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Friday August 12, 2005 @ 2:18 AM
Seven NEW thoughts...

1) Today I bought Crazy Steve a hamburger. I never thought he'd let me buy him anything, but I'm glad he did. That guy is poor as shit. The hamburgers were gross, but he likes them.

2) There USED to be this cool balancing bird toy at work that was SO AWESOME. I used to play with it when I got bored/lazy. Then yesterday I made the fatal mistake of showing it to Eileen's grandson, and he really liked it and asked for it, and Eileen said she's ask Dr. B if he could have it. Then the kid took away my bird toy forever and I'll never see it again and I'm just so heart-broken. First Andrew's gone, and now the bird's gone. Oh, cruel cruel world.

3) "Home Movies" is the funniest fucking show ever. On tonight's episode, Couch MaGirk (I doubt that's how you spell it) thinks Brendon's on drugs:
MaGirk: If you say you're not on drugs, that means you ARE on drugs.
Brendon: Heh heh, you mean like "he who smelt it dealt it"?
MaGirk: Listen, I don't know from poetry, Brendon."

4) My dad is JUST LIKE Hyde from "That Seventies Show". His mom left him, he moved in with my mom's family for a while and he eventually comes to own his own music shop! JUST LIKE MY DAD!!

5) People who think they know everything suck. What sucks even worse is people who think they know everything, and they're always right so they actually just MIGHT know everything afterall.

6) I think my dreams are trying to warn me about procrastinating. Last night I dreamed that I was back in Gifted, and there was this stupid challenge as to who could build the best flying machine thingy, and we'd had weeks to work on it, and of course my group hadn't done a damn thing. So it was like an hour before we had to present, and we're just trying to build a machine out of anything we can find. I think it's my mind warning me to study for my exam or I'll regret it.

7) I really miss Andrew. Isn't it Sunday yet? :(

~Shayla


Thursday August 11, 2005 @ 12:16 PM
Seven thoughts on my mind...

1) I think I accidentally flashed a bus driver while running for the bus yesterday. But the bad part is that it didn't persuade him to stop and let me on the bus. :(

2) I think that never getting in any kind of serious trouble growing up has scarred me for life. My sister gets and has gotten in trouble a MILLION times for EVERYTHING, and so she never worries about what will happen, because she knows that the consequences are not usually that bad. I, on the other hand, have never really experienced the consequences (even when I do get in trouble, I usually can work/talk my way out of it), so I'm paranoid about them. Katie has promised to help me get over this by helping me get into (and then deal with) minor trouble, like getting kicked out of stores for fun.

3) Andrew is gone for the week, and I have kept myself extremely busy in an effort to not miss him. So far I have painted my room (it looks awesome, come see!), actually done my readings for school, taken extra hours at work, and exhausted myself so that I fall asleep early. Further plans include getting my OSAP, painting the trim in my room, returning my library books, taking more hours at work, and more studying for my exam on Tuesday.

4) Aside from feeling slightly exhausted, being busy feels like such a relief. I spend WAY too much time thinking and doing nothing, and after a while I just get restless and lazy and horribly depressed. Life is great when you don't have time to think. And you feel great because you get so much done. :) I should try this more often.

5) My sister waxed one of her arm pits this week, and it bled from the hair follicles. After that she was too scared to do the other arm pit. I think I've been slightly traumatized.

6) If I actually pass my exam this Tuesday with good marks, I will have proven that I can do almost NOTHING and still do okay in a course. We'll see how this goes...

7) I miss Andrew. :(

~Shayla


Saturday August 6, 2005 @ 4:49 PM
This has been the highlight of my day...

I stole this from Claud's journal, and I know it says only 5, but I got such great answers that I HAD to post ten:

Directions: Type "(your name) is", with the quotes, into a Google search then pick out your favorite 5 responses.

Ahahahahahahahahahahah... I knew I was a porn star, but I didn't know about those other things... :D

~Shayla


Saturday July 24, 2005 @ 11:45 PM
Post from up north...

