To blog writing to bugs finding

I have one of those crazy weeks. I have been unfortunately hired to a place before being able to fix my hair, so now, it’s too late for me to change my hair color. So I just buy a new hair coloration, the same that I have in my hair right now.

I have been hired as a linguistic tester for a 3 months contract. The business place is the middle of no where and it’s really painful for me to work over there because usually, I am use to walk around during my break and at that place, there bushes all around the place, it’s really awful, and there’s no sidewalk, no Tim Horton and I have to make an hour ride car just to get there. I wake up at 5 in the morning just to go to work. I accept the contract without really knowing what was the job was all about. I didn’t even ask, I just care about the fact that I was having a contract for 3 months, full-time work. I should have asked. Anyway, now I am stuck there for 3 months.

I am not a sexy gamer and I hate video game, I think it’s just the stupidest thing of the world but yeah, it’s cannot be as stupid as been doing massage while not being a massotherapist, I have to confess. Anyway, I hate being in the middle of no where. It’s make me remember why I left NB. I don’t have a too good memory…

Sarah Jessica Parker had horrible hair in the first season of Sex and the City

I am watching Sex and the City right now. I wanted to watch the first episode for a really long time. I never saw it before. And gees, the hair of Jessica are very ugly. I love her usual blond curvy hair, but in the first episode, her hair are too short and they are brown...

And here's coming Mr. Big... They bunch in each other. It's the way they meet. I don't understand the fixation on Mr. Big. He's not that hot. It's just not the type of guy I find sexy.

I don't know if I am going to be able to keep watching the first episode because I am not use to those brown hairs and it's not the Jessica that I like. I pay too much attention to hair and small details. It's make me remember that I have to change my hair color before I begin my new job this week. I just hope it's going to work out.

Not for the job... for the hairs... lol

New hair, new job... It's going to be a hot September.

It's good to be back!

Finally, a two days vacation in New Brunswick has been long enough for me! I wouldn't stay any much longer, since I was working on Monday 27. I received a bunch of negative comments coming from the family saying that I haven’t been around for a while, that I haven’t been visiting since the grandfather died, etc…. Well, it was only for 2 days and it was only for my license, but I couldn’t tell them that so I just shut out. I never really speak to them that much anyway. I needed to renew those licenses. Now, I have a brand new NB license valid until 2011... And on September 11, I will have, or I hope I will have a Quebec license. I haven't been able to get an appointment earlier. Things are so complicated here in Quebec. You need an appointment for almost everything here in Montreal and it's quite annoying. It’s complicate to see a financial advisor, a doctor, an accountant, everything. I cannot do my things at the last minute. I have to organize and I hate that.

I have a new piece of ID. It's just from that year that ID pictures have been put mandatory for NB license. Now, everyone have to have their picture taken. In my previous license, I didn't get the pic taken because my mother who renew it for me, since I was in France back then and that ID license pic were not mandatory. Maybe one day recycling will be mandatory in NB. NB is not too modern.

I look at my ID pic and I definitely need a hair cut and a new coloration. I might look better with darker hair. It' now my new obsession. I just cannot stand it any more. I have been waiting for so long. For the coloration, it's ok, I have a new one that I buy previously and it's ready to be use, but I didn’t do the coloration. It’s like having food in my fridge and not doing my lunch for dinner. I can be very lazy some time.

I didn't have a hair cut like I was expecting in NB. I have been too busy taking pictures around. I don’t expect to go there for Christmas so I fully load my camera. I buy a new card and I can take as much as 3 000 pictures. I didn’t take as much as 3 000, maybe around 300. Sunday has been a beautiful day so I have been able to take a lot of pics. My home backyard is pretty as always. It's even prettier during summer time. I have been able to go to my grandfather house and I took a bunch of pics too there. I didn't download them into my computer yet.

