I feel like such a big loser. For the past two night, my friends and I have been going around Whitby, Ajax, and Deer Creek stealing big x-mas decorations from people's houses and re-decorating random people's homes. Can you tell we have nothing else to do?? I feel like such a small towner, and this morning, I woke up and decided that if I do it ( Read more... )

Christmas break started yesterday, and even though I spent all the money I have for the next two weeks, I'm still doing fine ( Read more... )

I have a family that loves me. I have goals in life. I have enough money to live a decent life. I have enough ( Read more... )

I had my christmas reconciliation today. It gave me the opportunity to just offer my sins to God and let them go. I did, not all of them, but the ones that are plaguing me particularly right now. I told the preist that I felt bad about being so unforgiving to my friends. Lately I haven't been talking to Irena because I am so very angry at her ( Read more... )

On Friday, one of the best teachers and one of the best people I have ever known is leaving. She has a brain tumour and she is leaving our school for 6 months to have it removed and regain her health. She will be dearly missed, especially by me ( Read more... )

Try to detach ( Read more... )

I'm excited. I'm leaving for my cousin's in an hour or so and it is going to be sweet. We always have so much fun together, no matter what we're doing. We raise hell, and it is awesome. I definitely feel sorry for people who aren't tight with their families or who don't have big families, because my cousins, all of them, are so very important to me ( Read more... )

Well, I'm sitting here, with nothing to do but freak out because I have a big test tomorrow in my Kinesiology class... where are the notes that I need to study? They are non-existent. I was away for one freaking day and thats what he decided to make our test on. This is for sure my fault, I'm not saying it isn't... he gave us plenty of notice and I ( Read more... )

Stop. Breathe. Think.
What's with this? What am I supposed to say? What am I supposed to do? How do I deal?
Stop. Stop. Stop.
Hold. Keep. Repress.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
RELEASE

The RANCID name of my shitty essay that I handed in today. Oh God.... I had a 93 in English until last week. My Mrs. Slater said it was her highest mark of all her classes, but then I had to fuck myself over by doing some analysis questions pretty half-assedly and it turns out they were worth a fair bit, then I got 79% on the final Hamlet test, and ( Read more... )