I think everyone should take a moment to remember that the english language isn't the standard, and isn't even consistant, or nearly as old as alot of the other languages that are still in existance, I don't take the time to care about the english language because I don't see why I should...oh because I'll get a job, oh well I have a job as a board member at the dalhousie womyn center, and they aren't all white supremists so they can understand the concept of "english not being the standard language" I can say alot of things in english, and spell fairly well, lets so some of you spell one thing in ogie cree. if you live in canada it's a damn shame you can speak french, but not the langauge of the people that the land was originally inhabitated by. (for those of you who don't know ogie cree is a native tribe, I'm just cree but lived on an ogie cree reserve) so there's a little lesson in life. and the moral of the story is...english is not the standard, and if you can read what I am writing then good enough. this isn't fucking grammar class, I don't come on here to show off my grammar skills. (1. because it's not grammar class, 2 because I ain't got none grammar skills)
so now that business is taken care of, My other best friend derek just hopped in town yesterday, I met him last summer, I hand washed his sleeping bag for him last summer. anyways so I was hanging out with him from 3 in the afternoon to 2 in the morning, that's 11 hours of being around someone, and I managed to still like him by the end of it. oh we went to gus's pub like last night, and we got I.D.ed gus's pub fucking loves me! and I didn't bring my I.D. so I got bounced, and so did the rest of them because this girl derek was with told the bar tender to go the fuck away. smooth. but then we went to mitch's house and hung out there. but what else did we do, drank a bit, laughed, derek told me all these hilarious stories, I guess he almost got sucked under a train. it's hard to explain, and unless you've ever train hopped before, it's just not going to make sense. but anyways. that was my day yesterday. oh right that and suffereing from chronic menstral cramps. gah, but I will talk to you all later
so now that business is taken care of, My other best friend derek just hopped in town yesterday, I met him last summer, I hand washed his sleeping bag for him last summer. anyways so I was hanging out with him from 3 in the afternoon to 2 in the morning, that's 11 hours of being around someone, and I managed to still like him by the end of it. oh we went to gus's pub like last night, and we got I.D.ed gus's pub fucking loves me! and I didn't bring my I.D. so I got bounced, and so did the rest of them because this girl derek was with told the bar tender to go the fuck away. smooth. but then we went to mitch's house and hung out there. but what else did we do, drank a bit, laughed, derek told me all these hilarious stories, I guess he almost got sucked under a train. it's hard to explain, and unless you've ever train hopped before, it's just not going to make sense. but anyways. that was my day yesterday. oh right that and suffereing from chronic menstral cramps. gah, but I will talk to you all later
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Sorry about the cramps. That sucks so bad when they won't go away.
What is the name of your band and do you guys have any mp3s we could listen to?
Peace!