On Sunday, my mother has the bright idea to celebrate my birthday with the family, even if it was on Monday. I find it quite strange. I haven't been home for 2 years and I wasn't expecting to see anyone. I didn't want to see them. I never celebrate my birthday with them and I ask myself why those losers where there, celebrating my birthday. My mother had paid for 2 big pizzas. The pizza was free for them, for the family, so I assume they'd come over for the free pizza and it’s just amused me.

It's not that I want to be mean to them, but it's just that after eaten the pizza, they left so quickly that my mother had forget about the cake she had in the fridge for me. I didn't know about the cake so I didn't say anything. I said goodbye to everybody and I was happy to see them leaving so early, without having a piece of cake. Anyway, after everyone left, my mother told me that she had forgotten about the cake and that I could have a piece if I wanted. I eat a chocolate cake watching "Les pages de notre amour" movie that was playing at Radio-Canada that night and I had a beer. I won't forget about that birthday that's for sure. I am just happy to be some place else for now.

Nothing have change, everything all the same over there in NB and I was happy to leave and I couldn’t wait for Monday to come because I was working at my day and evening job on August 27. It was great to tell myself that it was ok, that I could leave because I have my jobs and I told to myself that everything was going to be fine now.

Reitmans clothes look good on me

I was reading Internet news yesterday when I learn that a Montreal organization was giving Hollywood Jeans and clothes coming from Reitmans to poor people during two days this week.

Since I like Reitmans, the news just catch my eyes. I understand the necessity to give new clothes to the poorest because it’s cost a lot. And even the poorest cannot feel great wearing only clothes coming from L’Armée du Salut. If I would be poor, I would appreciate receiving free new clothes, especially from Reitmans, since I like that store. I also like Suzy Shier, La Baie and Sears when it comes to buy clothes.

I went shopping last night and I believe I won’t need to buy anything else for a while.

Michel Tremblay on Plateau Mont-Royal: was it really him?

I work on a very nice area, near St-Denis. They have all kind of restaurants there. I use to look at pictures of authors very often since I study literature at the university and I am quite familiar with Michel Tremblay figure and throat because I know he had suffer from a cancer or something on his throat and his throat is quite particular. Maybe because he had received an operation or something. I don’t know.

I just notice it before. And also his short hair and round glasses. Anyway, I was coming back from Tim Hortons when I saw that man, a look alike Michel Tremblay. I stare at him twice and he looks after me too. I didn’t take the chance to say hello I just look at him twice. When I think about it, I think it was really him. For now on, I just bring my digital camera whatever I go and I will take pic and send them to Allo Police lol! Michel Tremblay is a French Quebec author, for those reading this and don’t know.

If I am lucky, I might see one day Eric Lapointe because from what I know, a colleague of mine saw him drunk near a bar in Mont-Royal, really near from where I work. That’s hot!

I love my grandfather craps

I was just looking once again at the pic I post on my blog, the one name My grandfather backyard and I find it funny because the thing I love most about that home, it's all the things he had stock there, all the craps, like I like to call it.

After he pass away, a lot of things have been move, unfortunately. Now, it's like is spirit done. I was used to look at thje backyard and find it super cool all the metal pieces and things that was lying there. My mom told me that the place have been clean and it's really too bad because when he died, in December 2006, I didn't get the chance to take good pictures of the place because it was too dark outside. I have a cheap digital camera and I need a good sun to be able to take good pics. I might buy another one, with another card too one day, because I cannot put too much pics into the memory card I have right now.

There's an old building in by grandfather backyard that I would like to catch before it get destroyed... It's a good thing after all I go to NB this weekend.

Family as$%!

When enough is enough, I call it quite, I call it quite on my job last June, I call it quite on my family and on the friend I have left there in NB. One friend only, well it’s not that bad. She’s still living there, have a baby and a husband who cannot make a living for himself.

I wonder when things began to change for her and all of us. For her, it might have been when she starts having sex with him, I believe. Sex can change a girl sometimes. It drive me sick because she was really beautiful and now, she’s all skinny, she wants to please him and her social life must really suck because he came from a family of 12. Family reunion must really suck and Christmas too, too much things too buy, too much anniversaries, etc. Anyway, I wouldn’t change my life for her. For nothing at all.

