Half an Hour!
I have half an hour to go before I can call Nifty to wake the bugger up. He was supposed to be here already, but since he didn’t get in from his work goodbye party until 3:30am, he needed to sleep longer. Which irritates me as he told me he would be picking me up at 8, so I actually got up and ready and all that jazz. Grr. Guys.This weekend we are going to his trailer. I can’t wait to show off my new, spiffy bathing suit that covers all but still looks really cute. Unlike a lot of teens, I leave some for the imagination - Nifty’s imagination, not yours Avi…perv haha 
I’m so glad I was able to get out of working for the weekend. Actually, I don’t know for sure if we got out of that but I’m just not going to call. Fundraising was never in the job description until OB decided to spring it on us. Hey Summer Students, you get to plan 4 camping weekends which you must attend even if you’re dying, do the week long camp at the end of August when you should be getting ready for college and you have to do a fundraiser on the Canada Day long weekend. Enjoy! Ah OB, how silly you are. Bossman is on our side about not working that weekend, since the next three weekends in a row are camping weekends and they are far more important then the Strawberry Fest (for our jobs anyway). But I am not going to think about Sunrise this weekend, I’m just going to have fun - I swear.
So I will be back on Tuesday! Much love everyone! If you are Canadian, have a super fabulous Canada Day! I would advise you not to eat McDonalds before attending the fireworks showing, or anything that could potentially give you gas and or explosive ass! Have a good one!
Posted by Sarcastica @
8:11 am |
Hang in there
Don’t ask me how I managed to break my blog - already - when I don’t even have the keys. Thats right, I have to go through Karen to get all my plugins and make it pretty and stuff because she doesn’t want me to break it.
Then she tells me how to add blogs into my blogroll on the sidebar, and I manage to screw everything up. If you use FireFox, you’ll know what I mean; the white background isn’t showing up so you can’t even read my blog. It still works in IE.
Karen is trying to fix it now. I’m so techie ‘tarded. Remind me not to try and “improve” things anymore! 
Posted by Sarcastica @
9:53 pm |
Commencement
So I would have to say that my graduation ceremony went really well. I was pretty nervous about it for some reason, and I wasn’t too sure how people would react to my new haircut. My classmates have only ever seen me with super long hair. I don’t know why I would suddenly start caring about their opinions when really yesterday was the only time I would be seeing them all together, but go figure.
My mom made me take thousands of pictures because I missed the year book graduation photos. I wasn’t sure if I was going to graduate or not, so she bought me roses and baby’s breath and we took a thousand pictures. I always feel so awkward posing for the camera, and I know you can totally tell I feel awkward just by looking at the pictures but whatever.
We were however able to get a really cute picture of my sisters and I. The setting sun looks so perfect and lights up the sky! (Want to see more pictures? Check out this album).
The ceremony was beautiful, the speeches the teachers and other people (whom are apart of the school board) said were pretty touching. A couple of my classmates acted like idiots (what else is new?) and made fun of the longer speeches.
There were a lot of awards. 42 to be exact. I remember sitting there as the same people were called again and again to accept their awards for being so perfect and thinking to myself, damn, I’m not going to get anything. I don’t play sports, and due to lots of surgeries I was never able to get on the honour role.
However, I was surprised and I did win an award. Its called The Heather Rebekah Lodge Award, and its awarded to: a student continuing post secondary education and who has demonstrated a persistent effort in the face of obstacles (or at least that’s what the evening program says). I suppose the obstacles they are referring to are the two surgeries I had in grade eleven that really put me behind in my studies. Because of those two surgeries, I had to drop several classes that were just impossible to catch up in and I was behind two credits going into grade twelve. Luckily, I was able to earn extra credit thanks to co-oping. I worked 660 hours and did all the assignments required. I was awarded $200 to go towards college, and I know it isn’t as much as the super smart kids were awarded, it still helps.
Anyway, after all the awards and bursaries were over and done with, our class valedictorian gave a really touching speech. I think most people were annoyed because she had only been going to our high school for 2 years, and in their eyes they believed that valedictorian should be someone who was at our high school for the entire 4 years, but I think she deserved it. Honestly, I am usually not one for touching speeches, but hers made me think. It made me think about how I never really worked on my friendships at high school with most of the people I knew because I assumed they were judgemental and immature. I didn’t really associate with them and I didn’t try to fit in. I wish I had now, because I realized a lot of them have grown up a lot. I find it slightly amusing that the popular girls who you would think would be back stabbing bitches have the strongest friendships out of all the other clicks and there is less back stabbing going on within their little circle.
