What the fuck.

???

I'm not into being stressed out over trivial shit.

I'm not even listening to music right now...

That's a lie, but I wasn't until like 10 seconds ago.

Fact is... here's a list.

- I need to get this 10 page essay .. started and done

- I have to work at 5

-

I really need a hair cut, and some management done on my roots. More blonde?

- Tattoo, nails, new jeans

- Next week will be pretty exciting.

On toes...

I find it strange how I can go like... 3 years without stubbing or hitting my toes off things. Then out of no where, I'll literally just kill one and for some reason manage to smash it at least 5 more times before it feels better. What is this?

I say thing because I've been having issues with the cuticle on my big toe. Some tell me its an ingrown toenail and others say its a corn(sick.)... Fact is... It HUUURTS and I keep dropping shit on it... I recently dropped a shoe on it, which from my understanding is pretty ironic.

Best sentence ever...

"The problem with this idea is that even though Mason does not suggest an entire gentrified facelift for the neighborhood, it is an implied concept because of the way that Downtown Eastside provides the perfect stage for the flames of neoliberal policy to be fed by the air of gentrification."

I'm just a fat house cat

I'm beginning to question things, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. I guess that it's good that I experiences an immense feeling of discontentment in my daily life. Whether it be my work habits or my hair, there is always something on my mind. The only problem is the stress that I begin to well up. Right now is the most stressful time for school. Everything is winding down and wrapping up. I just need to stop getting overwhelmed and get a straight thought in my head. I had everything planned out and prioritized. But it seems that somewhere I messed up and watched one too many episodes of the Real World, now I'm in a panic thinking I'm going to fail a class.

I just noticed that my computer screen is severely acting up... when I dim the backlight it astays in in the centre...

... Its now... Not the same day I originally intended to post this entry on. But I just found out where my drafts when... So here it is. I'm going to post it... Its probably not complete but I'm just too tired to put any more effort into writing tonight. Goodnight.

Just a moment...

Okay I stole this from Celeste and I'm going to do it before I actually make a meaningful entry...

THREE WAYS I AM STILL A CHILD:
1. I like Candy
2. I'm at least a 7 on the scale of 1 to gullible
3. I act out when things don't go my way

THREE WAYS I AM ALREADY OLD:
1. I have a reent obsession with the wrinkles that are forming or going to form on my upper lip
2. I like wrapping myself up in blankets and sitting in rocking chairs
3. I'm spunky.. ew but not that kind of spunk. Bwaaa.

THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO:
1. Make a difference
2. Be happy with myself
3. Help others

THREE WAYS THAT I’M A STEREOTYPICAL “BOY”:
1. I burp
2. I don't often wash my hair... once a week if others are lucky
3. I get rowdy when I drink

THREE WAYS THAT I’M A STEREOTYPICAL “GIRL”:
1. I hate my body most days
2. I like make up and perfume
3. I'm overemotional and cry a lot

THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO ACCOMPLISH IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:
1. Closure
2. Have money in the bank
3. Learn how to manage time more effectively

THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. self-awareness, false or not it beings me comfort
2. My hair
3.

THREE THINGS YOU DISLIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. Not being able to open up entirely

2. The dark places of my sole
3. How I analyse the world and fail to see beauty in man-made anything...

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. Nish
2. Moccasins, dreamcatchers, visions
3. Irish

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. Love
2. The future
3. My mind

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Bra
2. Chapstick
3. iPod

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX (OR SAME) THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Bone structure
2. Eyes
3. Smell

THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN’T DO:
1. Stop thinking
2. Share
3. Believe

Home and Myrtle Beach Recap

So here I am, back home in peterborough. I fully survived the trip to Myrtle Beach. It was lovely. The beach and sun was amazing, I discovered the ocean is in fact, very salty; and that there is a reason why American beer is so cheap.

Regarding my last post it seems that I was entirely lost in the space of exhaustion before we left last Friday. We did leave at 3am, and I remarkably slept until the boarder where we were interrogated by the boarder patrol... at least I think we were. I was too tired... I woke up somewhere in Pennsylvania and then dosed on and off for the rest of the 15 hour car ride to North Carolina where we stayed for the night. We got up early the next day and headed to Myrtle Beach and got there around noon. So here are the highlights and lows of my week.

Day 1- Friday : Depart Peterborough at 3am... Drive all daaay And sleep in North Carolina

Day 2- Saturday: Arrive in the afternoon sometime, still tired and groggy from spending a day and a half in a vehicle. Mid numbing. Needless to say, I was pretty stoked when we arrived on the Ocean Boulevard strip. Get a nice room with an AMAAAZING ocean view. Then got to touch the ocean and have some beers.

Day 3 - Sunday : Joanna is sick, my anxiety levels go up, a strange scratching in my throat and Nascar speed waaaay(which is go-karting, just a little more extreme than wild water & wheels)

-Got kicked off nascar... whoops.

Day 4 and/or 5 - Monday & Tuesday: This was monday... Uhhhm. I think that Alex might have gone deep sea fishing and I laid in the sun... Perhaps that was tuesday tho. I ... Lost track of time?

Could have possibly:

- laid in the sun

- read a non-school related book.

- MAAAYBe the Ripley's Aquarium...

