everytime i look into your eyes I see the future

Tonight at work I was getting the last few coats at the end of the night, joking around with the last few coat-checkees and being happy to be done by shift. I gave a coat back to a guy who had gone out for a million smokes and every time he got his coat again asked me if he was so annoying (in french) I understood him and told him he wasn't, no worries. So at the end of the night he tipped me which was super nice and started to put his coat on. During this Lora (who works with me now!) was having a full-french convo with someone else. When she finished I said "I love hearing you speak french now that we work together. I never get to hear you speak it and you're so good at it." (because of my lack of french skills I'm amazed when I hear people speak it.) At that point, the nice guy who was nice and tipped me turned around and said "Did you just say something about all french people being bitchy?" To which I said "No, of course not, not even close, this is what I said to her....(repeat what I said)." he said oh ok and walked away. This made me a little upset because why would he think that or jump to the conclusion I would say that when all night I was nice to him. THEN some other guy comes up and VERY sarcastically says "Yeah its SOOOOOO weirdddd to hear people speak French in Montreal." At this point my eyes teared up and I told him in a very serious tone that I had said that because we are good friends and speak english to eachother since we are both english and it makes me proud of her to hear her speaking french so well and he shouldn't make judgements like that based on conversations he doesn't know about. He said a maybe sarcastic sorry and left.

I needed to get that off my chest because it's making me mad and I want to go to sleep. But the main questions here are:
-why do I always tear up and get super SUPER upset when a francophone gets mad at me for not being able to speak french, when if someone called me a hoe or something I would simply tell them to go fuck themselves.
-do these people want me to leave? (Let me be clear, many and most french people are friendly and patient with me for not knowing french, and even sometimes help. I'm talking only about the ones who get really mad or mean to/at me for something i'm trying to better.)
-do these people want me to not work and be homeless?
-should I always wear a button that says "I'm trying to learn french, i'm not very good at it. But am putting effort fourth."

ARGHHH

girl you gotta work.

I need a hot office job and 250 million dollars please.

dress undress dress undress

I'm going to go through every single thing I don't wear anymore right now and if it's not wearable or sewable making it wearable. IT OUT!

I can't sing wit you girl

Decision brain explosion

For some reason today normal decision making processes stressed me out wayyyy more then normal. I almost had a break down trying to figure out whether or not I should go to my afternoon class (brave a snow storm for a 2 hour class where I learn nothing), then/now i'm having giant confusion about going to Texas. I thought going this year would be impossible because of lack of money, and getting time off school. Now however, I found out I am getting quite a bit more in bursaries then I thought I would be, and I found a cheap ticket online, and I figured out a way of going where I would only miss 3 days of school. It is still money spent, which I don't have much of though so I'm not sure. It would be SUPER fun though. ergh.

To add to my already hurting brain, Matt and I then watched Lost. I heard this season was going to answer a lot of questions but so far, I'm getting more and more...lost. (PUN)

Ok I just had a super long phone conversation and now my brain is extra not working so I'm going to sleep!

NEW MOON BEFORE BED

I started school this week, it kind of sucks being back in school. I never want to dedicate any of my free time (which is limited) to meeting up for school projects, especially when everyone do 'check in' and 'check out' every day though which consists of every person in the class saying lives far away from me. I also don't like spending any time doing homework. I'm trying to make myself feel ok with getting mid-grades in the 70s and just spend medium time on homework, but unfortunately i'm a digger and need to get 90s or I get all pissy. Which is especially annoying because i'm starting to realize it doesn't really matter. Also, i'm starting to rethink the whole college thing, I feel like a 16 year old in most of my classes and today my accounting teacher pretty much said college was for retards and we would be dumb not to go to university. Cool. Most classes seem ok, and so far I only have 1 text to buy. In my buying class we have to "I'm Nichole and today I feel..." but because 80% of the class is retarded 16 year olds wearing ugg boots everyone just says "I'm tired" - Newsflash - it's 8 in the fucking morning. We're all tired.Outside of school i've felt pretty good lately though. Matt and I did a super house clean the other day and everything looks great which always makes me feel more relaxed. All i've been doing in my spare time since the weekend is watching Lost and reading Twilight. I didn't think I would like Twilight because I'm usually picky about books but well reading it I turned into a horny 14 year old girl, dreaming about being the hot vampire teenagers girlfriend. It was fun. Tonight I made chocolate chip banana muffins with my kitchen-aid and they are DELICIOUS.


We had our 2nd Bootyshots night/my birthday party on the weekend and it went pretty awesome. The birthday part was kind of a bummer since the only friends of mine who showed up were Brett, Brit and Maryanna, but we had fun. I ended up getting more hammered then I have been in months and dancing on the bar...again. It started a trend this time though and tons of hoochies were doing it at the end of the night. Ilya and I are holding an afterparty this Saturday too which i'm pumped about, but also a little grossed out by knowing i have to go to work at 8 and probably be up until 8 am. Plus I never ever go to afterparties, so this one might kill me. Let's hope not yo.

BTW MONDAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! I'm going to be 22 - barf city. If any of you blog readers are debating what to get me and have big dollaz then I would like the gold nail rings from Bijules NYC, several pairs of expensive jeans, lots of fancy tops, book number 3 of the twilight series, season 1 of 30 rock, a million dollars, robert pattinson naked, or a golden collar for buckley. All or any of these is acceptable. THANKS!

Golden-age

This Saturday is the 2nd Bootyshots! night and my official birthday party!!!!
I hope to see everyone there!!!

Full info HERE