Synopsis of the last week:
alright. so. lets start with the first day of hell and hecticity!
Tuesday - Out for Dinner with my mom :) MUSTANGS! mmm beer. and ice cream! and stories.. i missed her so bad. Chats about the upcoming weddings and such... discussed possibilities of employment for the summer, etc.
Came home really late, cleaned, talked late on MSN...bed at like 5 AM.
Wednesday - Sharon's mom and sister arrive from Virginia and Florida for the wedding.. huzzah for meeting the in-laws...nice dinner, spent most of the day cleaning and working on my essays and freaking out about my marks.
ate dinner. had a freak allergic reaction to the salad, because of the radishes. couple allergy pills, a long hot bath and a phone call to a friend later, my Grandparents and my aunt flew in and got to the house by about... oh.. i'd say 1 ish. in the morning...had a good catch-up with matty for once... good stuff... gave him my life in a nutshell and vice versa.. and it sucked on both our parts lol..anywho..
from now on, remember i'm relegated to the basement because my grandparents got my room.
on to Thursday...
Thursday - so... yeah. thursday. pretty blah day, wake up... everyone already ate breakfast, and no one bothered waking me up...it was french toast... they didnt leave any... skip that meal.
hung out with the family, did some more work on my essays, etc. ..I had an interview for a job that day. I was supposed to catch a ride with my dad since it was on the way for him as he had the wedding rehearsal to go to (which i wasnt needed for since i wasnt in the wedding party..) But as we were leaving i got informed that i had to "take the fucking bus" as my dad threw change on the table for me. So i'm dressed businesslike for the interview..which includes my only good-lookign heels... aka stilletos.. fuck. so i have to walk the 4 blocks to the stop. catch the 1 bus... which takes 30 min to get downtown... missed my transfer because i dont know how the fuck to get to the west end of hamilton by bus... found my way.. sat through a fucking 2 hour long interview and presentation... Got the job.. i don't WANT the job because its selling knives, hunting, fishing and cooking equipment... its cold calls and i only get paid by appointment, not per hour. so... yeah. still looking for a job.
I felt ready to pass out after the interview... so i cabbed home instead of bussing home.....which i got yelled at for (wasting money apparently...) everyone already ate dinner...
so i stumble in, all spinny and woozy and needing to eat.. everyone and their dog (literally) is at my house, standing around eating and shit... weird.
I eat a little, etc... am tired, so i think i worked on some stuff and then went to bed.
Friday - ugh. so wake up, run around and made plans with yana to go to the library and then eastgate and then to jack's... well... my dad calls me to inform me i have to pick up my car from the shop with him and that i have 15 min to be ready to go.
so i run through the shower, call yana and tell her i have to pick up my car, race downstairs.... only to haev to wait 20 min for him to get back from an "errand" with sharon... only to find out he hasnt even CALLED the place yet to see if we COULD pick up my car... which we couldnt, it woudlnt be ready until tuesday.
So I say "alright, well could you give me a lift to the library so i can work on my papers"
"no, take a fucking bus *throws change at chantelle*". so not only does he fuck my plans over through his folly.. but he refuses to HELP me PASS my courses...because he wanted to sit on his fat ass and nap instead of driving his daughter to a (JOB INTERVIEW and) to the Library.
okay... so... yea it sounds small, and i know it is... but this pissed me off because fuck. i'm his daughter and he could bloody well take his head out of his stupid pink clouds and REMEMBER that.
So i call yana, crying, before i've even SAID anything to her besides sniffling and a little wailing, she goes "Kay, jack and i will be right there. bye love" and hangs up.
God i love that girl lol. now there's someone who knows how to help!
jack arrives, I leave.. get asked if im comign home tonight... yell "I dont know, and i really dont care" over my shoulder... get in car.. car drives away FAST before i start crying more right there.
Honestly, I get so tired of being a piece of peoples' fucking furniature. like.. i'm more than just someone to clean things and be in the way, you know. sigh.
so friday night at jack's.. dranka little... tylenol for my headache...we introduced yana to guitar hero.. mroe people showed up.. fun drinks etc... my bro picked me up at 2 AM.. *thumbs up* nice nice.
