It's been two years...almost three...

I'm not sure why I feel compelled to update this, but I do. Writing is very therapeutic for me, even if it is just a blurb about my day.

In the past three years...Hans (the boyfriend mentioned in one of my outdated posts) and I broke up in February, 2007. It was really hard, but we were at two different places in our lives. He was moving out to Calgary, and honestly, I think he cared much more about his monetary happiness and success in his career more than he cared about any of the people in his life. I moved on, continued school at the U of S for another year, in which I lived with my brother (so much fun, but not very productive!), and left Saskatoon with another year left on my degree.

I started dating someone new, Riley, in the Summer, 2007. He is wonderful, caring, driven and appreciates me. Even though we are two hours away from one another, we see each other often and things between us are great!

I moved to Regina this past fall. It was a huge adjustment for me...moving to a new place and leaving the city, friends, and classes that I loved. While I don't particularly enjoy the City of Regina, there are some aspects that have been great. I have made so many new friends, and I feel a real sense of connectedness within my new, much smaller program; I feel as though my life has purpose now. I am doing something I am passionate about and looking forward to a successful career when I graduate; and I'm close to family.

This move has made me realize how strong I am, and that I'm actually pretty smart if I apply myself.

I think that part of the reason I haven't really given Regina much of a chance is that I know I will only be living here until June 2009. I will return home to work until the end of August and then it's off to North Battleford to work at Sask Hospital for 8 months. In May, 2010 I will be doing a practicum for 6 weeks in Swift Current, and then I will either stay in Swift Current for my final practicum or go on a new adventure to Calgary to work at AARC.

Graduation is only 1 year 10 months and 26 days away! Can you tell I'm excited to start working/making money?

Procrastination

So...I have an exam tomorrow at 2:00 and I don't really feel prepared, but here I am procrastinating by reading blogs and adding to my own. I feel extremely overwhelmed right now...maybe knowing that I should be painted by Andy Warhol will help the situation. haha.

Who Should Paint You: Andy Warhol

You've got an interested edge that would be reflected in any portraitYou don't need any fancy paint techniques to stand out from the crowd!

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

Why do there have to be two of me?

So tonight Alex and I got home from our ritual O.C. night at Hillery and Challis' to find that our answering machine light was blinking. Of course we got a little bit excited because no one ever leaves us messages (it's really kind of sad). So we play this message over and over and over trying to understand what the person is saying; they sound very inebriated. The message goes like this "Hi Mallory, it's Derek from just south of P.A. I've been thinking about you a lot and thought I'd give you a call because I'm in town." Alex looks at me like there is some guy I'm not telling her about, but I honestly can not place this guy. I actually scared myself for a minute thinking, "Oh no what if I do know him but haven't seen him in like 10 years and he has been stalking me?" Then it occurs to me that I don't know and have never known anyone from P.A. so how could I possibly know this guy? So then I start wondering how he got my number, and what was actually going on...so I called him. This is how the conversation went:
Derek: Hello?
Mallory: Hi, is this Derek?
D: Yeah! Hey! How are you doing?
M: Pretty good, I just got your message but I couldn't place who you were
D: Oh yeah, but then it just kinda clicked eh?
M: Well...no
D: Oh, this is Mallory Smith isn't it?
M: (as it is all coming together now) Yes, this is Mallory Smith, but you are probably looking for the one from Maple Creek.
AWKWARD SILENCE
D: ok, well...sorry about that...bye

So that was my exciting night...random guys calling for me and me left without the ability to simply say "wrong number" because when they confuse you with someone with the exact same name as you, you start to wonder if you're losing your mind

Yup, that's us and Gretzky 

But for real...that is my boyfriend Hans (right) and Paul (left) with Wayne Gretzky 

Me and Alex (right) on our roadtrip to Calgary- March 11 & 12 

Optimism vs. pessimism

Alright, so there are some people that are really hard to deal with sometimes, but they are your friends and you want to be good friends to them no matter what. You know the people that I'm talking about. Oftentimes these people are overly optimistic or overly pessimistic. So I think it's good to see the world for what it is...see the good in things, but if things are bad don't overlook the situation. Back to why I'm here...I have no problem telling people how it is. If someone is going to ask me for advice I will try and tell them what I think as straight as possible, without being completely tactless. So tonight when a friend came to me with a few life woes I tried to console her, tried to tell her what I honestly thought. That yes, things might be shitty now (since it was a guy problem) but that everything happens for a reason...if she is not with this guy, that means that she will probably stumble upon someone better and be thankful that she didn't stick with guy #1. I understand that when people are in a rut that they often do not really care what advice you give them; they are just going to sit there in their misery anyways. But I get very upset when someone asks for you to be a good friend, you try to be a good friend, and they throw something back at you like "ahh yes, the optimism of one involved in a new relationship, refreshing indeed." Hmm...how can I work on being crass enough to come out and say things like this: "He dumped you because you say bitchy things like THAT"