BAH. Ok, I'm over this whole goody-I'm-working-again thing. I'm tired. very very tired. Yesterday, I pulled another double and this week is going to be brutal!
For the next three days, I'm working six-to-two at Tim Horton's. The next two days after that, I'm working four-thirty-to-nine-thirty at the deli. Then over the weekend, I'm working doubles each day! :( And I'm MOVING next week, too!!! :( I have to do it on Thursday and Friday, cause I don't have any time the other days. my life is wasted.
At least they LOVE me at Timmies. even if they do take out their stress on me when it gets busy. today...every single person in Nanaimo bought an Ice Cappacino. every single one. if YOU didn't....that means you have defied the Space Time Continuum, and Karma now has YOU on it's hitlist. and I'd be willing to bet money on more than half of Nanaimo having bought those Ice Capps at MY Timmies.
Anyways, my point was, because so many people were buying Ice Capps, and the Ice Capp machine can't handle more than thirty every two hours or something super lame like that, it meant that the Ice Capp machines were being big whores all day, which meant that customers were getting substandard Ice Capps which meant that customers were also being big whores all day. Which in turn, meant that my supervisors and trainers were ALSO being big whores all day. And guess who got it taken out on them? yeah. that's correct. me.
However, Jackie said that our boss gave her a bonus for having recommended me! :) They LOVE me! They're putting me on drive thru shifts all next week, and according to Jackie, that's crazy awesome. Apparently it took most people there months to get on drive thru. The new girl before me, Desiree (big whore, but she's one all the time) has been there three weeks longer than I have, and she JUST got on drive thru. And they haven't given her the six-to-two shift yet. Apparently that's a really really awesome shift to have. I'm not exactly sure why, because I'll have to get up at FIVE IN THE FRICKIN MORNING! but, if they say it's awesome, I'm willing to believe them! :P
And Food Country is plain old Food Country. it's nice and relaxing, cause it's dead most of the time when I'm working there, and I have no supervisors or managers there EVER while I'm working, so I can basically do whatever I want. :) And I do. For instance, if I don't feel like scrubbing the grease catcher quite as well one night--I won't! It'll blow, though because the next night when I close again, I'll have to scrub it TWICE as hard to make up for it. But it's kinda nice because I can make my own decisions about things. And no one's gonna take it out on me when it gets busy, either.
Ok. That's all. No seriously, I actually have no other news. I am moving out of my house and may have found a place. That's all I can tell you right now. I'm going to look at it with Sean tomorrow after work. It's a one bedroom basement in a four-plex. It's close to bad areas but the actual neighborhood is nice and respectable, and it's close to two different bus routes, so I can get to school, AND to work. :)
I'm going to book off some time in August. I want a vacation. I kinda wanna go on a roadtrip. To Tofino. Who's coming? (more importantly, who's going to drive me??? :P)
OH! I know what's awesome! I had my meeting with Burton Lancaster from TheatreOne on Friday and I got the job!!!! So July 5th and 6th, I'm reading for a workshop of the Frank J Ney play! eighty bucks a day! I am now officially working! Now I just need ANOTHER acting gig, and I'll be a working actress. lol! :D :P
w00t w00t, go me.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
I have exchanged my life of giddiness and joy for one of endless profitable drudgery.
BAH. Ok, I'm over this whole goody-I'm-working-again thing. I'm tired. very very tired. Yesterday, I pulled another double and this week is going to be brutal!
For the next three days, I'm working six-to-two at Tim Horton's. The next two days after that, I'm working four-thirty-to-nine-thirty at the deli. Then over the weekend, I'm working doubles each day! :( And I'm MOVING next week, too!!! :( I have to do it on Thursday and Friday, cause I don't have any time the other days. my life is wasted.
At least they LOVE me at Timmies. even if they do take out their stress on me when it gets busy. today...every single person in Nanaimo bought an Ice Cappacino. every single one. if YOU didn't....that means you have defied the Space Time Continuum, and Karma now has YOU on it's hitlist. and I'd be willing to bet money on more than half of Nanaimo having bought those Ice Capps at MY Timmies.
Anyways, my point was, because so many people were buying Ice Capps, and the Ice Capp machine can't handle more than thirty every two hours or something super lame like that, it meant that the Ice Capp machines were being big whores all day, which meant that customers were getting substandard Ice Capps which meant that customers were also being big whores all day. Which in turn, meant that my supervisors and trainers were ALSO being big whores all day. And guess who got it taken out on them? yeah. that's correct. me.
However, Jackie said that our boss gave her a bonus for having recommended me! :) They LOVE me! They're putting me on drive thru shifts all next week, and according to Jackie, that's crazy awesome. Apparently it took most people there months to get on drive thru. The new girl before me, Desiree (big whore, but she's one all the time) has been there three weeks longer than I have, and she JUST got on drive thru. And they haven't given her the six-to-two shift yet. Apparently that's a really really awesome shift to have. I'm not exactly sure why, because I'll have to get up at FIVE IN THE FRICKIN MORNING! but, if they say it's awesome, I'm willing to believe them! :P
And Food Country is plain old Food Country. it's nice and relaxing, cause it's dead most of the time when I'm working there, and I have no supervisors or managers there EVER while I'm working, so I can basically do whatever I want. :) And I do. For instance, if I don't feel like scrubbing the grease catcher quite as well one night--I won't! It'll blow, though because the next night when I close again, I'll have to scrub it TWICE as hard to make up for it. But it's kinda nice because I can make my own decisions about things. And no one's gonna take it out on me when it gets busy, either.
Ok. That's all. No seriously, I actually have no other news. I am moving out of my house and may have found a place. That's all I can tell you right now. I'm going to look at it with Sean tomorrow after work. It's a one bedroom basement in a four-plex. It's close to bad areas but the actual neighborhood is nice and respectable, and it's close to two different bus routes, so I can get to school, AND to work. :)
I'm going to book off some time in August. I want a vacation. I kinda wanna go on a roadtrip. To Tofino. Who's coming? (more importantly, who's going to drive me??? :P)
OH! I know what's awesome! I had my meeting with Burton Lancaster from TheatreOne on Friday and I got the job!!!! So July 5th and 6th, I'm reading for a workshop of the Frank J Ney play! eighty bucks a day! I am now officially working! Now I just need ANOTHER acting gig, and I'll be a working actress. lol! :D :P
w00t w00t, go me.
For the next three days, I'm working six-to-two at Tim Horton's. The next two days after that, I'm working four-thirty-to-nine-thirty at the deli. Then over the weekend, I'm working doubles each day! :( And I'm MOVING next week, too!!! :( I have to do it on Thursday and Friday, cause I don't have any time the other days. my life is wasted.
At least they LOVE me at Timmies. even if they do take out their stress on me when it gets busy. today...every single person in Nanaimo bought an Ice Cappacino. every single one. if YOU didn't....that means you have defied the Space Time Continuum, and Karma now has YOU on it's hitlist. and I'd be willing to bet money on more than half of Nanaimo having bought those Ice Capps at MY Timmies.
Anyways, my point was, because so many people were buying Ice Capps, and the Ice Capp machine can't handle more than thirty every two hours or something super lame like that, it meant that the Ice Capp machines were being big whores all day, which meant that customers were getting substandard Ice Capps which meant that customers were also being big whores all day. Which in turn, meant that my supervisors and trainers were ALSO being big whores all day. And guess who got it taken out on them? yeah. that's correct. me.
However, Jackie said that our boss gave her a bonus for having recommended me! :) They LOVE me! They're putting me on drive thru shifts all next week, and according to Jackie, that's crazy awesome. Apparently it took most people there months to get on drive thru. The new girl before me, Desiree (big whore, but she's one all the time) has been there three weeks longer than I have, and she JUST got on drive thru. And they haven't given her the six-to-two shift yet. Apparently that's a really really awesome shift to have. I'm not exactly sure why, because I'll have to get up at FIVE IN THE FRICKIN MORNING! but, if they say it's awesome, I'm willing to believe them! :P
And Food Country is plain old Food Country. it's nice and relaxing, cause it's dead most of the time when I'm working there, and I have no supervisors or managers there EVER while I'm working, so I can basically do whatever I want. :) And I do. For instance, if I don't feel like scrubbing the grease catcher quite as well one night--I won't! It'll blow, though because the next night when I close again, I'll have to scrub it TWICE as hard to make up for it. But it's kinda nice because I can make my own decisions about things. And no one's gonna take it out on me when it gets busy, either.
