another week

well, it's just been an ordinary week. Nothing outta the blue. I quit the Button Factory after listening to my mums' reasoning. I was simply exhausted and not that healthy. I needed to make a choice. And working 70 hours a week was just out of the question. I needed to be sane. I'm going to miss the people there and the free nightly rock shows. I now have a secure organic resto job and I work more then full time, so, ...I'm just fine. Finaly the boys have left the building. Now we are just girls. The house is getting artsier and cleaner by the day. Last night was our first girls night and it felt just right. I have decided to stay here till atleast the end of June. I'm glad I didn't run away and that I toughed it out for a week. I could have given up and I really wanted to colapse. It would have been easy but I feel that I have learned a lot through this horrible experience. For example, grace and forgiveness. I am not bitter to them. It was a huge challenge and I almost wasn't strong enough for it. And to my surprise I actually was able to survive this. God won't allow you go through something you cannot handle. He just doesn't work like that. But the boys are gone. And I am no longer mentally tortured. I have forgiven them but I don't like them.

On another note: my sibs are about to start major adventures!!! Nadine peaces to Tuff forever in a few weeks. And Justin ( at only 15!) is going on Esperanza. Way to go guys :)

yup its true... my life has gone to the dogs

So basically, if that little story confused you a little tooo much... my life sucked the last week. There were 3 reasons:
- Waaay to much work+ waaay too little sleep= waaay too much exhaustion.
- My awful roomates decided to punish me for sticking up for others and doing what is ethically right.
-I was completely broke with a grand total of 1.86 euro in my bank account.

But I'm on the second day of my weekend and though I'm exhausted I do feel a lot better and happier. One of the roomates peaced to Spain today without even a goodbye. Good on him. Now one of my shoulders feels waaay lighter.

Yesterday, Chara and I went to the best vegetarian ever! The place is called Govinda's and its around the corner. It was the most zen restaurant I've ever been to. It was inspired by India with Indian food and Indian music. I was really happy. We sat in there for about two hours like we normly do in restaurants. Take an hour to eat another to speak. And relax.

The weather is a little warmer and I've been struttin around town in dress and doing some serious thinking. I'm not at my mental and physical beings' healthiest. So I have to watch out. I'm not too sure how much longer I'll be in Dublin for... so I'm doing some major and serious thinking towards that issue. I'm not ready for Canada yet. I feel like I'm suppossed to be in Europe for a little longer. I'll be here for sure for another 3 weeks. Keeping myself grounded and mentally sane.

Walking to work is amazing and I've already had two beautiful encounters with nature. My friend Gareth from Belfast, UK came over for a lovely visit. And thanks to his kindness and friendship he decided to walk the 1.5 hour walk with me to work in the bright early and damp morning. We were talking about faith when all of the sudden he pushed me off the sidewalk to explain a metaphor and we were awestruck because a white horse was galloping through the fields very nearby. It was pretty magical with the bright white horse going through the misty emerald grass. It felt medieval.
And then a few days ago I was going to work again and came across two heards of deer. Beautiful things they are and they were soooo calm. One heard was about 40 and the other about 15 in deer. I walked by them about 10 feet away and they weren't even scared. Some of them watched me. But when other people came by they ran away. Watching them run together in a troup was bewildering. I think I need to go back to nature.

A True Story

Once upon a time there was a little girl with a big idea. She decided to do her own thing and go big. So the little girl with the big idea took a big plane and flew across the big ocean to a little country. Life was good. She had a little job on her little street and was living a happy little simple life until one day the big bad recession decided to hurt her. She no longer had a little sweet job and no longer had little pennies in her pocket. She didnt know what to do. But she continued on living anyway. The little girl was only going to embrace this big problem and make the best of it. So the little girl got two new jobs that were sooo fun. She was sooo happy for her big accomplishments. But the little girl was getting tired for only sleeping a little more then 3 hours a night. But she continued and then a week ago her two nice roomates decided to be mean to her. She thought they were her frinds, and they were, but only for a while. The roomates became very mean because the little girl stood up for what was right. And she didn't fall into their temptation. She had her own idea and new it was the right idea. They made her life horrible for 2 days and then stopped talking to her. She didnt let it get to her because she knew it just wasn't worth it and she wanted to continue on her little life with big dreams. And now she's more then a little confused...

exhaustion

I will probably continue on this blog tommorrow. But the bottem line is I'm not in a good place and need to do something about it. Don't worry.

On a more happier note: I'm working a day job in this organic restaurant in the middle of Phoenix Park. It takes me an hour and a half to get there so do the math. In equation I have blisters on my feet, the kind that are painful to walk on. I really enjoy working at the restaurant. It reminds me of a classy Common Loaf.

Button Factory: Yesterday was the Dublin Gay Theatre Fastival and the ceremony was at the venue in which I work in. I saw loads of hilarious shorts and skits. Gay people know how to have fun. I wish I was gay. They know how to let loose and enjoy life. And goodness, it wa some of the best acting I have ever seen.

As well, a couple days ago at the Factory was a Chzech and Slovakian concert. MY mom would love this music :) It was basically world-folk-fusion. The band was freaking ood but the crowd was even better. They know how to rock!!! I was having a great time! Montreal is known for a being a city that knows how to rock out. Well Chzechs and Slovaks can do it waaay better. Truth be told. They were sooo enthusiastic and bouncy up and down so high and energetically. I saw lods of men skipping all over the venue and doing pirouettes. It was so funny! No shame just gain and game.

