w.o.r.d.s.
Thursday, June 29, 11:11 p.m.
Grad pictures.
Sorry if they're MASSIVE.




, 10:46 a.m.
Alright so i've got everything packed up except for my clothing which I plan to throw into garbage bags...oh...and my computer and desk but I need help with those and no one is around. Ever.
Except for my sickly stepmother who I'm sure wants to kill me because I woke her up with a call from work and they wouldn't let me leave her alone until she accomplished the task at hand.
Anywho...back to the other crap.
I move very soon.
How strange.
I still have no bedroom furniture...yay for floors as beds.
I'm pretty excited though.
Even though living with my sister will be uber stressful at times (she can be a total whoreface...so can I). And I'll be poor...oh so poor.
Whatever.
Freedom.
Fuckk yooouuuu Saskatchewan.
Wednesday, June 28, 8:31 a.m.
Alright so I've had a bit of a busy last few days.
My sister cam up on Friday and we went to the Jazz Festival all Saturday. Then on Sunday we basically were lazy, did some shopping. On Monday I had a dentist appointment. I have to get my wisdom teeth out sometime (but I still have to get refered to a surgeon in Abbottsford) and then I might think about getting braces on the top some fine day since I hate my teeth so very much and veneers aren't an option due to spacing.
After that, mother dear came up to Saskatoon and we went over to meet her for supper.
Her, Dawn Leanne went with me and my sister to Keo's Kitchen (aka BEST FOOD PLACE EVER) and we all had a good time.
Yesterday was my grad. I had to wake up early early because my first appointment was at 9am. It was hair. Then we ate breakfast, I got my makeup done and we made a mad dash for the photographer's place. Got pictures done, rushed home, fine tuned the dress and went off to TCU.
Basically the whole ceremony was really boring.
After that I was blinded by more pictures than ever thought to be humanly possible.
We ate supper and ditched out before the real bullshit program started because I didn't want to have my ears assaulted by some skanks who think that can sing over a PA system set up by monkies on crack.
In all, I would rather have sat at home watching cartoons and drinking beer.
So I have to finish up my packing because within a week or so I'm outta this place.
And then the real world starts.
And the stress.
And the minor lonliness I will feel for the first little bit.
Sigh.
Sunday, June 25, 12:02 a.m.
Dudes...I just saw Little Richard.
Weeee
Thursday, June 22, 4:31 p.m.
So this is what the did with my hair at my trail.
It'll be a touch different and a little neater (there were last minute changes, pinnings...blah. Just to get it how I wanted it) I enjoy it.
It's pretty heavy with the two clips in.
And somehow I have to get this all out before kickboxing.


SOOOO many bobby pins and like...buckets of hairspray.
Wednesday, June 21, 12:20 p.m.
Blue October - Hate Me
Verse 1)
I have to block out thoughts of you, so I don't lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone
Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home
There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you, Will you never call again?
And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face
And will you never try to reach me, it is I that wanted space
(Chorus)
Hate me today.
Hate me tomorrow.
Hate me so you can finally see whats good for you.
(Verse 2)
I'm sober now for 3 whole months, it's one accomplishment that you helped me with.
The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing that I won't touch again.
In my sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate
You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take
So I'll drive so fucking far away that I'll never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind
(Chorus)
Hate me today.
Hate me tomorrow.
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you.
Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow.
Hate me so you can finally see whats good for you.
(Verse 3)
And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave
Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I have made
And like a baby boy I never was a man
Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand
And then I fell down yelling "Make it go away!"
Just make her smile come back and shine just like it used to be
And then she whispered "How can you do this to me?"
(Chorus)
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you
Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see whats good for you
...for you...for you...for you
I for some reason love this song.
Tuesday, June 20, 12:17 p.m.
Jasmin~*~ OMG! Was that a four way stop!?!?!
~*~ Going to the mall dressed like fairies, wearing matching clothes and a fuzzy hat.