Day 6 & 7 - Wednesday & Thursday: Let's say that on day five Alex, Nick and I went Mini putting then Alex and I went to the Ripley's Mirror Maze, tripped out, then went to the Gay dolphin. I bought a Rabbit's foot too... It's purple. Also Shopping... Got some shoes and sandals... They're both actually sandals...

Day 8 - Friday: Laid in the sun ALL DAY. Got a leg burn. OO, got some shells... Take a niiice walk down the strip.

Day 9: Depart from the lovely Myrtle beach and land in Cranberry twelve hours later to spend the night at Alex's uncle's home.

- play pool

- eat pizza

- drink some wine

- play Wizard

- Sleep

Day 10: Come home

- shower

- pluck eye brows

- unpack

- go to church

- go to metal show and pop ear drums.

COOL.

Ahh.. My time line is messed up. I missed a day in there somewhere. Probably involved shopping :)

All in all, my trip was wonderful. I was sick. Sorry for the inconsistencies. I REALLY just want to watch True Blood right now and drink my coffee..

Ciao Bella

What a dump.

12:51

HOLY I am soo tired. About to play some meaty game with alex. Also I am so ttired. Also Leaving for Myrtle beach in like 2 hours.

Mess

I can't help you if you keep pushing me away. This will never make you happy. Ever. It will always be a battle, and you're just letting the demons in. Stop trying to be a tough girl. You're smarter than that.

Reflection

Okay, so last night = the most amazing thing of my life. Muse truly was amazing. I've never rocked out/screamed so much my entire life. Today I'm paying for it tho. Okay let me begin with a recap...

doododoo

..

Monday-day was such a drag... i was working on essays. Nuff said. Soo once I got really bored of sitting in a downtown c

offee shop researching Haitian voodoo, I decided to go to the mall to look at things and enquire about getting a new mobile phone because mine is a piece of crap.

After the mall I went to pizza nova to get alex and I dinner as he was working until 6... and the concert doors opened at 6... so we needed to leave as soon as he was done work. We met up with alex's friend and his girlfriend to give them the other pair of tickets we got because OH YAH WE GOT FLOOR SEATS FUUCK YAH!

*side story: Alex and I bought tickets the first day they were on sale and got a pair in the 300 section of the ACC so ... not floor, and like.. how could we settle for anything other than general admission. sitting at a concert is blasphemy. So we looked and looked for floor tickets but they were all expensive and only available through sketchy ticket broker sites or like kijiji. Sooo my plan was to sit on tic

ket master the morning of the show fora few hours till house seats were released. So i had my alarm all set and everything... then in the morning I get a text from alex saying he's got floor tickets. so i'm all whaaa? He ordered them from a broker site. So naturally i was stressed the hell out because I only read the bad reviews... BUT the tickets came and were legit. .. back to the concert.

We get there and figure we've got tons of time so we get a couple of $14 beer(yah..) which are big.. but not worth $14... then we hear music and everyone runs out of the room we were standing in. We thought it was just the opening band..but NOPE! We managed to miss silver sun pickups and muse was going on. So we attempted to chug our beers and run out before they came on.

Words can't describe how epic this show was. My first Muse show, hopefully not my last. I was wasted off of adrenaline and crowd energy. Bwah. You had to be there. They were amazing, the visuals were a mind fuck. Lasers and balloons and smoke(which may or may not have just been marijuana fumes) and just pure insanity.

Needless to say, today was a bummer, coming back to reality... BUT Myrtle beach in like... 3 days. two essays to get done. ANND I'm real tired.

All I want is popcorn. And sleep. . . but neither of these I shall have.

MUSE!

Saw Muse tonight. It was everything I wanted and more. Details later...

70

I can't get it out of my head.

Not yet spring...

So I wrote a huge fatty entry like a day ago... but apparently I failed to post it and save it as a draft... Realllly too bad. I'm in my INDG 1000 class and we're about to watch a movie... I killed my toe on a stall in the washroom, and now I'm eating rolos. They're tasty...

I just felt obligated to do a post...

not anymore... maybe i'll have someting interesting to say later on... We'll seeeee

Wtf...

41%... Like I failed?

The Killers First Album

I'm in the OC caf. listening to the Killers. Their first album tho because it was the only good one, naturally! '

Okay so I headed to class today, the 9am one that i actually never attend. I was lying in bed at like 7:30 just after my alarm went off debating on whether or not I should attend, as I generally debate on Tuesday mornings. Today, however, school won over sleep. Stupid, right? So I get to class and know that lecture is going to be regarding the upcoming essay. BUT I should have figured it was just going to be a stupid reiteration of everything I've learnt about essays from shit, elementary school to now. I know I need to proof read, thanks. Oh and yes, I do know that there is a standardized font and margin spacing for a reason. My sources will be in alphabetical order, thanks. I do know the importance of a thesis statement and that direction is a necessary thing t incorporate into an essay, and even life. THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR WASTING MY TIME WHEN I COULD HAVE BEEN SLEEPING! ... Ridiculous.

So now I'm sitting in the caf. all lonelily wanting easter and spring, some more coffee would be appreciated. Oh hey brock is here now. Okay he's going.

That probably didn't make any sense at all.

UHHM. I don't know what else to say, I was going to rant about people being ridiculous but I think that my lecture rant was sufficient. So i'm going to go just.. go...

k. bye.

You're not edgy. Stop please.