HELLO!

1. Study for my psych. midterm. I'm completely unprepared, yet I STILL fucking just sit here watching Kitchen Nightmares. And posting on here.
2. Finish the notes for the english midterm.
3. CLEAN MY ROOM. GOD. I've been meaning to do this for like 2 weeks!! Rachel is coming by tomorrow, so I should really do this tonight so she doesn't think I'm a fucking pig.
4. laundry.
5. Dishes need to be done tonight...
6. Catch up on sleep.


I bought a new compact last night, it's a mineral powder from MAC, and I kind of love it. Jackie and I went to this tiny hole-in-the-wall chinese restaurant for dinner, and we paid like FOUR BUCKS EACH for dinner, it was GLORIOUS.
Today I've done absolutely nothing, because i'm a loserrrr. I totally could have gotten everything on my list done today, but I haven't.
Tomorrow I'm doing dim sum with Rachel, and I'm really excited about it, because it's delicious, but I'm about to pass out right now, so I'm going to get up to do the dishes before I fall over and lose consciousness.

Sometimes I wish that I had straight hair so I wouldn't need to sleep with a fucking towel turban to keep my curls in place. I have a horrible headache from my headband that I wore all day, and it's put me in a FOWL MOOD.
This morning I woke up with literally 5 minutes to spare before I had to be out the door to catch the bus. I fucking FLIPPED out that my phone didn't wake me up, and I ended up running around with my head chopped off... Somehow I managed to get on the bus on time, get to class, to my english midterm... AND THEN IT WAS CANCELED WTFFF!!!
I WAS SO MAD.

I can't believe I busted my ass to get to an exam that wasn't happening.

Other than that, life has been fairly boring. Just... school. Sigh.

I can't stop watching American Idol, and that psycho bitch Tatiana Del Toro or.. whoever is seriously the craziest person EVER. Seriously.I've never heard such an aggravating laugh/voice ever.Honestly!

UGHKLJ;L MY HEAD HURTS.
Fuck my life.

How much do I hate applying for scholarships?
THIIIIIIIIS                                                                                                  MUCH.
Drives me crazy. Tomorrow I need to go to the financial aide office at school and sort this all out.

Crap, it's midnight.

I hope I don't have sociology tomorrow...

Do you know what I have a love/hate relationship with?
When you get up, go to work, and find out that YOU DON'T REALLY HAVE WORK TODAY. It sucks because you dragged your sorry tired ass out of bed to get presentable to go to frikkin' work, but then you realise that YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORK.
Such a good feeling.
Except then you have to go back home.

There is no end to how much I love To Catch a Predator. I could literally watch this show all day without getting bored. Or getting out of bed. Hm. I should do homework.

Or not.

I saw you at my least favorite place, today.
The Mall.
You looked positively bonkers. I caught you giving me the eyeball, again. I'm not sure how you do it, but you always manage to know EXACTLY where I am at all times. It's like magic.
Except the magic is made of the Wicked Witch of the West rather than rainbows and unicorns.

Please don't ever show up anywhere I am ever again.

Love from
B

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I saw Mall Cop, today. I really thought it was going to be a lot better than it was, since all I heard were good things about it. I mean, it was OK, but it was no Clerks II.

I haven't done any homework this entire weekend. And I probably won't start now... so... Oh well.

Dear Crazy Eyes,

This is for your own good. I only say this out of love. Ok, not really, but it NEEDS TO BE SAID. So:

You must be your own personal brand of crazy, as I've never met anyone quite like you in my entire life. Never before have I seen anyone who so obviously wants to screw the teacher. Sure, sometimes students may talk about it, but just in passing. I, myself have expressed that Jesse does in fact give off the air of a young(ish) Sean Connery, with maybe some R.D.J. ala Iron Man tossed in, BUT I DON'T UNDRESS HIM WITH MY EYES DURING DISCUSSION! You, on the other hand are completely obsessive! It's all you do in class! Do you know how hard it is to concentrate on anything with you climbing all over your desk to get closer to him? Honey, you already sit in the first row! That's as close as you'll ever get!

You may not know this, but every single person in our sociology class, including the prof, knows how desperately you want to have sex with him. You really need to figure out how to be more subtle, as your insane twitching, fidgeting and obvious staring is clearly getting you nowhere. Tone it down! I'd also really appreciate it if you'd stop making direct eye contact with me every 4 minutes... It frightens me. Your eyes are huge, and bulgy, and horrifying and I don't know how much more I can take!!! I know that I may be looking at you, but I'm obviously only doing it because you're completely erratic and clearly insane! Also, staring at me is not only creepy, but it takes away valuable seconds that you could use to send Jesse Fuck-Me-Eyes and toss your hair over your shoulders.

