The Only Thing That Should Run On You Are Your Feet, Bitch!

So today started out by waking up late.. like I knew would happen. I ended up finally hitting the road at 11 am. Way off of the 6 am start I wanted. None the less, I got into Calgary at a good time and I wasn't even speeding. Go me! We decided to go to the Anderson Station to catch the train down to the Passport Office and cuz of my leg, we missed the train by literally 2 seconds. Too bad concidering the train we did catch had some fuckin' drunk native cunt on it who tried calling me on and claiming that I was "looking at her husband". Fuck bitch, I was looking at the buildings. Then she continued to run her mouth about how "pretty girls like me are always looking at her husband. Go get a husband of your own" and blah blah blah. Yah that's right ya fuckin' junkie, like I want YOUR husband. Obviously he dosen't beat you enuf to knock some sense into your fucking alcohol hole. Stupid fucking douche cunt. I wanted to fuckin' take her out but thank god Cindy was there. I woulda fuckin' whaled on her so bad she wouldn't know Saturday from Monday. None the less, we made it to the Harry Hays Building, my hands still shaking with rage. I got my passport and I didn't even have to pay the express fee. I should have it between the 14th and 17th of March. 24 days til' I go to New York. Woo Hoo. Got Kernals and Mr. Sub and then I went to SouthCentre to get Jugo Juice and it was gone! They moved it upstairs and when we went to find it, they didn't have it set up yet. Like what the fuck! I want Jugo Juice and I want it now! I was gonna go to Chinook but then I remembered there was one in Deerfoot Meadows. Yah.. found it but, of course, it was closed. Jesus shit! Then the light bulb above my head went on again and I remembered there was one in Sunridge Mall... so up to the North we go. Got to Sunridge and *heaven music* there it is! FINALLY. SO needness to say, I got my Jugo Juice. After that, and missing our turn twice, we finally headed home.. er.. Medicine Hat. And so, here I am, Diet Coke beside me, the sound of keys from laptops and crunching of Kernals filling my ears and 3 weirdo cats and a dog who thinks he can fly running aimlessly around me, I am almost ready to end the day. Check Facebook like 2 more times, play a few games on MSN, check Facebook again, complain that my back hurts cuz I sat to long, then retire for the night. Sounds good. Ohh and drunk native cunt.. Have a good nite. Don't let the crack bite.

I Like New Things

I got a new laptop! Woot. Go me. I like it so much better than my last peice of shit. And the best thing of all.. it cost me nothing. Haha! My cat is in heat and oh god she won't shut up. When I get back from New York I have to get her fixed cuz this is gonna drive me crazy. I checked the Tyra Banks website again and still no tickets when we go. Oh well.. I'm gonna keep checking back and hopefully get some. I had a chance to get my hair done tonight and I couldn't go :( Booo! I wanted to get it done but I have WAY to much to do here. I'm so glad that I get to go home for a day on Friday. I miss it there so much. Jugo Juice and Mr.Sub. I'm gonna enjoy that after spending hours in the passport office. Ugh. I got my passport picture taken tonight and I kept getting this bad shadow. Thank god they fixed it. My dog is looking at me funny. Damn he's cute. Hayden Christensen is so effin' gorgeous but I still like Jakes. Anyways.. this is way short and sweet but I'm off.. time to go play some games haha.

World Bound

I decided to blog all the places I wanna go before I die. K here goes:

Canada

Vancouver (September 2008)

Edmonton

Regina

Winnipeg

Toronto

Montreal

U.S.A

Alaska

Los Angeles (was there in 1999)

