What a ride these last few months have been. I went from a high point in my life to the lowest I have ever been. I moved to Vancouver, moved back, had my confidence shattered to a million pieces, got incredibly depressed when I found out my mom has kept in contact with the man who made my life terrible me from the ages of 8-16, I turned to really unhealthy ways of dealing with things, and basically hit such a low point that I was not sure it could get any lower.

I didn't really talk about any of this stuff anywhere. Not on here, not to friends, not on tumb1r.

Things started to turn around though. A girl from work asked me if I wanted to move in with her and her friend and I jumped at the chance. I wanted to move into my own place but I think being around positive people is going to be the best for me right now. We are not moving until may-ish though so I have some time. Since then I have gone out with drinks with them and I had a blast. That is actually the first time I have ever gone out with girls to just have drinks.

On Friday Adam invited me out to go dancing with him and some friends. A bunch of bakery girls were going as well. After they tried for an hour to convince me to go, I decided I would. I had so much fun! Turns out I love dubstep music, I love dancing, and I love this new club. It is the only place I will be going from now on. No creepy guys, no slutty girls, just people dancing and having a good time.

I also finally got my own room, no more sleeping in the office. I have my room set up so that I have a mini apartment of sorts. My bed doubles as my couch and faces my tv so I can play video games and watch movies. I have a music corner. My closet doubles as my make up area. I love it! I feel like I can have people over again.

I have also officially lost 10 pounds! I am beyond excited for this one! I feel more comfortable in clothes, my clothes fit again, I don't have melt downs when I go to get dressed. I still want to lose about 2-3 dress sizes which will put me back to where I was when I was 18. My main goal is to tone the heck out of my body though. I want to be muscle! But nice muscle, not gross muscle.

Work is also starting to improve. I have stopped treating it like it is my life. If I am not at work, I don't worry about it. If my boss complains about having to work 6 days in a row, I no longer offer to pull 6 in a row instead. I don't offer to put in long hours unless we are feeding over 1000 people, I don't worry about other people's mistakes. I have to keep reminding myself "You work to live, you don't live to work". It is hard for me to try to not control everything but it is difficult. I like everything to be perfect so when my boss goes "I don't care, just send it out" then I panic and want to fix it. I need to let that go and let her get in trouble though.

On the plus side, I now work tues/wed morning at 5am and my other 3 shifts are afternoon shifts!! I am so excited! I love afternoon shifts! This means I get to do plate services and make cakes and decorate and garnish and make everything look pretty and talk to people. Come spring time I will be switching over to only afternoon shifts which I really can not wait for!

I have also come to the conclusion that I am not going to pursue acting. I have said this in the past, but I do mean it this time. I have stopped looking for auditions, I have removed myself from all the acting groups on facebook. My heart is not in it. It is not something I want to do for the rest of my life. I do still enjoy it will more then likely continue it for fun through community theatre, but I have no desire to try and make it to Hollywood. If I get the chance to audition for a Canadian movie or television show then I would also probably audition for that.


I have also discovered that music is a part of my life that I need. Since I was sleeping in the office and the basement is FULL of stuff my mom does not need, I had no space to set up my keyboard or guitar. I was going crazy with out my music because it was always a way for me to release anger or saddness. Without I turned to unhealthy ways of dealing with it. Now that my music is back in my life I am able to deal with things again in a positive way.

I am so much happier now that I have started living in the moment. Before I was always "Well I am going to a concert in 3 months and I need to get a hotel room so I can't go out for drinks tonight because I need to save my money" or "Well I work at 9am so I am just going to stay home tonight so that I am not tired tomorrow". I have started just doing things and doing things last minute and I am so much happier.

I am rather pleased to read all this. Well done you.

I do believe I have found what I want to do with my life. The more I think about it, the more I wanted to do it right now.

Travel the world.

Literally.

The plan as of right now is to start a website on my 22nd birthday which is this May. That will give me a year to gain followers and raise interest. Then on my 23rd birthday I would start my travels. My 23rd birthday is a special on for me. I am turning 23, on the 23rd, of 2013. If you add 2+3 you 5 and May is the 5th month. I am weird when it comes to numbers so I am really excited for this date!

On the website I will document the year leading up to May 23. I will post daily blogs and videos and pictures. Then once I am out and about I will post daily videos and share as much of the world as I can with everyone.

I would spend a year driving across Canada and the USA. On my 24th birthday I would head over to Australia for a year. I am thinking New Zealand for 3-4 months after that followed by 1 year in the UK. After that I would work my way through Europe, followed by the rest of the continents.

