A new place.

Well I made it. With the help of family and Dawnikins(<3). After Shane went to work I pretty much sat here vidja gamed and tved. Not much. Terry woke up from his nap and we went to Co-op (its the equivelent of Save On Foods) and got stuff for dinner. Had some rice and chicken(LOL). Though it was butter chicken. Mmmm. I don’t have much else to say. Probly going to Calaway Park and a mall that has a comic book shop in it. I should get some resumes printed off. I need a job, if I am idle all the time I think I will lose me mind. Ha ha.

Before my mom left she gave me under wear, plums, and tea. I just looked at her laughed and said my thanks. I thought the under wear was pretty win.

Tomorrows gonna be so boring. No one will be home all day. ;_;

Welp

Well I am moving tomorrow I am all packed up. I am horribly excited.  Dawn’s coming over at 8 tonight. I get Wok Box for dinner. Yumm yumm.
I was up at 6 this morning. I was so mad. WHY NOT A DECENT HOUR?! WHY!?

I put happy in my hair. Its pretty awesome.

Walking at sunset

So I got my out fit today from the mall. I went there grabbed it and then when I got to the counter to pay they said I could go pick something else for free. So I wandered around the store for like… 15 or more minutes trying to find something I liked. I ended up getting a hoodie. Its plan and black but it has a heart on the hood. And it wasn’t ridiculously small like most girl hoodies. Its a normal size.  I hate it when they are small. WTF?! People need warmth in the tummy/ back area too! So when I got to the counter the girl was said I didn’t have to wait. But I didn’t want to be rude. And she replied with ” Psh be rude I do it all the time. In a nice way but rude.” So I told her if I was going to be rude there is no being nice I have to be a bitch about it. I mean really whats the point of being rude if your going to be nice? I can’t wait to wear my out fit. My tackyness is screaming to come out.

When I was at work my work pants ripped in the knee. I was so sad. Could they have not waited till the 24th? I Mean I will still wear them. But still, why? I am going to try and sew them back together. Also I think I did the DUMBEST thing I will ever do. Ever. Before we enter the rooms we have to knock on them and announce it is house keeping. So I went to do so, knocked and said ” Hello! House keeping!” and then stopped.. and ” Oh son of a bitch!! I JUST KNOCKED ON MY LEG!!” Yes. I knocked on my leg. I’m fucking retarded. Theres a foot ball team staying at the hotel. I met the bus driver. Hes awesome and nice. I also met a few of the players. HA! Funniest thing ever. They hit on Chelsie and I. And asked us out. It was the funniest thing ever. This pretty much never happens. They tried to get us to go drinking/ clubbing with them tonight. Chelsie is 17, and neither of us drink. We pointed this out to them… and they said “Well… room 117, come on in if you want to start drinking.” They left their room… instantly Chelsie and I started laughing. She came into the toilet room (which is where I was ’cause I was cleaning the tub) and sits down and starts rolling around laughing on my back. It was good lulz.

I went for a walk due to mass boredom. I got some sweet pictures. I will throw them onto flickr at some point I’m sure. I wish I had a tri-pod. The moon was so pretty, and as soon as I turned to see it “Sort of a Protest Song” by Matthew Good came on. So I has a pretty moon on one side and a sun set that looked so surreal on the other. It was pretty awesome. And when I was walking home, “Running for Home” came on. BEST 10 MINUTES OF PRETTYNESS EVER!

The night before last I had a dream that was nasty as sin. I opened a door to a feezer and oh hey a dead person that had been burnt to death, I could smell the body. It was fucking gross. Ugh.

And now I am off to bed to read. I must start a new book. I finished mine last night. Whoot.

The Bright End of Nowhere

God, some days I wish I didn’t think at work.
I had myself so damned depressed and frustrated with myself and my lack of committing to the goals I set or activities I am into. I mean I thought about it and I don’t have any true talent. “BLAH BLAH BLAH YOU CAN DRAW.” Yeah I can draw mediocre shit that any one could do.  I really wish I had kept up with singing, or soccer, or karate.  Not that I was any good at soccer or karate… but maybe with practice I could have gotten better. I can’t even judge if I was any good at singing because I was young when I was in lessons. Bah, I needed to vent it. I will be good for at least a few months before I think this way again.

I got my taxes back. Finally. Marj wasted no time in reminding me I ow her $80. Bah. I know woman. I hate owing you.

I am going to laugh really hard when I move and theres no one to mow the lawn. This I am sure makes me a horrible person.

I started my painting last night. I have a feeling its going to suck. We will see.

