LGs

Do you know what bugs me ? the older guys hittin on the lgs.
So if you're not from 642 and have never heard of an lg than here we go, an lg is a little girl. but not just any little girl, a young girl who wears a lot of make up, waay to short skirts and waay too low shirts. A little girl who has succesfully turned herself into an older girl by changing the way she looks instead of the way she acts.
Now when we got into EMCS a lot of grade 9 girls started dating gr 10 guys, and even some grade 11 guys *cough*James Price*cough* but that was okay. I'll tell you why it was okay, 1. b/c the term lg hadn't really come around yet and 2. b/c the girls of our grade were considerably more mature than the ones in grade 9 this year.

I know you might be thinking, that's a little harsh and unfair. I really don't mind when people date people who aren't their age, it's quite common in fact. I've even done it myself a few times but it bugs me when the older person uses the fact that they're older to seduce the younger.
It wouldn't bug me if I didn't walk through the commons in the morning and see 4 or 5 groups of 6 or 7 girls surrounding by 1 or 2 guys in grade 10 or 11. They've got no confidence, it's not special. It's older guy showing off to girls they don't care about.

I used to get high for a living.

So I'm absolutely in love w/ this instrumental piece called Ocean by JBT (John Butler Trio) and the only thing that I don't like about it is that I have no way to reference it in my facebook status, twitter updates or msn name. Like when you're listening to an amazing song you just put your favorite lyrics into your update and then everyone gets the jist of it... I wish there was some way I could put a miniature of the sheet music for Ocean onto the computer. That'd be wicked.
For any and all of you who don't know who JBT is and have therefore never listened to Ocean in particular ; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6VAkOhXIsI0 There you go. Watch it, all of it. It's amazing to the last second and you should wear a helmet also... to prevent the splattering of your brain.
So yesterday went allright, it was blazin' hot !! We all got up (me earlier than I would have liked, it's hard to sleep w/ a cold) and lazed around a bit. My mom left early and my dad left earlier so it was just me, Dave & Onofre (my appologies for spelling it wrong previously). We went in about 1 to the Fall Fair/Bike Show/Chilli Cook-Off/Sookeini Race. I think our little shin-dig blew their mind, espescially Onofre's. Dave ate more chilli than he could handle, and Onofre loved the photography section of the fair. We all voted for Brody's Dad's bike at the Bike Show and laughed as one of the zucinni racers blew up their zuc w/ an illegal firework. Hazen joined us at the Chilli Cookoff, so he missed the bikes but got to expirience everything else =]
Then we went back to my place after renting a movie (alien vs. predator), the boys went downstairs and had a nap while I whooped Hazen's ass at Spite & Malice ! Hazen's amazing, but when it comes to cards .... haha.
Then we ate dinner (we told the exchange students it was skunk... took them a bit to figure out it was ham) and watched Alien vs. Predator. Dave had seen it before, Hazen thought it was funny, Onofre couldn't understand a word of it but loved the action shots ... and I was scared shitless. It was great fun, and Hazen left 'round 10. I then dottled off to bed, still not feeling well.
When I woke up this morning I felt a lot better. I've just lazed around the house today. The boys are out volunteering... I was going to go w/ them but I decided sleep was more important haha. I've been listening to JBT on repeat for hours now and have have been talking to Tamara on the phone for almost as long, it's great to catch up w/ her !
I'm trying to figure out what the hell to wear... this is such an ordeal and I wish it wasn't. It isn't an ordeal except when I have to dress for work 'cause I have to follow a strict dresscode pfft. Jeans and a tee-shirt aren't allowed. I wish they'd just supply us w/ a uniform.
I believe my grandma is dying. No, it's not that sad. She has severe dimensia but in the last few days she's gone downhill so much. Her body is starting to fail her and she wages a constant war against her mind. I got out of the shower today to find her crying in the kitchen b/c it was her bed time and she needed to get back to her bed but she was lost. It was 1 in the afternoon and our house is small, you can see her suite from the kitchen. I'm a bit worried, she seems to really not be comprehending things as of late. I guess we'll just see, but there really isn't much we can do anymore. She's got severe problems w/ her ankles which makes it hard to walk but she won't do what the doctors say so it's just making things worse. My mom is tired of being her mother's parent, it's really wearing her down but now more than ever my Grama needs help but I don't know how to give it to her and my mom is on the verge of depression.
Thank God for JBT, who I never would have found if it weren't for Hazen so thank God for him too.

umm .... pardon ?