I was thinking of a bunch of things lately and maybe things were meant to be that way. I mean, what a girl should do when her own father and aunt go for some hunting in a area very close to Montreal and they don’t even stop to say hello… It was the incident who cut it off. I wasn’t in pain when it arrived, I just call it quite. I was piss off. I have a bad temper and that’s what who save me I believe. No more family mathers to me. I enjoy my life now. Being far away have help me in many ways.

One day in NB and another one in Quebec City

I just remember why I couldn't stand my mother too much! I kind of forget it along the way, since it's been almost 2 years since I didn't see any member of my family. She's doing camping and want to sleep there this Friday night, the night I am suppose to arrive to NB. That doesn't bother me, the only thing is that she doesn't have a phone there. She just kept asking m when I will arrive. Well, I will arrive when I will arrive! I won't be able to call when I arrive.

I work until 16h30 this Friday. I when to go to Beri-Uquam as soon as possible, take the first bus who goes to Quebec City. From there, I go to Rivière-du-Loup, and from Rivière-du-Loup, my hometown. Anyway, she doesn't seem to care about the fact that I will make my way to Berri, I could take the bus at 18 like not. Who know's if the bus will be full and that I have to take the next bus. Why things have to be so complicated with her? Why is she so miserable?

Come on, we didn't see each other for about 2 years now and if it wasn't about those license, I swear to god that I wouldn't go. I enjoy much more Quebec City. I have a friend there and it's always there where I go whenever I have a chance.

Anyway, I know that she could not show up at the bus station. So I am mentally prepared for that and I really don't give a damn no more.

I plan to stay one day only in NB. I decide that today, since my mom won't even sleep at home for me, why should I try to please her and stay 2 long days at home knowing that I don't like my hometown that much. It's going to be an exhausting and long weekend. I am just hoping my friend in Quebec City will be free this Sunday. If not, I will go directly to Montreal after fixing my license problem.

I buy my bus ticket to NB… and it cost me 150$!!!!

A bus ticket to my hometown is quite expensive, especially when you know that I am going for just a weekend. The bad news is I am missing two days of work, and there’s a 150$ somewhere that’s already gone. Not gone, I should say, but put in my credit card. I haven’t visit for more than a year now and I believe I will get back with some awesome pics. I heard that my license could be renew by another person, but to do so, I needed to write down a letter and say that person can renew my license for me. I am going anyway. My license is freaking my out right now, like a bunch for things. I had a hard time passing the tests drive and everything and back than, I follow the courses and everything that I pay with my own money and gees, I cannot stand the idea that I could loose them.

Ever try to get unemployment benefits? I hate paperwork. I hate it so much that I didn’t send my application yet for the reserve. I am getting lazy, but it’s like I am having something bad inside me and I can help it, I cannot do more than what I am doing now. The taught of paperwork and the taught of having to hold guns just make me back off. I still have the paper. I might complete then another time, when I will suffer from a lack of work. But at another time.

So far in my live, it never happen to me when I was away, but now, maybe because of exhaustion, I want to go back home and I would like to be able to stay there for a while and maybe work at the WalMart or something…. (because we have or WalMart too). We also have Zellers and other stores.

In the meantime, I organized all my things. I had lot to do to put my things in order so I did that this week, and I am not all done yet. I still have a birth certificate and a medical card to renew. I was so tired today. All those little things exhaust me. I hate paperwork. I now wonder why I get now everything organizes so well. I remember it’s because of those 16 weeks of work that they are coming next week, starting from next Monday. I am so annoy. I receive another call today for a job, I didn’t reply to it yet. I am having those 16 weeks of extra full-time, I don’t want nothing else for now. I don’t know what to do. I never know what to do.

When I will be in NB, I will get my hair cut. I am scare of getting them cut here, I don’t know any hairdresser. And for the color, I decide not to change it since my mother, the last time she saw me, I had the same hair color I have now so it’s better if I don’t change it now, so it won’t surprise her too much. Her and all the other. And I know she’s going to hate my long hair.