HULK SMASH

Ok so, some of you may know Marj was apparently intending to talk me out of moving. Well I’m pretty sure I got that talk today. She got my dad to come and get me and we sat in her room while she told me her worries of me moving to Calgary. She went on about how she wanted me to look within myself to be sure that this is what I wanted, also that I didn’t lose my goals. It was I don’t know how long in there listening to her go on about how she respected my decision and wanted me to make sure I wasn’t going into this lying to myself. I was asked questions like ” Do you feel you love this boy?” and ” Do you see a future with him?” Basically Marj wanted her piece to be said before I left. She also said she was uncomfortable with me living at Shane’s Dad’s place because she doesn’t know him. (Well Marj Terry is pretty awesome and looked into getting me a job where he works. Seriously thats like amazingly awesome and helpful) But after I move I can’t move back in if things don’t work out. Why you ask? Well Marj’s friend Sue is probably going to be renting out my room and the other room. Good luck to that whole thing. In the end of it I told Marj ” Thank you for sharing your concerns I am glad you told me these things and that you care. Don’t worry I have thought about a lot of things including all the things you have mentioned.”

So I have a painting idea which is an atom or a molecule splitting but it would all be done in really bright colors. I am going to start on this soon. Hopefully tonight. I pulled out a canvas and everything. Speaking of bright colors… I had to do this. I am a bored human being and if hes going to be the damned Hulk, hes got to be green. GREEN DAMN IT! But yeah… this is SHANE-HULK smashing things with his wooden spoon. RAW RAW RAW!

Noise is the clothing

Welp I have about 2 weeks left in the Okanagan. Then I get to start all new and stuff in a new friggen province. This is going to be a mind blowing experience. I feel excitement. Even if my family isn’t into said idea. They can bite me.

Also. It seems weird feeling frustration again. Since coming off my pills, honestly at work I can feel my frustration and some times I want to throw shit, except I am too aware that it would just cost more time. So instead, I just sigh really loudly.

I got a new bra yesterday. Apparently I am now a B cup. W00T. I also got a toque and these amazingly comfortable jammie pants. I tried on these insane red pants that I would love to get and a purple shirt. Such a noisy out fit. I actually wish i had gotten them now. -sigh- I fail at life. What ever. Maybe my next pay check I will go there again see if they still have them.

What…

Well I went blond again. It is definitely a massive change, but soon it will be back to its rainbow self. Which will be nice. But till then we all have to live with horrendous blond me. I’M SORRY DAWN.

Ambition is a tricky thing

So work today was fucking shit. I had oh I don’t know 20-23 rooms. Only 5 of which were stays the rest were all check outs. I didn’t get a partner either. By 4pm I still had 10 check outs left. Front desk started to pester us at 5 because apparently guests were getting bitchy making a scene in front of everyone. I was actually about to bitch out the guy pestering me and the people whom (thankfully) came and helped me. But after he asked about a room and I said ” I have no fucking clue how long it will be.” Chelsie offered to clean the room. Apparently he reamed her out after leaving the room. Fuck really… customers and front desk need to be told we are understaffed and can’t work fucking miracles. We can only work so fast. I had one room that was so fucking disgusting it took an hour to clean. They ripped up one of the beds because a baby puked on it. bottles every where, i swear over a pack of smoke butts in the ashtray, paper all over the floor.  By that room i was ready to cry. But I knew logically the tears would get me nothing but a stuffy nose and a head ache, I also wanted to rip shit apart but again logically I know that that just creates more mess to clean, or hit someone but that would get me in shit. No wonder I have chronic tummy aches at work and gray hair I pent up my stress because I look at the aftermath. Hurr… bitch bitch bitch. Its all I do. I need to stop doing so much bitching. A side note… I think I am getting a dent in my shins because theres very sore spot but no bruise. Its rather irritating for making beds.

I need to eat less junk food. Just sayin.

The other night I had a dream I was preggo. WTF?!  It was so weird.

M’kay

So not much has really happened. What with working the entire time. Speaking of, one of the girls (shes 17 and retarded i have decided) phoned in and said ” Why haven’t I been payed?” ” No ones been payed yet. pay day isn’t till Wednesday.” ” Well I want my money.” ” We can’t give it to you its not our department.” ” Well I won’t come in till I get payed.” Fuck shes so dumb. WE CAN’T GIVE YOU YOUR MONEY ITS DIRECT DEPOSIT AND ITS FOR PAYROLL TO DO NOT THE HOUSE KEEPING MANAGEMENT!! Jesus. And today we were allowed to have left over rooms. Which is sweet because you don’t have to rush your self. But no… front desk kept fucking booking the rooms so we had to do those rooms if i had been told they booked one more room after 3 i would have said ” No I’m not doing it. Its too late for that you do the damn room!” I mean fuck.

I cleaned my lap top today. So nice all the dust crumbs and hair is gone. The screen is actually clean. Fuck its grand. It took me like an hour to do I’m doing my hair Thursday with Becky. I am booting Dan out at like…430-5. If he hangs out or not.