[Thursday August 31st, 2006 at 2:11pm] [ mood | Sneaky. ] I have the hots for Bria. 3 mad. We're all mad here.

Summertime is great time [Wednesday August 16th, 2006 at 7:43pm] [ mood | cheerful ] Every summer gets a little better. This summer I have met so many people. I will try and name all of them.8D Corrine Zandria Holly Brooke Amber Jen Shane Kevin James Sean Samantha Kristi Luke Alden Emily Hannah Shelby Mandy Aaron Jenny And tons more. Like. A bajillionty more. Artstrek and Nexopia have given me the righteous power to meet new people.=D 1 mad. We're all mad here.

It's funny. [Monday August 14th, 2006 at 12:53pm] [ mood | happy ] I'm attracted to all the girls with flat chests.xD We're all mad here.

Tom's diner. [Thursday August 3rd, 2006 at 11:55pm] [ mood | weird ] So, this song "Tom's Diner," really calms me down. I can be hyper and weird as fuck, but once I listen to this song I feel calm and centered. Heheh. We're all mad here.

Oi, oi, oi. [Thursday August 3rd, 2006 at 12:38am] [ mood | tired ] Why are people so mean?D= We're all mad here.

OMG YAAAY! [Tuesday August 1st, 2006 at 9:41pm] [ mood | ecstatic ] September 1st is going to be the best day ever. My family is gone... While the cat is out... The mice shall play.=D -- 55 on my rogue, fuckers. We're all mad here.

... [Monday July 31st, 2006 at 11:07pm] [ mood | confused ] I'm tired out Pave the way Too low on gas to save the day Slaves and outlaws Kings and pharohs No Tomorrow Slings and arrows I'm tired out I'm tired out Make the bed Sream loud enough to wake the dead Light a match Break the bread All I can do is shake the head This is what I really am We're all mad here.

[Tuesday July 25th, 2006 at 1:36pm] [ mood | ecstatic ] Yesterday was the last games of Softball. They were fun, tiring, and have left me really sore. I appear to have amazed my team with my speed, stealing 3 bases (2nd, 3rd, home). I didn't think I was that fast. A coach had a radar gun to get speed of pitchers, and at the end of a game he was catching people's run speed for fun. I went first time, got 19mp/h. Pretty fast, everyone was getting 11mp/h. I went again, I got 27mp/h. And as my father and I were walking to the car, he was telling me how if I was running properly I might have broken 30mp/h. I was fucken' surprised. We're all mad here.

CAPTAIN CUNTBAG! [Monday July 10th, 2006 at 8:25pm] [ mood | excited ] "Do you know why they call me Captain Cuntbag?" We're all mad here.

