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| 07:56pm 01/01/2007 |
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mood: 17. music: devotchka
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What a nice day. Ringing in 2007 with a few friends, a bottle of champagne and a few guilty pleasure films. "Glitter" and "Annie" never felt so celebratory. Waking up to pancakes and gifts and hungover hugs from family members. Going downtown for Sushi and a movie. Lastly, eating fatty delicious ice cream cake and sleeeeping. My new years resolution is lame, quasi-challenging and very, very secretive. 2007 and 17. Weird, foreign numbers that feel like stepping stones. Driver's Ed. tomorrow. Maybe. Oh and I've dyed my hair. Black. My sister thinks I look "emo". I think I look like Jamie Meltz. |
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| 08:38pm 26/12/2006 |
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Snowless christmas so unconventional it hurts. Where's the belly aching excitement? My hair up in flames! Memories. Like endless drinking in Mexico this summer. So so hot outside it could be mexico. Volcanic christmas. For christmas I got the following...
- a bible. - brokeback mountain poster. - socks.
speaking of mexico..... Here are some late pictures....

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| 01:41pm 25/11/2006 |
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mood: very well thank you. music: country
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stop! do not pass go. do not collect 200 dollars. I've never felt so cautious and euphoric. balanced ever so nicely. I am moving so quickly, forgetting THAT night more and more. Yes. I am now a Timothy's employee. Booooyah! Shakespeare is a mountain. Big, scary, wonderful. Would you like cream or sugar with your coffee? |
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| 06:20pm 09/11/2006 |
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Poetic justice! And bad substitutes and mediocre lunches and GREAT rehearsels. I'm lovin' shakespeare. In an insane, I want to strangle myself kind of way. Arrogance. Don't realize you're dripping in it until you're old and grey. No more jealousy, or Mary J. Blige esque drama. I love you I love you I love you. That's all he wrote. |
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| 07:13pm 23/10/2006 |
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mood: unconventional eh? music: heat wave
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Follow the fucking leader. They on crack. Livejournal owns facebook. Stresss... Stressss... Happy Birthday Leigh. I miss Britney. She fell down a flight of stairs. Get well. Heat Wave. Heat Wave. It's so nice outside. I'm excited for Death Cab. I hate the song Sexyback. This is transitional. |
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| 07:10pm 10/10/2006 |
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mood:  distressed music: no music! ever again!
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Help! Please!
After a nice time drinking coffee and talking with Jia. I walked just outside 135 to pick up my bag. It's not there. The caretakers put it in the lost and found. So after saying bye to Jia, I go on viva and want to listen to music (I was in the mood for Sarah Slean or some good old Sufjan) when I search my bag to find my ipod is missing and all that remains is a pair of already mangled headphones! So this means that someone must have reached into my bag while I was at second cup and STOLE my green ipod mini. Any suggestions on what to do? I am almost positive that I didn't lose it... So everyone please someone in Unionville stole my ipod. Its a green mini (They don't make those anymore so it should be easy to spot) that has very eclectic music on it (From Alexisonfire to Mariah Carey to Mozart). If you see ANYONE suspiciously carrying one TELL ME please. I'm very distressed. |
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| 09:54am 31/08/2006 |
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The past few days have been hellish. I had a nasty fever and weird stomach pains and spent the days lounging around watching Saved By The Bell and eating popsicles and soup. I also managed to dye my hair in the process and it turned a hideous orange pylon colour (I was going for ash blond) so in a furious rage I shaved it all off (Ironic since my mum wouldn't let me go to Cut Off Cancer at Sick Kids yesterday.....) and am now left with a blond buzz cut. Well blond with bits of pink. And brown. Please refrain from pointing and laughing when you see me at school on tuesday.. and lastly here is my schedule!
First Semester
Drama- Bieman Math For Everyday Life- Chulkova (haha) English- McCleary Lunch! Media Study- Arcus
Second Semester
Anthro.- Zimbalatti 20 Hist. Film- Zimbalatti Lunch!! Drama- Bieman Comm Tech- Lynch
Hmm. Who are Arcus and Zimbalatti? I thought Bahl was teaching history through film! |
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| 06:57pm 18/07/2006 |
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July is nearing to an end and I feel like I've done nothing all summer. Except my job. And my novel. And Damien Rice- who was incredible by the way.
I feel like I'm writing this because I have to. Which is really ridiculous. I don't HAVE to write a livejournal entry. Yet, I can't seem to stop typing. Hows everyone doing?
Oh. Cute story.
