"I've said it before and I will say it again, whacking things about does really calm your nerves down."

yep, everything's in full nicolson swing.
and, like a true dimwit, i have just spilled nailpolish on my bed covers, and the pile of books on my floor. real smooth. but i am making a real artistic mess of that blanket on my bed. there are now two different kinds and colours of nailpolish on it.

on a more serious note, james and chantel have left the building. and last night was rather fabulous. (although i am sorry it was not also spent in the company of a certain thisisachance!) except for the part where i got home at four and it was light out. or the part where i woke up at nine with a splitting headache. but other then that, it was all around fabulous. molly picked me up and we popped in on james, chantel and the andrew man. then we visited josh...and helped him ready himself for a splendid time at divas. (MUWAHAHAHA lolololzzz) i must say...it was a good time. when he left, miss molly and i had a good talk, eating pop tarts, watching Stand By Me and drinking Hot 100. ouch.
then sean arrived, josh returned with some girlies and we were off. it was packed, cuz i guess it was Pride week. but i didnt run into as many people as usual. we met up with courtney. and at around last call, the fire bells began to ring. along with a spirited chorus of Filthy/Gorgeous and Kelly Clarkson's Walkaway it was all rather...charming.
anywho. so, it was a good time. and i'm looking forward to a nice evening with miss faiththerocker and my pa on dad day.
but i best be getting ready to head'er.
Happy Fathers Day, lovelies.
have a good one.

okay
so, basically, for everyone's own good, just don't ask me how work at Superstore is going. because i am a complainer, i like to complain. i will complain your ears off if you let me. so, for your sanity, please don't.

...kinda pumped about XMEN 3, am i the only one?
lovely night out with the ladies last night, btw! save for the appearance of taso...lol. although he was quite endearing and scrumptious. fabulous suggestion for Greek food, miss Suzy Q!

and i cannot hate pete doherty when he continues to look so very lovely and sweet...


and i LOVE this song
that is all.

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hello
well, it is indeed that time again; final exam time. which is why i am here, not studying, wasting time, goofing off and what not.
i took my english exam this morning. i wrote four pages of essay. well, two pages for each essay i had to write, but jeez louise. it took me over two hours to finish the mother. but it wasnt bad. i certainly hope it turns out that way.
what else has been going on? not much as a matter of fact. saw the golden globes. orlando was there. johnny was there. looking foxy as ever. natalie portman won, leo won. twas beautiful. i still dont own poses and i've made a decision to buy The Ultimate Kylie. i really like kylie minouge. don't ask. i just lover her. maybe its the accent. ^_^
alright, i have nothing to say. i'm kind of worried, though, about work and everything in between. i have to find someone to work on saturday as i'm taking chelsea's shift and i would HATE to have eric and the bevans to myself, again. GAH!
but i best be off seeing as i may have to work tonight and i have to study. cheers to history.
anyways, ciao.

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the rules:
1. pick 10 movies that are ones you enjoy
2. pick a line of dialogue that you like
3. as people guess the film, strike out the entry.

my quotes:

1. I am so fucked
2. no more little white gloves!
3. this is bullshit, i'm just gonna go home and kill myself, you wanna share a cab?

6. i pray, there is a heaven and that you would be an angel in it so that when i die, we can be together at last.
7. what did you do to her lucky charms?
8. boobs aren't gross, boobs are beautiful.
9. you dont have to beat me, michael, you just have to try and keep up
10. when a gay man has way too much fashion sense for one gender, he is a drag queen!

