this is what fil and i’s wedding reception will be like don’t copy it! oh my god i only lasted 1 minute of watching that.

embarrassing quote much?

story time!

soooooo last week i went on a shopping adventure at oakville place (the most retarded mall you will ever experience, every person in there dresses like they were barfed up from the hills, buzznet and myspace and they look you, well ME, up and down and it makes me really uncomfortable so i find myself always jogging, literally not walking as fast as i can through that fucking place).

actually this story is not about my shopping adventure at all, it’s about my returning a necklace adventure to a store i’m not mentioning anymore (no more free advertising) and then i stopped in at hmv to see if they had the royal tenenbaums (i have a gift card) so instead of combing the disorganized dvd section i went straight to this platinum blond little chick and asked if they had it she whisks me over to a computer, they don’t have it but she offers to look up which hmv does so i say ok and wait starting to sweat a teensy bit cos fil is out in his car like your dad with zero patience and i already returned the necklace and time is a ticking (he has a hair appt. to get to) anyway she’s clicking away in good form and THEN this fuzzy ponytail guy who also works at hmv (bad fuzzy with grease too and 3 inch dark roots w/ blond hair) comes up to her and says can i check something real quick? and she looks at me and my face is blank waiting to see if she pussies out and lets ponytail NERD take over (meanwhile there are 4 other empty computers beside her) and so he clicks clicks clicks and i am staring at him with all of my might and he is ignoring me as best he can cos he knows i am trying to bore a hole through his face, then he’s finished and goes away to his customer (whom i made a point to give cut-eye to as well) (ps. HIS customer looked like a pile of loser just saying i didn’t understand what the big deal was to interrupt an employee who was already serving a customer who at least made an effort appearance-wise) and they shuffle away a bit then the blond who is serving me goes back to the computer scrolling scrolling then i say WELL THAT WAS RUDE and she shakes her head agreeing with me and i say in sarcastic voice like i am already fucking serving someone here and she nods and says there are five copies at the hmv superstore i say ok where is that she says i don’t know it’s like IN TORONTO. oh ok thanks bye.

fuck oakville.

them (cokevillians) checking me out hard makes me uncomfortable ONLY because their world view/bubble is so tiny they think their style is original so when someone from the outside world strolls through it boggles them to pieces and they are flashing photographs in their head of your outfit to go home and copy it, the 13 year olds do at least.

oakvillian in urbandictionary read 4 and 5 hahahahahha.

pictures of the day go to: jen!