Third entry!

Hey blog buddies!!!

So, Today's Monday and it's time for me to describe to you my day. Seeing as Monday is usualy the worst day of the work/school week, today was no exception.

6:40 - get up, late...as per usual...

6:50- Shower, yell at brotehr to knock before entering bathroom with closed door... to which he replies:" I didn't know anybody was in here!" to which I reply :" well shit! since when does the shower turn itself on and the ghost magicaly start singing to every song he knows playing on the radio??"

7:10- Finaly emerge from a steam-filled bathroom in which I purposely take my time knowing that my brother needs to piss like a race horse. Happy Monday Zack!

7:12- Breakfast consisting of Cheerios! YAY! nothing problematic concerning breakfast!

7:20- Getting dressed, can't find my tie... Start yelling at Zack because I have to vent somehow... appologize when I find it... then I realize why my brother calls me a bitch all the time.

7:30- Start car...run back inside because it's like WINTER FUCKING WONDERLAND outside!

7:35- Do an e-mail check... computer freezes... shut off computer, yell at it, stomp around the house and appologise to Zack for being a bitch all morning.

7:40- Grab tea and go to car with all my junk. Fuck life! windshield-wipers are broken... meh... let's go! who needs those anyway?

7:40:30 - Stop on side of road... wipe off windshield with squeegee... make it look like im cleaning off my car in order to not look weird....

7:41- We're on the highway! ANNNDD HEEEEERE we go!

8:05- arrive at school... on time.... huh! cool!

8:35- French class.... watched a movie... made fun of the characters with Liane... Laughed at our imaginating them fornicating on the cash register... not one of those new registers either... I'm talking HUGE BITCH. The one you need-to-oil-so-the-numbers-don't-stick-son-of-a-bitch cash register!!! Oh! and the french term for "neck kink" is torti-colli for those who were wondering!

9:20- Religion: YAY totem poles... Seriously though... what are totem poles if not a huge orgy of random animals eh? PREGGERS! Like imagine the outcome of a beaver-turtle-wolf-eagle? that'd be FUCKED!

10:16- Advanced functions: Sill not allowed to play a game... working on it... Mme Lacquerre's a hard-ass.... Realized that "creuser" (as in to dig) is a really fun word... especially when you add the phlegm to the "R".. so it becomes CRRRRRRRRRRR(insert phlegm)RRRRRRRRRRRReuser. huh! weird!

nothing eventful happens til Lunch

Lunch: DRAMAA!!! bitch fits, girl fights and PMS-galore~!~ Seriously.... it was like elementary school (aka puberty central). Get over yourselves and your differences bitches!

12:58 Physics (fuck life up the ass with something hard and sand-papery): Still don't know what I'm doing... M. Rochon's a dick because he laughs at my difficulties, it's all good though, because physics is for people who can't do anything better in life. Drew an explanatory graph of the whole lunch drama for Chantal and Brianne.... makes perfect sense... here it is... (maybe this is why I know not what we are doing in Physics)

So anyway...

that's about it for the school day.

So my mom calls me and asks me to pick up mushrooms for supper at the grocery store... GREAT! not like I wanted to get home or anything... NOO!!!! so I go into the grocery store and half the mushrooms are brown... as far as I know.. mushrooms ain't supposed to be shitty brown... Then the lady want to charge me like $5.00 for a little wee tray of shrooms... and I'm like: "Umm....what?" ( as any person would say) and she's like... oh ya! I thoguht that didn't sound right. Then I'm like: "well, why didn't you say something when you first scanned it dipshit?" (omit last word, as swearing gets you nowhere unless you're arguing with some toothless hick from down yonder.)... so whatever... got my mom's mushrooms... (hmm.. MUSH-rooms.... sounds appetizing eh?) and I go home... and I enjoy a nice supper.

After supper, Zack and I go outside to build a snowman... I'm busting my ass off trying to make the snow stick even though we both know that if the snow's not sticky, it ain't gonna stick.. but that's beyond the point. The little shit-head decides, "oh! let's hrow snow at his because I think he'll like it".. ya whatever! I tackled that kid to the ground and made him eat snow! He's still mad at me....

Well, that's all for tonight folks. I am now doing some last minute homework. Note that I will not be doing an entry tomorrow because it's my most academic day of the week, and its on Tuesday's that I do all my homework... See ya Wednesday for my first weekly lyric ripping! (song to be determined!)

Happy Groping!

Plan of the blog and Sunday's entry!

Hey blog buddies!