On my travels I want to see all there is too see, go on crazy adventures, learn all about the culture and religions, do volunteer work, eat crazy food, meet awesome people, work in local businesses. I want to do everything.

I also plan on being near fluent in French by the time I turn 23 and then work on Spanish and Italian while driving across North America for the year. I have always wanted to be fluent in 2 languages and if I am going to travel it will be easy to learn more then 2. I also have a background of 7 years of french classes so I am hoping as I learn it will all come back to me.

I talked about this with my mom and she said she saw it coming. I always want to travel and go somewhere new and try new things. She also said she had the feeling that I would never have a career as neither money nor possessions have never been important to me. I mean sure, I love my musical instruments, but I could do without them.

I just want to learn all I can and see everything. I have no interest in settling down as I get bored easily. I have no interest in having a traditional family. Or kids. At all.

Maybe I really have decided what I want to do.

Does anyone else ever feel like they have two sides to them?

It is rather annoying. Some days I wake up and I want short blonde hair with streaks of bright colours in it. Some days I wake up wanting long flowing blonde hair. Some days I want to wear my pink pants and crazy jewelry. Some days I want to wear a girly dress and a flower in my hair.

For the past couple weeks I have been wanting short hair with coloured hair extensions to put in (not to add length, just colour when i go out dancing) and wear crazy jewelry and pink pants.

I think I may cave and chop my hair. I think my face shape is a bit like Kelly Osbournes. I could get something that could be girly, but also something I am able to mess up and have fun with.

I remember when my hair was just above my shoulders, I LOVED it so much. Now it is just boring. I wear it in a bun for work, a ponytail when i work out, and down and straight when I am at home or hanging out with friends. The last time my hair was curled was in October. The time before that was May. I literally never do anything with my hair.

My face is also starting to slim down now that I am losing weight (still at the 10 pound mark) and my acne is under control (I rarely break out now!!). I think once I get my scarring cleared up I will be excited to show off my face. I have been hiding it for years because I did not like the shape of my face or the fact that I had bad acne. I think it is time to break out of that shell.

Work has been... a work that I can not post on here. My boss got mad at me for something that happened when I was not even there. She told me I need to get on top of prepping 3 days in advance and delegating jobs.

Lets take a moment and see what I have been having to do at work.

I get there at 5am and train a new person (we have a new one every 2-3 weeks, none are working out). Then when 9am rolls around I have to do desserts for our buffet, and off-site catering, and the construction workers, and all the lunch functions. Then I show the new person how to figure out our pars for the next day and how to pull them. Oh, did I mention that my boss gets there are 9am Before anyone else does?

So why is it up to ME to be delegating and prepping 3 days in advance for plated services that I am not even working? No one helps me with lunch when I am there and there are 3-4 people in at 9am or after every day, one being the boss.

She told me if prep does not start getting done 3 days in advance there is going to be serious consequences.

After that she leaves the room and then comes back "So I see the freezer didn't get done" (it was VERY unorganized and it happened on a day I was not there. I came back to a disaster). I replied with "...no" and she looks at me "Well then you should probably go do that."

I left to go to the freezer and completely broke down. Another chef say me and asked what was going on so I told him. He looked at me shocked. He goes "She is treating you like you are her little (word that rhymes with witch)."

I am sick of my job. I want to quit but I am making $4 an hour more then I would make anywhere else. Plus no one is hiring right now. If I were to talk to chef I think I would be able to transfer to the salad area or the banquet kitchen, but I am not so sure I want to do that. I liked working in the kitchen the one morning when I had to for 5 hours, but I am not sure I would like doing it every day.

*sigh*

Is she always like this? She may have just been having a bad day. I'm really sorry though, it sucks to work your butt off and then get in trouble for things that aren't even your fault.

I get you on the being 5000 people. I go back and forth on what I want to do with my life every 5 minutes. I'm a flighty person, I'm not good at settled-ness. I crave constant change. I don't think it's that abnormal for someone in their early 20s, really.

Yeah she is always like this. I am trying to stand up to her more but I suck at doing it. Thankfully I get to start working the night shift which means I work 6pm-12am and no one else is there so I get to do whatever I want as long as I am doing lots of production. Should be fun.

On a totally random note, I have wanted dreads since grade 10. Nice ones, not messy ones. I talked to my hairdresser and I am for sure chopping my hair so I am kind of tempted to dread my hair for the next 3 weeks. Everyone will probably think I am just trying to copy Adam though since he has had dreads for years. Plus I might only chop my hair to my shoulder (about 7-8 inches cut off) and then go short the next time so I am not in total shock.

