wtf

I booked my flight with my dad yesterday afternoon for MTL.
Round trip tickets cost $32.50.
Is this a joke?
Next time anyone wants to go to Montreal, give me a call, I will hook you up.
Downsides: I will have to go with you, and you will have to pay for my fare as well.
Upside: That will still be less than you can ever wish to pay to go, and I know of some really cool places to crash/drink while we're there.
Holla.




Also follow up to the name post.
I was telling my mom the story, and she was like: "Well I made your chinese name into your middle name as two separate names (may kay) because I figured you could pick one and go by that instead..."
whut. why didn't anyone tell me this before?

eu vou falar do musica.

some musical links for you:

White Lies - Love Lockdown
Some of you don't like Kanye West. Whatever. Here's a rocked-up cover of Love Lockdown by White Lies. (I, personally, am not a huge fan of this track, but it's interesting. So listen to it.)

Ladyhawke vs. The Killers - Ladykillers
RAFAY, THIS ONE IS FOR YOU.

The Reborn Identity - You can't curry love
Even more interesting than the Love Lockdown cover. YOU ALL NEED TO LISTEN TO THIS.
This track consists of:
The Supremes - You Can’t Hurry Love
Pairon Mein Bandhan Hai (from the movie, Mohabbatein)
2Pac - Dear Mama
ALL TOGETHER. uh yeah. FML. SO CATCHY, YET SO STRANGE.

Matt and Kim - Daylight
This is for Sasha because I think she will like it.



Man, who is John Sakamoto, and why does he have the COOLEST column in the Toronto Star? The anti-hit list is the only reason I open the newspaper on Saturday mornings.
Someone find him. I need to be his friend.

Born to gaze into night skies..

My life will never ever be complete until I can call this my home.

Ever.

Seriously.

wait, PAUSE.

WTF, Blake Lively?

What did they do to your face?

goodbye chris.

yesterday afternoon after getting home from work, i was informed that instead of going to work the next morning, we were expected to be at a meeting with the supervisors.
after much speculation and general consensus that it would be about the fact that some of the group had failed to fulfill their responsibility as participants when they missed out on a park clean-up that had been scheduled with the community, it came up that some people were disgruntled by the fact that a couple days before the park clean-up, i, along with lorna and ayman, had ditched a planned obligatory group activity that involved a bike ride along the bike path that runs through the city. apparently people thought that it was a lack of respect for the group.

this morning when we arrived, it was announced to us that Chris would be leaving the program.
He had acquired 3 warnings throughout the course of the program, and the final one was because of the fact that he was sick and he didn't go to the park clean-up without first calling the supervisors who didn't know.
5 months in the program. there is one month left.
after three warnings, you get sent home.
after this was announced, fingers were pointed, immaturity reigned, and the fact that the three of us had ditched a group activity was raised.
yes, thank you. an eye for an eye. your brazilian friends got a warning for not coming to help us clean up the park, and so you must rat us out.
so after a little bit of a group circle jerk, and putting on a good face for Chris' sake, it dissolved into a coldwar of sorts. more fingers were pointed, EVERYONE'S opinion needed to be shared. and although i thought it would be needed to get everything out on the table and air some shit out, it did not help.
i'm ready for a fight. when it comes down to it, i don't mince my words. and although everything has been plastered over for now, i still have a lot to say. 5 weeks is still a lot of time.

the rest of the day, i spent with chris... i bought him his first and last poutine here in valleyfield. we went to a secondhand store... and me, ayman, elliot and lorna chilled with him for a little bit in tim hortons. after, some of us gathered at chris' house to see him off. his bus leaves tonight at 10pm for Quispamsis, New Brunswick.
It's so incredibly sad to see him go, especially for such a slight infraction. 5 months together, and he's not just one of the participants, but he's also become a good friend, and like a little brother.
We looked out for each other, and I remember always asking how he was and how he was feeling in Brazil, when I knew he was feeling very homesick. We've done some incredibly random shit together, and I have some really stupid videos of him doing stupid shit.
Outside of the program I don't think I would have met anyone like him, or if I had, I probably wouldn't have gotten to know them as well as I got to know him.
This does nothing to help the group's motivation or energy...
We're one Canadian down. And although it still hasn't hit me yet, I'm sure it will once we get into a group again.
Bye Chris! Good luck! New Brunswick isn't that far away, come visit us in Central Canada sometime! We'll go to the CTG in Toronto.
I now have a reason to go to Quispamsis, NB.
We'll miss you!

hope you guys had a good halloween!

klutz

i have fallen off my bike twice within the last week.
both my knees have scrapes surrounded by very large, very black looking bruises. I think I have more bruises and scrapes at one time than I ever had as a kid.
It was like my body was unhappy about the large bruise and pain in one knee, and decided to even it out and do the same thing on the other.
yes, i was sober.
both times.
and no, it doesn't get any less embarassing after it's already happened once.

