Stephanie's Ranting and Raving

Happy birthday to my blog!

2007-05-28T15:20:00.000-07:00

Heyloo!!!

I'm starting early with the celebrations for the one year birthday of my blog!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY!

Now, on with the serious stuff! My life! It's been pretty... Calm! No new men, no new women, no partying (or barely!), just normal everyday life stuff like going to Strabucks with friends, going over to my friend's house to lounge on her terrasse drinking a beer or three and getting a major sunburn, going to the waterfront and lounging there too with Benoit, driving around and getting lost, going to visit my dad... The only major thing that's happened is the unfortunate death of a cegep classmate and fellow CSL student, Laurent Gougoux. Chances are, you knew him! We all did... He was implicated in sooo many things, it's impossible NOT to know him! Well, this goes out to his family so they know that they are in my prayers.... :(

You probably noticed in the paragraph above this one that I mentionned Benoit. Well, we're not back together or anything, so no need to be scared for that... We just decided to be best friends and spend the summer getting to know each other better. So far, it's perfect. Really really perfect. Ok, so we still have our stupid arguments, but that's just US. We always make up and get better... And mostly... It's his fault! ;)

Anywho... Have a good rest of day everyone and I MIGHT keep up the blogging this summer!

Love y'all!
Stephanie xoxox

And I'm BACK!

2007-03-13T12:43:00.000-07:00

OMG!

How long has it been since I've blogged... Eric would be soooo ashamed of me... BUT! I am BACK! Your favorite sexy-future-nurse-with-an-attitude (oh yeah, BIOTCH!) is back on her blogging throne and ready to fire away. Well... Because soooooo much has gone on in my life, it would be useless for me to just go bla bla bla and say it all, because you would finish reading a week from next Tuesday.

What's going on right now: Sitting at school waiting for my ex boyfriend (you know, Benoit...?) to finish his class so he can drive me home... Listening to techno really loud with my pink iPod and annoying the chinese people in the school computer lab... Eating a granola bar... Last week I got my second french written exam back and got the best grade in my class by far (who was the best on the first one? Guess... :P)... I just got a new Mac computer on sale at a ridiculous price... Now listening to reaggaeton ready loud and made a little chinese woman jump on her chair lol... I am currently totally addicted to Louis-José Houde, a quebec funny person and his one man show... I am also totally addicted to the sketch "I am NOT canadian"... Because guess what? I am NOT canadian. I am QUÉBECOISE! Oh yeah!!! The provincial elections coming up in 13 days!!! OMG! And finally, I am totally obssessed with doing volunteer work for the PQ (Parti Québecois) and for my amazing PQ candidate Robin Philpot. LOVE him!!!

I don't care about the bullshit about him and his book and the Rwanda genocide... Because I agree with what he said. A genocide is when one group of people kills another and the people getting killed don't/can't fight back. A war is when two (or more) groups of people fight and kill each other. This is what happened in Rwanda. OK, so one group had more deaths than the other, but it was still a war, not a genocide. Not in my opinion, and you know what? I'm allowed to have one. And to those of you that this will offend: Bullshit, I say. Use your words like they were meant to be used. Tell the truth. Don't be afraid to say it LIKE IT IS! That's why God invented the brain and the power of speach!

And on this highly political word, I am out! I'll keep you updated on the campaign and all that!

Love you all, biotches!
Stephanie xoxox

Good morning!

2006-12-30T18:53:00.000-08:00

Or good evening, more like it.

Just thought I would pop in to see how my favorite blog land people are doing... Well, your blog queen is doing great. No more hemorraging for me, although I had a little (HUGE) scare yesterday, and ended up back at the emergency for about 4 hours bleeding aaaaagain. But you know, it stopped, and they figured they didn't want to operate aaaaaaagain. So I went home. And so far so good. No bleeding. *fingers crossed*

And HALLELUJAH!!!!!! *cues the choir* Today... I ATE! FOOD! Solid FOOD! Well, it's not actually SOLID. It's still really really mushy, but it's the closest I've gotten to eating real food since Dec. 21st (almost 10 days ago!). I had a Hot Chicken sandwich. For those of who unfamiliar with the term: It's basically a chicken sandwich on a plate with a lot of gravy poured on top. It sounds gross. But it's really good. Yummy. Especially when you haven't had any solid food in 9 days lol. I swear, it was the yummiest piece of high gastronomy I've ever had. Mmmmmm. Ok, enough about that.

Finally, I just thought I would post a pic of the "Happy Days" back when I was still in a "relationship" with "love" and "commitement". Uh huh. Love. And commitement. BULLSHIT. Love sucks. You know that?

Yes, we're naked. Well, he is. I'm um... Wearing invisible clothes? I don't get naked in front of cameras. Me? Never. *shifty eyes* Oh, and for those of you wondering... I'm the hot one. lol. You know? The girl? (Yeah, some people read my blog, and don't even know me...)

Hey, wait... Is it mean to post a pic of someone else on your blog on the Internet when people you don't know read it? And you don't have that person's permission? Hmmm... Oh well, he can always post those um nice pics he has of me on HIS blog. Oh wait. He doesn't HAVE a blog. Ghettoooooo, right Eric? :P

Anywho, I'm out... Kinda giddy too... I'll explain soon! HIHI! It's finally happening! :D

Love ya's!
Stephanie xoxox

Life and death, anyone?

2006-12-28T20:07:00.000-08:00

Well, it's official. My life sucks. You all know what's been happening lately with my ex, and my future loves and picking and all that... Well... This morning something ELSE went wrong. I'll start with my eyes opening this morning.

10:19 AM:

God, I am soooo going back to bed. Go pee, change tampon (TMI, I know)... Go back to bed until 2PM. I mean I did go to bed at 4AM. But first, since I can't really swallow my spit while I'm sleeping, I spit in my little designated spit thing and all I see is red. Not little fillets of red. Just RED. As in blood. Remember what the doctor told you, if you spit more than two mouthfulls, then you worry. Ok. that was one. Spits again. That was two. Still as red. Spits again. Red again. That's three. Which is more than two. MOMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
What, what? I'm already half dressed. Mom get dressed. NOW. Why? Look at this. She looks and in about 2 minutes, she's dressed too. While she dressed, I send bimbo an email, out of desperation I think, I don't know why. Call a cab. It couldn't drive fast enough. I'm sitting in the back seat spitting blood away... Kinda gross. But a necessity. In total, I SPIT about a quarter cup of blood. Who's to say how much dripped down my throat while I was sleeping?

I get to Verdun Hospital's emergency room, it takes about 30 minutes for me to get through to triage, which is pretty good, I would say. She looks down my throat, it's not bleeding a lot anymore, so she puts me as a priority 4: Non-life threatening. Uh huh. I sit in the waiting room. I decide to go outside to make a quick call, but I can barely dial, and I'm called in to see the doctor. The doctor must of thought I was more than a priority 4, huh? Triage whore.

Anywho, the doctor is like me, a student, so she looks, and says, ok it's not actively bleeding anymore, which is a good thing, but the bad news is: If it bled like that before, it will probably start again. So, I'm going to go see my supervisor, see what she says and I'll be back. *she brings my blood that I spit in a cup and takes it with her to go show the REAL doctor*. Real doctor, who looks super mean, comes into the room with this god awful perfume, leans her very low-cut-shirted boobs in my face, looks in my throat, and says, Ok, I'm going to call Dr Ste-Marie who is also an ORL, she works with Dr Picard (the one who operated on me the first time), and she will probably have to cauterize this for you.

I'm escorted from the ER to her office by this really really HOT orderly, and she takes me in right away to her office, because she had just walked into the hospital when they paged her. She takes me into her office, she puts this super high-tech looking head thing with a light on it, and looks into my throat. Go figure, the bleeding's started again. Majorly. So she has to ASPIRATE the back of my throat with a really weird looking metal thing. Kinda like this thing, but metal.

So yeah, first she freezes my throat with this really really PUTRID tasting stuff (Pour mes tit francos: DEGUEUX!) and then she waits till I'm done almost puking because of how gross it is. I start coughing and spitting tons of blood again, so she goes in, sucks out all the shit to get a better view of the back of my throat, to see where the broken vessel is... So she knows what to do. And I'm thinking, well there's a cauterization machine right there. She's gonna use that. I'm gonna faint and scream, but she's gonna use that. No no no no, happy thoughts, no no no no... Well, I kinda got my wish. She COULDN'T use that, because the bleeding was like super way back in my throat, and she could only get at it, go figure, in the OPERATING ROOM. So... Guess what, kiddies? I was going back to get operated. Again. For the second time in 6 days. Oh joy.

Go figure, the operation room was going to be free in about an hour, more good luck, and I was headed back to the one day surgery ward to get preped. As soon as I walk in, this one nurse, the one who answered all my questions last time (just figured that out now, though, so I couldn't even thank her) she's like HI FUTURE NURSE! Don't tell me...? Oh, it's bleeding again. Well, you know the drill, get naked, put this gown on, take your jewerly off... You know. Yeah, so I got naked, took my jewelry off, put the gown on and hopped on the bed. Within about an hour, maybe a bit more, I was headed back off to the OR for the second time in less than 6 days (if you count the hours and all that, it had been less than 6 days lol).

