Archive for August, 2006

Locked down.

Thursday, August 31st, 2006

So this morning I woke up in a pretty good mood, considering the past couple of days I’ve been really bored and feeling miserable. I was all ready to have a different type of day, and especially in the sense that I was going to not sit at the computer all day long. I didn’t really feel like doing a half hour on the treadmill this morning, but not because I wasn’t motivated and feeling lazy, but more like because I felt two days in a row was good and I didn’t have to do it everyday. Anyways, so I got to work cleaning up and organizing my room because I wanted to do a run through of my packing and see how much room I was going to (not) have. Mom came in just as I was finished up my showering and we said hi and that was about it. I didn’t think much of it, mom’s not really chatty or friendly these days, and I was busy clipping my fingernails (because I gouged myself last night – Mike will attest to that, he heard me whimpering.) Anyways, so I threw out some egg shells that I had left out from last night and got to work on my room. I was just grabbing the broom to sweep up the floor and saw it – the note. “You left all the downstairs lights on last night and throw out your garbage.” I assumed that the garbage was referring to the eggshells – which I did before reading the note. I wrote back on it “You sure do know how to ruin a good mood.” I finished cleaning up my room and decided that my previous plan of a movie marathon was out the window, because I don’t even want to be in the same room as her. She apparently wrote something else on the note – but I’m not even going to read it. What’s the point? If she’s going to be so immature so as not to be able to communicate with me face to face, why should I even bother trying anymore? It seems like every time I try at all, I just get shot down. I was even thinking about doing the dishes before I saw the note.

Now I’m just thinking – how the heck am I going to get through the next 47 days. I pray I get more hours at work, otherwise I am just going to explode.

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Grade Primary

Tuesday, August 29th, 2006

Grade Primary is one of the easiest years to remember, even though it was quite long ago. The reason for that is mainly because it is the only year that I spent at the French school in Pubnico. There were two primary classes I think, but for some reason there were only 3 girls (including me) in my class. The other girls and I became fast friends (which didn’t last two days after I transferred).

Since it was so long ago, my memories are short little snapshots. But I have a lot of memories pertaining to the playground. (Who doesn’t? That where all the action was!) That year was the one they installed a new playground, one of the fancy schmancy all-plastic things. It had a tunnel slide, see-saws, and some Indiana-Jones-esque thing where you hung on to two handles suspended in the air and you could swing from one tower to another. I thought this particular part rather risky and I think I attempted it once and fell the two feet to the ground, and gave up. I wasn’t really an adventure-loving kid anyways. I remember this girl from the other primary class that I used to play with on the see-saws often, and the weird thing is that her cheeks looked like they were going to explode. They were really puffed out and veiny. Lucky for her, she grew out of it. There was an eighth grader who took to me as well, and we would play in the huge tires that were placed around the “big kid” playground. Yes, we had segregated playgrounds. Probably made sense. This was unfortunate because the swings were on the other side of the playground and those were by far my favorite. I had a swing-less year. I also had the unfortunate accident of running on the paved part outside the school, falling, and skinning both of my knees quite badly. I still have a bit of the scars.

The classroom wasn’t nearly as exciting. I think that my teacher was named Madame Yvette, but I could be wrong. I remember nap time being pretty interesting. The teacher would play a record (yes!) and we would all put our heads down on our desks for like 10 minutes or something. I don’t think it was very long. It was also my first “show and tell” situation. While I can’t remember what I brought, someone else brought kittens! Of course the class went nuts over that. We also had our first “religion” class, which is quite common in the French schools around here. Basically what we did in our religion class was the teacher would hand out letters and whoever got the letter M would get to put a rosary on the Virgin Mary mini-statue. Once I told my mom about it, she had me transferred to the English school before you could blink an eye. She told everyone it was because she wanted me to have friends closer to me though. I have a bunch of schoolwork from there that mom saved, but most of it is really just art projects. We did French work and some math but it was minimal.

Primary is when I was first fully conscious of how much I hated Halloween. I was all excited about going to school dressed as Minnie Mouse and when the time actually came, I don’t think I even went. My mom took me trick or treating that night and I screamed at the first house we went to, when the person who answered the door was dressed up looking scary. I don’t really leave the house on Halloween to this day. Another memorable holiday moment was the Christmas play. I was an angel, and I had one line, something about the Star of David being broken and having to fix it. I apparently called out “HI MOM!” in the middle of the show. I don’t actually remember doing it, but I’ve been told the story a few times.

I liked a lot how the French school incorporated the grades together and got the older kids involved in the younger’s lives. We had reading buddies to teach us reading or just tell us stories, we often went to go see plays by the older kids, and we would have events for all the grades. I found that changed a lot in the English school I went to. Sometimes I wonder how I would have turned out had I stayed in the French school, but I guess I’ll never know.

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Postman Delivered

Thursday, August 24th, 2006

I know it’s been awhile since I last wrote, but really I have not very much to write about. I’ve been working more lately, I’ve only had two days off in the last week or so. That suits me just fine! I’ve been finishing up my distance course, only one essay left to write so that’s pretty awesome. I’m going to start on that this weekend.