Saturday - Wedding day. get up early... felt sooooo fuckign bloated...did 100 crunches..took pills... 100 more crunches... showered, got dressed for the wedding, etc...
apparently not fast enough though because everyone left without me.
realized they fogot me, left andrew behind with his car to transport me to the wedding while they all went ahead. thanks guys.
also, another slight on my part.
Flowers came.... bouquets for sharon and linda...corsage for mother of the bride, mother of the groom, boutouniere for the father of the groom, best man (wyatt), groom, and the usher (my brother)....
I'm the only fucking one who didnt get any flowers to wear.
So the pastor and anyone who hadnt met me before had no fucking clue who I was. which pissed me off because I was the only one not recognized.
but i was the youngest fucking person there, and i was SMOKIN fucking hot in the dress I made to fit me perfectly, so all the old saggy fucking 40 year old women fussing over everyone else can suck my nut, cause it was ME that people all down hess st were checking out, cause i'm the one with the sexy legs in sexy heels bitches. HA.
anyway, ceremony was short, sweet, to the point, etc.
outside for photos... little bit of a sunburn.
Into the Scottish Rite for the reception... I set my purse down at the head table and then went to the washroom and to get a glass of water, and then wine...
Talked with my dad's old work partner, Elaine...who informed me that she and all 'the girls' had tried to talk sense into my dad for the past year because they all thoguht it was ludicrous that i hadnt met sharon yet... etc etc... I love elaine. she drinks like a fish, has the most gorgeous body i've ever seen on a 43 year old....and she would rather sit, talk and drink wine with me than mingle with the other people of her own age. she says she lets her husband tend to the old folks lol. hell, she was wearing a black leather dress. HOT. lol. so.. it was comforting to know that i did/do have a cheering section looking out for my best interests, besides me and my mom.
next slighting of the chanti: I go to sit down with my food and wine at the table for the family... theres no room for me. literally ALL the family, but me. so I fixed a smile on my face and went and sat with elaine and her husband, my dad's boss and his wife, and wyatt (best man) and Jen (his wife). basically just ate and drank and listened....could be why I made my way through 5 glasses of wine....
eventually people get up to mingle and whatnot so i sat at the table with my family, and had a chat with my grandmother....
my grandma is a very, very wise woman. and you know, I admire her so very very much. We talked about school and my career in wardrobe.. and since my grandmother was seamstress and all.. and like.. she knits constantly and things... she even makes bobbin lace.
there is.. oh.. maybe 100 people in CANADA that can do bobbin lace. My grandmother actually taught Demi Moore how to make lace for some movie in which to be historically correct she had to know how to make lace... The Scarlet Letter maybe? i'm not sure. anyway, she promised me that if i were to come stay in campbell rier for mroe than a week at some point she will teach me. which will be a HUGE assett to my resume for wardrobe and costuming!!
also... she gave me a long talk about my dad, adn my mom, and sharon, and everything else... and it made me cry. my grandma is so right. she knows so much.. and she sees things no one else does. Cause she actually saw how hurt i've been feeling, and she gave me some really good advice... including the best advice she was ever given:
Never stop learning. never hold grudges. Laughter, a hug, and a few kind words are always the best medicine for any wound. live for the moment.
I love my grandma...
I kicked off my heels at one point and went exploring around the Rite....into rooms which i probably shouldnt have been, etc, but it was a fun adventure... and I saw a lot of amazing paintings and architecture and thigns... that building is gorgeous. and its SO OLD lol.
anywho...
Back to the ranch (home) for dinner... i had a beer with my brother and his best friend Daryl... then taxi'd to Jack's.
I knocked on Jack's door, and when he awnsered it, i was jsut standing there with a beer, grinning lol. (remember, i'd been drinking steadily since 3!) jack laughed his ass off adn the ngiht continued..tylenol for headache.... very drunkenness...very highness ;) buckets....watched movies..Wii Games... met some guys from the powerhouse that i've heard abotu for years... etc etc etc...
good night. Fended off lee's hitting on me while we watched a History of Violence. that was amusing, for both me and Atlin lol. fell asleep on the couch at like 5 AM...
