Happy 4:20!!
I used to be a part of a junior bowling league when I was like 5, and let me tell you I hated it. The bowling ally was so lame and boring, and there was only like 4 lanes. It was in the basement of the local “town hall” and the other kids on the bowling league were all snobby prissy bitches and I hated them.
Anyway, today I went bowling with Day Program, and had so much fun! Ya, I got the third lowest score but still it was a really fun day. The bowling ally was huge and there was an indoor go cart racing track (but it was 15 bucks…so no), a bar, an arcade, and get this - a computer kept track of your score! When I was on that junior bowling league, we had to do it by hand! And if you bowl at that stupid place, you still do!!
We took some really cool pictures, which I hope to put up as soon as I get them from JaM (one of the full time Day Program staff). So I got 7 hours today and all I did was bowl and have fun with the members, it was awesome. Except D kept really pissing me off. At one point, ABean, JaM and I took a picture together and the second it was finished D started whining about how we didn’t invite her in the picture. Like what the hell right? How lame is that. I hate how she always invites herself to things. Like ABean and I had an idea to go to the Fall Out Boy concert in May, and we invited JaM and a few other people but since none of us really like how D’s been acting lately (and we know she wouldn’t pay for herself anyway) we sort of avoided asking her. But in the end she just invited herself along anyway. So now my night just might be ruined becasue she drives me insane as she’s alway stands so close to me.
And I know I’ve spoken about how I like my space, right? Well today D was all up in my space, she kept pulling on my braids because they were “cute”, standing super close to me and at one point, she even slapped my ass. Uh yeah. The members don’t even do that, so why does she think she can? At Wednesday’s co-op seminar, we learned that any kind of unwanted attention was harassment. So I just might sue her for harassing me, just kidding. But honestly why can’t she get that I’m not a huggy-huggy, touchy-touchy person? Unless its with Nifty, but he’s my boyfriend. So no duh.
Speaking of Nifty, I got to visit with him for an hour or so after co-op because my parents went to the basement apartment to give the landlords the first and last rent so I could get the room I wanted and they couldn’t pick me up right away. We went to Beeman’s house so they could “jam” and Nifty and I ended up leaving for a bit because I felt so sick. It must have been the nachos I had at the bowling ally. Plus my mom was mad we weren’t at Nifty’s house because she didn’t want to waste time looking for Beeman’s house, so we waited out side a store for her.
And Stephanie texted me a while ago saying “it looks great :-D” which I think means she’s going to take the other room and be my roommate. So that’s so kick ass! We definitely need to have a moving away from home party for me, and give me lots of stuff for the apartment, kay Karen? The lovely Karen has already done her part and sent me a webcam for my birthday, so yay baby yay. Now I can cyber with Nifty. JUST KIDDING KAREN! Haha lmao I’m not JD and besides I perfer real opposed to internet sex 
Internet sex is kind of weird..no offense to those of you who do it.
And I can’t forget my interview is this Monday. I have to admit I’ve gotten my hopes up about Summer Student, because so many people have told me I’m going to get it no problem. If the people who are doing the hiring are telling me I’m going to get it, then I most definitely should, right? God I’ll feel so stupid though if I don’t actually get it.
But anyway, Happy Birthday to all you lovely people who were born on this day (except Hitler). Now since its 4:20 I’m gonna go smoke a bowl. And when I say that, I mean light a fire under a bowl and watch it smoke, because drugs aren’t cool kiddies.
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8:00 pm |
So Much More Drama
I need a break from all the drama going on at co-op, but despite that, I’m pretty happy. Things seem to be going my way; I’m working hard to get what I want and so far nothing has suceeded to discourage me from my plans. Yet anyway. My dad keeps warning me not to be so happy about everything, but I can’t help it. Usually things don’t go right in my life - in fact, I didn’t think the amount of stuff I do at co-op would be noticed but all the people there noticed and I have like 5 people who are going to recommend me for the Summer Student position.
