Help give my friend Hope...hope.

http://www.gofundme.com/5dxi4w (the link to share, and donate)

Hi everybody. If you could take some time out of your busy schedule to please, please, help my good friend, I would greatly appreciate it. You don't have to give money if you can't, but please pass this around, so more people can see it and help her. 

Here is Hope's story, as written by her. 




"Hello,

My name is Hope Adler, I'm currently only 18 years old and living on my own. 
My family doesn't support me anymore and I live 300 miles away from them. I need help due to not being able to work or go to school full time due to medical problems. 
I'm considered disabled and handicapped even though I do not look like it. I have something called an ileostomy. I was sick for about almost 10 years before I had my entire colon removed due to Ulcerative Colitis, I failed medication at one point receiving 21,000 dollars worth of meds a month. 
I'm "healthier" but at the same time my surgery which was on January 21, 2013 this year had some major serious complications due to the laprascopic tools misfiring during the surgery. One of the staple guns malfunctioned during it and caused a hole in my intestines. Which resulted in my bowel contents leaking into my abdomen and causing me to have the series of complications:
20+ litres of infection trapped in my abdomen that had to be drained through 3 drains at one point(two abdo drains, one chest tube)
Both lungs collasping, not eating for a total of three months, being in hospital for 60 days, nearly dying, septic shock, various blood infections, another surgery in March, 10 types of anti biotics, a port put in, rejection of blood transfusions, oral aversion, losing a total of 75 pounds, and my abdomenal wall muscle caving in causing me to not be able to lift anything anymore.
Plus probably even more things I'm forgetting.
On top of that my mental health has always been bad but has gotten worse. I have OCD, ADD, PTSD, Chronic depression, suicidal ideation and history of self harm.
As well as medical problems, I have not had an easy life in general. I am a survivor of childhood sexual abuse, sexual assault emotional abuse from my family bullying. As well as being a teen mom of a gorgeous two year old that I take care of myself with minimal help from her father.
I've tried killing myself numerous times because of all of this, and on top of that my family has cut off most of their ties to me because I didn't go to high school because of being sick. 
Now I'm in a city that I'm really new to I have not many friends here. My boyfriend whose in university and working cannot magically move in with me and make things better. 
I'm trying so hard for the last two months to find a job but due to being sick I cannot get hired. As well I still need two more surgeries and other medical problems taken care of. 
If you could help me get my minimal goal of 800 that would be fantastic. I need at least in total 2000 but I would take any amount at this point. 
Please anything would help.


Thank you for reading my story."

Happy birthday Wattpad!

It's Wattpad's 7th birthday! I am happy to say that I have been a member since November 18th 2009, that's four out of its seven years!!

To celebrate, here's a video about why Wattpad is so important to me.

GiftHulk- what is it and why should you invest your time?

GiftHulk is a popular points reward site that I have recently discovered, and let me just tell you: it is awesome! It's kind of like Swagbucks in its layout, but is somewhat different. GiftHulk offers many earning opportunities, and I'll list some of them and explain a bit about each thing. I think the great part about GiftHulk is that it doesn't take much effort to earn points, you just have to be honest when answering surveys, and have to actually want to earn the points.

Fountain of Youth: Like Swagbucks' swag codes, GiftHulk has a section where you can redeem codes as well, found around the site/its facebook/twitter that can get you free Hulk Coins! I got 250 today and I don't know about you, but that's awesome! So far, I have 859 Hulk Coins, and I'm working towards getting a paypal gift card!

Apps: There are a variety of applications you can install on your phone or ipad, and that'll win you easy Hulk Coins.

Surveys: You can get lots of points just by answering surveys! You won't always qualify, but usually you will be rewarded for your effort, which is great.

Videos: You can watch videos for points! If you watch a certain amount a videos, you get 5 Hulk Coins. I think that's pretty fair, don't you? It's really cool.

So, there we have it. I think everybody should give this site a try, it's one-hundred percent free, and you can connect to it via Facebook or Twitter.

If you want to join and start earning, here's my invite link. My username is sydenie_beaupre: http://www.gifthulk.com/invite/SB275250

A dude to check out, and other stuff.

