woo hoo. i love being done school and having nothing to worry about. i also LOVE the fact that i will be living with sg next year and not the fuck heads i live with now.
we are currently looking for a precious downtown apartment and when we find the best possible one we are going to have a lovely p tay to celebrate my birthday, sgs birthday, keithers birthday, AND the fact that sg is safely back in ottawa. i cannot wait.
speaking of birthdays... my mom is taking me to new york city in july to celebrate mine and frankly i cannot wait. i am going to shop till i drop, go on the sex and the city tour, go to the guggenhiem, and eat at nobu. i love life. :) no really. i do.
summer is wonderful. it makes me all giddy. now i just have to find a job.. get a bitchin tan.. and have a blast. woot woot.
sg is in florida. iam sitting here in cold o dot, watching the simple life 3. AND when i told my mom to take me on vacay when my exams are over she laughed at me :(
tommorow i am going to apply at aritzia, i hope i can quit my terrible, disgusting job at silly winners. fucking winners.
if i get hired at aritzia. oh man i would be so happy. i bet they get bitchin discounts.
i dont want to write this entry anymore at all. actually why did i even start to write it in the first place? my god. :(
ps. riverdale girls? hi. well i would just like you to know that i had a really niice time at your ptay.
pss. this show is hilarious. nicole and paris are unloading luggage from the airplane and doing it so terribly. i am laughing quite hard. really. haha. that was a demonstration. [i think this is one of those things that you had to be there for. sorry.]
iam updating for the first time in about a month so this calls for a celebration.
but besides that... in addition to 515 riverdales house of pain month aka january i will be throwing a fete of my own, one of which my roommates will NOT be invited to or even be informed about. i do not know when this 'fete' will be but i hope you all are going to make appearances.
i will provide sexy ice cubes, bitchin party treats, racial slurs galore ... AND a certain special someone with a certain special surprise will be saving her xmas money to make an appearance. [any guesses to who that would be?]
anyways. i hope you all want to come bc i am tres excited. ive never had a party before. woot. ok so. bottom line. january is going to be the best month ever and you all BETTER be at my party or ill cry.. really.
merry christmas and i hope everyones holidays are going to be as fun as mine.
ok. so i was tagged by shannon. so here goes nothing:
1. that smell- lynard skynard 2. suzie q- ccr 3. electric funeral- black sabbath 4. truckin- the grateful dead 5. shot down in flames- acdc 6. rough justice- the rolling stones 7. incense and peppermints- strawberry alarm clock
and i just tag sarah. thats it. i dont want to play.
the weathers freezing. i work at winners. i have a midterm on friday. im not going to see my family until christmas. sarah lives in windsor. my roommates hate DH and wont let me watch it. my roots are showing. im a terrible cook. i want to kill the bird. i want to go snowboarding, now. chocolate covered raisins are fattening.
seriously could things be any worse?? the answer is no. no they cant.
right now i should be studying methods in behavioural research but i cant. its just SO boring and i really just dont get it. i should have gotten a tutor.. perhaps the same one i had for grade 11 math... she wrote on yellow lined paper with an extremely sharp pencil, her name was abigail, she always wore ralph lauren sweaters, and she gave me treats. i seriously would do alot more homework if someone cheered me along and congratulated me with homebaked goodies. PFF real life sucks. sidenote: abigail had this huge dog and i would be terrified for the whole hour so i never really learned much.
so instead of doing something productive like studying i filled out a survey. [the other day i found a website that said they would pay you to fill out surveys, i heart surveys, so i got really excited, and then it turned out to be a scam.. so i continue to do them for free.]
im going home next weekend to see the rolling stones in toronto.. i cannot even wait.. in one week and one day and a few hours i will be sitting in a folding chair on the floor of the rogers center staring up at my most favoritest band in the entire universe. good god i hope they dont suck...
