I just want to hide with a big bottle of painkiller and not come out of my hole till i get better.

My jaw keeps locking and feels like it keeps slipping out of its joint, as well as the fact that i clench my teeth a lot.

Both wrists are now braced since i got tendonitis in both of them. Going to the physio to see if there's anything i can do.

My knee hurts.

I keep getting burnt at school.

I got arc flashed yesterday at school.

My back keeps getting sore.

I'm so broken.

Jesus Christ, that was one of the cutest movies EVER.

Took one FUCKING long bus trip (four buses and a train), most of it I was alone and confused since I had NO idea where to go, but MattTheParanoidKat met me at the train station and we went from there.

So lah de dah, I watch him play Megaman 2 on his cell (much jealousy) while I continue asking him when we'd get there, lol Surrey sucks.

We get to the movie LATE, so we miss the first 10 minutes or so. But it was fairly empty for a 3:45 showing on a Saturday.

But goddamn, I want to see it again. Damn you Hazao Miyazaki for making such awesome films.

After the movie, we ate foods (I WANTED A TRANSFORMERS TOY TO DESTROY, NOT SOME STUPID ELECTRONIC FIGURE SKATING POS GAME), then we played some shooting games and a couple rounds of air hockey. Matt thought he had his drink, which he drank some, then I pointed out that it wasn't his drink.

LOL MATT YOU GOT AIDS, BRO.

Then I did what he did to me back when we first met, and that was run my ass off and bail. :3

FUN WAS HAD.

So it's week two of my welding course. We've moved from doing dinky projects with grinders, hacksaws, and drill presses and moved onto the fun shit.

Fun shit being oxyfuel/oxy-acetylene cutting.

You know what that means?

FIRE! :3 And molten steel.

Much fun. :D No asploding, so I'm still awake and burn-free so far. Got black boogers though due to the smoke that comes off the burning acetylene.

And I'm doing awesome cuts without a lot of excess slag (molten metal) sticking to the bottom of the plate. I'M THAT COOL. :3

eta: I cut out that heart today BY MYSELF AND SHIT AND FIRE AND OOOOOOH PURTY!

I rented this movie, as well as a movie called "Them" (which I'm watching tomorrow at some point), on the recommendation that I dip my feet before seeing Martyrs (a movie cast had shown through Stickam that I've been meaning to watch).

The French are seriously fucked up when it comes to horror movies.

Inside is about a woman named Sarah, whose significant other Matthieu was killed in a car crash she got them in. She's pretty much at the end of her pregnancy, so you see her with a large belly and scars that she obtained from the crash.

This crazy bitch ass lady comes to her house, demanding to be let in, and after that, all hell breaks loose.

This is seriously fucked up, but it's so fucking awesome.

I blame cast.

oh yeah and 16k posts WOO

They're conspiring against me.

They want me to cut my hair. They are adamant about it.

I don't want that. I am FURIOUS that they want to.

It would be their birthday present for me--chop off my locks, put makeup on, and drag me to a lounge to "flaunt off my new look", which is, I think, to go pick up guys or some stupid shit.

I don't want to take part in this at all. I LOVE my hair. I've grown it out for 3 and a half years. If I wanted it cut, I would have cut it AGES ago. I don't care if I have split ends--it's my own bloody hair, and it's mine to do what I want with it.

"But it'll look so much better! YOU GOTTA TAKE A FEW INCHES OFF, IT'S ONLY HAIR".

Only hair to you.

One of the few attractive things I find about myself, something I pride myself in doing (I have a problem with keeping things the same when it comes to my hair--I get antsy about dying my hair if it's been more than 6 months since I've had a different colour). I don't see why they have to throw a fucking bitchfit about MY hair.

No wonder I don't like hanging out with them anymore. :/ They forget about my birthday, don't bother making contact with me, hassle me about making a Facebook account, and made me feel bad in high school.

Why fucking bother anymore.

If the barbeque on Sunday is a way of them trying to force me to get my hair cut, I'm severing contact. I'm not joking. It fucking PISSES me off that they've taken up a cause that I don't see as being just.

Just for that, I'm going to hold off on ever cutting my hair to spite them.

:3

You can't deny the awesomeness of Total Recall, and of the music in the background of The Last Resort.

Come on, don't tell me you don't think of three-boobed hookers when you hear this song. Or just huge amounts of sleazyness.

mm, fuck, I need to watch this movie again.

Total Recall has the best soundtrack EVER.

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My cell phone provider really isn't making a case for me wanting to stay with them. Seriously.

I recently (like this morning) got my spending cap taken off, seeing as I pay my bills on time and in full. I got a phone call/voicemail about 40 minutes ago saying that (my name, wtf recording..) I was $10 away from hitting my spending cap.

...

The spending cap I was taken off of?
IS IT STILL THERE? GODDAMN YOU, SOLO MOBILE AND YOUR FUCKING PARENT COMPANY BELL.

So I try calling their call centre, and the CALL CENTRE IS CLOSED. GRRRR, GODDAMN CANADA DAY.

So I'm going to the mall (was planning on it, anyways), and there's a Solo Mobile booth there. Going to SHOVE MY BILL IN THEIR FACE AND ASK WTF IS GOING ON.
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

While I was driving home from teh Home Depots wif my daddy dearest, I was a few cars behind the first car at the light. So we get the green light, we start going, and WHOOSH, CYCLIST ALMOST GETS CREAMED.

WTF, CYCLIST. No helmet, just ZOOM DISREGARD THE FUCKING RULES I'M A CYCLIST.

Vancouver has a MASSIVE problem with cyclists. Most of them don't give a shit about road rules--they have to obey rules as they are vehicles ON THE ROAD. They have to stop at stop signs, they have to yield to pedestrians at pedestrian-controlled lights, they have to stay in their lane.

Nope, no they don't. They can TAKE UP A LANE WITH FOUR OF THEM SIDE BY SIDE. They can NOT WEAR HELMETS. They can NOT WEAR REFLECTIVE GEAR AT NIGHT. They can SWERVE ALL OVER THE ROAD. They can GO THROUGH RED LIGHTS AND GET HIT BY CARS. They can PEDAL REAL SLOW AND GET IN THE WAY.

I don't hate all cyclists--there are ones that follow the rules, that wear helmets, that don't go through red lights. But Vancouver is far from being a bike-friendly city, even though we have a bazillion bike lanes, trails, bike shops, whatever.

Just some fucking retarded ignorant IDIOTS WHO ARE OUT THERE AND THEY SUE PEOPLE IN CARS WHEN IT'S THEIR FUCKING FAULT THEY GET BRAIN DAMAGE FROM NOT BEING VISIBLE AT NIGHT AND NOT WEARING A FUCKING HELMET GODDAMN I HATE PEOPLE SO BAD.

Oh, happy Canada Day.

you all must eat

So yeah, new things have happened!

I got into the welding course I applied for, and was waitlisted for. I start late late July, and if you hear about a polytech in BC exploding, you'll know it was me. :D

Due to said course, I'll have to cut my hours down to weekends at work. Less money, but meh. :) It'll eventually be easier to ease out of that job, anyways.

I'm starting up on Undergrads again--fucking awesome show, all should watch. >:(

Starting up on Batman graphic novels--fucking awesome, all should read. >:(

I really hate my cellphone, and I really hate my provider. I'd switch, but that would mean I'd have to sacrifice doing other things, so I'll keep my phone for now. And I'll continue cursing it for being failface.

My life otherwise is boring.

woohoo

Creepy but lovely video.

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