Alas, I have arrived in Melbourne.

And I’m homesick already. This is not a good sign.

I suppose just coming off a 33 hour trip could do me in just so.

It’s finally hitting me that I’m in a completely foreign city, country, and continent. I don’t know anyone or anywhere, and am completely lost.

Perhaps I should try to unpack my above average amount of luggages, go to bed early, and try to figure everything out tomorrow.

Any tips would be greatly appreciated!…or any Melbournians want to show a strange foreign girl around town? LOL

For all you folks that are moving or will move in the future…

Vacuum seal bags are your best friend.

Seriously, I’m in love.

I just vacuum sealed a queen sized duvet, 2 bed sheets, and 2 pillows in one large bag. I still have 3/4 of room left in my luggage. I know, it’s a beautiful thing.

The sound of air rustling through the vacuum tube and the sight of its decreasing volume makes my heart tingle.

What people look like when they get scared in a haunted house.

These photos were taken in the Nightmares Fear Factory in Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada.

Source: 放泥就可

I just joined OneMatch.

And no, it’s not a dating website.

OneMatch is a global stem cell and marrow network responsible for finding and matching volunteer donors to patients requiring stem cell transplants. It is part of Canadian Blood Services and is a member of an international network of registries, therefore allowing possible matches through searching more than 11 million donors on over 50 registries. 

Fewer than 30% of patients needing a stem cell transplant find a compatible donor within their own family, and the chances of finding a compatible donor outside of your relatives are slimmer still. (Those darn HLAs!)

So, I’ve signed up.
And I urge you all to at least find out more information about stem cells and a stem cell registry in your country.

All you have to do is answer a questionnaire, then they will call you to confirm your information and send you a swab in the mail. 

Why not, right? 

To find out more information please go to OneMatch and it will answer a lot of the common questions from what are stem cells, how it’s done (i.e. if it’ll hurt), the risks, and the side effects. I realize that OneMatch is a Canadian registry but the page has a lot of useful background information.

The US registry, Be The Match / National Marrow Donor Program (NMDP), website also contains very useful information and has a list of registries in other countries.

Let’s help each other out!

My mother laughs at almost everything, but not at things that most people find funny.

We had a little Fam-jam last weekend at the Calgary Corn Maze and this sign was at the entrance.

My mommy dearest didn’t understand why they would give coffee and goat to unattended children…FOR FREE!!!

She then proceeded to lecture about how irresponsible parents shouldn’t get free stuff.

I had to explain to her that it was a joke and why these irresponsible parents are not rewarded, but punished, with caffeine and serotonin infused children.

I don’t find this joke funny anymore.

When will it stop snowing?

Oh..wait, right, never. I almost forgot where I live. 20 cm of wet snow guys. And it will continue on through the week. Happy spring Calgarians!!!

This is what I woke up to. Huzzah!!!

When the winter storm warning was in effect yesterday, my friend Ria was hoping it was a April fool’s joke.

I laughed at her silliness, but secretly hoped it was true.

Well, look what accumulated over night.

I don’t like the CBSA (Canada Border Services Agency) very much.

Just took my sister to the CBSA office to declare her boxes.

The bitch ”nice lady” told my sister that from experience, no one brings 60 pairs of used underwear to Canada when they move. They must all be new, therefore, my sister is lying to her and all 35 boxes must be opened and inspected. 

Keep in mind, it’s underwear for a family of three.

My sister tried to explain to her about the underwear situation, and the officer raised her voice and said “Why are you even trying to argue with me?”.

She also asked my sister for a receipt for the Wii she bought three years ago.

I know some you are thinking that “she’s just doing her job”, but I refuse to accept that explanation. It’s too boring and I need something extraordinary.

I think the suspicion arose when my sister walked in with a possibly sinister and dangerous two year old.