YUSSSSS

guess who just got a job interview?
ME.
yaayayaya, i need a job soo badly. it's at this little gift shop/flower shop. and the manager was really nice.
weeee! im excited!
i have to go in on tuesday after school. nervousssssness.

and the concious stains, won't wash awaaaay.

soooo, i've decided that my new (school) year's resolution is to come out of my shell. i have to stop being so shy, or else highschool is gunna suck ass. i mean, grade nine was alright, but now it's time to really start life. i feel like i'm wasting it being so afraid of what people think of me. i need to get over myself and just talk to people damnit.

i have my friends, and for a while that's all i thought i needed. but then i realized that my friends talk to other people and have other friends too.

bottom line, i need to stop being to mother loving shy.
the end.

i like where you sleep

when you sleep next to me.
-hellogoodbye

rawr.
im in a bad mood.
i'll probably be going shopping tomorrow, but my friends mom is an overprotective bitch so she'll probably just be chillin with us. that was mean, im sorry. no im not. she's a bitch. ahh.
i should go call said friend. i shall be right back.

i called her. you dont care. weeeeee!
im a loser. im sitting here eating chocolate covered almonds, watching life with derek and ranting about stupid shit that doesnt even matter on the last saturday night of summer. i have no fucking friends. well, yeah i do. it just feels like i really dont right now. WHY AM I IN SUCH A BAD MOOD?
school starts on tuesday. yeah, that's probably why. i can't help feeling, though, that things will go back to normal with my friends once school starts again. we used to all be close.. now it feels like we're all in little cliques within our big one. meh. i haven't seen my "best friend" in like a month. agh.

i'm sorry, i try not to make random ranting posts but i couldn't help it tonight.

AGH, anyone else just get randomly down every once in a while for no reason at all?

heeeey!

hey bloggahhhs.
sorry, i havent posted in a whiiiiiiile, i was in pei (which, by the way, has to be the WORST place for shopping EVER. grr) for a weeeeek. i got the most INSANE sunburn ive ever had. but soon it shall turn into a shmexy tan so s'all gouda.

sooo, this week (tomorrow) i'll be heading to new hampshire and then montreal to do my back to school shopping. AFHSJKFSJKF. i hate school. but i love shopping. therefore, i have a love-hate relationship with back to school shopping. rawr.

so i'm thinking these are the basics of what im going to buy...
-loose-ish fitting polos (3quarter length sleeves)
-a sweeeeeeeet backpack
-lotsa graphic tees
-sweaters (cardigans, zip ups, hoodies)
-JEANS (i need some new gray skinnies too)
-shoes (i need some to wear with socks when the weather gets chillay that arent hideous running shoes)

hmm, theres probably tonnes more, but thats all i can thing of for now.
PEACE:)

hi.

i really dont have anything to say.
so i thought i'd post a quite attractive picture of moi.



taken on my trampoline by my friend. ahhaha, daaaamn there are some GROSS pitchaass in that facebook album. dont you hate that?

party friday night.

soo, friday night, i went to my first real house party. all the others ive been to were more outdoor bonfire-type shindigs. my hick-tastic town is big on that. :|
but anyway, it was rather fun until the alchohol started to wear off and all i wanted to do was go home and sleep. it also didnt help that the friend i went with(and the only close friend of mine that was there.. great) kept on leaving me to go off and flirt with the 19843892472 guys she has going at the moment. i guess that was good in a sense, though. it kind of forced me to talk to new people and not be so shy. i have this weird thing (while intoxicated) that i just shake people hands and im like "im kylie, by the way" to people who i dont think know my name. yeah, so i did that a lot.

GOTM WAS THERE.
i had a small conversation (if you want to call it that) that i dont really remember, with him. it was in the stage where all i wanted to do was sleep. so he was all (roughly) "heeeey kylie" and i was "heyyy" and then i think we both were just talking about how we wanted to go home.

i sat with this other guy a lot that i think might have gotten the wrong idea. he's sooooooo adorable, but i only like him as a friend. but i sat down on the couch and the guy beside him said something about "wheeling her" (a term for.. yeah.. used a lot in my town) and then the same guy was like "i'll help you". hmm, i could be totally mistaken though.

GAHHHHH, I FORGOT THE HORRIBLE PART.
GOTM has a thing with a girl GOING INTO GRADE TWELVE. that means she is TWO years older than us. weird. kind of makes me want to hate her, but she's like the nicest person ever. she told me she likes my clothes. :) but my friend (that i went with) thinks that i should hook up with GOTM. yaay.

and then at the end it almost looked like he was getting up to hug me (cause we were leaving) but my friends mom was there and we had to go, so once i was out the door i looked back and he just kind of turned around and sat back down. DRAMATIC.

woooooow, that was loong. if you read all that, you get a cookie.
oh, and ps, im not a huge partier. i dont drink a lot, im kind of a goody goody. just so you dont get the wrong impression.

my anti-back to school wishlist.

yes, that's right. THIS IS NOT A BACK TO SCHOOL WISHLIST. *sigh*, im in denial. oh, and the phone.. it's a definite no. but hey, a girl can dream!


i love old navy. soo cheap. and when youre a lazy ass like me and dont have a job, its FREAKING GREAT.
oh, by the way, i'd appreciate it if you didn't bash my style. i know it's not great, but i never claimed it was.

on a side note.. i think i shall introduce the guy i like into my blogging activities. we shall call him GOTM (guy of the moment). my friends think that i should go out with GOTM. only, they don't know that i like him. CURIOUS. could this possibly mean that he has said things to them about me? hmm..

to do list..
`get a job
`clean room
`get a job
`get a job
`GET A JOB, DAMNIT, YOU LAZY ASS.