So I've come up with a plan. This is the schedule I will follow on my blog. It's pretty much gonna be the pattern for every week.

Mondays: Since they are usually the worst days of the week.. This is the day I will describe to you. I will write my whole entry just about my day and it's happenings.

Tuesdays: This is the say of the week that I will be taking off.... It's my busiest day so... suck my balls if you don't like it...

Wednesdays: Lyric ripping! I'm gonna copy and paste the lyrics of a song. I will then criticize the lyrics, ripping on the artist/song.

Thursday: We'll start off with my opinion on a current/controversial affair in the world

Friday: Random post... I'll talk about whatever I want. I may not post until Saturday morning, but it'll still count as my Friday post.

Saturday: Celebrity slashing... speaks for itself.

Sunday: We'll talk about the highlight of my week and reflect upon how it affects my outlook on life... BULLSHIT!

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So, let's get started!

Hmm.....event of the week. OH! it must have been the Starbucks run on Thursday afternoon... WOW! k... so, everything's all normal and such... Driving down the Kingsway (HOLY SHIT! you don't realize how long that road actually is until you drive from one end to the other and then realize you're going the wrong way), turn into the parking lot. k.. everything's good so far eh? no! go to find a parking spot... NOTHING within a fucking mile from Starbucks.. what is the world comming to? Anyway.. Finaly find a parking spot like wayyyy down by Staples, make my way into Starbucks and the line up is like 5 miles long... Its going around by the door, then down around the window to the left of the door, then into Chapters by the first magazine rack... NICE! Happy 29 days til Christmas to you too! anyway... it's all good... Im a Starbucks addict so of course I waited. It wasn't that bad... Then you get to the counter and you get a noob Barista taking your order. You know this is gonna be fun so you make the drink as complicated as possible (I already get a complicated drink anyway, so I just added extra-hot) so I order a decaf, non-fat, no-whip,  extra-hot, peppermint, White-Mocca and the guy does nothing... Like NOTHING! I thought he died, he just stood there and looked at me... no expression. (I kinda thoguht maybe he was liek a zombie, in which case I would have to jump over the counter and tackle him because we all know that's how you surprise a zombie barista!) So then he's FINALY like: "Uhh... can u repeat that?" so I do. and then get the same look... I'm like "jesus fuck! since when does Starbucks hire zombies?" so he calls over this otehr girl... and I say the drink one last time and she's like "press this, this and this" to the new guy (who wasn't even good looking... I mean, had he been even REMOTELY hot, I would've been more sympathetic.. but no!). So he presses the buttons and my drink comes up to 4.45... cool! kay...finaly! so you walk over to the other side where you wait patiently for the quietest barista there is to "yell" out your drink. I barely even heard her... anyway, get my drink 5 minutes later and I leave... What fun!

Anyway... that was a pretty boring highlight of my week, but it was boring week to begin with...

Moral of the story: Teasing new zombie baristas by ordering complicated drinks is fun... we should all try it!

Happy Groping!

First post... YAY ME!

Hi... so... wow... k, this is kinda intimidating... you have this huge space just... THERE waiting to wrote on. So let's start off with my day.


1. Wake up....it's... FUCK! 7:23 AM precisely... hmm... k... Where's the dog? OHHHH!!!! Dog's on the floor...
2. Let's put the dog out.
3. Bring the dog in fast before she gets impregnated by a huge husky roaming about... nice...
4. Shower. I washed myself REAAAALLLLL good... (oh my!)
5. Watched The Wizard of Oz... realized the original idea was probably thought up while the author was high on the 18th century equivalent of crystal meth....
6. Went to brother's hockey game...
7. Still at brother's hockey game....
8. Yep, still here, seems to last forever... stupid cold, damp, smells-like-dirty-man, loud arena... what is one supposed to do in this environment for two hours eh?
9. Hockey's done..  woot woot!...
10. Supper... Wow...not too bad of a day got worse... food tasted like sand... not even nice beach sand... dirty, shit-brown sand...
11. Practicing my loud, obnoxious, amazing bird calls.... I think I got the cockatoo pretty good...
12. TWENTY-SEVEN days til Christmas... nothing's done...how great! Yet, no worries, as long as I'm arround, there'l always be Christmas spirit... (unless you piss me off, fuck-face!)

well... that wasn't soo hard...

OH! I gotta think of a really cool closing sentence/goodbye to put at the end of my posts.. Something that cool people like Lady Gaga and Mel Gibson would be jealous of...

OOHH!!!!!!!! GOT IT!

Happy Groping!