11:45pm

not many people are online right now.. ti's pretty boring

so since when does sportchek have decent music? by decent, i mean i heard swing life away and was going to die... that's right, heard it 4 or 5 times today and dint' get sick of it... a little disappointed that the few peopel i said, "this song is so pretty" or"ooh i love this song" to didn't seem to care or no of it...

....

-carebear (just changing it up)

why do i think stephen richards is so fucking hot?

Awww!!

We missed the birthday of the blog!!

The 25th of July!!

Happy belated birthday little blog!

Hello Karen

Yes, the title is directed soley to you because really, I firmly believe we are the only two people who come on here anymore, haha. Which isn't so bad, maybe 50% down from that all time high of four: you, me, Kathleen and Dave (take your pick, either one, haha).

So... it's 11:42 pm... wow, I thought it was later for some reason... mmm... see, I think this may be why I don't post anymore... I have nothing to say... just lots of dots and mmm's... <--- see, there I go again.

I'm really trying hard not to just type "lalala" and it's hard I tell ya, hard.

So summer... it's been good... lots of sleeping in which is always nice... hanging around, being lazy... no job which means no money which is a little sad yet still manages to do little to motivate me to get one.

There are doors on my amoire. I have a closet. It has a white door. The amoire doors are brown. Is amoire spelt right? Is spelt a word? Should it be spelled? So many questions!

I'm a little warm. I think my bedside lamp gives off a lot of heat which contributes greatly to my warmth. But it hasn't reached that gross sweaty warm yet, it's still manageable.

I hate sleeping with my window open. I alwaya close it. It's way too loud with it open... and when I say loud, I mean those birds start chirpping awfully loud pretty early in the morning. Ick. As a result though, my room can get really hot if the AC isn't on. It can turn into quite the little sauna even when the rest of the house is nice and cool. When you walk into my room first thing in the morning it's like getting hit with this wave of warm, stale air. And I sleep in this. Haha!

There is an ant trap in my window because I was having an ant problem and the other day I opened my window to say hi to my mom who was trimming the vine that is growing on the fence near my room and when I looked down there were all these dead ant caracsses in the window and it was really gross and I never want to open my window again.

I have a mickey mouse ruler. I know, you're jealous, I can tell. My sister has one too... you can have that one, haha.

I shall bring this pointless entry to an end. But have no fear. You can look forward to more pointlessness evenutally!

-Anne-

NUMBER 6

it takes a while for yahoo lauch radio thing to understand what kinda music you like. but then again, i don't really know. i know what i don't like.

i have nothing to do today. might go shopping with the mother

cd collections look really bad when put in alphabetical order...

my stomach hurts. and must stopping getting work related bruises...

since when am i a veteran?

launch is pretty dumb. well not so dumb.

i've gone hoodie crazy

no one's online... so i resort to this.

you MUST comment if you actually read this, so i can be a bit more careful with typing stupidity.

-Karen-

...

it's nice this seems like it's only my blog now, with the random posts or comments from anne...

soo many things to rant about that are pretty much disgusting in the world, but this one i've came across at least 4 days in a row (yes, all those days i worked).
i'm not a picky person, i'm not high maintenance, or hard to accomodate for, but the one thing that i can think of that i thought i shoudl be picky about is not something i can count on anymore!
want to know what it is? probably not, but i'm gonna tell you liek you did want to know anyway..... PUBLIC WASHROOMS!
now how dirty does a public washroom need to be (as in the direct stall and toilet seat) forcing you to move onto the next one. and what happens when it's all soo fucking gross that after looking through all 15 stalls, you resort to that "decent" looking one, that you think you can fix by loading up the toilet paper on the seat.
is it absolutely necessary to splatter pee, shit, period blood, and other unknown substances, all over the seat, and yes,,, sometimes the walls.
so finally you find that one stall, with maybe only the only little pubic hair that you can blow off, and all is good in life.

