Making dreams real!

As part of a project for second year CreComm we have to propose and create an Independent Professional Project (IPP), it can be pretty much anything creative that you can sell to the scary panel of teachers that read your proposal and then interrogate you and your idea and attempt to rip it to shreds.

When the current second year students presented their IPPs, they offered advice to us first years who were in the process of conjuring up ideas. They said to do something that you are passionate about, and that you may never have the opportunity to do again, which really got me thinking....

What have I always wanted to do, am passionate about, and may never have the opportunity to do again??? Play college basketball!

I was inspired by a past blog post to take this idea and make it my IPP. I proposed to the panel that I train and make the Red River Rebels basketball team next year, I will blog about it and create a video documentary that will be posted online through the blog at the end of the basketball season. The working title: I wish I was a baller.

The panel approved my crazy idea, and now it looks like I am actually going to have to do this thing.... EEEP! ID camps start next week...

I guess it's time to start shooting some hoops!

Hoop Dreams

1oz - Vanilla Vodka

1oz - kaluah

coke

milk

cherry

-in a glass full of ice, pout in the liquor first, followed by the coke, and then top off with the milk (use equal parts milk and coke). Stir. Garnish with cherry.

Stay tuned for my new blog!!

It's over!!

If you wold have told me five years ago that I would be spending countless nights at school past closing time, begging the security guards to stay 'just a bit later' to do homework, I would've laughed at you. Right to your face.

But, somehow, this is my life now... And the creation of this magazine, this all-encompassing magazine is done!! I had no idea I had it in me to work this hard, and am so happy to say that it is done, and that the finished product lo

oks awesome (or as Al would say 'bitchin!)

HeadRush magazine is ready to be launched!!

Come down to the Creative Communications Magazine Trade Fair on Thursday, March 31st @ RRC's Exchange District Campus and check it us out!

Here's a sneak peak.....

Breaking up is hard to do.

I love love! I always have, probably always will.

There is nothing more exciting than getting to know someone new who you have that *spark* --the undeniable click--with. Everything about them seems just perfect, you get so lost in attraction and lust, life becomes a fun game: will he call or text you? When he does, how long will you wait till you text/call him back? You check your phone hoping you'll have a nice little present in the form of a text message or e-mail from them that makes your heart do somersaults and a puts a goofy grin on your face for the rest of the day.

Thoughts of him make you so elated, you overlook that he spelt to when it should have been too.

Ah! The beginning... it's all sunshine, butterflies and rainbows. A world where you believe that nothing could ever possibly go wrong; nothing could burst this glorious little bubble.

But those things you were willing to overlook in the beginning, when your judgement was clouded by lust, don't go away. The qualities you once thought were adorable and endearing, you now find annoying and infuriating.

When the realization comes, and you know that the person sitting in front of you is not the right one for you, why is it so hard to break it off?? And even if the breakup is amicable, why does it still hurt??

Well, the thing is, breaking off a romance sucks, no matter how mature you are about it. It makes you feel a little bit like a fool to have gotten involved with someone with who, in hindsight you kinda knew it could never have worked out with in the first place. But, if you are anything like me, regardless of how wrong you may have been for each other, you still think back and analyze every moment, wondering if there was something you could have done differently that would have resulted in a not so unplesant outcome.

But living with a heavy heart is tough. How do you get over a heartbreak?? Well here are some quick tips to help in dealing with heartache.

1• Be active-- When you are in a relationship, it is easy to forget about your fitness and get a little squishy. Get back to the gym or yoga, or just go for a long walk! The endorphins released through exercise is exactly what you need to kick you out of your breakup slump.

2• Get back in the game-- I am not saying to jump right into another relationship, but, going on a harmless little date to boost your confidence will help in healing your bruised heart, and remind you that this breakup is not, in fact, the end of the world. For first date tips, click here and here

3•Stay busy-- Idle hands are not good when you are newly single: they can lead to excess facebook creeping and sending of emotional text messages... Keep busy by staying active, reading a book or picking up an old hobby. Spend time with your bffs who have not been seeing very much of you!

