Life is good, even if I'm a Clanna Be Fatts...LMFAO

Alright let's forget my last post it just puts me in a crappy mood. On the flip side I recently received some awesome news and my life is FINALLY starting to turn around. As my friends know I have been trying to get a job with Citizenship and Immigration Canada for the past 3 years. It's so god damned hard to even be considered to write their test let alone get hired on. So 3 years ago I applied and didn't even get the opportunity to write the test because I had no office experience. 2 years ago I applied again and was physched to be able to write the test. Now I have heard horror story after horror story about that damn test! I did all the practise exams, went to a prep course offered by the Anne Terry Project that they held for people to get prepared for the test, I brushed up on my math, grammer and just plain ole common sense. I wanted this job and I wanted it bad! A friend of mine wrote the test 6 times (That's 6 consecutive years in a row!!!) and failed each time so I was pretty nervous to write. So the time comes and I wrote the test. I had mixed feelings about it, it was hard, my nerves were shot but I did the best I could. The results came back and I almost thew up! I PASSED!!! YAY I made and Ok mark, but I was just glad I passed! Its a long slow process with the government (go-figure) so I impatiently waited. They contacted me months later and wanted me to write a Second Language Evaluation Test to test my french. I wrote it and did OK. Soooo I again waited and nothing. :( I was bummed out but wasen't ready to give up. The next year rolls around and I had all intentions to go back to school to take an office course to see if it got me any further with the job. So I apply again, I write and guess what? I PASSED!!! I made higher than I did last year too! I was happy. Either way I was going to be doing something come September. So like the past I knew I had to wait, wait and wait some more. I'm sure everyone was giving up hope, but that didn't matter to me cause I wasen't giving up! I went on with my life but always had the hope I would be working there someday. One day a few months ago the phone rang and it said "Citizenship and Immigration" I was trembling! I answered and spoke with a woman who wanted me to fax my resume right away! I was sooo excited, they never asked for it the year before so I figured it was a "good" thing. So I faxed it off that day and again, nothing happened. The weeks went by and school was looking like the only option, which was fine but I would have had to work and pay for it on my own. I can't get a student loan, line of credit, no sponsorship from EI...NOTHING. I knew it would be hard but was willing to do it. School starts in 2 weeks and guess who ISN'T going? MOI!!!!!!! LOL Nope, don't have to! I finally got the call after 3 long shitty years and not giving up hope! I start work Monday from 8:30-4:30 and after Monday I get to pick my hours!!! How sweet is that! They open at 7am and close at 5pm, closed on ALL the holidays, closed at Christmas and NOT OPEN ON THE WEEKENDS!!! She said I can pick from like 7-3, 7:30-3:30, 8-4, 8:30-4:30 or 9-5 baby! I have never been happier in all my life I swear! Finally! I truely believe that if you want something soooo bad, never give up and you will have it someday. Even if you have to make sacrifices, bust your ass and impatiently wait....don't give up! I hope ya'll get what you want in life cause it's the most awesome feeling in the world. Now let's celebrate!! lol And I didn't forget what I promised! First paycheck...the booze is on me, so let's get it on!!! lol

Some people just don't know any better!

Alrighty it's 11:22pm on Sunday and I feel pretty good about myself right now!.....NOT! I honestly don't know what goes on in people's heads sometimes, probably nothing since I don't think they actually think before they open their big fat rude traps! I know I'm a fat tub of lard, you don't have to tell me! Jeez! My mother's friend just made a comment that wasen't very nice, but she honestly didn't think it was rude!!! She must be from fuckin Louisdale..Home of the Rude people!!! lol My mother and I were talking about how bad I have arthritis in my legs (had it since I was 10 years old) and she was recommending certain meds and shit and that's fine. I got a glass of water and was just walking out the door and she says this "Oh Melanie your legs will only get worse with the weight on" I turned around and hoped she didn't say what I thought she said so I said "WHAT?" and she repeated herself. She truely didn't think it was rude, she kept a concerned face and thought it was good advice. WHAT THE FUCK??? My mother just looked at me cause she knows how much of a bitch I can be and I don't give a shit who you are, say something rude....yer gonna get it right back! But for my dear mother's sake I gave her a little glare, turned around and said "THANKS!" in a sarcastic, slightly bitchy way. Ughh I just don't know sometimes. I don't care how fat you are, I would NEVER, EVER, EVER make rude comments like that...not only would I NOT do it to your face, I wouldn't even do it behind your back. It's probaly the meanest thing in the world, it makes you wanna go commit suicide and the people who say it sometimes don't even know it bothers you. What gives? I find it's mostly older folk who say things about people's weight. Not sure why, but they do. Take Jean-Guy's father for instance, hell the first time I met him he was driving me from Sydney to Louisdale (He was in Sydney doing some arrands so I hitched a ride) we were chatting about sports and how I used to play hockey and soccer so he says "so did ya find ya put on all that weight since ya stopped playing sports?" I wanted to jump out of the car and pray about 15 cars run me over. Nice eh? And keep in mind, this is my back then "new" boyfriend and it's the first time I've met his father, so this man doesn't even know me!!! He's made plenty rude fat comments since, I can recall a time we were having supper at their (jean-guy's parents) house and I can't remember exactly what he said but it was another RUDE comment about me being a lard ass and I stopped what I was eating, dropped my fork, cried and stormed out of the house. Mother Theresa (jean-guy's mother) and Jean-Guy nearly died. They didn't know what to do, I cried for hours and the worst part was that I was working for Jean-Guy's dad and I had to face him the next day. Even though we worked side by side, I never spoke a word to him for 2 weeks. It was horrible. So this is just a little note to warn the brain dead fucks out there who feel the need to tell people they are over-weight, fat, chubby, need to loose a few pounds, wow you put on the weight shit talk to think twice about opening their own BIG FAT MOUTHS!!!!!! :)