Ok. That's all. No seriously, I actually have no other news. I am moving out of my house and may have found a place. That's all I can tell you right now. I'm going to look at it with Sean tomorrow after work. It's a one bedroom basement in a four-plex. It's close to bad areas but the actual neighborhood is nice and respectable, and it's close to two different bus routes, so I can get to school, AND to work. :)
I'm going to book off some time in August. I want a vacation. I kinda wanna go on a roadtrip. To Tofino. Who's coming? (more importantly, who's going to drive me??? :P)
OH! I know what's awesome! I had my meeting with Burton Lancaster from TheatreOne on Friday and I got the job!!!! So July 5th and 6th, I'm reading for a workshop of the Frank J Ney play! eighty bucks a day! I am now officially working! Now I just need ANOTHER acting gig, and I'll be a working actress. lol! :D :P
w00t w00t, go me.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
A produce boy said the funniest thing today. :)
"sorry, i must be boring you, I'm just really tired."
"no,. I'm just enjoying watching you handle your meat."
*eyebrow raised*
"well it's nice for someone else to do it!"
ba dum CHSHHHHH!
in other news:
awww! I miss you guys too!!
Kaitlyn, you're a Timmies Ho???? WHAT? Aw, sweetie!!! the terrible uniforms, and hovering supervisors, and "would y7ou like a donut to makle that a combo?"! I feel a sisterhood with you, the likes of which have never been witnessed before!!!!!
um...jk. but that's still; cool.
and my cell is dead. I can't find the charger. That's why no one can get ahold of me. Once again, I invite myself to be stalked, and shall post my home number on the internet: 741 0176.
Speaking of phone calls!!! Ace and I hung out the other day and he mentioned talkingto the artistic director of Theatre One who's looking for readers for his workshop in July! Ace gave him my name and #, and he gave me a ring!!! (you know, on the tele?; re reading it, it kinda reads like he proposed or something! lol) I'm meeting with him on Friday!!! :D
And finally, today was the dreaded hell day of work from eight in the morning to nine thirty at night. I. Am. Exhausted. However, my syupervisors at Timmies LOVE me! Seriously, they think I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread, to get down wit ma Brianna self for a minute. And work at the deli is...fun. There's a hovering produce boy there who gives me smokes and rides home. :) I enjoy him! However, I've decided that if any of you ever enter a grocery store after eight pm ever again for ANYTHING other than to pick me or Barbara up...I'll Kill You. Capiche?
after-eights (as I've begun to call them) are the worst of the worst. They're the cranky customers who are there after work because they couldn't gfet there any earlier, and missed all the bakery staff so they can't order their cake, and what do they do? take it out on the freaking over worked, working alone, BRAND-SPANKING NEW deli girl. BAH. I mean, come on! I sat there from seven, until eight thirty with nothing to do. No customers, no jobs that UI could finish yet, cause they were all closing tasks. not even any meat to fill. I swept and sang opera in a Hindu accent under my breath because there was NOTHING to do. Then I sat there from eight-thirty-two until freaking quarter to doing all the jobs I had to do, until, at fifteen minutes to closing, we had our daily rush of stupid last minute shoppers. I HATE them so much. I always try to start the slicer at eight fifty, JUST to foil their stupid plans! Cause if I clean the slicer...I can't serve any more meat! BO-URNS!
Anyways, I shall take myself and my evil plans elsewhere, and YOU shall comment. ya. that would be fun.
"no,. I'm just enjoying watching you handle your meat."
*eyebrow raised*
"well it's nice for someone else to do it!"
ba dum CHSHHHHH!
in other news:
awww! I miss you guys too!!
Kaitlyn, you're a Timmies Ho???? WHAT? Aw, sweetie!!! the terrible uniforms, and hovering supervisors, and "would y7ou like a donut to makle that a combo?"! I feel a sisterhood with you, the likes of which have never been witnessed before!!!!!
um...jk. but that's still; cool.
and my cell is dead. I can't find the charger. That's why no one can get ahold of me. Once again, I invite myself to be stalked, and shall post my home number on the internet: 741 0176.
Speaking of phone calls!!! Ace and I hung out the other day and he mentioned talkingto the artistic director of Theatre One who's looking for readers for his workshop in July! Ace gave him my name and #, and he gave me a ring!!! (you know, on the tele?; re reading it, it kinda reads like he proposed or something! lol) I'm meeting with him on Friday!!! :D
And finally, today was the dreaded hell day of work from eight in the morning to nine thirty at night. I. Am. Exhausted. However, my syupervisors at Timmies LOVE me! Seriously, they think I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread, to get down wit ma Brianna self for a minute. And work at the deli is...fun. There's a hovering produce boy there who gives me smokes and rides home. :) I enjoy him! However, I've decided that if any of you ever enter a grocery store after eight pm ever again for ANYTHING other than to pick me or Barbara up...I'll Kill You. Capiche?
after-eights (as I've begun to call them) are the worst of the worst. They're the cranky customers who are there after work because they couldn't gfet there any earlier, and missed all the bakery staff so they can't order their cake, and what do they do? take it out on the freaking over worked, working alone, BRAND-SPANKING NEW deli girl. BAH. I mean, come on! I sat there from seven, until eight thirty with nothing to do. No customers, no jobs that UI could finish yet, cause they were all closing tasks. not even any meat to fill. I swept and sang opera in a Hindu accent under my breath because there was NOTHING to do. Then I sat there from eight-thirty-two until freaking quarter to doing all the jobs I had to do, until, at fifteen minutes to closing, we had our daily rush of stupid last minute shoppers. I HATE them so much. I always try to start the slicer at eight fifty, JUST to foil their stupid plans! Cause if I clean the slicer...I can't serve any more meat! BO-URNS!
Anyways, I shall take myself and my evil plans elsewhere, and YOU shall comment. ya. that would be fun.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
*spy music* covert blogging! shhh!
hokay, so. I am without internet for now. my bro is a big shitsucking biotch. So I won't be able to check my nex as regularly for a while. I'll go on as regular as possible, though.
In other news, I am now working at Tim Horton's as well as the deli. CRAZY! tomorrow I work at Tim's from 8-4, and then at the deli from 4:30 to 9:30. :( bummer. I'm going to be a rage case for the next two and a half months. Just so everyone knows. :)
In other news, I am now working at Tim Horton's as well as the deli. CRAZY! tomorrow I work at Tim's from 8-4, and then at the deli from 4:30 to 9:30. :( bummer. I'm going to be a rage case for the next two and a half months. Just so everyone knows. :)
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
I'm a bitch
I don't know why I do this whole nexopia thing. All I do is obsess over my presentation to the world, and how the world takes it. OMG, do I have a message today? How many more hits do I have? How does my profile look?
Who the fuck even gives a shit. goddamnit.
So I told Dave that I wasn't interested. He swore a lot at me, and tried to guilt me by saying he was worthless. I hate guys.
And of course I still do it. I still check my profile every minute or so, seeing if somebody messaged me back, investigating those who messaged me, seeing if I WANT to message them back. Why? Because I'm a gross, revolting attention whore. Sure, I like to excuse it by saying, I like to meet new people.
I just wish more of these people who I find, and talk to would become REAL friends. Then maybe it would seem a little more worthwhile.
BAH.
Who the fuck even gives a shit. goddamnit.
So I told Dave that I wasn't interested. He swore a lot at me, and tried to guilt me by saying he was worthless. I hate guys.
And of course I still do it. I still check my profile every minute or so, seeing if somebody messaged me back, investigating those who messaged me, seeing if I WANT to message them back. Why? Because I'm a gross, revolting attention whore. Sure, I like to excuse it by saying, I like to meet new people.
I just wish more of these people who I find, and talk to would become REAL friends. Then maybe it would seem a little more worthwhile.
BAH.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
can anybody find me somebody to love
above title had nothing to do with intended post. Actually, I just watched Bruce Almighty and kinda feel like busting out the faith shiz-nit. :)
You know what I adore about that movie? I mean, besides the Steve Carrel scene where he makes funny faces and sounds while on live television...I love how humanely the writers dealt with the whole issue. They dealt with the concept of God, as a being in relation to us, His creations. Not God in the Christian/Jewish/Catholic/Muslim/Buddhist/WTFEVER point of view. It was a very frank, matter of fact portrayal of God, and I loved that.
I personally don't believe in distinctions between the God I worshiped as an Anglican and the God I could worship as a Mormon. I do believe in Him, and I do believe that He made each and every one of us fundamentally the way we were supposed to be.
