Tassy

Fri, 09 Nov 2007 05:31:44 GMT

This year at Hypothetical High School by Eldarin

Username

Grade

Favorite Class

Will beat you up for lunch money:

scavello

Will become your pimp:

soldierx

Will molest you in the locker-room:

kona_dragon

Will end up dating you:

fallengryphon

Will end up becoming your arch-nemesis:

zarola

Will let you cheat off of them in class:

shunaria

You will be killed by:

Getting Stabbed With A Dull Pencil

Chance of graduating this year

52%

So, apparently my ex will beat me up, Drake will pimp me, Kona will molest me, I'll be dating my real Mate, one of my best friends will be my arch-nemesis, and I'll be cheating off one of the more intellegent people I know.

And of course I'll die by a dull pencil, and have a slim chance of graduating...

This quiz turned out rather ironic in some aspects XD

Fri, 24 Aug 2007 21:11:32 GMT

1.	Ammy
	n-Bad/Good Girl Feminine Description- 1. A female who is both good and bad at the same time. 2. A person who is good at times and bad at other times. 3. A girl-next door but also a partygirl *That girl is such a Ammy. She volunteers all the time, but she loves bending the law.*

Haha, Urban Dictionary cracks me up sometimes.

I'm sure Tyler will get a kick out of this.

Bahahaha, FTW!

Fri, 20 Jul 2007 20:23:53 GMT

Your Score: Ceiling Cat

44% Affectionate, 28% Excitable, 33% Hungry

You are a master of stealth. They never see you coming. But you always see them coming. HEY-O!

To see all possible results, checka dis.

Link: The Which Lolcat Are You? Test written by GumOtaku on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

Fri, 29 Jun 2007 00:29:28 GMT

There seems to be a lot of drama these days, everywhere I look...

Someone's fighting here, those people are hurt there, someone's jobless here, etc etc... It seems to be a very high point for stress these days.

I don't know what it is. Maybe its the weather, maybe its society, maybe its just a contagious thingamajig floating around the air that's crawling into people's brain, like those children's stories of earwigs, and planting cabbages in our frontal lobes, causing general annoyance and irritability.

Whatever it may be, everyone seems to be up in arms about many things these days. Often with good reasons too, but of course one person's good reasons for getting upset, trigger another person's, and it spreads till everyone has been tainted.

Sure I've got my own crap... almost lost one of the most important things in my life... couldn't put food on the table or pay bills... been struggling through doctors visits, government appointments, and medications much to my own dismay over the past few months, trying to figure things out.

But it doesn't matter.

Life keeps going, people move on... Some are there for you, some never really understand you, some attack you for something you didn't realize or they didn't understand, and some pass you by without a second glance.

I'm two sided. Both a solitary creature, and a social one... I like to be social, but if I find myself to cause more harm than good, then I will step away and leave people alone... I will move on and be solitary so they can live their life without my interference.

I've been an interference, I was for many years, and only contributed to a lot of the pain that circled around, since being yet another person to fret and plan around seemed to add more stress. But some benefited from my stepping aside, so in the end it was for the best. Besides, my life was not my own, my life was to care for another who needed me, and everything in my life required revolving around that...

Interpret this how you will, I don't really care... if anyone actually reads this that is. I suppose it will most likely be misinterpretted, but that's life and the nature of human communication.

Sat, 09 Jun 2007 07:58:25 GMT

Tasimmet --

[noun]:

A dance involving little to no clothing

'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Bahahaha... Why is that so strangely fitting? XD

Sat, 02 Jun 2007 00:14:32 GMT

I should've done this private posting thing more often

Yay, the ability to scream, cry and curse and say what I've desperately needed to say, without actually saying it, and ruining everything...

huzzah

Fri, 01 Jun 2007 04:16:36 GMT

Just letting everyone who watches me on here know, I've essentially given up on using this for any public journal entries.

You may one day see a random entry or something, but in general all my public posts can be found in my DeviantArt Journal.

http://tasimmet.deviantart.com/journal/

I still use this place to keep up to date on other people (yes I still read your guys' posts! I just don't comment much, sorry)

Otherwise this page just houses my plethora of private posts (trust me, they are best kept private!) since DA has yet to provide that option...

