California Travels!

So, we got back nearly 2 weeks ago, and I still haven't written about our adventure.
It definitely was an adventure.

Tuesday Oct.13 (seems so long ago.)
Somehow I got through my day of having a midterm, 2 papers and a presentation. I rushed home and procrastinated for a few hours until I finally decided to pack. Brent came to pick me up around 11pm-12am, and went back to Waterloo. Brent had to get some last minute stuff done, then we went to sleep.

Wednesday Oct.14
Had a terrible sleep because I was so excited. Since I was so excited, I started worrying about time because we were flying from Buffalo. We stopped at his parents place, Brent packed up his stuff and we headed to Buffalo. We were both very hungry so we were both on edge until we got to the airport. Brent thought we may have problems crossing the border, but everything was pretty quick. By the time we got on the shuttle to the airport, we had got a little more relaxed and just a tad bit excited. We checked in our baggage ($20US per bag, what a joke) and got through security smoothly. We decided to grab some lunch since we ended up having 2 hours to kill (after all of the irritation of being late). Since the selection was so varied (not) we sat down at a little restaurant for our first american meal. The people beside us were talking about how Toronto really is a boring city and noone should go there. Stupid americans. Brent and I played cards, and we both won fairly evenly (I let him win). We sat and waited to board the plane, thinking of ways to get in trouble ;). We hopped on the first plane to Newark, which was an hour long, then we entertained ourselves by taking really stupid pictures of ourselves, and transfered to the plane that would be taking us to San Francisco. We loaded onto the plane on time, but ended up sitting on the runway for an hour to take off. Because of this, we didn't end up getting to San Francisco until 1:15am their time (4:15am our time). On the flight we actually got dinner that was edible, it was a burrito with a salad and carrots with dip and a brownie for dessert. It was pretty impressive. Both of us were tired when we landed and grabbed the airport shuttle to La Quinta (piece of shit) after being very irritated about finding where to catch it. When we finally got to the "hotel", there was an annoying lady taking her sweetass time to sign in and was wandering around with a map because she was so confused about where her room was. We were both so exhausted we didn't even help her. We shuffled into our HUMID room and I went to sleep while Brent went for a late night stroll in the area. It was pretty amazing to get to San Francisco with warm weather. In the middle of October wearing boxers to bed and having to sleep on top of the sheets because it was so hot. Love it.

Thursday Oct.15
I woke up at 8:15am to check out the complimentary breakfast. I assumed it would be some toast or cereal with coffee and juice, but it ended up being pretty spectacular considering it was free. I went back to wake Brent up, and dragged him half-asleep to the breakfast. We had tea & coffee, waffles, bagels and yogurt, then went back to the room, put on our jogging gear (Brent somehow fit into my shorts, lol) and went for a jog around the ugly industrial area we were situated in. There were some pretty funky looking trees growing and we were introduced to the BLUE MAN. The BLUEMAN was incredibly entertaining and I enjoyed his company. We didn't go too far since we didn't want to get too far from the "hotel", so we jogged back, showered, checked our emails in the lobby while we waited for the shuttle (I lost the key for this entire time) and went to pick up our rental car at the airport. The San Francisco airport is interesting like the Toronto airport because it has these shuttles that take you to different places around the airport. The funny thing that happened here was the fact that it has a sharp turn. We were standing up and manly Brent stumbles on the turn. While he fell, he decided the best way not to fall was to grab my bossom for leverage in front of everyone. Not only was this just an awkward situation, but I was not wearing a bra that day... so, well you get the picture, as did everyone else. Ha haaaa, so funny. Anyways, we finally get to the rental car place and I got very frustrated because they screwed up our reservation. Long story short, this costed us an extra $250US for the 4 days, which I was not impressed about. Brent said that we could take care of it later, so I left irritated and we picked up our car. We were supposed to get a stupid economy Aveo or something, but when they drove up with a Dodge Charger, we both looked at each other and laughed. I guess we had got upgraded (or screwed over) to a red gas-guzzling car. Brent did all the paperwork and we booked it out of there. We got back to the "hotel", I found the key to our room and ran back because I wanted to get out of the shithole and to NAPA VALLEY! On the way back to the room, I noticed a sign in the hallway that read something like...
" CAUTION: THIS FACILITY HAS BEEN KNOWN TO CARRY CHEMICAL SUBSTANCES THAT COULD BE HARMFUL TO YOU. THIS FACILITY IS NOT RESPONSIBLE."
Well, that just made me want to get out of there even more, but I should've taken a picture. And the saddest part of that was the fact the room was still a $130US/night room. After about 2 hours we left the "hotel" and headed North towards Napa Valley. We drove through downtown San Francisco and on the Bay Bridge which is miles long above the water. It only took about 1.5 hours to get to Napa. We actually ended up driving through Napa (since there actually isn't anything there) and into a town called Yountville where our B&B was located. The scenery was pretty amazing driving through the mountains, even though it was a little cloudy. After driving past our B&B like 4 times, we finally found it. The house had a large garden, and our room was on the main floor with a private garden patio with a link to a hot tub. The lady who owned the house was incredibly nice and gave us a couple wine tasting coupons. It was getting later, (like 4:00pm), so we drove into the town of Yountville and looked for a place to eat dinner. We decided on a place called Hurley's, which served traditional Californian food and made a reservation for 8:30pm. We then drove around trying to find the Goosecross Winery. It was almost 4:30pm, which was when they closed, so we dashed inside to have a quick wine tasting. Since we had a free coupon (at this place, a wine tasting was $10US a person), we started with whites and then to reds. It was pretty busy in there, and I'm not sure if the guys working there didn't care, but fuck we were both drunk after our 5 tastings. It was good it was free since the wine itself wasn't very good. After that, Brent (slowly) drove back into the town to look around. We went by this cool spa-looking place which was very modern and cool looking. We decided to stop and look around the place, and found out that it was a new hotel built this year. A very expensive hotel (starting at $550US/night). It was happy hour by then, so we both got a beer and looked around. Brent bought me some oil from the spa there which smelt really nice. I was really tipsy at this point, and it was only 5:30pm. We stopped by a grocery store and picked up some chilled wine, crackers, jelly, some local chocolate and some yummy cheeses for an appetizer before dinner. We had a very flamboyant guy helping us, and we got some really delicious cheese out of the deal. We drove back to the B&B and sat outside for our appetizer. Brent drank nearly the entire bottle, so when it came time for us to head over to the restaurant, I drove. The restaurant was quite quaint and we ordered some calamari for an appetizer, Brent had a burger (big surprise) and I had a very nice salad since I wasn't very hungry. At this point, Brent was quite wasted so we headed back to the B&B and went in the hot tub to relax before bed. The stars look the same as they do in Canada, but since we were somewhere so deserted, they were that much brighter and lovelier.

Friday Oct.16 (The best day of all)
We woke up at 8:45am to have breakfast with the other guests. I woke up a little earlier to have some tea in bed, but I couldn't find any so I waited until breakfast. We had this special oatmeal with a custard, sausage (which Brent really enjoyed, lol) and fresh fruit. We sat around and chatted with the other (much older guests) and got a feel for what we should do for the rest of the day. We were informed that the North part of California (the part we were in) had very different people and lifestyle than they do in Southern California. We went back to our room, had a tickle fight, showered, took a little walk around the property and packed up our stuff. We got a map of the area and the wineries (all 200 of them) and missioned away from our little B&B (and my dream house on a hill) and on the road. I had looked up a specific winery before we left called the Castello de Amorosa, and I really wanted to go. We drove further north through the amazing scenery - someone had granted us the most perfect weather for our day, sunny warm and wonderful. We passed many interesting-looking wineries, went through a little town of St.Helena, and finally found the Castello de Amorosa, which is a winery in an old CASTLE. This was absolutely amazing. We drove up the driveway, parked and started to walk around the area. It was situated on a hill overlooking the entire landscape, filled with so many grapes, trees and mountains. Truly breathtaking. To look around the castle we had to pay $15US, which included a wine tasting. We walked around, and took some pictures. We both climbed up onto the high balconies and got in trouble because it was not allowed since it was so high off the ground (although we did get our pictures, ha!). Brent and I toured the castle on our own, all the while smelling the wood burning in the fire place, smelling fresh wine being made and looking at a real castle. We wandered into a couple rooms we were not allowed into (which was so bs) and into the Great Hall, where we took my favorite picture of us from the trip - us sitting in the King and Queen's chairs. After a little while, we decided to head down to the basement to do the wine tasting. We bought a couple post cards and found out there was a true dungeon in the castle below us with creepy killing devices they used in the distant past. Brent was telling me about one that a person goes into a box and there are special holes to stick knives in the body in areas where it wouldn't kill someone, but develop a great amount of pain and torture. Fun. We went into the wine tasting place and had Gordon help us with the wine tasting. We were only supposed to have 5 tastings each, but Gordon gave both of us a taste of each... 20 wines. Considering it was only 11:30am, we tried not to get tipsy but it was really hard. We both had the equivalence of about 4 glasses of wine. These wines were much nicer, especially the SWEEEEEEEEET dessert wines, and ESPECIALLY the dessert wine that I frikkin' loved which was $79US a bottle. Gordon gave us some chocolate to have along with it and we were both in heaven. We finally dragged ourselves away from the winery, and tried to find a specific winery&deli we had to advised to go to called Sattui. We drove by it at first, but then we parked and ventured in. This place was AMAZING! You can go buy a bottle of wine, and food from the deli and have a picnic. That is exactly what we did, I loved this. We first had a few samples of cheeses they were giving out (we were starving) and found out they made over 100 different cheeses there. We waited in line for about 15 minutes (so busy), got a little messy with raspberry chocolate sauce they were sampling, and ordered our DELICIOUS meal including: an italian sandwich, a couple artichoke hearts, seafood salad, and a tomato and FRESHLY MADE creamy mozzarella pesto salad with organic mango juice. We found a table outside and devoured our meal. It was so frikking delicious, I was so content. Once we finished all our food, we headed back onto the road towards San Francisco. Since we didn't have GPS, I was the direction marshall guiding us on our travels (I have to say this because I was, and Brent too very impressed with my direction skills). We took the long way around the water so we could go across the Golden Gate Bridge. The drive was quite amazing and we successfully crossed the bridge. It was a pretty amazing experience. I felt like I was living a day in Full House. Somehow we didn't get stuck in bad traffic, so we drove around the INTENSELY crazy streets of San Francisco, including down the "crookedest street in San Francisco" which was, the crookedest street ever. Brent had alot of fun driving down it, then we went down to the water, parked and walked towards Fisherman's Wharf. We wanted to take the trolley, but the lineup was ridiculously long. We walked along Fisherman's Wharf, saw Azkaban - I mean, Alkatraz prison, saw a guy catching crabs (the real kind), saw seals/otters in the water below us and sat along the walkway and enjoyed the moment. Once we started to get hungry we drove down towards Union Square which is the main shopping district. It took us a while to find a parking spot, and when we did, we noticed that we were in a very sketchy area. No wonder the parking was so cheap. We stopped by a corner store and got drinks for a 1/3 of what you would pay here, and walked towards Union Square. We went into a jewelery store to look at pearls (which were a little more than expensive), then Brent took me to Macy's and Victoria's Secret and looked around at some pretty things, and Brent bought me some pretty things as a gift. Most of the stores were closing, but we stopped by Barnes & Noble for a peebreak and got Brent's mom a Halloween card which I thought she would like. I wanted to do Thai for dinner, and asked an asian girl in Victoria's Secret for a recommendation, but she got really confused so we left to find one ourselves. Apparently Obama was at Union Square just the day before we were there, oh well. We walked around Union Square and somehow found ourselves in "Little Thai Town" like, 2 blocks from Union Square. We ended up eating at a Vietnamese restaurant by the window. The day seemed to be made specifically for us. We order some tea and soup and a meal each. The soup was a Hot& Sour soup which was MILD. At the very end of eating the soup, right before our main courses got there, I bit into something that looked like a green bean. Unfortunately for myself, who hates hot food, bit into a habinaro (SP?) pepper. My mouth started to sweat a lot, my eyes started watering and then my mouth was ON FIRE. I had never eaten anything that hot in my entire life. Brent was sitting across from me laughing his ass off while I was in temporary hell. I couldn't enjoy the rest of my meal for at least 15 minutes because everytime something hot hit my tongue, my mouth was back on fire. Once it wear off, I got to enjoy my meal which was realllly realllly good. We wanted to stop at The Cheesecake Factory for dessert, so we went up to the 8th floor of Macy's where it was absolutely packed and had over an hour wait for dessert. I tried to find another location in San Francisco because Brent really wanted to go, but it was to no avail. We decided it wasn't worth it and time to head back to the car- wherever it was, since we didn't exactly pay attention, and found it after walking past some really cool places including a Dr.Seuss art gallery. Brent made sure that everything was still in the car, since the windows somehow were down, and we started driving out of San Francisco to find a cheap hotel for the night. Earlier in the trip, after we left San Francisco the first time, I noticed that I left my favorite stuffed animal that I've had forever in the "hotel" the first night. We went back to see if it was there, and it wasn't. I took a minute and was actually quite distraught after losing my Snort that I slept with every night. Yes, I am 22 and sleep with a stuffed bull. We drove... and drove... for 3 hours around stupid Campbell trying to find:
a. someone that knew where a motel/hotel was
b. a frikking motel/hotel
Finally we found a couple motels which was "cheap" ($100US) but not cheap enough. We continued to drive until we found a Motel6 which still cost $70US for the night. It had been a long day, so we buckled into our dingy and disgusting motel room and went to sleep.

