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| Friday, Dec. 15, 2006 - 10:44 pm
Thursday, December 14, 2006 Leave Me Alone
I deleted everything off of my Myspace except for the one picture. I feel it is a more accurate representation of myself. Usually I'm pissed at one or more persons, and I like cheezies. And I always wear that sweater. Now nobody will tell me I'm hot. They'll all leave me alone. That's what I want. Maybe then I will have achieved true happiness? I have a gram. I'm pretty much there. Bye.
I'm using it again. And if anyone complains... I kill them. Yes. I kill them. I'm going to school soon. And I have one week left at Subway. I have friday off though. And I don't work until 3 on Saturday, due to semi. Which I am not attending, because IT'S LAME. Contrary to popular belief. Popular belief which was conjured up by one person who has nothing better to do than try and interpret my life. I didn't ask for that. God. Some crazy girl is after Roger. I think she needs to go into the Witness Protection Program. Not that she witnessed anything... but it would just be cool to call her Agnes or some other equally awkward name, something like Mary Katrina... Anything along those lines. Myspace is dead lately. I don't get much joy out of it. Haha. I have derived all the joy out of Myspace. And now there is nothing left to reap. That was poetry. Or should I say POVERTY? ...Povetry? English class. God. I think I am going to make a blog dedicated to all the stuff that happens in english class. I bet if I printed off my blog and gave it to the teacher, he'd give me a hundred. Because that's what English is like. Today is supposed to be Christmas Spirit Day. I am not dressed up as any of the random things they suggested you dress up as. I kinda wish I was. Christmas comes but once a year. I might as well take advantage of it. There's only so many more years left before they start calling me crazy. Richard is home. And Kyle, Chris and Art are coming soon. It should be interesting to see how that goes. I doubt I'll see them. They tend to hide out at Ant's shed, where I am not permitted to go. Total restricted access. I thought if I bought a sitar, then maybe they'd let me in... But I'd really rather not spend all that money that I could use for something better on a sitar. Yep. So, I think I'll go to school. Bye. <3
Such A Strange Girl
If there was a movie about me, I'd want them to use this song. Because everyone should love me. And the melody is so delightful. Hm... Ant came back. But it was just to tell me that he was leaving again. What a dork. Someone should throw him off a cliff. I should. But not today, or tomorrow. Sooner or later. Tomorrow is the other day off that I have. And I put in my two week's notice at Subway. So I'm stoked to find a new job and get outta there. I'm having a grand old chat with Spoon. Catchiing up on a bunch of stuff. And I'm talking to Alex too. He's telling me something about Blumchen? Whatever that is... We know he's crazy. Hahaha... I just made Spoon spit all of her drink out. R a c h e l l e says: indeed. R a c h e l l e says: chanting can improve any situatinio! R a c h e l l e says: ...whoa. i didnt know i knew italian. Kyla says: LMAO Kyla says: I just spit out all my drink thanks a lot Hahaaaa. Yep. You heard it from the source. Alex has a tree of marijuana named Mattie. Or a friend from Bermuda. Not sure which, it could be both. One can never be sure. And it's night. And I wanna do stuff tomorrow... so yeah. I'm going to bed so I can get up. Night! <3
I did a test from totse about politics. Apparently I am most similar to Gandhi and the Dalai Lama? I always thought I'd be a hardcore Communist with Mao. I'm kind of sad, actually.... Ah well. Peace is much nicer than slaughter anyway, methinks. I guess you don't know until you try. I'll try being a pacifist for now, we'll see what happens. The world will likely go to shambles. Mmm. Shambles is a good word. Just like tramble. I'm not sure what tramble means, but I know there are rooms set aside for it at X. Yep, they're in the SUB, they even have signs that say "Tramble Room". I bet all sorts of trambling goes on there. I know there's a phone I often use without consent there. Dial 8, everyone. It's better than paying a quarter... and... you can call long distance! It is day once more. I am so bored. It's 4:30 in the goddamn morning. How bad can this get? Karaoke was LAME. Lamo supremo. And tomorrow I have-- sorry, today... I have work. From 3-10. Killing my social life, sir. You're killing my social life. And stupid Ant is going to Halifax next weekend. And he won't ever come home from there, because he'll be dead from drugs. Roger didn't go to New Glasgow yesterday. I feel dumb saying yesterday, because it was only after school... and that was like, 11 or so hours ago I think? Maybe I'm backwards and it's 13? Not sure. I don't honestly care anyway... I'm tired. I love chicken. And I love International Delight, because it is delicious. I will call it Coffee Sauce though, because that's faster. And y'all know what I'm like with renaming people things. [Right, Roger? Her name is Katrina. But not even. Her name is Mary. What an identity crisis.... Ant's name is his real name. Ant. That's all he is. Uncle Mann? Seriously, WTF was I on when I came up with that one?! Ketchup. Who names their friend Ketchup? Her hair's not even that red, it's strawberry