I'm All The Rage And A Good Friend Of Mine Gets TheDirty.com Treatment!

For the people that follow my blog and actually read my posts who happen to be part of the Edmonton crew that insists on spreading the garbage that dwells in their squalor living conditions and closets onto the internet and out of their mouths, I have an important announcement to make that majority of you have probably figured out already thanks to Mr. Jory of the West End. Andy and I are getting back together. He attempted to make his visit to Calgary on Sunday and his attendance to the Calgary Stampede with me plus the night at my house exist in secrecy from all of you. However that didn't work very well. And I would like to say one thing. The word getting out about this whole thing was not my doing. Unlike a lot of you think, I do respect Andy and didn't tell anybody, nor make the information available to the public other than to people in the city of Calgary. So if in time you decide to pin that on me, good luck next time because it won't work. The only people that knew were Andy's dad, and Kevin. Somehow word slips out to Jory (the leader of the entire pack, or so he would like to believe he is, anyways) and I know that the entire West End is going to start having their fits.


Take Eric here for example. Eric used to be a really cool guy. He never talked a lot at parties except when he was drunk, and when he would, it was always something mindlessly hilarious. I thought Eric was an all around generally nice guy. When Andy and I had broken up, he actually took my side and told me that even he thought the situation was out of control. A few weeks later he attempted to hit on me. And also asked Andy if we were still dating. Andy thought it was odd, but I simply brushed it off uninterested and didn't say anything. And when word got out I could possibly be making a return to Edmonton for a little while next month in August, he goes off onto this crazy spiel saying all the shit everybody else was saying. Apparently I have no life because I post statuses a lot on facebook. If you look at the screen cap, you will clearly see the hypocrisy in this. It should make you laugh. Sorry I didn't want to sleep with you, Eric. And sorry that my statuses piss you off. I don't think they ever actually did. I think you're just upset I'm with someone who clearly has a better personality, and better looks than yourself. Life's tough isn't it? When in doubt, follow suit with what Jory and the rest of the crew are doing to make yourself seem bigger - that's how to handle these things, isn't it?

The second picture in an inbox message from Cass. Jory's number one accomplice in every dirty-talk crime they commit. The pair are deserving of their own post on this blog and I will have that ready shortly.

So I guess Cass here was wondering why I hated him so much. So I told him the run-through of the night this all came about how he lead the entire thing along. Being the first one to pick up a phone and call me just to scream slurs like "slut" into the other end. And that was his response you see above.

I don't know what else I can do to make these people realize that no matter how much they attempt to engrain into my head that Andy doesn't love me or whatever the fuck they want to say, it won't work.

Second topic today. My friend Rae got posted on thedirty.com a few days ago. And just like me, she was expecting it considering all the shit that was being talked about her on Megan Mascara's post. If you read her article, the information is not only outdated but false. It says she does a bunch of chemicals but I think she's has a bit more sense in her than to sit around and pop drugs all day. The article also mentions she is still friends with Megan Mascara, but infact she hates her quite a bit. Rae even suggested I put her on this blog. Clearly the person who posted the article about Rae is holding onto the past since they are running around saying Rae is still friends with someone that she hasn't been friends with for almost a year. And that she's a whore even though she's had a boyfriend for six months. But much like myself, Rae is laughing her ass off at it.

As for myself Andy and I are getting back together. And I think it's funny how shit and drama starts to be purposely stirred up again by those who disapprove of this relationship. (Not that we should need your fucking approval to be together) The past few months the drama didn't disappear entirely but buzzed around, now it's about to sting again.

Apparently Cass says he'd take a bullet for Andy. How can that be so, Cass? If you care enough about Andy to actually take a bullet for him - why do you put such disregard onto his feelings and try to destroy what he has with the person he loves and makes him happy? Those lebanese people probably stun gunned you and Jory for a good reason. And you were whining about that. So I guess since Andy and I are back together you better be prepared to jump in front a bullet to prove you truly care about him.


I'll be in Edmonton next month. And I'm done with interwebs bullshit. If you have that much of a problem with me, come say it to my face when I'm up there. Peace.

In Music News - New Blink-182 Single "Up All Night" Premieres Today!

