A dog is a (wo)mans best friend

Word of the day; Fidelity; faith in something larger than themselves.

Today this word means a lot to me. Not because I am in love, or in any type of romantic relationship but because my dog is in pain. Ever since I got home at around 3:30 pm yesterday afternoon, he's been sore. Whining, yelping, crying, scared and timid. At first it started off in his "wrist". It was trembling, and he couldn't stand on it. Now it appears to be his hips, as he can't walk.. or struggles to walk down stairs and up stairs. He's trying to act normal, but he has zero energy, and is in too much pain. I have been bracing myself for this for quite some time as he as already outlived his life expectancy based on his breeds (german shepherd; ages 8-10 & great dane; ages 8-10). My dog is going on 11 so I was expecting some diminishes in energy levels etc. As much as you brace yourself, it's not any easier. I have done nothing but cater to him, help him get around, comfort him, and give him all his favorite treats, and to be honest, there is nothing I'd rather be doing. This is why fidelity means so much to me today.. I will be loyal to him for as long as it's needed. And with you guys as my witness, I will not be selfish when the time comes for him to be put down. I will not let him suffer.

Okay, no more sad talk. Let's be happy. I HOPE some of you watch Glee because my god it was a good one last night. It was like the original Glee - no celebrity guests, no pointless singing, just good ol' Glee. Kurts new potential love is to DIE for, and I can't believe the football jock.. Ryan Murphy, you are a genius.

Another thing, you know the new show "Lake Shore"? Toronto's semi-version of Jersey Shore. WELL my friend Joey Violin can be seen on this show as "the Wop". Fascinating right? The show isn't something I would typically watch as I'm more in to the saga of Chuck and Blair on Gossip Girl, but I will support him and... watch.

I think that's about all I have right now.. I need to start doing some hmwk, and get ready to head in to Toronto for a meeting - I use that term loosely.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

Hey Y'all!

Today is one of those days that I'll do anything to avoid homework. I have so much, and I just can't do it... I just can't.

This weekend was pretty shitty I'll have to say. I woke up Friday morning all pumped up to go to London for a romantic weekend with Nicki (obv name change here - named after N. Minaj). So anyway, I wake up to the worst headache you could imagine. I could barely open my eyes, or lift my head off my pillow... brutaaal. So I go to the bathroom (which I'm pretty sure is the first thing everyone does) and I puked. I was just sitting there, getting dizzier and dizzier, and then.. it happened. So I did what everyone else would do, and climbed into my mothers bed. She brought me water and advil like an angel, and then I fell back to sleep. I woke up three hours later, feeling woozy, but better. So I liiiiterraaally did nothing all weekend. That's a lie, I got enough energy to go shopping and bought two new pairs of shoes (one heels, one flat boots) and oooone spectacular faux fur vest. God it's amazing. It's been too hot this week so far to wear it, but the moment it dips below 5 degrees, I'M WEARING IT EVERYWHERE.

The problem that I've seen developing in the last few weeks is my crush on Nucky. I don't think I've had a real, real crush since the first time I met my ex-boyfriend... i think 4 years ago now? I spend a lot of my not-so-free time thinking about him. I hate when I start to really like someone because I can't focus, and I become nervous, and I lose all chance I ever had at being witty. I stutter, giggle, and act like I've never been in contact with the human species before... See why I don't like liking people.

Anyway, my point is, I might be seeing him this weekend. AH. My newly-single gal pal is throwing herself a party, and GOOD for her. So, we'll seeeee.

I'm about to go get my hair done.. like really, if I don't stop blogging soon, I'll be late. I think I'm going to put a lot more plums/reds in. BUT I'M NERVOUS. Causeee I'm a wimp.

Also, I will leave you with my final thoughts of the day.
1. Now that I'm employed I miiiight have to miss the Santa Clause Parade - which I've never missed and is an annual ritual for me and mom
2. Now that Weezy's home I have to come up with another countdown. I have two:
a. CHRISTMAS .... December 25. Obv.
b. BLUE JAYS HOME OPENER (April 1)

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Weezy F. Baby

I have ONE thing to say right now.

WWEEEEEZY'S HOOOOOME!

After some confusion at Rikers, there had been speculation that he would be in for one more day. But guess what!?

NOPE. WRONG.

HE'S HOME HOME HOME HOME.

Ordered a new tshirt today "Weezy's Home"

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

It's Movembbeeer

Word of the day; Insidious; stealthily or treacherously deceitful

Oh my god, I haven't been here in a while. I've been so busy, and stressed, I feel guilty being on my computer when I'm not doing homework, hence my casual disappearance for a week. Still, no excuses.

Let me think what has gone since last Thursday. Well, Friday I had a second job interview at Aritzia... the district manager was extreeeeemely pretty (intimidating) and great style (intimidating), but was veeeeerry not-so-nice. At least at the beginning anyway. I think I gave her the impression that mean people really don't bother me, so she really sweetened up and then she was just a really nice, pretty girl, with great style. Anyway, I thought I blew the interview, until the end when she basically said "pending reference checks" we'd like to offer you the job. OKAY GREAT. I'm almost employed. Cross your fingers and hope they call today like she said! :)

Okay it's night time now. YAY. The weekend of Halloween. It's Friday night, I'm dressed as a ballerina, and out with my besty - who was 80's glam rock. We drank way too much, went to a party, met some very mean cops (real ones, not in costume).. drank way too much again (playing flip cup with vodka/redbull) and then she met a boy. I think I'm going to call him MC Hammer... or maybe just Hammer. Yep, Hammer. This is because he was dressed up as 80's rap. Fitting right? Okay.. so they hit it off MAJORLY. She wants him, he wants her.. terrific. I'll mind my own business (with my buddy Forrest Gump - costume, not movie) Then she decides she wants a relationship before she goes further, WHICH IS NORMAL. But me, being the bad influence friend, pleads with her to go further. "It'll be fun, you'll regret it if you don't." I tried everything... but good for her, no budging. I'm proud of her, and annoyed with myself for being like that. We met a cute boy on the street - Justin - who had a "girlfriend per se".. who the hell knows what that means. Then, I don't remember much else. I know I yelled "free weezy" to many people on the street, and I know my friends friends picked us up. We went back to her condo, and the rest is history.

Saturday, I was hungover and laid on the floor all day. Sunday, I grocery shopped, carved pumpkins, and dished out candy to allll the little kiddies. I also bought a new coat, and new boots. They are VERY cute!

OH YEAH- IT'S MOVEMBER. Dirty, greasy, facial hair. My favorite time of year, thaaaank goodness.

Now for the final thing today as I am very late for the editing room at school.
I have a crush on a boy. Remember Hollywood? I'm not a fan anymore, he's too pretentious and annoying. Obviously he's still super hot, and super cute shoes, buuut too annoying. The new boy though: Nucky is what I'll call him. I hooked up with him hmm last February or March... no wait, it was the beginning of February. That was it.. i didn't like him. He texted me on Valentines Day, I was creeped out, never to text him again. (Except for the odd time).

Since school has started back up again, we pretty much drunk text each other either every weekend, or every other. My besty.. i need a name for her. I'm going to call her... Apple. (she made me very delicious apple blossoms once and that's all I can think of at the moment - i may change it later). Anyway, apparently Apple already knew that I liked him, when I didn't. So i guess i've liked him for likeeee, well since Nuit Blanche, like actually liked him. But I only realized it this weekend. The problem with that is: once i start to consciously like someone, I start to act like an idiot. So I think i ruined it with him ALREADY. How embarrassing. Whatever.

Oh yeah, one more thing: one of my other bestys, MOVED TO WHISTLER THIS MORNING. At 4 am. Last night we had a little goodbye and I'm very sad. Thankfully I'm going there in Feb. for reading week... but still. I'm sad.

Kkkkk, that's really all now.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

It's on bitch!

I have a simple message for gossip queens out there; please be mindful of who you are gossiping around.

A very reliable source has told me of someone who has been bitching about me. Normally, I wouldn't care, I mean.. everyone gossips. I do it, my friends do it, everyone does it. But I don't do it directly to ones superiors. Remember when I told you about my story going funny, and losing credit for it and being distraught over it? Well, it's this same editor/peer that screwed me over that was bitching about me. What did she say? Well she told her professor/head editor that she doesn't understand why I'm upset, that she did all the work, and that my story was "shit". This is what I think about that: I'm upset because you stole the credit for my story, you may have set up the interview but I did the interviews... oh wait sorry, you asked a question or two, I transcribed the interviews and finally I WROTE the story. Yes, you have now made changes, added more quotes and wrote a paragraph or two. But it was based on what? OH RIGHT, my story. Finally, if you think my story is shit, I can respect that, but I can not respect you as you did not have the balls to tell me to my face.

I'm spending hard earned money to attend this school, and I learned the wrong thing this week. I learned that some people are cutthroat, sneaky, and manipulative... but what I should have learned is how to make a story better. Unfortunately for you, I will be your editor next semester... should have thought of that before you did what you did.