Band trip/Farewell [Sunday June 4th, 2006 at 7:21pm] [ mood | accomplished ] I can't believe it. There's only 19-20 days left of school. And if you divide half days into two, you get 18-18.5 days. This is getting exciting! About the band trip... I got on the bus and Andy had saved a seat for me next to him. Of course, he and Cara switched seats... But it's okay, because she was sitting behind us! So we had Stef, Cara, Andy and I talked the whole way. I made a new friend: Stef. My zen had broke recently, and I listened to her Ipod, and she has a fair bit of music that I like! I was excited. We played at two towns, Athabasca and some other back water town. After Athabasca, we had a few minutes to just chill, so a lot of the grade 8s went out and talked to the kids. A lot of them liked my hat. A lot of them were really cool, except this one kid with the UGLIEST moustache I HAVE EVER SEEN. When we got back to our hotel, I changed into a shirt more my style, a shirt with a jolly roger on it in stead of a white shirt. And then we went down to the lobby and chilled, waiting for us to leave for the dinner theatre. I was talking to Stef and Andy again, but not Cara sadly. When we got to the theatre, it was a nice place. We got to our table and left for the buffet! They had delicious looking food, but unfortunately I was allergic to almost everything. So I ate roast beef. LOTS of roast beef. We hopped back onto the bus and left for home. Me and Andy planned on sneaking out that night. I was going to Bria, Libby, Terry, And Karen's room, while Andy was going to Cara, Nikki, Jhoyli, and Stef's room. I was going where I was because I hadn't talked to the four girls in a while, and never to Terry at all. But when I snuck out at 12:30 "To get ice" they weren't awake. I tried Cara's too, just to get in their's, but to no avail... No one was awake there, either. So I got some ice (I was burning up) went back to the room, and talked to Andy for another 45 minutes. That's when I got a pillow, and he did too, and we talked to each other on the floor. We fell asleep. A meter away from each other. I woke up and saw him across from me, and tried not to laugh. I got dressed, ate some breakfast, and then went into Libby, Terry, Karen, and Bria's room to talk. We watched Much music and talked about which band was playing. Luckily no rap played. We then left for West Ed. I was going to Galaxy land, instead of the waterpark. We went to the entrance... And it wasn't open for another two hours. So I went with Bria, Terry, and Libby to shop for a bit. Another new friend I made: Terry. I bought $64 worth of Hair dye, and then a Hot Hot Heat Shirt, which Stef is totally jealous of. We then went to Galaxy land. Everyone who was there went on the swings first, and it was super duper fun. I loved the swings, they made me put a big smile on my face. I went on the Solar flare, and almost fell out of my seat a few times. It was kinda scarey. And then we went on the around the world. Later, I was talking to Cara around the around the world, and I looked at the people on the ride, and there was Kevin. His cheeks puffed out. He got off, casually walked to the garbage can, and puked. He had gone on the mindbender before hand, so he wasn't being a little wussy. Bus ride home was fun. Andy and Stef were fondling each other, so I gave them space. Plus, we were playing truth or dare in the back. So that was another reason. Michael P. had handcuffs, so I dared Clayton to go up to Jhoyli and ask, "Will you be my prisoner of love?" Got Libbi to go over to Andy, and lick his ear. Karen had to lick my scab. Heheh. We got into town, and I said my temporary good byes. In the morning, we left for the Farewell trip. On the bus ride, Andy was supposed to save me a seat next to him, but no one did. But there was an empty seat next to AJ, which was right across the aisle to Andy and Stef. AJ gave me a fresca, and the bus driver gave us this talk. He said that 34 people died last night. All students. I thought to myself, "Oh, that's good. We have 45. We're safe." He then said not to distract him, fair enough. But he finished his talk by saying that he wasn't that great of a driver. I was kinda scared. Andy quickley left to be next to Caitlyn. To me he just kinda disappeared. So I sat next to Stef and talked to her, and we listened to her Ipod. We then moved to a now empty seat in the back and talked to the french kids with her. It was nice, we sang to her Ipod, lots of spice girls, and it was crazy fun. We got off at Wandering River and I was ejected from my seat. So I went and sat up next to Cara and talked to her for a bit. Then went to Dylon and watched The Ringer with him for a bit. It was weird, I looked back for a second and saw Alexa sleeping on the ground. I asked Derrick what was going on with Alexa. He said that some one pushed her off her chair while she was sleeping and she just kinda stayed on the floor. It was kinda funny. Dylon was wondering a big wtf too. When we got to Camp, we unloaded our baggage and we got to throw our stuff into our dorm, and check out the camp. It was beautiful. They had a 40 foot rock climbing wall, a big and beautiful lake, mini-golf course, a pool, a basketball court, and some other stuff. We went back to the center of the camp after an hour, and we went out into a field and played some games. We then went back to camp to grab some stuff, and walked near the rock climbing wall, to get to a clearing in the forest with two fire pits. We played a game, and roasted hot dogs and marshmellows. We then went back to the dorm, and our cabin watched family guy on a portable DVD player. Mr. Y fell asleep, and we were about to sneak out when... It rained heavily. I was pissed. So we went to sleep, and when Mr. Y woke us up he told us to pack up and head for breakfast. We went for breakfast, and we went and ate some pancakes! I ATE PANCAKES FOR THE FIRST TIME THAT DAY. I was so happy. They were yummy, but I wasn't that hungry.D; I went rock climbing, and I went on the Obstacle course with Brodie D. When we got through it all, we got to go for a ride on the zip line. When I went down, I did a tarzan scream. And when I got to the end of it, there's a wooden pole, and started flying back, I flipped myself upside down and went towards the wall backwards. I flipped myself back up, and when people told the other group what I did, Kathryn, part of the other group, said, "This kid's crazy!" We had lunch, and then we went boating. Mr Y. Kept splashing us paddle boaters, so Clayton and I exchanged our paddle boat for a aluminum canoe. We had the worst time getting it to work, it was kinda amusing. We rammed into everyone, deliberatley, and splashed Mr. Y. We then got off, and went to the pool. Where Cara and I, and anyone else who wanted to, played catch. We then got out, changed, and I talked to the other guys in the changing room while doing so. They started whipping eachother with their towels, so I got mine and whipped Brandon. There was this HUGE red mark, and he was laughing. Along with all the other guys. We then got out, and then went to carry out our bags. And I guess they didn't catch that we were supposed to bring more than our own out, so I had to go in and grab loads and loads. I myself carried over half of the bags out, but didn't get thanked once. Meh. We got on the bus, and I sat next to Libby! We talked for a bit, and watched a movie. Then she had to get off at Westlocke, her daddy was picking her up, and Dylon Ashley sat next to me. I grabbed my stuff, and sat next to Andy and Caitlyn. I annoyed Andy like hell. But I had fun. I talked to Clayton and Martin, Cara. And an hour before we got to Fort McMurray, I got a few people's MSN. 13 people, 11 of which are in the french. Alexa, Kathryn, Kimmy, Michael P., Michael S., Jhoyli, Nikki, Stef, Derrick, Aaron, Brittany Lewis, Brandon and Clayton's. We had a count down until we got to Fort McMurray, and the whole bus screamed when we passed the sing that said, "Welcome to Fort McMurray!" -- I've made another new friend, Nikki. I've been talking to her Non-stop over MSN. Yaaay. I talked to Alexa for a bit earlier, too. -- Okay, I'm gonna start reading my auto-biography-esque book which is a journal Kurt Cobaine kept. I'm outie. --Happily, Kieryn! We're all mad here.