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4• Enroll in CreComm- The Creative Communications program is so eff-ing busy, that between chatting with hockey wives at the Moose game, then writing a story about it on a tight deadline, playing director in the creation of a hilarious infomercial, and working on photos and layout for a magazine you are creating, producing and launching, you will no time to even think about your bruised little heart.

Break-up Blues

-2 oz blueberry vodka

-5 mint leaves

-soda water

-1 lime

-5 blueberries

-Squeeze the juice from the lime into a glass with the 5 mint leaves, muddle

-Pour in vodka, add the blueberries, fill glass with ice

-fill glass with soda water, stir

Cheers!!

Some Wise Words

I am a libra, represented in the zodiac by the scales. I am always seeking equality, always weighing things out, believing that things should be fair and just, speaking up and fighting back when they are not.

When I was growing up, I would always compare what I had to what my brothers had: presents, trips, attention, everything. I always had to weigh it out. Even though my parents did their best to treat and spoil us equally, it wasn't always the case, and every time there was an injustice, I would say to my father, "that's not fair!!!" To which he would reply, every single time "life is not fair, get used to it."

This week I was a victim of something I believe wasn't fair, and couldn't help but be upset and angry at my perceived injustice, until I remembered my father's wise words and was able to move on.... Thanks dad!

Instead of a cocktail, I will leave you with a musical treat: some more wise words my father would sing to me: you can't always get what you want, but sometimes, you get what you need.

Cheers!!!

-37... What??

I have been quite fortunate in that my first Winnipeg winter in years had been kind to me. Over my holiday, whilst sitting at the pool bar enjoying my favorite slushy concoctions, people would say "Winnipeg, brrrr.... Sounds cold!!' To which I would reply, "actually it's not so bad." I spoke too soon

After another set of flight delays and yet another stop-over in Toronto, I made it back to Winnipeg after 8 incredible days spent with my old friends frolicking in the sun. I rushed to school, made it in the knick of time for my first class, only 2 minutes late. From class I went straight to work, and not even one day back from my holiday, already I was already too busy to realize that I had been on holiday at all.

The following day, I woke up to a beautiful Winnipeg day: minus 37 degrees with the windchill. For my friends from tropical lands who cannot comprehend what that feels like, (or do not believe me when I say that people actually live in a city where it gets that cold) it is a cold, harsh slap in the face. Your cheeks freeze almost immediately, running from your car to school/home/work, sometimes backwards as to not face the wind head-on, is necessary . It is terrible... beyond terrible, unbearable!!

Only 2 days before I was swimming in the sea, and skipping along the beach in the sand.

Like the Aussies and Caymanians who will read this (it was so great to hear you've been enjoying my blog, please keep reading) I also wonder, why the hell does anyone live here?? Sure, it's cheap... but what about the extra money spent on heating bills, a dependable car that will survive the cold, winter tires, and the sun getaway necessary to cope with the frigid temperatures? Yeah, the people are great, and good family and friends are here, but the city never changes nor do the people who live here (well, very seldomly), so why not live somewhere with a more temperate climate and come back and enjoy the city for it's benefits, the friendly Manitobans, in the summer??

Hmmmmmm...... I believe that was my life once upon a time, and must be again someday.

For our journalism class today we are traveling within Manitoba and writing a travel article about a city/town in our "beautiful" province. My group has the pleasure of traveling to Gimli, in the Icelandic language, Gimli means "paradise," however, I don't know that I'll agree with what anyone from the land-of-ice deems to be idyllic. Stay tuned for the article. Maybe it'll entice you to visit if this post hasn't turned you off of the idea of Manitoba forever.

Have a happy Friday, stay warm with my favourtie hot cocktail

Brrrrrrrr
-2oz baileys
-5 oz hot chocolate (made with milk and choco power)
-whipped cream
-chocolate shavings

-pretty self-explanitory, simplistic and delicious.