Vagina Bitch City

Mah baby left me... to go to the Vagina Bitch City, also known as, Virginia Beach!

Yeesss, I have one FULL week to do whatever I want, and he'll never knowww... hahahaha -

LOL that wasn't an evil laugh, it was a laugh at my JOKE laugh, just to be clear ya'll.

And while I'll be missing him for the entire week he's gone, I'll be wearing what he left for me!!! Everyday!!!!!!!! lmaoo, I don't evern think he remembers leaving it at my house...

Anyway, here's to always being around me, even when he's treking through into virginal territory, or state rather.

Much love, kisses, and orgasms!

p.s. Don't you guys like my new sweater?!

9hrs of Money Making Pleasure

Finished my FIRST EVER overnight yesternight. Twas quite the event.
Bayview Village took my overnight virginity, and so did Jessica (our hot girl associate with the nicest heart ever lol, like a real genuine girl), Claudia (our resident cool girl, lot's of spice, and she dresses nice), Dave (the SHULICH boy! I've never known anyone from Shulich before. He talks about his girlfriend a lot), Derek (the cute boy at work that everyone secretly has a crush on, haha), Dorris (the cool asian lady who has the experience of a manager, but isn't a bitch - she talks shit about the managers with you), Laura (manager number 2, a sweetheart, he touches everyone, hasn't touched me yet, haven't made myself open to it), and my favourite, Diana (manager number 1, lol, the bitch, nuff said. I like her though).

It wasn't as bad as a 9hr shift during the day at all! I really liked it. It had it's awkward moments, with the whole older sale associate closeness and me trying to feel comfortable around them, but after I made some effort, it was alright.
The Bayview people ordered pizza, that was nice. And I went there and back with Dorris, whom lives only an intersection away. She's cool. She says Mvb is handsome. She gave him the scarf they used for the Gap Christmas tree when they were working together at Eatons.

The only thing is that I only did the overnight because I thought it would go to my pay the next morning, but it turns out it will be on my next paycheck because the pay period ended on Saturday. Plus side is that I copped an extra $100 in my pocket! And it''s going straight to my registration lol.

The Differences Between Love and "Aint Love"

My Dear, that isn't love.

That's the feeling of his eager and wet tongue gracing the edge of your clitoris; It's his flocculent hand insinuating a caressing hold onto your supple breast; It's his throbbing penis rubbing repeatedly against your vaginal walls...

Trust me girl, that aint love.

Google's Gonna Make Me A Staaaa'

I Read What I Lack In Life.
Evaluating all the shit in my life, all the people. One thing's for fucking sure, I am NOT staying in Canada next year. I don't give a fuck. ...
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That's what you'll find if you search my blog on google, hahaha... I love that it shows the beginning of one of my previous blogs. I laughed out loud when I read that. Question: Does that pull you in at all? It might pull me in. If I were bored It definitely would.

Maybe one day my blog will get as many visitors as PerezHilton's? I highly doubt, but you never know. Mvb might be a top recording artist one day? Jboy and Trish might get married? Chubb might go to school and get a life? Em's might pick up a broom? You never know, you know.

I could totally advertise my blog, but that would be weird, hahaha. I wouldn't even be making money, it would just be for people to read it. In that case, I could just write blogs on facebook. Meh - I need to start drawing and painting before I get all angry that I didn't this summa summa.

Here's a link to the google page if you want to see it yourself; you simply must, it will most definitely be a pinacle point in your life!!!

http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&q=i+read+what+I+lack+in+life&meta=&rlz=1R2ADBF_en&aq=f&oq=

When All Else Fails, Give'm A Warped Smile

See this warped smile on my face?

That's me trying to salvage what's left of my summer. No Caribana. No Salsa on St. Clair. Went out to Frequency once (and it was horrid). I haven't drawn or painted ANYTHING. I haven't even gone to the Zoo OR the Science Centre...

I don't even think I'll have money for that, since I have to pay my registration fee :S

Bleh, all that aside. I have been relaxing, which is good. But it's been a looonely year thus far. I'll admit, my 7 numerology year number of solitude is definitely right. So far, that's all it's been for me. Evaluating all the shit in my life, all the people. One thing's for fucking sure, I am NOT staying in Canada next year. I don't give a fuck.

One more thing, fuck all you people who screw me over. Remember, this is MY fucking blog, I'll say whatever the fuck I want to say. This is a big outlet for me, and if I want to say I don't like your red hair, then that's what it is. If you don't like it, DON'T READ IT. And while this doesn't pertain to any particular individual, I will keep it there, BECAUSE it helps me to declare my freedom and affirms what I sometimes forget - this is my outlet.

What the fuck is a Denim Advisor?

I'm hoping to find out during my shift on Sunday, because I am now Gap Yorkdales Denim Advisor. That's pretty cool. When my manager informed me of my new title, I asked if I was getting a raise (haha). I'm sure I won't, but the honor and title suffice.

