so I went to the mall yesterday and picked up my bible I guess you could call it, either way, all lovely 832 pages of it. It's very heavy and about 600 of those pages are adds, but that's the best part.
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no one updates their journals anymore. And no one comments on each others journals anymore.
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tv is boring. There are no movies out there worth going to see. There are no prospects of good movies to come soon.
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I have been listening to the same music over and over for years, with very few additions. I am very picky when it comes to buying cd's.. or liking musicians, or even liking their music. I need more music to listen to. I can only hope that Gwen and Garbage don't disappoint, and I hope their stuff comes out soon.
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I want to be a clothes whore, to own all these fabulous pieces of clotheing that i can mix and match at will and have an amazing wardrobe. i've been wanting this since i was like 10. in essence, i just want to be carrie. plain and simple.
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the world is coming to an end. Sarah Jessica Parker is advertising for Gap.
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10 more days, then i see if i really can deal with it all
god, i feel so anno... i'm constantly starving, but i cant fucking eat. i want FOOD. and i mean like real food, as opposed to pudding, or jello or other stuff like that.
anyhwoo... moving on.
i seriously thought i would be out of it for a week or so, i was expecting to feel like shit and for it to hurt so fucking much. i'm still like sitting here going, 'ok, the pain will come soon, this cant be it' i've like convinced myself that i'm gonna get an infection or something to make up for this.
oh, and i know i didn't mention this here, but a bunch of you knew anyways, i blew my back again a week or two ago, and it got really bad over the weekend, to the point where any movement sucked, so i went to my chiopracter on monday and i had to go back before my teeth pulling on tuesday. so i went to the chiopracter on tuesday, then it was like an hour till my teeth extraction, so my mom needed to get stuff from Sheridan, so i suggested that we go to Garden Gallery aka the new garden center where WR was. as soon as i walked in Ann like jumped me, she was so happy to see me, she was like "my baby!! one of my kids is here" so i got some big hugs. it was very.... odd being there.
so then i went to the surgeon and the nurse they had there was super nice and made me feel comfortable, and then the doctor and his assitant came in and they put the laughing gas on me, and started to put the needle in my arm and the IV... and seriously, thats all i remember. the last time i went to him, they didnt give me drugs so i still kinda remember the last tooth coming out.. this time, i was out like a light. very weird, because i've never been knocked out for surgery before.
so yeah.. i did the whole ice pack thing, and took my drugs. i cried when my mom took out the gauze from my cheeks because i couldn't open my mouth wide enough to do it, i still cant. and the grossest part was when i had to take my first pills, i'm supposed to have food with them, but i cant eat, so i had a chocolate pudding with my pills, and it sooo tasted like blood. it was sick. but my face, mostly my jaw and even my ear, was numb for a long time.
then uma called, and karen and uma came over at like 7 or so, and i was feeling great, like no pain (tylenol 3 is my god) and i was even a bit hyper, but i know at some points of their visit i made no sense because i couldn't get some words out coherently.
so yeah... it's weird as hell.. i have some swelling, but no chipmunk cheeks, i'm sleeping alot becasue the codine in my drugs makes me sleepy, i have no bruising, no bleeding, it hurts a tad, but it's more of a dull ache than a throbbing pain, and i didnt get a bruise on my arm from the IV unlike the last time i got blood taken, when i had that big ass heroin bruise.
so yeah.. i actually feel ok. except for the whole starvation thing. I WANT TO GO TO FIRE & ICE AN HAVE A CHICKEN STIR FRY WITH THOSE KICK ASS GOOD NOODLES.
i'm thinking of changing this layout soon... much as i like it, i cant stand black layouts. theyre too dark and unprofessional looking, and whenever i put a black layout up, no matter how much i love it, i cant keep it up for long.
i really have nothing else to say.. ooo other than when i went to unwrap my teeth (i always keep my teeth when they get pulled, i should now have 11) and i unwrapped them, and there were only three teeth. now i can tell from the pain and the stitches and the holes in my mouth, that i have 4 missing teeth, but i only have three in the bag. very strange.
i'm getting my wisdom teeth pulled in about two hours..... for those of you who care.
fin
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8pm
i would just like to add that Uma and Karen, you two made my day. plus you came over at the right time, when the drugs had kicked in and i was really hyper becasue i'm hungry even though i cant eat and i cant feel much pain. tylenol 3 is my god.
so yeah.. the flowers are reeealy pretty, i plan on taking some pictures of them soon becasue they look so perfect. you two rock :D
anywhoo.... back to my druged out, lie around all day, watch alot of tv and too much olympics like existance.