I wish I could colour my ends a funky colour like blue or something since it will be gone soon. I would get fired from my job though. The rule is that you can only have hair that is a natural colour and you can not have roots showing. How fun :/

I need a job where I can have fun hair.

Wigs...seriously. There's no way I could have the job that I have with the hair that I like. You can get pretty affordable wigs from various websites and beauty supply stores. That also helps when you want one kind of hair one day and something else the next. When it comes to work, I tend to wear the same wig every day for a couple of months so that they don't have mental breakdowns due to me changing it all the time, haha.

Thanks for the idea Munkenstein! I will have to go look at some wigs!

My skin is seriously starting to really make me upset. I take such good care of it but no one can tell. My acne has completely cleared up from using the Mario Badescu line. I just had my period and I got... wait for it... ONE pimple! Before I started using this stuff I would have gotten about 15.

My scaring however is another issue. The scarring on my cheek is almost gone which I am thrilled about, but I have much along my jaw line and chin. It is super noticeable since I have extremely fair skin. I hate wearing make up since I am oily skin and it ends up looking cakey by the end of my work shift, but I refuse to go without it because I don't even want to look in the mirror when I am not wearing it.

I looked into microdermabrasion and I just do not have $135 to spend on treatments. It says I would need 3-6 which is $405-$810. I am going to save my pennies though and get it as soon as I can. I just sat here and cried about my skin because I am that upset about it.

I am watching what I put into my body too. I drink three cups of green tea a day. Other then that I only drink water. I am going to start adding in a lemon a day to my water because that is apparently suppose to help. I eat loads of veggies and whole grains. I don't have any added sugar or salt. I even cut out cheese! I am trying to be healthy and look good but it is so damn hard! I feel like it is a fight that I will never win.

I just want to feel comfortable being me.

Do not rush into microsermabrasion. That's silly. Give it some. You'd b surprised how much some of it fades. You don't need to be irritating your akin more at this point.

I have been fighting with the scarring for the past three years. Getting a pimple and letting it go away on its own even left behind bright red marks. I hate it because my skin looks terrible but when you touch it, it is soft and smooth. It took the marks on my forehead 2 years to fade and they are still there if you get close to my face. I am tired of waiting for nice skin.

I had a lovely thing happen to me at work today. I went outside at 12:20am to take out the garbage. I figured I should do it then since everyone had just left and I knew the door would be getting locked soon. Boy was I ever right. I step outside the door and throw the cardboard in the cardboard bin and then take the garbage to the garbage bin. I go back to find someone had locked the door. I thought I had heard someone do it but then I thought it was probably just the garbage bin I was pushing on the snow.

So there I am, outside in black pants and a chef jacket with only a t-shirt under. I am pounding on the door but it was too late, who ever locked it was gone. Or thought I was a ghost and bolted. I then look around and realize there is literally no way for me to get back in. I went around trying all the doors. I was hoping the back doors to the bar would be open but they were also closed. I walk around the front of the building to find the gate closed and locked. I tried climbing over it but there was nothing for me to grip at all. Then I jog to the other side (I work in a HUGE hotel) only to realize that THAT gate was also locked. I was going to try and climb over that one but then I realized that there was a gap under it. Thankfully I am smaller then I think and I managed to fit under it. Then I continue to walk around the building and come to the second gate which was locked. I knew I could not climb over that one so I was happy when I saw there was a gap under it as well. It was smaller then the other one so I was not sure I could make it but I didn't have any other choice. Thankfully I fit.

By this point my ears are right frozen and my lungs are burning. It was -19C (-2F) out and my body did not like it. I finally made it to the front doors to find the front desk people standing there smoking. The one looked at me confused and goes "Where the (heck) did you come from???" so I told them what happened. I got inside and realized that 15 minutes had passed.

I then decided to cut my shift short and go home.

Ugh how awful. That would have been a bit frightening - glad you managed to get back in relatively quickly (must have felt like forever though).

Helen

[/b]*WARNING* this post may be triggering to some[/b]

Something today made me think about how much of a fighter I am and how I am stronger then I think. I am not even sure what made me think of it, but it popped into my head at work.

I somehow started thinking about a conversation I had had with Adam prior to leaving on my flight. I was telling him about how nervous I was and how I was close to caving and going to get Ativan from the doctor again. He told me that I should because that is what his wife uses when her anxiety flares up.