This time, the aenesthesiologist, I was like dude. Deal, you're gonna TELL me I'm going this time. As in "You are going now". I don't want to wake up again and be all WTF? So we made a deal. We was gonna tell me, if I didn't cry. I didn't cry, so he told me. He was like, OK, I'm going to inject it now. Within 15 seconds, you'll be asleep. Within 8 I was gone. I was just looking at the ceiling and then it was going blurry and then boom. I wake up all fucked up. I'm like woooooo. Not again. I hate the feeling of just waking up from general aenesthesia (I know, that I'm such an expert lol). You're all WTF? You have no idea what's around you. You want to open your eyes, and you do for about 2 minutes, and then you're like SUPER tired. But you're in pain, so you can't sleep or anything.

I was laying there crying, and the nurse was like what's wrong? I'm like yeah, I kinda haven't taken my codeine in a while, and this really hurts... So she went to look in my dossier and surprise surprise there was some more of that yummy Dilaudid waiting for me. Woot. Some intramuscular (the one that lasted like 5 hours) and some IV which acted right away. Woot. I was all... Woooooo.

Well, my blood pressure was super low (think 85/56) when I left the hospital, I'm weak, I'm tired, and I'm going back to bed. But first, just a little recap of my dumb luck:

-I wake up at 10:19AM, and find blood in my mouth. Bad.
-I get to the hospital by 10:42, not bad, pretty good, I think
-I get into the ER and there's one person ahead of me in triage
-First person get into only triage room, has chest pain... This could be long...
-But, second triage room opens: She's back from break
-She gets it all done within about 10 minutes, I'm sent to wait in the waiting room. Priority 4? Long wait ahead.
-But the doctor thought different, I'm brought in within 5 minutes
-When residents go see their supervisors it usually takes about 25 minutes, mine is back in 3
-Specialists: Waiting list = 3-6 months. Me = 3-6 MINUTES
-Surgery: Waiting time = a hell of a lot more than an hour. Me = One hour

Joy? JOY! I am so lucky.

Yeah, my mom called Benoit before to tell him I'm alive, but that I hemorraged, and that I was operated on emergency style. All he said was "Oh". Meh, don't care. He'll explain eventually. I guess. Who cares?

Anywho, the sick little puppy is off to bed,
Stephanie xoxox

Happy Day After Boxing Day!

2006-12-27T17:34:00.000-08:00

Hey all!

How are you all? I'm doing suprisingly OK. I woke up this morning with blood in my mouth, which freaked the living shit out of me... But then, it stopped and it was only a little... I was so scared that it was my scabs bleeding and that I would have to go to the emergency or something. That would NOT have been cool. I don't think I could go through that much pain again. BUT, it stopped, so no more freaking out. All is well.

Today, I ate. I decided, you know what? It's gonna hurt whether I swallow or not, so I might as well stop being a miserable person because I was so hungry all the time... So I had some watermelon, and I had some pasta for dinner. God that was nice. I needed the energy. My dad has been calling my house NON stop since my surgery to a) make sure I'm still alive and b) to see when I'm coming over for dinner. I'm gonna try to post-pone this thing for as long as I can... But eventually I'm gonna have to tell him that I'm just not with Benoit anymore. GOD. I don't want to tell him. He's gonna be a total bitch about it, laughing at me, telling me that I can't keep a man long enough for him to meet my father... God. NOOOOO. I'm gonna tell him he can't come to dinner because he's working, but that I'll come anyways. And then in like February I'll tell him we broke up. That should work. Right? lol.

Yeah. I sent him an email last night (Benoit, not my dad) about how I want my stuff back. I cried for the first time in a longggg time when I wrote that. I didn't even cry when we broke up... I didn't cry through that, but writing that email was just... Hard. I don't know why, but God was it hard. I wish I hadn't sent it, because honestly... I don't know if I WANT my stuff back right now. It's a pillow that HE'S been sleeping on all this time... And it's gonna smell like him... And I'm gonna get all mushy-assed and I'm gonna sniff it and be like OMG it smells like him and crying and all that. And you know what? I can't deal with that right now. No, I really can't.

Wow. My life really is like an american soap opera. Hmmm. Go figure. I thought my RELATIONSHIP with Benoit was a soap opera, like my friend Imane said... But it turns out, it's my ENTIRE LIFE. Hmmmm. Wow. I like this!

Did I ever say I was a total slut...... For attention? Not just bed, asshole!

Anywho, the slut is out,
Stephanie xoxox

Happy Boxing Day!

2006-12-26T16:41:00.000-08:00

Hello to all!

Well, it's official! This sucks! I can barely sleep... I can't breathe properly... I keep chocking on my own SPIT! It's just terrible. I don't like it! I feel like sulking like a little baby!!! Damn this all to hell!!!

Well, there's not much else to tell. Except, I've found my New Year's Resolutions. Here they are:

1) I'm quitting pot. It makes me all... Dumbbbb! So no more of that, because I'm not dumb, and I don't need to BECOME dumb.

2) I'm gonna try to quit smoking. I know it's gonna be hard, but I'm gonna try. Try. That's all I promise for 2007.

3) No more unprotected sex. No matter how much I trust the guy, no matter that I'm taking the pill, that we've both been tested... I don't care. It's something of myself that I don't want to share with anyone anymore. I can't just say that I'm not gonna have sex AT ALL. Cuz we can't all be strong like a certain Italian babe I know and be abstinent. Plus, I know that I'm kinda like... A nympho, so giving up sex would be kinda hard. But never again will I let a man plant his seed inside of me unless it's for a damn good reason. Such as: Making babies. That's the only good reason.

4) Dude, I am so over you! With your being immature, making me cry for fun, telling me you love me, then telling me you don't, kissing me like... like that in your car on Tuesday then ignoring me?! What the FUCK is wrong with you? Are you on CRACK?! I don't know who died and said that you could play with my head like that but it's OVER. I'm done being played with by you. We can be friends if you want, it's kinda what I would want too, but if you're gonna continue being a dick faced player... Sorry, no can do. Thank you, come again! (Edit on Dec 30th: Turns out, he wasn't ignoring me, he just worked like 55 hours this week, and I dunno... Read more recent posts to understand further)

I think that's it! Those are a pretty decent set of resolutions, don't you think?

The bitch is out,
Stephanie xoxox

Merry Christmas!

2006-12-25T16:01:00.000-08:00

First of all, merry Christmas to all my faithful blog readers.

Secondly, on to my recovery:

God, this sucks ASS.

I am in soooooo much pain, I want to literally roll into a little ball and die. It hurts to breathe, it hurts to swallow, it hurts to blow my nose (which I still haven't figured out how to do!), it hurts to lick my lips, my neck hurts, my jaw hurts, I have two black eyes... I basically look like someone had a HUGE grudge against me, and decided to try to murder me right before Xmas. But all jokes aside, if anyone IS mad at me, and wants me dead, now would be a GREAT time to follow through on that. Thanks.

I don't know what else to say, aside from the fact that I've had like the equivalent of a morning snack's (not literally) worth of food in the past 80 something hours.

I've had:

3 applesauces
3 yogourts
2 styrofoam cups of carrot soup
1 styrofoam cup of brocolli soup
1 milkshake
2 freezies
1/2 cup of cooked pasta
2 mashed potatoes

God. Seriously, I am so hungry, but just THINKING of eating I'm like NAHHHHHHH. So what I'm gonna do right about now, is I'm gonna go get a yogurt, and I'm gonna take about 15 minutes to eat it.

Love y'all!

Stephanie xoxox

P.S Hi John! :D

Mission: Operation

2006-12-23T16:38:00.000-08:00

Hey all,

I will keep this post short. Because as soon as I try to make something long, I don't make sense anymore. I think it has a little something to do with the fact that I'm on a LOT of codeine, but I'm not sure. Maybe it's something else. Nah, it's probably the codeine.

Anywho, yesterday at 10:45, I was at the hospital, sitting there in the waiting room. At about 12:15, when they still hadn't called me yet, I went and asked... Hmmm... Did you forget me? And she was like, no, you're just the last one getting surgery today. So... We're only gonna take you in a lotttt later. So I'm like ok, ciao, I'm going to smoke now. I figured dude, if this is my last cigarette, I'm gonna pump this like it was made of gold. So I did. And then, I came back up to wait. At 1:30, when they STILL hadn't called me, I took it as a sign, snuck back downstairs (I was on the 5th floor for my surgery) and smoked my truly last one. God was it amazing! Anywho, as soon as the elevator door opens, my mom was like Dude, they just called you in... So... I go in. They ask me tons of questions, totally random ones, that I'm not even gonna repeat (all about keeping it short). I'm sitting there, my blood pressure is like 125/80, and it's usually like 110/60... so obviously I'm stressed. The doctor comes in to see me, I'm just sitting there with my pink teddy bear. It's the one I gave my granny before she died, and she died with it in her hands. So I kept it. And I think it was kinda like my good luck charm yesterday. Anywho, they wheel me into the whole operating room thing... My mom can't come, she has to stay behind the doors, I'm like sobbing, I love you, I love you. Anywho, the anesthesiologist comes to see me, he's like here's some kleenex... Then I'm like bombarding him with questions, will I dream while I get operated? Will I remember being intubated? Can I still back out? (kidding on that last one). So he's like yeah, you're gonna dream. But what's cool, is that you get to pick your dream. So I did. He puts in my my IV, just puts in the liquid part, no drugs yet. First, they inject something that burnnsssssss my vein as it goes in.... I'm like um Dr, something is burning my vein, he's like oh don't worry, that's totally normal. I'm like um Dr, my ears are really warm... He's like oh, don't worry, that's also normal. Then he says, I hope you picked your dream... Which I had (MSN me about that... :(...) Next thing I know, I open my eyes in a totally different room. I'm like um where am I? They're like the recovery room. Do you have any pain, I'm like yessssssss. And they wanna know how much. I'm like 9/10. They give me Dilaudid (10X more efficient than morphine) once in my thigh, and three times in my vein directly. I'm like woooo. Falls asleep. Then they come ask me, are you ready to see your mommy now, and I'm like wide awake, YES!

