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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Well this debate is interesting...
word of the day: democracy: a state of society characterized by formal equality of rights and privileges. AKA: Canada
Gooood evening friends!
I'm watching the debate and I know a few things for sure
1. Stephen Harper is wearing some form of makeup
2. Stephen Harper is the calmest man ever
3. Stephen Harper's hair is also too perfect.
Okay, that's all. The reason I know only these three things because I just tuned in.. unfortunately not staying long, because I have to meet friends for a drink later. That sounds more glamorous than it is, I can assure you.
The good news is, I had an interview yesterday at eTalk. I was trying to keep it quiet out of fear of jinxing it, but I think it's okay to say it out loud now. I feel very good about it, I was happy with my questions/answers, the panel was wonderful and I just keep thinking positive.
What else is going on in my life? Nooooothing. School is making me stressed beyond sanity, I've been working so so so so so much (sort of) and I'm at the point of exhaustion. The unfortunate part of the whole thing, is I'm dying to have some fun.. so I'm forcing myself to see my friends.. though that tires me out further. It's a never ending circle. I can't wait to sleep.
The bad thing about sleeping, is that lately when I wake up... I wake up to my poor Jays losing. It's sad, and I'm sad. Hopefully that will change.
So for now, I'm going to watch some debate, eat some yummy food, and head out for forced fun.
Until next time,
Mister Famous, xo
Gooood evening friends!
I'm watching the debate and I know a few things for sure
1. Stephen Harper is wearing some form of makeup
2. Stephen Harper is the calmest man ever
3. Stephen Harper's hair is also too perfect.
Okay, that's all. The reason I know only these three things because I just tuned in.. unfortunately not staying long, because I have to meet friends for a drink later. That sounds more glamorous than it is, I can assure you.
The good news is, I had an interview yesterday at eTalk. I was trying to keep it quiet out of fear of jinxing it, but I think it's okay to say it out loud now. I feel very good about it, I was happy with my questions/answers, the panel was wonderful and I just keep thinking positive.
What else is going on in my life? Nooooothing. School is making me stressed beyond sanity, I've been working so so so so so much (sort of) and I'm at the point of exhaustion. The unfortunate part of the whole thing, is I'm dying to have some fun.. so I'm forcing myself to see my friends.. though that tires me out further. It's a never ending circle. I can't wait to sleep.
The bad thing about sleeping, is that lately when I wake up... I wake up to my poor Jays losing. It's sad, and I'm sad. Hopefully that will change.
So for now, I'm going to watch some debate, eat some yummy food, and head out for forced fun.
Until next time,
Mister Famous, xo
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Hi.... Bye.
Oh my, I have no time to blog, but I neeeeed to say "Hi!" So this is all my message will entail.
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
One arm, Not a Problem: Greg Stewart
By: Britany Murphy
KAMLOOPS, BC--What do you call the man who leads the CIS in steals, offensive rebounds, defensive rebounds, averages 15.4 points per game, and is taller than basketball star Shaquille O’Neal?
Well, the CIS calls him the Defensive Player of the Year for the second year in a row. But most people, just know him as Greg Stewart.
He is a dual-sport beast playing basketball and volleyball. Stewart is an upbeat individual, which coincides with his game.
Any player winning back-to-back CIS Defensive Player of the Year titles would be a miraculous feat. However, it’s an almost impossible accomplishment once noting Stewart's unique presence on the hardwood.
Born missing his left arm from the elbow down, Stewart has never considered his disability a hindrance to his athleticism or playing abilities.
In fact, when asked if he believed one arm made a difference, he simply replied by saying, “You accept what you have and work with it.”
Stewart's positive vibes are quite contagious, making it clear that he has more than accepted his disability and bypassed it, proving his dominance among the country's CIS elite.
A Kamloops, British Columbia native, Greg’s preferred school was Thompson Rivers University which is also in his hometown. In essence, when he was recruited to the TRU WolfPack out of high school, it was an easy decision, being a natural fit.