In other news, I am very bitter about life right now. It's stupid and trivial and whatever, but I still hate life.

In other brighter news, there's a very very good chance that I am going to be seeing Bob Dylan in Montreal on the 18th.

tl;dr

Sorry for the lack of updates and the failure to deliver on prt 2 of the boys guide to fashion.
I've been totally busy as of late, trying to pack and do final preparations for my trip, along with working, going to school and putting together this fundraiser show at big slick for the trip.
I honestly can't wait to get out of here and have everything fall away. I've been burning myself out and it's been apparent.
I totally had a breakdown yesterday which resulted in me throwing a piece of pizza in my brother's face, having a beat down, throwing various objects and me locking myself in the bathroom for hours uncontrollably sobbing and hyperventilating.
In my defense this was not unprovoked and was a culmination of conflicts that I have been having with my brothers for the past year or so.
However, in retrospect I guess I could have handled it differently, but then that's with a lot of things that I've done. I'd just like to say that my reaction was severely augmented by the fact that I have not had a good nights sleep in 2 weeks despite the fact that I have been up at 5:30am everyday to do the most mind-numbing menial task ever and come home completely exhausted from school, on top of trip preparations, the looming date of my driving test (which I must pass, or else lose my licence and have to start all over again) and this cloud of worry over the amount of money I have to come up with in order to participate on my trip. Donations have been hard to come by (sadly only a couple of people have stepped up to help out), and I'm worried about putting up the money myself because I still have tuition to pay for (and no, I don't have OSAP because I'm not eligible for it, apparently).
There have also been some family issues at play here which all add to my reaction.
However, do I regret it? No. Neither do I regret all the things that I said in the heat of the moment because I meant a lot of them. Could I have expressed them in a better manner, minus the yelling, screaming and colourful language? Yes, but then the point would not have been made as strongly as I needed it to come across. If anything I wish I wasn't hyperventilating so hard and that the message came out clearer.
Since then, my family has been treating me... delicately. It's been a day since the meltdown and everyone's been super nice and almost patronizing as if any little thing may trigger another incident which, in all honesty, is probably right.
I'm ready to leave. I'm over my house, my family, my "friends".
I don't think I'll come back. While in the process of packing for my trip, I've also been working on packing up my room. I don't feel at home here any more, and ever since highschool ended, I've always said that there's nothing holding me to this city. I'm ready for the metropolis of downtown Toronto, with which I already identify as my home.
Does this qualify as running away from problems and issues that should be resolved? Maybe, but I feel like, now, it's more needed than ever and may be considered more if an extended vacation.
I have 3 weeks left before I depart and I'm going to work as hard as I can to hold it together till then. Whether or not I'll be able to is a whole different story. Already my body is showing signs of the stress that I've been going through. My right arm is sore from vaccinations, I cannot lift my left arm very highas a result of repeated movements associated with work and carrying my laptop on my shoulder for the 2 hr commute from work to school as well as the 1 hr commute from school to home, there are blisters on my feet, and a large bruise on my leg that's created a visible lump on my shin.
I'm running pretty raw right now... another couple nights of no sleep along with more to do could tip me over the edge.
I hope not.
But I can't help but feel that I may be in need of a vacation before heading out on the extended version.

Dear diary #1

Dear Diary,
I went to bed last night completely stressed out and upset.
This morning I woke up angry.
I don't know if I can do this.
Where is my support?

Today on the subway I had an encounter with a cute boy.
An encounter that creepily lasted my entire journey from Bathurst to York, it involved the entirely movie-esque seeing cute boy get in elevator but it being too full for me to get on, seeing him sink out of sight and just thinking nothing of it.
Through some weird coincidence I walk by him at St. George and end up on the same subway car as him, climb up the stairs next to him, stand behind him in line for the bus to York, sit a seat away from him on the bus, walk next to him to the Student Centre, and despite my effort to get away from him (because it was making me feel really odd) and take a completely different route to buy food, he ends up at Wendy's which is right next to Jimmy the Greek where I was ordering salad and I bump into him eating his sandwich on my way to class.
We should be BFF by now.
This wasn't like a 15 minute thing. It was like over the course of an hour and a half

Diary, today is really fucking weird.
Should I craigslist him?
I am sitting in class and it smells like stank ass feet.

