Last night was absolutely fucking incredible; Pink was actually surprisingly really good, and Justin Timberlake was unreal. There's not much I can say other than his dance skills are absolutely immaculate, his choreographed dances and his dancers were definitely the best of the best, and his overall show and everything that came with it was top of ( Read more... )

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I know I can speak for a lot of people when I say that:
( All psycho bitches should get dead. )

This week has been pretty awesome. On Tuesday, Kevin and I went to Clint's place and then the 3 of us headed back to Mississauga to meet with Gogo and her cousin + friends to watch Meet The Fockers. I was getting a serious case of ADD during that movie and got bored super fast and so I am unsure if I liked the movie or not. It was definitely way ( Read more... )

Boxing day shopping is always fucking neat. Kevin and I went downtown and looked for rad stuff like it was going out of style. We were supposed to leave super early, but he woke up later than expected so we took an 11:44am train to union. When we were waiting, we went to the Go Mart across the street where Kevin bought socks for $1.69 since he wore ( Read more... )

Christmas was never my holiday. I never believed in Santa Claus, I never liked the immense amount of shopping, I never liked putting up my Christmas tree, and I definitely never liked everyone coming over on Christmas Eve and opening gifts just to be disappointed with people and/or be caught in drama. However, this year was different. Once again, I ( Read more... )

The following is what I want for niggermas. I will probably get nothing on this list considering a lot of this junk has been on this "list" for many years now, but I'll keep trying I suppose.

( You are the reoccurring kind... )

I have lost my ability to deal with people as well as situations. It is like I have forgotten how to defend myself verbally and/or express anything that I am thinking/feeling. Boys have walked all over me and have completely broken my spirit - especially lately. I don't even want to skate anymore and each time I look at my bruises I remember where ( Read more... )

I have got a lot to say and I don't know how to say any of it. I want to speak the words, but I forget them and I am also scared that if I do say them, they won't come out as perfect as I want them to or I won't get the response that I would have hoped for. The only thing I know is that I have never been so scared, yet so for sure on something in ( Read more... )

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