Archive for June, 2005

And I believe I know what key you will sing in….F Major!

Thursday, June 30th, 2005


it is the last blog of the month…be creative with the comments…

ryan just taught me how to play ‘i get lonesome’ on the guitar over the net and i’m excited…

this is a ‘mood board’ of sorts that i created and is hanging in my room…tell me what you see/think/feel…or anything really…click it and you’ll get a bigger picturette

alan rickman is so sexy…

i am in love with old british men…clearly…

MOVIESense and Sensibility

their ain’t nobody left to impress and everyone is kissing their own hand

Wednesday, June 29th, 2005

apparently i look hot with the wind in my hair

self absorbed

if i had a rocket launcher i’d make somebody pay

we think to highly of ourselves


‘sweater vest’ whores

if a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear?

i took these pictures tonight when matt came out to visit…they are a top burnaby mountain…

MUSIC - Beck – I Get Lonesome

she works hard for her money…or not

Tuesday, June 28th, 2005

dear job:

i know i shouldn’t complain…but damnit i have to today

work just blows like your mom when she sees the mail man

all last summer i spent working in your office re-naming and organizing a shit load of files

today i get told that all the ‘financial statement’ files are wrong

and why are they wrong?

because i did them EXACTLY the way YOU wanted them done

for 5 years my job has been to create the files i am told to make

so don’t get mad at ME…get mad at the person who told me to make them

if i wasn’t so lacking of money and you weren’t so flexible

i would quit your ass

i hate that i need you…stupid job

can’t i just get paid for talking on msn???

don’t worry…your day will come…and no one will like you anymore

and i will be rich and famous and i wont need YOU

love danielle

i dreamed of being big and manly – dreaming is the best you can do

Monday, June 27th, 2005

aaaahahaha another eve at the gym…this one proved to be most interesting…

1) dearest dario tried to get me in free again..and it should have frickin worked…but needless to say it didn’t…so i had to shell out a whole $10.70 – bastard children

Dario writing now- stupid whore person wouldn’t let me get Danielle in for free cause shes so worried that we’re trying to stiff their precious gym out of money… OOOOOHHHHH NOOOOOOOO…. they probably make thousands of dollars of profit a year on poor schmucks like me, and they wont even let Danielle in for free a couple times… what a bunch of uptight MO FUCKAHS!

2) so we hope on the bikes for our warmup session and im looking around and who do i see out of the cornor of my eye…none other then MATT BEVIS…and all those who know the story behind me, matt bevis, and dario will understand the anguish this caused…thankfully he didnt see us…after the warmup i ran to the ‘womans only’ part of the gym as to avoid b/c i hate awkwardness…but dario says he thinks that matt saw him…ahahaha dear god

Dario writing now- fuck, I was hoping so badly that bevis would walk up and start talking to Danielle… I love awkward moments when I can sit back and laugh. So yeah I get on the bench press and who should walk by, but mr. bevis! I cant say for sure that he saw me, I KNOW he did… makes me laugh cause he avoided eye contact completely… maybe its because he was intimidated by my muscularily muscular body… I doubt it… but it was funny just the same.

3) in the confusion of seeing matt bevis i some how screwed up the bike thing i was on and made myself look more then stupid…at least dario had a good laugh…

Dario writing now- OOOOOOOH GOD! THAT WAS TOO FUNNY! I didn’t know that Danielle hadn’t pressed the quick start button, so shes pedaling as hard as she can with no resistance. So being the helpful person I am, I push the resistance button for a good ten seconds. Well it was at this point I realized that Danielle hadn’t picked a setting, so I pressed quick start. AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! It immediately went to 29 resistance! Danielles legs stopped moving instantly! Fucking hilarious!

it was my first time on the girls side and the machines were so much eaiser to use…i guess thats because we are girls and we are feeble…( Dario- no kidding! Hahahaha just kidding) although it was nice beacuse there were not to many girls around i would have much rather been in the guys section…i have this thing where every girl i met i automatically assume they are a bitch until they prove themselves otherwise…guilty until proven innocent!

i dont want to look like Arnold Schwartzeneggar
it’s easier being fat and lazy

and thank you dario for the commentary

i’m hopeless but at least i know this

Monday, June 27th, 2005

while cleaning out some of my school stuff i can across a bunch of magazine clippings that i had saved…one of them was about relationships – good ones, negative ones, draining ones – and when i read over it a realized that a lot of what they were saying i could apply to relationships i had/have, with both friends and boyfriends

the part about negative relationships was what caught my eye the most…it said that a negavtive relationship is when you are not being true to yourself and it results in unbearable stress…wishful thinking that leads to frustration, which leads to anger and if that anger is not expressed and is kept inside then it manifests into depression

this, i can attest to, is true…and it is the worst feeling in the world…you want to believe that this relationship you are in is worth something and something good will come out of it, but time and time again through expectations you become disappointed and begin to question everything

i myself personally hate to fight or cause pain, so i would rather just shut up about the way i feel and deal with it myself so that i don’t have to argue or put things in jeopardy…but this has resulted in many restless nights just constantly going over things in my head and not being able to sleep…and i cant stand it anymore

i never regret anything that i did because regret is a waste of time…whether you see it now or not everything happens for a reason and so every experience that you have was meant to happen…the important thing is that you learn from these experience and you in trun realize their value…no matter how bad or good, the lessons you learn for the experiences you have mold you into who you are…so thank the people that made you cry, laugh, sad, smile beacuse with out them you wouldn’t be you…

life is all about the experience…go out and do something bad, something that scares you, something you never thought you would do…and then sit and think about what you learned, about yourself and about life…don’t sit and worry about it…just let it be