Seeing War of the Worlds tonight was not a good choice! Going to the drag show last night: another weekly positive choice aside from weird guy beside me.
Having to read book after book about reason/madness is depressing. I've listened to two Elliot Smith CDs several times and I'm still alive. Oh well, Sylvia Plath and Emily Dickinson are next. They' ( Read more... )

I love Remembrance Day. Although it commonly symbolizes seriousness, it holds good memories with me. It was a day I didn't have to go to school or work. It feels better to sleep in and know you're not skipping class even though I do like that naughty feeling from time to time/all the time.

I cannot wait for Memoirs of a Geisha to come out.
Hmm. I ( Read more... )

I'm back from Kamloops. I didn't tell people I was going because it was a surprise for Heather. Anyway, I'm back and that entails more than one might expect.

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I can't believe it's almost the end of October. This is what happens when you work two jobs and go to school fulltime. It's time to stop juggling so many balls. Last week, my mom told me last minute that I needed to live in Langley while she was in Halifax on business. I love being an unpaid babysitter. I felt like a single parent that has two jobs ( Read more... )

If you'd like to have thanksgiving dinner this year, you are (most likely) invited to my place. It was Nathaniel's idea. Blah blah dinner Sunday night, starts at 7. I'll be there when I get off work, 6ish. Call my cell phone if you're interested. Also, you should bring something to share in the spirit of....urgh. Cranberry sauce is my territory, so ( Read more... )

How are you? I'm fine.

How is school? School is unexpected. I'm surrounded by rich Americans. I get to see Andrea every time I eat lunch. She is not rich or American. I am in Arts One, phil 220 symbolic logic, and comp sci 101 Computers: Hello, Retards. School has been amusing though, as odd things happen to me. I take school fairly seriously. Who ( Read more... )

The other night, I went to a party on Davie street. One room apartment. 12 heterosexual Mexican men's home. Fresh from mexico. More than half don't speak English. Most disgusting washroom ever. 12 deoderants, but not 12 tooth brushes! Two matresses, one couch, lots of floor. While I peed, someone was in the shower. So much drinking. I smoke smoke ( Read more... )

I am home.
Coming home from camp, life has changed. I'm in my own skin. It was so good to come home to phone messages and emails. It makes the next two weeks so much easier. Also, the day I got home, someone called my house and told me they had a $500 scholarship for me, a month of rent. Also, I found out I work 38 hours this week. I need it. ( Read more... )

so your crush is in love with your understudy? fucking understudies. they think that just because you break your leg, they are the new juliet
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This is how I answer my cell phone for the next couple of days when I don't recognized a phone number: Surrey Quizznos, Michael speaking. Anything for bee dub! I give the best fake references. I'm thinking ( Read more... )

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