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Dedicated to Genevesicle
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12:02am | Dec 21, '06 | Public
My amazing friend


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Favorite Memories/Sayings

- Rollerblading every day that summer (man were we in shape)
- Harvest Moon!!!
- Girl Guides
- Tall dark and handsome good to the eyes
- 90 year old bachelorettes walking down perron street
- Oh Snap
- Oh Henry
- Oh my God!
- Murderer
- Ew, you got raped by them!
- Genevesickle and Mr Christie (who makes horrible cookies)
- K-OS!!!
- That's special
- Cranky ladies not letting us use the bathroom
- Sitting on the bus every morning
- Singing (you singing well, me pretending i can sing )
- Christmas shopping
- Taking almost two hours to put all your hair up (but danggg did you look good)
- Singing to Aqua
- Inventing Beanie Baby stories
- Being baby buddies (we'll just pretend we can remember that! )
- Being baby buddies....... with Ethan ( )
- Man, we're undesireable
- Can you say Tarot cards? (oh!... )
- Planet Pop!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- Mother, he has killed me!
- Cooking omelettes
- Taking pictures in bathrooms
- Paper maché
- Our random rants about certain people
- TEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- ME : "Genève, when your dad gets home, I'm gonna call him Papa, jus to see what he says!"
MY MOM : "You know judging by when I met Pierre, it's very possible he is your Papa!"
ME AND GENÈVE : "WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT?"
- Do I have food in my teeth?
- It twitches on command!
- Me : "Oh, look, Genève. Tom's coming!"
Genève : "Tom, who's Tom?"
Me : " Hullo!"
Genève : "OHHHHHHH Tom-Tom!!!!"
- It's the dewy look (and dannnnnng you are fine!)
- We're efficient
- WRAPPING PAPER
- brain farts
- singing in the hallways
- man! I feel like a woman!
- Bad jokes
- Bad manners
- Deep conversations
- Satistutzten!!!!
- Perfectly carved buttocks
- Typewriter
- "I'll be in my trailer!"
- Bad snapping movements
- If we were celestial beings, Genève would be the Sun and I, Kristy, would be a planet, because my life pretty much revolves around her, and I kinda like it =D
- Musicals!!!!!!!! (It means Genève is a great big STAR!!!)
- Colorful pieces of cheesecake!
- "Over and over and over again.... 500 times....in public!"
- "Oh Kristy."
"Because sometimes, that's all you can say..."
- Disney movies!
- "What's wrong with her?"
"She's crazy!"
"He's gorgeous!"
*Sighhhhhh*
- And last, but most certainly not least:
" And every last inch of me's covered in hair!"



I’m Dreaming of a Radioactive Christmas

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
But now there’s global warming
And too much farming
And the snow is growing green with radioactive waste
Oh!

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
But all we get is acid rain
So now the Ozone’s melting
And cities flooding
And rain keeps pelting radioactive waste on the windowpanes
Oh!

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
Instead of hot days at the beach
We should be ice fishing
Instead of dishing
Radioactive waste into our rivers and oceans
Oh!

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
But the North Pole is melting down
But don’t worry, my children
For next year, listen
They’re expecting another ice age minus all the radioactive waste

And all our Christmas’ will be white
Again!


DON'T LAUGH!!
That there won us a hundred bucks!!!

A girl could not ask for a more spectacular friend. Unfalteringly, you're always right there supporting me. You've wiped away my tears... you've made me laugh when I couldn't even dream about smiling. You listen to me say the stupidest things and you never say I told you so. You look out for me... You kick my tush sometimes (HA! Jack!) but it's about time people realized you were a fiesty little bugger. You make me happy to be who I am.

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Cold Hands - READ FOR REWARD
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04:22am | Dec 18, '06 | Public
Naw, not cold feet... I don't tend to get cold feet.
In both senses of the word...
I don't usually back out of something
And my toes aren't usually cold
But I realized I hadn't written anything in a while, so I figured I'd better bore you with more of my words of unwisdom...
And my fingers are still really cold...
Plus Jordan randomly left while I was ranting about being cold so now I'm angry. Grrrrr . Yes, can't you just feel the anger radiating from me?

