Yeah...read it, bitch.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
So I finally turned 19 yesterday...it was a good time. I couldn't tell you how many shots I consumed last night...here's me doing my Birthday shot.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
dan says:
you know, like how you canadians ride your other bears
brit says:
other bears?
dan says:
yeah, you guys ride bears, right
brit says:
well..yeah, just polar bears though.
brit says:
we don't ride brown or black bears...far too dangerous.
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Published by boondocker: 7:51 PM
Updated On: 11/27/2007 at 9:53 PM
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Sunday, November 25, 2007
Well, the snow is beginning to show up. And I'm working 7 days a week, trying to save up enough money to buy myself a sled this year. The 'family sleds' just aren't cutting it these days. Unlike a lot of people on this site, Daddy doesn't buy me my own sleds, or bikes, or quads, or vehicles. Oh, how nice it would be to be a spoiled little brat...
...seriously, it would be.
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Published by boondocker: 12:09 AM
Updated On: 11/25/2007 at 2:13 AM
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Just wanted to let you all know that I'm leaving as of Saturday, April 28th for Candle Lake...where I probably won't have internet. Hope you all have an awesome summer!
Well, I just found out today that I got a job up North at Candle Lake and I start in exactly two weeks! So yeah, I'll be gone for 4 months (with no internet). I'm so glad I don't have to be here for the summer!! Peace out :-)
-sebe-
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Published by boondocker: 2:54 AM
Updated On: 4/13/2007 at 2:54 AM
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Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Often I wonder...do some of the girls on this website have a life OUTSIDE of taking pictures of themselves in the bathroom? Oh my god, you own eyeliner and a thong, someone give this girl the Nobel f*cking Prize!
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Published by boondocker: 2:13 AM
Updated On: 11/27/2007 at 9:32 PM
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Thursday, February 01, 2007
Well, I tried writing all this into my personal info today, just to realize that they only allow you 1000 characters...absolute bullshi*t considering people can put tons of gay little gifs on their page that make it neverending while scrolling down. Anyways, here's what I wrote..if you're interested.
- Things I Love -
-Snowboarding, Wakeboarding, and watching people Skate (because I'm more likely to crack my skull open on the pavement than to do an ollie...sad, I know)
-Sledding kicks ass, but surprisingly, is not my favourite thing to do. (Although Slednecks are badass)
-I LOVE Quading. I've had the best times of my life quading. I mean, how could you NOT love being up north at a beautiful lake on a hot summer day, and having tons of mud to play in
-Dirtbiking is the best thing to have ever happened to this world. And Motocross...wow. My favourite weekend all year is when the Motocross Nationals are here at Moto Valley...great times.
-Photography and Filming. I have a lot of my photos in my gallery, so take a look at em.
-Music means a lot to me. I can listen to almost any kind of music, but I really love older rock and country.
Some of my favourite bands are: Nirvana, Zeppelin, HIM, Incubus, Audioslave, Pink Floyd, Deftones, CKY, Fuel, Nine Inch Nails, and Tom Petty.
As for country, I love: The Corb Lund Band, Big N Rich, Carrie Underwood, Miranda Lambert, Keith Urban, Dierks Bentley, Great Big Sea, and tons of others. I honestly like anything country.
-Bowling
-Pool
-Movies
-Clothes (I absolutely loathe shopping, but I love clothes. Doesn't make sense, I know.)
-Mountain Biking
-Going for drives in the summer, smoking, and listening to music (it's therapeutic, I swear)
- Things I Hate -
-Sluts (yep, end your lives)
-Shopping
-Pop music
-People who think they're badass because they've been in jail for B&E's and auto theft. Yeah, you're real badass with that grade 6 education aren't ya?
-Being interrupted
-People on this site who are like "L0Lz Im SO0 SexXxI!!" and "U kan toucH bUt U KaNt HaV!1!~! HeHeZz". Seriously, you're ugly and no one likes you...time to face reality
-School
-Cellphones
-Emo kids (sorry...you're annoying)
-Metalheads who think they're part of some superior race because they listen to music about politics and how the world isn't fair. You guys are pretty much Emo kids with a lot of anger.