[x]MOOD - great
[x]MUSIC - kylie minogue - confide in me
so............. new layout. not the one that i mentioned before. it involved too much thought process. so i did what anyone whos thinking too hard should do, i made a new layout and put it up all in the span of 15 mins. yay!!
if any of you were wondering, that picture
<<-------- is of john mayer, i took it from the toronto concert. thats what happens when you turn your flash off kiddies.
i need to get out of the house. the last time i went out was monday, with candice. other than that i litereally have not left the house. it sucks ass. i am now addicted to the olymipcs. thats what happens when you leave me alone for a week. it's all very sad, i know. and the thing is, the olympics piss me off. well.. the not winning thing pisses me off. but thats another story, and i'm not even gonna get into all that shit. i need to like.... watch real tv :D
speaking of watching real tv, i watched the first half of a movie on tv today, it was really good. and funny. it had Ewan McGregor and cameron diaz. i could go look up the name, but i'm too lazy. but i would like to see it again. well.. i would like to see all of it. i shall add that to my list of movies i'm gonna watch next week, when i'm hopped up on drugs and recovering from my 'surgery'. i wasnt even gonna post a long post today.
hmm.. i think i'm a bit too lonley if i can write this many posts about nothing. for those of you who were wondeirng whats changed with this layout, i added a shit load of fanlistings, i joined like 10 or more yesterday. i'm addicted. i updated uma's link, but i forgot to do candices, so i will do that later.
and i really want to get rid of that bar at the top. apart from pissing me off, see that part where it says "next blog" ... i've had a bunch of hits from that stupid ass bar redirecting people to my blog. argh. very anoying.
oooo.. and i got a realy nice message on my DA page today that made my day, so i shall now share it all with you, yay!!
"your gallery is quite lovely!!!! You should have 23422X more page views that this!!!! hahhahaha well good luck with that and hope to hear from ya -- - MeSt*r Collins"
coolness :D
*gasp* i almost forgot the POTP... i had to come back and repost :D
[x]MOOD - good
[x]MUSIC - Sahara Hotnights - Oh Darling!
so i now have this kinda scary sad obsession with John Mayer. like i liked him before, i had great respect for him as a musician, i thought he was pretty cool, funny as hell. but i wasnt like obsessed obsessed, yeah.... but now i would like nothing better than to eiether jump him, or sit down with him and have a long interesting conversation. i would like to do both, but one or the other is good.
it's getting kinda scary.
see normally after i see someone live, and they were really really good and blew my mind, for maybe a week or so after, i become like an obsessed fan, and amd like that bands biggest fan.. for like a week. then i return back to normal. alas... i seem to be getting worse.
uma, karen and emily... i now understand.
what is scary is that this is me... i was never one to go psycho over celebrities.. like i was never like the whole scary teenybopper who would be like "ahhhhhhh! justin timerlake!! i want to marry you and have your babies!! ahhhh!!" god.... those people creep me out.
on a side note, before i get back to my main point, if i ever did have one, actually two side notes. one is a quote from JM about the aformentioned subject,
"Let be honest, most girls who scream "I love you", "I want to have your baby!" are screaming that in a more recreational , kind of like sportsman spectator like way. And if you were like "I dont have a Condom" you know...They'd Run!!!"
and the other is that last week when i was up at the cottage, and kathleens friend franchesca who is a psycho obsessed Orlando Bloom fan, was going "i hate Kate Bosworth! she gets to kiss him!" now shes like 14, so i so HAD to burst her bubble. and i was like "i bet she sleeps with him too.. and probably alot" hahaha.. the shock and horror on her face.. she was like "i dont want to think about stuff like that!!" yet this is the girl who thinks that in 4 years, when she turns 18, her and Orli are gonna get married. he'll be like what, 30 then? and probably married himself or something like that... yeah... ok. riiiight.
