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Wow, RL is kicking me in the ass lately. The only thing I find myself capable of is writing fic, but not updates, so I'm making an effort here! ;)
My Mom has gone to Philippines to accompany the choir there. Since it's a mostly Christian choir, aside from singing at the festivals, they're also doing a lot of charity work there in orphanages and stuff, and having a lot of fancy dinners with Canadian embassys there. Sounds like a lot of fun. It was fully paid for her, too. I didn't join the choir this year, so I missed the trip, but that's fine. I'm enjoying the time alone, and I can't stand the heat here. According to my Mom's e-mails, it feels like she's inside some "hot sweet jello".
Pat has moved in for the time being. We're having a lot of fun just resting, even though he does work a lot. I wend done to Indigo (Canada's biggest book store chain) at Eglinton, and, though Pat's connections, I may be able to get a job there. I can't work in the same store that Pat works, which sucks cause it's right downtown in the poshest part of the city and a lot of celebrities come there, but where I'm applying is not bad either. We went there the other day, and since the manager knew Pat, he told me I could just bring my resume and tell whoever takes it to forward it straight to him. It would be up to me to actually get the job, but at least, thanks to Pat, I can skip the chain that the resume has to go through to get to the right person. Keep your fingers crossed for me, ok? :)
I contacted Accessibility services at the university, because I was told that if I had any concerns or special accomodations to do with residence, I have to get in touch with them. My issue is that since my ex-stepfucker tried to make an attempt on my life, I'm terrified living with srangers. If a person you live with and think you know for 10 years tries to kill you, how can I not be paranoid about some stranger? They didn't listen to my issue, but sent me forms to fill out. The problem is, most of the questions ask what kind of physical/mental disability I have, what councellors/doctors I've been to, and what kind of medication/councelling I've bee through for it. I don't have neither a physical nor a mental disability, and I got through the shock and trauma by myself, without any councellors and especially not medicine. So I can pretty much put a huge line through all the forms and write N/A. Not only people with specific disabilities or sicknesses may need special accomodations. -__- Maybe I'll just write them a letter.
How is everyone? Please tell me if something important has happened in your life, or if you've written anything you'd like me to read. I'm sorry I've been absent, but I needed a break from everything. Right now I'm hell-of-a busy trying to finish all the little ends for my
slashfest prompts, too.
Got nothing going on? Still, just tell me SOMETHING. I miss you guys. :)
My Mom has gone to Philippines to accompany the choir there. Since it's a mostly Christian choir, aside from singing at the festivals, they're also doing a lot of charity work there in orphanages and stuff, and having a lot of fancy dinners with Canadian embassys there. Sounds like a lot of fun. It was fully paid for her, too. I didn't join the choir this year, so I missed the trip, but that's fine. I'm enjoying the time alone, and I can't stand the heat here. According to my Mom's e-mails, it feels like she's inside some "hot sweet jello".
Pat has moved in for the time being. We're having a lot of fun just resting, even though he does work a lot. I wend done to Indigo (Canada's biggest book store chain) at Eglinton, and, though Pat's connections, I may be able to get a job there. I can't work in the same store that Pat works, which sucks cause it's right downtown in the poshest part of the city and a lot of celebrities come there, but where I'm applying is not bad either. We went there the other day, and since the manager knew Pat, he told me I could just bring my resume and tell whoever takes it to forward it straight to him. It would be up to me to actually get the job, but at least, thanks to Pat, I can skip the chain that the resume has to go through to get to the right person. Keep your fingers crossed for me, ok? :)
I contacted Accessibility services at the university, because I was told that if I had any concerns or special accomodations to do with residence, I have to get in touch with them. My issue is that since my ex-stepfucker tried to make an attempt on my life, I'm terrified living with srangers. If a person you live with and think you know for 10 years tries to kill you, how can I not be paranoid about some stranger? They didn't listen to my issue, but sent me forms to fill out. The problem is, most of the questions ask what kind of physical/mental disability I have, what councellors/doctors I've been to, and what kind of medication/councelling I've bee through for it. I don't have neither a physical nor a mental disability, and I got through the shock and trauma by myself, without any councellors and especially not medicine. So I can pretty much put a huge line through all the forms and write N/A. Not only people with specific disabilities or sicknesses may need special accomodations. -__- Maybe I'll just write them a letter.
How is everyone? Please tell me if something important has happened in your life, or if you've written anything you'd like me to read. I'm sorry I've been absent, but I needed a break from everything. Right now I'm hell-of-a busy trying to finish all the little ends for my
slashfest prompts, too.
Got nothing going on? Still, just tell me SOMETHING. I miss you guys. :)