Morning of fail:

In an attempt to wave back to one of my co-workers, I tripped over my foot, then over the stool in my office, and then tripped once again and spilled my iced tea over my desk.

Yeah.

Graduation was on June 25 and now...high school is done! It feels like it went by so fast; I still feel like I'm in tenth grade.

Things have been pretty busy lately (holy crap, it's July already). I still have to do OSAP and work out my university budget, and shop, since between Sam and I we only have six plates, a Magic Bullet, and a crock pot (and maybe a convection oven). We move in to our dorm room on September 6, and I leave Cobourg September 5. D:

Two of the seasonals at the campground are in the hospital. Mr Pritchard either is out now or gets out of the ICU tomorrow, and Mr C will be back in a few weeks. It changed the atmosphere completely. Twenty five of our sites are seasonal couples, and they're all friends; everyone is really worried (and I'm a little freaked out myself).

It sounds a little strange but my work could easily be a sitcom (it would probably get cancelled but, still. A sitcom). Some of the stuff that happens is just so ridiculous or random that I can't really believe it's happened- and half of the people we get there seem fictional (I love my job- I'm making more money than I did at Subway and I don't go home smelling like bread, plus I get to talk to people for most of the day). I wish I could take a videocamera around with me during the day just to show what goes on...because no one believes me. ;) It's just an environment you have to see for youself; it's a little town within our little town!

My Friends page seems a little dead lately (I'm one to talk, though; ha). I hope you're all doing well and having a good summer :)

Good night!

I've been watching organizers  since January, but I'm too intimidated to post my own planner- it hardly compares to the ones on there (you guys think I'm crazy? Go see these). On a related note: I was wondering if anyone knows of a program similar to iCal (though obviously not as good) for Windows XP? The only thing I have is Microsoft Works Calendar and I can't say I care for it.

Prom pictures and party pictures whenever I get around to it.

Happy June :)

Prom is on Saturday! I can't believe how I've gone from 'FUCK YOU I HATE PROM' to 'Hooray prom'. T_T I'm quite excited, though. I bought my shoes yesterday and finished my shopping today.

In other news, SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE IS STARTING NOW AND I CARE MORE ABOUT IT THAN I DO ABOUT PROM.

I'll update soon. =/

I leave for New York tomorrow morning and I'm not really all that excited at the moment. It'll probably change when I actually get there but it just feels like there's too much 'drama' already, too many things to work out. I've got to go pack, but before I do, I present the entire reason I'm posting tonight:

HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY, BENJAMIN!

I'll see you guys when we get back on Sunday.

It's late, I can't sleep.

I loved last night. I went for coffee with Alex and she and I just walked around, like I did all summer. We sat on the sings by the beach and talked, for a long time. I miss having her around, but I think her being away will make us better friends.

She lives a different way entirely from where my street is, so I walked home alone. It's half an hour from where we were to where I am now. I loved the quiet. I love how we have empty streets at night, and I love that I can walk alone and not be in danger. I can be completely alone in the middle of town.

The more I think about this, the more I don't want to leave.

Master Corporal Scott Francis Vernelli, Corporal Tyler Crooks, Trooper Jack Bouthillier, Trooper Corey Joseph Hayes. Rest in peace.

I got angry with my old Twitter and ended up wiping it out.
Don't get creeped out if I add you again!

caughtthestars@twitter

Last week was definitely not a good week. I was so angsty. D:

I've almost gotten everything together for university! I guess the last step is sending in my residence forms, and textbook fees...and general tuition fees, heh. I'm really quite relieved to be going to university already knowing people- I'm rooming with my friend Sam, and Whitney's going to be at the same school...in all I'm going to be knowing four people in Ottawa. It's not a lot, but it's still something. I know I'll meet new people and everything, but I find it kind of comforting that there will be people from home.

I went to see Watchmen last night with Sam, Ben, Sam's friend Ian and a guy named Nigel. I thought it was a pretty good movie- I expected more, I guess- but there were parts we found funny that I'm sure weren't supposed to be all that funny. :|

Also...I've missed the past three episodes of Heroes. D: I got home from the movie late last night, and the previous weeks I...just wasn't interested. *shame*

Thought I should update with something to counteract the complete angst of last post. ;)

 -Mackenzie

Marc Diab. 112. Rest in peace.

We got the satellite dish hooked up today. We've gone from having ten channels to ten billion. It's kind of frightening. 

