| Holy Cow ... |
[Thursday
01/26/06 @ 11:40am] |
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Look at this new funky crazy mother-fucking layout!
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| i had a bad day again ... |
[Wednesday
11/02/05 @ 8:25pm] |
i was bored and made a quiz for kyle:
I made a Quiz for you! Take my Quiz! and then Check out the Scoreboard!
wtf. it had better work or i'm going to shit in my pants.
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| i like snow ... |
[Thursday
09/29/05 @ 2:25pm] |
i told you it could snow today sandra!!!
who cares if it's only september! jon says it did! i win. tee hee hee ... i like snow. minus the coldness.
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| a miracle will happen tonight ... |
[Monday
09/19/05 @ 12:32pm] |
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music |
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Lit - Over My Head |
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"as we grow up, we learn that even the one person that was not supposed to ever let you down probably will. you will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. you will break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. you will fight with your best friend. you will blame a new love for things an old one did. you will cry because time is passing too fast, and you will eventually lose someone you love. so take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you have never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you will never get back."
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| when i spin that vinyl ... |
[Wednesday
09/14/05 @ 8:56am] |
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music |
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Gord Bamford - All About Her |
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i feel like being productive today.
one problem.
i'm tired.
i think i'll be somewhat productive, have a nap, then finish off my day by being productive.
ya, thats a good plan. or maybe i should nap first ... n then do work.
man, life is tough.
i should go shopping.
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| are you poser, punk, prep ... |
[Thursday
09/08/05 @ 2:26pm] |
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music |
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Our Lady Peace - Whatever |
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i didn't need an online quiz to tell me this:
( YOURSELF! )
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| i got rib fucked earlier than i thought ... |
[Saturday
09/03/05 @ 3:43pm] |
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( Photo... )
so maybe i did go with steph, jamie, n sandra. no biggy. its all good. it is right? i should stick a funky monkey face on my body.
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| am i more than you bargained for yet ... |
[Saturday
09/03/05 @ 3:38pm] |
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1. Go here.
2. Pass it on.
( my answers )
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[Friday
08/26/05 @ 1:13pm] |
i wish that rob would surprise me.
i yearn, i yearn, lol!
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| hit the road jack ... |
[Thursday
08/18/05 @ 8:58am] |
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this morning, as i was walking from the chinese united church parking lot to the credit union, i was walking in a cold, dark alley.
just as i'm nearing the entrance ...
BAM!
pierre stepped out, saw me, then did a 180 turn back to where he came from.
he's so obviously avoiding me.
THANK GOD!
it's disturbing how he sits outside and smokes his cigar at the end of the day n watches me walk to my car.
i don't think that i have ever had the heebie jeebies this bad.
i can't wait to be done working here.
NEW NEWS: now all i can think about is old french dick n dangly balls surrounded in a mass of stinky grey pubic hair. ew.
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| a healthy burst of ramblings ... |
[Monday
08/08/05 @ 1:05pm] |
i nearly drowned last night. it was funny.
momentarily.
steve n thurler threw me into my pool, clothes n all.
i ended up dragging myself out with my capris sticking to my legs and i looked naked.
my green thong was VERY visible.
not to mention my cold body which was clearly demonstrated by my boobs.
even more exciting, i got to stand outside till they left and i could strip because i wasn't allowed in the house soaking wet.
my mom had a conniption fit. thurler came to the back sliding door n asked if he could swim, n my mom said sure n went to go get him a towel. then, as she stated "two sluts stripped n jumped in my fucking pool as if they fucking lived here!"
i giggled because it was cheryl, n i think courtney.
supposedly i've met her before, cuz she remembers me.
the only thing that gave her away was the fact that shawn had once told me that steve was seeing some courtney girl who had a face that made her look like she was 30 years old.
funnily enough, thurler was in his tight boxer briefs that had a hole in the ass. i have the picture of him stripping them off burned into my mind now.
not that i meant to look. there simply wasn't enough forewarning.
since none of my friends read this, obviously since they have "better things to do", or have no intention to leave any comments on my life, even though they make no effort to be a part of it, [i just figured a lil extra involvement would be nice], i have a few things to say.
sandra got a tattoo. very surprising because she can barely get a piercing. she seems to have easily changed her mind because i remember asking her if she would get one, especially if i went, n she didn't. but i guess if it's you birthday it makes a world of difference. daring.
so i've decided. i'm going to get mine with jess. n not tell anybody but her. no one else seems to support the idea that i want to get a new one, n if they don't care, they have a problem with where i want to get it.
typical.
i don't care if i regret it when im 40. i even doubt i would.
besides, i doubt i'll live that long.
i'll prolly manage to kill myself in disappointment before then. my mid-life crisis is going to be a fucking blast.
i went to my apartment in ottawa n found a note from an old friend on the hood of my car. somebody obviously still cares n wants to see me. oddly, enough ppl have stuff to say about him too. i don't think one of my friends would say something nice about him.
"danielle, he's dirty."
"danielle, he's a coke head."
"danielle, he's a pervert."
well, you know what? at this point i don't care. at least he makes an effort to want to see me. he's only ever been sweet to me. he's never made me feel uncomfortable.
it's lunchtime. im done.
i really dont know what else to say.
except sorry for rambling Rambler. you know you love it. i am a woman afterall ... it's in my nature to bitch.
i don't think i've eaten one healthy thing today. breakfast = chocolate chip cookies lunch = fritos and the remainder of my chocolate chip cookies with a gulp of sprite.
at my rate, i think i would have to weigh 115 or 120 to fit into my old pants. since i'm all fat n no muscle. then again, maybe if i ate healthy i wouldn't have to bitch about being all fat at all. i think i enjoy bitching n eating too much. n why the fuck isn't my schedule posted!!!
mother of murphy.
i've tried calling ashley 3 times now. but she's always out with shawn. some ppl have all the fun. i'm sick of people. i think i'm annoyed with every last one of my friends right now. and if they don't know why, they are allowed to ask me and i'm sure i'll have a reason. or 20 reasons.
how am i sposed to be mad?
they're my friends and they mean everything to me.
even though i don't mean that much to them.
my angry, impatient side wants to yell at them and hurt them for hurting me whether they meant to or not.
i'm not going to name names because it's pointless.
it's everyone.
but its not.
its me.
how could everyone possibly be wrong? well, i may be wrong, but i can't help how i feel. n thats' how i feel.
and why the fuck can't i win a 50" LCD tv from coke. i drink enough of the shit.
and why is it nice fer everyone else that the air conditioning to be on, but im fucking freezing?
and why did holly find it appropriate to laugh at my drunken dancing?
and why don't i have a phone yet for my apartment?
and why the fuck am i excited to get back to school? just so i can have more things annoy me.
why the hell do i get annoyed at so much?
my standards are obviously too high. n i just don't want to lower them.
the world is out to get me.
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