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MONSTER TRUCKS KICK ASS!!!! anywho, after school i skipped taking that wonderful math test again and went to the rideau centre with simon and we went to the disney store and asked for our mounties back (it's a long story, involves that literacy test) and then we went to radioshack and played with the remote-control monster trucks. good times. i was thinking about marc a lot today, i miss having someone who wants to kill the veggies around. the bloke at the convenience store thingy still won't let me have scissors. my nose is stuffy. happy american thanksgiving! for english, i have to do a paper describing how a person of my choice can be described by their surroundings...gina's room is very random (hope you don't mind). i set my bandage on fire in the bus, i like fire. i write long blogs. tomoc is my slave. i can pronounce nick's last name, it's long and italian (?). if i were lesbian and a sex addict, i would be in a threesome with gina and annie, i just thought of that. if i were straight, i would be in love with dylan...oh wait, i am. rathergood finally updated their page. don't judge me.

gina, tell annie to use her dj. that is all

so now i've got two lovely pies. well a pie and a quarter anyways, i got hungry. i went to the 7-11 with graham and then i didn't get stuff because i didn't feel like it. i yelled "why do you exist?" at some random person at the bus stop and he was all "errr...because my parents decided i shoud?" and then now he thinks i'm insane. also on the topic of crazy lindsey, a random girl walked up to me by my locker, asked me if i'm lindsey (yes), told me that she's heard i'm funny (yes, i do believe i am), and asked me if i have an imaginary friend (giggle, just a bit). it was very odd. james was very hung over. i would like to be at dylan's house watching ninja turtles with him right now. i miss that. steve's steve. it's still tuesday, it's been tuesday all day. why won't it stop? the cafeteria lady calls me doughnut girl now. she knows me too well. the guy at the popcorn stand in the rideau centre does too. miss canada came and talked to my careers class. she wasn't as bad as i thought but let's still try not to do that again. me and marisha are going to give simon dreadlocks. it's very cold here.

hahaha. gina doesn't know how rideau's pronounced. i'm wearing all the pink i can tomorrow, granted it's not a whole lot but still ack! no planet smashers. my dad had a problem in which a rusty nail puctured his foot and i thought it was a car accident or something so i freaked out and simon gave me a hug and some chai. i have a history thing due to be e-mailed in by midnight but i think i'll wait until tomorrow morning, do it right, and lose ten percent. more educational that way anyways..and i'm kinda tired tonight and don't want to do research. cat in the hat tomorrow then off to steve's (uck uck, not that he's not a good person but he does like eminem a bit too much) to watch a movie and see if his heated pool actually works. i've got a satanic symbol "tattood" onto my hand. nick's a weird kid. heroin bob definetly has a problem. he gave me pie from tim horton's yesterday, mmm pie. hamster guy knows a lot of short jokes. i dislike these socks.

dullness. i walked in the rain. i got wet. herion bob was really stoned. he likes chocolate covered cookie dough when he's stoned. i don't get it. i tried to buy pie today but there was none left. i want to go see the planet smashers on friday. i gave a random guy on my bus a piggy-back ride. he went around rideau after yelling "i rode a midget." He's heavy. yet another person asked me if i'm a lesbian. i don't get that either. it's a long walk from the rideau centre to parliament, i learned that. my shoes are soggy.

::saddness:: gina and marc! i miss you lot. i'm going to start sending letters too and much more communication and everything'll be good. never ever stop thinking about you, never shut up about you and piss off everyone who listens to me, love you all. xoxox. come visit eh?

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mwer. i had detention today. it was actually kinda fun because graham (hampster graham) had it too and we spent the whole time passing notes to each other about badgers and whatnot. Parents were mighty pissed though. exfoliate's an odd word. anywho, back at school again, during assembly all girls had to stay behind and listen to a teacher talk about how our skirts are too short and we have to sit with our legs together and we have to make sure we don't flush tampons. Jake laughed at me long and hard. My finger has a big white bandage on it from my babysitting-while-cooking-pizza-and-setting-the-smoke-alarm-off-burn. Simon said that I'm accident prone- I don't believe him. Cider's yummy. Mean people are now getting bored of making fun of me to my face and are now spreading rumours about me. from what i've heard, i'm a slutty idiot. LIES!! The guy in my science class who told me what he heard was really nice about it though. oh oh but good thing- i saw the new matrix movie on saturday with simon and it was snazzy. I have the strange urge to attack someone. Badgers! I miss gina's disturbed sweatshirt, it just popped into my head for no apparent reason. I paid angus back for dinner. I don't think he remembers what my real name is. Jake got a haircut and i didn't notice. That's all, does anyone actually read this? badgers.

i'm not ok. i'm a bit like...rubber. had no school today so yay. working on that list of movies. screw art. halalala.

K so big thing for Lindsey: went out to dinner with 3 blokes from school (James, Jake, Angus) and ate chicken wings and French fries topped with some odd combination of ketchup, vinegar and salt. Tasted not bad. Then I chugged some hot sauce and people clapped because I'm impressive. Yay Canadian friend people!! Art teacher didn't get an assignment from me so I have to e-mail it in by tomorrow or Saturday detention. But but oh oh!- four day weekend now!! The hamster guy's name is Graham. i had chocolate cake for lunch. But holy crap, ::hugs for all:: Be happy dammit. Kickboxing hurts some. Snowy day, was cold, river looks like an ocean. Rideau is a lovely place. James's socks don't match. ::Another hug for Gina::

odd day. got punched by a guy dressed in a hampster costume. math teacher ditched me for the second attemt at taking the test for the first time. Polish guy's definetly not Polish. Simon got detention so i gave him a fruit snack. see how nice i am?

k so this is my second post. interesting things...i woke up, i went to the hellhole that is school, found out i don't have the math hw, accidentally skipped a math test after school because i forgot about it, kicked lovely bags that didn't mind, dylan called, mom got all pissy about letting me have the computer for my usual hour (10-11 my time, 7-8 in cali-land), now i'm here sitting typing. Pitre's obsessed with a girl and he wants me to find out stuff about her for him. too much effort. skippy said that my parents must have fed me crack when i was a young child. her boots are the shit. some mean person ate pie right in front of me and made yum noises, i dislike him, i licked off the bottom of the conatiner though. mmm pie....it's cold out.

Yes, so this is my first blog. I'll try to update it as much as possible but I'll probably forget about it sooner or later, so anyone who cares can go ahead and nag me about it. Tomorrow's remembrance Day, it'd be nice to miss class. I figured out how to get to Danielle's (girl who's friends with Marisha and me who's got pink in her hair) house from school, and to Pitre's (bloke from school) mom's school place thing so I can go ahead and start being a stacker. Not that I would ever do that. Nah. Simon (other bloke from school, my best buddy in the bloody school with it's knee socks and it's blazers and it's little ties) and I are going to try to make chai pie. Lindsay (girl with locker near me) got a tattoo, niftyness. Homicidal badgers are odd. I love Dylan. I walked into another tree. I love Dylan. Kickboxing got me kicked in the stomach a whole bunch of times. Ashbury people are evil. Simon, Pitre, Graham, Shannon, Lindsay, Nick, and Alex don't count as people. Come and visit and you will see this. Hint. Hint. I love my droogs (this means you, you bloody Americans). Hugs for Mike in Arizona.