You could be waiting for a day that won't come
| Tuesday, January 31, 2006 |
| So that last post was really long. I apologize. I am now going to see how long blogger will let this title go. How many titles are really this long? |
So I guess that answered my question. I didn't really have anything to post, but when do I ever. uh, goodnight, i guess.
Martini Kisses |
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| Sunday, January 29, 2006 |
| Travelling and Babies |
It started on the GO bus, well it actually started on the subway but theres no interesting story there. I looked out the window to find a slew of sketchy people boarding the bus. Watching them I repeated in my head over and over again "please let a kindly old lady sit beside me". Of course, as luck would have it, the sketchy-est one of all sat beside me. 2 black teeth and one horrid smell of a man. Usually I don't mind the smell of cigarettes, it doesn't phase me, but this was so sick. It was the most intese cigarette smell ever. More intense than smoking one yourself. It was as if I was standing in the middle of a city-wide smoking competition. And, having already been nautious due to the events of the previous night, I felt more ill. I spent the whole drive with my scarf over my nose mouth. Once I finally made it to Oshawa I ended up waiting an hour for my aunt to show up because my cousin was going nuts over something that doesn't matter, as usual.
I spent the next 3 hours sleeping while my aunt drove. That was nice.
I arrived at home in Assprior then promptly left for dinner at a chinese restaurant. Funny side story, there were no vegitarian dishes at the buffet. Yes, I know, hard to believe. So I had a special dinner made for me. At least the chefs were nice. Infact there were great, and so was the food. Afterwards, I watched some of the game avec mon frere, and some Clone High (which is now in my possession for a limited time so I must watch the rest of it quickly).
In the morning I was almost late for the whole reason I went home; My baby cousin's baptism. But by the good forces of my father's driving I made it on time. There were 5 baptisms going on and a billion kids were there. I sat behind my cousin, her husband, and her sons, one of which was the one i was the child to be baptized. When the older one, who's only 2 saw me and my father he giggled and yelled out "PETE AND NAD!" Greatest kid ever. After the mass he decided it was a good idea to ring the bells, but the priest disagreed and took them away. Oh well, the church is full of other fun things to play with.
After the church-y-ness, we had a lunch thing filled with meat and other food I can't/won't eat. Needless to say, I sat near the veggie tray. I entertained the many small people running around the house with silly faces, songs, and Elmo. Oh that Elmo, always there when you can't stand to play with the fisherprice kitchen anymore. Just before I was about to leave I was confronted about politics and it seemed that I was making the 2 conservative followers in front of me very angry. Thankfully my aunt saved me when she announced we were leaving.
I drove the whole way to Glendon. For some odd reason a drive that should've been 5 hours only took 3hours and 45minutes. I definetly ignored the speed limit. Mostly because I felt like passing out but couldn't due to the surrounding cars.
So that's ot. Oh, did I mention that this all went down in about 24 hours. Not really the visit I imagined.
Martini KissesLabels: family |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 8:11 PM |
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| Saturday, January 28, 2006 |
| Alcohol: I thought you were my friend! |
So I just wrote this whole fucking blog about my good night and all the great things I did and it erased itself, and when I went to recover the post, it gave me my last post. Motherfucker. Now I'm in a bad mood.
Okay, I'll summ up what I wrote in less flowery words (though I enjoy flowery words much better): got drunk, made new friends, had good guy friend attempt to make out with me (he was denied), played "I have never" (now feel sexually inadequate), watched movies, saw hot friend-guy (mmmm *drool*), and... well... I don't remember the rest.
Stupid blog. out to get me. I have to go to bed now.
I have to be up at 8, to leave by 9, to catch the GO train by 10, to be at my aunt's place by 11, to drive for 5 hours to Ottawa.
Goodnight!
