Colour my life with The chaos of trouble.

It’s 42 days until my birthday! I’m so excited. EEEEEEK!!!

So this morning my mommy went to t&t and bought me a taro tapioca cup and it was yummy. Then it says non dairy.

It’s a little cup with a layer of whipped cream on the top, and the tapioca pearls in the bottom stirred with taro jello.

But the whipped cream is non-dairy.

So, the moral of this, IS…

Really? There’s an ice cream truck outside my place.

WHAT?

Come on, it’s 8 o’clock.

I thought they only came during the day, where it’s sunny and millions and gazillions of kids are running around.

EH, it drove off. 

It’s hard.

Really.

It truly is.

That’s what she said.

But it is haard. And frustrating.

GRRRR.

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I can’t fall asleep! The building next door’s generator is wrrrwrrrwrring because their power is out. HAHA sucks for them. 

But I have a super early orthodontist appointment tomorrow morning.

ARRGH! And I have to stay awake and not fall asleep while I’m in the reclining chairs. I don’t want to be swallowing the glue which tastes REALLY REALLY REALLY sour and it makes me gag.

YUCK! Bleahhh.

And I’ve got the hang of playing guitar. It’s very similar to bass? No not really. But my fingies still hurt a bit. Well sore. Nom nom nom nom.

Oh, another thing. I hate both the dentist et the orthodontist. >:( With a passion. A strong fiery passion.

Yes, Emma, I will start going to bed earlier. I couldn’t fall asleep this morning until almost 3-ish. Then at 8, my dad was like, ok. You’re going to work. And I was like WTFF. NOOOOOO! And I didn’t get my job shadowing done. :’( Noooo. That means I have to go back. You cant make me! AHHHHHH!

OOOOOH, I’m excited. :) I like prezzies. 

It’s almost 1 in the morning, and I’m doing planning. WTF!!! Oh, this is time for a quick rant. I didn’t realize that I had to email my teacher ahead of time which meant that I had to contact my sponsor last minute. Oh jeeeez! WOW. Holy crap. And I have to go to work at 8 in the morning. WOW. Which means I’m barely going to get any sleep. ARRRGHHH. I am MAD MAD MAD MAD MAD! And exhausted.

So I went to the YMCA downtown for the Volunteer Information Sessions today. AND, I think the lady must have broken my brain. I can’t think straight and she definitely said WAAY to many things. It’s just volunteering. Who needs that much info?

But I’m glad, this session wasn’t longer than half an hour, or I would just end up flopping like a dead fish. 

I’m thinking about doing childminding, because you don’t necessarily need any training. Well, you do need training, but you don’t need red cross, life saving, first aid crap, a BCRPA, any of that crap. Just being over the age of 13. Which I am. :) Everything is 16 and older. Which is dumb.

OH, and I have to go to the police station to get a criminal record check. WOW, REALLY? Really? For all volunteering opportunities, you have to get a background check. Even if those jobs don’t even happen near little children. 

But the background check is going to take 3 weeks. Noooooooo. Which mean’s I won’t be starting until September. :( I wanted it to happen in the summer! When I have time to kill. ARRARRARRARRARRARRARR. Oh, there you are, Perry.

But I’m kinda psyched. It’s going to be fun! But then after a month, or two. I’m most likely going to be like, “Oh, this is extremely boring.” YEAH, I can see myself being like that in around 4 months. 5 months, TOPS. 

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OOOh, I also went to LUSH today. It smells so good and yummy there. And I got this bubble bar bath bubbly thing. And it smells like marshmallows! Not really. It kinda has this marshmallow essence but with a bubble gum fruity-ness. Well I don’t know. I’m horrible at describing things. 

Now it is 11:45 Emma Seckel time

And 3:45 Joanne Lee time

Am I insane? YES.

Am I tired? NO.

Do I have to wake up early? YES.

Do I want to wake up early? HELLS NO!!!

It is currently 11 o’clock Emma Seckel time.

It is currently 3 o’clock Joanne Lee time.

BIG DIFFERENCE? NAWWWW.

Time for Joanne Lee to catch some ZZZ’s.

AWWWWW, come on. It feels like a Friday, or a Saturday. Or at least a Sunday, but Sunday’s pulling my leg there. Because the day after Sunday is a Monday. Which I’m not a big fan of. 

This is a strange picture and I look like a boy. But good times. Good times.

tarawrrr:

FUCK YOU PLANNING ONLINE

YES.

And Holy sheesh, Oh my frig. Why is it so hot outside. And we don’t have a/c because my parents don’t want to pay for cold air. GAHH nuhhhh bleahhh.