A Long Time

I haven't updated this in years, and rather than starting all over again somewhere else I'd rather continue writing on here since this name has come to mean so much to me.

So, what have I been up to in the 8ish years since I last wrote on here? Well, I went to university and got my bachelor of arts degree in anthropology, I started my own business selling antique and vintage jewellery, and I've switched from Final Fantasy XI to Final Fantasy XIV. I've also gotten into a program for mental health that has vastly improved my quality of life and I also managed to break my arm while biking.

When I spoke earlier of keeping the name of this blog it's because the name "Myloko" and "Mylokoville" (that spawned from the name of this blog) have continued to branch out and exist in the real world. I still actively use the name Myloko in my internet dealings and my jewellery business is called Mylokoville. I have to admit, if I knew that I would be using this name for so much in the future then I might have put a bit more thought into it when I was 12 years old. Then again, if I knew how it would change my life it might have been ruined by over thinking things.

In summation, I'm at a point in my life where I'm trying to work things out, and this is a way to remember what's happened since my long term memory is horrible. Also, it may turn into an outlet for me to rant about random stuff again :p

Links for business stuff:

Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/Mylokoville
Etsy Store: https://www.etsy.com/shop/Mylokoville
Ebay Listings: http://www.ebay.com/sch/myloko1/

O.oa

Yeah, that laziness kicked in again. While on a little break (and by little it was... 2 months? XD) I actually got a lot of feedback from people I don't even know about how they like my stories o.o Well, I knew one of those people (Tammyxx! please don't piss yer pants because yer famous now! XD) But, a lot has been going on. I've recently been forced by my parents to get a job. So, what did I do? I got a job :P But was that good enough? Noooooooooooooo. My parents want me to get ANOTHER job because the job I have right now is telephone surveyer, which I do part-time. So, if you ever get a call from a telephone surveyer, DON'T HANG UP! It might be me! ;)

So, on the hunt for the elusive second job... I've come to realize something...

MANAGEMENT ARE JERKS!

My first attempt was at a secretary job... I never even got a reply back.

My second was at a bookstore named Chapters. I went for one of those group interviews where they weed out the losers. Oddly, at the age of 19, I was the OLDEST in my group. I was also the only female... odd. So, after the interview, we all shook hands, and the manager said, "regardless of whether you got the job or not, we'll give you a call." It's now been 2 weeks since and I have yet to hear back from them. But do you know what the most IRONIC thing was? I went in there last weekend... and EVERY new person that they had hired (the greeter at the door, the cashiers, even the 2 guys the manager was showing around) WERE ALL INDIAN! XD Now, i'm not being racist, but I find it kinda odd that 90% OF THE PEOPLE WORKING IN THERE WERE INDIAN! XD Seriously... I counted 2 white employees.

So, as a "I don't wanna work I wanna volunteer" thingy, I applied to volunteer at the local SPCA. Again, I have still yet to hear back from there. Like cmon, they're always whining about how they need more help but they refuse ME? What did I do wrong? ;_;

My last attempt was made this week when I applied to Best Buy and went for an interview yesterday. This time, the woman what somewhat honest when she said, "If you get the job, we'll call you tomorrow night, if not, we'll keep it on record." When they keep it on record, I think they mean "we'll shove it into our super paper shredder."

Why must people be such dicks? Can't we all just be HONEST for once? XD

Poetry

My friend made a really nice poem that I'd like to share. She has a real knack for poems and this one is just beautiful:

Today

The sun rises, a new day has begun.
Today I will achieve a goal, and set a brand new one.
Rising from my slumber, I think and plan my day,
Today I'll get my work done, and later is time for play.

I eat my breakfast faithfully, then go wash my face,
And head my way out of the door, a destination in place.
Today I will help someone out, a careful genuine act,
I wont complain of the rain or weather, or how the roads are packed.

I drive carefully to my workplace, and greet everyone with a smile,
Taking care to ask of their day, a little happiness lasts a while.
Today I will take an extra assignment, to lighten anothers load,
I will remain motivated and passionate, and remain in working mode.

