who the fuck hacked into blogger? i mean seriously... if you're going to hack into a *major* website, do one that will actually have a profound effect on people, not just a journal website.

so yeah. i went out with kristie tonight... showed her my new car... stalked--er, ah, visited--video store boy (who seems to be having a major problem with me for some reason or another, but more on that later)... went for coffee... talked. we haven't talked in a while. and it was nice. because as much as i love kris, you can only take her in small doses, you know? we're gonna head to the bar next week though... i haven't been clubbing in a while, so yay on that!

anyhows, yes, merry christmas and a happy new year to everyone... i leave tomorrow around noon-ish to rocky for my new years excursion. oh yes, big fun. i mean, hello, its misty's! how can it not be fun? well actually, i can think of a few ways how it can't be fun, but i don't want to. so i'm not.

ohhhh, digging this site: basic 'nstynct. i haven't read some good--really good--nsync fic in a long time. check it out.

okay so yeah. video store boy. he really needs a name! but really. so yeah. i mean, i'll go in there and he'll say hi... but you have to say hi to your customers, so whatever. so then yeah... i mean, the first few times he helped me he was all fun and pleasant and all that. and then the time i went in just before christmas with rob to buy that planet of the apes shit for jason (he was buying, i was busy gagging) he had a friend there who he talked to the WHOLE time, thereby ignoring me. is thereby a word? hell, it is now.

OMG THAT WAS THE FUNNIEST SNL SKIT I'VE EVER SEEN!!! not because it was overly funny, but because they all fucked up and were laughing their asses off... even will laughed man! will laughed!!! will never laughs! holy freaking classic!

but i digress. so yeah. so then the other morning i was in... boxing day. renting dvds to try out the dvd player that me and the boys bought mom and dad for christmas. and he's there... and he's behind the counter... he's not the one helping me though, which is fine. what isn't really fine is when he looked at me and then freaking ran across the store!! and then tonight, he said hi when me and kristie walked in... and i was being my loud, obnoxious self (moreso than usual, but i was being dumb and trying to prove an exaggerated point to kristie, who was laughing her ass off at me) and he kind of raised his eyebrows at me. i was also, rather loudly, going on about the fabulousness of almost famous and moulin rouge and i caught his eye for a moment... although the look on his face was kind of weird. i can't really place it. after we left (without renting anything, lol) kristie told me that he was watching me the whole time. yeah, so if i came too close he could run away again!

but yes. i should get to sleep. i need to get up early to clean and pack.

::blows kisses::

happy new year everyone!!

so yeah. someone changed my password on here... 'cause it sure as hell wasn't me. oh well.

merry christmas!!

::throws confetti::

::blows kisses::

much love to everyone. and if you don't celebrate christmas, happy holidays. i hope whatever you do celebrate was filled with joy and love and all that smushy stuff.

soooo... i got my new car yesterday. (psssst! colour #6!) drives like a damn. i love it. i have even yet to remove the paper that is covering the floor mats and stuff. i do believe that a road trip to rocky is the perfect way to break it in myself.

my family thinks that i like heinrich. um, yeah NO. whatever. let me drink.

i get to go shoppppping... but not tomorrow. ha, do i look like i have a death wish? wait, don't answer that. the point is i get to go shopping... i got mucho $$ and gift certificates for christmas. it will be well spent. i shall be nicely clothed. oh yes. yes yes.

::blows more kisses::

whoo! 3 days till christmas.

two sleeps till i get my new car! oh i was sorta kinda bitter that they wouldn't let me see it today. but whatever. i'm getting it and that's all that matters.

i'm thirsty. oh-so thirsty. i should have something to drink. i'm also tired as hell, but when aren't i? and why is my puppy always so damn hyper in the middle of the night??

they couldn't find me a pasta maker. that makes me sad =(. they're giving me money to get one though... so if i can't, maybe i'll just get me some nice ikea shelving or something.

reese witherspoon is funny. i'm so sleepy, have i mentioned that yet? oh ramble ramble...

i should bring mom and dad's gift home tomorrow... nah, monday. in my new car! oh yes. the excitement.

ha, i'm watching madonna on muchnews. she just called some guy a motherfucker. not to insult him, it was more of... a term of endearment? oh well. just for the record, i'd like to point out that if i called anyone a motherfucker on television, my mother would kick my ass, no matter how famous and/or rich i happened to be.

