| going to give this another chance |
[Jul. 16th, 2008|12:58 pm] |
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i've not been feeling like my usual self as of late. it's really getting at me. i think most stems from the job i'm working, where honestly, i would rather be doing anything else. i told that to my mom last night and her reply was that i can't quit until i find something else. the real irony here is that i work so much i hardly have time to look for anything else. on top of that, when i don't work i want to do nothing. and i have excelled in doing so. i sit at home, not even outside, and read. i'm in a definite funk and i need to get out of it. i hate writing and talking about being unhappy (because i'm not truly unhappy, everything other than my job is decent) i'm just not up to my usual bone standards. |
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| just another manic monday. |
[Nov. 29th, 2005|03:50 pm] |
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| [ | music |
| | fiona apple. | ] |
just random stuff.
-yesterday i had class 5-7pm & 7-10pm, but during 7-9pm i decided to skip class and head to the computer commons and kill the essay i had due today at 10am. first of all, what was i even thinking? how could i possibly get anything done in that fishbowl when all i really want to do is people watch and check out all the lameoids that raid brock. anyway, as i slowly begin to focus, dude beside me (french-canadian/40+) starts talking to me and asking me how to work the headset he has on. perplexed, i asked him if he had the volume on, which of course was coincidentally on mute. so he starts telling me how awesome technology is and that he can check his the contents of his home computer threw the school's internet. i clearly look super busy and totally disinterested in what he's saying, but dude just won't stop. oh! you want to know what he needed the headset for? he was watching the election thing LIVE on the computer. like, totally cool right? after what seemed like forever he finally left and i tended to my work finishing my introduction before another interruption arose.
-which brings me to weirdo #2. he was a few seats down, but he kept shuffling and looking everywhere. i forsure thought he had a.d.d. and was about to move to the upper floor when he turns to me and says "i think i know you from somewhere". i've actually never seen this dude anywhere ever. but still he persists and asks if i go to stella's. he then starts guessing my nationality (gets it on the first guess, but continues to yell out various other ethnicities -spanish, greek, portuguese). after i tell him he got it right on the first guess he asks me if i am fluent in italian. of course i lie, and admit that, yes, i am fluent and that i took italian here at brock and aced the shit out of it. okay, so you think he might be like yo, okay she has papers everywhere and is making the minimalist of conversation with me, maybe i will stop talking to her. right? NO. he starts talking to me in broken italian, calling me a 'molto bellisimo ragazza'. DUDE!!!!!! after 10 minutes, i decided that yes, i've had enough and pack up my things and get the shit out of there. i decide to acknowlegde our brief conversation (if you can call it that) and say bye. he stood up and starting rambling in italian again, calling me beautiful, nice, pretty, smart - i'm pretty sure he was just using any adjective that came to his crazy head.
+one cute outcome of this night came from a girl who i usually drive home after class. she gave me a card and said she wasn't going to be in class tonight. i was pretty bummed because she's good company and really smart. i opened the card later in class and realized that she gave me $10 in tim hortons money!!! sweetest gift ever from a school friend. <3 so thanks cait!
-i ended up staying up until 3:30am without editing or finishing my paper. so i woke up at 6:30am to write the shittiest conclusion ever and briefly go over the paper, making up a few references as i go along. you know, doing what i gotta do. printing it off at 9am, drive to school for 10am and kicked the shit out of the seminar dealing with homeless, homie.
ps. >> Therefore, it is the law’s duty to consider women’s individuality in order not to discriminate against anyone and in order to let justice prevail.
WORST CONCLUDING SENTENCE IN THE HISTORY OF PAPERS EVER x 10000000000000!
okay, i've once again wasted enough time on the internet. homework party tonight! |
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| anything but homework. |
[Nov. 28th, 2005|12:45 pm] |
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| |  kooked. | ] |
As I was driving home from volunteering, I saw a garabage man wearing dress pants and a nice sweater.
New dress code? |
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| these boots are made for... showing off? |
[Nov. 8th, 2005|11:53 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
i got a few pairs of boots for the upcoming winter season. my question to all: should i wear the boots OVER my pants or UNDERNEATH them?
OVER
+allows me to show off my cool boots (jahhh!)
