So you know I was casually going to the washroom and when I wiped there was only blood, I proceeded to have a internal freak out in my mind, I shit you not a soaked 3 wads of toilet paper before it settled to a trickle.... So I was instructed to make my way to the hospital at 10pm... it was dark, foggy and cold. So I took a Taxi to a hospital I located on Google maps. Turned out to be an old folks home incorrectly labled on the map. So I ran to catch the 130 bus. I asked him to tell me when we were close to the Burnaby General Hospital... so like any good driver he dropped me off in the middle of fucking nowhere. I followed a road until I was getting near to my school. Then I realized ZOMG there was a hospital on the 25 bus route. (I havent taken that bus in almost 6 months) So I grabbed that bus and arrived at the Burnaby Hospital... not the Burnaby General Hospital. After nearly five hours of waiting I finally got to see a doctor. He asked me a few questions, violated my ass with his finger and said I had overreacted and this is not a serious thing for someone my age. So I called a cab, but they confused my directions and sent the driver to the Burnaby General Hospital, and not the Burnaby Hospital... Fuck I hate vancouver sometimes. My phone died while trying to call the other cab company so I had to go back into the hospital and sit in the waiting room for another 45 min while my phone slowly charged. Phoned caught a cab came home realized the cab driver hadn't given me the proper change and then sat down at my desk to write this. FML!

Today Vancouver was graced with the frozen winds and falling ice... in its wake a sheet of snow 4-5 cm deep was left. Its not much but it makes the Locals writhe in agony so I'm uber content. Just seeing their miserable faces brings a smile to mine. And the symphony of sirens in the background just goes to show there is no shortage of stupid fucking drivers. ^.^

Much appreciated ^.^

Meh

I couldn't afford food for my rat, Spade today. I'm officially resting on the bottom now. No money... which isn't good considering how bleak and empty my side of the fridge is. Until further notice Spade and I are now living off of frozen bread and cheerios, as tonight I dine on the last box of Kraft Dinner. This wolf is about to get very scrawny, soon enough you'll be able to play my ribcage like a xylophone.