Stay classy, mc.

models/singers

So I'm sure everybody's heard and seen the trainwreck that was Scarlett Johansson's singing-career, and everybody is aware of the actress/singer phenomenon.
But what about the model/singer?
Can models sing? It's always weird to see/hear and model speak, let alone sing. I mean, I like to look at them, and their outfits and stuff, but to realize they're actually people and can talk and do stuff other than smile and pose is weird sometimes.
On that note (haha ?) here's a video from Five O'Clock Heroes, featuring none other than Miss Agyness Deyn.
And it's actually not that bad, in my opinion. I know she has a pretty hardcore accent, but it doesn't come out too much in the singing..
Anyways, here you go:


Apparently she's not the only one to move in with the model/singer trend.
We've got Irina Lazareanu's foray into the musical sphere, and Daisy Lowe waiting on a collaboration with Mark Ronson.

AND Kate Moss is apparently dying to get in on the action with Jamie and Allison.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/showbiz/showbiznews.html?in_article_id=563795&in_page_id=1773&ito=1490
All I can say is that, I really hope they don't let her on stage with them. Kate Moss is Kate Moss and all, but as I've blogged before, The Kills are pretty much perfect as is.
Maybe she IS jealous of VV and Hotel's dynamic.

um wtf

No, your eyes do not deceive you.

Those are high-heeled Crocs.

I cannot wait to see you wear them, teemed with your cut off denim skirt, lacy capri leggings, and spaghetti-strap tank top.

OH SO CLASSY.

Comfort AND style, ladies. Yes, you too can have it all.

And all for the very affordable price of $49.99.

If red is too racy for your tastes, these beauties also come in a sophisticated black.

Feeling sassy? Maybe the bronze, or the two toned silver/lavender.

Out for a night in the town? how about the "chocolate/cotto"? You'll be a magnet for all the guys once they see you in these. Every man is looking for a woman who tries to mix trash and style.

I CANNOT BELIEVE THESE EXIST.

THIS IS LIKE TRYING TO MAKE TRAILER TRASH NOT TRASH BY TELLING THEM TO CLEAN THEMSELVES UP, AND AFTER 15 MINUTES THEY EMERGE WITH MORE LIPSTICK ON, WITH THEIR CLEANEST PAIR OF DENIM CUTOFFS, AND WITHOUT A CIGARETTE IN THEIR MOUTH, BUT ONE IN THEIR HAND AND THEIR NICEST LIGHTER IN THE OTHER.

IN FACT THEY'LL PROBABLY BE WEARING THESE SHOES.

hipsternet wet dream

Some pictures which accurately describe the past two nights:








DORIAN FROM THE TEENAGERS
and Yelle

the textular more detailed account:
wednesday night i headed out to see yelle, and more importantly grandmarnier.
we saw some tectonik dancers ("a world wide cultural phenomenon!") and some guys who wished/thought that they were tectonik dancers. and also a guy who felt he needed to tell us that he wasn't creepy, challenged sasha to a dance off, and tried to get into our cab at the end of the night.

also i bumped into a girl in the bathroom who recognized me from facebook photos. she works with a friend of mine, but the real question is WHY DO I ALWAYS MEET PEOPLE IN THE GIRLS BATHROOM AT OPERA HOUSE?

thursday we headed to the cobrasnake yardsale, which was pretty much one of the most awkward experiences of my life. the only redeeming part of it was a) i got a CYOA tshirt from heartsrevolution (and everytime i see it, i get CYOA stuck in my head), b) the beer vending machine (PBR for $2!), and c) i got to see the So Me Masterpiece, 2pac shak.p., in person.

busy p is a STUD.

look at him here in this still from the justice vs simian - we are your friends video.

mark the cobrasnake didnt show up till later i assume, but we left due to the intense feeling of being judged by the toronto hipster community, and went to burger king where i ate a poutine and managed to annoy the girl who was taking orders.
also present at the yardsale was a Corey Kennedy wannabe (no joke) who directed us upstairs when we wandered wearily past her in search for the sale.

thursday night was the main event, the cobra snake dance party, that didn't get started till about 12:3oish even though the doors opened at 9:00 and there was a band scheduled to play at 10.
things i found out/realized/that happened throughout the night:

