I needed something to write about. So I thought I would write about myself.
Basically an autobiography. I don't know why, it's probably the most self-consumed thing I could do, but I want to do it.
Anyways.
My name is Cailin. I am almost eighteen and that scares me a bit, seeing as I don't feel like it at all. I was always the person who would be like "I never want to grow up." But alas, I am. I am almost legally an adult. I can vote. I don't even care about politics. I think I need to be pushed a little in the right direction, because as of right now I seem to be floating. I don't know how else I can describe it. I'm almost done highschool too, and I know I should be all excited and anxious to go to university, but I'm not really. Maybe becuase I'm not going right next year. I'll get excited soon enough. *Edit.. It's been a week or so since I started to write this, and as of right now I have no more inspiration. This is my half finished, about me.. thing. Autobiography if you will.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
cold as numbers but let's dance.
This is just so compelling these days.
I wonder if anyone reads this. I put the link on my YouTube, so maybe someone actually does. If you are reading this, leave me a comment :)!
Hm.
I wonder if anyone reads this. I put the link on my YouTube, so maybe someone actually does. If you are reading this, leave me a comment :)!
Hm.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
i just can't keep away.
So I'm blogging again, what the hell?
I'm doing work right now though, but I can't help logging onto this stupid blog and writing pointless rambles out. Lame, I know. I just wanted to mention how retarded the weather here is right now, in Canada. About two or three weeks ago it snowed so much that the snow was almost up to my knees and now there is barely no snow at all. I can't say I mind, I'm not really a fan of winter anyways.
This was probably really boring to read, I'm sorry.
Oh, so I was just texting someone, and when I text I use T9, the easy way to type on cellphones, you know. I was trying to type "Hurry" and "guppy" came up. I understand that "guppy" and "hurry" are spelt on the same keys, but seriously who is going to use the word "guppy" before the word "hurry?"
Anyways. Back to being productive.
I'm doing work right now though, but I can't help logging onto this stupid blog and writing pointless rambles out. Lame, I know. I just wanted to mention how retarded the weather here is right now, in Canada. About two or three weeks ago it snowed so much that the snow was almost up to my knees and now there is barely no snow at all. I can't say I mind, I'm not really a fan of winter anyways.
This was probably really boring to read, I'm sorry.
Oh, so I was just texting someone, and when I text I use T9, the easy way to type on cellphones, you know. I was trying to type "Hurry" and "guppy" came up. I understand that "guppy" and "hurry" are spelt on the same keys, but seriously who is going to use the word "guppy" before the word "hurry?"
Anyways. Back to being productive.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
hello!
So I'm at school, in a study period. I have so much work to do, but no motivation to do it right now. I swear I can be productive, really!
I've been listening to Metric for the whole period. I'm glad Bryan is bringing his iPod over tonight so I can get the cd onto mine, along with some other good music. I guess I should tell you who Bryan is. We have a "thing" (heheheomggzzaweee). So if you don't know exactly what that means, you probably have an assumption, and your assumption is probably right. We like eachother. It's nice.
Anyways, I feel really awkward typing this, because I'm in a classroom with a whole bunch of people and anyone can look over at my monitor and see what I'm doing. For some reason, I like to keep my blogging kind of secretive. Not secretive really, but it's kind of a whole different "vibe" on the internet, if you know what I mean. Like, I wouldn't want my best friend reading my blog. I'm actually sort of a nerd if I think about it. Ah well.
I haven't blogge d in ages, I don't really know what to say. Which is why this entry is just a bunch of pointless rambles, but I guess that's what a blog is for, right? Nobody has to read it, if they don't want to. It gives me satisfaction.
So I guess I have nothing else to say that will be actually worthwhile.. OH! Except for the fact that I have a complete obsession with England, and British culture. I guess you could call me an Anglophile, I don't know. But the word obsession sounds kind of creepy, so uh, I have a fascination? You know what I mean.
Anyways. That's it for now. I will blog more later.
BYEEEEE.
I've been listening to Metric for the whole period. I'm glad Bryan is bringing his iPod over tonight so I can get the cd onto mine, along with some other good music. I guess I should tell you who Bryan is. We have a "thing" (heheheomggzzaweee). So if you don't know exactly what that means, you probably have an assumption, and your assumption is probably right. We like eachother. It's nice.
Anyways, I feel really awkward typing this, because I'm in a classroom with a whole bunch of people and anyone can look over at my monitor and see what I'm doing. For some reason, I like to keep my blogging kind of secretive. Not secretive really, but it's kind of a whole different "vibe" on the internet, if you know what I mean. Like, I wouldn't want my best friend reading my blog. I'm actually sort of a nerd if I think about it. Ah well.
I haven't blogge d in ages, I don't really know what to say. Which is why this entry is just a bunch of pointless rambles, but I guess that's what a blog is for, right? Nobody has to read it, if they don't want to. It gives me satisfaction.
So I guess I have nothing else to say that will be actually worthwhile.. OH! Except for the fact that I have a complete obsession with England, and British culture. I guess you could call me an Anglophile, I don't know. But the word obsession sounds kind of creepy, so uh, I have a fascination? You know what I mean.
Anyways. That's it for now. I will blog more later.
BYEEEEE.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
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