Loves to you all.

Wed, 18 Apr 2007 17:16:56 GMT

you are paleturquoise
#AFEEEE

Your dominant hues are green and blue. You're smart and you know it, and want to use your power to help people and relate to others. Even though you tend to battle with yourself, you solve other people's conflicts well.

Your saturation level is low - You stay out of stressful situations and advise others to do the same. You may not be the go-to person when something really needs done, but you know never to blow things out of proportion.

Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything.

the spacefem.com html color quiz

Hmm, I guess some of its right, except maybe my outlook on life, lol...

Thank you for calling...

Fri, 16 Feb 2007 01:49:51 GMT

So I made it through my training. I took calls today at work for the first time.

It felt weird... to say the least. Hooked up my headset, set everything up, and Auto'ed in to await some random person whom I could attempt to help. I haven't done that since NCO... so it brought back a lot of interesting memories and thoughts.

I thought I was done with Call Centers. I told myself I was, and so did my body by kicking me in the proverbial balls with a nice dose of Anxiety Issues. But I caved in and returned to the field. I'm a phone rep once again.

My calls today were alright I guess. My first call was almost 40 minutes long, but I saved a sweet little old couple from cancelling their account, by finding something better suited for them. Which was rather interesting, because what was better suited to them was something I wasn't trained in. So while attempting to figure out what the hell to do, keep my anxiety in control, and deal with a customer for the first time, I also had to scrounge around and attempt to seamlessly answer the questions they had about something I knew nothing about. In the end they were happy, so that was a relief and a half.

So this is it. I'm a Business Care Representative... chained to a desk by a headset.

Banana Juices

Sat, 27 Jan 2007 06:47:33 GMT

Where the hell did this week go? Seriously it feels like it should be tuesday... I think I just blanked out for the past few days.

Anyways, just finished third week of training... Officially half-way through the classroom part. Though it seems to be going well so far. I'm learning things easily, and not as nervous as my previous experiences with call centers... so thats a good sign for now. I think my class is also a good help for that. We all get along really well, and have tons of amusing (and often horribly crude) conversations, that relax and cheer me up throughout the day.

In terms of company, so far I have my strange but sweet Wolfy friend from another class, and now I also found a friend in my class who I seem to get along with quite well. He's a fellow artist and gamer, so we often have rather inspiring conversations. My teacher is also a riot, he's a total science nerd who seems to have interests in a lot of the same geeky things as me and a great sense of humour, which often leads to some amusing jokes and comments in class! To say the least I'm certainly enjoying the social aspect of my job right now ^_^

We also took Mock Calls today in class... Most classes seem to take mock calls around week 4 or 5... but we started early.

Anyways, each person made up a few scenarios, then we handed them to another class, so they could call us and pretend to be customers with those issues. I never got my own scenarios, so every call was something I actually had to look into... and It seemed to go pretty well. I actually had the teacher of that class come and tell me specifically that one of her students said I was really great.

Well, I've managed some art these days, so I feel at least a bit accomplished. And now I have a whole weekend with my adorable little boy... I dont get to see him much during the week since I'm away all day, so this weekend shall be wonderful!

As for personal things... I'm feeling really foggy still... I have a lot of things on my mind. Things that really need sorting out and possibly changing. But we'll see... I have things going on around me that need more focus, so I'd rather keep my spirits up and do what I need to do, than bring myself down with thoughts of things that are yet to come.

*takes a deep breath*

Training and such

Fri, 19 Jan 2007 00:59:52 GMT

An update for those interested.

Well, training takes most of my time these days, and luckily its going quite well. I adore my class, we're all a really mix-match group, and yet we seem to have all bonded fairly well... Most classes like that tend to form a few little groups, but we've all really stuck together. It's unique compared to what I'm used to... I'm not used to a class of people that all sit together and have a blast at lunch and such.

Travelling to training has taken on a new edge. No longer does it take me forever to get to work from two buses and horrible cross-over time! Now a wonderful friend from one of the other training classes, gives me a ride everyday. So my mornings and afternoons include a nice ride in one heck of a snazzy corvette, with a great friend, good music, and intriguing conversation, to say the least.

