school again...

I've kinda cut off my hurray (part 3), but I don't feel like doing that right now, perhaps tomorrow night if I have time and am not too tired. I've been extremely tired all week.

I started school again on Monday, I felt so nervous at first. Like I'd been away for so long that I wouldn't know what to do. I went there early, worried that I wouldn't be able to find my classes since I was in the tower and I'd never been in there before. In fact all of my classes are in the tower now, except for one in the castle. Unfortunately for me, I found my classrooms right away, and because I'd gone there early I had several hours before any of my actual classes began.

Then the next thing that bothered me kicked in. I no longer knew anybody, and anyone I was aquainted with that still attended SAIT, was not only in any program remotely close to my AIM program, but also undoubtably none of them would be taking anything in the business tower like I was. I had to sit around for a few hours with nothing to do and not a sole to speak with. I figure it'll be like this for a while until I manage to join a new group o f "friends" to hang out with.
Luckily I did manage to speak with some of the girls that are in some of my lectures.

It's weird though, alot of the people in my classes have this look to them. They look like preps and neat freaks, and they worry about their makeup and wear wrinkle free perfect fit kakis with the pretty flowery/frill shirts. There was maybe 8-10 other people besides myself that had jeans and t-shirts like me. I'm the only one with facial piercings and the only one that didn't have one of those travel bags with the pullout handle so you don't have to carry it as a backpack. Just little things I notice as differences I guess. I kinda feel out of place (like I'll be the first egver pot-smoking, body-pierced, dressed to feel comfortable secretary) but at the same time I'm doing just as good, if not better than the rest. For example, I've already got them all beat at our skillbuilding typing and our accounting fundamentals classes. I had a hard time not laughing my ass off when one of the profs said we should hope to build ourselves up to a 60 wpm by the end of the semester, but that she believed most of us wouldn't make it past 40wpm. I then proceeded to type a 3min timer at 95 wpm. She got really excited and said she hadn't seen anyone type as fast as me in yeasr. Quite funny, and weird...since that isnt' even the best I can do.

I can't say much yet as I'm still in my first week, but I'm already predicting that half my classes will be very easy and the othe rhalf very hard, but that the whole program is going to be very boring. 10 months to go till next summer, back to ny and there's only 2 years of this...that's not too bad, right? I can survive.....it would be easier if I had someone to talk with between classes. :S

Hurray! (part 2)

Look at this, two nights in a row, I'm doing good :P
So let's see where did I leave off...around my birthday

Yeah so my birthday kinda sucked this year since almost everyone forgot about it. But at the same time I had put in my notice at work, and my last day was the day afte rmy birthday, which seemed like a wonderful present. I was planning on taking off most of the summer, and though I could have prolly worked for at least another work, I had decided I'd had my fill of Safeway for a lifetime. My last day was probably the best shift ever, because I spent the whole time thinking of how great it would be once I was gone. The feeling of freedom as I left and the feeling of that I would have to go back there to work anymore. It was so great.

So then starts my summer of freedom. Best summer ever :P well one of at least. For the first week I busied myself doing nothing but trying to act like it was something important. Mostly I read books I'd been meaning to read, whild sunbathing on the picnic table out back, or playing AoD, or going to the gym. Though my mother seemed quite angry with the fact that I quit my job for no apparent reason (apparent to her that is) and decided that I never spoke to her anymore, to talk with her to inform her on my feelings or views on things in my life. I must agree that I do not, but have no intention of doing so. At any case, she still seemed content for me to accompany her around especially to the gym, since she doesn't like to go alone, and she knows that she needs to go, since she's grown the belly of a pregnant woman minus the baby and I don't think she's feeling good about herself.

The week after that was stampede week, prolly the most exciting week in the whole year here in Calgary. It's when we aquire all our tourists, and have fireworks every night, and rodeos every day, with the amusement park with the great rides, and the very good bands playing every night. I tried to attend the bands each night, or at least hang out with Alex. I also went to the Roadhouse with Candace a few times (Roadhouse being my favorite dance club here in Calgary that I frequent randomly with her). The bands that played this year were Sum41, Default, The Tea Party, The Trews, ZZ Top, Fefe Dopson, Nelly Furtado....and someone else, I know I'm forgetting someone, and it's most likely someone important. Anyways it was all good fun. The day before stampede ended my first flight came.