I can’t wait for Monday, I just want to get it over with. Although everyone keeps telling me that I’m going to get it, there is still a nagging doubt. I’m trying not to get my hopes up about it. I don’t want to feel that disappointment again, I hate it. You know, that worthless feeling you get after you worked really hard for something and didn’t get it because you weren’t good enough? Ya. That would put a damper on my good spirits.
There was a lot of drama at the office today. D got her assessment from ABean (our new supervisor) and she wasn’t happy with her marks. ABean - I felt anyway - was being pretty honest in it. Yes, she may have answered a few questions that D’s teacher was supposed to but she was completely honest about D not pulling her weight and being late all the time, and the freak outs on public transit practically every day. So for the better part of the morning, D complained about how it was completely unfair because she does do work etc (even though I don’t see her doing anything) and then she called her teacher about it. So now ABean has to talk to D’s teacher about it.
D thought it was completely unfair that ABean said she didn’t do hardly any work on her assessment, but she spent the entire day on facebook, myspace, hotmail, and sleeping on the chair in our office for the second half of the day. She wrote down on our time sheets that she worked 7.5 hours, so I appoarched her about it. “If I came in, went on facebook all day and slept, would you not be mad if I said I worked for 7.5 hours when in reality I didn’t work at all and you had to do everything, wouldn’t you be mad at me if I wrote down those hours when I didn’t deserve it?” was what I said, and she got really mad at me and stormed out of the office. I appoarched her in a friendly way, and I wasn’t meaning to be rude about it, I just wanted it said.
The whole fact that I’ve been doing everything for all this time has been weighing on my mind and driving me insane, but telling her and trying to get her to see my point of view didn’t work. She acts like everyone is against her, hell if I got an assessment that said I needed to improve on certain things then I would. And I did improve on the stuff I didn’t get perfect on, and thats why I’m doing really good. Because I improved.
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8:41 pm |
Safety Back
Today I got a break from the SYG office and went on a field trip with my co-op class for an IAPA presentation at the convention centre about safety. I thought it was going to be totally lame - because usually they are - but this one wasn’t so bad. It did get me thinking; not about myself, because I question everything - but about my boyfriend, who has a really strong work ethic and if he gets hurt then he doesn’t report it because he doesn’t want to look like a baby. Of course, these injuries are just little burns or cuts, but I still think it should be reported. Nifty also had an incident with a cleaner that they were using at his work, and it gave him a rash. A couple of his co-workers all got rashes too, and I don’t think anyone asked about it. So next time I get him on the phone for longer then 2 minutes then I will demand that he reports it, even if it was months ago. That stuff can still be in his system. So I’m worried about him now.
The presentation lasted until noon and then we went to a mall for lunch and to do a bit of shopping. Yes, our teachers took us to a mall. It was pretty sweet. I didn’t buy anything except for food, but there are a lot of cool stores and I want to go back because I saw like 20 tops and jeans that I liked in various stores. I hung around with a girl I used to be tight with in grades 6 and below, and it was pretty sweet catching up. She asked why I wasn’t hanging out with the people I used to hang out with and I explained that we just seem to be on different pages now; I’m focused on getting my high school diploma, going to college, getting my degree and graduating. They all are focused on partying and hanging out with each other and just goofing off, which is good and I have nothing against that - I just don’t have time for it. I would love to make time for them, but when I’m invited some where its kind of like an after thought thing. Like it doesn’t matter one way or another to them if I go or not.
I seem to be having a lot of trouble relating to all my old friends. I don’t know why, and I do try. It’s not like I just let it happen. I make phone calls and try to get things back to the way they were, but I shouldn’t have to work really hard at friendships. They should just be there. So thats why I’m not completely giving it 100%, because I shouldn’t have to. My friends need to understand that I’m busy, that I’m working, and that I’m not a partier. I have nothing against them partying, or having a lot of time to hang out.
And I’ve decided I’m not going to the club night tomorrow, because Nifty has a day off and he really wants to see me. I got double time for this field trip, so I figure why not? I haven’t had a night with Nifty in a long time, so we need this. Nifty is like a breath of fresh air after being locked in a small box for a while, so it should be fun. I can’t wait to see him, I miss him a lot - especially after yesterdays surprise visit!