I'm trying to spend some good time with Kyler these days. Though this has been quite hard with the training taking up a good portion of my days, but I'm still doing what I can...

Victoria has proven to be a rather interesting place on many accounts... I'm enjoying it here, but I also do miss Nanaimo a lot... as crummy and small and tedious as Nanaimo is... its my home. Victoria is still simply a place of residence to me, not yet a home...

Victoria, and its people, confuse me.

People

Sat, 13 Jan 2007 06:15:39 GMT

My mind is rather interesting when it comes to people, I'm very two sided about it (as I am with most things in my life... which I've also lately been realizing the full extent of).

I seem to either crave and love company, or want nothing more than to be alone and enjoy the peace and tranquility of solitude (at times I am a rather "Lone Cougar" you could say, lol)

My cravings are strange though. They will usually be completely random, and can be a craving to see anyone... whether its a friend, my Love, a family member, some old aquaintance, or even someone I met only once. These cravings usually last until I either see the person, or it eventually fades down (which could take anywhere from a couple hours to months). Sometimes they can be strong enough to almost drive me insane, other times they just linger in the back of my mind.

But either way I get them, and I get them strong and often... About as often and as strong as my need to be alone in fact, lol... Go figure.

Anyways... At present I have been missing the company of a silly little wolfy friend from back in Nanaimo. Someone who in very little time managed to earn my trust, help me out of a certain pit of depression (probably without knowing it), and put a smile on my face just by being them.

Know, my dear friend, that you are wonderful and missed.

Update

Tue, 09 Jan 2007 02:33:12 GMT

I expect there probably wont be much in the way of posts here anymore...

I'll be posting lots, but mostly in private. So you might find one or two here and there for an update sometimes, but not much more than that...

Just letting you know, lack of posts doesn't mean I've died or something, lol.

Beware the Basement Swamp

Sun, 07 Jan 2007 18:19:52 GMT

Ugh, curse these rains!

So far this basement has flooded twice now with all this rain. It's soaked under our walls and the first time it flooded our bathroom, hallway, and a bit of the bedroom... It took hours of mopping with towels (very tedious, since it means constantly wringing them out in the sink) before we finally soaked up most of the water, and then we noticed that it was a constant stream. Moments after we would dry up the floor, it would be flooded again.

This time was worse. We woke up this morning to our bathroom, both hallways, most of the bedroom, and the entire kitchen completely swamped. All the carpets are soaked, and will have to be professionally cleaned now before they start to mold. We have to walk everywhere in shoes or boots, with our pant legs rolled up. My son looks rather cute, he's wandering around the house in his little rain boots with his full rain suit on!

Luckily I got out here in time just before the water soaked through the carpet to the computer. So I kneeled in squelchy, cold carpet under the desk, while I set up a little stand for the powerbar and strapped all the wires to it so they're all safe.

*pant pant pant*

Oh, and I start training tomorrow at 8 am.

A New Start

Fri, 05 Jan 2007 05:44:14 GMT

Well, it's finally 2007...

To say the least 2006 was a rather interesting year... I've definately had worse, which I could rattle off like the alphabet, though I've also had much better.

Pain, Love, Confusion, Moving, Jobs, Unemployment, Injuries, Illnesses, Surgery, Money, Friends, Hatred, Family, Debts, Separation, Adventures, Memories, Revelations, Hopelessness, Depression, Happiness... Yup, 2006 had it all...

I couldn't seem to hold a job. Whether it was my anxiety at NCO, Tonsilitis with Superstore, Finger Injury at The Keg, or Lack of hours resulting in me having to move at Movie Gallery... It just was not a working year for me. The same goes for my health really, but most of that had my tonsils to blame, which luckily are over and done with.

Now with luck, some patience, and a whole lot of effort, hopefully this year will really pick up. I'm sick of my anxiety ruling my life, I'm sick of my depression, and I'm sick of things never working out. So I started this year with a bang, and I intend to keep it that way.

