my vacation so far has been bitter sweet.

I have enjoyed catching up with my relatives at the wedding. I have missed them terribly. Rick and I talked video games, music. Sadly as the fun began my ride decided they wanted to leave. My auntie Val made a joke about how she use to take us to movies but now that were of age we can drink together.
I don't really understand the appeal of drinking. Sure, I'll have one Drink but any more than that I do not see the point. Why do you want to lose your inhibitions? I like to have full control over my mind. If people use it, so they can have fun they really need to become more fun. I have a blast and never drink. If you need it because you can't bear the people you are with, stop hanging out with them. I don't mind drinking, it's just that I believe you should not get drunk. I don't think I'm going to drink again. I don't like the taste and what is the point of liquor? To get drunk or to relax. I can find other ways to relax that are ten times more fun.
The wedding was beautiful. I'm so happy for my cousin Jay. He looks like the happiest man in the world. I'm glad the wedding turned out so lovely on a nice day. Even with the wind.
I had a nice visit with my Great Aunties. They are lovely. I also got time to read my bible go for a walk and go to church. It was weird I ran into someone who knew Zach. Small world, who would think I would meet someone who knew him in Norquay.
I Finally arrived in swan Monday night. I love seeing Melissa. I truly missed her. I haven't hung out with her in so long. Since I moved our visits were always over dinner. Needless to say I am enjoying this catch up time. Hope I'm not intruding. I'm not sure how I would feel having someone staying at my house for a week. They seem okay with it so far.
I wish I knew more people in swan. I am so bored during the day. I'm so jealous though, that Melissa and Jeff have full time day jobs. Lucky small town people.
I came to Swan with a mission. I really want to keep Twyla as a friend but she just doesn't care anymore. I gave her a book that I thought was perfect. It was called "I'll Love You Forever" by Robert Munsch. I thought it would be perfect because she loves the author and it was read by Joey on Friends, her favorite t.v. show. Sadly that would the most thought I put into a gift for any person. I saw it and had to get it for her. Anyways, I dropped it off in between her doors and then texted her to tell her I was in Swan if she wanted to talk. Then, she replied saying I'm mean and Vindictive lately. I don't know what she means perhaps I was a bit harsh sometimes, but really when someone tells you, have changed into someone they don't like you are hurt. Doesn't she understand that? Am I suppose to sit back while she tells me I'm a terrible person? I felt I needed to defend myself. I'm not a bad person. I am not a crazy bar star, and I gossip, yes, It's my one bad habit. Sue me. I am not even sure what she thinks I have said that is vindictive, but if I'm some kind of evil that she needs to stay away from then okay. I shouldn't infect other people.

DEPRESSED!!!!!!

arg!

well, I was having a good day shared a few jokes at work spent time with my sister and her kids. then I came home had a freak out because, I hate money. Sorry Tanya, I really don't mind lending money. I am just frustrated.

How do families survive on one income? I find it hard to live on 2. It seems every time I get paid, my check is immediately gone to bills and food. I really wish I could move out and only had myself to support. Andrea offered me a sweet deal. I think she said 290 a month plus hydro. I would love that. If only I had no obligations at home. It would be so good for me to move out. I would find independence, and freedom. How can I grow up if I still live at home. I suppose that I have been forced to grow up already. No kid should support their parents. Once, I was supporting three people on my minimum wage, not quite full time job.

How do single teen mothers do it? I do not believe in abortions but I would definitely give a kid up for adoption if I had gotten pregnant at a young age. I could not imagine raising a family on my own. Glad I kept my legs together. :P

I know this girl who I don't understand. She gets so upset, often over little things. They aren't anything to worry about. I would let them roll off my back had they happened to me. You did something I wanted to do and I wasn't included (I tell you I hate you, jokingly of course) I'm not invited to your party (Slightly hurt but still love you) A guy doesn't like me and has a girlfriend (tell him she is a lucky girl and know that he's missing out on a prize like me) Why do people react like preteens. Grow up please! I can't cater to peoples every emotion. So far I do things and don't say things to her because I think it may upset her. In the case of her calling one of our friends gay who gets called that all the time at school (he isn't by the way) I should have told her to apologize but didn't because I thought she may cry. Not anymore! I will not walk on egg shells around you. I'm gonna set her right. Be ready for me world, I'm not a push over anymore.

Let's hope work goes well tomorrow. Much like today if not more fun. :)

Oh what a day!

I woke early to shower and shave my legs. It was a cool shower, because I couldn't use my usual steaming hot water with my burn. Hot sprinkling water on your burn is like poking yourself with tons of needles. I have the worst skin. I do not remember burning this much when I was a kid, and I spent tons of hours at the beach for my summers. Now, every single time I spend a day under the suns streaming rays I will undoubtedly get burned. I wouldn't mind it so much if it was an even burn. I keep getting the craziest burns, as I have mentioned before. This one, fills my white spots in but my back is whiter than milk. When I got off work today I was so glad I worked in an air conditioned building today. It was deathly hot out. But, those are the summers I remember growing up. It was never hard for me to get into the water as a kid, now it takes me forever. On a day like today I would jump in immediately for a much needed cool down.