blonde... Sweeky. Kendra Sweet. Man, I called her that for like, two years. Draper? Is it just me, or is her whole family named Draper? OH WAIT. That's her last name, not her first name. What am I, a football coach? God. I call my sister William. Her name is Paula. No wonder she gets mad when I say it... For God's sakes. I think I am crazy.] That was a whole lot of sentences inside some brackets. It was a tangent that was uncalled for, and has destroyed the fragile ecosystem of my blog. I bought something on ebay. But I forget what it is already. I am truly a moron. I am saving money though. I didn't buy any more Soviet -- OH YEAH. I bought a Soviet propaganda poster. I can't wait for it. It's my christmas present to myself. :) But other than that, I am doing so good. Sooo good. *head hits keyboard* Night. <3 4:00 AM - 3 Comments - 2 Kudos - Add Comment - Edit - Remove Kimi ga suki
But life isn't so lame so much anymore. I guess. Maybe. Not sure? Hahaa. Yeah. Well, tonight, I am going on a grand adventure. To Nan's for... Karaoke. Should be exciting... NOT. So I called Ant, and coerced him into trying to come. It took like 15 minutes of alternating between "Please." and "You suck." Pretty much the extent of any phone call he gets from me. But he did attempt to come, which I find incredibly hard to believe, and failed miserably. Emphasis on miserable. This is gonna suck hardcore. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I guess go and eat food. And then maybe walk around. And listen to Miyavi. I might get drunk and do karaoke? Who knows. There's probably a Tears For Fears album there with my name on it. God. Tears for Fears. Ant was so bored, that he went to sleep. At first I was skeptical that this was a good idea... but it's been like, 5 minutes since he left. And bed's starting to look pretty good. Ugh. I love that boy to death. I'll never understand him though. Sure, I can predict what he's going to do, say, etc. But I'll never figure out why he does such things. Ugh. Well, wish me luck in my boring adventure. Later. <3
Laser Life
Long time, no blog? Yeah, maybe. I don't remember when I wrote the last one, actually. I didn't even bother to look. But I'm kicked off the Interweb as of yesterday night. But ah well... Here I am. But don't forget the Nazi has left the building. No! Not Paula! Mummy dearest. Ha. The tyrant. I just made cookies. They are good. I will now proceed to eat them all... K. Done. I hope there's no school tomorrow. Cause I am so bored. And it'd be like, a free day. Because the snow will melt before lunch anyway.... And then we can escape to the outside world! I went and got the receipt for my road test. My intention is to be driving prior to New Year's. That would definitely be handy. So I can leave, and not have the idiot coming to pick me up. Glehhh. Freedom. And I also intend to buy myself a car. Because I just keep getting money. From my job, and I just keep blowing it on useless shit. So now I am going to save it and use it for things that I need. Which I think is brilliant. I made Roger listen to the whole fiscal plan today, in a note I wrote in first period Geology.... At least I achieved something. =] I hate geology. I can't wait to graduate and escape from there. It's my only goal in life. I swear to God. I got an email from that woman, from the Academy. She wants me to go to Halifax for an appointment to get into the school. An interview, I suppose. Joy! I am excited. My application was so lame, I'm surprised I even got a response. Hahaa... I wrote it in like, two minutes at 3 am one night. But apparently it's good enough. I'm happy. Mom won't be, however. She still wants me to go to GAY-SCC. NSCC, for the uninitiated. Hahahaaaa... All right. The blog is done. Bye. <3
When You Lie, They'll Follow You
My going to town is based on their ability to go home to Goshen so Clifton can get the car. It's getting late and they are not back. Ant is watching Clerks 2, cause he's cooler than me. I should go to his house and hit him with a stick. Actually, he'd probably appreciate that... seeing as he is trapped in Goshen. I am listening to the same music I've been listening to for months. It's starting to get on my nerves. Blagh. Clifton is back online. Maybe his parents came back? I'll ask him. He says no, but he put a dead rabbit on the doorstep like I told him to. They should be there in no time, cause they're probably hungry... He is turning 19 in nine days. Then he can officially lock his parents in the basement and explode fireworks in the microwave. Totally. I better get a stupid thing back from that school soon. I have to start making some plans for my life. Dave is stressed out. And he's doing some math thing. I feel bad for him. Math runs his life. Poor peasant... Augh. I need out!! OUT, OUT, OUT!! This is solitary confinement. This coming friday. I'll make the stupid appointment and pay the dumb money. I will get my license. Never again will I be trapped. I'll be able to go find Clifton's parents and throw them off a bridge. And then steal his car, and drive both cars to Goshen. And get him. And then interrupt Ant's movie, and make him come too. And then go back and get Paula. And then go on an adventure. Like it's supposed to happen!!!! Graaagh. Clifton just told me to marry Santa. I think I will. He's fat though. And too short. And ugly and German... Hahahaaa. This blog is done. PEACE, LOVE AND HAPPYMANFACE.
