The meaning of life (my version anyway)

Either read here, or CLICK! It will rock your world. And perhaps give you a glimpse into my inner thinkins.








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I should really be more selective

So I was just in Safeway and saw THE HOTTEST guy. Like taller, blonde, supah fit. Looked about my age. Anyway after walking around the store for a bit I had passed him a few times.
Just before I left the woman that was with him said Hi to me. And then I realized she was the mom of one of my best friends in elementary, that I hadn't seen for about...(OMG) 8 yrs! And guess who was with her. Hot Guy...aka MUCH younger brother of said bff(minus the last f lolol).
First, awkward. Second, I started thinking, ok well, he's not THAT much younger than me. He was in what kindergarden (just awkward to think about) when I was in grade 3...Ok well thats like 4 years age difference? Maybe he's in grade 11. And then I realized I'm in 2nd year university, and am OLD, and am a major cougar, and FML.


In conclusion, FML.

Kinda Wish it Had Been Katy Perry Instead

I just had a dream that Russell Brand was a spokesperson/model for a new Revlon lipstick campaign, and his GIANT face and lips (stubble and all) were all over Shoppers Drug Mart....and I suddenly remember why I shouldn't take naps...

Already one year...

I'm trying hard to remember the good person you were (even though some people's comments can make it harder);
there are no words that can change the amazingly kind heart that you had.
You were the life, the soul, the blood and the breath of millions around the world,
and it's still hard to believe that you are really gone.

Countless people will remember you, and even more will love you, even if it can sometimes be too painful.
You made hearts sing, lips smile, minds wonder, lovers fall harder, feet move like lightening and gloves sparkle. (And you always will)
It wasn't that you were gone too soon, because it was your time; you had suffered much more than your fair share. It's just hard to see your smile and know that there'll never be a new one again.
Your smile could light up a room, your voice the airwaves, and your presence the entire stage.
It is impossible to hear your words, and not hear the passion you gave us with every breath and every quivering beat.

You may have seemed so lucky, but it took dedication, hard work and a lifetime of sacrifice.
We were the lucky ones, to hear your stories, your secrets, your fears and your hopes.
No matter the amount of flowers, candles, shrines and tributes, you will never be as appreciated as you were meant to be.
Thank you for giving us the chance to be a part of your magic and giving us a history that is impossible to forget.
There will never be another soul as genuine as yours.
No matter what they say about you, you will always be the King.


<3 MJ

In Our Darkest Hour
In My Deepest Despair
Will You Still Care?
Will You Be There?
In My Trials
And My Tribulations
Through Our Doubts
And Frustrations
In My Violence
In My Turbulence
Through My Fear
And My Confessions
In My Anguish And My Pain
Through My Joy And My Sorrow
In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow
I'll Never Let You Part
For You're Always In My Heart.

Close to me

Imaginative, energetic, and inspirational don't even begin to describe the man you were < 3

Oh My Chi

ZOMG! So. I don't think I told you that the Friday before this last one, I got my first credit card :) My plan was to use it for all purchases, since I get a certain percentage of whatever I spend in a year back.

SO
I made my first ever bid on eBay for a Chi Turbo Hair Straightener AND I JUST WON!!!
This probably means nothing to you, but I have been looking for a Chi for years. Litereally.
I placed a bid this morning, and it ended when I was at school

Just thought you'd like to know.
Since you are my conscious and all.

Plight of the Mighty Dandelion

So. Continuing from the last post...
Monday
Went shopping, to Kingsway....well not shopping (as it was meant to be) just to kill some time, and maybe buy some v-necks from Stiches.
Bitches at Stiches had no v-necks btw :l

I ended up buying two dresses, a pair of pants, a pair of shoes, a pair of shorts, make up...and so much else that I shouldn't have. NO you know what I should have! Because it was all amazing, and practical.
Floral Dress (Stiches)- Yellow and Pink (I only have blue/black floral...yes...there is a difference)
Black Fitted "Business"-Cute Dress (H&M) - Obviously for business-dress days.
Champagne coloured pants (H&M) - slim leg, and on SALE (which was basically everything else too.)
Floral shoes (Stiches) - cause mine are crappin out)
Black Floral Shorts (Stiches) - Are you noticing a trend here...? I'm pretty much obsessed


Anyway. I have to bid on a Chi on eBAY tonight/tomorrow morn. I'm excited...I know more money..BUT it's LESS than half the price of a regular one! Gee, I hope I get it.