SOOOOO It's almost Christmastime, and to be honest, I can't wait for it to be over, I'm so broke!!! But if I got what I asked for, I'll be a really happy camper...

And before you go harping on me for being greedy, I asked for people to donate blood, and to buy people in Africa cows and fruit trees... That made up my Christmas list. So THERE.

So then of course, after Christmas is New Years, and then back to school, and then exams, and then I finally get to change schools! I'm excited! Plus I get to find out where we get to go on holidays!!! Finally! I haven't been on holidays, any decent ones, in years!!!!

And now I've determined that my fingers are too cold to keep typing, but should you read my entire... whatever you want to call this, let me know.. because if you do, you just might

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Ode to Jilly-Bear?
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02:50am | Aug 03, '06 | Public
Ryan's gonna hate me when he reads this, but bully for him

There's this lady I work with, by the name of Jillian. I'd tell you her last name but she'd probably shoot me... well as it is her boyfriend is coming after me with knives so I need her on my side!! Anyways... she never seems to believe me when I try to tell her how spectacular she is.... I know, I know, typical. But here's the deal... from the little I know about her (she's always too busy listening to me piss and moan) she has been through some shitty... well... shit. Worse crap then I ever had to go through. And Jill babe you don't even know... when the going gets tough... you help me get through to tomorrow... because I know that if you can do it, so can I. She's just one of those girls you want to get to know... you'd do any thing to befriend her. Not only can she laugh at herself (18 plus 10 Jill? ) but she will stick up for you to the death. (He tells you that and I'll punch him in the face myself). She's good for late night phone calls about a boyfriend you still can't get over, and she's good for making a shift one big party in her pants. I lied, I meant drive through. Get your minds out of the gutter. Yeah I know you all want in her pants right about now, but that's too bad... she's taken... and not by Ryan!!!! (sorry bud)

Anyways... she laughed at me when I told her I'd always been jealous of her. Look, this is a girl who is beautiful not only outside, but inside. No, I never said she was perfect. I said she was a beautiful person - one who knows the meaning of friendship, and is always opening up her heart to others... who can laugh at herself, but will stick up for what she believes in. This girl is the fiestiest little bugger but its so cute to see her fighting boys 3 feet taller than her... Ryan? Dave? Plus we've got maaaaaad football skills.

Basically all I really wanted to say was that this is a true gem... a solid friend, a genuine, good person. And I had to be able to get all that in without her interupting me. If you go through your life without knowing a girl like this, you're missing out.

Jilly-bear, I just wanted to let you know I love you to itty-bitty bits, and that you mean bunches and bunches to me, and that nothing you say about yourself will ever lower my opinion of you. Thanks for helping me through my own rough patch. It means bunches. <3
 
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effffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
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04:45am | Jul 20, '06 | Public
kay so kristy's gonna vent now...

yeah... kristy's always the nice girl, kristy's always there for everyone else, kristy's so forgiving, kristy's ladidadifuckingda!

hey i'm full aware i'm not perfect. what you may not be fully aware of is teh fact that im working on it.

and calling me a bitch and a liar is dumb and futile. i know i can be a bitch... so can any one on a bad day. but i also know that i am not a flat out liar. i dont lie to people adn i most certainly dont go around trying to cause trouble.

oh, and by the way, i don't think gossip is acceptable. don't think im justifying it by telling you it's a fact of life. i'll straight up give the person who can stop gossip any thing they want. so getting upset with me because im 'justifying' something that has done it's best to ruin my life is fucking lame.

furthermore... why are you pissed of that there are rumors going around taht you might go otu wiht a girl that you already have a crush on? hey if you want to be the one who 'gets fingered in the park', who 'has sex with boys in the backs of vans', whos been in an 'insane asylum', fine, be my guest. i'll trade you any day.

and what the fuck is with guys and this chickenshit hiding behind text messaging and email? dotn care about me anymore? dont 'love' me anymore? fine, break up with me. properly.

upset because i dumped you? fine. talk to me about it. properly.

and upset because i supposedly started a rumor? talk to me about it. fucking properly.

so what is it that hidign behind a moniter adn keyboard makes guys grow balls or something? And acting like you're cool with me breaking up with you and then texting me non-stop for 3 weeks is just dumb. get over it. you didn't truly care about me anyways, you just liked what you were getting out of it.

hello. Some things just need to be done properly? you want to be treated like an adult? try treating your peers the same way?

and if i sound like a filthy hypacrit for writing about this in a nexus blog, fine, i dont care! maybe one percent of the online population will take the time to read this. maybe.

