Toronto-ish

I've officially moved to Toronto. Officially, Etobicoke. Toronto sounds better. Etobicoke just makes me think of cola.

I love our apartment, but I've come to realize that it is... cursed. Weird things happen, and not the good kind. The power goes out, only in my room. The DVD player turns itself on again every time it's turned off. Things that worked outside of our house, stop working after they've been brought in here. We have ant tenants. The sink stopped letting anything down the drain, whenever it felt like it. FRIG. If people ask us how we got such a big apartment for so cheap, I now know how to explain it. Takes away from the magic of stumbling upon the place that was "meant for us" but, whatevs (as they say.)

I've figured out the bus portion of the TTC! - To and from work, so far. My job is okay, I transferred and discovered they wanted me in the back instead of on the sales floor like in St. Catharines... which is saaaweet. Most of my co-workers are nice. The rest, I either can't understand (cue smiling and nodding) or I just haven't really got a chance to talk to them at all.

I haven't been able to do anything really fun and exciting, since I have no money still, from moving. I'm looking forward to getting a steady pay cheque again, after not working for about 2.5 weeks (sick-ing/camping/moving.)

I'm kind of lonely here because Asta doesn't officially live here yet, and my friends who live in Toronto live closer to downtown. Getting there is kind of a trek (oh yes and, one that also costs money.) Eventually, I'll be living that Toronto life that I used to envy about people. HA. And maybe there will be more people in it.

I miss my friends from St. Kittens. Babs has moved to Newfie Land now, so saying goodbye to her was pretty emotional. It makes me so sad that I got to become close to such an awesome "lass" in just a few months, and now she's gone and moved kinda far away, and I really don't know when I'll be able to see her again.

I'm going to go and find something to occupy my mind again so I can forget that I have things to stress about (until Monday - oh yeah, did I mention that I'm a 9-5 girl now? Well, 9:30-4:30 - but that just doesn't sound right!)

Everywhere!

I called in sick. I'm such a jerk. But most of all, my throat is. Coughcoughcoughcough.

I was a bit productive though, and did laundry so I have fresh clean clothes for camping. I also packed my duffle bag full, and gathered the rest of the things I need for the trip... minus the things I gotta pick up from my aunt's house tomorrow. As sad as it is, I don't even have my own beach towel and there isn't a flashlight laying around anywhere in my house. I also need a cooler for all my draaanks.

I didn't do any packing today for my move. I will have about 4 days to finish that when I get back from camping. Eeek. So much is going on!

I wish I could get my hair done. Something awesome. No moneyz :(

I called in sick again today. My voice is still kind of not all there and my head and throat still hurt.

I like that I can write and it's like my voice isn't gone at all! Hihihi, talktalktalk.

I'm going to try and use this time productively and do some more organizing and pack what I can. I just don't really have any boxes for packing. Not only do I have to get ready for moving, I also have to gather everything for camping on Saturday.

I love my new apartment! I spent all Tuesday in Toronto with Asta, her fiance Shane, Tara, and her boyfriend Jon. We painted all three bedrooms and did some cleaning. Going to find paint was an adventure in itself, having to go to the farther Wal-Mart because the first one was out of the colour needed to mix all three of our chosen colours. There we waited a short while for the power to come back on after the brief storm, and then took longer getting back than we should have thanks to traffic. My bedroom is now purple!

Stress

I've lost my voice again.

Squeeeeeeak squeak squeak.

It happened back at the beginning of the year, just before I met Todd actually. I remember because I somehow managed to keep up a conversation for the better portion of the night with him, during a busy and noisy night at Sheehan's. I made it into work this evening and everyone there made fun of me for a bit. Awesome! I'm due back tomorrow at 1:00, we'll see if I make it. It could also possibly be my last shift before I move! They went and scheduled my last shift on Friday, to be an on-call one, meaning I don't know if I work until 3:30 that afternoon when I call. Boooo! D'ah well.

My throat hurts.

Bed time.

Work tomorrow.

Caaaaaaamping Saaaaaaturday!

Fin.

New Beginnings

So here I am.

I've had so many blog pages over the past 4 years, just as I've had so many journals. When it came to switching journals, for the most part it was because I ran out of blank pages to write on. Since blog pages are never-ending, the reasons why I switch are usually to try something new, or to start from different stages in my life. I've been sort of keeping up with my livejournal account over the past year, but I've found that it's getting old and there's less and less people to share with, thus making an online journal kind of pointless. I may as well be writing in a word program on my Mac, because either way, I'd be the only one seeing it.

I've been keeping up with a few people's blogs on this site, including some people I don't know, whose pages I've stumbled upon through other people. I think it's time for a change. I actually had a blogspot account many moons ago, but again, that was another lifetime.

At this time in my life, more changes are occurring. I'm moving on to another city. After moving back here at the end of a summer spent in Wasaga Beach in 2006, I've had a really interesting 3 years in St. Catharines. I finally had a breakthrough in the challenge of "What to Do With My Life" and decided to apply to film school. I applied, went through assessment after assessment, wrote resumes, handed in reference letters and after all that: I got in!!! 100 students out of 2000 applicants. I was kind of surprised, but more importantly, proud. Sadly, I didn't get approved for OSAP because of past debts that had come back to bite me in the ass, and so the school expected first semester's tuition in full by the beginning of July. A fee that I did not have. This led to losing my spot because of the huge wait list for the highly competitive program, and I will not be attending Humber College this year, after all. I'm still moving to Toronto, with one of my best friends who is finishing her program there, and another girl who we both used to work with. We go tomorrow to get the keys to our apartment, and to clean it up a bit and paint. I'm so excited. It has two levels, it's more like a townhouse. And cheap, which we like.

School or no school, good job or crappy job, I think this will be the start to an exciting Toronto adventure. I'm excited to meet new people and see new places. Nervous too, of course, but that should be expected. I remember when I was nervous to move to the "big city" of St. Catharines after living in Midland for the majority of my life. Haha. Things turned out alright.

This weekend coming up, I'm going camping for a few days. I'm going with my most recent ex-boyfriend. Call me crazy, but I'm actually really excited and optimistic about it! The reason is because I'm mainly going with his friends, and he will just happen to be there as well. His friend Mike and his girlfriend Paula, Paula's sister Babs, Maddy and her boyfriend, and Mike and Todd's friend Mike and his fiancee, Laura. Paula, Babs, and Maddy have come to be very close friends since Todd and I broke up in March. So close that Paula has even told me she would want me in her wedding, whenever she gets married. She may have been drunk when she said it, and may not even remember it, but it still means something that she thought of me! I think it's an honourable thing to be in someone's wedding, to be able to support two people you care about while they testify their love for each other. I've never been in a friend's wedding before, only family. The fact that I've only known Paula since January, makes me feel good that closeness to friends is not measured by time, but by quality of the friendship. It's something I live by, so I'm glad to know she sees it the same way. I've said it before and I'll say it again: If there's one thing I can thank Todd for, it's for introducing me to his friends. It would have been a shame to go through life without meeting them. I may not have known it at the time, but I know I would have felt like I was missing something.

I've been as sick as a dog these past couple of days, spent a lot of time laying in bed and not working. It's given me a lot of time to think about things and get anxious about them. In some ways it's been good, and in some ways I know it might be better for me to be doing things to occupy my mind for now.

I kind of hate the whole "first" blog entry, because I feel like I have to catch up on everything that's been going on in my life. It's a bit overwhelming. So I think that's enough topics for this entry and from now on I'll just write what I feel at the moment of writing. Yeah.