ramblings.

I robbed Michii and all I got was this lousy survey.

1.What Time is it now? Like ELEVEN IN THE MORNING WHY AM I AWAKE (10:40)
2.What is your name: Kimberley
3.Single or taken? If you know, you know, if you don’t you don’t.
4.What does your name mean?? Leader of Warriors
5.Who picked out your name? One of my grandmas
6.What’s your nickname? KiWi
7.How old are you? 16
8.What colour are your eyes? Dark Brown
9.What size are your shoes?? 11.
10.How tall (or short) are you? 5′8″
11.Honestly what do you like about yourself? (will come back to this)
13.Hair colour? Brown dyed red.
15.Do you wear contacts? Glasses (And they’re actually to help me see so go fellate something.)
16 Favourite Drink? Fruit juice or tea or some coffee based beverages or smoothies.
18.Favourite Month? December/October/August
19.Favourite Food? Any fruit, really. Or seafood.
20.Favourite thing? I don’t know. My bed? Or my lunchbox.
21.Favourite Clothing Brand? Don’t really have one.
22.Favourite day of the Year? Oct. 14th. Interesting things always happen.
23.Favourite colour? Red, violet, deep blue-green, black.
24.Favourite Animal? Hippo or frog or cat.
25.Who’s your best friend? Tacha
26.Do you tell your parents or your friends more? Friends.
27.Anything special about your parents? Dad’s a shitbag, mom is super-cool but slightly mad.
28.Siblings and their ages? Sister, 30.
29.You’re slutty?? Nope.
30.You’re mean? Not seriously.
31.You like someone?? Sure.
32.You can keep secrets? Yes.
33.You liked Britney Spears? No.
33.You’ve liked a cousin? *plays banjo* No.
34.You’ve been in the opposite sexes bathroom? Yes.
35.You’ve seriously hurt someone? Physically, yes (ENTIRELY BY ACCIDENT)
37.You swear?? Yes.
38.You get your way?? Depends on the situation.
39.You’re willing to try new things? Yes.
40.You’ve cheated on a test? Ohh man… Not often, but when I do, the results are hilarious.

~*RIGHT NOW*~
41.What are you wearing? Terrible not-class leotard, black tights, black jazz shoes.
42. what colour is your underwear: Purple?
43.What are you listening to? All Nite(Don’t Stop) by Janet Jackson.
44.How are you feeling? I AM SO OUT OF PRACTISE.
45.What are you doing?? Resting/survey.
46.What are you eating? Nothing. Dancers don’t eat. Well, dancers should eat but people who dance aren’t dancers and in any case I’m not eating anything right now.
47.How many people are online? 23, which makes sense ‘cos it’s EARLY MORNIN’.
48. How’s the weather? Squishy.
49.What books are you reading? Dante’s The Divine Comedy Vol. 1: Inferno

~*GIRLS ONLY*~

50.How many lip glosses do you have? Too many.
51.What perfume do you use? Poison (Dior) or Hot Coture (Givenchy)
52.What ’s in your purse? A LOT of random junk. One day I’ll empty my purse and do a blog about it.
55.Thong or regular panties?? Well, considering that THONGS ARE THE DEVIL, I’m going with normal.
56.Tall or short boys? Tall, please.
57.Blonde or brunette guys? Hm, this is a hard one. (I tend to favour boys with peculiar hair colours, natural or dyed) But I guess brunette? I dunno, hair clour doesn’t matter THAT much.
58.Boxers showing? NO PLEASE NO.
59.Long hair or short hair on boys? Long hair, please. But short’s okay too. It really depends. (Gee, I’m indesicive.)
60.What do you find annoying in a guy? Idiocy, being patronizing, stuff like that.
61.What’s the first thing you notice about guys? Eyes/hands.

*~*GUYS ONLY*~

62.What kind of deodorant do you use?
63. What’s in your pockets?
64.Boxers or briefs?
65.Blonde or brunette girls?
66.Tall or short girls?
67.Piercings on girls?
68.Long or short hair on girls?
69.Good or bad girl?
70.What do you find annoying in girls?
71.What’s the first thing you notice about girls?
~*OTHER QUESTIONS*~
72.What was the last movie you saw?? WOLF CREEK. DON’T SEE IT.
73.What did you have for dinner?? Can’t…remember…Brain….atrophy…
74.What are you hoping for? I don’t know. I tend not to hope.
75.What movie do you really want to see? Memoirs of a Geisha?
76.Where is your favourite place to travel?? Jamaica! Spain!
77.What did you last dream about? Some crazy thing, can’t exactly remember.
78.What was the last thing you ate? Half a grapefruit.
79.If you were a crayon what colour what would you be? Chocolate brown. But personality-wise, one of those crazy crayons like Leila made with her crayon melter.
80.Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? Someone asking for some crazy Russian name.
81.Do you like the person that sent this to you? Sure.
82.Last movie you watched?? What? NO! SCROLL UP NOT ANSWERING AGAIN. What the heck?
83.Ever had a crush on a teacher? No, all my teachers have been super-old. -_-
84.Are you too shy to ask someone out? All the time yes.
85.last person you kissed on the lips? Neh, some wench who would probably get all persnickety were his name mentioned.
86.what time is it now? 10:55 AM, still bastardly early and I missed Dawson’s Creek.

Siiixteeen caaaandlessss….

Except not really. Because I don’t get a birthday party, because my birthday’s on Christmas. Which is today. Woohoo!

