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10:11pm: memories
Going to Radio Shack with Daddy and Katherine at woodbine. I remember it was downstairs by the elevator and the fountain where people threw in pennies. Once we saw a guy from the choir and that made me so happy. We rarely saw anyone we knew there. I remember we saw him at the Canada trust bank. And at that time, it was orange... How strange to think of that. Now its TD and Green...


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There was a grand and toy and I loved that place. Mom would buy me stickers if I was lucky and she was feeling generous. We'd eat Teryaki... Back when it was called a STEAK yakisoba. Now it's a beef yakisoba. And when I ask for steak yakisoba now, they look at me funny.. Or I'd eat at Kentucky Fried Chicken (NOT KFC) and I'd get a 2 peice meal with fries. Toonie Tuesday was actually TWO dollars flat. Katherine would sometimes get New York Fries.. And that's it! But I liked it when she did, because the mccy d's was very close, and so was the little place that sold blue frosties. Daddy would always get fish n Chips, which is SO british of him now that I think about it. Mom would get Jimmy the Greek quite a lot. Sometimes we'd have a coffee from Timothy's. It wasn't that great but it was still nice.
Every year I'd beg mom to buy me an advent calendar from the German bakery that was in the food court. That place was awesome! She never did buy one though. They were expensive.

I remember seeing movies at the Cinema and I'd only have to pay 4 bucks! One time Katherine and I went to go see a David Duchovny movie "Playing God", which is actually a terrible movie. We couldn't get in because I was too young, so she threw popcorn all over the place in retaliation, and I was embarrassed but pissed off that I couldn't get in. I tried to make her watch some other crummy movie but she just wanted to go home.

The early 90's were so simple....

12:18am: Of course I spoke too soon.

Today I went to the shop to see peter. He was tattooing and I couldn't go in. So later, Lou and he were talking about xmas and peter got some days off. Lou said he was working on xmas day. I said he isn't. I asked Peter and he specifically said, "Well I guess I am." So I was like, well if you are I have to tell my family so you have to let me know. I was annoyed since he'd promised and now was telling me something completely different.

I went into the room with him and he barked at me "THIS is why I said to keep your mouth shut!" It was pretty harsh, rude and condescending. He should know not to talk to me like that. I keep reminding myself that he is stressed, but I don't think I've ever spoken that way to anyone but my mom, and on VERY rare occassions. Recently though, he has been saying things in that tone. "CAROLINE, put your wheel straight. Oh my God! You're gonna hit your grandfather's car." And also telling me what a bad driver I am all the time.

Anyway, I got pretty upset and sat down on the chair and was pissed off. Not because of Lou, but because of how peter talks down to me.
Then I left. In the car he was all uppity. "That's it. You're NEVER coming back to the shop. END of story. Everytime we leave the shop, you end up looking like your cat just died."

Slowly but surely, I go from being allowed to visit, to never coming back. Just like learning to tattoo. It was short lived (his desire to teach me.) I guess I will always see this truly VILE side to him. I don't know if I could handle something like that. He's so mild with everyone but me and his mom. He gets too frustrated easily. And he doesn't consult my opinion, just expects me to do what he says.

6:27pm: Sometimes
I just wanna write random memories that I have.... So from time to time when something reminds me of them, I'll try to write them down, because one day they will all be gone.

When I was about 6, maybe 7. Katherine was washing her hair and she asked me "Caroline, can you come and help me with my hair?" I was supposed to tell her when the soap was washed out of her hair. But with all the bubbles coming from the water, I thought that it was soapy for like 10 mins. And she kept saying "There's STILL soap". I just replied, "Yes, there is!! I see so much soap." After a while my tiny brain realized that the bubbles were just from the water hitting her hair and I said, "Oh Um, I don't think there was any soap after all."

9:46am:

What would you do with your money?

7:08pm: Eve is my mom? Okay... I can sorta accept that... Eve is still wearing the low-cut trash 50 years later? That I can't swallow.

9:54am: Oh, it's Rosemary... Wait, Rosemary? ROSEMARY??? EWWWWWWWWWWW And the Colonel??? EWWWWWWWW Squared.

*head explodes*

10:45pm: JOB LOSSSS. waw waw waaaaawww.
So I'm pretty sure I just got fired/laid off today.

Early in the morning the lady (who hired me) came over and talked to me about my cheques.Then she said that the new "five years experience" guy is coming in next monday, will be sitting in my spot (I already knew he was coming), so I would not need to come in until they managed to "find the time" to buy a new desk and computer, and that hooking it in to the network would also "take some time." But they'd call me.... Riiiiiight.

I dunno. They lost an account to another design firm (Which one? So I can apply there!) and they barely gave me enough work to pass the time. In the week that I worked there, I probably approached the boss twice per day to ask him if he could give me a bit more workload. He'd rarely have anything to give me, and he and his wife left hours earlier than I did almost every day.

One thing I found funny was that my boss found my use of colors and logo work to be what he considers "very 1980's", whatever that means. And he went on to tell me that everything they do is "Apple". I almost started laughing as I nodded my head in agreement. Surely, he doesn't really think his work is anything close to what Apple's graphic designers come up with. I mean, this from the man who changes fonts WITHIN A SINGLE WORD, and thinks the only way to contrast a sans serif font is with a script font, and that anything that needs to jump out at the customer should be in RED, no matter how alarmingly bad it looks.

It's not a surprise that they lost the account. During my VERY strange/uncomfortable interview, he showed me his "concept" for a KODAK catalogue. The cover was a lady smiling. He presented it and asked, "Now, could you do something like that?" I blurted out, "Like what?" thinking: All you did was stick a stock photo on a page and then added a colored bar to her left, that's no concept... And then he pointed me to the fact that the woman was wearing a locket with a picture in it. I didn't even notice it. "Because", he said, "THAT'S what you'd be working on." Huh?

Apparently, that must be the lost account because I never saw that piece... I dunno.

I feel sick to my stomach about Lauren and she's finally just gone deaf. I wish I could do something for her. But I wouldn't know where to start.

9:30am: woot, i got the position at pressure!!

5:04pm: Pressure*
Had my internship interview with pressure* and it went very well except for one thing... Jun was away and sick so I was interviewed by someone who is not doing the hiring. Although he seemed to like me enough to show me around the place (which is amazing, it even has its own photo studio!) If I can get a placement there I would be very happy. One thing I mentioned during the interview was that I did a lot of comics a while ago. Sooo embarrassing, he wants me to email it. Oh well, I don't have to be scared that I'll be judged because I it's not really THAT big of a deal right? I mean, it's dorky, but it's not THAT dorky. Okay it is! Who am I kidding?

He had me answer a lot of questions. I had actually prepared answers for these kinds of questions a while ago but since I was never asked them in an interview, that part of the prep was overlooked this time (e.g "What is your best/worst trait?" "What do you like about design and what deliverables do you like to give" "What do you do in your spare time?" "What do you read?" "Favourite website"etc.)

I hope I get it, but I don't really know!

7:10pm: Wee, I got a job. I went to the job interview at 10 am and was greeted by a HUGE dog that looked like a gigantic version of Ziggie (His name is Chubs). Instantly I wanted this job~! It just seemed like such a relaxed atmosphere and everyone was busy and having a good time.

The lady interviewing me said she'd already had FOUR HUNDRED APPLICANTS and interviewed two other people who were "not right for the job..."

It's a 3 week contract leading to a possible full time position as they are expanding. For now, I am replacing a girl who is going on holidays for a bit, her name's Yuka.

I start on Monday for training. I'm super excited! I mean, I was lucky enough to be interviewed, let alone get the job. Can't wait to begin!