Eating snowflakes with plastic forks
I've been a huge MIA person these days. Normally I'm updating left, right and centre. But not so much.
Typical girl drama is going on here. Its driving me a tad crazy. And of course it doesn't help when 3 of the 6 girls that live here PMS at the same time (I'm not one of the three). What was I thinking about living with 5 other girls?
Laura is being ridiculus again. First she's all like "I have to live with my sister, its for the best" and now she's like "I can't live with my sister, I hate her". And I guess Laura is an idiot or something, becuase she's talking about me behind my back and OF COURSE it gets back to me. Becuase honestly, you can't even pee in this house with out everyone finding out about it, and all the details that went with it. I'll miss living with the girls, becuase there are good times, but I won't miss comming back to the house and wondering who hates who now and who drank who's milk.
I've been spending more time with Andrew and trying to distance myself from Laura. Just becuase she really gets me down with her constant complaining and negitivity. I can take it in small doses...but last week it seemed like the whole world was going to die with the way she was talking. Uggghh.
I got my cool iPod nano. So excited. My world has changed now that I can listen to music while I'm on the bus or walking to campus. I love it. Andrew loves it more though. Everytime he comes over he HAS to play with it. And tinkers with it to no end. He tinkered with it so much that I no longer no where all my music went on my computer or how to get it on my nano. Might have to have a little chat about moving people's music with telling the person to him.
I went home last weekend. It was really really really nice. Aside from the fact that the boy took over my room and made it his 'office'. Apparently the boy is not a normal child, but a child of luxury and cannot possibly have his desk and computer in the same room with his bed. Thus, the only logical think to do was to move all my stuff into the guest room and his stuff into my room (since its larger than the guest room...it only makes sense). Its not like I care THAT much, but half of my clothes are still in my old room, and that was the room I chose. He was the one who had to have the entire basement. He even started sleeping upstairs in my present room (or the 'guest' room). But I guess the basement wasn't as pleasing as he thought it would be. They're slowly weeding me out I tell you. Slowly.
Two girls are comming over to do some group work. We have to make a poster. I honestly thought that when I left high school I wouldn't have to cut out things any more. But apparently I do. The two girls that are comming over are horrendous. Last time they rolled around in my bed and left my room a mess. So today we're working in the kitchen. Maybe they'll roll around on the counters. Who knows.
I have just over 3 weeks left of school. And home I go. I think I'm going to Ottawa for New Years to see Dom and Steph (the one who had the AVM). I'm going with Chantel and Liz. Hopefully we won't be going for that long...Chantel gets on my nerves at bit, just becuase she alllwwaaayysss has to eat. And constantly talks about how much she hates Kat. And others. But Liz damn well better be going. So that will be ultra fun.
I was suppose to visit my dad during the christmas break too. But then it got too expensive. So then I was so supposed to go out west to see him in Janurary, but that cuts close to school. So now I'm going to see him in May. The russians will be there. So that might be a little weird. As long as my dad doesn't talk all slow and pronounced to me like he does to them, then it'll be okay.
And its poster time. Woop de woop.
ta ta
me
Typical girl drama is going on here. Its driving me a tad crazy. And of course it doesn't help when 3 of the 6 girls that live here PMS at the same time (I'm not one of the three). What was I thinking about living with 5 other girls?
Laura is being ridiculus again. First she's all like "I have to live with my sister, its for the best" and now she's like "I can't live with my sister, I hate her". And I guess Laura is an idiot or something, becuase she's talking about me behind my back and OF COURSE it gets back to me. Becuase honestly, you can't even pee in this house with out everyone finding out about it, and all the details that went with it. I'll miss living with the girls, becuase there are good times, but I won't miss comming back to the house and wondering who hates who now and who drank who's milk.
I've been spending more time with Andrew and trying to distance myself from Laura. Just becuase she really gets me down with her constant complaining and negitivity. I can take it in small doses...but last week it seemed like the whole world was going to die with the way she was talking. Uggghh.
I got my cool iPod nano. So excited. My world has changed now that I can listen to music while I'm on the bus or walking to campus. I love it. Andrew loves it more though. Everytime he comes over he HAS to play with it. And tinkers with it to no end. He tinkered with it so much that I no longer no where all my music went on my computer or how to get it on my nano. Might have to have a little chat about moving people's music with telling the person to him.
I went home last weekend. It was really really really nice. Aside from the fact that the boy took over my room and made it his 'office'. Apparently the boy is not a normal child, but a child of luxury and cannot possibly have his desk and computer in the same room with his bed. Thus, the only logical think to do was to move all my stuff into the guest room and his stuff into my room (since its larger than the guest room...it only makes sense). Its not like I care THAT much, but half of my clothes are still in my old room, and that was the room I chose. He was the one who had to have the entire basement. He even started sleeping upstairs in my present room (or the 'guest' room). But I guess the basement wasn't as pleasing as he thought it would be. They're slowly weeding me out I tell you. Slowly.
Two girls are comming over to do some group work. We have to make a poster. I honestly thought that when I left high school I wouldn't have to cut out things any more. But apparently I do. The two girls that are comming over are horrendous. Last time they rolled around in my bed and left my room a mess. So today we're working in the kitchen. Maybe they'll roll around on the counters. Who knows.
I have just over 3 weeks left of school. And home I go. I think I'm going to Ottawa for New Years to see Dom and Steph (the one who had the AVM). I'm going with Chantel and Liz. Hopefully we won't be going for that long...Chantel gets on my nerves at bit, just becuase she alllwwaaayysss has to eat. And constantly talks about how much she hates Kat. And others. But Liz damn well better be going. So that will be ultra fun.
I was suppose to visit my dad during the christmas break too. But then it got too expensive. So then I was so supposed to go out west to see him in Janurary, but that cuts close to school. So now I'm going to see him in May. The russians will be there. So that might be a little weird. As long as my dad doesn't talk all slow and pronounced to me like he does to them, then it'll be okay.
And its poster time. Woop de woop.
ta ta
me