Saturday Oct.17
Since this place didn't have a continental breakfast, we woke up and headed to McDonald's (woo) since we didn't know where else to go. We ate on the way, trying to find our way back onto the route we got off of the night before. It ended up that we picked a good place to stop because the highway lead us directly towards the Pacific Coast highway. The air instantly got cooler once we got near the ocean, but the weather was just as nice as the day before. The roads along the coast are all through the mountains and incredibly zig-zagged. Considering the amount of miles we travelled, it took us a very long time to get far. Once we hit Monterey Bay, we stopped at the first beach off the highway, right after the fields and fields of strawberries. We walked down to the ocean and for the first time the entire trip, we stuck our feet in the ocean. The cold, cold ocean. Brent and sat together and enjoyed the sound of the waves and the picturesque view we had. We took a quick stop at 7-11 to grab a map and some snacks and were back on the road. After a few hours, we needed gas and food. We were both starving. We finally found somewhere to fill up and stopped at the first restaurant that we saw called the Lotus Lodge in Big Sur. This restaurant was very expensive for what we got, but we paid for the view, not the food. We were perched on a cliff basically looking out onto the ocean and along the coast. It was amazing and WARM. Ah, I miss the warm. Our server was a 50-60 year old man that was a crazy joker and loved his job. He was very entertaining. At some point, there was an accident on the road, so we got out and went for a look. Apparently a motorcycle had got stuck underneath the front of an RV. Yikes. The traffic didn't take too long to clean up, and we were back on our way. We drove through many national parks, all smelling so delicious and fresh. It was so amazing being near the sound of the ocean and the smell of the trees. We finally got to San Simeon to check out the Hearst Castle, but the waittime would be too long, so we checked out the souvenir shop which was crazy expensive, and looked at some pictures in books of what it looks like and the story behind it. We grabbed a drink and got back on the road. Since we didn't have a place to stay again that night, we stopped in Morro Bay to fill up on gas, and check the internet to find a hotel for the night. We ended up finding a coffee shop that was closed, but the guy let us in to use the wireless. He was an older man again, very friendly and righteous, and Brent had a nice chat with him until we booked a place to stay in the middle of Santa Barbara and Santa Monica. We went down to the water to look at the sunset, but it was too cloudy, so we got back onto the road. About 15 minutes later, we look over and the sunset is all pink and colorful. Lame. We drive until we get into Thousand Oaks (where we were staying), find our hotel which ended up being very nice and we got a suite room too. We dropped off our stuff, decided we should find something fun to do. We had seen this UBBER awesome mini-putting place on the way in, so we ventured out to it. It took us a couple times to find it since we didn't have a map, but we did find it. It only cost $17.50US for us both to play, and it was the coolest mini-putting place ever. It had huge castles and churches you had to play through, and it was really fun. The couples in front of us were quite slow, so we filled our time with making out and throwing mud at each other. It was pretty late by this time, so I tallied the score, (WE TIED, so lame) and went to find a Subway for a late night snack. Since no one was helpful, we ended up going back to the area where our hotel was, contemplated stopping for tacos, then went into a grocery store and bought sandwiches and a Michelina's since we had a microwave in our room. We had a mini feast, stayed up for a while then fell asleep in our nice hotel room.

Sunday Oct. 18
We woke up early to go for another continental breakfast. We had bacon, eggs, yogurt, juice, coffee & tea, then showered and got back onto the road. We left early so we could be in Venice Beach early too. The weather was kind of crappy in the morning while we drove down the coast, once we got to Venice Beach it was pretty nice. We stopped at the Cotel (hostel thingy) we were staying at right on the Venice Beach Boardwalk, and we were informed that we were actually staying at their Hotel that was owned by the same person down the road instead. We assumed they lost our reservation or didn't have a room for us. We headed to the Hotel and checked in. They told us we didn't have a ocean view room anymore, but the room itself was nicer. We were kind of bummed about the view, but when we got up the room, it ended up being very nice AND had an ocean view and a view of the Venice Beach boardwalk right below us. It worked out so perfectly. We dropped off our stuff and walked around the boardwalk looking at the vendors and enjoying the view. We walked down to Muscle Beach, and turned around so we could grab some lunch and eat it by the ocean. We went to Subway, grabbed a couple drinks and a 6-pack (for Brent) and sat underneath some palm trees and ate. I was very excited about my sub because they put AVOCADO onto your sub in California because they can, sooooo good, oh my. I went to sit on the sand for a little while, and somehow I fell asleep for probably 45 minutes. When I woke up, Brent was still sitting drinking his beer near the water. I couldn't believe he let me pass out like that. It was so nice though, wow. And I got a burn, bonus. We walked back towards the hotel stopping at some shops along the way, Brent bought me a cute little black dress, hung around for a little bit, and went our separate ways to check out the area on our own. My job was to find somewhere cool to eat along the boardwalk. I checked out a couple neat stores and bought a couple things including some new jeans, a sweater and Murano glass pendant. When I was walking back, Brent called out to me from our window. He had just got back with more beer and was sitting watching the weird people from our window. We had a couple beers, all the while Brent looking out the window at people, taking videos of people fighting on the street and I watched a little bit of tv. We were both hungry and decided to go to the little bar/restaurant right beside our hotel, since it had a nice patio. We got a spot right when we got there, and sat beside a nice couple visiting from Northern California. We ordered some beer, wings and pizza (SO GOOD) and enjoyed the moment. The pub next door had The Doors cover band playing which was really really good. It was really neat background music. There was a really huge douche who we saw punch a guy in the ear, and was causing trouble right beside us, and didn't pay his bill. He was on something intense because he was swearing and doing weird things the entire time we were there. Brent "surprised" me with a pearl necklace (the real kind) and matching earrings as a present. In the distance we could see a ferris wheel, so after dinner and after the couple sitting next to us offered their place in Hawaii for us to get married (ha haaaaaa, seriously) I drove down to Santa Monica. We didn't want to pay for parking, so we found a spot closer to town. We walked down to the Santa Monica Pier to go on the Ferris Wheel. Our timing was absolutely terrible because we got there RIGHT when it was closing and they didn't let us on. We walked back up into Santa Monica and found a cute little cafe where we had some tea before we headed back to the hotel. I took some time to go to the roof of our hotel and look at the view (and the prostitutes) along the boardwalk then headed to bed.