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5:36 pm |
A Break
Tomorrow I get to go on a field trip with my co-op class, so I get a break from being the one who does practically everything. I’m still hoping that will change, but I’m holding my breath. D always gets her back up if I ask her to do something. Like today for instance, she came in late and went directly on facebook and was on facebook for 3 hours straight. Finially I said “Hey D, are you gonna actually do something today other then be on facebook?” and she got all mad but exited facebook and went on hotmail.
New Guy asked us what we were doing shortly after I said that, and I told him what I was doing (which was rough drafts for a fundraiser and researching some websites for the resource binder) and all D could say was “I don’t have anything to do.” She had only been there for three hours, and could have asked for something to do at any time during those three hours, but she was too busy on facebook.
New Guy also is starting interviews for summer student, mine is on Monday at 4pm. Wish me luck everyone! I so need this job! $10.50 an hour, 8 hours a day 5 days a week will barely give me enough money to buy my own groceries and pay for my own phone line - which I’m not even sure if I’m having now. My dad thinks its pretty stupid to spend nearly 100 bucks on setting it up only to deactivate it in 7 months. But if I don’t get to talk to Nifty on a regular basis, then I’ll freak. Then he’ll freak.
Speaking of Nifty, guess what happened today? I was sitting in the office researching resource websites and I heard the office door open and I turned around to tell whoever it was to close it so I could stay warm and Nifty was standing in the doorway! He was soaked from the rain and smiling. He said he really missed me and had to see me, so he cut the second half of the day to start walking to my co-op. He held me for a solid 2 minutes but then he had to leave because he wanted to get home at the same time he would if he had stayed at school and he also had to work at 4 and didn’t have his clothes. But it was the sweetest thing he’s ever done! Walk all the way in the pouring rain to see me for only 2 minutes, thats an hour walk there and back and he fully knew he wouldn’t be able to stay long. Isn’t that sweet? I know, its rather corny - like some plot in a cheesy 50s movie or something - but still, it made my day.
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10:37 pm |
Plans
Not much has gone on today, on this lazy Saturday. Yesterday I slept over at Nifty’s house and we rented Black Christmas, quite possibly the worst “horror” movie I’ve ever seen. We turned it off, and then checked TV On Demand for something better. Mr. and Mrs. Smith was amazing after Black Christmas.
For some reason, we decided to pull an all nighter, even though we were both exhaused from a solid week of working. I know I didn’t work after co-op but he called me at midnight every night for an hour long chat.
Yesterday Nifty let me drive his car around the block. Don’t worry, his dad was in the car. I thought I did alright but according to Nifty, “I’m not ready to the road.” Whatever. I’m not the one who put the car in park while still driving, haha.
I got off the phone with my Granny about an hour ago, I called her because I was really bored and she had called earlier before I got home from Nifty’s. We talked about my plans for fall and how I was researching an affordable long distance unlimited phone plan so I could call home and Nifty whenever I wanted without worrying because I’d pay one solid amount a month. She told me I probably couldn’t afford to call Nifty every night, and that I’d have to put my foot down. Theres no way I’m going to cut off our daily phone conversations as well as see him less, thats not fair. I’ll miss him so much more if I don’t even get to talk to him. Does anyone have any ideas for a decent unlimited calls in Canada phone plan?
I’ve checked out Vonage’s Premium Unlimited Plan and it seems pretty reasonable. Unlimited local and long distance calls to anywhere in Canada, the U.S, Puerto Rico, and European countries and it includes features like voicemail plus, call waiting, 3-way calling, caller ID with name, and in-network calls for $39.99 a month. The installation fee is $99.97 and that includes the first month of service. Not bad, right? I think? I like that one best because it’s unlimited and I wouldn’t rack up the cost on extra minutes. But it also offers a Basic 500 Plan, $19.99 a month for unlimited incoming calls, 500 minutes (8.3 hours - thanks Avi lol) of long distance anywhere in Canada, the US, and those other places and if I went over that its 4.9 cents each additional minute. You get all the same features as the first plan I looked at and it’s only $39.99 in start up costs including the first months service, but having a limit makes me nervous. Although I guess I’d have to be crazy to use up my 8.3 hours in 4 days huh? As I’ll be home Friday night and go back up Monday morning…
Bell offers shit all (that I could see anyway) and the service we’re on, Primus Canada, offers unlimited calling in Canada for only $19.95 a month but it isn’t offered out where I’ll be moving, so I can’t get that.