Okay, thank you for listening to my rant. NOW, let's be positive. Other than that, I had a great day. I really love my friends at school. They are all super cute, super nice, and just amazing people all around. Thankfully for them, I came out of today smiling.. EVEN with Noble as a prof (who definitely isn't as bad as I had anticipated)

I'm really excited for Halloween, aren't you? I'm going to be a ballerina. It started out as a prima ballerina, you know just baby pink from head to toe? But it turned out to be something different. My tutu is black and pink (which I normally hate together, but for Halloween there are exceptions), my body suit is black, and my tights are black. I'm attaching some pink material (from my tutu) on to my body suit with a bow in the back and I JUST CAN'T WAIT for tomorrow night. Then, on real Halloween, I will be dishing out candy to all of the cute little kiddies that come to my door.

I think I've gone on for too long, I feel like I've got lots to say today, so I may be back later...

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

FREE Weezy

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

And I always heard people in New York never get to know their neighbours...

THE MOST EXCITING THING EVER.

One long weekend in the summer, me and my besty, are packing up and going to New York City. We are going big, doing it up reeeeall big, and having a glamorous time. Me and her, well, we're moving there once school is over and done with. But as we are poor students, we'll probably end up in a one-bedroom apartment sleeping on single beds with one bathroom to share. So, while we can, we're going to have one luxurious night.

We are going to stay at a wonderful hotel that runs around $500/600 a night, and TRY to fly first class. We will wear skirts and heels on the plane, as if to act like we normally do this. We will act rich, order room service, champagne, strawberries, THE WHOLE works. I'm really excited. We are going to go out dinner, and coming back to watch old movies in big hotel robes. This may not make sense to anyone, but to us, its crystal clear.

P.s. I hope you stick with me through the move and slumming it in New York when we move in a couple of years... it'll mean a lot.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

I don't want to put you in a cage; I want to love you

Bonjour! Hola! Yahsu! Hello!

I just wanted to start off by saying that my boy Weezy is out in SEVEN DAYS. Yep, only 7 left. Anyway, I've had the worst week so far and I'm hoping it's getting better. Let's start with Monday.
I wake up to a breaking news alert on my phone: Omar Khadr pleads guilty. Although this means he'll be in Canada soon, it also means he's admitting to murder. Now, the question is.. did he really do it? OR is it just giving up as he'll never win? I think the latter, but what do I know? Not a very good day after that.. But then it gets worse. Rob Ford wins the mayoral election. I don't want to be rude, or say things unfairly, so I'll say things that he has proven to the public. He's anti-gay, doesn't want immigrants (who help the economy immensely) and wants to get rid of street cars and bike lanes. Which also means he's not really all for the environment. COME ON TORONTO!

Tuesday was the worst day. I spent a majority of the day crying. It's really a long story so I'll shorten it. I was working on an article for the paper, I was working very closely with my editor. I was not informed that our relationship had changed from reporter-editor, to co-reporters. I wrote the entire article, did all the interviewing (with her there to ask 1 question), sent her my article (as I would normally do) ONLY to find out that she was re-writing parts of it so she could claim it as her own. So, NOW it's a co-written piece; unusable for my portfolio. The worst part of it all was that I was tricked. She knew the entire time that she was "co-writing" it... and never once told me. I was used, and manipulated. Someone needed to do the dirty work, and guess what? It was me. Anywaaaay, I got a massage later do alleviate some stress, bought some cute new underwear (La Senza has 5 for $35) and all the materials to make my tutu for Halloween. It'll be pretty.

I woke up today feeling a lot better, sort of just dusting my shoulders off. There's nothing I can do, I learned the hard way, and I know who NOT to trust. I feel skinny today actually, even though I ate a very fatty dinner last night, and I have a second interview at Aritzia. WHICH IM SO EXCITED/NERVOUS for.

Wish me luck!

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Sanity kills; So I live the crazy life

Good eveenning friends!

I hope all of your days are going wonderfully though I know some of us have spent 1 too many hours in the editing room, and all deserve a nice alcoholic beverage of some sort.

Anyway, my day started out just horribly. I woke up late, and had to rush to get ready for my ultrasound at 9:45. Thankfully, I made it in time (9:43 to be exact)... but it wasn't a very good appointment. I was going as a follow up appointment to check on the lump in my breast, I really don't think that anyone needed to know that, so I'm sorry if that disturbed you in any way. Everyone was hoping that it would have shrunk naturally since being off the pill, but unfortunately it didn't. And of course the ultrasound technician isn't allowed to tell you anything, cause that's the doctors job... but she did tell me this: "It's not going away... if anything, it'll get bigger, cancerous or not, it'll keep growing. This is because you're a young, fertile, woman" Isn't that a nice message? So what that really means is: You're going to have to get surgery at some point. What it also means, is that I can probably never go on the birth control pill again, because the estrogen makes them grow faster or something (I don't actually know the science behind it all). This may not be a big deal to a lot of women, but it is to me. My body feels better on it, you know, all your hormones are balanced. No pimples (ever), slower hair growth, and a nice, usually pain free period. (Again, sorry if any of you are disturbed) Too. Bad. For. Me.

Anyway, got to school after this stupid appointment, to begin SIX hours of working in the editing room; Completing a total of 3 assignments, some easy, others nooot so much. I just got home about 10 minutes ago (6:30), but to VERY good news. My "Free Weezy" shirt came in the mail, and I'll have you know, I'm never taking it off. I'm wearing it now, and I'll wear it forever. EVEN after he gets out of jail, just so people know that I supported him while he was in there. I have one more piece of news, and this time it's bad: my Tickle Me Pink crayola costume, is officially out of stock... IN ALL OF NORTH AMERICA. What's a girl to do?

That's all for now folks,

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Let'sss switch it up!

HEY!

My besty just gave me the most amaaaaazing idea ever. Remember when I told you that I had a crush on a guy... You're probably thinking, uhh yeah, but which one? There's a million. Anyway, the one that I can't really have, well mostly it's because he's gay. So OBVIOUSLY I can never be with him/it will never work. But this IDEA is eeexxxxcellent! We, me and the guy, go out together, like a couple, but not. yaaa know? So guys will like me more, cause I'm "unavailable", and guys will like him, cause they'll be able to see through our facade. SEE, sheeer brilliance.

So, we both fall in love, with other people. AMAAAAZING. I'm just so excited about this idea I KEEP saying aaamaaaaazing.

Anyway, I'm sitting in class right before my first test worth 25%, hopefully I'll pass this one, but the next one, at 3, also worth 20%, noot looking promising. I'll let you know how that goes later... for now, BE excited for the crazy brilliant plan.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Midterms Suck.

Heeey kids!

How's errr'thang going tonight? I'm currently sitting in my bed, chatting on skype with a besty, sweating my pants off. I think it's cause my computer is on my lap, but literally, dyyiiing of heat.

I haddd a craaazy weekend, I wasss pretty irresponsible. I have a TWO, count TWO midterms tomorrow, as in Monday that I have barely/but sort studied for, and I not only drank Friday, but Saturday as well. And the funny part about Saturday drinking was that I started at 3 pm, but was still drunk from the night before. Because I drank so much, now I'm not saying I'm proud of this, I'm just stating the fact. Anyway, Jacob, from a million posts ago, I kissed him again. STUPID, I KNOW. I'm pretty pissed at myself, it was all the alcohol combined from two nights. Not a pretty picture. The fiiiirst night, as in Friday night, I literally met the man of my dreams. He's super tall, super hipster, and super sexy. Creepy, but literally loveeee him. So awkward around him, don't know how to act, or be... like super loser. I'm slowly getting over Hollywood cause it's obvious he intangible to me, so there's no point in liking him. Whatever, I'm over it :)

My midterms tomorrow are literally killing me. We have a law and the media exam, and let me tell you, out of the 6 weeks of school so far, we've had three classes. First week, was Labour Day, so we had class 2nd week, then 3rd week she cancelled, 4th week we had presentations/little bit of learning and the 5th week was Thanksgiving. SO LITERALLY, barely any classes. I honestly don't even know what to write in this exam, I've been studying stuff from the text book, but it's ridiculous. Who even knows? I have so much hmwk this week (I'm being a whiney baby again.. surprising? Nooope.)

Anyway, I must. I have to continue studying/sleep and crryyy cause of my potential fail tomorrow.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

I Am Not a Human Being

Word of the day; Salacious; treating sexual matters in an indecent way and typically conveying undue interest in or enjoyment of the subject

hi hi hihiiiiii, I'm going to try and make this post as upbeat as possible even though I'm in the worst possible mood eevvaaa.

If you can imagine, which I'm sure you can, everything that could wrong today, went wrong. It started with me not being able to fall asleep last night, and then ironically enough, sleeping in this morning. I was late for school (by a mere 23 minutes) where I was then reamed out by my prof for being, the mere 23 minutes late. Jackass. So whatever, later in the class, this same prof dumps two fairly big assignments on us, both due next week. That part isn't really a huge deal, except for the fact that it's the middle of midterms, and the middle of our other deadlines for the paper. Whaatev, I'm being a whiney baby. I know.

Anyway, so then I have a huge break in between classes where I have to go outside, in the pouring rain to take pictures for this stupid article again. So now I'm probably going to get sick... Again, I'm being a whiney baby.