Monday Oct.19 (Last day)
We woke up early and stopped for some breakfast at the restaurant we were at the night before. We split the cheesiest omelette ever, and went for a jog along the boardwalk. We stopped at Muscle Beach so Brent could work out there for a bit, I took some pictures of him being really manly, lol. Sorry babe. We jogged back, showered, took a couple pictures on the roof and left to the Los Angeles Airport to drop off our rental car. We decided once we got there that since our flight wasn't until 11:45pm that night, we should get another car. We waited in line for at least 45 minutes, and paid more than we should've for a car. It ended up that we got the same car, just a different color than the one we had before. I was pretty irritated with the situation, but we left and headed towards LA. I didn't have a map of LA, so to top off my frustration already, we got slightly lost on the way to LA. We finally got to Beverly Hills, parked on Rodeo Drive, had to get some money from the bank to pay for said-parking, and went to look around. We went up a street because we were both starving and found The Cheesecake Factory. Perfect! We took a seat at a table on the patio, drank Corona's and had a delicious meal and split a very yummy Raspberry Truffle Cheesecake. The amount of calories in these Cheesecakes are unreal- up to 1300 calories/per slice! We finished up lunch and went into a couple stores together. I found this really cute pair of shoes which Brent offered to buy me, but I couldn't bring myself to since they were $210US. We took to our own ways of looking around, and I bought a belt on Rodeo Drive and went to look for Brent. Since I couldn't find him, I went into a couple more stores and almost bought this cute pair of boots from ALDO because the cute, flamboyant guy was just too helpful. I darted out of there before I bought a $200US pair of shoes, and continued to look for Brent. After what seemed like forever, I found him and we headed back to the car. We drove around Beverly Hills and Bel-Air, and looked at all the ridiculous houses around there. It started getting close to dark, so we started to head back toward Hollywood and went down to see Universal Studios and Hollywood Blvd where we saw a movie premiere for Astro Boy taking place. We decided to try the ferris wheel again, so we drove back down to Santa Monica, grabbed teas at McDonald's and walked down to the pier again. Unfortunately, since it was during the week, the Ferris Wheel was again closed, so we sat at a bench and drank our teas while we watched the waves beneath us crashing into the pier. It became time for us to head to the airport, so we dropped off the car and caught a shuttle towards the airport. Luckily we got there early because the line for Delta was around the corner, and OUTSIDE the doors of the airport. Yikes. We stood in line for at least an hour and got our tickets for our flight. Unfortunately, we didn't have seats beside each other for the first transfer to Atlanta but since it was a red-eye flight we both slept the entire way. I took Gravol and had earplugs and was asleep before we took off. I just about had a heart attack when we landed because I thought I was dying since I was sleeping. We stopped in Atlanta for an hour, and took the shorter flight to Buffalo, where we got to sit next to each other right by the bathrooms. We both slept the entire way again. We got our baggage, hopped on the airport shuttle to the car (in the COLD), couldn't find the paper for the car, so Brent had to get a copy of it inside. I waited for about 20 minutes and finally he came out with it, stopped at Tim Horton's since I still had american money. The person "helping" us must have had a disability because the order was still not right when we got it, AND they have different cream cheese. We got to the border, didn't have enough money on us to pay the fee, and once Brent got some paperwork, we got over the border and back into Canada.

Since I have been writing for the past 3 hours, I am going to stop since that is the end of our travels. T'was very busy but incredibly fun. We both want to go back sometime in the future. But for now, we are going to start planning our trip down south for the winter (as long as I get a JOB).
If you read all of that, I salute you.
I am going to rest my fingers now and make dinner.
Love you babe, couldn't have done it without you.

Oktoberfest Continued.

So, last week was pretty good (the end) although I had a ton of school work.
On wednesday, Emily came down from Hamilton and we had dinner at my aunt's place in Kitchener. I wasn't feeling very good all day, and eating pork definitely made it worse. Brent brought me some wannabe pepto-bismol because it felt like I was being stabbed in the belly. Apparently the pink stuff works.
Brent then drove us down to Waterloo, stopped briefly at his apartment and set up a bed for my sister. Brent went out and bought flannel sheets for the pull out couch in the living room. Emily and I walked ahead of Brent towards STARLIGHT to see Dragonette. We got a drink and they started playing very close to when we walked in. They played a really great show.
Afterwards we went back and looked into Oktoberfest tickets, then went to sleep.

When friday came along, the plan was that I was going to go to Waterloo for the night. After spending the entire day soaked from head to toe from the pouring rain, I didn't want to stand in the rain again and wait for the bus to Waterloo. Last minute, I decided that I would go anyways and hope that nothing bad happened.
Well I spoke too soon. Not only was the bus terminal closed when I got there (missed it by 10 minutes), but the bus was over an hour late. That doesn't seem too bad except when you know that I spent 3.5 hours getting to Kitchener from Guelph. What a fucking joke. i ended up killing time at Subway, writing up a paper, then waited in the cold while it rained.
A bus driver took pity on the six people waiting for the bus and voluntarily drove us to Kitchener, all the while us giving him directions on how to get to Kitchener. I took a cab to Harley's and played pool, watch a man have sex with a dog and spent some time in the hottub. We took a cab back to Brent's and had a really bitchy cab driver.

Saturday we woke up at a decent time, went to the Haus House for hats, CAA for travel insurance and headed to St. Jacob's for breakfast. After breakfast we took a nature hike on the trails. I found a toad, and we walked along the train tracks. It was a lovely day.
We then went to the LCBO, then back to Brent's quickly, then to his parent's place for dinner. After dinner, Mark, Brent and I headed down to Queensmount for OKTOBERFEST. It was kind of slow at the start, but started to be alot of fun. We did the chicken dance (I got pins) and did crazy dancing all around the dance floor, slipping everywhere. Brent got pretty wasted, Mark came and picked us up and headed back to Brent's apartment. He passed out pretty quickly, and I watched tv for a bit and relaxed then headed to sleep.

Now, only a few days after, we are heading down to California for the week.
It's going to be pretty interesting, I hope it's what I want it to be... and I hope my camera doesn't die at stupid times.

Oktoberfest.

Yesterday was a brilliant day - from start to finish.
:)
California in t-minus THREE days. Getting out my shades.

Annoying.

Gah, so I found I have another pet peeve.
Girls who were those (UGLY) Ugg Boots in the Fall... THEY ARE FOR THE SNOW. That's really annoying.

Oh, and if you are incredibly overweight, do not wear leggings. It's just plain gross. Seriously, ew.

Quote.

"That dragon which slays love under the pretense of keeping it alive."
- Havelock Ellis.

Agreed.

Perfectly in Sync.

There was something that happened this week that made me really appreciate silent communication.
I was walking down the middle of campus right when class got out. I was walking towards the bus on the other side of campus when I realized the gridlock that campus becomes when it's busy. Thousands of students walk in all directions but never run into each other - when someone walks towards them, they never have a full-frontal crash, but pass by each other with plenty of space between them. No matter what direction, or what speed, each person subconsciously weaves through "traffic" gracefully. There is obviously those few times when someone really is not paying attention and does, in fact, crash into someone else. But on the whole, each person is communicating with thousands of other people during their walks across campus.
This idea doesn't work quite the same when everyone is walking in a straight line - this becomes more like the traffic on the road. But there is something beautiful about the unspoken understanding of you and the strangers that walk across campus.
I truly enjoy this, especially when I adjust my step just the tiniest bit so I just barely miss the back of their heels.

I guess this is added to my list of Life's Free Enjoyments, which already include:
- Watching the stars
- Skipping stones
- etc.

The thing about Life's Free Enjoyments is that everyone has their own, and really when you think about it, it's hard to explain why it is.

YAHOOOOO!

So, today, this morning, we booked our tickets to CALIFORNIA!!!!!!!!!!
Three weeks tomorrow and we will be on a plane down to warm beaches and skimpy bikinis.
Finally, finally, finally. We have only been talking about it for 2 months. The time has come and I couldn't be more excited. It is going to be an amazing adventure for almost a week. They say you learn alot about someone by the way they travel, and I have been to Montreal with Brent and we may have been frustrated with me reading french street names and directions when I don't know ANY french, but other than that (so far) I have found we travel pretty well together. This trip will be a little more intense because we will be sitting in a plane for 8 hours together, but I think the excitement of finally going somewhere neither of us have ever been will be one for the record books.
I enjoy when things fall together perfectly, or in our case we fit perfectly.
I am excited for the future months, I think there will be alot of fun had.

Now, I have to go for a jog after eating perogies for dinner... because apparently... I AM GOING TO CALIFORNIA IN 3 WEEKS WOOO!

Ps: Thank you OSAP for giving me $1200 of free money this semester, which I am using to pay for my trip and all my phone bills for the rest of the year. :D
How wonderful life is, now that you are in the world.

Back to School.

So I am sitting in my room in Guelph one day before school starts not knowing what courses I am taking this semester. This in turn makes me have no idea what the rest of the year hold, LET ALONE my future. Fun, fun times.

Other than that, apparently the rumors are true - poison ivy is a bitch (and gross to look at). No more adventures in the wilderness. Poor, poor Brent and his bottom.

UpNorth.

Wow, so I am finally going up to my cabin for the first time in 14 months. I never go up there anymore which is a very sad thing. I have been there for 3 days total in the last 2 years. Scary.
I am going up for a week and a half so hopefully it is nice weather.
It is going to be weird not seeing Brent for this entire time, I haven't had a day without him in.. geez, like... since we started dating? :)

Off to shower then hitting the road.
Fingers crossed for California in 2 weeks... We may already be there this time in 2 weeks, woooo!

Fingers Crossed!

Planning for California is underway.
I hope it all works out :)

End of Summer.

The past week has been quite nice. I have had a lot of time to myself, to relax and enjoy the end of my summer. Last week I was actually scheduled for 4 shifts, unfortunately I didn't work 2 of them. Monday I told them I was not feeling well (which was true) and I sat around for the night and watched tv until Brent came over.
Tuesday I had off and did not do anything during the day. Brent and I wanted to watch the meteor shower, so we stopped at Tim Horton's, got a tea and a chocolate chunk cookie (our thing) and headed to the stars. Unfortunately, a somewhat bitchy cop pulled us over because Brent had a light burnt out. Brent hadn't got much sleep lately, so the cop thought he was drunk, stoned or on some prescription drugs. She made him get out of the car, walk a straight line and touch his finger to his nose. Once a half hour at least was up, she let us go with a warning. We drove down to Langdon Hotel and Spa to watch the stars, but the walkway we were going to take was incredibly dark and scary without a flashlight. We skipped out of the star gazing and headed back to my aunts.
Wednesday I was supposed to work, went in, and sat around for almost 2 hours until he sent me home. Brent told me to hang out at his apartment until he was back from dinner... almost 3 hours later he came back. In the meantime, I had gone for a walk trying to find something to eat without success, so I was bitchy and hungry by the time he came home. We got into a little argument over me eating, so he took me to Symposium. I decided after we sat down that I wanted a pita, so we went to Pita Pit, then back to Symposium for dessert. I was craving Carrot Cake after I had dreamed about it last week, and it was incredibly decedent. It was six layers of icing and cake.
Thursday we planned on going to Grand Bend, we got into another argument in the morning which was not very good. I went out for lunch with Nev after giving her the wrong address at Crabby Joe's and went to the mall to get my jeans hemmed. I bussed back to the house and got ready for our mini trip. Brent was at least an hour late picking me up, so I sat with my aunt and talked to her before he came to pick me up. We were both in a little irritated moods, so the ride there was rocky at first. Once we got closer, we both loosened up and enjoyed ourselves. We got to his family's place and had a drink looking out onto the water. We went out for dinner with his aunt at a place right by the beach, waited an hour for our food and watched the sunset together. We went back to the house, had a drink, went down to the beach to watch the stars for a bit. Brent and I took advantage of the view and called it an early night.
Friday morning we woke up to loud noises from his uncle cutting the bushes at 830am. We got up, had some breakfast and headed into Grand Bend to pick up the boat. We went down the river, looking at all the cool boats and headed out into the clear turquoise water. I played in the the water for a bit like a little girl, and Brent brought me down a beer while I passed out on the sand. It was a perfect day. We had some hamburgers for lunch then went out to the boat for some tubing. I only fell off once which was good, but going with Brent was a death wish. He flew up a few feet and then landed on my hip on the way down (still bruised). After that we had another last drink by the water and headed into Grand Bend to look around. Brent was told to have this burrito from JALEPENOS called the Afterburner. It was, unfortunately, the hottest thing he had ever had, and couldn't taste anything for a bit. We went and got smoothies and went and checked out some of the stores. A half hour after he had had the burrito, I kissed him, and my lips started to tingle. It was getting late, so we hopped in the car, got some Tim Horton's on the way, and went back to the city. It smelt like cow poo the entire way, ew. Once we got back, we were going to meet his friends for dinner, and so we headed to Turtle Jack's. Dinner was okay, and we went to Kiel and Jess' place for a drink and to relax. We stayed there for a bit, and walked back to Brent's apartment.