I just found out that my friend Alex is switching schools. Some earlier events in the year as well as a recent 'You-can't-come-to-my-house-no-one-likes-you' debacle she was faced with kind of caused her decision, but I can't help but feel guilty. I've know this girl since seventh grade and, although we haven't been close that entire time, during the years we've been in high school she's become one of my best friends. We don't always see eye to eye, but I know I can tell her things, and I know I can get her honest opinion. I just feel like I haven't been the best friend lately- we text each other, and we talk at school, but we don't really hang out anymore; I feel like I kind of took her for granted, and now she's leaving.
The recent 'no one likes you' thing involved Alex being uninvited to a party. She cried when she told me; she thought that she was being uninvited because she (in her mind) was being a bitch, because no one likes her, etc, etc. The whole situation made her feel horrible- I wish I could have done more in this situation. If you know me offline, you probably already know how I feel about this; in any case I don't think I should go on about it here, exactly. I'm really going to miss her. I know we'll still be friends, but it won't be the same. She's literally across town, on a different schedule, with different people. It's definitely going to be different.

I'm off to tutor...and then, HEROES TONIGHT. :D

 

I just got telemarketed on my cell phone from a number from- according to the results of my angry Googling- San Gabriel Valley, California. I live in Ontario. I am pissed. I always feel bad for telemarketers when they call my house and my parents hang up on them...but when it's not even a person- it was a recording, dammit! A recording!- calling my phone and talking to me about a cruise or something...you start to see this whole telemarketing thing from a whole new perspective. I missed a call last week that was from a 909 area code (also California?) which I'm assuming is the same thing. I can't figure out how they got my number- it's supposed to be completely private, I don't give it out in surveys, on on applications...or anything. *headdesk*

Also, everyone seems to be in an uproar about Stephen King talking smack sense about Stephenie Meyer (here).It's a good excuse to use sparkly text, first of all, and also...it amuses me. I agree completely: she's not very good. It's a good story (er, for the...most...part) but her writing...her writing is...She's not atrocious; she's just not very good. When I write, really write, it's completely different from the way I post on here. This is more casual and more personal...she writes her books like bad fanfiction and, although I'm not an amazing writer, I know I can write better than Stephenie Meyer.

The fans need to calm down. Stephen King can say what he wants. Even if I didn't agree with him completely, it's unlikely I'd say otherwise- the man kind of scares me.

Lately, planning for university has sort of taken over my life. I'm kind of tired of it. I'm scared and worried about moving out, living on my own in a huge city where I know no one. I know it's important for me to have a plan, to get everything in order now, but I just need a break; I don't want to discuss university with my family right now. When Whitney, Sam and I go up to Ottawa on Thursday to look at campuses, I'll start worrying all over again. =P

Having said that...I can't stop looking at the dorm rooms over at ourbedrooms. There are some pretty cute ones :D

Exams finished up today, so I more or less have the rest of the week off to sleep before we start second semester on Monday (World Issues, World History, English, Spare). I've been surprisingly motivated to clean my room lately- today I think I'm tackling my closet. I'm so sick of the clutter! I like to keep everything (ex. "Oh, hey, grade nine math homework! Maybe I'll need it later!" ...I don't even take math anymore. Jesus), so there's a lot to go through- at least I'm doing something relatively constructive. :)

Oh, yeah- I had my first driving lesson a couple of weeks ago. I don't know why I didn't post about it at the time, but it's likely because A) I'm lazy or B) I was too traumatized to talk about it.
First off, my driving instructor- Kevin- yells a lot. Not in an angry way, really; he just gets overexcited about driving. However, when he yells at me to brake, or yells at me to go over the speed limit by another ten mph, we have a tiny problem. He's a bit...eccentric, I guess, but I absolutely hate driving with him. Also, some asshat was shaking his fist and tailgating me for a good ten minutes before finally seeing the damn 'DRIVER IN TRAINING' sticker on the back of Kevin's car and simply passing me. I'm sure it'll get better, but if all else fails, I have a bike.

I feel weird following up something like that with something happy.
However...I got accepted to Carleton University (unless my marks drop severely)! I can't accept the offer until May, I think, and they're my second choice (U of O is my first), but...yay! =P
 

Why I Hate Subs and Everything To Do With Them
Tonight we almost
Ran out of bread at Subway.
Just thirteen loaves left!

...A kind of incorrect haiku to express my tiredness and work situations. Happy belated New Year. I'll post something real soon.