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date: April 25, 2005
time: 4/25/2005 07:47:00 PM


this is what i absolutely have to do this summer (besides the obvious job & volunteering)

1. nike 10k run. the only problem is that i can't find the right person to do it with. kayla, my running buddy went to australia for a month..not to mention she lives in waterloo. so there goes my perfect candidate... i want someone who is commitment and who can push me to exceed my personal best. also a person i can train with...the whole 10k.

2. finish planning jaimee's bday party. i want to have a puppet show and a clown.

3. get my G liscence... and finally learn how to drive my stick-shift saturn!!

4. absolutely absolutely need to sign up at a gym asap. i miss you columbia icefields. =(

5. ok this one isn't so much a summer goal..its a lifelong dream. i want to open up my own spa dt somewhere. its gonna be like nature inspired so i'm going to have a 30 ft waterfall in the main lobby that has a high ceiling, white lilies, whild orchids everywhere, and i'm going to have mud baths, massage booths that are in rooms upstairs overlooking the waterfall, tanning salons , complimentary white wine..itll be a getaway for the soul. everything natural: avacadoe, sea cucumber, papaya face masks, seaweed wrap for your body..the works. it'll be planted in the heart of dt toronto, right in the middle of the rush rush, fast paced world. now all i need is the money to create it all, and eugene the business man aka miracle worker to make it all happen.

but jessica, this sounds awfully materialistic and money centered. why are youre dreams so God-lacking?

um ok. no. even though it seems like this spa is created for and used only by the rich and famous...well it is. ahah. but relly...those arent my goals. i mean my goal isnt to pamper the rich. i wanted to create this spa because toronto especially is such a fast paced world. i mean i was sitting in a restaurant one day and i felt like i had to wolf down my food in 3 minutes becuase the atmosphere was soo fastfwd. with so many hard working men and women who are emotionally drowned and overwhelmed by the everyday stresses of work, relationships, kids, etc. this spa will be a getaway. once you step in youll no longr be in toronto..itll be like you're on vacation. its a way to destress, relax, and take care of your body.. to hit the pause button in life and just embrace the beauty of silence, stillness, and inner beauty.

**ty ed for the lovely goldfish


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date: April 16, 2005
time: 4/16/2005 10:22:00 PM



Posted by Hello


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date: April 11, 2005
time: 4/11/2005 11:21:00 PM



ali & eeyore - me & princess sparkle
(carson hiding in the back)


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date: April 10, 2005
time: 4/10/2005 11:44:00 PM


> >>A year has past and now we stand on the brink of
> >>returning to a world where we are surrounded by the
> >>paradox of everything, and yet nothing being the same.

> >>In one month we will reluctantly give our hugs and,
> >>fighting the tears, say goodbye to people who
> >>were once just names on a sheet of paper to return to
> >>people that we hugged and fought tears to say goodbye
> >>to before we ever left. We will leave our best friends
> >>to return to our best friends. We will go back to the
> >>places we came from and go back to the same things we
> >>did last summer and every summer before that. We will
> >>come into town on that same familiar road, and even
> >>though it has been months, it will seem like only
> >>yesterday.

As you walk into your old bedroom, every
> >>emotion will pass through you as you reflect on the
> >>way your life has changed and the person you have
> >>become. You suddenly realize that the things that were
> >>most important to you a year ago don't seem to matter so
> >>much anymore, and the things you hold highest now, no
> >>one at home will completely understand.

The memories and the stories from school won't mean anything to
> >>anyone at home and yet you resent them for that, that
> >>they can't share that happiness with you. Who will you
> >>call first? What will you do your first weekend home
> >>with your friends? How long before you actually start
> >>missing people barging in without calling or knocking?
> >>Who will get pizza at three in the morning with you
> >>now? How long until you adjust to sleeping alone in a
> >>room again?

Then you start to realize how much things
> >>have changed, and you realize the hardest part of
> >>university/college is balancing the two completely
> >>different worlds you now live in, trying desperately
> >>to hold on to everything all the while trying to
> >>figure out what you have to leave behind.

In the matter of one day's travelling time, we will leave our
> >>world of living next door to our best friends, walking
> >>across campus to eat, instant messenger, 8:30am
> >>classes, and the perpetual procrastination to a world
> >>that will seem foreign to us despite the fact that we
> >>lived in it for eighteen years. But it is different
> >>now.

We now know the meaning of true friendship. We
> >>know whom we have kept in touch with over the past
> >>year and whom we hold dearest in our hearts. We've
> >>left our high school world to deal with the real world. We've had our hearts
> >>broken, we've fallen in love, we've helped our best
> >>friends overcome depression, stress and death, we've been wasted
> >> and we've stayed up all night on the phone just to talk to
> >>a friend in need. There have been times when we've
> >>felt so helpless being hours away from home when we
> >>know our families needed us, and there are times we
> >>know we have made a difference.

One month from now we will leave. One month from now we take down our
> >>pictures, and pack up our clothes. No more going next
> >>door to do nothing for hours on end. We will leave our
> >>friends whose random email and phone calls will bring
> >>us to laughter and tears this summer. We will take our
> >>memories and dreams and put them away for now, saving
> >>them for our return to this world. One month from now
> >>we will arrive. We will unpack our bags and have
> >>dinner with our families. We will drive over to our
> >>best friend's house and do nothing for hours on end.
> >>We will return to the same friends whose random emails and
> >>phone calls have brought us to laughter and tears over
> >>the year. We will unpack old dreams and memories that
> >>have been put away for the past year.

In One month we will dig deep inside to find the strength and
> >>conviction to adjust to change and still keep each
> >>other close. And somehow, in some way, we will find
> >>our place between these two completely different
> >>worlds...are you ready?


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date: April 06, 2005
time: 4/06/2005 03:14:00 PM


more of jaimee

this is wen i foned home and talked to jaimee about my pink clothes incident.

me: "jaimee im sad"

j: "oh."

(she's such a good listener)

j : "you want to go home?"

i just laughed. (oh jaimee you make me so happy in the insides)

me: "all my clothes are dirty. i dont'know how to clean them"

j: *chuckles*

j: "i go to your school to clean ur shirt OK?"

oh jaimee, shes the simplicity in my life. i miss her :(


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