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i was going to write an amazing journal! it would have an awesome plot, with action and adventure! maybe some sex scenes too. then at the end there would be fireworks and dancing penguins with spinning dishes.
in the end i came up with a paper clip and this empty pack of gum. mmm gum

im slowly declining from a sugar rush that started at 9:30. everyone bought me huge slushes at work to day. those and the 3 ice capps gave me this huge sugar rush and i was running around the store using the tongs like a crab, snapping at people with them.

im still freaking vibrating! i need to run around some more to get rid of all this energy! it feels

like my old pic here:

my brains like: WHOOOOW! F!@#KIN EH!!!!
and my bodies: Pull the hell over im gonna be sick!
then they have a huge mud fight and my brain leaves my body. and takes the kids with him. which my bodies okay with because with all the extra time he has now, he has mastered the art of turning water into wine. so now my body is drunk and rich, the end.

god i need to sleep!

some people were burning stuff across the road from work, but from the angle we were at it looked like the bush was on fire. so every time i passed by the window i would yell out "OMG its god! hes come back with a new set of 10 commandments!" after the 5th time Teri started throwing shit at me.

im trying to stare down a fly. im winning, it keeps twitching.

k. im gonna go make my bed up with my new sheets. they are purple with ribbons and are freaking awesome! then im gonna strap myself in bed.

good night my people!

Go Away Lee :Angry Rant:

for those of you who need a laugh:

center-for-rational-debate

in other news, my lack of sleep has finally caught up with me. Thank you lee and family for ensuring that i never get any fucking sleep cuz you fucktards like to get up at 5 and sleep all day, then stay up will fucking one. or better yet get up in the middle of the night and make as much noise as possible. FUCK!

im grumpier then shit, i just wanna do my homework and sleep. but again, lee wont leave me the fuck alone, mom gets pissy when i don't give her 100% of my attention. its like taking care of 2 spoiled 2 year olds!

and she tried to pee on me again! freaking 2wice now! i get up in the middle of the night to go pee (or in the morning, same diff.) and while im peeing, she just fucking walks in and is pulling down her god damn pants. im like "get out! wait till im freaking done!" "but i have to pee" my mom says and has a fucking fit and calls me a cunt and bitch.
today was better though, cuz she knocked before she kicked in the door.

this is me going pee so you should see when i have a shower, the whole flipping household is in the room! i can even get dressed without SOMEONE walking in.

I want some fucking privacy! I want my own room so i don't have to wake up to fucking superman! i don't have to fucking trip over superman books/dolls/movies/fucking other shit! i don't get woken up by fucking tree house after only 5 1/2 house of sleep, cuz SOMEONE had to watch more fucking tree house and superman.
best part is that even though lee has taken over the fucking room and has his own goddamn computer he still takes over the living room. leaving me with the fucking entry way as my space!
i wanna throw shit and scream. how the fuck is this fair?! why is it always me that get the fucking shit end of the stick?! i go to work, barely eat anything, don't whine to much, and is going to school on top of work. yet my fucking mom, the lazy bitch does nothing but eat shit food and sleep, and bitch. and she gets everything she ever fucking wanted!

FUCK! and i have to go wash work clothes! GRRRR!!! fuck Ellie! fuck this house! fuck this whole fucking situation! and fuck Scott and his fuck buddy BS! im going to go do homework!

Anal Denver Anyone?

If you havent read Denver Anyone? please read it 1st, its pretty quick and sweet so it wont take long!
Denver Anyone?

so heres the story behind the Denver song. this is a different Scott from my ex Scott.
I go to the bar with a couple of friends last night. both are already tanked. one is a guy and being a super perv. we are sitting there waiting for our drinks when this fight starts up behind us. about 4 tiny female waitresses come flying past us to break it up. one girl jumps over the table to get to it. all while this is going on our so called "bouncer" (who looks to be 60, fat and who would have troubles bench pressing a q-tip) is slowly walking up to the 2 guys fighting. useless really.
but then one of the greatest peace making songs blasted from the DJ, Sweet Home Alabama! Everyone knows at least the chorus! everyone but Kayla and Scott. so while every one is sing "sweet home alabama!" Kayla is singing "my ass is a Denver" and Instead of "where the skies are so blue!" Scott's saying "my parents are coming after you!" lord im coming home to you was replaced with "lord i need a screw" between all this is drunkin air guitar. i of course am trying to regain the tiny bit of pride i have left by moving one table over.

pretty much to wrap up my night, i told Scott if he touched me one more time id dislocate his shoulder, some random guy fell into my boobs, and we met up with a bunch of drunk natives and were told they were drinking crack.

ive gotten like 99% of my crap from scotts. dear lord did i ever have a bunch of shirt there! scott also promised to make me a new cd of photoshop. so never fear Amanda!

still very sleepy

gotta go make dinner now cya!

My cock can walk right through the door.

Ashley enters the classroom. class commences, and we are assigned work. boy in front of Ashley asks for help. his name is broody.

