i wish i was a punk rocker.

I feel lonely.
Wait, no, not really. I don't know how I feel.
It's just an odd feeling.
Reversal of what you wanted much?
Oh, and as it turns out, the deadline for me to apply at U of C was June 30th. The April 1st deadline was for residents of Alberta. Yeah. I rule. I could be off this Island right now. Oh well. This year will be good. I know it will.

On the plus side, the car got a tune up yesterday and now it runs smoother than Carlos Santana featuring Rob Thomas.

On another plus side, I think I have a new job working with Apple and iPod support. Yeah, call centres suck your soul out, but my love for Apple trumps my Readers Digest/Resolve Corporation experience. Oh, and I pulled a fast one on the iTunes US Music Store and managed to get 25 free songs, muahaha.

Things will be fine.... now if only I could actually convince myself of the words I'm typing we'd be all set...

andy, you're a star.

Life truly is a bitch, isn't? I know I said that I love having drama in my life, but I take it all back! I don't want it anymore.

A month ago, heck, even a week or so ago, everything was coming along just great. My mother was making final preparations for moving away to Calgary, and I was finalizing moving into my own place for the year. I was working 10 hours a day at a job that I enjoyed and that actually paid me quite handsomely. Everything was coming along just great.

Of course, when things seem to be going fine, that's when they fuck up beyond belief, right? Well, this is the part of the story where that happens. Saturday at 12:30 pm I get a phone call. Long story short, it's the husband of my boss, aka the lady who owns my basement apartment (whom, I may add, I have nothing to do with - she owns everything). He says that "something happened" and that I can't move in anymore. Shit. Yeah, my mom leaves on the 25th, kind of short notice isn't it? Well, we manage to pull some strings and I have a place to stay now. It's quite shady, so now I have to try and find some roommates to move in with.

When I thought things could only get better, today my boss decides to lay an egg on me. She tells me that we're down 15 or so kids, and that myself and another coworker of mine are being laid off. She says that she'll keep me until I get another job, and that if I need to I can get EI. But then she tacks on that maybe I can go to Calgary with my mom. Uhh, last time I checked, you don't pack up and move in 6 days, throwing aside all plans for the academic school year! Not to mention that it's just a tad late to be deciding what to do with the car I'll have next year, to get an airplane ticket refunded, to apply to another school and transfer credits, plus to pack up all your stuff and move it across the country. Ugh. She said she's friends with the GM at Sears, and that he can get me full time job. Yeah, I've heard nothing but horror stories about that place, and I sure as hell am not going back to a call centre. So now I'm frantically trying to find another job. Oy vey. So basically, the woman single handily destroyed my upcoming year by eliminating my place to live, and then removing my source of income.

Oh, and don't even get my started on The Tempest. Being thrown into something at the last minute, on top of personal drama, is always a party.

Now, if you excuse me, I have to go say goodbye to my sanity.

faster kill pussycat.

At 3 today the life guards at Kensington Pool blew their whistles and ordered everyone out of the pool. Why, you ask? No, it wasn't to take a break. No, it wasn't because there were too many people in the pool, and no, it wasn't because it was time for the pool to close. It was because someone pooped in the pool. SICKNESS!!!!! Thankfully I wasn't in the pool at the time so I was saved from having to be in it while the perpetrator went about doing their business. So now they have to close the pool for 24 hours to clean it out. Apparently, this is also the 4th time it's happened this year. Sounds like they have a crapping criminal.

I really need to improve my French. Mental note to talk to Stephanie and Derek in French more often, and to try and find some other Frenchies to chat with. I've also decided what language I plan on learning next. It's not going to be Manderin like I had thought, and it's not going to be German or Italien or Portuguese, even though they were my back-up choices. I've decided I'm going to learn sign language. I think it's really important that as many people that can, learn it. It's in incredibly important language that deserves more recognition.

I think I've already made my mind up about what I'm going to do for my 3rd and 4th years of University.

is it any wonder?

Events this upcoming week:
Monday - Kensington Park and Pool
Tuesday - Green Park and The Yeo House
Wednesday - Stanhope Beach
Thursday - Shining Waters!
Friday - Basin Head

Other upcoming events:
I move out and hopefully find roommates for somewhere else.
My mother leaves.
Charlie comes home.
I finally get myself out of debt.
I win the lottery and never have to owe people money again.

In other (un)related news, I became a super late addition to Shakespeare in the Park's production of The Tempest. The show opens this upcoming Sunday in Victoria Park and I went to my first rehearsal yesterday. Hip hip for Johnny-Come-Latelies.

chasing cars.

So I just spent the last hour and a half looking at the Aldo, SportChek, Old Navy and American Eagle websites. I created shopping carts for all the sites and all together everything I want comes to: $552.15. Now that total doesn't even include other stores that didn't have decent websites (like Blue Notes), all taxes (Aldo was the only one that calculated them) and more importantly Canadian prices (such as the strictly American Old Navy site). So the total value of all clothing desired by me exceeds the total value listed above by, at the very least, another $150 or so, bringing my grand total to more than $700. Sigh. I wish I could win the lottery...

futuresex/lovesounds.

OK....so things aren't supposed to be turning out this way.
Screwed over wha?

As a side note I've eaten way too much today. Since I woke up so early for my moms yard sale I spent the entire morning munching on supper left overs from last night. After that I went to Formosa Tea House with Reese and had some of the most amazing food there, once that was done we went to Cow's and got Ice Cream. When I came home my mom dragged me to Sobeys with her and she wound up buying a pizza for supper, so I had a few slices of that; and right now I'm eating a Fudgesicle. Frig, I'm never going to lose weight if I keep eating like this.

PS// I have now surpassed my Livejournal post count.

whatever and ever amen.

I'm slowly dying.....
Someone make my allergies stop!
It feels as if I've been hit by a train.
Red, intensly itchy eyes. Runny nose. Violent sneezing. The whole 9 yards.
Unfortunately, Bruce Willis and Matthew Perry can't help me.
So please, someone shoot me before my allergies kill me.

There's now less than 3 weeks remaining. I don't really know how I feel. Hmmm.

we used to be friends.

I'm not dead, mearly exhausted.
Work sure does take a lot out of you.
Tomorrow we go to Cabot Park.
Wednesday Old Rainbow Valley and Cavendish Beach.
Thursday Brudenell Trail Rides.
Friday Wyatt House in S'side and Chelton Beach.

Canada Day was passable. The month of June was passable. July holds many changes, we'll see how it goes.

I can't wait until Big Brother starts this Thursday. I've also become addicted to Veronica Mars.