never say never.

so operation maria does not go clubbing and spend her hard earned money was a HUGE success this week. so proud of myself. i make my own lunch. AND COFFEE. which is life altering.. because i love my visa card. i love how easily i can take it out of my wallet.. and then use it on little shit things. like a triple grande hazelnut soy latte. ohhh fuck ya.

lets play a game. where i know youre talking about me. and you still pretend to like me. but i dont care if you like me. because i dont need you. alas. its a fun game. because you dont know that i know.. until now anyways.

go find your own friends to play with. im a possessive bitch. back uppppppp!!!

so my cousin is into this girl. i look at her. elevator stare. he comes back to me and i say, "no. shes not good enough. shes looks typical." cousin says, "what do you mean?" other cousin says, "wow. judgemental much?" i say, "i am judgmental. do you not know who my mother is? where do you think i learned it from??" FUNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.

i love famjam nights. theyre the best. mostly because they dont happen often. im sure if i saw them on the regular i wouldnt appreciate those moments as much. but since i dont.. i love.

school? travel? work? ohhhhhhhhhh life. apparently my next six months will be a breeze. i hope so. id hate to break a sweat trying to do life sans problem.

am currently talking to a friend about how much i dislike filipino girls. which is funny because i have filipino girl friends. but theres a difference. some girls are just straight up annoying. and sometimes dumb. and i dont mingle well with the stupid. and that speaks volumes of you because i am not the shiniest apple in the tree either. or however the phrase goes.

i need the hunt more in my life. one more month people. and speaking of.. could nov 20th be any farther away? good lord.

i wish VIFF was exciting.. too bad nobody cares. i care.. to an extent. i just like festivals thats all. i also like bloc parties. oh bloc party. i know this i was so last week but it needs to be recognized. the final bloc party in vancouver was the shiiiiieeeeeeeet. outdoor partying. blocked off street. maria drunk? c'est magnifique!

i leave you with this: order the fucking pancakes.

poster of a girl

the hunt has hit a whole new level of crazy. its real. its deep. its almost like chicken. BUT WOW. i never thought i would resort to being actually mobile when it came to the hunt. theres a difference between walking around vancouver and SPEED RACING with papz to catch a glimpse of rpattz.

oh. but it was well worth it. unsuccessful. but still worth it.because how many ppl can actually say they were part of trail of papz cars behind rpattz's taxi. HAH! oh. and bobby long is ridiculously hot. like woah. i love the hunt and the hunt loves me.

my crazy has hit parents. real ones. miss lopez's parents to be exact. they went to yaletown in hopes of seeing celebrities? who are you? YOU ARE NOT ME. WHY ARE YOU INADVERTENTLY HUNTING? hahahha so proud that ive rubbed off on them in such a positive way.

im poor. i need to save money. i just realized that i over paid my mastercard and underpaid my visa. which means.. i may have interest fees. EFF.

so the twelves concert was pretty dope. once i heard my metric remix i was complete. har har har. and then FOBric? umm.. kinda cool only because i loved the reunion. everything else pretty much sucked. skanks hos and fellas with their "G-ed up swagger" and by that i mean.. ed hardy. hells ya i love to be surrounded by that ish!!... no.

back to school? heck no. i wish. i miss education. i miss learning!!!

did i mention that im poor? how can i expect to go to europe next year if i dont save.

what could be more entertaining than watching dvd box sets of teenage drama genre? watching it on tv. watched the series premiere of melrose place. oh man. i have a new crush. and his name is michael rady. so cute. loved him in travelling pants. hes greek. his stylist did wonders for him. and so.. i love him. obviously. because lets be real. i am a tween deep down.

i cant wait to travel. 2010. am counting down the months.