og_cranberry

happy new year

Thu, 03 Jan 2008 03:40:25 GMT

I went to my favourite Japanese restaurant with my mom for lunch today. After I finished the teriyaki in my lunch box I was completely stuffed, and I could also feel the onset of a runny nose in the depths of my nasal cavities. I'm still sick. I need to go blow my nose, I said to my mom. She nodded and I left.

I noticed the state my bangs were in underneath my toque (it was the kind of mirror that's visible as you walk in), and I like to take my time in bathrooms you know, so I started trying to brush it aside and make myself not look, well, insane. I gave up on that after a minute and started walking over to the toilet paper dispenser. As I started blowing my eyes thoughtlessly meandered toward the toilet. It's not like I was thinking, I would really like to look at the toilet, it was just there resting beside the toilet paper, with its searing whiteness like the rest of the room and its gaping hole so expectant.

Well that's just too bad for me. Too bad.

Because the toilet wasn't empty.

Someone had taken a FAT SHIT and proudly left it stagnant in its murky waters for the next woman to enjoy.

"Holy shit." My eyes snapped shut and I saw turds spinning in front of me. "You've got to be FUCKING kidding me."

I opened my eyes and the twin logs were still there, lolling in the porcelain bowl as if to say Nope, no keeding! :)

By this point my flight instincts had kicked into full gear and my body was screaming at me to get the fuck out ASAP. My stomach violently turning, I gathered my thoughts long enough to consider picking up where this person had failed so fucking miserably and flushing their abomination away. I made my way beside the toilet and pushed the knob down with a small mound of toilet paper.

The sound of the crashing waters of a toilet flush had never been so resplendent.

In a stupor I watched small particles erupt and skate the surface of the water before they got sucked down into Surrey's sewage system. It was over. I scrubbed my hands with scalding hot water and finally got out. Somehow I made it back to our table.

Is something wrong?
Oh nothing, just someone took a huge shit in the bathroom and didn't flush, is all.
Oh my.
The server came back with a receipt for my mom and we got up.

Happy new year, the owner smiled at us from the bar.
Happy new year, many blessings! I bowed, and walked away.

fucking hell

Thu, 13 Dec 2007 03:42:46 GMT

Google Toolbar/Firefox decided to update itself and I have now lost all my bookmarks. It also decided to 'update' every time I opened it and it took me 3 reinstallations for this shit to fix itself.

I don't know what to do with my hair anymore. It makes me more and more angry every time I see it. Fuck.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/gigli12/pissed.jpg

Sweeeeeet.

Oh yeah. Don't ever buy Benefit mascara.

edit - The expression on my face in that picture is pure gold, only because it's genuine

blah

Tue, 11 Dec 2007 09:47:38 GMT

I got my hair cut today. Basically asked for a trim and ended up getting a good 70% of my hair mowed off. Man I had a LOT of hair. I absolutely hate it but everyone else keeps telling me it looks nice. Maybe it'll look more normal after I wash it and restyle it the way I want. Meh...hairdressers. I keep telling myself it's just hair after all. I didn't care when she was hacking (literally, hacking...with one of those razor things) giant handfuls of my hair off because I'm usually not one to get attached to my hair...I get this kind of weird satisfaction when I feel it getting all cut away, too. Is that just me?

It's really starting to freeze outside. Maybe now that I'm home I'll be able to see a proper snowfall, not like the weepy two hour long flurries we've been getting in Victoria.
I don't know if it's the chill but I'm feeling kind of lonely these days.

Going to see the new house tomorrow to check for defects and stuff. Can't believe this will be our last Christmas in this house. I don't want to leave...

almost home

Sat, 08 Dec 2007 10:06:19 GMT

Well, I've finally got that English final done and over with. There was a half hour period where I was just stumped with the essays I had to write but eventually I pulled my shit together and came up with some kind of thesis for them, thank God. English exams always make me so uneasy. Not nervous, I just get kind of an agitated 'aagh I just want to get this shit over with' feeling because I can't exactly study how to write an essay and I don't know if I'll be able to come up with a decent argument or even finish writing in the amount of time allotted, etc. Actually maybe that is nervousness...