ALSO.. i got a job.. at winners. im looking forward to making money but not quite looking forward to being in winners for more than one hour at a time.. wearing a blue apron and picking up after mean and scary individuals.
i also bought some work shoes last night from payless, they are cute little black flats with a strap thing.. AND they were only 29.99.. i got so excited that i told the black man that they were so cheap it was like stealing.. he looked at me like i was mad.
sarah is coming up on the last week in september!!!! so everyone.. be prepared. weve already got some pretty hot plans.. eating in the university centre.. getting re-acquainted with mary jane.. and well.. thats it so far. so feel free to throw some ideas out there.. im sure that wild goose is up for anything. ps. SARAH!! your effing birthday is tommorow!! and so is jimi hendrix's!! (too bad hes the dead one)
alright well im just too boring for words. im going out now to get drunk.. oh wait, its only 5:30.. oh wait, who cares?
peace homies. i hope all of you have steeped weekends. i sure will.
PS. i loved that tim hortons tea commercial so much that i use the work steeped now. steeped, try it.
so my brand new laptop is broken. i took it to bestbuy and he told me it has a bug and it cannot be fixed.. on the bright side.. i get a new one and theres always a special thrill to getting something new.. even though the bugged laptop was only 3 days old...
last night i watched the movie layer cake.. its very good.. and it actually made my mind wander until i convinced myself that CSI: london should be a show. british people are just so much better than normal people.
today im going downtown to indulge myself in a little shopping.. and by a little shopping i mean alot of shopping. i want to buy some movies, a new purse, a pair of pants, and a shirt of some sort. i just love downtown shopping.. actually i love it so much im going tommorow as well.. but with different people. i cannot wait to see danielle.. she is holding on my favorite summer shirts hostage and i just miss it terribly.
ok well its super early in the am.. and i have to shower and go to best buy and pick up my fresher, newer laptop. sheesh. lifes just so complicated.
3 days till ottawa! i really need to start packing.. god i dont even want to think about it.
i just cant even wait to go back to ottawa. i am leaving on september 2. woot.
my birthday is also on monday and im so excited. i have a week straight filled with awesome plans in celebration. UNFORTUNATELY, keith is leaving on saturday and that makes me pretty upset.. i will see him in a week but i just dont like him being gone and i get sad when hes not around on my special day.
my last day of work is tommorow and im pretty excited about that.. i also have a pretty new hair do that makes me ridiculously happy. wow im tired and this post is just simply retarded but im on hold with aircanada and terribly bored.
ps. sarah, have you perhaps made any rash decisions that involve running away to ottawa and forgoing on school? i hope so.
my official last day at iga is august 26th... gosh im excited. but not too excited because unfortunately i have soo much to do before i actually head out to ottawa on sept 1 or 2. i have a birthday.. i have to pack.. i have to shop for a new room.. i have to get rogers cable.. i have to make plans to somehow get a freaking job.. etc. etc. i am so incredibly boring.
i dont even want to live in the house im living in next year. its going to probably be terrible. i want to live with keith. GRR. i also am totally hating carleton right now because i cant get into 2 of my mandatory classes, like seriously what am i supposed to do.
i just want to have a huge party in ottawa to celebrate my birthday and no more ellen toutant.. god i hate that woman so freaking much. my birthday is exciting me greatly.. i cannot wait.
so yeah this post it slightly boring and my hands are slightly tired.. so im done now. peace homies.
whos up for a ottawa bash?? i sure am. (sarah i just hate your insides for going to windsor.. like honestly.. who goes to windsor?)
on that note. it looks like ive found a place to live next year. psh.. i already hate it. because its not cohabitating with a certain fella named keith or a peculiar redhead named steven.
ugh work was annoying today. i hate carissa, almost as much as ellen. she is so stupid, honestly though she is the most retarded person i have EVER met. and shes so ugly its borderlining on sad.
the highlight of my day was when i bought a paris hilton book called the naked truth. it is pretty terrible so far but whatever im over it because it was only $2.99.
tonight i am going to dinner with jutta (my bakery manager).. why? because she asked me to. were going to the happy hog roadhouse in tottenham. im very scared because a.) its called the happy hog roadhouse and b.) its in tottenham. so yeah.. when i was getting ready i went to dot some pretty prada perfume behind my ears and accidently dumped the entire sample.. into my hair. its terrible i have a pounding headache and no one in my family can stand to be near me.. gee i hope my dinner date still wants to sit beside me. chances are no one will smell me because the air will be so filled with the hideous stench of stale smoke. damn the happy hog.