So maybe it's time a few select people grow some balls and maybe it's time for others to grow up in general? i dont know, just a thought.

oh, and for a select person out there, the fact that you're upset with me for supposedly starting this rumor that you're going out with the guy you allready have a thing for is ridiculous. let's not forget you admitted to startign the rumor that ruined my reputation? i don tknow that just screams HYPACRIT to me.

and now i'm gonna go continue on with my lame social homework in which i am incredibly behind, sleep while i can cause i gotta work tomorrow, and then give ryan, jill, and jeanine their naughty gifts because i love them to itty bitty pieces.

get it? got it? GOOD.
 
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Ready, set, go…


Friends are like flowers, beautiful flowers, friends are like flowers in the garden of life.



KIDDING that’s from my friendship party in grade two. Fooled you?



FALSE START. Blow the whistle, cause here I go.



Through good times and shitty ones – hospitals (loony bins?) and tents, cheeseburgers, superstores, crowded backseats, boys, escapades and endless shifts at work, through blizzards falling of their own accord...wooops.... through all that and more, we’re the fucking rocks. No hissy fits can stop us now, only the future is ahead of us, the past is a fast-fading memory in a dreamlike state. It can only get better from here.


Even if we make a dumb decision, there are no mistakes – we’ve got it, we’ve got each other, through thick and especially the thin. Except for when we’re fat. Then we’re definitely there through the thick. =)



We’re the fantastic four and we can handle whatever comes our way, what ever obstacle life throws at us, we’ve got it, don’t panic. We can handle it. Why? Cause we’ve got

eachother.
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so it goes a little like thiss. we is
best friends. through thick and thin.
no matter what we all stick together.
laughing at everything regretting
nothing. here we go. no looking
back this time. lets take this road
and see where it takes us this time.
well all make it out alivee. i know.
maybe a little bruised and scared
but well still be together. love
laugh livee till theres nothing
left to do.
tw.ap.ka.db.kz
thats how we roll.


nothing can ruiin this now.
we're all on our own extasy.
laughing, living. smiling,
we're on a roll, lets go,
keep these years the
best we have ever had.
friends forever.
nothing can stop us now.
lets go, lets ride, lets fly.
-kz.tw.ap.ka.
 
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It gave me tinglys up my spine =)
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11:29pm | Jan 09, '06 | Public
-When she's quiet, millions of thoughts are running through her mind.
-When she looks down, she's uncomfortable.
-When she isn't arguing back, she's lost in thought.
-When she can't look you in the eyes, she's trying to hide her tears.
-When she makes jokes, she's trying to get out of an awkward situation.
-When she looks at you with eyes full of questions, she's wishing she didn't have to ask them.
-When she answers "I'm okay" after a few seconds, she's definately not okay.
-When she cries, she wants someone to hold her.
-When she stares at you, she's wondering why you're lying to her.
-When she pushes you away, more than likely, she means come closer.
-When she's told she is beautiful, it stays with her.
-When she's betrayed, she won't forget it.
-When she says that she cant live without you, she can't.
-When she says "I miss you", no one in the world can miss you more than that.
-When she says "I love you", she means it.






I want a love like that.
 
