Its sad, yet exciting.
Its anticlimatic.
It wont hit me til later...
But Im done school . FOREVER. wow.
The last..well, since January, has been nuts. CraZy-busy. And the strange part? I have not had one day to myself since....god knows when - I want to say Christmas...
I had this amazing plan to take a mini vacation - 3 weeks or so - and just work at the store. But, that didnt work so well. I ended up working almost every day at the store, and having job interviews.
The good news?! I got a sketchy job. I honestly think I can do it though. I think I will be good at it. Its with Rogers, but not for rogers. It's good mo ney, I think. (if youre good). So, we'll see, cause I NEEEEED to move out - Im going nuts.
I still love the store - but this rogers gig might make me quit *sob* And I dont wanna. I feel Ive become closer to "marg". And I always have a story about her. Now, heres a question - with a short intro:
You know when you like a guy, and ALLLL you do is talk about him...like ALLLLL the time, and your friends get bored and annoyed?
Is it wrong, if I find myself doing that with a chick? Okay, not "wrong"....but should I be looking to see what side of the fence I sit on - if you know what I mean?
Speaking of boys *drama drama drama* I'm quite pissed. Very irrated, and mad. At myself. I wish someone could tell me what is wrong with me. And dont try and talk me outta it. Every time...EVERY time I like a boy - I fuck it up somehow. I *really* liked "lunch boy" - and now...fucked it up. He wont even talk to me.
So , you know what? Fuck it! I dont need a boy, nor want one. I dont even like sex. So, whats the point? (It still depresses me. I see these fat fuck 3 -teeth chicks ... and even they got someone...)*sigh sigh sigh*
Im burnt out from school...and I do need a rest, but I do need money.
GOAL: to move out into a 1 bedroom. Have 3 locks. Learn to cook more. and something purple. I miss purple. (althoguh Im going through this red phase).
I wish it wasnt so windy out these days - I need to get biking - moreso. Im biking to work (thank you cars who try and mow me down)...but its not enough.
GOAL: Drop another 20-30 lbs.
- 30 -
I know, its been awhile. Thus, this update will be long. But, sub heads. !
SCHOOL
The update of school is simple: I'm on field placement (like co-op or an internship). I found a place last minute, bottom of the pile kinda deal. Its with the Tourism Industry...(of which I know nothing). My contact-boss lady is awesome. Well, yah. Lets go with awesome. She swears ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL the time. And she doesnt hide it, or anything. LOVE IT. My fave curse word from her? DUMBFUCK.
But I hate it. I HATE IT. All I do is write. I hate writing. And it took like 12 people to convince me that my writing is okay. But, here I am, and ...oh, wait...NO IT ISNT. My busy boss lady edits all my stuff, to the point of re-writing. (but shes looking for me to learn...fine).
So, this field placement was suppose to build my confidence, and gie me experience. Well, I'm bored, I listed to KISS FM, and am on MSN between 8-4
Did I mention that I dont get paid for 40 hrs/week? YAh. I hafta get up at 6 am.
SOCAIL LIFE
Even easier: I dont have one. But! I have a plan. When I'm done, April 20th, I'm taking...well, it looks like its 3 now, THREE WEEKS OFF, I'll work at the store, but maybe just the weekends.
I plan on getting the stuff doen that Ive put off
That includes all the friends Ive ignored. !
BOYS
OH, boys. Im more or less done with them. Or, thats what I thought. Cause, I dont know what Im doing with my life, and I dont have the patience or the time to deal with stupid ass boys. However, Ive been sucked into a few. Updates as needed.
EMOTIONS
Well, Ive been stable. As I usually am. Yesterday, I saw Jordan and his GF. Now, according to DONKEY BOY, they were suppose to break up, and Jordan finds her too negative and annoying , and blah blah,
MORE LIES.
I dont want this, whole, stupid, boy-thing, hope you die in a fire, thing to affect the rest of my life.
I fear it might
WORK
Works good. I still like it, retail. I like retail! Who knnew. It gives me a chance to run around (get rid of that extra energy), and to talk (I dont get to talk much at the internship).
I wish they paid me more. But thats everyones chief complaint.
CONCLUSION
so, the conclusion is my life sucks. Not too bad, but I'm miserable getting up early and not having a life.
(I almost quit...yes, quit on tuesday, and if I quit here then that means I drop out of school. I was well aware of this fact...but I talked myself out of it. HOW STUPID would I be if I dropped out with 6 weeks left?)
I like winter. I do. But I HATE what it does to me. That is, makes me eat more, less motivation, and super uber depressed. Without fail, every February.
And, I'm sitting here, having a pity party, and wishing I had Donkey Boy back. It's sad to think that I want him back. I may kill him if I see him, but I want to go back to last year, or the year before. I was comfortable. And, theres a lot to be said for being comfortable with someone.
I now, successfully, have a 20-year old smitten with me. And, well, it's bittersweet. If he was a few years older, then I might be smitten back. I do enjoy hanging out with him, but it makes me feel so old (pity party).
After bitching about blogs, and stuff, I hardley update VOX. But, I think about doing so . I just need to get into the habit again. (Theres also a certain "public trust" that goes into blogging that I have yet to overcome, again).
Didja hear about this?
In, I think California, there was a radio contest. Whomever drank the most water, won a Nintendo Wii. This girl, forgive me I forgot her name, drank 8 liters. EIGHT! and, well ...died. .. for a Wii.
Seven people in total got fired from the radio station
For those of you who have seen Cannibal the Musical...well, youre one of the better people in the world.
Song for today. Let's Build a Snowman!
Sometimes, the world is black.
And tears run from your eyes.
And maybe we'll all get really sick.
And maybe we'll all die.
So...
Let's build a snowman!
We can make him our best friend.
We can name him Tom or we can name him George!
We can make him tall, or we can make him not so tall.
Snowman!
He'll have a happy face, a happy smile, a happy point of view.
If you build me a snowman, then I'll build one for you.
So, let's build a snowman!
We can make him our best friend.
We can name him Bob or we can name him Beowulf!
We can make him tall, or we can make him not so tall.
Snowman!
Hey!
(Tapdance solo)
He'll have a happy face, a happy smile, a happy point of view.
If you build me a snowman, then I'll build one for you.
Snowman! Snowman! Snowman!
Its 8am...I dont wanna be here. Ive almost finished my coffee.
And, by the way, its -26 out. Thats, not only below freezing, but leg-numbing cold.
It was a stressful morning because 8am. and cold. very cold.
So, what did I decide to do? I decided to take a pic (love the iMacs) to post.
Its so cold and early, I didnt bother with my contacts.
I was actually up at 5. I hadda pee, and couldnt get back to bed. I was tossing and turning. Think about ex-donkey boy. How did he get a girlfriend so quickly? why does it bother me. Last year, for Valentines Day, I got a phone call. A PHONE CALL. And it wasnt "happy V-day" It was "work is crap blah blah blah, oh by the way.." And, so, 5am, I'm stewing because I KNOW he's gunna take this new girl out, and treat her all right.
How is it that I got the shitty Boy, and she gets the good Boy. He probably takes care of her. And wants her around.
Have I told anyone that I want him to die? In fact, I told HIM that.
"I want you to die in a fire"
moving on...
I miss dave. I'm looking at his empty seat. And this assignment is so lame. We're looking at webpages and the design aspect. And some of them are bad. (ie. Strong bads website)
anyways....
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