lets hear it!
"woop woop!"
I can't hear you!!
"Woop Woop!!"
a little bit louder now.. yell so all my wonderful followers from Russia can hear you and all my wonderful Russia followers we can hear you in Canada.. and you other followers from other countries.. just be louder than last time!
"WOOOOOOP WOOOOOOP"
thats better! now where/how shall I tell this story of a Kristen kinda day..
mm...
how about..
Last Tuesday.. I get home from work, take the dogs to nosehill.. sit down to relax and look at cellphone and see I have all these mysterious phone calls (people know not to call me cause I always have my ringtone on silent and I never notice when people are calling..) but when I checked to see who it said 'Restricted' I'm thinking to myself that its prob someone calling to harass me that I wouldn't really care to talk to anyways (negative of me yes I realise) but my phone rings AGAIN same restricted number. this time I'm thinking "this person whomever they are seem to REALLY want to get a hold of me" so I pick up-
"heeeeeelllllloooo??"
mystery male voice "Hi Kristen, is Aryk there?"
"uhmm.. no" (I'm thinking to myself who the heck is this? Aryk's friend? yeah.. must be a friend of Aryk's)
mystery male voice "Do you know where he is?"
"yep, he's at work"
mystery male voice "oh okay..... do you know when he's done? something something.. something, his house is on fire"
"WHAT?!!! is everything okay??! is his grandpa there??? I'll call him"
"ohhh noo thats fine it will probably not make things any better for his work day"
"yeah.. I guess thats a good point.."
mystery male voice "ooohh?? okay! got to go!"
"huh? yeah okay"
*click* *click*
WHO WAS THAT?!! WHAT THE HECK??!! WHATS GOING ON?!! OH MY GOSH ARYK'S HOUSE IS ON FIRE AND NO ONE IS AROUND!! ARYK SHOULD KNOW THIS!! BUT HE'S AT WORK!! OH MY GOSH! OH MY GOSH!
- and some point I realized this mysterious voice would be my father calling.. I guess I didn't know who it was due to voice seriousness etc
so anxiety kicks in, my brain is a ramble of rambles that don't make sense I'm in my ACTION MODE!
i'm like "k k what to do?! I was told not to call Aryk.. I am a rather creative thinker.. so when I have I feeling in my throat I think I'm dying.. or if my pillow touches the ground I think of bugs and stuff that could have touched it and I debate getting a new pillow.. so likely when I'm told that Aryk's house is on fire I'm picturing ON FIRE but really it is just a little flame... neighbours complain about smoke.. firefighters show up and say "you are silly next time" and thats that.
SO! I decided my best solution for the situation would be to drive myself on down to boyfriend's house SEE the situation for myself.. annnnnnnnnnnnd use my own judgements on what steps I should take next.
Obviously once I got into the community and saw that his whole street was blocked off with police cars... seeing 4 fire trucks.. ambulence etc.. Thhhhhhhaaaaat.. maybe my assumptions were right! (awwe crap! the one time my over active brain is correct! commmonnnn!!) I had to go up to the cop car and prove that I actually knew the guys and he agreed that it would be best if I ran off to be the great news breaker to the boyfriend at work.
I show up at his work.. Pop around the corner and he sees me. BIG SMILE on his face! (he has suggested to me how nice it would be to come and visit him at work so he was thrilled that I actually had done it) I say "I don't think you should be excited" he is confused... "your house is on fire.." sooo.. we hopped in the car.. showed up at the house..hungout with my dad..
hungout with the neighbourhood kids...
had my dad run into the house before they ripped out the celine of Aryk's room and grab his laptops (he is a student.. thats a whole lot of his life on there)
My dad is great. I love him. He's heroic, considerate, compassionate, loving, and my best friend.
annnnnnd...
he offered for Aryk to come stay at our house (now that he is homeless and all)
rounded up a bunch of my oversized t-shirts from beer companies etc, found my brothers old stuff from when he was in junior high/highschool. and.. well.. we are making it work!
we also jumped over the fence at his place... and grabbed a few things.. all of his stuff is pretty much wrecked from water damage.. and clothes and anything plastic wont work because of the smell.. but passport.. photo albums.. hockey stuff = all saved so thats good
my new roommate ain't so bad either.. he eats a lot for breakfast.. its fascinating. quite honestly... I was expecting him to irritate me with small this and that things.. you know.. it being my space and all.. and him being in it.. using my toothpaste.. and stuff.. but really strangely it all seems very natural.. and when he's at work I can't wait to see him when he gets back.. and I like just sitting and playing on my phone while he plays video games..
dear gosh.. this is like.. A REAL RELATIONSHIP!!
