Hi guys!
I'm tired and overwhelmed :( And my hair is getting out of control. On the bright side, I'm going to Granville Island tomorrow and it's going to be totally wonderful amazing. I'll try to put up some photos tomorrow night.
In the meantime, a brief update on what has been going on, and some photos.
Two weeks ago was Thanksgiving. My building put on a turkey dinner, which was nice, but I forgot to take photos of it. Sorry. We had turkey (for the first time. Tastes like weird chicken), stuffing, some sort of cranberry stuff and vegetables. To be honest, it was quite average. I wasn't that impressed. But the company was good. I met a couple of new people from my building and talked to them for a while and it was nice. Unfortunately, I was also pretty sick - I caught a cold, and didn't manage to kill it within the crucial two day period (if you let it go 48 hours it has you). So I was drinking bucketloads of herbal tea in an attempt to fight that off. I was also struggling under a massive load of reading, which is still the case.
So that was Sunday night. We got monday off, and I left in the morning to bus back to North Van and see my family. That was a riot. Even on thanksgiving, the 99 bus is still ridiculously full, and I was fucked if I was giving up my seat while I had a massive backpack and I was trying to drink tea out of a thermos, so I crammed myself into one of the back corners where I knew I'd never have to give up my seat and ended up sitting next to this guy whose backpack was making weird noises the whole way. Then I got off the bus and onto the train and a deranged old woman called me a bitch when she got up to leave and I went to take her seat. Apparently she was saving it for the random Asian couple who were also standing and were totally mortified by the situation :P I was embarrassed, but only for a second. Because the fact is while we're all young and able-bodied, those seats are fair-game as far as I'm concerned. And they got off at the next stop anyway.
From the train I have to get on the seabus, which always has some interesting characters. I spotted a man who looked like Christopher Walken with a woman who looked a bit like Tom Augustine's mother, for those of you who know her. Then I got off the seabus and onto the regular road bus, which unfortunately stopped halfway up the street (WHY, LANDBUS?) so I got my uncle to pick me up and take me the rest of the way. So yeah. Lots of time in transit. I was pretty exhausted. I went to bed at ten that night and slept through till about nine the next morning. I've really fucked up my sleep schedule lately. I just can't seem to get through everything I need to do. My goal for next week is to be in bed every night by 12.
So after half a day of hanging out with my cousins, eating cheesecake and pasta (better than the actual turkey dinner) and hugging their cat, I was back on the bus home. A guy fell asleep on my shoulder.
That was Thanksgiving. The following weekend, last weekend, I went to Victoria Island, which was brilliant. My aunt and uncle took me and since it was
basically a free trip for them we took Melanie with us, and we got to spend the whole time hanging out and catching up on sleep (we both nodded off for a bit on the ferry) and shopping and sightseeing. I would definitely go back there if I get time, because I feel like there was a lot still to see. Here's some of the stuff we got up to.
| Melanie by some little houses on the water |
| Miniature world! |
| I loved that shit. |
| Stumbled upon an Occupy Wallstreet-esque rally |
| Museum! Here we have the 'People Used to Wear That?' section, where I like to think jeggings will someday be laid to rest. |
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