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[Jan. 18th, 2008|01:35 pm] |
no more drinking.
my life has become an endless series of melancholy days, one emotional hangover after the next.
I swear I am not usually this crazy. |
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[Oct. 13th, 2007|11:34 pm] |
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| | let's go bowling - camera obscura | ] |
Being eleven fucking sucked. |
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[Dec. 3rd, 2006|08:18 pm] |
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| | madison prep - further seems forever | ] |
I am trying to cut someone out of my life that doesn't even realize that he or she is in it.
That is an extremely difficult task.
I hate writing papers. |
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[Jun. 25th, 2006|10:47 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | homeeeee | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  this bird never changes anyway | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | the love machine - sundays | ] |
Henri's party on Friday was hellatight.
Only because I like waterslides and hot tubs.
And my friends.
Wasaga beach is amazing.
So are boyfriends that come and pick you up at 2am.
I love water frisbee.
And shopping.
And swimming.
And trying to push boys into the water... then just ending up falling in yourself.
And picnic lunches.
And tanning.
And random boys who puke in trees. Then start drinking again.
And mud wars.
...okay maybe not mud wars so much. ...heh.
This weekend was glorious. Except that the back of my knees are scorched. And it hurts to sit. Or walk. Or lay down... it pretty much just hurts to be alive. But I'll deal, thanks to Aloe Vera.
So anyways. Before Cory and I left Wasaga we went to visit his aunt. She is amazing. So hilarious.
Then we came home and ate veggie dogs and had a kitchen-counter conversation that was amazing.
This morning we had veggie dogs and fries for breakfast. And tricked his parents into eating them too. Heh.
Then we watched Seven. That movie is intense. And after an afternoon of laying around, Cory drove me to work for 5pm. The fun ends there.
Tomorrow I study.
Oh, and do laundry. Because really, this is getting out of hand.
Peace |
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[Apr. 12th, 2006|07:34 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  ecstatic | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | the cure - the lovecats | ] |
I am still pulling cotton candy out of my hair.
That means today was a good day.
...I knew it would be anyways because my socks matched.
Mel's birthday bash extravaganza was fun tonight...
Bonnie playing bagpipes outside of the Dynasty was probably a highlight. Ha.
Fuck I love my friends. |
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| our intentions will kill them all |
[Feb. 26th, 2006|01:30 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  content | ] |
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| | appleseed cast - max | ] |
The reunion show last night was glorious.
Ugh. I miss dharma love with everyday that passes.
Except I felt like shit afterwards. Stupid late-coming hangovers.
So Cory and I went back to his house. And we watched charlie and the chocolate factory, and he made me toast. Then we slept with me beside a garbage can. Sick.
In the morning he made me veggie burgers and fries for breakfast. And a milkshake. I sang the milkshake song. And I danced.
He made me stop. By throwing cheese slices at me.
ha.
Then we played playstation. I am terrible. I can't even get out of the bike racing starting position. So I resorted to hitting him while we raced. I still came last. He still came first.
We just chilled and lay around all morning. It was really fun. I am still wearing his sweater which I am NOT giving back. Ever.
He's recording today in Toronto. Where 50 cent records (ha). That's exciting. I'm working at the Cow Store...where my sister worked? ...not so exciting.
Anyways. Good times were had by all.
The End.
Peace lovers. |
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| yup. |
[Feb. 7th, 2006|05:52 pm] |
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[Jan. 18th, 2006|02:42 pm] |
I feel like hell.
You feel like dancing. |
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[Dec. 27th, 2005|12:31 pm] |
EARLY ADMISSION INTO OTTAWA!!!!!!!!
so. stoked. |
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| waiting... |
[Dec. 18th, 2005|05:54 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  enthralled | ] |
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| | the benjamins - Clover | ] |
In a phrase to cut these lips, I loved you.
Milo is unbelieveable.
Play Oliver makes me want to fall in love.