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11:26pm | Jan 09, '06 | Public




 
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From Leah!! &lt;3
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08:48pm | Jan 06, '06 | Public
kay, so there's this girl called kristy,
she makes my thoughts go kinda twisty,
the reason being: she's so pretty...
kristykristykristykristy
 
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Teehee
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04:58pm | Jan 03, '06 | Public
Take the last letter in your first name:
A - I fucked
B - I have
C - I need
D - I sucked
E - I gave head to
F - I got wet n wild with
G - I tasted
H - I played
I - I swallowed down
J - I blew
K - I got down and dirty with
L - I loved
M - I hated
N - I was desperate for
O - I ordered
P - I partied with
Q - I had quickie with
R - I got rowdy with
S - I sold
T - I turned on
U - I gave birth to
V - I stripped for
W - I milked
X - I gave hand to
Y - I aroused
Z - I sold

Take the last letter in your last name:
A - a hobo
B - a male stripper
C - a cat
D - a pencil
E - a naked statue
F - a firefighter
G - a goat
H - a MILF
I - a bastard
J - a male prostitute
K - a clock
L - an adult toy
M - a Louis Vuitton bag
N - a whore
O - a DILF
P - a pimp
Q - a quarter
R - a pornstar
S - a slut
T - a nerd
U - a stuft animal
V - a bitch
W - an ugly fat kid
X - a cheerleader
Y - a gay guy
Z - a pyromaniac

Now take your middle initial:
(if you have no middle name, put the first letter of your mothers maiden name):
A - and I enjoyed it
B - for a one night stand
C - for money
D - so I could hookup with a jock
E - and I got banged after
F - for a water bra
G - for a cherry flavored condom
H - so I could get a nose job
I - for a vacation
J - for birth control
K - for a shopping spree
L - so people would talk to me
M - and it was hot
N - so I could get butt implants
O - for sex
P - so I could go around naked
Q - all for lust
R - just for the attention
S - for love
T - so I could be sexy
U - all for a fat kid
V - and i hated it
W - all for pleasure
X - so I could get a boob job
Y - for lube
Z - all for a hot guy
 
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Love of my life.
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04:48pm | Jan 01, '06 | Public
ASHLEY ASHLEY ASHLEY ASHLEY
<3<3


 
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Pourquoi est-ce que je me fais toujours briser le coeur?
Peut être l'amour n'est pas pour moi.
Je vais toujours être seule.
Mais, au moin si je suis seule, personne peut me faire mal.
J'espère.
L'amour est dangereuse.
C'est comme une maladie.
Mais même aujourd'hui il n'y a rien pour le guerir.
Nous mourrirons tous.
L'amour nous tuerons.
 
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Your mom. Fetish 2 &lt;3
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12:38am | Nov 07, '05 | Public


I like your mom jokes WAY too much.
 
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Fetish &lt;3
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06:45pm | Nov 06, '05 | Public



 
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Best friend.
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03:44pm | Sep 25, '05 | Public
Fuck yes. My best friend in the entire universe is a guy. Get over it. You won't find a better friend anywhere. That's why he's special enough to have a place on my profile& in my blog. But no matter how much I talk about him, I can never sum up his greatness. When I had my heartbroken, he's the one I called. I can call him at 2:00 am because I'm sick of crying myself to sleep. He visits me at work. Oh and he tells me I'm pretty. He's seen my in my grubs, with no makeup. And still, he tells me I'm gorgeous. That kinda makes me feel really warm inside. He never, ever, ever makes me feel bad about myself. I can truly be myself around him, I have nothing to hide. In fact, he makes me happy to be who I am. In reality, I owe him more than I will ever be able to repay him in a lifetime. But I still love him with my entire heart. I would do anything for him. I'll be there for him through thick and thin, no matter how tough it gets. Because everytime it got tough for me, he was my rock. My shoulder to cry on. Our personalities mesh so perfectly, I can only believe that somebody somewhere meant for us to meet. And I am so happy we did. As the oldest, I haven't really had someone to look up to, to come to for advice. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents, but there are some things I just can't talk to them about. And so I have him. My big brother. My knight in shining armor. Sometimes, he calls me his guardian angel. But to me, he's God's right hand man, assigned specifically to me. Except he has time for everyone. He's got this infectious personality, and you can't help but love him. You feel safe with him. Even when I'm squished on his lap in a teensy car late at night driving home I feel safe. And I never feel safe in cars. I had a scare with him once. And when I had to face the fact that he might not be around everytime I needed him anymore, I realized that I had taken him for granted. But no more. Everytime I see him I hug him like it will be the last time. I appreciate the little things. Because, to me, those little things mean the most. But I appreciate the big things too. If there was a best friend of the year award, he would get it, hands down. And trust me, he deserves it. If i were stranded on a desert island and I could have anyone/thing with me; it would definately be him. He could make the laws and cook the food =) and scare away anything scary. Damn straight, this fellow is all that and a bag of chips. A big bag of chips. And I am the luckiest person in the world to have a friend like him. There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about that. Because of him I see the world in a new, better way. Yeah, I am a better person because of him. Truly. And even though I never thought a friendship could run this deep, it's pretty much embedded deep within me. The best way to sum it up would be; so this is love. Not romantic love, but a pure, unconditional love. Something that is rare, but true. And I'm lucky enough to have found it in him.
 