On top of all this, I have a crush (another, I know) on a boy that will most deffiiiinitely never be in to me. Like, really... NEVER. It's not a real crush, not like I want to date him crush, but like a you're so hot and stylish I wish you played for my team, crush.

Anyway, drove aaaalll the way downtown to pick up my mom, only to drive all over the world for her coworkers. Not a huge deal, I wasn't in the mood to be alone anyway, but about 3.5 hours of driving tonight, neaaaarly killed me. I was asleep in the car almost.

I have one more thing to be annoyed about before we part ways for the evening. I take the 407 to school, only during rush hours, which is a costly drive. It costs about 12 dollars each way on the 407 from my on ramp, to the exit that gets me to school. So that's 24 dollars a day, if I take it too and from. And this morning, it took me TWO WHOLE HOURS to get to school, most of which I spent on the 407. I hardly think it's fair, that I spend 12 dollars, on a road that I sit on. I think with that much money, they should expand, and make my life better. Please deliver this message to the Spanish people that own the highway that I depend on. Thanks.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

I'm in a time machine...

Hellooo good friends,

Guess what!? It appears that I've just left university and my 20s, and gone back into my high school days, which may I say, were the worst four years of my life...

Remember I told you that I flirted with a high school buddy this past weekend, well I went back to his house where the flirting continued. Obviously that's not a big deal, I'm an adult, and am free to do what I want, with who I want. But it appears that some of my "friends" think what I do is also their business, funny right? So, they're telling the rest of the world.. because of course, it's their business... definitely not mine.

I'm super frustrated right now/on the verge of crying out of humiliation. I mean, I can do whatever I want with whomever I want (within reason), why should I feel guilty?

I shouldn't is the correct answer. I really needed to get that off my chest. Now thank you very much for listening to me, I'll be back tomorrow morning for more updates.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Free Weezy

Word of the day; caj; original short form for casual courtesy of H. Miles.

HEY. So, I've been in the best mood for the last couple days, living in minimal sleep but loving every minute of it. I did some preeetttyy exciting things including order a beautiful grey/white striped "Free Weezy" shirt. I honestly hope everyday that today will be the day it comes in the mail.

My besty slept over Thursday night, we had a pretty laid back night of drinking and taco salad. Friday morning we woke up, and she started playing with Bananagrams. Have you heard of them? It's a game similar to scrabble, kind of, with no board. Anyway, so of course she makes the following three words: Drake, Weezy, and Kid Cudi. Obviously our faves. Anyway, so it turned into this creative masterpiece, as you see here (original, on the table). It took too much effort to get all the words in, a lot of rearranging, and lot of high fives to get it all done. It was too pretty to dismantle, so we did the next best thing. Hopped in the car (went to lunch) and went to Michaels, you know, the art store? Well we got boards, more sets of Bananagrams, and a few hot glue guns. Recreated ON the board, and is hanging in my room. Beauty.

Also went to Steve Madden on Thursday to exchange some boots, suuuper rude there. Probably won't go back again. Got new boots (laceups), they're pretttyyy sick. And I got some new oxfords, like a cognac type colour. They're also pretty sick.

Friday night, went to the bar. Danced the friiiiggen night away. Had a super good time with some old high school buddies, developed a wee crush on an old crush. And when I say crush, I mean like... he's hot, has a sick flow, anddd thats about it. Not like to date him, just like, woah he's hot. So danced a majority of the night with him. At this current moment, I'm trying to change my Twitter picture, and of course it's "over capacity". That really annoys me.

Quick update on the rest of the boys in my life: Hollywood, still on the train. It's moving fast (still). James Bond (new train), he's pretttyyy hot. We had some flirtacious moments about a year ago, then I got scuuurred. So, I took some guts (being bold) and commented on his picture.. he then messaged me over FB, gave me his number, told me to contact him with my whereabouts. It didn't work out so well last night, but I'm hopeful it will at some point. Mustache, hmm, I guess I'm a bit on that train, but it's slowing, and I may get off soon.

I think that's it for now, misssiin' my caj girl already.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Word of the day; Bold; showing ability to take risks

Good afternoon world,

Today is one of those days, where you wake up and are just in a bad mood. I woke up to a friend telling me that "yes, Hollywood is still in our class". Obviously I care because I am still on the Hollywood train, and it is moving full speed ahead to a little town called obsessed. Embarrassing.
Anyway, so of course I asked how she knew, and this is her answer "well, he started talking to me on fb, so we had a little chat, then I asked him". No where in this text (that woke me up) did she say that she saw him in the hallway and decided to tell him that he looked cute today.

Okay, so I'm overreacting, that's obvious, even to me. BUT, when you know how much your friend likes someone, would you really tell them how they started a conversation with you? Probably not. Like just throw it in their face? Yep.. he talked to me, not you. I don't know, it made me sad. The part about this that really makes me annoyed, is she thinks she's helping. By talking to him, he'll end up noticing me, and bada-bing we're in love. Unfortunately, he will only grow more fond of her... and she has a boyfriend. And I'm being a jealous idiot, I know. I'm sorry.

Anyway, my homework is taking over my life today, and I have a professor who gives you an assignment, and when you hand it in he says "how come you didn't do this!? didn't i tell you to?" and the correct answer is... no sir, you did not. He is so all over the place, he forgets his own instructions. So the assignment I just completed, please hope that I did it right, cause last time... I did not. Which sucks.

Also, my girl crush on Samantha Ronson is growing, rapidly. I don't even know why.. she's just so funny on Twitter I can't control it anymore.

Oh, not sure if I told you.. but I was BOLD yesterday, and "liked" Hollywood's picture. Not a big deal.

I think that's all I have to say for now, aside from the fact that I have one teabag left to last me all day, and am obviously too lazy to go out and buy more. F...M...L

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Oh I'm back..
Because I'm completely, and utterly frustrated.
I hate games, between boys. You know how they play games, like "I'll act like I'm not interested, to seem cool."? Those stupid games, well I have one thing to say about that: They're stupid. Stop playing.

It just makes the girl sad. Like me, sad..

On the bright side, I had deliciiiiious pizza for dinner, so good. Just pineapple and ham. How can you get any better than that? You can't.

Sorry, needed to rant. I'm done now y'all. (y'all is my new fave word) let's make it popular!

Mr. Famous, xo

I'm not only ON the train, I'm the conductor.

Well looky, looky here.

I broke my promise yet AGAIN. I suck. It's official. Anyway, lucky for the both of us I don't have too much to update you on. I'll start with last week:

Wednesday- Went to the last Blue Jays home game of the season, tribute to Cito Gaston, so sweet, so amazing, I cried... obvvv. We were also playing the Yankees, which alwaaays makes for a good game. We won, of course. It was so exciting, home runs and home runs, and runs and more runs. I can't seem to remember the final score, which is odd of me as I usually remember these types of details.

Thursday- was by far, the most tiring day of my life. Eight hours of school + an extremely late night=worst. day. ever. But I went to see my The Social Network, you know.. the one about Mark Zuckerberg, the creator of Facebook. WELL, it was amazing. Besides some of the classics, it's my favorite movie of all time. Jesse Eisenberg was stupidly genius as his role, and now I have a big crush on him.

Friday-Nothing, sleeeeeeeep all day. Pure bliss.

Saturday-Relaxing day overall, a few errands here and there. Then at night, nuit blanche with Jessie, my besty obv. Such a fun night, lots of drinks, if not too many, art, culture, my new vice (hipster boys), and freezing cold weather.

MONDAY- IT'S MY BDAAAY. I'm officially twenty, it's a huge deal, no longer a reckless teen. I feel like I didn't take advantage enough, but it's crazy all the shiiaat that happened during the teen years. Mom made it AMAZING, with beautiful post-it notes all over my bathroom mirror, compliments, and happy birthday's, just sheer beauty. I got the Tiffany Bead earrings I've been dying for, and a few other things as well. Jessie got me a gorgeous Tiffany keyring, I love it so so so so much. Lanny, got me DELICIOUS cupcakes (which I ate too many of) and my godfather came to dinner with me and mama, the perfect day.

Tuesday- Job interview at Aritzia. I'm just dying for the job, really, I am. But I don't have too much retail experience so who the heck knows how that will turn out.

Now, for some added details. I'm slowly getting over the crush I had on Hollywood, but a new crush is developing. On this boy I refer to as Mustache. He's super shy, super nice, and hilarious. Sometimes he's flirty, but sometimes he's stand off-ish. He referred to me as a 'she-wolf' based on my go-getting attitude towards men (which entirely a fallacy), so maybe I'm just intimidating? Or MAYBE, here's a thought.. he's not interested. I should probably take a hint eh?

Anyway, lets chat soon. No word of the day again today, I'm feeling lazy. If I come up with one soon, I'll post it.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Today of course, voila.

Bonjour mon amis,

How are you this grey, yet nice day? It was pretty rainy for the majority of the day, but all the fall coloured trees are shining through the grey sky and looking as beeee-autiful as ever.

