I'm still alive..somewhat

So I've not been posting cause I've been out of town for my job and am now on break and before that, I was busy dealing with emotions, commotions, and everything else that comes with tough times and dreary eyes. 

Mmm. I was tagged ..but I don't have my books with me, they're all away at my job. Sigh. I'll bring one back, or do it there if I get the chance. In the mean time I think you guys should..Mmm, wait patiently for another post of mine? Bake me a pie? Tea bag that sty? Make your enemy cry? Or crawl away and die. NO! Don't do that, please. Ok. But I am beat, and therefore am going to go out and party the night away on my day off with my good chums. 

On another note, some people can be simply amazing. It's amazing how a person you hardly know can make it feel like you've known them forever. 

And for the rest of them, who aren't simply amazing, learn something from the people that are. 

"Dance until you cannot dance. "

Eat that soup and cool that shirt. 

Cheers mates. 

My life, right now.

"The best part of chaos is its recursion."- Jimmy. 

Open Wide.

They say that the purse contains the life of a woman. What's in it can make or break a woman's day. If she forgets something it can spell disaster. I know for me, I just throw about anything and everything in my purse if I think I'll need it that day, and if I don't have something I need, it gets flustering. With the new hobo bag style purses which I've definitely been sporting, its no question that things get lost in my purse and that on any given day I'll find myself a surprise, that I once upon knew about. Anyways, enough of me rambling, and lets get down to the juice. 

So I was cleaning out my purse today and I thought it would be interesting and funny to blog about what I found. So ladies, and especially gents, get ready to experience the life of a woman; her purse. 

The Wallet-- Nothing to interesting about that, credit cards, I.D., very little money.. You get the idea. 

Sugar Packets- Lantic Granulated Real Sugar Packets. I can't remember when I put them in my purse, how long I've had them for..but I think I remember why I did. I think it was because sometimes my coffee isn't sweet enough, so I thought it would be smart to keep them on me. Though, from the looks of them..they have been in there for quite the time which means they've been pretty much useless. 

Shot Glass-  Wow. I totally forgot about that one, seeing as my purse is huge and filled with crap. Must of been from like a party I went to, where I thought they wouldn't have shot glasses. Good ol' purple shot glasses. Good thing I took that out though..don't want anyone thinking I'm an alcoholic : P . 

Bank Transaction Sheet- Dated Jan. 14- Apparently I withdrew 40 dollars. Interesting. 

The Ipod- Nothing weird about that, I definitely don't leave the house without it. 

A pair of socks- Oh. thats totally from bowling. Cause I wore flip flops that night and I didn't want to put my bare feet into nasty, but cool looking, bowling shoes. They probably need some desperate washing. 

Mini Lint Remover- Bough that just a couple weeks ago. VERY handy when you have 2 cats that shed like ...mm wolves?

Mouth Wash- Mmm. Thats pretty nasty actually. I got it like a REALLY long time..it was a sample size and I've just never taken it out. I think I actually used it once after I ate something and realized my breath smelt like garlic and had no sink and toothbrush around. '

Sunglasses- Definitely epic for summer time. 

Camera- Never miss a moment. 

Lip Gloss- No Comment. 

Lighter- Nah. I don't smoke..but sometimes someone needs a light and Im the one who has it. Plus I figure if I ever get lost in the woods, (how? I dunno) I could make my own fire and survive..hopefully. 

Bottle Opener- Eeek, with the shot glass this isn't looking too good. Ehn. Its attached to my keys and it was FREE : )

Advil- Never know when you'll need that, along with Band-Aids. 

Receipts- Damn. Too many of them. Lets see: I've got one to the LCBO for $19.45,  a Greyhound Bus receipt for $20.27, A Rexall Pharmacy for $4.99 (Lip Balm), and another one to the LCBO for $5.05..tall cans I think. 

Ooo. And It looks like that was all of what was in my purse. Now to figure out what'll be trashed and what'll stay. Hope you enjoyed that!!

Cheers mates. 

Leave your impression: Here.

I was up north the past couple of days, the area to be kept a secret, but I went up north to hang out with him and his friends. Being a city girl, from one of the busiest, nosiest and cluttered cities in the world, the "country" was definitely a nice relief. 