So, I was browsing on Wattpad and came across this guy. His pen name is Parogar, and here is a link to his profile: http://www.wattpad.com/user/Parogar

You're probably wondering why I'm randomly telling you about some guy I don't even know. Well, the thing is, I really like his stories, and I just like the way he presents himself. *over the internet lol* He is witty, unafraid of being judged, and is for some pretty good causes. He just left a good impression on me for some reason. Anyway, his works are awesome, and you should really check them out.

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In other news, I made a new site for my writing and stuff: http://sydenayrox.wix.com/sydniebeaupre so you should, you know, maybe check that out too. ANYHOO, happy back to school for all you students out there, and everybody else- have a good life!

Update on my life and such

So I did a thing. I chopped off my hair to donate it to cancer patients so that they could have wigs made for them. My friend Sam- who's now living with me by the way and I'll get to that later- did the same thing. The only difference is, I was growing my hair out for that exact purpose! And guess what? I'm doing it again! I'll keep the short hair for a wee bit, but yup, I'm growing it out again to donate it.

As somebody who is both anaemic and has a lack of white blood cells, I cannot give blood which has made me very upset in the past. BUT, I realized that the next best thing to donating blood was....HAIR! I can donate my hair! Hey, donating blood doesn't change your appearance- unless you're like me and you pass out and get all pale and stuff- and donating your hair totally does, but hair grows back, and I like having short hair anyway. So, at the age of fifteen, after having gotten a terrible hair cut and throwing a small fit, I came to that realization- the one that said "Oh my God, you'll be fine, hair grows back" (I was practically given a mullet)- and I decided that I would grow my hair out for a good cause. Cancer is as good a cause as any, am I right? And finally, five years (and many annoying haircuts forced on me by my mother to keep my hair 'looking healthy' and experimental hair dyes) later I have reached my goal! My hair was past my breasts, about two or three inches I'd say, and I was actually planning on growing it out down to my bum because I thought my hair wasn't long enough. I was wrong!!! The minimum is eight inches, and uhh...well my hair was very long, let's put it that way.

I'm happy as heck, and am proud of myself. So...there's that!



So, about Sam. Wellp, she's here to stay! She is the best person to have around the house ever- well to have around in general, really. We get along so well! We're both looking for jobs and are hoping to move out together and maybe even buy a small pig or a kitten as a pet. We're cool!

The road to a happy Sydnie, updates, kidnapping friends, and more.

Hello Blogger-verse!

I'm pretty happy. I'll tell you why through interpretive dance!!! No, but seriously, I'm on the road to happy :)

Some reasons why (not in any particular order):

1. I'm in Montreal, which is my home city.

2. I have a boyfriend who doesn't make me cry, and who likes me for who I am, and who was already one of my best friends. I miss Liam though and wish we had worked out..

3. My freaking amazing friends

4. My freaking amazing family

5. English- sorry French side of the family, I'm an anglophone, and Sherbrooke is too French for me! I'm mostly bilingual, but still...I prefer to speak English if I can.
7. I have a great support group not just in actual life, but online with the Swamp Family ;)

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In other news, I think I'm just going to go back to Cartier. I'll take extra classes like conversational French, if I can, and I'll get help from the Dyscalculia center in the West Island for my math classes at Cartier, and do this thing. I'm sick of waiting for this to go through. I'm smart, it's time to show the world that i can get through whatever gets in my damn way!

http://placecartier.lbpsb.qc.ca/index.htm <-- Click to check out the school's site.

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In other, other, news, my friends and I kidnapped our friend Shane the other day and forced him to come with us on a mini-adventure. You may be thinking, "What the heck?" and you'd probably be right in thinking  that because we're kind of retarded. But this is how it went:

Nancie and I were at Tim Horton's and got lonely without our usual rowdy group of friends. So, we invited some friends to come out, walked to her house, got her car and picked up Kim. Shane said he didn't want to come, but when we asked him why, he said he had homework- THAT WAS DUE IN LIKE TWO DAYS!!! So, even though he was adamant about not coming, we drove to his house and sat out front, and called him. Luckily, his mother came outside and was like, "Oh, girls, I'll go get him!" and she forced him to come with us. He ended up having a good time with Kim, Nancie, Deborah, Ian, and I- and we saw kittens and ate food and stuff.

Moral of the story is? COME ON FRIGGEN ADVENTURES OR WE'LL FORCE YOU!!!

