Beauty School Walk-Out
I don't have to take this, I'm going home.

So yeah, my entire class (yes, that's all six of us) collectively walked out of class today, the director of the school was pretty pissed and basically threatened everyone that's on student loans to get them all in shit, yeah she's a sweet one, I need to write a letter to head office so they know just how fucked-up things are on our campus, and that the director just keeps making things worse for us, and she's the one we're supposed to go to for help, but yeah, we've been angry for months, and vocalizing it, they keep telling us things'll get better and they never do, so today we made it quite known that we're not gonna sit back and take it anymore, I guess tomorrow we'll find out how she's chosen to react to it, if she's chosen to reprimand us in any way, we've got a few bombs up our sleeves, tee hee.

But yeah, on to happier stories, went to Lavenham (a.k.a. Buttfuck), Manitoba this weekend for my cousins wedding. I was mildly apprehensive about going, and even considered staying home and just going to school, but decided a bad weekend away would be better than a bad day at school, so I went, and was it ever fun. I hadn't seen these particular family members in over twelve years, so that's half my life ago, but it turned out pretty good. The best part was that the groomsmen were all great fun (no snotty comments! that's not what I mean and you know it!) so we had a blast, and we didn't even run out of beer, eventhough on friday night it was looking like a possibility. I think one of the main highlights of the weekend, other than the wedding part, was the running through the orchard at 2am part, although my poor white shoes will never be the same, dirt + dew = muck + shoes = sad Linsie. Oh well, sigh. Also got to go to Winnipeg for a few hours on sunday, which we spent entirely in the mall waiting for pictures to get developed, at least Monsters Inc. was playing at Sears, and their matress section is right next to electronics.

oh well, that's my excitement, that and I need to name my bird, so if anyone has any ideas, let me know, but it needs to be a non-gender-specific name seeing as the bird is still too young to tell (although I'm leaning towards girl) but yeah, Lisa's on her way, so I should get going.

Well, we all survived, even JayB.
(have a seat, this is a long one)

So friday night started off good, the party was already swingin' by the time I showed up, fun was being had by all, a little more for some than others. The Sims game was going fine, fun meters and booze meters were all good and full. Then came the gross drink (chocolate milk, ketchup, relish, dish soap, lemon juice and probably a few more ingredients that I can't recall), needless to say, Steven didn't want it and gave it back to JayB (*WARNING: anyone who has already heard this story fifty times and doesn't wanna sit thru number fifty-one, I'd suggest scrolling down a ways now) at which point Drunken JayB threw the drink on Drunken Steven, apparently lemon juice is burny (but why didn't the milk curdle?) when it gets in your eyes, thus causing Drunken Steven to morph into Angry Steven who pushed Drunken JayB, seeing as Drunken JayB was quite drunken he stumbled backwards a ways before falling over backwards and hitting his drunken head on the corner of the hottub, knocking himself out cold. The Sims game wasn't prepared for this so we had to switch back to reality mode. I got to slap JayB's cheeks in an attempt to wake him up (great fun for an ex) and it worked, he eventually opened his eyes, at which time Instantly Sobered Up Steven noticed all the blood, so we got Bleeding JayB inside and I found the origin of the blood, a nice sized gash, we'll say it was a good two inches long, for the sake of a nicely embellished story, so we were off to the hospital, luckily Dawn brought me my clothes so I didn't have to go to the hospital in my bikini (thanks Dawn!!!), but JayB was pretty useless as to helping us find his keys or wallet, or shoes for that matter, but yeah, off to the hospital, got registered rather quickly considering the lack of health card, then we were off to the bed in the hall, and my chair which would be my home for the next 4 and a half hours. Yet I found humour in some of the situations and since most of you were still enjoying the party at the time of their occurance, I will share them with you. Shortly after we got settled, JayB had to pee, so they brought a wheelchair and put some cotton pads on the back of his head and wrapped his head in gauze (I really needed a camera), but yeah, they tell me it's down the hall to the right, now apparently after nearly a quarter of a century on this planet, I still have no idea as to which way is left and which is right, but it's okay 'cuz when I started going in the wrong direction, the drunk in the wheelcair with the head injury corrected me, at that point I figured he was probably gonna be okay and my worry level went down. I also went through a good hour of repeatedly telling the story of what happened 'cuz five minutes later, he'd forget and want to know again. The most priceless moment of the night came at the end of this hour, JayB was starting to doze off and he looked up at me and asked what happened (again x 50) so I told him he fell and hit his head, at which point he looked at me and asked "Is Steven to blame for this?" yes "good" and then with a rather contented look on his face he went to sleep. The rest of my night was basically boring, he slept, I waited, they eventually took him for x-rays, just to make sure he didn't hurt his neck, he didn't, and they eventually came to stitch him up. The doctor was asking him where he was, the hospital, which hospital?, umm, un-i-versity? (while looking at me as if for cheat notes, just to make sure he was right, especially since the first hour he was convinced we were at St.Pauls 'cuz he was born there) do you know what happened? I hit my head, do you remember how it happened? I....was.....pushed? (looking for cheat notes again). It was rather entertaining, especially sice I was in the delirious phase of human exhaustion by then and was even more easily entertained than usual, but the doctor got to have all the real fun, he wouldn't let me poke JayB with the needle, not even once, it really wasn't fair, and he wouldn't let me staple his head either, oh well, after his head got put back together I finally got ahold of Clay and Dawn to come and fetch us, collect from a pay phone 'cuz I didn't have my phone with me, JayB got a tetanus booster and we got to go sit in the waiting room, he was all better by then, he was asking about his shoes and wallet etc, I told him we didn't know where they were "My shoes are on the deck, my keys are in my shoes and my wallet's in the car", yeah thanx, that information would've been useful five hours ago, so he was back to his normal obnoxious self, saying that he felt well rested, I on the other hand, did not. So we chatted with the others in the waiting room about what we'd seen throughout the night and decided that there's no clock in the waiting room 'cuz they don't want you to know how long you've been there. (*END)