    Before I say anything else, let me first say that the new Harry Potter book is fan-fucking-tastic. OH. MY. GOD. I love this series. In fact, what are you all doing here reading this journal?? GO READ HARRY POTTER!
    I'll assume that if you're still here you've read the sixth book, and so I'll continue on. ;)
    So despite it being summer and all, it's been a pretty busy week for me, and the next is shaping up to be an even busier one. :P I'm working three days this week, I have to go to class, and, of course, this weekend is KRAZY KARNIVAL (I mean the actual original Krazy Karnival, not to be confused with Kathy and Claud's "Crazy Carnival", which I'm sure will be very nearly as good, but not quite because it will not have me ;)). Oh, and on that note, everyone who's planning to drink this weekend had best buy booze before Wednesday, because the LCBO might go on strike. You know what that would mean -we'd have to drink beer! :P Ah, we're Canadians, I'm sure we'll tough it out. ;)
    I played volleyball this weekend for the first time in like forever... And now my shoulder seriously kills. I think there's something up with that though, because this same thing happened randomly just a week or two ago. It's like soreness and sometimes stabbing pains in my left shoulder, and the worst is that it keeps up for a few days. :P What a pain in the ass... -er, shoulder.
    Anyway, I've not got much else to write about, just figured I'd update and slice fifteen minutes off the time I have to spend conscious up north. ;) Nah, I'm kidding, it's not that bad. I've got my good buddy 'arry Potter up 'ere with me afterall. ;)

~Shayla

PS. Are you STILL here?? No, SERIOUSLY, go read the sixth book!!


Tuesday July 12, 2005 @ 7:30 PM
DING-DONG THE ESSAY'S DEAD!!

    Oh my God, I was having the WORST MURPHY'S LAW-ISH day, but it's all over now!! :D
    Okay, so I accidentally slept in until two in the afternoon, which would have been bad because I had an essay due today, but fortunately, I did most of it last night and only had to write a conclusion and my footnotes today. So anyway, I take my sweet time doing that, and all's well...
    Until I go to print, and I run out of ink. GAH!! By this time, Andrew's already on his way to pick me up (he and I have class on the same night), so I'm really stressing out. After FREAKING out for a bit, I realize that I can e-mail myself the essay and print it at school because I've got an hour to kill before class.
    Then, after I do that I get in a really bad mood because I can't find my wallet which had my student ID which I NEED to print at school, and because I no longer have time to shower and my hair is SUPER DISGUSTING.
    So, poor Andrew, by the time he arrives to pick me up and I'm a frustrated, stressed-out, gross-looking, now crying mess, and I'm horribly unpleasant to him the whole way to school. But he's a really sweet guy and he just keeps being nice to me. I love Andrew. :)
    But anyway, the essay-from-hell is now IN and I no longer have to worry about it!!! YESSSSS!!! Freedom!! I bought myself a huge greasy burger because I haven't eaten all day, and a magazine, and I'm all set now. :)
    And as soon as Andrew finishes class and takes me home, I'm going to spend eternity in the shower. :)

~Shayla


Friday July 8, 2005 @ 6:01
Anxiety attack...

    Hey guys, sorry for not updating recently... But I have a good excuse this time!! Okay, so my mom's up north for the summer now and she took the computer, which leads to BIG problems. Firstly, my sister's computer (which we have to use now) has no Norton Antivirus or Add-scan programs (or at least they didn't until Wednesday when Andrew installed them for me). And secondly, it has no caller ID program, which means that my dad won't let me go online for more than a half an hour at a time because he gets paranoid when he can't reach me by phone. :P
    Normally this wouldn't be such a problem, except that I have an essay due Tuesday and I NEED the internet to do it.
    So this has been a really stressful week for me. In fact, on Wednesday night at like three in the morning (actually, technically it was Thursday morning) I was having a total panic attack... And I mean, I was seriously freaking out. I might not ever have gotten to sleep if I hadn't sat up in bed and made a super back-up plan to calm my worries. This is the jist of that plan:

Plan 1: All goes well. I go out with Andrew on Friday, go up north for the weekend, do my essay Monday, work Tuesday and hand in the essay on time.
Plan 2: Plan 1, except I get someone to cover me for work on Tuesday.
Plan 3: Plan 2 except I stay home this weekend and do the essay.
Plan 4: Things get fucked up and I hand in the essay a day late. No big deal, really.
Plan 5: Everything goes REALLY wrong and I fail the essay and fail the course. It's STILL okay... I re-do the course and work really hard for the rest of university.
Plan 6: EVERYTHING THAT CAN POSSIBLY GO WRONG GOES WRONG. I fail the course, and drop out of university. My parents are pissed, but they still love me. Andrew still loves me. I still have friends. I get a job and work, and write on the side. Everything is STILL relatively OKAY.

