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[Jun. 7th, 2008|05:40 pm] |
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Trying to make everyone happy never works out.
Hey, go ahead and try though you'll just end up with everybody slightly pissed at you and feel miserable.
I need to learn how to plan properly. |
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[May. 18th, 2008|05:46 pm] |
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So I haven't been online in a really long time.
But I'm back!
Where was I?
Good question... |
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[Apr. 17th, 2008|11:39 am] |
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Sorry I haven't been commenting much on people's entries lately because I've been really tired.
I get my energy back just in time to go out and party :p
Anyways this ones for you hicisguy
List five things that make you smile and/or laugh. Be totally honest. Then list five things that make you frown and/or cry. Be totally honest. Then tag five people to post lists of their own.
Five happies:
1. Happy cats
2. My bittys
3. Rocky Horror Picture show at Bloor Cinema
4. Drugs and alcohol
5. The massive amounts of stupid inside jokes I have with people
Five sads:
1. Waking up early
2. Falling asleep at the wrong moment
3. Paranoia
4. Drugs and alcohol
5. Fake people |
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[Apr. 5th, 2008|12:50 am] |
NEW LAYOUT!
That's all!
Well I'm also having an awesome time with my best friends! |
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[Apr. 3rd, 2008|04:37 pm] |
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So I love this job because I mostly work on a computer so I can browse the internet and such. I would make more money if I couldn't go on insanejournal and facebook, but there you go.
Anyways I am really excited for tomorrow because it is Friday, which means chillin' times all around. I convinced Meghan to come over for dinner tonight. I was missing my Moogz because she is my best friend but I haven't seen her in 1000 years (since last Saturday) and even then I was pretty drunk and didn't really get a chance to chill with her.
My mom's new boyfriend is coming over tonight. I haven't met him "as her boyfriend" yet but I've known him forever through my dad. He was my dad's campaign manager when he ran for office and his dad married my dad and my stepmom (I realized that sounds a little kinky he was the minister at their wedding). He is a cool guy and I'm happy for my mom so that will be good times. Maybe awkward but good.
I am going to head over to the LCBO and see if I can get my hands on a mickey for tonight.
They will probably card me and laugh at my ISIC but we'll see.
Note: I'm feeling okay, which is actually great for me but my mood icon doesn't seem to understand that. |
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[Mar. 29th, 2008|12:45 pm] |
I was not allowed out tonight because I was late coming home on Wednesday night (the night I wrote about in my last entry). So at least I was having fun the night I got grounded :l.
At first I felt kind of like screaming very loudly and freaking out but of course that wouldn't help so I basically just sulked. Not any more mature but whatever.
The reason why I am especially upset (although I would be majorly upset at being grounded on any friday night because I am addicted to going out) is because tonight is Rocky Horror Picture Show at the Bloor Cinema. It is the showing of the movie the last friday of the where most of my friends and I go and it's a whole scene of people and it's really awesome even when it's lame.
I haven't had a bad night though, my brother and I are watching this special on the Space channel called "Real Vampires" and it's alternating between disturbing (rapists/serial killers who call themselves vampires but really are just regualar ol' murderers and rapists who like to drink blood) and entertaining (the interesting legends and such around vampires). Well Hannah Montana is on I should enjoy some bonding time with Malcolm.
I hope everyone had an awesome friday night :D! |
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[Mar. 10th, 2008|03:48 pm] |
I just voted for the first time.
As many of you might know (especially if you live in Canada)there is no federal election going on right now. There is however a by-election and I just cast my ballot in it.
I feel really cool and I don't care if that makes me a loser. I don't understand what it is with youth and political apathy. Or people in general and political apathy. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2008|05:38 pm] |
Notes to various people and things...
Dear hot drinks:
Stop pouring on my hand. Coffee it's not so much painful as embarassing but tea you are really testing my restraint on swearing at work.
Dear cold drinks:
You are delicious so I wouldn't really mind if you spilled on my hands. Plus you could soothe the horrible pain of the tea.
Dear guy who works at the sandwich shop beside my work:
Please don't speak so fast when you are telling me what you are going to put on my sandwich. The mustard was one thing, I learned it isn't as gross as I thought. However I learned that onions do indeed still make me throw up, which isn't cool especially as I only have a 15 minute break for lunch, there is no time to stand over the toilet. Thanks for giving me 50% off though.
Dear hot guy at my work:
You are hot. Don't mind if I stare at you.
Dear hot girl at my work:
See above.
Dear clerk at LCBO:
Thank you for not carding me. I did just get a fake id but I feel pretty cool that I didn't get carded anyways.
Dear woman at the bar:
See above.
Dear self:
... you are lame. Learn how to not be lame. Soon. |
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[Feb. 21st, 2008|05:30 pm] |
I got on the bus today and for a second I thought my driver was David Hasselhoff. If he hadn't been driving the bus I'd still swear it was him.
After that I had the lingering feeling of something being a bit off, kind of like being a tiny very tiny bit stoned. I don't know if anyone else gets those moments, where everything seems unreal.
So these teenage guys got on and started being asses to the driver and I had the strongest urge to yell "DON'T HASSLE THE HOFF!" but as odd as I am I realize that is a bit too much. I couldn't hold back the urge to laugh but I tried to disguise it into a cough and turn into my jacket. It ended up sounding like a chicken was having an orgasm and the lady sitting beside me looked at me like I was crazy.
I probably am.
On a completely unrelated note I think I have fallen in love. Not in the romantic sense though. There is this cute old man who always comes to my work and orders a "large english breakfast tea" in an british accent at least a few times a day. He never really looks like he is paying attention to anything in front of him (although who really does in a coffee shop) and he has something slightly off about him, he doesn't fit in with the usual business clientele even though he dresses the part. It might be the twirly mustache. Inside my head I am making up all these stories about what he does, it's my way of getting through a job in the coffee service industry. I like to think that one day I'll meet him in a completely different situation and I'll find out what he really does. |
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[Feb. 20th, 2008|04:04 pm] |
So there has been lots of talk about how water bottles can apparently leak toxic chemicals and how they are bad for you. I was reading the paper before work this morning a journalist said something like "water bottles which have long been associated with good health are now seen as bad for you".
It's funny because I've never associated water bottles with good health. Since I was about 14 I've associated them with intoxicants of some kind.
If you are drinking you put it in a water bottle to kind what you are doing. Especially if you are underage.
If you are on e you need a water bottle because you will get dehydrated.
If you are on k or coke you'll want a water bottle for the drips.
If your still planning on doing shrooms you'll really want that water to get the taste out of your mouth.
Anyways I just thought it was funny that they were associated with health because the first thing I think when I see someone with one at a party or out late on the street in certain areas is "What are they on". |
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[Feb. 19th, 2008|07:22 pm] |
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They ask all the questions except the one I want to hear.
And if they did ask how could I tell them the truth? I don't want to make them feel any worse for me then they already do. |
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[Feb. 17th, 2008|05:36 pm] |
I love wearing sunglasses on days when it is depressing outside. When it's cold, dark and gray and nothing seems happy about the world. It is like putting an extra layer of distance between yourself and people milling about who don't want to have anything to do with you either. Sunglasses on any day, but most obviously on a day when you don't need them, signify a wish for privacy. To me anyways. And especially when the bad weather is pulling my mood down I don't want to even have to look people in the eye.
The main reason I love wearing sunglasses on such days like today is how when you take off your sunglasses everything that looked gray and dismal before now looks impossibly bright. All the really dark times make you realize how good the dark times actually are. |
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