Accepted?!!?!
So I woke up today and stumbled upstairs to check my email, because I do so everyday. I think I must check my email like 20 times a day at least. There was a lovely letter sitting on my laptop addressed to me from the college I applied for, so I opened it. At first I was all confused because my guidance counsellor had told me they no longer mail people acceptance letters. Of course, it wasn’t an acceptance letter, but an invitation to go to the college for an open house on March 31st from 9am to 3pm. I was like all “sweet!” and then all like “DAMN THATS TODAY!”.
Luckily my lovely mother decided to put the errands she had to run today on hold and took me down to the open house. I think I’m in love with this frigging college. We arrived right on time to attend the Program Information Session for people interested in the Social Service Worker program. The Professor (I guess thats what she’s called in college?) is awesome! She made the course sound amazing, and she has a lot of character. She seemed really impressed at the fact that I have some 200 + community hours with a recreational group for developmentally handicapped adults, and told me I’d most definitely get a job after graduating with all my experience!
I got an amazing vibe from this school too, and the college has a lot of services so I won’t have any trouble from my medical disorder - well actually I might but the college is really understanding when it comes to that sort of thing and all the people I talked to had positive responses.
I had to ask about housing, but apparently theres a deadline and thats this Thursday, so the lady advised me to go to the admission office and see if I was accepted yet, because sometimes it takes a while for your acceptance to get to OCAS. And guess what ladies and gentlemen? I’ve been accepted upon completion of high school! Meaning I have to complete high school, which is what I was planning on doing anyway. On Monday it should be on the OCAS website and I will be able to accept the acceptance!
I really want to go to that college, even though its a pretty far drive. We still don’t know about the transportation - and I am going to research off-campus housing just in case, although I’m not completely positive I want to live so far away from home - and Nifty. My mom said that if Nifty’s half the guy he appears to be then he won’t be bothered at all by having to drive 40 + minutes to visit me, and I could always come home on weekends to see him. It will be hard, I have no doubt in my mind about that, but in the end it will be worth it. I know a lot of high school couples break up before one goes to college, but that won’t happen to us - unless he wants to, and he’s said he doesn’t. The thought has briefly crossed my mind but right away I dismissed it, because I don’t want to give up on something so great. I don’t think I’d be able to even cope if I didn’t have Nifty with me, he’s my rock. Even if your rock is further away then usual, its still your rock.
My mom said something about me speeding up the process of my license, and going to drivers education in order to cut off 30 odd days. As it stands now the closest date I can go for my G2 is October, and she thinks that if I went to drivers ed then I could cut off 30 days and get it in September. She also said that when I got my G2 I would get the car and she would look into getting a new car, because she wants one anyway. So I get a free car and the college of my first choice!! Well, my first applied choice anyway, since I never applied to the college my parents wanted me to go to.
So yay me! I’m going to college in the fall!*
*If I finish high school that is…
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5:40 pm |
Truth Time
Yesterday was pretty interesting. D’s bad mood seemed to increase with every passing hour, especially after she called for a cab and the cab didn’t show up at the time she wanted it to so she missed her bus. It was just A (one of the day staff), a member, myself and D at the office at this point, and D called and started bitching at them because “they were being rude to her on the phone and didn’t come on time even though she gave them half an hours warning”. The member that was with us was one of the members that gets really upset if people are angry. Luckily he didn’t seem to put two and two together. I guess because D was yelling over the phone. She kept swearing too and that really pissed both A and I off - considering we still had a member with us. Like I said yesterday, it doesn’t matter how angry you are, in this environment you have to watch your tone and word choice.
I ended up waiting outside the building for half an hour for Nifty because they were late finishing up on catalogs. I didn’t mind because it wasn’t too cold out - thankfully warmer weather has arrived! I did wish for my sun glasses though, the sun was bright. After they picked me up, we went to pick up Nifty’s paycheck and then he took me to see Wild Hogs. It was really funny, I liked it a lot. Then we went back to his house and hung out until his dad was finished watching his favourite TV show. They drove me home at eleven and we got to my house for 12, so no one was awake when I got in.