I arrive back home from my work, and set my belongings down,
I may be tired and worn out, but I have my children around.
A sandwich for a snack I make, and admire their messy art,
Each smile from their excited faces, as they explain their part.

We play a game and make some dinner, and sit down to eat,
Then bath the kids and lay them to rest, and then put up my feet.
But I must not relax to long, theres projects due and things to clean,
I stand up with a small sigh, tired, but refrain from being mean.

Today I accomplished many things, and all without attitude,
I made another person feel good, and felt a sense of gratitude.
Though days are long and often tough, I dont let myself stray,
Keep focused and be kind to everyone, and never walk away.

Life is what you make of it, so make every day your best,
Take care of your own needs, but dont forget the rest,
A simple gesture can go so far, so help out all the time,
Have a great day and dont forget, a smile improved mine.

- Michelle Charles

Makes me wish I had talent like that XD

Alive... Somehow

Yes, I'm alive, but DAMN I'm lazy! XD I don't know why I haven't updated, just kinda... yeah I have no excuse. Maybe it's the pills, maybe it's stress, maybe it's that sausage I ate, who knows. But the point is: I am lazy.

So, in the last few months, my sore leg has been healing and my doctor says the bone's looking and good and that I can put full weight on it (even though I've been doing that for 3 months). So, I figured I could finally go out and start working again... right? Wrong. NOW he says that when I go see him again in 2 months, he's going to talk about getting the damn plates removed! So basically, I have to find myself a job (a few hours a week is the best I can handle in my current situation) and then quit it in 2 months. Lovely.

Between back problems and leg problems i'm still wondering as to how i'm alive. Plus my family doctor (general physician, if you will) keeps trying to experiment on me with different drugs for anxiety. I'm currently taking cipralex (it just came out this year and it's quite new) but unfortunately, the highest approved dose by the drug board is 20 mg, and I reached that quite some time ago. So, to combat the anxiety that Cipralex isn't taking care of, he's decided to try me on some other drugs.

To the scientists who made these drugs: You were drunk, right?

First off, we tried Clonazepam, originally a drug used to treat seizures (spelled something like that) which wasn't too bad, except:
-it made me a zombie
-it made me horny as hell
-some anxiety still there

Second we tried Zyprexa, which was originally used to treat skitzos >.> This one wasn't as good but:
-it made me fall asleep almost RIGHT after taking it
-it made me anxious the entire time I was awake

So just this week, we tried Risperol. After flipping through a few drug books, it's been recommended that you SEEK ALTERNATIVE THERAPIES! XD And I can see why too:
-it made my body shake (one night I was up for 2 hours shaking like crazy)
-my anxiety got worse
-the withdraw is HELL trying to get off of it.

So, from all of that... I think the first drug was the best @_@ Plus the next time I go see my doctor we have to talk about breast reduction ._. It's come to the point now where I have to buy large sized shirts just to fit over my chest (/.\) So, I guess it's for the best but, i'll kinda miss em ;_;

Laaaaaaaaazy

Man i'm lazy XD I tried to update last week but as I went to copy it in case the internet went down I accidentally deleted it all (/.\) 30 MINUTES OF HARD WORK WASTED! ;_;! But, might as well start again.

As I sit here watching tv, I notice that almost EVERY rerun show is about CHRISTMAS! It's JULY! Though I don't mind the reruns of Royal Canadian Air Farce. I personally think it's one of the best Canadian shows ever created XD I don't think there's one skit that's not funny it it's entire history. SNL could learn a LOT from this show. Just now, they had a skit mimicing an iPod ad, where a girl's dancing with her iPod and some old lady comes along and smacks her with her purse over the head XD They were advertising "iPop - the preservation of piece and quiet" lol. But now, back to our regular blog programming. Stuff Myloko hates!

So today, Myloko hates:

Old ladies... again!