My hands are getting tired... this is the first time I've used the internet on my computer in months. I am definitely enjoying having my Mac back :) I missed you pretty Macbook.

Longest Post Ever.

What a blur. I have not written in here in 2 weeks. Where did the time go?
Two weeks ago, I can sum up in one word:
Work!
The only night that I actually did something was the night we had dinner at my aunt's and had the crazy mission of finding a William's open after midnight. We ended up going all the way to Waterloo and had a couple drinks and bumbleberry pie. This night included Nickles, Pickles, Dimes and new a new boyfriend. Probably should know the date of this. Aw well. I think it was Tuesday? July 28th.
Last saturday was a pretty great day. Brent was sleeping in, and I knew how wonderful of a day it was, so I got up and walked down to The Huether to grab my sunglasses I left there. They didn't seem to be there, so I went and bought a new pair at DLR. I told Brent to get his ass out of bed and meet me at Starbucks for a drink. We had a couple drinks outside until we headed to The CedarBarn( I think) to meet Kiel and Jess for breakfast. We sat and talked, then Brent and I headed over to St. Jacob's Market. We spent a couple hours there, had some lunch. It was a pretty neat place. Brent had to work for a bit in the afternoon, so we stopped by the mall so I could get a bathing suit for the pool. Brent bought me a rather skimpy bathing suit (which I actually like alot) and sat by his pool for the remainder of the afternoon eating blueberries.
I somehow got out of working at night, so I ended up hanging out with Brent and his friends. It was quite the epic night. We stopped by the LCBO to grab some booze and was disappointed that they were out of the raspberry beer I was told to try by someone at work. We went back to Brent's, had a shower and his friends showed up. The girls hung out inside while the guys smoked a cigar on the balcony. Once everyone was fired up, we walked down Uptown Waterloo to McMullan's Bar. We ordered some food and drank some drinks. Brent put the silly idea into my head of Marble Slab. I had never been there before, so we started to walk up to the ice cream place. It was slightly awkward when we walked by Josh on the way. Oops. We ventured up and had a really yummy ice cream, and since it was such a nice night, we walked back down to Starlight. It seemed that we took the longest way possible so my feet were hurting by the time we got there. We went up, had a couple shots, danced to... two songs and left. Apparently dancing is a sensitive subject for Brent. After that, we sat in the Waterloo Square and walked up to a warehouse that is under construction, trespassed and watched the cars go by from the windows.
Sunday afternoon we slept in and I decided it was a great idea to go for A&W. Needless to say, it was not a good idea at all and we both felt rather sick afterwards. Brent dropped me off at my aunt's, then I had to bus back to work in the evening. I got there 30 minutes early, so Brent came and picked me up on his way back from the gym. We went to the grocery store to pick me up some blueberries for the antioxidants (since I still felt like crap). I ate the entire pint of them, and now have an obsession with blueberries. Went to work that night, and Brent came and dropped me off at home.
Monday (MONTREAL!!) I woke up after a terrible sleep because I was so excited for our trip. I packed and got ready since Brent told me he was going to be at my house around 1230. I had a nice chat with my aunt during this time. At almost 2 Brent finally arrived. We had to dash back to his house because he forgot something (he was stressed out a little) and we stopped by the grocery store for a few snacks for the road. We drove down to Mississauga to see some of his family. I was incredibly nervous but it didn't turn out so badly. We stayed for about 30 minutes and then got back on the road. We stopped by the hospital really quickly to see my grandmother, then we were on the highway heading towards Montreal! I burned a couple CD's but only kind of worked the entire way. We stopped in Kingston at a Subway for dinner. We ate outside and walked over the DQ for some ice cream. This moment will go down into history as the DQ INCIDENT. I have never seen Brent laugh that hard, and I was thoroughly embarrassed. This is what happened - The person (terribly hideous) gave me the blizzard, right. But I noticed she didn't put it upside down to make sure it was good, you know? So I was like, why don't I do it then to check? Well, needless to say, it was double cupped and a ton of the ice cream started to fall towards the ground. And for some reason, I thought it would be a good idea to catch it with my hands and my white sweater. Brent just thought this was the funniest thing ever and he laughed for about 5 years. Great. We stopped at a Husky Gas Station, then were back on the road to Montreal. We didn't get there until about 12am, and embarrassing situation #2 happened. I wrote down the wrong hotel, looked up the wrong directions and tried to check in at the wrong hotel. Woo me. Luckily, it was just down the street, but I was having a very awesome day as you can see. We finally got to our hotel and it was perfect! D'hotel de la Montagne. It had someone playing the piano downstairs with fairies and elephants. We checked in, brought our stuff to our room and fell in love with it. A nice king sized bed with a balcony and a really nice bathroom. We settled in and headed out to go for a drink. We found out we were situated in the heart of the party district, and we stationed ourselves at a Cigar Lounge called Stogies. We had a drink there overlooking the streets. One of the major things I loved about the city was the patios everywhere. It was amazing. After our drink we familiarized ourselves with the area and walked around. Brent got some pizza which he managed to drop all over the street instead of in his mouth.
On Tuesday, we woke up kind of early and went out for breakfast at Eggspectation. the guy serving us was a little whack, but otherwise the food was yummy (Eggs Benny). We got back to the hotel and were trying to plan what we were going to do for the day, and we both passed out cold for 2 hours. Lol. Our bed was so frikkin nice it was hard to leave the room. We decided to head upstairs to check out the restaurant on the roof of our hotel, and when we got up there, we were just blown away. It was sooo neat! There was a huge pool and bar on the 20th floor of our hotel. It was so cool. We kind of ditched the rest of our plans for the day, got changed into our bathing suits and sat by the pool reading for a little bit. It was great, it was a perfect day too weather-wise. We were truly lucky. After that, we went to find the perfect place for dinner. We didn't have to go far. There was a restaurant called NewTown that had this little terrace with one table on the 2nd floor overlooking the bar district. We went to see if that single table was available, and was thrilled to find out that it wasn't and it was ours for the night. We made our reservation for 8, and walked down St. Catherine's and looked at a couple stores and Brent almost got assaulted by a very aggressive homeless person. Didn't really find anything, and Brent was in a weird mood so we went back to the hotel. Brent sat outside, drank some beer and smoked a cigar while I sat inside reading. I tried and successful cheered him up, and we headed to our reservation. We sat outside on our little private balcony for a total of maybe 10 minutes until it started to pour :(. We moved inside and had a very nice meal drinking wine. Oh the wine... We had a bottle in one of those ice buckets. I tried to move the ice bucket, something broke and the metal bottom hit the floor and BROKE a light. This was probably the most embarrassing part of the trip, and this time, Brent didn't laugh and laugh. I was so thoroughly embarrassed at myself. I fucking broke a LIGHT. Anyways, we finished our meal, had some intense conversation about life, and headed over to the Crepe place. We had a yummy crepe and ate it really fast, then went back to the hotel to change into something more casual for the bar. The one we wanted to go to was packed, so we stopped by one, had a drink, then went to another one and had another. By this time, I was quite intoxicated, and decided to go to McDonald's for some food. I hadn't had McDonald's in a long, long time and scarfed it down. I think I totally turned Brent right off by my eating lol. By this time it was 215, so we headed back to our hotel and crashed.
Wednesday was sad because we had to check out of our fabulous hotel. We did that, then went to grab the imfamous smoked meat sandwiches. We ordered them and were waiting, and this (stupid) server came and "accidently" dropped one of the massive menus. Unfortunately for my petite foot, it got the brunt of it and bust my foot open. I didn't want to make the server feel bad but FUCK it hurt alot. Brent was calling me a baby for complaining but it was all bruised and cut from the corner of the heavy menu. Damn menu. If you have been counting, Montreal trip - 4, Katy - 0. After that, we walked up towards the mountain. It took about 45 minutes to walk up but it was worth it. At the top, there was an amazing view of the city. We had our incredibly high calorie lunch and got some popcicles. It was another beautiful day. We spent some time looking out, and walked back because we needed to get back to Toronto. On the way down the hill, a woman made a very sexual comment about her lack of interest in her husband and we sat on the grass by the lake for a few minutes. We went back to the car, stopping to grab a refreshment on the way and drove down to a district I was told was good for shopping. I was not very impressed with the selection and didn't end up buying anything :(. Once we managed to find our way out of the city, we stopped at 3 places to find some snacks. We had some terrible luck with grocery stores apparently. We had our sandwiches and made the mission back to Toronto. Part way there, we stopped at a gas station for some coffee/tea. I went to the washroom and was disgusted to find vomit spilled all over the sink. Yum. We got back on the road again and finally made it to Toronto around 11-12. We had a hard time finding our hotel, but once we found it, we checked into the Radisson by the airport. It turned out to be a pretty nice room considering it wasn't a super nice place. We got a suite with a sitting room and seperate bedroom. We had another king sized bed which was nice too. We dropped off our stuff, and drove down to Arizona's bar for a late night dinner. Got some calamari and burritos. Brent was drinking, and I told him to keep drinking so I could drive. Muahaha, it worked. I really need to get my licence. Drove back to the hotel, and crashed.
Woke up Thursday morning, to our dismay, a gorgeous day. We were planning on going to Canada's Wonderland. We stopped at Tim Horton's and ordered the longest order ever (to other people's irritation, I'm sure) and headed to Canada's Wonderland. Got lost on the way because of road closures but ended up finally getting on the 400 and getting to Canada's Wonderland!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...... it was too frikking busy so we didn't even go. Lame. Rainy days are the best days. Otherwise it was like fully packed. We decided on what to do, and we drove down to Port Credit. We parked at my dad's and walked down by the water into the harbour. We went to Snug Harbour for a couple drinks and lunch. We had some mussels and ceasar salad. We drove down Lakeshore, and nearly ran out of gas. We stopped at a gas station and got lost again trying to find our way to the 401. We did a hugeee circle through Milton and finally got on the 401 to Guelph. We stopped by the LCBO for an alcoholic beverage, and went to my house. We hung out, had a couple drinks, had some more intense conversations, then headed to Moxie's for a late dinner. We didn't get there until about 11, sat in the lounge and had a very good server. We had a couple drinks and a very yummy dinner. My lychee martinis tended to get more alcoholic so I was quite tipsy by the time we left. We stopped by Staples and stole their wireless for a few minutes, hopped a fence and walked back to my house. We made a joke about PCB and PCC, which neither of us can remember.
Friday, Brent had to meet someone, so I went back to sleep for a bit. When I woke up, I walked down to get a haircut. I was actually pretty happy with how it looks too, stopped by Subway and had some food then went to the mall. I went to Guess and got a couple things which I really like. I walked back to my house and Brent was lost and was lucky to run into me. I went back to my house and fell asleep again in my lovely bed until Brent came back with an Oreo McFlurry. We packed up all our stuff and headed back to Kitchener. Brent dropped me off at my aunt's and I got moved in. Hung around for a couple hours and then bussed back down to Waterloo. Totally wrecked the plan of "embarrass katy when she is walking" and hung out drinking and eating pizza until everyone else left.