MOVING ON
(see, thats an example of the kind of pschco obsessed fan that i'm atlking about)
back to JM
did i ever have a point?? oh yes... so yeah.. i would really enjoy meeting him. or other stuff. on the way back from the concert Jenns cousins friend who is also named Jenn, and i were talking and we were like "i wouldnt mind being a JM groupie. Just a smart one, not a whore, one with a University degree..." and then later i was on a JM msg board (see! i'm becoming obsessed, i NEVER go on MSG boards.. i HATE them) and there were these two people who were talking about how JM needs groupies ('twas a joke) then they were like "hey.. arnt we kinda groupies? or at least stalkers?"
yeah.. that whole paragraph was utter nonsense. but guess what.. i found my point!! yay!!
my point is that i really want to go to aruba.
lost you all there didnt i?
2004 Aruba Music Festival
Featuring Jackson Browne and John Mayer
October 8 and 9, 2004
Not only does Aruba boast picture-perfect weather, extraordinary hotels and the friendliest people in the Caribbean, but this October the tropical oasis gears up to host two of the biggest names in music at the Third Annual Aruba Music Festival 2004. Aruba turns into a rock and roll paradise this Columbus Day weekend as the island welcomes music legend Jackson Browne and Grammy-winner John Mayer to its white-sand shores October 8 and 9 (respectively). The two music powerhouses will take the stage at the Aruba Entertainment Center and the lineup is sure to satisfy music aficionados of all ages.
yeah the chances of me getting to go are about nil.. but it would work since i get fridays off.. i leave friday morning, get there friday afternoon, leave sunday. works for me! except for two small problems.. one, searching online, it would be about $1000 or more each for two people, at least, and two, no one would come with me becasue of three reasons, school, parents and money.
POTP
::EDIT:: where the fuck did that stupid ass bar come from.. the one at the top up there ^^^^^^ bah.. now it's cutting off part of my layout... must figure out how to fix that
[x]MOOD - tired
[x]MUSIC - Robbie Williams - Angels (better than that stupid ass jessica simpson one)
so, guess who wrote a realtivley long, fairly funny post, and then had stupid ass blogger combined with her completley fucked up internet eat the post.
if you guessed me, you would be right. yay!!
i wrote it all yesterday, and i couldnt be bothered to retype it. after i made all that effort to be funny and such. i guess i'm not meant to be funny.
so today i spent a really long time on blogger trying to figure layout things out. i wish that blogger would have just a basic HTML outline for your posts. like something you could copy and paste, and it would have all your codes etc right there.. and have them work. but no. they dont. because now blogger has all these neat new thingys and features.. like it finally now has a commenting add on. ABOUT FRICKIN TIME. but i like haloscan, so i'm gonna stick with that for now. anywhoo.. the point of my whole story is that i would finally like to actually make layouts that are more than just a picture at the top, and the same sidebar, basically same laupit just with different colours etc etc etc i tried to do that this time, and it worked out ok i guess. but now i want to make a new layout. and i have hit two problems. one, i SUCK at HTML... like i generally get it.. but we have this agreement where we agree to hate each other, and get along as little as possible. two... how the frick do i use style sheets? bah. like if you were to look at the source for my blog, my coding is a mess. i need someone to clean it up.
anyhwoo... so i generally have a new layout made.. but i need to learn two things. how to make tables transparent (so that you can see the background behind the table) and ... i dont remember the second. well i kinda do.. but it's hard to explain and not important.
moving on....
actually.. it's 12:30 and i'm tired so i shall just go to bed. but before i do.. here is todays POTP, from Canada DAy. it seriously took us like 6 tries to get all our heads in the picture, and even then, poor mauro still has red eye.
:: The stars are out tonight, Only they can hear you breathing
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[x]MOOD - good.. tired... many things, i have a bad headache
[x]MUSIC - Madonna - Impressive Instant
so... many many things to say. i'm not in much of a journal writing mood right now, more of a sleeping mood. but we'll see how this goes. this may end up being an incredibly long journal, you never know.
so anywhoo... right off the bat, i have one thing to say.. real madrid are the yankees of football/soccer. bah humbug and all that jazz. i have many opinions on this subject, but i'm going to choose not to share them. all i have to say is with all that talent, they should at least do better than last place.
my other little tidbit of information i have to share is this. according to this... i am a whore. or something like that. i always wear one black one and one pink one linked together on my left wrist. figures. :D
now... on to my fun weekend away. and it actually was pretty good. the weather was really nice. too bad i was only there for like part of friday, all of saturday and part of sunday. but it's all good.
