Okay, so me and some other people went to the Skydome (or the Rogers Centre. I'll call it a Skydome.) to watch a Blue Jays (Toronto Baseball team) game. So yeah. We left at 11 (yes, during a school day) and arrived there at like 12:30ish. While getting our tickets, Kristina talked to little school children who were probably in like grade 5. They kept calling her some demented name. And we just laughed and told them to eff off infront of their teacher. Then, we had to sit and watch people throw a ball to each other. That didnt really appeal to me (even though we were in the 12th seat from the front), so Kristina and I went to the second floor and stared at really hot skater guys. Then we were like walking really slowly watching these two hot guys and they like nodded and me and Kristina were all panicky. Then, since the Skydome is also showing cars or whatever, me and Kristina like dragged our finger by each one we saw to leave a streak. After, we saw the hottest skaters there and Im like, 'Omg Kristina, I wanna lick him.' (as a joke. Me and Kristina are just odd) and Kristina yells, 'OMFG WE WANNA LICK YOU.' and guess what. They all turn back. And Im like, 'Not you. The one in the red.' then he pointed to himself and Im like, 'Yes, you.' Then we dragged our fingers through the stained glass windows too. So yeah. And we hopped like fairys through all the halls. Oh, then we had lunch and I spent almost 30 bucks on food. We bought Nachos, Cotton Candy, Fries, Drinks, and a Happy Bunny sticker for Kristina. Then Patrick and I poured all the popcorn into one bag, I mean, less to carry right? It lasted us until 4ish. Then, since the school infront of us left, we got to lean back in our ever so awesome seats and put our feet up. I wanted to write on our stomachs, Go (on one persons) and Jays (on the other). But Kristina insisted that she had too much 'blubber'. So we wrote it on our left hand, then on our right, we wrote 'Moo Tonka' who is Kristinas imaginary character. Then whenever they got a homerun or whatever, we'd jump up and down with our hands to the side and scream, 'Whooo. Look at the Moo Tonkas.' So yes. Then, when they were doing player facts on that huuuuuge screen, we yelled, 'HOLY CRAP. NOT CANADIAN.' at all the people on the Blue Jays who werent Canadian. One like lived in Ohio. :|
Then before we left, we saw this homeless man and he looked so sad so I tossed him like 50 cents and Im like, 'Dont spend it on drugs. Spend it on Timbits.' which Kristina advised me to say. Then we saw ANOTHER homeless person, with a guitar, playing music with really shaggy long hair. I tossed him like another 50 cents. Because he was good. And he looked so sad.
Then, on the bus, we saw MORE skateboarders and were all like, 'Oh God. Did you know youre hot?' and Kristina just kept Moo Tonka-ing.
We got back to where the bus picked us up at around 6 pm.
Omg. One long blog about one long fun ass day.
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Friday, May 06, 2005;
Hmmmmm. :| You can all read about my problem with my lovely, Jarett (best friends older brother, bf, known him since I was 5. You know the rest.)
Well, he was at my house all day (even when I was at school, he's suspended until next Friday. You probably dont wanna know why), and then like at 10 ish pm, he gets a call from his dad. So yeah, he answers it and he decides to drive home. So Im like, 'Okay. Thats fine.' considering he had been here all day. So whatever, I didnt think anything of it, until, (yes big until) his dad was downstairs. (His dad hates me) So yeah. Im like, 'Oh fuck Jarett.' and yeah. He hugged me and told me to get my ass back upstairs coz his dad is like, childabuser-ish. And considering he hates me, that cant be good. So I go upstairs, thinking Jarett will be fine. I mean, he's Jarett. So then yeah. I get a call 3 minutes later from Jarett telling me his dad fucking punched him. :( and now hes got bruises everywhere and its partially MY fault since his dad hates us being together. But what the hell am i supposed to do? :( He bought me a bunny name Nirvana yesterday, and I dont want him to get beaten up by his own father coz of me. Meh. Not fun.
Any suggestions?
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Tuesday, May 03, 2005;
Oh shit. Last night I slept funny and now my whole freakin body hurts. At school, I had trouble getting down the stairs.
Anyways, during lunch, Anna and I were being 'spies' and like stalking this guy who's birthday was today, trying not to be seen. And of course trying to hide our spyness from the other students.
We got stared at, laughed at and um, well, pointed at too.
Meh. Too lazy to blog.
-sits still-
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Monday, May 02, 2005;
Wow. I havent ever really been stressed about what happens on the web, but today is totally different.
You know how I wanted (and still do) ROCKabye.org? Yeah. Overnight, I got 7 emails telling me they wanted ROCKabye. And that they had come up with the name various times ago and I should back off. Pfft. Please. If they did come up with it a loooong time ago, they should have bought it. Simple as that. I have to wait for my paypal though. Stupid mother's day.
But whatever, a bit of friendly competition never hurt anyone, did it? Not cool bitches.
Anyways, if anyone does get too close on ROCKabye, they can expect me to be a frequent BITCHING commenter. Trust me. I have your IP's.
-manic laughter {aka the BWHAHAHAHA}-
Yes yes. And, Gregory and I have been 'brainstorming' other possible domain names. None of which I like as MUCH as Rockabye, but I like. Those names wont be revealed. I learned from that.