IT HAS BEEN A WEEK SINCE I LAST UPDATED MY BLOG.

I have something I want to write, but I’ll likely save it for when I’m not at work.

Right now, my stomach really hurts. I think I ate too much, too fast. Or maybe just enough, and too fast. The main point of this, is that I think I ate too fast and now I have a stomach ache and it’s incredibly uncomfortable.

I finally went to the bank yesterday. I had stored up five pay cheques, which always makes depositing them feel more rewarding. However, it’s not as appreciated by my bosses…

Fair enough.

Okay, so yesterday. Steve came over to tune my piano (he’s also my boss) because it needed tuning and I always get it done around Christmas time so the Christmas songs sound nice and not really weird. I mean, when you have to play things in octaves, and the notes don’t sound the same, you have a bit of a problem.

Anyways, this isn’t about my piano tuning. While Steve was tuning, we were talking (and I was playing Fire Emblem). So he decided that he would find me a boyfriend, which would therefore make me not want to go to Japan and I would stay here, and continue teaching at the Conservatory. 

…

Doesn’t that sound awfully familiar? Kind of like what Mr. A said?

Steve decides that someone I already know (I’m not mentioning names here) would be perfect. So he’s like I’LL SET YOU UP! HE’S GOING PLACES YOU KNOW! 

I said it’s okay. I mean, I know the guy and he is really nice and all, but I’m really not into being set up. 

It’s flattering to know people don’t want me to leave, and it makes leaving that much harder. But at the same time, I need to go out and do my own thing… and try new things. I’m not saying I’m going away forever and never coming back, or not going to keep in touch with people… but I do need to do my own thing, you know?

Anyways. Yes. 

I need to write about something else later, and even though poor Ailea has already heard it all, I need to vent it all out here so it’s out and cleared from my head. So, that’s it. For now.

I forgot to post about how sweet one of my piano students is!

Last night, Chayan brought me banana cake, from Tokyo. 

They had a Japanese exchange student stay with them for a little while, and she recently sent a package to his mum with some Japanese snacks and whatnot (from my understanding). Or maybe it was just this banana cake, I’m not sure.

But regardless, he knows that I lived in Japan and loved it there, so he brought me one because he thought I would like it. How sweet is that?

And Sophia had a riddle for me. Who’s awesome and good at playing piano?

The answer? BOTH OF US.

Hahahahaha. I’m going to miss these kids when I go away.

I received a phone call this morning, from a lady who said that she found a cheque from the campground at the university. A few of my co-workers go to said university, so it is totally plausible that someone could find a cheque from here with an employee’s name on it.

She said it was in really bad shape, but she wanted to return it to the owner. So I asked her whose name was on it, and she said Jeff’s. Luckily, Jeff still goes to the university, and he must have just dropped it and not realized. The lady gave me her e-mail address to give to Jeff so that she could return the cheque to him.

I told her he still goes to Brock and that he should be in today, so I can give him the message. She said thanks and that she was glad she would be able to return it.

WHAT A NICE LADY.

Most people wouldn’t have even picked it up, let alone tried to return it.

I know Jeff could get another one and they could put a stop payment on the first one, but that’s not really the point here. The point is that there are still some honest people left who will do the right thing.

I’ve decided that ‘ridiculous’ and ’seriously’ are my two favourite words.

Well, maybe not not favourite, but they’re two of the words I use quite frequently.

I also realized that I use I a lot. See, three times in that sentence. Then I started to think that maybe I talk about myself too much. Which made me wonder if I was far too selfish, and I have come to the conlusion that yes, I am. So with that said, I should try to be less selfish and listen to other people more.

For the past few days, I’ve been driving my dad’s car. I love driving it, it makes me feel special or important, haha. I know it doesn’t make me either one, but it just feels nice. And it’s red. Well, my car is red too now that the green one died, but I like red cars. I always listen to my iPod when I’m driving, but because the tape deck in the red car I have now is broken, I had to get one of those things that tunes into a radio station and plays your music over that.

My dad didn’t know that I could just use the tape thing in his car, to hook up to my iPod, so before he left on Thursday (he had to go to London for a funeral) he made sure to take the radio tuner thing out of my car, and put it in his so I could listen to music. That was really sweet of him and I honestly didn’t expect it to be there at all. He also filled my car up with gas — which he often tends to leave empty. It’s only something small, but regardless, I was touched.

Mrs. A brought her blueberry orange muffins into work today. It’s nice to have that for breakfast with a hot cup of earl grey tea (one cream, in sugar) from Timmies.

First, I wanted to say thanks to the people who commented on my LJ entry or messaged me to ask if I was okay after the car troubles I had yesterday! Although it was a bad thing that happened, it was nice to know that people care.

Everything is fine now. My legs and arms ache a little bit, and my right hand is killing me from the puncture wounds from the fence which I felt inclined to take a photo of:

Okay so it doesn’t look that bad, but my god it hurts. I put vitamin E on it and a bandaid so hopefully that will help it heal fast. I didn’t realize how much that part of your hand is used. I mean, if I stretch my hand it kills, carrying my purse made it hurt because the strap goes right around there… you know? There are a few cuts on my other hand and on my wrists, but they don’t hurt half as badly as these ones do. ~_~

I asked my mum again today what exactly happened with the car. Yesterday, my parents and Bev (my piano teacher) thought that the alternator (… I know nothing about cars) went and that’s why it died like that. But the mechanics said that the engine completely died and there were pieces of metal lodged in it. My dad said maybe a piston broke and shattered in there, but who knows.

Anyways, we have to go sometime soon to get my stuff out of it. There’s my lunch bag, some money and a few random containers in there. Oh, and my parking pass because you know my neighbour is a bitch and will call the parking police to ticket me if I park on the street for more than two hours without it.

I read this on Perez, and I have to post it here because it’s such a sweet thing.

According to the UK’s The Sun, the three Hollywood stars who completed Heath Ledger’s final film role have donated their pay to his two-year-old daughter, Matilda.

Johnny Depp, Jude Law and Colin Farrell were worried for Matilda’s future as Heath left an old will which did not include the little one.

Heath’s dad, Kim Ledger, is in control of Heath’s estate. Family members have said they’re concerned that daddy will mismanage the actor’s money.

The three played versions of Heath’s character, Tim, in fantasy epic The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus.

Film director Terry Gilliam said, “They didn’t take money — it goes to Heath’s daughter. That’s extraordinary! And wonderful . . . and when you’re part of that, you think, ‘Ah, this is maybe why I went into the movies in the beginning. I thought it would be full of wonderful people. And we’ve got a movie full of wonderful people who did extraordinary things to help.”

Johnny Depp is a father of two, Jude Law has four and Colin Farrel has a son.

From http://perezhilton.com/2008-08-18-touching-tribute