Mondays really hurt my head. I have school (normally until 6) filled with the hardest classes. Actually, I wouldn't say hard, just knowledge filled. First we have a web design class, I'm not even going to explain that.. and then we have media law. This sounds interesting, I will admit. But I have a prof that doesn't project her voice and even sitting at the front of the class, you'll hear nothing. So I'm going at least to get attendance credits. The good thing about Mondays is that the next day is Tuesday, which is one of my days off. Usually my Tuesdays are homework filled, and daydreaming of boys of course. Oh, how I love boys.

Remember I told you about my last boy crush? Let's call him, Hollywood. Which I'm sure you'll one day understand. He's the mysterious, grungy, skinny boy that I think every woman once crushes on. Unfortunately for me, I'm crushing harder than hard, and still being a big baby and not doing one thing about it. What would you do? Probably have the guts to walk up to him and say something right? Or at least smile at him? Well, pretty please send me some of that courage so I can tryyyy to do something about this crazy crush of mine.

I have to run, and do my homework like a good little student.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Hey pretties from all over,

I broke my promise already. Surprised? I am. And a little disappointed. Two days went by super quickly, with a lot happening in the middle. I'm watching The Wedding Planner as we speak, and it's just so cute and romantic, makes me wish to have a boyfriend (which you already know). Me and mom planned a nice trip to the pumpkin patch though, just me and her, for pie, and corn mazes and hot apple cider... mmm, the perfect fall day I'd say. Don't you agree?

Anyway, Thursday was a long day. Went to school for 9 hours, lost my voice completely, and didn't get to see Bautista hit his 50th home run. BUT, I went to a lovely little bar called Eat My Martini with two very good friends of mine; a boy, and a girl. These two friends of mine happened to flirt the night away, so sweet I think. They would make a very cute couple and I can only hope for the best. Anyway, this cute martini place in the heart of the city gave you a run for your money with all the martini flavours. It's the perfect place to go with friends after work or for a night out, giving you good laughs, and a hell of a time trying to pick the martini of the night. I chose cosmic girl, the girlish spin to the Sex and the City coined Cosmo.

During the flirtatious night out, my beautiful Steve Madden nude pumps hurt my feet again.. I'm not sure why, probably because I didn't drink enough water and my feet were bloated (sidenote: women, always drink your 6-8 cups of water in a day... if you don't like it, suck it up, your feet will thank you) My good friend (guy) decided to text my aforementioned crush to tell him to come out, all while slipping in a little "I'm with a friend from your school who thinks you're a total babe".. I wasn't mad, I mean, at least now he knows I'm interested and not just a lurking student in the school. Totally high school of me to have my friend let someone know I'm interested in them, this guy is just so mysterious I don't even think I could approach him without drooling on myself first. So I turn to the trusty friend.

Further to my Steve Madden nude pumps, I bought the cutest everr cognac coloured boots, with just a hint of buckle. Adorable! Along with new boots, I bought very nice high-waisted Wilfred pants... to go with my Steve Madden black oxfords. I alsoo bought People Magazine Style Watch Edition today for a pricey $5.99, but it appears that I'm bang on in style, or so I think, ha!

Anyway girls, gotta hit sac, I'm so tired, and I have school tomorrow!

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

kiss kiss, bang bang

Word of the day; infamy; extremely bad reputation, public reproach, or strong condemnation as the result of a shameful, criminal, or outrageous act

Helloooo bloggers!

Obviously I've been a little absent. Well I'll tell you why, third year is kicking my ass. It's 100 times the work, in 100 times shorter deadlines. But today has been the perfect day.. I woke up (to my dog freaking out about the thunderstorm) and drove my mom to work. I came home, diligently did my homework, did some heavy duty reading, and then went to see Easy A (amazinggggg movie), renewed my moms license sticker, did some research for an MTV project in working on, came back and watched the most amazing episodes of both House and gossip girl.

I only have one simple question: why can't chuck bass, just be chuck bass and be together with Blair? It's really not all that difficult. "I love you Blair" "I love you chuck" kiss kiss, done:) quite simple really.

Anyway, watching GG, easy a and house all made me want one thing, love. It's really quite a nice feeling. And these days are perfect for boyfriends; it's warm, and sunny but it's cold enough at night to have the leaves start changing colours. It's the perfect day,
Especially for a boyfriend... Oh well. My time will come:)

The sad thing about this time of year is that baseball season is almost over which obviously means the end of the blue jays until April. Im a huge fan of hockey of course, but baseball is my life in the summer. How else an I supposed to fill my time? Oh, good point. A boyfriend. Ha. I'll work on that.

Even though school is back, I've been doing a lot of visiting with friends.
I stayed at my good friend Dakotas last week, we went to a nice bar in Little Italy, had food fun, good laughs and an amazing sleep. The same idea for this week: staying at my friends jess's, going to drink a few martinis, waking up super early to finally get the iphone4 I've been dying for! What a great night I'm in store for!

Sorry for being so absent, I've been busy busy, but I promise to check in more often. By often at least every other day. I really have to tell you about my latest crush:)

Learn, learn, learn OR Tiff, TIff, TIff?

Hey! Have you forgotten about me yet? I’m so sorry for being away for so long, With the little downtime I had, I slept. I’ve been so tired; always on the go, Alberta time vs. Ontario time. I still can’t quite get in the real swing of things. In case you were wondering, I am back in Ontario now.. I landed last night at about 10:30, meaning I didn’t get home until about 12. I didn’t get to bed until around 2, AND then I was back up at 6 for school. I’m not doing so well... EXTREMELY tired. But oh well... I will fill you in on everything I neglected to share with you. Here it goes:

Since we last spoke, I went to Edmonton, the wedding, the West Edmonton Mall, Banff, back to Calgary and Spruce Meadows. I’ve met two guys, had a blast traveling, feared for my life and played with animals. We’ll start with getting to Edmonton. My cousin, who I found out is religious (don’t know how he’s related to me?) drove me to Edmonton, where my mom drove with my aunt and granny. The speed limit on some of the highways there is 110, waaay better than the 100 km/h we deal with here in Ontario. My cousin however disregarded the speed limit and decided to travel anywhere between 140 and 160 km/h..... Yep. He weaved through traffic, resulting in brief heart palpitations for myself. Not an experience I wish to have again, unless of course I’m with a professional driver on a race track. When we got to Edmonton I was surprised with a suite in the Fantasy Land Hotel. My mom knew how badly I wanted to stay there,  so she booked a room unbeknownst to me. We got checked in, got ready for the wedding, and then proceeded to the wedding. It was a small, pretty ceremony, followed by a small tasteful reception. The only thing I hate about weddings is the need for overly fancy food that no one actually enjoys. There was sea food combined with ALL of the courses, which of course made me want to vom. I got to bond with my uncle though whom I haven’t seen in about 5 years. Now that I’m actually older, and not a child, I really appreciated the time I got to spend with him.

The next day I woke up to the SOREST throat you can ever imagine. I was lethargic, couldn’t swallow, and had just found out the Tim Hortons was about a 10 minute walk, RIGHT next to the ice rink. So, I got dressed, and started my trek to the Tim Hortons. No matter how sick I was feeling, I needed to see the mall. After all, we were only in Edmonton for the day. Me and mom went to a shark show (it was awesome), saw all the attractions (amusement park, water park, etc) and shopped ‘til we dropped. We went out for dinner again with my uncle (aunt, granny, and cousin) and then packed the car up for  home. I absolutely refused to drive with my cousin again (which was awkward and lead everyone to think I was a whiney baby). Who in their right mind would get back into a car KNOWING what was coming. So I drove with my mom and aunt, and my grandma drove with my cousin. Phew.

Thursday we were back in Calgary. We decided it would be a home day as we were all tired from traveling, and my cold-like symptoms had now turned in to flu-like symptoms. We all caught up on our rest, TV, and drank lots of tea.

Guess what? It’s Friday morning now and we’re heading to Banff. This was the part of the trip that I couldn’t wait for. So we packed the car early, and drove the 1.5 hours to Banff. Within 20 minutes of driving, the mountains appeared. Now, remember that I had NEVER seen the mountains before. I almost cried they were so pretty. I couldn’t believe it. As we got closer and closer, it became less and less real. We drove around for a while, took some pictures from various angles and lookout points, and then headed to meet the newlyweds for lunch. (Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you, the newlyweds and us all had the same itinerary for the rest of the week. Awkward? Yep.) Lunch was awful, well the food was; the company was great. 

--Just so you know, as I’m writing this.. I’m eating a wrap, which has officially made me feel sick. How Rude! (Thank you, Stephanie Tanner; courtesy of Full House)—

After lunch, we started walking down the main strip of Banff, where I booked my horseback riding trip, which was to take place in 30 minutes. So again, off we go; down through Banff to the stable. My guide: GORGEOUS. Dave was his name, straight out from Australia. I just happened to be the only one on this tour, so it was just me and Dave. It was romantic.. or so I like to think. Fast forward to the end of the story: I chickened out, didn’t ask for his number, and left. Never to see him again.

