…of ACTUAL relaxation, for once.

The Toronto weekend was all that I had expected, and more; I spent some seriously quality time with my aunt and uncle, and rested up. We went out for dinner Friday, drove down to Niagara Falls on Saturday and ate at the most epic buffet ever, then came back and watched Batman Begins (AWESOME), and on Sunday, we went to Sherway Gardens for some shopping action and Euro 2008 final-watching.

…as a sidenote, I am extremely sad about the German loss, but I still love them. The only thing that really disappointed me was how poorly and sloppily they were playing; they had extremely weak players on defence, and you CAN’T DO THAT when you have someone as quick and agile as Torres attacking. FAIL. Usually they get to it and shape up in the second half, but they never really got around to it.  Anyway, I do have to admit that the Spanish team played beautifully and were a very tight unit. They have some really talented players, so if the Deutsch had to lose to a team, I’m glad it was to a great one. Sigh. That is so friggin hard to say.

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I truly enjoyed the bus ride to Toronto, both there and back; I stared out the window, thought about things and listened to really great music. Simple, but somehow soothing. I missed this ‘me’ time, and I’m glad I forced myself to take a trip!

I only bought one thing all weekend, and that was Take The Crown’s “Relapse React,” which is turning out to be a great record, and worth the $22. I did lurk H&M some on Friday night, but I didn’t get any proper shopping done because we were very tight for time. Alas…some other time, maybe.

In any case, my hubby is back on THURSDAY! I am most stoked…

…damage control: successful.

I managed to get together with Colin after he finished work yesterday, and as it turns out, he wasn’t really that pissed at me; I don’t know why he had reacted like that in the first place. We talked it out, and everything’s fine now. My mother and I are also good, as we had a heart-to-heart later in the evening.

I met up with Katrina after Colin had caught his bus, and we hung out at her place for a bit, then went back to mine to watch ‘The Lives of Others,’ however, we got caught up watching America’s Next Top Model online until nearly 1 am. It was good times all around, and after she had gone home, I planned out all the stuff I need for Toronto. I’m STOKED.

You know what is balls, though? I have to work from 3 to 9 on Canada Day. What the shit is that? I mean, REALLY.

…what the hell am i going to do now?

It’s amazing how I manage to fuck things up royally in so little time; I make terrible decisions and then regret them starting the moment after.

Basically, right now, I have both parents and significant other mad at me for stupid, stupid, stupid decisions. Ah, fuck this, for serious.

I’ve really got to set things straight with Colin tomorrow, and well, my parents will forgive me…I just don’t know what the hell I’m going to do about all the other thins I regret.

…excitement and some things to consider.

1. So, I finished my rough stint at D’Arcy’s last Saturday after deciding that they were all batshit crazy, and now I am entirely Rogers’. It’s already proving to be an absolutely great job, so I’m very pleased. On a work-related front, the skies are clear!

2. This Thursday, I’m bussing down to Toronto to see my uncle! I’m so excited because we always have the most ridiculously awesome times together, he, my aunt and I. Since they don’t have any kids, I’m basically like their child, so I get all the sweet fringe benefits, haha.

3. A rondo boy that came down from another Rogers to cover someone’s shift at our Rogers added me on facebook the next night, and effectively asked me out via message; I still don’t know how to feel about this, especially because he’s nice and I don’t want to hurt his feelings by being like, “Yeah, um, I’m not really interested.”

4. I had a chat with my mother about aforementioned boy, and relationships, and I came to the sudden realization that the reason why Colin makes me so happy is not because I am in love with him; rather, it’s because he’s in love with me, and knowing that makes me feel really great. I mean, I like spending time with him and all, but the fact of the matter is, there’s no chemistry, really. I’m obviously going to give it some more time, because things may develop further; I mean, if anybody does complete 180s on this planet, it’s me. We’ll see how things’re progressing at the end of July.

5. That is all. Point-form life summary.

…all good!

At work today, we ended up having four hostesses, so I was sent home after getting a free meal (huzzah!)…I stood in line at Gendron for about an hour, but I did register all of my required courses, and, in addition, took German Lit (instead of the conflicting ALG3902 I’ll have to take in 4th year), beginner’s Spanish and Intro to Business. Marketing was completely full, so I kinda got shafted, but it’s all good; I think this year will be diverse enough that I’ll enjoy myself AND do well. IS THIS POSSIBLE!? Yes. I think it may be.

Handing in my resignation letter at D’Arcy’s was SO GOOD. I decided that they can suck it, and I will be finishing up on Saturday. I refuse to take any more. I don’t think I’ve ever hated anything quite as much as working at that place.

Also, I am going to see if I can take next weekend off to go to Toronto and see my uncle!

…deciding future plans.

Registering for a new year of school is just that; using an unnecessarily complex tool (fucking Rabastard) to slowly start shaping your future. That part alarms me. The two profs I contacted about getting a prerequisite waiver haven’t responded to me with any final decisions yet; one said that waivers are usually only for exceptional students and foreign exchange students, and the other just asked for a ($10) transcript. I replied to both, and right now, I would REALLY like to know, so that I can sign up for an appropriate future.

If I can’t take the two aforementioned science courses, I will have to take an extra year of university, which initially really scared me, but, the more I think about it, the more I realize that employers aren’t going to look at whether I finished in 4 years or 5, rather, HOW I finished. So what if my friends graduate before me? They’ll still be around and I’ll see them, just not in school. It still irks me a bit, but everything’ll work out in the end. The only good thing coming out of this is that I’ll be able to take two business courses this year, and maybe even spanish to fill my schedule up, and boost my GPA. Having so much control can be a little frightening at times…

Man, I worked 44 hours chez D’Arcy’s this week; I’m bushed, but I have no day off until next Sunday. Good news though; this Thursday, I am telling them that I am going to GTFO at the end of June. I cannot wait!

