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So here I am updating... finally and I son't know what to write about because so much has happened. I'll start will my current situation. So right now I'm billeting, and what billeting is is, I stay with a family in the community for about 9 days. So Crystal (one of the partcipants) and I get to stay with Vivian and James. So, Vivian is a hardcore treky. Which is awesome because it provides loads of amusement for Crystal and I. All around the house is a plethora of Star Trek things. James is this old old man who looks like he's arnold with white hair. He's prtetty cool though. He makes me and crystal drinks and makes fun of everything, but I keep on wanting to call him arrrrrnold. They have a weird little dog named velvet, this dog looks like its either a dog with a skirt on, or a dead bear on the floor. Even more to make fun of. We live in a town called New Waterford. Not Waterfrd, thats not aloud... nor New Water. New Waterford, I've been corrected on this too many times. New waterford seems smaller than Blind River. It has about 5 stores all together. One of them is a pizza store named Big Daddy's. Crystal and I went there and I kept on calling the person serving us Big Daddy, amoung other comments... oh man sexual innuendoes, I love you. 2 weeks ago I went to Halifax, we stayed at another groups house but I didn't meet any of them because when we turned on the lihts they all scattered like cockroaches. We went to alot of museums, we also had a ghost tour lead by a guy dressed as a pirate. He didn't speak pirate which was disapointing but he was a New Foundlaner so it was close enough. He told us about the times he did acid and e (this was a old pirate man) We were asking him the best bars in town. He said reflections, everyone is alll hyped up on e... he then looked at me and said: You'll love it. We never went though, turns out Reflections was a extremely hardcore gay sex bar and too many people were uncomfortable with that and I didn't want to go alone. We went to another bar called the Dome. I didn't really like it. It was 4 bars in one. One was a Cheers looking like one, the other was a screamo punk one, the other was a dancey pop one and lastly a weird basement where no one was. I hated this because they're was no where to sit so I continuely walk through out the 4 bars, never stoping. So it was boring and tiring. So Brent and I left and got wicked fries from a chip wagon and went and saw Theodore tugboat. This weekend is my 72 hours off. A bunch of us...everyone except Megan (YEAH!!!!) rented a cottage on a beach. We get to stay there for 3 days. We bought a whole bucnh a alcohol and also weed (this is a secret though shhh... I'm so excited its been almost 7 months) and all we are going to do is lay in the sun, drink beer, smoke pot and go skinny dipping. I can't wait to sleep with Brent... Like actually sleep the zzzzzz kind. This will be the last time I get to do that so it will be very bittersweet. Brent and I are doing great. The programs end is coming near though and soon I will be a single swinger yet again, which at the same time will be weird and upseting but also exciting. It will be weird to look at other boys again. It will take a little bit of adjusting. Brent was the first guy though that I actually liked and that actually treated me well. I like to stick to that. He made me promise that I'm not aloud to date anymore "losers" that if anything a person like himself is the lowest I can go... it sounds geeky but it meant alot to me, for a long time it felt like all I attract is losers... Civilizations lowlifes... I think alot of it has to do with how I felt about myself and also not opening my eyes... I'm so naive.
I'm getting a Cape Bretoners accent old ladies accent. I hate it. I call boys fellas and girls gals. Anyone who I don't know I call dear and my grammer is going downhill. I started using Youse and my pronunciation of certain words is different. Its funny how you adapt and change how you talk based upon how people talk around you.
OK I'm hogging the computer, remind me to write about all the crazy people who live here next time. Its funny stories... Its crazier here than T.O. will ever be.
Goodbye my little nuggets
Miss you!
Victoria
I'm getting a Cape Bretoners accent old ladies accent. I hate it. I call boys fellas and girls gals. Anyone who I don't know I call dear and my grammer is going downhill. I started using Youse and my pronunciation of certain words is different. Its funny how you adapt and change how you talk based upon how people talk around you.
OK I'm hogging the computer, remind me to write about all the crazy people who live here next time. Its funny stories... Its crazier here than T.O. will ever be.
Goodbye my little nuggets
Miss you!
Victoria