draaaaank

Today Steve and I invented the best drink ever.

It's called the Panty Dropper

1 part Gin
1 part Tequila
1 tab Ecstasy




Seriously.

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profit margins
cab rides home
much love to homies
making out with the worlds most beautiful girl
telling my lifelong crush that he was my lifelong crush
dancing on stage
cool kids as played by paul
getting hit on by girls?
stealing joes hat! it looked better on me homie.
puking on my shoes
puking on everything
puking in the albert bathroom
crying when i got home
steve being the best friedn anyone couold ever have ever
publish this shit to facebook tomorrow
ghost world is on teletoon!
dont get this drunk ever.
im fucking retarded.
i cant worry about htese people.
i need to be in my warm bed right now sleeping please.

i love you satjeet and joe. so much. you're such good friends thank you for taking care of me.

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Exciting Weekends Part One.

SO! I had a little bout with the anxiety, but I should be back on track.

Things are okay! I've been going out alot, but thats okay! I'm also flat broke, but that may be the result of going out all the time. Hah.

I need to start chronicling my weekends alot better because they've started to be a little bit crazy, and I would be nice to be able to remember some of them.

Like how on the long weekend, I was out Friday, Saturday, and Sunday! But for the life of me, I cannot remember what I did in detail. OH! Now I remember.
Friday was Red Bull 3 Style with Janelle, Steve, and Sarah

(photo by Paul Corvin)

Saturday was the Toad with everyone ever. No pictures, but I drank about a liter of gin to myself, and was beautifully drunk all night. Probably for the best there was no pictures hah.

Sunday was DJ Eleven at the Pyramid, and it was probably one of the best parties so far.

(photo by Brittany Hildebrandt)

Then I had to work all week. Blah blah blah.

Then LAST weekend...

Friday was Jokers Of The Scene, where I went with Steve, but he bailed super early, so I hung out with Karlie, Amanda, Dani, Ryse et al. I have to tell you that them Exchange Event Centre makes the BEST vodka lime and water's EVER.

here is one of said VLW's dripping down my shirt.

Saturday was White Teez and Stunnah Shadez with Sarah Pogz. That was a fucking crazy night. There were fights, someone through a beer bottle at the DJs, Lauren got punched in the face. Obviously it started sucking, so when I got a txt from Kody that him and some friends were at the Windsor, you know I was down for escaping. So me and Lauren walked over there and partied there till they closed the bar. Lauren went home and I went to hang out at Kody's friend's Nik's place until about 3:30 when Kody and I walked home and I passed out. (I'm assuming he did too. Hah)


Then I had to work all week again. Boo.

This weekend is looking promising as well. First of all, yesterday I went to Electric Babylon to book an appointment for my FIRST TATTOO EVER! I'm going to see Andrew (aka Panda), and hes doing me a trad style panda with flowers and bamboo. I'm VERY excited. I have a couple months to get pumped about it, but I will be so happy once I see a drawing.

Then last night I went to see Crystal Castles and Health with Steve, Karlie and Amber. Pretty much anyone who is ANYONE was there. It was a blast. I'll post more about this on Sunday.

Tonite is Getting Cold Stupid with Cupid: Hockey vs Rap. I'm excited!

I'll be surprised if anyone actually took the time to read this. Lol. Cross posted to Facebook and Blogger.

Why Drinking And Emotions Dont Mix.

I don't like that I let me emotions get the best of me. Ended up crying on my girl friend's arm last night when I got too drunk to stand. She came back to my place to make sure I was okay. She walked me all the way home in the cold because that's what a good friend does. And it was the first time I had really let myself cry (turns out you have to be weak to cry, and since I've been so fucking strong this week, i wouldn't let myself cry). I can't deal with the emotional outpourings of other drunk people, either. I'm such a fucking bitch right? I expect my friends to be there for me and take care of me, but I fail when they are reaching out to me. I don't think that I believe in emotions anymore. I think that I will just let them float out of my body. Who needs the hassle of happiness when you can be stoic. Who needs to deal with sadness when you can just not. Who needs a human connection of love if it will only bring the emotions of hurt and sadness. So I say to hell with that. I'm okay with being okay.