LJ vomit. (Alt. title: I'm supposed to be in bed.)
(First public entry regarding my departure...eeeeep)
Soooooooooo. I'm supposed to be asleep. OOPS. I tried, I did, but I'm still too wound up from work. ONE MORE SHIFT. YAY. Everyone there is being really good about me leaving, my bosses especially. It's strange having a boss that supports me...to even wish me luck! Back at Dominion, when I left...damn, they were as happy to see me go as I was. =P I think "good riddance" was what we were all thinking when I left that place. XD
SO, worst case scenario is I end up back at the rinks. Which is KIND of bad, because Ice Sports is a God-forsaken hellhole that drains me of my life force a little more with every shift. BUT, it's nice to know I have a safety net in place if I have to come back to Toronto. =) I'll miss the gossipy hens I like to chat with in-between games, lol.
My mom really is helping me with the departure, as well. She's gonna help me pack, give me a _little_ pocket money and drive me to the subway (not the Greyhound station, because then she'd have to drive downtown. GOD FORBID) so I'm grateful to have her help...but somewhere deep inside, I can't help but feel her and dad don't really think I'll be able to pull it off.
Well, I can't speak for my father, because he barely ever talks to me. Ma did tell him and Sergio that I'm going, and they haven't said anything to me about it, so I don't think they care that much. Good, fuck you guys, too. *bitter* For all the grief she gives me, my mother is the only one in my family who cares about me. =\ You know, when I think about it, that's how it's always been. I feel a little bad, leaving her alone with dad and Serge...but I've gotta get OUT of here.
Today overall was a bit hard to pull through, because I ran out of Effexor and didn't have any for the day...so I have to admit, I was having some WILD-ASS mood swings. And now I've got the damn brain zaps. I hate those. Pharmacy tomorrowwwwww? Yes. I hateHATE depending so much on medication. I think I might try and wean myself off...I dunno, too much thinking this time of the night.
Uh, anyway...sleep, please. ☆☆☆
Soooooooooo. I'm supposed to be asleep. OOPS. I tried, I did, but I'm still too wound up from work. ONE MORE SHIFT. YAY. Everyone there is being really good about me leaving, my bosses especially. It's strange having a boss that supports me...to even wish me luck! Back at Dominion, when I left...damn, they were as happy to see me go as I was. =P I think "good riddance" was what we were all thinking when I left that place. XD
SO, worst case scenario is I end up back at the rinks. Which is KIND of bad, because Ice Sports is a God-forsaken hellhole that drains me of my life force a little more with every shift. BUT, it's nice to know I have a safety net in place if I have to come back to Toronto. =) I'll miss the gossipy hens I like to chat with in-between games, lol.
My mom really is helping me with the departure, as well. She's gonna help me pack, give me a _little_ pocket money and drive me to the subway (not the Greyhound station, because then she'd have to drive downtown. GOD FORBID) so I'm grateful to have her help...but somewhere deep inside, I can't help but feel her and dad don't really think I'll be able to pull it off.
Well, I can't speak for my father, because he barely ever talks to me. Ma did tell him and Sergio that I'm going, and they haven't said anything to me about it, so I don't think they care that much. Good, fuck you guys, too. *bitter* For all the grief she gives me, my mother is the only one in my family who cares about me. =\ You know, when I think about it, that's how it's always been. I feel a little bad, leaving her alone with dad and Serge...but I've gotta get OUT of here.
Today overall was a bit hard to pull through, because I ran out of Effexor and didn't have any for the day...so I have to admit, I was having some WILD-ASS mood swings. And now I've got the damn brain zaps. I hate those. Pharmacy tomorrowwwwww? Yes. I hateHATE depending so much on medication. I think I might try and wean myself off...I dunno, too much thinking this time of the night.
Uh, anyway...sleep, please. ☆☆☆