Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz

I got fucked by the student loan people and I bet that they weren't even hot. Frig, just when things are starting to get a little bit better than, BAM! something else fucks up. I am trying so hard to be like Job, but lately I have no faith in anything, not even myself. I need some motivation, maybe I'll watch some skate videos. Frig! Will my life ever be a little bit easier, just for ten minutes?

I know that some people that read this will probably be thinking, what a selfish giri, there are worse things that could be happening. Those are probably the people that don't know me.

Enough of my pointless emo-like whining, I'm going to my first stagette tomorrow!! It's going to be a blast!! It's also my first time in Summerside!!! I can hardly wait. I will so update you later and tell you all about it!

Amber v.3.1

Wow! So far I am having another amazing day. I like this. I'm thinking of getting my shit together and upgrading from Amber 2.0 to Amber 3.1, I am very excited about this. I think that it's time to set new goals and to actually work toward them for once in my life. Most people do this January 1st and I had also planned a few resolutions (some of which I have completed), but I think it's time to make serious obtainable goals. Rome wasn't built in a day.

When I figure out a detail of what those goals may be, I'll let you know because I would like to know everyone else's goals too. Maybe I'm nosey, but I think that it's very interesting. Anyway, I'm off!

Ouch

Start your day with a bikini wax, there's nothing like it. It was the first time that I have ever gone to someone else for this before, so I thought, "Go big, or go home."
I didn't know that I had that much hair to remove, but Miss Amber has become....Brazilianized. And I feel great! I would recommend it to everyone in the world! I feel so clean and great and nice, and sticky. I'm sure the sticky feeling will go away, I did have a bath, but so far, still sticky.

Sorry if this story has offended anyone, but seriously, get it done. You will not regret it.

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Puke

Gross. Last night was both fun, and gross. I drank a lot of beer (a lot for me - 6) and then had tequila shots with Kristin and Alvain, but I can't remember anyone else taking a shot, I just remember her buying a whole lot. Thanks, Kris. We had the shots just after we got back from coat check - I think. And then I think that I chased with a sling. And then it was Myron's bathroom for the rest of the night!! I think that I danced for a bit, but I can't remember any of the music. I wanted to see Phil do the moonwalk, but I don't remember seeing anyone at Myron's that I went with. I threw up in all of the bathrooms at Myron's and at China Garden. I slept in until three and my elbow hurts. Other than that, I'm feeling well today. I think I owe out some appologies, so here they are:

Justin - Sorry I made you stay until Kristin was on her way
Kristin - For buying beer with your money and drinking it!! And for making you buy me a sling and a shot which I threw up two minutes later (I'll get ya back!)
All the boys at Alvain's - Kinda lost you all at Myron's and I'm sorry for being very hammered
Bob - For apparently kissing a lot of people and for ordering Chinese food and then leaving the restaurant before it got there
All of the people that I kissed - sorry
All of the Janitors - again..sorry

My belly is starting to hurt, I think that I am going to go to bed now.

Sorry.

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All people from PEI are the same

Can I just get your signature right here please, Sir

I went to the bank today to make sure there was enough money in my account because my cable bill will be withdrawn tomorrow. I had to make a deposit for Teri's share and then sign a slip. I was wearing a winter hat and my winter coat. Then the lady called me Sir. She knew my name, saw me take my wallet out of my purse, and then called me SIR.

Do I really look like a man? Or a feminin man who carries a purse and who is called, Amber Alice Geddes?

Fuck

The worst thing about slacking in school is getting caught up. Dammit! Damn you duvet, you and your warmness and comfyness. BOO!

Oh well, things could be worse, I could have the clap or something. Which reminds me, my physical is quickly approaching. Dammit again!

Fuck me.

Sleepover

Last night I had a sleepover with my friend, Justin. And it was really fun. I stayed up until 3 just chatting and doing sleepover stuff, you know, losing at crib. We had bacon for breakfast and hashbrowns, but no toast because I ran out of butter. Anyway, I will now beging to answer all the questions I'm sure you are all dying to know.

Bob didn't go to the sleepover.
Bob didn't care about it and even if he did, I would have had a sleepover anyway. Yay me, way to not wait for Bob's approval on hanging out with members of the opposite sex.

Now that that's over with. I can hardly wait until my next sleepover. I'm sure it will be just as great, if not better, than this one.

Hi Laura

Rock out With Your Cock out

I borrowed that from Kristin.