Sunday - Cell rang at 10 am.. my brother was there to pick me up. i rolled out of my blanket, pulled on my pants and left. Went to this antique market place with the inlaws and outlaws and such... Bought the Beatles Abbey Road EP ;) for $4.00! lol. im imprestigated all to hell, of course.
came home. Lunch. quick nap. Dinner at Kelsey's with the entire family... came home.. bro dropped me off at Jack's (again!).
this time i just walked right in lol...chilled around with people for a bit... played some guitar hero... ate some tylenol for my headache lol...Wii Games...Wii bowling... drink drank drunk, GREEN buckets, cause i'm irish haha. rob went on missions for weed.. played guitar hero against kyle for a while... crazy 8's and Asshole...hiiiiigh... kyle went home... watched Grandma's Boy... Peanut Butter and Jelly Blunt wrap!....enough said about that... watcehd Office Space till like 5 AM... very drunk/high makeouts with a boy :)..."touche" lmao.....bed at 6 AM haha...
Monday - wake up and im sleeping next to lee in my bikini top and spankies (cheerleading shorts) O.o; bewildered moments..chomp. laughter. its like 10 AM..hungover but hilarious.... chilled... Tim hortons hot chocolate..washed jack's dishes while the boys went for TH, cleaned the kitchen, tidied the basement a little....awkward moments lol jack... jack dropped me off at Kyle's house... woke kyle up. haha he almost answered the door naked... remembered boxers at the last minute.
layed in kyle's bed and chilled & talked with him (and the cats: Salem, Damien) for a good two hours... Kyle went to shower, while I took a nap (haha!)... he let me nap for a good hour or so before waking me up. yay for Christmas in May! hahaha. Jack Skellington plushie ♥
layed around in bed, snuggled and listened to music/tormented Georgie and Salem for a while...kyle made me alphaghetties and I played spiderman 3 on the Wii... WHEEEEEEE to webbing lol.
Kyle drove me home at like 5 (omg scary. kyle driving. GAH. ).. walked in.. showered, barely got out of the shower when my mom pulled up to the house, so i had to book it out the door and went with her to Dundas for her come & Go social function for her former students and stuff..
Hooray for her rental car: Convertible PT Cruiser!.
drank some wine... ate some veggies and dip... mingled... babysat little kids... etc.
mom drove me home.
:( crying in the car... I miss her so much.
Came home... grumpy dad bitched at me about the car and money and a job and etc etc etc.
now im here and kinda grumpy that facebook isnt working.
GOD. there was even SOOOO much more to the week/weekend than that...
My aunt, and grandparents didnt even REALIZE that i had turned 19. no birthday cards, nothing. this is the first year they've forgotten :S. everyone was so fuckign caught up in the fucking wedding.
gah.
So, Grandparents leave tommorrow. I (after changing the sheets and such) get my own room back!... dad and sharon laeve thursday for their honeymoon.. hosue to myself...
Still dont have any more money than before... kinda questioning what the fuck to do now too.
I need a girl chat. REALLY bad.
I need a massage even worse....but as i said, my dad is too god damned busy with sharon to help. sigh.
yea. so. yea. if you dont want to read all that, basically, i was drunk all weekend. the wedding was good. had about 20 people at my house every day for meals and things. My face hurts from smiling. I'm feeling very forgotten about by my family...but feeling very calm and awesome since kyle and i have reconnected in that Chillin, lazy relaxing kind of way again. laying around on a hot summer day listening to music and shootin' the breeze... that's how we roll.
I'm feelign very out of contact with everyone else right now though.
I'm worried about vanessa.....
I'm worried about kate...
I'm worried about yana....and kylie...and nick...
i'm worried about heather since i havnt heard from her since we cancelled our girls' night 'cause of her hospital visit.
I'm worried about kyle, because I just got my best friend wholly back, like the way we used to be... and i don't want to lose him. and the guy i made out with while drunk at jack's party worked with kyle for 4 years (so i knew the guy by MANY stories, but never actually met him before the weekend)..but kyle hates the guy. so.. hoping that doesnt get back to kyle, because then he'll probably get mad at me. :S
i'm just plain worried about all my little chicks. I AM a mother hen. i can't help it!
people should just humour me and keep me updated about their lives. *nods*
but basically, i've hardly had time to breathe, sit down or.. sleep. sleep? omg.. sleep.... bed time now. night loves <3
Tuesday - Out for Dinner with my mom :) MUSTANGS! mmm beer. and ice cream! and stories.. i missed her so bad. Chats about the upcoming weddings and such... discussed possibilities of employment for the summer, etc.