If you go by birth hour/minute, I’ve been 16 for two hours and five minutes (It is now 5:30 AM.). I’ve decided that, contrary to my original opinion (”sixteen is just fifteen with another year and more angst”), I’m going to try and make this year as angst free as possible. No bad poetry. No lying around listening to old sad music. No counterproductivity and such.

On that note, I’m going to bed.

Merry Christmas, darlings! And happy birthday Leila!

All I want for Christmas is you….

Edit: Gad, I hate that song.

I need a change.

Not quite sure what. Just gonna change it up a little somehow. Or a lot. Maybe appearance. Maybe big general THING. Cut my hair, dye it blue or green or harlot red, take up a new hobby, write a novel, move to Spain and dance the tango under a full moon with a gorgeous guitar-playing singer named Julio or Ramon who will leave me to have passionate love affairs throughout Latin America. Sing jazz in a smoky nightclub after hours in a red dress and have an affair with the bassist. Play the electric mandolin while pouring my soul out to anyone who will listen. (But no matter where I end up wandering off to, I’ll find myself wandering back to you )

Or I could always just redecorate my room. Who knows? Anything is possible.

Yeah. Insomnia’s a bitch. I can’t sleep and I get crazy ideas.

So here I am, cleaning my room. Interesting things should happen today. It’s a Wednesday, interesting things often happen on Wednesdays. How was Tuesday? Hmm..

Fashion: Does anything EVER happen in Fashion? Bitched about everything with Grade 10 girls+Jen.
French: SCARY EVIL SCARY SUPPLY TEACHER. She was so scary, she just sort of randomly exploded and ate our heads.
Lunch: Music council. Strange and random appearance of the Object. Twelve Days Of Christmas rehearsal. COME TO WINTER ASSEMBLY.
Philo: Nietzche research.
English: Weird and scary video.

Apres l’ecole: Christmas shopping for the fams. Found a pair of pajamas for sister and slippers/wallet for gramma. Need to stop buying things for self when there are pre-boxing day sales on. But the aforementioned stuff was TOO CUTE to pass up. And didn’t cost all that much. …I should just stop going to malls around the time of ridiculous amounts of sales (*cough regalbankruptcysale cough*) Photoshoot soon enough.

And now I clean.

I used up my HMV gift card on Sunday and bought four CDs and had a nice long conversation with a blue-haired clerk with red eyeliner. Fun. I think he’s working on comission. I need headphones.

ONLY ELEVEN MORE DAYS OF THIS. Woohoo!

Masterclass/Mad Christmas Shopping Journey on the 17th. Baking like a lunatic on the 18th and 19th. Actually giving presents on the 20th. THESE are my deadlines. I am sticking to them. Or else people will be getting stale cookies in January or through the mail. Yahoo.

And what do I want for Christmas/Birthday…?

Nice gloves. Mittens. Earmuffs or hat (not necessarily Winter hat). Lipgloss. Pretty, shiny things (Jewlery). Hair dye. Chia pet. Fabric. Legwarmers. Socks. Hairclips/ribbons/etc. Containers. Buttons. Books. A metal lunchbox. Round black sunglasses or goggles. New ankh pendant as I seem to have misplaced the old one. Care Bear. Coffee. Tea. Anything cute/cool/quirky.

Strange coming after big materialistic birthday/Christmas list, but remember to donate to the foodbank and such, kids! Also, carolling is on the 23rd as usual. Bring extra hats.

So here I am, “studying for bio”. Apparently it’s ridiculously easy anyway, but oh well. I’ve got insomnia, might as well use it. Also have to do stupid photo essay. I refuse to start off the new year not fully caught up with everything.

I’ll be in hibernation for the first half of the break due to the sleep deprivation, but oh well.

I’m going to go do my English/bio now. Ciao, dahlings.

But aside from that incredibly relevant observation, I have had a completely insane week or so.

Feeder School Tour was BOSS. So much fun on the “Good bus”… Woo!

Eric Whitacre concert was DISEASED, yo! It was SO RAD. CW ladies and their talking about Mr. Whitacre. Most of it was HE’S SO HOT! (which I agree with entirely)… Concert itself was STELLAR, EXCELLENT JOB TYWO/CW. TYWO KILLED it with Ghost Train. SO GOOD. Oh my goodness. Reid was freaking out beside me while the lovely Tacha knitted and we all hassled my homies in the audience and Reid professed his love for many of them. David, meanwhile professed his love for Mr. Whitacre. I’m going to miss that boy. Can’t believe he’s leaving.

Woburn concert was also quite rad, good times with Wind Ensemble, Mad Choir etc.

Omar’s party was LIIIIVE. The DJ made me happy because he played King Of The Dancehall TWICE and also played the chicken dance. That was insane. Dancing with the candy cane. Ballroom/Latin dancing with Colin D and Henry. GRADE EIGHT STYLZZ with Colin D and Philip…SAW WILLIE! OMGOMGOMG SAW WILLIE! HE GREW AGAIN. Angry White Kid/Underwater Choreography with ColinD. Ridiculous dancing with Omar/Sanjeevan/Giftie Boys. DIRTSEX*cough*. Ghetto mistletoe. SNOWFLAKES! And so much more. Lots and lots of fun!

So, what’s coming up?

Masterclass at UofT next Sat

WINTER BREAK, BLEATCH! Present shopping. Sleep. Real sleep as opposed to the 4-5h sleep that I often have. Bashing the drumset. Honking on the bassoon. Umm…making furious bleating noises on the trombone. Etc etc.

So… what do YOU want for Christmas/Festivus/GWHFT?