an adventitious kind of adventure.

I should be studying, instead I thought I'd get in some practice on the 'ol photoshop. Here's the final disaster/masterpiece; I'll let you decide!

yeah, getting excited over marks seems pretty lame-o but I am just so super STOKED about the mark I got on my final English report. I seriously thought I was gunna do pretty horribly considering we had two weeks to do it & I put off doing it 'til the day it was due...but I got a 93% on it! & my teacher even asked if she could use it as an example of "excellent work" in her future classes! it sure pays to wear spectacles; I fool everyone into thinking I'm a nerd.

-sigh- 5 out of 7 exams done, and let me tell you I am pooched. I just finished English, and I'm seriously contemplating going to bed. time check? oh yeah, it's 8:30 PM.

anywho, it's been an overall rad day. went out for lunch with Kim for her upcoming birthday, aced (hopefully) 2 exams, the sun is setting & it's gorgeous. oh yeah and we ate a tower of cake for dessert. no lie; I'm pretty sure it was like 3/4 of a foot tall. hokay, off I go, into the wild blue yonder.

I've finally admitted to myself that I do it for the chase,
I fall in love with ghosts of past relationships
and I revel in the memories that once brought smiles
to both of our faces.

you're not second best,
you're just second guessed.

I'm sorry it always turns out this way;
but people change.
I can change.

who is it?
I can't answer that question.
why?
I don't know.
I've interviewed myself a thousand times,
in hopes of making sense of these rhymes.

I'm scared,
so please don't leave me tonight.

A compilation of what we do best; drinking.

-sigh- I'm just really getting sick of fairweather friends. I can't wait to be at home for the summer; res is kind of taking a toll on me. I keep thinking I shouldn't sever ties & just be open about the friendships I have, but it's so hard when many of the people who call themselves my "friend" aren't aware of the definition of the word. I just really wish alot of people here would grow up.

on a lighter note, it's party time soon! unfortunately all the girlies I hang out with are either heading d/t tonight or have already gone home for the summer. aaand it's down to the last Friday I'll be partying with these cats. alright, procrastination button off. I need to clean my room!

a rustling sound forces me to lift the lids from my eyes, and I can't say I know who I am right now. for the few moments in between dreams and reality, I forget where I am & I forget who you are. we're moving faster than we were before, chasing cars, chasing daylight. I look up, and a single stars hangs in the sky, a symbol of mourning for broken dreams. a lonely star, a lonely planet. but amidst the chaos, I'm feeling alright. I turn once more, no longer looking at a lonely star. this time it's many. I catch a glance of the stars in your eyes, and smile a little inside. but I can't keep this a secret. my emotions are finding their way out of the crevices of my heart as a kiss lands on your cheek, and we fall back asleep. I'm right where I need to be.

I officially have Zac Efron set as my desktop background. I guess I didn't get the memo that I'll be playing the lead in TWELVE again. who cares, the boy is gorg.

first off, I'm super sorry for being a post whore. but I needed to get out my lust for Zac Efron, & write a little something that means absolutely nothing but helps me feel better about everything.

just so you know, I'm really sorry things turned out the way they did. I'm sorry I'm not close to you; I should be. I'm sorry I'm not the type of girl that gives you that feeling. I'm sorry I'm somewhat of a fraud when it comes to music, because I don't know everything about every band that ever was. I listen to music, I breathe music; I essentially delve into it the way it's meant to be delved in into, what it's made for. I'm not sorry I'm me. but I'm really sorry that you kind of...missed me. you looked right past me, and I'm sorry that you never got to know the real me. I'm sorry you never tried to. I don't have feelings tied to this anymore, it's just self-doubt I suppose. I'm sorry you're you, and I'm me, in a time and place where we can't be we. I'm sorry this is unfinished. goodnight.

so I've never been the one to drool over the same guy EVERYONE drools over. you know, the ultimate pretty boy who can have any girl he wants. just not my style, ya dig? but I must say, Zac Efron was looking entirely too good for the duration of 17 Again. and I mean TOO good. see 'em n weep:

so it just hit me probably 20 minutes ago that I'm going home NEXT WEEK. and I flashforward...ed to me crying hysterically when I have to say goodbye to everyone. let's take cues from Charlie Brown here, good grief.