So, a few weeks ago I was staying over at my grandmothers house while my parents went up north for the weekend and, as you all know, old ladies like to wake up at the CRACK OF DAWN! So guess who has to wake up at the crack of dawn too? ME! And what does she want to do at the crack of dawn? GO WATER PLANTS AT A CEMETERY! So, she wakes my ass up at 9am after making me stay up until 1:30 to watch the soaps reruns from the day before and obviously, Myloko is tired @_@ So, we drive for 30 minutes and finally reach the cemetary. But for some ungody reason, it's BLAZINGLY hot and its not even 10am @_@

So, I crutch out of the car, walk through a few rows and find my great grandparent's grave. So, I yell back to my grandmother at the car that I found it... and she yells back to me not to yell in a cemetary... touche. So, I sit down on the grave beside my grandparents so that my grandmother has room to work to avoid being trampled on... but that didn't really work. I still had dirt flung at me. So, as one chunk hits me, I said "crappy dirt." What does my grandmother say? She says "DON'T F-CKIN' SWEAR IN A CEMETERY!"... touche.

So, after a while, she finally finishes digging, watering, and whatever else she was doing to make a mess. So, as we're driving out of the cemetery my grandmother notices another old lady at another grave who just happened to have a stroke of genius. The other old lady brought her own hose to hook up to one of the taps. As we're driving by, my grandmother says "That lady's taking up the water for everyone else!"... even though there was another tap not even 10 feet away. So what does she do? She gets out of the car, takes her watering can out of her trunk, walks up to that old lady and asks her to fill up her wateringcan. So what does she do with all of that water? SHE STARTS WATERING RANDOM PEOPLE'S GRAVES WITH IT!

Once she finishes, walks back to the car and we start driving again. My grandmother has to make sure that she runs over the old lady's hose though. So, as we're driving out, she's going on and on and ON about rude that lady was to being taking other people's water like that. Fearing for my life, I agree with her saying, "yeah, that lady shouldn't have brough her crappy hose." And AGAIN, she yells at me for swearing. But then what does she do? SHE ASKS ME WHO TAUGHT ME SUCH BAD LANGUAGE LIKE THAT! ._. Old ladies are scaaaaaary.

The Question Mark of DOOM

Now... I feel like updating this blog with a story about an adventure I had on final fantasy XI yesterday. I've been playing for 2 years now and the dorks who are my friends keep requesting a story of me on final fantasy in my blog... again. So, i'll share the story of "THE QUESTION MARK OF DOOM" for all of you who care and have nothing better to do than fill your life with me. Thanks.

So, today, Myloko hates:

The QUESTION MARK OF DOOM.

For everyone reading this who doesn't know, let me fill you in. In 3 areas of the game there's a "???" that appears at random near a warping station (crags as they're called in the game). And because this is a wierd game, the ??? speaks. If you click and talk to it, it shouts profanities at you and asks for items. Nice little bugger eh? So, if you feel nice (ie: stupid) you can trade items to the ??? which actually happens to be a goblin called the Goblin Archaeologist. Seems simple, right? Well, it is and it isn't. Sadly, you can only trade one item per day to the stupid bugger so therefore, in order to pop his goblin ass, you need some friends (ie: equally retarded idiots) to also trade items so that he'll come out of his hole and fight you. Simple? Sure, if you can find enough idiots, that is.

Yesterday, I warped my self to one of the crags and waited for my friend who was taking his sweet ass time going through his junk. As I sat there, I noticed the ??? on the ground. Whoo! It's my job in the game to blow things up so why not kill something that actually drops something of monetary value? So, I walk up to the thing and the bish says "Gimme yer goods!" The game pointed about that he was just below the surface which meant that with a few more items, he'd come out. So, I waited a few more minutes and my friend finally came. So, like I did, he trades some junk to the bugger... but he fails to come out. The game now says that even clsoer to the surface. Perfect, one more person should do it, right?

