Still in Van

My boyfriend informed me that my previous blog post sounded like the ramblings of a crazy girl. Yep.... pretty much.

My attempt at sleeping on the airport seating failed miserably. I MAYBE got an hour of sleep. Then people started arriving, and we were near the door so I nearly froze. My boyfriend and I played cards, but on little sleep it was near impossible to tally up the cards during blackjack.

While enjoying a delicious Burger King breakfast (because it was the only eatery open), I overheard some kids talking about going to Disneyland. Ahhhh, to be a kid again and have someone else look after all your travel arrangements. The kids were talking about how they got a call from Minnie. I kind of wished I'd gotten one too.

I don't know how I'm awake right now. Thankfully the flight is a few hours long, so I can hopefully catch some shut eye before arriving in LA.

Here's is a darker rendition of the Disney Princesses:

Lauren's Overnight Chronicles: YVR Edition

I’m coming to you from the past!!

Well, actually I’m just in a different time zone.

I am currently in the Vancouver Airport on my way to California, and more importantly, Disneyland!!!! I’m terribly excited! Midterm-madness-hell-week is officially over!! I’ve never been to the west coast! I can’t wait to escape to some warmer weather, sunshine, beaches and the most magical place on earth  :D

Part of why my boyfriend was able to score such a sweet deal is because our flight arrived in Vancouver at 9:45 this evening and our connection doesn’t take off till 8am tomorrow morning. The only available hotel at the airport is the Fairmont. Unfortunately, I don’t think they rent by the hour. Not wanting to spend $200 to stay in a hotel for 7 hours, my boyfriend and I are camping out in the Vancouver Airport for the night.

I’ve never done this before. So, there is a certain novelty in spending the night in an airport. But with the sniffles that I attained over midterm week, I am well aware that this will be an experience I will never want to live through again.

My boyfriend and I agreed to a shared sleep schedule. He gets to nap from 11pm-2:30am while I watch the bags. Then I will attempt to sleep from 2:30am-6am.

I figured a great way to entertain myself would be to bog during my awake shift. So I shall chronicle my thought processes and the happenings during my lovely stay in the YVR.

11pm – Realizing the long haul ahead

After getting our luggage (or my luggage rather, because my boyfriend only needs a tiny carry on that’s lighter than my toiletry bag) we went for a little stroll around the Vancouver airport. I love checking out new airports. It’s pretty sizeable, which pleases me. But many things are closed and the only thing I’m really concerned about is finding comfortable seating to nap on.

We ate at Chillis before our flight (I LOVE their salads), so we can’t kill anytime by having a meal. I got my Starbucks (an airport staple) since I would be staying up for the next few hours (great, since I woke up at 9am and didn’t have an afternoon nap). We found some rows of cushioned seats and decided to settle in for the night.

My boyfriend was grateful that I brought my travel sleeping kit, which comes with a sleeping mask, blanket and blow up pillow. He’s attempting to sleep as everyone person awake in the airport walks by. Whether it’s suitcases clacking as they roll along the tiled floor, old people loudly discussing the art fixtures made of rock, or that bloody golf-cart-wannabe vehicle that’s more thunderous than a Harley, it is rather noisy. (I wonder if the Fairmont would let us rent a cot to use in the airport. I think the going rate is $15).

A person by the name of “Wesley Man” has been paged about three times now. I wonder if it’s actually Lesley Man they’re paging and “Wesley” is just her alias. I would go off on an adventure to find her, but I’m stuck watching the suitcases. I ponder what celebrities I may spot when I arrive in LAX. I shall have my camera ready! 

There are other people sleeping on the seats around us. No one seems to be watching their bags. I wonder if they’re concerned about theft. Perhaps I’m just a Paranoid Parrot, but I remember that episode of Breaker High when Max fell asleep in the train station and his bag was stolen. That won’t happen to this gal!

Fun Vancouver Fact: Max from Breaker High lives in Vancouver. He is a shift leader at an Earls restaurant.

12am – Thank god I have my blog!

I suppose I could be doing work now. That is the main reason I brought my lap top…

Oh great, the Zamboni-wannabe is cleaning the floors. I suppose I can’t really complain that it’s noisy. It is an airport. Travelling makes me cranky. I hate being stuck inside an airport. It’s so dry.

To lift my spirits I shall dream about meeting the Disney Princesses and hum some of their lovely songs. All week, while procrastinating from studying, I’ve been watching youtube videos of Disneyland. What impresses me the most is the actors who play the Disney Princesses and all the other characters at Disneyland. They’re incredible! I’m old enough to know they’re actors and not the actual characters, but by golly, they’re so believable! I will probably cry if I get to meet Ariel. She’s my favorite :)

Thinking about Disneyland always reminds me of family-oriented sitcoms from the 90s. I remember when the cast of Family Matters and Full House visited Disneyland (or it might’ve been Disney World). I think Step by Step did an episode at a Disney park too. That really made me want to go as a kid! Now when I look back on it, I realize that was really clever marketing.

