I have ever heard

The home button of my iPhone is sticky. It's driving me mental. Most people I have shown can't tell the difference. I surely can. I press it around a thousand times a day. I sure as heck realize how much I use it now that it doesn't work properly. Researching it online I found that apparently it's a somewhat common issue that has been previously raised by owners of earlier models. You'd think that Apple would look into such a thing, especially considering it's such an instrumental component in the userface. REALLY. 
Maybe I'm just pissy because I can't find any chocolate in this goodness-forsaken abode. Not even any emergency chocolate. I can't buy emergency chocolate (chocolate purchased in advance in anticipation for emergency cravings of said chocolate) because I eat it right away. Usually on the way home. 
Alas, I also refuse to go get some, on the grounds that under no circumstances will I be seen buying a hot fudge sunday alone on Valentine's Day. Not gonna happen. Maybe if I inhale this cocoa scented candle deeply enough I can fool myself. That's not considered huffing, is it?

I could have been anybody else.

I wish my neighbors weren't having a rave right now. I'd probably feel differently if I were one of the loud drunk girls. Much differently.

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One of the drunk girls is alternating between yelling and rapping now. Someone save me. I would rather listen to coyotes.

what did you say?

Today I rewarded my good eating and spending habits. By purchasing onion rings. With my VISA How does that even make sense? I don't know. But I wanted them. I drank a lot of green tea today, does that cancel it out? Just say yes.
Tomorrow I will eat healthier. Wait. Tomorrow I am going to IKEA (for the sixth time in 2 months). IKEA has delicious $1 breakfasts. I cannot afford to pass that up. Sunday. Let's start Sunday. Sunday I begin a balanced, nutritious life. Or I balance the onion rings with copious amounts of green tea. I think I like that one better.

from one day to the next I can change.

I should really start upacking my clothes, although it is becoming increasingly more tempting to keep them in their recycling bag homes until I need each piece. At that rate I'll be unpacked by summer. Oo summer. Summer can't come fast enough. My friends and I are starting to plan our fourth annual camping trip. I can't wait to be able to kick back in the dirt for a weekend in the sun. Unfortunately last year I was mislead to believe I was much more tanned than I actually was. When I came home and showered I watched it go down the drain. Goodbye dirt tan.
Speaking of tanning; I made a promise to myself not too long ago to never fake tan again. As much as I would like to be consistently sun-kissed, I'd rather not deal with the long term consequences; ie melanoma and leather-hide-syndrome. Besides, fair is in. Right? Right? It's...classic. Funny how a couple hundred years ago you would be considered poor looking if you were thin and tanned. Nowadays it's the opposite.
I will wear my sunblock this summer.
...maybe.

we get by just fine here on minimum wage.

 Tonight is the last time I will sleep in this room. 
I have lived in this house for one year, six months and three days. 
I have lived in Bradner for 16 years. 
It's not a big move by any means, 20 minutes away. I'll be closer to town,  to work, to school (if I ever go there again) and I'll be saving money in the long run. 
I've had some great memories in this house. 
Toga party, tight and bright party, St Patricks Day party, Halloween Party, the Masquerade. Wow. Lots of parties. But I swear I'm not a party girl. 
Ive been through a few roommates too. Only one consistent (it helps that her parents are the landlords) but four others in the time span I've been here. 
Don't get me wrong, I'll miss this place, but it's my time to go. It has been for a long time. I dont feel like I can move forward with my life if I'm still here. Partially because I can't save up money with $300 hydro bills sneaking in the door. Huh. 
I'll also be feeling a lot safer. I'd never felt unsafe in Bradner before - and then I got robbed. It creeps me out to know some stranger was rifling through my things. Luckily, they only managed to get things I can (in the long run) replace. One of the benefits of having a messy room. (On that note, the police officers who responded to my distress call may or may not have asked if my room had been ransacked. Heh. )
So tomorrow I move my life (and all the crap i have somehow accumulated over the past year and a half) across town and into an itty bitty apartment. 
I'll have a new big girl bed in my new big girl place. Am I a big girl now? 

bring it all back

I think 2010 me would be proud of 2011 me.
RE:
Within the past two months, I think I've really started to make life happen.
New job, new place, new relationships and new socks.
I'm super looking forward to being able to start saving properly and start doing more things. Oh, it will all snowball from there. Speaking of snow - is this winter? Where is my wonderland? This is rain. Rain main drain plane. Let's go on vacation!

I hope I don't drop my phone in the bath.

It sure seems like everything changes at once.
Isn't it funny how one moment can change everything?
Isn't it funny how one moment can break everthing?
How one decision, one chance, one word can flip your life around?
Speak now, act now, love now. - live now.
Don't forget yourself while you're reinventing yourself. We'll miss you.
You'll miss yourself, too.
My bath water is draining. I wish I could fix the plug.
Maybe I will bathe in my flooded laundry room instead.
Help me find the road you're on, just need directions hope.
Draw me a map that leads me back to you.
Because I'd much rather be somewhere with you.