One of the best scenes in the movie is one that I see happening in my own life. In the beginning when Bruce is driving down the road going "talk to me, what's going on, give me a sign," and all of a sudden there's caution signals, and a truck full of caution SIGNS ahead of him and whatnot, and he's not noticing at all...it really reflects my own view of the way I believe divine interaction or whatever you want to call it is supposed to happen. A God smart enough to create life as complicated and minute and delicate as it is, doesn't allow things to just happen...well things that matter anyways. That's why I hate it when people are like, 'why did you let this happen, God?' I profoundly believe that there is a lesson in everything of importance that we experience in our lives. And the point of our tiny, miniscule, humbling little existences is for each and every one of us to find those lessons.
Aside: I refuse to call human existence 'insignificant'. I think that is a very belittling way of putting it. Look at how amazing we all are, how incredible just one person can be. How can THAT be insignificant? I refuse to even consider it.
As odd, as it may seem, I love my life. I love being who I am, and having experienced what I have. I love it. I miss my mom so much. But I know that it was supposed to happen, and as hard as it is to even comprehend, I'm sure it was the right thing in the context of her life, as well. I like to think that she was happy when she went. For one obvious reason, it's easier to cope...especially with the things I said to her the night before she died. But for another reason, it makes it easier to believe in the idea that it was the right thing for all parties involved.
I'm sure a lot of people don;t think I'm particularly religious, or even religious at all. And I may not go to church all the time, and what have you...or even follow those tenets of my favorite religion, tenets I admire and want to uphold. But I believe so strongly in a higher being, and purpose in life, and that there are reasons for everything that happens in life.
I dunno, maybe that's what makes me so happy. I'm pretty sure other people like being happy. So if I could give the whole world one peice of advice: try that belief out. It might make you happy too. And what's wrong with that?
PS: I wish Morgan Freeman really was God. I'd talk to Him everyday! :)
You know what I adore about that movie? I mean, besides the Steve Carrel scene where he makes funny faces and sounds while on live television...I love how humanely the writers dealt with the whole issue. They dealt with the concept of God, as a being in relation to us, His creations. Not God in the Christian/Jewish/Catholic/Muslim/Buddhist/WTFEVER point of view. It was a very frank, matter of fact portrayal of God, and I loved that.
I personally don't believe in distinctions between the God I worshiped as an Anglican and the God I could worship as a Mormon. I do believe in Him, and I do believe that He made each and every one of us fundamentally the way we were supposed to be.
One of the best scenes in the movie is one that I see happening in my own life. In the beginning when Bruce is driving down the road going "talk to me, what's going on, give me a sign," and all of a sudden there's caution signals, and a truck full of caution SIGNS ahead of him and whatnot, and he's not noticing at all...it really reflects my own view of the way I believe divine interaction or whatever you want to call it is supposed to happen. A God smart enough to create life as complicated and minute and delicate as it is, doesn't allow things to just happen...well things that matter anyways. That's why I hate it when people are like, 'why did you let this happen, God?' I profoundly believe that there is a lesson in everything of importance that we experience in our lives. And the point of our tiny, miniscule, humbling little existences is for each and every one of us to find those lessons.
Aside: I refuse to call human existence 'insignificant'. I think that is a very belittling way of putting it. Look at how amazing we all are, how incredible just one person can be. How can THAT be insignificant? I refuse to even consider it.
As odd, as it may seem, I love my life. I love being who I am, and having experienced what I have. I love it. I miss my mom so much. But I know that it was supposed to happen, and as hard as it is to even comprehend, I'm sure it was the right thing in the context of her life, as well. I like to think that she was happy when she went. For one obvious reason, it's easier to cope...especially with the things I said to her the night before she died. But for another reason, it makes it easier to believe in the idea that it was the right thing for all parties involved.
I'm sure a lot of people don;t think I'm particularly religious, or even religious at all. And I may not go to church all the time, and what have you...or even follow those tenets of my favorite religion, tenets I admire and want to uphold. But I believe so strongly in a higher being, and purpose in life, and that there are reasons for everything that happens in life.
I dunno, maybe that's what makes me so happy. I'm pretty sure other people like being happy. So if I could give the whole world one peice of advice: try that belief out. It might make you happy too. And what's wrong with that?
PS: I wish Morgan Freeman really was God. I'd talk to Him everyday! :)
Saturday, June 10, 2006
geoff let me drive and i crashed his car
...
JUST KIDDING!!!!! lol! Actually he met me drive and I totally rocked his world!!! k, that sounded sexual. it wasn't that at all. I just kicked some serious ass! Although I did run his car a little teeny bit off the road! :P A couple of bunnies were scared! :)
We went and saw Arrivals and Departures at the Bailey tonight. Everyone did so great! Especially Jen Schaper. My respect for her went up as ton tonight. I really thought she was the best actor onstage. Oh and she did the funniest thing ever! She had this stewardess monologue (which I SO wanna steal) and she was totally psycho, and she looked right at me ( I was in te front row) and was like "Can the lady with the nice designer boots PLEASE take them off? Everybody lean to left!" Shane took off his sandals and started leaning like crazy, it was so funny!
Later tonight me and him are gonna drop in on the cast party. I wanna talk to the guy who did the cell phone skit. Boy was he ever amazing. I just wanted to jump up onstage and give him a hug! :D
Anyways, that's all I wanted to say. ;)
JUST KIDDING!!!!! lol! Actually he met me drive and I totally rocked his world!!! k, that sounded sexual. it wasn't that at all. I just kicked some serious ass! Although I did run his car a little teeny bit off the road! :P A couple of bunnies were scared! :)
We went and saw Arrivals and Departures at the Bailey tonight. Everyone did so great! Especially Jen Schaper. My respect for her went up as ton tonight. I really thought she was the best actor onstage. Oh and she did the funniest thing ever! She had this stewardess monologue (which I SO wanna steal) and she was totally psycho, and she looked right at me ( I was in te front row) and was like "Can the lady with the nice designer boots PLEASE take them off? Everybody lean to left!" Shane took off his sandals and started leaning like crazy, it was so funny!
Later tonight me and him are gonna drop in on the cast party. I wanna talk to the guy who did the cell phone skit. Boy was he ever amazing. I just wanted to jump up onstage and give him a hug! :D
Anyways, that's all I wanted to say. ;)
Friday, June 09, 2006
stolen from mel... *EDITED!*
Name 21 people you can think of right off the top of your head..Dont read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 21 people.
1. Brianna
2. Laura
3. Ace
4. Sean
5. Geoff
6. Michelle
7. Biff
8. Becky
9. Kaitlyn
10. Laura McNaught
11. Barbara
12. Mel
13. Kevin Dobson
14. Amber
15. Ted Littlemore
16. Olives
17. Alex
18. Jordan Gregoire
19. Brad Neilsen
20. Jordan Davies
21. Trish
Q: How did you meet 14? the first day of Mal Theatre, she was sitting with the only girl I knew, so we started talking! :)
Q: What would you have to do to see 10? invite her to a party or girls night..I hope we get close enough for me to just call her the heck up, though! :)
Q: What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? give them a love fern, and then...
wet myself...
Q: Would 21 and 12 make a good couple? haha! ...maybe. Though Mel's insecurity might drive Trish up the wall...the way I see it, Trish would be the insecure one, and wouldn';t be able to handle another's insecurity, and vice versa with Mel.
Q: Describe 6:oh man...um. well, talented beyond belief. probably the kindest person I've met in my life...sweet and cute as a button...I am determined to adore her as much as she deserves. Which is a whole heck of a lot!
Q: Do you think 19 is attractive? HELLS yes! I would SO do him! mmm...
Q: Tell me something humiliating about 17: are you joking? Alex has nothing humiliating about him. He is smooth embodied.
Q: Do you know any of 4's family members? I almost married the guy, if I didn't what kind of a person would that make me?
Q: When's the last time you talked to 13? he called me, super drunk at Brianna and Barbara's moving out party...it was humourous.
Q: What is 2's favorite band? Honestly... I couldn't tell you. She likes lots of different music. I'm gonna take a stab in the dark and say Leonard Cohen.
Q: Would you ever date 5? not again! lol...I have though, so I guess I have EVER dated him.
Q: Is 11 single? indeed she is! unless you count her fake-y marraige, but I don't cauzse they haven't even consummated it yet! :P
Q: Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 16? haha, I know he's going to read this, AWKWARD! yeah, sure...I don't wanna freak him out or anything, or make him think he has a stalker, but I could see dating Kyle. he's Rosie's though. :)
Q: Where does 15 live?HAHAHAHA! How the deuce am I supposed to know? I just want to own the guy as a pet, I don't actually know where the poor guy lives! Contrary to popular belief, I am not a stalker.