But I did get my letter from the consulate finally, so it appears as though my chapter in Nova Scotia is ending … in late October. Bah. I actually have known this for awhile, I called the consulate on Tuesday. So I’ve known since then, but I was hoping that he mispronounced September on the phone. Unfortunately, the letter showed in hard-to-miss bold font that my date is October the 23rd and it’s at 9:30 in the morning. Hopefully that will mean Mike and I can return to the hotel by 11am and go back to bed! I’m looking forward to our little vacation, I just hate how long I have to wait when I was so certain it would be in September. Darn that lady for lying to me!! It really sucks.

So now we just have to make the necessary arrangements, flight and hotel and everything. Alley is going to need to get her rabies shot given again because hers expires in October. I knew I should have waited on that. Oh well, she is due for another checkup anyways.

Anyways, I think that’s all from me, I’m just going to be working and possibly gymming and keeping myself busy as I have been. I’ve got cross-stitching, World of Warcraft, and a few scrapbooking projects on the way. Hopefully the next two months will zoom by and I’ll actually make some money! Ha!

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Languish.

Sunday, August 13th, 2006

So it’s been awhile since I made a new post. I really don’t have that much to talk about since that time that I called the consulate and found out I should be going home in September. I’ve been studying, playing World of Warcraft and working occasionally. I got two shifts next week, which is good because I only had one last week. I sort of feel like the job was misrepresented to me as to the amount of hours, but whatever. It’s only for another month or so. Tomorrow is the start of our employee buying spree and I’m going to keep it down to a low roar I think. Not going to go crazy and get like $200 worth of stuff. I just can’t justify it, as much as I love the stuff there. I’m just hoping that the consulate wasn’t joshin’ me and that I’m here for another few months. That would stink a little bit, since I would need to buy more clothes and bah – it would just suck. Although I don’t think I could stand getting so few hours after I’ve finished up my distance course.

As for the course, I’m trucking along. I just finished up my first essay and submitted that. I’m hoping that it’s up to snuff and I won’t have to rewrite it like I did the last one. Usually when I think I did a crappy job I get an A so maybe I will this time too, although any pass mark would be fine with me. I just really want to get this over with. I’ve started making notes for my second essay and I’m thinking that while I wait for my materials to come in that I ordered, I will start reading stuff for my third essay so I will know what materials to order. If it didn’t take so long for them to come in, it wouldn’t be so bad. A week or so is quite some time. I only have until the 20th to hand in my second essay; well I would like to anyways, since that is the day that my tutor leaves for her vacation. Tomorrow I have to call Acadia back and figure out how long I have before my marks absolutely need to be in so that I can graduate. My tutor has been really helpful and accomodating for me convocating on time – which is really nice of her, I think. A lot of tutors would say, well that’s your problem. So I’m going to try my best to get everything in on time for September 8th. I’ve got a little bit less than a month, so here we go.

It’ll be nice to have everything here wrapped up and be in Texas. I would LOVE to be able to there for the weekend of the 17th because Mike and I are invited to a meet-up with Brian & his wife, Lisa, and Mark, and that same weekend I’m invited to a wedding shower for our friends – and they are probably both in Dallas so it works out pretty awesomely. Unless of course I get stuck here as usual. I’m tempted to call the consulate again to find out when my appointment is, but I don’t want to be a bug. The next few weeks will be more of the usual I expect; studying and then playing WoW whenever I get bored of that. I’m trying not to travel too much because the gas money is killing me. I’d be happy if I only had to fill up once more before the big move. Anyways, tomorrow should be a fun day as long as I manage to keep my spending down to a minimum. Nice wish – but I’ll try! I’m hoping to have Montreal news really soon, so we’ll see how that goes. Stay cool, everybody!

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The Light at the End of the Tunnel

Friday, August 4th, 2006

So it looks like I might have an interview in September. I still have no idea what date and I won’t know for another three weeks, but any news is better than none at all. I’m so excited to leave this place that I can hardly sit still. This house is just not big enough for two people, especially not when my mom is so demanding and nosy and nitpicky about everything. I need to get out of here, and I’m glad that by my birthday I’ll most likely be with my husband.

Tonight I’m having supper and a visit with my sister. We’ve been getting along swell lately and it’s nice to have someone in the family that I can tolerate! Since Dad died we’ve become pretty close and it’s nice. I’ll miss her when I leave, probably more than my mom! Not that I hate my mom or anything, but living together is not good. We’re so much closer emotionally when there is distance between us. She’s too nitpicky to be close to when we’re under the same roof. She’s gone for the weekend so it will be a nice reprieve.

I have no idea if I’m going to be able to finish my essays in time for the September 8th deadline. I’m gonna give it a try but I’m really not holding my breath. I don’t want to devote my entire life to this course and be exhausted by September for something I paid to have 6 months to complete! We’ll see how it goes, and maybe Acadia has a bit of leeway in that department. I’m going to give it a shot, like I said, but I’m not going to go crazy over it. If I have to graduate in May – I have to graduate in May. No big deal.

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