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greetings pals 'n gals
i am relatively bored right now and feeling kind of guilty. chantel offered to take my shift (to work at cal-fit this morning) and although i had no good reason not to work, i got her to take it. she told me she owed me one, and, i mean, i really wanted to sleep in and take a bath, which i did . . . but i feel bad. she had to get up early.
last night mom and i watched annie hall. she hit the ceiling when she realized it was on tv. we had just given up on a british film called Last Orders (with Michael Caine, Helen Mirren and Bob Hoskins) because we couldn't understand them that well and couldn't keep the characters straight; there were a lot of flashbacks and we got lost. anna and i went to the basement to watch Strike, and then mom starts screaming "Annie!!! Annie!!! Annie Hall!!" its her favourite movie, she saw it five times in theatres, five or six . . . its, like, 28 years old. anyways, i watched the entire thing with her, it was pretty bloody hilarious. and i love diane keaton. and woody allen. and carol kane was in it! shes adorable.
kristen called to tell me about her party thats happening tonight, and chantel called rather distressed because it appeared that dandy andy had ditched she and james to hang out with donna. so they picked me up and we rented a movie. we got back to her place and ate, then we started to watch Super Size Me. Josh wanted her to call him on his cell; he wanted to come over but chantel told him she'd need to ask me first. it was fine with me, but james protested. i can understand why he did, though, josh does have a way about him. we had a heavy discussion about it all. some things are still a little . . . yeah. nothing interesting to say.
so when josh came over we watched maury, trying to seperate the women from the drag queens and Some Like It Hot was on tv! I didn't know what it was, and i've never before seen a Marilyn Monroe film, but she is beautiful. and she was so adorable. and pee wee herman was on too!!! so many movies, so little time.
and i actually have not come up with an 'resolutions' as of yet. my new year turned out to be pretty shitty, so i've put it off. perhaps i simply wont do it; i almost forgot last year.
anyways, so i think i'm done. i'm off to do my hair. i have to get kristen a gift today, and i want my peter pan book.
so yes, thats it.
ciao, people.

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so whats up people?
i had an alright day today. janice, stacey, stef, rachael and i performed out olsen twin play and it went well. heck yes.
after school mom expressed a desire to shop, hoping to find a cheap graduation dress for me months and months in advance. we had no luck but got a fair bit of exercise and had a good time. i bought my faeryland calendar. yes. then we went to a and b so i could get poses and anna could get the shins. they had neither but i bought the Aviator soundtrack, because, well, it had rufus on it. and not just rufus, but his dad Loudon and his sister Martha! wonder of wonders! then we hung out at family video, waiting for the family pizza. i also bought the cotton club. i love that movie. its twenty years old, too! and i finished the great gatsby; its got a sad, sad ending. but i really enjoyed it.
oh yeah! i had a point to this. when we went to pick out the pizza, josh was working, go figure. i just thought i'd mention it as i feel i ought to for some reason. he wasn't a dick, either, he said hi. i'm not sure what i think about it. ho hum.
so, i'm done. i'm boring myself. but happy seventeenth birthday kristen!
and ciao, dahlings.

heylo
so, happy new year everyone. i apoligize with being a little late with this, but whatcha gonna do?
so, yes, i am no longer dating josh; i guess you could say i have 'joined the single crowd once again' but doesn't that sound just awful? i feel like a bad modern romance novel or something. pathetico. but, whatcha gonna do?
i don't wanna go into it because i'm in an alright mood at the moment. rufus is serenading me . . . yes.
i just worry about what exactly this means. i swear to God, i think its really stupid, though, i just got used to calling him 'my boyfriend'. and i wonder if it was a mistake to 'date' him in the first place.
i must say, if this has fucked things up for good, i will be most pissed.

anyways, yes, oh! monday was the most awful day. not only had josh and i just broken up, and not only was i having to return to school, but mr mcmurtry, my history teacher, passed away over the break. i started to cry in english. and i cried again in guitar class. i was most depressed.
so, yeah, and we had a 'power-outage' at school today. the lights went out and remained so for a significant length of time. we were all very ready to go home; teachers were scampering up and down the hall, saying the head haunchoes (however you spell it) were contacting the school board. they told us to wait fifteen minutes. voila! the lights went back on and zim, zam, bam, school was back!
i just wanted to kill someone. and then the vice principal got on the intercom all cocky and bullshit; he felt the need to tell us how very happy he was that the lights had come back on and how he knew we feel the same way. ever so assining!!!
anyways, that was my day. i didn't have to work. :D
so, yes, thats me for today. i think i'm done.
ciao, dahlings.