Q: Are number 7 & 8 best friends? I do believe so...even after the shiz that went down with Beckies roommate (s)
Q: Do you like 1? quite a lot, though sometimes I wonder if she feels the same. :(
Q: Thoughts on 3? one of the closest friends I'll ever have. I never want to lose touch.
Q. Did you ever have a crush on 5? in the beginning for two straight fucking months! he was oblivious, as usual, though. :P
Q. Do you think 13 is attractive?um...not my type. *shrug*
Q. What's 21's favorite colour? stab in the dark: red?
Q. What would you do if 19 just confessed they liked you? do him. do him SO hard.
Q. What language does 20 speak? I'm pretty sure just the one, unless he's keeping something from me. Matt Damon....!
Q. Who is 15 going out with?beats me...better be no one, cause I don't allow my pets to have girlfriends. :P
Q. Would you ever date 7? would I ever...that opportunity is slipping away from him quickly though if he doesn't stop being such a flake with plans. it's so not cool, anmd is hurting his friendships, and work relationships.
Q. Would you ever date 1? :O NEVER!!! lol! A) WAY too fuckin weird. B) She'd hate me even more after a month, lol! C) I AM STRAIGHT! lol
Q. Do you hate 21?no, for sure not...in fact I see her way too infrequently.
Q. What is 9's last name? O'Neill. she's an Irish Princess. BITCH!
Q. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 2? hahah, NEVER! She's my girl, my Gator!!! And once again, I'M STRAIGHT!
Q. What school does 3 go to? The Ace Martens Academy of Being Cooler Than Thou.
AWW, dude!!! I understand now why eighteen is a pointless number! SUCKS to be eighteen on ANYONE'S list! :P ok, here we go, I shall remedy that with the pure force of my awesemity:
Q: Is eighteen happen to be THE MOST HILARIOUS, FUCKIN AWESOME PERSON YOU'VE EVER KNOWN???? why yes I believe he does. ;D
AMBER!!! write me that fuckin email, whore! (level 6)
1. Brianna
2. Laura
3. Ace
4. Sean
5. Geoff
6. Michelle
7. Biff
8. Becky
9. Kaitlyn
10. Laura McNaught
11. Barbara
12. Mel
13. Kevin Dobson
14. Amber
15. Ted Littlemore
16. Olives
17. Alex
18. Jordan Gregoire
19. Brad Neilsen
20. Jordan Davies
21. Trish
Q: How did you meet 14? the first day of Mal Theatre, she was sitting with the only girl I knew, so we started talking! :)
Q: What would you have to do to see 10? invite her to a party or girls night..I hope we get close enough for me to just call her the heck up, though! :)
Q: What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? give them a love fern, and then...
wet myself...
Q: Would 21 and 12 make a good couple? haha! ...maybe. Though Mel's insecurity might drive Trish up the wall...the way I see it, Trish would be the insecure one, and wouldn';t be able to handle another's insecurity, and vice versa with Mel.
Q: Describe 6:oh man...um. well, talented beyond belief. probably the kindest person I've met in my life...sweet and cute as a button...I am determined to adore her as much as she deserves. Which is a whole heck of a lot!
Q: Do you think 19 is attractive? HELLS yes! I would SO do him! mmm...
Q: Tell me something humiliating about 17: are you joking? Alex has nothing humiliating about him. He is smooth embodied.
Q: Do you know any of 4's family members? I almost married the guy, if I didn't what kind of a person would that make me?
Q: When's the last time you talked to 13? he called me, super drunk at Brianna and Barbara's moving out party...it was humourous.
Q: What is 2's favorite band? Honestly... I couldn't tell you. She likes lots of different music. I'm gonna take a stab in the dark and say Leonard Cohen.
Q: Would you ever date 5? not again! lol...I have though, so I guess I have EVER dated him.
Q: Is 11 single? indeed she is! unless you count her fake-y marraige, but I don't cauzse they haven't even consummated it yet! :P
Q: Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 16? haha, I know he's going to read this, AWKWARD! yeah, sure...I don't wanna freak him out or anything, or make him think he has a stalker, but I could see dating Kyle. he's Rosie's though. :)
Q: Where does 15 live?HAHAHAHA! How the deuce am I supposed to know? I just want to own the guy as a pet, I don't actually know where the poor guy lives! Contrary to popular belief, I am not a stalker.
Q: Are number 7 & 8 best friends? I do believe so...even after the shiz that went down with Beckies roommate (s)
Q: Do you like 1? quite a lot, though sometimes I wonder if she feels the same. :(
Q: Thoughts on 3? one of the closest friends I'll ever have. I never want to lose touch.
Q. Did you ever have a crush on 5? in the beginning for two straight fucking months! he was oblivious, as usual, though. :P
Q. Do you think 13 is attractive?um...not my type. *shrug*
Q. What's 21's favorite colour? stab in the dark: red?
Q. What would you do if 19 just confessed they liked you? do him. do him SO hard.
Q. What language does 20 speak? I'm pretty sure just the one, unless he's keeping something from me. Matt Damon....!
Q. Who is 15 going out with?beats me...better be no one, cause I don't allow my pets to have girlfriends. :P
Q. Would you ever date 7? would I ever...that opportunity is slipping away from him quickly though if he doesn't stop being such a flake with plans. it's so not cool, anmd is hurting his friendships, and work relationships.
Q. Would you ever date 1? :O NEVER!!! lol! A) WAY too fuckin weird. B) She'd hate me even more after a month, lol! C) I AM STRAIGHT! lol
Q. Do you hate 21?no, for sure not...in fact I see her way too infrequently.
Q. What is 9's last name? O'Neill. she's an Irish Princess. BITCH!
Q. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 2? hahah, NEVER! She's my girl, my Gator!!! And once again, I'M STRAIGHT!
Q. What school does 3 go to? The Ace Martens Academy of Being Cooler Than Thou.
AWW, dude!!! I understand now why eighteen is a pointless number! SUCKS to be eighteen on ANYONE'S list! :P ok, here we go, I shall remedy that with the pure force of my awesemity:
Q: Is eighteen happen to be THE MOST HILARIOUS, FUCKIN AWESOME PERSON YOU'VE EVER KNOWN???? why yes I believe he does. ;D
AMBER!!! write me that fuckin email, whore! (level 6)
Thursday, June 08, 2006
CHORDGASM!
well, my internet's been being a skanky ho bag for the past couple of days, but it has been restored, so my posting can conitinue. :)
wow, there are a LOT of skeezes out there. CREEEPY. Guys, take note: if you want a girl to take off her clothes....DON'T do a Tom Green impression. *shrug* it's just common sense.
Tonight, was the year end choir concert, which went beautifully. I was still fucking up this ONE interval between the bridge, and the third verse right up until yesterday when I finally I was singing, and I just went "FUCK you! Whatever I start singing, it's probably gonna be wrong...so sing something else! ANYthing else!" And it worked! I now can sing the interval between that skanky ass whore of a bridge (but a beuatiful BEAUTIFUL bridge) and the rest of the song! Go me!
Ace and Michelle came. Ace was drunk. I don't care what HE says, he was drunk. I could smell it on his breath. :P but he told me we should start singing more jazz, which was really surprising, cause I thought he'd like Somebody to Love a LOT more. *shrug* whatev, I don't have any problems, as long as we don't ever do ANYTHIGN Brianna suggests ever again! :P jk, but seriously! She wanted us to do My Guy, too...and me and Laura were reminiscing today about My Guy, and...wow. I don't think we've ever sunk lower. lol! I'm just kididng, it was a fun day. BGut I still hate that song. :P
In other news, Sharon got me to fill in everywhere during the concert. So I was turning pages for the Teds, and I played them their note at the beginning of the concert. And of course The Collective (formerly known as Chordgasm) sang their set and ROCKED the house! lol. I think the audience was getting a little sick of hearing Sasja and The Choir. :P God, I hate her lack of blending. In fact, pretty much everything about her annoys the hell out of me. *shrug* what can you do.
OMG, one of the Teds, was so cute in an I-want-to-take-you-home-on-a-leash kind of way. The other one I've known since he was in elementary so that was just weird. It was like...what are you DOING accompanying MY choir! Where's Brad??? But the other was so cute. I felt bad, yesterday during dress, I fucked up and turned the page too far ahead during Remember Me and he slowed tempo cause he didn;t know where he was, and Sharon kinda gave him the what-for about it. And I'm sitting there going *cringe* that was so my fault. :( oh, well, I think he forgave me. must have been the satsuma body butter I wore yesterday! :P
And then tonight got hit on by a nex boy because my tube dress made it look like I was naked. oh god. seriously will someone shoot me? RIGHT in the face? (I'm gonna punch you in the ovaries. Right in the baby maker. How do ya like that?)