Most of you are aware of my obsession with Blink-182.

Blink-182 is BACK. And this time, it's not a hoax, a leak, or a rickroll - For the first time in eight years, they have made music once again. The 2011 single "Up All Night" has premiered worldwide today. I will have a link at the bottom of this post. This has been anticipated since 2009! It's a short song, it only has two verses and two choruses. If you are familiar with Blink-182, Boxcar Racer and Angels & Airwaves, you will notice the new single incorporates sounds from all three bands. When the intro and outro kick in you notice the crunchy guitar riffs as Tom slides his fingers across the fretboard like in many Boxcar Racer songs and in the Angels & Airwaves song "Secret Crowds". But once the verse kicks in you'll find the familiar up-beat yet flowing vocal melodies of Blink-182 as Tom and Mark share each line. The chorus sounds much like an Angels & Airwaves song.

Blink-182 has been trending on twitter since the single released worldwide at 5pm Pacific Time on July 14th, 2011 and a lot of sites that contain Blink-182 as a component have had a huge influx of internet traffic.

If the single is this big, can you only imagine what the album's going to do in the world? I'm excited. Aren't you?

Listen to Blink-182's new single "Up All Night" here: http://kroq.radio.com/2011/07/14/blink-182-world-premiere-first-new-track-in-almost-a-decade-up-all-night/2/

Something Long Overdue - Dumpweed on TheDirty.com!

"She cheated on her boyfriend", "ketamine head" "looks like a man", "has the appearance of a dog", "threatens people over facebook", "Obsessed with her ex" Blah Blah Blah... *yawn* - Heard it.

Where do I even start? I guess there are some people in the world that will burst into tears the minute a page like this shows about them - I did too....TEARS OF LAUGHTER!

The thought of posting me on thedirty.com has been in circulation for a couple months now since I started bashing Meaghan on her post. I was really close to saying fuck it and even posting myself and beat the rest of the world to it. But I figured I had really nothing to lose when it came to waiting for some random person (or maybe not so random) to do this for me, "It'll be a better laugh" I thought.

"But Jessica if you didn't care, you wouldn't be making a big deal about it" - WRONG! More wrong than Rebecca Black would be singing "Friday" backwards. (I made a Rebecca Black joke...clearly I am in a zero fucks are given mood) I am here to say HELLO INTERNET, HELLO HATERS, THIS DIDN'T MAKE ME CRY IT MADE ME LAUGH MY ASS OFF! Now let me tell you why:

For starters, people have been talking about posting me on thedirty.com for months and nobody did until now - on the other hand it was eventually expected.
Secondly, no witty title, no original/unique/funny-yet-terrible insulting "names" were given to me other than "sloot", which is a generic word on this website
Third. Regular webcam picture + generic picture in generic clothing were the photos of choice of the poster - since I don't exactly dress myself in the attire of that of a prostitute like most of the girls featured in the articles. I even thought the girls who were obsessed with me in high school imitating the picture in the white tank top and glasses were a bit more hilarious than this person.
Four. Nik really let me off easy. He clearly didn't have much to say about my looks. Which is what he usually does, for instance on Meaghan's he had said "I didn't know they allowed barn animals to work at Hooters" But when it came to me, he just simply said "Why is somebody so insane allowed to be out in the general public?" I admire Nik and no matter what he says about anyone, he's obviously one of my role models. So. Not offended by Nik's comment AT ALL. Which is what a lot of people were excited about when the idea of posting me was buzzing around the net.

And finally, this, this is funny, okay. This person criticizes (Although I don't know if that's the most suitable word for it) me for "admitting to being self-centered and conceited" -- Good job, honey you just wasted typing a few empty words on your computer screen to use against me when I already have said that more about myself than you have about me.

All in all I was dissapointed with the content of this. Un-original. No humour what's so ever. Things I've heard/been accused of countless, countless, countless times in the past, especially online.

I have a huge advantage over a lot of people: I don't really get called a slut , or look like a slut in any way. And hey, atleast I'm on the internet. I'm famous. That's something whoever made this probably doesn't have.

