Rebecca Loves The Net

These are my new shoes, which my dad got me <3 I’m really happy with how they look, and they’re comfy, too! Plus, I figured they would match my purse:

The black and white plad will match. Notice how that wasn’t a question ;)

I also purchased while I was out some makeup and hair products for my new hair style:

Here shown is some eyeshadow by Rimmel London for the smokey eye look, some CoverGirl Wetslicks Frit Spritzers [[ colour shown is plum splash ]], and hair care products by Aussie, which are; “Sydney Smooth” leave-in conditioner spray, “Aussome** Volume” styling mousse, and extra strong “Opposites Attract Hold & Feel” hair spray. Let me tell you, these products are great ;)

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**Typo intentional

This is my new hair style that I adopted today. It was done in the local Master Cuts, and I love it! The black is really nice, I find, in contrast with my fair skin, and so I couldn’t be happier with how the cut turned out.

As you can see, I had a lot of fun, too, with the camera ;)

Please keep in mind: I do not condone using drugs to get out of your problems, as this can really just fuck you over in the long run [believe me, I know]. Be sure to keep yourself in a safe environment when doing this, and be aware of the laws regarding this in your area. Thanks.

The Nutmeg Trip: Cook pure nutmeg and drink the oils that settle. It is not recommended to consume more then 2 table spoons. Keep in mind that it takes a while for this high to kick in, and so many people will overdose thinking it’s “not working”. You should be at your peak of highness at around 4 hours. The intensity of the high escalates slowly until your peak.

DXM (Cough medicine): Be sure the only active ingredient is Dextromethorphan [recreational use]. Approximately 120mgs would suffice.

Green Tea: A lot like a weaker verison of marijuana. Will also clear up your throat and make your voice sound nicer ;)

Peanut Skins: Take the skins of 1lb of peanuts, grind them, and smoke them. Also like marijuana.

So what is there to say? Of course, my apologies for lying (saying I would blog tomorrow, what? Almost 2 weeks ago … ?) so I am blogging now.

There is a lot I wish to discuss. In fact, the amount of things is overwhelming, but much I am also forced not to say. Lovely. I will tell everybody as much as I can without humiliating myself or others involved. Of course, that is a hard thing to do when you’re the village idiot, such as I am.

Today is Family Day; a new holiday in Canada. If you ask me it’s a load of rubbish; it’s just another stat holiday for the sake of stat holidays. It’s costing busnisses money, and we already can’t afford this bull shit. The first holiday in my region, I was living away from my family; by force. I was not allowed to see them on Family Day by the law, and so it especially pisses me off. If this is a day to commemorate families, then why was I not allowed to see mine? It wasn’t a risk of anybody’s safety, and it wasn’t like I wasn’t unable to see my family other times. I was allowed to go to my moms for Christmas that year; I’m Buddhist!

Imagine how shitty I felt, not being allowed to see my family on a day created for the ’soul purpose’ of family. It felt like a total mockary of my situation, and so I really don’t like the ‘idea’ of this day at all. Granted I also view Valentines day as a bunch of shit, too.

So maybe I should cut the shit, nah? Spill the beans? Well … too bad. HA! Do you know why? Because it’s too personal. If you’re a good friend of mine, you probably know what I mean, and by following me on Twitter, you might be able to figure it out. But, of course, I am not about to post the entire story on the internet. Sorry ya’ll!

Mood: Naughty (in a non-sexual way, pervs :P)
Music: Papa Roach - LAST RESORT(.mp3)
Drinking: Nothing
Eating: Nothing
Wearing: T-Shirt, sweats
Talking To: Kendra, Felicia, Tanaysha

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That’s how bad I am; when my mother wakes me up every morning, that is usually my first reaction. I’m so tired, I don’t know what to do. It’s not even 8:30 and I’m ready for bed. It’s absolutely insane.

School is going okay. In fact, there’s nothing really to report for it. Amanda’s sweet 16 is tomorrow, so YAY! for her :D

I feel a little sick, so I’m going to call this blog quits for now. Yes, I know, this was a very short post. BUT I’ll write tomorrow. Promise ;)

This is a poem I have written myself. Do you know what that means? It means ya’ll keep your sticky paws off it. I hope you enjoy it :)

My mind is lost,
My goals unfound;
It’s my own holocaust,
It’s far from profound.
My prison and torment,
And it’s all in my head;
All my anger won’t relent,
All my pain has been said.
It’s not that I’m crazy.
It’s not that I’m mad.
It’s that my mind’s going hazy,
And they say it’s a fad!
They give me some pills,
And then send me home.
Pills? Oh, no, baby;
That’s not how I roam!
It isn’t bipolar,
Just listen to this;
It’s how I am feeling,
So what? It ain’t bliss!
My mind is my hater,
My biggest traitor.
No, we won’t deal with it later,
What are you, a hater?
You said you cared,
Now just shut up and listen;
I’m not on object, not shared,
I don’t care if I glisten!
I know I ain’t right,
I know it ain’t cool.
Yeah, not to take at light,
Whatever, you fool!
I have much more to give
Then this anger and rage.
It’s my own life to live,
I won’t live it in a cage!
I may not be all there,
I might have some off traits,
But at least I am honest;
I don’t give a damn about dates!