so the guys at the morgue can identify the bodies...

well...wasnt my holiday craptacular, I might sound ungreatful, but i never get what i truly want for christmas. My parents always ask me to write a list of what i want but whats the point? they never get me anything on the list, if they do its always the cheapest thing that i just thought of putting on there at the last second. Im not gonna bother next year. Theres alot of stuff i could say but im afraid peering eyes will look at this and be like 'what the fuck?'
My new years was another story. I went to London with the boyfriend and his 2 friends. First we ended up putting all our stuff at his friend matts house. We broke in by the way cuz his friends were too slow at comming home to let us in. So my bf got in through the kitchen window. So we sat and drank there for about an hour or so and waited until some other people showed up. oh yeah i have to mention the fact that it was a bitch getting alcohol from at lcbo on new years eve. I had to wait like 20 mins to friggin get 4 bottles of smirnoff triple black. so anyways after we waited around we went to some hotel to drink in their friends hotel room. they told us we couldnt get in (front desk) unless u had a pink bracelet band or somehting. so we went back outside until the guy who had a hotel room came out the back door and let us in. SO there we all were sitting and drinking for like a couple of hours and i was wondering when the hell we were gona go to the bars. But fortunately brads friend matt's girlfriend gillian was there to talk to. (total sweetheart, we got along well) then we finally got a cab to GT's. It was a pretty big bar, me and gillian went to get coat check and we hit the bar,had like 2 shots of jellyrancher and she bought me a gin and tonic. Then we tried to find our beaus, we looked everywhere and we found them on the deck outside. after that its kinda a blur. heh heh. gillian pulled me outta the conversation i was having with some of the guys and we went on the dance floor to get our groove on. a couple of guys were trying to get with us and grab our asses so we decided to get the hell outta there.
after a few more shots we decided to leave after the countdown. it was butal where the dance floor was, talk about clausterphobia.
then we got walkin down the street with everyone. then i gots a ringin on the cell phone- it was sheri at a party wishin me a happy newyear. then she gave the phone to tyler (a friend from highschool) and i wished him a happy new year. THEN brad got all jealous cuz he was like 'who was that on the phone' and im like 'tyler' and then hes like 'whos tyler' and then he fucked off down the street. it pissed me off that he wouldnt trust me so i was walkin with his friend and we were trying to find a cab, which it took us soooooo long to get. then i think i was walkin down the street by myself - well not by myself cuz his friends were around like 6 feet in front of me. then brad's like 'hey' but i still kept walkin. i turned around and gave him an "im pissed off" look. then he kinda reconcilied with me i think and i told him that tyler was just a guy from highschool. But that was the first time iv'e seen him really pissed off with me.
anyways after that we got outta the cab and got to mats house. watched a bit of tv and then decided to go to bed. there was nowhere to sleep but a laundry room on the floor, luckily i brought my sleeping bag and pillow and brad brought 2 blankets. we woke up at 10:30 and decided to head home. we stopped off at a wendys/tim hortons and ate. I wasnt feelin too good for fast food so i decided to get a turkey bacon club with a bottled water. I was sooooooo thirsty for water.
Brad dropped me off home and said he'd be back after he gota change of clothes for my parents holiday party they were having. Man i felt so bad to bring my bf to that thing. It was so frickin boring. I mean, its nice seein your relatives once in awhile but for that long of time and that many relatives, is enough to wanna put a fork through your eye.
Most my relatives are assholes, especially my grandmother who told me i was short like 3 times and my uncle who is kinda creepy cuz he complements u in a way that is really awkward. I was glad when the night was over.
I had stumbled upon a book that my brother has last night that was called "found" and its pretty much a scrap book that contains pictures, wills, letters and stuff that people find on the streets and in books etc. The finders send them in to this guy who actually puts this stuff together for people to read. There was this one thing that this guy found in his back yard - a deflated balloon with some string attached to it, and attached to the string was a note saying "i hope i pass 6th grade." Man i never find shit like that. this book has really opened my mind about stuff that i could find on the street. Its like looking into somebody's life but not knowing what had happened to the rest of their story. pic it up if you can find this book, it will entertain you for hours, i swear.
anyways i think i've written enough for one day.
happy new year everyone.