…we’re not gonna take this, no!

I’ve left out a lot of my D’Arcy’s bitching over the past little while because I assumed the shittiness would die down over time. Alas, it has not, and I’ve decided that it’s not worth me stressing all the time; with that, I am going to work there until the end of June, and then just be a Rogers employee. I’ve only been at Rogers for three shifts, and already I like it; my managers are reasonable, really easygoing and welcoming. I don’t think I deserve to put up with this much shit for the position of glorified busboy. I know it’s only been three weeks, but I am just not cut out for the restaurant biz. I was thinking about The ‘Blaws and how I left cos of my manager (and school) there too…initially, I just thought that it was me being extraordinarily demanding, but basically, all it is, is the only time I ever take a stand for myself. I have a feeling Rogers is going to work out extremely well, in any case.

Here’s to a great summer.

…i am, quite literally, insane.

Yesterday, I signed whatever soul D’Arcy’s had left me, over to Rogers. I worked my first shift from 10 to 2, then ran down the street to pick up my paycheque from Elgin Sports (and to say hi to the boyfriend, who I had not seen in a week), and went home for 3pm. I then ate for the first time that day, got into my uniform, and went to D’Arcy’s, where I worked my entire shift out on the patio (it was about 40 degrees Celsius with humidex, sunny, and I was in all black). My manager forgot about me until midnight, which was about an hour and a half after I was supposed to go home…so, I got to bed at around 1230 so that I could sleep until 830.

I woke up early this morning, shoved breakfast down my throat (mmm…guardian cereal), then proceeded to walk to Rogers. The weather was shit again. Is shit, rather. After my shift was done, I dropped by Elgin Sports again to say hi to the boy and some of my old coworkers, ran some errands and came home. I FINALLY had the opportunity to take a nice long shower and have lunch, just before I have to go to the gymnaestrada tonight. I’ll be there until 830, and then I will promptly head home (getting a drive back, though, yesss) and die.

Tomorrow and Thursday, I work a split shift, 11-3, 5-9ish; then, on Friday, I’m at Rogers from 1230 til 430, then at D’Arcy’s from 5 til around 11. Saturday is another split shift, 12-3, 5-9ish, then Sunday, I work from 930 til sometime in the afternoon, I suppose.

This is what I have set myself up for; a summer of stress and exhaustion. On the bright side, I will be ROLLING in money. =D It all evens out, I guess.

…me time, and weird triggers.

I decided to finally take the bull by the horns and start eating normally and exercising again. I’ve really let myself go the last month, and is it ever starting to show. In any case, I already feel better after having gone on a hour-long bike ride. On the way back, I stopped at a bench to sip some water and just stare out at the canal. I was listening to Emery’s most recent release (which is fantastic, by the way) and the lyrics at the end of this one song just tugged at something deep within me. I got really choked up, just sitting there, a gorgeous breeze blowing over the water (which smells really raunch, by the way).

I wish I could live where the sea meets the land.
The ocean and I would be the best of friends.
I’d make her my own. I would float in her waves.
She would sing me to sleep as she carries me away.
Won’t you carry me away?
Oh, please, carry me away.
Ocean, carry me away. You’re my better half.

I ended up hanging out at that bench for a substantial amount of time. At first, I wanted to take a quick break so that I could get home, shower and eat (get it all over with, in essence), so that I could have ‘me’ time; however, I realized that I didn’t really have to be plopped in front of my tv to relax and take time away from the daily grind. It’s weird how that’s gotten drilled into my brain.

In other news, Maria, Eleni and I went to see Sex and the City last night and it was SO AWESOME. I have to admit, though I am ashamed to do so, that I really like movies like that. Stupid girly side coming out of me. I think I’m going to give up on suppressing it. Not gonna lie, but I was thinking of Colin for most of that movie…aaaaaaaaah I’m falling for him pretty hard. I’m just so happy around him =)

Damn, the dryer just buzzed at me…I’m off.

…several new things, none of which are very interesting.

The D’Arcy’s job is actually pretty badass; it’s really hectic most of the time, but I really enjoy being busy and running around a lot, so it suits me pretty well. The only drawback is that takes a lot out of me. I got offered a job for July at Rogers, so I’m going to take that and drop Elgin Sports. Basically, what’s happening right now is that my life is insane. I have no ‘me’ time and am scrambling to fit people into my schedule, which is causing me to get exhausted twice as quickly. It’s my fault, so I really have no reason to complain, but hey.

In other news, I started watching House, M.D. today, and it’s so good! House is one of my favourite characters from any show ever; his cynicism and callousness just kill me.

Right now, I’m sitting in my squishy armchair in front of the telly and watching CSI: Miami because I simply love how terrible David Caruso is. I mean, really. Dude’s massive amounts of hilarious. I really want to grab some frozen yogurt from my fridge, but alas, the food police (my mom) might hear me.  I hate getting pregnant woman cravings during my period. Thanks, body.

I also get a full day with the boy on Tuesday, so I’m excited! Our schedules haven’t really been accommodating recently, as he works til 4 and I work from 5 during the week…

Anyway, that is my boring life, summarized in about 250 words. Back to my Horatio Caine…