jade

jadeandputtereverydayuntilwedie

2007-04-19T23:39:23Z

Toronto (the highs and lows)

Brittle bones and upset tummies.
Sleeping in five different beds.
Dude telling me he has a girlfriend and then kissing me with his tongue.
Strep.
No smoking (ever again).
Super C Booster.
Deleting Limewire.
Turning awkward and nervous after smoking joints.
Freeing myself from broken umbrellas.
Being told to stay in bed for a week.
Being in bed for 4 days and already wanting to go out and drink, and smoke and dance and do lines and kiss inappropriate people.

The last line is the reason why i will probably die before i'm thirty.

Fuck you student loans! You ain't ever gettin' paid. Drinking myself to death instead.

avoiding

2007-03-21T03:31:58Z

Things that will make me happy so soon:

Making Indie Vids/ Taxxxx Returns/ The Green Room/ Toronto Zoo/ Showing People How To Drink PBR The Cool Way/ Over The Top Festival/ Toronto Island/ Lee's Palace/ Not Being Alone 90% Of The Time/ Shuter St. Drinking/ Shuter St. Hangovers/ Watching Metropolis Friends Marathons/ Hot Summer Nights/ Making Out/ Sleeping In/ One Minute Dance Parties/ New Apartments/ Sleeping Beside Putter/ Ricky/ Not Going To The Social/ Sneaky Dee's/ New Jobs (but only for like a minute will a job make me happy)/ H&M/ Dreamboy(s)/ Kensington Market/ Giving B.C. The Finger While In Airplane/ Nino!/ Holding Hands/ Last Call At Filmores/ Being The One, Again/ The Claytons/ Eating Bread On Kitchen Floors/ Going Swimming/ Learning How To Ride A Bike Better/ The Improvement Of Daisy Marts Produce/ Buying New Trendy As FUCK Sunglasses/ Rooftop Parties/ 4 am Drug Conversations.

Things that make me happy today:

Baby Polar Knut not dying.

fucking clueless

2007-03-13T06:55:32Z

I found a note on the bus today that was titled “Things to Take to the Grave”

WTF…….right?

Some of the listed items were:

Salsa.
Lego.
What Lisa told me.

Fucking creeper.

Dear BC:

Please don’t scare me anymore, ok?

Love Jade.

understanding in a car crash

2007-03-12T07:29:14Z

Remember when i was moving to b.c.? Smiles on my face, clothes packed in suitcases, running away from life.

This has been the worst vacation ever.

I need your love, but first let me crash into a speeding truck.

No life flashes before eyes. Just trucks. A truck? Really? The last thing I see?

Jumping from moving vehicles is not as hard as you'd think. I didnt even rip my jeans or break the strap on my purse.

                                Things for Spring

In:                                                                                     Out:
Gaping Head Wounds                                                  Bangs
Comparing Car Crash Stories                                    Having a License/Driving a Car
Toronto                                                                             Everywhere Else in the World
Not Being a Fuck Up                                                     Stealing TTC passes
Dudes You Know                                                           Randoms
Staying in Bed All Day Watching Eps                         Socializing With Peers