Broody: Hey did you get this question?
Ashley: which one?
B: Uh question 11.
A: let me check. yeah i think so.
B: oh can you help me?
A: sure, let me see your paper.
Broody hands Ashley his paper. Ashley reads it.
A: Er, Whats that?
B: uh, I think its an 8.
A: okay.... Well the equation is 5(3x+1)+2(2x-1)=20x. so 1st you do the distrubution.
B: okay.
A: okay you did that, and it looks good, but why are you trying to take 20x and move it to the other side?
B: isnt that what we are suppose to do? you know make sure all the Xs are on one side?
A: yes but if you move the 20x to the other side of the equation then it will screw up and you will have no x to solve for. you need something there.
B: oh.
A: Okay so we minus the 15x an-
B: but why cant we minus the 20x? wouldnt it be easier.
A: but then you wouldn't be able to solve for x.
B: oh yeah.
A: okay? so whats 20x minus 15X?
B: Shouldn't we be moving 20x?
Ashley's getting Angry
A: Broody! if you move the 20x what will be left on that side?
B: uh, nothing. wait thats not right, we have to move the 15x.
A: YES! okay now yo-

Teacher- times up! time to mark.

moral of the story: never help someone that has just mastered wiping his own ass with math otherwise you cant finish yours, and be filled with homework.

only took me 2 and 1/2 hour to do all the homework he assigned.
The fractions mock me!!!
i have to go to work now. but i get tomorrow off! A__A glee!

Touch Myself



A picture i quickly drew to see if my scanner was working. true story too. happened at work.
I sang into a drum stick to tell my friend how smexy she is! then grabbed my gonads.

Forget About It

OMG! I need new markers now! i sooooooo wanna draw some cool stuff on my glossy paper. everything just seems more alive and kickass! ive got 2 ideas in my head that have been trying to break free from my skull! i adore that feeling!

I should have made Amanda go with me into staples and get some markers and perhaps some watercolors and paintbrushes (cuz my current ones sux) but alas i forgot ^^; yeah...

i have been kinda putting it off for some time now, due to the fact i wanna get something that will be good and wont be dead straight from the package (damn you wally mart!)
Ill probably go and pick some up on wed. when i go into spruce for my doctors appointment, and see scott about trading stuff.
im kinda nervous about that, cuz honestly, i have no clue how its going to go. im kinda scared that he will be a jerk to me, i know its not likely, but its still there. i dunno when i think about how this may act out a bunch of scenarios flash behind my eyes and i start to tense up. i feel pricks behind my eyes and my throat feels like its closing up, i despise that feeling. i really hope that we can at least be friends. i dont want to give up 5 years of my life towards him just so that it can be thrown away.

ill be biking to spruce anyways so if it does go wrong i can just hop on my bike and take off.

and the power went out yesterday at work, thankfully it was after we were closed. but i wasn't able to print off 1/2 the stuff i needed to finish my close. Ellie and the other morning are probably super pissed at me and are gonna raise holly shit when i get there tomorrow. which honestly i really don't need. but i wasn't going to freaking wait around till the power came back on! i was already there for 15 min waiting. god i hate that job.

moms all drugged up again. god i hate her when shes like this. 1 min shes all "i love you Ashley!" then trying to tear my eyes out. then she cant figure out why i get mad at her when she tries to be nice to me again.

gotta deposit my income tax cheque too. scott hasn't text me back yet about when i should come over on wed.

im so tired now. i just wanna sleep. dear god im a drama queen.

Tacos?

This Will Turn Your Crank Hank.

wow. i havent seen such stupid people in a long time! i have to take math prep cuz i dont remember any of this stuff from grade 9! well there are some girls in there that are pushing up daisies cuz their brains dead. 1st day i got in one turns to the other and whines that my yellow shirts too white. then the rest of the class, they stare at me. kinda creepy.
next day the teachers telling us about success and self confidence. he asked the class how you spell success, and when to the board and wrote "WORK" on it. this one girl was all confused and kept saying that thats not how you spell success. the teacher exsplained to her you need to work to get success and she kept saying " but thats not how you spell success!" then he make a joke saying the only time he has ever been wrong was when he thought he was wrong. well the class laughed, then 10 min later the girl starts laughing her ass off. she finally figured out the joke. she will go far!

im feeling alot better, i figured out why i was all whiney and emotional. i got my er, unwanted friend. so in other word im all emotionally stable, and bleeding for 5 days and not dieing.

i have also lost 5 pounds! it actually shows too! i look a lil slimmer. so ive come to the conclusion, scott made me fat lol! im hoping on loosing more. ive been eatting better, laying off the crap food and going for a walk OR bike ride least once a day other then my commute to work. need to go swinging to get rid of my belly too.
ive always thought flab was fab, but i find i feel healthier with the few extra pounds off. probably cuz im actually being more healthy. horra!

all i need to do now is get more sleep. i get like a max of 7 hours if im lucky. i have to get into bed by at least 11:30 to get 7 hours. and thats like hit the pillow and not wake up till 7 on the dot. yeah fat chance. but tomorrow i get to sleep in! but i think i might try and go to bed earlier and get up around the same time anyway, just cuz then i keep my sleep patterns inline. im no longer a complete zombie when i get up. :D which is helpful.

I wanna make a shirt that says Fuck Me Color Blind. i love the idea! i wanna make my own shirts that say stuff i think is fun. not stupid stuff like "princess!" more like a shirt that has a face on picture of a chicken on the front that says "guess what!" then on the back it shows the chickens but and says "Chicken Butt" perhaps its cuz im bursting with creative (destructive?) energy!

i wanna make people gasp for some reason, i want people to be surprised or curious! when we were on our way to the Canada day party i wanted to change my shirt (cuz i bought a new one!) right in front of a family with kids just so i could laugh at them and their shocked look. i dont know why but i did.

another thing ive noticed, that whenever im stressed i just wanna ride my bike! it makes me feel free! like i can go anywhere and escape! im not really one for just abandoning my duties, but there are days i wonder if i should just move to a city that is really populated and hide for a bit. i sometimes dream of it. just packing my stuff into a backpack, hoping onto my bike and hitting the road. leave everything behind and start fresh, where no one knows me and can meet the real me not this person who has live a so called "hard life" and who has no past. id miss my dad though, and lee. mom well.... *cough*

anyways im gonna go outside and play! cya around!


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