i am the coolest cat you will ever know.

"sorry to break it to you, but im more of a cat than you..."
"how?"
"erm...i have a pussy."
"..."
oh how i love you (insert name here)

BTW. this summer has been awesome so far. kinda. at the end of the summer im gonna post a list of all the things that have happened. just to let you know for those who want to find out who i like. i wrote it on my blog. the exact persons name. but you will have to find it. ive hidden it really well. inbox me on facebook if you think you found it. (hint: the titles)

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^^its an apostrophe

lalalalala

i wish i was an amazing singer. lol that would be funny

loser

i just need three more blog posts then my work of art is finished...

woah fucking asians!!!

No offence.
but they travel in packs ranging from 10- 30
they take all the chicken they see on the menu
they take up half the dining room
and...
the leave an incredible mess.
BUT
this one Asian came in with the coolest hair he looked like some anime character off of Naruto or something
AND... he had the characteristics of one too,
like i didn't want to serve him in case he pulled out a samurai sword beneath his trench coat...yes he had a trench coat. he kinda scared me.

ACK

tomorrow is August.
which means....
one more month to spend with the majority of my friends before they leave too fulfill their dreams.
...
i promise i wont cry, i remember 2 years ago, when the same thing happened. i balled my eyes out. not in front of anyone. but behind my closed bedroom door. music blasting. so no one would hear. i have a feeling this year might be slightly worse.

but can i do it.
ive been having a hard time believing in myself lately.

crying does release serotonin. so maybe it isnt such a bad idea crying myself to sleep.

i know an even better idea. lets not even think about it until september. lets spend this month getting drunk. having fun. going out. hanging out. watching movies. eating food. camping. and all the awesome things i like to do with the people i love.
then.
when september comes. ill have four days before you leave... and. and. i really dont know how ill feel. lets hope i dont kill myself. ha ha ha...

inbetween the lines

hidden.
in between those lines
no one can see you
feel you
smell you
your alone. isolated.
with no one to talk to
to touch
to be with.
misery is your most common emotion.
but sometimes you settle for love
for you can see all those who walk past
you can touch all those who seem to care
and you can smell the ones you long for.
yet they still cant see you.
but in the midst of the loneliness.
something moves in the shadows behind you,
someone you love
someone who has broken through the twisted, jagged spires of loneliness
and has come to save you from your everlasting heart ache
you greet the person slowly with open arms,
unsure whether it is real or a hallucination
if you are able to grab them
to hold them
to touch them
you know they are real, and you are free
but if you trip and fall right through them
your back at square one.
alone.
and
ignored.

the ratio's

Thomas 1 : 0 customers
Thomas 1 : 0 boredom
Thomas 0 : 1 mosquitoes
Thomas 1 : 0 leg muscles
Thomas 1 : 0 wrists
Thomas 1 : 0 depression
Thomas 1 : 0 sleep
Thomas 0 : 1 bedroom
Thomas 1 : 0 food
Thomas 1 : 0 shower
Thomas 0 : 1 boredom......
Thomas 0 : 1 ratios
Thomas 0 : 1 making sense
wow this sounded much better when i thought about it on my way to work...

fame. but not how i want it

oh mah gud. so you probably saw my facebook status last night at like 1 in the morning or something like that on how there was two strange drunk guys in my living room. anyway. we were all in the living room talking and whatnot, they were drinking some vodka mixed slushie i had a bottle of water and we were listening to music. (fun) we did that till 4 in the morning. then at 4 am someone decided it was a good idea to go to tim hortans. well the drunk guys had driven here in their truck, so they drove us all to timmies ( i know, never get in a vehicle with a drunk driver. i didnt want to go, but i got pressured into it.) we drove up to timmies and got food ><  prrretty sure we got reported because there was five kids in a truck, blasting rude songs with an "N" on the back >.< derp well they gave us our doughnuts and the driver was like im not leaving without our stuff... we had already got given our food, so when we convinced him we had our sstuff there was a line up. so he steps on the gas and we go flying over the curb. people in the back was screaming. we ran a red light. i was trying to tell him to calm down. anywho. we spilt the coffee everywhere. then he was like oh better clear it up. so he like pulls (-extreme illegal stunt which i am not going to post, but i was fully against it and dying in the back seat-)  anyway we got home after driving round all the streets creating a ruckus. we sat and ate our doughnuts then at 5 we got bored again. so we go out for another drive. this one was not good either. he was even more drunk than before. we go down to wilmer to his place then, he takes westside. nearly drove off the cliff/ hill thingy. then takes a back road to some place sooo sketchy. anyway we killed like 2 hours and we decided we wanted breakfast. so we pull into A&W at 6:45am. it opens at 7. we sit through the drive thru. with music really loud. for 20 minutes. before someone came to the window and took our order. okay then. (two drunk guys are sitting in front.) when we were driving home the driver told us he was driving home with his eyes shut and drunk in passenger seat would steer...... we got to sobeys before we were screaming at him to open his eyes because there was cars everywhere and we had to take that sharp turn right. so he opens his eyes and pushes the break. (he still isnt steering and he doesnt until we get to our house to reverse in.) then. we kinda ate breakfast and talked some more,. then everyone left. and I am "cleaning up" >< FYI noone got hurt. slight destruction of property. we didnt get caught. and we are all alive. i have to admit the adrenaline rush was pretty sick. and no i still dont fully agree to what we did. but you gotta have a little danger right?