Plane ride home: Met a cute boy in the airport.. and by met I mean just smiled as I walked. While I was sitting on the plane, I reaaallly had to use the washroom, but it’s always such an ordeal, so I held it... Until the point where I almost burst. I ran to the washroom, where I was greeted by a 5 person line. Inconvenient. I was in everyones way, so me and said boy chatted in the flight attendant's cabin. It was just for a short time before the meaner of the 3 flight attendants broke it up. Once we landed, me and mom went to retrieve our baggage, where this boy came up to me asked me about my flight, helped me and my mom with our baggage, and took my number. He already texted me and wants to go for coffee. Forward? Yes. Am I flattered? Absolutely. 

First day of school, over. My schedule is great: Monday for 6 hours, and Thursday for 8 hours. That's all. The rest is nice and relaxing. I'm going downtown to star watch (hoping for Ryan Reynolds and Rachel McAdams) with my good friend Megan... Hopefully we can score some tickets to a movie for TIFF. That would be fun. Anyway, no word of the day today. Too lazy. 

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous, xo

This is from September 13th, Oddly, it didn't post.

Hey! Have you forgotten about me yet? I’m so sorry for being away for so long, With the little downtime I had, I slept. I’ve been so tired; always on the go, Alberta time vs. Ontario time. I still can’t quite get in the real swing of things. In case you were wondering, I am back in Ontario now.. I landed last night at about 10:30, meaning I didn’t get home until about 12. I didn’t get to bed until around 2, AND then I was back up at 6 for school. I’m not doing so well... EXTREMELY tired. But oh well... I will fill you in on everything I neglected to share with you. Here it goes:

Since we last spoke, I went to Edmonton, the wedding, the West Edmonton Mall, Banff, back to Calgary and Spruce Meadows. I’ve met two guys, had a blast traveling, feared for my life and played with animals. We’ll start with getting to Edmonton. My cousin, who I found out is religious (don’t know how he’s related to me?) drove me to Edmonton, where my mom drove with my aunt and granny. The speed limit on some of the highways there is 110, waaay better than the 100 km/h we deal with here in Ontario. My cousin however disregarded the speed limit and decided to travel anywhere between 140 and 160 km/h..... Yep. He weaved through traffic, resulting in brief heart palpitations for myself. Not an experience I wish to have again, unless of course I’m with a professional driver on a race track. When we got to Edmonton I was surprised with a suite in the Fantasy Land Hotel. My mom knew how badly I wanted to stay there, so she booked a room unbeknownst to me. We got checked in, got ready for the wedding, and then proceeded to the wedding. It was a small, pretty ceremony, followed by a small tasteful reception. The only thing I hate about weddings is the need for overly fancy food that no one actually enjoys. There was sea food combined with ALL of the courses, which of course made me want to vom. I got to bond with my uncle though whom I haven’t seen in about 5 years. Now that I’m actually older, and not a child, I really appreciated the time I got to spend with him.

The next day I woke up to the SOREST throat you can ever imagine. I was lethargic, couldn’t swallow, and had just found out the Tim Hortons was about a 10 minute walk, RIGHT next to the ice rink. So, I got dressed, and started my trek to the Tim Hortons. No matter how sick I was feeling, I needed to see the mall. After all, we were only in Edmonton for the day. Me and mom went to a shark show (it was awesome), saw all the attractions (amusement park, water park, etc) and shopped ‘til we dropped. We went out for dinner again with my uncle (aunt, granny, and cousin) and then packed the car up for home. I absolutely refused to drive with my cousin again (which was awkward and lead everyone to think I was a whiney baby). Who in their right mind would get back into a car KNOWING what was coming. So I drove with my mom and aunt, and my grandma drove with my cousin. Phew.

Thursday we were back in Calgary. We decided it would be a home day as we were all tired from traveling, and my cold-like symptoms had now turned in to flu-like symptoms. We all caught up on our rest, TV, and drank lots of tea.

Guess what? It’s Friday morning now and we’re heading to Banff. This was the part of the trip that I couldn’t wait for. So we packed the car early, and drove the 1.5 hours to Banff. Within 20 minutes of driving, the mountains appeared. Now, remember that I had NEVER seen the mountains before. I almost cried they were so pretty. I couldn’t believe it. As we got closer and closer, it became less and less real. We drove around for a while, took some pictures from various angles and lookout points, and then headed to meet the newlyweds for lunch. (Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you, the newlyweds and us all had the same itinerary for the rest of the week. Awkward? Yep.) Lunch was awful, well the food was; the company was great.

--Just so you know, as I’m writing this.. I’m eating a wrap, which has officially made me feel sick. How Rude! (Thank you, Stephanie Tanner; courtesy of Full House)—

After lunch, we started walking down the main strip of Banff, where I booked my horseback riding trip, which was to take place in 30 minutes. So again, off we go; down through Banff to the stable. My guide: GORGEOUS. Dave was his name, straight out from Australia. I just happened to be the only one on this tour, so it was just me and Dave. It was romantic.. or so I like to think. Fast forward to the end of the story: I chickened out, didn’t ask for his number, and left. Never to see him again.

Plane ride home: Met a cute boy in the airport.. and by met I mean just smiled as I walked. While I was sitting on the plane, I reaaallly had to use the washroom, but it’s always such an ordeal, so I held it... Until the point where I almost burst. I ran to the washroom, where I was greeted by a 5 person line. Inconvenient. I was in everyones way, so me and said boy chatted in the flight attendant's cabin. It was just for a short time before the meaner of the 3 flight attendants broke it up,

Happy Labour Day!

Word of the day; Magpie; the hyena's of the bird species (Definition: Aunt Lynda)

So, we're nearing the end of day 3, and guess what? I'm sick. Yep. Upset stomach, sore throat, stuffy nose, the whole bit. Pretty inconvenient I must say. Yesterday we got so much done though! We went shopping for the bride and groom, got them beautiful dishes off their registry and continued on shopping. It's so cold here (a whopping 3 degrees), I had to buy a coat. 

Fortunately for me, I had tried on a coat back in Ontario at the Gap and already knew that was the one I wanted. The good news: it was on sale, less the 8% extra tax we pay, I saved a bundle. 

Me and mom also went to the Science Center to see the Body Worlds exhibit. It was AMAZING. There are no words to describe what I saw; from all the organs, to all the bones, to the nervous system and the stages of life (starting from embryo, to 9 months). It was sad to think that the babies I was 'oo-ing' and 'ah-ing' at were once alive, but nice to know that these people donated for educational and scientific purposes. 

It's unfortunate that after me and mom had a terrific afternoon walking around the downtown core (only to find out that NOTHING is open after working ours/weekends) we ended up BACK at the casino. Yep, two nights in a row. I was kind of annoyed to be honest, as my first experience was boring. Why spend money on nothing? If I don't win (which I never will) I'll regret spending the money on nothing, where I could have been sporting a nice new pair of jeans or shoes. So, everyone in my family knew how annoyed I was at the whole casino-ing thing, I felt kind of bad. But the funny thing is, they're there AGAIN, right NOW, as we speak and have been for the past (at least) 8 hours... problem? I think so. 

Today, me and mom had lunch at Sunterra (the Calgary equivalent to Toronto's Pusateri's) with my grandpa. That was really nice! He's really cute, and funny so I had a great time. My mom was super emotional... I guess she was shocked at how much he aged. Makes sen

se. We then went condo shopping! It turns out that the pricing of houses/condos out here is a lot better than in Toronto, are we surprised? haha not at all. We wouldn't move out here I don't think, just have it has property to own, and rent it out to people.. maybe my granny, or even grandpa! 

My cousin arrived today though! He was in Toronto for the week, so he's back; gives me something to look forward to. He's in my age range so that's good. I don't think he drinks, so that's bad. Ha. Oh well:) Tomorrow, we head to Edmonton. I'm really excited for that. We have the wedding, and then of course the West Edmonton Mall! I'm super excited about the amusement park/water park/sea world aspect of it... 

My mind is ALL over the place today. I can't even function, thanks to my mush of break a la sickness. So I apologize for the short, choppy sentences, and any spelling/grammatical errors I may make. I'm too lazy to correct anything. 

To end today, I just want to say how much I miss my baby boy. I have even posted a picture of him, just to say a little "Hello" to him. 

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous, xo

Day 1- Success

Word of the day; Coulee; a small valley, or a low-lying area

Good morning everyone! It’s 11:30 Calgary time, so 1:30 Ontario time. So.. morning for me I guess. I’m really adjusting to the the two hour difference, probably because I was up for 24 hours when we flew in on Friday night, so I slept like a baby. I still have no wifi connection so I’m just going to write blogs and post them as soon as I can. It’s Sunday, meaning day 2 of our trip out here. I’m really loving it. It’s amazing how different it is from Toronto though. Their “downtown” is the size of one or two neigbourhoods of our downtown. I would say the Financial district, and Club district. That’s what Calgary’s downtown is made of... maybe a little bit of Yorkville as well, because all the major hotels are on one strip (easy for spotting celebrities as they visit!) 

