nanjournal.

Dear people I know.
I need your phone numbers because my phone got juiced/died last week. So if you've tried to get in contact with me, I didn't know..
yeah.

You hate foot tattoos, but this one is for you anyways.

It's still gross.

The night Max wore his wolf suit says:
You are just filling the void in your heart with tattoos, when you should be filling it with ice cream or babies.

I need a brand new start.

This is me starting over again. It feels good.

I haven't been this sick in a long time.

I love eating apples and listening to Queen Ansleis.
1 more sleep/1 more exam and I am home for good, atleast until September.
I think I'm going to enjoy next year 3283404x more than this year, I'm actually pretty excited to move into my house.

But yeah, I'm stoked on being home. I just need to find a job, which I am dreading.

I'm 89% sure that my computer has viruses. I... don't know what to do. I hope it doesn't explode again.


OH YEAH AND... if you guys don't already know yet:
SOCCER BASEBALL! The first game is on May 4th. Then I'm encouraging people to go to the Dance Electric show afterwards. PARTY.

Dear Nancy,

You are not allowed.

Love, Nancy.

I've been thinking quite a bit about the past year and the specific events that ruined me/my life. Thinking about how it's shaped me as a person. I'm hoping that they've made me stronger and not weaker but sometimes it's hard to tell.

With all that has happened, I should be incredibly bitter/against relationships and marriage. In one way I am... but I think I still have hope that some people can actually have a healthy and enjoyable relationship. I think.

I like The Raconteurs.

I really have a lot of anger for such a little girl.
I need sleep.

As much as I complain about how much I hate St Catharines, I'm actually kind of sad to be moving my stuff home. This dungeon is ME, basically. And it looked pretty rad after I covered up all the dirtyness of it.

Geeze.

Dear friends, if any of you own the following movies/know where I can get them then please tell me!:

Out For Justice
Krush Groove
Thrashin'
Attack Of The Killer Tomatoes
Airborne (1993)


THANKS.

Why are people so loud and obsessive about this holiday?!
It's dumb.

I hope that girl screaming at the top of her lungs right now dies of alcohol poisoning. She really needs to calm the fuck down.





Hah.. I'm a horrible person.

You can't be friends with somebody who can't even hold a conversation with you for more than 3 minutes. What a disappointment.

I cut my hair short.. and now I look 324x more like Theo. 7 year old Theo.

I signed a lease today.

I have really nice roomies. They are officially my home-boys.

RADICAL.

This weekend was cute.
I like weekendsssss.

Okay so updates:
- 1 more month of school, then FREEDOM for 4 months! (Minus the 4 days I have exams)

- Friday's release show was superb and adorable. Even though I've seen Andre play 3713801 times, I'm never ever bored watching him.

- Amber's party pictures are finally up and are so incredibly ridiculous. I had a really great time that night, most fun I've had for a while.

Word.

- My mom bought a house in Oakville, and I get to live in it ALONE for a whole all of June. Jackie is going to move in and we're going to be a lesbian couple/give each other dyke haircuts. Ryan is going to be our adopted asian child who will cook tacos, eggs, and hot dogs wrapped in processed cheese for us 24/7. Since the house will be practically empty, I will definitely be having a party. (MONTH LONG PARTY?). And people can crash because there are like 37 rooms/levels in the house apparently.

- I'm in this PLAY. We're performing in a couple of weeks. It actually sucks so much so nobody is invited anymore.

- I've see Angie so much in the past month and it makes me happy.


That's all I can remember for now.
I have 9 hours of class tomorrow.
Kill.
Me.
Now.

FOCUS GIRLY.

...I didn't get much 'reading' done. Well no reading that related to my school work at least. But I had a REALLY RAD TIME having cute sleepovers and hanging out with my lovers. I'm very sad to be back and Brock, but I will be home in less than 4 days again.

OH.
DEAR DAVID,
YOU ARE GREAT. I won't listen to anything but Mamas and the Papas for months now and I am very happy. The hotdog carrot is now on display in my room as well.
LOVE NANCY.

Why aren't pictures up on facebook from Ambers last night yet??!! I want to see our angry drunk family portrait.

The clouds look ridiculously incredible tonight. If it wasn't fucking freezing outside I'd be sitting on my balcony all night listening to Chad Vangaalen attempting to sort out my thoughts. The past month has been so, different.. and kind of empty. Everything has been slowly sinking in. But being alone has been GOOD, because I finally get to concentrate on me. Which I don't think I've ever done before? Or at least haven't in a really, really long time.

Reading week has been GREAT (Minus me not getting any work done). I've seen Erin EVERY DAY since Friday which has made me complete again, and I've gotten to see/spend time with every person that I LOVE SO VERY MUCH. More fun is to come this weekend. I really needed a break like this, but soon I'll have to deal with real life again. At least until mid April. It's really hard to sort out your life and deal with problems when you have so much reading and work to do constantly. I can't wait till it's over!!

Oh... Ryan, I ate your bacon. I'LL BUY YOU MORE <3.

Scratch that previous journal entry.
I'm pretty okay.

I just can't wait to come home tomorrow morning. A whole week of Toronto and lovin'. What more could a girl need?