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Published by boondocker: 2:54 PM
Updated On: 2/9/2007 at 10:02 PM
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Tuesday, November 28, 2006
My Badass Rav 4
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Published by boondocker: 2:24 PM
Updated On: 12/21/2006 at 6:44 PM
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Friday, November 24, 2006
This is for all you dumbass cali girls on this site who try way too hard.
I ain't never had a problem with California,
There's a lot of good women, Sacramento to Corona.
But them Hollywood types, after a while wear on ya.
Strutin' around in their size zeros,
Skinny little girls no meat on thier bones,
Never even heard of George Jones.
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls,
Ain't you glad there's still a few of us left, who know how to rock your world.
Ain't afraid to eat fried chicken and dirty dance to Merle.
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls.
There ain't nothing wrong with plastic surgery,
Well, Dolly Parton never looked so good to me.
Everybody oughta be exactly who they want to be.
But that Paris Hilton gets under my skin.
With her big fake smile and her painted on skin,
Never had a chance at a real man.
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls,
Ain't you glad there's still a few of us left, who know how to rock your world.
Ain't afraid to eat fried chicken and dirty dance to Merle.
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls.
What's up eh? Well, last weekend (July 8th and 9th) I went to Round 5 of the Canadian Motocross Nationals at my home town's track, Moto Valley. I brought the only friend who shares a passion for motocross with me, Carly. So we got there f-in' early on Saturday and watched ALL the practices haha. Yes, I know we're dedicated..and proud of it. Then, around 11a.m, we were stopped by this guy who asked us to be Trophy Girls. We were definitely down for it. So Sunday rolls around and we get there at 10a.m. sharp since we had to meet some guys who were going to tell us what to do. We walked to where we were supposed to meet, and they immediately start giving us all this free stuff. C.d.'s, stickers, autographed posters, shirts...it was sweet. Then they gave us these huge Royal Distributing shirts and told us to cut them up until they were "revealing". So we did that, and I think in the end, they turned out alright. I'll post a picture of us wearing them and standing with the sexy Dusty Klatt...yea baby. After that, we were pretty much treated like V.I.P. I felt like such a moto-slut haha. Between races we walked by all the tents, checking out everyone's bikes and whatnot. Well, once people knew we were trophy girls, things changed. One of the Suzuki riders hit on us for literally 10 minutes, and gave us Suzuki hats haha. He was hot..I enjoyed myself. Then some guy working with Kawasaki asked us to take a picture with his son (who motocrossed), and the kid wanted us to sign his jersey HAHA. The whole time I was thinking, "kid..we're nobody's, you're going to regret this". And then the Kawasaki guy was asking me about riding and I told him that next year if I do have enough money to ride, I'm going to be a privateer. And he was like, "ohh no, we'll hook you up and Kawasaki can sponsor you." I was like...sweet, too bad I hate Kawasakis because they're jap-crap. Then, for the FINAL race of the day, I got to go into the pits and take close ups of a bunch of the riders, and then I went on the track for the entire race and got some sick shots. The only downside of it is that all I have right now is a 55mm lens. Anyway, this is getting lengthy so I'll start talking about the end of the day. Carly and I left the guy who we worked with, Mark, our email addresses and phone numbers because they said they were going to hook us up with a bunch of Joe Boxer stuff. And they're sending us a dvd of the broadcast of us on stage (apparently it's going to be aired on 35 channels worldwide). After that, Mark took us around to meet a bunch of the racers. We met Roy, and Klatt (if you couldn't tell, I'm OBSESSED with him), and Mesley..which was Mark's racer. They were all sweet, especially Roy haha...he's awesome. Mesley invited me back to his hotel room hahaha. Then we left, and Mark called me a few hours later inviting us out for supper with a bunch of the mxers. Well, we went..and couldn't find the f*cking place because the East End of our city is f*cked up. I was so angry. Then Mark called me back later and I told him what happened, but by then they were heading to the bar, so we didn't bother driving across town again. But yeah, that was my amazing weekend. We started out as the only girls there who actually came to just watch motocross, and left as Trophy Girls haha. I never thought thats how it would turn out, but it was awesome. Anyways, I'll post pictures...check them out. Peace.