My mom gets my prescription slips and while I'm in the surgery ward, she goes and gets my pills. While she's gone, there's a nurse that comes to see me and she's like how are you hunny?, I'm like I'm OK, I guess... I wish I had more pills, because this really really hurts. So she was like but they've already given you a LOT of morphine, I'm like no, it was Dilaudid. She was like oh yeah, that's right... Nursing student... I'm like yeah... I heard I was breathing at 7 per minute before, how much am I at now? She was like you're up to 10, all good. Also, why did they change my IV bag while I was in the recovery room.... She was like they changed it once during your surgery and once in the recovery room, because your blood pressure was super low (90/70). They were trying to make it go higher. Uh huh. Also, when will I be getting MORE painkillers? She's like yeah, you're only gonna get more once you get home and take your own. DAMN YOU ALL. So I'm like, OK, I'm going home then. She's like, first, you need to eat this yogurt, then, you need to get up and go pee. THEN, you can go home. Yogurt goes down... OK. Took me 15 minutes, but it went down. Next. Getting up. Wow. My legs were SOOOO wobbly. Walking to the bathroom was like the longest walk of my life. Yeah, then sitting on the toilet, then getting up, then getting DRESSED... Ohhhh... Yeah. So, finally, I get home. It takes me like a long time, but I get there. Taxi, waiting for the taxi... Getting up all those stairs... God.

I get home around 7:15PM... I call my dad, my cousin, to tell them I'm still alive then head to bed for a little while. While I'm sleeping my ex calls my cell. So when I get up, I call him back. Using my tiny little "I just got my tonsills taken out" voice, his mother picks up. First thing she says: "OMG! Not HER?! I thought this shit was over?!" So, even when I've just had surgery she's a total bitch? Good job, you low class... Lalala. Well, it turns out she didn't remember I was getting surgery... And she thought I was calling with an "I miss you, I'm crying." voice. Anyways, I still think she has no class. Anywho, there's no point in sinking down as low as her and insulting her on live TV (internet).

This morning, I woke up with a superrrr swollen tongue and you know that little hangy ball in the back of your throat? Well, it's so big, that I keep chocking on it in my sleep. Even when I'm not sleeping, really. All the time. OMG! It sucks. I hate it.

Anywho, c'est tout!

I'm gonna go back to bed (I basically have been sleeping all this time.)

Love y'all. Stephanie xoxox

P.S Since Thursday midnight I have eaten:

3 applesauces (only because they had crushed codeine in them)
2 styrofoam cups halfway full with carrot soup
1 milkshake
1 freezie (the little ones)
And now, I'm gonna try for mashed potatoes. Ooooh there's carrot in there too. Woot.

Breakup songs and such...

2006-12-18T19:29:00.000-08:00

Yeah, I know that less than two months ago, I was online with THREE breakup songs, but I don't think I can beat that this time... Maybe. Who knows. Anywho, here they are!

Last night I had a crazy dream
A wish was granted just for me
It could be for anything
I didn't ask for money
Or a mansion in Malibu
I simply wished, for one more day with you

One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied
But then again, I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you

First thing I'd do, is pray for time to crawl
Then Id unplug the telephone
And keep the tv off
I'd hold you every second
Say a million I love you's
Thats what I'd do, with one more day with you

One more day ---> Diamond Rio

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"Save Me" Unwritten Law (amazing song, GO DOWNLOAD!!!)

Had a bad day, don't talk to me, gonna ride this out,
My little black heart, breaks apart, with your big mouth.

And I'm sick of my sickness
Don't touch me, you'll get this.
I'm useless, lazy, perverted,and you hate me!

You can't save me,
You can't change me,
Well I'm waiting for my wakeup call,
And everything, everything's my fault.

Went to the doctor, and I asked her to make this stop.
(whoa)
Got medication, a new addiction,
Fucking thanks a lot.

I went to heaven, but couldn't get in,
For what I have done.
I said please take me, they said you're crazy!
You had too much fun!

I think that's it for me with the breakup songs tonight. I think both of them are pretty.... Heartfelt.

Why? Why RIGHT before Xmas? WHYYYYY?! AHHHHHHH! MENNNNNNNNN!

*swears she's becoming a lezbo!* --> I'll even post pictures :P

Anywho, I swear I'm done for tonight!

La seule et unique, la Stephanie!
xoxoxoxox

Getting better at this!

2006-12-18T15:45:00.000-08:00

Hey folks!

Just wanted to pop in to say hey-hey! And, also, I've made a decision: No more talking about my love life online. Well, on MSN, yes... But not on here. I was checking the people that read this.... I have readers in Germany, Fort Lauderdale, University of SHERBROOKE?!, tons of places like that... So... I don't think I need to broadcast my single-occupied-single status all the time on here.

But just to make it clear:

SINGLE.

But in the process of becoming UNsingle. Long story... MSN me about it!

Luv ya's,
The one and only, Stephanie xoxox

Well hello there, you strangers, you!

2006-12-17T19:00:00.000-08:00

Hi,

Well, I know no one still reads this, because well, I never post anymore... But I just need to vent. That WAS the original purpose of this blog... For me to be able to vent out my anger, my resentement... And trust me, right now, I have a LOT of anger, and a hell of a lot of resentement.

I'll start at the beginning of this whole fiasco:

About a month ago, things started going wrong for everyone around me. My best friend lost her job, my mom had a stroke (a lot more serious than the rest of this bullshit, in MY opinion), and obviously, this bad luck affected my boyfriend too! He started having a lot of trouble with this one nursing class, that one class that affects your continuation in the program, his car woke up one morning and died, his mother started becoming unbearable... And at the same time, HE started becoming unbearable. He was moody, mean, cruel, hard to live with... But he begged me to give him TIME. So I did. I put up with the moodiness, the meaness, the... All of it. I just stood by him thinking that it would all get better.

And on Thursday night, he got a NEW car. A brand spankin' new Toyota Yaris 2007, in black of course (he IS a man, after all!)... And I got to be the first female passenger, always an honor. We took a nice long ride, and he looked at me, and said: I've finally found the right passenger. It was obvious to me that he was talking about more than for his car. I took it to mean: I want you by my side for a longgggg time to come. And I was happy, and extatic... And I thought that all the pain that I had been going through was finally over.

Friday comes along, and he has to come to school. I'm already there, so we're supposed to meet there. We end up missing each other by like a MINUTE. But, we're still supposed to eat together then go to the see a movie, and then like every Friday night, I'm supposed to sleep at his house. At around 5pm, he calls me to tell me that I can't sleep at his house, because his mom doesn't want me there any more. Right. She hates me. What MORE can possibly go wrong.

Well, go figure, that more DOES go wrong. Even though I can't sleep at his house that night, I figure we're still going on our nice date... I had done my hair, my makeup, I had shaved my legs in god knows how long (still waiting on that stupid waxing lady to have some time for me!), selected my hottest outfit with my heels, stockings, hell, even new lingerie! But he calls me back and says: Forget me for tonight, I can't be with you. I'll call you EVENTUALLY! Bye. Click! Rightttttt, as if I'm gonna take THAT for an answer, I call him the next day, and he gives me the same shit, I'll call you when I'm ready. RIGHTTTT. We all know what THAT means. It meanssssss: His mother's opinion of me is more important than the love that he SAYS he has for me.

So in resume: That means, he SUCKS. He hasn't even called me back to dump me yet. Which it's totally obvious he's gonna do. Maybe I'll just have to beat him to it... I dunno. I just don't know now. You know when you sacrifice soooo much of yourself to be the perfect girlfriend? ... Even though I WILL admit that I had my totally terrible moments, especially when I yelled at him for nothing, but I put up with soooo much for him... And the only two promises he made me, he's not gonna keep: 1) being there when I wake up from my surgery on Friday (3 days before Xmas, go figure) and 2) spending Xmas at my dad's with me. So... It looks like a pretty shitty Xmas ahead for moi.

Like I said above, I'm getting surgery on Friday, those of you who read this, probably remember me bitchin' about my tonsils all the time! Well, they're coming out! FINALLY. After almost 6 months of wait to get a date for surgery. I finally did, and it's the 22nd at 12pm. Oh joy. And now, no boyfriend to wake up to, which only makes the stress even bigger. I'm soooo gonna need Ativan (look it up, it's a great invention!) before they put me under... AHHHH! I don't want to! I really really don't. I do, but I don't. Get it?!

About Xmas at my dad's.
A) Not going alone.
B) Not taking the bus there when I'm doped out on Vicodin (Look that up 2, amazing invention!)
C) Not going there without him, so my dad can make fun at how I can't keep a man.
D) I was only really going so my bf (ex, wtv) could see the ass I grew up with.

Life sucks.

And like my friend Sare has told me so many times in the past to cheer me up:

Men suck, men suck, men suck FUCK!!!

Anywho, I'm out, final exams tomorrow! 2 left and I'm outta there!!! :O Woot!

Nighty night,

Stephanie xoxox

Well hello there!

2006-10-24T10:27:00.000-07:00

Hey everyone!

