I'm 22.

It was my birthday somewhere between now and the last blog post.

YAY!

double digits!

I have a lot of cleaning to get down. So LATA!

I will stab a cow if this is mono

I've been sick for a hella long time.

And it sucks.

The (cool) doctor at the Clinic yesterday told me it was probably strep. But I'm allergic to the normal medication for it, so I'm on the alternate. Which causes bad taste in your mouth and nausea. 

The only movie on tv today was Batman Begins. Like the one with Michelle Pfeiffer getting eaten by cats, Danny Devito playing his true self (a Penguin) and Christopher Walken in an obscene amount of eyeliner (drag).

I'm still going to watch this. But after I'm taking a bath.

K-Fox.

1920's = yes

I turn to you, and you open the door.

Have you heard of fabtastic signer Lenka?

Well, she's great.

Even after a day of having to stay home and miss out on meeting star of Fox's hit TV show Glee - Patrick Gallagher, who is friends with my drama teacher.

ugh. ugh.

Anyway, after coming to a personal decision, I've come to the agreement that I should probably have a blood test.

I get them a lot, since we can never figure out what really is wrong with me, but I think it's about time that I got checked out. On my Kidneys. And my stomach Lining.

Pretty much I'm pretty sure that I have a peptic ulcer, but thats for the good ol' doc to decide.

Until the test...

why complain?

Why complain when you are living! There is comedy everywhere in life, and you barely need to look for it. If a boy doesn't like you/ignores you/doesn't understand you like them, then screw it and get a hooker.

My outlook on life.

2009 guide to canadian universities.

My mother picked me up a copy of this.

I wish she had got me something more like "2009 guide to schools your daughter can actually get into"

or "2009 guide to colleges that your daughter can afford and enjoy"

or "2009 guide to canadian performing arts schools"

Fuck school.

NO SHAVE NOVEMBER

so. many. potential. beards.

No-shave november, or Movember (mustache november) is quite frankly the best thing ever. That and my birthday is in November. Honestly life couldn't be better.

Well, it could. BUt the disappointment in my life is pissing me off so much that I'm ignoring it and channelling everything into random spurts of anger and improv.

Happy Movember Everyone!