i took over 200 pictures this time. i'm in love with having a digital camera. funny, since i've had this one since christmas and i've had a digital camera since grade12. but it was all good.
i went in the boat (i had to to get to the cottage, i hate boats) i saw a blue herrin (big pretty bird) i saw two beavers, we threw rocks at the two beavers and jacob and kathleen chased them in the canoe, (beavers are bad they build dams on your docks, and you can get beaver fever) i saw a turtle, i saw baby fish, i saw a yearling duck (which means its too young to fly) and my grandpa and i yelled at jacob and kathleen for chasing it in the canoe (it couldnt fly!! poor thing)
i had two pretty good sunsets, the weather on saturday was pretty clear and nice. and last night i went out onto the cottage deck and lay there and watched the stars. now unless you have ever been any real distance away from the bright lights of the city, you have not seen stars. what you see here on a clear day is nothing. when i was laying on the deck, at first it seems like you can only see 20 or 30 stars, but then suddenly you can see hundreds and hundreds of stars, and the longer you look, the more you can see. it is just so amazing and awe inspiring. and it was so clear that we were lying there watching satalites go around the world. some go fast, others go slow. it's very very cool. and franchesca (kathleens friend who was up for the week) and i saw a big ass shooting star. we saw a few other smaller ones, but it was nothing like seeing the big one at the begining. i could go back up there and lie for hours.
yeah... i have more to say.. but it all dosnet seem very important after thinking about the stars. so here are my three pictures of the post.
:: Sleeping with ghosts, It's such a lonely experience
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[x]MOOD - good, tired and such
[x]MUSIC - John Mayer - Tracing
yeah... Sorry bout the last post those of you who read it. most of you know all that shit anyways. meh.
so tomorrow morning i'm going to my cottage for the weekend. i was supposed to go last friday, but i had the JM concert, and i thought that Em would be back, and that people would have free time so i wouldn't be bored. i was sadly wrong, but meh. it's all good.
so i'm heading up for the weekend.
i was thinking, my smaller cottage is accessible by road, so that means that it's easier to get to in the winter. i know my aunt and uncle go up there in the winter, so i know it's livable. so i was thinking of going up there in the winter for a weekend or something. normally i wouldnt want to go up there in the winter, but since everyone seems to be insanely busy this summer apparently, and i haven't made any real effort to get people up to the cottage, it may be more plausible to go up to the smaller one in the winter. so keep that in mind. if anyone wants to go up, say so, and i will actually start planning this thing so that it actually happens. i've been trying for years to get people other than my family to come up to the cottage with me, becsaue once your not a kid anymore, and you've been to the cottage your whole life, you start running out of things to do. oooo.. maybe at the very end of the summer, right before school starts i could get a couple people up there. fun times.
anywhoo..... i'm bored, it's COLD outside, my head hurts and i have to clean the house and get ready for the cottage. so heres the picture of the post, since i'm heading up to the cottage, heres one from last time. if my sister sees this, she will kill me :D
:: you said those words that made me cry, and you always wondered why
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[x]MOOD - nauseous
[x]MUSIC - John Mayer - Bigger Than My Body
i really have nothing to say. my life has just gone down from semi exciting, to very very very very, did i say very, boring. it's strange, everyone has a life of their own, they all have full time jobs, and/or boyfriends/grilfriends, other friends, etc. and i feel like i've been lost in the dust. i know in some way i have, everyones growing up, some people are living on their own, away from their familys, many people have cars, jobs, lives... i have me, myself and i. i dont have a job, by choice, the thought of working, expecially in retail, makes me want to throw up, or run into my room and hide. and i'm very very lonley.
when i was in public school, i had 4 friends. theresa, katharine, taniya and jenn. one moved away before high school, and i've seen her all of like three times, and never talk to her. two went to school in grade 9, but moved away after grade 9. one i have no contact with whatsoever, and the other i read her journal. and the fourth, i went to the JM concert with, but we dont really talk, were both in different places, different friends, different cultures.