So, that said, anyone have any suggestions?
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9:08 pm |
Almost Official
So last night I went to check out that apartment near my future school. It was really nice and the man and woman who own the house are very nice. The kitchen wasn’t really something to die over, but thats okay - I didn’t expect it to be something out of a Martha Stewart Living magazine. The bedrooms were really nice, and they come with a bed, wardrobe, and desk. I asked if I could put a claim on the bigger room, and they said I could. So I did
My friend Stephanie is going to look at it on Friday, but she’s basically already sold because I’ll be living there. She had that same insecurities I had about rooming with someone you didn’t know. Plus it is cheaper then residence, which was what she was looking at. And she’d only have to share a bathroom, kitchen, and living area with one person - me - instead of five.
So I get to live in a really nice basement apartment with a girl I went to public school with. How can it get any sweater? Gwen and Alan said that I could have visitors just not over night visitors, so Nifty could come visit me but he wouldn’t be able to stay the night because they have a very impressionable 15 year old daughter and they don’t want her getting any ideas, which is understandable.
I’m excited, scared, and worried all rolled into one. I’m excited that I’ll be on my own, but I know it will be hard on Nifty - and me too. I’ll miss him more then he’ll miss me because he’ll still have all his friends to hang out with. I’ll only have Stephanie, and if she doesn’t end up getting the apartment then I won’t have anyone really.
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10:28 am |
Daddy’s Little Girl
Making the decision I’ve been fighting about with myself was difficult. To live at home, free of rent and food expenses and commute 80 minutes to an hour each day to college, or to get an apartment closer to campus?
It was hard deciding. It was an internal war of conflicting interests; my body would burn out long before I finished college if I had to drive every day, but its an added expense that could be avoided if I drove.
It was made harder still knowing that my parents both didn’t want me even considering moving closer to the campus. Especially my dad. Today he said “You’re my little girl, I don’t want you going off to college.” He thinks I’m too young. I’ve always been daddy’s little girl, and he’s over protective of me because he doesn’t want to see me hurt. He’s not ready to accept the fact that I’m growing up, and moving out - even if its just for 8 months - proves that I’m not a little girl anymore.
But I guess we’ve decided its the best opinion for me. I emailed the Housing Officer and she recommended a friend of hers and I’m going tomorrow with my parents to look at the apartment. The lady sounds really nice, and so does the place. I’d have my own lock for my room, but share the living space and kitchen with another female student. We’d share the basement apartment and upstairs would be the family we’re renting from. I’m nervous that I won’t like my roommate, but I can deal with not liking her.
Nifty isn’t going to be happy, especially since the lady mentioned we wouldn’t be aloud to have “overnight guests” - which means boyfriends spending the night. I’m sure she’d bend to having a girl friend sleep over, but she has a young daughter and probably doesn’t want us putting ideas into her head. But I’d be home weekends for sure, and I better be seeing him.
I’m terrified we’re going to drift apart. I’m going to see if my parents would let me get my own phone line with unlimited calls anywhere in Canada - then I could call home and Neil as often as possible. I know I’d miss home, and him, so I’m hoping they say yes.
Now for my birthday, I’m just going to ask family if they could buy me a telephone and new bed sheets. Heh.
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6:14 pm |
Stressed Out Yet Again
If you feel like helping out a confused soul (myself), then click here. It would be really pointless for me to type out everything on my mind again on this blog, and since it relates more to stuff I talk about on that blog, I wrote it there.
Don’t worry though, you didn’t come here in vain. I’ve still got stuff to bitch about! But when do I not, eh?
