So, like, this course I'm taking right now is gonna make me a rich writer for tv. I'm gonna live in LA and be rich all the time ( Read more... )

Ugh! I need a new ringtone because my current one, which I thought was going to be terribly cheeky at the time, is actually mega-lame, so my phone is always on vibrate. WHO'D'A THUNK THE BATMAN THEME WASN'T GONNA BE HELLA COOL?! Not me, that's for sure ( Read more... )

I can still remember my first day of school. Well, truth be told it was my first day of grade one, but aside from going home at lunchtime to eat Mr Noodles (which my mom referred to as "Chinese soup") and watch Spider Man, I don't remember Kindergarten. It was raining but I was well-protected from the elements as I had donned a yellow K-Way before ( Read more... )

Well, it was a fairly uneventful Friday, but I guess that's okay. I slept until about 4:30, made it into Canadian Tire by 5, came home, thought about using the computer. Didn't. Thought about watching tv. Didn't. Went to my room, it was really messy. Thought about cleaning it. Didn't. Then I went for a walk to the park ( Read more... )

I found some cheese by my computer. The monitor had warmed it to the point of being mouldable but not meltable. After carefully wiping away the sheen of sweat that had broken out on its slick flesh, I ate it ( Read more... )

i hate this journal so much.

Am I not to old for this shit ( Read more... )

I have one essay left before I'm "done" Queen's. I really don't want to write it. It's about stupid stuff that I don't care about ( Read more... )

I figure it's been long enough, I can throw in another entry ( Read more... )

Van Gogh gave his ear to a prostitute as a token of love ( Read more... )