November 2008
Wow. One year at Staples. Well, at least the one year review went better than the six month.
i don’t know what i want for christmas. my mother won’t stop asking. and it makes me feel bad.
there is just nothing i need. and nothing i want (at this moment in time).
perhaps some random things from the internet. perhaps. perhaps.
here comes the… - butch walker (ft. Pink)
...
remember to breathe
i did it
my twitter
actually, it’s been active for a while. i just never saw the convienence until I realized I can update via my phone. PARTY TIMEEEEE EXCELLENT
well, off to work. staples, your five hour shifts slay me.
“you see, it’s never bad enough to just leave or give up. but it’s...”
– this photograph is proof - taking back sunday
uncool, ontario, uncool.
New Ontario law to target young motorists
A proposed Ontario law that would demand zero blood alcohol levels for all motorists 21 and under and limit the number of passengers in the vehicle would also get tough on people of all ages who drive with a suspended licence, The Canadian Press has learned. Under the new bill, teenage drivers in Ontario would only be allowed one passenger aged 16 to 19...
lest we forget
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders Fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be...
maybe it’s just me.
but whenever someone asks me where an item is (i work in retail/errr at Staples) and I show them where it is………. if they don’t say ‘thank you’ or something similar, i feel so awkward and lost and unaware of what to do next. are they done with me? do i walk away? can i leave? it feels like i am abandoning someone in their time of need,...
the number of American Apparel sweatshirts appearing in my town is atrocious.
i have nothing to tumbl
tell me what music means to you.
reblog, or whatever, just tell me. i’m curious, and in an inspirational mood!
Ignorant, misinformed people.
srsly:
aeropuertos:
It’s really unfortunate how misinformed some people are about this election. It’s even more unfortunate that there are still so many racists in this country who can’t see past skin color. These are some real Facebook status updates (my favorites are the people who want to move to a country that supports Obama and/or is more liberal than America):
“moving to Canada.. anyone...
workshop
Sometimes you can’t even handle it. It affects you so deeply, fits you so well, you have to take a moment to catch your breath. You hear it and it resonates within you, crawling under your skin and somehow discribing you perfectly. It flows so deep, through your ears, passed your brain, across your skin, into your bones, into your soul. It can take away your breath, yet leave you screaming...
'brothers'
funny when they’re drunk. especially when they’re not really your brothers, but your brothers bff who is your third brother. that’s alright. drunk paul and drunk andrew are nicer and more polite and more sincere than the sober ones.