[Monday May 22nd, 2006 at 3:52am] [ mood | excited ] There is a person with downs, I think, yelling and drooling.... Heheh. Anyway. So, so far the trip has been pretty good. come back on Late Friday or Early Saturday, so I'll try and see you then! The plane ride was find and everythng, but to edmonton my TV was broked... And I was sad. On the trp to Toronto, I watched some TV and read a bit. And on my way to Ottawa... I WATCHED STAR TREK!!! AAAW YEEA! We stayed at a prison for the night when we got into town, and it was horriby uncomfortable. Then the next day we had a three hour bus ride to our camp, and then we threw our stuff into our rooms and had a nice supper. Sunday we stayed ad camp all day and got REALLY muddy. We playd football and I slipped on the mud, then some one tackled me. My travel club sweater was REALLY dirty. We palyed sumo, which was basically us wrapped around in foam tubes duct taped together running into eachother, and when one person fell, the other would dog pile on top of the fallen. Ms. Everitt, our teache chaprone who organized the trip, went up against Blitz... A very strong individual. I have video, I'll show it to you when I get back.;D Tuesday we went to Quebec City, which is where I am now, and we went touring to a mansion, a huron place, fields of Abraham, and then we dropped off our luggage at our new hostel, which is a lot like a hotel. We went shopping, and then went back to our hostel and slept... Where Aaron talked in his sleep. But it was hilarious things. So far I bought a Sir John A. McDonald action figure, Jesus action fgure, Albert Eistein Action figure, a belt, ducky soap, a shell, a swimming seal, a necklace, a pop-eye shirt, a wooden sword, 300g of sour watermelons, and a whole lot of fun. Anyway, must be off for now. Ta-ta, --Kieryn. We're all mad here.

AAAAAAAAAAAAH! [Tuesday May 16th, 2006 at 9:19pm] [ mood | SCARED SHITLESS ] MY MOMMY DIDN'T BUY GARLIC SO NOW I'M GOING TO DIE. YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?!?!?!?!?!?!!!111?!!!!!/////1!?1onebacslash VAMPIRES, LOL. 2 mad. We're all mad here.

