Eeep.

not good not good not good not good

Somebody help me with the freaking out-ness.

Alright, I just switched from the Pill to the Patch (on thursday).  The patch is supposed to stick through anything; shower, swim, sweat, anything.  It's like the pill, but stuck to you.  Same dosage as Alesse, but you change it weekly.

So after my SECOND shower ( Read more... )

So I've been in Victoria the last couple days for my uncle's birthday.  We (my mom & sister & I) don't usually go for birthday things, but I have twice this year; for my Grandpa's 80th and now because Wolfie (my uncle) is sick and we all went to see him (he's had liver cancer for a year or so, and it's just gotten alot worse recently.  Also, he's ( Read more... )

I am not doing drugs again for a looonngggggggg time.

loooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggg.

Ugh.  I haven't had weed in my system for like over 6 months, then I went and ate these cookies yesterday.... ohhh my goodddddd.  It hit me like 2 or 3 hours later.  I started seeing stuff and stuff.  Like things got really fucked up.  I was ( Read more... )

RESOLUTIONS:
-go to the beach this week WITH anti-sunstroke devices: sunblock, hat, umbrelly
-go slap someone if my 49% in spanish isn't bumped to a pass
-finish cleaning room
-get thoroughly prepared for being fucked up all summer, i.e., build a secret supply of rum and coolers, pick up more months of the patch (woohoo, weekly remembering!), build up ( Read more... )

I'm in this situation where I've got this somewhat major issue I need to fix/discuss with someone.

But I doubt they'll listen seriously, and I don't feel right about blabbing on about it here.

Rats.  I wish I was listened to more.  Or at least when it counts.

In good news, I just watched a very beautiful French movie called Rue Des Plaisirs.  It made ( Read more... )

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I am so, so in love with Zach Braff.

My aunt Debbie:  So holly, we're having a kind of a party when you come out to the lake this summer

Me: Oh cool.

Aunty: Yes, so remember to bring your coconuts!

Me: okay... what?

Aunty: Your top!  Oh no no no no

Me: my.. what? Oh. Okay then.

Aunty: Yeah, and Dan (my 20(?) yr old cousin) is bringing a bunch of his friends from Ontario over.  Oh no no no ( Read more... )

I write so much crap on here.

Like seriously, who cares what I've done in a week?

I guess it's my journal to do what I want with.... but I wish I had betters to say.

I make up words like apothecaric and connectory.

COMMERCIAL DRIVE FESTIVAL was mucho sweet.  I got there late.  Lots of singing, dancing folks.  Sometimes I don't love living around here ( Read more... )