Yes, I know, a lot of you have been worried about me, because most of you know that this is just NOT my year. My mom is sick, my dad is an ass... Until the perfect relationship came along. Right? Well, I'm saddened to say that my "perfect" relationship wasn't so perfect after all! And, as you can probably guess, we broke up. More like "I got dumped" but shhhhhh for the matter of this blog, I dumped him. Pfft. lol. Anywho, I just thought I would come assure you guys that I'm fine. I know I haven't been great with food lately, having eaten maybe half a day's of food in 3 days, but I'm slowly getting there. You just don't feel like eating in circumstances like these. All those who read this blog (not the weird internet people I haven't met though!) know exactly why I'm sad. But I'm not a bitch like that, so I'm not gonna repeat what he did online. It's not that I don't feel like it, because I really do, but... Meh.

As you all know, there's a chick ritual called "the breakup song". Well, I have 3. lol. David, I know I totally stole OUR breakup songs, but you know I love you anyways! Anywho, here they are:

I hate myself for losing you, Kelly Clarkson
Behind these hazel eyes, also Kelly Clarkson
Enough cryin', Mary J Blige

And, because I'm just cool like that, I'm gonna include lyrics!

I Hate Myself For Losing You

I woke up today
Woke up wide awake
In an empty bed
Staring at an empty room
I have myself to blame
For the state I'm in today
And now dying
Doesn't seem so cruel

And oh, I don't know what to say
And I don't know anyway, anymore
I hate myself for losing you
I'm seeing it all so clear
I hate myself for losing you

What do you do when you look in the mirror
And staring at you is why he's not here?

You got what you deserved
Hope you're happy now
'Cause everytime I think of her with you
It's killing me inside

Now I dread each day
Knowing that I can't be saved
From the loneliness
Of living without you

What do you do when you look in the mirror
And staring at you is why he's not here?
What do you say when everything you said
Is the reason why he left you in the end?
How do you cry when every tear you shed
Won't ever bring him back again?
I hate myself for loving you

Behind these hazel eyes

Seems like just yesterday
You were a part of me
I used to stand so tall
I used to be so strong
Your arms around me tight
Everything felt so right
Unbreakable like nothing could go wrong
Now I can't breathe
No I can't sleep
I'm barely hanging on
Here I am
Once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it
Can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

I told you everything
Opened up and let you in
You made me feel alright
For once in my life
Now all that's left of me
Is what I pretend to be
So together but so broken up inside

Swallow me then spit me out
For hating you I blame myself
Seeing you it kills me now
No I don't cry on the outside ANYMORE!

Enough Cryin'

Cause the sex was good
You had my mind
And I I let you come back every time
You would Violate and cross the line
And you knew that I would be the type
To always wait so patiently
Thinkin' you was comin' home to me
Well damn, I never heard the keys
Or Felt your taps sayin' "are you asleep?"

Don't wanna play house no more
I Was so dumb to think you were gon' marry me
I've got to be out of my mind to think
That I need someone to carry me

I've done enough Cryin', cryin', cryin' (Cryin', cryin', cryin')
It's time to say Bye, bye, bye
It's time I do something for me
Been chasin' this fool around
Thinkin' he gon' hold me down
I would follow his lead
Thinkin' I would be the one he kept around
All that I needed: Real commitment
And I really couldn't see it
You're not the real man you said
You was gonna be in this relationship

So many men think
That all a girl needs is to be sold a dream
But I won't fall for it
Well you had me
The next dude will gladly pick up where you left off
Ice me
Wife me
You ain't gon' Have me
Enough cryin', cryin', cryin' (cryin', cryin', cryin')
It's time to say Bye, bye, bye
It's time I Do something For me

Any volunteers to go egg... Ha. As if. I learned my lesson the first time. Well I got a best friend out of it!

Ok, thank you note time!

Imane: Mon amour, ma vie... Tu m'as sauver la vie au moment ou j'voulais juste pas etre sauver... Je t'adore! We're gonna get through this together! And we're "bringing sexy back! YUP!". Ah, pis j'm'excuse de t'avoir stresser avec mon absence de "mangage"... J'ai manger un bol de soupe aujourd'hui! Woot!

Sare: Thanks for your amazing hug yesterday, I needed it! Love you! "Men suck, men suck, men suck FUCK" forever!

David: Well, it's official you've lost your "ex" title. But don't cry! It's gone on to someone much more worthy of the pure hatred involved in those two letters. Thanks again for all the happy happy joy joy last night... I needed someone to tell me I was pretty... And mean it!

Cody aka Drummer Dude: Thanks for calling me all the way from La Waterfall (get it? La Chute?!) last night, although it's long distance and putting such a... hmmm graphic image in my head. Let's just say, I didn't think about much else but what you told me to think about. My own private hypnotist! Yay!

Vero: Merci pour le calin hier, pis les gentils petits mots d'encouragement!

Anik et Stevou (!): Merci d'avoir endurer mon radottage, mes cris, mes pleurs pis mes rires niaiseux. Vous etes la pour moi les deux depuis plus d'un an, et j'vous adore! N'importe quoi que je peut faire pour vous depanner, vous me faites signes!

To all you other peeps I'm forgetting: I love you all, and thanks for making me smile/laugh/cry at a time when I needed it! It means the world to me to know that I have such great people in my life!

Ok. Enough about this. (Wow, longest post in my blog's history!)

News:

I'm getting my tongue pierced! :D

Any guys interested in testing the "better head" theory, inquire within LMAO

Also, today I went and vaccinated against hepatis B in a primary school. I got to poke 8 little kids! It was soooooo much easier than I thought. It goes in like nothing! I love it. Anyone want a shot?! Hihi

Anywho, I have a doctor's appointement at 4, I should go get showered and ready! Talk to y'all later!

Stephanie xoxox

Boo!

2006-10-18T14:47:00.000-07:00

Ahhhh!

Well, I decided to blog today, because well, I have time. My stage in pediatrics finished a week ago, and I have about a month before my stage with women giving birth (obstetrics) starts on November 17th. So, tuesdays and wednesdays off until then. And most thursdays. Woooot! Not much has been going on with me, everything is peaches and cream with me and my boyfriend, school is good... Everything is perfect.

That's pretty much all I have to say for now,

See y'all soon! Stephanie xoxox

When a stranger blogs (part 2)

2006-09-18T13:32:00.000-07:00

Well, hello strangers!

Finally, some time to sit down and just type. As you may or may not know, I started my second year of nursing on August 23rd... Almost a month ago, I guess it's been. God, time goes by fast! Anywho, that's not the point. A lot has happened since the last time I posted, in the celebrity world, in the little world I call home, and in my life in general.

First off, the celebrity world. We finally got to see Suri Cruise-Holmes on the cover of Vanity Fair. Britney had her second baby, also a boy, 2 days before her first son's 1st birthday. The new baby's name is alleged to be Sutton Pierce (thanks Eric!). Anna Nicole had her daughter, and her 20 year old son died, all within 48 hours. Poor baby. Um... I think that's it. Well that's all I, personnaly, care about. (Don't kill me for not mentionning L.Lo, Eric!)

Secondly, as you probably all know, Montreal was taken by storm by a cheap, stupid, idiotic, cowardly son of a bitch called Kimveer Gill. He walked into Dawson College at 12:41 on September 13th and opened fire. His unfortunately registered weapons cost a young girl her life. Her name was Anastasia DeSousa, and she was only 18 years old. I urge you all to go and post messages of condolences on the family's newly put up website, www.anastasiadesousa.org.
Just so you can all see what a beautiful girl she was, I will include her picture.

Finally, on a positive note, I have finally found someone. Someone that I plan on being with for a very long time. His name is Benoit, he's in nursing with me and he's a total sweetheart. I love you baby!

Ciao everyone, Stephanie xoxox

Heyloo strangers

2006-08-12T19:39:00.000-07:00

Hey you guys,

I know it's been a long time since my last blog post, but you know, with work and trying to sleep, I haven't had much ME-time. Actually, the only time I've had to indulge myself was last week when I went shopping. But back to that later.

So, I guess I'll tell you guys what's going on with me. I've been working 5 days a week, usually having Mondays and Tuesdays off (sometimes, like this week, I get Sunday off), and on those days, I get some sleep. I went shopping the other day, and bought like 1000 dollars of clothes, which is grrr-eat. I got 5 pairs of jeans, my favorite being the Moto ones (sooo cute), some really nice tops, some bras, some undies, and a to DIE for bustier. I have huge boobs naturally but with that thing, I look like Pamela Anderson. Like wooooo. lol. Enough about my boobs. Anywho, shopping was great, it was definately a GOOD me-time.

On Tuesday, I went to Chats to visit Amanda (my best friend), and we got late-night McDo. God, honestly, the only time I like McDo is late. Any other time of the day, it's just fattening and icky, but late at night when you've just worked 6 hours on your feet, you just wanna sit down and indulge. Mmmmmmm, all those calories just went STRAIGHT to my ass. Meh, my jeans are a bit... roomy anyways! ;)

Anywho, that's about it for me. So, now on with the gossiping.

As you all know, or if you DON'T know - you live under a rock, Britney is pregnant. Again. And as you also know, I LOVE pregnant women. So, I'm gonna put tons of pictures of her belly, just for my own perverse pleasure. Muahaha.

This is very recently. She was walking with Sean Preston on her shoulder, probably trying to get away from the 'Razzis.

This is also very recently, when she was lounging around on the beach.

This photo comes from the Harper's Bazaar magazine, which she is currently the cover star of.

This picture is from when she was pregnant with Sean Preston, but I wanted to put it, because she's so damn cute!

Anywayssss, that's it from me for tonight, tomorrow I have to get up pretty early, I'm going to visit my great-aunt in the hospital (she's 89, not sick)

Stephanie xoxox

What a night, what a night!!!