Oh yeah. And stop being a pussy. Just. Say. It. |
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| it's you I was thinking of... |
[Dec. 7th, 2005|07:37 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | happy | ] |
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| | jamison parker - Here's Everything I've Always Meant To Say | ] |
It's things like this that make me very happy:
Just be in love
and I’ll kiss you like you’ve always wanted
Just close your eyes
...I’ll still live as if I’m dying
If I don’t make your heart skip a beat then hate me
If I don’t make you feel anything than it’s me
I just want you to feel beautiful
For once in your life
...
AMEN to THAT Jamison Parker.
... AND ... America's Next Top Model!
Tonight is good. Very good indeed.
The day was boring. And too long. And felt kind of weird. But it's a weird I'm getting all too used to.
Whatever. I'm over it.
Isn't life grand?
Why yes. Rather grand indeed. |
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| hoping you remember... |
[Nov. 27th, 2005|11:13 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  groggy | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | the love machine - sundays | ] |
I worry too much about these things, and you may just consider me a paranoid maniac. Which isn't too far off from the truth, so I suppose that's okay. But stop being perfect in every way. Honestly. My flaws stand out so much more against you.
You always ask me these simple questions. It means a lot because you care about the response. I have a hard time answering them because I'm not used to this.
Don't say I'm a liar.
Don't say I kept you in the dark.
I'm working on these things. I don't know how much you WANT to know... or need to know. Just know this: I like you. A lot. And I don't know what to do with that. Especially since I can't find the words to tell you. And you'll never read this.
I felt SO good yesterday. Allll day.
I miss it.
I was quite sick last night. Not fun.
The KURE float was good times. I love our friends. We WILL win the spirit award motha fuckaaas.
I have to work today. Just from 1-5. I love work these days. And I need to do ridiculous amounts of homework. So here we go...
peace motha fuckas. ♥ |
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| Believing no lies, telling each other we'll be fine forever |
[Oct. 17th, 2005|06:27 pm] |
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| | content | ] |
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| | the early november - sunday drive | ] |
Sometimes I have this very strong suspicion that Shane Yeo spits on my lock when I'm not around.
But then I remember that it's actually just cold. Not wet. And that I'm a paranoid freak.
Mr. Christie heard me say FUCK YOU to Abby today. Haaaaa.
Mr. Student Teacher heard me tell Melanie that he was my boyfriend.
Maybe I should keep my voice down.
Or just stop saying really embarrassing things.
Nah.
Lindsay tonight was hilarious.
Abby walked into a door. I basically peed myself laughing. She got really mad at me. Ahhahahaha. I'm sorry, but I couldn't help it. I'm actually crying because I'm laughing so hard just REMEMBERING it, rightttt now.
That was one for the books.
Now, all of you.
Read this out loud:
fortwo.
....
Hahahahaha.
Anyways. I bought new Death cab. And some pink tights that are fuckin sweet. And some ...soon to be... leg warmers.
Now I'm sitting in the HUGEST, blue-est blanket I've ever seen. And it's soooo warm. And I'm drinking green tea. Well I was, then I got mad at it because it burned my tongue. Ow. And listening to The Early November. Because it doesn't get any better than this.
I know something is wrong,
I just don't know what to do.
You say it's only me, and, that I'm so perfect for you.
I don't want to try no more,
I don't want to make this right.
I just want you to be true to me one time.
And you know it's not so easy when you're all alone,
And I wonder if I'm alone in your head.
loveeeeee. ♥ |
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| twisting my stomach into knots |
[Oct. 16th, 2005|12:43 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | exhausted | ] |
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| | sex and the city episodes | ] |
Death cab was unbelieveable.
Toga party/bars yesterday night was really fun.
Walking down Bloor street at 3am in a bed sheet is a REALLY good idea. REALLY.
The pizza hut pizza will be here in about 20 minutes. I love Toronto.
Krystal is basically a party. So are her roomates.