So, since I really wanted this thing to come out I called into another one of my friends to help pop it. Again, she gives it something... but no goblin. The game now reads "very close to the surface." At this point, the friend who I waited for decided he had to go help another friend and left (damn bugger >.>) and the friend who warped in also had to go because she was late for work. So, what does Myloko do? She stands there on top of the ??? waiting for another friend to come... but somehow, everyone just HAPPENS to be busy >.>

After some more time passed (and some bugging on my part) a nice white mage comes along and offers to help pop the thing. So, like the others, she trades it an item... but still no gobby. NOW the game reads "extremely close to the surface." Hot damn! One more should do it! So, since another game day had passed, I traded it another item. So what does it say now? "Just beyond the top layer" DAMN! HOW MANY WAYS DOES THE GAME HAVE TO SAY THAT ITS RIGHT UNDER THE GROUND? This is when I wish that they had shovels in the game ._.

So, after waiting a bit more, another friend comes back from being away and I persuade (ie: bribe) him into coming out and popping the thing. Cmon, one more, right? So, since he was a being a baby and didn't want to pay for a teleport, I had to warp back to where he was, get some innocent sucker I know to warp us, and then wait for him as he took his sweet time coming to join us. But, after a few minutes he comes and we're finally on our way. As we reach the crag though... I notice a group of people standing around... standing around the EXACT same spot where I left the ??? just a few minutes ago. To my horror, the group told me, "Yeah! I just traded it one item and BAM! He popped! He was REALLY weak too! Took me two shots to kill him! And he dropped 2 beastcoins! Man... i'm having such a lucky day!" This is when I felt like:

a) Smacking him
b) Smacking my friend for being so slow
c) Smacking my head against the wall
d) All of the above

Damn... yesterday just wasn't my day online. But, it was my bunny's 3rd bithday :D She was adopted last year from the SPCA and her name's Lucky ;) She's a flemish giant who weights 5.2 kg (around 12lbs) and she likes bananas XD

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The New Druggie

Yeeeeeeeeep... I'm on drugs. No, they aren't illegal. Yes, they were prescribed by a doctor. No, they aren't addictive and yes, they taste bad. I should know, I can't swallow pills so I have to crush them. But besides that, Myloko's in pain... again. You see, I had to go for another operation on Thursday because the last one that caused me HORRIBLE pain 2 months ago just happened to FAIL so they had to start all over again from scratch. At least this time, they didn't give me tylenol 3s but some new painkiller that works... and puts me to sleep! I like taking naps so this gives me time to relax a bit more and get some more zzz. This pain isn't too bad though but now I pretty much miss the entire summer by doing nothing. But that's not a big deal, I don't even own a bathing suit. I do have these odd cravings for sugar though, maybe its the pills. Right now, I'm not hating too much. I just feel tired. The only thing I could really rant about is the scary old ladies in the hospital. And by scary I mean the ones who have obviously been off of their rocker for a few decades.

So today's piss off is:

Crazy, old ladies in hospitals.

Everytime I go in for surgery there's always some loud person who makes my head feel like its going to explode. The first time I was beside a little girl who had her tonsils taken out and because she was in pain. She decided that she had to SCREAM all night long and they couldn't move me to a private room because there wasn't enough nurses so I didn't sleep that night and I think its safe to say that none of the ward did either. The second time I was moved right into a private room so it was nice and quiet and I had an unlimited number of visitors at a time. The third time was a same day surgery so I had surgery, woke up, and they let me go before dinner. The only problem that time was when they were wheeling me to the door to leave I kinda puked everywhere. The fourth time I was just wheeled into my room (which happened to be shared) and the woman beside me wouldn't stop yelling her stories about her children. When you have a migrane or anything of that sort you know how sensitive your head can be to sound. That's what it's usually like when you wake up from a surgery. So you can see why I'd be pressuring people to put tape on her mouth @_@ Yes, she was told REPEATEDLY to keep it down because of my head and she still didn't.

So this last time, it was going pretty well. I had a private room, decent service and all was going well... until 5am... when this crazy lady decided that she wanted to SCREAM AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS CRYING BLOODY MURDER because "that's how she tells that she's in pain." I know that the ENTIRE ward was woken up, even my nurse who was on break and was taking a nap was woken by her yells. You'd figure that a mentally retarded person would be in the mentally retarded ward... so why was she near me? @_@ I swear... everything's out to get me.