Hope Chest
So I have some exciting news…which I’m only blogging about so early because I’m really freaking excited about it 
In April, Booth and I are getting an apartment
Ya I know, I’ve only been dating Booth since February, but it’s not like we’re getting an apartment next week…we’re getting one in ten months from now. By that point, we will have been together for a year and a bit. We are both starting to save up money now for first and last as well as some furniture. I’m excited about it; although I know many people will probably say “it’s too soon for you to be tied down like that”, or whatever…but I’ll be the judge of that. I know better than anyone else when something is too soon for me.
Besides, like Kiwi said…”Some times the best things in life happened in an instant you know. Not everything takes a life time to develop. Living in the moment makes the best memories“. She’s right.
So after Christmas, Booth and I will start collecting things for our apartment. As of right now, I’m going to focus on getting my license and finding a job that pays decent yet fits my college schedule. Today I drove to my grandma’s, and I think I did well. On the way home, my mom didn’t correct me on anything - and on the way there she barely had to correct me. All she really did was give directions and make small reminders (that I already knew). I think I will definitely be ready for my test by the 22nd.
I still haven’t heard back from the hospital yet. I’m hoping I won’t have to have that surgery until early August. I really want to get my license as soon as possible. I love driving, I really don’t know why I feared it in the first place. I’m way more comfortable behind the wheel now, and I don’t get anxious at all. For long trips I do get a little restless, but meh. I will just have to have rest stops where I can get out and move around.
But ya, I just thought I’d mention how excited I am to be getting my own place soon! And *if* Booth and I break up (which I sincerely doubt we will and I will seriously give up on love if thats the case) then I’ll still get an apartment anyway. The one we’re looking at is affordable and in the nice area of town, so yay. But ya like I said, I doubt Booth and I will break up. I really do believe he’s in it for the long haul, after all the drama and crap that’s been going on, he’s still here and still treating me way better than I deserve!
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5:19 pm |
It’s been a while
Every time I go to post lately, I get distracted. Usually it’s by shiny objects, and once or twice an alien ship flew by the window and I just had to go and investigate. But I’ve been desperate to post so I’ve closed the blinds and hidden away in the family room. No aliens will find me today, and the sun can’t hit shiny objects so hopefully I will not be distracted.
I learned a few days ago who they hired to be the summer students at the recreational group. Am I surprised they screwed me over? Not really. I’m hurt through. After receiving the email that claimed due to policies and procedures they could not hire me this summer as I had not been in school for the past 4 months, I felt something was fishy. Firstly, you have to read the policies and procedures when you get hired. I never once read any such policy or procedure. The only policy and procedure they had on college/university students was that they must attend school in the fall, which I will be doing. Nothing about attending or not attending school beforehand. In fact, one employee last year had taken a year off. She was given a job because she was attending school in the fall.
One policy and procedure I did read about was how they didn’t hire people who were dating due to work drama. Guess what they did this summer? Hired two students who have been dating for about a year or 2. All of the members and volunteers alike know that they are dating. I wasn’t allowed to be in the same group as NSN during one of the day trips “because we were dating and it was ethically incorrect”, yet they are allowed to work together? How does this work?
Mom says not to let it get to me…considering I didn’t really want the job in the first place. But truthfully, I did want the job. I love the members, I love the work. Sure, I hated the board and the stupid expectations they had about everything remaining the same…but whatever. I only pretended to not want the job because I had a feeling that they would screw me over in the end, just like the old program director - and my friend - warned me that they would. He knew for some time they were planning on not hiring me…which is why he advised me to look elsewhere. But stupid me was convinced that they would give me a job, since I had some sort of seniority over the other people who may apply because I worked there last summer. I didn’t really expect them to go out of their way to find reasons why not to hire me.
Am I jealous? Yes. Extremely jealous. I have never been treated the same way that those two people they hired (who are dating) have been treated. Ever. I wasn’t allowed to be on the same bus as NSN (not that I mind now), meanwhile they were allowed to be on the same bus and they’re allowed to work together. How is this fair? Plus everybody talks about how amazing they both are, and sure…they’re cool people, but they aren’t holy grails. In fact I don’t like how she treats other females - especially me. And I don’t think that being arrogant should mean you’re smart.