I’m being pushed close to my limit by D. Heres what happened today at co-op; I was there early, she was there late. I went straight to working the moment I got there, even though I’m not insured to start until 9am (and I got there at 8:30). Then I ran errands with OB (the Office Bitch), whom I’m actually starting to like - probably because she compliments me a lot and told me she was going to put a good word in for me about Summer Student - while D stayed back at the office and did what? Probably nothing. Ok, she said she was working on projects from school…so I guess she did do something, even though it didn’t have anything to do with the stuff that we have piled on our - or should I say my - plate.
D had her moms van, so we went out for lunch - her treat, for once. Usually I pay for everything, or someone else has to pay. She owes NB probably 20 bucks and she already owes the guy who took over for NB some money for the pizza she helped devour at the last club night. Anyway, we decided to run around her school because Nifty goes to the same one and I wanted to say hi. He wasn’t there though, and when we were pulling out of the school we saw him heading back from his lunch break so I did get to see him for like a second.
When we came back, we ate lunch with the members and then I went back to working. The job I did today is awesome because OB put me in charge of controlling Limewire (ya I know its bad for the computer, spare me…I’m being good and getting rid of all the bad stuff) because I want to make a bunch of theme CDs for all the dances we have. D got her nose all out of joint because she wanted to download a bunch of songs and I told her she couldn’t and then explained why. Because I’m in charge of that computer. If anything happens to it, then its my fault. So she can’t touch it. Fair enough explanation right? According to D, no.
About half way through the second half of the day, New Guy (thats what I’ve decided to call the New Guy, creative huh?) asked if we could help him put a volunteer board together to attract the attention of people at the youth fair we’re going to soon. I stopped everything I was doing because it was a direct instruction - and trust me, I was doing a hell of a lot more then D, who was on MSN and trying to find out where an apartment she wanted to go check out was. Shortly after, New Guy pointed out an error I had made on the contact email (I forgot the “n” out of “sunrise”, how dumb was that?) so I asked D if - since she was on the computer already - she could quickly type it up. I came back 10 minutes later and she was still looking up the address and talking to people on MSN, and WordPerfect wasn’t even opened. I went to the other computer and typed a fresh, corrected one up in half a minute and had it printed off. Then guess what? D has the nerve to get all mad at me.
“I thought you wanted me to do that.” she said and gave me a really dirty look. I told her that ya, I did want her to do it - ten minutes ago when I asked. Then she explained that she was looking for it on the computer, meanwhile WordPerfect had not been open at all when I came in the room or even then as we had this rather bitchy discussion.
Then she started complaining that she might as well go back to school because no one comes to her and asks her to do stuff and I seem to be the go to person and all she does is sit on the computer. I, being the helpful person I am, explained (rather bitchy, I must say) that in order for people to respect you in the working buisness, you have to get up off your ass, do stuff that needs to be done, take initiative and actually do something. I think my advice was unwanted though, because she mumbled something rude under her breath and then wouldn’t repeat it so I could hear it. At that point I just left the office with the finished product of a two sentance print out with SYG contact information and went to help New Guy with the board.
Guys, I seriously don’t know how much more of D I can stand. We get along just fine when we’re not in the office or at any events, but when we are - which is most of the time - I can’t stand her. She’s lazy, a slacker, and complains about everything. If something goes wrong, she blames everyone but herself - even if it went wrong because she was doing it. A computer doesn’t make the decision to delete everything off a page, she does. So swearing at it and hitting it won’t make it fix the problem, clicking “undo” will fix the problem. Gah. Why are people such idiots?
Psst guys, don’t forget to help me out here!
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7:38 pm |
Boot Scootin’ Boogie
Even though today was Easter Monday, I went in to co-op to bank up extra hours. Every day that the office is open, even if I have a scheduled P.A day, I go in. D claims that she can’t get hours for holidays, and Nifty says thats bull shit because his friend did 4 period co-op and was able to get extra hours if he wanted them. SF and NB came in to drop off one of the members they are taking care of this week and SF couldn’t help but laugh when he asked where D was and I said that she wasn’t coming in. I can’t help but laugh. Doesn’t D realize that she’s not going to graduate if she continues to act this way?
