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Fri, 12 Jan 2007 16:34:00 GMT

YOUR REPORT CARD:
Category	Grade
Love	A+
Friends and Family	B
Body	C
Mind	A
Finance / Career	B
Your Life's Average Grade: B
'What is your Life Grade?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Fri, 05 Jan 2007 01:36:52 GMT

So I finished reading Wicked Angels today. I new it was going to end badly. But not as badly as it really did. I couldn't be more horrified. I mean yes I understand the context for the novel, but seriously. They could've done it together, they could have made it. But they were shaped by their society and this lead to danger. It was dangerous long before the end however. But they had the fly in your face attitude. Which was cool. But they seemed to need to prove they were men to each other. Which proved dangerous, and deadly. Hmm, fucking crazy french.

OH EM EFF GEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUEALS

Mon, 16 Oct 2006 23:37:45 GMT

Has anyone else heard the Scissors Sisters new single!? HOLY BEND ME OVER AND FUCK ME SILLY!! It is so amazing. Like words don't even. Well I'm sure I could find some amazing words that would properly or rather closely describe it. And the music video!!!!!!!! Holy Sweet Jesus of Mexican Vacations!!!!!!!!!!! I love it possibly more than I love cock and if you really know me you know that Eric loving something more than cock takes AAAAAA LLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT of love. Holy mother of pearl I think I might have to shit myself out of sheer excitement. This is sooooooo FABULOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ANd did I mention how much I want RAPE/FUCK/MOLEST/TOUCH INAPPROPRIATELY/SEXUALLY ABUSE/LICK/KISS/FUCK/BLOW/SUCK/TOUCH/MOLEST/FEEL UP the lead singer? Hellz yes I really just want to touch his crotch. Just a little bit. Well a lot. I want to touch it a lot. And for a long time. And his eyes. I think I might explode with the need. Damn him for been so sexually attractive. Fucker.....

Promotion

Wed, 06 Sep 2006 22:28:46 GMT

So like I was all worried about who would replace Carol and if they would be good enough. I was so worried about some outside replacement that it didn't hit me, until Bev and Richard were asking me if I wanted Carol's job, that I had ALL of Carol's skills. Of course I had that little nagging voice inside asking why they just didn't pick me, but I just pushed it aside. But oh my god I'm soooo happy. Now I don't have to search far and wide for a new retail job. Oh YES!!!! This is so awesome. And now I'll be able to pay for the new rent we have and JUST YES!!!!!!!!!

This is so awesome. First promotion EVER. GOOD JOB SELF!!!!

Sat, 19 Aug 2006 18:10:26 GMT

I'm bringing sexy back. Well Justin where did your sexy go? Huh? Where'd it go?? Well apparently it got blown up in that hotel you were staying at. Seriously WTF is with that? What does exploding hotewl rooms have to do withJustin trying to get laid? I seem to be missing the point. Though I do love the lines "Dirty babe, you see theseshackles, I'm your slave. I'll let you whop me if I misbehave. It's just that no one makes me feel this way." That's me favourte line.

And is it just me or does someone need to enroll Sean Paul into english lessons? I think a good couple years of english with take care of that problematic blabber that comes out of his mouth. Yes indeed.

OMFG! DAMN PROVS!!!

Fri, 05 May 2006 05:37:34 GMT

So today while I wait patiently for Mira to finish in the tattoo parlour I bought myself a newspaper, the Calgary Herald to be exact. What I found in it was horrible. I wonderful man, who is an Albertan MLA, named Ted Morton is putting forth a bill, Private Member's Bill 208 - the Protection of Fundamental Freedoms (Marriage) Statutes Amendment Act. In case you're wondering this bill would allow teachers to opt out of teaching "gay" material. It also would make it required for parents of students to be notified when "gay" material is going to be taught in their child's classes, thus allowing them tje option of removing their child from said classes. Further more it would also allow clergy and marriage commissioners to refuse to perform same-sex unions.

Now there has been some grief over this already and it is expected that the bill will be "watered down" or fail completely. It has already passed it's second reading and will go for another go on Monday. Though it will probably come be cut completely down to a bill forbidding sanctions against people expressing their opinions for or against same-sex marriage. Which is okay as long as we recognize the difference between hate-mongering and expressing your opinion.