I actually plan on buying one of their new pairs of jeans tomorrow? The "Always Skinny". I'm going to wear them like, every shift. Oh Moad, how quickly our earnings visit and soon leave us!

Speaking of my earnings and my work, I made my first purchase ever at LCBO today! A small bottle of Captain Morgan. I couldn't choose between Bacardi, Rey and Nephew, and Smirnoff. I hate Smirnoff Ice so I didn't get it, Rey and Nephew was $20 for a slightly bigger bottle than what I wanted, and so I settled with Captain Morgan, especially because I just wanted rum.

NOW, try and remember what I said I would do with alcohol in relation to work... try really hard to remember... do you remember?

I said I would take a shot before heading off to my scheduled shifts! I didn't even think of that when I bought the alcohol. I just wanted to buy some so I could have alcohol to pre-drink instead of forgetting to make it to LCBO in time before a party or something. I'm DEFINITELY going to try it out on Sunday. I might even bring a little more to take another shot during my break, just to see how it goes, lmaoo... only for that one day though. I'll let you know how it goes.

Anyway, SHOTS TO CELEBRATE my new TITLE?!?!?! That's what it'll be, hahaha.

Renegade Mode

In renegade mode once again. Brought on by various stresses from different ends of the round table. I've just realized how motherly and domineering I was in a certain situation concerning girls and boys, and the fact that my judgments may have been out of turn. At least, in the ways my opinions were stated. Swallowing pride is not an easy task for me, especially if there is fault in both parties. I had intended to apologize after seeing at least an attempt of a conscious effort to better our situation, I really did. This is why I've chosen to wait, because if anything means anything, a friendship will mean more than one haste tempered comment.

Veering to our left on the round table lies my impeccable taste for the right words to say. Always. The way I shoot back sometimes - or I should say most of the time, gets me into a heap of trouble with the fam. Yes, it is something I'm in control of. And by God, thank you for privileging me with an habitual environment that would allow me to free my speech to the cosmic depths of the universe. I do use it well.

Venture a mere two feet further to your left and you'll be able to count the many possibilities for my academic future. With the great number of options, it almost feels as though there might as well be none. Fear prevents me from making a decision. But then again, if you continue your treading down the table, you'll find that finance is an issue as well. There are as many career options available to me as the amount of dollars I owe. I grew up with the notion that girl's shouldn't discuss finance, so I think I'll uphold that bias for this session.

It's a very stressful time. Work is my only escape. To my amazement, I'm able to let out a ton of aggression, be unconnected to some degree from my reality; I make money, and I'm also able to socialize without the regular strain and anxiety I usual have. I have no idea why all of this is possible, but I know it's something good, for now. Things can change, they always do. However, as much as I feel that my shift tomorrow will help me escape slightly, I don't know how much I'll really be able to focus.

I just feel so... alone. I feel like I'm wasting every one's time every time I talk to them. Or I feel like what I once had with people, it's not worth salvaging because I'm not worth much as a component. I work so hard to try and be on every one's good side, or do my best to evolve whatever scenario we're in at any given time, but my human tendencies throw me off. I think I'm going to keep myself at arm's length from the world for now. This could be a one night dilemma I'll just get over in the morning, but I really feel jaded by all of this. I just want to go to a casino and sit on a slot machine for 4 hours not talking to anyone. And while I might actually do this, I'll opt for sketching at harbourfront instead, or more economically fitting, sketching at the beach. I discovered a few places I've never seen before. Near those rocks! I'm going to go there.

Chick's over Dick's? Not Really.

Ya'll gon' regret yo decisions.

At the end of the day, yes I didn't try, but you didn't either. Explain to me why I have to come crawling back to you? If my point is that you're forgetting I'm here, or more or less neglecting our friendship, then you should work harder to resolve that by making more effort, right??

I think that makes sense.

Just know that everyday you decide to pay more attention to the materials in life and focus less on what really matters in your life, know that you're throwing away a whole fucking-lot down the drain honey. Because I don't resent anymore, I just start building a wall between us so you don't have the opportunity to make me feel like I misjudged someone whom I thought respected our relationship to the highest degree, or make me feel like I'm losing something. Simple.

I just want YOU to know, that YOU are fucking things up for YOURSELF. Not me.

I Fucking Love This Song

Meet The Meg and Dia Band.

They're cool.

Their voices are reminiscent of an incredibly talented and well trained 4 year old -
just a thought.

Anyway, their song "Monster" is one of my favourites right now! I can't stop playing it on the geetur. I'll post a vid of myself playing it at some point. When I remember the lyrics. I know them, but I keep forgeting words sometimes! SO ANNOYING lol.

Anyway, here's an acoustic version of the song. The lyrics are touchy (it's about rape, and you know how much we love talking about rape - not a whole lot lol), but it makes for a great piece of raw material. I hope to see them live one day. Can you believe that Mvb introduced them to me? He either introduced or made me interested in several artists of whom have songs that are my all time favourites, including Justin Nozuka (!!!!!), James Morrison, and Ray LaMontagne, and of course Meg and Dia. Tanku Melberry!