Martini kissesLabels: drunktalk, sex |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 2:10 AM |
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| Friday, January 27, 2006 |
| Damn you Wilco and your songs of happiness and hope. I hate you. Except not really. |
True love will find you in the end
You're gonna find out that love's your friend
Don't be sad, I know you will
Don't give up until
True love will find you in the end
This is a promise with a catch
Only if you're looking can it find you
Cause true love is searching too
How can it recognize you
Unless you step out into the light, the light?
Don't be sad, I know you will
Don't give up until
True love will find you in the end
Don't be sad, I know you will
Don't give up until
True love will find you in the end
True love will find you in the end
True love will find you in the end
True love will find you in the end
martini kisses and true love |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 8:45 PM |
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| Tuesday, January 24, 2006 |
| hehehe.... |
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 10:43 PM |
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| Monday, January 23, 2006 |
| Vote! |
It is your right and obligation!
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:37 PM |
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that title is refrencing a couple of things:
1-> almost done downloading season 3 of Red vs Blue. i have season 4, but i dont wanna ruin it.
2->almost time to vote... must vote soon... mind cant take much more waiting...
3->almost ready to sleep. im a wee bit tired.
4->almost finished putting numbered reasons into all my posts.
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 2:26 AM |
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| Sunday, January 22, 2006 |
| Hmmm... ok... |
i seem to have dropped off the face of the earth. im sure i wasnt missed.
I am in the process of doing 3 things right now that i deem fairly important:
1 - making plans with my-brothers-friend-turned-my-friend/husband to go out if i go home for reading week, which i probably will. (no, its not a "date", we have an ongoing joke that we are married. i dont know why its funny, but it is.)
2 - updating my resume. i need a job.
3 - searching for apartments. i have had so many roommate offers, but i already have 2 roomates lined up.
this is exciting. i cant wait to finally have my own place. well, my shared own place.
back to work.
Martini Kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 3:05 PM |
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| Saturday, January 21, 2006 |
| quick question |
I've been wearing the same pants for a week. Is that bad?
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:39 AM |
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| Friday, January 13, 2006 |
| i'm (not) okay |
so its been almost a week since my last post. i still don't know the details of his death. what i can tell you is that his name was Zachary Raley. he was about 12 years old, maybe younger, i can't even remember.
his whole death has remained a secret.... not one person from Arnprior knows about it. my mom searched through all her contacts and her contacts searched throught their contacts to find information. but still, we have come up dry.
this worries me. if i was lied to about Zachary's death, there will be hell to pay... 1: for faking someones death, 2: for making me cry in my room all night, 3: for making me run out of kleenex's in the middle of a cold.
i have not stop thinking about Zachary, and even a bit about his once-my-friend-now-turned-evil-sister.
nothing will make me forget. i wish i could.
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 9:51 PM |
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| Saturday, January 07, 2006 |
| deep breaths |
just ignore this entry, i just need to get something out.
i just found out someone from back home died. a an old friends brother. a really good kid; he was sweet, and funny, and adorable. i used to babysit him from time to time. he always hung out with us when i came over to see his sister. im just in shock. i just dont know what to do. or who to talk to. and the worst part is... it was cancer.
it kills me just a little more when its cancer, cuz i know what the family goes thru. i know how hard it is to watch someone fade away. i know what its like being totally helpless.
oh god. i dont know what to do. i wish i had someone to talk to. i dont know anyone who understands, or who can just be there.
i just want to go to sleep, and wake up to find out it was all a horrible dream. but judging by my kleenex box, thats not going to happen.
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 3:38 AM |
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| Ta-dah! |
I have added new links. They are at the bottom of the page. They are also pictures. How come my sentences sound so weird. I blame the bad structure. And my grade 10 english teacher. What a dick.
I have a bit of a could right now, as well as a headache. I'm not waiting up for my loser friends any longer. I mean loser in the nicest possible way. But they still should've called. I really have to stop believing people when I know they are lying.
