What animal would you like to see domesticated?


There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats.
-Albert Schweitzer
Regardless of how unflappable I may seem to be quite honest I feel like I am teetering on the edge of sanity.


I'm really ready to go home home home home. I just want everything to go back to normal. And when I say normal I really just want to get high high high high. I have serious cravings for some blow. It's a strange feeling but I almost like it. I feel an awfully long overdue relapse coming on. I don't want wanna be able to feel my face. I do wanna feel my heartbeat from my fingertips to my toes and have a warm drip of blood come out of my nose. God mother fucking damn. lasfjakjlghgh.

Up and down and up and down.

can't get enough of this

i'm going to (legit) get committed to blogging

Well, this weekend I went to Nordegg with Mikki and Jillan, which was a whole lot of fun even though I couldn't drink or smoke. It wasn't too bad, although at one point I found myself smelling Mikki and Jillan's vodka, and I was very close to saying "fuck it" and finishing it off but I couldn't let everyone down. Again. Anyway, now I'm pretty much looking forward to going home. Top ten things I'm looking forward to getting home for:

10. eating a real fucking hot dog from Mustard's Last Stand
9. getting some Chipotle
8. crossroads trading company
7. getting stoned in the cay and practicing ghost hits
6. going to Michigan with my friends
5. getting hammered and rambunctious at Karl's
4. ingesting copious amounts of drugs until it feels like I've died and everything goes away
3. seeing all of my friends again and finally being able to feel relaxed and at ease
2. seeing my family
1. seeing my Annimal!

In other news I have lost all motivation with school. In the past two weeks I have been to math once and went to my physics lab. I ditched english (didn't turn in the essay that was due last week and I'm still barely halfway done with) and haven't done any physics or math homework for a good two weeks either. For some reason I really just kinda don't give a fuck. Huh, strange. NOT! HA. My parents always thought it was all the pot smoking that made me apathetic but if anything I feel more inclined to do my homework to make up for all the pot smoking. I dunno. I'm starting to feel horribly depressed due to a variety of reasons and really feel quite hopeless. I need to do something constructive but I don't know what. I think I will write a bucket list.

Death is really a continuation of life.


Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending.


Crappy few days here, but hopefully I'll still get to go to Nordegg this weekend. Sorry, I don't have much enthusiasm. I was advised to switch to open studies and drop all of my classes before finals, which would be awesome cause then I would literally spend the next month or so doing jack shit, which is always nice. Anyway, Jillan and I are going to Value Village tomorrow and I'm psyched.


the comment section on this article is almost as stupefying as the article itself.

There was a way that you could sleep properly when a house had been straightened up, when all the Ranger Ricks were put up on the shelf and the toys were put in the plastic box and tomorrow's clothes were laid out neatly on a chair. But then again, when everything was left out all over the floor and the dishes were still in the sink, there was a way that you could dream.

-lullabies for little criminals by Heather O'Neill

my apologies

So sawwwy I haven't been around lately. Anyway, I actually have quite a bit to do this week. Today I'm working/doing all the homework I've been putting off since last Tuesday/hitting the gym, tomorrow is class all day (and maybe if I'm lucky I'll go to Mikki's concert), Wednesday I have a two hour training session set up at the West Edmonton Knights Boxing Club, Thursday I'm working again and Friday I go to Nordegg with Jillan and Mikki! So excited. But not looking forward to this busy week.


Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.
-Groucho Marx


If you never venture outside the box, you will probably not be creative. But if you never get inside the box, you will certainly be stupid.
-Christopher Peterson


a quality idea, not the love part but the part about it being our turn to decide what it means to be a grown up, that's positive thinking for you. and the love part isn't all that bad.