I don’t know. I guess I’m just feeling betrayed now. And since Fuzz told me that they were all talking about how I think it’s a conspiracy, I’m even more mad. I don’t think its a conspiracy at all, I know that the board members thought I was lazy because of that weekend I couldn’t leave my tent due to the rain and dampness. I know that the board members thought I couldn’t “handle direction” because of the joking nature that the old program director and I had. There is no conspiracy there, just one petty person deciding to make me look bad because I was friends with someone she didn’t like.
Not to mention, I haven’t received any emails from anybody. If I was a summer students, emails would be going out on a daily basis in a friendly way to everyone, just like last year. And they wonder why they don’t have any volunteers.
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1:02 pm |
Pogos and Facebook Lurking
I can’t believe how disgusting Pogos are. You know, those hotdogs wrapped in batter on a stick? Those things? They look so good in the picture on the box, yet despite following the direct instructions on how to cook them they still taste like disgusting butt. Even with an overwhelming amount of ketchup and mustard on it, I still couldn’t get past the nastiness of it to eat the second one. I gave it to my mom, cause she didn’t want me to waste it…you know, since children in third world countries don’t get food like that. I’m sure they’d be happy not to cause it’s gross!
So I’m feeling pretty on top of things. I cleaned up my room yesterday - well most of it anyway. I put away all of my clothes and got rid of the heaping pile of garbage. I still have to vacuum and reorganize my desk. But that I shall save for another day.
This morning I’m just taking it easy - at home of course - and reading blogs that I haven’t read in a while, lurking people on Facebook (because that’s always fun, don’t lie! You do it too) and ATTEMPTING to upload those pictures of Booth and I…but that might have to wait.
So anyways, when I was lurking people on Facebook, guess what I found out? NSN has a new girlfriend. I was completely shocked to find that I don’t care! See back in November I would have been devastated that he moved on, but in all fairness I technically moved on first. I dated that loser guy for a couple of weeks and I’ve been with Booth for nearly six months, and since being with Booth…I’ve never looked back. I see now how I should be treated, and it definitely wasn’t how NSN treated me. My definition of love has completely changed thanks to Booth, and its all for the better!
I can’t remember if I ever really blogged about what really was going on between NSN and I because I can remember not wanting the good people of blogland to hate him, and since I’m too lazy to go back in my achieves and find out…I’ll just retell it. I don’t care if you guys hate him now though, because I do! Anyways, I would give 100% in that stupid relationship, and NSN barely gave 50%. He took everything I did for him for granted and just expected more and more of me, which is why by the end I was so exhausted and fed up. At the time, I didn’t want to end the relationship because I figured it was only so bad because I moved away and we saw each other less. I didn’t realize or want to admit the fact that his stupidity was there throughout our entire relationship and he had grown tired of me way at the beginning. If I had a bad day, he got pissed at me for wanting to talk about what was going on or for getting upset over the millions of stupid things he did.
But with Booth, he gives 100% to our relationship, just like I do. He’s aware that not every day can be sunshine and butterflies, and he knows that everybody has their insecure days. He’s patient and kind with me, and he doesn’t expect anything that he wouldn’t give me first. He’s aware of the fact that you don’t have to go out every single night of the week, that sometimes sitting at home with a rented movie can be just as romantic as an “expensive dinner”. Since we’re both broke and can’t even consider affording expensive dinners, this is what we do often. Booth actually likes and enjoys my company. He considers me to be his best friend, and I consider him to be mine. You need to be friends as well as lovers, and thats something NSN never understood because he never even considered me a friend.
Truth be told, I’ve had several chance meetings with Booth before NSN and I broke up. He was at that fundraiser I helped run and we made eye contact and I thought he was hot (Booth remembers every detail about what I was wearing and how my hair looked etc haha). And then there was this one time at McPout’s house, when NSN, B2 and her then boyfriend were all hanging out with McPout and Nelly and my mom. Booth dropped by with another neighbour and I can remember feeling quite hot because he kept looking at me from the corner of his eye and smiling that cute shy smile he has. He said that he was checking me out because I was hot, and that he was looking at NSN on the couch and thinking “total loser” haha. I asked Booth why he didn’t run over and sweep me off my feet into his arms and kiss me then and there, and he said because he didn’t want to be a home wrecker and knew that NSN and I wouldn’t last very long.