My whole life I have been told to take drugs. Depressed? Take drugs. Have anxiety? Take drugs. Feeling sick? Take drugs. Yet I refuse them every time.

I deal with it myself, on my own, every time. Freaking out about flying? Face my fear head on unassisted. Anxiety flares up? Do what ever is making me nervous anyways. Feeling depressed? Keep fighting and going on with life every day.

I even managed to fight off suicide when I thought it was the only option. I was so close but I made myself stop and face life. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do.

Some days I get tired of fighting. Tired of putting all of my energy into something just to come out exhausted knowing it is only a matter of time before I have to do it all over again. Knowing that I will have to fight anxiety and depression for the rest of my life. Some days I think about taking the easier way and going and getting drugs to control everything. Then I think about it and realize that I still refuse to let drugs control my life. Somehow, I keep managing to fight on my own.

Everyone sees me as this sweet, innocent, happy, girl. Always laughing at work, helping every one, always smiling and joking around. I doubt they see me as someone who is strong. I know I am strong though. I know what I have had to face to be where I am.

I am kind of proud of myself for making it this far on my own.

I think that meds certainly have a place in the world, but you're completely right in thinking that you should do EVERYTHING in your power to overcome the problem before meds are introduced. At least, that's my POV on it. I've gotten through really serious bouts of depression that lasted for years without medication, although it was recommended.

Not everyone's up for that and that's fine, but, like you, I'd rather give myself the opportunity to fight it first. No one will truly understand what you've gone through except you, and that's okay. Like you said, you're a fighter. And even if the rest of the world doesn't know it or doesn't understand, you do. You've seen how far you've come and you KNOW that you can make it further.

Go you

On the microderm front... check out wagjag, groupon etc...

You can get some good deals on it.

Of course as soon as I say I will no longer pursue acting I get an acting job.

The producer of a project I did posted that he needed 8-10 actors under the age of 30 for a college commercial. He works with a rather large news company in a rather large city which means it is a good opportunity. I contacted him and said I was not sure if I was college age material but that I was interested. He said I would be perfect and BAM, just like that I am doing a commercial next Thursday. A lot of people are going to see this one which is kind of cool.

Problem is, my boss will not let me have the day off. Oh joy. Thankfully I am doing night shifts which means on Wednesday I work 6pm-12:30am. As soon as I am done I take off to the city and should get to my friends place around 2:30am. I will sleep for a couple of hours and then wake up and get ready and get to set by 9:30am. We film until 3-4pm and then I will get in my car and head back home as fast as I (legally) can and go to work for 6pm and finish at 12:30am.

I am not sure if this is paid or not, but if it is and it follows the going rate for a days work on set, I will pocket a nice chunk of money which I really need right now. Plus I get to be back on a set which I am excited for!

I get all the final details on Monday. I really hope they will be doing our make up because I have yet to find one in my colour that covers my scarring. I am thinking I will have to head out and get some make up that covers tattoos.

What do you do when your heart and brain are telling you two different things? Do you do what you want to do? Or do the logical thing?

My heart is telling me to take off to Australia now. To just sell off everything I own, get a working visa, and take of to australia for a year. My heart is telling me that I am not happy here. That I am not happy with my job, or living in this city. My heart is telling me that I am in a situation that is not healthy for me and that I need to get away from it. It would not be running from my problems, it would be a way to deal with the problem. It is hard to explain.

My brain is telling me to move in with these two girls I have plans to move in with. It will be good for me. I work with one of the girls and I have grown so much by being around her. I have tried new things, found new things I like, and have been able to start being myself more. My brain tells me to stay here for at least another year and save money so I have more money when I go to Australia. My brain tells me that I will have fun living with these girls, but it also tells me I will be miserable.

I wish I could take another week off of work and head out to a hotel and just think about things. No internet or movies to influence me. No communicating with people I know. Go to a city I have never been to before, or maybe one that I have. I have never been to Banff before.

I already know what would happen though. I would get there and go out and explore. I would see everything I could see. Learn everything I could about the city. Then I would come home and think about how all I want to do is travel.

My original plan was to drive across Canada on May 23, 2013 (my 23rd birthday), and then on May 23, 2014 go spend a year in Australia with my best friend because she will have graduated in Dec, 2013.

This is a terrible idea I am realizing. Why? Because I do not want to wait to do what I want anymore. I want to spend the summer here and go to a music festival that I already have tickets for, and then I want to leave for Australia. I always put so much emphasis on dates. "I will leave May 23, 2013 because that is my 23rd birthday and it is on the 23rd and the year starts with a 2 and ends with a 3 and 2+3=5 and May is the 5th month therefore... I need to do something special."

