Lesson(s) learned..

Hello everybody! Long time no update.

This weekend was quite an eventful one.  I went to a party on Saturday (Hallowe'en themed) and it was mucho fun!  Now, many of you who know me know that I am not the party/clubbing kinda gal..nor the drinking sort either.  (Granted, when I go out to eat w/ friends, I occasionally order a drink).  Hmm..how many of you can sort of guess the direction this story is heading? :)

Let's see...I had 3 drinks, 1 shot and a sips of my friends' drinks..(just to see what they tasted like, of course.)  At this point I was feeling light headed but for the most part I was functioning like normal. Or so I thought?  When I left to walk home, it was the weirdest feeling.  The streets looked wider, and everything seemed more illuminated..it was oddly interesting.  And, when I walked in through the door, of course my parents weren't asleep because they don't go to bed early!  My dad laughed at my slightly drunken state..and my mom laughed too.  (Great parents..) She told me that if I was going to puke, the bathroom was only 5 feet away!   And also, at this point I had a mild throbbing in my head...

There was soup on the stove..a late night snack for my dad but I helped myself to some. BIG MISTAKE.  After I finished it, I went to the bathroom to wash up and head to bed. 

"Uh oh..err...." And there I was, perched in front of the toilet making a donation (a small one) to those Porcelain Gods.

So I after that I went to bed..and woke up feeling 110% better!

Now that was some party!

What have I learned? No partying after an 8 hour shift and especially no drinking on a semi empty stomach!

Currently Listening FutureSex / LoveSounds By Justin Timberlake see related

Love handles.

This is going to be lengthy. HUGE RANT. And I mean HUGE.

Oiy! (Don't you just love it when I start out with an "Oiy"?) Saw these amazing and adorable and comfy and haute Argyle runners (those ballet flat things...) at Le Chateau the other day. Well, Ames saw them first technically..but I tried them on They did not have any size 11s left..and the SA told me their shoes run big so I tried on the 10. Slightly too small! And here's the bogus/stupid thing: When they get a shipment in [per store], there is only one  size 11! That's ridiculous! As if there is only one person in all of Burnaby/Vancouver/Coquitlam/Richmond [wherever Le Chateau is] that is a size 11! So, I have to keep checking apparently to see if they get new stock in. So if you're a size 11 - back off! Haha, I kid. Sort of.

I hate my feet.

And in other news...it took about 2.5 hrs to get home from the fireworks finale (via public transit). WOW! Was that ever fun!  On Denman and Georgia, there were all these buses lined up in a row, waiting to pick up passengers. And I mean a lot of buses! But no, we did not take those, because we knew we had to get off and transfer onto the 19 or 22, and for sure the lineups for those buses were going to be ridiculous. So we trundled to Stanley Park and waited for the 19, where surprise! We just missed it and ended up waiting almost half an hour for the next bus. So we got seats. But, then a few stops later the bus started to fill up with passengers. And more passengers until everyone was wedged in like sardines.

This one really fat and ginormous Spanish woman who was really loud and obnoxious and drunk who was standing next to me (or rather crushing into me with her ass and "muffin tops"/love handles) with her caucasion Pimp and her other boyfriend-ish dude. She kept hitting me with her elbow as she tried to grasp the pole and she kept grabbing onto the window above my head. OH MY GOD SHE WAS PISSING ME OFF . She never once fucking apologized and I kept glaring at her through my hoodie everytime I looked up at the stupid bitch. Next, her pimp and her did those backwards dance dips thing and all of a sudden I had her hair in my face! And her armpits were always in my face too! Do you know how gross it is to be starting at someone else's armpit hair?!  She kept hitting me with her arms, flab and everything!!   Move your chubs elsewhere, you stupid cow!  Hmm..why didn't I just tell her to "Fuck off!"? I mean, I can only move into the wall so much.  And what's worse was that she didn't get off until the stop before me!

OIY!

Currently Listening Sometimes By City & Colour see related

Bus woes!

Ok. So there I was yesterday morning on my way to school to go to work.  In between Sperling station and Lake City Way the SkyTrain began to brake, speed up, brake, and speed up.  This got annoying - and people started to look up from their newspapers to see what the hell was going on. Then, it stopped right in the middle of nowhere for five minutes! What was even more annoying was how the SkyTrain control people never came over the intercom to give us a heads up. We just sat there. Finally, the Train arrived at Production station. But, the fun did not stop there! The 145 died! Right at the stop light at the entrance to SFU. So everyone got off - half the people waited for the next bus, but I was the other half that decided to walk - I had about fifteen minutes until I started my shift and I was scared that I was going to be late. So I walked - my God, it's hilly.  About five minutes into my walk, the 135 pulled over and gave everyone a lift. How nice! So, I wasn't late for work, but that was probably one of the worst mornings that I've had in a while.

Enjoy your weekend!

Currently Listening Room for Squares By John Mayer see related

DEATH TO eBAY

Well, to bargainfinds60. Well, on second thought I should save him/her some dignity and hide his name.  I mean, s/he does have pretty decent feedback. 

WHERE THE FUCK IS MY HOODIE?  

I've sent emails in regards to the item..and have heard nothing in reply.  It has been over a month.  I have only a week left to file a dispute [with PayPal]..but in the listing it clearly stated that seller is not responsible for lost items en route if you did not buy insurance. (Which, har,har, I did not.)  Go me. Should I still file a dispute? There goes $28.

And she turned 21...