HIHI!! Okay, so I had this all written out and totally ready to post and my internet smiled sweetly and said "teehee f*** you!" So, no I didn't just disappear again. I tried to access the site with my cell phone but I can't open my PM box or write a fricking blog. f***ing Telus!! :angry:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BM!! I hope it was as fab as mine was!! and Hill's and Anna's!:D:D:D
Okay, so yeah. Being a senior totally has more downs than ups. Math is aggravating (the ****mates not so much the subject), Social is interesting and hilarious, Art is fun, and French is boring.
This month has especially been sucky. I came down with pink eye about a month ago. Then the Tuesday the week after I got it again, then the Sunday following I got it AGAIN and yesterday is started up in my other eye. I have a strong suspecting gut feeling it's my eye makeup (I sometimes wear) so that's now in the wastebasket.
The definite highlight is my I'M-AN-ADULT-NOW birthday party!! and Halloween Week. Yes, between May 5 and May 9 is Halloween Week. My friend Jen and I dressed all week, I was a little more exuberant than she was and noticed more (that was a little annoying).
So, Monday, I dressed up like a Girl, pink from head to toe, nail polish pig tails high on my head. I freaked my friends and my brother's friends right the hell out :D:D:D. to add to my wardrobe I had a very girlie laugh and exaggerated voice and Jen dressed like an emo. She had my red pen and smudged ink on her wrist to look all hardcore and stuff.
Tuesday, I dressed like a gangster. Lol, I just borrowed all my sister's clothes and put tinfoil tape on her shirt to have gangster numbers. I was ballin'! :lol:XD Jen was suppose to dress gangster too but didn't have any baggy clothes. Ooooh! and one of my brother's left a New Era cap at our house so I stole that and we discovered that it lights up. Man it looked so dumb. :lol:
Wednesday Jen and I switched roles and I was the emo and she dressed up like a Stephford house wife. Man, I pulled emo off so well, I even wore a wig to get the flippy hair look. Lol, I tried to straighten the locks that were a little curly but the straightener got really hot and melt some of the hai! :shock:. Best part: Jen and I are in the same Social c1@$$ and we had a sub. She was freaky her eyes were huge and she shook everyone's hands. Except mine. :D
She came up to me and I stared at her dully. "Hello dear, and your name is?"
"Dead, because I killed it," I said with the deadest voice I could muste. "But my pair-Rentals all me Morgan. Here," I pointed to the sheet. She seemed kind of disturbed and left me alone after that. :D heehee (I quoted that from these Asian dudes, they fricking rock my world!!!)
Then came art c1@$$. Man, my art teacher was so shocked she actually had me come up to the front of the room and then began describing how my wig "reshapes her face and redefines it and brings her eyes out." I'm pretty sure you could have cooked eggs on my cheeks. Then she had everyone vote on whether I should grow my hair out or not. They all voted yes even my friends (they payed for that later :twisted:). In all that was my second favourite day.
Thursday, we dressed as nerds. I wore my work pants, slicked my hair back, tucked my shirt in, and but duct tape on my glasses. All that was missing was a pocket-protector. I even had the nerd laugh down pat! *nerdy snort* That was amusing. This wasmy favourite day!
Friday we were going to dress as hicks but shamefully coming from a hick town I opted not to so we decided to dress as one of our friends. I missed my jingly pants so I was half me half my friend.
That was a really good week. I plan on dressing up again sometime next week as a surfer dude. Ch-yaw, dude! Oh First Mate Kels took pictures so I need to find her tomorrow and see about getting those so i can show y'all!
Lol the next week on Wednesday I was wearing my nerd shirt again because I forgot to change before I left for school. Very good thing I didn't change because during art I had a bottle of acrylic paint blow up on me. That was so messy and so funny. I had in my hair, on my lens, on the floor, all over my shirt. Little of it actually hit my paint pallet and none hit my pants. Thank god!!. The spatter actually reminded me of that CSI episode when that kid killed his brother because he told people he wet the bed. My art teacher said that happens at least once a semester. Meh, it was funny, and I'm never getting that paint out of that shirt. Oh well. :)
Man, the long weekend was great! No work, all play, baby! :D We went to Galaxyland on Saturday then shopped around. On sunday I hung out with my friends and we went drinking later that night, but I only got lightly buzzed.