Dates are just dates. They come and they go. You don't look back and go remember when this date happened!" you go "Remember when I left Canada and moved to Australia?"

I think I need to follow my heart on this one.
But Maybe I need to follow my brain.

I really want to spend a year with these girls. I think it will be really good for me. My lease will go until the end of next May so I guess I could just wait for a year and leave on my Birthday.

In the mean time I can look for something else that will make me happy.

What I really wish is that I could have a job that I could do from my house. Or be good enough at something to busk on the streets. I am pretty much terrible at everything though so that won't work. People would give me money to go home.

I don't know what to do.

I can not believe I never wrote about this! I guess I got tired of typing the story out so many times.

On Feb 14 I flew to Victoria to surprise my friend Dee for her birthday. She moved out there this year for school and lives with our mutual friend Dani. Dani was saying that Dee does not do much and she was worried about her. It was the first time she had lived outside of the city she was born in so it was a big move and she has no family there. I decided to face my extreme fear of flying and go out there.

We planned this all out. Dani told Dee she had to stay home because Dani was expecting a package around 3:30pm but had family she had to go see. Dee had no problem staying home. I landed and got my suitcase and Dani drove me back to the house. I went up and knocked on the door and Dee answered. It went something like this

Me - Hi!
Dee - ...Hi?
Dee - ...
Dee - ... What the (heck) are you doing here?
Me - I came to visit you!
Dee - ... what? ... Are you serious?

It took about 3 minutes for everything to sink in. She was really happy afterwords!

We didn't do much on the 14th. We hung out and talked and played video games and ate pizza and watched movies. On the 15th though... I met the guy of my dreams.

We started the day off by going to a cafe that we tried to find before I moved away from BC. I had to visit them for 2 days and this place looked really good. Unfortunately after an hour of driving around in the area, we could not find it. She had since found it and gone to eat there and said it was amazing. Oh was it ever!! After we ate I asked if we could go to the beach. She said sure and then told me she did not actually know how to get to the beach. Since we were on an island though, we knew if we drove long enough we would hit one.

I had a better suggestion. Text her friend Tom (who she had been spending A LOT of time with lately) and see A. if he wants to come, and B. if he knew where there was a beach.

He ended up saying he would come with us so we went to pick him up. Then he took us to an awesome beach where you could climb out on the rocks because the tide was down. There was 127 hours happening with all the climbing we did. We saw starfish and all kinds of other creatures. It was really amazing. Then he asked what we were going to do. We didn't know so he took us to a beautiful lake. We climbed up the cliff a bit and then sat on the edge over looking the lake. The sun set right in front of us too. It was amazing. Apparently it is also a good place to go cliff jumping.

After that we drove him back to his house. We only saw him for a total of 4 hours.

Now before I go any further, I need to mention something. Some of you already know this. Something I have thought about doing is opening a cafe. I want good locally grown, everything from scratch, feel good food. I want a stage for local bands. I want local artists to hang their art work on the walls. They can also sell it if they wish. I want an artsy place that is welcoming of everyone.

Okay on with the story

Why do I say this guy is my dream guy? Lets count the ways

1. He wants to be a chef
2. He is really adventurous. He said he will take me cliff jumping this summer and go winter camping with me next year.
3. He knows how to have fun. Weather it is wearing a frilly apron while cooking Christmas dinner, or make zombie oragami. He does what he wants to do.
4. He can be serious when the time calls for it.
5. He is so easy to talk too! While hiking back to the car after watching the sun set, Dee fell back and this guy and I talked for 15 minutes straight. Not a big deal for most, but I usually can not carry on conversations with people I have just met.
6. He wants to open up a cafe... with feel good food... and a stage... and artwork on the walls. Not even joking.

It was kind of funny actually. We were driving him home and I mentioned wanting to open a cafe one day (we had been talking about cooking and baking). He goes on to tell me that he wants too as well one day and have a stage for bands and have really good food. Well Dee just started laughing and I got all excited. Poor guy just got confused. Dee explained that I had literally JUST told her that is what I want to open right before we got him. Them him and I both got excited and started comparing plans. The only thing different was the colour schemes we wanted haha. We then decided to be business partners in a few years.

