Yup.

So I finally managed to go out and get Geoff's birthday present today. Steph and I went to this music store on Danforth, and bought tickets for... (get excited, kids)... SENSES FAIL! Woohoo, I can't wait. We saw them last September as well (I can't believe that was almost a year ago), and they were so amazing. Oh how I love Senses Fail, my most favouritest band in the world. Anyhoo, we went back to Fo's house, then Geoff showed up, and I gave him his ticket. I can't believe he's never been to an actual concert before. But yeah, he seemed happy/excited, so that was good and I was relieved that my present was a success.

After that, Jenn and Jay came by Steph's, and the 5 of us ended up hanging out for the rest of the night. Steph made a comment about them being more mature than other people we've hung out with, and I must agree. With others, there was constant drama and it was almost.. stressful to hang out with them. But I actually had a lot of fun hanging out with Jenn and Jay. Steph, we should do that again sometime.

On the walk home, my mom decided to call me, and (surprise, surprise) I got in trouble again. What for, you may be wondering? I'm still not entirely sure myself. My mom is constantly getting angry at me, then she says I'm being "mean" to her. What a psycho.

Hmm.

I don't actually have anything to write about at the moment. I'm just bored, so I thought I'd share this with you:

I enjoy the taste of Pez.

I can't wait for change.

I just want to start out by saying thanks to everyone who's been supporting me since the unfortunateness of Thursday. I know I still have people angry at me, but at this point.. I just don't care. They know, and I know, that what I did wasn't right. But the fact that they can't even TRY to see or understand my side of things just really shows me something about who they are. And it's a quality I don't like. So to those of you who've supported me even in the least, even if I'm not aware of it right now, THANK YOU. I really do need you guys through this.

This whole summer has been a mess. It makes me really look forward to fall, and to school. Things can finally fall back into my "normal" routine (until January at least, when I'll finally be finished with high school). Don't get me wrong, I love love LOVE summer. I love the warm weather, the staying up late with friends doing nothing but talking and then sleeping in the next day, the swimming, the ice cream and popsicles, CANADA DAY, everything. But the last 2 summers have been really horrible for me, and I'm just anxious to get back to having a routine that doesn't allow as much time for drama as summer does ("the EY," right Steph?). I guess you could say I'm just craving some sort of stability. Here's to the last 13 days of summer.

Oh Steph, Steph, Steph.

It's always your blogs that manage to get me to write. lol.

That being said, boys are so strange. So stupid. I was talking to an ex last night, and he was all upset about relationships and stuff. The kid apparently regrets not taking the time to talk things out between us, and just breaking up with me instead. I was like "That was almost a year ago, I'm over it by now. Frankly, I'm surprised you're not." He kept apologizing for causing me pain, and saying that what we had was good, and other girls he went out with since then just used him and stuff. Ok, we went out for a month. ONE month. And to be perfectly honest, it wasn't even a special month to me. It's not like we were on bad terms with each other either. There was an argument, and we didn't talk for a few months, but things were resolved.

This happened so many times with another ex. I don't understand why guys pull this crap. We've been broken up for a while, and I'm over you.. why tell me these things now? What's the point? Am I supposed to magically forgive you? Are we supposed to happily reunite? Like really. Come on now. Things happen, people get hurt. That's part of life. The key is to MOVE ON. That's it. Don't bother with unnecessary apologies a year later.

Wow.

Wow. When I wrote my last blog about you guys keeping it to yourselves, I wasn't trying to "censor" you. It's not a matter of me not wanting you guys to say anything for no reason. There is a REASON. Lindsay, I understand that it's your blog and it's for you, but the fact of the matter is that other people DO read it. It's linked to the Teen Room blog. I'm aware that you should be able to write about what you want, but when it becomes a legal issue that I could get in more crap for, it's not ok.

That's it, I'm done. I'm sick of talking about this.

Last night.

Ok I realize that everyone who was at Billy's last night really wants to discuss what happened, but I'm going to tell you right now that I will NOT put up with it. It is a LEGAL ISSUE. I'm not allowed to discuss it, and no one else should either. What happened, happened, and I know it wasn't right, but it can't be taken back. So keep it to yourself.

YG.

I was just reading Steph's blog, and she was talking about what Mike talked about at Chris' youth group. Steph, one thing in your blog completely stood out to me:

"wow, sometimes its nuts just how we can end up somewhere where... we really need to be... God leads us to places, to hear things we need to through other people, that we are some how not getting ourselves..."

I couldn't agree more. I know there was something last night that I really heard in the discussion. I'd rather not elaborate, but it definitely gave me something to think about. I usually don't like going to Chris' youth group, but I don't think it was just a coincidence that I ended up there last night, hearing what I did.

On another note, I have a feeling that today will be one of those days where I post 50 million blogs about random things. Either that, or after this one, I'll stop posting for a long time. *shrugs*

*Coughs*

Mmkay, I am incredibly sick of being sick. A month ago I had a chest infection. I was put on Biaxin, but then somehow while I was still on it, I got tonsillitis. Now, how is it that I managed to get another infection while on antibiotics? It's a mystery. I was put on penicillin, and thankfully the tonsillitis went away (that was probably the most painful thing I've been through). But here I am now with something new. Except this time I think I have sinusitis. All I know for sure is that it's to do with my sinuses. I had to get them x-rayed last week, along with my chest for the job I'll be starting at Centennial's daycare. But yeah, here I am after 2 rounds of antibiotics, and I'm still sick. My doctor didn't want to put me on any more pills, so now I have some fun nasal sprays. One is just seawater, but it smells like Canadian Tire. Ick. I really hate this, I forget what it's like to be healthy.

Man I complain a lot.

A couple days ago, Geoff and I went to Blockbuster and rented Rockstar, and Gacy. Gacy was definitely MY choice. It's about John Wayne Gacy, who tortured, raped, and murdered around 30 young guys in the 1970s. Now Geoff seems to have taken on my weird interest of murders and serial killers and stuff. He wants to go look for movies about Jeffrey Dahmer and Albert Fish tomorrow, lol. Albert Fish's case is the most disgusting one I've heard about though. He's the guy that Hannibal Lecter's character was based on, except that Fish ate children. Very, very disturbing. I think Geoff wants to look for Mac & Me as well, which is aweeesome. That movie is the non-scary version of ET, for anyone who hasn't seen it or even heard of it. ET = scary, Mac = cute.

http://www.crimelibrary.com <-- My favourite website <3

Yay.

Yeah so today was fun. I woke up to my mom getting angry at me, yet again. Only this time it was because I "hid" my inhaler from her. MY inhaler. The one that she's been going crazy using, because "she can feel something in her chest" when it was prescribed to ME and I need it, because I'm still sick and coughing like crazy. It ended with her saying she doesn't want ANYTHING to do with me, and now she's been ignoring me all day. Definitely not the first time. She's driving me nuts, I can't live here much longer. She's ridiculous and insane. I don't know why Erin hasn't gotten out yet, she's crazy to have stuck around this long. My mother. Is a basketcase. The end.