i move it.

ugh. i dont feel too well today. i would rather stay home. but i think i get paid this weekend. so i need to buy some things. with the sad money i will probably get. but i got an interview with boston pizza. and i have high hopes. even though i would rather work at a clothing store. oh well. ugh i hate working fridays. we get to paper every fucking where. and i usually dont get off till ten. i wish i could go to new york. i want to go see new york couture. wahh. today is such a blah day for me. it would be nice to sleep. and school starts on the second. bye bye summer oh eight. hello hell.

high as a kite.

"originality died a long time ago, learn to deal with it"

i am leaning to deal with lots.
this is one of them.

slowing down.

i think im trying too hard.

j'ai fâché. (2)

i am so frustrated. donny and brandon are such fucking jerks. i mean, i can see where donny is going, but he could say it nicer. ugh. i swear, anywhere i go im going to be working with jerks, or people who dont do shit. pretty soon i swear, im going to snap. then what are they going to do. i dont really care. i need a better job. i dont want to be running fucking everywhere. why can't i be a receptionist that answers calls and shops online? lol.

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck you buddy.

since i am going to burst at my seams i might as well let you all know. okay. i got my schedule today. ITS FUCKING STUPID. i have like 1 or 2 spares both semesters. my first semester i have THREE cores. THATS IT. I DIDNT EVEN FUCKING GET FASHIONS. FUCK YOU. nor did i get a science. IM NOT GOING TO FUCKING GRADUATE WITH THAT FOR FUCKING CREDITS. are you guys fucking out of your fucking mind. im not too happy. plus on top of that, FUCKING MOLESTER is staying at my house wanting to know everything about me. like how i am doing, what i am eating, "decent", shit like that. i want them to fucking leave. i dont want to work tomorrow. i need a new job. i need to get out. fuck sakes. i can understand why people smoke and drink. ugh. fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeeeeee.

you know what?

• im done.

im done with your games. im done with the drama. im fucking done. you want to make assumptions? go ahead. you want to say shit? i dont care. because im not going to pay attention to anyone who is going to make my life difficult. i am having enough difficulty. i dont need more shit on top of that. and i am dropping everything. cant you? forgive & forget.

j'ai fâché.

okay. this isnt exactly the feeling you should feel when you get back from a 8 day holiday. but i am pretty angry. you seemed like such a bitch when i was with you. asking a little favor and you would be like oh blah blah blah and earlier when i asked you said it would be no problem. what changed your mind since july? and then when you blogged and then all i said was one word then everyone has to be beaking me for it? fuck sakes. its my opinion. plus i thought you had said that you didnt like those piercings. im dissapointed in you. but what am i to say. its not my body. lets clear my piercing theory. i think piercings are okay if: 1) people dont play with it. ex. touching it, pulling it, etc. 2) if its different, but not gross. ex. ear piercings (conch, vertical industrial, double nose (imma get it one of these days). i also dont mind belly button piercings because you cant see them but what the point really? but i dont care. im not going to be a pierce face like those damned 'scene' kids.

but overall the bc trip was awesome. all of those cute boys. so much for boys in lethbridge. and all the good shopping. but it is nice being home. i getta see my kitty (and he is purring by my side as i speak... more like type... and being able to sleep in my own bed for once is going to be nice. i dont want school to start. going to have to get some more supplies... blahhh.

oh and as for breaking dawn. i kind of agree that bella shouldnt have been able to have gotten pregnant. just adding more shit to the story line will just make more loose ends. like i dont feel totally satisfied with the book. but it is what it is and no matter how much you try to protest against it, its not going to make her write another sequel to breaking dawn. and different people will have different reactions to the book. oh well. c'est la vie.

that dumb bitch, your fucking done.

honest to fuck. this is getting way out of hand. everyone just gets piercings for vanity or just because they want metal shoved through their face. i mean come on its not attractive and wont make you any more attractive then you already are. do you honestly want scars all over your face when your like 50 years old and telling your kids thats from piercings? no. and im not going to go get a piercing because everyone will just say "oh your coping me". well guess what my friend some one else in the world probably has that piercing. i was wanting a piercing but all i would really want is my nose. and like there are so many women out there who are older and has is for vanity. has this what the world has become? fucking vanity? what happened to being original? or being yourself? obviously everyone is conforming with everyone else. FUCK THAT SHIT!

two for one.

well i was burnt like a bitch last wednesday. its starting to get better. warped tour was awesome of what bands i saw. it would of been nice to of seen protest and anberlin and possible cobra starship. but i needed food and to get out of the sun. i am at the cabin thinger now and its not too shabby. the other night there was a cruise ship that passed by. there are way too many bugs out here. i have to get someone else to kill them or something because i wont touch them. i am kinda dissapointed about the clothing stores. i didnt get much in victoria. this is what i have so far:

• a lulu remix lux hoodie
• a necklace
• a ring
• insense & a holder
• a pair of shoes

i was also given 4 knock off designer bags. 2 fendi, 1 louis vuitton, and one coach. i love them. i also visited my cousin after warped tour. she has 2 dogs and 2 cats. i loved spartacus the most. =) i want to go back there soo bad. i really want to eat some marshmellows right now. i cant wait to go home. mushu is awaiting me. oh well. until the next blog. pce out.

does your mother know?

good god. its august. and i leave for calgary tomorrow. yay for warped tour! im so excited but kinda of sad. im sad because its only like one more month of summer. wah. but i cant wait to go to the coast with amber. its going to be a blast. packing sucks balls. i dont know if i have everything packed yet. ugh. i hope i have everything.... well im out till the 18th. i am stressed out of my face. oh well. it will be worth it in the end. pce ya'll.