I left for work not forgetting anything for once. Caught my bus, which sadly isn't a regular occurrence for me. I was glad everything was going so well. I would work, eat my homemade lunch, (I also rarely have time to make one of those) go to the gym after work and head to Bible study. When I soon arrived at work my good day quickly vanished. I opened my bag to find I had not closed my pasta and tomatoe sauce container completely. Tomatoe sauce everywhere, including my new really expensive camera a.k.a. my baby. I was glad to have Chrissy there to take care of my camera. She got the gunk out of every nook and cranny. Meanwhile I tried to clean up the huge mess by putting all my belongings into garbage bags. Needless to say I'm never bringing any type of sauce for lunch again.

So, I could not go to the gym today unless I wanted to attract all the skinny girls who do not eat. I would have smelled yummy.

Oh, so since I had no more lunch I had to buy it. When I told my sister of the sauce catastrophe she reminded me she had my debit card. Luckily I had my Visa. I hate using a Visa for small transactions so I had to go big or go home. So, I ordered 2 pizzas and cinna sticks and a 2L coke. Perhaps people think I eat a lot because I order lots. I tried so hard to share it with everyone but only a few people would help me out. I then realized I had to carry them home. I was bound to look like a homeless person with my clothes in garbage bags dogs following me because of the scent. Observers would surely think I picked up the pizza from the garbage bin of Dominoes. Silliness. Why such bad luck?

I got on bus after work and, remembered the good old school days, when I took hour long bus rides. I enjoyed them. I remember napping in the back seat in grade nine as the "big kid" and getting dibs on the seats in grade ten because we were the first stop. We had a variety when it came to bus drivers. Some everyone loved others everyone hated. Back in grade 3 my bus driver was the coolest he took us to his place at the end of June for ice cream and Gave us chocolate at Christmas. We even chipped in, to get him a gift. I remember there was this huge bump in the road that allowed us to pretend we could fly, he saw this and sped up for us. Sadly my older cousins came and made him into a bitter old man. They were rebels who loved to stir up trouble. The next few years were filled with; seating arrangements, not being able to leave your seat until you arrived home, him picking one of my cousins up by the collar and tossing him into his rightful seat. Oh, I can't forget when he closed Gemma's head in the door. The day he quit he was probably just as happy to be gone as we were to have him gone. We then had this lovely woman who was the mother of one of our friends. Needless to say everyone liked her. Can you believe, we celebrated the day we got a tape player on the bus no more silent bus rides? Now I bet you could pass your Ipod to your bus driver out in Benito. Sweet memories!

well I will leave it at that. at least my day ended on happy memories.

I love how I say when I was a kid and I remember when. I'm only 23, these things were just yesterday. LOL

Single and okay with it.

So, I have been very okay with my singlism lately. oops that makes it sound like a religion or something. LOL

Peoples relationship problems made me see that I like the drama free life I'm living. I'm going to enjoy myself and if some guy comes along that's worth my time Great. No more crushing for me, the guys I like will simply know that I like them. No chasing for me either. If they like me back they can do the work. None of the 'why hasn't he called?' tears or "does he like me?' panic for me.

I believe the guy who is worth the tears would never make me cry intentionally. It drives me insane when I see people in messed up relationships. Why let your significant other hit our verbally abuse you? That's not love or even like. If a dude ever hit me, adrenaline would kick in and I would knock him back into his mommas womb. I don't need drama I have been surrounded by it for way too long. I guess it has made me who I am, a girl who won't waste her time in any of these situations.

I think people shouldn't take dating so seriously until they are at the ready for marriage phase. I'd say 27 to 35 is a safe time. I agree with what Neil said today. This isn't how he put it but I interpreted it this way. Girls 18 to 23 aren't sure what the want and are drama seeking crazy people. (sadly I'm still 23. I'm so over the drama though. I know what I want.) I can't say that's a fact or anything. There are some exceptions. like me! LOL. I have met some boys (16 to 20) who are extremely mature and I have met some men (let's say 27 to 40) who are utterly immature. (hence a lot of immature ones)

I really want everyone to evaluate who they are and what they want out of a relationship before entering one. If you want a one night stand, a Church is not a good place to find one. LOL If you want something serious don't go to the clubs, no one has their right mind when they are there, drunk or not. Also be honest with the person, tell them what you are looking for. Save yourself the trouble, with any luck they may only want a "sleeping buddy" too. LOL I just thought of Joey using these quotations wrong on Friends. What a great Show! (Hope I used them correctly) LOL

In conclusion, I like being single for now. I love flirting and will continue to do so.

Later everyone!

Fun in the sun!

