waiting

i hate this whole waiting game. i'm supposed to be hearing about a job today, and here i am sitting by my phone wasting my day away. can they not just give me a time and say we will have called you by (blank) time if you got the job. bah!!!! frustrating. if i don't get this job i have no idea what i'm going to do. you see my class was canceled, so the only reason i moved down to vancouver is gone. then if this job doesn't work out what else am i supposed to do. i almost wish that i could just pack everything up and move back home, but i can't do that now. i feel like my life has been put on hold!

starting to settle in

so the place isn't too bad...my room is super small but i have manged to fit all of my crap in. only two more boxes to unpack. the only thing that is really getting to me is the animals...bah!!!!!! i've cleaned up soooo many messes from her stupid dog, and the house just reeks of animal piss. not to mention the four dogs up stairs that never shut up....GAH!!!

stressed

so i am incredibly stressed at the moment. there is all this stuff that needs to be done, but i know with every box i pack i'm saying goodbye to this life.

its just sucking having to say goodbye to everyone, and i just don't have that time to be able to say goodbye to them all. and those i really want to get rid of just stick around...bah. i just don't want to leave this comfy place where i know everyone, i feel safe, and i know i have a support system.

back in highschool i knew everything would have to change, but i didn't think i would be the one to go and change it all.

One Week

So i have officially one week to pack my whole life up into cardboard boxes. It seems weird that i am finally here ready to move. okay well not really ready...i'm scared and i don't want to leave my comfort zone, but i know i need to move. i need to fallow my dreams, and i need to get out of this house.

its really not a horrible home here. i love my mom and my sister. its just that my step-father makes life a little unbearable at times. really i just feel like i am an inconvenience in his life. not only has he told me i'm not his daughter, but if i ever ask anything of him that might interfere with his plans for snowmobiling . its like i'm either talking to a brick wall, or i just get more crap than a city dump can hold. he even knows how to pull off "the look".

anyways enough ranting. i just wish that the whole film industry would just move up here to kelowna so i could just stay put, and not have to worry about moving, rent, a job, food. BAH! i'm just a little stressed.

Upcoming

So here i am on the verge of a new adventure in life. i'm moving away from my comfy home and moving to the big city. frick am i nervous.