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| Royal Canadian Regiment Crest- pen and ink |
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
For those of you who dont believe that truth is stranger than fiction...
The other night I complained loudly to myself as my phone alerted me of an incoming email at 3:09am. "Hey Laura" it said, "We've got exciting news: Your $20 Amazon.com Gift Card* is ready to be used!". Go away SPAM, I thought. Get yourself out of my inbox and into my junk folder where you belong. Quit bugging me with your tomfoolery, I am trying to sleep. I made a promise to myself that first thing in the morning I would unsubscribe to whatever I had acidently signed myself up for, and be done with it.
You can imagine how annoyed I felt then when I woke up only to find two more emails from the same company (Livingsocial.com) telling me about more great stuff that I had signed up for that was now ready. What the heck? I went down to the bottom of the email, clicked the unsubscribe link, and was redirected to some other page that asked me for my city, email address, the name I had planned for my first born and other rather personal information. Yeah, that seems like stuff that I should give out if I dont want more SPAM sent to me- so I closed the window, alerted Gmail of the SPAM that somehow snuck its way into my inbox, and left the computer feeling rather proud of myself. Take that SPAM, my superior human brain outsmarted you!
Fast forward to that evening when I am on the computer getting ready to register as a student at the University of Athabasca- and my phone goes off, once again alerting me that I have an email. I glanced over at it quickly and noticed that the email was from "Laura Hasiuk". OK. WHAT. THE. HECK?!. Not only did I not send myself an email, but the subject of the email was "One-day deal", something that sounded suspiciously like the other stupid emails I had been getting from Livingsocial.com. First SPAM. Now SPAM trying to steal my identity...
Frustrated, I opened my gmail account on the computer and found this (and this is where it gets just plain weird:
1. There is another Laura Hasiuk out there, which I find odd because Hasiuk isnt that common of a last name (or so I thought?!).
2. This Laura Hasiuk is living in PHILLY which is where Charles currently is!!
What are the odds? Seriously? I quickly fired off an email to my doppelganger (I love this word. Check out the definition here: Wikipedia We Love You!).
Honestly, I thought stuff like this would only happen in Fredericton.
You can imagine how annoyed I felt then when I woke up only to find two more emails from the same company (Livingsocial.com) telling me about more great stuff that I had signed up for that was now ready. What the heck? I went down to the bottom of the email, clicked the unsubscribe link, and was redirected to some other page that asked me for my city, email address, the name I had planned for my first born and other rather personal information. Yeah, that seems like stuff that I should give out if I dont want more SPAM sent to me- so I closed the window, alerted Gmail of the SPAM that somehow snuck its way into my inbox, and left the computer feeling rather proud of myself. Take that SPAM, my superior human brain outsmarted you!
Fast forward to that evening when I am on the computer getting ready to register as a student at the University of Athabasca- and my phone goes off, once again alerting me that I have an email. I glanced over at it quickly and noticed that the email was from "Laura Hasiuk". OK. WHAT. THE. HECK?!. Not only did I not send myself an email, but the subject of the email was "One-day deal", something that sounded suspiciously like the other stupid emails I had been getting from Livingsocial.com. First SPAM. Now SPAM trying to steal my identity...
Frustrated, I opened my gmail account on the computer and found this (and this is where it gets just plain weird:
Laura,
Now, there are two really weird things about this email.I think that I accidentally had a Philly One Day Deal for an Amazon.com gift card sent to your email by mistake. If you received this, would you be able to forward it to me? So sorry for the confusion.
Thank you!!
- Laura Hasiuk
1. There is another Laura Hasiuk out there, which I find odd because Hasiuk isnt that common of a last name (or so I thought?!).
2. This Laura Hasiuk is living in PHILLY which is where Charles currently is!!
What are the odds? Seriously? I quickly fired off an email to my doppelganger (I love this word. Check out the definition here: Wikipedia We Love You!).
Laura,
I was wondering why I was getting that stuff sent to my account- I was getting so mad because they kept sending me emails at 3am! Odd that you are in Philly...my boyfriend is currently out there. Weird/creepy that we have the same name and you are in Philly (stay away from my boyfriend! haha j/k). Will check my trash for that coupon.