I might bring my clarinet on my way back. I kind of miss the sound of it. I try to get some clarinet course here in Montreal. I am too into work, job searching and everything that come in between and it’s make me believe sometimes that I might spend the rest of my life searching for jobs… I would like to know what’s wrong with me, because I would like to do something else than job searching for a while. I have something for the next 14 weeks, 3 months and a half. After that, I could disappear. I would like to work intensively for a long period of time and than being free of doing what I want and just go home and watch TV.

NB to Quebec license

What’s good about me is that I am good at taking risk and I take decisions very quickly. Also, when I have enough of something, I just call it quite! I am just thinking of that job I quite this last June. Its make me laugh. If it wasn’t for that, I have gone to PEI this summer. But that doesn’t really matter. I don’t really like to travel and spend my money. I just buy myself for about 80$ of clothes I need at Reitmans and it’s driving me crazy. I don’t like to spend my money, even on basic need. I had too because my summer skirts are all messy and my jeans are old and ugly.

And when I was shopping I look at the mirror in the cabin and I look at myself, naked, only with my panties and my bra. I wasn’t please by what I look at. I gain weight and I need to change my hair color for a darker one because the one I have is not good on me anymore and I also need a hair cut. My hairs are way too long and they didn’t get cut since December 2006. That’s when my grandfather died. It’s why I remember my last hair cut.

Something bad (because I am not all good) about me is that I am bad with paper work. Last time, far the taxes, I did it on the last day. I just couldn’t do it before the last day it was just too much for me, I wanted to do it at the last minute. Because of me again, I have a dilemma right now. I have my New Brunswick license that will expire by the end of August and I don’t know what do to about it.

I have, on the date of today, arranged something so my NB license will become a Quebecer one. But it will be only at the beginning of September. But by then, my NB license will be expiring. Anyway, I have what I deserve because I only take care of that matter today since I begin to worry. That thing is giving me a headache and since it’s looking like I am going to be here for quite a time, I have to change everything and become a real Quebecker… Its make me sick. Lol

The only thing I see is too call if I can have a new license without having to go to NB. If not, I will have to go in a hurry next weekend and I hate that through I don’t want to go. My mother would want to see my grand-father grave and I don’t want too. Can things can be more simple? Anyway, if I need to go, I won’t miss a day of work during week days because the service for the license in my town is open Saturday morning. But I will miss Saturday and Sunday. I usually work on Saturday and Sunday. Do I need to become a Quebecer?

Another interview nightmare

I have been lucky and unlucky at the same during the last couple of weeks. I went to one interview that completely scares me. It was through a staffing agency and it was for a replacement. The other girl who occupied the position previously was left for a sick leave. That’s what the person at the staffing agency had told me. I was soon going to learn why that girl had left for a sick leave. I sympathize with her.

I wasn’t too pleased by having to replace someone and not be able to know when the contract will end, but I went to the interview any way. And it was a nightmare.

I arrive at time. Then I met one person, and we wait a little for another person that had to come. I was going to work for that person. Anyway, the interview was ok until one of the interviewers asks me something like: “If there’s an emergency at work and you have to stay but you have an appointment to see a doctor, what do you do? Do you go to your appointment or you stay at work to deal with the emergency?”

I new I had to answer that I have to stay at the job… Interviews are interviews and I quite didn’t know what to answer because I just dislike the question. So I answer that I didn’t have a doctor here in Montreal and that I was liked never sick anyway, so I barely never see a doctor… And then, they answer to me, but when we will be done with you, maybe you will need one…

And they were laughing. I find them both very disrespectful. They later on apologize, saying it was only a joke. Then I told to myself, the other girl didn’t leave for nothing. I couldn’t even imagine myself working with them. I was terrified and wanted to go home. I had to calm down.

Anyway, I didn’t get the job and even if I will have it, I would have refused it. I prefer even not to work that work with people making the most unpleasant jokes of the world. Get off!