It made me remember just how beautiful Canada actually is. We would like drive through valleys and mountains and be surrounded by trees and rocks, and all I kept saying was "Wow, this is gorgeous." Course I think I came across as a little lame, since I was amazed by trees...but it is because you don't see nice big clusters and mountains and hills of beautiful, green, tall, pine-y smelling trees in Toronto. What you do see is random, rotting trees strategically placed to create some sort of attractive look, which is far from what it displays. Anyways, I was amazed by trees, and hikes and water this weekend and it really made me remember what I miss out on. 

Anyways, the trees were so nice, but I guess this blog is more about first impressions. I met all of his friends this weekend, and when I say "all," I mean all. They were all really nice. Jimmy, I had met a few years ago but only for about 5 minutes, and since then have been like really good MSN buddies. He's that smart insightful guy I've mentioned a couple times in my blog. But anyway's I met him for the second and a much longer time this weekend..and I guess with him and the rest of his other friends, Im wondering what kind of impression I made. 

First impressions are actually very scary. I mean, they told me they really liked me, even before alcohol got involved, but I guess the question I have is: How can you be sure that the first impression you make, is the right one? 

Friends are like a really important part of keeping something going, and I just want to make sure that I can fit into his life. Like with Jimmy, there in the flesh it was a lot of fun and I felt like we clicked really well, just as well as we clicked on MSN. Mind you, alcohol was involved so I don't know if that played a part. But then I didn't have the most enticing conversation with him yesterday, like we usually do. That could be because he left the cottage at like 5 in the morning to work at 7, for an 8 hour shift and thus was tired. But I still wonder if that in person, first real impression changed anything of what he thought about me. 

Jacks other friend, Katie added me on Facebook, which I guess is a good sign; right? Even still, how do I know that it was a good first impression? Furthermore, why am I so propelled to impress his friends?..

I tried to play it pretty cool. At first I was a little shy, didn't really involve myself in their conversations, but then as I felt more comfortable, I began to like open up, and I felt like I was within their group of friends. Even still though, I wasn't as crazy as them in terms of jumping in the lake at odd hours of the night, mainly cause of my own insecurities. 

But I just hope they thought I was as nice as I thought they were. Other than wondering about my first impression, I had a blast. Up north is just so....cute. 

Cheers mates. 

It seems, Dinosaurs aren't extinct and are now speaking up.

The number of television programs and commercials that run on a daily basis is far out of reach from counting. Of course, different programs satisfy different consumers needs and different consumers are targetted at different times of the day. 

It's no doubt that nearly everyone will be slash has been educated on the idea of "target audiences" at one point in their educated life; and it is no doubt that those who have, have come to understand that the day, distributes its programs wisely. 

Through the early hours of the morning, whilst the parents prepare breakfast for their children, and youngins sit anxiously in front of the tube, they are presented with The Sesamesteet of all Sesamestreet childrens programs. From Dora the Explorer to Barney and Friends, to Baby Einstein, these run until the kids are sent off to school. Then of course the rest of the day is laden with Soap Operas and talk shows for the stay at home parents and soap obsessed, summer off teens. Once the day has melded into evening, the news begins and the more racy shows with "Viewer Discretions Advised" begin to appear; such as MTV.

For all of those unfamiliar with MTV which I'm sure is very few, MTV hosts silly, very silly reality shows such as My Super Sweet 16 in which a spoiled teens are celebrated with 100 thousand dollar birthdays and a fancy BMWs to boot. But that is another blog within itself. Amongst the unreality shows of all reality shows, they host an MTV live segment where few of the many hosts they have, along with audience members discuss the 'important' issues of today. Things like who got a boob job and who didn't?; Who was seen with who, and who wasn;t? Among those, they also showcase popular bands, which I have to say is my favorite part of the segment and the main reason I tune in. 

Now, the reason Im writing about this, in this blog is because of something I was a little annoyed about today. Firstly, I must mention that everyone knows that MTV is a racy show in itself. And if you don't, there are many "viewer discrestion advised" notices after each commercial break. Noting that, one would suggest to expect things like profanity, some nudity (to the extent that is allowed on TV) slash everything else that can be classified as racy.