LauraSwear on my scuba diving text book that I am not making this one up. Here is a screen shot of my double (from my email account) as proof:
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| The first "Laura Hasiuk" is me (the one with the red dot beside my name". The other one is my double. |
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
"An artist never really finishes [their] work, [they] merely abandon it." -Paul Valery
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| Charles' Christmas Present: Military Police coat of arms done in pen and ink. |
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| My Moms Christmas Present. The Dalai Lama "Religion is Kindness" done in 2B pencil |
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| A commissioned piece. "Brian R. "Buzz" Massie S.J. 1943-2009" done in 2B pencil |
Thursday, January 6, 2011
The Dashboard Melted but We Still Had the Radio
I have decided to start off 2011 with a bang. Honestly, I didn’t set out to make this year as crazy as it is already becoming. My plan was simple enough: come to Winnipeg while Charles was away on training, feel sorry for myself for not doing something to better myself, while working at the pet store job I originally had no intentions of returning to (sorry Chad, no disrespect meant) and then return to Fredericton where I would do more of the same (feeling sorry for myself, that is), minus the working at an actual job bit. But, things don’t always go as planned (thank God) and so, today I decided to celebrate me. Why? Because, (as Donna and Jordan say) I can.
I have been feeling pretty stuck lately. Lost, confused, majorly discombobulated (and that just isn’t good for anyone). Everything in my life has changed in these past few months and I haven’t really been sure of how to deal with it, or myself. I am no longer a pet store employee, a dog washer, a flower delivery girl, a laboratory demonstrator, or a student. I am no longer the granddaughter who gets to have sleep over’s and pizza parties with her grandma, the sister who gets to share laughs at her parents expense, the daughter who gets to spending time in the hot tub with her mom, or Tim Horton’s dates with her dad, or the friend who gets to gets to just enjoy being a friend and having friends.
I am just me, and for the past few months I have felt very much alone and for the most part insignificant: no job, no friends, and no real plans for the future. On the upside, when you are so alone, it gives you a lot of time to think about what it really means to be you. Are you what you do? Are you your job? Are you the things you own? And if you are your job and the things you own, what happens if you lose these things? Do you fail to exist? Sometimes it feels like it…
Common sense (and advances in science and technology!) tell us that of course this isn’t true. And that is why today I decided to do some major digging and find out what it really means to be me. Who the heck are you Laura-Anne Marie Hasiuk?! My quest started in the most unlikely of places; a large Tupperware bin in the storage room at my parents house.
You won’t believe what I found. Somewhere, among a cheap soccer trophy that I had long since forgotten about, and valentines cards from Grade 5 with words of undying love from some guy I don’t know anymore, I found me. Here is a glimpse of what I look like…
-May 13 1996- Winnipeg Symphony Guest of Honor
-June 1996- Certificate of Celebration- “Thank you for your quiet, gentle ways, warm smile, wonderful organizational skills, being willing to help me in the classroom, and for your hard work throughout the year”- Mrs. Noonan
-June 1996- Certificate of Appreciation for St. Ignatius Crossing Guards
-June 1997- Certificate of Appreciation for St. Ignatius Crossing Guards
-June 1997- St. Ignatius School Certificate of Notable Accomplishment in Recognition of Year-Round Consistent Effort
-June 1998- St. Mary’s Academy Certificate of Merit for Honors in Grade 7
-March 4, 1999- St. Mary’s Academy Best Communication Award “For her outstanding contribution to the quality of school life in the area of science”
-May 29, 2003- St. Mary’s Academy Award “For her outstanding contribution to the quality of school life in the area of drama sets and props”
-May 29, 2003- St. Mary’s Academy Award “For her outstanding contribution to the quality of school life in the area of Yearbook- Senior Editor”
-June 26, 2003- Province of Manitoba High School Diploma
-June 26, 2003- St. Mary’s Academy High School Diploma
-June 26, 2003- Award for Highest Academic standing in Art 40S
-May 26, 2010- University of Winnipeg Gold Medal in Bioanthropology
-June 10, 2010- University of Winnipeg Batchelor of Science degree
Am I any of these things? Of course not. However, these silly pieces of paper with their official gold foil seals and fancy calligraphy writing are the result of me. They are the result of my determination, hard work, impressive organizational skills, and support from friends and loved ones. In other words you are not what you do. Rather, you do what you do because of who you are.
This post was by no means a “look at me and all my “major awards”” post. Instead it was a reminder; a reminder to remember who you are (who you REALLY are) and to embrace it. For the past few months I have lost sight of myself and, more often than not, sold myself short. I failed to acknowledge that I am so much more than a military girlfriend with a degree and no job. For some reason I just couldn’t see that only circumstance had changed, and not me.
And so, it seems only appropriate then that I celebrate the rediscovery of myself by doing what I do best: something really cool followed by something really nerdy.
First for the cool thing. My mom and I have officially signed up for scuba diving lessons! After a few confined water training sessions at the pool and written tests the two of us will be ready to move onto the open water dives. Unfortunately “open water” in Manitoba in March is “scarce, so there is none to be found”… which means we may just have to go somewhere where these is open water in March…Florida anyone? After 4 supervised open water dives we will officially be certified in open water diving and can go anywhere we want! http://www.padi.com/scuba/
Now for the nerdy thing: I have decided to go back to school to work towards my CMA designation (http://www.cma-canada.org/).