I don't want to be a cleaning lady no more...

I am giving up on my cleaning job!!! I didn't enjoy it very much at the end. The ads I post in Kijiji expires a couple of days ago and I have been tired of cleaning the mess of other for almost nothing at all.

I have been working on other thing like crazy and it's look like I won't have to worry for jobs until December 2007. So I am very happy. I begin to dislike being a cleaning lady when one of my client lay-off me because, from what he said to me, I was too slow. Anyway, the poor guy wasn't brave enough to say it face-to-face, he wrote me an email, with his professional email. Anyway, I was about to write to the company he's working for because he wrote me with his business email during business time for a purpose having nothing to do with his work. I never had the chance to do so and I kind of gave up on that idea.

I could sound mean, but at that time, I really need the money and I would have appreciate at least one week of advice, so he could gave me the chance to post new ads and get another client. but there's some people like that who are socially disrespectful and treat their cleaning lady like nothing at all. 120$ at the end of a month, when you need that much, it's make a difference. Anyway, I am doing ok now. Working like crazy.

And because I have diplomas, I couldn't just stay at cleaning jobs that I had by posting ads, it's just didn't make any sense. Anyway, let's say I am doing ok so far. Not bad for a New Brunswicker after all.

Why guys should all have a cleaning lady

Well, it will help them to start new relationship with the opposite sex. That’s for sure.

I have my roommate who’s scare to take a shower at her boyfriend apartment because the shower is too much disgusting. I don’t know, but I wouldn’t like it, not to be able to take a shower at my boyfriend place. My roommate, she doesn’t seem to care, but if the shower is dirty, I can’t imagine what the rest of the apartment look like… Anyway, I believe guys should have heir own personal cleaning lady because it will help them on having date.

I just taught of those two guys for which I lean the apartment on Saturday morning. With the summer time and everything, they might wanted their apartment clean to be able to bring their date in. It’s the first thing that came at my mind when I was cleaning and it make me laugh. I was laughing alone, the 2 guys were in their respected room.

I think I won’t ever suffer from a lack of work as a cleaning lady.

My life as a cleaning lady – Part 2

I post a new ad for house cleaning in Kijiji and in CraigList and I have received a response this evening. The person ask for 4 to 5 hours. At 12$, it’s not bad, I have a 60$ deal every 2 weeks. So far, I have one regular client for every 2 weeks at 48$. Since it’s every 2 weeks, it’s a little bit tricky to full my week-end booking, but I guess I will get use to it. I just have to follow my agenda. It’s the only thing complicated about being a cleaning lady. My roommate had an agenda that she doesn’t use. She gave it to me and I use it for my cleaning hours.

I also had another good news, a person who will try me and if it’s work out, she’s going to refer me to one of her friend, it will then make a 5 hours for her and a 4 hours for her friend, or something like that.

I get jobs a lot quicker as a cleaning lady that as a regular job seeker. As a regular job seeker, I hate that part between the interview is giving and the answer, if yes or no I am having the job. It’s seem that I have been waiting for ever and it’s have been 1 week or something like that. The other thing is I don’t have the notion of the time. I guess it’s a good thing that I get that agenda after all!

My life as a cleaning lady

I did my first « cleaning job » this morning. I work from 9 to 12. I get 30 bucks for it. I was in a big rush to clean everything. I had to leave at 12 because I needed to get to a new place for 1 in the afternoon. The place needed a hand. Not that it was extra dirty, but the place needed to be clean.

I arrive a little bit a the other place, but anyone notice, since the instructor itself was late. Anyway, in the morning, at my cleaning job, I met a beautiful 11 months old baby girl. She was just too sweet with her grey eyes and brown hair. I clean the place in a hurry, but I didn’t have time to clean the master bedroom and the kitchen.

