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I'm taking that driving school crash course right now because I'm a slacker and didn't get around to it earlier like I both could and should have and oh my god it is the most boring thing ever. I've got three more days of this to sit through and I really don't want to go back. And the chick who sits behind me is the most annoying thing. There's three people who sit behind me actually, some Chinese girl who doesn't understand anything, this Italian lady who has got to be like, 20 years older than everybody else in the class, and the annoying chick. The annoying chick is most likely one of those ditzy kinds of people who are really dumb but try to be good students and all that anyway. The annoying thing about her is that not only does she explain everything our instructor has just said to the two who sit beside her, she explains it all wrong.
This is one of those times where I can't stand people.
I finally got off my ass and did my residence application on the weekend. Now I get to wait 20 days and see if they pick me to live in their crazy Ikea-like apartments or if I get shipped off to the renovated hotel I can't afford.
Randomly, Canada Day is amazing for sales. I got two shirts, a skirt, and three pairs of pants for under $100. Yes, while other people watch fireworks, I go shopping.
My father took us out for dinner last night. He promised me a meal for graduation, and unlike the time he promised me a meal for my 16th birthday, he actually fulfilled this one. I requested Japanese food. There was sushi and it was tasty. & then today my mother ate all the leftovers and I'm mad at her because she totally stuffed her face more than anyway else last night.
People randomly reappearing on the internet has got me thinking about what an insane little adolescent I used to be - not really that I've stopped being an insane adolescent. But like, how Poppy used to call me from Ireland and we'd have two hour conversations about the boys she did and the boys I didn't but wanted to do. And singing with Bee. And summer phone calls with Margot about how Asian parents were insane. And the Chat conversations where people would be like "Oh, I got a new cell phone, who wants me to call them?" and everyone would be like "CALL MEEE!!!!"
Anyway.
I'm trying to convince myself not to jump this friend of mine, because it really wouldn't be a very good idea and I know that, and he probably wouldn't take it very well and he is totally not one of those people you could jump and still speak to after because it really would be awkward as hell...
It's working. Mostly. I'm still tempted occasionally.
He's just far too attractive for his own good sometimes.
This is one of those times where I can't stand people.
I finally got off my ass and did my residence application on the weekend. Now I get to wait 20 days and see if they pick me to live in their crazy Ikea-like apartments or if I get shipped off to the renovated hotel I can't afford.
Randomly, Canada Day is amazing for sales. I got two shirts, a skirt, and three pairs of pants for under $100. Yes, while other people watch fireworks, I go shopping.
My father took us out for dinner last night. He promised me a meal for graduation, and unlike the time he promised me a meal for my 16th birthday, he actually fulfilled this one. I requested Japanese food. There was sushi and it was tasty. & then today my mother ate all the leftovers and I'm mad at her because she totally stuffed her face more than anyway else last night.
People randomly reappearing on the internet has got me thinking about what an insane little adolescent I used to be - not really that I've stopped being an insane adolescent. But like, how Poppy used to call me from Ireland and we'd have two hour conversations about the boys she did and the boys I didn't but wanted to do. And singing with Bee. And summer phone calls with Margot about how Asian parents were insane. And the Chat conversations where people would be like "Oh, I got a new cell phone, who wants me to call them?" and everyone would be like "CALL MEEE!!!!"
Anyway.
I'm trying to convince myself not to jump this friend of mine, because it really wouldn't be a very good idea and I know that, and he probably wouldn't take it very well and he is totally not one of those people you could jump and still speak to after because it really would be awkward as hell...
It's working. Mostly. I'm still tempted occasionally.
He's just far too attractive for his own good sometimes.