Came home really late, cleaned, talked late on MSN...bed at like 5 AM.
Wednesday - Sharon's mom and sister arrive from Virginia and Florida for the wedding.. huzzah for meeting the in-laws...nice dinner, spent most of the day cleaning and working on my essays and freaking out about my marks.
ate dinner. had a freak allergic reaction to the salad, because of the radishes. couple allergy pills, a long hot bath and a phone call to a friend later, my Grandparents and my aunt flew in and got to the house by about... oh.. i'd say 1 ish. in the morning...had a good catch-up with matty for once... good stuff... gave him my life in a nutshell and vice versa.. and it sucked on both our parts lol..anywho..
from now on, remember i'm relegated to the basement because my grandparents got my room.
on to Thursday...
Thursday - so... yeah. thursday. pretty blah day, wake up... everyone already ate breakfast, and no one bothered waking me up...it was french toast... they didnt leave any... skip that meal.
hung out with the family, did some more work on my essays, etc. ..I had an interview for a job that day. I was supposed to catch a ride with my dad since it was on the way for him as he had the wedding rehearsal to go to (which i wasnt needed for since i wasnt in the wedding party..) But as we were leaving i got informed that i had to "take the fucking bus" as my dad threw change on the table for me. So i'm dressed businesslike for the interview..which includes my only good-lookign heels... aka stilletos.. fuck. so i have to walk the 4 blocks to the stop. catch the 1 bus... which takes 30 min to get downtown... missed my transfer because i dont know how the fuck to get to the west end of hamilton by bus... found my way.. sat through a fucking 2 hour long interview and presentation... Got the job.. i don't WANT the job because its selling knives, hunting, fishing and cooking equipment... its cold calls and i only get paid by appointment, not per hour. so... yeah. still looking for a job.
I felt ready to pass out after the interview... so i cabbed home instead of bussing home.....which i got yelled at for (wasting money apparently...) everyone already ate dinner...
so i stumble in, all spinny and woozy and needing to eat.. everyone and their dog (literally) is at my house, standing around eating and shit... weird.
I eat a little, etc... am tired, so i think i worked on some stuff and then went to bed.
Friday - ugh. so wake up, run around and made plans with yana to go to the library and then eastgate and then to jack's... well... my dad calls me to inform me i have to pick up my car from the shop with him and that i have 15 min to be ready to go.
so i run through the shower, call yana and tell her i have to pick up my car, race downstairs.... only to haev to wait 20 min for him to get back from an "errand" with sharon... only to find out he hasnt even CALLED the place yet to see if we COULD pick up my car... which we couldnt, it woudlnt be ready until tuesday.
So I say "alright, well could you give me a lift to the library so i can work on my papers"
"no, take a fucking bus *throws change at chantelle*". so not only does he fuck my plans over through his folly.. but he refuses to HELP me PASS my courses...because he wanted to sit on his fat ass and nap instead of driving his daughter to a (JOB INTERVIEW and) to the Library.
okay... so... yea it sounds small, and i know it is... but this pissed me off because fuck. i'm his daughter and he could bloody well take his head out of his stupid pink clouds and REMEMBER that.
So i call yana, crying, before i've even SAID anything to her besides sniffling and a little wailing, she goes "Kay, jack and i will be right there. bye love" and hangs up.
God i love that girl lol. now there's someone who knows how to help!
jack arrives, I leave.. get asked if im comign home tonight... yell "I dont know, and i really dont care" over my shoulder... get in car.. car drives away FAST before i start crying more right there.
Honestly, I get so tired of being a piece of peoples' fucking furniature. like.. i'm more than just someone to clean things and be in the way, you know. sigh.
so friday night at jack's.. dranka little... tylenol for my headache...we introduced yana to guitar hero.. mroe people showed up.. fun drinks etc... my bro picked me up at 2 AM.. *thumbs up* nice nice.