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I have a new vlog channel on Youtube called InsomniaSydnie where I have insomniavlogs and daytimevlogs so check those and my original srryihateyou stuff out! 

http://www.youtube.com/user/InsomniaSydnie

http://www.youtube.com/user/srryihateyou

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Wattpad is still going strong, and I love it. Also, one of my friends bought my book on Amazon. Thank you Jeff.

http://www.wattpad.com/user/sydenay
http://www.amazon.ca/Wolves-of-Lowcastle-ebook/dp/B00BSG9M6S/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1367809155&sr=8-1&keywords=Wolves+of+Lowcastle

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That's it for today! Have a happy life and stuff! I LOVE YOUR FACE AND STUFFS PRETTY PEOPLE AND STAY STRONG

Youtube

I posted a video of myself singing on youtube, today. It's not the best qualityn video, but you know, it's a start. I'm going to keep uploading now, I finally have the drive :)


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=roi1M0xEvKk

Here it is! I'm singing a bit of the song Skin by the band BOY: "BOY is a Swiss-German pop duo founded in 2007 by singer Valeska Steiner and bassist Sonja Glass. The two met during a pop-music course at the Hochschule für Musik und Theater Hamburg in 2005. The band initially played concerts independently, before being discovered and signed to Herbert Grönemeyer's label, Grönland Records, in 2011.

Their debut album, Mutual Friends was produced by Philip Steinke and released in September 2011.

Their first hit single "Little Numbers" was featured in the German film "Kein Sex ist auch keine Lösung" ("No Sex is no Solution either").

BOY won the Hamburg Musician Prize HANS in 2011 in the category Hamburgs Newcomer of the Year, and the European Border Breakers Award (EBBA) in 2012." (Taken from http://www.lyricshall.com/biography/BOY/)

Jobs, chocolate milk, and dreams

I need a job; there's no sugarcoating the fact that I am a poor, almost twenty year old, that lives with her parents because she couldn't continue going to college because she didn't finish her high school, because life sucks, so her parents pay her rent and cellphone bill.

I. Am. BROKE! I have seventeen cents in my bank account. Seventeen cents. Woopty-friggen-doo.

So, no I'm looking for jobs and stuff. I'll let y'all know how that goes.

In other news, I'm drinking chocolate milk, and am feelin damn happy about that. It's Nesquik! Who doesn't love Nesquik??? Okay, maybe a lot of people, but shh. I love it. That's all that matters.....right? I actually just dropped it and now I'm sad 'cause it's gone. MY CHOCOLATE MILK IS GONEEEE!! WHYYY???

Also, I have had some pretty interesting dreams lately, that have given me great book ideas.
One was about a Native girl who was adopted by a rich white family at the age of five, and was taken off the reservation she lived on. She is brought up as their daughter with their own children, but always feels different from her family because she isn't as white as them (she's light skinned). She attends this prestegious school, and instead of taking the bus to school like most of her peers, she hikes there to feel closer to nature. On her way to school, she meets a boy who is also headed the same way, and the talk as they make their way to school. She finds out that he's also Native, and lives on the local reservation, and they strike up a friendship. THEN I WOKE UP, DAMNIT! So, of course, now I'm writing a story about them.

The other dream was about this dance school that people from all over the world attend, that has a forest and garden behind it, and in the forest there's this littlr patch of burrs/dandelions/whatever they were, that are...haunted? I'm not sure. Anyway, in this dream, I fell into them and a whole bunch of weird things started to happen, like I could see these little creatures everywhere, I was hearing things...and then all of a sudden, I realized the whole school was in danger of being destroyed by fae!! Then something about posssions and microwaves happened and I woke up confused as hell...but yeah. Imma adapt that into a story (it'll make more sense, I swear).

Soooo, yeah!

This funny feeling...

I dyed my hair to its natural colour...and it feels good to look like how I was intended to look. For now. I like to change my hair a lot, and I think it's because it's something I feel that I can control in my life, when things aren't so great. But right now? I think things are pretty great.

I'll tell you why...

I'm home, where my family and friends are (and pets!). I'm getting my shit together. ANNNND... I have somebody who really knows me (who has known me for a good six or seven years) and who makes me laugh instead of cry- I'm not gonna go into detail quite yet, because I'm not ready to disclose that information. But I've definately got this funny feeling all up in my tummy, and I think it's happiness and uhh, something a little bit more than that.

