not so fun, i will admit ( Read more... )

i feel sad today. (in keeping with the rest of my journal, i suppose... according to jill at least) i'm sore, and tired and whiny... all bad. and tomorrow i get to get up super early to play rugby all day and probably come home broken and defeated. woohoo ( Read more... )

troy = good
orlando bloom = hot, but funny kisser and speaker
brad pitt = nice bum, not much more
girl bawling her eyes out sitting behind me = absoutely pathetic and deserving of a punch in the face

you don't hire seasonally, eh? thought i was in grade 11? learn how to read your own application form then! bargh. needless to say i have no job. but my journey to longos wasn't all in vain. on the walk the walk home i experienced 1 honk, 1 whistle, bryan dickie, and one creepy nu metal guy singin "yeah" by usher to me. interesting, i tell you ( Read more... )

i hate richard.

yet another sucky day to start off a sucky week ( Read more... )

what else can i say? just blah.
listening to my dad's cool music though, haha. oh...

i scored in rugby today! yay me! and i got one of three kicks...not so yay, but still. we really needed this win to boost morale. so now its boosted and we have 3 games next week! rugby everyday.... woohoo... i'm also sunburnt, which sucks, but i'll consider it a battle scar along with my ugly, ugly boob bruise ( Read more... )

the only consolation is that i'm now able to shave my legs/they have been ceremoniously shaven. even though they're hot, i'm still sad.
dammit.

so, is posting poetry here a faux-pas or anything? mine isn't very good, but i need somewhere to put it other than on loose sheets of paper lying around my house. i figure most people who frequent my journal know what goes down in my life anyways, so it wouldn't be that different. if anything, i'm sure it would make you laugh. so yea.. just a ( Read more... )