2006-07-23T21:23:00.000-07:00

Hi to all!

Well, last night was Maggie's party. And what a night it was! I had tons of fun. I don't know about her... She didn't look all that drunk... I dunno, I guess it's only me who needs booze to have fun haha.

Anywho, the night started at St-Laurent Metro at 10:30. We all met there (Me, Maggie the bday girl, Laura the pink haired wonder, Fred the second coolest male cashier, Secul , Noah the one with the Pirates of the Carrabian tattoo, Martini, and like 5-6 other people I don't remember). We were still debating if we were going to Le Loft or Le Drugstore... Ended up deciding to go to Le Loft. The booze is cheap! One of the main factors that influenced our choice... hihi. Anywho, with fake ID in tow, I got into the club, paid my cover fee of 6$ and got stamped HORNY! I know right?! How do THEY know that?! lol. Anywho, I started off the night with a vodka orange juice (5 bucks! Cheap?! I think not!), had maybe... 3 beers out of Maggie's birthday pitcher. And then... The shooters began. I decided to just get with it, and order 12 (me and Laura together, 24 shooters for 26 bucks! Now THAT'S cheap!!!) . Well, I had 8. At the bar. Didn't even bother taking them to the table. Just bang. And it's yummy too! Mmmm. Kamikaze it's called (1 part tequila or vodka, one part orange liqueur, and a dash of lime juice). Then, I went for a smoke with Fred, our resident cool cashier. The booze starts kicking in. I'm like wooooooooo. Anywho, I'm still feeling fine. I went and sat down for a while, did a tequila shooter with Laura. Then we decided to go get MORE shooters. I had 6 more. I know, you're thinking WHY ISN'T SHE DEAD. Well, it's an easy explination. I'm fat. I have more blood, so the alcohol dilutes more. Anywho, we all decided around 1 to go take the last metro and go to the Drugstore! In case you don't know, it's a lesbian bar in The Village. Well, we get there, go into the bathroom and are immediately accosted by these lesbians. "Are you gay?". No, I'm not. "Are you bi?" Well... Actually. I don't know. I think I am. Well, then, one of the them, her name is Shan, she decides to give me a hickey! Well, I'm totally PLASTERED, so I'm like WHY NOT! Boom. Hickey. Long story short, I gave like 6 people hickeys, including one gay guy, got 2 hickeys on various body parts, got 4 phone numbers and got a kiss from a girl! I know right, I'm easy? No, I was just drunk. Just for fun, I went online and took a "Blood Alcohol Test". You enter your weight, how many drinks you had in how many hours, and if you're a girl or guy... Mine was:

Your estimated blood/breath alcohol concentration is
.241 g/210 liters of breath

Legal is 0.08. That's FOUR time the legal limit.

"0.30 g/210 liters of breath - At this level most people will lose conciousness"

Close call! But what a fun close call it was!

Anywho:
Resume of my drinking (how many drinks it equals)
3 beers (3)
1 Vodka-OJ (1)
14 Kamikaze shooters (0.9 drinks each)
1 Tequila shooter (1)
1 Juicy Pussy drink (2.1)
1 Sour Puss shooter (0.6)

Total: 20.1 drinks.

LOL! I love me.

Anywho, I'm tired. I have to go to bed... Sleep off this headache. lol.

Stephanie the ShooterQueen
xoxoxo

Confessions of a teenage drama queen.

2006-07-21T16:18:00.000-07:00

Heyloo everyone!

How is everyone doing? Well, I know it's been a while since I last blogged, but you know... Work has been murder. Although I haven't been doing a lot of hours, it's still harder than doing nothing, which is basically what i'm used to ... lol. I haven't been doing much with my time, basically just working and yesterday I went to see Pirates of the Carabian? (Carabean? meh, who cares, anyways?!) Anywho, I went with John, yes HIM! The cashier at my job that caused my entrance into the gossip mill. It was me, him, my friend and his ex. Yeah, I know what you're thinking... Akward right... Not really. At least not for me... I feel kinda bad for him though, I mean, sandwhiched between a hot chick and your ex!!! Oh yeah, I was hot. I was totally ROCKING the boobs yesterday. I love having big boobs lol. You get to make the little boobed people feel cheap lol. Anywho, it was great. We went to dinner afterwards at 3Amigos. We all ate really goodly. Mmmmm margaritas. Yummy.

Well, today I went to work, which was supposed to be my day off. I went to bed at like... 4:30AM and got woken up at 8 by one of my bosses who called to ask me to come in to work at 10... Well, I have to work SOME time! Woo hoo, money! Anywho, today I bumped into Maggie, a girl that works at the Pret-a-manger (the place where you get chicken and shit) and it's her birthday party tomorrow night! At Le Loft, a club downtown. I HOPE that I can go! We're gonna get sooooo wasted. Hey, maybe John will come! It IS the IGA crew going lol. Ha. How ghetto! Anywho. I'm gonna go watch Mean Girls. God, I love that movie. Definetely top ten. Woo hoo!

Love ya's *mwa-mwa*, (scene from movie for those of you who live under a rock lol)
Stephanie xoxox

UPDATE!!!!!! I'm going to Maggie's party tomorrow night woo hoo! I'm getting sooooo wasted. Watch out random men, this chick grabs asses when she's drunk lol. Oh, and takes baths. But that's a WHOLE other story. Right John? ;)

Doctors are cool lol

2006-07-13T09:31:00.000-07:00

Well, I'm sorry for not posting as much as before, but I have been crazy busy with work. And I have tons of news for you guys.

First of all, the tattoo is doing great! It's still a little scabbed over but it should clear up soon. It'll be soooo hot! :D

Secondly, yesterday, I was laid off from Tutti-Frutti! Which, suprisingly didn't actually make me sad. I was gonna quit anyways. Working 12 hours a day (6 at T-F, 6 at IGA) was killing me. I mean, there's only so much I could do. Meh. Life is short, too short to waste being bored out of my mind for 12 hours a week.

Thirdly, today, I went to see that throat specialist that I was telling you guys about when I had my tonsillitis. So, she (Dr Picard) looks at my dossier, which has all the records of my, count them, SIX tonsillitises since August of '05, and says, "Well, I'm not sure if this is enough to remove the tonsills... Let's look at your throat." So, she takes a pocket light, and a stick and "AHHHH!". And she says: "Wow! Us doctors, we rate tonsills on a one to four scale, one being completely normal, and four meaning that they are so swollen they touch (both sides of your throat are touching together). Yours are a THREE. And you're completely healthy. Which is NOT normal. So out they go!" So... Yes, you heard right... I'M GETTING MY TONSILLS OUT! That means no more 6-7 infections a year, no more missing school, no more trouble swallowing... No more PAIN! Woo hoo! :D I don't know when I'm gonna get my appointement, probably in September or October.

WOO HOO!

Stephanie xoxoxo

P.S I forgot to mention that I went to the pool on Tuesday and got a third degree sunburn! And now, I'm leaving to go to my dad's. Woo hoo.

Tattoed, biotches!

2006-07-05T13:56:00.000-07:00

Hey all!

Well, it's official. The bitch (meaning me!) got a tattoo! My very first, very own body ink!!!
So, when you tell people you got a tattoo, the first thing they ask is: "Did it hurt?!". Well, I'm not gonna lie and say it didn't because honestly... It did! I was there with someone and I was squeezing her hand so hard, SHE probably felt my pain too! lol. On a scale of one to ten... Maybe a 7... It's second most pain I remember having. After the wisdom teeth getting pulled. Because THAT was bad.

Anywho, first off, a picture of a pre-tattoo back so you can see where on my shoulder it is.

Now, a pic of my post-tattoo back. I wanted to take pics DURING, but the guy said he would rather not. And trust me, I wasn't about to fuck with him. lol

Ain't it perrty?! I personnaly, in my opinion, love it. Like totally and utterly. Love it. But that's me. I'm the one who's gonna have this thing forever and ever... I LOVE IT! YAY!

Anywho, it hurts now, lol. So I'm gonna go to bed, I work tomorrow... So I'll blog again tomorrow with all the details on the healing process of my new TATTOO!!!!

Stephanie xoxox

Inked

2006-07-05T08:02:00.000-07:00

Hey everyone!

Well, it's official... I'm getting a tattoo. Like... today. In 2 hours and 1 minute (at 1PM). I can't WAIT! I'm getting this:

On my right shoulder blade. I love it. I've been contemplating what to get and where for like 6 months, so it's not like I'm doing this on a "coup de tete". I've really thought it out, long and hard, and I know that I'm gonna have this forever. It's gonna be so hot when my grandkids see me as "our granny is cool. She has a TATTOO!" And it's totally FATE! My mom is watching The View and they're having a show on tattoos! YAY!

Anywho, I'm gonna go watch this, because it's just something I CAN'T miss. I'll keep you posted on how it went, and how it looks (I'll include pictures of before, during and after)

Stephanie xoxox

When a stranger blogs!

2006-07-04T17:59:00.000-07:00

Heyloo!

Sorry for being so absent from the blogging world this past week, I have been KILLED by work. Monday I had my first day off in 10 days, and I spent it just sleeping. Really. Like 16 hours straight of sleep... Mmmm... But who am I to complain about working too much? Gotta make that money! I'm getting a tattoo soon... I'll keep you posted!