Eating the Peach
Hmm. And listening to the The. The band that Chris Malloy put on my computer. Which is not bad. And pretty entertaining. The Muchmusic ordeal is now all over. The pictures will be up on the Rogeto site. Everyone go look. And me and Roger did two photoshoots. One for Christmas, and one because we felt like dressing up like retards. Seriously. It's entitled, "Rogetards". It should be a hit. A SMASH HIT!!! Just like me with the emos. In the mosh pit. And the metal head kid with the eyeliner? He was ...different. Ah well. Fun times. Paula thought Max was in the picture twice, but it was just Max and Tall Max. Who is an impostor. IMPOSTER!!!! Yep. Well, blog = done. Bye everyone.
Fifteen Minutes With You, Well I Wouldn't Say No
Ah well. My hair is black. And green and purple and pink. But barely. I did it so it is not very much colour. Roger has pink and green, but she said she was gonna put purple in it yesterday. So mayhaps today, we will see the results? I think so. So I might be in the Totse calendar. Yes, isn't that exciting? Well, to me it is, it's probably my only way of gaining any respect around there, seeing as I'm a girl and everything. Of course, they will make fun of my "emo" hair... Oh well. You can't win 'em all. Once I get the extensions, I will be the coolest person on the planet. Just you wait... So, Christmas is coming. And I am going to make some christmas cards. Who wants one? I'm talking like, anyone. If you give me your address, I'll send you one. As long as I don't run out of money, that is. I applied for another job though, so I think money will not be an issue. As long as I get said job, anyway. It's at the mall. Woohoo. The graveyard of business in Antigonish, maybe if I pay close attention... I'll see ghosts? You never know. We're watching V for Vendetta in English. I think it's dumb. I hate the guy's mask. They should have just made a movie about Guy Fawkes. I would have liked that better. It could have been like Braveheart, but better. Probably. Stupid idiots, don't even know how to make a movie... Okay. School. Stay pimpin' til ya die. <3
yappari megumi ga suki
I got my ears pierced again. Me and Roger were like, "People who say it hurts are losers." It's like talking about something so unbelievably minor because they have nothing else. "Did you taste the rice? Yeah, well, it tasted pretty much like rice." Something like that. Arielle's thing is coming up. On wednesday. I do not have a drive confirmed. Soo... I might not be getting there until thursday. Which is hazardous and not good. And hey everyone, that new picture has not been photoshopped. Yeah, I look that good. Go me. I made two new shirts. And then today me and Roger made one for each of us. For TV. Gotta have Rogeto shirts. Haha. Self promotion is good. Forbes is not the only one who's wrong. Apparently... Anywho, I think I'm pretty much done with this blog. I said all I have to say. Anyone who wants to give me a drive, call me. 735-5025 or 735-5050
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| This is my blog, please don't eat it. These are the things that I know: I play bass and guitar. I am bored with everything in life. Summer is coming. Davey Havok has a clothing line. I have black hair(well, today I do)... brown eyes and I'm the cat's pajamas. Clockwork Orange is my favorite movie. Then there's all the Monty Python movies, Donnie Darko and Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Can't forget Wayne's World, either.
My favorite bands are AFI, the Cure and Robin Black. Other favorite bands include Queen, Culture Club, Hide and Led Zeppelin. I hate rap, so don't even talk to me if you like it. Umm... this is getting lengthy. I'll leave now.
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