Maybe the fact that we are all leaving and starting a new chapter of our lives has smartened the popular girls up when it comes to including other people and not acting as if they own the school (which they do…bah). I noticed that several of the popular girls who I once thought of as snotty bitches who only cared about being popular actually made an effort to include everyone towards the end of high school. They put together a Graduating Class Slideshow with pictures of everybody they could find - they had started a group on facebook and told us that if we sent in pictures they would be included. You know what? They were. The slideshow was awesome. I was in there a couple of times with JD and Kyla.
I had the opportunity to go to an after party with all the “popular kids”. Several of them invited me. So why didn’t I go? I’m not too sure. I am sort of regretting that decision now, as I sit at home at nearly 1:30 in the morning updating my blog. I could be at that party, socializing with people I may never see again. People I had the opportunity to get to know but decided not to because I figured they wouldn’t include me. I figured I was the outcast, the black sheep. Maybe I was and maybe that’s how they thought for the past three years, but when leaving high school finally hit them they started to change. I didn’t. I didn’t really attend any of the numerous parties I was invited too, because I am a shy person and I didn’t want to upset Nifty.
I can only blame myself for not having an amazing final year of high school. I had decided at the beginning of grade twelve that things weren’t the same as last year and therefore they must suck. Several of my old friends had graduated, and several others started hanging out with new people to fill the gap and became totally different people. I could have been more social and had more fun, but I chose not to. Oh well, I can’t take that back now.
I’ve decided I am going to try to be more social in college; I’ll make friends with more people and be open to all sorts of things. Life is too short to not enjoy the simple things such as friendships.
Posted by Sarcastica @
1:26 am |
The New Do!
This is the hair length I’ve had pretty much all through high school. Obviously, it was time for a change.
And heres what it looks like after; I LOVE it! Its completely different!
If you want to see more pictures, I have already uploaded them to Facebook. So click here. Now I’m off to my high school graduation ceremony!
Posted by Sarcastica @
5:39 pm |
Another Life Lesson - Go Figure.
Tomorrow, my college tuition payment is due. The money hasn’t been released yet from the government. This is an issue. I called the college to ask them if it would be ok to send in the paperwork proving we had applied to take the money out and that it is there, but according to the lady they need some sort of money down payment. Now I could do the installment plan and pay a small chunk of it tomorrow, and then the rest of it when the money comes in…but we still have to find a way to pay this by tomorrow. We can do it by telephone or by online banking. How long does it take for it to be official anyway with online banking? A day? Three days? I don’t have a whole heck of a lot of time left. Dad won’t be home from work until late, and then he’ll do it - so I’ve got even less time then if I had done it myself now. I suppose I could ask him to telephone bank it, but I don’t know how that works really. No paperwork is involved. At least with the net I can print out a little thing saying it was paid, can’t I? Man I’m so techie ‘tarded. And worried sick. If I don’t pay, I don’t register. That’s the bottom line. If my payment is late, my spot isn’t secured, that’s the other bottom line.
Anyway, I’m somebody’s worker now. I was really nervous about working with Bashful, I didn’t know what to expect or anything like that. I’ve never worked with someone before. I was surprised at how easy it was. I thought that because he was shy it was going to be difficult, but he seemed to warm up to me. We ate at the mall food court and he told me all about his crappy job and about how he really wants to quit because people throw rocks at him (he cleans at some sort of fast food place). Apparently his managers don’t do anything to help him, and he’s sick of cleaning the food out of his hair. That really depressed me, Bashful’s a good guy and he’s really nice. I don’t understand why people are intimidated by the different and instead of leaving well enough alone they act on their intimations so they feel bigger and they do things like that. It angers me. It also reminds me of that post I wrote a while ago about developmentally disabled people getting stuck in low paying, crappy jobs. Or they get stuck in low paying, crappy jobs where people throw rocks and food at them while they try to do their job and their managers do nothing about it. From the stuff Bashful told me, the poor guy has had nothing but people being mean to him or not helping him. His teachers and his own parents didn’t help him, so he lives with his uncle and dropped out of school.