I was looking at some profiles of people from back home on facebook and a sense of nostalgia wiped over me. I miss last summer. I miss wasaga beach. I miss getting completely baked and munching down on donuts afterward. I miss summer romance. alright sappy mcgee, that's it I'm breaking out the 'ol writing book. enough of spilling my entire life story onto a public website.

I was looking for a really good picture of something beachy or summery, but I came across this instead. he'll do.

ahahaha.

holy hell I forgot we saw a possum!

sooo last night didn't turn out too badly. I was kind of afraid we were gunna get our asses kicked when we showed up at a party where we DIDN'T KNOW ANYONE, but it actually turned out alright. the dj knew how to spin a good beat, & my feet liked it. omg I was just about to say nothing eventful happened but I completely forgot about trashing S basement's bathroom. aaaaaand BIG yikesss. 'twas our lifelong dream to party in SB lounge, & last night was the night.

oh, the mighty boosh? thanks Sam for plastering it on my computer, & thanks Jesse for watching it with me and confusing the "shite" outta me! okayokayokay I need to be productive aka shower, homework, eat, not necessarily in that order.

aaaand I'm out.

p.s. I'm gunna miss you girlies that are leaving today!

so I'm freakin' dying in my room right now, due to the massive attack of warm weather that has swept across Rexdale. but anywho, last night was pretty good. not as raging a party as I thought it would be, but I guess that's good in a way. it's just sad to think that last night is literally the last night we will ever party at 21 Bankview. well, it was good while it lasted.

two weeks. two weeks yesterday, I will be at home, unpacking all the memories I made at college. I won't be eating dirty res food, and I won't be going to knock on my friends' doors when I'm bored. honestly, how sad is that? I'm stoked for summer & being at home, I'm just not so stoked about how crazily emotional I'm gunna get when it comes time to say goodbye to everyone.

I'm thinking about making a slideshow, & once I get the time I'll get around to it. we need a reminder of how hard we partied, and all the friends we made along the way. here are some cute pics from the weekend to get the tears a flowin':

this is the first post I've ever...well, posted when I've been drunk & I'm tryin g my darndest to spell everything right! seriously, spellchecker every 5 seconds here. anywho, drinking on a Wednesday for the first timer FTW!

uhm, yeah, photoshop at 9am, and still in bed by 1:00 am!

p.s. Dear Amanda, Kristyn & Helga,

hope you all got to bed safe! can't wait for Friday, & I shall see you there!

♥ Jas

ayayay. I am literally exhausted. had a line sell today, which was actually a pretty fun project minus the part where we had to get video taped so we could look at our mistakes. and we fiiinally finished our promotions project, and the ads actually came out perdy darn good! now I just have to do my 15 page report for English that's due on Sunday that I definitely haven't even started yet...

FML.

ohohoh.

had a really good weekend with the fam, ate lots of delicious food which was a nice change from res food/living off nothing for the past few weeks. can't wait for this weekend though, one last hurrah!

it's only 7:58 PM. aaand goodnight.

I don't usually like to write my feelings towards people down, at least not where everyone can see them. but I'm feeling pretty badass right now and that's about as rebellious as I can get on a Thursday night at home.

so I hope you know, I'm contemplating deleting you out of my life. literally. hanging up on you, because I just can't get hung up anymore. cell phone number, erase. e-mail address, erase. facebook, erase.

yikes.

it's hard to write your feelings when you actually sort of mean them. none of this lyrical therapy, this is the real deal. except it's not, because I'm too nice and I could never just push an entire person out of my life no matter how hardcore they suck.

plus I'm being super tenth grade about this. I just feel like whining a little. it's my party bitch, I'll cry if I want to.

