Overalls: Not just for farm hands.

Love love.

Drama, baby.

I hated today. Well, I hated it and I loved it at the same time. I am starting to realise that the people around me really influence the way I feel. Like, if I am around certain people and they are being jerks and acting like we hardly know eachother even though I consider them to be one of my closest friends, I just feel like crap and it makes me want to cry. But, if I am around people who actually act like my friends and are fun, then I have fun and I feel great. So, I'm making a conscious decision to only surround myself with happy, positive people. I just can't deal with bull shit. Jesus, I despise highschool. It's like, why does there have to be so much drama and bullshit? Why can't people just hang out, and have a good time? Fuck, people are so annoying. I was acting like a total emo kid today. I almost feel like I wanted to act that way to see who would actually give a fuck and stop thinking about themselves long enough to even notice. Devin and Danielle noticed. Danielle gave me a hug and I almost wanted to cry, it was so nice of her. She is the nicest person I know, so compassionate and unconditionally caring. What a sweetie. And Devin was doing his best to cheer me up, and I felt bad that I was acting the way I was, but he did actually make me feel a lot better. Gosh, I just love him. Thanks a lot, guys.
I hate highschool.

"Tell Alex you just turned gay."

I haven't been getting enough sleep. Well, I have, but I've been going to bed really late and sleeping in. I did that two days in a row this past week and missed class, which I can't do right now. Now I have to catch up on the Iliad, which I suppose is alright because I like that book. I promise, love, I'll never miss another double english and leave you alone with those half-brains again.
Last night at the Jug was quite grand. I was sitting with Dustin and Matt Cavanagh at first and they are so funny.
{Side note : My sister just walked past me into the kitchen and just said "Food, NOW!" God, what a fucking bitch. No one can figure out how she became such a bitch, because she was not raised that way.}
This little old man read a story, or I suppose screenplay of sorts, and he went on about latex gloves covered in fish blood and scales, and people being pregnant. It was so funny, and by the end of it, Dustin ACTUALLY had tears running down his cheeks. Oh Dusty.
Danielle and Yeha came after a little bit and the three of us had to share two seats, then you came and my night was even better.
{Another side note: My mother made breakfast for herself, my father, and my sister, but not for me. "I didn't make anything for you." which really means "You're moving out soon and I can't wait, so why bother feeding you, you little bitch." I feel loved.}
I have a phone interview in a half hour for a counsellor job at Big Cove Camp this summer, and I am nervous. Last year I had one, and I'm pretty sure Emily, who is the camp director and in charge of hiring, does not like me all that much, and I didn't get a job. Sweet. I also don't like phones that much because you can't look the person in the eye. "That phone call didn't go so well."
I was supposed to sing in the Musical Theatre class at the Kiwanis Music Festival this evening, but, as usual, I chickened out because I didn't practise enough. I have done that too many times in the past few years. It's pathetic, I always sign up for these things and chicken out in the end. Actually, that makes it sound like I never go in anything that I sign up for, which isn't true. I do go in the majority of what I sign up for, but quite a few times I have chickened out, which is lame.
My portfolio for NSCAD is due in about...3 weeks. Another thing to stress over. I can have it done, but I feel like it's going to be crap and I won't even get in. Oh well, we'll see what happens.
We got our report cards the other day. Mine was surprisingly good, all 80+! Which is good for me. I have an 86.5% average, je pense. 87 in french! Sowwie...
My marks should be good enough for a scholarship or two, which apparently I desperately need, according to my father. Yet another thing to stress over. Awesome.
Interview in 15 minutes!

Stupid.

FUCK.

He took my pocket book.