So, work has been pretty cool. Out of my two jobs, I'm totally loving the cashier one better though... I dunno, everyone is so nice to me, because I do my job (right, might I add), and I'm pretty outgoing. I guess people respond to that... I dunno. It's just such a fast paced environement. Everything goes by so fast. I mean, last thing I remember I'm signing in, and next thing you know... My break is here! I get back from break, and boom! I'm done and I go count my cash. 4 hours just went by and it seems like 10 minutes. I love it. Also, I'm pretty fond of my coworkers. Everyone is so nice! There's one cashier, she's an older lady and also pretty new, she's always telling me codes that I don't remember, and coming to my cash to help me bag my stuff. I love her. I used to shop at that IGA a lot (before I started working there) and I always used to use her cash. She's so happy. I love happy people! lol. I'm such a loser. Tutti Frutti is nice and all, but time goes by sooooo slowwwwwww. I look at the clock like every second minute, because it's just that slow. It's fun though. I also love my coworkers. Hannah rocks! She's the manager. I love her.

Edit: My friend Sara just reminded me that I should sahre with you my immense JOY. I got to be the annoying voice on the intercom. Many time. "Un superviseur a la courtoisie, s'il vous plait, un superviseur a la courtoisie, merci!" lol I LOVE IT!

Eric, you're gonna be so proud of me! I've been working at IGA like a week, and I've already hit the grapevine. I love it. Me, in my stupid, innocent, non-knowing way, say to ONE person that I think a certain male cashier is cute. The same day in the lunchroom, this certain cashier already knows. Wow, who knew news goes that fast?! NOT ME! From now on, my mouth is zipped. I will never ever ever say something like that again. Sheesh. Although, I gotta say, it's pretty cool. Didn't even need to go through the enbarrasement of saying "Hi! I think you're cute!", he already knew lol!

Anywho, I think that's about all for my news,

Stephanie xoxox

A nurse on staff lol

2006-06-26T17:26:00.000-07:00

Hey-loo!

How are y'all? Me, I'm completely dead on my feet! I've been working non stop for the past 4 days (I can almost hear Eric say: Pfft, I've been working non stop for the past 4 YEARS! lol). Anywho, for someone who has never worked before, it's a big deal. All I can say is YAY MONEY! I have a great little story for everyone! Here goes:

Yesterday, I was working at Tutti Frutti (THE best breakfast restaurant ever) as a hostess, and because I'm studying in nursing when someone got hurt (Sylvie spilt coffee on her hand) they came to see me automatically. I told them that as soon as someone got hurt, they could come see me. After tending to her hand, making sure she was ok, I was back to my spot near the front door. No sooner than an hour later, almost as if I had jinxed it, one of the cooks, Paul sliced his finger prettyyyy bad. Trying to not bring attention to his injury, he bandaged it up pretty quick (and pretty badly) and went back to work. For about 3 minutes. Realizing it was almost dripping, Hannah (the manager) came to get the staff nurse (me!) and asked me to bandage up his finger for him. Well, because I had to clean it, apply pressure, wait for Hannah to go get supplies for the bandage at Pharmaprix and then do the actual bandage, I ended up getting a nice little hour break from hostess duty. And totally LOVED it. I love being able to bring my nursing to work. Yay me. Also, I got to tend to a faint waitress (who hadn't eaten in about 6 hours), making her a piece of toast and getting her some juice. YAY ME!

Anywho, that was my little story!

Stephanie xoxox

Ooh la la!!!

2006-06-23T19:07:00.000-07:00

Hey all,

I'm officially pooped. I just finished my first day as a cashier at IGA. I got "trained" from 9:30 to 10:00, and then boom! She (the head cashier) threw us into the water. And boy did I swim! I swam and swam and swam my way into almost 3000$ in sales! But GOD do my feet hurt! I mean, 8 hours on your feet does a lot of damage... :(

I also start tomorrow morning as a hostess at Tutti Frutti on St-Catherine (Atwater metro). So I'm totally rockin' two jobs! Haha, almost like Eric!

Anywho, I start early, so I'm gonna let y'all go and I'm just gonna include a nice pic of moi (well, I think it's nice lol)

Stephanie xoxox

Same shit, different day!

2006-06-21T15:06:00.000-07:00

Heyloo all!

Well, as my title says, today has been a pretty boring day. I got woken up this morning at 8:23 by Zellers calling for a job interview. Well, I'll tell you how that went tomorrow. Anywho, yesterday I got into a huge fight with Marcos... I'll spare you the details, but it ends with: "I never wanna speak to you again!", and "FINE!". Guess this is the end of my partying days! Meh, I'll just have to find new and BETTER people to party with. Any offers?

On to my topic of the day:

The Nick Lachey VS Jessica Simpson debate!

I, personally, in my opinion, think that Nick is definately the winner! I mean, he has a new album out, with an AMAZING song on it (What's left of me) which you can listen to (and watch his quite odd music video) by clicking on this link:

http://music.aol.com/artist/nick-lachey/351437/main#

Jessica, on the other hand... Who's even HEARD her name in the tabloids lately? It's only to bitch her, and her name is only mentionned in articles about Nick. The articles read something like this: "after his very public split with Jessica Simpson..." or "Nick got hot, Jessica got fat!"
And plus, have you ever seen that chick SING? She looks like she's trying to swallow the microphone and she's kinda spasmic...

On the other hand... Have you ever seen Nick Lachey with no shirt on? I mean... Wow. Even with a shirt on that guy is smoking!

He was recently in Toronto to appear on Much On Demand (June 19th, 2006)

Still looking good!!

Ok. I know my readership is mostly male. If I ask you who is hotter, you're obviously gonna say Jessica, but trust me... She's just a red neck! But I will admit, she is kinda hot. lol.

Muy caliente!

I just wish they would get back together though... They were such a hot couple! Imagine how hot their kids would have been!

Anywho, I'm out! Don't forget to go listen to that song! And buy his album!

Stephanie xoxox

Too much partying makes the princess tired! :(

2006-06-17T21:38:00.000-07:00

Hey y'all!

First off, a shout-out to my fellow past CSLers, Biliana and of course Eric (yes, again!)

Ok, so on with the post! As my title indicates, the sick girl that blogged on Thursday about being sooo sick has gotten over that! And BIG time... For you guys to understand the whole story, I'm gonna start at the beginning.

I met Marcos in the summer of '04 because he was dating one of my chickies, and he's the one who introduced me to the whole world of drugs and debauche... hihi. Anywho, after that summer, and a little bit of the fall, we lost Marcos. He just disappeered into thin air. Then, we kinda found him for about 2 weeks in the spring of '05. But we lost him again. God, he's starting to sound like a puppy! Anywaysss, we found him again about a month ago! We had heard he was dead, and we just walked to Charlevoix metro nice and drunk (me and the chickie, his ex) and found him! He was with his future girlfriend Cara. So, ever since, we've been chilling. Lately, he hasn't been talking with his ex, but we've been hanging a lot together. So, we've just been chilling at his girlfriend's house, watching movies, smoking some spliffs and just taking up the sun. We've had a lot of fun together, he's a majorly super cool dude, and his gf is pretty chill too.

Today, I went over around 2pm, we smoked a huge one, sat outside, watched some TV, then his mom and her boyfriend Joey came around. They're the coolest older people you've ever met! Well they're only about 40, but still. Super cool. Anywho, we spent some fun times, just breathing in the summer! :D It was majorly cool. We went all the way to the Old Port and went to see the fireworks, but we got there and we had just missed them! :( Doesn't matter, we still had a nice walk there and back, pushing Cara's daughter around in her carriage. She's such a sweet baby! She's about 3 months old. Awwwwwww. Y'all know me and BABIES! I go nuts!

Anywho, that was my little story for y'all. I'm gonna bid you all good night!

Stephanie xoxox

P.S This is what happens to one's leg when you leave Marcos alone with a pen and 5 minutes!

Sickkk!

2006-06-15T19:41:00.000-07:00

Faithful readers,

Well, as my title might indicate, I have unfortunately come down with something. No... Not gone down on someone... But actually come down with something. I have tonsilitis, a seemingly quite strong bout of it too, and I've been feeling under the weather for the past couple of days. Also, I have been put on new meds, so they make me kinda droopy, which blows.

Anywho, today I go to the clinic, because last night I went to bed just knowing that I was gonna wake up with a sore throat. I wake up, take out my little pocket light and the back of a spoon and go "Ahhhhh!"... All I see is:

Not my actual throat, but I think that with my little graphic picture, you get the point.

So yeah, I go the clinic and see a doctor and tell him: "Hi, this is my sixth tonsillitis since September... I think I'm fed up now, and I need them removed...", to which he says: "I don't think you need them removed because as I can see with this little test (q-tip down throat culture) that is only 90% effective by the way, you do NOT have a bacterial form of tonsillitis, it is clearly a virus. Therefore, I won't give you a referal to get them removed and I won't give you any antibiotics. Take some Advil, you'll be fine. Buttttt, if you don't feel better you can go to the hospital and get ANOTHER q-tip jammed down your throat and when I get the results next Tuesday, then I'll see if I want to give you antibiotics."

Ok, as a nursing student, I must say BRAVO (!!!) Doctor! You have failed to learn basic things such as:

-Bacterial tonsillitis is the only form of the disease that causes white spots to form on the tonsills.
-Your little q-tip method is only 80% effective, not 90%.

Also, it hurts, damnit! And it hurts OFTEN. If someone had a brain tumor, you would remove THAT but if I have tonsills that grow to the size of GOLF balls and prevent me from...:

a) eating
b) drinking
c) BREATHING!