Well, apparently not many people seem to take the discretion notices seriously and feel the need to complain for what they were advised they might see. MTV has something called "Viewer Feedback" where the public can write back and discuss things they don't like that have been on the show. So today, I was watching and a viewer by the name of Mr. Dinosaur (I think) wrote in saying that they were not pleased in the least to see bare butt cheeks and that MTV should respect that the people watching may not want to see that. The exact words can be confirmed by watching the re-run of that segment, which'll air again this week..as it always does, over and over. Anyways, I don't have a problem with this dinosaur man stating his opinion, but in all seriousness, a bare butt isn't that bad. As well, Mr. Dinosaur man shouldn't have been watching MTV since the discretion advised there may be things he might not like. Furthermore, a bare butt on MTV, yesterday wasn't the first day. 

I guess too, the point I'm making is that if Dinosaur man had a problem with MTV showing one of the crews members bottay (who had two faces tattooed on it; some prank pulled by MTV), I surely hope they wrote into the dozens of other programs and movies that have showed frontal nudity and bare bottoxes. Though Im sure Mr. Dinosaur man wouldn't have a problem if it was a ladies bottox. 

Anyways, I guess the point I'm trying to make is that people feel the need to complain and make a statement slash blow everything and anything out of proportion. It's like Bharat said, the people who eat McDonalds and become overweight want to sue the corporation, even though it was their actions that lead them to be in that state. In this case, its Mr. Dinosaurs man choice to watch the program, noting the discretion, therefore he shouldn't complain. So if Mr. Dinosaur man ever reads this, I have one thing to say:

Grr. Grr to you and your complaining, and welcome to 2008!

That is all. 

Zip those buttons, and button those fly's; until next blog. 

Cheers mates. 

TAGGED.

There comes a time, in every bloggers life, where she must sucumb to people knowing things about her, she may not want them too...because she's been TAGGED! Yep. I have been tagged, though its good to know I have friends on this thing, as  tairebab's mentioned, ahem who is also the one who tagged me! Thanks : P! So I think this is how it goes, I post the rules:

1. link the person(s) who tagged you (done above)..I think. 

2. Mention the rules on your blog

3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours...

4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them…

5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged...

Okay. And now the quirks, though I don't know of these would necessarily be considered quirks. Here goes. 

1. I hate people touching my feet: I've no idea what it is, but I hate people poking at my feet, my nails, massaging them, anything to do with them really. I've never gone for a pedicure for that sole reason--> I do my own. I'd rather be the one touching them than have some person have their go. It's not even that Im ticklish, which I am, but I think its more like them having my feet makes me vulnerable to them tickling them? I dunno. OH and I'm not afraid of feet or anything in general. I don't mind feet on my lap, its just my feet. I want them left alone!!

2. I sleep anyway but vertical on my bed: I've got a double bed, and Im not tall or anything, and its got about 6 inches of ledge together, on both sides of the bed. So usually I wake up and Im diagonal, or horizontal. It feels to weird to sleep vertical cause I feel like the rest of the bed is a waste of space....Yup. 

3. I make up random words and throw them into my every day vocabulary: Yeah. I don't know what it is, but random things come up in my head, where I throw together like two words and make them one. Sexcellent is a good one. Why I don't use excellent? No Idea. Oh and when I wanna say  "lets leave" I say "Lets scatter." Though I guess since scatter is a word, It doesn't count..so I guess I technically insert words into sentences that might have better words to use, but EHN. Oh and I say "hey mange" instead of "hey man"..

4. I make unintended puns, but then ruin them by pointing them out, when I realize I've made them: It started as like, a joke between me and my friends, of who could make the least noticeable puns. Since then, I make puns without realizing it, but then I feel all cool and ruin them by pointing them out. Sigh. Bah! I don't know why, but I think cause most of my puns are funny, and I like to get a laugh, and sometimes they're too subtle, so I make them show..which defeats the original purpose of a pun..if that makes sense. 

5. I get ready in my skivvies (can I say skivvies?) and to loud music: Yep. After hitting the snooze button 5 times over and savoring every last minute in bed,  I wake up, throw on the undergarments and open itunes and blast my music. Maybe dance a jig too, I won't lie. I do my make-up in them, brush my teeth, eat breakfast, fix the hair, etc etc. When its like, 5 minutes before I go, I throw on whatever looks comfy and head out the door. 