Saturday - Wedding day. get up early... felt sooooo fuckign bloated...did 100 crunches..took pills... 100 more crunches... showered, got dressed for the wedding, etc...
apparently not fast enough though because everyone left without me.
realized they fogot me, left andrew behind with his car to transport me to the wedding while they all went ahead. thanks guys.
also, another slight on my part.
Flowers came.... bouquets for sharon and linda...corsage for mother of the bride, mother of the groom, boutouniere for the father of the groom, best man (wyatt), groom, and the usher (my brother)....
I'm the only fucking one who didnt get any flowers to wear.
So the pastor and anyone who hadnt met me before had no fucking clue who I was. which pissed me off because I was the only one not recognized.
but i was the youngest fucking person there, and i was SMOKIN fucking hot in the dress I made to fit me perfectly, so all the old saggy fucking 40 year old women fussing over everyone else can suck my nut, cause it was ME that people all down hess st were checking out, cause i'm the one with the sexy legs in sexy heels bitches. HA.
anyway, ceremony was short, sweet, to the point, etc.
outside for photos... little bit of a sunburn.
Into the Scottish Rite for the reception... I set my purse down at the head table and then went to the washroom and to get a glass of water, and then wine...
Talked with my dad's old work partner, Elaine...who informed me that she and all 'the girls' had tried to talk sense into my dad for the past year because they all thoguht it was ludicrous that i hadnt met sharon yet... etc etc... I love elaine. she drinks like a fish, has the most gorgeous body i've ever seen on a 43 year old....and she would rather sit, talk and drink wine with me than mingle with the other people of her own age. she says she lets her husband tend to the old folks lol. hell, she was wearing a black leather dress. HOT. lol. so.. it was comforting to know that i did/do have a cheering section looking out for my best interests, besides me and my mom.
next slighting of the chanti: I go to sit down with my food and wine at the table for the family... theres no room for me. literally ALL the family, but me. so I fixed a smile on my face and went and sat with elaine and her husband, my dad's boss and his wife, and wyatt (best man) and Jen (his wife). basically just ate and drank and listened....could be why I made my way through 5 glasses of wine....
eventually people get up to mingle and whatnot so i sat at the table with my family, and had a chat with my grandmother....
my grandma is a very, very wise woman. and you know, I admire her so very very much. We talked about school and my career in wardrobe.. and since my grandmother was seamstress and all.. and like.. she knits constantly and things... she even makes bobbin lace.
there is.. oh.. maybe 100 people in CANADA that can do bobbin lace. My grandmother actually taught Demi Moore how to make lace for some movie in which to be historically correct she had to know how to make lace... The Scarlet Letter maybe? i'm not sure. anyway, she promised me that if i were to come stay in campbell rier for mroe than a week at some point she will teach me. which will be a HUGE assett to my resume for wardrobe and costuming!!
also... she gave me a long talk about my dad, adn my mom, and sharon, and everything else... and it made me cry. my grandma is so right. she knows so much.. and she sees things no one else does. Cause she actually saw how hurt i've been feeling, and she gave me some really good advice... including the best advice she was ever given:
Never stop learning. never hold grudges. Laughter, a hug, and a few kind words are always the best medicine for any wound. live for the moment.
I love my grandma...
I kicked off my heels at one point and went exploring around the Rite....into rooms which i probably shouldnt have been, etc, but it was a fun adventure... and I saw a lot of amazing paintings and architecture and thigns... that building is gorgeous. and its SO OLD lol.
anywho...
Back to the ranch (home) for dinner... i had a beer with my brother and his best friend Daryl... then taxi'd to Jack's.
I knocked on Jack's door, and when he awnsered it, i was jsut standing there with a beer, grinning lol. (remember, i'd been drinking steadily since 3!) jack laughed his ass off adn the ngiht continued..tylenol for headache.... very drunkenness...very highness ;) buckets....watched movies..Wii Games... met some guys from the powerhouse that i've heard abotu for years... etc etc etc...
good night. Fended off lee's hitting on me while we watched a History of Violence. that was amusing, for both me and Atlin lol. fell asleep on the couch at like 5 AM...