Even the beginning of the year seemed to be a good start. Days before News Years I was panicing... I had my son for the weekend, and literally no where to stay, since my mother-in-law went on a trip and forgot to leave me keys, My sister backed out of our weekend plans out of the blue, Fallen was busy, and I really didn't want to bring my son to my house, since people were sick, and the place really isn't child-safe with assorted weapons and electronics laying around... Well, I was about to bring him home anyways because of lack of options, but Fallen wouldn't let me though, he backed out of his plans and refused to let me go home. So in the end I got to spend New Years with my son and my Love. An option that turned out to be absolutely wonderful (I'm a huge fan of the New Years Kiss tradition.) Though I still felt really bad for Fallen's friend... But my complaining wouldn't stop Fallen, so all I can do is hope his friend was alright *sighs*

Anyways, since that time, I spent a few good days in Nanaimo... Got errands done I was putting off for way too long. Received good news about my finger. Speaking of which, I can start to take my splint off now, seems its healed really well so it can come off early! But this will be gradual over the next month. Anyways, I got to spend a bit of time with my roomies, and had some good DDR sessions! I'm getting better! It makes me feel good about myself, since my stamina is increasing.

Now, today I finally up and moved to Victoria! Packed my stuff, got in the car, and now I'm here at my mother-in-laws, for a little while until I can manage my own place. I also got a job! Now, it's at West (the call center), but I'm still happy to have full time work, at a nice place (West makes NCO really show just how much of a hell hole it is), and hopefully it will go well... Though I'm a little worried about my anxiety issues when I'm back on the phones. But I'm going to lift my chin up, and try my best. I'm determined to give it a shoot, since I'd much rather NOT be terrified to talk on phones for the rest of my life... So maybe this time around I can beat it... If not, then the 8 weeks of paid training will have definately helped anyways.

Soon Fallen will be moving to Victoria, once I find us a place and get settled. I really can't wait. I'll have a job, my beautiful son, and my wonderful Love, who has been absolutely amazing, loving, and supportive of me lately.

Here's to 2007 *raises a glass*

In my Footsteps

Mon, 04 Dec 2006 21:37:55 GMT

We all choose the paths we take in life
Some take a path of responsibility
Others take a path of carefree joy
But whatever our choice
It's still our path, and ours alone

Sometimes our paths work together
Or they may overlap, or intertwine
Or follow faithfully at the heels of another's path
Sometimes we love these connections
And other times they burn us

I used to choose my path however I saw fit
Whether carefree or responsible
The choice was mine to make
But now my path is different
For another has altered my choices

No longer do I walk my path alone
Careless about taking a bad twist or turn
Now I must be careful and safe
For in my footsteps walks another
A pair of little feet that follow

I must look after these feet
Take them on a safe path
Protect them, teach them, love them
Watch over them until the time comes
When they feel ready to choose their own path

Some are hurt by the path I must take
Some feel ignored, forgotten, rejected, or left behind
But still I must take my path
Not for myself, not for those around me
But for the little feet that follow...

~Tassy

I'm not a writer, and I won't pretend to be. I know my writing sucks.

I wrote this simply because its been nagging at the back of my mind for a long time now... and finally it couldn't take it anymore and started screaming at me till I sat down and wrote it. It needed to be said, so finally it has... I drew a picture to go along with this, but it's still in the process of being worked on.

Percocet and Soup

Fri, 01 Dec 2006 23:28:04 GMT

It's been an interesting few days since I last posted.

I'm feeling better now, still in pain, but it's a lot more manageable, and I'm actually starting to eat now! I can thank my new pain killers for that... On tuesday I finally cracked from the pain, and called the doctors office for advice. They informed me I needed to start taking stronger pain killers, because I wasn't eating, and was barely drinking... and if I kept that up I'd be in the hospital in no time. So I went and picked up a prescription for Percocet.

The first time taking them was rather interesting, because I had to be "babysat". There was a high chance I would be allergic to these ones, but they wanted to try anyways. If I was allergic it would result in me blacking out and need to go to the emergency room, so I wasn't allowed to be alone for the first 6 hours. Luckily my roomates were home, and then Normand came over to spend some time with me. Such a sweet guy, he kept me company, we watched Mirrormask, and he even went to sevvy to pick up a can of soup for me! I really appreciate what he did, he's a wonderful guy.

