I was going through my LJ looking for something I had posted a while ago.

I couldn’t remember when I had posted it, so I was just browsing through.

I came across this post, which for some reason just made me laugh. I can still picture my dad doing it. Since I had written it before Pink-Spider.net was redone, it’s not on this site. I’d like it to be on the site, because I think it was a cute story, and my dad is awesome.

oh dad.
So, we’re in the living room. And my mum goes, “Hey, come here and teach me how to use the search thing on the thing”. I asked if she meant the TV or the computer, and she said the TV. She wanted to search for a program to find out when it was on, and she wanted to know how to do it for next time.

So I said okay, and got the remote from my dad.
We get to the screen where you type in the program name, and it says something like “Please use the on-screen keyboard to type in the program name you are searching for”, which is followed by a keyboard where you select the letters (using the remote).

My dad goes, “Wait a minute, I want to try something”.
He gets up and goes over to the TV. I thought he was going to try to make the picture more clear, because sometimes he thinks it’s fuzzy and tries to adjust it.

But no.
He takes his finger, and starts pressing the letters on the screen – like you would one of those touch sensitive screens at the ATM or movie theatre.

I said to him, O_O What are you doing?
And he goes, IT SAYS USE THE ON-SCREEN KEYBOARD.

No dad. No. That doesn’t mean you press the screen.
He sat back down all, I don’t know why it says use the on-screen keyboard.

Hahahahaha. He’s … not exactly totally in touch with technology. As you can tell.

since I updated last.
Again.

No reason really, just not a whole lot to say.
I’m back in Canada now, until Saturday when I have to leave at the ass crack of dawn. Not looking forward to that.

It’s freezing here, but it’s been nice seeing my family and friends.
Christmas was good. Same as every year, really. My cousin’s baby, Zion, is the cutest thing ever. Watching him and Watson together was absolutely hilarious, because poor Wattie didn’t know what to make of him. He started barking at the baby because he wouldn’t pet him… and you know how Watson is. Watson gets what Watson wants, so if you don’t give in he doesn’t know how to react, haha. He calmed down after a while, and kept trying to lick Zion’s face. The expression on the baby’s face was priceless.

Kat and I went to see Avatar in 3D… which was AWESOME. And 3D glasses are super hot.

Got my hair cut (needed it).

And… that’s about all.
Not really looking forward to the flight back, but what can you do.

I hope everyone had a nice Christmas, and has a wonderful New Years.

Where I don’t like answering the phone. I mean, my phone. If it’s a phone at work or something, that’s one thing. But my own person cell phone, I do not like answering.

I don’t know why.

I never have. As long as I’ve had a phone. Which really has only been about five years. Landlines, I’m okay with answering. But cell phones… I get really weird about. I don’t have any sort of odd paranoid thoughts about it, I just simply don’t like answering it.

SO. That brings me to today.

This morning, bright and early (at eight o’clock) my phone rings, waking me from sleep. I had to work at 9:30, so it’s not like it was the worst time to be awake. However, I didn’t recognize the number, so I didn’t answer. I do not want to talk to someone I don’t know at eight in the morning. It rang again. Different number, which seemed weird, but I didn’t answer.

It turns out, I have voicemail on my phone. WHO KNEW. BECAUSE I SURE DIDN’T. Not until I got some this morning.

From my mother.

Naturally, I called her back right away beacuse I thought maybe something was wrong. Why else would she call me at eight in the morning and on my cell phone no less, especially when I just talked to her on Tuesday.

Long story short, she just wanted to talk. Nothing was wrong, which is a relief. I also don’t know why it gave me actual numbers for the long distance call. O_O Like, it looked like a regular cell phone number… weird.

Cut to this evening after work. I get another call, but it’s “Blocked Number”. Again, I don’t answer it. It rings again… from the “Blocked Number”. So I figure, oh what the hell, I’ll answer it and see what happens. It ends up being Hideko, calling to make sure the number I gave her worked. Good thing I did answer it! It was really hard to hear her for some reason, because it was all muffled, but she’s on her way, so I’m excited.

I need to get over this not wanting to answer the phone thing though. I have no idea what it is. It’s not that I don’t like talking, I just really… hate answering. The same with things like Skype. I do not want to answer if people I’m not intending to call, call me.

Hm. This may come off sounding more crazy than I intended.

So I called my parents today, because it’s much cheaper to do so using Skype than the phone.

Everything is good at home. Found out a few pieces of news that surprised me, but aren’t of dire importance. I told my mum I had emailed her back on Thursday, but apparently she didn’t get it. We sat there going, I wonder why… for a while, and I kept asking her if she was sure she was using her email correctly.

Turns out, I’m a lameass and forgot to press send. I pressed save instead.
So I sent it off this morning, with an apology, haha.

I’ve been using Twitter quite a bit, and hope to make more use of it now that I get how to post photos and stuff. It’s easy, it’s fun. So if you want to follow me or chat on there, add me.

I am also trying to get my Wordpress to work on my iPhone. It doesn’t right now, but there must be some way to fix that. I guess I have the wrong code somewhere.

On a happier note, Julie called me last night so we got to talk for a bit! It was nice to talk to her, because it’s been a while since we’ve gotten a chance to.

… sadly, that is all.

So, again it’s been a while since I posted anything here. Although, lack of Internet can be blamed for that.

I’m really glad to finally have a phone, and the more I use it, the more I think that it was a good choice to go with be iPhone. All o need now is to get a pink cover for it. They didn’t have any pink in stock when I bought it, so I got blue. It’s a nice colour, but it’s not pink.