And we didn’t, and I’m glad because I would never have realized just how perfect Booth is for me. Sure, he might not have a college education at this point and he may not have the best job in the world…but he’s happy with what he does, and I’m happy that he’s found something he enjoys doing. Heck, I know he’s going to go to college next September for Business, he’s so excited about it and he can’t wait. The only reason why he didn’t sign up for this year is because they started the tattoo business and he wants to help Dragon get that off the ground before he goes to school. Makes sense to me, and he’s making money - contrary to what everyone else thinks.
And the most important thing is that he’s making me happy. I’ve never dated a guy who was so intuned to what I want and need. I have never dated a guy who actually cares enough to make me happy every single day. Booth buys me random presents, he’s bought me an adorable sundress, a ring, a purse, and countless rings for my multiple piercings. I don’t care if he “looks like a grenade went off in his face” due to all his piercings, because he’s a good guy. He really is. I didn’t know what a good guy was until I met him because the only one I knew was my dad and I thought that good guys were a dead breed. I’ve always been told to never judge a book by it’s cover, and I don’t. Sure, I have opinions about people, but that’s after I get to know them. Opinions are fine if you have taken the time to get to know someone, but making prejudgments aren’t fine.
Remember this? I still stand by what it says.
P.S. I’m amused at the turn of events this post has taken.
P.S.S. I love Booth 
and I’m happy. And I wish everyone else would see that, piercings and tattoos aside people, he’s amazing to me.
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10:17 am |
Yesterday’s Feelings
Excuse me if I don’t really appear to know about what I’m going to talk about for the majority of this post…because I probably don’t. I honestly can tell you know I never follow politics or read the news paper. Politics bore me - it’s all a show anyway, and newspapers depress me. It seems like every single day there is horrible stuff being reported, things like parents killing their own children and people going crazy and shooting up schools. It makes me sick so that is why I avoid newspapers. Sure, I bet there are some nice stories in there…somewhere. I just don’t have the patience or time to swift through the bad stuff to get to the good stuff…comprenday? (P.S. Is that even how you spell comprenday? I know that’s not even a word so spell check fails to give me the correct answer).
ANYWAYS, today I would like to talk about the economy. Does anybody else feel like it’s suffering? GM plants around here are closing down like crazy, people are loosing jobs and finding jobs keeps getting harder and harder with each passing year. Screw fancy degrees and all that jazz, nobody seems to be having much luck in the job department. Why am I babbling on and on about this? Well, I’m concerned and worried about the track our economy is on. It’s only going to get worse, so what will it be like next year? Will I even be able to put my new college degree to use next year at this time? Or are we seriously teethering on the bridge of another depression?
I think so. I think we are very close to another depression. There are a million things to blame for this, or at least in my opinion. GM plants are shutting down like crazy because the gas prices are so high that nobody can afford all those fancy cars made in Canada, GM cars are generally pigs with gas…and with prices so high who wants to buy cars that just suck back dollar signs like Lindsay Lohan does narcotics? Then all those GM guys who had jobs suddenly don’t have jobs, and the pizza they ordered for their families of 2.5 kids every single Friday suddenly don’t get ordered…so the pizza companies start to suffer. Plus there are all these unemployed people looking for employment, and not enough jobs to go around.
…at least not from what I can see. And it’s really all the gas companies fault in the end, because I bet that we aren’t short on oil supplies. It’s just the government being pigs for money. I hope they realize that by leeching the greater public out of all this money for gas, they’re just screwing themselves over in the end and we’ll have another depression, only worse because all these kids are so used to everything being handed to them that when they suddenly have nothing they’ll probably all go crazy.
If we do have another depression, I really don’t think education is going to mean squat. Do you? I’m not saying I’m not going to go to school in September because I totally am, I’m just bitching and moaning because that’s what I do best. Plus it’s an interesting thing to think about…where we are going to be in a couple years from now.