Yesterday we didn’t do too much. We got off to a slow start, then went on a quick tour of the downtown, and went to Innisfail to pick up my granny. We ate dinner there, and met some of her other senior friends (who were adorable), and then continued back south to Calgary. I learned a lot yesterday on the drive alone. For example: Calgary is primarily flat, like the Prairies, with the exception of the mountains of course, so while you’re driving, it’ll all be flat, and then all of a sudden you’ll be in a little divot; this is called a coulie (I’ll have to double check the spelling on that.) Anyway, a coulee is just a little part of the land that dips down, and back up again (think tiiiiinnyyy valley). I also learned that Alberta is known for their canola crops. Now, the coolest thing about canola is that it is a BERRY! There is a plant that flowers, and when the flower is gone, all that is left is a little black berry which produces the canola oil. I feel like many of you guys already knew that, so don’t laugh too hard at my obliviousness to crops. I can’t seem to remember what else I learned which kind of sucks, something about oil and gas. OH, I remember! There is oil everywhere. Along the highway, about every 5 minutes you’ll see a pumping station that I originally thought was for hydro... turns out, they pump oil in to a main station somewhere else in Alberta. COOL EH?

So, after I learned all of this fun information, we stopped at a place that is completely familiar to me... I would say it’s like a second home. Crossiron Mills. People back home, you may resonate with this a bit... Crossiron MILLS. Similiarly to, Vaughan MILLS. Yep, a giant mall, filled with 200 stores including a Coach outlet. So of course, I bought a cute new black leather swing pack, and a bright coral wristlet. Both adorable. My mom bought a black leather purse, a black swing pack, a wristlet, and she bought me a passport holder, and my aunt (in Ontario) a new wristlet. My aunt (in Alberta), spent 1500 dollars.. well that’s not true. That’s what she would have spent had we not been at an outlet. Her total came to 400 dollars... 900 dollars in savings. Can you even believe that? Finally I went to American Eagle and French Connection, where I bought a new belt, a sweatshirt, a pair of jeans and a pair of green cargo pants (suuuper cute). The most amazing thing is: only 5% tax. Not 13% like Ontario, but FIVE PERCENT. It’s unreal. You save so much on tax, causing you to buy way more. 

I have to wrap this up quickly we are just about to head out, so forgive me for rushing through this last bit. We went to the casino (there are 7 in Calgary alone) for my first time ever... it’s just not fun. I didn’t win anything, and I had to pay for a drink. Annoying. My aunt however won about 3000 dollars. OF SLOT MACHINES! I couldn’t believe my eyes. So I was a bit sad, and tired. We came home around 1:30 Calgary time (3:30 Ontario time) and I stayed up watching Full House (of course) until about 5 am Ontario time. Don’t know how I did it, or why.. but I did. 

SO TODAY: it’s raining quite a bit, so we’re skipping the Calgary Tower but we’re going to the Science Center (BODY WORLDS is there, I missed it in Toronto), the Saddle Dome, some more shopping (for the wedding on Tuesday) and a few other touristy things. 

I’ll check back in later today hopefully. On a final note, although it’s pretty redneck out here, I’ve seen toooo many good looking guys. Sadly, no pictures yet, so I’ll work on that today.

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous, xo

I'm on a plane!

Hey! I’m currently sitting on the plane, going through some mild turbulence. Not a huge deal though, just a thunderstorm that we’re going around. -- no word of the day today. sorry! :)

I’m watching Full House (of course, because I’m obsessed), and it’s the Christmas episode where the Tanner clan travels to Colorado. I just needed to quickly jot down on paper (no internet of course) how excited I am for Christmas to come. First there is my birthday, and then of course Thanksgiving, BUT THEN, Christmas. I love the smells or orange and cinnamon, the Christmas music that jingles through all shopping malls and stores, as well as the gorgeous decorations that cover houses, streets and of course, the malls. 

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I’m off the plane, fully rested, and in Calgary. I was pretty much up for 24-hours, without the time change. My eyes were burning, I was pale, and I was pretty much a walking zombie. As you can tell, I’m a huge baby that needs beauty sleep on the regular. I’m so excited for everyone to wake up, and start touring this wonderful city. When we arrived, it was 19 degrees, which I thought was fairly nice... until I fell asleep. I slept in my normal gear, a long (Blue Jays) t-shirt and underwear. Normally I sweat in that attire, but last night I WAS FREEZING. I’m not sure if I can exaggerate that enough. My teeth were chattering, my body was in a ball, and I was shivering. It just was too cold. So now I’m wearing sweat pants, and socks... socks. Ha! can you even believe it? I haven’t worn socks (aside from at the gym) in like 6 months. My teeth hurt so much this morning from chattering all night, I can’t even chew very well. 

I don’t really have anything else to blog about, nothing exciting has really happened. I watched about 7 episodes of Full House on the plane, where my in front and backwards neighbours (the people that sat directly in front of me, and behind me) were the worst neighbours ever. The one in front, fully reclined which fully pressed on my laptop, and the one behind, kept expelling gas and pushing her knees into my chair causing it to bounce up and down for the whole flight. I was really not impressed, but a pretty good flight over all:)

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous, xo

'Bye Ontario

Word of the day; insidious; operating or proceeding in an inconspicuous or seemingly harmless way but actually with grave effect

Hiiiiii! How is everyone today? I hope well.. It's Friday of a long weekend. Now, I understand the day immediately following the holiday is the first day back at school, but let's not think that far ahead shall we?

Today is finally my last day of work. I've completed 4 long months of working at 9-5 job. I bet some people would love to have a 9-5 job, but for me, I'm more go with the flow, and spontaneous. I happen to hate routine, so getting up at the same time every day, and coming home at the same time, really starts to bother me. That's why I love university! Some days, I get to wake up at 12, and others I'm up at 530 am. So, it's an everchanging environment.

I'm leaving work early so I can catch my flight to Calgary tonight. It's funny, 'cause I had a dream that Adrian Grenier was in Alberta... God how I wish that was true... Anyway, I'm so excited for my trip: West Edmonton Mall, horseback riding through the Rockies, a dip in the hot springs in Banff, and the beautiful scenery of the West Coast. The only thing that's holding me back is my sweet dog Ozzy. He's just getting so old and fragile, that the mere thought of leaving him for 10 days breaks my heart in half. Maybe I'm being a baby, or a suck, but so many things could happen in that time period. Being that he's a great dane/german shepherd mix, and 10 years old, he's already surpassed his expected life span. So, I took a bunch of pictures of him to keep with me on my phone doing cute, every day things.

Let's talk boys for a minute. I realllllyyyy put myself out there to the blonde, in a band guy. I texted him with a direct message: "When do I get to see your band at least practice? :)" I was TRYING to be witty, and flirty... obviously it didn't work, or he's just not interested, so forget him. I'm not really into the whole chasing thing. I understand that it's sometimes fun to play cat and mouse, but quite frankly, it just annoys me. Why do I want to play games? Simple answer: I don't. So if he's not willing to take a bite, then I give up. Easy peasy, right? Wrong. If only it was that easy.. especially as fall approaches, and all you can think about going to pumpkin patches, picking apples, and getting ready for Christmas... all with a "boyfriend" of course. Oh well, I won't get too upset about it. I have plenty of other things to look forward to, and to be happy about.

I probably should concentrate on working now. My next blog entry, you'll know, I'll be blogging it from Alberta. Think about me looking at the mountains, maybe some wolves and bears, and who knows what else!

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Quick check-in

Word of the day; ambivalence; the state of having simultaneous, conflicting feelings toward a person or thing

Hola! Welcome to my blog on this overly hot, and humid day. I don't have too much time to blog, but I wanted to say a quick hello before I jet off again. I'll start by saying this: I'm addicted to Full House. Remember that show? With Uncle Jesse/Joey, and Danny Tanner. I recently bought season 1, and seriously, I can't stop. I forgot to sleep some nights because I would just be enveloped into it. So a dear, dear friend of mine bought Seasons two and three for me to borrow during my trip to Alberta (Thank god, I love her). 

I got my hair done last night. I added chunks of near-white blonde, and dark plum. The bad news is,  barely anyone noticed. I really thought it was obvious that there were blonde chunks of hair in my normally brown hair, but NOPE, apparently not. Oh well, I think sometimes I expect too much. 

Tonight, I have a yoga party (to celebrate my yoga instructors 1-year anniversary of teaching) and a mini hangout sesh with Jacob. Yep, Jacob from a few blog entries ago entitled "Jacob vs Edward". I guess we'll see how that goes. 

The only thing that I can honestly say is making me sad is that the guy from the Blue Jays (not an actual player obv) has yet to e-mail me back although he said he would. Maybe I'm being a little obsessed about it, but I'm just so excited. How can I not obsess over something like that? Well whatever, I'll give it time and hope for the best. 

FINALLY, Adrian Grenier tweeted me. Or retweeted one of my tweets. My tweet went as follows: Hard rock for dinner, @teenagepaparazzo for dessert. Terrific night @adriangrenier"

He RT (retweeted) "Yummm!" Back to my tweet. CAN YOU EVEN BELIEVE IT? I ran through my house with unmistakable excitement. Adrian tweeted me, adrian tweeted me, yahoooo. 

I want to give a final little recommendation to read Committed, By Elizabeth Gilbert. I'm mid-way through and can't even believe how much I'm learning about marriage in different countries, cultures, and religion, all while following the complex mind of Liz Gilbert through her battle against re-marrying. 