hey
i thought i'd shed some light upon my subject; really, i'm not dressed up at all. i did, in fact, have a shower today, put on makeup and actually shaved my legs, but the sweats and baggy Alberta Police Force shirt i put on this morning are still on. they're not particularly warm as a matter of fact. i only put a sweater on when the pizza delivery guy came by.
so this is the second day i've been lazing around in my pjs. i meant to go driving today but mom returned from Superstore in a bad mood and has barely left the darkness of her room since then. its all a bit disconcerting.
anna's going to the aviator on saturday. dad specifically told the both of us to see it together but she's going with her boy toy of course. i'll never find anyone to see it with me; rufus is in it! and of course leonardo and jude . . . and gweny gwen gwen.
all i did today, in fact, was watch movies. this is my life. and i have to work tomorrow, as it happens. at least i'll have a reason to get out of bed. although sleeping in til ten o'clock suits me just fine. in fact, i don't think i'll be returning to school, i think i'll hitch-hike to hollywood with five bucks in my pocket and make it big, like Madonna.
laura gave anna and i eight cds. we each took four and so far i haven't fully completed listening to any. rufus is on one though. and i really like Nellie McKay. she's hilarious, and she sings the funniest song, its called I Wanna Get Married. i practically peed my pants.
and you know what, i put in PofA today and, discovering that the Phelps twins (aka Fred and George Weasley) colour their hair (ginger, therefore fitting them for Weasley-ness), decided to find some harry and draco slash, it never fails to make me laugh. i didn't really look very hard. i couldn't find anything humourous or compelling, but i did fall upon some lotr slash. i don't know. i've pondered the sexual relations of hobbits, elves and the like, but i just cant see it. nor can i see them having homo-sexual relations with one another, its not that i'm narrow-minded, i just find it too hard to get my head around. i mean, its a classic story, i wouldn't mess with it. its kinda like those peter pan slash things . . . i find it all too disturbing. not only am i attached to it, but its a child story for pity sake. i suppose i am somewhat contradicting myself, seeing as i read the harry and draco stuff. i guess i just dont take it that seriously and . . . i mean, its not so perverse. i think its hilarious, and some of it is really well written.
anyways, those are my deep thoughts for today.
guess what i'm doing now? i mean, besides updating my livejournal of nerdosity? i am increasing my nerd-ness by watching the extended version of the Fellowship of the Ring.
I mean, its very possible i would not be doing so if, say, i could get a hold of josh or two of the people i've talked to tonight would call back. but ho hum. i never really believe people are going to call me back, especially in the evening, and especially when i want to do something. i have trouble calling people back myself. and its not as if i'm terrible exciting.
ho hum. yeah, i'm pretty much done.
so work tomorrow it is. then, hopefully, i will be helping mother prepare dinner for the kaufolds and soon there after take off with joshers. i dunno. lets hope it works out that way.
awww, my daddy just called, and every time he calls i'm the one who answers the phone because i'm always the only one home . . . i miss him. i sure do. it makes me sad because he's alone in PA. hopefully after the new year he'll decide ultimately to move back here and we'll see him more often and he can get a cat.
so, yeah, thats about it. a bore, if ever there was but so be it.
okay. ciao, dahlings.
goodnight and have a pleasant tomorrow.
and a happy new year!

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hey
I'm at my daddy's and, for Christmas, he has given my sister and I a little red Mazda. and I love it. I was cranking Rufus until Anna insisted we listen to something else. She just lacks good taste, thats her problem.
Anyways, Jennifer Juniper has a livejournal. I have never been more excited.
Yeehaw.
Anyways, I'm gonna vamoose.
Cheers, everyone.

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hello
so at seven i'm off to the temple to see josh . . . but i have to figure out a way to get chantel home at five and ready to join me . . . i also have to SOMEHOW get her into a happy Christmas mood. I wasn't doing so well myself last night but, I dunno, I think it helps to stuff yourself with cookies. its been working wonders for me.
however, i assume when i realize i've gained ten pounds, i'll want to hurl myself out of Santa's sleigh . . .
and i still have no idea what to get josh. its hopeless. and he said he got me something . . . what to DO?
anyways, so goes the healthy bout of Christmas stress.
Happy Holidays everybody.

Hello
I was rather irritated this afternoon. Chantel and I went to guitar and I stuffed myself with cookies . . . and more cookies . . . then we headed out early (because we had finished our tests) to Centre Mall where Chantel Belle purchased James' Christmas gift. We then came back to school to get our yearbooks - from last year.
APPARENTLY, I didn't pay for mine and did not recieve one . . .
Man, was I irritated!!!
They're how many fucking months late?!?!?! I think we should ALL get them for free, personally. And mom paid for both of them, Anna's and mine. Why would she get Anna one and not me?
Stupid fucking school. I'm soooo glad its over.
So Chantel and I went back to her house and slept. We were going to watch Christmas movies but were too pooped.
So that was my day.
I have an idea I'll spend the night at Chantel's but Josh wants to go shopping. Which I'd like to do as I still have much to complete and have no idea what I'm getting for him . . .
Ho hum.
Anyways, I'm done.
Ciao, luvs.
NO MORE SCHOOL, SUCKAS!!!!!!!