So my hands are tired since I have been writing for almost 2 hours.
That is all, sorry for the spelling mistakes, I'm just too lazy to read this over.

All I want to say is, I had an amazing time in Montreal. I really couldn't be happier.

Amazing.

So over the past couple days, I've had a brilliant time. It really has put the definition of summer into the correct perspective.
On Wednesday, I went to work. I missed the bus, and was very late. I waited for 1.5 hours until I told my manager that I was going to start, or to send me home. He chose the ladder. I had some time to kill before Brent was back from Windsor, so I headed over to Devon's place to say hi so I didn't have to sit by myself in a Tim Horton's for 2 hours. I expected Devon to be there, but didn't expect Josh to be there, so we all hung out for a bit. Josh and I walked over to the convenience store to grab some drinks, and Josh played some guitar until I had to leave around 930pm. I met Brent at the Tim Horton's since Josh didn't want Brent to come to his house, and left. Brent said he just needed to stop and grab something really quick before we went to his house, and we stopped at Pizza Hut and he surprised me with my favorite Pizza Hut dinner :). We headed back to his place and he had set up dinner with wine and candles. It was very cute. We sat down, ate, drank and talked for a while. Brent had the spontaneous idea that we should get a hotel room in Toronto for thursday night, so we booked it. We were planning on heading to Canada's Wonderland early, so we went to sleep. I couldn't sleep so I was up at 630am wide awake. I lay in bed for a couple hours just waiting for the alarm to go off. It was pouring rain when I was awake and continued to do so until 11am. We checked the forecast and it called for thunderstorms all day so we decided to ditch the idea of going to Canada's Wonderland and headed to Toronto for the day instead. We stopped off at Tim Horton's for breakfast and exchanged stories about fluke accidents that we had heard about for the majority of the way there. We got there and it seemed that the weather may not be as bad as forecasted, but we stayed in Toronto anyways (good idea). We parked at the Delta Chelsea and walked up to the Eaton's Centre to do some looking around. Brent and I both bought some clothes, including me buying some wicked new jeans ($150 I got for $50) and a sweet belt too and new leggings with Brent enjoys a lot. Brent bought me some cute nautical earrings which I love. We went to the food court and grabbed some snacks to tie us over till dinner, and we walked back to the hotel to check in. We headed up to our room and settled in. We headed out for dinner since the weather cleared up nicely (to our disappointment that we could've gone to Canada's Wonderland after all) and walked down to Lonestar Grill for dinner. We hung out and drank and ate (a lot) and tried to find somewhere to go for some live music. We ended up walking up to Queen Street to look in some stores and settled in at Everest for a couple drinks on the patio. It started DOWNPOURING rain out of nowhere, so we went inside. I tried Bud Light Lime which was definitely much better than I thought it was going to be. We walked back up to the hotel, and stopped to get some Haggen Daaz ice cream to snack on.
In the morning, we woke up to beautiful weather. Brent couldn't find his shoe for the majority of the time after we arrived in our room on Thursday, but when we left to check out it was mysteriously placed on a table just outside our door. The weird part was the fact that it wasn't there when we got back from Everest the night before. Interesting. We headed to the elevator and for some reason Brent's toothbrush managed to get lodged in the elevator. It was pretty funny and I think I was laughing so hard at the randomness that I peed just a little. We checked out, while throwing out our parking pass, so much for express check-out. We dropped off our stuff at the car and headed back along Queen Street to check out some stores we passed by the night before. Brent got ripped off about Black History, and I got some sweet new sunglasses. We went for Shawarmas (sp?) for lunch and headed to Osgoode Hall to eat in one of my favorite places in Toronto. It was raining but we were sheltered by all the big trees. Brent had to be back in Kitchener for dinner, so we left Toronto around 330pm. It took us 3 hours to get back to Kitchener (crazy) through crazy rain. Brent dropped me off and I spent the night relaxing infront of the tv. I played with the extensions I ordered, and although they do not match my hair perfectly, they look pretty real.

Now I have to head to work, and hopefully I'll get off at a decent time so I can go to Starlight for the 80's music night. Sweet.

Wicked.

Justin says:
i just had a weird dream and you were in it
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
swwwwwweet
Justin says:
it was weird
we lived in a massive house with all our friends and it was fun
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
lol were we married?
Justin says:
nope just have an awesome time
and for some reason you made us all watch this video which featured every single one of your christmas mornings
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
lol
weird
Justin says:
it was really weird...but fun
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
sounds like it
Justin says:
i didnt even tell you the best part
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
i bet you didnt want to wake up
Justin says:
lol no i didnt...but that was because i like sleeping
but the best part was i had to move in with you because Hermione was angry at me
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
lmao
we dont want that!
Justin says:
it was so funny...cause this all took place in guelph cause my brothers like i'll come over around 1030 and we can go out for dinner and i went to go change for it...and Hermione was so angry she folded all my clothes nicely
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
what a sweetheart
Justin says:
isnt she
but we lived in a kinda creepy house
it was huge, but there were a lot of creepy rooms
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
was there magic?
Justin says:
nope
but someone mentioned dracula
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
wow
Justin says:
it was weird
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
it sounds weird
Justin says:
oh well it happens...i wish i could say it was the weirdest dream i've ever had..but i cant
K a T y - 519-803-8539 - says:
lol thats true
Justin says:
i just thought i'd tell you because you were my partner in crime for all of it

Recap.