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 1:45 AM |
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| Thursday, January 05, 2006 |
| Better Mood |
Much better actually. I've got the endorphines flowing, I'm ready to party. Eventhough there is no party. I'm surprised at how hanging out with Angelique and Aleya really boosted my mood. I miss hanging out with them. I miss Amanda too, but I don't think she misses me that much. Whatever, she can have her own life, I'm fine with that.
Now the question is, to fan club, or not to fan club?
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 11:31 PM |
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| Here begins a new day... |
Waking up at 1 isn't all it's cracked up to be when you didn't sleep the night before.
I have a class at three. One of my favorite classes, actually. I don't want to go.
I want to finish this book. I want to do homework. I want to curl up and watch another sad movie. Or a movie that pisses me off. I don't know why. i can't really explain the mood I'm in.
I wish Lena Olin and Oliver Platt weren't in Casanova. Cuz now I have to see it. But it looks so bad.
It now seems that a very good videogame has been ruined by hollywood as well. Bloodrayne. The trailer makes me sad because it's not like the game at all. And the chick who plays the lead doesn't look like her. And the costume doesn't look like hers. And her arm-sword-thingys don't look right. Now I am very, very sad. Oh Meatloaf! Why did you decide to help ruin this movie?
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 1:02 PM |
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| Tuesday, January 03, 2006 |
| *sniff, sniff* |
I just finished watching The Notebook. Oh god, why did I watch that. I always lose it right at the end, when Gena Rowlands cries, then when James Garner cries. That whole damn scene; it's my favorite and the most hated. I'm a complicated person. I think it's the onlt movie I've ever cried at. And I cry every time I watch it. Wow, I'm only slightly pathetic.
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 3:13 AM |
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| Monday, January 02, 2006 |
| WARNING: rightfully self-centred comment ahead |
Do you know how many people would be in trouble if I became selfish?
I should just do it. Just disregard others needs and personal feelings.
Martini Kisses
(i hope they sting)Labels: fuck ya'll |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 11:16 PM |
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| drunken posts are funny |
After reading the post from new years, I've realized i'm quite the coherent drunk. That's comforting, since it can make up for my constant falling, which I didn't do this time (thank god).
I think it's sort of funny that eventhough I had lots to drink new years, I had more to drink 2 days before new years. It was a mini back to school party I was having with a from friend back home. We went to a local bar, got drunk, and danced all night. So fun. I am now realizing the amount we had: 1 rickards red, 2 ameretto sours, 6-8 alabama slammers, 2 shots of orgasm, 6-8 shots of polar bear. And that's what I remember. Could've been more (my friend kept sneaking off and buying me drinks). My friends list is the same amount. So we bought double what I consumed.
I now feel pathetic for posting about my drinking. But I think I should keep some sort of record. To know where i've wasted my money.
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:41 PM |
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| Sunday, January 01, 2006 |
| Riddle me this, Batman.. |
Why is the male gender so retarded? No, seriously. This is not a "oh, how I have been wronged" rant, but rather a seious question. I was walking home from the new years party behind this girl in a skirt. It wasn't a skanky short skirt, it was a very nice, tasteful just-below-the-knee legnth skirt and some guy yelled at her "Nice skirt, can I see what's under it?" Come on, if you are gonna use a pick up line at least make it good! That one just plain sucked.
Anyways, aside from that, I am in an anti-guy mood. I guess it's because of girls too. So many bad girlfriends give the rest of us their bad reputation. I hate knowing that so many guys out there have or have had nagging girlfriends who, quite honestly, don't understand them. I'd be such a good girlfriend. Okay, so that sounds bad, but it's not meant to be bad... I really laid back when it comes to dating. I've always understood that I am not the center of attention and that guys need to have their own time and their own space. It's nice to spend time with a significant other, but it's not right to make someone abandon their whole existence just for you. It just doesn't make sense.
I don't know where that rant came from. Whatever. I'm drunk and cold and tired and dreamland is calling.
Goodnight 2005, Good Morning 2006.
Martini KissesLabels: drunktalk |
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