Wow! So I forgot to post the celebratory blog entry for my second anniversary on PsychoKris. The actual day was June 20th, but today will do.
Here it is. My most favourite quotes from my second year of the blog.

July 2008

(On summer vacation) Boom. I woke up at noon. It's definitely summertime.

(On wanting to live in TV and/or books) There's only so much time I can hide in the happy land of fiction. But it's so pretty. I'd rather live in a world wittily written by professionals. It's just too perfect.

(On my scizophrenia) People are so much better when they're made up. It's really unfair.

(On fights) Personal vendettas are fun, but they get old quickly.

(On my vocabulary) Hehe.. I just ran spellcheck. I invented 5 words. The rest are noises and words spelt with too many letters.

(Can you say... foreshadow?) Everything changes. I'm beginning to learn that the hard way. That scares me.

(On my lifegoals) Then we are going to stalk every drummer in any band, bad or good and I'm going to take pictures with them all C:

August 2008

(On self-discovery) I am an antisocial loser. What frightens me though, is that I might actually enjoy it.

(On Twilight) Now all real boys are flawwed and nowhere near as amazing as the fictional kind.
My standards are now ridiculously high.
"Hmm... not a mythical creature? Sorry, this won't work out"
"Wanna build me a motorcycle? You can't. Hmm. I'll see you around then"
"Edward does [insert anything here] better"

(On the awesomeness of technology) Especially when the GPS is like... ONG UR NOT LISTENING STAY ON THE 401 PLZ.

(On Grade 12) I'm not going to lie. I do want to get this year over. It's just like ripping off a band aid. Get this done, and it's university. Get this done, and no more high school stupidity.

September 2008

(On the last first day of school) Time seems to move faster and faster. It scares me.

(On grade nines) Wow.. There's so many silly new children. They scream and squeak and squeal and I hate them the most out of all the years of niners.

(On Biology class) I sit with Chelsea. So it's more study and therapy sessions than goofing off and doing nothing (aka last year).

(On Grade 12 English) I am so post-modern with my randomness, my obsession, my sporadic thought patterns, I should be taught in Grade 12 English.

(on the YRT) We decided that from now on, we will request our drivers to be sober. Yes... that would be nice.

October 2008

(On Religious Retreating) This time it was just our Religion/Music Class. 19 people that I love =]
We've been in the music program together for 4 years and so no one is uncomfortable with one another and our silliness is not judged.

(On inproving English skills) Which brings me to my theory... Blogging makes you smarter!

(On relating to TV) So I never noticed, but I'm Izzy. I put my heart and soul into everything, and every time something doesn't work out. I die a little. I care about everyone... even when it's completely uncalled for. Like how she is with Alex. I mean, that could actually be my life. The dynamic of the relationship. It's exactly the same as...

(On work) So. StyleSense sucks. I hate it passionately. If it weren't for the people... I would have long since stabbed myself with a stiletto pump. No lies.

(On my birthday) Today is that magical fateful day. Twas on this day in history that the greatest gift to sex, and rock music was born. TRAVIS BARKER.

(On Music class) In music, we're writing our own songs... and parts for all the intruments. It's also known as crying, banging on the piano, endlessly counting out rhythms, chords, intervals, and transpositions, and more crying.

(On speaking music code) Song of my life? It's definitely You Still Love Him by White Lies. And I'm wishing it would be Misery Business by Paramore.

(On my life) At the end of his book though, there's catharsis and everything makes sense in the end.
I really hope my book ends that way. That was a metaphor, in case you didn't pick up on that. By the way, I'm an english nerd now.

(On the parallels of One Tree Hill and oh, my life) Although my life creepily became the main plot of the stupid show and everytime I try to continue watching, I am reminded of how crappy my life is becoming and tears usually ensue.

(On Pajama Sam) So, needless to say. I'm extremely happy that a piece of the 90s lives on.
After all, the kids need a break from taking care of there Poniez eventually.

January 2009

(My so-called life) Drama in my life has reached unbelievable levels of 'WHAT THE FUCK?'

(On reading fail) I've been calling oxytocin... oxycotin... as in oxycotton. YAY FOR SELF-INDUCED DYSLEXIA!

(On a new semester) I'm too afraid of fucking up my clean slate.

March 2009

(On chemistry class) Anyway, in class today we blew bubbles of methane and set them on fire. Yay.

(On my husband) Anthony's like YOU KNOW WHAT! She's been my friend for like FOUR years ect. ect. and then he goes and our last names are side by side so I always end up sitting with her! It's like FATE!
And then the sub and Anthony continued to discuss our marital plans.

April 2009

(On my bandies) So I'm suffering depression and separation anxiety. From my bandies. I can't even imagine what life will be like without band geeks. Today was allll hugs and tears. I honestly never wanted to let go.

May 2009

(on prom) I have a pretty dress, that I barely fit into... so ba
sically I've been running every day. It's like. The most amazing thing I've ever seen. So. It's going to freaking fit.

June 2009

(On buggy video games) Random Sims without husbands/wives/boyfriends/lifepartners/pollination technicians have unexplained babies. I mean. K fine. If you're a girl, then I can rename your baby Jesus and have a fun time with blasphemy and such... But I'm having a difficult time figuring out how the immaculate conception by a single father happens. Yeah.

Okay. I definitely noticed I wasn't as funny after my drama and angry spats (Decemberish), so I'm going to make my blogs less whiny from now on for sure.
C:

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