I'm done blabbing now, off to buy a present for yoga instructor (obv I've procrastinated)

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous, xo

I'm sorry, but I don't speak men.

Word of the day; Amiable; Good-natured, personal qualities.

Guess what? It's Monday. But not just any Monday. It's the last monday of working... Starting next Monday (Labour Day) I will officially be a student again, learning all the ins and outs of broadcast journalism, and specialized reporting. I really can't wait any longer. Of course because I only have TWO days of school, I will have to get a job of some sort. Hopefully I can have a cool job, but I'll probably be back in retail for the time being. That's okay, one day my hard work will pay off. That much I do know.

So in the mean time, I have this week to contend with. I am extremely busy with getting everything organized for Alberta on Friday. I have to pick clothes up from the cleaners, and pick jeans up from getting altered (the joys of being 5 feet tall), getting my hair done, saying bye to all of my friends as they slowly go back to school, packing for my trip, yoga, yoga party, and FINALLY a spray tan; which I'll have to squeeze in somewhere (I'm the palest I've ever been in the summer!) I really don't know how I'll manage to fit everything in, but hopefully I will.

Let's move on to the always lovely subject of the male gender. Who can ever understand their intentions? Like, how am I supposed to know if he wants a relationship.. or just some action, or a friendship? Why text me and ask me what I'm doing, and then when I reply, don't text back for another 2 days... it just makes no sense at all. Anyway, this one guy I'm talking about specifically, SEEMS like the nicest guy I've ever met. But is it a facade? How do I know? He's blond (not usually my type) he's in a band (also not usually my type), and SO nice. He likes to party, he knows how to have a good time, AND is nice. Is it really possible? A part of me thinks I'm falling for him, but then he just up and confuses me again. Really, I wish they would just flat out say what they meant. But then I guess there wouldn't be a chase? And all girls love a chase (let's keep the chase simple though, no convoluted games please). But remember the boy that just left for school in the States? Well sometimes I catch myself thinking about him. Why? And.. annoying.

My best friend is HOME for a week. She was at camp (being a counselor) all summer long, and has a week at home before she goes back to Laurier. Shoot. BUT the good news is, my birthday is fast approaching. And for my birthday weekend, I'll be at Laurier celebrating not only my birthday, but Homecoming as well. That should be quite the weekend. Not to remind you or anything, but my birthday is October 4th. (Let's not forget okay?)

One more thing I wanted to say... remember my driver friend that I met at the Adrian Grenier event that wanted to hire me for TIFF. Haha, well turns out he was just being charismatic. Defintiely like me to get sucked into that ploy.. oh well, it was a fun thought to entertain for a week.

Anyway, I just bought a new book: Committed, by Elizabeth Gilbert. Recognize the name? Yep, it's the Author of my other fave: Eat Pray Love. It's the continuation of her love story with Philipe. Oh I just can't wait to start reading, SO I need to finish this blog, and get to my reading.

OH WAIT! One more thing. I have found, the most amazing telephone for my room. It's a classic french, rotary phone from 1947. I need to buy it, its quite stunning.

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Merci Beaucoup

Word of the day; gratitude; readiness to show appreciation for and to return kindness

Booonjour! I feel like it's really early, but it's not. It's 9:30, I guess I'm just wiped from all the events from last week. My tea is steeping, I'm watching the news, and getting ready to start my many errands for the day. Overall, I'm quite happy this morning. I'm watching CP24 and George Logaganis is reporting live from Don Mills Collegiate discussing Rob Ford and his stupid campaign. I really, really dislike him. (Rob Ford I mean, NOT George). 

Anyway, after I told you about being Tweeted by the Blue Jays, which in itself is pretty cool, I was direct messaged by them (had some communication problems at first, just wasn't appearing in my direct messages). When I read it, I wasn't quite sure if I was reading it right.. "Because you're such a big fan, we'd love to give you a t-shirt" HA! How exciting. So anyway, I'll just skip to it. I got 4 free tickets for the game last night, in amazing seats, got a cute "I was retweeted" t-shirt, and then bought a new Bautista t-shirt, and even some Blue Jays underwear. So I'll be pretty decked out. So I have to say a HUGE thanks to the lovely gentleman who supplied me with everything to make an amazing evening!

That's all I have for so far, I have an extremely busy week coming up, so I need to get as much done as possible!

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous

No Big D, I love the Blue Jays

Word of the day; Gregarious; Fond of company, sociable.

Gooood morning fellow bloggers! How are you today? I hope you’re terrific. For starters, it’s Friday. Also, the weather is finally looking up. It’s been feeling awfully like fall in the past few days, but today, there is a high of 27/28 degrees CELCIUS. SO warm for the last week in August.

The other exciting thing is that the countdown is on for my departure to Alberta. Seven days exactly. I can’t wait. Seven (probably long) days until I’m horseback riding through the Rockies and taking a dip in the hot springs. Unfortunately for my bikini body, my brain has been lovin’ the food a little too much.. only 5 lbs too much. But still, five pounds is five pounds.

OKAY OKAY. I’ve been trying to blog for a couple of minutes without jumping for joy and screaming.. I thought I should start off slow, but now I’m far too excited to keep blogging about mundane things.

TWOOOOO exciting things happened to me this week. ACTUALLY THREE!!! So, first I went to a screening of Adrian Grenier’s Teenage Paparazzo, where not only did I watch the most amazing film ever, but I also met him. I came up with what I thought was the wittiest possible question. Being that he was from New York, and clearly liked baseball, I needed to know: Yankees or Mets? …. His answer: “Yankees, Obviously!” How cute eh? Not only is he philosophical, a genius, artistically motivated, and freakin’ gorgeous, but he’s a YANKEES fan. Why, is this guy perfect? Are all celebrities perfect, or is it just a figment of my imagination? I’m going to go with the latter.

Anyway, exciting moment number two: Same night.. I met Adrian Grenier’s driver. Who probably sarcastically, offered me a job to work with him during TIFF. Like seriously? What a good way to get into the media business! I’m slowing working my way in, so hopefully I can jump right in some time this year.

Finally, exciting moment number three: I tweeted the Blue Jays yesterday, as I do every day. I love the Blue Jays, and I love Twitter. So it only makes sense that I would Tweet them errr’day (weird?) of my life. So, it was completely unexpected when they TWEETED me back. Like, WHAT? Probably made my whole day, if not week. I’m not sure if you know, but I watch/listen/follow every Blue Jays game.. the only time I don’t is when I’m at the cottage and have no cell service. So, the most exciting part you ask? “Great blog by the way!” … I squealed with excitement. Sarcasm? Maybe. Do I care? No. :)

I have some more things to update you on (obviously boy drama/friend drama). But today, I was completely and utterly devoted to Adrian Grenier and his beautiful film Teenage Paparazzo and to MY beautiful Blue Jays (with Bautista hitting is 41st homerun of the season, and is 100th of his career!)

Until next time,

Mr. Famous, xo

Happy Sunday!

Word of the day; Napalm; a thick and highly incendiary liquid, usually consisting of petrol gelled with aluminum soaps, used in firebombs, flame-throwers, etc. 

whaaaadduuup!? Kidding. Anyway, what's up? Weekend's almost over, pretty bummed about that. Only thing good about Sundays is Entourage is on and I can stare at Adrian Grenier for 30 minutes. Adrian, is rumoured to be coming to Toronto this week (please confirm this for me!) for a showing of his latest flick by Teenage Paparazzo. 

Have you ever seen someone for a party continuously for like 4 months, and not thought anything of it? But then at the end of the 4 months they tell you they're moving away, and you realize that you've wasted all summer doing nothing about it. Welcome to my life. For the last 4 months, me and boy (Mark) have been shamelessly flirting. Do you think I would do something about it? No. Of course not. But, on Friday night when he tells me this is his second last night in Canada (before heading back to university in the States), I realized... shit, I just missed it. He did tell me he'll be back for American Thanksgiving, but like, c'mon, that's a million months away (really it's just 3 but... enough time before I can do something) And even that, it'll just be a weekend. 

Some pretty exciting things happened to me this week (aside from my stupidity with Mark)... On Wednesday I went downtown, more specifically to Yorkville so I could buy a Longchamp bag... well, while I was down there, I saw a f*cking Bugatti Veyron... a 1.7 million dollar car! Insane. Beyond insane. CRAZY. In the midst of my excitement over the Veyron, I saw, and then met Steven Tyler from Aerosmith. Shook hands, and was stepped on by THE Steven Tyler. 

That's it for now... Summer's almost over. We'll have to recap over the summer soon.

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous, xo

Mission: Failed

Word of the day; androgynous; having both masculine and feminine characteristics 

Well good evening all! You know those days that you are just so tired you feel like you could vom? Well, today is one of those days for me. I'll start by recapping a few things that I've left unsaid:

Project Texas: Fail. I didn't put much of an effort it, but probably would have failed even if I did. So that's a bummer. Now, he's gone away to training camp (for football, at university) and I'm out of luck. 

My date: It was a terrific date. Relaxed pub atmosphere, he was super nice and just as funny. However there was just no chemistry. NONE. Not for me anyway. I didn't have one inch in my body that wanted to kiss him, or for him to kiss me. So, that's that. I went on my first real date since my ex (way too long of a waiting period), and it wasn't awful. Good news overall. Well let me rephrase. The date was good news; the fact that he won't stop texting me, not so good news. 