Soo I haven't written in here for about a week, but I'm going to try to remember all the exciting happenings.
We left off at last Tuesday...
I was scheduled for a split shift at the Huether. I only had one annoying table who claimed 15 minutes was far too long to wait for food. After my shift, I headed over to Tim Horton's to grab some lunch and catch-up on my reading of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. It was actually a nice day, so I sat outside for about an hour before Brent came to keep me company for a bit. He got me an iced coffee which I drank and did not totally hate (surprisingly). We chatted for a bit until he had to go to do a conference call at work. I continued to sit outside until I headed back to the Huether for the second part of my shift. I didn't make much money and left fairly early. I actually managed to catch the bus back to my aunt's place and passed out.
Wednesday I managed to find someone to take my shift, so I hung around for the afternoon and read almost the entire HP book before Brent came over for our first "date". I dressed up nicely, and he showed up with a dozen roses and won the heart of my aunt while we talked in the living room. We left so we didn't miss our reservation at Wildcraft, but were almost 15 minutes late anyways. We sat down and we ordered a couple martinis. I rather enjoyed mine, although Brent did not drink his OR eat his food because he was still feeling under the weather. I ate by myself (love it) and we chatted until 8pm (delicious cheesecake dessert), which was when HARRY POTTER started. I was told that it was at 830pm, but it turned out it really was at 8pm. We settled up the bill quickly and bolted to the movie theater. I was worried that I was going to miss some of it, so I went pee and pulled my groin muscle. I know it sounds stupid, but I did it while I was walking over to the hand dryer. Awesome. The movie theater was surprisingly un-busy so we ended up getting better seats than I had expected.
Harry Potter was decent and funny, but it was kind of anti-climatic and didn't really follow the book very well. Brent was talking and joking throughout the entire movie, and I had to explain to him what was going on alot. Once the movie ended, we headed over the Symposium to have a couple late night drinks. We sat there for about an hour just talking about life and I came to see how much overlap there is when it comes down to his and my ideas about life. It was kind of nice.
I didn't really want to go home yet since we were having the ideal date, like ever, so he took me on a drive out to the country to watch the stars. He took me to a golf course and brought a sleeping bag and sweaters out to one of the fairways. It was really neat because in the distance there was a thunderstorm happening, so there was lightning fairly frequently going off. It was a really awesome contrast to the clear blue sky we were looking up at. At a certain time, sprinklers go off on a golf course. Well unfortunately, we picked the WRONG time to be on a golf course because the sprinklers started to go off. Luckily, we were about 3 feet away from where it hit the ground. It would've been quite hilarious if it managed to hit us like in a 90s crappy teen romance movie. We booked it off because we figured we would get hit momentarily and headed back into the city. Brent dropped me off at home, and I headed to sleep. It was definitely an amazing night to remember. Brent is incredibly corny with his jokes and is very sweet and a huge suck up. Lol... read on.
Thursday morning rolled around, and Brent called about hanging out for the afternoon since he was not working. It was discussed the night prior, so it was nice that we ended up hanging out. He asked me what I wanted for lunch and I said we could make something here, or Vencenso's (sp?) if he really wanted to. He showed up with coolers and lunch from Vencenso's. We headed over to the pool and had the pool to ourselves for at least an hour before little munchkins came with their families. Brent took pleasure in throwing me into the (shallow) water with my shorts still on and I boob-flopped on landing. We played in the pool for a bit until all the other people came. We sat by the water for a bit eating chocolate which melted a little too much and then headed back to my aunt's when Brent started getting very burnt and I had to get ready for work. I had a shower and got ready, and had some extra time to chill with Brent before he drove me to work. It ended up being a pretty decent night at work, or at least better than I originally thought, and Brent offered to drive me home rather than me cabbing home.
Friday, I slept in and hung around the house until I had to work at 645pm. Lyle came by in the afternoon to pick up some of his clothes I found, and unfortunately had to talk to him for a couple minutes when he got there. After that I was in an irritated mood, so I had a nap. I headed to work for a stupid reservation which turned into the biggest waste of my life. I stayed for 5.5 hours for one frikking table. I was incredibly frustrated by the time I left, but Brent came to pick me up and drive me home. We hung out for a bit at a Tim Horton's discussing the biggest questions of life, then went to my aunt's until I kicked him out after giving me a massage.
Saturday I woke up late again. Chris was coming down from Oakville around 3pm, so I got ready and started watching The Mask of Zorro. Chris arrived and we tried to figure out what we were going to do. We went upstairs and looked up the people playing at the Jazz Festival, and determined (I determined) that it would be worth checking out. We drove uptown and walked down King St., got some gelato (so good) and gave Chris a tour of King St. including the Huether. We headed back towards where the Jazz Festival was, and determined it was best to follow the old people. It worked out fabulous. The only bad part about this day was spilling gelato all down my yellow shirt. Unfortunately, it was quite noticable and I was thoroughly embarrassed walking down the street with brown shit down my front. I went to the mall thing in uptown Waterloo to find a substitute shirt. We went to the Jazz Festival for about an hour and listened to some good tunes. It kind of started to rain, so we headed out to East Side's for dinner. We wanted to sit on the patio, but they wouldn't open it for us. Oh well. We had some ceasars and dinner, and headed to the LCBO for some beer. We got back to the house and watched Wipeout, The Night at the Roxbury (I forgot how stupid this movie was) and Kill Bill 1. By this point, we were both super tired so we headed to bed. We originally were going to go to a psychic for fun, but it was closed by the time we got back. So crappy.
Sunday morning, Chris had to leave early to get back in time for paintball, so I stayed in bed until 1pm. I figured I wouldn't hear from Josh (kind of happy) and I called Brent to hang out. He came over and he played some piano (veryyyy attractive) and made plans to go Go-karting. We told my aunt that we would be back for dinner, so we headed out to the LCBO so Brent could shower my aunt with gifts including a bottle of wine, and then went to thevery high-scale (not) go-karting place called Erbsville. We waited in line for about... 45 minutes. We tried to pick the fastest karts. It was super fun minus the fact that:
a. I got dust in my eyes the entire way - not cool with contacts
b. I got in trouble for bumping, when it was CLEARLY Brent that was doing it. Jerk.
The roadway was incredibly bad and had a ton of bumps in it the entire way. It didn't help the fact that my helmet kept falling backwards off my head so I was driving with one hand the majority of the time.
After go-karting, we stopped at the grocery store so Brent could pick up a nice flower for my aunt for making him dinner. Suck-up. When we got back, we helped with dinner and enjoyed eating a very yummy meal together. I had Tartufo for the first time in probably 7-8 years. I forgot how good it was. By the time dinner was over, we had to go rondevous with some of Brent's friends at Symposium at 10pm. We ended up being a little late (25 minutes) and stayed around for a drink and left. We made plans for Canada's Wonderland this Thursday (WOOOO!) and headed back to my aunt's to hang out for a bit. We ended up staying up until 330am when I finally kicked him out because we both had to work in the morning.
I woke up extremely tired, and got dropped off at work. I was purposefully late by about 20 minutes because I knew I wasn't going to start right away, and then... 1.5 hours later, I left without working. I took a bus back to my aunt's so I could have some lunch and a nap, then took a bus back to Waterloo to work again at 5pm. It was pretty quiet all night but I ended up getting some very good tips. I handed off my last table to Ilona since I wanted to get out of there, and Brent picked me up and we headed to Tim Horton's so I could get some tea and a doughnut. We then went to the grocery store (open 24 hours) that was closed. Brent was determined that I needed some chocolate at 12am. I was craving some dessert. We then headed back to his apartment where he showed me around and met his brother again who looks nothing like him. We watched some Intervention until 130am, when I decided it was best if I went back earlier than later. Brent drove me home and I passed out pretty quickly.
Today I work in a couple hours, so I better get ready. Especially since I just wrote about myself for at least an hour. Yikes.
It was a really fabulous week, and this week has started off quite good as well. It's so hard to believe it is the 21st of July. It's so messed up that I have been out of school for 3 months already. Crazy. So much stuff has happened.
Here's to a great rest of the summer. CHEERS!
Fingers crossed for Skydiving this summer. Holy shit.

Wonderful Weekend.

Only after working 3 days last week, and making the most money I have ever made in tips, I had the weekend off. Friday night I worked very late, and didn't get back to the house until around 3am. I had to be up before 7am because I had to catch the first bus to Toronto. Standing at the bus stop, it was sunny and beautiful and I had my sunglasses on. I was supremely tired as it was, so I tried to sleep on the bus but the black male beside me was blaring his music at 730am. By the time I got to Toronto, it was overcast and I was pretty pressed for time. I hopped on the subway out to Islington to meet my aunt. When I got off of the subway, it was torrential down pouring thunderstorms. My aunt and I headed up north, and it slowly got nicer and nicer weather. By the time we got to their cottage, it was sunny and clear blue skies and stayed that way all weekend.
I hung out with the family all Saturday. We went tubing (bad idea) with my uncle driving. My cousins call it "death tubing" because you attach 2 tubes to the back of the boat and hit into each other. I got kicked off, literally 3 times, choking on lake water every single time. By the time we got back, it was almost dinner. Only running on 3 hours of sleep and getting beaten for a couple hours really made me exhausted, so I passed out for almost 2 hours until dinner was ready. After dinner, everyone was pretty tired so we got into pajamas and played Trivial Pursuit for a while until we all went to bed.
On Sunday, I woke up pretty late and walked over to the neighbours for breakfast with the 2 most annoying 15 year olds I've ever met. As soon as breakfast was over, I left to come back to the cottage. I helped my aunt and uncle put up a hammock and curled up in it for a couple hours reading Harry Potter. Not really reading Harry Potter, because I fell asleep within 3 pages. I went to tan on the dock, and unfortunately I'm a good cousin so I had to go tubing with Lyora because I promised her I would. I pretty much thought I was going to die. Like the day before, it was windy and really choppy waves and was flung off the tube ANOTHER 3 times until I was pretty sure my leg was completely bruised. It ended up being a 6 inch bruise on the back of my leg. Nice. I was pretty broken by the time we got back, so we had a quick dinner and my uncle and I headed back to Mississauga. Traffic was pretty terrible so we didn't get back until around 11pm. I called Chris and he met up with me at my uncle's place. He was up north as well, so we shared stories and played some pool for a bit. He had to work at 730am and I had to be up at 7am so we called it an early night.
Monday I woke up, had a shower for the first time in 3 days. Ew, I know. It felt so nice. Got ready and my uncle drove me to Square One to catch the bus to Guelph. I got there just after 9am, so I went to the library to check my email then hopped on the bus downtown to meet one of my favorite people ever. LYDIA! She looked so pretty and fashionable from her France adventure. I picked up my ticket, and we went to catch the bus to the house. We got back, made food for the few items I still had in the fridge. We went for a walk down to DQ to pick up some ice cream, got cold from it being so windy, so we went to the mall for a bit and I bought a couple things for cheap cheap cheap. Walked back to the house and watched Little Miss Sunshine until we had to make dinner early. Made a pretty decent meal considering we didn't buy any groceries (steak, broccoli, fries) and took the bus back downtown to catch our buses. We saw this disgusting woman coming off the bus - she was NOT wearing underwear underneath her pants which were falling down and showing all of her... bush and area. Really really gross. It actually made me slightly nauseous.
Took the bus back, my aunt picked me up and I went home. Fell asleep for a couple hours, then talked to Brent on the phone for a couple more. Had to get up early because I was working yesterday morning.


My hands are tired so I'm not going to write anymore.
Brent is taking me to Wildcraft and HARRY POTTER TONIGHT!!! OMG I"M SO EXCITED I DON"T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF WOOOOOOOOOO

Far, Far Away.

I am really disliking the fact that Kitchener/Waterloo is so frikking far away. I thought Guelph was annoying and bubbled - but now I see how Kitchener/Waterloo is actually worse. Gasp. It's that much harder to get to places, especially without a car or someone to drive me there.
For instance, I have the weekend off. I would like to go up north, but the timing to get there is completely off. It's seriously lame. I may still try to swing it and just not sleep friday night. It's quite the pickle. I need to get out of this area ASAP.
I just noticed that I say supremely quite often now. That came out of nowhere.
Anyways, the week thus far has been alright. I had monday and tuesday off, so I had ribs for dinner on monday, and headed to Josh's for a hang out. He got some wine and we watched the movie Sideways, which turned out to be much better than I had thought it would be. I stayed there overnight, couldn't sleep so I woke up early to watch the Bachelor. When the news came on at 12, I was incredibly dissapointed in the world today for filling the ENTIRE news hour with footage of Michael Jackson's funeral. Who the F*** cares!?... Anyways Josh finally woke up around 12, so we got dressed and headed to Mel's Diner for some early afternoon breakfast. It really wasn't as good as I was hoping, since I was craving some serious french toast. Once we left, we headed back to his place and watched some of the movie Roger & Me by Michael Moore. I was tired, so he drove me home and I crashed for a little bit before dinner. My aunt made Indian food for dinner and I stayed in and watched the movie Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day with my aunt. Started reading the book Josh lent me called Snuff. Still reading it, but pretty interesting thus far. The book is about a pornstar trying to make a record of sleeping with 600 men consecutively.
Yesterday, I woke up at a decent time, watched the news and hung out by the pool for a little while. There was an incredibly model-esque man tanning, so it was difficult to fall asleep (to say the least). I headed back to the house to get ready for work. I showed up at work, and it was very busy. I had some VERYYY generous tables last night (worked 9 hours) and walked out with the second most money I've ever made in one night. I was quite pleased with that. I had this AMAZING save last night - I had 2 pints of beer and 2 glasses of water on a tray, which I actually kind of dropped... but somehow, I'm not sure, I caught it on the counter and didn't spill anything. I can't really describe it well, but all I can say is that it was pretty frikking amazing on my part. Another thing about last night which was cool, was the fact that they had live music all night, so it was nice to have some background music while working. Finally, the only other part about the night worth mentioning is I had my first error since I started working at the Huether. I forgot to ring in someone's food, but I realized after that they didn't actually tell me, they just thought they told me. No big deal, they were rude.
Josh messaged me saying he went to sleep early, so I hailed a taxi and headed back to my aunt's to crash.