Plus the year 2012 is coming up super fast. Remember how everybody freaked out over Y2K? Can you just imagine what New Years 2011 is going to be like? Holy crap. Especially with movies like I Am Legend fueling people’s imaginations and fears…
I really think I should get to work on my underground home…like in Blast From The Past. Now they had the right idea…having a bomb shelter underground stalked full of food for a decade or so.
Um ya…so I suppose we can end the really random rant I just had for no apparent reason. Besides, my pasta is ready. Hmm…pasta. If I could, all I would eat would be pasta and McDonalds. Mostly pasta though.
OH P.S!
I totally got hate mail today for the first time ever! I don’t even care if it was from Sarah in an attempt to make me feel better about myself…thanks Sarah! This anonymous sender even used a fake email! How awesome! Here’s the lovely hate email I got from some unknown person who really is a known person named Sarah…
board readerz <stupid@yahoo.com> wrote:
“sarcastica”? really, that’s a stoopid name if i ever heerd one.
dude quit being so sarcastica and get on with your life.
jez man.
(tee hee. Hope you know who sent you some awesome hate mail?)
Ya I know. I’m lame because I actually was jealous that Sarah got hate mail and I didn’t…hehe. But only because you KNOW you made it big when you get hate mail…and I’ve never gotten hate mail before.
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5:54 pm |
Waste Some Time With You
So today I got to spend the day hanging out with Booth. We didn’t do much of anything; just watched a couple movies and cuddled. I annoyed him by forcing him to partake in a “photo session”. I took some pretty wicked pictures out in the garage, the lighting was just perfect. You can check them out on Facebook…and if you aren’t my friend then just wait for them to eventually appear on Flickr. Cause they will…one day. Dialup is slow as hell though so don’t expect much from me folks! I’m lucky if I can get photos to upload to Facebook or get this blog to load, half the time it doesn’t…knock on wood (I’m in the middle of uploading the photos to Facebook now).
Anyways, tomorrow I have another in car. Bah. I forgot to call the office and reschedule my appointment that I missed last week. It was supposed to be on Thursday, but it completely slipped my mind due to everything happening and I forgot to show up. I was babysitting. My instructor showed up at Dragon’s house and told Booth that I would have to call to reschedule the half hour lesson I had missed before tomorrows full hour lesson, because apparently he wanted to take me into a bigger town. Unfortunately I completely forgot to call the office on Friday, and its closed during the weekend…then Monday was the doctors appointment and today I almost forgot about it. I called to late though, and they can’t switch my lesson around because it’s too “short notice” and I would have to pay fifty bucks to do so. Because I owe fifty bucks for missing that one lesson, I decided I’ll just show up and hope that the instructor feels I’m ready to go to town. If not, well I’m screwed.
This whole driving lesson stuff is really frustration. I don’t feel like I’m learning anything spectacular, and its costing a crap load of money. Sigh. I guess that’s just how these kind of places make their money though, by forgetful people like myself.
So I’ve decided to do the bar night with the ladies…and I’m bringing Booth and a million other guy friends. I suppose I can’t really knock it until I try it, and I haven’t actually celebrated being 19 yet. Not to mention, it’ll be cheaper than going on a regular night.
Anywho, that’s all I’ve got for the moment. I’m going to wait until these photos upload on Facebook, then I’ll be making my reading rounds. Woop woop!
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8:41 pm |
Birthdays and Hospitals
Yesterday, I went to my grandparents house for dinner to celebrate my birthday/fathers day. As usual, Granny put together an amazing meal of turkey, potatoes, stuffing, and other mouth watering foods (that I’m craving right now). There was a choice of birthday cake or pie for desert, and conversation flowed. Not so much from me…I was really bummed out that Booth couldn’t be there to join in on the festivities. He really wanted to be, and I really wanted him there…but my parents decided due to some altercations he would not attend. So I didn’t get to spend my birthday with him, but thats okay…I’m sure there will be many more.