I think the funniest thing about this, and a lot of things in general is that I own what I say. I say "HEY LOOK! My name is Jessica Antonucci and I have something bad to say about THIS person." Yet everybody else accuses me of hiding behind a computer screen when they do the same thing, (It says in this VERY article who is posted by someone "ANONYMOUS" that I hide behind a computer screen) - even worse, hide behind the lovely "anonymous" invention of the world wide web. Maybe these people are just jealous and wish they had a gut as big as mine.

As far as the content in this article goes, not even going to bother defending myself. I really don't give a shit what's in here, what's inaccurate, what's true, what's a lie, etc. That is a waste of my time. I have other sources to make myself look better than people like this any time of the day.

Also, might I add in the little bit of information that this is no shape, way, or form degrading to my self-confidence. In fact the result of this, is opposite the goal you are trying to reach - this boosted my ego for the day! So thank you!

I've run out of comebacks. Maybe I'll have some more when these deuces come up with some *yawns* new material.

Not gunna run and hide. For your own curiosity and entertainment, here it is:
http://thedirty.com/2011/07/for-the-lolz/

People Who Lie/Aren't Supportive About Being On Anti-Depressants.

If you're curious: (Left to Right) Wellbutrin (NDRI-Depression, Anxiety, ADHD), Paxil (SSRI-Depression, Anxiety disorder), Laxapro (Also 'Cipralex' SSRI - Depression, Anxiety), Effexor (SNRI-Anxiety, Panic disorder), Zoloft (SSRI- Depression, OCD, Anxiety), Pretty sure the one on the far right says "Fluoxetine" which is Prozac (SSRI-Depression, OCD, Panic disorder)

Anti-depressants within themselves are a controversial topic in pharmaceuticals, mental health and psychology. But as a more social matter, people who lie about being on anti-depressants can be a huge issue.

When I was diagnosed in April 2011 with severe depression (one step below clinical) by a registered psychologist using a BDI-ll (Beck Depression Inventory II, Beck Depression Inventory revision circa 1996) I was prescribed 25mg of Apo-Trazodone (an SARI anti-anxiety medication, treating sleeping disorders as an off-label use) and 5mg of Cipralex (Lexapro in the US, most modern SSRI on the market today) and after telling a few of my friends most of them spit out the statement "Anti-depressants don't work, I've been on them before and they didn't work."

This wasn't the first time I was told this. I used to hear this back when I was as young as 14, 15, and 16 years old.

Unless a friend can show you a physical copy of a diagnosis for a mental disorder such as clinical depression, bi-polar disorder, borderline personality disorder, etc and your friend is under the age of 18, and says they have been or are on anti-depressants they are lying.

In both my prescription pamphlets I received for Trazodone and Cipralex, and the same with any other anti-depressants out there, they will all tell you that "the use of this medication is discouraged and not recommended for people under the age of 18, may increase suicidal thoughts in those under the age of 25. If this medication was prescribed to someone under the age 18, health professionals are cautioned when prescribing this medication" Let's even back-track to the diagnosis stage (before a pill would even be prescribed) because the DSMV and DSMV-ll (the bibles of mental health) caution metal health professionals about, and even discourage diagnosis for any mental illness in people under 18.

Now, that is not to say that doesn't happen. My mother has been a teacher at an elementary school for children with special needs for nearly 30 years. And trust me, there are kids on Zoloft by the time they reach the 4th grade because of extreme anxiety disorders. (Which is unfortunate, because the earlier a medication is introduced the quicker and stronger a tolerance to the drug will build up because the body is still growing and so is the brain developing - and mental health professionals are aware of this, that's why that is only likely to happen in a severe enough case where it interferes with a child's ability to integrate into a regular social setting, it's a "quick fix" for the school day)

But there's a big fat line between severe and rare cases such as this, and all the 16 year old girls running around with their raging hormones saying that after they broke up with their high school boyfriend they dated for two weeks they miraculously developed bi-polar disorder and had to go on anti-depressants. People like that are attention seekers and are looking for a made up scheme to feel as if they have more knowledge of a subject people find fascinating than everyone else to fill the void of their confidence. "I am on anti-depressants, therefore I experience which you do not, therefore you do not understand" I could pull off a statement like that and have it be true, but everyone wants to be a rebel nowadays, right?

