Ainsley
I’ve know you your entire life and I’ll be there for the rest of it. I may not like you all the time, but that can’t be helped your my sister and shit happens. I can’t stop people from hurting you, but I will never let them get away with it.

Jenny
So now you live in Scotland. I didn’t get to see you before you left.
We haven’t talked much in the last few years, and it’s really sad, because you were like, my first best friend. I feel like I’ll never see you again, and that’s a really shitty thing. So no matter what, when you come back this summer we will hang out, alright love.

Lindsay
Transferring to Preston is one of the greatest things you’ve ever done.If you hand’t we wouldn’t be friends, I’m sure of it. I love you to death and I honestly tell you everything, and I know you would never judge me or say shit about me behind my back, cause that’s just the person you are. And even though I do shit talk alot of people, I’d never do that to you. You mean so much to me and I don’t know what I’d do without you.

Alex
I’m so happy we’re friends. I hope you know that I love you to death, even if I probably never say it. Sometimes I feel like a really big dork, but never with you, because I know you take me as I am, cause it’s not going to change. You’re my first best guy friend, and it may not seem like much, but it means alot because now I know that not all guys are giant fucking scumbags. Some of them are actually really sweet and caring.

Marina
I can’t even explain how much you mean to me. You are so caring and you’ll love me no matter how much of a bitch I’m being. I love that you think it’s funny when I have my ’damn i look fiiiine’ moments, and darling I think you look daaaaamn fine all the time. You’re a chronic complimenter and you make me feel like the prettiest person in the world even if it’s not true(the three of us atleast tie for first). I love you to death and beyond, sexypants.

Amanda
I really wish things weren’t like they are, but like most things in life, I say I’ll do things and I don’t and I haven’t really tried to make this work, and it’s really my fault for not trying harder. So let’s make this work, cause I love you to death.

Erin
I feel like a giant asshole. I’m sorry that I didn’t acknowledge you in this before now and I realize that it was really mean. We were bestfriends for like 4 years and it’s really unfair for me to just pretend like it did’t happen, not that I’m actually pretending it didn’t happen, but I know it seems like it. I also think it’s dumb that we never have conversations, we just write blogs and hope the other reads it. It’s probably my fear of confrontation. I don’t hate you, but I know you probably don’t like me too much right now, and it’s completely understandable. So where do we go from here?

Lauren
I miss you something terrible. I really wish you hadn’t moved and I feel horrible that I haven’t talked to you in such a long time. I hope that when you come down here again we get to hang out, because I don’t want to lose you, okay.

Brittany Johnson
You’re practically my sister now. I think you are so funny and so great, you’re always laughing and smiling and bringing a bubbly cheer to the room. You are so pretty and I really look up to you because you’re such a sweet caring person.

Best things of 2007
1. Lindsay came to Preston. Then Marina, even if only for a short time.
2. Lindsay became my best friend. So did Alex and Marina
3. I had a really big birthday party, something I've been wanting to do for a while.
4. I went on a big shopping trip with my best friends (minus Marina, but that doesn't count because we weren't really good friends til after.)
5. All the concerts/shows/music related things I went to or saw.

Memorable Moments of 2007
1. My big Birthday party.
2. Paralyzer, Bank lines and stuffy old people.
3. School dances.
4. Almost failing 2 classes.
5. I don't have time for this!

Not So Good Things about 2007
1. Almost failing 2 classes.
2. Almost losing a friend.
3. Drifting from two really good friends.
4. Stupid boys and irrational feelings (on my part)
5. Stupid teachers.

Goals for 2008
1. Lose weight, get healthy, look good, feel good.
2. Save money for post secondary.
3. Have a damn good time :]

leave yah name foo'
i tellz you if i hatechoo
or if i love you.
:D
fer realz i give you da truth.

I've been in a really good mood this weekend.
Friday night, I was in a obscenely good mood,
for no reason what-so-ever.
Saturday, I hung out with Erin and Amanda
for the first time in a long while.
It was very fun.
We chilled at the mall, tried on dresses for semi.
It was very nice.

And today, although I have nothing to do except homework,
I'm still in a good mood.
So I felt I should commemorate this with a blog expressing
my extreme happiness.


[p.s my hands are shaking like crazy. making it very hard for me to type.]

On Friday June 6th, 2007
at approximently 7:15 pm,
Erin Butcher, Amanda Busby and
Sarah Corbett arrived at the
Elements Club in Kitchener.

They waited for about 45 minutes
outside of the club, they passed
the time by playing a game,
Count the Creepers Hookers
and Whores. Twas a fun game,
and by 8:00 they had counted
42 creepers, 1 hooker and 3
whores. Finally they were allowed
into the Club. A sheet of paper on
the front doors announced that
Kill Hannah would be taking
the place of From First To Last
at the show that evening.
The girls were very impressed by
the interior of the club. They
were less impressed by the
lack of people attending the show.