I got lovely cards from my grandparents and parents, and my grandparents promised to take me out shopping when they get back to their cruise. That will be interesting, because I’m not too sure Granny likes my “style”. Oh well, I do need more “professional” clothes for interviews and perhaps office jobs (if I can snag one). Mom and Dad bought me a really wicked Samsung S760 camera, and I’ve already taken a few pictures with it. The big test will be tomorrow when I get to hang out with Booth for the day. We’re going job hunting at the mall, I’ll be handing in my resume to the temp agency that provides temporary jobs in offices for people. Dragon told me about it; and I think it would be perfect, I can be on their call list from now until forever if I wanted too…only accepting job offers when I’m available. So I could apply now and still have my surgery and a job. Wicked huh? Booth is also applying at the temp agency, only for more “manly” work - haha. This is the perfect second job for him because he has the tattoo shop plus extra work whenever it’s needed.
My pre-op appointment was today. It went…well I guess. They drew blood to test for clotting, only the first time the nurse tried it, I guess the tube thing had a hole in it and all my blood leaked out onto the pillow so we had to try again in the other arm. That was pretty interesting. They did some heart tests and sent me for a chest x-ray to ensure that everything is hunky dory with my heart and respiratory system. I still don’t have a date yet, my doctor’s secretary will call when she has one. I’m hoping it’ll be sooner rather than later, I want to be all healed and ready to go for September.
I’m pretty excited to go back to school. Although I am slightly nervous about taking accounting programs…I’m sure McPout will help me out, since she’s really good at that kind of thing. If not, I’ll get a tutor or something.
So JD would like me to go to a bar with her this Thursday. I’m still not too sure I want to go…yes, I would enjoy some time seeing my old friends…but at the same time, I already know the bar scene will not be for me. Especially not now in this “day and age”. Just saying that makes me feel old, but it’s so true! Bars aren’t safe. The ones that don’t have metal detectors are dangerous because people can sneak weapons in and like stab you and the ones that do have metal detectors are even more dangerous because everyone knows when you don’t have a weapon on you to defend yourself. It’s a lose-lose situation in my opinion. There is so much violence in bars now, it gets worse and worse every year. I blame rap music and the media for our generation thinking they are so tough and such gangstas.
Anyways, I’d rather just go out for dinner at a restaurant and order a drink. I know that’s slightly more expensive, but there is less of a risk of being attacked. We’ll see though, I can’t be 19 and not go to a bar ever…I’ll just make sure I have my group of boys to protect me, especially Booth. He would never let anything bad happen to me, even when we’re sitting in Dragon’s garage he pays attention to all details to ensure I’m safe. Heck, that boy has saved me from my own feet too many times to count! He really is my knight in shining Armour, hehe.
Bah. I miss him 
good thing I get to see him tomorrow. And I’ll get to see him Thursday, if we go out with JD.
Tonight my plan is to continue reading The Host by Stephenie Meyer - its totally awesome! I can’t think Avitable enough for getting me it!! He claims its possibly better than the Twilight series…but although The Host is awesome, in my personal opinion… Twilight still kicks some serious ass. Perhaps I’m biased though, since I fell in love with like all the characters…
Anyways, read them all if you haven’t yet or I will send my minions after each and every one of you!
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Throw the party of the month? Nah the party of the year!
Yeah…I’m quoting Aaron Carter. That just goes to show how desperate I am for a freaking title today. I’m surprised I can even still come up with those things! Soon I’ll give up and just start numbering them or something.
Anyways, only 10 more days until I’m legal! Woot! Yep, the countdown has most definitely begun. Normally, I don’t get overly excited about my birthday…but this time I’m going to be 19! I’ll be able to drink freely at restaurants and bars! No more fake id for me, haha just kidding I never actually had a fake id. I didn’t know where to get them…
So since I haven’t actually thrown a party since like the late ’90s early ’00s, I wanted to make this year my year for a wicked awesome party. It helps that I turn legal this year, therefore I’m hoping my parents wouldn’t forbid drinking. My friends and I are all at that age now where we’ve been drinking [somewhat illegally] for 4 years now and getting rip roaring drunk is no longer fun. Plus I know and trust all of my friends to not make idiots out of themselves.
