Forgive Me

I spent all day working and all I want to do is sleep. Therefore, I am going to. I will post again when I am not so tired.

Day Twelve: Sleep.

I am tired as all iuahjfdknuhijk. My keyboard is stuck in French. I dont feel like fixing it right now, so expect poor punctuation. Not much to say. Worked at Tims. Hated it. Came home. Cleaned. Doing this. Going to bed. Tis about it.

On the plus side, my last shift at Tims is on Sunday. After that, as long as I dont desperately need money, because I am living on the streets. I WILL NEVER HAVE TO GO BACK!!!!!

Yea. So. Todays photo. My bedroom floor. Because it exists. Finally. The sad thing. This is half of my bedroom floor. In terms of usuable floor space that doesnt have furniture on it. And Ive only got two night stands, a twin bed, a desk and a closet in my room....

Day Eleven: The Life of a Post-Secondary Student

(Yes, I know Secondary is cut in half with no hyphen. Don't criticize me!) Today was definitely a day that made me feel like a (I say post-secondary, because I'm so used to saying university student, but I'm not anymore. I'm a college student, but I like Post-Secondary better than college....anyway.....) post-secondary student. Broke as glass. I had to buy pants and shoes for work, and groceries.

Plus. I slept in until one. Something I haven't done in a long time. I'm usually never up at four in the morning, but last night was an exception. A very rare one too.

Tyler and Steve (I don't know if I've mentioned him before, but Steve is married to Leah and they're that couple that you're pretty well best friends with and they're the kind of people that Tyler and I (if ever we have a place of our own) would give them the keys to watch over it so we'd go away for a few days and ask them to mind the cat and stuff. Awesome people, I just wish we could hang out more often. And that Leah could join us. Oh! And Leah's pregnant!) came up to Freddi last night to do some video for the band of one of the actors they're using for something. That was done at one, and then we hung out at my apartment for a few hours, before they drove back to Saint John.

It was an awesome night, I'm just sad it had to end and it's something that doesn't happen often. Though, with me now working at Future Shop, I should be making more money eventually, so I'll be able to go home!

I'm not kidding you. This is pretty well three-four weeks worth of groceries for me.

Day Ten: What's Different?

So, do you notice what's different?

Can ya guess?

At Anything?

.....

My hair's cut. That's right folks, I cut my own hair. Mind you, I don't know how my mum and sister will take it, because they've always told me to never cut my own hair. I can home from class and after my shower I figured I might as well trim more of my bangs, because it was starting to bug me that I didn't cut all of them. Then, it kinda spiraled and soon enough I can around to cutting my hair. What do you think? Like it? No? Why?

Something funny that happened today at school. I was in my ceramics class and we were working away on our projects and schtuff. When all of a sudden, the fire alarm starts going off. But everyone in my class looks up and around at the rest of the class all wondering whether or not we should keep working or if we should actually head the fire alarm.

It's kinda a funny thought to think of. Art students that would rather keep working than save themselves from a probable death. A fun little tid bit I figured that I would share with you.

Here's my hair. Enjoy!




Oh, and I'm broke. Very broke.