Fuckedy-fuck fuck. [Friday May 5th, 2006 at 9:22pm] [ mood | Shitty, fuckers. ] Ugh... I just want to crawl up and die. I have a blood test on Monday, Softball on Wednesday, and the beginning of my mass of trips in two weeks tomorrow. I have about 2 pills and a cream that my doctor is making me use, and he wants to check up on me i 10 days. Next Monday, 4:30. Softball: Coach is ross Jacobs... And this is what he tells me... "You're a pretty lucky guy! We have a pretty good team this year, and..." Drumroll please, "You're the only guy on the team." And this is what I think to myself, "Great.... From far away this is going to be an all girl team. And when some one gets close, they're gonna think, "That girl has an adam's apple! What trickery is this?!" And then I'll feel really bad... Oh, and Cassandra L. raised a very good point today, "What if you're on Jill's team?" Jill Cross, the biggest bitch that I have ever encountered. But, nethertheless, I think I can take it this year. Travel club: We had this meeting the other day where the teacher told us that we had to write a journal about our activities... No problem, I rock at writing. Yea, but we have to write it in French. Guess what bitches, I suck ass at French. Letalone that I don't know even basic french terms that I need to know, since I have FUCKING ALLERGIES. I plan on asking some one about it some time, but I don't feel like going to up to one of my French friends and saying to them: "Hey, I need some help learning some phrases. Mind helping me?" And totally failing at saying it and feeling like a comple dunce. I have no friends, nor people that I want to get to know, going on the trip. So guess what fuckers! I have a one in hundred chance of having any fun on Travel club. 3 days after my travel club trip... I have my FUCKING BAND TRIP. Which I'll probably get back at 11 the next day, and then I have the grade 8 farewell the next morning. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, FUCK! Well, Kieryn out. We're all mad here.

Blah! [Sunday April 30th, 2006 at 9:43pm] [ mood | Shitty. ] Bleh. I was talking to Libby earlier, and we started to talk about how much it sucked meeting new people. Mine being too shy, her coming on too strong. I'm totally okay with not talking to these people that are out there in our school, but sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I did talk to them. There are some people in my school that I would like to get to know better, but I'm just too damn shy to do anything. And that's it for now, folks. We're all mad here.

"Hey mom! Guess what?!" [Saturday April 8th, 2006 at 6:02pm] [ mood | thoughtful ] http://www.healthatoz.com/healthatoz/Atoz/ency/mutism.jsp This is a self diagnoisis, but I have come to believe that I am "Mutistic." I was walking home today from a 6 hour softball clinic, and I thought about what I had said during it. Or lack there of. I thought to myself, "Why couldn't I speak to anyone? It was as if my mouth was glued shut." Then I considered another thing, "Is there a phobia of saying the wrong thing?" Then I concluded, "I couldn't say anything to anyone there, and neither can I say anything to people I don't know that well." I decided to google "phobia + saying the wrong thing" and I got that website. Blah. Fuck the phobia idea, I've got a full blown disorder. The only way to get "cured" from this disorder is either Behaviour Therapy, or anti-depresant medication. Guess which one I would rather do? Neither. How do I know this? Simple. Let us look at the symptoms... -Refusing to speak, or speaking in a whisper: Yes. -When asked a direct question by teachers, may act as if they are unable to answer: Mind goes blank. -Communicate via gestures, nodding, or very brief utterances: Yup. -Features may include excessive shyness: Yes. -Oppositional behavior: Yes. -Impaired learning at school: No. 4.5/6. 75%. Those are some pretty good chances. -- Metric concert... The other day... WAS FUCKING AWESOME. I'm standing watching The Elected play, the band before Metric, and they go off. I'm just standing there, waiting for Metric to come on... When they do. Everyone starts pushing when they start playing. It was so fucking awesome! The wierdest feeling in the world is being pushed around a crowd of sweaty people in tee-shirts. Imagine... Swimming through warm ice. In an earthquake. It was really fun. I spent $100 on Merch, so I am extremely happy, and Metric filled. My dad is going to order me a hat from their website, because they didn't have at the Merch booth. - Bought new drumsticks. Saw the Benchwarmers, the band trip has been moved to May 31 and June 1, Farewell on the 2nd and 3, AND May 20-27, I'm on the travel club trip. So basically, I'm going to be home for 5 nights within two weeks. Whee. 1 mad. We're all mad here.

