Wow, it's been a long while since I've updated, possibly because I joined LJ and Facebook. So an update is necessary and so here goes.

On the situation mentioned in my previous entries: there is a contract currently in place for the summer and there shall be a new one for the new school year. Click here for more info.
I'm getting flashbacks and nightmares again and worse than before. :(

I have a summer job at school. So I live at school too. (I'm such a geek. Proud to be though!)
I wanna move soon to my new room. I hate my current neighbours. They're so loud and inconsiderate. One even argues with the Dons when he gets a noise complaint against him.

My job is okay. I clean the res rooms for guests. We've found some interesting things: vibrator, used condoms (on the floor), poo, big spiders and insects, used tampon on the floor.... the list goes on and on. As gross as some of those are, we also find useful things: hangers, cushions, boxes, laundry detergent, dryer sheets, candles... again the list goes on... I've got 3 more weeks of this job... whee! It's once again crunch time. We have to get all the res rooms ready for the students. We had this at the beginning of the summer except it was getting the rooms ready for guests. We had 16 people then and now we're down to 7 regular with the option of pulling 5 more from their other specialties, which we may have to do some time soon.

Good news is that I can sleep on my bed again. Okay, so Eika told Vital the basic just of what happened on my behalf. I gave her permission to. She just said its an issue of sexual harrassment and he asked if it was verbal, she said no, its physical. So he came to wake me up and told me to go see his boss. So I tried, but lost confidence and courage when I got there so I left. Then on Thursday, while Ace was over, Vital came to talk to me and get full details about the incident. I couldn't tell him everything, especially the details about where I got touched. Those I told him in an email as well as my scary experience in the shower. Please anyone who reads this and is in a similar situation, tell someone. It's scary to do but trust me it helps. As my mum just told me, there's no weakness in sharing problems.
Anyways, I had a meeting on Monday with Vital's boss. She said I have three choices:
1. Deal with it on my own (informally) without her help
2. Deal with it informally with her help or a Don there for support.
3. Make a formal complaint. This would include a formal investigation, etc.

I'm definitely not going for option #1. She also said that if I choose #2 and I feel it doesn't work out, I can change my mind and go with #3. I am leaning towards #3 though. I'm grateful she's giving me time to think over what I wanna do.

Oh shame... shame... please gimme a new name and a new life... I love it here, except for the few things... well one in particular... I can no longer sleep on my bed, I'm sleeping on the floor, yes the hard concrete floor. Oh what to do? Well I finally got up the courage to tell someone, who happens to be Eika. She helped me out when it happened again. We sorta devised a quick code and I had to use it within 15 minutes. Why am I such a passive person? I let people get away with a lot of things... however, this will not go away... and well now I'm doing something about it. I left Vital a note saying that I needed to talk with him ASAP. The only problem is that today is my busiest day. Meeting at 1030, then straight to class at noon which finishes at 3. Then I have a few hours to kill, avoiding this person if possible. The most complicated part is that he live on my floor, just two doors away from me. Well Vital finishes late today at 7, and I wanna go see a play tonight and that starts at 8 so I dunno if I'll have time to talk to him before I have to leave for the play. I also told this person that I'd go with them to the play. I think I'll be okay since its in a public area. This person is also going to take me to Union Station tomorrow to get my friend. That I will manage to do on my own, if necessary. So here I go to sleep on the floor. On a sheet laid over the floor, since I haven't vacuumed in a while. I also have just one pillow, my teddy bear and my squishy pillow. I also have my pink fleece blanket, which I will use to cover myself with to keep warm. Hopefully I can get to sleep soon, and also that Vital will be around this afternoon so I can talk to him ASAP about this.
Currently listening to: Walk Away by (Gary) Barlow
http://www.lyricsdownload.com/barlow-walk-away-lyrics.html

Well got a huge shock today. Someone told me that my supercrush is gay. This doesn't mean I'll stop talking to him, after all he's an awesome guy. Nor do I have anything against queers as I'm one myself. (Queer being anyone fromthe LGBT community). Sorta not in the greatest mood. Lots on my plate and I'm scared of something falling off.

Ok definitely been awhile since I've posted. I survived semester one of university :)
I haven't seen or heard much from Vital. He asked me awhile back whether the radio station got broken into.. it didn't. Just closed for the break. Ok I do admit it: have a huge crush on him. Yes I'm sorta obsessing about him but not in a stalker way. Not saying anything else. In high school it was OPD that I was obsessed with, now its Vital. Just the way I am I guess.
If you don't check the news that often: Harper is the new Canadian Prime Minister. In my opinion, this means that Canada is minorly screwed. I say minorly because its a minority government.
Currently listening to: Hero by Superchick. http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Hero-lyrics-Superchick/C726E6E870713D9948256D2D0024FD08

Holy crap! I was in the middle of burning a disc and my smoke alarm went off. It's EXTREMELY loud. It woke up my neighbour who is across the hall and another neighbour who was beside me but there's a stairwell in between us. I'm sure my other neighbour beside me woke up. It kept going off every 10 minutes or so for 5 minutes at a time. I phoned the d.o.d. at 6am and she came down and ended up phoning security since she didn't know what to do. They came and just disconnected it. I put in a request for a repair to housing for them to come replace the battery. Anyways, I'm going to sleep now.

Homophobia and You:

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.