The more I think about it, the more I'm starting to believe I'm not cut out to be a teacher, especially at a high school. I feel like dealing with all the shit that comes with high school students for the rest of my life is going to make me a fucking miserable bitch. I don't know what else to do with my life though. Uuuuugh. Jesus halp me out plz.

Hmm so my Norton Antivirus decided to be retarded and stop working properly a couple days ago. It said it needed to be removed and reinstalled, so I tried doing that and found out my order number apparently doesn't exist anymore. I even tried the chatline thing with tech support and the guy was a useless idiot with terrible grammar. Now I have to call them and make them figure this shit out. I just paid for a new subscription in September, if they don't let me get it back I will be super fucking pissed.

We had a bake night on Tuesday, with it being last day of classes and all. By the end of it I was feeling sick to my stomach from the smell of the gingerbread...(I also suspect I may have had too much rum :I). We listened to Sufjan's Christmas albums and had a merry old time. I made some pretty damn good Christmas tree cookies. Will made some fugly ass creations, they were the baked equivalent of Frankenstein's monster, don't think anybody's going to go near those...we basically decorated billions of cookies for like 3 hours. Too bad we have to give the pretty ones to the neighburritos...

Blythe's mix tape party is tomorrow. I need to start making those cds. Victoria better get ready for some Nik og Jay goodness.

triumph

Sun, 02 Dec 2007 21:42:46 GMT

"Alreet everyone!

Just got a message from Jonas who has told us not to bid on the item - he says it's just the album cuts before they were mastered and just sound a bit murkier, and in any case he doesn't want us feeding some greedy twat on eBay.

He's gonna have a look around and if he can find it, he's gonna send us the CD so it can be shared.

So NOOO thoughts of reckless eBay in the meantime, y'hear??

Love ya icons!

Ally"

Bwahahahahaha. What a cunt that guy is. I am so happy right now. Bless you Jonas and Ally for making my day as soon as I wake up.

uh oh

Sun, 02 Dec 2007 15:07:28 GMT

It's 6:32 am.
Whyyyy do I do this to myself.

So once again I found myself pulling an all nighter Thursday to get all my shit done for school. Had to leave my paper in my instructor's mailbox, will get a letter grade deducted since I don't have a doctor's note but really couldn't fucking care less. Friday night us girls got together (except Sarah who was celebrating her two years with Tim) and ordered pizza and drank us some champagne. "This is just like The Hills!!" - Heather, too bad neither me nor Ashley are interested in that show in the least. Hahaha oh yeah and apparently CARL was at the liquor store when Ashley went to pick up the champagne, he held the door open for her. And he came to Planet Organic today when she was working, with his girlfriend unfortunately. This is crazay. Two Carl sightings down the road from us within two days. You know what that means...he must live somewhere nearby. Not that this matters, I'm actually not even interested in him or anything, he's just nice to look at while I get bored out of my skull in psych.

It snowed today in Victoria. I got a text from my brother this morning saying "IT'S SNOWING LIKE MAD" when I woke up at 10:30, so I looked out my window, and what do you know, there is snow on the ground. That put me in a good mood so I decided to get myself out of bed. Unfortunately the internet wasn't working (and didn't until at least 6:30 pm) and nobody was home. I threw on Live in Copenhagen and turned it up super loud and yelled along super loud too. I was hoping to annoy the girls upstairs. The least I could do, the way they fucking behave. I hope they get evicted.

I can't believe it's December. It feels like I was just at Juan de Fuca with everyone. How did this happen. I turn 20 in two and a half months. That seems like such an awkward age to be, for me anyway.