A week tomorrow is my birthday.
It’s kind of strange. Sometimes I feel like, wow, I’m almost 24 and I’ve accomplished virtually nothing. Other times I feel like I’m doing okay. Admittedly, I always thought my life would be a bit different than it is when I reached around this age. I’m not saying I’m. Of happy, I just thought things would be different.

Every time I go to the convenience store near work, if I check out with this one girl she always talks to me. She’s really nice, and even if it’s nothing huge, it’s nice when someone makes an extra effort like that.

On my birthday, after work, we’re all going to the Hard Rock Cafe for dinner. I think it’s nice that the school does that for everyone’s birthday, and since I really like everyone I work with, I’m excited.

My parents sent me a birthday present which came already. Two news shirts and some chocolate, along with a keychain and photos of Watson, my grandparents, my cousin and her new baby Zion, and the house. Especially the garden. My mum wrote comments on the back of them all, some of which were hilarious.

Yes… So none of this is terribly exciting. Looking forward to the June vacation because my wonderful brain twin is coming to visit.

I’ll have Internet again in just over a week so I’ll be able go update more and get back into the swing of S-T and such.

On a closing note, this took far too long to type out because I suck at typing on my phone.

Thank god for auto-correct.

I feel very unmotivated to do anything. And I’m tired of Watson bossing me around.

Now I know you’d think, … he’s just a dog, but my god he’s irritating and bossy when he wants to be. He whines and barks until you give him what he wants. Like last night, I made soup and toast for dinner and when my mum makes toast, she always makes him a piece. So he was expecting me too as well. -_-’

My parents called from the cruise and they’re having a good time. They said that every day, when they get back to their room, the cleaning staff has made their towels into animals. Haha. But it’s a different animal each night, which is pretty awesome. They’re taking lots of photos and enjoying the weather, and everyone’s getting along. So I’m relieved that they’re having fun. 

I had a point to this but I forgot what it was. So I’m going to end it.

So I probably went to bed way too late last night. I just wasn’t tired, and then I got to that point (which Ailea was LUCKY ENOUGH TO WITNESS <3) where I was so overtired, that I was hyper and everything was AMAZINGLY FUNNY.

Admittedly, I kind of love that. Once in a while.

Normally, I don’t have to get up early on Wednesdays, because I don’t go in to work until four, but my Grammy was coming over because she was going with my mum to Toronto to see The Colour Purple. Since they were taking their car, she came here to wait until my mum got home. So we just had some tea, and talked… and Watson was… well, Watson.

I swear he is the bossiest dog ever.

Once I’m up for the morning, I have a hard time actually going back to sleep. Like, up as in, have been out of bed. So I got ready for work, watched some TV, worked on S-T a little bit and wrote a bit as well.

Then tonight at piano, half the kids were just… not normal, haha. Stephanya was SO hyper, and had the hiccups, which would send her into uncontrollable laughter (she’s only six). Sophia kept giggling at… thoughts? I don’t know, she would randomly giggle for no apparent reason. Chayan kept getting side tracked and making up songs when we were supposed to be learning something new. I’m all for the kids being creative, trying out new things, and composing their own music, but we do need to get some lesson work done too.

Monday is ‘Family Day’. I’m not joking. It’s a new holiday the government created last year and while the premise is quite lovely, it is kind of silly. I guess it’s because there aren’t any real holidays between New Year’s and Easter. (Real meaning you get time off). Last year, we still had piano lessons on the Monday (I think it’s always on the third Monday of February) and practically no one came. So this year, Connie decided that it would be better just to reschedule. That meant I had to call a few of my students who I didn’t get a chance to reschedule this past Monday, to make sure that they a) didn’t come to lessons, and b) found time for a makeup lesson.

I adore my students, but I seriously hate calling people. I have no idea why, I just get so awkward on the phone (especially when it comes to answering machines… oh poor campground customers who have had to suffer through my messages). So I called Katey and she’s coming tomorrow, with Fiona, who was sweet enough to say she didn’t mind staying after her piano lesson, to teach Katey (it makes sense, because her mum is coming at that time, so it’s worth their while to come at the same time, you know?) Then I called Imran and Cherlene. Oh my goodness that boy is funny. Imran answered, and they weren’t there on Monday because he was sick. I asked him how he was, and he said he was still really really sick (and made it sound like he was dying or something.. you know, like the coughing up a lung sort of deal, hahaha).

I suddenly have realized, that I could talk about my students for … a disgustingly long time and that’s a little weird. Haha. They’re just great kids, and I’m so proud of them. I get too attached though, as always. That’s my problem with everything, isn’t it? I guess it’s a good and bad thing.

Tomorrow it’s back to the campground! I don’t know if what we’ve been working on for BYS got launched or not yet… I tried to finish on Monday, and I would have been, but I couldn’t login to about fifteen parks, so I couldn’t put their descriptions and photos up. I feel bad, because I feel like everyone has been waiting on me to finish it. :/

I’m kind of anxious to hear a reply from that one lady who emailed me, wondering if we had changed the rates / dates for the summer special on our website since she had last visited. (Because, I of course know when that was). I wrote back to her saying that we’d changed it before the New Year for our 2009 rates, but not since then and broke down why it was ZOMG SO MUCH MORE THAN SHE THOUGHT IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN. Her email was polite and all,  I just read / hear the same thing so many times (well, I have over the past eight years) that it gets tedious.

Okay. This is long, and pointless. Sometimes it’s just nice to write about whatever’s going on. Even if no one reads it, and even if no one really cares. It’s a nice outlet.