Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes!

On one of the mornings I got off the night shift and I couldn't sleep I had the idea of changing my room around.

Okay, that's a lie. It started out with me thinking how much I REALLY needed a bookshelf. And I do. I have books EVERY WHERE in my room, to the point where they are flowing out in to every room in my house. And when I say "every room", I mean EVERY ROOM. So, the bookshelf gradually progressed to me thinking about how I should get a desk so I can start filming vlogs in my room. Because honestly, it's really uncomfortable being in my kitchen while my dad is about five steps away listening to me rant on about Harry Potter or how excited I am to leave Halifax, and everything that goes with it, behind for Germany. Anyway, since I couldn't fit the desk we have in my room the way it was originally set up, I decided to change everything around. I'll attempt to get a picture tomorrow because it's still a mess.

Through changing my room around I've realised just how much stuff I have. Like really, really useless things. Things that I don't even know where I got them or why I still have them. And as useless as they are, I had a REALLY hard time throwing a lot of it out. I suppose it just brings me back to my childhood.

Which brings me to another thing. Yesterday, well it's midnight now, so two days ago, I was watching Hook (y'know the one with Robin Williams) and I had a COMPLETE breakdown. My mother walked in to my room to ask if I wanted some carrots and I looked at her and she slowly backed away. It just reminded me horribly that I'm growing up and nothing I do can stop that. It was an awful feeling, but I suppose growing up has it advantages as well. Like being able to move to a different continent by yourself.

It's weird, because as I get closer and closer to leaving I keep wanting to change things. My room has changed now, and I'm thinking about dying my hair right before I go over. I don't know what that's about, perhaps I'll ask Emily if she experienced it in my vlog tomorrow.

And I've yet to get a bookshelf.

Plane Ticket, St. Patrick's Day & No Sleep

The title basically sums up my entire weekend.

The best part being I finally bought my plane ticket! I'm quite pleased about this. I cannot waaaaait to go to Germany. I genuinely wish I could leave this second. Perhaps have a nice nap on the flight over. But alas, I have to wait until July. What can you do?

I woke up at 12am today... It's 5:44pm right now and I'm at work. I get off work at 11pm tonight.

So, because I do weird shift work here, my sleep schedule is always screwed up, but it seems to have gotten A LOT worse lately. This weekend has been horrible. I've been staying awake for literally full days. I just can't seem to shut off my brain. I've tried taking melatonin and such, but NOTHING seems to be working, and I'm breaking a little.

Anyway, since I didn't wake up until midnight I couldn't really go out, because I'd of had to shower and look halfway decent which would take me about 45 minutes to an hour. So, I stayed home. And dicked around on Youtube and make sugar cookies. Which were awesome.

So, thus concludes what I did this weekend.

... I really need to get out more.

Le Quick Note

Just a little note to say how much I love the song "Wizard Love" by meekakitty and heyhihello. Every time I listen to it, and when I say "every time" I mean, "the hour I spend replaying it",  it kind of imbeds its self in to my brain and I can’t get it out for days and I end up singing it in public. Let’s note almost two weeks ago when I was in the drugstore and I was proudly singing it, only to round the corner and have a guy look at me like, “heh, I don’t want to make this awkward for you, so I’ll just smile and be polite.” So, yeah, check it out! 

I Am a Stress Baker

Stress baking. I've recently just noticed that this is something I do. I was having a small heart attack thinking about all the money I need to save if I want to travel around Europe while I'm Au Pairing and the fact I STILL have to buy a plane ticket it. So, I thought to myself "eff this, I'm making a carrot cake." I'm not entirely sure if this thought ever crosses the mind of sane people, but at least I got a cake out of it.

I'm quite pleased with how it turned out, considering I've never made one before.

Back to the plane ticket. I keep putting it off, mainly because I don't actually own a credit card that I know the PIN to, so I have to use my mother's. And I JUST finished paying her back the money I owed her for going to London, Ontario to see the SPACE tour. So, hopefully that will be happening soon, because I kind of need that.

THIS is my second vlog that I've posted. Mostly it's me falling and having weird hair. I genuinely cannot concentrate on the video because I'm thinking, "what the hell is happening with your bangs?"

AND THIS is my third vlog, and I continue having really weird hair, but it's all of my hair this time. I think as these progress, my hair will slowly turn more insane to the point where I'm forced to shave it off, because being bald is better than having to suffer through the absurdity that is my hair.

No. I don't think I'm being dramatic.

Also, the recipe for the carrot cake is in the third vlog.