Grown in Canada, Made in China.

Blah, i still feel crappy. more tired then anything.

went to a wedding on sat. was a amazing. the bride look beyond beautiful, and the groom looked so proud. and the speeches they made towards each other could have made me cry so easily! they were so sweet, and full of love. the groom promised to always be there for the bride and take care of her.
pretty much they had what i wanted. i want someone who can and will take care of me. im sometimes so tired of always being the person that takes care of other, or is the person that everyone leans on. i sometimes wish i could lean on someone, depend on someone.

though... i doubt i would be able to let myself depend on another. ive been let down so many times i don't think i could ever trust someone enough. kinda depressing.

anyways. so i wore the dress i made to the wedding! i thought it looked pretty good! i spilled stuff on it though, and then tried to fix it with that spill pen. satin + pen thing = even worse stain. don't ever do that! thankfully, it wasn't that noticeable when i was walking around.

Scott was being a jerk. to the point that others noticed. john commented on the fact that Scott kept wandering off and leaving me alone. and when he did come up to me it was to get me to hold his drink.
finally i just started getting mad. and so Sheila got pissy at me and decided to try and corner me and go hell bent shit face yell at me. never corner. not unless you want a bleeding nose.

yes all this happened when i was drunk. but so drunk that i didnt know what i was doing and what was going on.

sigh, hungry. im glad we have our folk fest tickets. im really looking forward to that this year.

gonna go have supper now.