You don't do a damn thing?! Well, faithful readers, as y'all should know by now "j'ai pas la langue dans 'poche!", or in English, I'm pretty outspoken. So, I told him: "Look, if YOU won't get these things removed I'm gonna want a referral for someone who will. So I need you to give me a prescription NOW for PenVec 600 mg bid for 10 days, I want a referral for an otorhinolaryngologist (or ear-nose-throat doctor) and I want a slip for another throat culture. Thank you." So, he shut up. And gave me three little papers, just as I had asked. Oh, and now, I will prove my whole "white-spot" theory with a picture:

Let's recap:

Doctor - 0
Stephanie - 2

Also, here's a little something I found on Yahoo! Health:

"A normal or negative test means that strep bacteria may not be present:

-Up to one-third of negative rapid strep test results are false. This means that in up to one-third of the cases when a rapid strep test is negative, the person actually has a strep throat infection. Negative rapid strep tests should be followed by a throat culture."

(http://health.yahoo.com/ency/healthwise/hw54524)

So, this has been a public service announcement from Stephanie B inc. reminding you to take out that flashlight and look at the back of your throats if ever discomfort is felt. Take charge, don't be afraid to KNOW. The best defence against ignorant pricks, I mean doctors, is to take matters into your own hands. Google is your friend!

Stephanie xoxox

Paroles et paroles et parolessss...

2006-06-12T19:55:00.000-07:00

Hello to all,

Today's post is about everything that is going on in my mind right now. Many disturbances, shall we call them are happening in my life, making me think deeply about what to do, what not to do, and who to do said things with.

1) I have, as of now, sworn off all relationships for at least the next 3 months. I know I've posted about this before, and said that men are caca and all that... But I just feel the need to repeat it. Men are utter and pure caca. All of them. I just need to become a man-hater like Melina lol (you know I love ya, putana senza testa! lol). I need to gain perspective on what I want to do with my life. And men tend to make me lose focus. So... Buh bye.

2) Swearing off relationships means swearing off sex. I have vowed to ax it, and Blog-God be my witness, I will! Meaningless sex is a no-can-do for me, I just can't NOT get attached, and attachement leads to relationships... (read item 1)

3) My life priorities (vaguely inspired by David) ---> Mom - Friends - School - Partying like a crazy biotch - Cleaning my room - Taking the garbage down - Love.

4) I need to clean up my act. Starting with a nice little menage of my friends. I need to become a better person, someone that my future kids can be proud of. So... No more drugs, booze and sex. The end. I think... lol

5) Yes, David, I'm at 90... But this post would have gone faster if I didn't have a kazilion people talking at once. SEE!

I know it's small... But NOTE the FIVE windows open... All seeming to flash at the same time. ICK! TRY to post with THAT going on!

Anywho, that's what's going on in my retarded mind right now!
The bitch is out, my number one fan is impatient. Sheesh!

David says:
are u done yet
David ® &WhenILookBackNow... K BaHHHHHHHH says:
ohhh guess wattt
Stephanie says:
what? lol
David ® &WhenILookBackNow... K BaHHHHHHHH says:
are you done yet?
David says::
oh and P.S :
David says::
ARE U DONE YETTTTTTTT???

Lol, love y'all, Stephanie xoxox

Lalalala... lol

2006-06-10T10:18:00.000-07:00

Gooooood morning!

Well, today's post is gonna be rather short, as I am almost falling asleep on my chair trying to type this thing... Anywho, I went out last night... I've been going out too much so I guess that's why I'm tired... lol Maybe I should stop. Anywho, I had fun last night. I dunno what else to say man...

Rants:

-Curfew... Fuck it, man!

Raves:

-Vodka and Seven-Up... Yummeyy...

The bitch is going back to BED,
Stephanie xoxox

Another break up?!

2006-06-09T10:44:00.000-07:00

Hello to all :)

I know I've been a bad daily poster, because I've been posting only once every two days, but I have reasons, I swear!!! I just keep going out late lol. Last night I got home at 1:18 (or so my mom says...). Anywho, I went on a very nice date, which I will tell you all the details of... NOW!

First of all, we went to go get coffee and we shared a piece of chocolate mousse cake (which is NOTHING like the one at Three Amigos, trust the person who has had it at least 30 times lol) and then we went to the movies to see The Break Up, with Ms Ex-Pitt (Jennifer Aniston) and Vince Vaughn, a real life couple btw. It's all about a couple who meets at a baseball game, and the REAL beginning of the movie is when they break up. They just do everything in their power to piss the other off, as they are both still staying in the condo they had bought together. Anywho, I won't spoil the end. But boyyyyy... It sucks. An average of 7.5/10, with at least 1.5 deducted for the shitty shitty SHITTY ending. Then we went for some drinks, where I discovered that OMG! Gin and tonic isn't just the sissy drink on Coronation Street! Major surprise of the night! lol No wait, it gets better. Anywho, after some drinks (for me, NOT for the driver, that would have been simply TOO scandalous) and some chit-chat, we got to talking about the Mont Royal... To which I will confesss, I had never been. So we took a nice long drive all the way up there to Beaver Lake, and decided to smoke a cigar lol (I know, I know, I'm gonna die. Boo hoo.) We light up our cigar, just as a dance group is clearing the stage... And guess who I see? My TEACHER :O! Now THAT was scandalous, I was a little embarrased to be caught smoking a cigar by a NURSE, but you know... I'll get over it. Anywho, after an hour or so of cigar smoking and some more chit-chat, we decided to head off to the ultimate late-nite eatery, Picasso's on St-Jacques (right beside PJ's, for those who aren't familiar with it) and had some yummy food. Then at 1:18AM, I headed inside, slipped on my new Microsoft shirt and went to bed in my freshly washed, 350 thread count, Egyptian cotton, PINK sheets. (ERIC: Hihi... Bascaron... :P)

So that's my life right now. I guess I need to find pics of the movie for y'all now...

What a hot painting lol.

Meeting at the baseball game... (You'd think she could pick a hotter guy though lol)

Anywho, the bitch is out! Love you's xoxox

^^ I survived the Anti-Christ ^^

2006-06-07T15:24:00.000-07:00

Hi-loo!

I should have posted this yesterday, but what can I say... I was lazy. And banned from using the internet. lol.

So, I spent my 06-06-06 (666) in a nice way, a way I'm sure Satan himself would have approved of. I slept in allllll the way till 2:30pm, then went to see The Omen at the Paramount (downtown) with my friend, then we went for some girly face product shopping, then had some great drinks and shisha at a great lounge on Bishop called the K Lounge who had the coolest bartender ever (I think his name was Chris... :S), then we went for some ultra amazing Pad-Thai and then, sadly, went our seperate ways. Sooo, I bet all you movie go-ers are dying to know... How was The Omen? Here's my humble opinion.

A good beginning, a steady almost slow pace plot and a terrifying ending, make this movie a 8.0/10 in my books. A great date movie, I think, because there ARE some long bits where nothing interesting happens, so... That's always a good thing for young couples sitting in the back row... Sigh, I miss that. Anywho, fragile hearts beware, there are a few *screams* moments... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! :D

Fuckin' scary little dude, man... Named Damien.

The nanny and Damien

Happy little family... Or is it?

Anywho, I have impatient readers (coughDavidcough),

Stephanie xoxox

Heyloo 8-)

2006-06-04T15:03:00.000-07:00

Heyloo all!

Last night, I went to one of my friend's house, and we had a girl's night in. We decided to make some carrot and ginger potage, then we watched cheaper by the dozen 2, with a very skinny looking Hilary Duff (pictures below), but of course, who can even STAND her before a good joint, right? So, before the movie, we went and smoked one lol. So that was my night. Now, I'm waiting for someone to come back online so I can see if I'm doing something tonight, and I'm listening to an incredibly corny song called "Unfaithful" by Rihanna. God, it's so... Argh. lol. Listen to it, and you'll understand where I'm coming from.

2005 ......................................................................................... 2004

Also, I need to rant a little about how much men PISS ME OFF. Everytime I make a "date", whether if it's with a friend for coffee, or with a more-than-friend for dinner, it's always postponed, cancelled or the idiot is LATE. I mean, I know playing hard-to-get is like... the cool thing to do, but me, it just PISSES ME OFF :@. So, if any of you dudes are reading this, understand how annoyed I am, and BE ON TIME! God, ranting with an audience is fun :D lol.

Anywho, the bitch is out,
Stephanie xoxox

Hi-dee-ho!

2006-06-03T13:36:00.000-07:00

Hello faithful readers, and welcome to the 8th installement of my wonderful blog-posting-extravaganza!!! lol. Good mood, much? Yes, very much! Just blasting the techno in my ears, and thinking about what to write. Also, I need to apologize to all my daily readers, who were probably saddened by yesterday's lack of posting. I was sort of a little/a lot um... under the weather, shall we call it?, last night when I got home. I went straight to bed, and woke up today at 1:45PM lol. So, again, sorry. Mmmmm chicken. Ha, sorry my mom is watching the food network. lol

Anywho, today is a very non-gossip, non-ranting/raving day. Nothing is capturing my attention much lately... OOOOOOOH! A piece of LINT! Oops, sorry. Back to my post. Right, so not much is going on. So meh. I guess I'll let y'all go, and come back when I actually have something to post about.