Oh, and I am also fucking livid over the eBay thing on Mewsite. Someone is selling early mixes of Kites tracks and a bunch of us at the forums were making a pool to buy it at the price of 85 quids. Well it seems the fucking lowlife who is the seller has been reading the thread about it and has now raised the price to £110. As if 85 wasn't outrageous enough. Way to go, jackfuck. We aren't fucking morons and you're not ripping that kind of money from us. I HOPE SANTA TAKES A STEAMING DUMP IN YOUR STOCKING THIS YEAR, ASSHOLE.

Is it too late for bed now? Probably.

what a waste

Wed, 28 Nov 2007 10:15:15 GMT

When I think about it, most of my time is spent thinking about what I should be doing while doing nothing at all. And it sucks. It's worse because I'm so painfully aware of this fact, yet I still do nothing to change myself. There's so much potential energy, and I'm deliberately pouring it all down the drain. Then I have the guts to complain about it. Why?

hello

Sun, 25 Nov 2007 12:04:39 GMT

I have decided to make more of an attempt to put this LJ account of mine to use. How long this sudden desire to log my boring daily thoughts and activities will last, no one knows. ONLY TIME WILL TELL.

I just had the most disorganized mess of a week since I started living in Victoria. Out of my five days of class, I only went once. Monday wasn't my fault because I got to my English class only to find that it had been cancelled. Awesome. I decided I might as well go on an adventure downtown in search of Chapters (needed to buy Life of Pi for class), which was a good decision since I saw the most amazing thing ever in the bus terminal. It was more of a "you had to be there" moment though so I don't think I'll bother to elaborate.

Tuesday...I woke up from my alarm and just felt like doom. Really didn't want to or see the point in going to class, so I went back to sleep and pretended to be confused and disoriented when Ashley woke me up after she got home. I'm terrible.

Wednesday was a regular Wednesday.

Thursday I slept through my alarms and jolted awake from a bizarre dream right as class was starting. Commuting is a bitch and takes at least 45 minutes so I obviously couldn't go. I was pretty annoyed because we were supposed to have our thesis workshop that day and I really need help with mine. Whatever, I'll figure something out eventually.

Yesterday I did the same thing and woke up when my class was supposed to start. Art is 3 hours long so I easily could have gotten there halfway through class, but I hadn't even done my assignments and didn't really feel like staring at another Kinder-egg-sized penis for two hours so I went back to sleep. Which means I also missed Psych and Linguistics. Whatever. I vowed to attend every single class this coming week, so hopefully I'll get my life back on track. Can't really fucking believe there's only 7 days left of this semester.

Things are much better with Heather now, though Ashley and I have yet to have a talk with her. Which is stupid, we really should get on that...it's just so difficult and awkward to bring something like that up when things are 'normal' though. Linda and Nicole are coming to visit tomorrow, which will be uh...interesting to say the least.

Tim left Will and Britney together at Cadboro yesterday. Definitely not fucking happy about that. I need to stop caring about this but if they start dating I will lose my shit.

Oh yeah, I finally sucked it up and added Kim on Facebook. Last time I saw her was near the end of elementary school, probably. I still don't understand what happened between us, it's really bizarre talking to her now and trying to catch up on things. I was apprehensive about trying to contact her again was because I still feel like she cut me out on purpose. How did we go from being best friends to me finding out in high school from a mutual friend that it's been like 2 years since she moved to fucking Victoria? And the reason she couldn't let me know was because she thought I'd changed my number and she didn't know what it was? What the fuck? I never changed my number, and even if I had it wouldn't exactly have been difficult to look it up in the phone book if she really wanted to. I don't understand.

I don't know, maybe even if she hadn't moved away we would have drifted apart. I certainly have no idea what kind of person she is now, we've missed out on some of the most formative years of each other's lives. In any case, I'm glad we can stay in touch now by the miracle of the interwebs and see what each other is up to and all that shit. It's just fucking weird and sad for me is all.

THE END OF THE WORLD DRAWS NIGH

Wed, 18 Jul 2007 11:00:15 GMT

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