So got home around 5am, Fritz woke me up at 10, Steven woke me up at 12, and Bryce woke me up at 2, oh yeah I slept good. So I got ready and went back for round two, I got there much earlier this time, so we got to be mellow before things got crazy. Vance fired up the BBQ so our hunger meters were nicely taken care of. Unfortunately my memories of saturday aren't quite as clear as the ones from friday, but I do remember that Bryce is a pussy. Basically my whole weekend is blurred together. I do know that saturday had the burning of the Alien and Dallas's awesome blender drinks (so good) though I'm pretty sure they're partially to blame for my fuzzy memory of the night's events. All in all it was a pretty good time, except for when I got stuck between Steven and Bryce in the hottub, without their trunks on, it seems that at most parties I've attended lately I encounter Bryce in some state of undress, it's rather disturbing. ewe. By the time I left the sun was coming up, I was the last one out of the tub.

Sunday was a great lazy day, watched 50 First Dates while curled up in bed with Mikey , Alexander and Meemo. (teddy bear, fat kitten, cat) Eventually got up and showered saturday night away, went out with Clint for a bit and ended up back at Clayton's. Sunday was the night of the killer bubbles, yay! Every year I whine until someone puts bubble stuff in, I usually get my way, we were all lemony fresh. It was nice of James to show up just as we were all getting ready to leave, but he had some good stories for us.

So thanks to; Clayton (the basement flooding landlord) for hosting such a wonderfully blurry weekend, Dawn's brother-in-law for driving JayB to the hospital, Warren (my future husband) for protecting me when Bryce undid my bikini, Dallas for the absolutely incredible blur-inducing drinks (oh yeah, those things were good), Tyler for fetching McDonalds on sunday night and saving us all from starvation and Clint for driving me home two nights in a row.

If I've forgotten anything important, deal with it I'm tired of typing.

Clowns are creepy.

So far this has been a pretty good week. On tuesday we somehow managed to convince our teacher that she should let us go watch the parade, 'twas great fun, except for the creepy clowns, not good when four members of a seven person group are scared of them, funny though. We got back from the parade just in time to go for lunch, after lunch we each gave and got a facial, yeah it was a rough day. Wednesday was pretty much the same only without the fun of the parade, this whole week has been pretty slack, yesterday I had a client booked in for the whole afternoon and she didn't show, so I got to do Lindsay's nails and then did nail art for the rest of the afternoon, I made one with my babies on it and one is the Finding Nemo fish tank, or as much of it as I could fit on a fingernail. Today was a little crazier seeing as we were short nine people, but three of them never show up so they don't really count and two of them had today booked off, but still, four people called in, so we had to take their clients and it still wasn't too bad, we're usually all booked so solid that one person not showing up turns the place into a chaotic mess, oh well my week is over so at least I won't have to deal with any of the craziness tomorrow.

