so if you missed part 1, i suggest you start reading it before you read this or else you'd be totally lost.
july 5
hey i got my car back from the impound. it was such a fucking mission to get it back though. it was towed the night of canada day (thursday night). my dad and i called up the impound.
we asked, "what do we need to get our car back?"
they told us "if you were to pick it up today it would cost you about $175 and the price will go up $26 every calendar day. will you be picking it up yourselves or tow it?"
we said "ourselves"
they said "so we'll need to see the driver's license of the person picking it up and proof of insurance."
me and my dad whispered to each other "damn we gotta get this insured then."
so it was friday night when we called them so we had to wait until monday to buy the car insurance.
today (monday), we kind of didn't feel like buying insurance now since we're about to sell the car anyways in about a week. we thought if we need proof of insurance to pick up the car ourselves, what will we need to hire a towing company to tow us the car from the impound to our house?
we called them up and asked them what we'll need to show them if we were to tow the car.
they told us "all you need is the money (which came up to be around $250) and registration and proof of ownership of the car. and we'll give you the reference number which you can forward to the towing company so they may come and pick it up"
which they did just that. and that was an extra $95 to tow the damn thing. so about $350 in total of expenses.
thats soooo much less than if i were to get caught by the police on the road. the fact that i was driving with only a learner's license plus an uninsured car, let's just say my trip to my country would've been cancelled indefinetely and school would've had to wait for maybe another year or two. it definetely would be in the thousands i think, if i were to get caught on the road. so i pretty much dodged a bullet there.
july 7
i'm feeling really depressed right now. but the thing is there's really no apparent reason why i should be. besides that my uncle whom i despise so came over to spend a couple days here with us. but that really is no legit reason why i'm so down like this... so i'm just blogging here at the mall in the middle of the night... any of you guys ever had one of those days where you're just randomly depressed over nothing?
so today was my day off and i had some small errands to run. went to 3 different banks, scanned my photo id, filled up my flat car tire, etc.
went to eat at this filipino/japanese restaurant with my co-workers.
my crush invited me over to his house today to have some coffee and toast after i got done eating at the restaurant. we talked. just casual talk was all. it seems i'm going crazy for him more and more everyday ever since i came out to him. he's so ugly lol. i mean like he's not ugly ugly but he's got such a mediocre face i sometimes wonder why i like him so much. his personality and body definetely make up for his face... but despite it all i still dont see him in any sexual way. i do admire his nice body but physical admiration is all it is. umm like... admiring a nice car. just because it looks nice doesnt mean you wanna fuck it right? haha so i'm thinking of sharing to him this blog of mine here. the way that "mikey" let "josh" "read". but then i'm trying to decide whether i really should because if i do, i wouldn't be as open simply because somebody i know, the dude i really like, is reading this. maybe i sbould just email him certain posts only lol.
random thought of the day: ever had this conversation with a friend of yours? "this tastes like ass... you've tasted ass before?...--no it tastes like the smell of ass!"
july 8
holy shit i lost my wallet last night at the mall. just as i was recovering from car-towing trauma i have to deal with this fucked up shit. i'm sooo cheesed right now its not even funny. like my credit card, debit card, permanent resident (canadian green card), SIN card (canadian social security), my driver's license,... but no cash. ALL GONE.
i realized i lost my wallet this morning when i was about to pay something online with my credit card. so remember when i told you i was laying around by myself on some mall bench last night because i was feeling a little down? well it must've fallen out of my pocket. i called the mall's lost and found and they found nothing. then they referred me to the nearest police station if they found anything either. nothing. why all this just before i leave for my one-month vaykay?
so i called to report my lost credit card, my lost debit...
they told me for my driver's license i need to go to the ministry of transportation services office or whatever.
and my PR card i need to pay $50 to get a new one. instead of the card i'll be carrying around the original permanent resident document from here to my country and back.
at first glance, i really dont see any point in anybody wanting to keep my wallet. no cash. and there are only so many different cards in it. my SIN card is not really easy to find. and my master card's credit limit is used up anyways.
because of a potential case of identity theft, the contents of someone's wallet can be worth well more than their very own house, depending on whose wallet it belongs to.
if you're out there, please return my wallet!!! lol there's my address there on my driver's license! all you gotta do is either mail it to me or visit my house in person! i beg of youuuuu!!!!! LOL i'm losin it.
july 9
i had a naughty dream last night. of my crush. showering with him. in the buff...
but that's not the interesting part. here's where it gets twisted... i cud've sworn i was not sexually turned on by him one bit. i mean i've had many of these naughty dreams of guys (never SEX but just dreaming of SEEING them naked) and girls and i remember being horny as hell as i was dreaming these (and a few with me waking up to the smell of coffee--i mean bleach, if you catch my drift. ya i know thats gross but its the truth). but this time it felt (in the dream) as if i was showering with my brother or something. no sense of lust whatsoever. this kind of confirms that i really have never lusted for him ever.
am i really bisexual?...--yes i am! i look at gay porn too! even though its the solo stuff!
i'm like obsessed with him now. i cant stop thinking about him. everytime i get the chance to pass time doing nothing i think about him. when i'm on my break i think about him. before and after bed i think about him. i don't think this is love since this is pretty much how i felt with my ex girlfriends. nothing new. it's definetely not love. or am i in denial? no, he doesnt even fit anything close to what i described as my dream boyfriend to be. it's so surreal how comfortable he seems to know that another dude likes him. and it amazes me how he's doing everything he can to assure me that he's got nothing personal at all against me liking him. in my 20 year life i've never been in a such a situation. with a dude.
did i tell you guys that supposedly last tuesday would've been my last day at work (cut off day so i can then pick up my paycheck the following monday just before i leave for my country)? so i decided to work extra to pay off my stupid towing fees, only from wednesday-sunday (which means no parties on the last weekend before i leave. fuck). but the plus side is that i get to see more of brown shrek at work! =
take it easy peeps and God bless always.
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