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11:37 am |
As of Late
The person who took over for NB - my new boss - is pretty nice, although since he started yesterday it may be a little too early to tell. So far so good. Yesterday was a pretty awesome day because D had an in class and I had a break from being annoyed. Today she’s back to being her bitchy self, this time because she’s sick. Well I’m sick too. I don’t freak out every time a member is louder then usual. One of the things that’s really annoying me right now is how she keeps swearing. For starters, this is supposed to be a friendly atmosphere. D’s swearing because it’s too loud and hurting her head is ridiculous. And rude. And disrespectful.
But enough about that. I was talking to Avitable about some problems I was having with a friend. He said what started the argument doesn’t matter, its how said friend reacted to it. So I wanted to be prom queen, and even if the idea is stupid because “I’m not popular” or “I don’t deserve it”, said friend should have had my back. Or at least responded in a way that didn’t hurt my feelings or my ego. But whatever. Another thing that was said is how I’m always talking about how Nifty makes me feel happy. Well he does, he does things to make me happy and I mention them because he did them. And because it made me happy. I see Nifty often because, again, I’m just down the street from him after co-oping everyday.
But enough about that too. I’m trying to go for having a good day. Not a bad one. I don’t want to think about everything that’s bothering me. Instead I want to focus on the stuff that makes me happy. Like last night haha. Nifty and I decided to take his two younger sisters to McDonalds for Ice Cream Sundaes. The 9 year old wanted to go to the playroom and the 4 year old was apprehensive about it but finally went in after I offered to go with her. I find it slightly pathetic (on my part) that I can still fit pretty well in the play room. Although I did get stuck on the slide, and whack my head off one of the archways. Nifty couldn’t even get through the first cubby hole thing. He was too tall and his shoulders were too broad.
I’m supposed to go over again tonight. I’m not sure what we’re going to do but I’m sure it will be fun. Because we make it fun. You have to make your own fun, or life will be boring. And although I don’t have a lot of energy left, Nifty’s down with just watching a movie or cuddling on the couch.
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11:01 am |
I Don’t Need This.
So JD and I are in yet another “disagreement”. It’s over something stupid, no doubt, but whatever. I jokingly texted her last night and said “You should nominate me for prom queen!” and she replied with basically “no I’m voting for someone popular.” I found that really offensive, coming from someone who’s supposed to be my best friend. Someone who bitches every time yearbooks come out that the popular girls get everything and they shouldn’t, but then she’s going to turn around and nominate a popular girl? Uh okay then. And then she said that “you and I both know prom queen is for someone popular.” What is that bullshit? Why does prom queen have to go to someone really popular? I’m no loser. Ya, I’m not at school this term but I’ve gone to my high school for 4 years now, I’ve attended every gathering I could and I’m friendly to people. But I’m just not popular enough for my best friend? Whatever.
She’s also pissy because I don’t want to hang around the mall and do nothing tomorrow night, and I also can’t afford to go laser tagging. Ya, I know it was my idea, but I didn’t know Nifty would be tight for cash and he had offered to pay for me. Now though he has to get his car fixed before he can get his G2, so there goes all pay checks. I suggested just chilling at my house and playing pool because I thought it was just going to be Nifty, Birdman, JD and I, but then I found out that more people were coming and my parents aren’t in the best of moods right now.
