You could be waiting for a day that won't come
| Saturday, April 29, 2006 |
| Tight Jeans |
Let me tell you: today, my ass looks fantastic!
martini kisses |
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| Wednesday, April 26, 2006 |
| I Should Be Sleepin' Instead Of Keepin' These Late Hours I've Been Keepin' |
I have an exam at 9 o'clock. I wish it was already over. I wish I knew what was going on in the class. I wish I was intelligent. That'd be nice. I'm almost finished packing, which is why I'm not studying. I need some sort of work ethic next year. That'd also be nice. God, why can't I focus.? Oh sorry, correction: Lou, why can't I focus?
I won't say I'm going to miss Glendon and all my friends, I'll just ignore thses "feelings" for four months... or at least until June.
I also wish I had more interesting things to write about... or the ability to write well would be equally lovely.
Martini Kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 11:18 PM |
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| My Feet Hurt From The Abundance Of Fun |
The end of a well spent day has produced blisters, cheap CDs and the loss of money (as well as bus tickets). It is the last time I will see Dave, Anthony, or... Chris until I force them to hang out with me for a celebration of my 20 years of life. All in all, a superb day.
Right now it's starting to sink in that I am not close enough this summer to visit anyone. I knew it before, but with only 2 days left the realisation has begun to set. The trick will be getting people to visit me... though I don't see that happening due to the fact that most of my friends are much lazier than me, which really says a lot.
I finally got my walk today with Chris. Litterally, since the beginning of the year we have planned to walk and a huge, long, intimate talk, but we just never had the chance. It seems appropriate that it should happen on our last night to see eachother.
Odd sidenote: I'm so in love with a kick-ass loft near the Nestle factory. Mmm, the smell of Kit-Kats in the morning alone is a good reason to live there.
Martini Kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 3:09 AM |
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| If you didn't notice... |
I've changed my blog... a lot. If it's too hard to read just let me know, because I can fix that. Now, if was smart enough to create my own header i'd be happy.
Martini Kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 3:44 PM |
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| Sunday, April 23, 2006 |
| Did You Hear The One About The.... |
The funny thing about me being the therapist is I have so many people telling me their secrets yet there is no one who will ever know all of mine.
So Brynn's gone. I moved her out today. My stomach sort of feels sick.
I went to see a band last night. Really great. It's my friend's brother's band. In simple terms, they are ska. The singer pisses me off because she doesn't have strong enough vocals for ska. But whatever. They're called Action League Now! They're fun.
Martini Kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:59 PM |
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| Saturday, April 22, 2006 |
| The Doctor Is In |
My life before Glendon consisted a lot of me being the resident psychologist: I was the most trustworthy, I knew everyone, I saw all sides to the problems and I was always there. For a few years now I've been isolated, which drives me nuts but has been purposeful. It's not that I wasn't trusted anymore, it was that I didn't trust. Does that make sense?
Now, once again, I am playing the therapist, except is a new setting, with new people, and new knowledge. But this time it's different. I can feel it. Before when advice was given or attempts to patch up relationships people either abused the given information or fucked things up by ignoring it. On many occasions, in fact, my advice would be take, things worked out, but the next day they would forget everything I told them. At the end of it all they would come to me and say "You were right." Everytime I found out they fucked up I felt angry that I was of value yet wasted, but at the same time I smiled inside knowing I will always be smarter than them. I stand behind that smug thought, because essentially I was right.
Here things are different. The people here want to change themselves, they want someone to talk to, they want to be free of judgements. I believe I can be there for them. How do I know they are different? With something so simple: appreciation. I've recently gotten word that I've been discussed, but not in a bad way at all. Knowing that others trust me enough to say the things they say, or act the way they do is one thing, but to know someone says you're an honestly good person who they trust (eventhough they haven't known you long), that feels fantastic. And everyone needs a little fantastic in their lives.
To anyone who thinks this way: I won't let you down, and though you've heard that before know that I am different. I'm not asking anyone to trust me with no background or reason to, but know that when you're in need. no matter what goes on, I'm there.
Martini Kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 1:57 PM |
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| Friday, April 21, 2006 |
| oh, dear lord, im going to die |
No sleep is killing me
The heat is killing me
My eyes are killing me
On the plus side: I just inherited a new pair of shoes and jeans. Score!
Martini Kisses
edit: thank you nick
loose leaf potatoes
smelly feet become nightmares
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| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 12:53 AM |
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| Thursday, April 20, 2006 |
| Long time no see... |
It seems I have been ignoring my blogs. That really isn't too big of a deal though... seeing as no body reads it. I just thought I'm young, blonde, and intoxicated, what better way to end a crazy night?
And what a night it was. Full of free alcohol, hugs, interesting facts, and kisses. And tongue. Money to whoever can guess who I got some tongue from.... 2 little hints a) both are not of the same sex, b) one is someone you'll never guess. So by that statement, I'm keeping the money... and it doesn't count if you were there.
I went to see Run with the Kittens again last night. They are so fun every time. Another funny fact: I heard a girl I hate slept with the lead singer. I hope she knows shes a scene groupie whore and he'll never call her back.
Okay, now I need sleep. I have to be up early-ish tomorrow. Fuck that noise.
Martini Kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 4:45 AM |
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| Monday, April 10, 2006 |
| do the seems fine shuffle |
im having a mildly good day.
its not bad. its not perfect. its there and im happy.
i may have a ticket for the yeah yeah yeahs tonight. im really hoping i get it. im so pumped to go.
seriously.
i have come into possession of so much cool stuff recently. especially my new shirt. and books. and light. and cheques. and underwear. yeah, i said underwear. they are the days of the week. deal with it, yo.
martini kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 3:30 PM |
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| Wednesday, April 05, 2006 |
| Some Fine Pictures This Week, Don't You Agree? |
 cyanide and happiness never ceases to amaze me.
martini kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 1:43 PM |
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| Tuesday, April 04, 2006 |
| Heroes In An Art Shell... Artist Power! |
A picture is worth a thousand theme songs.
Martini Kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 6:06 PM |
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| Saturday, April 01, 2006 |
| Yeah, I'm a fucking nerd. |
I have decided to not join D and D next year. I'm sick of the DM, he's a nice guy but I hate how he's so ridiculous with reminded me when D and D is. Like I've ever missed a session. Okay, I missed a couple but I told him before hand. He's just being annoying. The next session isn't until the 18th but he keeps saying "are you going to be there?" Of course I'm going to be there, I was the one who decided on the fucking day!
*breathe deep*
Ok, I'm calm now. I think I need sleep. That's a good plan; wake up early, do homework, learn lines, organize radio station.
martini kisses |
| posted by Fucking Bingo @ 11:09 PM |
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