I started taking down all my posters & pictures today, as well as gathering up a bunch of stuff to take home this weekend. My walls look so bare. I'm gunna miss you S313, and all the good times that came with you.

"Now kids, what did I say about drinking alcohol?"

I have been running around like a chicken with it's head cut off for probably a week now. too much homework, too many projects, hardly any time to do them. I've been trying to be a little more chill, but it's hard when I have so many things to do. but...

Fast&Furious tonight! *claps*
and I'm pretty happy about a few other things.

lots of things to say, little time to say it, need to go to bed!

alright so went to The Devil Wears Prada Show last night, which was amaaazing. they played with Emarosa (lovelovelove Jonny Craig), Sky Eats Airplane & A Day to Remember. an overall radtastic night. except for the couple who were holding hand in the mosh pit, except their hands kept jabbing me in the shoulder blades. & that kid who sucker punched me while throwing down. the best parts were probably:
a) seeing Joey's hair after being in the mosh pit
b) getting shut down by my ex-boyfriend's best friend who I thought I'd be nice and say hey to, & then seeing him throwdown like a bitch later on
c) laughing our asses off at Joey for buying a v-neck. he'll never live it down. NEVER!

but yeah, great night, thumbs up all around.

and tonight, Bill Nye came to our school! he even wore a powder blue jacket suit & a little bowtie. love my life.

definitely forgot everything else I was planning on saying. so yeah, feelin' good, life's great, high five!

oh p.s., I took a video of the song Still Fly & I will post it on Youtube when I crawl out from the pile of homework I still need to do. I'll post a link in one of my upcoming blogs. cheers!

I just saw this post on PostSecret:




I peeled my banana 5 seconds before I read that. Down the hatch it goes, I guess. Do bananas have juice? Yiiikes...

I am so freakin' bored right now. I've been wasting my time looking at crappy Youtube videos. I should be doing English, but I'm held back by a raging headache. okay it's not so raging, I'm just one for complaints tonight. someone find me a party.

totally dude.
party like a rock. party like a rockstar.

ay ay ay the drama last night.

and when there wasn't drama, there was cheesy waffles made by the lovely Chef Sam.


Did you hear the '59 Sound coming through on Grandmama's radio?
Did you hear the rattling chains in the hospital walls?
Did you hear the old gospel choir when they came to carry you over?
Did you hear your favorite song one last time?

this song is stuck in my head currently, but no complaints I might add. The Gaslight Anthem are a new favourite of mine. -sigh- I kind of went into this meaning to talk about how awesome last night was...then I realized it was just a typical res night. but again, no complaints. I love these kids, & I'm gunna miss them alot over the 4 month period between beginning of summer parties & back to school shopping. yikes, sap alert sap alert!

alright forget the goodbyes, let's just party hard!

my upcoming concert-going schedule:

Sunday - The Devil Wears Prada w/ A Day to Remember, Emarosa, Sky Eats Airplane

Wednesday - Taste of Chaos w/ Bring Me the Horizon, Cancer Bats, Thursday, Four Year Strong, Pierce the Veil

Tuesday May 26th - City & Colour

possibly Edgefest June 20th, & Warped Tour July 10th? for someone who hadn't been to a concert until this year, I'm rackin' up the shows. stoked! :)

bird-cat is back, right outside my window, meow-cawing away. just in time for me to crack down on studying for the humanities test I forgot I had tomorrow...I have no motivation for school these days. *cue big sigh* end scene.

I completely forgot it was April Fool's! jokes on me, I guess. happy pranking :)

this morning I was awoken by the sounds of a bird chirping...but it wasn't any normal chirp, oh no. it started out sounding like a cat, then went straight into cawing like a madmanbird.

meow-CAW, meow-CAW.

hence the state of confusion I was in for at least 5 minutes upon waking.

this was also due to the fact that I had a really random dream, as I usually do. except this time, there was a legit monster/alien thing that somehow got out of it's cage and was chasing me around someone's living room. it had claws. I didn't stand a chance.