"this is like having a pissing fight with a skunk..and you're the skunk!"
the above being a highlight from one of my mother's and mine latest arguments. it seems she has prepared a new arsenal of unbeatable comebacks. hem hem. well, lloyd was fun, i got some very interesting supplies for the new school year..not to mention bumping briefly into former aquaintances. i was hit on considerably, and i FINALLY AQUIRED THE BEST PIN EVER FROM CD PLUS!!! and then i mysteriosly..lost it. special moments were...
1. making out with a picture of julian casablancas on tannara's door
2. watching 12 or so movies in 3 nights between the hours of 12am and 7am
3. listening to the strokes and franz ferdinand obsessivly while trying to play along on tannara's electric guitar
4. cruising on our bikes, going to the hemp store, losing my shoe in the middle of a street, and ripping my left pant leg to shreds thanks to the gears
5. arriving at the bus stop at 12, the time the bus was scheduled to leave, panic (not seeing any busses) and finding out the bus was 25 minutes late because the driver of the saskatoon-lloydminster route had a heart attack, and they had to change
6. falling asleep on the bus in the ugliest poses imaginable
a) mouth hanging wide open while head tilted back at a broken-neck angle
b) falling asleep leaning back in the chair and waking up with my head between my knees
7. doing a face first surace dive in a meter deep pool and makign the ridge of my nose bleed. now i have a very attractive scab. Kaleigh it is not dirt!!
8. hm..something very important that i clean forgot...oh yes! spending time with best bud ever TANNAAAAAAAAAARAAAAAAAAA yeah yeah yeaaaaah!!!
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now onto the more sorrowful part of my entry
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I MISS BRADEN!!! and i am not saying this just to humor him after stating obviosly how much fun i had despite his presence...(i have so much tact)...but because i really do miss him. when i am distracted (which happens quite easily), i am happy and cheery and having fun and normal, but then when i have time to myself just to sit and think, i begin to really feel a chasm in my..inner self..which can only be filled with the indescribable feeling of love and self worth that can only radiate from another person. i nearly cried on the trip to lloyd, at tannara's house three times and finally broke down when i got home. i really did not appreciate how much i needed someone in my life to talk abotu every stupid thing and just share everything with. i really need a lifesize braden poster to snog whenever i get lonely...ahaha that would be so creepy! ahahaha! yeah, i am fat and lazy and tired and will probably go to snoozing land fairly soon. my mother has acctually allowed me to sleep until 12!! major breakthrough! yay! and tommorow is sex day! as long as a certain other party is alive didn't completly forget... well...ta ta all, (i just met a creepy man who said "ta ta" to me when leavign somewhere, and it scared the shit out of me.) oh!! tannara read a rant by that angry shizo guy who deals with numbersthat was abtou her and her family! it involved crazy numbers and was very disjointed. it went kinda like "tannara was born on the 57th year of the 19th prime meaning 5573 which is the number of verses in "random bible verse" and her sisters numbers of the 17th prime ad up to 3375 clearly meaning i was tortured in institutions!! that tortured me gave you the right how! don;t forget god gave you your name."
anyway. going-now!!!! me, away, faaaar. bed-SLEEP. numbers!! don't forget, shmucks are people too.
1. making out with a picture of julian casablancas on tannara's door
2. watching 12 or so movies in 3 nights between the hours of 12am and 7am
3. listening to the strokes and franz ferdinand obsessivly while trying to play along on tannara's electric guitar
4. cruising on our bikes, going to the hemp store, losing my shoe in the middle of a street, and ripping my left pant leg to shreds thanks to the gears
5. arriving at the bus stop at 12, the time the bus was scheduled to leave, panic (not seeing any busses) and finding out the bus was 25 minutes late because the driver of the saskatoon-lloydminster route had a heart attack, and they had to change
6. falling asleep on the bus in the ugliest poses imaginable
a) mouth hanging wide open while head tilted back at a broken-neck angle
b) falling asleep leaning back in the chair and waking up with my head between my knees
7. doing a face first surace dive in a meter deep pool and makign the ridge of my nose bleed. now i have a very attractive scab. Kaleigh it is not dirt!!
8. hm..something very important that i clean forgot...oh yes! spending time with best bud ever TANNAAAAAAAAAARAAAAAAAAA yeah yeah yeaaaaah!!!
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\/^_^\/
|_@_| <-- cheering man
| |
*****
now onto the more sorrowful part of my entry
*****
I MISS BRADEN!!! and i am not saying this just to humor him after stating obviosly how much fun i had despite his presence...(i have so much tact)...but because i really do miss him. when i am distracted (which happens quite easily), i am happy and cheery and having fun and normal, but then when i have time to myself just to sit and think, i begin to really feel a chasm in my..inner self..which can only be filled with the indescribable feeling of love and self worth that can only radiate from another person. i nearly cried on the trip to lloyd, at tannara's house three times and finally broke down when i got home. i really did not appreciate how much i needed someone in my life to talk abotu every stupid thing and just share everything with. i really need a lifesize braden poster to snog whenever i get lonely...ahaha that would be so creepy! ahahaha! yeah, i am fat and lazy and tired and will probably go to snoozing land fairly soon. my mother has acctually allowed me to sleep until 12!! major breakthrough! yay! and tommorow is sex day! as long as a certain other party is alive didn't completly forget... well...ta ta all, (i just met a creepy man who said "ta ta" to me when leavign somewhere, and it scared the shit out of me.) oh!! tannara read a rant by that angry shizo guy who deals with numbersthat was abtou her and her family! it involved crazy numbers and was very disjointed. it went kinda like "tannara was born on the 57th year of the 19th prime meaning 5573 which is the number of verses in "random bible verse" and her sisters numbers of the 17th prime ad up to 3375 clearly meaning i was tortured in institutions!! that tortured me gave you the right how! don;t forget god gave you your name."
anyway. going-now!!!! me, away, faaaar. bed-SLEEP. numbers!! don't forget, shmucks are people too.