If you are one of those people who scoffs at someone who is different, whether they have a developmental disability or not, I’d like to smack you personally in the face. Do you realize that you cause pain and emotional scarring to someone when you do that? Do you think before you throw a rock or food at some poor kid trying to do his job? Even if you aren’t the type of person to throw a rock or food at a developmentally disabled person, but you do laugh, I’d still like to smack you. Put yourself in that situation and think twice before you laugh. Is it really funny? Or are you the pathetic one? If you don’t know the answer, its simple: you are the pathetic one every time you laugh, scoff, or throw rocks at someone who is developmentally disabled. If you are the type of person who thinks that people who are DD shouldn’t have the same options as people who are “normal” do, then do yourself a favour and run into on coming traffic. Everyone is entitled to having the same opportunities as anyone else in this here country. This is the 21st century, get used to being equal with everybody. If you think that way, I want nothing to do with you. Simple as that. Everyone deserves fair opportunity and the right to be treated equally, everyone. Don’t you dare think for one minute that because you don’t have any health problems that you are better then someone who doesn’t. I am so sick of my friends with DD being treated like shit because people have their heads stuck far up their asses.
Anyway, for those of you who haven’t had to throw yourself into oncoming traffic because you aren’t a dickweed, the rest of the night went pretty well. We saw Next and it was actually really awesome. After the movie, Bashful’s dad came and picked him up and Nifty came and picked me up. We hung out for a bit and Nifty slept over, but he had to leave at like 6:30am to go to work for 7. It’s his last day at Denny’s.
And today I am going to get my hair cut. It will be completely different and new, don’t you worry. I’ll post pictures of it, a before and after picture, later on. It looked like it was going to rain when I was up with Nifty at 6 this morning, but luckily the clouds have moved on and it shouldn’t rain on my Commencement Ceremony.
Edit: My dad and I drove all the way down to the college just to get an extension on the tuition payment deadline. I now have until next Friday, which is good because the money came in today and won’t be official until tomorrow. Even if my mom and I drove down to the school again tomorrow with the cheque it wouldn’t be cashed until Tuesday due to the long weekend. But I have an extension! Yay!
Posted by Sarcastica @
10:56 am |
At This Rate
Is it possible for a slow Internet connection to make you go crazy? Just ask me, because I know. I hate dial-up with a fiery passion; its the soul reason why I will refuse to live in the country when I myself am looking for a house. Although I love having loads of space and the view of the country side, I absolutely hate dial-up. I suppose it doesn’t help that we use the “no name brand” of dial-up, Dial-up At Cost. It sucks balls. I can’t wait until I can move and have high speed Internet. Maybe then I’ll even get a YouTube account and start putting up videos of funny things that I do, because I can be funnier then Avi in my videos 
Anyway, what I was trying to post when my browser crashed was all about the active day I had yesterday. Yes, I actually had an active day for a change, and it was completely unrelated to work! The night before my friend Robyn came over, and we had a boring night of surfing online and watching the OC session 4. The OC really does suck, I hate it so much. Almost as much as I hate Laguna Beach. Anyway, we dropped her off and then headed to the local jewelers so I could pick out a Daughters Pride ring.
A couple weeks ago for my birthday my parents got me a gift certificate to one of the good local jewelry stores so I could pick out my own Daughters Pride ring opposed to them picking it out for me. I didn’t get the chance to do it before because I was so busy, but I finally found the time yesterday and I will have the ring in a couple weeks or so.
After that, Mom, B2 and I made our way to the mall. I really needed to get a new swim suit, seeing as the ones I have from last year have literally fallen apart on me or don’t fit properly anymore. I’ve been searching for a new swim suit for months now, but everything I find in my size is so skimpy! Its frustrating because I work at a place where it definitely isn’t a good idea to show off certain parts of your body, or you’ll have a thousand admirers. Not to mention, I do not feel comfortable in something that shows more then it covers. However, I found the perfect swim suit at Bikini Bay! Its a two piece, and its forest green. It covers all the parts I don’t want to show when I am out in public and the bonus is it looks great on me! I am actually looking forward to swimming at Nifty’s trailer!
While we were there, I grabbed a pair of $5 sandals for the beach and a pair of army shorts and a green t-shirt that says “Don’t Be Mean, Keep Earth Clean!” with an adorable little baby owl on it. Its awesome.
After the mall, I went to the movies with a friend of mine, Matt. We saw Evan Almighty - which didn’t really honestly catch my interest until the end credits when they had everyone dancing. Even the animals were dancing! How cute is that? The rest of the movie was a bit boring for me, and I eagerly anticipated its end so we could go to Bulk Barn.
On the way over to Bulk Barn we ran into this creepy guy I worked with when I worked at Timmy Hoes. He used to work midnights and B1 and I would come in each morning around 5 to a shitload of work to do because “they really needed help”. They slacked off during the night and when we came in we got stuck with all the dishes and baking and had to get the huge lineups down before 7am when the supervisor’s would come in. Anyway, the guy is creepy because of the stuff he says and the way he acts. I wouldn’t want to spend any time alone with him, that’s for damn sure. He kept trying to give me hugs. Ew.