-Karen-

!!!

sole poster

never leave msn running...

i hate work. not sure why and i didn't even think i do, but i really dont' wnana go anymore. problem is, i need a job. now, just need to find one i won't hate, possibly be meaningful in the future, and starts me at a decent above minimum wage pay. i'm sick of retail and people. though i like dealing with people, just not selling to them and dealing with the importance of selling and "making budget" ... i also would like to get paid by the hour when staying till 1am.

how sad...

what this clicking sound?

i like my pants...

-Karen-

soooooo pretty!

i love this song. soo pretty. makes me wanna live in a small weird town where it's always winter and we live on front porches and swing life away... haha, yah i'm that person i hate.

RISE AGAINST LYRICS
"Swing Life Away"

Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

Swing life away [x4]

err... disturbing much?

THE WHITE STRIPES--> PASSIVE MANIPULATION

Women, listen to your mothers
Don't just succumb to the wishes of your brothers
Take a step back, take a look at one another
You need to know the difference...
Between a father and a lover

Cake Cake Cake!!!

HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY KAREN!!!!

18th

tomorrow's my birthday.

i'm really unexcited about it.

off to work.

Negative Kathleen

Blog:
n.Short for weblog.
A meandering, blatantly uninteresting online diary that gives the author the illusion that people are interested in their stupid, pathetic life. Consists of such riveting entries as "homework sucks" and "I slept until noon today."

I thought that this urbandictionary definition accurately depicted the idea of blogs, given the fact that even though these posts can be seen by the entire world they are only seen by teh three of us, and even I rarely check the blog anymore.

The sad life of a Blog. My negative view of bloging, I guess, is also seen in this entry. Something that was so amusing last summer, slowly died with school and now is just a trickle of what it once was.

Thats about it of my negative ramblings, maybe I'll post something happier soon.
-Negative Kathleen

windows media player: how many can you name??

heeeey hey baby, i wanna knooow if you'll be my girl...

i'm more than a bird, i'm more than a plane, i'm more than some pretty face beside a train, it's not easy to be me.

i don't practise santeria, i ain't got no crystal ball...

what the hell are you waiting for?... after me it should be no more, so for last one time, make some noise.

and you jerk it out!

don't leave me hiiiigh, don't leave me drrrry.

hangin' 'round, downtown by myself, and i have so much time to sit and think about myself and there she was. like double cherry pie, yeah there she was.

sometimes i feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear, and i can't help but ask myself how much i let the fear take the wheel and steer.

you made me feel like the one, made me feel like the one... the one...

he's everything you want, he's everything you need, he's everything inside of you that you wish you could be.

but i'm more than just a little curious how you're planning to go about making your amends, to the dead...

nothing to do, nowhere to go... i wanna be sedated

you are my only girl but you're not my only girl... talk to me dance with meeee, in the spotlight girl.

you spin me right 'round baby right 'round like a record baby, right 'round, 'round 'round.

i'll take your invitation, you take all of me, now i'm falling even more in love with you, letting go of all i've held onto...

we live on front porches and swing life away, we get by just fine here on minimum wage, if love is a labour, i'll slave till the end, i won't cross these streets till you hold my hand...

-Karen-

not yet...

July 25th is the birth of our blog... so 20 more dates and then the cake can come out!

OMG!

Okay, I came on here to see if anyone had acutally posted something and I saw that Karen had posted and was like woo! Exciting! And then I looked at our profile and saw that we started this blog July last year! It's the one year anniversary of our blog!! Have no idea which day, but it was sometime this month!! How cool is that?! I am highly amused! We should have a party, with cake! Because everybody loves cake! Yay! Bring on the noisemakers!

-Anne-

whoa

exams done
prom done
high school done
cuba done

that's pretty crazy.

so i don't think i can just jump back into this blog writing thing all at once. there's only so much i care about typing and apparently this has made the cut.

i just woke up from 13 hours of sleep. yes i needed that.

must go into work today to get my schedule. don't really feel like ever going back.

well all for now.

-Karen-