Saw Shane this morning. That was pretty stellar.
Will update more later.
I am going to eat pizza and then reacquaint myself with a long lost friend. Named sleep. |
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| My baking leaves a lot to be desired... |
[Oct. 5th, 2005|06:19 pm] |
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| | happy | ] |
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| | acceptance - so contagious | ] |
----EDIT----
So what if my cookies are not particularly delicious? And actually will make a person quite thirsty...
...And so WHAT if my cupcakes aren't EXACTLY aesthetically pleasing?
No big deal.
Really.
I just won't work in a bakery.
...
Stupid salty cookies and ugly cupcakes.
Seriously though. These were cupcakes from a MIX! How can I mess that up?
Oh boy. |
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| if I had my way I'd never get over you. |
[Oct. 5th, 2005|05:49 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | scared | ] |
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| | avril ... who knows what this song is called? | ] |
I am making cookies. They are currently in the oven. I am TERRIFIED for the buzzer in 12 - 15 minutes. And rightfully so... as I put in double the amount of baking soda by accident. And a whole hell of a lot more salt than was required (my hand slipped...oops).
Ha.
I kind of hope they aren't KURE bakesale worthy... just so that I can eat them all myself tonight.
Worst. kure. member. ever.
So English teacher is leaving for Weldon on Friday.
Maybe there is still a chance to salvage a hope of attending University? Yessssssssss.
I decided that I like my hair now. It's a good thing too, for $107. Boo hiss.
Anyways. Back to baking... or... attempting to bake...
then:
AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL! HURRAY!
Peace lovers. |
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| every minute is a mile |
[Sep. 25th, 2005|03:40 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | tired | ] |
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| | the smiths - that joke isn't funny anymore | ] |
The entire concept of a fair just blows my mind. Just a place to go to have fun. Neat.
I love when drunk girls tell me I'm pretty.
Seriously.
I think I'll just go to random parties sober and find some drunk person to shoot compliments my way.
I hate knowing too much. Curiousity always gets the better of me. And I always regret these questions. But I never learn to shut up. And I never learn to take it well.
I crave this drama.
I had the randomest drive of my life last night. Oh random long hair boy from the days of MFR shows at the academy. He was cool. He reconized me too. We talked about Molly Ringwald and how Lindsay shows have gone downhill.
Most boys are gross. So is the entire concept of wet t-shirt contests. And so are slutty girls.
As for the rest of last night:
maybe these morals are stupid but I always just thought that this was common sense...
And I never thought this would be an issue.
And maybe I over reacted. But maybe I was just trying to make this goodbye a little easier. It wouldn't kill me to hate you.
I'm just so happy we didn't have to have the usual late-night drunken conversation. It's the same one everytime. It never changes, and it never gets tired. And it always hurts. And leaves my stomach sick and my eyes burning. I wish some things could just be forgotten because they can't be fixed. Not even by these gorgeous words that seem too good to be true.
and I only listened to this song because you like it.
Anyways, I was so late for work this morning. Brushed my teeth in the sink behind the counter. Hot.
I'm going to bed. Finally.
lates bitches. |
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| what do I need to do to see myself in a better mood? |
[Sep. 10th, 2005|02:11 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  sick | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | tegan and sara - fix you up | ] |
My nose is sucking today. I was going to say "blowing" there, but you'll be glad to know I caught my cheesy, disgusting pun and decided against it. You're welcome.
But seriously. It's runny. That stinks.
Ashlee just waxed Abby's kitchen floor. Which pretty much means I'm stuck in this room until it dries. I should prolly open a window. That stuff is PURE chemical.
I owe so much gas to my car it's ridiculous.
Maybe I'll just go crash into the waterbed.
Good idea laurel.
Then Ash and I will conquer the big bathroom. It's DISGUSTING. But must be cleaned. Bleh.
Lovvveeeeeeeeeee laurel ♥ |
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