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.