A POST OF COMPARISONS

FULLTIME VS PARTTIME
I work shift work. I was full time for the first year right out of university. It was okay, I was fresh and I liked the idea of being emersed in my profession because of how much I was learning on a daily basis. I liked that I could pick up overtime whenever I pleased.. Although I don't have much to show for it NOW from that first year, I had a freakin blast blowin my money away.
Currently I'm officially a 0.7 EFT. (Which, btw, simply means I work 70% of what a full time employee would work.. 30% less). I love my life now. I have time to do things that I was always too lazy and/or exhausted and/or had no time to develop interests in things that lived outside of my worklife. I'm a happier person away from work and at work. It's easier to be healthy, catch up with friends, be at home more (see comparison 2), craft, blog etc etc. I'm a happier nurse at work because I'm less exhausted and having that 'space' from your worklife (which, in my opinion, a full time does not permit) lengthens my -once, short- fuse. I don't think I'd go back to full time...... yep, never.


AVATAR VS THEHURTLOCKER
Not going to say much here but how the heck is avatar's competitor for the oscar awards the hurt locker?! HOW! Blasphemy.


HIDE IN THE FREEZER IN CASE OF HOME INVASION VS HIDE IN DRYER
Freezer.. Who needs pizza pops in the middle of a home invasion!!!!!!!


BEING THE GUY THAT GREW UP IN BC SKIING THE VERY SAME MOUNTAINS THE OLYMPICS ARE HELD IN AND FALLING ON YOUR FACE DURING YOUR ONE AND ONLY CHANCE AT AN OLYMPIC MEDAL (alpine skiing) VS THE GUY THAT FINISHES LAST
The guy that fell, FTW! It shows boldness, courage and character. And battle scars from ice and snow burns look fierce. But I think he actually finished LAST too..click below to find out more.
it's ok to mess up! too bad the video isn't on youtube yet...


LIVINGATHOME VS MOVINGOUT
I really am greatful to be living at home. Free food, free lodging, and I'm never alone. (I discovered that being solely in my own company makes me uncomfortable.. something about not hearing anyone speak to me face to face for over 2 hours makes me feel awkward..) I like living at home because it's SUPER CONVENIENT and YES, of course, I love it my when my 88 year old grandmother answers the phone and begins crying to my coworkers about her ailments. (true story, happens all the time).
But I'm *whispers 24, engaged to be married (i never understod why people say that.. what else are you engaged to be? divorced?! i just made myself chuckle cuz i totally used it anyway.. i digress), work for living.. and basically just don't have any excuse to be still living at home. I would like to know what it would be like to provide for ourselves independently, to be alone, to gain more financial responsibility, and, well, to gain some privacy.


DIE BY CHEETAH ATTACK VS DIE BY VELOSORAPTOR ATTACK
Cheetah. At least they're pretty. Here kitty kitty kitttyyyy..


DYED HAIR VS NATURAL HAIR
My hairdresser always does superb with my hair. She failed to mention, though, (until after it was dyed) that I now must upkeep my hair colour with special shampoo ($16 for 250 cc) and special conditioner ($14 for 200 cc) and come back every 6 weeks for touch ups AND (wait...for...it..) I MUST ONLY WASH MY HAIR IN COLD WATER.
For your extra knowledge, Pantene sells a 1.2 LITRE bottle of shampoo WITH conditioner for $5 at superstore.
I always was a supporter of vanity first, comfort second ..but damn, these cold showers are IMPOSSIBLE. *shivvverrrss

You got any comparisons on your mind? TRY ME.

D-DAY

(what does d-day even mean)

1/2/10 2100
I'm falling asleep on Dre's bed while we try to watch online tutorials on Adobe Photoshop elements 7 (IF anyone can give me ANY kind of help, I will pay whatever you charge!).

1/2/10 2200
Mother nature visits. We're off to a great start.

1/2/10 2330
I head home. (I hate winter driving)

1/2/10 2345
I'm on the phone with N. (a little gossip, a little of our days.. then she whispers "happy birthday".....and we continue the conversation like I almost didn't hear it)

1/2/10 2359
holds breath...tic...tok.....tic.....tok.... (in no reference to Ke$ha - but, was she weird at the Grammy's or what? No, wait, that was JBieber. *shakes head in shame)

2/2/10 0001
breathe...
breathe....sits in silence.
checks body for any changes... (ok so I didn't do that, but I'm just trying to make a point)
Well, that's that, I think! Off to bed I go.

2/2/10 0030
on the phone with R. (she makes sure I'm okay, I tell her I haven't noticed any changes and that I'd keep her posted)

2/2/10 0045
Dre's voice puts finally puts me to sleep.


The rest of the day went like any other normal day just as I had hoped for.
Dre and I went for good ol drinks and wings later in the evening. Alcohol puts me at ease. In the spurr of the moment, most of the fam came to play.. unbeknownst to them (or at least I thought) the real reason I was needing some long islands.


It was a painless day full of junk food, alcohol, no exercise and sweet sweet messages.
















Regardless of all this warm and fuzziness, 24 is where I stop counting - just an FYI.




XOXO to you all, i love you!