Motherfuckers! Update! While at the mall, my mom tells me I can't fucking go see Wicked at the Canon Theatre in Toronto.... I'll let that sink into your brain meat. The muscial of the fucking decadde, the one I've wanted to see since I knew it existed, and I'm not fucking allowed to go because it's too expensive. Even though i would have payed with my own fucking money. And how fucking hippocritical is this coming from a woman who's spent thousands on fucking scrapbooking shit. Much of which she'll never use. FUCK!
the only fucking reason I haven't gone on a homicidal fucking rampage is because when I got home i did two of the things to calm me. Physical excercise and a couple cigs. Yay nicotine and endorphins!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Insult plaid all you fucking want...
But I love my plaid coat. It is sofa king warm. Walking home in the cold, watching other people shiver, it's quite funny. Je heart. While listening to the Glee version of telephone and drinking a nice hot Timmies French Vanilla.... It's like an fuckin' orgasm. Joy, motherfuckers. Joy. now normally I don't drink anything like a french vanilla from T-Hos, because theres like 250 calories in a medium, BUT there's this cute guy at the Timmies I go to. I quite enjoy flirting with him and he flirts back. :D But now I have to do a Pre-health essay, English notes to finish and a Law article assignment. +o(. But then off to London to shop for books, and clothes and to find some music!! XD laytah bitchez!
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