HOLY SHIT!

Going to see Chromeo, Dragonette, Childish Gambino and attend a crazy ass yard sale this weekend, what you doin?

TOO MUCH PARTY, NOT ENOUGH BOTCH.

For fuck's sakes. I haven't even slept yet, and there's five things I wanna do tonight. ALSO, everything "ends" at 4am. Which means everything ends at 6am. OH WOW. I'm already exhausted just thinking about it. Are we ready for some electronic, jazz, hip hop, punk and mo-town?! HELP. You guys can stop texting me about all the kick ass parties tonight now. I AM GOING TO AIM FOR ALL FIVE. Haha. Brace yourselves people, this weekend is going to be a wild one.

You blocked me on Facebook, AND NOW YOU'RE GOING TO DIE. Pew. Pew. (Laser sounds, get with it)

SAIL.

Awolnation's "sail" is currently my favorite song. So when you're feeling really down, and you head into an empty bar, and you hear this song.. And you've spent the night telling your best friend how much you miss your cousin, and you could spend that entire four minutes not talking, hearing your fave song.. well.. that's .. something.
I've been telling my mind to stop the sadness, and I've been doing it with a lot of beer.. and a lot of good people. Drinking from midnight til 7 in the morning will really fuck you up.. but I can't lie and say it didn't help. Being without a cell phone was weird, and also kind of nice. It was anything goes. I flew where everyone else was flying..
I'm really fucking blue, guys. Being out in an atmosphere where everyone's happy and trying to get laid isn't for me right now.. but when I'm with my favorite people in rooms where music is blaring, I almost feel like I don't exist.. and I guess in wording, that may seem sad, but it's not. Feeling like you don't exist for a few hours takes you away from all the bull shit going on.
Not to say I don't face random moments where I completely break down. That's still happening.. but the few hours where I can just have people who actually give two shits, that's fucking wonderful.

I appreciate all the e-mails, phone calls, text messages, and whatever else social media notifies me of. I'm sorry I haven't been keeping up with them all. Slow responses aren't meant to throw up an impression I don't want to speak to any of you.. I just don't want to speak.

All words I have are lyrics, blog entries.. and all silences are drowned out by a bottle of beer and really loud music.. and that's what I want right now.

I have good people surrounding me, down to let me cry, down to let me not say a word.. and I couldn't be any more thankful. These blues couldn't be any better. Ha. Good problems.

GONNA HAVE YOU TREMBLIN.

Hey guys, wanna hear about the best weekend of my life?! Then go ahead and get lost between god and a shot of scotch.



It started out Friday. Meet ups for the beautiful Kalliane's birthday. I don't think we've ever jumped that much in our life. Did I mention I have the baddest team in the universe?! I love my friends so much. You know when random strangers come up to you and tell you, "yo you girls are always the illest ones here".. that it was a good night. Drinks were spilling, fashion was blazing, and music was bomb. Not even gum in my hair and three girls ripping my hair out to get it out could ruin the night. It was actually kind of funny.

Botch: "my poor hair :( all this gum!"
Joe: "Ah don't worry Botch, you have tons of hair! Long hair!"
Botch: "Yeah you're right, fuck it". lol

The ONLY downfall of this night was having a pervy fucking cab driver pissing me off at 4 in the morning. It's never fun having to get out of a cab, drunk, in the blistering cold, at 4 am because you don't take shit from no one. Actually.. that was pretty awesome too. Don't fuck with Botch, thunn.

Saturday started out with some laughs. Which is exactly what I needed after hating the way things have been going lately. Whenever you're down in the dumps, surround yourself with good people. I think my favorite thing about going to comedy clubs is the food. It was my sister's birthday and she killed it. She's such a beauty:) The comedian was jokes too, "What flavor was this!? OH! GRAPE!.. maybe". BUT I THOROUGHLY enjoyed my dip platter, best hangover food ever. Spinach dip, HUMMUS! Omnomnom.



After that comedy trip.. It was time for dubstep Saturday. HOLY SHIT. I think we did a total of three locations, and each one was playing the most amount of dubstep you could ask for. Dj Araab Muzik was phenomenal. That guy puts in work when he djs! Oh my heart. How does a dj make you feel like you're up there playing what he's playing?! Well he did, and it was awesome.







Move on to Sunday, FUN DAY! Amber graced my life to give me a much needed haircut. Goodbye gum ripped hair! Amber time doesn't happen often with busy schedules and what not, so a night and a day with her, well.. it was a real treat.. After that, it was time for some much anticipated FEASTING. My family gets together what feels like every Sunday for some much needed eating. It's crazy. You'd think these Frenchies and Filipinos were Italians. THEY LIKE TO EAT. Seafood pasta, pasta salad, Chow Mein, Scalloped Potatoes, Roast, Lemon baked Tilapia, Battered Shrimp, dude! The list goes on. What's better than that?! Bringing Kalliane along for the ride and throwing in some rap karaoke.