I have no doubt in my mind that all this learning is going to result in some wicked late night insomnia induced posts... I can hardly wait till I can start spewing out accounting terms coupled with awesome biology words like Golgi apparatus (that was for you Dave) and vomeronasal organ (for you Leanne) and phagocytosis (for myself). Why? Because I can.
I have been feeling pretty stuck lately. Lost, confused, majorly discombobulated (and that just isn’t good for anyone). Everything in my life has changed in these past few months and I haven’t really been sure of how to deal with it, or myself. I am no longer a pet store employee, a dog washer, a flower delivery girl, a laboratory demonstrator, or a student. I am no longer the granddaughter who gets to have sleep over’s and pizza parties with her grandma, the sister who gets to share laughs at her parents expense, the daughter who gets to spending time in the hot tub with her mom, or Tim Horton’s dates with her dad, or the friend who gets to gets to just enjoy being a friend and having friends.
I am just me, and for the past few months I have felt very much alone and for the most part insignificant: no job, no friends, and no real plans for the future. On the upside, when you are so alone, it gives you a lot of time to think about what it really means to be you. Are you what you do? Are you your job? Are you the things you own? And if you are your job and the things you own, what happens if you lose these things? Do you fail to exist? Sometimes it feels like it…
Common sense (and advances in science and technology!) tell us that of course this isn’t true. And that is why today I decided to do some major digging and find out what it really means to be me. Who the heck are you Laura-Anne Marie Hasiuk?! My quest started in the most unlikely of places; a large Tupperware bin in the storage room at my parents house.
You won’t believe what I found. Somewhere, among a cheap soccer trophy that I had long since forgotten about, and valentines cards from Grade 5 with words of undying love from some guy I don’t know anymore, I found me. Here is a glimpse of what I look like…
-May 13 1996- Winnipeg Symphony Guest of Honor
-June 1996- Certificate of Celebration- “Thank you for your quiet, gentle ways, warm smile, wonderful organizational skills, being willing to help me in the classroom, and for your hard work throughout the year”- Mrs. Noonan
-June 1996- Certificate of Appreciation for St. Ignatius Crossing Guards
-June 1997- Certificate of Appreciation for St. Ignatius Crossing Guards
-June 1997- St. Ignatius School Certificate of Notable Accomplishment in Recognition of Year-Round Consistent Effort
-June 1998- St. Mary’s Academy Certificate of Merit for Honors in Grade 7
-March 4, 1999- St. Mary’s Academy Best Communication Award “For her outstanding contribution to the quality of school life in the area of science”
-May 29, 2003- St. Mary’s Academy Award “For her outstanding contribution to the quality of school life in the area of drama sets and props”
-May 29, 2003- St. Mary’s Academy Award “For her outstanding contribution to the quality of school life in the area of Yearbook- Senior Editor”
-June 26, 2003- Province of Manitoba High School Diploma
-June 26, 2003- St. Mary’s Academy High School Diploma
-June 26, 2003- Award for Highest Academic standing in Art 40S
-May 26, 2010- University of Winnipeg Gold Medal in Bioanthropology
-June 10, 2010- University of Winnipeg Batchelor of Science degree
Am I any of these things? Of course not. However, these silly pieces of paper with their official gold foil seals and fancy calligraphy writing are the result of me. They are the result of my determination, hard work, impressive organizational skills, and support from friends and loved ones. In other words you are not what you do. Rather, you do what you do because of who you are.
This post was by no means a “look at me and all my “major awards”” post. Instead it was a reminder; a reminder to remember who you are (who you REALLY are) and to embrace it. For the past few months I have lost sight of myself and, more often than not, sold myself short. I failed to acknowledge that I am so much more than a military girlfriend with a degree and no job. For some reason I just couldn’t see that only circumstance had changed, and not me.
And so, it seems only appropriate then that I celebrate the rediscovery of myself by doing what I do best: something really cool followed by something really nerdy.
First for the cool thing. My mom and I have officially signed up for scuba diving lessons! After a few confined water training sessions at the pool and written tests the two of us will be ready to move onto the open water dives. Unfortunately “open water” in Manitoba in March is “scarce, so there is none to be found”… which means we may just have to go somewhere where these is open water in March…Florida anyone? After 4 supervised open water dives we will officially be certified in open water diving and can go anywhere we want! http://www.padi.com/scuba/
Now for the nerdy thing: I have decided to go back to school to work towards my CMA designation (http://www.cma-canada.org/).
I have no doubt in my mind that all this learning is going to result in some wicked late night insomnia induced posts... I can hardly wait till I can start spewing out accounting terms coupled with awesome biology words like Golgi apparatus (that was for you Dave) and vomeronasal organ (for you Leanne) and phagocytosis (for myself). Why? Because I can.
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