I dyed my hair. It looks pretty great. A LOT redder than I wanted, but that's ok.
wow, there are a LOT of skeezes out there. CREEEPY. Guys, take note: if you want a girl to take off her clothes....DON'T do a Tom Green impression. *shrug* it's just common sense.
Tonight, was the year end choir concert, which went beautifully. I was still fucking up this ONE interval between the bridge, and the third verse right up until yesterday when I finally I was singing, and I just went "FUCK you! Whatever I start singing, it's probably gonna be wrong...so sing something else! ANYthing else!" And it worked! I now can sing the interval between that skanky ass whore of a bridge (but a beuatiful BEAUTIFUL bridge) and the rest of the song! Go me!
Ace and Michelle came. Ace was drunk. I don't care what HE says, he was drunk. I could smell it on his breath. :P but he told me we should start singing more jazz, which was really surprising, cause I thought he'd like Somebody to Love a LOT more. *shrug* whatev, I don't have any problems, as long as we don't ever do ANYTHIGN Brianna suggests ever again! :P jk, but seriously! She wanted us to do My Guy, too...and me and Laura were reminiscing today about My Guy, and...wow. I don't think we've ever sunk lower. lol! I'm just kididng, it was a fun day. BGut I still hate that song. :P
In other news, Sharon got me to fill in everywhere during the concert. So I was turning pages for the Teds, and I played them their note at the beginning of the concert. And of course The Collective (formerly known as Chordgasm) sang their set and ROCKED the house! lol. I think the audience was getting a little sick of hearing Sasja and The Choir. :P God, I hate her lack of blending. In fact, pretty much everything about her annoys the hell out of me. *shrug* what can you do.
OMG, one of the Teds, was so cute in an I-want-to-take-you-home-on-a-leash kind of way. The other one I've known since he was in elementary so that was just weird. It was like...what are you DOING accompanying MY choir! Where's Brad??? But the other was so cute. I felt bad, yesterday during dress, I fucked up and turned the page too far ahead during Remember Me and he slowed tempo cause he didn;t know where he was, and Sharon kinda gave him the what-for about it. And I'm sitting there going *cringe* that was so my fault. :( oh, well, I think he forgave me. must have been the satsuma body butter I wore yesterday! :P
And then tonight got hit on by a nex boy because my tube dress made it look like I was naked. oh god. seriously will someone shoot me? RIGHT in the face? (I'm gonna punch you in the ovaries. Right in the baby maker. How do ya like that?)
I dyed my hair. It looks pretty great. A LOT redder than I wanted, but that's ok.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
PintoDate: I murdered a fork because I hate myself.
snicker! Remember that birthday surney? I ran over a permanent marker because I'm sexy and do what I want? well ^^^ is today's date.
Anyways, had my first shift at Food Country! I am now a meat-slicing, wage-haggling so-cool-you-wanna-hire-her-on-the spot Pinto! yes, I work in the deli. LOTS of meat-slicing, and some salad-serving, and a bunch of cleaning. Highlight of the night? Shoving skewers up raw chicken bums.
No. Seriously.
Lol! It was the grossest/funnest/funniest thing I've ever done at a job, lol! And the weirdest thing is, raw chiken bum looks like a real bum. Like a person bum. So you look at the chicken bum, imagine it with the head of the person you hate the most (at that point, it was Steve, cause he was being a bastard about my shifts), and then you SHOVE the skewer up the bum, and then it doesn't always go on all the way the first time, so you put your hand at the top of the skewer, and the you BANG the skewer down on the counter, and the chicken goes SQUIRT and slides down the skewer.
mwa-ha-ha-ha...this Pinto is now officially licensed to torture by skewer. :)
The girl who trained me is AWESOME! So much fun! She showed me everything and explained really well, and helped me when I didn't know something, and I was serving customers like an old pro by the end of a half an hour! :) It was awesome! And I saw the CUTEST boy there! He looked at me much longer than necessary, which gave me a thrill, but it was probably either curiosity at a random new face, or gas. That's what I've decided. And others there are cool, too. Most of them are quiet and don;t talk to you, but on my smoke break, I talked with a cashier who seemed a little scary, but mostly nice, and a guy named Joe from the meat department. woo-hoo! I also met a guy who has been banned from the store for sexual harrassment. He leered at me. Like ten minutes later, I saw him being escorted from the store. lol!
It just makes me happy, cause I ENJOY working there! I work with nice girls, and Laura, who trained me, says that she loves working there, cause all the people are so great, and the job is pretty easy and relaxing.
She kept being like, practically astonished at everything I did, lol. Like, I cleaned something, and I held it up for her, and asked it it could get any cleaner, and she was like, "No! That's perfect!" And then just burst out laughing, which made me feel GREAT, lol! And she was telling me I was doing really really well with learning everything. The whole thing seems really easy, though. Figure out which chunk of meat the customer is talking about, slice that fucker up, and weigh it until it's around what the customer asked for, enter the code, print the reciept, bag the meaty goodness, and give it to them. SO easy.
I need to stop typing lol after everything I say, lol. NBVJKLCXZBVZ.KSDJBV;> fuck. I'm NOT erasing it.
In other news, my uniform is too big. Like always.
Anyways, had my first shift at Food Country! I am now a meat-slicing, wage-haggling so-cool-you-wanna-hire-her-on-the spot Pinto! yes, I work in the deli. LOTS of meat-slicing, and some salad-serving, and a bunch of cleaning. Highlight of the night? Shoving skewers up raw chicken bums.
No. Seriously.
Lol! It was the grossest/funnest/funniest thing I've ever done at a job, lol! And the weirdest thing is, raw chiken bum looks like a real bum. Like a person bum. So you look at the chicken bum, imagine it with the head of the person you hate the most (at that point, it was Steve, cause he was being a bastard about my shifts), and then you SHOVE the skewer up the bum, and then it doesn't always go on all the way the first time, so you put your hand at the top of the skewer, and the you BANG the skewer down on the counter, and the chicken goes SQUIRT and slides down the skewer.
mwa-ha-ha-ha...this Pinto is now officially licensed to torture by skewer. :)
The girl who trained me is AWESOME! So much fun! She showed me everything and explained really well, and helped me when I didn't know something, and I was serving customers like an old pro by the end of a half an hour! :) It was awesome! And I saw the CUTEST boy there! He looked at me much longer than necessary, which gave me a thrill, but it was probably either curiosity at a random new face, or gas. That's what I've decided. And others there are cool, too. Most of them are quiet and don;t talk to you, but on my smoke break, I talked with a cashier who seemed a little scary, but mostly nice, and a guy named Joe from the meat department. woo-hoo! I also met a guy who has been banned from the store for sexual harrassment. He leered at me. Like ten minutes later, I saw him being escorted from the store. lol!
It just makes me happy, cause I ENJOY working there! I work with nice girls, and Laura, who trained me, says that she loves working there, cause all the people are so great, and the job is pretty easy and relaxing.
She kept being like, practically astonished at everything I did, lol. Like, I cleaned something, and I held it up for her, and asked it it could get any cleaner, and she was like, "No! That's perfect!" And then just burst out laughing, which made me feel GREAT, lol! And she was telling me I was doing really really well with learning everything. The whole thing seems really easy, though. Figure out which chunk of meat the customer is talking about, slice that fucker up, and weigh it until it's around what the customer asked for, enter the code, print the reciept, bag the meaty goodness, and give it to them. SO easy.
I need to stop typing lol after everything I say, lol. NBVJKLCXZBVZ.KSDJBV;> fuck. I'm NOT erasing it.
In other news, my uniform is too big. Like always.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
oh so very confused
so...I don';t have a lotta time, but I want to post before I go to work today at my NEW JOB!
I hung out with Sean last night and we went to see Over the Hedge. AWESOME movie! lol *I found my nuts!* I also got to see all the AWESOME people I used to work with and it made me so sad...I miss them all so much! I miss the Avalon in a weird way. I miss working with people who I really enjoy being around, and only dealing with mean supervisors once in a while. I got to see MATT!!!! He was so happy to see me, lol! He gave me a big hug and picked me up, and my little Pinto heart filled with joy! lol!