After that fiasco, went to check out a cover band. They played the Beastie Boys AND the Ramones right after each other, so once that happened, I knew it would be a good night. I was right. I got a phone call at midnight that changed my entire perspective on my current situation. THANK YOU, for that. You're the reason I'm always getting faded! ANDDD it made my entire weekend. That's all I really wanted.. AND RIGHT AT MIDNIGHT! Not a minute later. Our next location was a set up for some mean hip hop. Foxy Brown, KRS ONE, Lost Boyz, AND all played by a female dj. She put on! Our next location was full of more dubstep. Dubstep all over the place!

Then.. this happened..


Don't you just love text message parties?! Afterwards finished half a bottle of wine and hit up even more dubstep. This night went til 7 in the morning. DEATH.

MONDAY! I hadn't slept but put on my "let's go get em" pants. Six hours of sleep in like four days can really fuck you up. "Rollin rollin rollin, I ain't slept in weeks". I met up with my friend Ryan for coffee. We could talk for hours, and I really miss that now that we each live in different cities. We stopped by his place and six years ago we started filling in a Wu-Tang symbol on his blinds. I think it took us like two months to finish filling. You try filling in a Wu on fucking blinds, with a sharpie, shit is hard. Plus I got to meet his turtle! What more could you ask for on a Sunday?! Then I came home and vomited my guts out. You know. Sexy type shit.





So, what did I learn this weekend?! I learned that I can't make anyone want what I want. I learned getting gum in your hair really fucking sucks. I learned that beer still rules. I learned that hip hop isn't dead, and never will be. I learned that no matter what happens to me, I have enough good to out-weigh the negative.

And fuck, if I have anything to be thankful for, it's definitely that.
Stay up.

Glorious darling, absolutely glorious.

WEEKEND LIFE.

I wish that Jose Cuervo was Four Lokos, but.. it wasn't. Puking in a lounge and getting away with it has accomplishment written all over it! AND, it wasn't me! No throw up here, just a boozy bitch hangin out with some boozy bitches. Good lawd, I love my friends. They always quick to the rescue with some, "Everything will be fine, Botch! Let's have fun!". Avoiding the troll looking dudes who wanna start a conversation just because we in the same corner. You should see this shit. We work like a fucking heist team, unlocking a bank safe with skill and team work. Shit is beautiful. Hello Apan!
We ended up cabbing last night, and this Russian cabbie was hella trying to take us home. I guess that shows how slizzered we were.. at like 11:30. TIME AND TEQUILA JUST KEPT FLOWING. Surprisingly, the mix of vodka, beer, tequila and crown didn't upset my insides. Maribeth got a little down, and I tend to let her stay there cause her second wind hits like a tornado.. then she all about it. I love her.. and Kaitlin. These broads are fire.
My friend Amber had a rough night.. It's hard to believe that things like this still happen? I've always been anti-violence and anti-drugs.. but when it comes to people I love getting hurt, I can only wish the worst upon such lames.

Anyway, the month of parties continue. See you tonight, Jose.

TO ONTARIO AND BACK AGAIN..

This long weekend was.. something. Fifteen hours of it were spent on the road. At least ten were spent in the lake.. half of it was spent on drama.. and some was dedicated to sunshine and wine. I'm tired and exhausted and am extremely ready for some alone time. I won't be going anywhere for awhile. I just wanna be alone now.. Perhaps I can actually get some blog entries in. I spent like a billion dollars.. and by a billion I mean $1200, in like a week. Terrible, just terrible. So Bianca, Perla and I will probably spend New York sleeping on a park bench. WHY IS EVERYTHING SO EXPENNSIIIVVEEE?! UGH! Being in Ontario was terrific because my belmont cigarettes were $8 instead of the fucking $15 they charge me here. I dunno why I find that $7 justifiable when I spent $1200.
Whatever. Rock the Bells is coming and until then I will be M.I.A. from the real world and all about the blogging world. Til the next entry ladies and germs.

ROLLIN, ROLLIN, ROLLIN, I AIN'T SLEPT IN WEEKS.

I feel if anything, I got like a total of like.. fifteen hours of sleep in the past six days. YIKES. Aside from being extremely tired.. I had an amazing long weekend. So let's run it down.

THURSDAY - I really wanted to take my brother to big dancing, and he was game. Well literally one beer in, we lost each other. After searching for each other for days, we both kind of gave up. I ended up meeting the boys, which was fab. Then Bianca and I met with Amber. After some more Academy, we headed to the martini bar. Ate some hot dogs, and then we found my brother again. He had pizza! So we sat on a table and drank and ate pizza. Don't you just love summer? The celebration continued over We talked for days, some heavy deep shit lol.