So yesterday I went home at break, and slept for 2 hours. I was feeling really sick, but after my nap I felt a bit better. I got all my fall-fair entries in order and then Hazen came over. He'd been at my house for about 15 minutes when he got a call that he had to work that night and left soon after. That kinda sucked, but oh well.
I showered and then headed in to pick up the exchange students. We left at 530 (when we were supposed to arrive @ the church) but on the way we stopped b/c there was a squirrel in the road. We honked our horn to encourage it off the road but when it moved it was dragging its back legs. So we went over to Jennifer's house and got a bucket and a towel and went back for the little guy. We weren't able to find him afterwards, I felt really bad. Half an hour later we eventually made it to the church and met Dave & Enoufre (e-noof-fray). Dave talks a lot, but I think that was partly b/c he's super nervouse and Enoufre speaks hardly any English so he doesn't talk much at all. I'm sure by the time they leave I'll know quite a bit of Portugese.
I will post pictures of them as soon as I can, I keep forgetting to charge my camera battery.
This morning I woke up feeling more sick than ever. I took some cold medication and am going to try and find some one to cover my shift tonight.
I puked in the shower this morning, but don't tell anyone that. It's the fall fair, the chilli cook-off, their first day here and most importantly Hazen & my's 10 month. That's right double digits mofuckers.

Tie-Dye

so it's morning and I feel like shit. I got a really good nights sleep last night but to no avail, the ginger sneezes again. My throat hurts and my head is full and it's time to go to school. I just wanted to say why I'm going to school
1. Cara, Dominique, Lampe, Mara, Destany and I are wearing our tie-dye tshirts
2. I want to see Hazen.
3. I'm hoping Hazen can come over after, take care of me ??


The exchange students arrive today... GAAAH.

ginger snap ? ginger sneeze.

So school is interesting. I don't mind being back I guess but as I'm sitting in my classes I can't yet keep my mind focused... except in English. English w/ Mrs.Zanardo is my favorite hour (2 if I'm lucky) of the whole day. It's a great class, apart from being an awesome subject w/ my favorite teacher I've got a lot of friends in that class. Hazen (our only class together), Lampe, Cara, Shaelee, Kaitlyn and many more. I'd be great if Bekki were there too.
I like seeing everyone, for sure but I am finding I really don't enjoy my academics much lately which is something I used to love. I'm finding that I look forward all day to my English block, and math is actually my 2nd favorite. I know, holy shit right ?
yesterday was our first full day, and I got homework. Gaah Doneiki we're not going to get along if you keep this up. Then I went and hung out w/ Joe, my older brother. He's a commercial fisherman and is gone for months at a time. The night went as it usualy does, we all piled into the truck and went up Sooke. Hung around for a while and smoked some reefer. Then, as is the custom when it's a Joe & Emily day, we kicked everyone out of the truck (which gathers a lot of people... tailgaiting where ever we go) and headed into Langford. We had dinner at the Maygold Village and saw Inglorious Bastards... a good, if strange, movie.
I liked seeing Joe, it's always interesting. It's very chill. We ride around in his truck and he pays for everything. I liked seeing him but it was kind of bad timing since it was after my first day back at school and I was exhausted. On the way home I almost started crying at just how much I wished I was curled up next to Hazen under his warm covers, falling asleep in his arms. A few tears fell, unnoticed.
It was a good thing I saw Joe, 'cause he left this morning about 3 am. Today at school we started curiculum and I've got homework... it's English though so I don't mind. I'm feeling really sick, my throat is killing me and I keep sneezing. My mommy is making me some food since I just spent the past 4 hours helping her get ready. The exchange students arrive tomorrow... and it's time for me to do my homework and go to sleep... and yes I plan to be sleeping w/in the hour.

EMCS

I'm not ready to go back to school. I'm going back to school feeling like I haven't accomplished the summer that I wanted. I haven't smoked enough joints, haven't downed enough bottles. I haven't walked along enough beaches, I haven't swam in enough lakes. I haven't spent enough nights camping, and I haven't shopped enough.
I've worked too much, and fought too much. I've spent too much time wishing I was somewhere else.
I wonder if this is how I'll feel on the eve of my graduation, "no, no, please. I'm ready to grow up, I just don't feel I've done enough childish things yet..." School is school but for me right now it's also a dissapointment. School isn't somewhere I hate, in fact I usually like school one heck of a lot but it means the ending of my summer and I'm just not ready for that yet. 3 months ago I thought that I'd have the best summer ever, full of drunken nights and warm breezes. I've done a lot this summer that I've liked, I've had a decent summer but I spent way too much time wishing I was somewhere else, doing something else.
And what do I have to show for it ?
I have a strengthened relationship w/ Hazen. and I guess I should just shut up b/c that's good enough for me

Exhaustion ?

So I got my camera back. thank you so much Dad !!
I'm not going to blogg for very long, just give you a quick low-down.
today I got a lot of walking in. Walked from Stone Pipe to Hazen's, picked up my iPod and dropped him off some lunch, walked to SEAPARC and did my Skating Instructor's course for 4 hours. Walked from SEAPARC and met Hazen; then we proceeded to Subway then on to Markus's. Then I walked back to Work Link for the One Stop Shop, over to the doctor's, then up to the Church for a meeting.
1. I'm doing a Skating Instructor's course, and I'm loving it. Hopefully it can be a job for me !! Tomorrow we are teaching 3-5 year old's how to skate. I'm partnered w/ Carlee Hay... oh well. you win some you lose some.
2. Today was the first time I've seen Hazen since Saturday, we're not seeing much of each other these days.
3. I'm getting exchange students from Mozambique in 11 days !! (that's what the meeting was for)

Well I've done my homework, and uploaded my photos and now it's time for bed.