Anyways...Sean and I went home, and he stayed the night. *shrug*...
This morning, we were lying in bed, cause we were lazy and didn't wanna get up yet. And the ohone rings, and I was like, "I bet that's for me" and a second later there was a knock on my door, lol! And it was this dude from Food Country, at Southgate, and he was like "come in for an interview! today!" so I did. :)
Needless to say I rocked the socks off him, and he hired me on the spot. (:D that's twice in a row! lol!) So I start today at four thirty! woo-hoo! A&W is being a whore about my shifts though, cause I already have a conflict. BAH. Well, they're paying me eight fifty, and if I can squish my schedule around, NCO will pay me nine, so I can KICK fucking Assholes & Whores right out the fuckin window. :) woohoo!
My other news, pertaining to my title, is a certian proposition from a certain male who I've certainly been involved with before, lol. I'm very confused, I dunno what to do. I mean, one part of me is like, "whoo, boy!" And the other part of me is like, "you've been down that road before, though," and the third part of me is like, (Amber you'll be so proud, lol!) "I kinda...LIKE being single??? weird." I just don't know what to do. I;'m jsut gonna give it some time. I guess. That's all I really can do. I have enough on my plate with mys tupid schedule. How will I fit in boy in there, too?
I hung out with Sean last night and we went to see Over the Hedge. AWESOME movie! lol *I found my nuts!* I also got to see all the AWESOME people I used to work with and it made me so sad...I miss them all so much! I miss the Avalon in a weird way. I miss working with people who I really enjoy being around, and only dealing with mean supervisors once in a while. I got to see MATT!!!! He was so happy to see me, lol! He gave me a big hug and picked me up, and my little Pinto heart filled with joy! lol!
Anyways...Sean and I went home, and he stayed the night. *shrug*...
This morning, we were lying in bed, cause we were lazy and didn't wanna get up yet. And the ohone rings, and I was like, "I bet that's for me" and a second later there was a knock on my door, lol! And it was this dude from Food Country, at Southgate, and he was like "come in for an interview! today!" so I did. :)
Needless to say I rocked the socks off him, and he hired me on the spot. (:D that's twice in a row! lol!) So I start today at four thirty! woo-hoo! A&W is being a whore about my shifts though, cause I already have a conflict. BAH. Well, they're paying me eight fifty, and if I can squish my schedule around, NCO will pay me nine, so I can KICK fucking Assholes & Whores right out the fuckin window. :) woohoo!
My other news, pertaining to my title, is a certian proposition from a certain male who I've certainly been involved with before, lol. I'm very confused, I dunno what to do. I mean, one part of me is like, "whoo, boy!" And the other part of me is like, "you've been down that road before, though," and the third part of me is like, (Amber you'll be so proud, lol!) "I kinda...LIKE being single??? weird." I just don't know what to do. I;'m jsut gonna give it some time. I guess. That's all I really can do. I have enough on my plate with mys tupid schedule. How will I fit in boy in there, too?
Friday, June 02, 2006
I. AM. SO. SICK. OF. GUYS. AND. THEIR. BULLSHIT.
when a girl says NO,
SHE FUCKING MEANS NO!
Don't try to fucking convince her, don't try to tell her that it just wasn't being done right before, just take her FUCKING WORD FOR IT
FUCKBHLSDAHFVBAZKSDHVBLSdkjvb;a>DMnbvl.jkszdrg;
NO, I'm not going to have sex with you the very first time I meet you.
NO, I won't like anal just because YOU'RE the one who's doing it.
NO, it's not ok, to make me feel something I shouldn't for someone there's no chance of happiness with.
NO, I AM NOT YOUR OBJECT! I am not your toy, I am NOT your playboy bunny! I am not ANYTHING you dream about in your wildest fantaisies. I am who I am, and if you don't like it, go shove it.
I am pretty fucking awesome. And it takes EFFORT to find that. GET THAT THROUGH YOUR FUCKING HEADS, boys. Not I HAVE A PENIS AND A WEBCAM SO SHOW ME YOUR FUCKING TITTIES!
FUCK OFF, YOU!
I am MORE than a walking vagina.
I am MORE than a good fuck.
I am MORE than you'll ever have again if you're too stupid to not be able to see past my breasts.
And if you boys don't start figuring that out, you'll never get any from me.
SHE FUCKING MEANS NO!
Don't try to fucking convince her, don't try to tell her that it just wasn't being done right before, just take her FUCKING WORD FOR IT
FUCKBHLSDAHFVBAZKSDHVBLSdkjvb;a>DMnbvl.jkszdrg;
NO, I'm not going to have sex with you the very first time I meet you.
NO, I won't like anal just because YOU'RE the one who's doing it.
NO, it's not ok, to make me feel something I shouldn't for someone there's no chance of happiness with.
NO, I AM NOT YOUR OBJECT! I am not your toy, I am NOT your playboy bunny! I am not ANYTHING you dream about in your wildest fantaisies. I am who I am, and if you don't like it, go shove it.
I am pretty fucking awesome. And it takes EFFORT to find that. GET THAT THROUGH YOUR FUCKING HEADS, boys. Not I HAVE A PENIS AND A WEBCAM SO SHOW ME YOUR FUCKING TITTIES!
FUCK OFF, YOU!
I am MORE than a walking vagina.
I am MORE than a good fuck.
I am MORE than you'll ever have again if you're too stupid to not be able to see past my breasts.
And if you boys don't start figuring that out, you'll never get any from me.
Amber had a dream!!!
and it shall be analysed, post-haste. This is her dream and once you read it, I shall analyse it as best I can! :) (erm, and I posted below, so don't forget to check that one out too...HOT DONNA!)
My book says that being an audience member in a creative display (in a dream) can represent the need to draw inspiration from others. In that case, it doesn't surprise me that me Geoff and Kaitlyn were in your dream. We're all in the theatre program, we're probably the closest Mals to you, and it makes sense that we're the ones you draw insiration from. My book also said that the artistic nature of performance dreams can sometimes yeild good ideas; exactly why we should TOTALLY make a short of your dream!!!! With a dummy dressed as me that morphs into Kaitlyn! lol!
Nothing really jumped out at me when I read Successes and Failures, but it strikes me that when I forgot my line in your dream, I was failing and when no one else could help me, you came through and SUCCEEDED at helping me succeed with my line. It didn't say what that represented though.
Also in successes and failures, it said that hurdles may stand in your way, which represent a particular challenge facing the dreamer in real life. In your dream, you were pushing through the audience to make your way to the stage, ostensibly to congratulate us, but I have a feeling there was a deeper meanign there as well. I suppose, in your case, it would represent your fighting the desire to be pushed along with the "audience" and forget about being onstage and just ahve yourself a normal life, but you push your way against them--I would say because you want to be onstage so much. Eventually you get to the stage in you dream, but you come up from underground, and nobody's there...that's a pretty specific sequence, and I'll research that further before I publish this post. What it says to me (and this is purely my opinion, mind you) is that, you WANT to be an actress, and you're fighting your way there, but...well I don't know what the underground part is...maybe it's a warning against choosing unconventional "*underground*" routes to make it in acting. It's a warning ebcause when you get there, you're alone. I suppose going underground represents ways of getting there in your profession that are less than honest...or something. I would categorize (and I'm not saying you would or WILL do this, it's just what is suggested to me) sleeping your way to the top, backstabbing, lying, basically getting what you want decietfully under "sinking underground." And then eventually, you GET to the stage, so your dream is saying, even if you do make it with this underground method, you'll still be alone. Which would obviously represent, having no friends to enjoy it with. Someone who makes their way in life by lying and cheating, probably has lost their true friends long before they actually got where they wanted to be. So maybe this part of the dream is a warning against that. Maybe instead of sinking underground, you should keep fighting your way through the audience, or even JUMP way over their heads (cause in a dream everything is possible) to make it to the stage. :) You can do it Amber. I believe in your audience-fighting capabilities!!! lol
OH DUDE! Tripping and falling (like how you did when you tried to save me/Donna, "emerges as a reminder of failure to take care of the most basic aspects of life." The book also says that dreamers rarely find hitting the ground distressing; they either don't hit it, or it doesn't bother them. I'm assuming it didn't hurt you in your dream when you fell, so that would be a reminder that disasters don't always lead to long-term harm. Now the fact, that someone else was falling in your dream probably represents the failure or fall of a friendship...and you ran to save it, and tripped and fell. It's a reminder that friendships take work I guess, and that you have to remember the basic aspects of friendships, so that you can make it there in time to save me or Donna the next time. That's just MY interpretation, I dunno if anyone agrees with me. The whole of this part of the dream suggests to me, the whole nexopia situation we had on our hands a little while ago. My and your friendship was failing becausde of somethign that I thought, and you tried to save it. Now you tripping and falling I would say represents either your failure to do so (but I don't think so, cause we're still friends) or the reminder that unless you take care of more basic details (making sure you have rides home after parties; not getting so upset :P) you COULD fail to do so. But it's ok, your dreams says, because even if you do fail, it may seem like your life is ending now, but in the long-term, you'll be ok. And look what happened! You're ok, now.
