This is MY BLOG! These are MY thoughts, events of MY life and things I feel that are important. Love it or hate it, I DON'T CARE!

My name is Samantha McIver
I am 15 years old
I live in No Man's Land, Canada a.k.a. STC.
I have brown hair, blue eyes and wear glasses most of the time.. occasionally wear my contacts
I love the color pink
I used to do yoga, haven't done it in a while, very sad
I go to RHDH
I like watermelon
I like Dashboard Confessional, AFI, Blink 182, Billy Talent, Yellowcard, Nirvana, GREEN DAY, Stone Temple Pilots and a lil bit of Insane Clown Posse
I like politics, good times there
And I think thats all about me for now
   

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Pieces

I, like a rock, sink
Sinking 'til I hit the bottom
The water is much deeper than I thought
Nothing to swim with
Kicking but I keep sinking
A lesson that no one could have ever taught

'Cause I can almost breathe the air
Right beyond my finger tips
I'll turn around and pick up the pieces
One more push and I'll be there
Right where I belong
I'll turn around and pick up the pieces

I see the picture
Blurry but now it's in focus
A fairy tale I purchased on my own
I finally woke up
Everything is better
A chance for me to open up and grow


Waited


Hit the ground
Weighed down again
You walked out
But I'm sure you're my friend

It must have been good
This can't be for good
Everyone's o-...
Is everyone ok?

I waited, oh I, oh I
Waited, oh I, oh I
Oh I must be too dumb to be proud
Cause I waited, waited

Woke to sounds
I prayed you were there
I fell back down
But I'm sure you still care

It must have been good
This can't be for good
Everything's o-...
Is everything ok?

Old Men

Sitting, staring
Glaring at the world around them
Not enjoying the world around
being mean and rude
To those they surround

These are the old dirty men
Who sit in the booth
At a local Burger King
They gripe about the lives
They live
And hoot and holler
When a pretty young
Woman walks by

This is what their lives
Have come to:
No happiness in their old age
So they have to make
Everyone else
Become mean and rude
Just like them
Or like me the observer
Disgusted at their
Leering at the young woman
Leaving the restaurant
Embarrassed by the
Old men's attention

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Tuesday, July 05, 2005
Skipping ahead a bit...

Well tonight (Monday, July 4th, 2005) was a very interesting night. Justina got the car so she came to pick me up around 8. Jenn and Kayla were with her.  We were almost to town when we heard this buzzing in the back where Kayla and I were sitting. A hornet or something was on the back window. We got Justina to pull over and me and Kayla got out of the car. Kayla was looking in the back trying to tell me where the thing was while I tried to kill it with Dayne's phonebook he left in Justina's car. We were like both dancing around outside trying to figure out how to get it. A bunch of cars were driving by staring at us. Jenn and Jus were in the front seat laughing their asses off at us. Finally I smooshed the thing onto the window and Kayla started jumping up and down. We crawled back into the car and made our way to S'hill. It was great. As we were arriving in S'hill we saw all the usual people. Oh my and they were all headed to Tim's. Who knew that would turn out to be so bad. Anyways, we parked in the parking lot at Tim Hortons and ordered just as they all started piling in. We sat down and had our stuff and like the whole crew of people kept staring at us. It was quite the thing. We finished up and went outside to get in the car. Justina started searching for her keys and to our great surprise the damn keys were locked in the car. So off we went in search of a clothes hanger. The closest we got to finding one was a thin metal rod from a convience store. NO ONE CARRIES COAT HANGERS IN S'HILL!  But everyone seemed to have the solution. Call Denny's towing service. Even the police station told us to call. And we were like where is the money coming for this? Anyways, we decided we were desperate so we went to Pizza Delight and tried to find Mr. Taylors number. We ended up finding his parents number. Jenn called and asked for Ms. Parliament just to be safe. Mr. Taylors mother said they weren't there so I told Jenn to ask for Mr. Taylor's number. His mother gave it to us. hehe. Jenn called and explained the situation. Mr. Taylor repeated the whole thing to Ms. Parliament and she laughed. We walked back to Tim Hortons and waited for them to arrive. When they finally did, we found out it wasn't just Mr. Taylor and Ms. Parliament but Mr. Weeks and Ms. Carruthers was with them. All our teachers came to save us. It was kind of cute. They brought a clothes hanger and Mr. Taylor tried to get  the lock with that but he didn't have much luck. We found out that all the teachers are staying for next year. YAY. They kept trying to get ahold of people on the cell phone but yeah it didn't really work. The whole time this was going on the people in Tim Hortons were staring at us. Mr. Taylor sent Ms. Parliament to find his dad but he ended up flagging him down himself. They tried for quite a while to get the door unlocked but had no such luck. The rest of us just chilled and talked and had a pretty good time even under the circumstances. At one point Mr. Taylor chased someone in the drive thru and I sent Jenn over to ask the group of guys who won the rock show. They were standing outside, doing nothing. LIBRA SKIN WON! score! I was happy about that. Someone eventually  called Denny. I think it was Ms. Parliament, she left and came back with food for us. Oh so great.  Denny and some female cop came and they got the door open. It was sweet. Ms. Parliament paid the guy for opening the door for us. We owe her like 30 bucks now. A bunch of people were crowded around by the end. I think all of S'hill knew we locked the keys out of the car. We thanks the teachers and hopped into the car then went to the bank so Jus could get some money out. I was sitting in the back and I couldn't move my foot. I told Kayla and she's like open the door and stick your foot out. So I did. My foot was majorly messed up. A huge bruise had formed and my big toe didn't meet with the rest of my foot. It was like popped out of place. Kayla started freaking out saying I needed to go to the hospital but there wasn't any time for that. So Jus and Jenn came out of the bank and I was sitting there showing them and as we started to drive away there was a popping feeling in my foot and I could move it again. We stp[[ed at NEEDS convience and bought some very disgusting slushie things. Then drove back to town to get gas. Listened to Life is a Highway and sang at the top of our lungs on the connector. Good times. We got gas and  the guy who was working was rather cute. I had to go pay cause Jus needed to use the bathroom. We got back in the car and headed home. And the concluded our great adventure. One that will never be forgotten!!!

Posted at 5.7.05 by crazycomet

 

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