Alas, I knew the day would come when studying PR and marketing would ruin my perception of the world. Communications and marketing is EVERYWHERE. It's impossible to escape. Now whenever I see an advertisement or a commercial, or even  read a newsletter, I can’t help but think about the target audiences and the key messages contained in that piece of communication. The same thing happened to me back in high school. I took a Film & Video course. For months after the course I couldn’t watch a movie without dissecting each shot. I finally turned off my critical eye while watching movies. But with my plans of pursuing a career in PR, I have a feeling I will continue to analyse every piece of communication I come across (and that’s probably a good thing). 

1am – It’s ONLY 1am?!?!?!?!

The nearby television has been broadcasting reports on Whitney Houston’s death and playing her songs. I’ve probably heard “I Will Always Love You” about five times in the last hour. (Fun Fact: The song was originally written by Dolly Parton in 1973, but became the hit it is today after Whitney's rendition of it in 1992, which stayed at the top of the Billboard charts for 14 weeks).

I took a little break earlier and practiced some handstands. Practicing my headstands has really helped me maintain balance while doing inversions. I can’t hold a handstand for more than a few seconds, but it’s an improvement from before I had started working on inversions! To the other people in the airport, I’ve now become “the crazy girl doing handstands.” I wonder if I’ll hit meme status.

Speaking of memes… I made this meme when we booked out trip to California. Just when I was thinking I wouldn’t be going anywhere during spring break, so I was planning things to do around town, then wha-bam! We’re going to Disneyland!

I <3 success kid!

I’ve recently become addicted to memes. They’re funny. For those who hate on memes, get over it. If you don’t like them, then ignore them. I rather enjoy them! I stumbled upon a great website that hosts a ton of the more popular memes, which makes it easy to learn their name and intent (because memes do get improperly used sometimes).

While spending the day packing (because I am far from being a light packer), I was very thorough so I wouldn’t forget anything. There’s always one stupid, little thing I forget when I travel. Whether it’s my hairbrush, or my foundation, something is always forgotten. When we started driving to the airport, my mind was racing with what I might’ve forgotten. It didn’t hit me till I got on the plane – I forgot to record my shows while I’m away! Oh no’s! Watching my shows online has been far more difficult with this new SOPA garbage. But if that’s the only thing I forgot, I can live with that :)

Only 1.5 more hours till attempted nap time! Maybe I’ll go explore Pintrest. That’ll eat up sometime.


1:30am - I give up

I would like to know why surfing the net and checking out my favorite websites eats up an endless amount of time when I should be studying. Yet, when I’m trying to kill time, nothing I do can make the hours pass any faster…

I’ve decided it might be fun to wander the airport and explore places that are typically off limits. I wonder what mischief I could get up to…

But then I realize how tired I am now, and how tired I will feel when I board my next flight if I don’t get some sleep STAT. Plus my laptop battery is dying and there is no convenient outlet in site.

I will leave you with these amazing forced perspective photos I found on pinterest. (It's kinda tiny - sorry. Not sure who the author is either).

Sweet dreams* May your sleep be far more comfortable and restful than mine will be. Cheers!

Spring Break & how watching TV is beneficial to my future career

Watch out!
Coming in for a crash landing as I re-enter the blogosphere! 

Where has the month gone? School and work have taken over my life. But after next week's midterm madness, it's break time. Just when I was thinking a Spring Break trip wasn't in my  future because of my limited budget, my lovely boyfriend had been looking up vacation packages and it looks like we'll be making our way down to the most magical place on earth this time next week! I won't say where, because I don't want to jinx it. But I will leave you with a hint:

As I mentioned, I have crazy midterms next week. The bain of every student's existence this time of year. Before I begin an endless cram session, I'm taking my Saturday morning to relax, blog and watch some mindless entertainment.

We now have cable at my apartment because my boyfriend was tired of listening to hockey games on he radio. I've intentionally lived without cable for the past three years. Whenever I visit home, watching cable television is a luxury. Now don't get me wrong, I do watch many television shows, but I stream them all online (which now seems down due to this new SOPA garbage). The reason I was living without cable is because I don't like wasting my time watching random television shows. And now here I am watching the Family Channel's Saturday morning Disney line up. Just like old times. Maybe it's because the line up has changed or maybe it's because I'm getting older, but the shows on Family are just not as enjoyable as I remember. However, there really isn't much else on TV this morning. I channel surfed for awhile (a terrible habit of mine that has taken action once again) and came across some horrible reality television. Now, I love reality TV as much as the next addict. Survivor is starting up next week (battle of the sexes edition!) and Celebrity Apprentice will be back in my life once again, but there are some shows that are just a waste of the air they're broadcasted on. For instance, Tori & Dean Home Sweet Hollywood and Kourtney & Khloe Take Miami. I watched both of these shows for a few minutes because I figured I should know how bad they are if I am to criticize their existence. But something dawned on me as I watched Tori Spelling prepare for her appearance on the show Fashion Police: as I listened to the show's producer brief Tori aout what they would like her to highlight on the show, this is IMC in action. That is, Integrated Marketing Communications. Fashion Police's producer was essentially explaining they key messages they wanted Tori to touch on for how they want to market their show. It was fascinating seeing behind the scenes and the subtle ways communication is utilized. So the moral of the story is that watching television is actually beneficial to my future career, provided I actively pay attention and think about what is being said and why (who are the adiences, what is their objective).