Today is Doghnut day.... and fruit salad day I guess

The taste of my fruit salad has a hint of Mayo.


It is not a BAM.... or a good thing ...

A walk down Memory Lane with Jessica

At lunch, Angela and I were discussing how tall I was and how mini dresses become shirts for me. All of a sudden when we were eating a memory from High school popped into my head. Probably grade 10 or 11.

So take my arm as I lead you down this 80's inspired, Me First and The Gimmie Gimmies background music path to my innocent days.

I was at Kim hanging out with Kim, on a friday night. Nothing new there. We were at her house, probably b/c the week before we had been at my house. I don't think I was sleeping over, but I was there, and Underwear was not being thrown and tic tacks were not being spit at us by her sister.

Remember Angela and I were discussing my height. Well this will strengthen your views of my coolness

Kim and I decided to measure how tall i was and to see if i had longer legs or torso. We took a bet I said torso and she said legs....

So I laid on the ground, she got out a 12 inch plastic ruler, and we measure my height in centimeters.... or at least ruler lengths.....

Yes we actually did this, and we weren't bored.

Turned out my legs are longer. Thank goodness I know.

It sounded good at the time

Even if it was in my head.

So I left a really creepy message on Lindsay's Voicemail....... I meant to give her a compliment, b/c she is stressed......so I said softly in to the phone.

Hey pretty.......... (long pause, and not going to lie probably some breathing)

I am embarassed.

The Curius Case of...

Benjamin's Bottom....... Or so my mom thinks that's what it is called.

Really Mom? Why would people want to spend 3 hours watching a movie about what is up with a man butt.... I certainly am not curious about it.....

What is ..The Curious Case of how ugly Harry Potter is, and how absolutely adorable Ron is........

I am starting to realize my dream of being in Harry Potter is over.....

The curious case of Why Girlfriends suck.... not the TV show... well i am sure that sucked some balls as well..... but in my opinion girlfriends suck....uuuggghhh.. so much efing drama.

Love: Making food
Hate; not having people to eat with

Love: My dog
Hate: Cats...... They scare me

Love: Shopping
Hate: The effect of that love has on my bank account


Love: Rw and Co Laura
Hate:.....lateness

Love: Musicals
HATE: Not having enough confidence to sing

Love: Movies
Hate: not having people to go with

Love: Friends
Hate: those that are rude, selfish, late and lack compassion........ Yeah.... most people

Love: Being around people that want to spend time with you and be your friend
Hate : People who can't make up there mind, and never call..... oh but you are still their "Good Friend" and are "Just like a sister" ... Sucka Punch to the face you twat.

Love: Lindsay.... and our red haired baby
Hate: Mark Pribula......shudder

Love: My Many Many Crushes
Hate: That I will never ever have any sort of relationship/one night romance with them.......

Love: Chocolate Cake
Hate: My homemade Blueberry Muffins

Love: Chocolate Teddy Grams with Betty Crocker Fluffy White Icing.... Not vanilla
Hate: Lamb...... the meat not the animal.

Love: Paris
Hate: Not being there

Love: London
Hate: That I can't afford it.

Love: Birthday surprises........ I have never seen people actually be excited for my birthday before
Hate: That I am trying to figure out the surprise..... I want to be surprised...But I don't ...BUT i DO.

Love: my new Glow
Hate: My sun burnt cheeks

Love: Forever 21 Clothes
Hate: how stupid Purolator and The Shipping department at Forever 21 is....

Love: Being Canadian
Hate: That I don't have a cool french or English accent.

Love: That i am tall........ take that mom
Hate: that I tower over my friends..... especially in heels.

Love: Parmesan cheese
Hate: when you go to open the Shaker and there is honey on the lid........ Why is there honey on the Parmesan cheese lid.

Love: Lindsay's excitement of my purchases
Hate: That she isn't here so I can go through my other box.

I don't think I need to explain.

This Morning while getting ready I was sing Mama who bore me from the Musical Spring Awakening....

My dad was not a fan of this..

"Jessica.... Jess... Can we please keep the showtunes quiet till at least curtain call..."

Curtain call is usually 7:20 or 7:50pm......... He isn't home usually at that time...... FML!

Why I hate transit...

Someone on skytrain farted an egg stinky salad.

I threw up in my mouth a little.