And after last night, neither am I. Josephine’s attitude gets worse with every passing day. She’ll do something to get in trouble - like treating everyone like shit, especially my parents - and then feel like the victim. She’s always the victim. She can’t get grounded because then she feels like we all hate her and want her dead or something. This isn’t normal teenage hormones, its worse. I have normal teenage hormones. Last night was sort of the breaking point for everyone. We picked Jo up from volleyball and she was instantly bitching about us not being there exactly at 10 to pick her up - she was acting as if my dad was simply her driver and must be told off for not being there at the correct time and making her wait. I pointed out to my parents that just that morning I had been short with them and gotten yelled at, and here she is bitching like they’re her employees and not getting in trouble. Jo told me to shut the fuck up and hit me. Screaming, hitting, and harsh words followed after my mom told her off for hitting me.
And today Jo is acting completely wronged and bitchy about everything. So I really don’t need JD attacking me via text messaging.
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9:33 am |
It’s Complicated
So D was bitchy again today. She told me she hated it when I spoke to her like I was her boss. All I did was say “I don’t think you should be on facebook/myspace/email all day,” because I was getting sick of it. We aren’t supposed to be on anything personal. I only break that rule on lunch break, or if I’m doing a mindless task that doesn’t involve my full, undivided attention. And I accomplish things during the day. She doesn’t.
She kept freaking out on the computers and her cell phone and swearing. Another thing we’re supposed to not do is swear, obviously if we’re surrounded by developmentally handicapped people. We don’t want them bringing home words they could get in trouble hearing. Plus it annoys me when people freak out for no reason on material objects. It’s your own fault if something isn’t working properly, so don’t blame it on the computer and call it stupid.
But when it isn’t work related D and I get along pretty good. She bought me McDonalds today, and she’s fun when Sunrise isn’t involved in the picture. But I really don’t like working with her, because like I said she’s rather lazy. Lazy people annoy me.
NB stopped by the office today briefly. We didn’t really talk though because she was busy talking with one of the day program staff - who was probably bitching about OB. OB has already made a lot of changes now that NB’s gone - the whole office thing was her idea, and organizing all the office supplies in the board room was also her idea. That’s a hell of a lot of changes for just a day.
And I really hate cell phone companies. My cell was canceled today, and then put back online with free unlimited local calls. Meaning Nifty can call me and it won’t cost me anything. However, the jerk has yet to do that. Although he said he would call me this morning (but I guess I didn’t get it because my cell was cut off?). I really want to talk to him. I’m feeling some what anxious. It brings back stupid memories of Skid Head (ex-boyfriend) always saying he’d call me and then purposely never doing it, and then when I called Skid Head would get his siblings to say he was out. I clearly don’t care if Skid Head did it, but this is Nifty - whom I really care about. I know he probably isn’t doing it intentionally and is probably out with his friends…but still.
Teenage hormones suck.
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5:28 pm |
Toxic Office
So today was Niki’s first official day off. Luckily though, my worst fears (of me having to do everything recreational related because lately D has been a useless tit) won’t come true because they have hired someone to take over, and he’ll be starting either tomorrow or Wednesday. Bonus; Niki’s old office is now the Co-op Student/Summer Student office. Meaning D and I get it during the day. Silly D; she demanded Niki’s old desk (since it’s huge and we didn’t feel like moving it) and seemed all happy about it; until I told her that the slow volunteer computer was going to sit on that desk and I would be getting the faster Day Program computer (that they don’t want or need anymore) and the crappy desk. But the main thing is I get the better computer. Because D was so quick to demand the better desk.
I’m slightly concerned that on day one, OB has already started making changes (the whole office thing was her idea) but I like this idea. That means D and I get out of the board room and I’ll actually be able to finish work without her whinning about checking her email and messages. The new guy will share an office with OB, poor soul.
And I have to share an office with D. Poor me. Today she was so frigging annoying and bitchy. I get so frustrated because everytime I look she’s sitting on her ass doing nothing while I’m working my ass off. Its frustrating, she can’t even do one little thing and if I ask her to do something she gets all bitchy and tells me to stop bossing her around, so today I said “Well maybe if you actually did something for once, I wouldn’t have to tell you what to do!”. It’s really getting tense in the office, and I hate it. I can’t work with D everyday because she doesn’t do anything but talk about who she’s screwing or who she wants to screw.