I'm kind of tired now and I have to leave in an hour for work, so I'll just say a couple other minor useless things...

1. I want to go to Wonderland soon. Josh told me he's never been on a upside down roller coaster. Weird.

2. HARRY POTTER IN 6 DAYS!! OMG OMG OMG! WOOOOOOOOOOOOO

That is all.

Mindsweeper.

My eyes are watering from a lack of blinking.
I just played 69 games of Mindsweeper. I used to play obsessively in first year and got really good at it, so now I guess I'm getting back into the cool groove of Mindsweeper.

I need to get out of Kitchener.

Oh dilemma.

Kathie sent me a message today saying this:

Michel is leaving for August after all and here I am looking for yet another roommate! Offer stands babe.

After all the shinanigans over the past month, life decides to throw me another curveball to make my life more complicated. As much as this idea really sounds amazing, I don't think I can make sense of it. Damn, it would be amazing - but I think I need to stick out the remainder of the summer here and make some money. I do have a month to figure it out, however... ah, too complicated.

On another note, what the hell is with this weather? Where is summer??? It is July isn't it? My tan is definitely fading, and I would like to sit by the pool more, and get some color when I'm not working. It feels too much like spring, with the dreary clouds and moderate temperatures.

Anyways, back to work tomorrow. It's been nice to have a couple days off.

Gah, nightmare.

So I woke up "this morning" (12:30pm) because I had a nightmare about my sister. The premise of the nightmare was that I had to get to work and she wouldn't call my aunt to drop me off. I know, so scary. I'm not sure why it disturbed me so much, but I can guess. My sister and I rarely ever argue, so it would make sense that having a yelling match with her would upset me.
I had another dream about her a few days ago which was the exact opposite. She and I didn't have any clothes, so we decided the best way to cover ourselves up were to make superhero costumes out of TAPE. That's right, white tape. So we had the eyepatches and the capes made out of this solid white tape. What an incredibly random dream. Hope you enjoy that one :p
Other than the weird sleeping patterns I have fallen into because of work, things have been quite good over the weekend. Friday I actually did laundry and went for a long-ass bike ride (uphill) to grab some stuff at Shopper's. I could feel the burn up the back of my legs and into my ass. Hopefully the hard work pays off. I had to work friday night and it was supremely quiet. I only had a total of 8-9 tables all night, but they all tipped very nicely. I ended up walking out with $140 in my pocket. I had this really entertaining group of guys on the patio. They had 4 rounds of Jagerbombs and they were quite wasted/incredibly hyper by the time they left. They each had 2 redbulls in a matter of... 2 hours. They told me about the time they had an "altercation" with my manager and ended up going to her house and egging her house. I found this quite funny until they told me they got caught and had to pay to get the house cleaned. Somehow, 5 years later, they still go to the Huether for drinks with no problems.
On saturday, I had the day off but was really tired from getting home so late the night before. I slept the majority of the afternoon away and then biked again to LCBo to grab some alcohol for the evening. I booked it down by bus to Waterloo to meet up with Josh, who I hadn't seen in almost a week. We had a couple drinks at his house and went to the Fox to meet up with his sister and friends. We hung out there for a while, but didn't really stay long. It was kind of weird, because a week ago I wrote about this group of Oakville guys that tipped me really well.. and I ran into them again at the Fox and it was just awkward. I LOVE awkward.
Sunday we woke up late from being very hungover (on my part). Josh had to work at 12, so I hung around his house for a bit until I had to go to work at 130pm. Stopped off at Tim Horton's for some lunch and went to work. It was pretty quiet for the majority of the day but someone tipped me $50 so I still made some good money. I can't wait for my first paycheck on friday. So pumped to have some money. Speaking of money, I am now going to the mall because I feel like spending some money that I have worked hard to earn. I am limiting myself to $50 just to get something nice.
I have alot of time off this week, so I am thinking of heading back to Oakville for the weekend. I want to see Chris again, so hopefully his plans to go upnorth fall thru.
Anyways, I'm done for the time being, and I will probably write more later when I have something interesting to say.

Toes, Knees.

My toesies are coldsies.

My knees are bruised.

And unfortunately, I am missing you. Damn it.

All you need is love.

I wanted to write about this yesterday on the bus when I thought of it.
It dawned on me how bad of luck I've had with "love". I am still sure I don't know what it is. I think I am so set on finding out what it is, that I have based so much of my life around relationships. Like the title of my blog -
life is love. love is life.
I obviously am basing my entire life around "love", like it is all I need. I guess I am hoping that it is all I am going to need to be happy, and when I have it, I will know. I honestly wish I didn't feel this way, but at the same time, I'm glad I am so hopeful that things will work out. No matter how many bad things occur, I am still looking for the good things that make it worthwhile and make it last.

- Moulin Rouge says it best -
All you need is...
Beauty. Freedom. Truth. Love.

Tolouse:
Don't you believe in beauty?

Christian:
Yes.

Argentine:
Freedom?

Christian:
Yes, of course.

Satie:
Truth?

Christian:
Yes.

Doctor:
Love?

Christian:
Love? Love... Above all things I believe in love!
Love is like oxygen. Love is a many-splendored thing,
love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love!

Time.

Holy crap. It's already July. That is just so ridiculous, "time flies".
People always say that time flies when you are having fun, but really, time goes quickly all the time. Period. It would make sense though, and maybe I'm trying to think outside the box (when I am really not), but time is a set measure. There is no speed ups, or slow downs, it's just all in individual perspective.
It has been 2 1/2 months since I walked out of my last exam when it was incredibly windy and I sliced my hand on my binder (still have the scar). When I take this time and put it into perspective, I have 2 1/2 months until I start my last year in Guelph. I am right on the brink of being doing half of my summer. Where did the time go? Every year I think, this summer is going to be amazing, I'm going to do so many amazing thingsssssss, and then it's gone before I know it. Damn. Then I think about how much I hate winter - with a burning passion in my soul. Soon it's going to be fall, school starts, then winter will arrive with full force and I will be looking forward to the coming summer starting in... November.
Very vicious cicle.
Alas. I have the remainder of this summer to make it exactly what I want it to be. So far I really don't think I'm doing too bad of a job, considering I am incredibly happy on all fronts (minus my dad which is a lost cause).
Since I last wrote, I have hardly worked. I had sunday off, and I only worked for a few hours on monday because it was such a rainy day. I made 20 dollars and did mindless activities at work to pass the time. Went over to Josh's briefly to say hi, but headed back to my aunt's to get an early start on tuesday. Woke up fabulously early on tuesday so I could get my way down to my dad's for a visit. My aunt drove me to Aberfoyle to grab the bus, and of course my ipod died when I put it on. That reminds me that I need to charge it. Hopped on a bus to Square One, then to Port Credit. I got there before my dad was back, so I sat on the steps of his new place that is less than a block from the waterfront *love it*. It was around lunch time, so we walked along the water to Snug Harbour Restaurant, sat on the kind-of inside patio while it downpoured. I had clam chowder and mussels for lunch, which were great. We sat around and chatted until we headed back along lakeshore. Since their place is still a mess from moving, I passed out for a bit until my cousin called me. Chris has bronchitis but also lives in Port Credit so I wanted to see her for a bit. She picked me up and we headed to her place for some tea and chatter. I didn't stay long since I wanted to be back for dinner. I had some vino with my dad and told him he should put pictures of my sister and I up on the walls to show people that we actually exist. We had ribs and salad, and we were just finishing when Jessika showed up. She came to talk with us for a bit, until we walked down to Timothy's for a hot beverage. We talked for a little while and 2 older men were talking to me in the 2 hours we were there. One of them thought I was turned 16 last week, thanks. I had plans to meet another Chris at The Kings Arms for a drink at 1015. Jessika, even with a GPS got completely lost in Oakville, where she grew up. I knew where I was going, but neither she or the GPS knew anything about directions. I ended up being late and met Chris outside in the parking lot. Since my first attempt with eharmony was a blow, I figured I might as well give it another chance. Chris is cute, tall, adventurous and has a great laugh (Jessika approved guy). I was only planning on hanging out with him for one drink, but it turned into a 3 hour adventure that brought us down to the water. We talked about our interesting adventures down in Costa Rica. When he asked me a month ago if Beach Travellers was a good company to go with, I said yes. He didn't know anything about the trip, but booked it based on my heresay! I was glad I didn't disappoint him.
He drove me back to my place, where he gave me a small kiss and waited until I was inside till he drove away. I woke up in the morning to him sending me a few texts at 2am about Go Transit bus times. I told him I didn't know what they were and wasn't sure how I was getting back to Kitchener, but he went out of his way to check it for me without me asking him to. That was pretty unexpected and won him some serious brownie points. My dad was heading up north for a couple weeks, so I had to get out early. Him and I got into an argument that got me so irritated I walked out without saying goodbye. I went to Timothy's fairly upset and got some tea and a muffin. I had some serious time to kill before I had to get to Toronto, then back to Kitchener for work at 330 on Canada Day, so I brought my food to the water and hung out for 1 1/2 hours until I had to leave. It was absolutely perfect. It is amazing how at ease water makes me feel about life. It's so peaceful and relaxing to me.
I walked up to the GO and went to Toronto. I didn't buy a ticket, and I saw 4 cops walk past me. They didn't check tickets, but when I got up at Union, all of them were in the same compartment as I was. That would've been like 150 dollar ticket. I rushed to the subway (thank god I knew where I was going) and booked it to the bus terminal. I ran the entire way and my bag was open the whole way. Thank god my computer didn't fall out because honestly, I probably wouldn't have noticed. The bus to Kitchener was running slightly late, so I got there on time but incredibly out of breath. It's good because I have lost all the weight I gained since the beginning of summer so I can run now without thinking I'm going to cough up a lung or something. The bus arrived in Kitchener an hour early (!!), not sure how that happened, but I had some serious time to kill before my shift. I walked over to Josh's. even though him nor Devon was there and chilled in their sunroom with some Tim Horton's. I fell asleep briefly but woke up knowing that I had to get to work. I got there and it was totally dead and POURING rain. Great. I was asked if I wanted to stay or go, and I decided I left Mississauga to work, so I might as well. I'm glad I did, holy cowza. In 6 hours, I made 120 dollars with time and a half. I calculated it, and I was making 33 dollars/hour last night. Although I spilt chocolate milk ALL OVER ME and sour cream too, I had a good night with 2 different tables commenting how amazing I was at serving. I chuckled to myself because I was fucking busy and thinking I was serving incredibly bad, but apparently not. That happened on Saturday too, when a bunch of Oakville guys came in. They seemed to be impressed that I lived in Oakville for like 2 years and thought I was amazing, and one of them gave me his number and a 10 dollar tip on a pitcher. Way to buy your way into my life. Anyways, I talked to this guy Josh from work until my aunt came to pick me up, and we drove to Tim Horton's to grab some tea while we waited for Colin to get back from the fireworks (which were apparently very bad). This was the first time in years that I didn't get to see the fireworks. I was kind of disappointed about it, but I made some good money last night. Came back, crashed, and had a really good sleep. Now I am sitting here on my day off thinking what I should do. It's kind of crappy outside, so I may try to organize my stuff downstairs since I STILL haven't gotten around to it yet. I have saturday off to, as of right now, so I may actually get to go out for the first time since last week.
I have been writing for an hour, and my hands are tired, so I'm going to go relax for a bit before I do anything productive. More like, IF I do anything productive.