    Do you SEE how freaking out I was?? Worst anxiety attack EVER. I used to get those when I was a kid, but this is first I've had for years and it was MUCH worse than the others (I think... I don't really remember though).
    It wasn't just school I was freaking out about either. Like, I've got some financial issues because Scotiabank screwed me over (although after my next pay cheque, I'll have that worked out), and I can't reapply for my OSAP yet because my parents haven't gotten back their financial documentation from the lawyer yet, so I'm a little worried about that. But realistically, if something went REALLY wrong and I didn't get OSAP for a year, my parents would find a way to scrape together or borrow money, and everything would eventually work out just the same.
    Also, I'm a little worried about my sister lately. I can't really talk about that openly here, but let's just say she's doing some things that worry me, and I can't talk to my mom about them. At the same point, I feel really guilty, like I'm betraying my mom for doing things behind her back with Katie and lying to her. When I was younger, I told her everything. Even now, there's really no secret of my own that I don't tell her. Having to keep things from her is starting to sit really bad with me and I don't know how to handle it.
    I've been dying to post this all week, but my computer was screwed so I couldn't... I'm actually posting this from Andrew's computer right now (I actually don't happen to know where Andrew's gone to at the moment...). Anyway, I know I'm being pretty vague about a lot of this stuff, but if any of you guys have any advice or something to calm me/cheer me up, I'd really appreciate it right now. Honestly, if it wasn't for Andrew this week I may have had a nervous break down. :P
    Don't worry though. I keep telling myself that if I handled June rush I can handle anything...

~Shayla

PS. I miss you guys. I'm sorry I haven't made much of an effort to get out and see you guys recently, but I guess I hope you sort of understand why. I'm really sorry. After this essay, I seriously will make a bigger effort.


Tuesday June 28, 2005 @ 9:45 PM
Ask a Tuesday's child...

    So today I was wondering what's the big deal with a "Tuesday's child" because you hear that expression all the time in lyrics and store names and whatever. You never hear about a Monday's child or a Thursday's child. And I wondered because I'm a Tuesday's child myself.
    So I googled it and came up with this Mother Goose poem (and I searched up some of you guys too to see what you are):

"Monday's child is fair of face,
    (Carly, Claud and Mary)
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
    (Me and Kathy)
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
    (Anne and my mom)
Thursday's child has far to go.
    (Sonali)
Friday's child is loving and giving,
    (Katie, Amanda and Jamie)
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
    (Andrew and Julien)
But the child born on the Sabbath Day,
Is fair and wise and good and gay."
    (my dad)

    I still don't know what's the big deal with a Tuesday's child. I mean, from the sound of things Sunday's child is the special one... Anyway...

~Shayla


Sunday June 26, 2005 @ 10:20 PM
Things my boyfriend taught me this weekend...

1) Much of what goes on in the world is just prick-waving.
2) The point of all RPGs is to save the world.
3) "Mezmerize" by System of a Down is a REALLY awesome CD.

~Shayla


Friday June 24, 2005 @ 7:30 PM
Version 2.0 is here...

    Hey guys, how do you like the new layout? Click around and make sure you see your pretty new pictures in the "links" section.
    Also, I want to have a small backyard blender party thing in my backyard sometime in July, so please drop me a line saying what days are good (or not good) for you.
    In the mean time, I need to go do something else, because I've been working on this layout all day and the computer screen is giving me a serious headache. :P

~Shayla


Wednesday June 23, 2005 @ 8:00 PM
Puns are for kids, not groan ups...

    So I've been having this daydream lately, and I want to know what you all think of it... Okay, so what if we woke up and the world was EMPTY, and they only people left on it were the bia-bia, my sister, Andrew, Ricky Simmons, Adrian Tymko, Stefan, Keith, and a bunch of little kids? I don't know how this would have happened (and why only me and all my friends and some of their boyfriends survived -but how fortunate that most of us are university students!!), but anyway, that's the daydream, to sum it up.
    So now we need to survive and try to build our own makeshift society. So we move into the big huge library (why a library? -you'll see) downtown to live, but we don't know how things are going to work. Right here, what would any of you suggest as a plan of action??

    Here's my plan, detailed into specific jobs for everyone:

    As well, I think each person would have to be responsible for 2-3 children, as sort of a guardian/"TA" figure.
    So yes, I'm a huge dork for having this daydream, but now it's interested me and I want to see what you guys think. Do you guys think you'd like the jobs I suggested, or would you prefer others, or assign different jobs to different people? Oh, and Mary I'm sorry you didn't get incorporated into this daydream off hand, but you're welcome to join. What would you do in our society? :)

~Shayla

PS. Hey guys, you know "Shiver" by Coldplay?? Skip to exactly two minutes into the song, and listen. Doesn't it sound like he's singing my name??


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