Congrats, you've got a little Rufus in you! Raised
on opera and his mother's show-biz sensibility,
Rufus is a master songwriter and performer.
Though prone to excess and moodiness, his
off-kilter sense of humor and fashion and his
radiant presence make him a joy to be around.
Don't be ashamed; if this still small voice
speaks up within you (with a bit of a slur and
a lisp), listen up! He could make you a star.


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I swear, people, I wasn't even trying and was pleasantly surprised!! Isn't he just a prince? Need I ask? I know I just revealed which Spice Girl I happened to be but I thought I just NEEDED to include who my Inner Gay Man was. And there he is! And isn't he just lovely?
Anywhos, there was a point to this post . . . I really look like a supreme nerd, posting, like, three days in a row. Its because I haven't been working, people! I'm slacking off.
I audtitoned for Youth Theatre again this afternoon because he called me back, wanting me to read for the Good Queen Mother. So, I'm crossing my fingers. Oh, and get this? In Creative Writing we had to 'impersonate' Willam Carlos Williams or Lorna Crozier. Lorna Crozier happens to personify vegetables and the beginning of her poem entitled "Carrots" begins like so;
The carrots are fucking the earth . . .
My dad knows her . . . yeah, she gave him a book. A book of her poetry. About the sex life of vegetables . . .
Watching Woodstock . . . still in love with Michael Shrieve . . . he is glorious . . .
I asked Duncan what colour I should colour my hair and he replied, "Neither,"
saying I was gorgeous. Thats why I love him . . . no, really, I love him because he's utterly fabulous, dahling.
Anyways, I seriously can't recall why it is I wanted to post so eagerly other than to reveal my inner gay man . . .
I read somewhere that David Bowie died. I think it was around Livejournal somewhere. If its true, I'll slit my wrists.
Oh, wait. It is Michael's drum solo.
So I will part.
Ciao, cats. ^_^

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yeah, so, first sweet note of the day? I didn't have to work, obviously, hence this happy entry. I auditioned for Youth Theatre and, I was told but I am attempting to remain wonderfully modest, did very well. TR (which I am going to call him from now on as it is easier and I, as we all know, am a lazy wench) gave me part of the script to take home and read for him tomorrow. He wants me to read a bit of The Good Queen Mother. Courtney (who, according to popular belief, could be our Snow White) told me that people behind her were whispering about what a 'good voice' I had when I auditioned. So, yes, I have to say I am very pleased. And of course, everyone else did very well! Especially Janice. Rock on. Her and I did a scene, she was the Evil Queen and I was 'Herself' which is actually, like, the Evil Queen's little evil voice in her head. Or something like that.
So, yes, not a bad day.
Except the morning really sucked. So I guess it was a good thing the afternoon was better or else I would have been feeling shit-tay! Hoo.
Anyways, Oh!! Yeah, I came home and Mom is delighted to inform me that shes been digging around in my closet and fits a pair of jeans I never wear. Now everyone's trying on my jeans. Donna actually gave me a pair of the same Long and Lean jeans, but they're two size smaller than the ones I have and never wear, the ones my mother is wearing right now. I tried on Donna's old jeans and they fit! And I have fallen in love with them!! They are so utterly fab and saucy, which, by the way (not to sound ridiculously childish) is my new word. Saucy.
Anyways, I think I'm done. Theres a lot of shit to do this week. Mercy, I hope I'll be able to do it all. I also have to get a gift for Chantel before Friday. Shit!! I just thought of something! If her party is on Friday at six, I better get someone to work for me, just in case!! Shitters . . .
Well, here I go.
Ciao, dahlings.

it looks as if I am to become less candid.
here goes nothing;

i have to work tonight because that motherfucker behind the counter doesn't know his place . . . man oh man. but i guess i owe half my paycheck to him . . . but i still hate him and he remains a dick. so there.

ooh, the power struggle between mother and child ensues.
Oops, gotta go look after children.
Ciao.