So that was my yesterday. Today at 6:30pm I start working with that boy from Sunrise. We are going to catch a movie and grab a bite to eat and hopefully talk some. He’s very shy, so talking to him at Day Program is difficult. I think I’ll nickname him Bashful, in order to protect him and myself.
And tomorrow is my Commencement Ceremony. Nifty is supposed to come over after work and he said he’s bring me a surprise! Yay! After Commencement we are going to one of my classmates after parties for a little while. I am pretty excited! I’m going to wear the black and white poka dot dress Granny and Papa bought me. We plan on taking lots of pictures since Papa isn’t feeling up to going, so I’ll probably post one up here - if you guys are lucky.
Posted by Sarcastica @
1:00 pm |
The Death of Miss Misery
In case you haven’t noticed (if you haven’t, you must be either really blind or really stupid) there have been some changes around here. Actually, there have been a lot of changes around here.
Miss Misery has died, and Sarcastica was born late last night. That’s my new nickname, so please reframe from calling me Miss Misery. Karen thought of it ages ago when I was trying to come up with a couple nicknames for a new blog I was debating on creating. I ended up not doing anything with it because I didn’t want to loose all the stuff I had done with Miss Misery Smiles.
However, I bought my own host, and now I am a .org and I was able to switch everything over from Miss Misery Smiles so I have not lost any funny posts or comments. Well actually Karen bought it for me and switched everything over and built and designed the page but who am I to complain? It’s mine. I can finally say goodbye to blogger forever, because blogger sucks balls.
So update your blogroll if I was on it to my new blog name and url because Miss Misery Smiles is so last year. And the year before that. Cause I’ve had it for two years now. And if I wasn’t actually on your blogroll, smack yourself in the face and add me. Because I’m cool. Technically I am an adult now (I turned 18 a while ago) so for all those people out there who didn’t want to read a teenager bitching and moaning about life, now you can read an adult bitching and moaning about things!
So I am also going to start commenting by Sarcastica, cause Miss Misery is dead and all that jazz. I know its a really drastic change but I needed it, I was sick of that alterego. Here is one very much the same just with a different name. So update me! Now!
Posted by Sarcastica @
10:58 am |
When Bored
I received a letter in the mail from my college about the upcoming Welcome Days, so I decided maybe it was time to get back into thinking about college. Ah. College. My parents kept telling me to chill out and stop making so many plans, so I did, but summer seems to be going by so quickly that I really shouldn’t stop making so many plans. There is too much to do to chill out.
I got my student email account all lined up, and I am looking into the health plan. I’ve picked out the Welcome Day date I want to go to, and my letter from my doctor regarding my medical disability finally arrived in the mail so I can talk to Disability Services about it and the stuff I will need to make college more easier on myself.
Nifty will hopefully be attending the Welcome Day with me. Denny’s is closing this week because the owner can’t afford to keep it open out of her own pocket anymore, so Nifty will be out of the job. He’s looking at landscaping, which is hard work for usually 6 days a week. He will have even less time to spend with me, but hopefully he’ll be making more and actually put it away into a savings account. Even though he knows Denny’s is closing, he has been blowing his money away by buying new stuff for his drum set. I don’t understand, he already has a perfectly fine drum set, but according to him it isn’t good enough. His car is already falling apart; he seems to be going through gas faster then he should be. And because he doesn’t have any money, he can’t get more gas.
We hung out today, we took his younger sister to the lake for a bit and went to his brothers house. We watched Mel Gibson’s Apocalypto and it was really good, despite having Nifty’s sister ask me a question about the movie every 3 minutes. I have the rest of the week off too, and I’m not quite sure what to do with myself. Nifty doesn’t have cash for gas money, so he can’t visit me tomorrow plus he’s already made plans with his friends. I think he said he would try to come over, since I lured him with offering to help clean out his car and wash it…plus I said we could play pool if my dad moved the stuff off the pool table.
On Wednesday evening I start working with a new Day Program member, we’re going the mall to catch a movie. I’m nervous because I’ve never been a worker before, I have gone to a movie or two with several members but that’s different. I’m getting paid for this. I still am not one hundred percent clear on what I am supposed to do, I know his uncle wants me to take him around and get him used to the public transit system. I already said I would take him for a tour of the college he will be taking a course in. I’m not to familiar with the public transit system either, but I figured I should start becoming familiar with it because I’ll need to take a bus every day to college myself.