oh yeah and i miss sarah too. i came home from work today and kinda wished she was here. ps. sarah.. i hope your daddy bear is doing alright. and another ps. i saw so many you know whats AGAIN today.
i am so scatterbrained. maybe the prada fumes have seeped into my brain. i also wanted to mention how happy this weekend made me.. maybe its because i saw the freaking offspring or maybe its just becuase i had the most bitchin time at the cott with my favorite people from the o. dot or maybe its because sarah was here. or maybe because i wasnt at the iga for one single second. or maybe the entire weekend was just great.. every single second of it. (minus our waste of time roadtrip on monday..)
ok. im totally done writing because i dont even think im making any sense.
today at work i tattled on ellen. she took a magazine off the shelf and read it outside! i told colleen that she had just left the premises with an unpaid for item and colleen had a chat with her. muahaha. i hate ellen.
my parents went to new york city this weekend for their anniversary. i just had so much fun here doing things like drinking and having keith sleepovers. they come home tonight i dont think im going to let them in the door unless they come bearing gifts.
im absolutely freezing and still in my stupid ugly iga shirt. im also kind of hungry. i bought some corn on the cob today because i like it and im probably going to eat it soon. except for the fact that it takes so long to cook and i hate peeling off that green shit.
oh my god. my life is so boring. im actually writing an lj about corn on the cob. whatver im over it.
oh my god. i was with meghan and katie today and TARA walked by (ps. i just hate tara so much.. we used to be best friends and then i yelled at her and she started hating me.. and i dont even care because although shes skinnier than me her hair is fucking UGLY, it seriously looks like helen keller did it.. and so many people hate her and think shes gross. haha.) we just turned our backs in high hopes that she wouldnt spot us, unfortunately we werent that lucky.. (well me and meghan were).. stupid ugly slut bitch completely ignored us and only talked to katie. im so pissed that she moving to ottawa for school. seriously.. ottawa is my city and really, i just dont think its big enough for the both of us. and, at least my boyfriend doesnt cheat on me. pardon me while i die laughing.
anyways. it seems like all i have to say these days are mean things. whatever.. i blame it all on the iga and ellen toutant. that woman drives me freaking nuts. so now i just completely ignore her and whenever she talks to me i pretend i dont hear her. the other day i offered patti and marie both a sour chiclet and not her.. she was so angry and jelous.. over a sour chiclet!
ok well im so cold its unbearable. YAY for warped tour!!
On Tuesday I went to IKEA with Katie. It was bundles of fun, the best part was seeing her strange farm animals.. roosters, chickens, and 2 peacocks. EEP. I was secretley terrified, my brave face was on the whole time.. even when they started causing a rucus. The night concluded with a romantic dinner on the Jack Astors patio with the bitchy pickle. MM MM.
Other than that brief period of complete and utter delight life has been pretty mean to me. Which I just don't understand because I love life unconditionally and it's just been hating my guts. My Chatham visit has been scrapped, I hate the people I work with during the day, My neices mom tried to commit suicide the other day, and My Father and Stepmother are having a child on December 22. WTF? Seriously. Why is life so mad at me?
(OH YEAH. And my Dad and Mary want to name their child SARAH if it's a girl. That's what my Dad WANTED to name me!! BUT my mom chose KAYLA.. seriously.. I think they are going to love this SARAH bitch more than me. I am so freaking pissed and they are also SOO middle aged its not even funny. I dont see myself having a relationship with this 'child'.. I hope she's not as pretty as me. HA.)
I am however pretty damn thankful that I am not working today. This is my first day off in about 3 weeks, and I am taking full advantage of it. Im still in my pjammas and am probably going to stay in them until I go to bed tonight. Work is insanely terrible, especially working in the bakery. Ellen Toutant is the main source of my hatred. Seriously, shes terrible. On Tuesday she had a watermelon on the counter and she was eating it, so I went over to have some.. as the piece was IN my mouth I asked where she got it from.. to which she replied "The produce garbage" I spit that piece of watermelon so far across that deli im suprised it didn't hurt somebody. Honestly though, the garbage? eew. AND THEN.. she started calling me stuck up and rude and telling me there was nothing wrong with it because the garbage was clean. HMM, I think its called GARBAGE for an effing reason. She also listens to every word I say and says really rude things like "Gee Kayla you look bloated are you getting your perioud soon?" YUCK. OR she says something sexual whenever she gets the chance, its so gross because she also wears spandex pants while doing ALL of these disgustingly disturbing things. I despise Ellen Toutant.