Um, I didn't get much for presents. I got a funny t-shirt from Cyndel and another one from G-Money (friends from the Warsaw Pact XD good times) who also gave me boxers and a margarita mix. And an iPod from my mum and a plane ticket to see Nightwish from my sister. XD
Monday was totally blah for me and on Tuesday we went to the airport. FUNNIEST THING EVER!
I was wearing the green pants, so they had studs and chains on them. They didn't set the metal detector off!! The security guards were shocked! made my day, until another security guard said I couldn't take my collar on the plane because it's a security risk.
So, I had three options:
Ditch it
Store it
Send it to my self
I picked store it because I don't trust Canada Post with my baby.
However, I had to go through the metal detector again and my pants did set the thing off so I think it was a glitch. :D The security lady had to pat me down and I was so eager to strip my pants off and everything too! I was wearing the boxers G-Money gave. Oh well. QB rolled her eyes at me as she finished groping --er-- checking me for dangerous objects.
Vancouver is....wow. Very much under construction. they have some roads the are closed for the next two YEARS and some that are closed for a few months. All for the 2010 Olympics It's also a very confusing place. Well, I think it wouldn't be too confusing if we lived there for a few months or something. We rented a car MUSTANG CONVERTIBLE!! and proceeded to drive around. That city is **** gorgeous! And smells so great, obviously having to do with the damp weather and trees growing everywhere. If my family wasn't riddled with arthritis, debt, and **** I think we'd totally move there.
So, we went to a couple malls. Apparently B.C.ers love shoes. I've never seen so many shoe shops in my life. Lol, my sister said, "How can Asia have any people left with this many Asians here?!" She kind of had a point. Asians totally dominate Vancouver.
Oh and hotels that cost over $1000 a night are the only ones you'll see because the cheaper ones are tiny and almost unnoticeable. We decided against getting a hotel room for a quick rest. Wow, there were so many goths there. It was awesome. the opening band (forgot their name lol) was a thrash metal band so guess what came with that?
Moshing.
I hate moshing and there's no **** point to it. All it is is people throwing themselves at each other. It's almostl like fighting without the bloody violence. And every time someone fell down, people were there to pick that person up and throw them back into the mosh pit.
It was there that I met my new friend, Christie. We stood there pushing the mosh pit away and keeping the flailing arms away until the opening band finished their songs. So, for the next I think it was like a near hour, we waited for Nighwish to appear. Man, my hearing went incredibly dull. Nightwish came on stage and Christie and I held hands through the whole to avoid being separated.
Halfway through their smashing performance I actually went deaf. Only for a few seconds but it was pretty scary. The pictures I managed to take were on my cell phone and they totally suck. I think half an hour before they finished my battery in my cell died and that sucked.
Best part of all was I managed to get within three rows of the band!!!! THREE ROWS! If i had gotten to the very front I would have jumped the barrier and gotten on stage and tackled one of the band members and never let go :D :twisted:
They rock!
So, after the concert Christie and I exchanged emails and Facebook names then left. Colleen and I had the rental car filled up (you think gas prices are bad here, BC is already in the thirties, possibly forties now) a whole $20 worth, thank god for fuel-efficient cars! We handed the car back and took a nap outside the airport before going in for something to eat and then sleeping on some benches inside until we had to go through security.
Vancouver Airport has some really nice benches. They seriously need to advertise them more. :P They aren't too bad. Lol, apparently I was being given weird looks because those benches are kind so I was curled in tight with a blanket I brought wrapped around me and my blankie (yes the baby blankie I was given when I was a baby) wrapped around me head to block the lights out a little.
Man, we were close to losing our flight out. On our way back Colleen (sister) slept the whole way there and I doodled on my paper and also took the time to have a few winks as well.
Lol, the pilot was telling us the weather in Edmonton and said that there was a light drizzle happening. When we landed I took a glance outside and decided that the dude flying was clearly from some place that constantly rains like England because it was not drizzling! it was **** raining! And I love every bit of it. I hate sun light and what better way to be welcomed home than to have it rain? :D
So yeah that was my birthday weekend.