Honestly, going around telling people you have been/are on "anti-depressants" doesn't make you seem better than anybody. Especially the person who is actually suffering from clinical depression or bi-polar disorder. (Which is another thing people lie about a lot as well, I can go off into a whole spiel about what it truly means to have borderline personality disorder, living with it myself) Because the worst thing someone can do is ruin the excitement for somebody actually suffering that they are going to start (possibly) getting better. And also because medications react differently in every individual, giving false information (weather it actually applied to you or is made-up) before one starts taking an anti-depressant and is new to the whole experience might scare them and prevent them from treating themselves as needed. A friend is not supposed to make up lies about false life experiences to make themselves seem better than somebody else. If someone is going on medication to treat a mood disorder, that was prescribed by a mental health or health professional, that person obviously knows what they are doing.

I didn't have this problem so much with going on Trazodone because I was prescribed it by the off-label use for insomnia. But when I went on Cipralex, a lot of people made me feel as if it was something to be ashamed of. Especially after taking it for the first time, I had an overlap side effect with mixing it with my other pill and threw up and ended up going to an urgent care centre as a precaution I wasn't allergic to it. And after telling that to some people, they criticized me saying "Oh, you're on more medication? Can't you do something else?"

And there's something else to get into. When people say medication won't help, and to stop taking it suddenly, they need to take these things into consideration:
1) Correct yourself. Medication alone won't help but medication + talk therapy is proven very effective
2) You don't know why this person is suffering from depression. Depression can in fact be genetic and certain life events in early adulthood can trigger these genes to be active in the brain - which is part of my situation personally, my grandfather suffered deeply from depression before he passed away of cancer - so really, medication is a great route to go in a case of depression in genetics to balance the brain chemicals (which is what an anti-depressant is designed to do)
3) A medication cannot be stopped suddenly without the advisory of a doctor (unless in a case of allergic reaction to non-medicinal ingredients) These medications work with brain chemicals. The same way streets drugs and alcohol would, in fact, most times the same brain chemicals. Especially serotonin (the 'happy' chemical). When one is on the appropriate dosage of medication, serotonin balances itself out to be similar to someone who is not diagnosed with depression so they can go about their day without feeling super-blue or anxious (to the disorderly level of course) about certain situations and to bring down temper. Can you imagine what happens when this procedure is suddenly self-stopped without a doctor's instructions on slowly tapering off the medication? It's called SNRI/SARI/SSRI (depending which class the individuals medication belongs to) withdrawal syndrome. Everything will go opposite, as if the person was back to how they were before starting meds, or even worse. Or something deathly called serotonin syndrome. Anybody can get this from substance abuse (mixing your 'uppers' and your 'downers at the same time) where there is too much serotonin activity in the brain and the brain basically intoxicates itself with the chemicals. You can end up in the hospital or dead.

If you ever hear someone say they got addicted to anti-depressants they are lying. Anti-depressants do not have an addictive chemistry like narcotics such as oxycontin. Unless somebody was on one of the two only "take as needed" medications (as apposed to 'take daily' medications which is the criteria for most anti-depressants) - which would be benzodiazepine (anti-anxiety), or Xanax (panic disorder - these are addictive because they are quick-acting and can be taken any time of the day when the person feels they need it). But other than that, you can't really get addicted to anti-depressants.

I guess my final conclusion could be that unless you are educated on a subject such as this, then don't lie about it - especially to somebody who is actually living in the world of depression, and also before you jump on the bandwagon of assuming medication won't help an individual get better, then don't do either of these things. You make yourself look stupid and will ultimately lose a friend.

Educate yourself, first.

"Insecurity Issues".

This is how I looked when I woke up. I did not wash my hair yet. I still have smudged make-up on. I am wearing a Hedley shirt. My ear plugs don't match because I could only get one into one ear.

Apparently, according to a lot of insignificant righteous pricks in the world I do what I do because I am insecure with myself. Look at this picture, for example. Absolutely no fucks are given.

I once said to someone, "If you are assuming I bash other people because I am insecure with myself, then you are essentially calling me ugly." He could have just said, "you're ugly". I guess that's not as easy for some people to say as it is for me...clearly.