They waited roughly one hour before
the first band came on stage. Kill
Hannah. The girls agreed that the
bands music was good, but they
lacked enthusiasm. They also
agreed that the one guitarist was
really hot. Amanda held the hand
of the lead singer as he walked across
the metal bar of the barrier. Exciting.

Then came the 15 minute wait in
between bands. It was grueling.
Sarah passed the time by talking to
Amy and her friend, whose name
she never got. Finally the band
everyone had been wating for came
on stage. Hawthorne Heights,
lead by their fearless (not to mention
hot<3) lead singer JT Woodruff.
The band started off the night with
Niki FM, and played two new songs
during the night, they ended the night
with Ohio is for Lovers.
 
Erin and Sarah had been in the middle
of the barrier at the beginning of the show
with Amanda but were pushed to the side
by other fans. Luckily the barrier was too
short for the length of the floor and there
was a large gap between it and a speaker.
Sarah stood in this gap for about half of
Hawthorne's performance. At the end
of the show, their guitarist, Micah Carli
threw a few picks into the crowd.
From her spot at the side of the barrier
Sarah managed to snag one of the picks.

The second the band got off stage, the
girls fled to the merch table where they
each purchased a band t-shirt. They
then proceeded to the band's table
to get various items signed, Erin's CD,
Amanda's ticket stub and Sarah's shirt.
They exited the building in a daze,
they had just met Hawthorne Heights,
a dream come true for the girls.
At this time, they went to the Variety store
next door to purchase some drinks as
they had not drank anything the entire night.
So they had to wait for Erin's father, Steve
to pick them up from Elements. They
counted another 8 creepers in that time.

As the girls were crossing the street
to Steve's vehicle, Sarah tripped on
the curb, slammed her hands and stomach
to the ground, and slid a little. An old man
eating a chocolate bar stood and watched.
It was a thoroughly embarrassing and strange
experience. During silent points in the drive
home, the girls' ears were ringing like crazy.

Overall it was a FUCKING GREAT NIGHT.
Thank you.
That is all.

You'd have a friend named Tom creepily following you around giving you bad news constantly.

At nights when you are asleep you would get people running in your room that you don't know saying. "It's 4 a.m., I can't sleep, someone talk to me."

Bands go to your house and ask you to give them a listen because they see that you like a band they sound nothing like.

Anytime you walk into someones house they have the same video or song playing all the time, non-stop for three months straight.

You would look your very best at all times.

Some people would be holding their right arm out straight in front of them at all times.

There would be a lot of youthful looking 99 year olds.

Bands with 3 song demos could book stadium tours.

Most people would walk around with a full size mirror 2 feet in front of them.

Your driver's license would have hearts around your name or quote from an emo song.

Blogs would be required reading and any random thought in your head would be shared with everyone.

People would inexplicably be stuck in their homes for hours unable communicate with the out side world because some asshole put up a large white wall in front of every door and window with a note attached saying Sorry but an unexpected error has occurred.

Jefree Star would know everyone in the whole world.

You would struggle over the time it takes someone you like to add you to their top 8.

19 year old boys wouldn't own shirts and 19 year old girls would not own pants.

People would be able to photoshop out pimples on their face.

Girls would always be posing, cheeks sucked in and lips puckered two feet off their face.

Your attraction to someone would be based on their favorite clothing label, their favorite band, and a survey.

All females are bi and all males drive import muscle cars.

The phrases "Yo," "your hawt," or "hit me back some time" would attract the opposite sex.

Lesbian women would not allow anyone with a penis within 50 yards of them, not even to deliver a pizza.

It would be perfectly acceptable to blurt out any random filthy perverse sexual thought at any random woman/man you thought was "hawt" as a first greeting.

It would be no more unusual to see a man walking around displaying his erect, naked penis than it would be to see random women running around in a g-string w/nothing covering their breasts but their hands.

Everyone would make $100,000 a year or higher.

There would be alot of underage strippers in the world

Everywhere you would walk, an image of Angelina Jolie would be behind you.

Forbidden would actually be hot.

It wouldn't be odd to have Brad Pitt in your circle of friends.

Hello Kitty would be a real person.

Conversations would sound like this "How are you?" Sent. "Good, how are you?" Replied.

During a long conversation you'd have to say "Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: all right, well call me later."

When it was time for bed you would say you're "Undergoing Maintenance."

You would have to paint your walls using Thomas Myspace Editor codes in your apartment.

Stewie from Family Guy would be your best friend.

In your circle of friends you would hang out with Scottsdale bars and clothing lines.

When someone said something funny, you'd actually roll around on the floor and laugh your fucking ass off.

"Friend Whoring" is equal to STD's.

"Fuckin MySpace!" is the only universally known term in any language to show anger.

People would run up to you, tell you a random message, and you'd have 17 minutes and 13 seconds to pass it along before a ghost came to your house and raped your dog.