spinach loaf, loads of tequila and dude where's my car should prove to be a fruitful evening.

but please, don't be calling in the morning.

smashing. absolutely fabulous. two thumbs up. incredible.

are you in or are you out?

you know... i love my family.

but i want the hell out. now.

i can take care of my own goddamned bills and my own fucking mail and deal with my own problems as they arise. my father sitting on his ass saying "this needs to be taken care of now" is NOT GOING TO MAKE ME DO IT ANY FASTER, ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING THAT IT IS 11:30 P.M. AND THAT IF I WERE TO CALL AND TRY TO TAKE CARE OF IT NOW NOBODY WOULD BE THERE TO ANSWER BECAUSE NOT ONLY IS IT THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT HERE, ITS EVEN THE MIDDLE-ER OF THE NIGHT IN FREAKING ONTARIO.

::coughs::

okay, sorry about that. really. but honestly, i have paid them... i have my reciept and i have everything under control. i'm 18 years old and i don't need my mommy to phone someone to take care of something for me. god. when something needs to be done around home and i don't do it, i'm too old to be told to pick up after myself, blah blah blah... but aparrently i'm too young to fix something that i did in the first place. UGH.

however, i will mail the scholarship thing tomorrow. i will. i need my money by january... perhaps express is best?

so yeah. i'm having an intense conversation. and while its kind of akward... as they always are... its nice. nice that i have someone close enough to have an a conversation of this nature with.

thanks man. just for being there, even if you aren't here.

i don't know if disheartened is the right word, or even discouraged. i'm not really quite sure at all what it is. envy is too strong of a word... pessimism maybe? aw hell, it doesn't matter.

its just kind of frustrating, that's all. i mean, everyone is goes through phases in which their life is turned upside down, their perspectives are changed, they become enlightened. its just difficult because i don't feel i'll ever hit a phase like that. its like, i've come this far in my life (well, i'm only 18 so its not like i have come extremely far or anything, but you know what i mean) and i've plateaued. that is a ridiculous notion, i know i know, but still. i have so much life to live and so many things to experience, but i'm just too damn anxious to wait out the ride and see where life takes me. that is not going to make things easier, that i also know... a watched pot never boils, etc etc etc. but still.

i mean, even reading things about celebrities and they talk about growing and phases, even that gets to me. one, it is one more kick in the ass that they are real people, just like me (except with makeup artists to make it seem as though they have better skin and nicer teeth, whatever)... but it also seems like their little "phases" are easier. more fun. AND THAT THEY COME TO THEM MORE QUICKLY DAMNIT.

what started this whole kick? this. i was reading pink's diary (fucking wicked cd, btw) and i don't know, it just kind of snowballed from there.

blah blah, good things come to those who wait. but do i have to wait so damn long? ugh, especially with God mocking me the way that He does.

2 down, 2 to go.

well, english wasn't so bad. wasn't great, but not bad. i didn't fail, but i don't think i did awesome. oh well, wait and see i suppose.

I NEED TO BUY A FUCKING PAIR OF SHOES! I'M GETTING REALLY PISSED OFF HERE! i need them for saturday, UGH!

and oh, who-hoo! early work on friday = lots of $$$ for lyn. oh yeah.

and oh yeah, how could i forget? happy birthday robbie.

::hugs::

i'm drinking shmirnoff ice. remember what happened last time i drank that? i ended up puking my fucking ass off in denny's. at least tonight i can do it in the comfort of my own bathroom! score.

today at work, some customer lady called me a "little helper". yeah, you call me that again and you're gonna need a little help getting your not-so little ass out that door lady. holy pent up anger much? whatever. i don't take kindly to people treating me like i'm 12. HAVE YOU NEVER SEEN A 5 FOOT 18 YEAR OLD PEOPLE??

jane eyre is actually proving not to be so bad. i'll finish it tomorrow, after i go shopping. wheeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

and man, i always look so good when i'm in my pjs before i go to bed. why is nobody hot ever waiting around to see me now? then again, is there ever anybody hot waiting around to see me? i mean, aside jeff of course... but he'd rather see my breasts than the whole package. again i say, switch teams buddy.

and yeah. yeah! finals this week. but its okay. i'm cool.

then again, you can be the coolest person in the world, but if you don't study, your ass is grass. wish me luck in psych, kiddies.