YAAAAY! [Sunday March 5th, 2006 at 9:55pm] [ mood | happy ] Yaaaaaaaay! Tomorrow I don't have to deal with Brendon Schuette's (and maybe Brody Sanderson's) "hilarity," tomorrow! How, you ask? It's very simple. I get to go to Mr. Sub, WITH HANNAH! That's right. Hannah is coming near our school, biznatches. And it makes me happy, because I can tell tomorrow isn't going to be good. Social test, then... Something else.... Lunch... WITH HANNAH... And then... Two more classes. THEN HOME. Whee. I'm so excited. Wait, I bet your asking yourself, "Hurr? Is Hannah skipping school?" The answer is no. Her school is having a ski day tomorrow, and she doesn't have to go. And it makes me happy. My mommy gave me some money, so its all good.n.n Social test tomorrow. Ick. My birthday partay is also this Saturday. Because I'm super duper awesome.x3 We're all mad here.

It's my birthday! [Tuesday February 28th, 2006 at 10:20pm] [ mood | aggravated ] It's my birthday. And today has been fun. Chilled with my family until 5:30, went to the Fish place and then to the Pink Panther with Hannah and bob. It was an a-ok movie. It wasn't bad, and it wasn't great. But meh. Grampa gave me 50$ and father got me new earphones. Birthday next Saturday. There's going to be 22 people included me. All in one room. Sheesh. I have half as many chairs for the maount of people coming, not including wooden chairs and how bony people's asses are. Studying tomorrow. Whee. 1 mad. We're all mad here.

WOO/FUCKERS! [Friday February 24th, 2006 at 2:05pm] [ mood | happy ] Ommigawd. Today, there was a talent show... Of course I wasn't in it... I was supposed to, but I was sick the whole week of "auditions" and no one from my group went. So I was sad. Do, most of it was a joke. Seriously... The greatest by far was Libby, Derrick, Michael Peniston, and Daniel (I think...)... WERE AMAZING. They did a cover of "all the small things," and they turned something which I hated, into something that I loved! Me and Nathan C. were headbanging down front, namely because my hair is techni-colour. Tim said it seemed like he was high. Fwahaha. And thaaats about it. My hair was well received at school today, it's pretty hard to miss, although. Edit: "if i die and go to hell real soon it will appear to me as this room and for eternity i'd lay in bed in my boxers, half stoned with a pillow under my head" Got in a fight with mother, and brother. Tired of what I get from those two, my other brother, and father. Guess what? My father is leaving tonight for Edmonton. Big suprise? NO. My father is the terrible parent. He leaves everything for his children, mostly his little "baby," so he doesn't have to do anything. ATA is more important to him than seeing his children play a sport. He goes to Edmonton for the weekend once a month, at least. And he goes to so many meetings, that he is hardly home. Most days I hear his voice to wake me up, and then don't see him until the next morning when its time for me to get up. And when he is home, he's watching sports, sleeping, or bathing. I wish the same could be said for my, "dearest (douchebag) of a brother," Loryn. He is ALWAYS home and is ALWAYS a little twat rag. He thinks he is so AWESOME and so HILARIOUS when he isn't. He's on the improv team, right? As a substitute. Whoo. Big deal? He went to a provincials last weekend (It was a nice weekend, by the way), and I asked him after he got back, "So, did you play?" You know what he said? No. Meaning, he's not that great of an improviser. Meaning... He's not funny. If I were to leave tonight for heaven, if I were to go to a different town next week, if I were to transfer schools before we got back to school... Would anyone care at all? -- I grew an inch or so last night. My mother told me a scary story before I got in a fight with her: She told me that one child went from 4 foot 8 to 6 foot 6 in 2 years. He grew 1-2 inches every night for a week... He was hospitalized. His skin and muscle couldn't grow along with the rest of his body, and I didn't care to ask for the fine details. I'm a bout as tall as my father, now. -- My ideal Eden: Everyone treats each other fairly. No one starts war, there is no currency. People are allowed to take what they need, and there is no dibilitating diseases. There is no hate, and everyone is nice to each other. I read a book, and it said that in 500 years that the government would realize that we were running out of resources, and that there was too much hate and discrimination in the world. So, they started a program where they planted trees, and started to build gigantic underground malls... There was no money, no wars, and especially no discrimination for differences. There were beautiful landscapes, and life was perfect. Of course, it went on about if the Hindenburg hadn't been blown up the nazis would've developed the atom bomb first and then the United States would be a desolate wasteland full of hobo-esque people... At the same time the people lived. Pendragon, the Never War. -- I want new friends at school. The only person I like in the english stream (which is out of 40 kids) are 7 kids.7/40=37.2%. -- Angst whine whine bitch moan moan. Angst angst angst. Moan groan bitch whine. -Kieryn out.- 2 mad. We're all mad here.