in high school, i was very lost. i was the lone person from my group of friends left over. i felt like a loner, i felt like i needed to find a group to join. i needed to find some friends so that i would feel accepted and feel like a part of something. it was very very hard. i made friends depending on the classes i was in, and we would be like the best of friends, in school. but once we left school they would all go back to their own group of friends, who usually ended up being the same culture as them. i was the only real 'white canadian', there were others, but they all seemed to have something else with which to make friends with, religion was a good thing for them, they may not have had anyone of the same culture, but they had people of the same religion with which to bond with. everyone seemed to have their niche with which to fit in. i finally seemed to find my group of friends. they were mostly made up of an already established group, like the one i had in public school, except this one stayed together. there were a few odds and ends like me, people who joined the group in high school. they all seemed to fit in, excpt i never felt like i did. i rarley got invited to birthday partys, or just over to 'hang'. my parents got worried. i rarley had friends over anywyas, and now there were no friends coming over.
for grade 10, i was very very lost. i had friends, i was relativley happy. but i didnt have that friend that you always see depicted in the movies. you know the girl who is always over at your house, who practacly lives there. the girl who you always phone and tell everything to. my phone didnt ring much, it still dosent. but thats another story. i also didnt really have a group that i fit into in high school, not a group of friends, but a group like a jock, or nerd or whatever. but that was the whole point of my group of friends. you couldnt really define us. i guess other people thought of us as uncool, or whatever. but i never really fit into the drama group, or the music group or the gym group. i ended up in the music cult as i like to call it, but i didnt like it, it was for lack of a better group that i fit into. i also lost a friend, over her threatning to kill herself, and me going to guidance, who took me to the principal, who contacted her family. she was pissed. she went on a witch hunt trying to figure out who did it, and when she figured it was me, she started spreading rumours that i'd tried to kill myself, many times. and that i was nuts.
i am not nuts. it's called depression. deal with it. and no, i never tried to kill myself. it's called cutting, i cut myself. i can show you the scars. i did it three times, and never drew blood, probably because all but one time i was using a dull knife, but it did have germs on it, which made it all infected, and because it was already on an established scar on my leg, it was very obvious. my whole soccer team noticed. but they never guessed. and when i didnt use a knife, i dug my fingernails into my shoulders. thats why i usualy have short nails.
grade 11 was fucked. completley and utterly fucked. i ended up having second period lunch both semesters. first semeter, the only other people my age who had that lunch, we a group of mostly guys that i'd never talked to. i ended up spending the whole semester with them, and we had a blast, but after that, i like never saw them at all. i even didnt have people in any of my classes. i did in some, but mostly i was stuck with people i only kinda knew. then i got a boyfriend. and becasue of that, and the fact that i had second period lunch with no one but him second semester, i never saw any of my friends. pretty much ever. i did have some good things that happened, but i dont really remember much of grade 10 or 11, if for the simple fact that when i have a bad school year i automatically wipe that school year from my mind. i seriously sat here and tried hard to remember what year i had a bf in, i dont remember at all. if you were wondering, i dont remember grades 4, 6, 10, and 11. once, in like grade 7, i had to ask my friend taniya about things that happened in grade 4. apparently alot happened. i wouldnt know.
grade 12 was both the best and worst year. i was seriously depressed for much of it, but something great happened, i had SPARES. and unlike most people who only had one, if any, i had two, one each semester. and it ended up being great for me. even though i had a first period spare, i came when i usualy did at 7:50, when my classes didnt start until 10:15. for most of high school i would come that early and hang out with candice until the bell rang. eventually other people started coming early, but for the most part it was usualy us. which was great. and what was even better, was i wasnt the only person coming early for the first period spare, there was like 6 of us. i made new friends, and became better friends with people like uma who i barely saw for parts of grade 11 becasue of my lunch.
and i had amazing classes like Writers craft, where i was actually able to grow as a person. i sat at an amazing table, every other table got split up and moved around, but we pretty much stayed the same. i even cried in that class. granted i had just been dumped over the phone the night before, and we had been told to write something about how we feel now or something we wanted or some shit like that, and read it to your group members. i ended up not being able to read it, Uma had to read it for me. but i was finally able to become real friends with the people i'd known since like grade 9. my second semester spare rocked too, no one had it so i spent it in the art room with the people who had art class, and candice, cristina and i would go to starbucks. fun times.
then we all started university. i almost didnt get in, i'd made my plans to go back to high school, and do co-op all year, since i didnt get into anywhere. then i finally got accepted to Undeclared major at York. i was happy to be accepted somewhere. but i still wanted to bash in the faces of those people in my english class who bragged about being accepted at like 10 places with amazing scholarships. fuckers.