Oh fuck it

from here on, i am not going to give a two hoots and a flying fuck. when someone yells at me. ill shrug it of. when someone  swears at me. ill ignore it. when someone blames something on me. i wont care. thats it. i dont give a fuck anymore ><

rhyming sentences

I have a smile,
Indeed it took a while,
But its planted on my face,
The frown is gone without a trace,
Ill see you in a bit i guess,
Woah...better clean up this mess.

yellow green and blue.

sorry about the extremo depressing previous post. but im better now. thanks to someone who is truly amazing. i will never forget that stupid osprey who never caught that darn fish. and the bats flying around us, as we sat at the edge of the dock. the lake was fogging up. it was the creepiest shit i've ever seen. trash talking many people we dislike. it was fun. very fun ><

once upon a time....if only

he wants to stop

             but he can't

he is addicted to it.

                     he's fine when he's with

                                    someone

             its just.

                       when they leave

and the door

                  closes

                                         the feeling of loneliness

seeps through the cracks

             takes over his mind

controls him

                uses him

                         hurts him

                                    breaks him

       till nothing is  l

                           e

                           f

                           t

                         but

blood soaked sheets

            and

tear stained pillows

                       and a shaky hand

                                     resting a

                                        bloody blade 

on his 

bedside table

   with a broken heart full of broken promises

       and a doctors appointment card ripped up on the floor.

                            

undercover heroes

there are some of you. mainly of the female kind. who i would gladly take a bullet for. i would push you out the way of a vehicle heading straight for you. i would beat up that fucker who broke your heart. i would give you a place to stay if you need it. i will be right beside you if you give me a call. i will always walk you home in the dark. i will be your shoulder to cry on. i would give you a hug when u need it most. i would write limericks for you to make you laugh. for some i would even kill myself to save you. and you wont even make me a fucking sammich!

...

if a genie asked me for three wishes. what would they be.
 wish number 1:  i would wish for strength (mentally and physically)
wish number 2:  i would wish for distances to be closer.
wish number 3: i would wish for magical powers (what type you ask...) well harry potter type powers,

I'm a wizard 'arry

so a guy comes through drive thru. and he says to me. "auzzie?"
i replied "nope"
"kiwi?"
"nope"
"are yah a wizard 'arry?"
"how did you guess...."
it was very entertaining. i chuckled.
then when he left. he said "no underaged magic outside of hogwarts. remember that boi."
that really made me laugh. i love some people.

< less than perfect.

woah. crazy story. so i was walking home from work, and i saw a plastic bag. my immediate thought was to pick it up. but i really couldnt be bothered walk over to the hedge and pull it out of the branches. so i carried on, i heard a rustling and had the strange feeling like someone was following me. so i looked behind. the bag was rolling towards me. i was like w/e its just the wind. so i ignored it. the bag kept following me. i got slightly creeped out so i turned right and went down another street. anyway i look behind me no bag. i was like phew. then i kept thinking how i should of picked it up and blah blah blah. looked behind me again and there it was rolling towards me. so i walked towards it and picked it up. that is my awesome story. i also slammed my finger in the spatula drawer. im starting to think that my workplace really hates me ><

3 + 1 = 2

i think more people should wake up in the morning and go online so people like me can has someone to talk to at 8:15am. but no you all way too cool to be up early in the summer. so i guess ill just sit here and type randomness for my blog. like how i had an interesting dream last night. k so i was skyping sierra and a little grade 8 hacked into her account. she was asking if i wanted to go to a football game with her. i was like no. then she was all p--p-p-p--p--please, so i was like "fine" so we went to this football game and the simpsons characters are playing. but then there was Peter beating up homer in the stands. then i woke up >.< yeh it was an amazing dream.i also woke up 30minutes late for wiork. ran next door, then he was like " oh im not ready, did you wanna come back in half an hour?" (you see, my neighbor is my boss, and he drives me to where we are tiling that day.) and here i am, waiting for those 30 minutes to be up. bored as hell.