Ok, so...this is again, my interpretation of what the book said. I'm reading about relationships in dreams, and a friend that morphs into a stranger subbests ambivilance on the dreamer's part towards the retlationship. In your case, I ( a pretty good friend) turned into Donna (your best friend) after I fell from the catwalk. I think this is a representation of real life, of what has already happened. You adn I were good friends at the start of the year, and then halfway through, we kind of grew apart--our friendship "fell" a little. But out of that, you got to be better friends with Donna and Geoff. So me turning into Donna is that although I fell, our friendship petering off, cleared the way for a better one with Donna! That is totally my interpretation and has only the SLIGHTEST relationship to what I was reading. just a little disclaimer there! lol!
The book also say that dreams about friends and people you know in real life are just representations and not portrayals of the actual friends, although there are exceptions. In my opinion, I think this is one of the exceptions, where we as characters in your dreams are playing ourselves, but representing situations and ideas that involve us in your waking life. However, I may find more in the second book abotu that, so there may be more about that before I publish this post.
Teeny tiny little note, something I found that may apply: when you wanted to (but couldn't) call 911, that's a hospital reference, therefore probably a representation of a desire to relinquish control when things get too hairy for you to handle. Now, if I'm right about this, then this has a great deal of significance in relationship to the rest of the dream. 1st things 1st: I had fallen from the catwalk (and then morphed into Donna, but I don't think that part has much relevance) and you'd tried to save me, but tripped. Ok, so obviously your dream has told you that our relationship could (has/will) fall, and unless you work at the little things that make all the difference, you won't be able to save it. Then you try to call 911, no one's around. Your dream is telling you that even though you WANT to relinquish control, and feel overwhelmed by the situation and want someone to take care of it for you, YOU CAN'T. you can't you can't you can't. I think that this is your subconscious' way of giving you a strong kick in the ass. Which is good! You know what you have to do, then. So now, all that's left is to do it! :) And it won't be so hard. You have me and Geoff and Donna and others to help you!
Ok, the leash thing intrigued me and amde me want to analyse this right from the start so I'm going to give it my all right now. First thing I read was the Captivity section in my dream book. It had nothing that jumped out at me, so I'm just going to make some connections on my own. So--Freud says that dreams of being tied up represent repressed sexual fantasies dating back to childhood, and while I think dreams have many themes in them, I also think Freud's a douche. So we won't listen to him. One thing that I noticed about your being on the leash was that you made no mention of wanting to break free...this says to me that whatever your subconscious is associating in real life to being captive, it's not something that you're particularly scared of, or bothered by. The fact that me and Geoff were leading you, is one of those examples I think where the character represents aspects of life, NOT the actual person. Let's think about this for a sec: At first you're being lead by Geoff. Now I know you two are pretty good friends, and you also have this weird thing where you insult each other all the time. I'm sure this is all fun and games, but I'm also sure that on some level, (just like my mom always used to tell me, lol!) both of you are hurt by it. I think that in this section of the dream, the figure of Geoff represents something about your own personality, or psyche (as does the figure of me) and you feel bound by it...but strangely this is ok, to you. I dunno about Geoff, but the representation of me leading you could represent your own ambition, and your feeling tied to it. It makes sense to me, because I'm such an overtly ambitious person, that your subconscious ties me to the idea. Geoff...well I just don't know. Maybe creativity...maybe social graces...actually I'm full of shit when it comes to you on Geoff's leash. I have no idea. lol. yeah, neither book had anything particularly great on leashes, or captivity or imprisoned...I'll search it on the internet and see what I find...I'll edit this post when I do.
So hopefully that helped! I found a lot of conflicting stuff, in relation to your dream. For instance theatre was dealt with as a total symbol in one book, and I just didn't see it applying to you. The stage is our life, so there's no symbolism there other than in the smaller details. The fact that a stage was the stage of your dream just says that the stage is the common backdrop of your waking life. For this dream, the goodies were all in the details. :) Give me feedback, everybody, wether you think I'm pretty much right, or full of shit! woo!
My book says that being an audience member in a creative display (in a dream) can represent the need to draw inspiration from others. In that case, it doesn't surprise me that me Geoff and Kaitlyn were in your dream. We're all in the theatre program, we're probably the closest Mals to you, and it makes sense that we're the ones you draw insiration from. My book also said that the artistic nature of performance dreams can sometimes yeild good ideas; exactly why we should TOTALLY make a short of your dream!!!! With a dummy dressed as me that morphs into Kaitlyn! lol!
Nothing really jumped out at me when I read Successes and Failures, but it strikes me that when I forgot my line in your dream, I was failing and when no one else could help me, you came through and SUCCEEDED at helping me succeed with my line. It didn't say what that represented though.
:O OMG! My book says that dancing in a dream can represent sexual courtship or intercourse....!!!! ACK! Amber, take a look at how you were feeling when you saw me and Geoff dancing...if you were unhappy, maybe in real life you're jealous of a percieved relationship or bond between me and him. Me and Geoff are really good friends...btu we are CERTAINLY not doing it! lol!!!
OH DUDE! Tripping and falling (like how you did when you tried to save me/Donna, "emerges as a reminder of failure to take care of the most basic aspects of life." The book also says that dreamers rarely find hitting the ground distressing; they either don't hit it, or it doesn't bother them. I'm assuming it didn't hurt you in your dream when you fell, so that would be a reminder that disasters don't always lead to long-term harm. Now the fact, that someone else was falling in your dream probably represents the failure or fall of a friendship...and you ran to save it, and tripped and fell. It's a reminder that friendships take work I guess, and that you have to remember the basic aspects of friendships, so that you can make it there in time to save me or Donna the next time. That's just MY interpretation, I dunno if anyone agrees with me. The whole of this part of the dream suggests to me, the whole nexopia situation we had on our hands a little while ago. My and your friendship was failing becausde of somethign that I thought, and you tried to save it. Now you tripping and falling I would say represents either your failure to do so (but I don't think so, cause we're still friends) or the reminder that unless you take care of more basic details (making sure you have rides home after parties; not getting so upset :P) you COULD fail to do so. But it's ok, your dreams says, because even if you do fail, it may seem like your life is ending now, but in the long-term, you'll be ok. And look what happened! You're ok, now.
Ok, so...this is again, my interpretation of what the book said. I'm reading about relationships in dreams, and a friend that morphs into a stranger subbests ambivilance on the dreamer's part towards the retlationship. In your case, I ( a pretty good friend) turned into Donna (your best friend) after I fell from the catwalk. I think this is a representation of real life, of what has already happened. You adn I were good friends at the start of the year, and then halfway through, we kind of grew apart--our friendship "fell" a little. But out of that, you got to be better friends with Donna and Geoff. So me turning into Donna is that although I fell, our friendship petering off, cleared the way for a better one with Donna! That is totally my interpretation and has only the SLIGHTEST relationship to what I was reading. just a little disclaimer there! lol!
The book also say that dreams about friends and people you know in real life are just representations and not portrayals of the actual friends, although there are exceptions. In my opinion, I think this is one of the exceptions, where we as characters in your dreams are playing ourselves, but representing situations and ideas that involve us in your waking life. However, I may find more in the second book abotu that, so there may be more about that before I publish this post.
Teeny tiny little note, something I found that may apply: when you wanted to (but couldn't) call 911, that's a hospital reference, therefore probably a representation of a desire to relinquish control when things get too hairy for you to handle. Now, if I'm right about this, then this has a great deal of significance in relationship to the rest of the dream. 1st things 1st: I had fallen from the catwalk (and then morphed into Donna, but I don't think that part has much relevance) and you'd tried to save me, but tripped. Ok, so obviously your dream has told you that our relationship could (has/will) fall, and unless you work at the little things that make all the difference, you won't be able to save it. Then you try to call 911, no one's around. Your dream is telling you that even though you WANT to relinquish control, and feel overwhelmed by the situation and want someone to take care of it for you, YOU CAN'T. you can't you can't you can't. I think that this is your subconscious' way of giving you a strong kick in the ass. Which is good! You know what you have to do, then. So now, all that's left is to do it! :) And it won't be so hard. You have me and Geoff and Donna and others to help you!
