For the Man of my Dreams

So by special request of Joshua I will update my blog. It's been far overdue anyway!

My last blog was about my epic failure in my last anatomy exam...so what has happened since then...

Did I even talk about my near death experience yet? I was driving back to Regina last weekend, and just outside of Chamberlain I lost control. I don't even remember the moments before it happened. All of a sudden I was just spinning. My first thought was "I should let go of the wheel...let Jesus take it like in that song". Thankfully I didnt haha. Managed to get out of the spins and into some fun fishtails. And by some miracle I stayed on the road and not in the ditch. So I sat there and shock like a leaf for a while, then just kept on going. The rest of the trip was horrible. The roads were slick and no one was doing more then 50, me included. I was not impressed.

Last week was a blur. There's been more drama in the house of course. Kylee ran out of money, shock surprise, and so she's crawling back to get what she needs then fucks off again. So thats been up and down and all over the place. Two more weeks until I move, thank our Lord and savior.

Thursday's clinical was good. I'm growing super fond of my client :) she's just the sweetest thing on this planet. Learning lots too, although no one seems to want to listen to my stories about the stuff I have to do haha. Apparently it's "gross"
lame

After clinical I showered quickly then drove home to Saskatoon :)
I miss home, just being back in the city and having things be familiar is wonderful. I can't wait for December.

That night was Cortlin's farewell among the friends at Bugsys. It was fun, nice and chill. I was craving the wings for weeks until I actually ate them haha. Just not that great anymore.
Around nine Cortlin, Kayla and I went to the airport to pick up my mom who was flying in from Arizona. She didn't know that Kayla had made the trip to town so she was pretty thrilled to see her. Until she found out that Kayla had drove on her own haha then the worry kicked in.

Friday morning Kayla and I went out and about for a bit, didn't accomplish anything though haha. Then I met the love of my life Brittney for coffee :D it was grand. Lots of laughs were had by all haha.
Friday night was my uncle's 50th birthday and they wanted me and my sister and cousins to bartend. Cortlin came as well which was good. I had alot of fun, there was a ton of people there and it was catered by some place that only does appetizers. I freaking love finger food. To death.

Saturday morning I didn't do too much. Hung around, then went and made an artichoke dip for Cortlin's family going away dinner. That started around six. Matt and Boots came as well which was nice, and the Germans and Hendriks. I miss those guys lol. Played lots of catch phrase, drank lots of terrible martinis. It was grand.
Best part was that I was allowed to sleep over on account of it being Cortlin's last night. SO we watched the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows prt 2 haha. Best. Time. Ever.

If anyone is not yet aware, Cortlin got a job in Burstal, just outside of Medicine Hat. Which sucks. I'm happy that he found a job, but I decided I accept my selfish feelings that this is a terrible occurrence as I am a total pessimist and expect the worst for us. But with constant reassurance that everything will work out I am trying to cope with it.

So Sunday was a little tearful for me, which Corltin just laughed at. Nice guy lol.

drove back to Regina with Paige, who is in my class. It was fun, really fun. I like having someone to talk to on the oh so boring drive.

And now it is Monday and my classes ended at about 12:30 so I now have the afternoon to work on my essay presentation. Mother is coming to Regina for the next couple of days for work so I'm excited to show her the conditions I currently live in and then my new place.

OH
So...this morning I go to take a shower. I have body wash, conditioner and shampoo that I cluster together and then stick my loofah on top of so that it drys. So I go into the bathroom today and my loofah is on the window sill...and its moist. I haven't been home all weekend....fuck off, someone used my god damn fucking loofah. SO I inspect it, only to find a short black hair on it. I don't have fucking god damn short black hair.
So I made a very long, very threatening, unladylike note and stuck it in the bathroom.

I may still have to murder the whole house to make my point though.

Oh, and Joshua. For the Christmas thing this year, what do you think of this idea...instead of drawing names, should we just do a "everyone bring a 20-30 dollar gift" and we can do a exchange randomly? That way if people are gay and don't come, or can't come then we don't have to worry about fixing things. Plus I want a potluck. And if we do it on the 30th or later it can be at my house because my parents are gone.
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