You can go right ahead and say I look like a crackhead in this picture because you know what? I do! Go ahead call me an LG for wearing a Hedley shirt because you know what? I was an LG when I got it! Copy and paste this picture and send it to everyone you know and write a paragraph about how I'm ugly, unhygienic, a drug addict, and a terrible person, whatever you an conjure up in your head that you think would make a good story. I'll laugh. Criticizing another human being for "judging" people is like criticizing another human being for breathing. We all do it. So if somebody I don't know says something about me (which has already happened countless times of course) I laugh and simply brush it off and probably laugh again hysterically because most people I deal with aren't nearly as good at making insults as I am.

Just because somebody else insults someone's looks, or anything else about them, does not mean that person is insecure. It most likely means the person they are insulting is actually not that great looking, or actually does have something wrong with them. Or it is at least their opinion or judgement based on personal experience.

Anyway, anybody who thinks this is all out of "insecurity issues" on my part, I am telling you, suck a dick because I am the least insecure person I know because I tell everything like it is, no matter what I just spit it out and own what I say, like "Yes, I said that about this person. I think this way about this person. That was me." none of this cowering in a corner like most people did or trying to change their words around like "Oh, I meant to say that this person is just acting like a slut at the moment and isn't actually one." If I own what I say there is nothing wrong with me, there is something wrong with you because the person at their highest stage of confidence is exactly what everybody else hates to see. Wanna know why? Because I do it to. Don't talk down to me about something you think I don't understand when I do exactly the same thing on a daily basis. I do it just like you do except the only difference is I take to the next level. See, a perfect example of exactly what I'm talking about - owning what I say and owning what I do.

Insecurity issues my ass. Yeah, you wish you could look like this in front of the whole interwebz.

Source found to Chlamydia outbreak in Red Deer.

Just so you understand the joke of the title, this girl, while trying to insult me, said the stupidest thing. She said to me "Damn, that's where my friend got chlamydia from." I said I was sorry to hear that her friend had chlamydia (jokingly, obviously) and she then told me "I said you have it!". Well, technically if one were to say "you're the reason my friend has an STD" it would imply that both the person they are trying to insult as well as their 'friend' would carry this infection.

This stupid LG is named Shantel. She lives in between Calgary and Edmonton in Red Deer. I get more of a laugh out of my involvement with this bitch than any of the other ones because she's a stupid LG.

When I started dating Andy back in 2009 she sent him a message online (Yes, another LG who doesn't actually know Andy in person) telling him "Your girlfriend looks like a complete slut and is ugly what is wrong with her face, why are you dating her?" (The irony in the statement "What is wrong with her face" is of course, absolutely hilarious) Sorry, Shantel didn't know Andy was your property because you somehow found him on nexopia.com.

This chick is straight up screwed up. Her insults towards me are always very empty. She thinks she knows what's best for Andy, she actually told me that once. That she knows what's best for him. That's like a going up to a homeless person describing some type of complex medical symptom you're having and taking their advice when they say "Here. Smoke this rock of crack" when you actually need a heart surgeon. Maybe that's what Shantel did instead of going to STD clinic. It would explain so much.

Man, 12 year olds these days.

The Big Bad "Brodowns".

This post is mainly on here to give you a good idea of what most people in Edmonton consider being "rich", not so much about hate. Although their personalities from what I can gather seem slightly bothersome. I was a little bit skeptical of even putting these two up, but then I realized that they're pretty deserving of it. The two girls in the first picture (That is Andy in the middle) are Emily (far right) and Melissa (far left). This trio was not introduced to the "group" until I had moved back to Calgary in the spring. So I have never met any of them. However, I have (indirectly of course) briefly conversed with Emily.

I was laying in bed and get a phone call from some of the people in the Edmonton group. It started off with Andy's friend Cass calling me a slut for no reason and hanging up. About 2 minutes later, I recieve a call from my former friend, Beckah going off into a speil about how I'm some horrible person and a huge cunt and she told me that this girl named Emily said I was a cunt, even though she has never met me she thinks I am a huge cunt. The funniest part about all this was when I told Andy the name of the person who was talking shit he said that she was a friend of Meaghan's and he was at a party at the "Brodown" residence (Which I will get into in a minute) with her a few nights ago. I did my research on facebook and this sloot, Emily is also a Hooters girl. I think the scariest part about Emily from looking at her pictures is the fact that she has very similar facial features to Courtney (Andy's sister). With the way that she acts and how messed up both those families probably were at one point I wouldn't be surprised if news broke through that Courtney and Emily were distant sisters.

