My life has be kind of almost extremely busy the last couple of days, so let me tell you all about it.

Thursday: Pretty much my whole week was crazy because a bunch of things at work started and I covered for people so it just seemed crazy. But Thursday was one of my actual shift and when I was there I thought it would be an easy going type of day, I thought wrong! It started out okay, everyone was on time and things were going well. I told all my staff I wasn’t going into the water unless it was really important because my face was burning so much from the day before. On Wednesday I was craving for a slushy so bad but the snack bar wasn’t open, Thursday it was and I was so happy I was just waiting for the crowd to go down. While I was waiting I was trying to figure out why half the stuff in my office wasn’t working, I did figure out that the plugs under the table were broken. I told maintenance that they weren’t working and it wasn’t a rush to come fix it, when they did finally come in, they walked a pretty stupid walk to tell me to hit the reset button like on your blow dryer. You have to know that at this rec centre nothing works, something is always breaking and it’s always something big, how was I suppose to know that it was that? I finally went to the snack bar to find out that her till wasn’t working, and she asked me to come behind the counter to try to make it work. First of all the damn money drawer wouldn’t open, so I go it to open finally but it wouldn’t close and pop open when someone pays. Before I got it open this pour girl had the money on the floor, she was happy I came. I told the front desk to go help her which they did. Now I got to go home to wait til 7 am for my boyfriend to finish work!

Friday: 7 am finally came, my boyfriend picked me up, as I open the car door I smacked myself in the face. I hit pretty much my cheek bone but under my eye, my boyfriend thought for sure I was going to get a black eye but I didn’t. This day we pretty much did nothing but sleep the whole day, this is what happens when you don’t have a lot of sleep and your boyfriend works midnights.

Saturday: Saturday morning was like anymore and the whole day was pretty much like any day. I woke up before my boyfriend, went pee, turned the frog lights on, watered our chameleon then sat in bed waiting for snore man to wake up. Honestly I can’t remember what we did this day, i think we sat around, got high and ate. We did however watch the leafs kick ass! Kessel got a hat trick and they won, it was amazing. I went to bed early because we were going to the reptile expo!

Sunday: Sunday morning was not like any other day, my boyfriends alarm went off at I don’t know what time but it felt early. He turned it off and went back to sleep, where as I was wide awake and couldn’t fall back asleep. I turn over to ask him if we were going to the expo because of course living in Canada it snowed a lot. He said yes, we got up and got dressed and were on our way to the bank. The reptile expo was in downsview park this time which was kinda of cool, it mostly had frogs, and snakes. There was one giant spider that scared the shit out of me because I wasn’t expecting it to be that big! We walked around the whole place to see what was there then decided on what my boyfriend wanted. I didn’t get anything for my boyfriend’s birthday and he asked me if I would buy him a frog, we went to the place called Dart Frog Inc. They had the ones he wanted which are really cute, so we pulled out our money and went for it – we ended up getting two as a pair.

This is a close up picture but they are really small, about a little bit bigger then your finger nail. I cannot for the life of me remember what they are actually called but I will get back to you on that, if anyone really wants to know. I can’t even remember what we named them but I know we named them after football players since we got them on the super bowl day.

We came home to people at the house, things were starting to get ready for the party. There was a banner made that said “Go Broncos, Fuck the Seahawks.” Which was made by the biggest douche bag fan of the Broncos, I’ll get into that a little bit later. Now I don’t even get football really, I know the point and you know the basics but other then that I have no idea. All the other people that were at this party new everything and I mean everything about football. At the start there was a paper that you had to fill out for a draw. I pretty much straight up guessed because I had no idea, at the end someone gets the money whoever go the most correct. The questions were like, “Is the coin toss going to be heads or tails?”, “Will Bruno Mars be wearing a hat?” and so on. At one point I was actually beating my boyfriend which I was so happy about. While the game was on it was so loud but was so much fun, everyone was yelling, laughing, drinking and having a great time except for one guy.

The one guy at the party was so upset that the Broncos were losing and my boyfriend was on his ass about it that he cried twice! This guy was talking shit for days and even at the party was talking so much shit, that everyone didn’t really care until he started to cry. He was getting so mad at my boyfriend but that’s just the way he is, I wouldn’t date my boyfriend if I could hack it that’s for sure. This guy was also very drunk that we needed to cut him off, at the end of the party he wouldn’t say bye to me because of who I’m dating. After though he tried to say goodbye and I said no to him and that he should leave.

The rest of the night went well though, I played beer pong with my boyfriend and his friends. We beat them and I got the winning ball, was so happy about that since I don’t really play beer pong, I’ve always gone to bars and not house parties.

Yes my boyfriend and I are wearing Miami Dolphin jerseys, he loves them and we wanted to wear something football.

As the game ended and people left it was getting quiet but my head was killing me from everyone being so loud, it didn’t help I was on the main couch and my boyfriend is the loudest guy I know. It was maybe about 11pm and I said that I was going to go upstairs to lay down for a bit, I needed darkness and peace and quiet. I did go upstairs, got naked, turned off the lights, and slept…or attempted too. It took me a couple hours to fall asleep or until my boyfriend came to bed. Can never sleep without that man.

Anyways, the night was amazing and I can’t wait until next year but hopefully by then I will know the game like I know baseball.

Go Seahawks Go!