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(no subject) [Oct. 10th, 2007|12:05 am]
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I very rarely feel the need to cry but this evening....grargh! I cant even put it down in comprehensible terms.
My mother, whom i love dearly, has been stomping around in our apartment for the last couple weeks in a manner indicative of this kind of outburst. I, in fact, expected this kind of reaction when i decided to move to London for a few months, which is precisely WHY I put off telling her. The yelling out of the blue though, that caught me off guard. I thought there would be some attempt at a rational conversation that at least led to the yelling. Oh no.

That is why I find myself at midnight, at the office downtown, sitting in the stairwell (the only place the internet will work) and counting down the days until i leave. And listening to drunk girls yell about pizza, thinking, any other night that would be me.
I kind of wish it was.
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(no subject) [Aug. 11th, 2007|02:50 am]
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My least favorite person, is now a bouncer at my favorite place. this is very lame.
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Wow, this is the longest Ive been away from LJ...Ever [Apr. 16th, 2007|08:55 pm]
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Facebook has taken over my life and made LJ kind of redundant lately, but I do miss it. So many things have happened in the past few months...I moved out...I moved out. Okay only really one big thing, but still!
Sooooo much fun! Is all ive got to say.
Im currently working on a mountain of dishes that took 2 weeks to accumulate, and realizing that yes, maybe mom was right when she said to do them as you go. Ive had this feeling a lot lately, its rather disheartening.

I love how some of my pics from the last post were taken down by Photobucket for violating the terms of service. AWESOME.

Um too lazy really to do a recap. I live with my friend Tal. Our house is an amazing heritage suite. We have a bar and stripper pole. Yes. There will be pictures. I need a new job. Go figure.
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Suddenly I see, This is Where I wanna Be [Jan. 18th, 2007|09:59 pm]
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[mood |amusedamused]
[music |Cecila-Simon and Garfunkle]

Im back from my Mt. Washington Adventure, and I have to say it was SO MUCH FUN! Ive never seen so much liquor in my life...Bobby, the redbull rep brought 8 flats of redbull and 30 26's of absolut vodka, in addition to the 3 kegs, 4 litres of Jagermeister and 3 boxes of mini bottles. RIDICULOUS.
So a recap of my trip in photos...Collapse )
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(no subject) [Dec. 28th, 2006|11:16 pm]
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[mood |surprisedsurprised]

My mom just saw her car being driven out of our parking lot...but not by her.

Shes on the phone with the police right now, but, WOW. This is Oak Bay ya'll.
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(no subject) [Nov. 29th, 2006|10:04 pm]
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(no subject) [Sep. 16th, 2006|01:33 pm]
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So Im getting my bike in like...a week. Which is fucking nerve wracking and exciting and makes me want to vomit all at once, because once I get it I actually have to drive it and theres a wee bit of a phobia there, but Im convinced Ill get over it.
SO. I kind of have two, well, maybe three bikes Im looking at, but I cant decide, so I thought Id ask for feedback.
Numero Uno
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(The baby blue one)
2800 dollars, but fairly old, like '89. 600 cc's which is a fair bit of power. Next.

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Now imagine this bike is black.
3500, its a 2004 and only 250 cc's (it will probably max out at 160-180)

So.....what do YOU think?
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(no subject) [Jun. 14th, 2006|06:15 pm]
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[mood |curiouscurious]

I was just writing in my real journal and I got thinking about something that made me curious as to what other people think.

Do you think its better to like someone and know they dont feel the same way about you, or to like someone and know they have feelings for you, but you can never be with them?

This did result from thinking about the-boy-we-do-not-speak-of, but fear not, I no longer consider myself in the second category, but a really gullible girl who was in the first category all along. Oh well at least infatuation is turning into...bitterness. About the whole male race really. Which Im going to say isnt a bad thing. I think you have to get a little burned to learn to be careful about touching the damn element...or some other equally lame metaphor that translates into not being freaky and getting attached wayyyyy too easily like I do.

Anyways, Im doing my best to move on and take a stoic Angelina Jolie like attitude towards the whole thing, which really means finding new boys to fixate on. Cam went to the Yukon for a month, which sucks, not only because I like him, but because hes equally attractive and fun to hang out with.
There is a potential guy/bartender I was introduced to at Upstairs on Saturday, but I left early to cab home with Adam and didnt really get to chat with him. Aww it was so cute, I was leaving so I yelled "Bye Eli!" (my sisters boyfriend, dj extroidinairre) as I headed to the door and he was like "Bye sweetie, love you!" Clearly, Im easy to love. Ha, joking.

On the way home we stopped by the Pita Pit, where I witnessed one of the most amusing scenes in my life. There were a group of tiny insanely drunk girls there and this huuuuuge black guy trying to pick one of them up. He was walking one of them towards his car when her friends were like "nooooo, shes cant go with you!" which was quite evident considering she was so inebriated she was being half carried, and he was like "ITS CAUSE IM BLACK, ISNT IT?"
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(no subject) [Mar. 15th, 2006|12:54 am]
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[mood |awakeawake]

Man I was just going through all the old emails I have (25 pages worth, as Ive had this account since...well I cant remember before grade 7) and I realized what AMAZING friends and family I have. Looking at some of the emails I got when I was in New York, well you guys have no idea how much better they made me feel about my miserable situation.

Now, for some particularly memorable emails

Wherein my Brother Decides Bars being open 24hrs is actually NOT a good ideaCollapse )

An old Meme that Danielle did about me...oh the days when you emailed them...Collapse )

Email from the evil girl in my anth groupCollapse )

Im too lazy to sort through them but I know there are some gems in there. There are also some crazy emotional ones from the highschool years that should really just be dressed in skin tight black jeans.

And apparently I dont sleep anymore...
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(no subject) [Jan. 22nd, 2006|05:32 am]
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[mood |drunkdrunk]

Nex time I go to the bar I will..

Leave before 5.
Keep the inside thoughts on the inside. Creepy things that your friends think are funny...hot guys dont think that.
Ascertain the interesting/hot/stylish guy Im talking to is gay prior to an hour and a half of good conversation/ attempted flirting with him.
Attempt to be more subtle and suave (limit pointing outright).
Continue to become good friends with the barstaff...although that pretty much invalidates #1.
Not go with middle school guy friends who attempt to dirty dance with you....sorry, I love you, but its creepy.
No no drama, we dont want no drama drama. (just for Bronie boo)
Not be hungover in the morning...I hope.
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