This summer
I can't wait to quit my job.
Don't get me wrong - I like working at the bakery. A ton of treats, and 99% of the people there are so so nice. I just hate not being able to sleep in at all, unless there's a national holiday. Hopefully when I go full time, they'll give me the full time days, and leave me off of the weekends. Waking up at 6:30 every Saturday is sacrilegious. D; I'm taking 2 weeks off for exams, though, and it will be glorious. Saturday, June 16 to Sunday July 1.
I was thinking about this summer and all the things I would do. August, I'm going to have a little bon voyage party with Lindsay. She's going to dye my hair [peep highlight pink!] and we're going to watch Rent, and make smores. Perhaps play Twister. It'll be good times. Kim bought us tickets to Edgefest in July, which is the big Canada Day concert in Toronto. My parents still don't know. I need to arrange a sleepover with Gina and the girls.
I really want to go back to Cali for some time this summer. Really really. I've been talking to Jantzen, who I went to elementary school with, and he's been asking me to come back and he wants to arrange a Norco Elementary reunion. Hehe. And while in Cali, I can also visit K, whose wife has been pregnant for a while, by the way. I didn't find out until my uncle told me. Baby's due in October. And after visiting them, I just might jump Pak for his wallet and come back home. ;3
Oh and dudes... I had a nightmare last night. D: I haven't had a nightmare in a long time. It was pretty much a psycho killer in my house, and in my dream, my house was massive. The killer looked like Mr. Bennet from Heroes. He stabbed people and had multiple knives, so we'd wrestle a knife away from him, but he'd just pull out another one. I think my dad killed him, but I saw he had a knife shoved into him as well. At that sight, I forced myself to wake up. I wanted to go to my dad's room and give him a hug. I still do, but it's 7:15 on a Saturday and he'll get mad if I wake him. Yes, one rare moment I want to hug my dad, brought on by a nightmare.
Don't get me wrong - I like working at the bakery. A ton of treats, and 99% of the people there are so so nice. I just hate not being able to sleep in at all, unless there's a national holiday. Hopefully when I go full time, they'll give me the full time days, and leave me off of the weekends. Waking up at 6:30 every Saturday is sacrilegious. D; I'm taking 2 weeks off for exams, though, and it will be glorious. Saturday, June 16 to Sunday July 1.
I was thinking about this summer and all the things I would do. August, I'm going to have a little bon voyage party with Lindsay. She's going to dye my hair [peep highlight pink!] and we're going to watch Rent, and make smores. Perhaps play Twister. It'll be good times. Kim bought us tickets to Edgefest in July, which is the big Canada Day concert in Toronto. My parents still don't know. I need to arrange a sleepover with Gina and the girls.
I really want to go back to Cali for some time this summer. Really really. I've been talking to Jantzen, who I went to elementary school with, and he's been asking me to come back and he wants to arrange a Norco Elementary reunion. Hehe. And while in Cali, I can also visit K, whose wife has been pregnant for a while, by the way. I didn't find out until my uncle told me. Baby's due in October. And after visiting them, I just might jump Pak for his wallet and come back home. ;3
Oh and dudes... I had a nightmare last night. D: I haven't had a nightmare in a long time. It was pretty much a psycho killer in my house, and in my dream, my house was massive. The killer looked like Mr. Bennet from Heroes. He stabbed people and had multiple knives, so we'd wrestle a knife away from him, but he'd just pull out another one. I think my dad killed him, but I saw he had a knife shoved into him as well. At that sight, I forced myself to wake up. I wanted to go to my dad's room and give him a hug. I still do, but it's 7:15 on a Saturday and he'll get mad if I wake him. Yes, one rare moment I want to hug my dad, brought on by a nightmare.