I'm myself again. I'm this weird, awkward, doesn't-give-a-shit-what-people-think about me girl. And I'm starting to actually like myself, because the past three years I haven't been me, I've been this shell of a girl who just hates herself, who has to walk on eggshells just breathing! Not anymore.

Read my books, blah, blah, blah...and stuff, yeah!

I'm going to go eat Fruit Loops now, suckers!!!

Books you need to read on Wattpad and updates on stuffs

Hey people out there! So, in my free time, as you know, I read a lot. Like, a lot. IT'S AN ADDICTION OKAY? And I've come across some really good stories on Wattpad. Here're some stories which should really be checked out:

Blind Attraction- by Cora Virgo

The Dark Place- by deejaybee

12 Weeks 12 Dates- by bookbuddy

Skittles and Science- by EternalZephyr

Just Jack- by SeanPowell

Love Like a Delinquent- by 3mmaRawrs

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So, I've been slowly updating my stories. My word counts are all really awesomely huge, and I'm proud of how much I've written- especially for Dark One. I'll update on Wattpad eventually, but for now it'll still be slow. Sorry guys! Also, my novella is on sale at Amazon.ca for 99 cents...so check it out? Please?

New story, new facebook page!

I have a couple of new stories up, but the one I'm really working on is Grit. I'm not too sure where it's going to take me, but know this: it's a post-apocalyptic-dystopian-werewolf story...so that should be interesting, no? The main character, Micah, looks a lot like my friend Deborah, so I ended up using her face as part of the cover. I think it turned out well :)

I have a like page on facebook!!! Sydnie Beaupré :D yaaaay!!! Hit like if you like my stories?!? Please!!!

Stuff happens

So, I broke up with my boyfriend. I feel like it was the right thing to do, because I was unhappy. We fought a lot, and every time we tried to fix the relationship- well it wasn't done the right way. I fell out of love with him. That's not to say that I don't still love him, because yeah, I do. But I'm not in love with him anymore. I also couldn't stay in Sherbrooke anymore, it was lonely, I have no friends up there, and am pretty awkward. My french is bad, and Sherbrooke is mostly French. I missed my friends and family- everything wasn't working.

So, I'm back in Montreal.

Stuff happens.

I'll be okay and I hope he will too. I have great family and friends, and he does too so I think he'll be okay eventually.

A day to remember

Today is a kind of mixed emotion day for my family. 12 years ago exactly, my Papa (grandfather, for people who think I mean my dad) died because of colon cancer. They discovered it too late, and there was nothing much the hospital could do.

My Papa was a great man. Born in Derbyshire England, in 1932, on November 20th. Died in Montreal, Quebec, Canada, in 2001, on February 13th.

He spoke many different languages, and was a very well educated man; he was a school teacher, actually. He married twice, and had five children, two with his first wife, Irene Ferguson (my Grandma) Martine (my Mummy) and Alan, and three with his second wife, Irene Mackie (my Nana), Andrew, Fiona, and Peter.

When he was alive, he had three grandchildren- Rebecca, Jason from my aunty Fiona, and me, from my Mummy (Martine). Shortly after his death, my cousin Amber was born (from my uncle Peter).

In 2012, Rebecca had a son named Kaleb, and he is loved by us all.

I think he'd be proud of us all. We have all overcome so much in our lives, because believe me when I tell you my family hasn't had it easy. But we're all pulling through, and we're all happy with our lives, because we have each other and good friends.

I miss my Papa, we all miss him. His jokes, his laugh, his garden, his love of poetry...all of it. He's still with us thiugh, I think. No, I know. He loves Amber and Kaleb just as much as if they were alive when he was.

Word Count

Word count

 

(Story started December 30^th 2010, 400 words approx.)

 

                      12998 so far as of November 12^th 2011

                                                                                      } 8268 words later

                      21266 so far as of September 17^th 2012

                                                                                      } 3393 words later

                      24659 so far as of February 8^th 2013

S'been a while

So, I haven't blogged (not that anybody notices, since all my followers are my friends...) in a while, because I've been under a lot of stress. That stupid math exemption request is taking up a lot of time, and my boyfriend Liam and I have been fighting like cats and dogs over everything- I almost moved out yesterday because I miss all of my family and friends in Montréal and I can't stand it here anymore because it's messy and we fight- well for lots of reasons, but one of them almost made us break up. We haven't broken up, thank God, and I haven't moved out.