Arizona

Las Vegas

Denver

Atlanta

New York

Florida

Hawaii

Chicago

Minnesota

Hot Exotic Places

Mexico

Jamaica

Domenican Republic

Cuba

South America

Costa Rica

Venezuela

Panama

Brasil

Europe

Spain

France

U.K

Italy

Greece

Romania

Norway

Sweden

Finland

Germany

Ireland

Denmark

Egypt

Asia

Japan

India

Oceania

Australia

New Zealand

Tazmania

Insert Title Here Cuz I'm Blank

So as I am sitting here listening to The Spice Girls, kinda makes me miss my past. I hate the fact of growing up. I miss the days of carefree and fun. Woot. Oh well. So I have successfully completed my 10 of 10. Thank God I have a day off tomorro. I was ready to blow something up if I had to work another day. I can't wait to go to New York. I paid Bonnie for my plane ticket. I am like 30ish bucks short for both Broadway shows but I'm sure I'll make that plus some on Sunday. Then all I owe is 398.68 to Meghan for the hotel. All the rest is mine. New York here I come! I am going to get my passport photo taken tomorro and then on Friday up to Calgary to get the passport. Time is going by so damn fast. I promise to write every night before I go to bed when I'm in New York. I'll also have tons and tons of pics on Facebook.
So it was another shitty day at work. Like usual. I'm going to Vancouver in July and then Hawaii in January. I need to travel. It's an addiction. I have a list of places to go. I wanna accomplish them. I will accomplish them. I need to wash my car. Good idea. Something to do on my only day off. Good riddence. Good night.

Sleepless In Seattle

Well.. I might not be in Seattle but I sure am sleepless. That's odd for me. Hmm? I have so many things on my mind right now. I wish for once things would fold into place. So just as always, the first 2 months have gone in this year. Where the hell does the time fly? Good thing is, I'm going to New York soon. Would it be bad to say that I haven't even applied for my passport yet? Probably hey. Once my licence comes in, up to Calgary I go. Might I add, this time, I'm getting Mr.Sub and Jugo Juice. I miss Calgary. I miss the tall buildings. I miss being happy. I hate Medicine Hat and all it's NOT worth. I hate my job. I swore to myself that I would be better this time and be the best I can be but it's drug me down so much. Mayza is staring at me like I'm on crack. The smallest of things are getting to me. Ugh. I hate it. And I also hate the fact that I'm craving ice cream. I've noticed lately that I'm always sad, negative and complaining. I really hope by me going to New York and having a "vacation" revives me. I also hope that I get tired soon so I can go to bed and then wake up and repeat all over again my wonderful life. I want ice cream. I think I've already said that. Yup.. sure have.

Good night moon..
Good night you..
I promise I won't hurt you like she did.

It's Time To Explode, My Valentine.

Welcome to my life, my life of a not so happy fairytale. Kinda contradicting to my title eh? Sometimes I just drift away to a place where everyone is happy and nothing bad is going on. Wouldn't that be nice to have that, tranquility every day. Wouldn't it be nice to know that everyone in the world is getting along. But of course, no matter where you turn, greed, backstabbing, murder, hatred.. it fills the streets like a caged animal let loose. Can a person actually have ONE good day where NOTHING goes bad? Maybe someone somewhere out there has experienced this phenomonon, but as for myself, I could only wish. Society has such a discusting image of what "acceptance" looks like. Not everyone was born with the "perfect" genes, or the fast metabolisim, or the rich parents that will buy you everything. We all bleed the same blood, we all feel the same skin, so why does it matter what color your skin is or what kinda clothes you are wearing? It makes me sick.

Kinda speaking on my own behalf now. I'm a server so I deal with a variety of people on a daily basis. Most of them old, (as I live in an old goat ville) make me sick with the "respect your elders" line. You know, maybe if the elders respected us younger people, it could go hand in hand. I am also sick and tired of people thinking just because I am a server, I am the dumbest fuck in the entire world, like I am a high school dropout with no future ahead of me. And they think serving is SO easy. Don't get me wrong, it's pretty slack compared to the demanding jobs out there but I would much rather haul ass in the oil field then deal with the cranky whiners who complain their eggs aren't over easy or heaven forbid, they got brown toast instead of white. But you know, women can't rig without their high school diploma but men can drop out of grade 8 and get hired right on the spot! (No hard feelings to all the testosterones out there) I would also like to see some of these pushy, cranky fucktards try to remember 9 tables drink orders in their minds, while balancing plates, manoevering around running children whose parents are to involved with their blackberrys to watch their offspring and dealing with the old goats who have asked for the 10th time for more coffee when in fact they've only taken a sip outta their cup and they know that I'm busy. I'll get to you. I know what I'm doing. Coffee is on it's way. Fuck off. I'm also sick and tired of people thinking that 4 quarters, 2 dimes and 7 pennies will pay your rent. Yes, I am bitching about my tips and yes you can comment me all you want but that is why I am in this industry. I could go work minimum wage wearing those golden arches and smelling like fry grease but I do what I do for the tips. Or lack of. Maybe it's just this city. Yup, I'm convinced. In Calgary, I made mad tips. I miss Calgary.

Kinda random and left unfinished but I'm done..