Still though, co-op was pretty sweet. Nifty came down to visit me because I bitched at him non stop too haha. He did call me at 12 am and told me he would come visit me at co-op because he had a day off school and really missed me, but when I called him he wasn’t out of bed and I really wanted to see him so I whined and then he came down hehe. I’m good. He’s at work until 11 so I can expect another late night call.
I downloaded Limewire onto one of the SYG computers today because we need to make a bunch of new CDs. All the CDs SYG owns are worse for the wear and skip everytime you try to play them; and I wanted to make themed CDs, like I’m planning a Barn Dance in May and I need a bunch of country songs that you can dance too. Any suggestions? I’ve already got Boot Scootin’ Boogie by Brooks and Dunn, and the rest of the songs I have you can’t really dance to. I might uninstall it though if Soulseek works better (my lovely cousin Karen is testing it out for me). But we have to wait and see!! Still though, give me any and all suggestions for line dancing country songs!
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9:54 pm |
Whatever Comes Out
Thinking of titles is getting harder every time. Is anyone else noticing that? Maybe I’m just not feeling so creative anymore. Or maybe I’m having so much trouble this time around because I don’t actually know what I’m really going to blog about. Just whatever comes out I guess. Whatever I feel like saying, or blogging.
Easter dinner went pretty well. It was a lot quieter with B2 (younger sister) at work - as several people pointed out. And it was also a little strange for me, because Kate and Shannon both had their boyfriends there and Nifty was working so I was sort of the odd man out. But thats okay because my dad surprised me by giving me a present! Its called a Q-Ray Bracelet and my dad got it because its supposed to help with balancing the negitive and positive energy forces in your body. He thinks it will help in some way with my medical disorder. I’m not entirely sure that a bracelet can do all that, but its cute and elegant and worth the try. But I have to wait to try it because we aren’t entirely sure if it fits right; I have a lot of trouble getting it on and off, but that might just be because of my fat, bone riddled wrists.
Nifty called me from work tonight, because he was going out with a guy from work and just wanted to apologize for not calling earlier. He got caught up in the Easter business at home and then had to go to work, so he didn’t have time. He said that he missed me and that I should come over Monday to Tuesday because he doesn’t want to wait until Wednesday to see me. Then he said he would call me when he gets in - which is probably going to be around 12. This annoyed me, because I was planning on going to bed early but I can’t now. Even if I told him not to bother, I still wouldn’t be able to sleep because I would worry about him and if he was out doing something stupid. “Driving around” with a friend from work doesn’t leave the best feelings of comfort with a girl.
So I’m a wee bit annoyed at him, because I miss him and he’s making me worry a little about where he is and what he’s doing. I’m also annoyed at my cousin. No, not Karen, my other cousin who is my age. I said Happy Easter to her on MSN and she didn’t say anything back at all. We used to be inseperatable, but now she barely talks to me except for a couple months ago when she Myspace messaged me saying how I was so brave and amazing and that if I ever needed anything she was always there to talk to and stuff (she had just finished reading my other blog I guess). Funny how every time I try talking to her on MSN or leaving her Myspace comments I never get a reply.
I’m also annoyed with D. She told me on MSN tonight that she wouldn’t be coming in tomorrow because “its a holiday and she won’t get hours anyway”. What D needs to do is talk to her teacher about some how making up all the hours she’s missed, or she’s going to fail. She keeps saying how she isn’t aloud to get hours for PA days or holidays or anything like that so she doesn’t have to come in. I highly doubt thats true. In my school, we have to fill out forms for extra hours but we can still do it; especially if we’re low. Then we have to make up the hours on our own time. She kept giving me a bunch of excuses and telling me to tell the new guy who took over for NB that its not her fault. It isn’t my responsibility to make up excuses for D. I carry enough responsibilities at that place as it is, and I’m not D’s personal assistant. From now on I’m bringing a lunch. I’m sick of Kraft Dinner and soups anyway. I’m also sick of D thinking that because she cooks the lunch, she doesn’t have to do any of the work we’re assigned.
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9:45 pm |
