Five Days is a national charity campaign in which twenty-one universities and colleges are participating across Canada. During the five days, three student participants sleep outside with no access to shelter unless temperatures are extremely cold. They can only eat food that is given to them and are not allowed to leave campus. Participants are not allowed to shower for the 5 day period. The participating students are still obligated to attend all of their classes during the week.
Our goal is to raise money for local charities as well as educate Canadian citizens about homelessness in Canada. We believe more can be done to improve the standard of living for homeless people. Since the creation of Five Days For The Homeless in 2005, our campaign has raised three hundred and thirty-five thousand dollars and has donated money to several local charities in cities throughout the country. These charities have used money to buy goods and provide services that have had a positive impact on the lives of many homeless people.
Unfortunately we still face an uphill battle. According to an annual report released in 2009 by Raising The Roof, there are over one hundred and fifty thousand homeless people in Canada; sixty-five thousand of whom are homeless youth living on the streets or in shelters. Charity Intelligence Canada has estimated that one thousand three hundred and fifty people die each year because they are homeless.
This year we are also inviting professionals and social workers from local organizations to come and speak about their experiences with homeless youth. Our goal is to raise $7500 to support the Wyndham House. We will have our opening ceremonies at 9am on Monday March 15th at the Cannon on the University of Guelph campus to begin the event and raise awareness for this great initiative.
Please help us bring light to the issue of homelessness.
The event will be held from the 14th of March until the 19th of March. For more information about the 5 Days campaign please visit www.5days.ca.
And she doesn’t actually like posing for pictures. I just happened to catch her in one of her languid moods (when don’t cats have those though?).
She’s actually a cat from hell. The black colouring gives it away.
Can almost see her fangs here. This is the havoc she wreaks.
I told her I was coming home and yet she threw a little fit and pushed the basket onto the floor.
She did the same thing at Chistmas, but then she broke my key/ change dish. Bitch.
Oh, hello. I could go for one of those right now.
I guess I’ll have to settle for some club pack pickles.
My mouth is watering thinking about that oh so good for you juice.
This did look purple. I’m sorry my camera is too shitty to capture it for you. At least getting up fucking early has some tangible benefits (Paul).
Don’t ask.
There she is again. She’s meowing at me right now.
Playing innocent.
Paul and I went to …um… I forget what it’s called now. Ex-Red Papaya. (Kristina, Brooke and Paul know).
This was wonton soup with noodles. Highly recommended in this household.
I got the same ol’ same ol’ singapore noodle. I need to change it up next time.
Paul ordered drunken noodle which was delicious and may be my next choice.
It’s true.
Hey look.
I was really bored ok? What can I say?
I just self taught how to make a stop motion film actually. Expect one of amazing quality if I don’t get too busy. Yes. Oh, and I’m eating rice. You know how when you eat something really hot and you accidentally inhale the steam when you try to take a bite and then you choke? That just happened.
This video made me cry. Probably because that song always makes me cry. But yeah, I’m a big cry baby; anything where there are masses of people working towards one goal makes me cry. Hell, I cried watching people sing Oh Canada at a hockey game once… and not at the Olympics. Tim Horton’s commercials always get me too. Anyway, back to the point. Watch the video.
Earth Hour 2010: March 27th, 8:30-9:30 PM. Be there.
“I’ve never understood why so many men have allowed themselves to be brainwashed by the feminazi myth machine into believing that rape is such a serious crime … Rape is simply sex. Women enjoy sex, so rape cannot be such a terrible physical ordeal.
To suggest that rape, when conducted without violence, is a serious crime is like suggesting that forcefeeding a woman chocolate cake is a heinous offence. A woman would be more inconvenienced by having her handbag snatched.
The demonisation of rape is all part of the feminazi desire to obtain power and mastery over men. Men who go along with the rape myth are either morons or traitors.”
Reading this, my jaw actually dropped, and I thought, “This can’t be real.” But apparently it is?
And his explanation after the fact? “I was trying to make the point that there are two kinds of rape,” he said. “There is stranger rape and there is so-called rape by somebody the woman knows. I was raising an important issue in a provocative way to allow people to make up their own minds.” Oh, well when you put it that way…
This makes me so angry. I can’t even go on about it. Read the original article. It’s disgusting.
So I made a wrap this morning for breakfast lunch and put some pickles on it. Then I had a craving to drink the pickle juice. I drank some. But then I wondered what’s up with pickle juice. Like, is it bad for me.. or is it good for me? I know there’s lots of salt in it. I figured it had to either one…so I looked it up. Turns out, aside from all the salt, pickle juice is actually quite good for you (in moderation). They say it’s a good cure for a hangover (but what isn’t? So is McDonalds, actually) because it can restore your electrolytes better than Gatorade (or any other like drink). This is why it’s also really great to drink before/ after working out. I’m going to give that one a try. It’s supposedly good for sore muscles because it’s packed with potassium. I’ll definitely give it a shot since I enjoy pickle juice anyway. So don’t throw the pickle juice out that’s in the fridge honey; I’m saving it for a reason.