Anyways I feel that Mr. Morton's original bill is totally dumb. D-U-M-B. First of all teacher's have no values or opinions whilst working as they are paid to teach information to their students in the most un-baised way possible. So if they are told to teach "gay" material they teach it with a straight face, even if God whispers to them at night saying "fags are bad." Secondly giving parents the option of taking their children out of classes where their children will come into contact with "gay" material is absolutely retarded. If this were to happen homophobic parents would keep their children out of said classes and instill them with THEIR homophobia. Teaching about homosexuality in the classroom is a good way to DETER discrimination against homosexual people. Allow parents to remove their child from this education creates an atmoshpere in which hate will breed. Third, clergy have a CONSTITUTIONAL right to not preform same-sex unions if their church doesn't permit it. I do believe the Chater of Rights and Freedoms allows for religious freedom. Fourthly, and I will quote the Herald's quote from MLA Dave Taylor, "allowing marriage commissioners to opt out of officiating over gay marriages is tantamount to slacking. You do the work you're hired for. If you can't, 'to quote so many free enterprisers: Find another job.'"

Anyways that's me destroying Ted Morton's little vision. Sorry Ted. NOT!! And of course our own wonderfully resplendid Bishop Fred Henry had something to say about this. He was disappointed the provincial government didn't give Ted Morton's bill it's support. Did you notice the whole "Private member's bill 208" thing, yeah that's what happens when your party doesn't support it. And in the case of Ted Morton this means the Conservatives, the leaders of Alberta. Says something when our own party won't help you. Well at least the government recognizes controversy when it sees it, to quote the Herald again "..several MLAs..indelicately claim it fires up rabid anti-gay agitators who confuse human prejudice with the will of God." But of course Bishop Henry is displeased "'I thought that...(Klein) would be foremost in promoting this. I was rather surprised it wasn't part of the government agenda.'" How sad, did we miss the whole confusing human prejudice with the will of God part Fred? Apparently. Do us a favour Bishop Henry. Catch AIDS and die. Thanks.

Sat, 01 Oct 2005 22:18:24 GMT

I wonder if it's too much to ask? I think it is. We're all just a bunch of greedy fucking bastards. How could we possibly do anything like that? It requires to much of us. Never in my whole life have I been this ashamed to be human. I just feel like dying. Dealing with my own species is too fucking depressing. I saw Blu just today, he's always so happy so loving.

Is it to much to ask?

Too much to love?

Mon, 08 Aug 2005 19:33:42 GMT

So this weekend was fun...I guess. Had to bug Lawrence out of bed on Saturday morning though. But I did go to the Stamps game on Staurady night. It was fun. I love watching football. I think if I pay attention to a few more games I'll start to understand it. YAY!! Well after the football game, which btw the Stamps won (30-21 against Winnipeg), we went to my Uncle Kieth's house for a little get together. It was like the whole Hickie side of the family, almost, since my Uncle Colin wasn't there. *shakesfist* He should come and visit us in Calgary. I'm sure the weather's better here than in London. But anyways it was fun nonetheless. WE had this really, really awesome pie. OMG! it was soooooo good, I think it was raspberry custard or something to that effect. And we played Cranium. Oh how I love playing Cranium. It's just sooo fun and plus Uncle Kieth, Evan and I kicked everyone's ass! That's right I am the Cranium MASTER!!!!! And then as we were prolonging our exit from the gathering my brother reminded my Auntie Diane that I STILL had her books that I borrowed like seven years ago. And the thing is I still have them! Though tey kind of fell apart when I was reading them so I was afraid to give them back. You see my Auntie Diane is like me when it comes to books, so I was afraid. Though if she still remembers and hold s it against me I should probably return them and apologize. But whatever, the books are at my mom's house.

And then comes Sunday. Yay! My and my dad did all our laundry, all four emmense mounds of it at some laundromat. But it's done and I have clothes to wear again. YAY!!! After that me and dad chilled at home playing computer games I was playing Diablo and he was playing Battlefield 1942. Still no internet. We tried though. But my dad couldn't find the discs and fucking Telus is on strike so we can't get anything from them. Le sigh. At four o'clock we went to Don's house for a BBQ. It was nice, full of laughs. I met Karen's son Zack, he's so like me it's scary. But of ourse mutual shy-ness prevented any real connection. Oh well Not to much of a loss, not like I see him all the time. After that we bowed out and went home. I watched Gladiator and Dad went to bed. He's gone for another week. Le sigh. Lawrence phoned but I think he ended but a little pissed off at me. Le grande sigh.

And still no hope on the job front. I have to phone Roger's today because if I don' I know I'll be hounded by fifty different people over it. I think I'm going to have to stop being picky. I'm probably going to have to settle for some restaurant. YAY!! Oh and I was soo happily informed that most times job hunting and getting jobs in general relies on who you know. You have to have connections. Yay.....I should just kill my self now. I'm NEVER going to have connections. And I really don't know anyone WITH connections. Well I do but not like there a help to me really. Le grande sigh - times 2.