It rained like not at all in Vancouver which was weird, but there was tons of overcast so it was totally great for me. So we got home, I wandered around for a bit then passed out at 10am and didn't rise from the cave that is my bedroom until 5pm I think. My cat was happy I was home she was giving me the cold shoulder when she realised I was leaving on Tuesday. Then, she was all over me like sweat at a concert when I went to bed....
...and didn't rise until 5pm later that day. So, two days of school then Saturday. Grad Day. I was NOT a happy person. I was all :angry:
Friday night I was drinking. I shouldn't have because of Saturday but i really wasn't giving al too much of a damn until i stood up. I only had a few sips but I had forgotten that I hadn't eaten anything that day except during lunch. Wow, the world is an interesting place when you're tipsy. :P I woke up the next morning with a slight hangover and nasty breath. Nothing toothpaste and Tylenol can't cure.
9am I had to meet my hairstylist. That was a disaster. My hair is naturally straight and couldn't hold a curl if my life depended on it. So, the stylist gave us some hair spray to put in after I had a shower and to have it sprayed in while my hair dried. Okay, fine. She didn't tell us that it had to be just in the f***ing roots only! So, we get to the salon and she had me brush it all out while she finishes up with another graduate. Well, I didn't get all my hair brushed so when she finished with her other client, she started working on my hair.
I was in tears it hurt so much. I hate other people touching my hair. I feigned that I woke up on the wrong side of the bed because I was feeling to manly for her to know otherwise and gritted my teeth while she pinned and curled my hair into "perfection". As soon as we got home I had a fricking black cloud swirling around my head. I got dressed then we were off to the Jubilee for my Grad.
Thank god I was wearing the heels that gave me little height. We were standing around for God knows how long before we were finally lined up and ushered to our seats were we sat around listening to droning speeches. Thank god for Ipods with games on them!
This is my totally impressed face:
Impressive, eh, eh? :P
Finally we went up row by row to march on stage. All 236 of us. That took forever. Though, it was amusing watching the guys do their retarded little poses and girls waddle down the center stage in their poofy dresses. :P :lol:
My dress was not poofy. It was looooooooooong though. It was maroon with sequins everywhere, spaghetti straps (that never stayed up!!), and a matching sash thingy. Despite the fact that that dress was lovely, it was stepped on repeatedly (and not just by me), caught by my chair, closed in doors. Very annoying.
We went home so i could get a change of clothes for the non-alcoholic after party I was going to then we went to this hotel where we were having our banquet. The food wasn't too bad. The people we sat with were nice I suppose and I hate my crush right now. She was dressed in this lovely red dress and had her hair done in loose curls and wore little makeup.
In all, she was gorgeous. :( This so wasn't helping me getting over her!!! :angry:
After dinner we had our dance and that was pretty fun.
Jen and I were outside with her friend on a smoke break (her friend not us, we just tagged along) and there were these guys there who were checking us out. One of them actually came up to use and tried to impress us. As I was removing bobby pins, I calmly said, "Sorry hun, I'm all lesbian over here." He looked all wide eyed then announced it to everyone in shouting distance. Not that I really cared. Then the loser asked if I was being serious. I smiled sweetly and said, "Only for you darling."
I actually wish I had said, "Sorry, I'm only into men." XD :lol: but the other comeback worked just as well. :P
Near the end I changed and gave mum a goodbye hug since my other sister was getting a migraine from our music. We were supposed to be getting a bus ride from the hotel to our party destination and we had to wait nearly an hour before the dude showed up.
They had laser tag, bowling arcade games, air hockey and pool. I tried to stay awake but the stress from dressing up and being who I ain't drained me. So I called mum and had her pick me up.
We got home just after three and I only woke up once to take a phone call from nature before I finally woke up again at 4pm. Being a girl is tiring I don't know how y'all do it. :P
So yeah, that was joys of my time.
I have a new obsession that's rivalling CSI! Tokio Hotel! Who are they, you ask? A German emo-punk-glam rock band! I'm only into them for the German lyrics because they sound better than the English ones.
And their drummer, Gustav Schafer, is cute. He's the one that needs to watch out for me when they play at a venue that I can go to. :twisted:
Ugh, okay so now that I'm done, I'm going to watch a ---what? YES! Internet's back up! *finds pictures and posts them*
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