well well kiddies.
i am finally home after an unusual weekend and i have lots to say.

it started with Friday when i wrote my very feared and very loathed Chemistry 30 diploma AH! which i thought was pretty good, but i always think everything's good when it really isn't. anyways, i went to Breanne's but we stopped at my work to pick up these books that Conor is letting me borrow, and then we bought chicken to make wraps, i bought Orangina, and then we bought Bacardi Breezers. we walked to her house and we began the torment that the mirrors provide us with. many a times have i been at Breanne's getting prepared for an outing where it could take literally 3 hours for us to decide our appearance was adequate enough. i am always the one worried about my hair and she's always the one worried about her clothes. i end up wearing her clothes most of the time, and since my clothes are made up of a combination of people's wardrobe's (mostly Heather's and Daniel's) I always realize that the only thing that i wear that actually belongs to me is my underwear. i quite like the vagabond aspect of it.

anyways, we go to Northgate and meet up with Alyssa around 7:30 and we take the bus downtown and go to Co Co Di for some strawberry margherita's and strawberry sheesha. Olivia, Emily and Brandon join us and we're all having a good time. we leave and walk to Churchill to see the closing down tents that were selling artsy things. we walked up the stairs, and laid down on the ledges and i realized that Edmonton is actually a really nice city. depending where you are, i guess... i love downtown and whyte avenue. it started to get rainy so Emily drove me and Breanne to Oil City (puke in my mouth) where i danced with a cheesy cowboy, danced the cadillac ranch on stage, and danced with this other guy named Phil or Will who i bolted away from as soon as the last note was played of the song.

i told Breanne i hate dancing with guys. i've never enjoyed it and i always feel restricted because i like to think i'm a good dancer, and i don't do the same move for a long period of time. and until i can find a man who knows exactly what rythyms i'm planning to accent at what times, then he is the man for me. anyways, me and Breanne ditched and went to the globe instead, where i admitted to my poor self that Top 40 clubs make me wanna wiggle. ha

we were sweaty and hot and hot and sweaty and then we left around 1:30. i called Heather and she picked me up. once i got to her place i went straight to bed.

the next morning i woke up around 10 and Heather made breakfast and then we went to Big Al's, a fish store. she had to pick up some stuff for her fish that we're taking care of while she's in Holland and before i know it, i'm looking for a Siamese Fighter Fish for myself. Heather bought me a red siamese fighter fish and a little froggy for my graduation present and i couldn't have asked for anything better. the fish is named Penelope, and the frog is named Heather and they are swimming around right now in my old school fishbowl on my bookshelf. how lovely. i love them.

after Big Al's, we drove to Pagolac (mm vietnamese food...) and met my brother there for lunch. he left for the dentist and she drove me home and we set up my new underwater friends. i was home for about 2 hours setting up the fish, showering and packing my bag because i had to leave once again.

i was at Breanne's around 4:30 and i got high in her backyard. we left around 6:30 to go to the Matthew Good concert which started at 8. i didn't know a lot of his new songs, but he played old ones and that made for an exciting concert.
later we LRT'd to downtown with hopes of meeting Olivia Emily and Cherie at Vinyl.

the next thing is the highlight of the night.
me and Breanne roll in line and about 5 seconds later i turn around and explode with happiness because standing there was Moccassin Boy aka Heather Ledger aka Dave from Halo!!!! (see previous entries if you have no idea who i'm talking about) .i had not seen him since the end of March when we went on a date for bubble tea. i remember we had an awesome time, he was one of the most refreshing people i had ever met. and he has the best sense of humour i've come across thus far. anyways, we're chatting and stuff, i didn't think anything would come out of this meeting, except that i met his long haired grungy sexy friend Adam who i kept mistaking for Anthony because of his crazy resemblance to Anthony Kiedis of the red hot chili peppers. anyways, this is dragging on but here is the other highlight of the night:

i loved dancing with Dave (whose real name is actually Timothy David Van Vleet ha!) he is such a good dancer, and when we danced, it was fun and really really sexy.... and it didn't drag on for a whole song, we would grind for a bit but then it would stop and that's what i loved. our dancing was not MADE of grinding! he twirled me around a lot which i thought was cute. then he turned me around and i avoided his face the whole time and i think he was getting frustrated because he just grabbed my face and made out with me right there! Olivia was laughing at me, as she saw the whole thing happen, knowing i'm against any making out while dancing. later on however, she ended up hooking up with Adam. and Breanne hooked up with this english major guy (she somehow always ends up with English majors) whose name is Dan, and i met Dan's friend Darren who graduated from the university of alberta a few years ago in graphic design. i told him he looked like a designer, and that that was the reason why i asked what he did. he resembled Chris Martin.

me and Dave are planning to go see Body Worlds on Wednesday if he could get the car. he left and before he left he messed my hair up several times, kissed me on the lips and then on the forehead and then he was gone. ps, he is a very good kisser. i've kissed people who either had it too wet or too dry, but his was perfect. and i was not drunk! so i could not have been imagining any of this.

it was so weird. but so .. comfortable. i'm actually happy we went on that date and didn't go further, and just sent random friendly text messages, because now i feel so much more comfortable with him.

anyways, Oliva drove us home in Cherie's car, since she was passed out on the window, and Emily was passed out on my shoulder. i was so hungry (seeing as i ate only half of my vietnamese food at noon, and had munchies that i didn't satisfy earlier) so we went to McDonald's and left after we realized we'd be there forever. on our way out of the parking lot, Cherie threw up outside the car, and then Emily had to throw up outside the car. it was crazy. we dropped Cherie and Emily off and then Olivia drove us to Breanne's where her new burgundy Sunfire was sitting outside fresh from Vancouver. she went in and stole the keys and we went for an illegal drive (seeing as she only has her Learner's), and then we finally went to McDonald's to satisfy our hunger. Olivia ended up sleeping over and we finally slept at 4:30. i woke up at 8:15 and Olivia drove me to work for 9. i worked until 5.

and i am here, wondering why i wrote this massive blog, and why i made it sound so teeny-bopper.

well i feel like i needed to, because i haven't had some satisfying lovin' in a long time and i feel the need to document it here.

i just wanna dance,