Thu, 23 Jun 2005 17:01:42 GMT

Alarm went off at six, almost went catatonic. Picked up thw Witching Hour, slowly, it took forever to open it and read the first few words on the page I was at. I did it though and then BAM! I was awake. I read till 6:50am then I got up and dressed (no shower b/c my parents are hxc into the water conserving). Then had four pieces o toast with strawberry cream cheese for breakfast. Went to school at 7:18am. Slowly, ever so slowly tried to study. Got through reviewing of unit 4, at least I can do that. Alex came. Starting rushing through Units 2 and 3. Trying desperately to cram in enough knowledge to pass. I didn't study that much last night. Tried working on the review problems in the Notes and Problems book. Thats probably the only reason I can feel the least bit confident about attempting any of the momentum/conservation of energy problems. Went and worte Part A of Physics. Nearly died of relief b/c the questions weren't hard at all, a little tricky, but not hard. Finished exam with ten minutes to spare. ended up waiting 15 b/c Pru needed to get his poop in a group. Went for lunch at Wendy's, tried to buy 2 burgers and a drink, not enough money. Got 1 burger and a drink (ice tea no ice <- Lawrence's fault). It was a good lunch. I have to take my allergy pill after 11am but before I write Part B of Physics. I just know that, like Chem, Part B will be absolutely brutal. Lawrence is suppose to come to school but I don't know when. I'm going scooter home b/c my scooter has been sitting in my locker for like two weeks waiting for the triumphant scoot home! It'll be so amazing. Maybe I can get Lawrence to come home with my and share my shot of gin (it tastes really nasty so I don't think I can do one whole shot). And then maybe we can have celebratory sex. Shit, shit. Can't do that till the 28th. Damn Social exam, well Lawrence's not mine.

Sat, 04 Jun 2005 18:29:45 GMT

Okay I just fucking remembered from monday night when I stumbled upstiars drunk to ask Mira's parents for the other bottle of Pepsi....

Oh god I had a good laugh over that one...

Thu, 02 Jun 2005 19:13:16 GMT

Ok so like I haven't updated in a while but that's okay. Monday was Grad. It was fucking awesome!! My and Miche got soooo drunk it wasn't even funny. Though I was still drunk the next morning it was all good. Monday night was SO FUN!! I cannot stress this enough!! LOL!!

Anyways nothing else new to chit chat and inform you of. Because well my life is boring.

<3's y'all. Peace.

Sun, 22 May 2005 23:58:28 GMT

Watch your parents, they're tricky. They'll get you to agree to all their rules by stating that you won't have a home should you break the said rules.

Every tricky aren't they?

Sat, 21 May 2005 22:33:59 GMT

Major fight with parents

Ran away.

To Lincoln's house.

Stayed the night. At home now but I'm still afraid my step dad might end up wacking me good.

They want to talk to me.

So guess what that means! Dictatorship here we come.

Can't wait to move out.

You know when.....

Sun, 17 Apr 2005 01:26:32 GMT

You know you've hit rock bottom when your jealous of your 14 yr. old sister. The only thing that could bring me lower would be Taylor.

Yay.....

Sat, 16 Apr 2005 23:21:17 GMT

So like today I was just sitting in my room and then my brother comes down and is all like "There's someone at the door for you." And of course I believe him so I go upstairs and there's no one there and my brother was just laughing and running into my room to piss me off. I was so upset I had a total flip out. My brother was so scared that he didn't bother me for the rest of the day. But he really didn't know how much his little trick hurt me. But then again who would come to get me from my house.

My uncle gave my mom the Killer's tickets to give to me. But she's being a total cow today so she's not giving them to me, because she's not sure I deserve them. Le sigh. I think I might cry.

<3's y'all. Peace.

Sun, 23 Jan 2005 06:35:33 GMT

You think there is no possible way God smacks you in the face and says here. And then of course you end up with like the ten feats of Heracules to complete. THANK YOU LORD IN HEAVEN FRO PILING THIS NO ME WHEN I LEAST EXPECTED IT!