Oh, I got my fourth reader request, and I feel that it's gonna be a longgggg post, and I need a second opinion (aka Eric) to complete it. It's gonna be big. It might take a while though, because I'm just THAT lazy. lol

Have a nice day, people!
Stephanie xoxox

Just for David

2006-06-01T17:56:00.000-07:00

Here's my third request:

Stephanie: Muaha! Eric'sTinkerbell says:
sure you dont have a request for my blog?
David ® &WhenILookBackNow... K BaHHHHH says:
clubbin

Hmmmm... How specific. So, here's the direction I'm taking this:

1- Good music
2- Good drugs
3- Pictures

1- A good clubbing experience would not be complete without the perfect auditory phenomenon, commenly known as good music. Techno is usually the appropriate choice, for it has a good beat to dance to (or more like stumble around to), it's loud, and it's addictive. I know first hand that techno music is addictive because I was introduced by none other than David himself. Good choices of songs include:
-Any song by Benny Benassi
-California Dreamin' by the Royal Gigolos
-Castles in the sky by Ian Van Dahl
-Extasy by DJ Tiesto
and many more amazingly addictive beats.

2-A good night clubbing is rarely complete without at least ONE recreational drug going on. For the purpose of this paragraph, alcohol is now considered a drug.
-Alcohol: Makes one feel wobbly, giggly, and all around happy!
-Marijuana: Also known as pot or weed... Marijuana is just a good party drug. It makes you feel kinda goofy, kinda cool, and it's a known aphrodisiac. A great mix, for a great party!
-Extasy: A new discovery of mine, extasy, also known as E or X, is a drug that heightens your senses. Sound and touch mostly. You feel everything more intensly, and this is when the amazing beat of techno comes along. You can almost SEE the music, making extasy a good party drug.
-Others: Don't know lol

Pictures!

See, now that's just FUNNY!

Anywho, I have to let Eric hack into my blog now. I'll post my fourth request later!

Stephanie xoxox

P.S Here's a pic I slipped in here for Eric... It has SOMETHING to do with clubbing lol

Just for Eric (Britney...)

2006-06-01T13:20:00.000-07:00

My very own, SECOND, reader request within 24 hours:

-=-3r!c-=- a lil more ... Blogging ' XD says:
can i make a request for your blog
Stephanie: Muaha! Eric'sTinkerbell says:
sure
-=-3r!c-=- a lil more ... Blogging ' XD says:
Where the Britney?
-=-3r!c-=- a lil more ... Blogging ' XD says:
lol

Soooo, here I go on a quest for some Britney gossip and pictures.

First of all, the gossip:

-She's pregnant with her second child. No due date has been announced.
-Her new nanny, is a MANny. And quite cute.
-K-Fed, her husband, sucks (not that this is news to ANYONE)

For more Britney gossip, read Eric's blog daily. (www.riv3rside.blogspot.com)

Now, the pictures.

Britney doing what Britney does best, being half-naked.

Now, she's BOTTOM-naked. Sigh, I'm beginning to see a pattern here...

Britney now ALL naked! Wow... lol

Anything for a scandal, huh?

Pregnant with baby number one, Sean Preston

Second pregnancy pics on my second blog post, I believe.

Anywho, there you go, Eric! Voila, la Britney!

Sigh, any MORE requests?

Stephanie

Just For Josh (sensitive eyes, abstain)

2006-05-31T19:48:00.000-07:00

My very own, very first, reader request:

Choco - says:
where's the nudity? :(

To honour your request, voila, the nudity!

First photo: michealsanville.com

Second photo: lisaboylephotography.com

Third and last photo: carlmautz.com

You're welcome, Josh!

Now, I'm really out, Stephanie xoxox

Has this ever happened to you...?

2006-05-31T19:09:00.000-07:00

Have you ever had one of those... DUH moments when you figure out what seems like your entire life? A moment when everything is so clear. Well, shoot me, maybe it was the drugs, but yesterday, my entire life made sense. I finally figured out what I need to do with my life. It's been around for a while, this feeling I have, but it's like I had an ephiphany... To say like my dear Seth Cohen "EU-FREAKIN'-REKA"!!! So here's the fruit of my reflexion.

I think that:

a) Men are caca. So no more caca, I mean men. Like David said to me today, men don't have much regard for us women's feelings. All they want is what they can get without a ring or commitement. They don't want babies, pillow talk and waking up with you... They want to fake-make-babies, dirty talk and to fall asleep on top of you.

b) Serious relationships are soooo caca. No more of those either. I just need to have fun and be free and careless. I'm young, I wanna live it up, go out, go clubbing, be me! See, I recently enbarked on what I now know was a mission: impossible, and see how that ended? Not goodly. So why should I get into a relationship knowing that, in the end, one of us is going to end heart-broken. Plus, in most cases, I'M the one who's all sad, so, I'm basically only protecting myself!

Anywho, I just thought I would share my thoughts with y'all, to see if I'm the only frustrated lesbian out there. Probably not.

The bitch is out with one final statement:

Ok, maybe two lol

Stephanie xoxoxo

Hot and sticky

2006-05-31T13:32:00.000-07:00

Bonjour les amigos!

Today has been tiring, annoying and gay. I had a medical this morning for a job I might get.
Not many rants and or raves this afternoon.

Rants:

-This WEATHER!! It's currently 39 degrees with the humidex! That's PATHETIC!!!

Raves:

-Sleeping in. I miss it. :(

That's all for now, biotches!
Stephanie xoxox

Hot weather sucks lol

2006-05-29T14:35:00.000-07:00

Hola biotches!

Today has been slowgoing, not much to do. Just got off the phone with a good friend.

Rants:

-This weather!!! It's fuckin' 28 degrees outside right now. Ick. I hate it. I want it to be 10-15 again :'(

-My dentist's assistant. It took her 5 minutes of poking and riping to get my stitches out (I got my wisdom teeth pulled out last week)

-Got admit it, Eric... Those leather leggings were prettyyyyyy ugly. (Worn by Lindsay Lohan)

Raves:

-I passed all my classes this semester!!! Oooooh yeah!

-Congrats to Anna on getting engaged. Good luck with married life! (For pictures and more info, read Eric's blog, here ---> www.riv3rside.blogspot.com)

-Lip gloss. Don't you love it?! I do. I have gotta own at least 20 of them. All so shiny and yummy tasting! lol (I know, major randomness... Shoot me, I probably have heat stroke!)

Images of the day:

-I just found pretty pictures of celebs that are currently pregnant (and/0r just popped a nouveau baby ---> Get it?! Shiloh NOUVEL? hihi)

Shiloh Nouvel Jolie-Pitt's mother out with adopted son Maddox on Mother's Day and looking about ready to burst in a quite icky purple shirt lol

Britney's new baby bump

Gwen Stefani who just delivered Kingston James on May 26th (my mommy's bday!)

I couldn't find a good pic, but former Spice Girl, Geri (the redhead) just had a little girl on May 14th, named *brace yourselves* Bluebell.

And finally, a pic of "big as a home" Katie Holmes (ha) before she had little girl Suri on April 18th.

I'm soooo obssessed with pregnant women! lol

Anywho, have a nice evening y'all!
Your favorite bithchin' bitch,
Stephanie xoxox

First blog post

2006-05-28T19:35:00.000-07:00

Hey guys, welcome to my demented little world. The only reason this little place exists is because I needed an account to post on my friend's blog (my number one biotch, Eric) and I figured I might as well utilize this little piece of Internet paradise I can call my own. Anywho, the whole way I'm gonna write this thing, is I'm gonna divide my post into two. My rants, and my raves. Somedays I'll have more rants, somedays I'll have more raves, but I hope that none the less, you can relate to me and my fucked up little world.

My rants du jour:

~Namibia's National Angelina Jolie day? Um, no. How about someone IMPORTANT getting a day? Like... I dunno who lol but anyone but HER.

~Oh yeah, Angelina had her baby. Woo hoo. Shiloh Nouvel Jolie-Pitt. Ick. What kind of name is that? What IS it with celebrities nowadays? Why can't they use NORMAL names like... I dunno? STEPHANIE?! Here's what the oh so great Eric had to say about this:
-=-3r!c-=- a lil more ... Blogging ' XD says:
shiloh nouvel wtf r they on crack or something?
Exactly my thoughts, Eric, exactly my thoughts. Pass me some of that Vicodin, won't cha?

~Reading Eric's blog, reminded me... Why are people so skinny?! I mean, no one's hidding it, I'm no small chick, but who care's? It's not hard girls! It's called CHEW, SWALLOW, REPEAT! Oh, and don't pull a "Stupid Girls" on us, no puking either!

~What is with guys? Why do they feel HONKING me down is gonna get them somewhere. Here I am walking on Newman, heading back to the metro, and some guy asks me for my lighter, and my number lol, and then these two guys just drive by, and honk! Um, NO?!

~Was I the only one who thought about how much prom SUCKED?! Especially with the CSLness going on... Why did I spend 600 dollars on a dress? Did it make it suck less? NO! If any of CSL's future graduates are reading this... Um, two words. DON'T GO!!!

~My french manicure. Ever try typing with long nails? Not easy!

My raves du jour:

~Eric's blog (www.riv3rside.blogspot.com)

~My humanities teacher, Jacynthe. She rox! (P.S I passed lol)

~Vodka. No matter how gross it tastes going down, no one can deny it's "getting you drunk fast" properties. I love it.

~Going out at 3AM to see your friend's boyfriend. I want one too! lol... Hmm, maybe those honking dudes? NOT!!!

~Hot dogs! I had them for dinner and boy, oh boy are they yummy. Who cares if no one knows what's in em?! Mmmmm racoon... oops :P

~Da Vinci Code. I know it's getting mixed reviews but I loved it!!!

~Added on third edit: So you think you can dance is back! Three words for you: FUCK YOU! Um... EXCLAMATION POINT is the third word, um ya!!! LMAO

Anywho, it's past my bed time! (1AM lol) So I'll post again soon!
Your favorite biotch, Stephanie xoxox