Ok, the leash thing intrigued me and amde me want to analyse this right from the start so I'm going to give it my all right now. First thing I read was the Captivity section in my dream book. It had nothing that jumped out at me, so I'm just going to make some connections on my own. So--Freud says that dreams of being tied up represent repressed sexual fantasies dating back to childhood, and while I think dreams have many themes in them, I also think Freud's a douche. So we won't listen to him. One thing that I noticed about your being on the leash was that you made no mention of wanting to break free...this says to me that whatever your subconscious is associating in real life to being captive, it's not something that you're particularly scared of, or bothered by. The fact that me and Geoff were leading you, is one of those examples I think where the character represents aspects of life, NOT the actual person. Let's think about this for a sec: At first you're being lead by Geoff. Now I know you two are pretty good friends, and you also have this weird thing where you insult each other all the time. I'm sure this is all fun and games, but I'm also sure that on some level, (just like my mom always used to tell me, lol!) both of you are hurt by it. I think that in this section of the dream, the figure of Geoff represents something about your own personality, or psyche (as does the figure of me) and you feel bound by it...but strangely this is ok, to you. I dunno about Geoff, but the representation of me leading you could represent your own ambition, and your feeling tied to it. It makes sense to me, because I'm such an overtly ambitious person, that your subconscious ties me to the idea. Geoff...well I just don't know. Maybe creativity...maybe social graces...actually I'm full of shit when it comes to you on Geoff's leash. I have no idea. lol. yeah, neither book had anything particularly great on leashes, or captivity or imprisoned...I'll search it on the internet and see what I find...I'll edit this post when I do.
So hopefully that helped! I found a lot of conflicting stuff, in relation to your dream. For instance theatre was dealt with as a total symbol in one book, and I just didn't see it applying to you. The stage is our life, so there's no symbolism there other than in the smaller details. The fact that a stage was the stage of your dream just says that the stage is the common backdrop of your waking life. For this dream, the goodies were all in the details. :) Give me feedback, everybody, wether you think I'm pretty much right, or full of shit! woo!
I feel like an ass
I accidentally double booked myself last night and when I tried to fit both things in, Brianna and Barbara's get-together at their new place unfortunately got cut...I just didn't want to want from Ace's to their place in the rain! :( I feel really bad. When Brianna hung up after she called me, I was just like, "yep. she's mad."
in other news, last night was fun. I met Ace at Harewood and we went on a bus adventure! :) I saw African Daisies on my way their and was obsessed with making a chain of them, so before we caught the bus, I made him wait until I was done. I wanted to make a lei, but I didn't have enough. :( So I made him a crown. He of course thought it made him look like gay so I put it on his purse instead (does anyone see a slight dichotomoy here??? :P)
He is apparently doing quite quite well. He got a promotion at the Port and has lots of work lined up. Ace is easily the most successful of last year's class of Mal theatres. He gave me this pep talk last night about how I had to stop working so hard for stuff that I didn't love, and go "screw it; I'd rather put this energy towards working hard towards doing what I love--acting" So, with this in mind, as soon as I get my paycheck I'm going to fuck off to Vancouver for a weekend, and go on some auditions. I mean, it's not like it'll screw with my bills-last time I went to Vancouver with 8 bucks in my pocket and that was for a week! If I go while I'm on the cleanse, I WON'T need food, and I WON'T need smokes, and Llowyn will probably let me stay with him. I'll be totally cool. And I'll get used to going to Vancouver and using the scary buses all by myself.
I have to say, out of all the people who have told me "fuck your fright--you're gonna make it", Ace's tends to stick with me, because he IS doing it. I would say Laura McNaught and Ace are the two people in my varied groups of friends who are already on their way to making a living in this industry and I admire them both a lot.
Oddly enough, does anyone else notice how weird it is that is costs a lot LESS to go to Vancouver, then it does to go to Victoria...which is ON the island with us??? weird.
hmmm...I had something I wanted to say, what was it...Oh yeah, the reason I wanted to post in the first place! lol! I've decided that "hot donna" should be a term that describes any female, like "sheila" in Australia. why? because I stole a HAWT picture of Kaitlin off her myspace, and I named it Hot Donna...and the phrase stuck with me. Yet another example of genius from your old reliable Pinto! :D hahahaha! (makes me sound like a Chevy! lol)
So. As soon as I shower, and get out of my pajamas, I am going to be one HOT DONNA!!! lol!
PS: kids cramp my hot-donna style. That they do.
in other news, last night was fun. I met Ace at Harewood and we went on a bus adventure! :) I saw African Daisies on my way their and was obsessed with making a chain of them, so before we caught the bus, I made him wait until I was done. I wanted to make a lei, but I didn't have enough. :( So I made him a crown. He of course thought it made him look like gay so I put it on his purse instead (does anyone see a slight dichotomoy here??? :P)
He is apparently doing quite quite well. He got a promotion at the Port and has lots of work lined up. Ace is easily the most successful of last year's class of Mal theatres. He gave me this pep talk last night about how I had to stop working so hard for stuff that I didn't love, and go "screw it; I'd rather put this energy towards working hard towards doing what I love--acting" So, with this in mind, as soon as I get my paycheck I'm going to fuck off to Vancouver for a weekend, and go on some auditions. I mean, it's not like it'll screw with my bills-last time I went to Vancouver with 8 bucks in my pocket and that was for a week! If I go while I'm on the cleanse, I WON'T need food, and I WON'T need smokes, and Llowyn will probably let me stay with him. I'll be totally cool. And I'll get used to going to Vancouver and using the scary buses all by myself.
I have to say, out of all the people who have told me "fuck your fright--you're gonna make it", Ace's tends to stick with me, because he IS doing it. I would say Laura McNaught and Ace are the two people in my varied groups of friends who are already on their way to making a living in this industry and I admire them both a lot.
Oddly enough, does anyone else notice how weird it is that is costs a lot LESS to go to Vancouver, then it does to go to Victoria...which is ON the island with us??? weird.
hmmm...I had something I wanted to say, what was it...Oh yeah, the reason I wanted to post in the first place! lol! I've decided that "hot donna" should be a term that describes any female, like "sheila" in Australia. why? because I stole a HAWT picture of Kaitlin off her myspace, and I named it Hot Donna...and the phrase stuck with me. Yet another example of genius from your old reliable Pinto! :D hahahaha! (makes me sound like a Chevy! lol)
So. As soon as I shower, and get out of my pajamas, I am going to be one HOT DONNA!!! lol!
PS: kids cramp my hot-donna style. That they do.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
WOO-FREAKIN-HOO, baby!
so, ok. last year when I was dating Ace, we went on a date just after I got off work, and somehow during the course of my evening, I lost my purse! :S I have no idea how I lost it, but I thought someone had stolen it. It bummed me out, so bad! Ace, I bet you remember that.
Anyhoo, I got a call today from Constable Somebody telling me that my purse had been found!!!! WITH all the money, ID and everything still in it!!!!!! FUCKIN AWESOME!!!!!!
So, my day just got a whole lot better! In other news, I have an interview with NCO next week. The choir show is coming up fast and hard!!! EVERYBODY better come! lol...it's by donation, so take an hour out of your important schedules and come listen to some harmonic goodness! As well, tonight I'm chillin with Ace and Michelle, and then after wards, I'm going to spend the night at Brianna and Barb's new place. Sounds dope!
Fun fun fun, and purses for me. :)
Anyhoo, I got a call today from Constable Somebody telling me that my purse had been found!!!! WITH all the money, ID and everything still in it!!!!!! FUCKIN AWESOME!!!!!!
So, my day just got a whole lot better! In other news, I have an interview with NCO next week. The choir show is coming up fast and hard!!! EVERYBODY better come! lol...it's by donation, so take an hour out of your important schedules and come listen to some harmonic goodness! As well, tonight I'm chillin with Ace and Michelle, and then after wards, I'm going to spend the night at Brianna and Barb's new place. Sounds dope!
Fun fun fun, and purses for me. :)
uh-oh
I think I may be getting a little desperate...eep. Signs: reading way too far into random conversatios with random people; re-obsessing over Taylor Hanson for an afternoon and feeling shitty that he has his own family; some *ahem* creative use of my imagination...various characters.
BAH
life sucks.
BAH
life sucks.
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