I want to have a huge camp out/BBQ/pool party. Obviously the pool party would happen before everyone started drinking - I’m not dumb and I don’t have my lifeguard certificate. Plus I don’t know many people who want to actually start drinking at 2pm. Except for the lushes, who wouldn’t if nobody else is. I already know that I would not be drinking, and neither would Booth (since we want to combine our parties and friends). We both would be too paranoid to drink. We definitely know how to control a party but still make it fun - heck we did it to McShout’s party until she decided to sneak guys back in. That wouldn’t be an issue at my party because the guys would still be there. One side of the lawn would be girl’s camping central and the other side of the lawn would be guy’s camping central. We wouldn’t have to worry about people sneaking into each others tents because that sort of looses the appeal by the time you turn 17 or 18. Besides, half of us girls already see our guys on a regular basis and girl time is way cooler 
I’m hoping that my parents remember the fact that I have camped co-ed before with the recreational group. Heck I used to date a fellow volunteer and we never did anything while camping.
Anyways, I have no idea when I’m going to throw this wicked awesome party [or if I'm even allowed to have it for that matter] since I’m still waiting for a surgery date and the weekend of my birthday seems to be filled up. I’m going to be babysitting Grinch’s boys and Sunday is father’s day, you can’t really walk into that hungover (or not hungover in my case, just super tired from making sure nobody does stupid things). The following weekend I was hoping to go to Karen’s place with Booth so Karen could spread some of her HTML coding, graphic making magic.
Then on July 1st I’m planning on going on a road trip with Dragon to see Theory of a Deadman I love their music, although unfortunately I don’t own any albums their music is quite catchy though! July 8th is my trip to a theme park, and July 12th is totally Edgefest!
Hopefully I can do all these things before my surgery. It sort of bums me out that I made plans for a wicked awesome summer and then might not get to do half the stuff I planned because I might be a tad bit laid up. All my other summers have sort of been dab and boring…especially last summer, when I was working full time at the rec group and too exhausted to read let alone go to concerts or throw parties.
This year thus far I’m jobless. I sort of put my job hunting on hold because, as my mom pointed out, why start a job you’re just going to have to quit for a surgery? It doesn’t make much sense now does it? Not to mention, everything is basically taken up for this summer. All those good jobs, gone.
Ugh. So many issues, so little time. I still have to figure out what I’m doing with the rest of my life. I wish I could be Peter Pan and never have to grow up haha I’m sure thats a bit unreasonable, but I do wish that there wasn’t so much pressure being put on me to make a decision - and the right one at that. How do you know what the right one is?
I have a feeling there is going to be another depression anyway, and then everyone will be out of the job and education won’t matter at all. I’ve already started digging my hole, how bout you? Humans have screwed up royally and I just know we’re going to pay for it. I hope not in my lifetime though!
Jeez I have such a bleak outlook on things. Meh. Comes with being a pessimist/realitist (my invented word for someone who acknowledges that bad things can happen and most likely will).
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11:17 am |
Craptastic
Yes I know people, craptastic isn’t actually a word. But it could be…one never knows. I didn’t know “double double” was considered to be a proper definition of something in the Canadian dictionary, but it is. Stranger things have happened.
Anyways, I’m in a craptastic mood today. I’m trying to figure out just what the hell I’m going to do. I don’t qualify for the Business program because I don’t have grade 12 math. Or grade 11 math. I even called my old high school to see if I could go to summer school and get the credits. I wouldn’t have them both by September, so business is out.
I’ve now accepted the Journalism program but am currently waitlisted. I also applied for the Office Admin program - the same program Kate took - for the February start…so we’ll see how that goes.
I’m just totally frustrated. Why couldn’t I have been all indecisive and such months ago when all the deadlines were for programs? Hmm?
I’m basically going to end up pissing people off. If I take Journalism, my family members will be concerned that I won’t find a good job. If I take Office Admin, then I don’t start until February and people will be concerned that I won’t end up going.
For the record, I do want to go to school. I just want to go for the right thing. Not that I know what that is.
I’m working on my novel. My dream job is to still be a writer, and it will always be my dream job. I’m actually doing pretty well with staying on top of it. I write a bit more each day I’m still afraid to put up any samples though. I’m terrified of it falling into the wrong hands and getting stolen and then published. Now that would suck. I’m also wary of it getting chewed to shit.
Maybe one day I’ll post a sample. For now though, I’ll just pretend I’m working on the Great North American novel…
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