The annoying thing is no matter how hard I work, I always get screwed over in one aspect. I never get praise for doing all the work. It’s “try to work harder with D”. Um, its hard to work with someone who doesn’t do shit all! My idea of a productive day doesn’t include of adding 4 more friends to my facebook and commenting 20 people about what I did that weekend, it includes finishing the tasks at hand. But its hard to stay on task when D keeps chattering about what a dick her ex boyfriend is and hogging the computer to check myspace every ten minutes. She said today that “I’m always on it and she should get more turns”. I wanted to smack her and yell at her and say “HELLO, I DO WORK. YOU DO SHIT ALL!” but I didn’t. Because she makes me lunch. I may be a useless tit in the kitchen, but she’s useless as a teammate. Except for making me lunch.
I’m so bloody stressed out. I just want to graduate high school and get on with my life. And get away from the toxic people.
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6:57 pm |
Driven
So last night my dad took me out to dinner at the restaurant my sisters work at before he drove me to Nifty’s for the night. It was a nice dinner, but I couldn’t eat it all. Lately my appetite has been a little off. I’m not sure why, I’ll feel hungry but after a few bites I’ll be really full. I guess my eyes are bigger then my stomach.
I had a good time relaxing at Nifty’s, we watched Eragon; which wasn’t an entirely good movie. My favourite part was when the dragon was a baby, because it was cute. After that it got really lame…I think the book would be much better then the movie was.
Nifty drove me home again - I’m anxious for him to get his G2. Then I can finally sit in the front seat because his dad won’t need to go with us every time Nifty drives somewhere! And we could actually go more places!
I’m not looking forward to co-op tomorrow. I don’t want my weekend to end just yet. I need another day of rest before I go back. I have a feeling I’ll be doing a lot more work because NB won’t be there and they haven’t hired a replacement for her, which means I have to take on more responsibility. And OB might just decide to go on a power trip - luckily A (one of the cool day staff) was appointed our temp. boss, I might just go more insane if OB was in charge.
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3:56 pm |
Never There
How come whenever you really need to talk to someone, just to talk to them and hear there voice, they aren’t there? No voice of reassurance telling you what your doing is the right thing. No voice of involvement or acknowledgment. Just silence.
Lately the only person I spend time with is Nifty. I try to make plans with my friends but I’m too boring; I don’t like getting drunk every weekend. I don’t have the energy after co-oping every day to go out. I just want to sit at home and read a book, or watch a movie. Nifty’s good for this because he likes just relaxing. But I still miss having someone to talk to about the insecurities I’m feeling, even if they’re stupid. I can’t really burden Nifty with them because they are usually about whether or not he really cares, and having me doubt hurts him. So I miss the involvement.
My sisters all seemed too wrapped up in their own lives to worry about my little problems, and thats understandable. I don’t hold anything against anyone for being caught up in life. My best friend seems far away, even though she lives closer to me then Nifty. The girl I co-op with, who always talks about her problems in life, doesn’t seem to really want to listen to me talk. We’ve been arguing a lot lately because she gets on my nerves. She whines a lot and doesn’t do a lot of work. She’s always in a bitchy mood and complaining about something, and that puts me in a bitchy mood. Yesterday she got all pissed at me because I asked her why she was in a bitchy mood, although I think it has something to do with the fact that I invited SF and NB over before they leave to play pool and Cranium with Nifty and I and I didn’t invite her. I didn’t invite her because Nifty doesn’t like her, and its a couple thing, and I don’t really like her around Nifty. She flirts with him, even though she says she doesn’t. And she gets on my nerves with her constant bitching and complaining. If she came, all she would do is bitch about the fact that she’s all alone.
So I feel lonely, because other then Nifty I don’t have anyone to relate too. I don’t have anyone to hang out with that I can just relax with and forget about everything bugging me. I miss my cousin because I’m closer to her then I am my sisters, and hanging out with her is always fun. I don’t feel close to anyone anymore, and it sucks.
