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14 years ago
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I feel bad about not posting an update to my journal from November. It sort of ended on a cliffhanger as related events continued after I posted it.
I decided that very day, in fact, to give the hospital another try. I went in at around 4 in the afternoon. Was relieved to find the emergency room empty (what other feeling can you really have about an empty emergency room?). Walked up to one of the nurses and showed her my old orange card, asking her "Can you do anything about my old ass health card?" She explained that that isn't one of the services they handled, but directed me to go to the license bureau in town and talk to them about it. It seemed like the nurses were expecting me to say something else, like the card was just a front and I was really there for some embarrassing problem. That wouldn't be me, if I had something to really be there for I would just be like "listen lady, I lost the banana." I mean, these are nurses, they've seen shit.
I made it to the Service Canada place in time before it closed and asked them. They were pretty helpful about telling me what information I needed to bring them. So I went back home with the intention of finding all of the requirements. One piece was still an issue but a very good fur friend advised that I try with what I had, and a reasonable substitute. I returned the next day, and after a bit of a wait, they accepted it and had my new card made. I got it in the mail a week later. :)
My sister, unfortunately caught wind of my suicidal rant, and decided the best course of action was to flip out like a fucking psycho. Unable to tell her "It's over. My problem is taken care of! Now go back to your life and leave me alone like you normally do!" I just sat there and took it. I realized that she is right in a way. I have to think of my family, I can't hurt and betray them by taking the easy way out and leaving them with my PSYCHOPATH OF A FUCKING SISTER.
Later on in time, I learned that she had a major fight with my aunt and cousin. Part of the argument being about the fact that she objects to certain Halloween pictures I posted on my facebook. (I wore a vampiress dress.)
Christmas was alright. The whole family was expecting a shitfest, but it turned out good. Got some games, been wasting time on them.
Now that my I.D. issue is taken care of, I intend to be at Furnal Equinox this year! :)
I still haven't officially registered, but I will be there. :D
I decided that very day, in fact, to give the hospital another try. I went in at around 4 in the afternoon. Was relieved to find the emergency room empty (what other feeling can you really have about an empty emergency room?). Walked up to one of the nurses and showed her my old orange card, asking her "Can you do anything about my old ass health card?" She explained that that isn't one of the services they handled, but directed me to go to the license bureau in town and talk to them about it. It seemed like the nurses were expecting me to say something else, like the card was just a front and I was really there for some embarrassing problem. That wouldn't be me, if I had something to really be there for I would just be like "listen lady, I lost the banana." I mean, these are nurses, they've seen shit.
I made it to the Service Canada place in time before it closed and asked them. They were pretty helpful about telling me what information I needed to bring them. So I went back home with the intention of finding all of the requirements. One piece was still an issue but a very good fur friend advised that I try with what I had, and a reasonable substitute. I returned the next day, and after a bit of a wait, they accepted it and had my new card made. I got it in the mail a week later. :)
My sister, unfortunately caught wind of my suicidal rant, and decided the best course of action was to flip out like a fucking psycho. Unable to tell her "It's over. My problem is taken care of! Now go back to your life and leave me alone like you normally do!" I just sat there and took it. I realized that she is right in a way. I have to think of my family, I can't hurt and betray them by taking the easy way out and leaving them with my PSYCHOPATH OF A FUCKING SISTER.
Later on in time, I learned that she had a major fight with my aunt and cousin. Part of the argument being about the fact that she objects to certain Halloween pictures I posted on my facebook. (I wore a vampiress dress.)
Christmas was alright. The whole family was expecting a shitfest, but it turned out good. Got some games, been wasting time on them.
Now that my I.D. issue is taken care of, I intend to be at Furnal Equinox this year! :)
I still haven't officially registered, but I will be there. :D