There was a few things I wanted you to remind me about. I guess I didn't give you much of an opportunity but here it goes:

Audrey Hepburn: Emma Thompson, I don't know who the hell she is, apparently an Oscar nominated actress, or Oscar winning, I still don't know. But nevertheless, the point is, she said that she doesn't "get" Audrey Hepburn. Just never liked her.. said her acting was awful, and she was awful. So the bottom line is, I strongly dislike Emma Thompson!

Omar Khadr: (I need my own separate blog just to talk about him, so I'll save that for another day)

Iphone: I'M PATIENTLY waiting for the Iphone 4, But I'm slowly getting sad that I have yet to have it in my hands.

Okay, we're all caught up. Now on to the most recent things. This past weekend, me and a seriously good group of friends (people I've known since grade 9) had a nice little flip cup tournament. Just for a good time. And believe me, it was a good time. I drank a few too many beers (are you surprised?) and had a lot of good laughs. This is what I did: hooked up with a friend. Funnily enough, a friend that my ex boyfriend always worried about when I spent time with him alone... never felt anything then. But I guess something was there this weekend. We promised it won't be awkward and so far, so good. He has an on-again/off-again girlfriend, and I do not want anything to do with a boy for long term purposes. When I think about it, I laugh. It's quite funny actually. Me and him? Such good friends, and for so long. One beverage with alcohol contents can lead to such good times. 

Anyway, I'm so tired and I'm just going to curl up with a nice hot tea, a cute chick flick, and my sweet mommy.

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous, xo

Can you ever forgive me?

OH. MY. GOD. I am so deeply sorry for being absent from blogging for way too long. Anyway, I wrote a blog the other day at work, but never got the chance to post it. It was from Tuesday, August 10th. Here it is:

Word of the day: Reciprocity; 

Good morning all!

I’m writing this entry quite early in the day (a whopping 9:20 am) but not posting it until quite a bit later as I’m using a work computer to write. It’s just that I have so many things on my mind I can’t risk waiting until later and forgetting all of my thoughts from this morning. 

It’s only Tuesday and I can’t even imagine going through the rest of today, let alone the rest of the week. I’m just dying for it to be the weekend, and better yet, the end of summer (Oh, I know.. I really am saying that). It’s just that I have tons of fall clothes (boots, moccasins, sweaters and blazers) that I just can’t wait to wear, school begins (only two days a week) and I’m going to Alberta for eight days.. OH RIGHT, and it’s my birthday! How could I forget that!? Finally leaving my teen years behind. 

The only other thing getting me through at least Tuesday and Wednesday is the fact that I’m going to see John FREAKING Mayer tomorrow at the Molson Amphitheater. I have amazing seats, and going with some amazing people. It will be my third time seeing John (we’re on a first name basis obv) in a 12-month period and quite frankly not even close to enough times. He’s so amazing live; just him and his guitar. Can’t. Wait. Any. Longer. Please, Wednesday… come now. 

I hope some of you are newspaper readers… if you are, and you read the Toronto Star frequently,  you’ll know the article that I’m talking about when I mention this word: Coyote. Apparently, at a camp ground in Cape Bretton, Nova Scotia, a 16-year old girl was sleeping outside (who the hell knows why) and woke up to a coyote biting her head. Ever since the 19 year old girl went hiking alone through the woods last year and was attacked my coyotes, people are out to get them. ESPECIALLY in Cape Bretton; where they have captured in between 8 and TEN coyotes in the past year. CAN YOU believe that!? They are wild animals.. what do people expect from them? We go into THEIR habitat, or home, and then get angry when they get curious and attack us? How is that even fair? IF someone came into your home, would you not show them the same curiosity and hostility? It’s just ridiculous that people are astounded by the way coyotes are reacting to an influx of people in their homes. If you are a petite person, and going out for a hike alone, or sleeping outside alone, who’s to say that a skunk, raccoon, or bear isn’t going to come along and take a sniff, or bite? No one is out killing skunks and raccoons. Probably because their damage isn’t as bad… but I have news for you: They’re tiny little things. Again, if you’re going to go out alone, in the woods where there are tons of wild animals, bring something to protect you. A stick maybe? Or a horn, or bear spray. Something, that gives you an advantage. Anyway, I’m done ranting about coyotes. 

A few other things that I need to mention before I sign off are: Project Texas, and date night (yikes).

Project Texas is my fun way of saying Project Austin. Austin is a guy that I have a super big crush on, that I need to conquer before the summer is over. I’m not sure what I mean by conquer, maybe kiss? I don’t know, but I know I’m not satisfied leaving it the way I have at the past few parties we’ve seen each other at. So hopefully this weekend, I make some good progress into my assignment.

Date night: I have a date. Lord, I think I need to say it a few times for it to sink in. I. Have. A. Date. First REAL date in over a year. I forgot how to date, what to say… how to act, OH god. I hope I’m witty, and coy, and cute, and flirtatious. 

Anyway, I have a few more things to tell you but this is really too long now. Remind me to tell you about Audrey Hepburn, Omar Khadr, and the Iphone. Please don’t forget to remind me. 

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous, xo

Hoolllaa

SO, word of the day: Tactless: Undiplomatic, offendingly blunt

Wheeree to begin...? Iiiii  just got back from a lovely shopping trip to Yorkdale where I found the perfect grey blazer, the perfect moccasin slash flats from Michael Kors, and the most adorable lace shirt from Aritzia. A few extras here and there but those are the main items. Very successful nonetheless. I went with some girls from work which was an anticipated awkward shopping trip.. but it ended up quite pleasant, a few weird moments of course but that's bound to happen with 5 different girls with 5 different styles. 

Second, TOMORROW is the night I go meet my lovely friend Sydney for a wonderful night of drinks (low in calorie) for the Taste of the Danforth celebrations! A good friend of mine from home will probably go into the city with me as well, which should be really fun. Saturday night is so far unplanned, but I have my eye on a nice looking boy that I'll try to see that night to accomplish a few goals I have; (secret of course), I'll let you know how that goes once the weekend is over. Also this weekend I'll be wearing my new fedora, I hope I can pull it off as well as I can in my head. 

Anyway, I have too many things to do and I'm way too tired. 

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous

Cause you're my everything...

Word of the day: Plethora: In excess of.

Hiiii y'all. (I can't believe I just typed y'all, strange) 

Anywhooo, it's day 2 of my diet. My diet that consists of meat, and veggies. No carbs, no fruit, no sugar, and no caffeine. I've had headaches like crazy, and I'm dying for a McDonalds cheeseburger (ketchup and pickles only please). Normally, my policy is eat whatever I want, and go to the gym everyday; this seems to work fairly well for me. However this summer has posed a bit of a problem for me: I don't want to go to the gym. I've been too busy, and too tired to make it everyday, and I'm still eating how I please. This lead to my 6-12 lb weight gain over the course of 6 months. Really unacceptable for me. So, this diet is supposed to help me lose that weight within two weeks. At the rate I'm going, I'll die before that happens. 

A few things have happened since I last blogged. One, I've come to the realization that the second time I kissed my neighbour (Saturday night), I didn't feel the same spark. I felt, nothing. Actually that's a lie. I felt "why am I still kissing him?" Pretty rude of me I must admit, and I feel horrible about it. But at least I know that there's nothing there, and I can just move on with my life. 

The other thing that happened is that all my dreams, day dreams, and thoughts are pointing toward one thing: I'm still in love with my ex. I don't want to talk about it with friends, because I know it's pathetic, I know it will annoy them, and I know it will annoy myself. I don't want to love him, I don't want to think about him... but all I do, is think about him. Maybe, when we're both back at school (we attend the same university) fate will jump in, and make us bump in to each other in the hallway, in the coffee line, and maybe even at the pub after class. Maybe I'll have a few too many drinks with him, and maybe I'll end up at his house. And maybe he'll realize he still loves me, and maybe we'll live happily ever after... and then I think realistically, it won't happen. 

I just got a little bit nervous. It's 8:53 pm, and my wonderful Blue Jays are playing the Yankees. Alex Rodriquez (A-Rod) is currently trying to hit his 600th home run, and this is what I say: "NOT against my Blue Jays, thank you, good bye"

 OH OH OH. Wells just got a home run! YES! Top of the 9th, looking good boys. ....

I have a few things to look forward to this week: Tomorrow, dinner with my godfather (my father for all intents and purposes), Thursday, Yorkdale with some work friends (I'm on the hunt for a perfect blazer, Michael Kors moccasins, and a few scarves) and then Friday, I'm heading down to the Taste of the Danforth with my good girlfriend Sydney. FINALLY, on Sunday I'll be seeing Charlie St. Cloud (mmm Zac Efron) with Meg, we've been trying to see this for a week now, with a few failed attempts!!

OH OH OH. AARON HILL, just got a home run. Oh, how sad for a-rod. Stupid a-rod. 

Okay, now I'm going. This game is getting good. 

Until next time, 

Mr. Famous, x0