well I keep seeing shit outta the corner of my eye and it creeps me out, cuz it's always coming outta my parents bedroom whatever it is....

I don't know about anyone else but I believe in ghosts and spirits, and I keep getting this really strong feeling that my great uncle is around somewhere.  I keep getting the same feeling I got just before I found out that he had passed away.  It's thanksgiving it's uncle roberts day today.  So it would make sense that he would show up. 

why am I here?

Why do guys find me attractive? I think I'm rather ugly, but guys it seems find me sexy or so they say..... and some of these men are actually pretty fine looking themselves.

that is all

I've decided to recreate my space here.  No one reads it, or so it seems, so it seems like a safe place to post my midnight ramblings, that sometimes make no sense what so ever.

So here goes.  I was thinking today, about life and the meaning of life, when I thought to question the belief that we're taught at a young age, about life after death, and I wondered, what if it's all a big lie?  What if there is no afterlife, and here we are living the good life, all in vain?

I dunno, just something I thought of.

Wow I haven't written in here in ages.  I'm moving out of Brampton at the end of September.  I'm going to be staying with my parents for two weeks until I can get a place of my own.  I'm nervous, what if I fail up there like I have down here?  I don't know anymore. I don't have much to pack up thank goodness. but I feel so nervous.

ok ok, I admit it that I go to those cheesy puckbunny forums to read whats goin on in the OHL these days..... lol, plus it makes for some pretty good reading, I was browsing one this morning and found this!!!!!!  I nearly had a heart attack from laughing so much!!!!

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Here's some quick knowledge we've gathered here and there,

Most guys out there are players, only a few care

They think they're superior, they think they're the shit,

They know they can have anyone, genius or twit

But here's a good lesson to those who've been let down

Get quiet revenge, strip the king of his crown

Throw them a curveball, flirt from afar

Get his attention, then get in his car

Play the game as you see right

Even if it takes up most of the night

Lead him on and string him along

They always do it, so it can't be that wrong

Play it very smoothly, and act like you care

Smile at his buddies, give them the stare

When the players get played, life is fair

Tempt him and tease him, see how far he'll go

See what he does when he hears the word "no"

Throw him out after he thinks that he's in

Take it from us, it gives their heads a spin

Call him a scum, a dirt and a whore

Then escort him out the door

From then on and there, grab his attention again

Play with the boys who will never be men

Smile sweetly and raise your brows

Embarass him horribly, 'til home come the cows

For your presence will remind him he's not so hot

Cause you are the girl he never got.