My uncle is really sick and since he's in England and my Mum can't see him she sent him a huge fucking expensive fan because he was complaining about how hot he was over the phone. She had it specially shipped so it would get there in two days. The funny part is she made it anonymous so he'll never know who sent him the random. enormous fan. |
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| 10:29pm 08/06/2006 |
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mood: indulgent music: diva music
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Gaaah
My dad is ridiculous. The man yelled at me for a good ten minutes about money. He was pissed that I spent 40 dollars of my leftover New York money on Cut Off Cancer. He says I wasted HIS money. What a dumbass. Hmm. Should I have spent HIS money on another Abercrombie and Fitch shirt? Or how about another Meryl Streep movie? Whatever... he is hopeless. He's a nice man though. Promise.
The show is over! A strange sense of relief and melancholy has smacked me in my face. To be honest. I thought we nailed it. I'm bald and eyebrow ringed. I feel rugged and naked in a cool cool freeing way.
Eeek its summer and I'm in !!!!. Swimming in my inconspicuous love life with a stranger whose eyes I know as well as my own. Its weird and nice and lalala. |
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| testicle sur ton visage! |
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| 08:13pm 03/06/2006 |
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mood: itchy sweatervest music: ben harper
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I'm back!!!!!!!!
I have just spent the past sixteen days having crazy adventures in different worlds. From living the lap of luxury with some crazy, eccentric "drammies" if you will to roughing it with some other cool penguins in Haliburton/
Bright braison lights and singing and skipping and geese and soapstone gah the fucking soapstone (I almost dropped it on Carly's head). I miss everyone and just love everyone so much that I could just make out with everyone reading this right now. Sweetass Grade 10 Drama shows next week. It's on gone be great!
I can't wait to see everyone... especially you. You with the red shirt and the icey eyes. Your hug will be extra tight. |
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| 05:54pm 02/05/2006 |
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Oooh love is in the air. But is it love? Or bored horniness. Regardless. I'm up for it. It's new exciting grammmmatikly socially incorrect. Let's renovate. Your room. My life.
What a character building weekend. Running 10 K and auditioning for a soulless television show. Whats next? Skydiving? Swimming with sharks? Whatever it is I'm excited. |
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| 12:18pm 03/04/2006 |
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mood: yaddayadda music: Belle and Sebastian
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I'm in careers.
Why do I have to be in such a pointless class? Oh yes. That's right. Because I don't want to fail the class and end up like the guy who sweeps floors at pizza hut and asks kids "hey guys. any cool parties this weekend?".
Mercedes is typing feverishly and David is flirting with a dancer. And everyone is happy and in love. |
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| 12:50am 18/03/2006 |
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So. Happy St. Patrick's Day. I didn't get shitfaced or wear green or swear haphazardly. What kind of Irish am I? My father and sister are in Ireland. I'm with my mum. She's pretty cool in a charming, non-cool sort of way. I said something today that was pretty mean. It felt like a rock in my mouth and I'm sorry. Do you see how you're hurting me? So I hurt you too. Then we both get so....... |
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| 11:38pm 05/03/2006 |
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Grr. I am so mad Brokeback lost Best Picture at the Oscars. Granted, the oscars are political and overhyped. What I'm actually mad about is that homophobia is the sole reason that it lost. Plain and simple. Anyone whose seen both films can appreciate both as strong, passionate movies but still. Oh well. I'm ranting and being my non-sensical self.
Stand Up tomorrow. You ready kids? |
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| 03:24pm 04/03/2006 |
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music: your ex-lover is dead- stars
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You are my favourite scar.
So its been a while since I've done an lj entry. The reason for this because my family hates me right now and took away my internet and social life with a malicious smile. Fuckers. So I had people over and broke the cd player??!! Big deal. What crazies. |
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| 04:58am 25/01/2006 |
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Have you ever had an out of body experience?
So. I'm getting off my bus stop on the fairly innocent, dull as dishwater intersection of Younge and Eagle. When this scruffy teenage guy crosses the street on his bike when the traffic is still going through. "Oooh rebel" This grade nine girl named Jordan mutters. When suddenly the guy gets hit by a car. His body goes flying. No jokes. His body actually flew. His face was a bleeding mess. The woman who hit him looked as white as sperm and was yelling something I couldn't quite catch. It was really really scary. He's okay though. I think. |
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| 11:16pm 13/01/2006 |
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mood: razzle dazzle musical man
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Wizard of Oz steps, cheesy one liners and belting operatic voices dancing in my dreams.
I'm slowly failing science. Maybe I need to do some sexual favors on my obese, socially retarded teacher to increase my mark. Or at least bake her a pie or something.
Cast party tomorrow. Let's get crunk and sing our favorite verses okay?
P.S. I'm officially in love with MY HUMPS. Even though its about a million years old AND so very politically incorrect. Its so darn catchy. |
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| 12:59pm 01/01/2006 |
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MY BIRTHDAY!
Yes. I am 16. Jen you were an awesome sushi making hostess last night. Okay yes. Goodbye. |
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