dj, spin that shit



and it all began on thrusday!


to claire cowan :
hey, what are you doing tonight? nothing? good, i need you to hang out with me until 9! see you then!
i'll tie a note to your locker
you need mittens, BROWN MITTENS!
um, i think you are only getting the mutli-play-doh to make it lok like more!
hey, how can you be a picky eater when you eat HOT DOGS!?
try the juice.. there are carrots in it.... you jackass, there are not!
can i have my bagel... sure what kind do you want.... no the one to go with my soup... what?
she's retarded!!! sha didnt make my bagel!
want some butter? ah of course you do!
can i go to a funeral home like this?
this is weird! hes on a date... with a guy!
i was all like, hey whats up!? and he was all like... and it went like this!
hey! whats up! nuttin! man, you're a chick! dude, your a guy! like, do me! like whoa! whats up!?
here's to us rocking so hard!



friday night, the partaaaaay continues!



the deau partaaay with ashleigh thompson!
well you can justine, ashleigh, you are allowed!
oh yes! i'll bring you a danish for sure!
there are no apple ones left!
mr kevany! i mean! what are you doing!
call him johnny!!!!!!
there will need to be some ruckus in the theatre!
EMINEM! 8 MILE!!!
peach fountain drink!
this is kelly dunlop.... ali! the ali!! ali?
heely's... we can do it! if they are 30$
great parking! wow!
eminem is kinda hot now! after seeing that, yah he;s hot!
his truck is like huge... i think its smaller than my van!
no! i liked you guys together! i kind of miss it! we used to have such great times!!
remember the time we all slept over! stacey, krystal, me, jerry, sean, you and ali! wow! great times!
fritzy!!!!!! oh curt!! this is a good photo! DOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GIANT DOG! I called dog!
come on! you have to go! ask donald!!!!!!!! ask him!!!!!!!!!!
sure i'll sing soprano with your mum! family activities!
la vie boheme!
here's to rent! we'll always have rent!



early riser!.... saturday!



the almighty sienna van and the driver christine!
wanna have a jammie sit at home do homework thing!?
christine! your tires squeel because of the way you drive!
did i tell you she called me and! hahah yeah you told me!
i have plans with stacey!!! oh dian will be bitter!
um, actually, i;m on a hunger strike! if you dont eat it, i'll shove it up your nose!
gonna do some work tonight!? we have to! you wont! i know!
my dress is so pretty! come see!!
the pinstripes are NOT my friend!
i'll come in then! no! fine then! no come in! okay i will!
WHOA! his drive way! yeah its intense!


and at 22 water street!
i have red fluffies on my shirt i dont care. i like them!
okay, so i dont get it! why is this funny! they are talking about birds! i dont get it!
... i dont get it!
animals cant talk!
i was scared of loony toons! so shuttup!
that wouldn't happen! that doesnt happen!
man, look at me! look! look! i'm waving!
fudger!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ewwww ralphs licking!!!!!! she bites!
this one is funny... ha!
i'm laughing, no youre not! i am too!
socks... nice addition to formal attire!
backing out without a window... bad idea!
dont hit the old woman!
the blood is worse than the ooze.
no its not.
no, it is!
there chruch is not three hours long!
you have slept in chruch! you drifted off before!
i never slept when i had to play the piano!
yes you did! you drifted off true story! why would i tell it if it were a lie!?
no man, i dont sleep in chruch!
that one time, when we sat int he front row and you had to read, you slept and i had to like kick you to get you up! and you stumbled!
i wasnt drunk in chruch!
i think my dad has been! hes been drunk everywhere!
i think i need some cheese cake!
i liked the eminem movie! he was good!
he was being himself!!
shuttup!
i dont get it!
oh how could you want another child if the first one was so astounding as this boy!
haircut!!!!!!!
NO CORN ROWS!
ahhhh timleck! i dont want to get out! i dont want it to know where i-am live!
i'm going to drop! so much carry!
ugh grrrrr uhhhh pppffftt!




oh how i love thee boy!! i swear, you make me do it!



this beauty to be shattered by play practice! drop my sphere of joy, drop and shatter at the hands of a basketball coach!
(what happened to ball handling skills!?)

so i got the dreadlocks again.

a good person asked me why, and all i could say was why not.
shittiest answer ever.

a great person once told me an amazing story, and in the end Dave Cook's not the minister's daughter, and i can't define myself.
i can't be the perfect painter because i can't define perfection. i can't be the perfect singer because i can't hear the perfect note. i can't be perfect in anything, except for being me.
this fleeting moment of self-actualization is brought to you by the kind soul of alasdair mcmillan.

who knew such a funny kid, smart kid, potentially odd kid, would bring his tupperware to school marked "alasdair : bring home!" and still forget to get it...

maybe some day, i'll do it my way