Oh, one more thing. If you toss your hair more than three times in the same minute, it doesn't look sexy. It just looks like you're on heroine withdrawal.
NOT ATTRACTIVE.

Just thought I'd let you know!
Love from
B

PS: If you're going to speak up in class and try to make yourself look brilliant, it helps if you actually took the time to understand the reading opposed to just googling the article and missing the main point completely. ...And then TELLING the prof that you googled it! Idiot!

Holy hell i completely forgot about this thing... a year... two... something.  Something ago! Yeah.
So what have I been up to... Welll, last December (2007) my terorist of a cat died. I was really upset for a good long time, but now I'm pretty over it. It's been over a year. I just wish I could get another cat, now, but my STUPID DAD is suddenly allergic!! Life sucks.
I went back to school in September, and I'm doing the university transfer program at Langara. It's very similar to a giant highschool, with stupid little cliches and crap like that, but all of my professors (so far) are super nice, so I guess I'll tolerate it. Har har.
... There ARE some real douchebags that i really hate, though. i'm not going to name and names right now, because I would be sitting here for a good 2 hours ranting about them and I don't really have time for that. Corey gets off work like... in a minute and I still have wet hair and no makeup on. At 3:00pm. I'm a pathetic personnnnnn -_-

I need to revamp this thing, and possibly get completely obsessed with it, again. Sounds like fun, no?

-b

PS: I wish i spoke french so I could understand this song. I love it. But not enough to go out and learn a language. I'm far too lazy for THAT.

Honestly people, when you ask your cashier to double bag something for you, and they say "sure", what they REALLY mean is "go fuck yourself you r-tard!". Seriously. That's what we meant to say.

-_- sigh.

There's so many games that I want right now! I'm totally blowing my next check on Final Fantasy 3 and LegoStarWars2. Just because I'm lame like that. Mhm.

I was supposed to go see Borat tonight with Mao and Anita, but I was really tired and Mao had some important homework that needed doing so Mao and I will probably end up seeing it next weekend after I take Quin to Happyfeet.
I need to talk to my nani about getting a new phone contract. The one I have now is useless! I always go over my minutes and my phone is old and crappy. Maybe I'll get a new plan on Sunday.

They did the Monster Mash! (THE MONSTER MASH! ...It was a graveyard smash...? -- Those are the only words to the song that I know.)
Whenever I think of the Monster Mash, I think of people doing the Twist. That is the only dance that could possibly be considered "monster mashing". Then I think of John Travolta and Uma Thurman in Pulp Fiction. God damn!

(If you didn't get that last bit, go fucking watch that movie. It's amazing and weird. ...Watch Train Spotting, also.)

Aarons Halloween party was amazing. To all those that I invited that din't come, YOU MISSED OUT.
There was a live band, cute boys for the girls, and hot chicks for the guys. Some people later on ended up bringing a keg, which was tapped, so everyone got 10x drunker.
Nigel and I shared a 12 pack of corona extra, but some asshats stole like, 5 of them D:
I ended up taking 3 bottles of someones Miller, but... Miller tastes like death in a bottle, so.... I gave them to my dad HAHA.

The band (I think they were called The Trars?) played some good songs (Things by Weezer and Stars, etc etc..) and their manager/groupie, Kiko was SO COOL. She was super energetic and we danced like maniacs.
After a lot of dancing with Kiko/Elaina and her friends, Claro somehow managed to spill his drink on my dress.... But because there IS a god, there is no massive alchohol stain on it anywhere! I love that.

Anyhow, everything was really chill at the party, there were no crashers, and we didn't get busted by the cops. I'm not exactly sure what time we left at, because I was completely smashed (evern though i'd only had like, 4 beers....) but I do remember coming home and talking to my dad for a while. Then I went to bed.


Work sucked today. Because of the time change, the debit/credit machines were being fucktards and not working like they should. Half the time they wouldn't even respond. It meant that a lot of customers assumed it was our fault, so there was a lot of angry, yelling people in the store today.... It was bad.




Hahahahaha.



Brittany: Hey Ryan, what're you going to be for Halloween?
Ryan: *stare* A Hindu.
Brittany: *snort* You're going to be a Hindu for Halloween?
Ryan: Yeah, see, this way it leaves all my options open...
Brittany: Oh?
Ryan: I could be a cab driver... or a doctor... or an accountant.... OR A CRIMINAL!
Brittany: Ryan, for you to be a criminal, you'd have to be Punjabi.
Ryan: True. So what're you being for Halloween?
Brittany: A princess.
Ryan: ...a Hindu princess?
Brittany: ...... yes.