Also, here’s a treat for you. While I was looking for an acceptable pickle picture for you I stumbled across what is possibly the most fucked up video (or definitely one of) that I have ever seen. I wish I could understand what they were singing about. Try to enjoy a pickle now!
I got my marks back for my first art assignments today. I don’t really understand how they’re marked, but I think I did well. I’m actually sitting in my studio class right now. I’m waiting for my prof to get back from our break. I’m tired. We just watched a bunch of ‘art videos’ and not that they weren’t interesting, but now I’m falling asleep. 8:30 in the morning is too early to watch excessive amounts of video. It’s bound to make you sleepy. I actually wanted to find one and post it for yous to see because it was hilarious but I’m not sure who the artists were. Perhaps I can find out for you. We also watched (most of) these though..
..and they were also interesting/ funny. This one is called Stomach Song:
Aaaaand some more.
Enjoy. Have a lovely day and try not to be sad because of the weather!
“pardon me while i (attempt to) learn how to genuinely appreciate myself (this self loathing is so incredibly exhausting.)
with this i hope to learn to whole heartedly appreciate the world around me (more than i already do.)”
- from Hello, Romantic
Agreed.
A combination of things I’ve read, seen, heard, thought lately have made me want to be more appreciative of myself and others, and yes, the world in general. I feel like I’ve become very cynical and nasty. I think I’ve always been fairly cynical but it was always good-hearted and funny, at least I thought. I feel like now I have such negative opinions about things. Everything. Often. I don’t want to be that kind of person. I’ve been making a conscious effort to not only be more aware of my complaining, etc., but also to try to think more positively and complain less. I think a good way to go about this is to, if I catch myself about to say something negative, instead say something positive.
I definitely don’t appreciate myself enough because I feel like I’m being selfish when I do. I don’t acknowledge the great things I do or give myself pats on the back enough. I think that is the first step towards being less cynical and whole heartedly appreciating the world around me more. I think perhaps a lot of this all comes with age; you see things change in the world that you never imagined. See people do things to other people and it hardens you. It doesn’t change everyone though. You know that. You’ve seen that old man or woman who is still so child-like and happy (and it’s not because they have dementia either ha ha). I want to live a long life and I want that life to be a happy (stress free) one. I think I need to care less about unimportant things, appreciate everything more rather than depreciate everything more. As I’m sure you’ve heard before; don’t sweat the petty things and don’t pet the sweaty things. Although to be honest, petting sweaty things isn’t always bad ;) Hahahaha, sorry.
So, have a new attitude. I will try to at least. And also try not to be self conscious of the fact that now a bunch of people are aware of me doing this and play into my delusion of The Truman Show being my life hahahahaha. By the way, if you’ve never watched The Truman Show (it’s a movie) you really should.
The wall in the bathroom at Kelsey’s. I liked it so I took a picture (or three).
New earrings. Cute!
Who needs this much toothpaste?
Getting good use out of the toothbrush cover. It’s too cute not to use. Paul doesn’t use his haha.
Have you heard? Broccoli is a miracle vegetable!
Made some banana-chocolate-chip-pancakes.
Steal recipes form the internets and add your name in front of them, write them on a recipe card and put them in a recipe box. Pass them down to your children. If you feel bad about it (like I do) just modify them by adding/ taking away different spices haha.
Banana and chocolate.
I still have leftovers in the fridge. They are almost better cold because the chocolate goes hard. I pretend I’m a pancake connoisseur.
Aww an (accidental) heart pancake!
I’m going to make some apple crisp today since I have almost a whole bag of apples and no interest in eating them. Also, my ass hurts today. I went to yoga Monday morning and then the gym yesterday and biked for like, an hour. And that really isn’t that much of an exaggeration. Only by like, 5-10 minutes. And we’re going again today. Can you say dedication? Ok, I know you can, but can you spell it? Some people is bad ats pelling and I found it herlirious. Actually, I find it funny when they spell a word that when spelled different ways means different things and use the wrong spelling. Things that are obviously not just little mistakes like missing a letter. I can’t remember what that’s called, but here’s an example for you. I helped them threw it. Bah ha ha! I think ya mean through! Go teachers! Their motto is pass ‘em all, didn’t you know? But yeah, I’m not that much of an asshole so I’ll stop the making fun now. Just sayin’.
I always have really insightful, opinionated things that I want to write about but never think of them when I sit down to write. Oh, here’s something I wanted to share. Sometimes (less than I used to) I feel like The Truman Show is my life. I’m a weirdo, I know. And it’s not some self deluded with to be the centre of attention, because truth be told, I hate being the centre of attention. Of large groups of people anyway. I think everyone likes to be the centre of attention of someone, but that’s another story. So, I will say sometime or do something (usually at home by myself i.e. talk to Daisy ha ha) and then think about how fucked it would be if everyone in the world knew what I was doing. Or sometimes I just get weird feelings when I’m talking to someone that they know something about me, or something that I don’t. I can’t really explain this very well. Does anyone else ever feel this way? I know one of my friends does because we’ve had this conversation before, but I can’t for the life of me remember who it was hahahah.
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