Well the pain killers were fine, no allergic reactions as far as I can tell, so I'm supposed to stay on these until they run out, which I think is another week from now. They are rather interesting though, shortly after I take them I feel rather drugged, and that lasts for an hour or two usually. I get rather dizzy, and lightheaded... and my mind gets foggy. Sometimes when they hit me really hard, I even start to see tracers! It's really weird, but it amuses me. Always fun when I can actually get amusement out of something the doctor insisted I take. The only downside so far is that they make me really nauseous sometimes... to the point where I have to lay down and can't move at all or I will throw up. I also got really dizzy to the point of it being almost scary. Last night everything started to fade out while I was making soup, and I nerely passed out right there in the kitchen! Seems to only be bad when I'm on my feet though...

Oh, I got to go see Clinton on wednesday night! I've been really missing him, and I found out he was in Nanaimo for two hours downtown, it was a stopover from the greyhound trip he was on. So I walked down there (through the intense snow!) and visited him. He's lucky I consider him worth it, or I never would've gone down there... it was practically a suicide mission with how sick I am, and how much the cold air hurts my throat.

I miss Fallen... so very much... It's been a week since I've seen him (yes, I suck that much... its only a week and its torturing me)... I really hope he's feeling better tomorrow. As soon as he thinks he's ok enough (he's sick, and its contagious), I'll be hopping on the bus and zipping down there to be with him immediately!

*scarfs down soup* I love the Tassy soup! Mushroom soup with broken up Mr. Noodles cooked in it. One of my favourite soups to make ever since I discovered it when I was little. Also its nice and easy to swallow, so I'm in heaven!

Snow...

Mon, 27 Nov 2006 01:39:13 GMT

Gah!!!

Go figure that it decides to snow a couple days After I have my tonsils removed!

This blows, I love snow! I want nothing more than to go romp around outside in its crunchy white goodness! But no... for the next week and a half I'm stuck indoors, not allowed to do much... Bah!

This either wont stick around until I'm better, or if by chance it does, it will be really gross by then... So my only hope is that sometime in two weeks or more, it decides to whole-heartedly snow again! At which point I shall joyeously be outside enjoying myself!

Which means, prepare yourself Fallen, for you will be adventuring with me through the snow when that time comes *evil laugh*

On another note... I huuuuurt... and my voice sounds really weird...

Tonsils

Sat, 25 Nov 2006 23:11:57 GMT

Well, my tonsils are finally out. It's been two days so far, since they were taken out thursday morning.

Of course they had to make my surgery at 8 am, meaning I had to be at the hospital for 6:45 am *shudders*, I'm never up that early these days! Especially living here where there is typically lots of sound at night, right through till anywhere from 3 to 7 am... So as you can imagine, I got almost no sleep. Just spent most of the night snuggled up to Fallen, dreading what was coming.

Didn't take long before they had me in, and on the stretcher ready to go. Since I was still rather tired, and nervous, I was weird... cracking jokes left, right and center without really being able to stop myself. Most of the nurses didn't seem to get my sense of humor, but one or two did and joked along with me... If was a very Bennett morning, of jokingly grabbing the rails of my stretcher when they started taking me away, saying "nooo!! you can't take me!" and commenting on the lovely "straps of comfort" as my legs were strapped down before being put under.

I like to fight General Anesthetic, I find it more fun that way, to see just how long I can hold it off before my body gives out. They tell you to relax, even close your eyes and let yourself drift off... Bah! I look around the room, focusing on things, trying to keep my mind alert, and occassionally still trying to talk. I noticed an electrical outlet on the ceiling above me... There's something rather strange about an electrical outlet in the center of a ceiling in an operating room, right above the patient no less. What the hell do they plan to use that for? and How? Either way, I started seeing tracers from the anesthetic, so I had fun making patterns with the electrical outlet by looking around. It amused me, until my body gave out and everything went fuzzy, and then black.

