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My Journal: Tuesday, May 08, 2007
watching maury, and the theme is "my 14 year old daughter is a sexually active alcoholic... help me maury!"
My Journal: Tuesday, May 08, 2007
we sat on queen west at 3:30 am and talked to a rasta named damien. he gave us wise words on common perceptions of white girls and also explained why black girls always seem so angry. he says its because "most o dem be loose and got a baby daddy who dun treat dem bad and it make dem angry wit da wurld". whats more ignorant, generalizing black females and asking him why they are so angry all the time, or his response in which he actually justifies our racist question with an answer and even goes so far as to put them down?! i guess id say it was our fault for bringing it up in the first place. aaah whatever. then he asked if he could suck on heathers nipple? i just dont know sometimes....
sondre lerche- sleep on needles coco rosie- tahiti rain song
My Journal: Wednesday, March 07, 2007
why am i still on this website? i apologize to everyone for being on snowboard.com, because i no longer have snowboard pictures and im turning into a big, big um..."poser".
goodbye snowboard.com...forever!
My Journal: Monday, February 12, 2007
anyone want to give me $850? c'mon c'mon c'monnnnn.
My Journal: Wednesday, February 07, 2007
just.... whatever? yeah, just whatever.
My Journal: Sunday, January 21, 2007
whoever said that diamonds are a girls best friend didn't know what they were talking about. diamonds dont do anything for you. umbrellas on the other hand, now there is something that really comes through. or fashionable yet comfortable footwear, that is something i could really do with. in fact there are many things that i would take over diamonds, but maybe that's just me.
My Journal: Sunday, January 14, 2007
school is taking top priority this semester, and that's final!
My Journal: Tuesday, December 12, 2006
happy holidays from lo val and hil.
My Journal: Friday, December 08, 2006
the san juan islands is a unique place. instead of hanging american flags they fly flags of a simple globe, and instead of a north western american town complete with popeyes and starbucks they have only organic bakeries, grocery stores and coffee shops that have carpet on the floors and are usually an extension of someone's home. they wave to each person as they drive by on the street, and no one owns a car made after 1992. there's this guy that lives in the san juan islands on orcus island and his name is brett. when i was down there visiting jordan and alex this summer i met brett, he had his van parked in alex's front yard and was living there for a few weeks with his crazy f*cking hippy girlfriend and their two dogs that looked like wishbone. one night the americans, brett and i sat down around the fire and he told us all these stories about how he usually just disappears to hawaii for months at a time and sleeps in the sand and has the most far out time where no one gives a f*ck. better described he called it an "eire" (pronounced "eye-ree") situation. he told us all about the meaning of eire and how living a simple, spontaneous lifestyle surfing the eire vibe was the path to true and absolute enlightenment. he started to talk about drugs and all the shi*t he's done and he said "hey little lady, have you ever played naked twister with a bottle of oil and some far out physcadelics?"
My Journal: Monday, December 04, 2006
just remembering the time i watched a hooker sing black velvet by alannah myles, and how impressive her singing voice was. i expected her to sound like..well.. a crack whore. shows how much i know.
My Journal: Monday, November 27, 2006
k so i was on the bus today and these two black dudes are chilling in the back. one of them said to the other "well that's some fine booty to your right" and the other said "nah man, i like the caramel. no offense sugar" and i pretended like i didnt hear. so maybe 10 minutes go by, i got up off my seat cause i thought it was my stop, but it wasnt, so i sat back down. then the guy says "see? thats a white girls ass for you, flat as a pancake." i wasnt even really offended cause its true, i dont have a whole lot of junk in the trunk, and i almost take pride in the fact that i dont have cellulite complementing my caboose. i said "are you talking about my ass? i can hear you!!" and then they laughed and i laughed and we all laughed. then before i got off hte bus they said "you alright sugar, you alright. i like your comedic style."
f*ckkkk yes. aside from that not much else is new. i applied to concordia and u of t today, if i get in then another drastic life change could be in order. much needed. vancouver was fun while it lasted but the east is calling me back.
there are some i need to see and others im anxious to abandon.
My Journal: Sunday, November 19, 2006
so yeah snow is falling and everyone has an extra hop in their step. with all this excitement it made me think of my summer in whistler and how spectacular it was. i miss bike rides with steph, dani and sarah and eating fudgicles, and taking 45 minutes to blow up our inflatable rockets at the beach. i miss sitting at moguls with pederson, trina and dani. i miss tuesday nights with caitie and clayton on the dance floor with glass crunching under my flats. i miss caesers at the brass with extra beans. i miss working at cows with steph and ty and getting more stoned than anyone should ever be while working, and steph f*cking up lots of milkshakes and then falling to the ground laughing. i miss arguing with stevon about the artistic ability of slipknot. i miss julie anne saying "KITTENNN!!!". i miss smoking cigs on dani's porch. i miss julie and jenelle making fun of my rod stewart shirt. i miss climbing into max's big truck. i miss being hungover and getting a raspberry mango smoothie to make my head stop spinning. i miss talking to jenelle in the morning about anything and everything. i miss hitch hiking to work everyday. i miss laughing at the big girl from surrey mowing down on her ketchup drenched burger at 1 am. i miss caitie's comfy couches and sharing her bed for two weeks. i miss pissing everyone off at work with my music. i miss walking home the bar with barry and aby. i miss the time we found tegan on a doorstep like a lost kitten at 2am. i miss our jokes about chi? chief? i miss throwing water balloons at business women on cellphones.
so that's what is on my mind right now. um, yeah?
My Journal: Sunday, October 15, 2006
a life of judgement is a life of perpetual unhappiness.
My Journal: Saturday, October 14, 2006
I've gone through 5 jobs in 4 months, i think i may have a problem with authority.
just a thought.
My Journal: Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Gone to Toronto till Monday, thank god.
My Journal: Tuesday, September 26, 2006
At the end of my life, it won't matter who won the Academy Awards or what shampoo I use or the weekly stock market outlook or the speed of the latest microchip or the half price sale on Gucci luggage at Nordstrom's.
Cunningly alluring distractions. Think about education, our livelihood, what we make important. Think about what you give. What you take. What you use. Who you use. How many of us have another person on this earth that loves us? Someone to hold us when we're sick? Someone to celebrate with? Someone who would drop everything and be there in an instant? Someone to be there for?
My Journal: Tuesday, September 12, 2006
My Journal: Thursday, August 10, 2006
FINALLY after a year of hopping around from dingy apartments and cramped living spaces i have found my very own HOME in vancouver. alas ill have a big kitchen, living room, two balconies and my own BIG BEDROOM! dani, jordan and i are moving in september first, so come for a visit please.
My Journal: Monday, July 31, 2006
I've turned off my normal life for a couple days and it feels pretty nice.
My Journal: Saturday, July 29, 2006
- lopez island monday-friday.
- vancouver friday to sunday.
- vacation & relaxation.
- i can't wait to move back to the city.
My Journal: Wednesday, July 26, 2006
My Journal: Sunday, July 09, 2006
Glacier pass for sale. $100, or less.
My Journal: Saturday, July 08, 2006
frosted tips?
My Journal: Friday, June 09, 2006
My Journal: Sunday, May 21, 2006
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