once we started university, it was like almost being back at square one. except emily and candice were going to york with me, and we stalked each other alot. but everyone else moved away, made many many new friends and moved on. i stayed at home, my list of friends greatly diminished, and i made no new ones. but i still had a great time, even if i was getting lonlier.
from the summer before grade 11 till this summer, so for two years, i'd worked at White Rose. and with two/three of my best friends. which brought us even closer. and i made new friends. but usualy once they quit, i never talked to them again. i still talk to a few of them. and i really enjoy spending time with them. but i havent seen a single one since WR closed. and i've barely talked to any of them.
so here i am.
almost back at square one.
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[x]MOOD - sombre
[x]MUSIC - Blink 182 - All of This
yeah... i started this blog an hour ago. i was planning on just saying that i have nothing really to write, that i'm fairly bored. then i just started writing. and wrote that. i dont blame any of you if you dont end up reading it. it's mostly just me rambling on and on about my life.
anywhoo.... now i dont really feel i have anything else to say. i was gonna write about the JM concert some more, becasue it's still on my mind. i think i should go to concerts more. they make me happy. after the NxD Blink concert this summer, i was like on a euphoric high for like two weeks.
i seriously took like 150 pictures at the JM concert. i *heart* them all.
i think i'm gonna do like a picture of the moment kinda thing with this blog. i'll eiether post it at the beging or end of the entry. i was going through all my pictures that i've taken over the past two years. i have some pretty cool ones that i'd love to share, so i think i'll do that. so look out.. i may have pictures of some of you up here :D
[x]MOOD - GREAT... very very tired
[x]MUSIC - John Mayer singing in my head... yum
so.. nice to see that when i actually do update... and a very long update at that, no one comments. meh. normally that would irk me, and it does... but i'm in a fucking great mood. why you ask? becasue of John Mayer.... *falls over and dies*
yeah.... i had amazing seats. Jenn and i almost died when we saw where we were sitting. we were going to go sit in the 100's section, when i asked a ticket guy where our seats were, and he was like "your on the floor" gahh.
lets all marvel at the coolness that is my Paint drawing of where i was sitting..... it's not really very right, but i'm ghetto and i cant use paint. expecially at 2am when i'm dead tired.
yeah i know it's a shit drawing.. basically i was like 4 rows in, yay!!
i would also like to marvel at my new best friend, who has never worked very well before, and never given me good pictures until tonight. lets all thank my Digital Zoom as the reason i took like, 200 pictures.
i'll write more later. but until then, here are a few pictures, made smaller so they fit.
yay... this is when jenn and i sneaked up to the very front, then got sent back to our seats. no zoom, yay!!
back at our seats
does this strike anyone as homoerotic or is it just me? actually, this was pretty cool... they were each playing the others guitar.. coolness.
i have to get up at 6am... it's now 2..... shoot me
[x]MOOD - YAY!!
[x]MUSIC - Sahara Hotnights - Only The Fakes Survive
i was feeling all sad and depressed... but then i started to feel better.. i went out with my dad and took some pictures. then i came home and guess what
EMILY'S BACK!!!
yay!
but then she's leaving again... boo :(
anywhoo... my long anticipated recap of my last week.. i know you were all waiting for it.
Thursday
i think cris and i had a movie marathon... and then uma came... but that could have been wednesday. meh. anywhoo.....
Friday
the soccer game. whoo! i was so hyped. uma was too. i could go on for hours and hours.. but let me just say, i was third row, on an aisle, which rocks for me becase i'm short and i have a bad knee so i like to stick it out in the aisle. anywhoo.... even though we lost the game, it was amazing. i was sitting with a ton of British people and a lot of them knew the songs, so the game rocked.
and when i walked into the stadium, i went up to the nearest section to check out the field, and for some reason i looked down and to the left, and there halfway down the section was Uma. that was really cool, we were all giddy school girls together.
