Home Alone...

So landlord wasn't okay with my mom staying here for three weeks, so she only stayed one night. And now she's gone.

I spent last night at Iram's and we watched Funny Girl and Date Night. Then this morning we watched two episodes of How I Met Your Mother (I've finished it all, but she has two episodes to go).

Just thought I'd give you a quick update on my life... But now that I'm here, I can't really think of anything. So those are the bullet points, I guess. Wow, lamest blog post ever.

Bai...

xx

A post without numbers.

Sooo Hailey just started a blog. And then I was like "OH YEAH. I have one of those..."

So here I am. Blogging. Sorry about my time away. I've been busy.

My mum just got back from Mexico. Well, Sunshine Valley. She lasted two days in Mexico. Then she was with my grandparents for a few days. Now she's back in Kelowna. At my place. In my bed. So I'm blogging in our living room area because I'm not ready to sleep yet and the computer would keep my mom up.
The reason the title isn't numbered is because it's summer and that's when I was supposed to stop blogging, because Alex and Shoshana would be back (seven days for Shosh, holy crap. Wish we were in the same town. Especially because now she probably can't come over until my mom's gone which is mid-July, which is really sad because I need to see her!)

Anyways, um. I've almost finished all five seasons of How I Met Your Mother. But then I have the next two seasons of Chuck, two seasons of Extras, and looots of movies, and a couple seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. And I had Skins, but then I realized I didn't like it, so after the first season, I stopped watching. Oh, and I have the UK Office.
I haven't been doing a lot other than working and hanging out with my new friends. Who I haven't really told you guys about. I've mentioned Iram, and possibly Chelsea and Robert, but maybe I should do quick bios for everyone?

Iram: 22; Currently on a work visa from the UK (born in Yorkshire, lived near London most of her life); is busy writing a pro-con list about our friendship; loves tea more than the average British person; makes fun of me a lot; super short; makes "that's what she said" jokes with me.

Chelsea: My old manager (for like a week - I've mentioned this f'sho); 22; works at Rip Curl now; has a cat named Kelowna, because her and her boyfriend Tim bought it when they moved here from Ontario; lots of tattoos; sailor mouth; completely awesome; dating a total douchebag who doesn't deserve her; into Tarot and astrology.

Robert: Manager at Rip Curl; old Randy River manager, which is how we know him; actual ginger, but dyes it blonde; Just turned 19; middle name is Thomas, but Chelsea says it's Peter; looks like an American Apparel model when he's hungover; listens to Miley Cyrus but is totally straight (as far as we know).

Amy: Used to work at Randy River, now works at Rip Curl (sensing a pattern?); just graduated high school and looked smokin'; likes Bananas in Pyjamas; she's one of those super short and awesome people; also into Tarot and astrology; Chelsea's twin, basically.

Proof of Robert's likeness to an American Apparel model:




I LOVE YOU! I might not be so great at blogging these next few weeks, since my mom is here and all.

40.7

Doing this before work, because I know I'll forget after. Had a good sleep last night, but I'm still exhausted. I was going to be working with Frankie today (kinda awesome) but instead I'm working with Moni (not as awesome) so it might not be a super happy fun day. On the bright side, I get to work with Moni again on Monday. But THEN. Then I have the day off. And I move in to my new place. Which, as Anna said, makes me like, old and stuff. BTW Anna, welcome back to the world of commenting :)

But anyways. Then on Wednesday, Moni has the day off. And because she's working Sunday now, I can get her to leave early on Thursday and Friday so Iram and I have a couple more hours worth of peace.

Andbutso, I really should start getting ready for work because I need to leave in fifteen to thirty minutes and I haven't done anything yet. I'm awesome, I know.

OKAY. Again, no music. I'm thinking I'll have to change the name of my blog if I keep up this no song thing.

Anyways, love you.