I awoke to Hockey. Yes, hockey... My hearing was the first to come back to me (which I found interesting, since my first time being put under it was my vision), and I spent a good few minutes hearing male voices chatter about hockey... I don't remember exactly what I heard, just stuff about hockey, and I recall Wayne Gretzkey being mentioned at one point. Anyways, when I fully awoke, I was laying in a different room, with a nurse next to me. Being female she was obviously not one of the male voices I had heard discussing hockey related events, so in my daze I heard myself asking "umm... I'm sorry but I just need to check... was anybody talking about hockey?" and she informed me that the doctors who wheeled me back from the operating room had indeed been talking about some hockey games.

I was in pain, lots of pain... so the nurse tried to give me morphine, which I dont recall ever having before. Well I waited a good little while after having it, before informing her that it wasn't helping at all... She ended up giving me a few more doses of it, which still didn't even touch the pain at all! Instead made me feel lightheaded and dizzy, in a really bad way... so when she came back to try and give me more, I just turned it down... I'd rather deal with the pain than that weird feeling. All the nurses seemed rather surprised at this... the one tending to me even got a needle ready and came over to give it to me a little while later, I had to insist that I really didn't want any before she backed off.

I'm allergic to codein, and they can't give me anything like advil because its a blood thinner, which is bad after tonsilectomy... so I spent a good few hours in agony before one nurse came and asked if I'd like some extra strength tylenol. It's really weak compared to what they wanted me to take, but it was better than nothing... I choked it down, and at least it dulled the pain a little bit. A few hours passed, where I just sat there, curled up with my book and music, before they let Fallen in to see me. He was such a sweetheart, he has a problem with hospitals anyways, and doesn't do well in them, and yet he waited in the hospital the whole time for me! Well he came in and sat next to me, keeping me company for awhile.

After I'd been in the hospital for a good 8 hours or so, they finally said I seemed ok enough to go home. So I got to be wheeled out in what looked, and felt like a modified Walmart Shopping Cart, and came back home. I was dizzy, weak, lightheaded, and in a constant state of pain... but I still managed to talk at times, and drink water, and even get food for myself. I hate being completely bedridden, and having to ask others to get things for me... I hate the feeling of burdening others like that, so I did my best and managed a fair bit. Of course Fallen was always there, looking after me, since I wasn't supposed to be alone for the first night in case I started bleeding. Any blood, and I'd have to be rushed back to emergency!

Oh, I also found out something... Apparently my tonsils were abnormally large (well duh, I knew that), but what I wasn't aware of was that this meant that they were connected to a much larger surface area than most people... they went right along the sides to the very back of my throat, whereas most peoples just connect to a small spot on the sides. So the wounds in my throat are massive compared to how they should be... leaving a lot more surface to be in pain, hence the rather excessive pain...

The pain got to its worst point last night... even after taking tylenol, every moment was agony... I couldn't talk at all, and swallowing was almost scary... It felt like razors going down my throat if I swallowed, and I started shaking just from the feel of it... It's still really bad today, but I'm learning how to fight it. I just learned that I really shouldn't talk. Talking only makes my throat swell up and the pain get a lot worse.

So here I am now... sitting here, in a lot of pain, taking the occassional extra strength tylenol, and eating yogurt and popsicles when I can manage them... they don't actually soothe the pain anymore, they're just the least painful things to swallow, though still excrutiating. Fallen's not here anymore, he had things he had to do, so he went home today. At least I managed to snag a few movies from Movie Gallery while he was still here to drive me. So that should keep me occupied a bit.

Oh yeah, I've also got quite the ugly mark from the IV they put in my arm... because the needle popped out and sprayed everywhere (eek! that was cold...) when the anesthetist was trying to put me under.

Enlightened

Thu, 23 Nov 2006 00:36:02 GMT

Made some realizations, about myself, about life, etc... I tend to get these on and off a fair bit, but this was one more refreshing than usual. A fresh splash of water to the face after a hard workout. It made me open my eyes just a little bit more.

Nothing major of course, just little things that are only significant inside my own mind.

As it is, its nothing all that tangible either... They're things I couldn't put into words if I had to, yet they make sense to me. Simply visual, and emotional.

Splinted Times

Tue, 21 Nov 2006 19:12:28 GMT

Don't you just love misdiagnosis from doctors?

It's been a month and a half since I cut my finger at work, and I've been to a few different doctors over the course of time since then... but today was my first visit with an actual Physiotherapist.