I finally got my much needed break from work. Sadly I don't go back to work until Thursday and will be bored the next two days. I'll deal.

My vacation began Friday. I packed up my stuff and headed to Gimli for the Islendingadagurinn.

We arrived and set up our tent. It was a lot easier than I thought, I will definitely be able to pitch it myself at the end of August. Can't wait! That night we went into town for the rock the dock event, but it was moved to the pavilion. Once we arrived there we saw people leaving and the music wasn't playing any more. So we went on our quest for a big rock to put under my collapsible BBQ. We found this great rocky area and ran into some drunk lady. She told us how she lost her cell phone the other night because she was so wasted that she woke up in the water. As we just about escaped this silly girl the cops pulled up. They approach us, flash their light on Benji's drink asking, "What do we have here?" It was just a Coffee Crisp flavored milk. They then asked what we were doing there, Andrea being the honest lovely person she is explains. I was wary about admitting we were there for a rock, is that not stealing public property? I guess it was nothing to worry about because once we explained what it was for they let us search. Benji had a nice chat with them while we found it. I wonder what drunk girl was doing while this was going on. We began heading to our car and she followed us as the cops left she told us she was pretending to be with us because there was a warrant out for her arrest. We quickly jumped into the car and locked our doors. Why do cops stop to talk to people like us and let the bad guys go under the radar? When we got back to my grandparents (willow creek) we began our bonfire. I like hot dogs!!

It is weird how times have changed so drastically. How my grandparents grew up to now. My Amma was upset that I didn't have two tents like I had originally said I would. (one for the boys and one for the girls.) It's not my fault they couldn't bring another tent. It just irks me that they don't see me as a responsible adult. There would be no way I would bring a bunch of people in their yard so they could have sex, and drink. It annoys me that they don't know me well enough. I'm a good girl. I hate that people from previous years have ruined it for me.

I hate guilt by association. Just because my cousins are like that they assume I am. Just because most teenagers are like that they assume I am. Prejudice is a funny thing. Once a Jehovah's witness approached me at the bus stop, to get her to leave I told her how I go to church on Sunday, Wednesday, and Friday's and she was shocked. She said, "You don't see that too often." I see it all the time. It's because I'm in that life. I see tons of young people in churches. Were not all crazy teens who need to be saved.

Saturday was a lovely day. I got to see Fred Penner. I was reminded of how cool he was. I really want to continue singing those songs with Naomi, they are fun. It was on again, off again rain that day. I got to see all my family. I miss them. We headed to the rides. Where Sarah and Chris went on the Zipper. I totally would have had a freak out on that. Never mind, I went on the Ferris wheel with Chris to use up the tickets Sarah had to buy and got so nervous from being so high. Looking around was not fun! That night we went to rock the dock for a second and sat on the beach for the fireworks. They could have been better.

The next day was gorgeous. So sunny and delightful. Hence my burn. I really didn't feel like I was burning on the beach. Then again I left the beach soon after arriving and went to see some frisnok with Jaclyn and Sean. It's a really cool game. Jaclyn says she has some poles set up in her back yard we should have a frisnok party dear! That would be barrels of fun. We headed back home and stopped at a beach on Willow Island road to take a quick swim. So nice. I like the seclusion. We then played some Frisbee with Noami and had a BBQ with Tanya and family. We took our tent down because Afi said it would rain tonight and could sleep in the camper. Next was the Alternative Folk Festival. We missed our chance to see Fred Penner again. I wonder if he does music for the older crowd? There was some good tunes. The last group played some rave music had some flashy lights, smoke, wore masks and beaks. We quickly got up out of there. Weird!

The next morning we woke up and slowly got ready, made it to Gimli just in time to see the parade while ordering some Subway. I felt bad eating while they drove by, they all wanted a bite. lol I said bye to my relatives, Benji and I headed home leaving Sarah and Mom there for the week.

On our way home Benji's parents asked if he wanted to go to Lower Fort Garry. So we joined our big church group. They are such lovely people. I had fun and it was cool to see Meghan in her work setting. I saw Neil there. I was too lazy to say hi and was contemplating just snapping a photo of him to have proof that I saw him there. Instead of being creepy, I sucked it up and said who cares if you haven't showered in four days and look like crap, It's just Neil. I poked fun at him for being at this kind of concert. Definitely would not peg him as a fan of this kind of music. lol. He was there with his sister and family. Very cute!

We then went for some ice cream at half moon. I ordered some fries and a burger. People always comment how I eat so much and have this great metabolism. But I don't! The times I eat lots it's because I'm hungry. Sometimes I order lots and don't eat it all. My gut is coming back too. I gotta start eating three meals again and eat some yogurt and apples. no more chips and fast food! *slowly drops handful of "munchies snack mix"* LOL

I was so glad to come home and shower. I'm clean now! yay! Now it's almost three i should go to bed. Why did I fall asleep for six hours after I got home a six thirty?