Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Caught Up.



so what's that supposed to be about baby
ya'll free up ya mind and stop actin crazy
reminisce about all the good times daily
why you try pull that got me actin crazy

what's that supposed to be about baby
ya'll free up ya mind and stop actin crazy
sean paul u'll give ya the good lovin daily
now you try and pull that got me actin shady

Last night for dinner I had a giant helping of 1 years worth of classess in 8 weeks, with an extra helping of tests and assignments... accompanied by a heaping spoonfull of running club, a handful of Nursing Student Council and a tall class of CTF social committee. Not to mention that giant piece of Big Sister I had for dessert.

My plate is getting a wee bit too full.

Sleeping is over-rated anyway.

Saturday, October 21, 2006

I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

Oh the sound of the wind throught my bones makes me laugh
at all the bodies I kissed and never knew
Oh the soung of a lover's sympathy falling down to the floor
just barely out of reach from me
No I will not go back
every word thats been hiding inside of my head is running blindly
look behind me nothing's left

6 weeks and nothing is ever going to be the same
6 weeks and i have changed so much, it makes me sad.

6 weeks made me popular, 6 weeks made me chosen, 6 weeks made my soul, feel so, old.

6 weeks made me wish i could go back 6 years.

Who ever knew it was possible to spend so much time with so many people and still feel so, alone.

Like no one is ever going to understand what I go through. No one is ever going to get what its like to be like me.

If I could make the world stop I would. Please just wait for me, I'm still coming. Please just wait.

People get cancer and everyone knows. Everyone tells them how great they are. They wear ribbons and run for them. They honor them.

But cancer doesn't last forever.

I do.

And no one wants to celebrate me. And how hard it is to breathe. How hard it is to wake up in the morning, how hard it is to get dressed, to do my hair, to put on makeup, to eat breakfast.

How hard it is to have fun. I don't want to be like this forever. I don't want to be like this tomorrow.

But if I can't be here for me, then no one else will. Sometimes I don't want to be strong, I want someone else to be strong for me.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Funky Cold Medina.

Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo.
Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo.

Jesus, thy name is badjokegenerator.com


What does laura eat for breakfast?
Cocoa Penispies

What's a pirate's favourite film?
Some Like It Robot

What's hot dog's favourite dessert?
Lemon Kraft Dinneringue Pie

I think I just peed my pants.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Overnight Celebrity.

You put the boom-boom into my heart
You send my soul sky high when your lovin' starts
Jitterbug into my brain
Goes a bang-bang-bang 'til my feet do the same
But something's bugging you
Something ain't right
My best friend told me what you did last night
Left me sleepin' in my bed
I was dreaming, but I should have been with you instead.

I am a crack whore saviour.

Last night I saved a crack whore's life. Okay, well, maybe not.

I was driving down Dundas, when all of a sudden a crack whore on a bike was hit by a car. So I put my car in park - in the middle of Dundas. And put down the window. And yelled:

"ARE YOU OKAY?!?!? I KNOW FIRST AID!!!!"

but.

I didn't get out of the car. I just leaned out the window.

And, as I was parked, a flock of hobo's jumped into my car and a gaggle of squigee kids started washing my windows. And the crack whore, now risen from the dead examined her mangled cigarette... having survived the hit and still holding the cigarete between her two crack whore fingers got back on her bicycle and rode off into the sunset.

I am not accepting applications to the crack whore brigade.