Things are looking up!

Ok, so...I haven't posted in quite a while. In my absence, my grandmother has passed away. I have been hideously distraught, and eating like a hoss in my semi-depression. I need to get back on track. Steve and I are planning a getaway ASAP...we are looking at Ireland (Belfast), Scotland (Glasgow), or Costa Rica!!! Either way, I need to start going tanning or something. I am low on the vitamin D and everything looks better to me when I have a tan.
I have applied to the TDSB (now I just sit and bite my nails until they call me), and I am planning on applying to other jobs as soon as I have my OCT number. Having my resume done feels great.
My new job is super. I love my new boss-ladies...so much nicer than Einat (WHO GOT FIRED MIGHT I ADD, LEGITIMATELY).
I have been thinking about this whole blog thing-seriously...why the hell am I even wasting my time writing it? I mean, who would be interested in the musings of a tewlve year old girl? (okay, okay...so I am a little older than twelve...and I stole that line right out of Anne Frank's mouth) I think even if people were reading this blog (mostly anyone who knew me) I would die of embarassment, hence why I have never sent out the reqisite "check out my blog" pan-email.
I may stop writing. Depends.
Oh yeah...and that "bootcamp" contest I was blathering on about in January? I didn't do it. Even for one day. THAT'S how much will power I have.

Sometimes you just have to suck it up, Buttercup...

OK, so...I told you that Einat (my "boss") was basically functionally retarded...well she told me (after she let me work my full shift) that I wanted too many shifts, and as a result of my full availablility, they had no shifts for me (?) and as a result of my poor performance in December (when I didn't even work there) I had to be "let go." As you can imagine, I laughed hysterically because I thought for SURE she was joking. But, no. So I asked her about pay, and when I would recieve it. She said I would need to wait for my cheques and come in to pick them up...nonononono. That is not how it works, I told her. All of my wages must be paid out within 7 days or at the next pay period, whichever is longer. That is not how it works around here, she said. That is the legal way that it has to work in Canada, moron. Then she helpfully suggested I should sue the Pavilion. See? Bitch. I told you. So I wrote to my more senior boss who told me that I am not fired, and that Asshat, I mean, Einat, does not have the authority to let me go. I, of course, quit immediately. So, we'll see what happens. No one is returning my phone calls, or my emails. I am pissed. I better get my money, or someone is gonna be in shit.

On a happier note, I got the job by the gym at my house, which should be way better. It also saves me $42.00/month, as I am paying that right now for my membership which will be free henceforth. I start Monday. It is way closer and way less sketchy.

This month starts the budgeting venture. How little can I spend? Necessary expenses only. I would like to come up in the black for once...and pay down some of this school debt.