get your own copy here.
last nite at band practise i tried to convince everyone that i do not get drunk off of hard liquor and fil in the background was all PFFFFFFFFFFT!
we had to sing this song in grade four for some spring festival. it’s from les miserables.
There is a castle on a cloud,
I like to go there in my sleep,
Aren’t any floors for me to sweep,
Not in my castle on a cloud.
There is a room that’s full of toys,
There are a hundred boys and girls,
Nobody shouts or talks too loud,
Not in my castle on a cloud.
There is a lady all in white,
Holds me and sings a lullabye,
She’s nice to hear and she’s soft to touch,
She says “Cosette, I love you very much.”
I know a place where no one’s lost,
I know a place where no one cries,
Crying at all is not allowed,
Not in my castle on a cloud.
picture stolen from true
raymi.
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a chat with raymi’s mum
raymi says:
should i get a tattoo on my neck or my bottom lip pierced
Tracey says:
neither
raymi says:
choose one
Tracey says:
honour thy body
raymi says:
whatever
raymi says:
choose one
Tracey says:
don’t put a tattoo on your neck you will so regret it later
raymi says:
no i wont
raymi says:
how about i get your name with a lightning bolt
Tracey says:
only if its in an inconspicious area
raymi says:
the front of my neck and then ill get your face too
Tracey says:
you don’t want to do this
Tracey says:
its permanent
Tracey says:
stains the body
raymi says:
i will get a blythe doll
raymi says:
and my hair can hide it
raymi says:
we both know that i am never going to work in an office so what does it matter
Tracey says:
why do you want to mar your virgin angel body?
raymi says:
because i am bored
raymi says:
im gonna go get it done right now
raymi says:
want to come and watch
Tracey says:
be different, stay tat and pierce free
Tracey says:
no, I’m not going to watch you have to find better outlets for your boredom
Tracey says:
take that money and join ********’s gym
raymi says:
nah, if i have a piercing it will destract people from my fatness
Tracey says:
weights,classes, sauna hottub
raymi says:
boring
Tracey says:
it will energize you and make you feel even more confident
Tracey says:
builds muscle and natural endorphins
raymi says:
ok thanks i dont need anymore advice
Tracey says:
what else do you want to discuss then?
Tracey says:
Do you love fil?
Tracey says:
what is the meaning of love to you?
Tracey says:
by the way, in fifteen minutes, I’m going to watch Dr.fil
raymi says:
why do you ask gay questions
Tracey says:
boredom
raymi says:
dr phil can go doctor fuck himself
Tracey says:
trying to get into my daughter’s head
Tracey says:
you feeling angry these days?
raymi says:
always
i have to go buy fil a stupid gay belated anniversary card and i will make it be as obnoxious as possible, you don’t even know.
last nite after watching house of worst movie ever we watched the last episode of huff and i swear i will fucking kill myself if there isn’t another season!
anyway, house of wax was baaaad. the typical you stay here in this creepy fucked up house while i go outside and investigate that spooky noise you heard and person you saw staring at us through the window thing happened. paris hilton is a terrible actress and not even in an enjoyable way.
in the special features they have the cast sitting on a couch watching their blooper reel and behind the scenes footage and so they’re like LOOK AT ME HERE IS WHEN I FALL ON MY ASS and then they howl and cackle at themselves and talk over everything you want to see and pay attention to.
RAAAAAAAAAAAAH! $#@*^%$#! R@HJC#V!
i can’t even go ahead and ruin this movie for you ‘cos somebody already went and did that for me.
October 31, 2005
fil and i had a fancy dinner in port credit. we ate elk and duck and ostrich i think and bull as well. the elk was fuckin smoked and i felt like i was eating a fresh human’s organ or something. ik. i tried to ruin everything by bringing up a sensitive issue. when the waitress brought us our wine and showed us the bottle like they do in fancy joints i wanted to make a comment like oh how nice but all i could think of was OH HOW PRETENTIOUS so i didn’t say anything.
like alcoholics give a fuck about what their bottles of wine look like.
BITCH OPEN IT AND POUR IT DOWN MY GODDAMN THROAT!
we rented house of wax and are about to watch it so be sure to tune in tomorrow folks for my full amazingly intelligent synopsis of it.
paris hilton, what a star!