Took another walk this afternoon. Same place...not same time.

And here comes the reason for the title.
When I was walking home through the back lane near the mall, I saw all of these dandelions ready to seed. It clicked it that dandelions are only pests because of their resilience and excellent survival strategy. Most plants will drop their seeds/nuts/fruit on surrounding areas. This would mean that any future trees will only grow in that local area, and will eventually be competeing with the orignal tree! But no, that is not the fate for dandelions. They have those light, feathery (annoying if they stick to you) seeds. The kind that are fun to make wishes on. And they blow where they'd like. They have nothing to hold them back, and are the epitome of freedom. In my opinion.

All they need is wind...or a kind soul, with dreams.


PS. I've decided I like walks alone.

PPS. My mom just got back from India!! WOO.

Dancin on my own....ish

GUESS WHAT!
This post is a three-day-in-one-er.
Friday Night:
Went to see Toy Story 3 with CD and PD. Awesome. Especially for a "tri-quel". I laughed so hard (esp at the bloopers) and even cried a little. You'll love it. Why are you still here and not watching it? Go. Now. I'll wait....

Alright and now that you're back let me catch you up on the rest of the weekend.
Saturday:
Went to work as usual, but with NO KIDS! Wooooooo. So just sat w/ MA, and by the time I got home I was already tired of just sittin around. Toria called, but she was sleepin somewhere else that night.
And dumbnut had obv. pushed my buttons (and I still don't get how/why it bothers me!) so I decided to take PD up on her offer of going to Lucky 13. Can you seriously believe that. Me + bar (in Canada) = Well I'm just not sure anymore, since we're apparently living in a parallel universe...

So I went. It was with PD, her cousins, her brother, and her one cousin's 4 friends. Saw RG. Which was so...strange, especially since I haven't seen her in ...omg 1 year at least, and that has been the year of her most visible transformation. Too sad that PD's older cousin didn't have picture ID!! Crazy eh. But I guess he's the type that never goes out either, so didn't know (like me with stupid concerts that have licensed areas :l). He didn't get to come in :(
It was pretty fun. Good enough music...but honestly, it was just what I thought it would be but it felt more like high school than I imagined. But with *only* drunk people this time, instead of just the random idiots.

Oh btw it was my FIRST TIME.

Sunday:
After work, where btw I told MA about the.."situation" that I had told Clarice and Taylor about on the CR trip. I think she was shocked to say the least. Very least.
I think she'll be good about it though...seems like she wouldn't...judge I suppose would be the word...
After work...it was the BEST day outside. Hot, sunny with a breeze. And since I apparently have no friends on beautiful days like this and always end up wasting them..I decided to take matters into my own hands...or to my own feet. I went out. For a leisurely stroll. No itinerary, no plan, no structure....Just my iPod, camera, and debit card (just in case I was held for ransom by some people in full black outfits...)...Except that almost as soon as I left the house I wanted DQ. So I decided that somehow, someway I would make my way there (but of course the most scenic route possible).
Just before DQ I decided NO! I will not be a slave to mass-marketing (of the Strawberry Golden Oreo Blizzard, no plug intended...), and went to McD's instead for a refreshing Dollar Drink. Iced tea, no ice. Perfect, cause it's coooooold and doesn't get all melty OR flat. (Have I mentioned I am in love with $ drinks?)

Went to see MA for a bit, and then ended up in Coronation Park. Sat. Relxed. And had the best time out with myself. I am extremely good company, and know just when to shut up and enjoy the scenery without having to tell myself.
I was out for about 2 hours. :)
Pictures taken were ahmazing. And the light was just right.
I will be posting today's entry in a bit.
It has a theme.