It's quite interesting. When I "thought" I was having an amazing summer with Lyle, I never wrote about it at all. But now that I'm actually having an amazing summer, I want to remember everything I do. I guess I knew deep down it wasn't what I wanted, or needed either.

Loan be gone.

So I just checked out my bank statement, and I am SO HAPPY that it was my birthday. With my birthday money and the money I have made from my job already, I am now only in debt to my OSAP loan by $2000.00! I am so pumped. I can have that paid off by the end of July, and I will be able to maybe even SAVE some money for next year as well.

Life is good.
REALLY frikkin' good.

:D

On another note, I was watching a show called '1000 Ways to Die'. I'm not completely suicidal or anything, but I saw one that was pretty crazy and interesting.

It's called FRIGHTMARE:
In this situation, a woman suffers from SUNDS (Sudden Unexpected Nocturnal Death Syndrome), and dies from cardiac arrest in her sleep, brought on from an intense nightmare she could not wake up from. In her dream, there was a little demon on her chest trying to kill her, and since she can't wake up, she dies from increased heart arithmia from being so scared.

For more messed up ways to die, go to...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1000_Ways_to_Die

Or if you want something more laid back, go to my sister's baking blog. She's so cute.
www.emmesbaking.blogspot.com

Error.

It's amazing how many things I regret with you. I never learn from my mistakes and I truly regret falling for each false word you have told me.
I know you are a bad person deep down, yet I feel sorry for you.
I hope karma is real. Don't pretend to care.
If you read this and think it's about you, it probably isn't.

Day Off.

Someone once said that I would start to appreciate my spare time much more when I started to work, and boy was he ever right. Today is my day off and my biggest dilemma is what to do with my time. I think I will actually move out of suitcases and watch a movie. Other than seeing The Hangover, I haven't sat down to watch a movie in a couple weeks. Normally, I watch a movie every couple days.

Well, better get to my muy stressful day.

Barley Works for me.

I am officially settled down in Kitchener/Waterloo. It has taken me almost 2 weeks to get my life figured out, and I am quite satisfied with the way things turned out. I was originally thinking I may only have the option of living in Guelph, but I decided there was no way in hell that I was living there 12 months of the year. I spoke to my aunt and opened her arms and her house to moi. I have the basement to myself, and I am actually going to get my stuff out of the suitcases that have been packed for 2 weeks. I literally have not had time to move in.

The past couple weeks have been great. I finally have a job, and although I am working ridiculous hours till late at night, I am making a ton of money. A lot of the girls are fun to work with and maybe my management is strict and a little nuts at times, I am quite happy to have the security of an income again. Last night was pretty shitty when it came to tips, but Thursday night made up for it. Also, the highlight of last night was (amazingly) shattering 2 glasses all over the patio. I got some serious OHHHHs out of it, and was slightly embarrassed. C'est la vie.

Earlier this week, I went to the GTA. On Tuesday I slept way too late from having a late night on Monday and headed to Mississauga/Oakville. My aunt drove me to Guelph, then bused to Square One, then bused to downtown Oakville. I met Rachel outside Second Cup (on the beautiful day it was) and hung out by the water for a while catching up on life. Then we headed to one of my favorite restaurants downtown Oakville called Julias. We had some very delicious food and had tarimisu for dessert. Rachel bought me dinner since it was my birthday this week, which was very awesome. We waited for the bus, and I headed up to Mississauga to meet up with Justin. We hung out on the park and were attacked by mosquitoes since we were in the middle of a damned forest, then went to a less-treed area to look at the stars. It got later quite fast, so I ended up stayed there for the night. In the morning ( MY BIRTHDAY) I headed to the hospital to see my grandmother. She, nor my grandfather, remembered my birthday which I found quite cute. When I reminded them, they both told me they hadn't forgotten at all. lol. Right. I caught up with them for a bit, meanwhile hearing about awkward diaper stories. I headed back to Square One to catch the bus to Hamilton, but missed it by a whole 2 minutes. I messaged Justin and I bought him lunch and had some Starbucks Iced Tea my sister recommended (yummy). I just barely caught the bus, and was dying from running since it was like 40 degrees outside, and fell asleep on the bus to McMaster. I walked to my sisters house and was overwhelmed with happiness. I didn't realize how much I miss having her around. Although Sawyer wasn't there, I was having a crazy allergic reaction to her bed. After catching up for a bit, and opening up presents (she actually got me a card for the first time, shocking! - and underwear and a pretty t-shirt) we headed to Boston Pizza's patio for an early dinner. Had some very alcoholic beverages, calamari, yam frites and pizza. Once it was time to go, we walked back to her house, grabbed my stuff and I dashed off to catch my bus back to Kitchener. It was 10 minutes late and I'm pretty sure she overcharged me, but I didn't care because it was my birthday and I have money again. The bus lady was nice enough to drop me off close to my aunt's so I got home fairly fast. I hopped in the shower quickly, and Josh came to pick me up. We went to his place and had some drinks with Devon, and played some drinking game to down the one month EXPIRED grapefruit and orange juice we were drinking lol. It worked pretty well. We walked over to Front Row for some drinks and hung out on the patio until I was, at least, pretty drunk. I didn't want to overdo it since I was working in the morning. Once they closed, we headed back to their place, watched some tv and headed to bed. I had to work at 1145am apparently but the weather was shit. Josh and I stopped at Tim Horton's for some breakfast. Although I knew it was going to rain, I went in anyways and stayed for a total of 20 minutes. A girl from work. Nev, drove me back to my aunt's and I immediately went back to sleep for a couple hours to gain some energy. I had to work again at night, and made good money.

Last week, wednesday was a good night and went to Front Row's with Josh. Then Friday night, I had dinner with my aunt and cousin, drank 3 glasses of wine and took the bus to Waterloo. I was pretty tipsy by the time I got there, but we pre drank some more and headed to Fox for a pitcher of beer. Once we realized we didn't want to finish it, we headed to Starlight for more drinks and dancing. I was pretty wasted, the most wasted I've been in a long while. Once we got back, the world was spinning forward so I drank water and watched tv for almost 2 hours before it passed - I really did not want to be sick. It worked! On sunday, my aunt and I spent the entire day together - we went to Guelph to pick up some of my stuff and bike, and went shoe shopping for like, 3 hours. I finally got a cute pair of wedges that I have been looking for (unfortunately they have been hurting my feet). We sat by the pool for a little while, and she told me stories of her and my mom from when they were kids. It was nice to hear about her in such a playful way. We had dinner together too.

Last night my aunt made me eggs benedict and a lemon cake for a belated birthday dinner. I got some money from my uncle and some silver earrings. Yesterday, I hung around at the pool and I plan on doing the same this afternoon as well. It was absolutely lovely.

My fingers are tired and I want to get off the computer. I have been trying to limit my time on the computer since it's boring and I have better things to do in the summer. I'll try to write more later, but I will probably be working crazy hours for the next... 2 months.

I have to go grab my stuff from Lyle today, so I hope he left it outside. I really don't feel like dealing with him at all.

NOTE: Who cares about Michael Jackson, it's called KARMA. That's what you get MJ for raped little boys.

Interesting.

The boy is calling me baby. Weird.

Bah Hum Bug.

My life is like this right now $(*#&)Q($*#)(*$_#)*$)#(
All over the place.

As the song I was listening to this morning said...
Don't worry about a thing, everything will be alright.
-Bob Marley

But then again... he died an unfortunate death. So I'm not sure if I should quote the guy.

(This is me being optimistic)

I may have been screwed off hardcore- seriously lame, but now that I think about it, I am back to my feelings about this summer that I had a few months ago. I am happy to be single. I can finally (which I was looking forward to originally) focus on the things I want to do, hang out with the people I want to hang out with, eat what I want to eat, and be totally selfish this summer. My last summer of freedom.

I love my friends, they make my world turn. Kathie wants me to come back to Victoria and isn't holding anything against me for what happened. I don't think I could go there for the summer because it's not plausible to find a job this late in the summer working for only 2 months. I think I will still get out there for a vacation in August and continue my plans before things got totally stupid.
Here's to hoping the summer works out, and happiness surrounds me. *clink*
Cheers.

Void.

There is a big hole is my life right now. I am overwhelmed with loneliness and I hate it.
I don't really know how to overcome this feeling, and I think it's going to make me incredibly depressed.
Yayyyyy summer...

lol.

Oh my sister.. probably the funniest thing I've heard all day.

"Kal and I have decided the title of your next romance novel... An Engineer and a Gentleman. And the guy's name must be Lionel."

Lol, funny stuff right there.
I think Lyle enjoyed that :)

Lazy.

Considering I do nothing all day, I have done a really horrible job at keeping up with writing about my summer. It's especially sad since I haven't written about anything after I got back to Ontario 3 weeks ago.
I'll just write about a few highlights of being back:

- Deserted barn and house
- Surprise presents
- Falling asleep outside in the middle of the day
- Exchanging special words - nervously.
- Star Trek - good
- Wing night out and campfire
- Getting drunk and dancing at Starlight
- Tops of cars, jungle gym bridges
- Spending some quality time up north
- Water fights
- Mosquito bites
- Dry moss
- Surprise lunch visits with Italian sandwiches
- Going to Guelph twice, then coming back
- Beer and playing pool - meatheads
- Lyle dressed up as a member of the army (paintballing)
- German dinners
- Playing frisbee, wrestling with a tree
- Vietnamese dinner with yummy smoothies
- TCBY while walking around Waterloo Park
- Sunday brunches
- Fold down back seats - out of your comfort zone
- Kung Fu Panda - good
- Fight Club - good
- He's Just Not That Into You - over hyped