~*~ Playing in Liquidation world
~*~ Taking pictures of strangers in cars. (asking them first of course, otherwise we would be rude)
~*~ Ichiban stops at my house (and dragging Kyle along with us)
~*~ Ode To Pinecone and Ode To Tack (that's some deep shit right there)
~*~ Going to retrieve our belongings out of the guys washroom after Wansel or Catlin or Greg would throw our stuff in there. Only to find people at the urinals or in the stalls.
Breanne~*~ Getting lost in the North end.
~*~ Almost running over a sausage cat
~*~ The devil at BK's drivethrough
Us: "sarah?"
Satan: *in the deepest manvoice ever* "Can I help you?"
Us: "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
~*~ Giving Kyle a ride home in her trunk, deafining him with music.
RebDahling~*~ The bubbling portal to HELL we found in the cooking lab.
~*~ Realizing Mrs.Cook was a cupboard gremlin.
~*~ "WHite...WITH GREEN SPOTS!!!!" Ewwwwww....
~*~ Our emblim, two dinosaurs Rebadactyle and Allisouras hovering over a bubbling pot of crack.
~*~ RebDahlings slow man laugh when she runs out of air (ex. the dogs in the back alley going to Nikki's house)
Nikki ~*~ The many lunches at Mama Mars
~*~ Driving around the rich area of town blasting our gangster wrap because we're soooo hardcore.
~*~ Ok just cruising anytime.
Cierra~*~ Walking to school through the dirty back alleys by our house.
~*~ The torture fence...oh good lord.
~*~ Getting upset over boys and eating buckets of hagendaz icecream.
~*~ Again...cruising.
~*~ Getting told by that cop that we weren't allowed to take pictures by the giant frog.
Bunk~*~ Xboxing!!! RAAAHHHH RAAAGEEEE!!!!
~*~ Ok..really...times at Nicks...goood stuff.
~*~ Getting WAY too hammered and spooning on the couch.
~*~ Sleeping BUM TO BUM!!!
~*~ Smitties...oh yes.
~*~ Getting married online.
~*~ Digging holes in Smitties walls/benches/furniture with their forks.
~*~ Stealing cutlery from Earls.
~*~ We did a lot of crazy shit and I am just not capable of remembering it all.
Kyle~*~ His totally saving me at Christmas
~*~ Piggyback racing down the basement halls at Balfour, the slanted...slanted floors.
~*~ His riding home in Breanne's trunk and giving pitiful screams when the music broke his ears.
Marlon~*~ Chicken
~*~ Ok basically any time in art. It's so hard to pick!!!
Catlin ~*~ Stealing his hat and beating him up in the hallways were good times.
Leanne~*~ Bellydancing
~*~ Kickboxing hahah we're so weak.
~*~ Taking her on a double date with like...17 year old boys we didn't really know.
~*~ Getting hammered with her and having my mom being very upset she bought me boooze.
~*~Listening to her come home at like 3am on Thursday nights just fucking hammered. Stumbling up the stairs.
~*~ Falling through the glass table.
~*~ Bitchfests
Steph~*~ Destroying the gingerbread house by putting it on the roof of her car and driving around until it flew off.
~*~ Kidnapping the new kid and taking him to Taco Bell.
~*~ Getting drunk in The Exorcism Of Emily Rose
~*~ Seeing her run full force into a locked bathroom door.
~*~ Shopping for grad dresses for 6 hours.
~*~ Stopping off at the porn store...Granny Fucks A Tranny.
~*~ Getting hammered and playing on tire swings.
~*~ Fighting with Mrs. Hosoluk until she agreed to let us show our PETA video in class.
Amanda ~*~ Her attacking me and kidnapping me for lunch with Steph and Sam.
~*~ "Guys...I think I'm stupid..."
~*~ The gingerbread incident.
~*~ The kidnapping incident.
~*~ Our many bitchfests.
Anja~*~ THE OMEN!!!
~*~ Stealing posters from the bulletin boards at school until they were basically empty...those security camera are bullshit.
~*~ Putting the lit smoke in the random persons backpack.
~*~ Lighting things on fire...the report, the skittles wrapper...in school.
~*~ Making fun of a certain...person...
~*~ The creation of Taco!!!