A ridiculous life

Well loads has happened over the week. I dont know who I am right now or how exactely tired I actually am. I'm gonna pass out. The best part of the week is when Chara and I went to Howth last Tuesday. Howth is north of Dublin but right on the coast. I don't know if it's considerd the Atlantic ocean but if I would swim for my life I'd end up in Liverpool. We took a train over there and the weather was simply beautiful. Suntastic. I saw a few seals and the water is of a tropical blue. Howth looks just like a little harbor town and is therefore an adorable little seaside paradise. It was the perfect getaway day. After exploring the coast Chara and I went up on to the is huge hill where most of the town resides. It actually reminds me a lot of Canada. The giant cliff-hill was covered with yellow shrubs and people would horseback. It was beautiful and surely an adventurous day. Oh,... and we also ate fish 'n' chips.

ho hum dee dum

The weather over here is fantastic. Warm and sunny but windy. Sometimes it reminds me of Nanaimo in that way. So I have been chilling on the roof a lot. Chara's over here and life is good. Im also stoked because Karalee is comming to Europe soon-ish. And this will be grand. Last night Jess, Chara and I went to my work, on a night I didnt work and listened to the good reggae music. It was full of Blacks and Hippies and that's how I like it. Im pretty broke with less then 30 euro to my name which is about 20 bucks Canadian. Honestly, I'll I do is go out for coffee and sit in the sun. I live a pretty normal life. But yesterday we went to church and to Carissas Bible Study. I really like the study and Im pretty into it.

A good day

Today is just beautiful. I'm very happy, maybe its cuz of the weather, maybe it's because Chara just arrived, maybe because the work world is looking up, maybe it's I'm settling in, maybe it's because I've made some great friends, maybe it's because I just met an old man who has the same birthday as me, only he's 5 times feistier ( coolest old man ever and sooo interesting- hung out with him for an hour)... maybe its all this and more. But today is a good day and I spent 3 hours in Phoenix Park. Yesterday I had a job interview for Quicksilver and today I had a job interview for an organic restaurant in Phoenix Park. The restaurant is really inspiring because all their vegetables are grown in their own walled organic garden. Asides from that it's just been the usual: rock concerts and coffee with mates. I kinda wanna stay in Dublin for waaay longer then planned... but I have a life ahead of me unfortunatly with time limits.

True Story

So I came to Dublin without a Bible. Because I brought a Bible to Tofino and didnt read it once. So I figured less luggage weight. Yup, Im a genius... Until I started going to Carissas Bible study and since its a daily study I was stuck. So I went to the Christian bookstore around the corner and only wanted to by one book. But that doesnt really happen so I was checking out the New Testament. I came to the till with an inexpensive edition when a woman talking to the clerk gave me a mini New Testament. Without my realisation she had bought it for me. I was really thankful and greatful. Nice woman she is. Then she handed me a euro which she said was a blessing. Strange and weird to me and it has never happend to me before. Basically unfamiliar to my eyes and I still dont know what or how I feel about this. BUT I said thank you and that I would pass it on. So I continued on my day and asked God that he direct me to the right person who needed it because I didnt. I wasnt worried. I just new that when I new someone really needed it, I would know. I went by lots of homeless people but I just didnt feel like feeding their crack addictions. Later on in the day a girl caught my eye, she was crying and she was familiar. I had met here three weeks prior to this. She was the daughter of a woman in rehab and her step dad would beat her. So, at 15, she decided to run away. And now was living on the streets because the youth shelters had no more vacancies. Damn them, this is unjustifiable. I came over to her and hugged her. We were talking and I gave her the euro, which was honestly the only cash I had on me. She was crying because she had just walked out of the bank with 300 hundred euros in her hand. Being young and a lil naive she walked out with the money just chilling in the palm of her hand. Someone swipped it and ran off. Now she has no money. Both times I have seen her I beg to take her out for lunch or even just a tiny chocolate bar. She always refuses and says that its way to embarassing. I really want to help her. When all she wants is money. Pray for this girl peeps. Shes as young as my brother. I have a feeling shes sleeping around for money for drugs. Maybe its my wild imagination. But the way she was dressed this second time seeing her, I kinda figured? She really needs help but shes so independant.

Laryngitis

So I havent written in the blog in a week. Im not super lazy (well sometimes yes) just super busy. A lot happens in a week. And I cant remember everything. For one thing I am super tired but everyday is occupied with adventures and friendship and then gig work therefore leaving me sleep deprived. And because of this and possibly other things like how this town smokes like a chimney, I have inherited laryngitis. HAHA! YA! jokes on Chantal again. I honestly cant go through a year without getting something weird and not fun. Basically now I have no voice, NO voice. I sound like a little dog who had its voice box removed, sad story :(... So moving on to happier things... I met this really cool girl named Holly and weve been going to Eddie Rockets a few times. And when I add it up with the times Ive gone with Jessica, well then Ive just been to Eddie Rockets waaay to many times. Eddie Rockets is the coolest dinner ever. Holly from Van City is moving to Montreal, life will be good. Besides working and being exhausted and hanging with amazing friends like my soon-to-be wife Teresa, I have been going to Carissas Bible study which I really like. My mobile phone broke on its own. It wanted to make my life a lil harder, lil bugger (thats what she said). So I had to dish out more moola to get a new one and continue my downward laddwer to homlessness. The higlight of my week is when I invited my seven closest friends over to my ROOF! for Indian food. It was really fun to have a picnic on a roof. Ill show you some photos some day... I also wanted to say my Moms Bday was on the 1st. Happy 36th Birthday Mum!!!! haha love peace