Serenissima

Thu, 06 Jan 2005 04:45:31 GMT

take me away to my Serenissima
fly me on cold white winds
sail me on crystal green waters
show me jungles and mountains
take me to countries fallen
hide me amongst the ruins
show mw mercy and show me dreams
give me wings and give me breath
hiding from fate
hiding from fate
show me the road of golden streaks
speed me through swaying grass
and sighing trees
swing me in gentle spring sunlight
wrap me in serene winter glory
feel the raindrop hit my cheek
show me wonders and wheat
take me through time
take me through thought
hide me from fate
hide me from fate
give me soft twinkling of stars
give me harsh glare of sand
let the serpent bite
let the horse run it's course
bring me to the land of giants
set me upon elephants backs
strip me down
wash my sins
nuture my flaws
show me destiny
show me destiny
show me moonlight and sunlight
hear the whispers of dark
embrace the pulse
run me down
kiss my face
let the snow whirl about me
hiding from fate
hiding from fate
take me away to my Serenissima

hoorah

Wed, 22 Dec 2004 08:04:42 GMT

http://edition.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/americas/12/21/canada.marriage.ap/index.html

Sat, 04 Dec 2004 07:53:24 GMT

So my parents won a digital camera but they had to go to this meeting thing to get it and when they got there it was a buy our product and you get a free gift meeting. So my parents declined ever though they were supposed to be guarnteed the camera anyways.

So that sucks. I was sooooo looking forward to finally having a digital camera. But alas my dreams were shattered. I was emmensely(sp?) looking forward to being able to take pictures regularly all time. But no.

Today I got to play X-men Legends (a game for PS2). It was uber fun. I loved it. It makes me want to buy a PS2, though I want an X-box more. But it's really late and I have to work tomorrow so I should probably stop.

<3's y'all. Peace

Just Can't Effing Win Can I?

Mon, 15 Nov 2004 05:42:45 GMT

Take the risk. Live life to it's fullest. I'm haunted eternally by those words. They're always there lurking in the back of my mind ready to spring forward and make me cry. See the thing is they're like demanding parents who dream for me. They always want me to try harder and better to fulfill they're dreams. But unlike idiot parents I want to make these word's dreams come true I want it not only for them but for myself as well. But try as I might I can't do it. I try and try which is hard because I have a shy nature. And then when I do try and cry "YAY!" and dance and feel fulfilled it suddenly comes crashing down like a broken light fixture. It even fucking cuts me. Even now I feel my metaphorical blood flowing down my scalp. It like nothing I do can work. Try to make friends and get cut down. I just can't do it. I'll never be able to do it. Maybe I should just lie on the floor and bleed to death...

WORRYING

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 03:35:03 GMT

To steal what last vestiges of humanity we see them with. That is racism and we do it because we're afraid. it's the same with homosexuality. The point is quickly approaching that I must face the super harse reality of life. Sooner or later the vice which the filthy "price" homosexuals must to the heterosexuals pay will close upon this frail and innocent body. I am disgusted by the heteros absolutly disgusted.

But finally alas I see how people could commit the horrendous crime of racism, of homophobia. I finally see the truth, the dark depraved truth that lies inside every single fucking human being. Higher intelligence!? HA! What a joke. If every human around the globe just uped and committed suicide we'd be doing ourselves the biggest favour we could. And I'm sure in whatever fucking afterlife gets preached to you - even though religion is the biggest laugh in the face of the truth - that Mother Fucking Nature herself will be standing at the fucking gates to heaven along side God and/or the Gods to thank us personally for saving not only her but the rest of the fucking universe from the unstable savage bastardly PLAGUE that is humanity.

If you want God's Mercy, kill yourself.

Oh dear

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 01:45:12 GMT

So I had Dance Committee today and we had to to budget, which oddly was fun. But yeah then we were all like what about thew DJ? Because last meeting we agreed that the DJ like sucked and that we wanted another one. But they said the teachers wanted to keep Westracks so Palvi and Megan were like make a list of songs that we could compile into a playlist for the DJ. So ya I'm at a total loss. I don't know what kind of songs I should put on the list. Well I do - Dance, Techno, Trance, Hardcore, etc. But like songs? Names of techno songs? OH DEAR!!!

sigh

Wed, 28 Jul 2004 02:42:49 GMT

So I went out for dinner with my Aunt and Uncle. Then I went and ran their dogs with my Uncle. Then he drove me home and we played a bit of cards. And there was really no point putting in this entery, but I did anyways.

I'm listening to Wonderwall by Oasis. It's such a great song. It really speaks to me. I really don't know why....

ADVICE

Tue, 27 Jul 2004 16:45:11 GMT

Found this in a community called The real gay boys....

ADVICE FOR RECENT ARRIVALS
Dos & Don'ts & More Don'ts for Gay Boy Refugees
by Nate Lippens

So you made it out of that backwater town in one piece. Now comes the hard part--acclimating to a new place and living an openly gay life. Soon enough you will discover which bars cater to your distorted physical ideals, that meth is very bad, and that a deep tan is ugly and pre-cancerous--but what about the other stuff? Here's a cheat sheet to save you some time and trouble.

1. You are not a strong black woman. You never will be.

2. I know it was terrible being the fag in your school/small town/own mind, but don't introduce yourself to people with this information. Being gay is, and should be, the least interesting thing about you.