so... i see how it is

i feel like a creep. i know what time your bed time is, so i raced home to skype you before you fell asleep. i know what time you wake up and i what time you got to work and what time you get off work, and how long it takes you to get home from work. i know where you work and what you eat for breakfast. i know what your dreams are and what you are doing in the fall. i know where you live. i dont know why i am listing this even. i feel like a creep, but im not i just remember these things, if you were any other person that told me this stuff id remember it too.  what im trying to get at is your barely ever online. and i really like talking to you. i dont have a cell so i cant text you whenever i feel like. i have to wait till you are online and arent busy which can be weeks. then when we do talk its maybe for half an hour cos your tired. i guess this is another reason why i should geet a phone. but truth be told i really dont want a phone, i like not having the responsibility of not paying for it and looking after it. so i guess i should quit whining. ill stop now.

In the end

well...to put into simple words. i got attacked by a fucking milkshake machine. that is all. wait, you want to know how? i pushed the pump button which filled the dispensing things with pressure then when i went to pour a milkshake boom, it exploded and milkshake was everywhere. ><

my fucking trifle!

okay so my day went from not so good to downright stupid. my sister left the bologneise out and when i go to eat some. it is covered in fruit flies= no lunch. yeh that was okay. because you know there is trifle in the fridge. trifle is. jelly, cake and fruit then covered in whipped cream and custard. my favourite thing ever!!!!! okay so i open the fridge see my trifle bowl go and scoop some out to eat and guess what. its fucking frozen. my trifle is frozen. i cant believe it, nothing else in the fridge is. was it a prank. i don't think so. my blood is boiling right now. i have 30 minutes till i have to go to work. and i don't get trifle. i am soooooo mad.

oh? thats lovely

well. life wasn't to good today. so i went and saw my doctor-who told me to see that counselor. so i developed my pictures and went to my counselor. we had a nice conversations. talked about my issues and it felt nice. BUT. when i was walking home i saw a crow. it looked at me and i felt sad. i looked in its eyes and saw that it was hurt. Then i noticed it was covered in those nasty big black ants. i wanted to help it. but what the fuck can yah do. to a frightened bird. all it gonna do is run away from you,  so i walked on and ignored it >.< i hope it gets all those ants off. but then there are too many crows in this valley to begin with they be eatin all the little birds. the circle of life strikes again.  whenever- black eyed peas. is the song im listening to right now. i like this song, and i think thats what i need. i need someone to love me forever, and who will be there for me (whenever i need them) whether they are on skype, whether i call them or spontaneously knock at their door. my counselor told me that i am struggling from isolation. am i? i think so. hmmmm. not sure how to end this post. but ............pshuuuuuuummmmmmmmm

nice seein u

i went on an hour run; why? i dunno just bored i wanted to run to windermere but i got to timber ridge; got bored and ran back. then i got bored of running so i walked. i walked to the coffee works, where i got bored of walking and music so i sat and drank an orange juice and stared at the passing cars. then you cycled past. >.< and i felt sick so i walked to a&w where i got bored of walking again and talked to the people that was working about Harry Potter. got bored of doing that so i carried on my journey home this time i ran. i got to sobeys and went in to see my mother we talked then i went and talked to a cashier. got bored of that so i left. ran to jalaird got bored and walked across the field on my hands. walked the rest of the way home on my feet. when i got home i sat down on the couch. got bored of that so i updated my blog ><

...

i hate being in love.
 i mean the feeling of mush i get when i see you, or talk to you feels awesome!
 but the after taste of that feeling, when you leave and i realise whats going to happen its makes me sick to the stomache. i threw up when i got home from the pools last night ><
make it stop.

hehehe

im talking to you on skype right now. i have butterflies in my stomache ><

i want you

someone asked me "if there was anything in the world that you could have, what would it be." at first i didn't know what to say. but now that i have thought about it. i want you, nothing/ no one else. just you. but i know i'm not gonna get you, so i suppose i can carry on my life full of hopes and dreams and meaningless signs. but guess what. soon we will be going camping together with a few others, and that will be fun. because just being with you makes everything better. oh how i wish you would come on skype more often. that is all i have to say. i want you.