6. As much as I re-arrange my cork-board in front of my computer, I never take anything down: I rearrange that cork-board a couple times a week, to pretend Im making it look more organized, but the truth is it would look a hell of a lot more organized if I took things down. Per example. I still have my sheet of paper from months ago that has important reminders. Note:

Dentist- Sat, Feb 9, 12:00

Doctor Appt- Tues, Feb 19th, 3:15

Interview: Tues, March 11, 7:00pm

Oh and I've also got a note from my best for valentines, one from my b-day, which was like 6 months ago, my driving schools business card, which closed way back when, unbeknownst to me, but thats a different blog, a quote my friend once said a while ago, another business card, a picture of sheep...some music pamphlet I got in my City and Colour CD case. ... yep. 

I hope those were all considered quirks. Hmm. Now I guess its my time to tag some of you folks. Hmm. Who to tagggg.....

Alright, I've decided. 

I like his blog, and therefore would like to know more about the blogger himself, so :

1. Early-late-night

2. Bharat

3. Half the fun is planning the plan

4. Taxitalk

5. Secret Blogger

6. I'd say Quarter past seven, but apparently you've been tagged! Hmm. Im gonna think about this one for the rest of the day..and then post my last taggeee later. 

P.S. I will get blogging soon , back to some sort of regular schedule, before I head off in three weeks and my blogs become even more distanced! :o!! OO. But as for anything going on in my life, nothing really of importance, Sex and the City movie tonight though. WOO. what fun. 

Alright, taggee's , quirk away!!

Cheers mates!

The People You Meet Uptown

The people you meet uptown are apparently the same as the ones you meet downtown; interesting. Though this time the word interesting includes: asshole behavior (can i even say asshole?)

So the other night me and four of my girlfriends were coming back from somewhere--can't remember from where--but we decided to hit up good ol' fatty Mc'Ds. It was like 12:08 at this point which meant that the dine in part of the restaurant was closed and Kelsey had to use to the bathroom, really badly. We saw a group of kids sitting at a booth by the window, and I use the term kids to describe their behavoir, cause they were definitely old enough in age to have not acted the way they did. 

Anyways, Kelsey had to go to the bathroom and the doors were locked, so we started to signal to the group of kids that she had to go use the loo. We did everything from making the letter P with our fingers, mouthing it, acting it out. They totally understood too, but were playing stupid and shrugging their shoulders laughing. So we figured we'd type it in our phone and put it up against the window. 

We wrote: Bathroom. Open the door please?

They wrote back: Cop a squat. Then proceeded to laugh and ignore us. 

We started banging on the door and the manager finally noticed us and let us in after merciless begging. So while we were waiting, the kids came out and it went like this:

Us: Wow. Thanks for the help. 

Girl A: Awwkwarrrd. 

Guy A: Uhh what. I didn't understand what you were saying. 

Us: We texted it. 

Guy A: Oh. Well I was like why would 4 girls have to go to the bathroom.

Us: There's 5 of us. 

End of story. We went to our car, they went to there's. We wanted to flip out at how arrogant, rude and immature they were, but we're not the kind. They must've been high school students because as University students ourselves, I've never seen that from people our age, or I would never think to do that. 

I mean, to be rude and immature like that is really unnecessary. Even high school students should be mature enough to open the door instead of acting stupid. I'd give them kudos if they tried and the manager wouldn't let them, but don't just sit there and laugh and think you're better than us, cause you're not. If we had done the same to them, we'd not be better, but the fact that we wouldn't do something like that, that's what makes us better. 

Grr. The thing that makes it worse, is that the bathroom is a very personal thing. If a girls gotta go, she's gotta go. For all you gents out there, I'm sure its a hell of a lot easier to get your business done without a toilet, but for us, it ain't. 

Anyway's the people you meet uptown are no different from the people you meet downtown, they're all interesting. 

All in all, I tried to think back to when I was in high school and I really hope I never did anything like that. 

Until next time, chose those chocolates wisely, cause you never know what's inside. 

Cheers mates!