I am like a therapist, who doesn't get paid a load of money {if i'm seen taking the green, then i'm shaving off my moustache.} per hour. If I were getting paid for the amount of people that I have tried to help with problems in the last few days, I would be a very rich girl, with many servants, and a giant house in the south of France right now. It's not like I mind helping my friends with their problems, really I do want to help them and I want everything to be okay for everyone, but it just feels stressful sometimes, because I feel like what I say is really going to matter to them, when it won't neccessarily at all. I am happy to help.
I hung out with Ains and Coco tonight. It was tres fun. We went to the cafe for a bit, but no one was there, and Ains wanted to sort of duck a certain person who might be there at some point. Luckily, for everyone's mental health, we did not run into this person.
I ordered a cinnamon bunn, and a coffee, and the blonde bitch behind the counter overcharged me three dollars. Coco made me go back up and tell her, but I am so afraid of any sort of confrontation. I am so glad I am a coward. It really works out well. Anyway, when I did tell her she was really nice about it and she gave me the money she owed me back, so everything is fabulous.
We got bored, and the movie wasn't starting for another hour and a half, so we went for a drive and ended up somehow at the dollar store in Bible Hill. Coco bought popsicle sticks (don't ask, it's Coco) and Ains bought hairclips. I do not like spending money AT ALL (lie), so I didn't make any purchases.
While we were watching the movie and eating our sick, excessively buttery popcorn, I realised that I wish I had a sweet 'stache. I mean, how fucking awesome would I look with a sweet 'stache? Properly groomed, of course. Coco and I are going to buy some fake fur or something and stick them on and wear them. It will be absolutely smashing. We started giggling like...things that giggle a lot...during the movie because we pictured eachother with sweet 'staches. We are mature. Ohmigosh I am going to miss that little newfie next year. I can't think about that or I will cry. She is my friend, and my best. We don't hang out near as much as we used to and I hate that. I have to change that, because I think it's my fault. I am such a bitch.
Devin Devin BoBevin Banana Fanna FoFevin, Me Mi Mo Mevin, Devin! I am so happy that I did not see him at all today, and I won't see him at all this weekend until Monday, in double english, love!
I love Mrs. Faulkner.
We are eloping.

Studying on a Saturday Night

So. This weekend was supposed to be study time for alex, but instead it was like fucking party time for alex. Yesterday, I went to the school to study in the library, but I ran into Rafe on my way and we hung for about an hour. Then, I walked down to the school and instead of going to the library, I went to the cafe. BIG MISTAKE. Dave and Dustin and JR and those guys were all there and I ended up staying there for like 85 hours, then Dave and I walked to the Fair Trade Cafe to wait for Isaac and Devin to stop kissing long enough to drive into town. I felt bad because I felt like I was making them come in because of me or something.

Anyway, then we met up with those guys and then Jeska came and we walked to Seashell Design so Isaac could get Bronwyn to buy him booze. Then we waited around for Isaac to get his booze and then we walked to Macquarries and Isaac bought orange juice. Jess, Dev and I told Dave and Isaac that we would meet them with my car at the dugout by the train bridge. But, we didn't show up soon enough so they just showed up at my house and we all hung out there for a while until it was time to go get Bronwyn at work. Nobody likes my driving! I'm an okay driver! Jess, Dev and I went to Jess' house in Bass River to meet her Dad, who I am now in love with (sorry, Dev) and I am probably going to marry in the very near future. We finally got to Bronwyn's like 10 million hours later and it was very relaxed and everyone was just kind of mellow, except for Isaac, who kept trying to fight (kiss) Dave. We watched the two worst movies (good picks, Jess). The first one was this old 70's car chase movie with Peter Fonda and some chick with bad teeth, and the second was 11:14. I think everyone else liked it. I don't know why I never like movies that everyone else likes, I am a weirdo. Everybody finally went to bed after Isaac accused Devin and I of "changing". Hm. Makes sense, I know. Devin and I didn't get to sleep until about five because the floor was so hard and the couch was really tiny. I shared my blankie with him, because I am a nice girl. All in all it was a good evening for sure. Fairly enjoyable and not at all a bit of waste of time. I am quite keen on Devin. He's, you know, alright, I guess. I mean, if you like great guys. I can't wait until english class. It's going to be fab!

Poor little Dev Dev was sick in the morning. I felt so bad and I was sad that he did not feel good. I guess I am just a terribly compassionate person. I told him it was probably the McDo's he ate the night before. Silly goose, didn't you see Super Size Me? I hope he is feeling better, I think he is.

Tonight, I hung out with Hannah Munroe. What started as a quick trip to the Fair Trade Cafe ended up in our going to Erin Britney's, and getting stooooooned. I still think I kind of am, which is great that I drove home. Hm. I could have died. Huh. Well, that is just fab, I am really smart for sure. We went to the movie theatre to talk to Erin and find out how to get to her house and she had no idea people were going to go to her house. I thought that was pretty inconsiderate of people not to ask if they could go to someone's house when they aren't even there. Hannah and I left at around twenty after twelve and got home around twenty to one. Hannah was going to stay over night at my house because that's what we told her parents we were doing, but then we decided we were way too tired.

So, now tomorrow I get to spend the entire day stressing and studying because my exam got bumped to monday because of too many snow days. I just want it to be over with!

Superbowl! Go Seahawks! Haha

I feel like I have more to write about, but I am too lazy and I might get Carpel Tunnel syndrome! Eek!

Dear Lord, why am I such a geek?