FRIDAY - Along with my family, Kaitlyn, Maribeth and I took a visit to my dad. We left him some Canada Day flags and reminisced. Then we ate out and my grandpa's favorite Chinese restaurant, to honor both. My grandma ended up calling us and we all had a phone toast in honour of my dad's love for Canada. Then it was to more Canada day celebrations. Met some guys from Illinois. One of them looked like the lead singer from the Drums. We had a pretty good time. I mean, THEY PLAYED ALMOST ALL OF MY FAVORITE SONGS. The Fratellis, The Weeknd, MGMT, Justice, A Tribe Called Quest ANNDDD Dragonette?! I was one happy camper.

SATURDAY - Craig's birthday! Amazing place, amazing people. I love my friends sooo much. & I love summer night fires ! It was four loko night part three, and I have no objections to four loko.

SUNDAY - I decided to finally catch up on my sleep.. about two hours into my nap after barely catching three hours in the night, I hear, "WAKE UP!". Alex showed up! Here for one night only! After a mean make out session, we made mac and cheese, watched Titanic, and made fun of each other. I wouldn't have spent the nine hours we shared together any other way. I forget how much of a stud he is.

DEAR FRIENDS,

I don't have my cell phone tonight, so hit up the land line (land line, really? haha) I feel so empty and yucky inside without it. You just get that feeling of, "I bet a billion people are messaging/calling me right now".. then I'll look at it tomorrow and it'll be like.. my mom. hahah. I'm staying in tonight anyways. Thursday was way too craze for me. Lay back weekends with my soy chai tea, and some raspberries, and some mother fuckin' hip hop. What kind of alcohol do you mix with soy chai tea?! Just kidding. Half kidding.

xoxo,
Botch

NOW I KNOW WE FAR FROM PERFECT, BUT I FEEL LIKE THIS IS WORTH IT..

do you disagree with that? if not, then holler back.. and tell ya girl, you'll call her back.

sooo this weekend was a complete keep to myself weekend. i stayed home all weekend.. which was good for me. my thoughts wandered between pets and sadness, but i was also able to grasp a firm hold on being complacent with the way things turned out. christmas is coming faster than i can handle, and so are finals. i don't know what i want to do next year, where i want to live (winnipeg/toronto), or where i want to go to school.. so i plan not to make any decisions until february/march.. i don't even plan to think about it til then. alex is thinking of taking a firefighter course (in toronto). currently a lifeguard, possibly an up-coming fireman? can he be any more of a stud?!
i feel like even though things are moving so fucking slow and routine right now, that things are right. all i need is a clean base, and i'm set.. a winning lottery ticket would be a cherry on top, but i won't complain. tomorrow is monday, the start of a hectic week, yet again. i'm not even close to being ready for it, but i'm looking forward to it? hope everyone had a good weekend. ta ta.

I GOT A POCKET, GOT A POCKET FULL OF SUNSHINE..

WEEKEND UPDATE ON LIFE.

this weekend was.. busy. which was good, it kept my mind off the bad week. whenever my mind wasn't busy, i let my mind drift to think about the bad shit, but i did my best not to.. and it worked 85% of the time. friday was grippin grain, and - as always, it was a gong show. copious amounts of dipset were played, and i am not looking forward to the pictures of the belligerency. incoherent words were slurred, eyes were blurred, and beer was guzzled. bottles were dropped on feet, mcdonalds was the followed feast, and tables and chairs became the jumping stage, at least for my band of party animals.
bianca made it rain, some guy poured alcohol on my hair, tina whipped her hair back and forth, maribeth puked her guts out, aggie licked my face, and top models were in the building!? WHAT!? i didn't even notice megan wahler (sp?) was there until bianca pointed her out. if that didn't make the party, i'll also include that bathrooms ran out of toilet paper, but people did not run out of conversation, nor did the "mother fucker raaage!!!!" in the blood run out. however, good times did run out for the girls trying to get in with fake i.d.'s.. everybody wants in, and this party just keeps getting badder, bigger, and BAWSE..er. if there is some sort of party award, it needs to go to grippin grain, hands down.
saturday i spent the day hustlin, with a hangover. i was pretty fucking shot, and it was also a good friends birthday. i ended up missing the friend's birthday, but sleep was necessary, to balance my head for sunday. another day of grinding. followed by easy a. a little late in the game, but the movie fully made me obsessed with penn badgely. om nom noms.
i spent a little time despairing over edy and my grandpa.. but i won't say that's wrong, because.. i guess that feeling/emotion makes me human. shocker. there's actually some human in me.

that was my weekend.. and it's syntifik sunday, so here's what was asked.. no sneaker saturdays in forevs though ay?! holy.

Who is your best friend besides your mom?
big question. i have a few actually. i hang out with bianca almost every day, and i tell her everything (it's so easy when we're together all the time;), and i def consider my boyfriend my bestfriend too. but sides from those two, i have teej, richard, and maribeth.. who bounce in and out of my life, but i hold them up high. & every time we hang out it feels like we hang out every day.