3. If your mother is the greatest woman who ever lived, keep it to yourself. The holiday orphans don't want to hear it. On the flip side, your family will always be a part of you even if you never speak to them again, but try not to spend your life in reaction to them.

4. Rainbow flags, bumper stickers, and wind socks are no different than Green Bay Packers fans painting their faces green and gold: a complete embarrassment. Pride can be as ugly and warping as shame.

5. Gay life can be empty and depressing, but bitching about it outside the confines of a few close friends will get you tagged as bitter. Yes, the gay mainstream is alienating with its cookie-cutter bars, bad dance music, and Queer as Folk. It's enough to make you turn straight. But electroshock doesn't work and Jesus is a sci-fi character.

6. Don't fraternize with people who haven't come out.

7. Your masculinity has most likely been called into question. Anything you do in reaction to it will be a failure. Don't try to prove or disprove anything.

8. There is a difference between being effeminate and being a queen. Being effeminate is just that--being. Being a queen is an affectation. I can't throw a ball, but I don't call anyone "girl," even female children.

9. Avoid she-bonics: referring to each other as Girl, She, and Her. "What's her problem?" That you are an idiot. This includes: Bitchslap, Girlfriend, Shit pussy, Mangina.

10. Don't be a misogynist asshole. Leave the tuna jokes back in your small town with your usage of Jew as a verb. If it weren't for lesbians and feminism, we'd still be sucking cock in truck-stop restrooms. I mean exclusively.

11. I've never been to a bathhouse. No, really. So I can't advise you on it but I do know they are basically a petri dish of STDs. If you are okay with HIV, herpes, gonorrhea, syphilis, and other STDs, by all means fuck your brains out.

12. Do not have black-and-white photos ? la Bruce Weber taken of you and your beloved. And if you must, then don't hang them up as "art" in your home.

13. Don't kiss and tell. Or fuck, suck, rim, or fist and tell. Think of your bedroom like Vegas: What happens there stays there. It will keep you from gossiping, which is the true heart of darkness, and will create a sense of mystery. Besides the cruelty of nicknaming someone Princess Tiny Meat (it would make a wonderful DJ name though), it isn't good karma. And what modestly endowed dude who sucks a mean cock is going to want to go home with you after that?

14. Bros before hos. I learned this the hard way: Do not sleep with a friend's ex-boyfriend. Ever. Even if they say they don't care, they do.

15. You are 200 times more likely to be an alcoholic than your straight counterparts.

16. Beauty fades. Develop some inner resources, otherwise when it goes, those of us with less far to fall will laugh at you. To your aging face.

17. Men, like lotto tickets, should not be had every day. The odds are the same.

18. Romantic friendships will end up being neither.

19. Cultivate friendships with straight men. "But we have nothing in common," you say? Bullshit. You are men. Many straight men are in fact softer and sweeter than their faggoty brothers.

20. Make friends with at least one dyke, you silly faggot. When the shit goes down--for instance your mother dies--fags will drop you in an instant if you aren't fun. Dykes will come to your house with food.

21. Don't make friendships based solely around how outrageous you are. It's a shitty kind of attention.

22. Don't refer to anyone as a fag hag. It's rude. Also don't hang out with fag hags.

23. Don't date people who have scars that are older than you.

24. After all of that, you are still not a strong black woman.

Change of Location

Tue, 27 Jul 2004 16:19:01 GMT

So after the wonderful fight with my Mother I have moved to my Grandmothers house. I'll probably be here until Friday and thus will not see anybody at all this week.

Anyways...I really can't believe my mother would actually try to dictate to me who and who not I can have for friends. She made a HUGE mistake and since she's not stupid she knew she made a HUGE mistake so she tried to pass it off as a joke. And as I told her before: "Don't Feed Me Bullshit, I'm Not Retarded." And of course I'm more in trouble for saying "Fuck" in front of my mother than anything. So when my stepdad comes down to yell at my he's all like: "Are you fucking dumb!? You don't use that fucking kind of language in front of your mother. Do you want me to fucking bash your head in!?" And of course my mother was standing right there. Fucking hypocrit. There's only one thing I hate more than hypocrits: Gay bashers. Oh and Adam. But thats another retarded story for another retarded time. And ladies and gentlemen the word of the day seems to be "Retarded." I'll probably try to phone some one today so watch out. But don't just wait for me because nothing's for sure.

But anyways....last week of summer school for some people. Have fun. Oh ya everybody have fun at the photo shoot tonight. It should be amazing. GO TALI & NES!!!!

Anyways <3's y'all. Peace.