-although, i feel a bit pretentious when i wear them over top of my pants, however as point 1 mentioned, i think they are really cool and actually want people to see them
-i know it's a pet peeve to a lot of people (not that, i actually care or anything)
UNDER
-the shape of the boot kind of looks weird without seeing the boot in its entirety
+boots remained clean and not be ruined from weather and salt
that being said, whatchya'll think? pretty sure i will take turns and sometimes wear them a la outside and sometimes a la inside - but opinions are fun. discuss. |
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| much like a one night stand. |
[Oct. 1st, 2005|09:38 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  high | ] |
drove through grimsby with tamara.
saw some punk kids hitch-hiking.
thought it would be funny to pick them up.
drove by a few times to assess the situation.
decided it WOULD be a good idear to pick them up.
pulled over, asked them where they were heading.
turns out they only needed to go to jones road.
here's where karma kicks in. punk gives us a huge nug of weed as him and his friend catch the bus.
sweet deal huh? |
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| shyness ........... |
[Sep. 30th, 2005|08:20 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | casual. | ] |
| [ | music |
| | smiths -ask me! | ] |
dude. dudddddddddddde.
ask me ask me ask me!
i spoke in my classes like mega today and it was awesome.
i was all like yo, capitalism this. and division of class that.
then then then, i went to media industries and kicked the door down with my enthusiasim for the industry. i was all like yo, i work at hmv and i love music.
sometimes i get giddy like a little kid. and when i was driving to school this week i've been sooo happy. not OVER-thinking...just thinking. and it's rad.
i have the entire weekend off and it rules.
i love not going straight from work to school because it drains me. so now i have the weekend to be like, yo i'm a cool girl.
ask me! ask me! ask me! |
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| cute. |
[Sep. 24th, 2005|09:20 am] |
as i was driving home, i saw a dead squirrel in the middle of the road.
i thought to myself, "oh nuts!"
hehehe. |
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| interests are cliche... |
[Sep. 23rd, 2005|08:48 pm] |
...that is why i only have five. enjoy!
LJ Interests meme results
- dave grohl:
my all time lover. - manners:
honestly, i think it's a very hot trait to have. very few people actually have manners anymore, so i swoon for the well-mannered. - music:
i can appreciate every kind of music (i'm not even one of them 'i-like-everything-BUT-country' bitches, i like it all). like lauryn hill says "everything is everything". - weed:
i've been called a pot-head (indirectly) a few times this week. to them i say, "fuck you". it's not like i don't do anything with my life. i just enjoy the green...fucken sue me. - wit:
what a wonderful world it would be if you had someone to spar with you wit for wit. i think that intensifies my attraction to the opposite sex times 4 billion. know how to play the game. - :
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Enter your LJ user name, and 10 interests will be selected from your interest list.
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| COS I'M ON FIRE WHEN YOU COME. |
[Sep. 3rd, 2005|07:50 pm] |
when my manager isn't working, i actually have the best shifts at work. i laugh the whole time and my side usually hurts a lot.
let's talk about hess baby. as high as we were, we went to hess. prehess was fun. and high. and tamara bought her awesome skull pipe from fortinos (haha, voice memo), and christine said pot was like 50 cents and super amazing. holllahhhh! i loved megan's tacky cackle laugh. yous all are crazy.
SNUB ME OUT. |
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| lovin' life. |
[Jul. 28th, 2005|09:16 pm] |
MAN!
torrential downpours rule when you're holding down a tent with friendships and joints and beers. |
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| it's times like these i wish i had a tv watching partner. |
[Jun. 20th, 2005|10:30 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | content | ] |
| [ | music |
| | pussypussymarijuana. | ] |
i woke up this morning, sensing i was going to have one of those charlie horse muscle spasms in my left leg. so i started to think of it NOT happening, and just sort of staying still and pleading (to who? i don't know) that it would stop and WHAM, it stopped. and i was so happy because those things actually ruin my life. my mom says it's from lack of calcium, so i went downstairs and downed as much milk as i could.
secondly, before i went to bed i was reading this vampire book. it's actually really, really scary. so scary infact, that i had a nightmare about it. it was when i was first starting to fall asleep. and i dreamt that i was driving and i missed the road i was supposed to turn on, but there was this short cut through the woods. i remember thinking "oh i'm in a car, nothing bad can/will happen." so as i turn into this forest shortcut, it gets super dark, i hear noises, and i can't reach my steering wheel. so i start screaming "moooooooom! moooooooom! help me! heeeeeeeeelp!" and then i woke up. i was pissed my mom didn't come running in my room to see what was the matter, but then i realized that i was just screaming in my dream. i yelled out "moooommmy" afterwords but to no avail. i think it's because i pissed her off so badly yesterday.
