Tuesday, August 30, 2011

rock the kasba OF RAGE

I wish I could say fuck you and tell you off
Even tho I knew you were a doucher
But apparently sane people don't have emotions.
So Ima keep my mouth shut.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

RULE #1

Do not be ah RU.
To my SBFF.
Or all your actions, manners and shit will be called in to question.
IT'S ONNN.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

LAST day of work on Wednesday.
Goodbye Campbellford Tim Hortons!
I guess it was actually pretty chill.

If anyone gives me lip tomorrow, I'll give them what for!

(What For is a chastisement received by those who bother the givers of what for. What For is typically preceded by threatening gestures and followed by pain.

Ben was pissing me off, so I gave him what for.)

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=what+for

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Conditions for Travel:

1. No Parents
2. Someone awesome
3. Preferably not somewhere of absolute cliche
4. Beautiful Nature
5. Oodles of cash.. because apparently that's how fun happens
6. Riiiight now! wah
7. A beautiful boday and well planned ensembles
I'm so filled with guilt it's ridiculous.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

The man with a knife

is not your friend.
He will stab holes in your kitchen table, and scream about his ex-girlfriend

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Psycho Machine

And this is where I
Freak. OUt.

Char Bio

*Fake Name: Coupon
Hair: Black
Eyes: Dark Brown
Ethnicity: Desert Jew
Style: Clean
Practice: Psychology and Theatre, Works with ice creamm
Personality: A friendly and cute little nerdboy. Cheeky and sneaky

The first time I met this kid I was getting tipsy during my first few months of recruitment. He gave me a coupon for free ice cream. We got coffee a week later. I'm very pleased with this person at the moment. After I finally voiced a hurt he did me, we've been getting along so nice.

But I'm still a suspicious bitchh

Char Bio:

*Fake Name: Laundry (related to meeting place)
Hair: Dark Brown, short
Eyes: Dark Brown
Ethnicity: White jew
Style: Hipster meets mod
Practice: Valet and studies media
Personality: Intense, judgemental, deep and musical.

This man is a freaking struggle. I miss the music and insight provided by thee.
When I keep trying to force the rose tinted glasses on, that person continues to suck and enforce self-loathing.

But now I have been surprised by someone old and new.

Coupon: 1 Laundry: 0

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Dear Sarah,

Don't drink too much.
Avoid dicks and their cocks.
Do school.

Sincerely,
Potential

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

too sexy for milan, new york and japan, ouch

I can't wait to live here.
So much more beauty and flair going on.
I wish it were September and I was gettin my
O-week onn

Monday, August 1, 2011

More about My Londontown Excursion

My parents will not let me drive on the 401/403/407
By myself.
OHMAHGADD.
The highways is the easiest thing in the world. Especially when driving to London. It 's not like going to some abstract Toronto district. So they won't let me go on my journey alone.

I have two options:
1. My dad comes with me tonight (preferred leaving time) and then sleeps in the van because I live with a bunch of ladies.
2. I wait til tomorrow for my mom to follow me to London.

This is so wasteful and unecessary just because they can't learn to trust me.

Friggin!
Downtown Peterborough is more difficult than the freaking highway and I do that all the time.
BLEH.

bubz!!


For $1.50 scented bubble delights can be yours as well!
Economy Fair & Rexall
Mint Chocolate <3

L2

It shouldn't be such a big debate in my head whether to tell someone about a cool band.
Dumb crazy ladies.

Listen to The Flobots, folks.

A sofa chair and vanilla tea

Hurray! I see Lynne tomorrow.
I love this woman so much.
She is so empowered and wise.
Deffs worth the hundo.

The lady's my psychotherapist. And holy crap is she the best.
After countless counsellor fails. Omg. It's almost our anniversary!
Tuesday at 5!

To Chris

Damn. It does say return on my enter button.

However! It still says enter in smaller script. Therefore, still enter key!

Your playbook must've poisoned my blackberry. It's not turning on, and I'm darn sure it didn't run out of juice.

And yet the charger is healing it.

Almost gave on you, Curvey.