All the doctors I've seen previous to this have looked at my finger, and pointed out the fact that the tip droops down instead of straight out like it should. It's a mallet deformation apparently. I also previously couldn't bend that knuckle properly. So to resolve all this they instructed me on bending exercises to build up mobility in the joint again. It's been helping with the flexibility, but the droop has only gotten worse over time...

So the physiotherapist looked at my finger today, and apparently the tendon did get quite severed, partially if not completely... and it turns out all these little exercises I've been doing have only been making it worse, by putting more stress on the tendon, and even causing it to tear further!

Now I'm stuck in a splint, 24 hours a day, for 10 weeks... I'm not allowed to let the joint bend even slightly. If I take the splint off to clean it, I have to support the finger tip, because if it bends at all, I have to start the 10 weeks all over again...

Wiiii

Mon, 20 Nov 2006 05:11:40 GMT

Well, the Wii came out this morning. Sadly I didn't have any money, so I was unable to get one just yet, but my roomate got one, which is good enough for now.

Last night was rather interesting. Fallen and I went to harrass Mike and Norman outside Future Shop, since they waited in line all night to get the Wii. We didn't stay there for long, but it was fun while we were there. Lots of neat people, and I got to see Tanya, and my wonderful little brother Josiah! Both people I hadn't seen in way too long, so it was great to see them again.

I ended up being spun around by Fallen and Norman... out of the blue they each took turns spinning me. When one would put me down the other would immediately pick me up and continue this strange form of gravity torture, lol. It was amusing, and resulted in me sitting on the ground afterwards for a bit to regain my sense of self.

We also went back later to supply the cold and tired group with donuts that we got from sevvy. Write-offs rock my meow!

Heh, I think I've officially weirded out one of the guys from work... He kept pointing out the weird little things I do. At one point saying "Ok, I just have to ask... what is with the little random dance that you do?"

Oh, today was also my last shift for now... I dont work for the next two or so weeks now... Until I'm well enough to be back on my feet.

A word of appreciation

Sun, 19 Nov 2006 06:28:48 GMT

After todays events, All I can say is Thank You.

Thank you for being there for me like you always are.

For being so wonderfully sweet and caring.

For being so cozy to curl up against, when all I need is to hear your heartbeat.

For always knowing when something is wrong.

For making me smile when it seems like nothing else can.

For holding me close when I have no more strength.

For wiping away my tears.

Thank you for each time you make me laugh.

For every loving word.

For your sweet smile.

For every moment I spend with you, good or bad.

Thank you for simply being you.

Random Update

Fri, 17 Nov 2006 21:12:15 GMT

Random little update since its been awhile.

Not much new as per usual. Getting better at my job at movie gallery... Actually got a compliment from one guy there who's usually rather uptight! He's training the other new guy, who got hired at the same time I did and has even had more hours than me so far... because of this I was a little worried that he'd be doing a lot better already, and they might start to get annoyed with me... Well at the end of my shift yesterday, I had a cross over point with the other guys trainer, so he got to see me work for the last half hour... After a few customers, I whimpered at the fact that I was fumbling (actually ended up dropping a movie on the keyboard, and throwing something behind me by accident, lol) and he just pointed out that at least I was learning quickly, especially compared to the other new guy. Needless to say this got my spirits up a bit.

I tried DDR for the first time the other day, and I'm already horribly addicted! I still suck big time, but I have a ton of fun and I'm slowly getting better. I just desperately need new shoes... I can't go for more than a couple hours before I have to stop because my feet are burning from all the blisters...

My surgery is in less than a week! I'm both excited and very scared at the same time... I hope it goes well.

Anyways, I think I'll leave it here. I'm pretty sure my typing woke up Fallen, who's curled up very adorably behind me. So its time to go harass him with snuggles!

Ouch...

Tue, 14 Nov 2006 06:25:42 GMT

I feel so... Useless... sometimes.

Apparently I should've been trying harder, even though I thought I had tried my best... I failed where others say they would have easily succeeded...

*sighs*

Though there is one thing I discovered today that I actually like about phones... You can have tears streaming down your face, and not have the other person know if you manage to keep your voice steady...