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The product of time wasted.
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03:13am | Sep 13, '05 | Public
Once upon the worn forked road
Living a story never before told
Decisions lay across each path
Who’s to say how the future will unfold
And if Time could find His voice, raise it above the crowd
Raise it up so loud
Revealing the answers showing the way
Letting me know the words I must say
Controlling my future, accepting my past
Finally believing there was no chance it would last
And although you told me you’d catch me when I fall
You never really were there at all
You left me alone to pick myself up
Brush off my knees-emerge from the dust
Wrongfully thinking my life could be just
Living, believing in a bruised trust.
Although even perfection has its own flaws
And no one will ever tell you the reason, the cause
Curiosity always came with a cost
Life is more than it will ever reveal itself to be
Incomprehension sometimes proves itself to be a deadly mistake
Underestimation is an ugly chance to take
So many paths
So many choices to choose
Never knowing what is left to lose
Leaving behind a part of my soul
I only wanted to lead my life in the right direction
Rescue my heart from this ailing infection
As much as I’ve tried to blame you for your sins
I throw myself in a situation where nobody wins
A live lived in denial is a life lived in vain
Tears unshed will drive me insane
Break the connection
Let it all go
Regurgitate the lies I swallowed so eagerly
Let the pain show
Filter my impure heart
Barricade the bitterness
Asking for honesty, taking it back
Acceptance may be one thing I lack
But with tribulation comes inspiration
Rise from the ashes anew
On separate paths once again
One of us had to listen to the voices screaming inside
Nothing left to hold against you
Unknowingly living a story untold
Carrying a heavy heart of gold
Meeting fork after fork in Life’s forked road



Unscripted last words
The bitterest truth from our depths
Emotions she knew not existed
Angel, please wait for her
Comfort her in her darkest hour
So she’s not alone
She’s coming along
Float through the plains
The battlefields
History made decisions to take
The heroes divide from the fools
Angel take her hand in yours
Shelter her
She doesn’t deserve it but Lord, she’s so scared
Oh mercy, great Angel of death
Shield her from the storm
Interrupting the calm velvet curtain
Enveloping our lies, she’s ready to meet the Greater Being now,
God she’s got so many questions
Questions to answers yet to be offered
Time has taken her faith
Why has abandonment plagued her soul
Like the Black Death
Claiming all which it could
Where have you been
Is she simply blind sighted to your power to heal
Emotions she cannot feel
Unwilling to admit her weakness
Unwilling to forfeit individuality
Unwilling
Unwilling
Take her hand, oh Holy One
Run through the valleys of life with joyous sights
Often overlooked in foolish haste
Kick up the dust with Your heels
Bring her closer to You
A constant companion
Perfection that can only be found looking deep inside the caves of herself
Searching dark, dreary corners left unexplored
Perfection that only You can find
Only You can understand
Oh Merciful God, will she find you there?
When life has reached its climax it seems so sudden,
Unpredictable
Who can say if it will be too late
Fall apart like that ornament she hates
Aimed at her head
Shards of broken glass litter the ground
Reflecting the light like the sun on the water
Only more deadly
Like the asp
Undetectable, hauntingly irreversible, who’s to predict
She’s opening the door now
Lord, she’s inviting you in
Ignoring her pride with a simple request for the strength to help her live the life she secretly dreams of
Jesus, do you have room for me?
I’ll try hard to find the faith I lost somewhere down the path
If you can welcome me although I’ve turned my back on you
Jesus, can I come home?
Signed, sincerely with love

A distrustful girl
With the need for something to believe in
 
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