Saturday
Cris and i were supposed to go to the Renn Fest, but it was raining, so we went back to sleep. then when we woke up like two hours later, it was all sunny and nice... bah. so we got dressed up, went out for desert, then to party packagers, then we went back to my house where cris, my mom and i had an impromptu Sex and the City marathon.. of season 5. 'twas fun. we got dressed up, went to a party and had sex :D haha
Sunday
i actually did family related things... like i was seen in public places with my family. and it was even a public place that i really like, and would usually be embarrassed to be seen with my family. we went to the Art Gallery of Ontario, walked by my brothers school then went on to Queen st. my brother is so fucking lucky. OCAD is like right on the good part of Queen St. i would die if i went to school there. there are some really nice apartments there, i would love to live there. i wish i was arty and such.. instead of having no artistic skills whatsoever.. who cares that OCAD looks like a freak of a building, the location is sooo much better than York.. plus it's not as big so i wont freeze to death walking down the wind tunnel to Bethune College. stupid York. *kicks York*
Monday
cris and i were gonna go to the renn fest, but she already had plans, so my brother and his gf went without us, and had an amazing time, the weather was great. i sat at home and did nothing. BAH.
Tuesday
Uma came over and we did a Lazy Day. i love Lazy Days.. you do nothing. and when you say "what do you wanna do?" the answer is always "i dunno" .. so we watched some TV and Movies.. then we went to Denison Supermarket or for all you people who went to Milliken, Fortinos. then we went Rollerblading, i should so do that more often. i was so much fun. the weather was just right, i felt so free.. so serene. it felt great. i wish i had friends living near me, so that i could do things like that more. but everyone's either moved away, or lives farther away. My subdivision was built first in this area, then they built all the ones that my friends koved into so far away. like a half an hour walk. i'm sorry.. but i'm very very very Lazy.
Wednesday
cristina called me and was like "were going to Value Village... in 15 mins" ... so ok.. maybe it was more like in an hour or so because we watched tv when she came to my house, but we went thrifting at value village, and i got myself a nice big ass pink scarf for $3 and a nice blazer for $6. twas a good haul.
then we went to Ikea because cris had never been there before, i want to move into the show room. is that such a bad idea? ikea should make apartments for students... and we can keep them clean and such so that they can use them as show rooms when we're in class or something... i would love to live in an ikea show room.. they are just so pretty.
then we went to the large discount stores nearby (we were in woodbridge, near York) and we walked so much, our feet almost died. oh and speaking of demise, cristina almost killed me while driving. yay! so that pretty much equals the emily:cristina almost killing sarah while driving ratio.. i'd say were about even.
Thursday
i did nothing.. and even though it was only yesterday.. i just had to ask my sister what i did yesterday, and she was like "you sat on the couch.. ALL DAY!" oh my... my lazyness is going to my head and i'm loosing brain cells.
Friday (today)
i went down to burlington with my brother to my great aunts house to clean her basement windows and to paint the frames of them. i cleaned, my brother painted. guess who did more work? poor jacob. it was so sick.. there were so many dead bugs.. and many LARGE live spiders. i did many of those "ewwwwwwww!" moments where you jump around becasue you cant believe what you just touched, or saw or felt crunch under your fingers. ewwwwwwwww.
then when we were painting something at the side of the house, i saw a car pull up, and stupid us, we were like "why is there a car here?" then jacob was like "why are tanya and nathaniel getting out of the car?"
yeah.. sometimes were a tad dumb. it was my aunt, uncle, cousin nathaniel and baby willow. god shes cute. and getting so damn big. and still a very happy happy baby. so i slacked off for an hour while jacob painted and i played with willow, yay!! she likes pulling at my hair and she untied my shoe laces and was playing with those. i dont ever want children, but god is she cute.
so yeah.......
i'm going to the JM concert tomorow apparently. should be interesting. but damn expensive, and i'm unemployed and broke. yay!
my mom and sister and possibly my brother are going to the cottage tomorow, and i was suposed to go, but now i have this concert, and then emilys back so i was planning on stalking her, but shes leaving again, so now i dunno what to do. i'm kinda tempted to call Jenn up and be like "i have to go to my cottage" but i would have to call her like, now. and i dont think i will.
bah
i'll try to do things this week so that i dont get into a funk. bah.
name: Sarah Louise
age: 18
birthday: November 21home: toronto
nationality: canadian school: York University
status:Singlework: unemployed height:5'2 eye color:brown/topaz hair color:Brown but
dyedBLACK as INK
yeah i know it's a shit drawing.. basically i was like 4 rows in, yay!!