I made a soundtrack to my life today. It was a long process, and a successful one. Well semi-successful because cd's can't hold all of the songs that I had wanted so I'm thinking of a second disc already.

Yeah, I forgot to put my favorite song on my soundtrack. I'm a little loopy, I admit, but hey, I'm damn cute. Or at least a little cute? Some people like me....few........three....

Anyway I'm totally rocking out with my life's soundtrack here and Fuck it kinda makes me want to call all of my best friends from New Brunswick. But let's not forget, it's me we're talking about and the phone is a lot more distant than those lost friends. If they miss me than that's too bad because I told my mom to tell everyone that asks for me at home that I'm dead. So far, so good.

I like being a loner. It gives me more time to make cd's.

Boom!

I am in such a great mood today. Wow. I almost forgot, actually I did forget how great it is to wake up happy. I feel like singing all day long. I think that it's going to be a very operetic day. Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! The exclamation point is for the soul I put in that note. I feel like being super loud too, which usually isn't quite like me. I might even try to make a soundtrack for my life. Or a soundtrack of songs that I find are inspiring. Like, Unskinny Bop. Man I love that song!

HAHAHAHA. I just feel like laughing all day.

I'm actually scaring myself. There is no reason why I should be this happy today. Yes, it was sleepover night last night and no, I'm not happy because of what some people may think. I'm just in a good mood. If only there was someone home to share my joy with. Oh well, dancing around and singing at the top of your lungs, trying opera, are all much more fun when nobody's around. Well for now they are.

Get ready to answer your phones, cause I'm calling you up after my warm up to join me in an opera day!! Fun.


I'm actually really scared now.

It was a long diet; long and hard fought.

Cottage cheese. Amber's worst enemy. I'm out. I quit. Fuck that shit.

I'm being made fun of for not having will power, well I don't need will power. I don't even need to lose ten pounds so fuck you. I can hardly wait until after work to start cooking steaks on my George Foreman.

I'm drinking a coke right now.

I think my Christmas tire is deflating!

Day one is over!! I had an egg for breakfast and it was gross. It was hard boiled and I had to cut it up and swallow it because it was too gross to chew. Oh well, I think I'm losing wieght. Which means it's working!

I am not a snacker. I am not a snacker. I am not a snacker.

Maybe if I keep typing it my body will believe it. Boo. I am so hungry for chips and pop and chocolate.

Supper was not that bad. It was filling and boy did I need it. After not eating all of my tuna and dry toast at lunch, I was pretty fucking hungry come supper. Supper was huge. A whole cup of beats, a whole cup of beans, meat (3oz), vanilla ice cream (1cup), and a small (average sized!) apple. I suggest eating all of the beans and then all of the beats before eating anything else. If a cup of beats won't take the hunger away, I don't know what will.

I can hardly wait until thursday so I can eat what I want again. I'm hungry, but I'm not because all I want is junk. Tomorrow is going to be a hard day at work because I won't have any coke or juice.

On a side note, I just got back from my night class where after being there for almost an hour I started laughing because I realised that after the nap I had this afternoon, I had forgotten to put my bra back on.

Lose Ten Pounds in Three Days!!

Sounds exciting doesn't it? I thought that I would try it just for the hell of it. I weighed myself today. Day one, 144lbs.

Breakfast was easy. 1/2 grapefruit, toast with 2TBS of peanut butter and a black coffee. Grapefruit surprisingly gets better the more you eat it. 2TBS is an ass load of peanut butter and coffee despite its refreshing smell, tastes like bong water smells. That was the gross part about breakfast, but I did it.

Lunch was hard. 1/2 cup tuna and a piece of toast. The only thing you can use to garnish is salt and pepper, which means no mayo and no butter. I almost threw up because I hated the tuna that much. It took me a half hour just to eat half of what you are supposed to. Luckily the dry toast kept me from throwing up. I'm supposed to have either a black coffee or a black tea. Since I've never had tea before, that is my choice. Teri is a wal-mart and on her way home she's brining me tea. I heard that it's better than coffee so I am excited. My mouth still tastes like tuna. My stomach churns ever so constantly.

If the diet itself doesn't work, at least I'll lose the wieght by throwing up. That sounds so awful. I'm not trying to lose pounds, I'm trying to minimize my Christmas tire and to see if I have any will power at all. When you're surrounded by hershey's kisses and you know that you can't even have one, it really is a test. I'm hungry because I didn't eat all of my tuna. I'll know better tomorrow when I am trying to choke down cottage cheese instead.

Can I really go three days without coke?