See, I was sitting on the couch and Liam was making dinner, and I just...snapped. I realized that I'm just unhappy here, and can't stay here anymore. So, out of nowhere, I said it. I just said, "I don't want to live here anymore," it was verbal vomit...I just couldn't stay here anymore. I didn't even discuss it with him before making the descision. So, he got angry and ignored me, I called my parents and his mum...and stuff happened. Then, before I knew it he was in the room, telling me that he was sorry for how he treated me (he's kind of an ass without knowing it...and also when he knows it sometimes) and for how everything has turned out. He was sorry for EVERYTHING. He cried. I cried. It was a snot/sob-fest. BUT we talked after that and decided that we should at least try to work things out before me giving up on us after four years.

So we're going to try to fix things. I'm no angel in the relationship department either, don't get me wrong. I need to work on my sarcasm (he has aspergers and doesn't understand it) and I also need to work on my depression and quick temper (I uswed to be passive aggressive, but that's gone now into an explosion of anger)...we both have to support the other. If it doesn't work out, that sucks. But we owe ourselves to at least try. We've been together four years right?

There's all that, and the fact that I do absolutely nothing all day half the time due to depression or me being sick. I need a job, but my french isn't up to par for Sherbrooke. I'm not in school since I only had one semester to get my GED, and failed again.

First world problems, right? Ugh. They still suck. But, expect more posts.

Stuff, and stuff, and rantings about math

Okay, so guess what? I've decided to enter like, a billion short story submissions to a whole bunch of people, i.e magazines and contests, and whatnot. Cool huh? I think so! I'll let y'all know how all of that goes.

In other news, I've got many books to read from Christmas and I am very content.

And now for something completely different; the paranormal going ons in my place have ceased more or less- no door slamming. I'm relieved, but also kind of annoyed that I never caught anything on tape. NO PROOF ahhgh!

On to sports! No. I hate sports...

hmmm...time for serious-ness ( serious-ness is now a word)

I'm trying to get an exemption for my grade ten math, because frankly( I've taken the course six times now) I just don't give a damn! I have a dissorder called dyscalculia, which screws up my mathematical skills greatly. I can't even picture numbers in my head!!! I count on my fingers for the smallest of things, I have a hard time with money so getting a job is difficult, I see numbers screwed up(example, 678 is 687 or when too many zero's are in a number I often mess up) I have a hard time figuring out how to read a number if it's more than four digits long...the list goes on.

So, basically math isn't my cup of tea. And you know what? I've tried for an exemption before, and the lovely government said- drum roll please- no.

They said that they recognize my dissability, but the school (an adult ed) wasn't doing enough to help me. Really??? I'm one student out of a whole bunch they needed to help out, which they did to the best of their ability I might add, and they singled me out pretty much- which seems pretty damn helpful to me, I think, considering I wasn't the only person they needed to focus on-so uhh...what the heck? That school ( Place Cartier Adult Education Center) did a whole lot for me, and then some.

So here I am. I was granted one semester at Champlain College to get my DES, which is absolutely no time to finish a course by myself (I had help, but was pretty much on my own, doing Distance Education online...which didn't pan out at all!) I had my one semester, never completed the math course, because all I did was study, get help from my math major boyfriend (he's at Bishop's Uiversity studying to become a math teacher) and online math help sites...and of course failed the math. I never actually handed in anything, even if I completed it, because I was just so damned confused and finally gave up due to stress and health issues which the stress made worse!!!

 I also failed gym...but that's because I have health problems and missed a lot of class, and skipped to study- you guessed it guys- MATH! My other marks could have been sooooooooo much better if I didn't have to carry around the stress of the math course and deadline. I worked my arse off, but no. It was too much stress for me. It IS too much stress fotr me. If I have to take that class one more time, I swear to God I'm going to go nuts. NUTS!

I really hope this whole exemption thing works out. I have people who are helping me out, my parents and my Grandma, my old adult ed, my old high school teachers, a representative from the government, my old psychologists...good stuff. Please God, help me out. I'll believe in you! Okay, maybe not...but...UGH PLEASE ANYBODY!!!!

(I'd like to tank my boyfriend for taking care of me, as I have the flu)