My conclusion to everything I've read, and seen and just sort of thought in the back my head the entire time is that Emily wants in Andy's pants. End of story. She is not very good at putting on the "sweetheart act" everybody has told me she possesses. Just like Meaghan, she works at Hooters. Give me a break.

Her "sister" Melissa I have briefly talked to as well. She has gone on about how she likes everything about Andy. As for both of these sloots they met him once and became obsessed with him. Although this one might be in the clear. Besides the fact I think she doesn't know how to dye her hair properly and wears the ugliest clothes like she cut off the curtains at her grandma's house and sewed them into a dress, I could care less about her because I heard she has a thing for Kevin. I am not surprised. That is the typical chick he tends to reel in.

Now. After looking at these people on facebook and judging their behavior (especially Emily's comment towards me) I went on to tell Andy they seem like absolute trash. He then proceeded to tell me that they live in a "really nice townhouse" and the brother owns a "Fifty thousand dollar car".

These people look absolutely nothing alike but at one time all shared the last name "Brodown" on facebook and now they each have different last names. Are they pretending to be related? Or is there a different baby daddy of each one of these things?

Remember, to people in Edmonton. Being the assistant manager of a mobile phone outlet or even just having one in the family while the rest of you sit on your ass and get hammered all the time, and living in a townhouse and having one family member blow all the applicable money in their bank account from their poor excuse of a "high position job" on a fifty thousand dollar car (which most people in Edmonton will never see in their lives) means that you're rich and should be treated with the upmost respect and that the entire west end must cater to your needs. Remember that. It doesn't take much to be considered rich in Deadmonton. I wonder if they own "$600 Coach bags" like Courtney does.

I did absolutely nothing to Emily yet she felt the need to be a huge bitch to me. Just returning the favor to you.

Pass Me The Lysol, I Needa' Clean Up This Bitch.

I'm not racist against natives by the way but you'll later understand the pun. People were never satisfied with the answer I gave them when it came to why I felt the need to check Andy's facebook inbox. Well you are looking at one of the top reasons right now. This is girl's name is Tirzah. Tirzah lives in the Northwest Territories. She started talking to Andy on the internet about 5 years ago, exactly like I had. As you can clearly see in the message screen cap from my own facebook inbox above, she claims that she has been in love with Andy for five years without knowing him in person - I think they had actually met at one point when her family decided to go on a summer vacation to Edmonton (atleast that's what Andy told me). Of course this was a one time thing but little miss Tirzah thought she had met prince charming and that they were destined for eachother.

I didn't even know who this bitch was until my name popped up on Andy's facebook page in a comment I left in a generic status and she just randomly says to me "God. Go away, I am so sick of seeing your ugly face all over his page, I try to talk to Andy on facebook and all I see you, you're so annoying" - I bet she didn't know that she had just said that to his girlfriend. She then told Andy that she would no longer be able to talk to him anymore because I was around. This entire thing made me L-O-L quite literally.

However, so much for never talking to him again. A few months later I found a comment she left on his page about how she was planning to actually go see him. And she had basically written out the entire schedule she had in mind for what they were going to do. She planned to have him drive her around in his car, take her to Booster Juice, and then park somewhere and make-out. This bitch had openly said all these things on his facebook wall even though Andy was listed as in a relationship with me. Whenever I'd messaged her telling her she needed to get her head screwed on straight she told me Andy and her were meant to be together. No previous relationship, nothing. They met once, that was it. She is also younger than Andy, and myself.

This continued on and off and eventually she fucked off, until a few months ago when I was sitting at work on the laptop and I had seen the above messages roll into my inbox. You can read them for yourself. This girl made up some of the most bullshit lies that I've ever even heard. Apparently she was in love with him, apparently she was going to move to Edmonton and Andy had told her that he'd help her find a place and that "they would date and be together forever". I called Andy right away and told him about this ridiculousness but for some reason didn't believe me. When he later on came to pick me up from work I forced him to read these messages....I had finally proved to him that most of the chicks he knows are psycho bitches.