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1:16 pm |
Applied
So I finally made a decision. I’ve decided to apply for the Social Service Worker course at a college North of where I live. It wasn’t the college I had intended to go, but it still had openings and in my opinion a cooler course to take instead of Child and Youth Worker. With the Child and Youth Worker course, I’d only be able to work with children. With the Social Service Worker, I’d be able to work with both adults and children. It even gives you a list of places that hire Social Service Workers; Kinark being one of them.
I decided against Journalism because I don’t think I could be limited in my writing. Meaning I wouldn’t be able to “stick to the code” of newspaper writings. I like writing what I want on my own time, as a Journalist I’d have to answer to someone else and write what they want me to write. Not as cool as I thought.
If I don’t get accepted, then my plan is to get a job at one of the on-call centres and get paid like 14 bucks an hour to answer phones and tell people stuff that I’m told to tell them. Then I can save up for a car and apply for college in the September 2008 school year at the college that my parents had originally wanted to go for the Human Services Counselor (which is the same thing as the Social Service Worker).
Good plan eh? What wasn’t a good plan was crawling into NB’s office through the window joining her office to OB’s office because I couldn’t find the keys just to use her computer and the phone. Now I can’t get out. I’m locked in and I really have to pee. But at least I got the computer, a faster computer, and filled out those college applications - and that was pretty easy. NB comes in at 11, so I’ll be saved then.
Today will be my slacking day, seeing as I haven’t taken one in a while. I usually do most of the work, so today the roles will be switched. Facebook and myspace, here I come!
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9:54 am |
Easily Aggravated
I’ve been getting little sleep lately, and I’m cranky. I’m especially cranky today because my sister barged into my room this morning at like 7am looking for her pants which I must have because take all her stuff. Then B1 (my 18 year old sister; stands for “bitch 1″) and B2 (my 14 year old sister; which stands for “bitch 2″) teamed up on me, because although I’m hardly ever home, I take all their stuff.
After I had showered and started getting ready, to my annoyance I found my green eyeshadow was missing. Where was it? B2’s room. I’ve told B2 a millon times not to touch my makeup, as I’m currently unemployed and unable to replace it.
B1 has also been telling me that she’s going to burn a CD using my laptop, even though she broke our last computer - which is still pretty damn new - from downloading all her music. So B1 tells me she’s going to use my shit, still keeping that bitchy demeanour about her and telling me that I think I’m so high and mighty. I am high and mighty, get over it. I’m not the only one in the world who thinks that, and it’s insanely hypocritical coming from B1 - who thinks she walks on water and that means she can use my laptop at her own expense. Uh no. Its the one thing in this house that is really, solidly and completely mine. They get in trouble for touching it because they broke my last two. This is mine. Maybe if I say it enough times it will get through their thick sculls - although B2 isn’t bad when it comes to that, she knows its mine. I’ve only had to tell her once.
Co-op is frustrating because D has lately been getting on my nerves more and more because of the way she speaks to me. I hate it when people are bitchy to me, and I actually can stick up for myself in this case. And that just pisses her off and then she says “Well you talk all bitchy to me too!”. She doesn’t get that if I’m dumped on by her then I’ll be just as bitchy back. Why should I let her walk all over me? She isn’t my boss. Nor does she really do anything I should respect her for, and the funniest thing ever was a question she asked me today when she was doing an assignment for co-op, which was “What do you do if a co-worker steals hears your idea and goes and tells your supervisor about it and then your supervisor thinks it was all their idea?” Uh, hello, you did almost the same thing!
OB told me about her side business, Undercover Wear. It’s sickenly amusing picturing her trying to sell sex toys. I took a peak at the online brochure though, and I must say they sell some lovely lingerie. Still though, I’d never buy it from her. That’s just weird.
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7:13 pm |