On my first trip I flew to Ontario, for an AoD mud meet. There I got to meet Magnum, Sarissa, Tuck, Tinuviel and his gf Luinil, Djgod, Afterlife, Makta, Jaelle and Vladimir (am I missing anyone? I don't think so...sorry if I am, it's late again). I stayed there for a weekend, and had lots of fun to get to meet everyone that I've been mudding with for a while. It was a shame that alot of people didn't show up, but if there's ever another meet, hopefully I will then. Alex and I are planning to try to have one here in Calgary next summer, maybe that will work out :) I had quite a few pictures, but unfortunately for me my camera got fuckered up over the summer and the flash only went off half the time, so pretty much the majority of my pics didn't come out. Here's one of my favorites that came out, of me and Sarissa.


Well, like last night I posted way too late at night and now I'm dead tired again to not only the point where my brain shut down, but I'm also having trouble keeping my eyes open. I'll post a part 3 tomorrow night hopefully, and oohh Grey gets home tomorrow night too from his trip to Hawaii, I hope it went well for him, and I hope he's pleased with the new look to my blog :)

G'night

Hurray! (part 1)

Well all is saved.....or rather my blog is saved. Grey told me there were some new templates available on blogger, so I checked them out and found this one. There might be a couple hundred people with the same template, but oh well. Just tweaked the sidebar a bit and added the tagboard. I'm thinking it looks pretty cool. My archives are finally back, *cheers*. But I did lose the comments/carrots thingy on each post...but thinking back the only person who ever posted anything on them was Grey, and I figure any comments can just be made on the tag-board anyhoo. I also liek the fact that I can link pics directly to the page now (providing I have them somewhere else on the web *I love you photobucket!*), instead of having to post a link to another page. Much better. And for those of you who missed any of my previous posts when I did post links, and don't actually know me rl....well my previous post provides a picture of da Bunneh for ya.

So now I guess comes the part where I try to sum up all the crap that has happened in my life since the last time I posted. *pauses for a few minutes to read her last post to see where she is at* Ok here goes:

I'd gotten so sick of work thatI'd started to call in sick to about half my shifts, which were typically morning shifts and my excuse was merely that I didn't feel well or that I was vomitting or something or another. The woman in charge of mornings, whom always received my call-ins, began trying to convince me to get a pregnancy test done, because she was more than convinced that my sudden morning sickness was caused by me apparently being with child. For the shifts that I did attend, I was rather careless, meaning I became less kind towards the customers and uncaring to most things they had to say, I started wearing my spikey barbel in my eyebrow instead of the retainer I'd bought especially for working there, openly chewing gum, and other things like that.

I met up with Sarah B that one time we had planned, we saw a video and then caught up on each other's lives, which apparently hers had been as boring as mine since high school. That one meet must have been satisfying enough for the both of us, for neither she nor I made any effort thereafter to meet up at any other point until just a few days ago where she and I happened to ateend the same party. She is a great girl tho and she and I do get along quite well, only we both share the same quiet attribute, and so unless she and I have someone else hanging out with us, there usually isn't much for conversation. We even randomly talk online but converstaions don't last for long. She is going on the same trip Kelda went on (where she met up with Marshall Penney from back home) in just a week. Kelda just got back from hers. I hope she has a good trip like Kelda did, and I hope her going away party goes well (ie-cambria doesn't show up, or if she does she and I don't get into any sort of fight)

Sean did move away to BC to live with his father, but that arrangement didn't last for long as his father isn't used to having a family member to take care of and told Sean that he'd rather live alone. So Sean returned here to Calgary, and is now living in Alex's basement. He talks about various plans he has, but I really don't know where he's going now...wether it be going back to school, or to get a job, or to join the army. I'm sure he'll figure it out in good time.

Alex has been chilling with me as usual, and has remained my best friend for the whole time. He had a girlfriend for a long time since my last post, but I found out last night that he broke up with her. He's currently looking for a decent job, and he and I still plan to move out sometime hopefully before christmas. Sean and possibly Dustin might move in with us too. I'm not sure on that though.