At the end of it all I said to her "If Andy and I aren't together according to you, what is a $300 promise ring doing around my finger right now?" I think that made her cry.

Perhaps the most amusing part of all of this is that it ended in this chick's mother finding out her 16 year old daughter was fantasizing over some 20 year old guy she met online and blocked Andy's phone number from her Blackberry and personally went onto her facebook and deleted and blocked him. When I found that out, my day suddenly took a positive turn.

This is the ultimate example of a truly psycho bitch. Tirzah, you're the most annoying LG on the planet. Go back to your igloo.

Devon Disaster.

This atrocity you are looking at on your screen is Sam from Devon. You know, I've always hated that town. The most hick-like people, trashy houses that face the side of a giant cliff in which most people who live there should go and fall off of in my opinion, and cold-ass fucking weather. (Yes, I have been there before) This is an old picture of Sam I got off her nexopia account since her facebook is entirely private. But she's still a fat cake-face either way. And doesn't look much better now to be honest.

I have always hated Sam even though I've never met her. To be honest, this girl was where a lot of my jealousy issues even came from. The way she had talked to Andy on facebook was overly-flirtatious and usually had sexual undermining content. Or maybe it was just a bunch of useless and unnecessary crap to get a rise out of either him or maybe even myself. "I like your bum, it's cute, it's mine can I grab it? Imma grab your bum next time I see you." -- inappropriate and unnecessary to be posting on a TAKEN guy's facebook profile.

For the longest time I never knew exactly why I hated Sam. I couldn't exactly pick out anything between her nasty caked-on make up and fake eyelashes, and stupid garbage she wrote on Andy's facebook all the time. Then one day while driving back from the actual town of Devon, while doing our regular spring phone-book delivery, he brought up the idea of doing the phonebooks by himself the next day. I refused to let him do that as I said I wouldn't have him driving up to Sam's house to get her to "help him with directions around Devon" and "hangout". He then asked me why I hated her so much, and after it being so long since I even really thought about it I even in fact stated I did not even care about the bitch anymore. But then a rather interesting story came out of Andy's mouth.

Apparently this chick was brought to Andy right before him and I had actually met, in person, by a couple of his friends. They thought they'd be a good match. So he went out on a date with her. And turned her down because he liked me more, obviously. But he told me she was really mad at him and upset over it....I don't think she wanted to give up yet. Sorry Sam. You just might have had a good chance of NOT showing up in my blog, except that little bit of information got leaked, so...sorry honey.

The funny thing is is that the entire time I've hated this bitch I never even knew that his friends thought she was a better match for Andy, I didn't know anything about this blind date but I just hated her anyway. One time I even told Andy when he was picking her up that I hope they got in a car crash that'd leave Andy unharmed but do some physical damage to her...later on that month when I was up visiting Andy he told me that she actually got into a car crash. He told me not to laugh and that it wasn't funny. Maybe I wasn't even making light of her misfortunes, but laughing over the fact that when it comes to this chick..I'm right about absolutely everything. Why do you think I don't take anyone seriously when they scream at me over the fact that she "doesn't want Andy in that way"... Give me a break, I have been right about every single thing with this chick. I am that amazing.

Hooters, Hockey boys, and a lot of STDs.

