Canada Trip 2: Not a Holiday
I'm on my 3rd day back in Canada! No time to relax though. This is my week basically:
Tuesday: Couldn't sleep at all on overnight flight. Arrived in Vancouver airport at 2pm, back home at 4pm, left with Kim to go buy bridesmaid shoes at 4:15, then dinner, then bridal shower planning (Vegas theme! (their honeymoon destination)), then bridal shower shopping. All of this jetlagged with a headache. Home just before midnight.
Wednesday: Wake up, start collecting graphics etc for bridal shower printouts, hair cut with Kim at 11, go home and make all the printouts while the rest of the bridesmaids shop for shower supplies, drive to shower location to decorate and prep all food, guests come at 6:30, leave at 8:30, clean up, go to someone's house for more wedding planning/prep, head back home with Kim to get work done on NES cake, in bed before 1am.
Thursday (today): Wake up at 4:30 am because sleeping schedule is fucked, complete final draft and print of MoH speech, get nails done at 10, head to Charissa's nana's house to help set up for wedding, dinner, go home and get as much done on cake as possible.
Friday: Finish cake, help with whatever Charissa needs, rehearsal dinner in the evening, practice speech, try to get to bed early HAHA probably not happening.
Saturday: Get hair curled at Chatters, get dressed and do makeup with the bridal party with pre-drinks probably haha, head to nana's for wedding, walk down aisle without tripping, photos, dinner, try not to fuck up speech, dancing, then go home to grab all my stuff because I leave for the airport at midnight.
So yeah this is why I can't hang out with anyone this trip >< I really wish i could though! I'll post wedding photos on LJ when I have some.
p.s. Side story: So in Korea the night before my flight, I was packing all my shit up. My house was far more messy than usual, I was naked, and I had a sock on my head to try the sock bun curling technique. The doorbell rings. Fuck fuck fuck. Maintenance guy? Mailman? Door-to-door Christians? Fuck it, I'll pretend I'm not here. I hear the numbers being pressed into the keypad. (Most doors in Korea have pincodes to open them, not keys.) Fuckfuckfuck. I yank a t-shirt from the closet, hold it up in front of my chest because I don't have time to put it on, race to the door, and--- it's Jonathan. ^-^ I wasn't able to see him the weekend before my flight because I was at Soundholic Music Festival, so he came to surprise me :) I might have done a bit of a happy cry. He stayed over, and the next morning he handed me a letter to open if (when) I miss him at the wedding. I haven't read it yet, but so far the jokes are that it's either (a) a letter confessing he's joined the travelling circus, or (b) a sketch of his dick.
Tuesday: Couldn't sleep at all on overnight flight. Arrived in Vancouver airport at 2pm, back home at 4pm, left with Kim to go buy bridesmaid shoes at 4:15, then dinner, then bridal shower planning (Vegas theme! (their honeymoon destination)), then bridal shower shopping. All of this jetlagged with a headache. Home just before midnight.
Wednesday: Wake up, start collecting graphics etc for bridal shower printouts, hair cut with Kim at 11, go home and make all the printouts while the rest of the bridesmaids shop for shower supplies, drive to shower location to decorate and prep all food, guests come at 6:30, leave at 8:30, clean up, go to someone's house for more wedding planning/prep, head back home with Kim to get work done on NES cake, in bed before 1am.
Thursday (today): Wake up at 4:30 am because sleeping schedule is fucked, complete final draft and print of MoH speech, get nails done at 10, head to Charissa's nana's house to help set up for wedding, dinner, go home and get as much done on cake as possible.
Friday: Finish cake, help with whatever Charissa needs, rehearsal dinner in the evening, practice speech, try to get to bed early HAHA probably not happening.
Saturday: Get hair curled at Chatters, get dressed and do makeup with the bridal party with pre-drinks probably haha, head to nana's for wedding, walk down aisle without tripping, photos, dinner, try not to fuck up speech, dancing, then go home to grab all my stuff because I leave for the airport at midnight.
So yeah this is why I can't hang out with anyone this trip >< I really wish i could though! I'll post wedding photos on LJ when I have some.
p.s. Side story: So in Korea the night before my flight, I was packing all my shit up. My house was far more messy than usual, I was naked, and I had a sock on my head to try the sock bun curling technique. The doorbell rings. Fuck fuck fuck. Maintenance guy? Mailman? Door-to-door Christians? Fuck it, I'll pretend I'm not here. I hear the numbers being pressed into the keypad. (Most doors in Korea have pincodes to open them, not keys.) Fuckfuckfuck. I yank a t-shirt from the closet, hold it up in front of my chest because I don't have time to put it on, race to the door, and--- it's Jonathan. ^-^ I wasn't able to see him the weekend before my flight because I was at Soundholic Music Festival, so he came to surprise me :) I might have done a bit of a happy cry. He stayed over, and the next morning he handed me a letter to open if (when) I miss him at the wedding. I haven't read it yet, but so far the jokes are that it's either (a) a letter confessing he's joined the travelling circus, or (b) a sketch of his dick.