40.6

Okaaay. Update. Even more tired in the last minute. I can function properly on one night of poor sleep. Even two. But when I get three or four nights of crap sleeps, I'm so freaking tired. And I don't want to go to work today. Especially because I have to go to work on Sunday. Just so I can have Tuesday off. Because I'm moving on Tuesday. Making this the third Sunday in a row where I'll have worked. We're supposed to have every second Sunday off. Moni has that. I worked three Sundays ago. Everyone worked last Sunday because it was packing day. And I'm working this Sunday.

You may think that because I've had Monday to Thursday off, I'd have slept well. But no. Not really. The light comes through the curtains too dang early and then my body goes "IT'S LIGHT OUTSIDE. TIME TO WAKE UP?" And I'm like "NO. It isn't." But then my brain is all "That's just too dang bad, because you're waking up anyways." *bombards with thoughts and light*

So yeah. I should get up. And get ready. I move out on Tuesday. I will have no time to pack. Until Tuesday.

Anyways, I'm going to stop so you don't have to read any more of my complaining. BAII.

And I don't mean to complain because I'm just happy to have a job. But maybe not this job exactly.

Right. Bye. I love you.

40.5

It's Saturday. Not Friday. But I have extra time to post this. I didn't yesterday. We haven't been at work all week. Since Sunday. It's been closed for renovations. But yesterday was the day we took all the boxes back from the storage room. Because the name changed, we're not selling all the same merchandise. So I spent the day transferring stuff out to other stores. Moni and Frankie went home at 6:30. An 8-hour day. Good times. I stayed until 9. Which ended up being more of a 13 hour day. And today I was going to wake up at 8, but it's 7 and I'm awake. I'm exhausted.

Thanks to my aunt and uncle taking my bed, and my parents and everyone always being awake at 6. Not the greatest sleep of my life. The only thing that will get me through is thinking about my sleep tonight. Parents and AUncle are going to Hedley. For a nickel mine tour. If you think that sounds boring, wait until you hear the tour is 4 and a half hours long. My mom still doesn't believe me when I say she'll be bored.

ALSO, at work. UPS was supposed to deliver about 80 boxes today. Never happened. UPS doesn't work on the weekends. We open on Sunday. So that's awesome.

Anyways, I'm going to get to today's actual blog, so um. Yeah. No song, again. Take that.

40.4

Actually slightly on time for once. Iram came over today and helped me pack. We only had five boxes at the time. But of course, when I was on my way back from dropping her at the bus stop, my mom drove by with a bunch of boxes in the car. So I have a bunch of boxes now. And I would feel fine about leaving my room in disarray tonight if my aunt and uncle weren't possibly coming over and sleeping in my room tomorrow.

So because it didn't take that long, we watched Dexter. Obviously. I'm so excited for her to watch the fourth season whenever she gets the time. So intense. Can't believe she's this far behind. Also, because my new roommate is apparently awesome with computers, I might get him to reset my IP address to England so I can finish watching Garth Merenghi and other amazing Channel 4 programs. Also, Doctor Who. And I can rewatch all the series of the IT Crowd. Anyways, yeah. Might not even happen because he hates Macs and might not be that awesome with computers. But apparently he's got a sweet DVD collection which I can peruse at my will once I've moved in.

Craaap, I need to pack. I was hoping to clean everything up by 11, but that failed as it's 8 to. Maybe 11:30 because I need to wake up early for WORK TOMORROW. Argggh. And I need to make my lunch(es) as I'll be there for twelve hours, maybe.

Instead of packing, I watched How I Met Your Mother. A bunch of the episodes. I love NPH, but I reaaallly need to pack. Okay, bye. No song because I don't have time (even for that).

LOVE YOU LOTS, THOUGH.
xx

40.3

Before I get into the super serious stuff, here is the semi serious: I am now at 16 eggwiches. I think. Probably more but I stopped counting some time after ten.

Okay. So the really serious. Yesterday, Iram came over (beach, etc) but while she was on her way over, my mom and I dropped my bike off, I picked out some fenders for it, and we got home. Then we were having a normal discussion. There was a lull. Then she said "I think it's time you found a place to live."