• wrongbar is really nice
  
• the wallpaper had fuzzy griffins
  
• if you sit at the table closest to the bar you have a direct view into the mens bathroom
  
• matt sim's boyfriend was doing coat check and he was actually really sweet (and was probably confined to the coat check/ticket booth, because he's underage and not allowed in the actual venue)
  
• i broke a candleholder?cup? that was on the edge of the booth, pulling my jacket out when getting our stuff from coatcheck and he was like "you know what, hon? don't even worry about it!" i wish i was as self-assured when i was in highschool
  
• in the dark its really hard to distinguish one hipster from the other
  
• there was a guy that had the same clear framed wayfarers that i did (oh hey urban outfitters)
  
• the asian girls from the yardsale were also there
  
• corey kennedy was NOT there, however her toronto wannabe version WAS
  
• mark the cobrasnake showed up in a stupid tshirt, and even stupider looking pants (he looks like more of a douchebag irl. he is also v. short)

*this is an actual picture of what he wore to the party last night

• the asian behind shark vs bear was also in attendance, definitely better dressed than mark the cobradouche

here they are together.


• heartsrevolution finally got on stage, and were pretty amazing, even though they played the shortest set ever. (ben is pretty cute)
  
• standing under intense strobe lights confuse the fuck out of me, and cause me to bump into everyone, and crash heads into sasha on numerous occasions


• you will only ever get your picture taken by the cobrasnake if a) you tell him you will suck his cock b) he wants you to suck his cock or c) you just happen to be in the frame when he holds his camera 3 feet away from his face and randomly presses the shutter release (this is how party pictures are taken guys!)
  
• calling mark the cobrasnake a photographer is a REALLY REALLY big stretch.
  
• i was dancing and this random dude with a point and shoot digital camera holds it out and flashes that shit in my face (hey, guys! he wants to be a party photographer too!)
  
• now there is a random guy that has what i'm pretty sure is the most unflattering picture that exists of me out there
  
• DORIAN AND MICHAEL FROM THE TEENAGERS SHOWED UP, fresh from their show at lee's
  
• i tried the cobrasnake's method of taking party pictures to stealthily obtain a picture of dorian, but i think i only succeeded in getting the back of his head (i will post this soon)
  
• this random hipster girl launched herself on dorian and succeeded in seducing him by holding onto his head and talking into his ear over the loud music, and moving from his ear to his mouth. he was so cute trying to get away from her, but gave in and agreed to leave with her, but not before untangling himself from her and frantically tapping on Michael's arm and speaking to him in rapid french (saying: hey, okay i am going to leave and bang this ugly slut so she'll leave me the fuck alone, brb ?)
  
• later on he introduced her as his girl "okay this eez my girl, eet eez nice to meet you"
  
• i love The Teenagers even more now. but esp dorian even if he left with some random fug slut. (she was fucking persistent!)
  
• i might be jealous that i didnt land him myself.

WHUT

why the hell is livejournal bombarding me with ads for the international muslim matrimonial site?
does anybody else find it weird that this may actually exist?
isn't there some sort of irony in the fact that the ad features a woman in a hijab, while there is a button juxtaposed on the bottom left allowing you to "browse photos now!"?
isn't the whole point of the hijab to place less emphasis on physical beauty when courting?
i'm not pretending to be an expert, this is just what i've been told by friends who are muslim.
and i am not being racist.
but this is fucking weird.

are there any muslims out there who can give me their take?

WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT THE FUCK CORY KENNEDY, WHO ARE YOU AND WHY DO YOU GET TO MEET KANYE WEST

romperss

i have been looking for the perfect romper for the longest time.
and then last night, i stumbled on this beauty on ebay.


I need this!
the only problem? there are still 7 days left in the auction, and it is already at $86.00!
(plus 13.00 for shipping.) ridiculous!
I guess I'm not the only one looking for the perfect romper.
And so the search continues..

BREAKING FASHION NEWS

UM WTF.

COMME DES GARCONS COLLABORATES WITH H&M.

forget stella mccartney, madonna, and roberto cavalli.

COMME DES GARCONS.

Rei Kawakubo, is going to be doing both men's and womenswear, as well as childrenswear, accessories and a new unisex fragrance. =O

It launches in Tokyo in November and is going to hit worldwide a couple days later.
Remember the lines, and excitement for Stella McCartney?
This is even bigger.



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