In the afternoon, I went to my training as a brand new telemarketing agent. I was feeling strange there because I know a little bit about the call center in India. There in India, agents have to learn to speak English as an American and the standard are very high, from what I have seen in a documentary. English is a second language and I won’t denied the fact that it’s not perfect. But since I don’t want to spend my money in some kind or whatever training, my English will stay the way it is. My English is not too bad when it’s come the time to read the script, but when it’s came time to answer questions, it’s another thing. I am just hoping that people hang up on me when I will call them.

Things are getting better for me as a cleaning lady. I get pay cash when the job is done and I get paid between 10$ to 12$ per hour. I am working tomorrow all day long, I am doing a 7 hours, 4 at one place and 3 at another one. Unfortunately, I have nothing for Sunday yet. I just don’t know what’s going on with the interviews I got last week and this week also. I am getting tired.

My job search disaster

I from New Brunswick and for a reason or another, whenever I say I from there, I receive sometimes nasty comments. It’s not happening all the time, it’s have happen three times. When it happen to me the first time, I was about 24. I was in Ottawa. I didn’t get the job. When I call about that one, I receive a comment like: “Where looking for someone with more office experience”. I didn’t die from it. There’s just this type of recruiter who call you to make you loose your time. For recruiters who are no New Brunswicker friendly, I say: just forgive about me and my résumé. Anyway, for that job in Ottawa, during the interview, the guy just start complaining about New Brunswick, he was from New Brunswick himself, and it’s make me sick. I don’t go really often to New Brunswick, but I don’t want to hear something bad about it, it drive me mad.

I am still on this No New Brunswicker friendly because it’s happening twice to me today. Once, I was returning a call that I miss for a job. I was calling from a pay phone and I have problem to hear. I was calling from Bonaventure, close to the arena they have there. And then the guy ask where I came from, well next time, I will answer: does that really matter for the job? I have an interview fix next week but I won’t show up, trust me on that one. It’s annoy me so bad when he said: “They speak French in New Brunswick?” I prefer to become a cleaning lady then to continue to heard those types of comment. Well, hear me speak English, you’ll notice that yes, there’s French in New Brunswick.

Next incident, later on this afternoon, the comment came from a recruiter from an agencies. He doesn’t speak French, might have went one or two times to New Brunswick and there, for a reason or another, the guy complaint on how small it was, nananani, nanana. It has nothing to do with the job! I won’t work for him either. Today was a bad day.

My new career: cleaning lady

I am about to start a new career... Saturday, June 16, 2007, it will be my first day of work as a cleaning lady. For the few of them who know me well, it’s just impossible to imagine. Well, unemployment have a lot to do about it. For the two last weeks, I have been unemployed. I decided to do something about it. I have been to some interviews, but I won’t receive news any time soon, only next week.

In the meantime, I post different ads. It’s been working and surprise, I am a brand new cleaning lady. It’s a good way to make extra money and it will help me to pass time.

I am back on the net

I just move last Saturday, Brossard to Longueil, unfortunately. I now have to wake up at 6 o' clock in the morning. Before, it was 7 o'clock, even sometimes 7h30... Anyway, I have to adjust and make sure I don't go to sleep to late, because I could miss the bus... I will miss the kitty... I even get close to bring him with me...Bye Bailey

I have post pictures of the cat below the postings.

A room or a small bachelor… you choose

I have to move, May 15th the latest. I have to move by May 15th. I am in a hurry to move! I am suppose to move in a room. I find it expensive, an apartment all for me.

Posh Spice drink tea… so I drink tea too

I did something crazy today! I have no more grocery, no more coffee, so I went to the grocery store after work. I was going to buy coffee when I begin to look at the tea. And it’s then when I remember that Posh Spice drink peppermint herbal tea to stay slim.

I buy some just like Posh Spice do… And she’s so thin, I guess it’s work! I hope it will work on me. I want to loose weight before summer. I might go to a gym or something for a few weeks. But a few weeks only. Or I might drink tea only. If you see me somewhere drinking tea, you’ll know now why… And I also read somewhere that Katie Holmes was drinking peppermint tea too. Katie and Posh Spice are like best friends or something.

Friendship last forever. GIRL POWER