Okay. This is Andy's ex-girlfriend, Meaghan. Yes. It is what it looks like. Meaghan here is one of the biggest sloots in Edmonton. She's on thedirty.com, honestly. Read her article, it is of much more amusement than my small post. But I will continue to go on. I absolutely hate Meaghan for the sole fact that even though she harps on me about the fact it was two years ago her and Andy dated, yet she still tries to get into his pants...but that isn't unusual and I don't think Andy should take it personally. More of that on thedirty.com (link is posted at the bottom of this) and on to my personal experience with Meaghan. For starters. Over the course of her relationship with Andy she cheated on him three times, on a side note claimed to be "bisexual". And for some godly unknown reason. All Andy's friends and his sister didn't hate her but hated me and accused me of cheating on him. Honestly, whenever a comment comes out of Andy's male friends mouths it's just "she's a bitch but she has huge tits". Meaghan is also really stupid. I have actually talked to Meaghan quite a bit on facebook, we'd insult eachother back and forth. She told me she was saving up to buy me a waxing kit and I told her to try to thank her for her generosity I'll need to top that lovely gift with an appointment for the plastic surgeon...two for the price of one, maybe? Get a breast reduction and get 50% off to fix your horrible face. Andy's dad's fiance had ordered me some clothing off the internet for Christmas. She got me 3 shirts. Without telling me, I found out he gave one to his sister, and one to Meaghan. So I told her, that I wasn't going to be mad about it anymore. Because she probably gets cold in that Hooters uniform she wears 24/7. She wears it out to the club, she wears it everywhere. She thinks she's hot shit because she was in a "Miss Hooter's peagant" (By the way, she didn't win...most likely due to the fact she looked like she gang-banged the entire Doritos factory five minutes before the peagant probably started) I constantly have people tell me she's better than me. How is that possible? I didn't know being a penny hooker and using a "family restaurant" as a cover-up career for the real occupation contributed so much to society. Also, according to her. Calgary's Hooter's restaurant only has 2 pretty girls working in it...and that's supposed to be a demographic representation of the entire population of Calgary's females and how good looking they must be. Basically, a city's only as good as it's Hooters girls. I wonder what that statement says about Edmonton, Meaghan.

Perhaps the craziest thing this sloot has done is sleep with some random guy two years after her and Andy break up, think that she's pregnant, and while I was dating Andy ask him if he'd pretend to be the father of it, anyways. Thank god she wasn't actually pregnant. Things like this should not be able to reproduce. This chick is fucked in the head, end of story.
http://thedirty.com/2011/03/edmonton-hooters-girl-gone-wild-2/

The West End, Asian dick and Coach bags.

Okay I am just going to start with the biggest problem around to get it out of the way. This was my boyfriend's (Andy) sister. Her name is Courtney. My first ever rival I had in the whole situation. She is just a terrible person. She lives in the west end of Edmonton (with most of these other trashbags) and is one of those greasy ex-veteran West Edmonton Mall rats. She used to be a major scene kid who would pop drugs in the mall and walk around with all those other rats being noisy and thinking they are hot shit. For this reason, miss Courtney went on from the age of 12 to 16 thinking she was the hottest shit around because she was able to smoke a cigarette and get a job at La Senza, although clearly flat chested herself, she still bragged about being a "bra fitter" - why brag you ask? Because this little miss I'm pretty sure is bisexual or maybe even lesbian. When I dated her big bro he had told me she was bisexual because she used to make out with girls. If you want to be friends with Courtney, you either have to be a 13 year old little girl who will buy drugs from her, or your best luck might be if you're a male over the age of 21, drive a car and have a credit card. This sloot usually snatches her prey through big bro's friends. Everything needs to be paid for by big bro or his friends. Even a plate of food from Denny's (one of the main components of West End trashbag diets other than liquor and mcdonald's for it's business hours being as extensive as the liquor store and cheap meals). She only really party's with big bro's friends (Jory, Cass, Kevin...who are all 20+ and must be jumping for joy over the fact she is now 18 and will be slooting it up at the club asking for dick) which is funny because all of these guys are like brothers to Andy. And I know she's fucked Jory and Kevin for sure. Also, the worst thing Courtney has done to me besides brainwashed all Andy's friends to hate my guts was probably try to set up or encourage her underaged friends at the time to date Andy...So when you think about it, it's like a terrible incestuous situation gone horribly wrong. She also claims to be vegetarian, but clearly eats packaged meat. The most awkward thing about hanging out with Courtney is that she'll talk about how she is attracted to Asian guys, and tell you their dicks aren't small. And then open up a bag and say "I just spent $600 on this Coach purse" .... Isn't it kind of awkward that no Coach bag is that expensive? That's just trying to attain some bragging rights....or maybe an excuse as to why she wants people to pay for a meal at Denny's. No matter how classy you try to be honey, you'll always be trash. And the biggest homewrecker in existence.