Graduation is this Thursday, and I am going to get my hair cut that day. Its time for a change I think, a fresh new look. Something different but cute. I’m sick of my long hair, I never do anything with it at all. Truth be told, I barely brush it. My Granny gets mad because I only brush it once a day, and that is before work so I don’t get in trouble for looking bad. After the Graduation ceremony, Nifty actually said we could go to a party one of the girls in my class is having. I just wanted to stop in, say goodbye to everyone since I know I probably won’t be seeing them again. Not like we had really strong friendships anyway, but I’ll still sort of miss them - even the snotty popular girls who are now actually trying really hard to not be bitchy and include everyone. I’ve gone to school with everyone for 6 years now, and its going to be weird without them.
I think I have Canada day off too now, although I was supposed to work at the Strawberry Fest but since we’ve found enough volunteers to take our place, Greg said we didn’t have to come in. I roped a couple of friends into it…I know, I am evil. I just did not want to get stuck working that weekend, seeing as I worked all of the weekend that just past and the next 3 weekends after the long weekend I’ll be camping as well. I need a break from Sunrise related stuff! I love Sunrise, but I just need time to breath. Besides, I was invited down to Nifty’s trailer for the Canada Day celebration they are having.
I am trying to keep my posts happy and light, since the blogging world is so depressing now. But I should probably go do something else now, as I’ve spend literally 10 minutes of my life updating this thing and I still don’t feel so cheerful re-reading it.
Please remember to donate generously to the fund that Avi set up for Dave of NYCWD if you haven’t already.
Posted by Sarcastica @
5:13 pm |
World; Please Stop
I just got back a little while ago from my first Wilderness Weekend with my work. All I can say is I am glad its over. If you’d like to read about it in greater detail, click here since I’ve already explained it on my MHE blog.When I had the time, I checked my email and found out something so terrible and sad it made my heart ache. One of the bloggers that I love reading, NYCWD, lost his son in a terrible swimming accident. Puppy Monster was 5. My heart goes out to him and his family as they suffer through this bleek time. I am not a parent and I can only just imagine the hurt they are feeling, you should never have to burry your child before yourself.
I don’t really know how I can help out in this situation, except for keeping them in my thoughts and heart. Avi has set up a way for us to donate money to help NYCWD out. He says it best - since we can’t be there in person to ease the pain, we can at least try to relieve some of the finicial burden. Amy from Amy’s Musings has created 4 graphics, since you can’t accept donations through PayPal.
No parent should ever have to endure this, so give a little. Just a little… I know nothing can ease NYCWD’s pain, but we can try to help.
So go now…please…
Posted by Sarcastica @
6:51 pm |
I Have Discovered Heaven.
I should be in bed, I really should. Instead I had to give all my faithful slaves readers an update so they would know I haven’t yet fallen off the edge of the Earth, especially since I won’t be home until Sunday again.
So as I predicted, today was hell; I ran around like a chicken with its head cut off for the majority of the day. So did KIAB and Sparkle. I get along perfectly with Sparkle, and lately KIAB has refrained from being a bitch, which is surprising because of the amount of stress we are under. Stress to make Wilderness Weekends run smoothly, stress to get volunteers together for each event, stress to plan the week long camping trip, stress to get enough people to help out at the Strawberry Fest…just stress all around.
Today we did all the shopping for the weekend. Today I discovered, in more depth, the Real Canadian Wholesale. I am in love with this store! The prices are way better then Wal-Mart. Granted, you can’t buy clothes…but you can get mostly everything else. I’m hoping there will be one when I move up North for college as I would be able to buy more things for my dollar. Now that’s heaven! More money to spend on entertainment!
Anyway, when we got back from grocery shopping, we had to pack the dry food in bins and put the perishables in the refrigerator so they wouldn’t spoil by tomorrow. Then Bossman, KIAB, and Sparkle went out again to pick up oil for the habits lanterns while I stayed behind to make attendance sheets and med forms. Bossman forgot about a meeting he had with a new volunteer, so I had to give a brief introduction and give him the applications and get him signed up for upcoming events he found interesting - all with Nifty bugging me to leave. He came early with his friend Big Red to pick me up and kept trying to act all cool for his friend. It was annoying.
When Bossman, KIAB and Sparkle got back, I had to stay even later then 5 - just to pack up the van. Which I shouldn’t be doing anyway because its heavy lifting but whatever, Nifty and Big Red helped out.
And thus was my day. Tomorrow I’ll be running around all day trying to get things organized, then I’ll be at camp for the next two days. Luckily I have all of next week off - party hardy! with myself of course. Maybe I’ll actually get the time to read those wonderful books Avi bought me! I’m still on Augusta, Gone and its really good. Thanks again Avi you are super-de-doper awesome!
Posted by Sarcastica @
10:49 pm |