Went out to watch the meteor shower on wednesday night, drove out of the city and found a place off the side of the road to park, all was good, except the mosquito situation, but whatcha gonna do? So, anyway, the cows across the road were being creepy, it very much sounded like they were having sex, not that I really know what cow sex sounds like (wild turkey sex on the other hand...), but then it kinda started sounding like the thing was dying and Fritz thought he heard growling, it creeped me out, I was thankful when it quit, but then I got paranoid that the poor thing was dead, so I've convinced myself that it was just sex, somehow cow sex seems less traumatizing, though I'm not entirely sure yet.

Well I suppose I should be off to prepare for the nights festivities, hooray for hot tubs, and tramampolines.

I get to go wedding dress shopping tomorrow, YAY! It's fun and exciting and I'm not the one that has to get married in the end so it's all good. Hopefully things go better tomorrow than they did last week, the wedding stores close at stupid times and the people that work there are usually bitchy, it makes for a not so fun shopping experience.

Today at school I got my armpits waxed, my make-up done and nail art on my fingernails, oh yeah, I worked hard today. I'm tired anyway.

I pissed off the annoying girl at school today, though honestly, it's not that hard, she's kind of a spaz, which is part of the reason she's so annoying, that and she never shuts up (if I think someone talks too much, you know it's gotta be bad) and she thinks she knows something about everything. So today she thought she knew something, and I knew she was wrong and told her so, she said she was gonna go home and check, I told her not to bother, it's not that important, but she wants to know now, I said fine just don't bother coming to tell me about it tomorrow (and she would) 'cuz I really don't care, at which point she got up and left in a huff, as per usual. The girls all thought it was pretty funny, and it's not the first time she's gotten all huffy and left because of me, but it's not my fault, she gets pissy over everything, all the time, and it's also not my fault that she has so many buttons and that they're so easy to press, all you have to do is disagree with her and she gets pissy. And besides, I'm tired and don't have the patience to deal with her lately, it requires alot of energy to bite my tongue, and besides, if I piss her off she'll leave and will sulk for the rest of the day so none of us have to deal with her, so really I'm doing it for the good of the team. I'm so sweet.

I want a puppy. A little one that I can carry in a purse and put clothes on, like a white toy pomeranian, or a pug, or a weiner dog, but alas, mom won't let me have one, so I'll just have to wait 'til I move out again, then I can get another kitty too, and a birdie 'cuz I miss mine.

I hate stupid people (I was just being messaged by one), they make my blood pressure go up and increase my angerballishness, grrr. Unfortunately the world is full of them, I'll never escape. Unless I become an alcoholic, but I'm too poor, so basically I'm doomed to spend the rest of my life annoyed. I suppose it could be worse, I could be one of the stupid people.

Ugh, stupid chronic fatigue, really wears a person out. I have been tired for weeks, at first I thought it was my fault for not getting enough sleep, but when I do get enough sleep I'm even worse, it's kinda frustrating.

We were talking about suicidal professions (dentists) at school today and some of the girls were trying to claim that we're getting into one, although we're pretty sure it's just the school that's ruining us, but I said that it's not making me suicidal, it's making me homicidal, they agreed. The conversation then switched to the fact that the school is basically a cult, they wear us down to the point that we're barely functioning and then they pump us full of information, seems pretty brain-washy to me. The sad thing is that I'm sure there are cults out there that are much more fun than this one, and they're free.

So my week has been pretty boring, too much school, did Shauna's nails on wednesday after wedding dress shopping with Lindsay went bust (it's okay tho, we're gonna try again this thursday) and basically haven't been home much, been at Fritz's way too much lately, sometimes even when he's not there, and Alexander sure does squeak at me when I come home, Spencer doesn't really seem to care, silly rabbit.

I'm all excited about my grad, I'm not even sure exactly when it is, october or november sometime, but I've decided that I'm gonna finish Fritz's zoot suit that I started making five years ago (which he's pretty excited about) and make myself a dress from the same era so we can match. It's gonna be pretty cool. So we got Fritz's half finished suit from Grandma's yesterday so I need to get working on that, and then I need to design myself a dress and mooch mom into buying the material, seeing as I'm broke and have a bunny who desperately needs to be neutered, he tries to skronk the cat, it's creepy.

Oh well, my life is pretty boring, I need to do laundry and homework and watch a whole lotta reality tv, oh yeah, I'm a dork.