this saturday is my birthday. i don't have any plans, all i really want to do is just be drunk/high all day and not give a fuck. that's what birthdays are for, right? i like to keep things simple anyway, no frills. |
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| a lot a little bit |
[Jun. 15th, 2005|01:54 pm] |
went to tim hortons this morning and while i was in the lady's room, i casually glance under the stall beside me and a woman was facing the other way on the toilet seat (picture this: straddling the seat). i hear all this crazy sniffing and moaning, but continue to pee. oh, about three seconds later the sniffing stops and she yells "oh fuck! i'm bleeding everywhere! fuck!". that's when i washed my hands as quick as possible and got the fuck outta there.
talk about sketchy. by the end of it, the coffees didn't even taste that good. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 13th, 2005|11:57 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | happyiest ever happy happy | ] |
i love:
-my friends.
-friendship.
-adventures.
-calls from work.
-messages that are adorable.
-comments that post 3 times (because of how awesome they are, probably).
-being clumsy.
-lurking dundurn.
-knowing the signal for ass fucking.
-my pillows, my bed, and falling into them late at night.
-new foo fighters album.
i wish all my friends didn't have jobs and we could go out and party all day and night and have enough money to do that and go to school and live life without worrying about what time we start work. i mean, picture all you guys (i'm not gunna name names, because some might be mad to not be in my friendship fantasy) just drinking by a POOL or lazy river, or dancing, or doing whatever, but being loud, annoying, awesome, crazy, boisterous, nutso, AND very pretty. man, i'm just so happy. maybe everyone can come together for my birthday bash. place, yet to be determined. let's fucken goooo! |
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| i've got another confession to make. |
[Jun. 12th, 2005|06:37 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  energetic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | david bowie - rebel rebel | ] |
NEW FOO FIGHTERS COMES OUT THIS TUESDAY (JUNE 14TH). IT'S SO AWESOME, EVERYTHING SOUNDS AMAZING, ACOUSTIC HALF MAKES ME WANNA CRY AND LOVE DAVE OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
probably the perk of working at a music store is getting to see, hear, touch and smell all the new releases.
in other news, i finally found myself some weed.
friday was a fun night. anna and i looked all cute in skirts and dresses. well, she did. i looked like a nona. anyway, i got wasted, yada yada. jamie visited with ashley and it was like my house part 2. anna drank wine straight from the bottle and didn't cheers us prior to.
anyway, i'm super stealth and i say/type man a lot. you're all man, man, man. ohhhh bone. late night parties, working early sucks mega. i really don't know how i do it.
HOT TRAMP I LOVE YOU SOOO! |
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| kick the bucket. |
[Jun. 6th, 2005|10:38 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | happy | ] |
reminiscing about the past with your friends is amazing. saturday night (dance i like the way you move) was awesome. my friendships came through hard and we all talked and talked and talked about how we all met. i'm glad lyn remembers in detail the drunken stupor of a girl walking out of the bathroom, sits on her lap and asks her to do up my fly. i'm so fly.
don't worry ladies, i ain't going anywhere.
i had a better than average weekend, that's forsure. but i'd rather not name drop my life away. name drop or activity drop (well, maybe a little activity dropping such as drinking a 40 and smoking weed).
WHICH leads me to a story - we smoked weed at 4:20AM, which was completely ridiculous. & watched cheech & chong. blowing my mind, 10 fold. like the highway hot box. amazing dudes.
so now i wait for breakfast? my mom waited up for me last night. i was ultra bummed, thinking, how old does she think i am? then she followed me into my room where she proceeded to tell me to get a job (because clearly, i don't already) with normal 9-5 hours. maria bone is such a ball buster. friends, you totally called that. anyway, i just sorta laughed at her and jumped into bed where i had such a good sleep. |
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| stop existing, start living |
[Jun. 3rd, 2005|10:41 pm] |
i need to learn how to prioritize. like, getting up and immediately going onto the computer BEFORE a face wash, a pee and coffee is completely and utterly unnecessary.
also, while i was driving to school today (with my carpool - go environment!) i think that i need to start taking school a tad more seriously (only a tad though, nothing more). but if maybe i would skip out on one party night, refuse a hit in joint rotation i would be more studious. my 70's would morph into 80's and my life would be... well, mundane. AND I HATE THAT, so it will never happen.
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