I think.

Shawty is an eenie-meenie-miney-mo lover

Quick sidenote: Did you know that my last post was my 100th?!?! Happy milestone for me! Since there's no one else to celebrate with .... :(


PS. (I guess it's not a ps though, since this is what the post should be about...) Some people can be so mean! I mean really, who deletes posts from facebook?! It's facebook, it's meant for talking. hurtx2: when you thought you were actually getting along with said assface.

Oh wells.
Perhaps Lucky 13 tonight. Wouldn't that be WEIRD?

Just brought them home today

My two new babies:









I'm beginning to think I have a problem.

No, fetish. Let's call it fetish.

So startin today...

Have any of you ever heard of ChatRoulette?
Well I have a whole other post for that, but this one is for things I should say before I forget.
AFTER ChatRoulette (cause it was so gross, and disturbing) Patty told me about Omegle, a text random-chat site that was basically CR without NUDITY :) Hurrah!

Anyway, I went on Omegle the day before, and since then Patty and I have been hooked. A lot of the times it's rly boring, some of the other time it can be gross. BUT good news is that you can just "disconnect" from said pervert, and they won't know anything about you! No name, no contact info, not even a username!

So, so far I have made some friends. But one in particular is who I wanna write about.
I've known him since...yesterday & I <3 him already
He is just the flippin cutest. 17, from Cali. Blond & tanned (I know, so NOT what I'm used to). I'm pretty sure plays guitar. Works out. Has six-pack. Hilarious. Actually gets MY humour. In conclusion: FML + WTF?!

Currently talkin to him for the past ohh..lets just say 3 hours to round it out (up or down, can't remember).

Worst (should be best) part? I think he likes me. AND he thinks I'm cute.

Even more horrible? This is the first time I've liked someone liking me in...years.

The absolute worst?? He's still in California. Ugh.

Don't worry I will have loads to share about this after. As well as a prequel post to this one about CR.
FMLFMLFMLFML

Never say never

So. I am going to the beebs. JB. JBieb. The Biebster. That guy with the weird hair. That guy with the girly voice. all also known as....JUSTIN BIEBER!!!
Don't ask why I'm as excited as I am...Not so sure.
I know I didn't exactly love him, but ever since Baby came out...I just can't get him out of my head!
It sucks that there are so many automatic haters out there, who don't give him a chance. Yes, he's younger, younger than most artists...But Britney Spears started when she was what 16? 17? Just like Nick Carter, JT and MJ even started when he was about 5. Come on, give him a chance!
Right now, yes, he's bubblegum...But that's because it's what he can sell! Not many people are gonna buy a soul album from a 16 year old white-boy from Stratford. I'm just sayin.
I say good for him! I'm pretty proud that he's Canadian...even though I've heard he can be a douche. But oh well, those are just rumours.
I'm just so so excited!
I wasn't going to go, but then Patty asked me two days ago if I was interested...OF COURSE! I think it'll be a super upbeat show and I've just never really been to anything but Rock/Modern Rock. Extra Bonus? I can FINALLY be on the floor at Rexall!! The one concert where everyone will be as tall/shorter than me!!! CRAZAY.

Patty and I were so so excited to buy tix today. Thank gosh we finish at Noon now, cause that's when tix went on sale. And since we had a test in Dave's class I was done at about 11! So to the library it was for the excruciating wait and constant refreshing of ticketmaster. Even at 12 though it didn't work, kept coming back "no tickets avaible that match your search" but after 11 minutes we got it!!! Thank gosh for the timed sessions though; I heard it sold out in 4 minutes!!!!

About 10 minutes after I bought them I went to eBay and Kajiji...just to see...haha. Guess what? Tix were already up, for about $200 EACH. BAH! I'm so so happy we got them.

Now let's just hope that Australia will come right after...I don't wanna have to give up the Biebs.

Music of a Generation

This is stolen material. From myself. From my old blog on msn. Enjoy and leave feeling cynical. I usually do. < 3



Well I know that this is something that most of you have probably already noticed but I thought that I'd point it out to the ones who seem previously disinterested.