Speaking on the moving out part, I've been trying to move out and have a place away from this area to live in, but things always come up. First my cousin and his girlfriend invited me to move in with them while they stay and my cousin's stepsister's place. And it sounded like a pretty sweet deal other than the fact that I didn't know any of the other people that lived there, which counted up to 6 other people. Then my cousin and his gf decided they were getting pretty annoyed with living at that place and that they'd like to move in somewhere with just me, which also sounded like a pretty sweet deal. But then they both got booted out of their stepsister's house very suddenly because she got laid off and moved back to Newfoundland and the two of them were forced to move into a friends house, which they apparently are quite content at living in now...though I was not welcome to move there with them. And just recently two girls from work have invited me to move in with them, and their deal sounded more than great, but they wanted to move in by today actually, and after all my travels this summer, I'm a little financially impaired. So now it's just to hope that Alex and I get a place. I think out of all those choices, Alex is the best anyways. He's the one I feel most comfortable around out of all them, and so I'd definately feel more at home living with him.

Grey and I had a very dumb fight around the time of my birthday and we stopped talking to each other for a short period of time. I say it was a dumb fight, because I do not remember what provoked it, what was said during it, nor even what it was about. He was kind enough to call me on my birthday though, mainly to inquire if I still intended to visit him or not, but also to attempt to settle whatever the disagreement was about. I knew right away that it had been a big mistake whatever had started the fight, and I apologized immediately, because I care for him and didn't want to have him not talking to me, and I'm very glad it was agreed that it would all be forgotten about.

My stepfather hasn't said too much to me since around my last post either. My mother told him that if he didn't have anything nice to say to me that he shouldn't say anything to me at all. He took her by her word and hasn't said much more than a sentence or two here and there since. My mother may defend me against her husband, but she and I have been having many a disagreements ourselves lately, and I'm getting pretty fet up with it all. She's really only furthering my desire to move out of this area. I think she is going through menapause or something, because she has this major mood swings so much, and anything can provoke her.

Anyways, so my birthday rolled around and everyone excluding Grey who called me, and Alex who always knows what's going on with my life forgot about my "special day". Even my parents. I didn't even get a "happy birthday" from them, until my stepfather noticed me going out all dressed up on that day, asked me where I was going to which I replied "out for my birthday supper" (which Alex and I went on :Sean was supposed to go but bleh on him for being mean) the next day my mother brought home a card and a cherry flavored ice cream cake. I mainly like ice cream cake when it's a chocolate one, because of the chocolate, and it's Keith who has the huge love for cherries, not me. So I ended up dubbing the cake as Keith's Stacy's Birthday Cake, in which he ended up eatting all of it aside from the single piece I had anyways.

*yawns and tries desparately to keep her eyes open* since I believe my brain just shut down and I'm officially ready for sleep, I'm going to turn this catch up post into a part1 and make another post tomorrow to finish it all. I'm sure this is all long enough anyways. Plenty to read. and I will remember to post. I like the new look to it and as long as I know someone is reading this stuff, I'm sure it's no problem for me to be able to go further at a later date.....if any of that just made sense I will be happy, because I'm very tired.....so I'm going to leave it at that

Pic Test

I saw that it was possible to add pictures to the page now instead of what I did before with the linking to another page... this is just to test it out:

Life After Death

I must say I'd actually forgotten about this place completely until a few days ago. It really is hard for me to take the time to just sit here and talk about things that happen. Even when I was little I was horrible at keeping au currant with my diary. I always start off good, keeping track every day, then I forget about it for a week or two or three (in this case it has been months), then remember about it and have to try and sum up everything that has happened during the gap of time.

Anyways, this isn't my catch up post, I'm not going to try and fill in the blanks of everything that's happened since my last post. This is just my post to say that I'm still alive, and that I will _try_ to post again to update my life's story :P And I should really do something about the layout, cuz the code is really buggy and I originally just took it from Grey, which was mean. I've noticed that he made a different one, prolly cuz he didn't like me having the same one. Maybe I'll get him to fix up a nice one for me. And...I don't know what the heck happened to the archives....my earlier posts are gone! Gone! GONE!! Oh well, Grey!! Help me! lol

I'll post again, promise!