7. It felt nice being close to him. Okay that probably sounds really creepy. While climbing off the rocks at the beach I needed a hand down. Going up and across is no problem for me, going down is another issue as I am terrified of heights and there was nothing but rocks to land on at the bottom. He put his arm around my waist (he is over 6 feet tall) and I put my arm on his shoulder and he helped me down. Then I took advantage and ended up landing as close to him as I could without landing on him.
8. He was vegan for 6 months and vegetarian for a year.
9. He drinks green tea every day for health benefits (just like me)
10. He loves being outdoors and doing things like hiking, camping, canoeing.

Look wise he is super attractive too. He has a tattoo sleeve on his left arm plus a tattoo on his leg. He has hair to his shoulders that is kind of wavy. He has a smile that is to die for. I could look at his smile all day long.

Basically I had a huge crush on this guy after 4 hours. I am not desperate for a boyfriend. In fact, I recently stated that I do not even want to date. I think I felt that way because I had not found anyone worth dating. Of course now I find this guy and want a relationship suddenly.

It does not really matter though. He lives far away. 16-18 hour drive or 1.5 hour flight. Plus I think Dee likes him. I kept asking her "Do you like him?" and saying things like "So when are you two going to get together" all she would ever say back is "I don't like him! If I ever like him then I will tell you. I do not have feelings for him. He is just my friend." which I would like to believe, but I don't. Dani also thinks Dee may like him. So for this reason alone I know I can not try and go after him. Besides, even if I did, we live so far away I doubt anything would happen.

Dee then also said "You should go out with him. You guys have more in common then him and I do." I feel like she said that to test whether or not I liked him.

Him and I are facebook friends though and I did just send him a message about vegan baking. I guess when he was vegan he experimented a lot and it is something I want to start learning more about.

Gah! It just sucks that I find this guy that I feel I have been looking for and he lives far away and my friend may or may not be into him.

If you read all of that, I feel you deserve some chocolate cake!

I am addicted to hair chalking.

^WHAT is hair chalking?!

Nienna it is a super fun way to get temporary colour in your hair! All you need is water, gloves, and pastel chalks that artists use. NOT the oil based ones though!

You put on your gloves, wet your hair, and rub the chalk on it. It is best to put your hand behind the hair as you chalk, it makes the colour come out better. Then I run a comb through it very gently and set it with my straightener as it also dries my hair. Or you can wait until your hair is dry then set it with heat (straightener or curling iron). After that a quick spray of flexible hold hairspray and you are set!

The colour does come out a bit on your clothes so i would stay away from wearing black or white, but it washes out. It also washes out of your hair in 1-2 washes. Mine fades to almost non-existant after 1 wash, and it totally gone after two.

Here is a good video



So it even works on dark hair!

I have managed to do something to my knee. I am not impressed.

I tweaked it at work the other day and got freaked out for a second. I could walk on it though so I knew I was good. Well after walking around on it for two days the pain has finally come on. It is painful to walk up the stairs, it is painful to walk for long periods of time. I am super busy at work tomorrow too so I am not sure how that is going to go.

It is the knee that I tore the meniscus in 2 years ago. The pain is in the same spot too. I am really worried because I can not take time off of work.

I didn't realize when you posted about your flight that you were going to Victoria! Aah, another missed DDN meet up opportunity! I'm super curious about all the place you went : Which restaurant were you trying to find? Which beach did you go to? Was it Thetis Lake you went to?

It was a pretty quick trip out there. Next time I will go for longer and we totally should do a meet up!

I do believe it was Thetis Lake. I looked up pictures and that is what it looked like. It was beautiful there!

We were trying to find John's Place. Wow do they ever have good food! And an amazing vegetarian selection! I had cream of broccoli soup and a panini with zucchini and onions and peppers and an Italian dressing. It was the special of the day.

We also went to the undersea gardens and the water break (I think it is called) and we walked that. I have no idea which beach it was, there was a painted ship on it though that you could climb on. We also ate at Hope Key (OH MY GOODNESS I LOVE THE OWNER!) and we got bubble tea there too. Oh and we ate at Floyd's Diner. My friend Dee had seen it on the food network so we decided we had to stop. I also went to my first Qoola. The frozen yogurt was so yummy and the fruit so fresh! AND AND AND!!! We went to Cupcakes!! OMG best cupcakes I have EVER had! I had the dolcelisious one which is not on their website. It was chocolate cake with caramel in the middle and the most amazing icing and toppings. I can't remember what either were but oh it was so good! I should have gotten more for the flight home!

Other then that we hung out at her house and played video games and watched movies and slept a lot haha.