All the way up until somewhere in the late 90's or 2000 music was constantly changing its "theme". Like the 50's was rockabilly, you know Elvis' smooth voice and Beatlemania. The 60's was the age of rock, the iconic Rolling Stones, The Who, and the more "mature" Beatles. The 70's was all about peace and love, a time to speak your mind and fight for what's right and just that feel-good disco; which sounded like Fleetwood Mac, or the Jackson 5. When the 80's came around...well they were 80's. Hard to describe (but you know it when you see it) except for leg-warmers, big hair, big earrings, skinny jeans, loud makeup, and Michael Jackson's solo career.And oh boy, the 90's. My era. It was the beginning of grunge, hip-hop, R&B and rap. I think this is where we started to broaden our minds and horizons...But suddenly (or not so suddenly) we've kinda started retreating and repeating. Some people like the same kind of stuff from the 90's and others like "classic" stuff from the 50's,60's & 70's and so it goes. There is no real "new" genre of music. I'm not sure if this is due to everything having already "been done" or just (another word for laziness). Nowadays it's not only the lack of a genre to call our own, but the fact that almost every song is "sampled". There seem to be almost no original beats! But that's how I know I've found a song or artist that I love. Original beats and a creative way to word the most amazing songs I could ever hear. I'm not sure whether I'm on a rant anymore, or just observing. Don't get me wrong, it feels great to grow up during an age where anything is possible. Pop, Rock, Hip-hop, R&B, Rap, Techno, Jazz, Blues, Country, everything is accepted and spread far and wide throughout the globe. It's amazing to see how the world has changed since those decades. Women in the workforce, Rascism/Ageism/Sexism etc is not tolerated, Power to the people. But a (HUGE) part of me feels nostalgic about an age that I wasn't able to even be a part of. It seems like lyrics have completely gone downhill (to me anyway).

A song written in the past really meant something, you could feel it in the singer's voice, regardless of who sang, as long as they were passionate. Each song held a story, or a lesson, to be listened to for generations to come. But now it has started to feel like a lot (not all, but most) artists are singing and writing tracks just for the sake of putting something out on the radio, or making a new album. A song now seems like it's filled with either the same line repeated over...and over...and over...and over (cough-cough-bep-cough) or many many da-da-da's (ahem sb) or la-la-la's. Honestly it's getting harder to differentiate one artist from another; I miss when it was a singer's unique voice that set them apart and made them a "star" (a la Anthony Kiedis from RHCP, or again MJ)

Now I am definitely not putting myself on a pedestal or saying that I could write better. I most likely couldn't. All I'm saying is that it's time to take a look back, and remember what made music great, what made us remember the classics, and why songs like "Gimme More", "That's not my name", or "Rock Your Body" will almost positively not be remembered for decades to come.

June 2010 Edit:
Lady Gaga is an exception to this horrible epidemic (hopefully);)
(at least she has "theatricality". That's something we need a hell of a lot more of too)

Your [heart's] grown old & rusted, burnt beneath the rising sun

So it's already June, and I bet that you feel like I'm ignoring you. Well...you're half right. It's not by choice though! Besides that Sports-Illustrated-worthy picture of me with an even sexier Rhino Beetle sidekick, I haven't been paying enough attention to you lately. I miss you, I feel like you should know.

If I could I would be with you everyday. Really. But honestly I can't even begin to tell you the hell that they've already started us on at school. No it's not just an excuse to get away from you. I already have 6 projects, one including running a travel agency (no lie), and having to choose where to go for practicum. I was so excited when I realized that this term would only be two months...but I never thought it would be two months of this...I will take a Documentation, Tours & Packages class, or even an Intro to Computer Res Systems class over this torture.

Just know that I miss you and love you and maybe you'll get lucky and I will send you another scantily clad picture of me with a new exotic creature ;)

My heart is hurting from having to say goodbye, since I do not know when we will see each other again. Sooner than later?


That's what they all say...