my Love list:

-colours
-blank notebooks
-the smell of new shoes
-not caring, just doing
-friends that invite me to do things after school or work
-not working
-films
-art
-skipping classes to eat perogies
-handwriting
-sleeping in
-winking
-dreams that I can remember
-Biology
-watching movies in school, instead of listening to the same droning voice for an hour
-getting a good grade
-Having people care what happens to me
-Hugs
-Rainy days
-good hair days
-crayons
-having someone tell me I look good, even if I know they're lying

The emo Story of my Life.

I have to write a screen play, and I'm drawing blanks.
I'm lonely, and I don't know why.
I'm stupid, and I don't know why.
I'm huge. And I know all too well why.
And I'm probably among the most unattractive people I can think of.
And I'm sitting here, feeling sorry for myself, because I'm a teenage girl who doesn't know anything. I don't know what I want to do when I graduate. I don't even know what I want to do on the days when I don't have to go back to that hell hole and scan groceries for hours and hours. I don't have money. I don't have a plan. I don't have a social life. And I do the dreaded comparison, when you look at another girl walking down the hallway, and I think "why couldn't I have been her?" When I know full well that this girl hurts for reasons I'll never know. She has another world that orbits around something else.
And honestly, I wish I weren't so whiney. I am happy. I'm cheerful most of the time, and a good liar. I have a roof over my head. I have food. I get a paycheque every week. I have wonderfully unconditional friends. But I still whine to this damn blog everytime. As if something about it makes me sad, mad, depressed. As if something about putting my fingers on the keyboard makes me pour out some pessimistic crap that illustrates the teenage mindset of today. The mindset we were taught to hate, but fall into pattern with anyway.
I really don't want to work tomorrow...

MY Hate list

-Liars
-Backstabbers
-Customers that leave the store a half hour after they're supposed to
-people who don't reply to important emails
-Sharpeners that eat pencils
-Physics
-Anything remotely related to physics
-Cleaning my room and bathroom. Every week.
-My hair, in all it's frizzy crapiness.
-Teenagers
-My age group
-Calories
-Plastic cutlery
-People who put 'chillin with my friends' down as a hobby in their profile.
-Tinfoil
-Anyone who thinks emo is uncool. Those kids are so much cooler than me.
-Mullets
-Public displays of affection.
-When I have something on my face and no one tells me
-Being mocked and not knowing it
-Wishes that never ever come true.
-Being lonely (emo!)
-People who put music lyrics in their msn name and AREN'T mocking the song
-Teachers hating me, and I don't know why. The good teachers
-Teachers liking me, and I don't know why. The bad teachers
-Not knowing which word to use for my collage

A Love List is coming soon too, so I don't look ENTIRELY bitter.

Someday, I'm going to make a hate list.

I, like cake. In the way that a cookie...

Yeah, I like cake. I just baked one. mmm.
Anyway! Everyone go to snopes.com and look at the awesome urban legends.
I deleted my old blog because I was tired of it, and it kept screwing up, and blah. I like this one far better, it's so...fresh. I've always wanted to use that word for something other and vegetables...

I wish I were a model. Then I would feel cool. And pretty.
I also wish I were eating a DQ brownie batter blizzard...

the new one.

I have a NEW blog. this is it.