Sunday - Cell rang at 10 am.. my brother was there to pick me up. i rolled out of my blanket, pulled on my pants and left. Went to this antique market place with the inlaws and outlaws and such... Bought the Beatles Abbey Road EP ;) for $4.00! lol. im imprestigated all to hell, of course.
came home. Lunch. quick nap. Dinner at Kelsey's with the entire family... came home.. bro dropped me off at Jack's (again!).
this time i just walked right in lol...chilled around with people for a bit... played some guitar hero... ate some tylenol for my headache lol...Wii Games...Wii bowling... drink drank drunk, GREEN buckets, cause i'm irish haha. rob went on missions for weed.. played guitar hero against kyle for a while... crazy 8's and Asshole...hiiiiigh... kyle went home... watched Grandma's Boy... Peanut Butter and Jelly Blunt wrap!....enough said about that... watcehd Office Space till like 5 AM... very drunk/high makeouts with a boy :)..."touche" lmao.....bed at 6 AM haha...
Monday - wake up and im sleeping next to lee in my bikini top and spankies (cheerleading shorts) O.o; bewildered moments..chomp. laughter. its like 10 AM..hungover but hilarious.... chilled... Tim hortons hot chocolate..washed jack's dishes while the boys went for TH, cleaned the kitchen, tidied the basement a little....awkward moments lol jack... jack dropped me off at Kyle's house... woke kyle up. haha he almost answered the door naked... remembered boxers at the last minute.
layed in kyle's bed and chilled & talked with him (and the cats: Salem, Damien) for a good two hours... Kyle went to shower, while I took a nap (haha!)... he let me nap for a good hour or so before waking me up. yay for Christmas in May! hahaha. Jack Skellington plushie ♥
layed around in bed, snuggled and listened to music/tormented Georgie and Salem for a while...kyle made me alphaghetties and I played spiderman 3 on the Wii... WHEEEEEEE to webbing lol.
Kyle drove me home at like 5 (omg scary. kyle driving. GAH. ).. walked in.. showered, barely got out of the shower when my mom pulled up to the house, so i had to book it out the door and went with her to Dundas for her come & Go social function for her former students and stuff..
Hooray for her rental car: Convertible PT Cruiser!.
drank some wine... ate some veggies and dip... mingled... babysat little kids... etc.
mom drove me home.
:( crying in the car... I miss her so much.
Came home... grumpy dad bitched at me about the car and money and a job and etc etc etc.
now im here and kinda grumpy that facebook isnt working.
GOD. there was even SOOOO much more to the week/weekend than that...
My aunt, and grandparents didnt even REALIZE that i had turned 19. no birthday cards, nothing. this is the first year they've forgotten :S. everyone was so fuckign caught up in the fucking wedding.
gah.
So, Grandparents leave tommorrow. I (after changing the sheets and such) get my own room back!... dad and sharon laeve thursday for their honeymoon.. hosue to myself...
Still dont have any more money than before... kinda questioning what the fuck to do now too.
I need a girl chat. REALLY bad.
I need a massage even worse....but as i said, my dad is too god damned busy with sharon to help. sigh.
yea. so. yea. if you dont want to read all that, basically, i was drunk all weekend. the wedding was good. had about 20 people at my house every day for meals and things. My face hurts from smiling. I'm feeling very forgotten about by my family...but feeling very calm and awesome since kyle and i have reconnected in that Chillin, lazy relaxing kind of way again. laying around on a hot summer day listening to music and shootin' the breeze... that's how we roll.
I'm feelign very out of contact with everyone else right now though.
I'm worried about vanessa.....
I'm worried about kate...
I'm worried about yana....and kylie...and nick...
i'm worried about heather since i havnt heard from her since we cancelled our girls' night 'cause of her hospital visit.
I'm worried about kyle, because I just got my best friend wholly back, like the way we used to be... and i don't want to lose him. and the guy i made out with while drunk at jack's party worked with kyle for 4 years (so i knew the guy by MANY stories, but never actually met him before the weekend)..but kyle hates the guy. so.. hoping that doesnt get back to kyle, because then he'll probably get mad at me. :S
i'm just plain worried about all my little chicks. I AM a mother hen. i can't help it!
people should just humour me and keep me updated about their lives. *nods*
but basically, i've hardly had time to breathe, sit down or.. sleep. sleep? omg.. sleep.... bed time now. night loves <3