Go With the Flow

For a long time now I've been trying to follow that matra, "Go with the flow". I find when I do that I don't get as stressed and worked up about things. Of course I still plan and try and have some sort of schedule to an extent but I don't get as worked up any more when things don't go exactly to plan. Now i'm not perfect and some times I slip up and let things that shouldn't bather me really get to me, another thing I try and keep forefront "Whatever happened, is it going to hurt anyone? anyone going to die? If the answer is no to both then there is nothing to freak out about" This is better said then done sometimes. Worst is when I'm tired, all matras go out the window, example this past saturday.

Moving to Calgary is new for me, I think I've visited here a handful of times my entire life before I moved here. Also living without a car is a foreign concept, I have always had at least one vehicle and I've had two cars the past 3 years. Saturday I ventured out to find Walmart. Walmart is awesome to me, I went there for everything when I lived in Stoon, I didn't know they still have some 'regular' Walmart's still, I thought they had been all converted to Supercenters, turns out Calgary still has one that isn't. Call me a hick, whatever, Walmart has EVERYTHING.... except this past saturday. I finally made my way to Walmart, normally about a 15 minute drive from school, (dad and I went to the mall that it is attached to when they moved me up here) for a person who has to rely on public transportation it took almost 2 hours to get there :| I was not impressed. I hate.. HATE public transportation... except the train, I like the train, hard to get lost on it, it only goes forwards and backwards, and only one direction at a time. It is also fast. Buses on the other hand, I HATE! Hate is a strong word, but it perfectly describes how I feel about them. They are always late or don't come, they have a stupid numerical system that half the time doesn't make sense, stupid, useful for some people but still stupid.
Back to the story, I got to Walmart, all I really needed was printer paper and index cards... and well the kind of day it turned out to be I picked up cookies as well. I knew I would need them if I ever made it back to school. So the buses threw me for a loop to get there, I get there and they are out of index cards. *add this to my stress, stress now consists of; crap ton of homework still, pre made plans with friends, no index cards, figuring out the bus situation to get home* I asked a lady  (whom probably couldn't understand what I asked her, and I couldn't understand what she told me) If there was a Staples in this mall. *add to stress level* From what I could understand the lady told me yes just past Shoppers. I go outside with my back pack of printer paper and cookies and wander around in the hot afternoon sun trying to find the Staples. At this point I lost it. Broke down, called my parents and had a good sob. I know it wasn't necessary and probably freaked/stressed my parents out when it wasn't necessary. But it was one of those moments where I just wanted to have a car and things to be easier. I know I could have used my phone to look for Staples and stuff but it was at maximum stress level, the one where your brain shuts down and everything just sucks.
That was saturday day, Alex came to my rescue later (he didn't even know it till I told him my tale of woes lol) Then Saturday night, Roomie, Alex and I had a blast at the night club West. Alex knew the DJ and we got VIP :D awesomeness

This weekend was packed for interruptions to studying:

Theres a picture of my agenda, no not all of it got done, it's ongoing :/

A picture of the view from West 

Dressed up for West

Roomie Love!

Getting ready for West with my new $35!!!!! curling iron... which works too well

Today (so the day after it initially burnt)

My awesome stickman Bob! While studying.....

The fire alarm goes off :/ so not fun because outside looked like....

Which was partially distracting me before the alarm went off

Side story: The individual smoke alarms go off quite often on our floor. Enough times for me to start yelling encouraging words into the hall when I hear them go off. These words include, "FAN FOR YOUR LIFE" and "DO NOT OPEN YOUR FRONT DOOR" When you have enough smoke and you open your front door here it spreads to smoke to all rooms and sets off the main full building alarm. This is the second fire alarm/evacuation i've had to do since living here.... it seems regular. I will hunt down anyone who makes us stand outside in -40... you've been warned!

So the windstorm turned into a monsoon type storm, we all ran for cover in the new building next door since we all couldn't fit under the front door awning, plus the fire fighters didn't want us right there.

My entire day + a few more books off to the side I have already put away... organized CHAOS