Then she proceeded to give me the moving out speech. It wasn't a huge surprise and I actually did see it coming, so I wasn't shocked or anything. And there are no hard feelings, because I was kind of getting fed up with living at home. Not that I don't love my mum, and not that my mum doesn't love me; it was just time. So she was prepared and handed me the newspaper, telling me there were quite a few options. And when Iram was over, we craigslisted some places, and I have a couple appointments this week.

It hasn't sunk in that I'm going to be moving out, but nothing really ever does sink in with me. Like me becoming assistant manager, or moving five hours away from my friends in Abbotsford, or moving out when I was 16, etc. I just kind of take everything in stride because otherwise I would go completely mental, I think. It's the only way I can live without being completely overwhelmed by all the change and insanity of it all.

Anyways, now I've told you, that's pretty much all the big news in my life. So you're updated. Awesome.

The song for today is going to be... Shadow Song by the Mountain Goats. No it's not, because I can't find it on Youtube. Sax Rohmer #1 it is then.

Enjoy your Wednesdays. I am going to have lunch/dinner now.

xx

40.2

So I'm late. Again. But I told you I would be. Actually, I think I promised to be early. But then I forgot and Iram was over. We watched AVPM and I got burnt when we went to the beach. The burn on my face is now a tan. But the burn everywhere else might take another day. And Shoshana, in case you're wondering, no one lost their flip flops, and this time I am right around the corner from the beach so we didn't have to walk up 6 twisty blocks of steep hill.

My bike was fixed yesterday and we were supposed to pick it up today but my mom decided to wake up late. Or rather, I woke her up. Because otherwise she would not have woken up. So hopefully I get my bike tomorrow morning because I'm pretty sure I work. She'll have to drive me. Her fault.

Also, another topic to discuss. But I will tell you in today's blog, because this is yesterday's. A couple of you already know but I figure I should get it out in the open because it's big. Anyways, the song right now is going to be.... Last Kiss by Pearl Jam. Because Lo mentioned them on twitter and I was all "my favorite songs by them are.." and Last Kiss is one of them. It's amazing.

Leaving you for ten minutes.
xx

40.1

I should actually be on week 41 right now, but as I said last time, I am sooo behind. I apologize.

I've been dealing with Satan at work, and just a load of stuff that I'd rather not talk about on my blog haha. Bottom line, I'm firing her as soon as I'm allowed. Speaking of, I should be able to because she is under her three months. But my DM is a douchebag that won't let me fire her without three write-ups and a verbal warning.

Anyways, iMovie says 47 minutes now, so it's improving. I am kind of tired, because I went to bed at like, 9 yesterday. Due to the lack of sleep and complete stress accumulated from three days of nonsense.

So yes. Back online for good. I might actually stop blogging at the end of this month. That's when I was supposed to, because Alex would be back home. But now she won't be home and I don't know. I just don't have as much time as I used to. Now that I've gotten my crap together and have a full-time job. And friends. It's weird having friends close-by that want to do stuff all the time. I like it, though. Most of my friends from Abby were shut-ins like myself, and were totally fine texting me on a Friday night instead of actually hanging out.

Andbutso I have a life now and it makes this internet thing hard to do, but I will try to keep it up for as long as I can. At the very least, I'll blog every couple days to let you guys know what is happening.

The song for Monday (still today) is She Said by Plan B because I like it.

Bai.

39.7

So I'm about a week behind, but I'm back. My computer has been fixed, and I can post videos again, and I am really excited to have my computer back.

Tomorrow, Iram and I are going to the beach. Maybe Robert too, because he has the day off. Then Iram and I are going to watch Dexter and she will spend the night. Also tomorrow, I'm taking my bike into the bike shop because it has a flat tire (such an awesome surprise after work).

My latest video is uploading to YouTube right now, even though the uploader thing on iMovie says 53 minutes, as it has been saying for the past half hour. I think I'm going to catch up on my shows (Glee and Gossip Girl, as I've caught up on everything else. And I have one episode if Doctor Who to watch.)

But I need to start on today's blog, so I'll leave you with Rocks instead of Rice by Kellie Pickler (I'm going through a girly country music phase, leave me alone).

Don't be giving me evils!