i remember why i go through so much bullshit, its for times like tonight that make life worthwhile...its why people go through so much crap is in hopes that better days will follow...tonight was great...i dont think i've been so happy in a long long time.... so thank you guys who were there to make this such a good day! it was so funny, our side of the table was much more imature than the other side of the table.(my side consisting of me, alley, katie,danielle, shannon, stina, brandi) (the other side consisting of sonja, lyndise, mathewson, britt, andrew, cyncora) our side of the table was throwing food, singing, doing poses. being really hyper...it was great! then 11 of us piled into shannons minivan, yeah we were all very close..and drove us to the movies, where we saw gothesrs park (sp?)
it was a great movie...ryan phillipe was in it, which triggers mad memories in which you will all hear about.....now
why ryan phillippe? well see when i lived in toronto i had a friend, a very good looking friend, hockey star friend, named darrel. he was very good looking indeed, if i had a scaner i would show you some pictures...but no...anyway he had this cousin raymond, he too was very good looking. and they we the sweetest guys i have ever met. when we would play a game of pickup hockey darrel would always bring me a left handed stick, and if darrel wasnt there than raymond had an extra left handed stick... raymond was always really sweet to me...well i don't know, i don't really feel like sharing anymore...kind of memories that are close to my heart, and i'm sure that no one really cares....
moving on...tonight i am so proud of cyncora... he wore that "girls" shirt that says " you're a nosey little fucker aren't you?". it says that really small and on the chest...when you think about it girls can wear whatever they want, but guys are restricked to guys clothing. i know that he didnt do anything, but i cant help but feel kinda proud. way to break the gender barrier!!!
i thought that i really had a lot to say, but when it comes right down to it, i dont really want to say them...i have so many memories, but i can't express them as well as i would like...well and in order for anyone else to undersatnd them you would have to understand other things too...i dunno...meh
i have so much floating around in my head but for some reason i don't feel like writting them...which is odd because i love writting...as you can probably tell...but its something that i dont really care if im good at it, well come to think about it, i care about it, but its just one of those subconcuise things...same as school. i really could care less about some asspects of it, but its one of those little things that adds up after a while, but at the moment it doesnt matter, or at least i try to make it not matter...i dunno...now im just babling on...i seem to be pretty good at that...i think that i should put that on a resume...i would be an asspect to your company because i can balle on for hours and hours without saying anything of the least importance...
i've realized that i'm a huge hypotcraite...and that i give out advice but i dont take my own... liek some adivice that i just gave my friend...he wants to give up on his talents but i said this....dont ever stop trying.... i used to be horrible at softball and volley ball. but i kept with it. after i hurt myself, i had a lot of people including former coaches tell me that it was a shame.and that i could have gotten myself through collage with it, and maybe even more.....i've had more to that extand said to me...like being asked to stop serving in a volley ball game by the other teams coach so that they could have a chance...i dont know i give advice on most everything, but i never stop to listen to myself...its like it doesnt apply to me...i dunno, i think that i'm my own worst enemy....but i think that most people are....anyway...i think that i have done enough here for the moment...but i will be back, and we all know taht...i like to here myself type...
i would so be used by ryan phillippe for sex without a problem....now that i've made myself sound like a slut....i shall be off
~queen maharet~
it was a great movie...ryan phillipe was in it, which triggers mad memories in which you will all hear about.....now
why ryan phillippe? well see when i lived in toronto i had a friend, a very good looking friend, hockey star friend, named darrel. he was very good looking indeed, if i had a scaner i would show you some pictures...but no...anyway he had this cousin raymond, he too was very good looking. and they we the sweetest guys i have ever met. when we would play a game of pickup hockey darrel would always bring me a left handed stick, and if darrel wasnt there than raymond had an extra left handed stick... raymond was always really sweet to me...well i don't know, i don't really feel like sharing anymore...kind of memories that are close to my heart, and i'm sure that no one really cares....
moving on...tonight i am so proud of cyncora... he wore that "girls" shirt that says " you're a nosey little fucker aren't you?". it says that really small and on the chest...when you think about it girls can wear whatever they want, but guys are restricked to guys clothing. i know that he didnt do anything, but i cant help but feel kinda proud. way to break the gender barrier!!!
i thought that i really had a lot to say, but when it comes right down to it, i dont really want to say them...i have so many memories, but i can't express them as well as i would like...well and in order for anyone else to undersatnd them you would have to understand other things too...i dunno...meh
i have so much floating around in my head but for some reason i don't feel like writting them...which is odd because i love writting...as you can probably tell...but its something that i dont really care if im good at it, well come to think about it, i care about it, but its just one of those subconcuise things...same as school. i really could care less about some asspects of it, but its one of those little things that adds up after a while, but at the moment it doesnt matter, or at least i try to make it not matter...i dunno...now im just babling on...i seem to be pretty good at that...i think that i should put that on a resume...i would be an asspect to your company because i can balle on for hours and hours without saying anything of the least importance...
i've realized that i'm a huge hypotcraite...and that i give out advice but i dont take my own... liek some adivice that i just gave my friend...he wants to give up on his talents but i said this....dont ever stop trying.... i used to be horrible at softball and volley ball. but i kept with it. after i hurt myself, i had a lot of people including former coaches tell me that it was a shame.and that i could have gotten myself through collage with it, and maybe even more.....i've had more to that extand said to me...like being asked to stop serving in a volley ball game by the other teams coach so that they could have a chance...i dont know i give advice on most everything, but i never stop to listen to myself...its like it doesnt apply to me...i dunno, i think that i'm my own worst enemy....but i think that most people are....anyway...i think that i have done enough here for the moment...but i will be back, and we all know taht...i like to here myself type...
i would so be used by ryan phillippe for sex without a problem....now that i've made myself sound like a slut....i shall be off
~queen maharet~
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