I cannot wait for Warped Tour because I heart Offspring and Millencollin more than life. (actually thats a bad analogy because life and I are in a fight right now- GOD.. I hope we make up soon.. being emo is just GROSS.)
Okay. Im going to do more of nothing. Peace homefries. Heat, KAYLA.
PS. Life and I will probably resolve our issue by tommorow because its Friday and Keith and I are going to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory or were going to go out for dinner at 7 Numbers.. my favorite restaurant of all time.
what a fabulous antiflag song. thats really all i have to say about THAT.
anyways. this weekend in oaks was bitchin. the closing scene of our adventure? sarah and i at finch station sweltering in the heat with my sweater tied around my head like a turban waving sam off. actually i guess it really ended with my mom picking sarah and i up in newmarket after we had been stranded for hours -- perfect day (minus the heat and minus the fact that i bought NOTHING at the mall)
so yeah. thanks in large part to a certain someone who shall remain nameless i got one more day of 100% pure s.g time, which treated me extremely well. we went on a date with my friend carley to see the perfect man.. and it was by far the worst movie i had EVER seen in my life (not even exagerrating) i fell asleep three times and the only time i stayed awake was when i was eating popcorn or making fun of the poor acting and shitty story line. hil duff, you let me down.
then on monday i drove sarah to yorkdale for her to begin her first ever public transportation adventure alone, this day also was my first ever drive to yorkdale and park the car yourself in a real spot near real cars adventure-- $4 all day valet has saved the day many, many times. OOH OOH and when i was driving home on the 400 i saw keiths uncle and THEN when i was getting off the highway i saw my bf's mom.. it was just a little too cool for my liking. i felt SO popular seeing people i know on the highway.
so yeah all and all this weekend rocked my world. there were a few rocky areas with some even rockier people (AHEM. psychopath) but whateves.. it gives me something to endlessly make fun of with others and we all know that making fun is a bitchin past time. muahahaha.
let me start off by saying how freaking excited i am for this weekend at taylors.
i officially hate work. seriously this is not an exageration. i work SO freaking much and i feel like im still broke. and if my pure hatred for iga isnt enough: my spare time has been filled with friday the 13th movies and popcorn in bed. god i need this weekend more than anything in the world.
oh yeah and my 'best friend' (?) isnt returning my phone calls. i am so pissed it isnt even funny. seriously? is she too busy for me? grr. we tend to go through these little phases where one of us just doesnt really return the others phone calls and it really makes me wonder why were best friends. honestly, the last time she called me was when she needed a ride to her boyfriends and she really tried to hide the fact that she was simply using me for a ride. we went for a tan and for a holly visit, dinner at mcdonalds, and to beckys house. real good coverup eh? i went to her house under the pretense that we were having an evening in. (isnt that terrible? when i replay the scenario in my mind it makes me sad that she would do something like that. honestly, what a bad person)
i guess this friendship loss just goes to show that people change drastically and you dont really know who your friends are, i seriously thought we would be best friends forever. but i guess im over it, ive made tons of other plans as the new kayla sans best friend: katie and me are going to play bingo and win the big bucks, i have this weekend in oaks, randomly fun visits to chez justin and keith, 'a perfect man' date with carley, my chatham visit is in the works, endless downtown shopping trips, warped tour, blue rodeo concert, and swimming and cocktails at the pits with jenna.
ok well this entry has been filled with me basically feeling sorry for myself and bitching about things that you readers dont really understand.. but seriously i have been best friends with this girl since i was in second grade.. she bashed my face against a pole because i didnt want to play tag, i still have the chipped tooth... ugh. i cannot wait for oaks this weekend.. we better party like rock stars and do really scandelous things.