Me, Dusty, and Carly (July 9th)
It pisses me off beyond belief when girls on this site act like f*cking douche bags. By this, I mean taking 384902834 pictures of themselves and posting it on their profile. Most of these pictures are of them being dumb sluts, with their tits hanging out of their shirts, and their bare ass....which by the way is not attractive whatsoever. However, what bugs me the MOST, is the f*cking captions. They're always like "SEXY me!", "LOLZ U KEN TOUCH BUT U KANT HAV!!!<3<3", "I M SO cUtE RITEEE?!" Like end your life you dumb whores. I would give anything just to kick the f*ck out of you Paris Hilton wannabes. Yeah, maybe you have guys saying they want in your pants and think you're 'sexy', but what else do you really have to offer men? Your great egotistical personality? Doubtful, bitches. They've already seen everything on your body so getting you naked wouldn't be that exciting. Where the hell do these girls even come from? Do they grow up watching the Playboy channel? Well, I could go on forever about this, but anyone with over 10 brain cells would agree. Therefore, I'm going to wrap this up. Stay classy.
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Published by boondocker: 11:13 PM
Updated On: 5/2/2006 at 11:14 PM
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Wednesday, March 15, 2006
NEVER cheat on girls like me. Great song.
Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp,
and she's probably getting frisky...
right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she can't shoot whiskey...
Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick, showing her how to shoot a combo...
And he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat...
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
Right now, she's probably up singing some
white-trash version of Shania karaoke..
Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk"
and he's a thinking that he's gonna get lucky,
Right now, he's probably dabbing on 3 dollars worth of that bathroom cologne...
And he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat,
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
I mighta saved a little trouble for the next girl,
Cause the next time that he cheats...
Oh, you know it won't be on me!
Hey dudes. Yeah, so I added a bunch of new pictures if you are interested in wasting 30 minutes of your life looking at photos of me drunk. I wish that I could show you some video clips, they are hilarious. But yeah, if you want to see those, add me on msn. Anyways, I also put a bunch of poems that I wrote on this website. Be sure to read my Tribute To Beer muahaha. The other ones are sappy and gay but feel free to rate them poorly as well haha. Anyways, that is my bit for the day. Party hard, Ride often, and Drink till you drop. Peace.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
My parents peaced out for 2 weeks to Saskatoon. That means two weekends of partying at my house, yesss. They left yesterday and today I only went to one class haha...already I find myself slacking off. Oh well, school is so bunk...and I only have 3 classes haha. Well, I'm incredibly bored right now because everyone is still in class...sigh, I am lonely. Anyways, I am incredibly angry that I haven't gone snowboarding yet this year, it is quite unfortunate. I work every f-ing weekend and I never have enough time to head out to the hill for the day. Unlike my friend Amanda, who has already gone on two f*cking trips. I am jealous. At least I got to go on a wicked sledding trip though, Muahaha. Well, I'm going to go now...I'm sorry if you actually took the time to read this, it was rather pointless. Peace.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Haha, the song Boondocks by Little Big Town came out right after I made my screen name and it really relates to me. (What a surprise.) Here are the lyrics.
-Brit-
Boondocks
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
And I can feel
That muddy water running through my veins
And I can hear that lullaby of a midnight train
It sings to me and it sounds familiar
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
And I can taste
That honeysuckle and it's still so sweet
When it grows wild
On the banks down at old camp creek
Yeah, and it calls to me like a warm wind blowing
I feel no shame
I'm proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
It's where I learned about living
It's where I learned about love
It's where I learned about working hard
And having a little was just enough
It's where I learned about Jesus
And knowing where I stand
You can take it or leave it, this is me
This is who I am
Give me a tin roof
A front porch and a gravel road
And that's home to me
It feels like home to me
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the crawfish hole
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning
You get a line, I'll get a pole
We'll go fishing in the crawfish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning
Say a little prayer for me
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