Garrett~*~ Making fun of Maranda in Law class
~*~ English was just good times all round.
Erin and Mark~*~ Being the ultimate bitches in Interior Design.
~*~ Figuring our what the future is going to be like...cause we're retarded.
~*~ Erin drinking on medication...no wonder she was so giggly.
Graham ~*~ Plotting everyones death
~*~ Ok basically we were just violent, violent people.
There's probably tons more but this is all I can come up with now, plus I have to go back to interior design!!!
Monday, June 19, 7:08 p.m.
Alright...so I'm stressed.
Not because of finals or of grad...just stressed.
I guess it's about the whole moving again thing.
Although, I'm not worried about the move and being far from home.
I'm just stressed about everything I'm going to have to do. Everything I'm going to have to get ready.
The idea of all the shit I need to get done, and continue doing just to survive is kind of mindboggling.
It's like...every single safety net I ever had is going to be gone.
And that's exciting it's exhilerating...it's...what I really want.
But I'm still stressed.
The pressure is on.
Walking across a stage just seems so meaningless.
What is growing up?
, 5:22 p.m.
So I move in like 2 weeks. That's pretty much insanity.
My sister might be coming here on Friday instead of Monday which would be really cool.
I think I might be a tad sunburnt but I'm not too sure, I was laying out on my lawn with misty puppy reading myth and legands from this book called The Sagas of Icelanders.
They're weird stories...very factual and to the point, but I can imagine someone embellishing them when telling them aloud.
I totally need to vaccum.
Friday, June 16, 4:41 p.m.
I. Am. Done. School.
BWAHAHAHAHAHA
And now I will go back to sunless tanning myself within an inch of my life.
I WILL BE BLACK!
Monday, June 12, 7:10 p.m.
3 days left of school.
I really have nothing to say, I guess I could talk about what happened today but...I'm just too lazy to do it.
And my tummy kind of hurts...damn...gross suppers.
Everyone google image search GOATSE
Sunday, June 11, 8:49 p.m.
So I went to the Omen this weekend. It's an alright movie but...if you've seen the old one you're going to get bored since it's exactly the same.
One part DID make me shit myself a little bit. But for the most part I sat there and laughed.
Some jackass in the theatre kept laughing like...well...a jackass every time someone died and it made me happy.
They had the most awkward slow and drawn out laugh known to man.
Anywho,
I have 4 days of classes left before finals, of which I only really have 2 because I think we just have to present our design in Interior Design.
And my design is masterful.
I'm getting every closer to the move.
Ever. Closer.
Tuesday, June 6, 9:59 p.m.
So uh...ya. What to say.
Steph visited our fine education facility today. AND THERE'S A FLUTTERBY IN MY ROOM! I suppose I can let it live.
Tomorrow I take my dress in to get it altered...finally.
And tonight I got my depo shot after kickboxing.
So I went to the clinic, smelly and looking like ass, and there's like...6...SIX hot guys in there.
And I smell like a sweaty bumhole.
Because I'm sexy.
Oh yes.
Monday, June 5, 5:34 p.m.
So like...today Dan beat me at lunch. Cause he's a jerkwad.
My arms are going to be red for DAYS.
Fuck.
Oh and Anja put her lit smoke in someones backpack...then closed the backpack...and then we waited, and watched. Waited...AND WATCHED.
It was some stinky bitches bag that neither of us like, so we happy danced then went inside. The stinky bitch wasn't in my 4th period class today so like...maybe her bag lit on fire.
Some say we're assholes. I say, don't leave your belongings unattended in a random field. You fool.
Sunday, June 4, 9:32 p.m.
So I totally missed out on the blogging out Leanne's accident.
I left for Calgary right after school on Friday and so I definately forgot.
But, if you read Chystals blog, it describes it fairly well.
It was a good time, a funny time. For me. Not Leanne.
Actually, she took getting the stitches like a trooper. Never shed a single tear.
Anyways, now I'm back in Saskatoon after driving for like...6 hours.
I actually drove in Calgary. Altogether too fast and rather recklessly... but I drove.