Me no update in long time [Thursday February 23rd, 2006 at 5:29pm] [ mood | artistic ] Eeee. 5 more days 'till my birthday. 42 More days until the Metric concert. CANADA! FUCK YEA! Dying my hair after supper. Aaaand exams after convention! Whooo! Okay, anyway. Onto the hard news, thats actually worth reading. Badminton "try-out" the other day. Once I calmed down, and just thought of what I had to do, and where to go. I own3d. Beat my two friends going against me, 5-0, my favour. Went 1-on-1 against one of them, 5-1, my favour. And the other, 5-2, my favour. I have a feeling I'm going to get on, 'cuz my science teacher/coach was saying that I have good fore arm strength, and thats good for badminton. Me thinks I might go to Dr. Clark with my dad and play Badminton a few days before my daddy leaves for convention. Uh-ohs. Parents are leaving for convention. And Loryn is leaving town on Friday. I'm going to be stuck with Jordyn for a few days alone. Not a bad thing... But last time family and one brother was out of the house at once... My brother Jor had a wild drunkard party, and his friends got so wasted that they ended up {almost) duct taping my other brother, Loryn, to the bed. Makes me a little worried... Considering he's 18... And I have found Russian Vodka in his room. Bleh. My parents are buying me Rent, though. And then I can watch it over and over again and be all like, "Yay!" They're also buying me a button maker, when they go to convention... Or my mother's going to look for one, anyway. I gotta figure out some random stupid buttons that will make me happy.=D -- Nathan C. gave me some moose antlers today. Plastic, miniature moose antlers that is. And they are a fine addition to my hat. Aaw yea. I had to tape them on, although. And I need to find some duct tape so they actually stay on.x3 Ugh. Exams. I don't wanna do exams. You can't make me do exams. I don't, I won't, and I can't!... But I'll have to. Feeeck. March 6, 7, 8, and 9. are my exams. No clue which one are on each specific date... I've got study guides, booklets, and a lot of time on my hands... Drama... Where do I start? I have to do a monologue. Because I'm awesome and don't have any friends in my class... Whee. I believe I'm the only one doing a monologue... And I chose the most angsty one, because I wanna have an excuse to dress really emo. -- AWW SWEET ASS CRACKERJACK TOY!*Ignores twenty dollar bill he found in pocket* What is it?! A sticker?! Sweet ass! -- Uh, I am now in tinfoil pigtails. Yea, that's right. This journal is taking over an hour to write. Because I'm awesome. I wanna dye the shoulders of this one shirt with the red hair dye I have. I think it would look cool. Mother would probably think I'm weird... Kieryn out. 2 mad. We're all mad here.

Kieryn has not updated in a long time [Tuesday January 31st, 2006 at 6:55pm] [ mood | sick ] MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Kieryn says HELLO to all the LOSERS out there that have read this. LOL. Okay, a totally serious note now: I'm sick. Terribly. I have this dreadful throat cold and have been drinking warm ginger ale to make it feel better. And it has been doing so very well. Of course people have been looking at me funny when I tell them that it is warm gingerale. Ah well. DADSAYSHE'SGOINGTOBRINGMETOTHEMETRICCONCERTIHAVETHETICKETSUPANDI'MWAITINGFORHIMTOCOMEHOMESOICANBEALLLIKEORDERNOWLOL. I'm excited.n.n Pretty much it. Kieryn out. 1 mad. We're all mad here.

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