Uncollected Thoughts.

Dear You,

I've been feeling rather positive lately, despite the fact that random very shitty things have been happening too. Like being audited, having my living support held until the freaking thing is done, and oh yeah, not entirely passing my transcription exam. I got freaking 100% on my objective portion, but only 78% on my transcription portion. An 85% is considered a pass. You have to get above 85% on both portions to pass the course. Laaaaaaame. I don't even want to do this any more, but I freaking have to, because they're going to follow up on whether or not I get a job from it. Ballllls. Ugh, I just want it to go away already!

I am excited about going to Winnipeg, which is now hardly a little over a week away. Sadly, I only got a response from a couple people and will hardly get to do any visiting. :( So instead, I plan to fill my time going out and doing things. I'll probably be going to a few fringe shows and hanging around there. Oh well. Sometimes strangers are more fun to hang around anyway. But still, it makes me sad.

I get so frustrated with myself. My feelings tend to just happen without warning, and I don't know why.

Today I was wandering around at work and on break, and found myself grinning for no reason whatsoever. This is a good thing, but I have no clue what I was even happy about. Granted, I am glad that I have been able to feel more positive and liberated lately.

I dyed my hair a ridiculously bright colour and got so nervous last night about what would happen when I went in to work. It even kept me awake and made me angry. However, much to my pleasant surprise today, the ladies that were there liked it. Now I just have to hope that the owner likes it too. :S

On this topic, I've been seriously considering making a public protest about workplaces that discriminate against alternative looks such as tattoos, piercings and hair colour. I'm deadly serious. But I haven't figured out my game plan yet. More on that later. I want to take some time and think about it when my brain is rested.

Speaking of which, I'd better head to bed before I screw my schedule over for yet another day. I wasn't really done explaining myself, but there's always tomorrow.

Xoxo, Your effed up friend,

Sheeyan.