A Rush Of Blood To The Head

Happy Birthday to me and breck!!!!
Shan

Wishes on a birthday...

Well it's not exactly my birthday but close a freakin nough. I hate birthdays...sure for the 4 months before my actual birthday, it's all I can talk about and I get all giddy and think it's going to be the best day ever. Then something happens and I just start getting sad, disapointed...all that. It's not only the age factor...but it's everything that goes along with it. People who you wish were here...can't be. Spending your time planning this event that will never live up to what you want it to be. I've been acting selfish when it comes to my birthday...I want everyone to be there and to be having a fun time...I wanted my birthday to be the birthday that everyone talks about for the next week or so...selfishness. So instead of moping...I've been thinking...I have 5 birthday wishes...

1. That I and whoever else comes, whether it be for 5 minutes or the whole day...has a good time. Lots of laughs and smiles.
2. That the people who can't come are successful in the reason they couldn't come (tests, work, money).
3. That I stop being so damn selfish...

Ok that's only 3...that's good enough. New plan...fun on birthday...no matter what...no drunk tears...no inside bitterness or disapointment. Sorry sad and bitter...you're not invited to this partay...that's right PAR-TAY.
Shan

Ok...drama somewhat over now...still waiting out for someone to talk to my face instead of behind my back...actually, I'm not holding my breath.

ANYWAYS...I went shop-crazy this week and bought a bunch of stuff for my trip...new kicks, pjs, book, travel wallet. I'm giddy.

Birthday coming up soon and lots of people asking me what I want...I just need stuff for my trip...can't decide then? How bout some euro or british pounds...even if it's like 5 bucks...if you want to get me something...that's what I need...anyways...that's all I got...life is boring but good.

Welcome home susie fitz!
Shan

Stories from a slut...

Last night, I was called a slut. A real "fucking whore"/slut...for ABSOLUTELY NO REASON. Just wanted everyone to know that. Why do people who DO NOT know me, feel the need to be completely childish? Maybe the problem should have been taken out on the right person.
Shan

I hate dreams...they are such an effing tease. I dreamt last night I won a brand new jeep and I was struggling with the dilemma of selling the jeep or keeping it. In the dream, I still didn't drive so it was realistic. All I wanted to do was keep the jeep so I could have a brand new car for when I did start to drive BUT if I sold the jeep, I could pay off my credit cards, have money for school and my trip. I was in a pickle all night. When I woke up this morning, the first thing I did was check how much my jeep would cost. I had won a jeep wrangler so I logged onto jeep.ca and found out I could make around $16,000 (us) which exchanges into $21,400. So obviously, I would sell it and buy a cheaper car...I don't need a jeep...someday I will, but not today. SO...I could pay off my credit cards, pay for a couple of years of school, bring a lot of money on trip AND get a car. WOO HOO. OH WAIT...IT'S NOT REAL
Shan

Alright...it's been awhile.

Last night, I saw the greatest band. Style wise, it reminds me of Neil Young. He's great. Matt Mays and El Torpedo rocked the socks off of the Wave last night. I plan to become a wild groupie and live life for them. It was a packed house and we all throughly enjoyed them...especially Janelle ;)

Europe is a done deal baby. I booked the time off yesterday...booking the ticket when my income tax cheque comes in...it's freaking awesome. We're leaving Halifax on either the 25th or the 26th of July...flying into London...couple of days in London...then off to Amsterdam for 2 days of the "high life"...Belgium for a day for some chocolate...next is Germany for some beer and sausages...then Switzerland (where I hope to go rafting)...Italy for a few days...then the coast line of France (monte carlo, nice, cannes) and then to Paris for a couple of days to live the fashion life. We get back to London and then take off for ABERDEEN to visit dear Tash...hopefully back in Halifax on August 26th-ish. YAH!!! I'm very giddy.
Shan

I just saw the greatest movie...50 First Dates was freakin great. First of all, I love Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore...especially together ala Wedding Singer. So this was sweet. The concept of the movie (which I am sure everyone knows) is that Lucy (drew) has no short term memory and Henry (adam) has to make her fall in love with him everyday. That would be so awesome. I need someone to knock some of my screws loose...yes...so this thing can happen to me. OK...maybe not that far. Anyways, I loved it and now I'm listening to the Beach Boys waiting for Prince Charming
Shan

Picture this:
Sitting in the Metro Center in Halifax, it's about 5am. You look around and you see a large man in a blue plaid shirt reading a science fiction novel. He holds the book at arms length and appears to be reading out loud to himself. All of a sudden he puts a serious face on and with a booming voice begins to sing..."I DON'T EVER WANT TO FEEL LIKE I DID THAT DAY....TAKE ME TO THE PLACE I LOVE...TAKE ME ALL THE WAY...".

That was for you Janetters...I'm drinking at the Gallant mansion in the poetic Mermaid right now and unfortunately I have to go give Breck a noogie.
Shan

Well...

I haven't posted in awhile...Idol was amazing...I got through a couple of rounds...I'm sick right now and have no real ambition to post lately so that's the end of my story
:(
Shan