The 7'2 centre has been deemed a major presence on the court by the WolfPack Head Coach, Scott Clark and with a unbearable size, it’s easy to see why Clark described his best defensive player as such.
Clark’s in his first year of coaching the WolfPack and when asked about Greg’s game he says, “The biggest thing is his defensive presence and other teams have to set up game plans for him because he is able to dominate and get rebounds.”
Throughout the season, the WolfPack’s head coach believes that Greg played picked up his game notably after January and that work ethic had a lot to do with his performance.
“He improved on his fitness and play, and that was good not only for him but the whole team,” Clark says of his standout player.
Stewart was also pleased with his work ethic this season, “I was not accepting, always wanting to do better!”
Describing Greg in just one word proved to be hard for Clark. Some of the words he came up with were ‘miraculous’ and ‘inspirational’.
“He’s overcome some adversity in his life but it’s still hard to put just one word on it.”
The head coach also says, “Personally, you never really see Greg as disadvantaged on the court. You see him as a great basketball player and as a coach you just push him to be the best he can be.”
With five years spent playing with the WolfPack, once again, Greg takes the negative,
transforming it into positive. Despite TRU not making it to the post-season, “It was a good year with a new coach and the team came a long way.”
With basketball and volleyball honours to his name, Stewart's resume is impressive to say the least.
Although Stewart is uncertain of his future at the moment, he is looking toward finishing his schooling at TRU, majoring in Human Resources.
Greg also had some encouraging words for any young players who might be discouraged from pursuing their basketball and athletic dreams for any reason.
“It’s all based upon what you want to do. Take opportunities when you can because they’re not there all the time.”
*NOTE: Greg has also played for the Team Canada’s disabled sitting volleyball team, which has won gold at the World Championships in 2002, 2004, and 2006. Greg is on the Roster for the 2010-2011 season.
KAMLOOPS, BC--What do you call the man who leads the CIS in steals, offensive rebounds, defensive rebounds, averages 15.4 points per game, and is taller than basketball star Shaquille O’Neal?
Well, the CIS calls him the Defensive Player of the Year for the second year in a row. But most people, just know him as Greg Stewart.
He is a dual-sport beast playing basketball and volleyball. Stewart is an upbeat individual, which coincides with his game.
Any player winning back-to-back CIS Defensive Player of the Year titles would be a miraculous feat. However, it’s an almost impossible accomplishment once noting Stewart's unique presence on the hardwood.
Born missing his left arm from the elbow down, Stewart has never considered his disability a hindrance to his athleticism or playing abilities.
In fact, when asked if he believed one arm made a difference, he simply replied by saying, “You accept what you have and work with it.”
Stewart's positive vibes are quite contagious, making it clear that he has more than accepted his disability and bypassed it, proving his dominance among the country's CIS elite.
A Kamloops, British Columbia native, Greg’s preferred school was Thompson Rivers University which is also in his hometown. In essence, when he was recruited to the TRU WolfPack out of high school, it was an easy decision, being a natural fit.
The 7'2 centre has been deemed a major presence on the court by the WolfPack Head Coach, Scott Clark and with a unbearable size, it’s easy to see why Clark described his best defensive player as such.
Clark’s in his first year of coaching the WolfPack and when asked about Greg’s game he says, “The biggest thing is his defensive presence and other teams have to set up game plans for him because he is able to dominate and get rebounds.”
Throughout the season, the WolfPack’s head coach believes that Greg played picked up his game notably after January and that work ethic had a lot to do with his performance.
“He improved on his fitness and play, and that was good not only for him but the whole team,” Clark says of his standout player.
Stewart was also pleased with his work ethic this season, “I was not accepting, always wanting to do better!”
Describing Greg in just one word proved to be hard for Clark. Some of the words he came up with were ‘miraculous’ and ‘inspirational’.
“He’s overcome some adversity in his life but it’s still hard to put just one word on it.”
The head coach also says, “Personally, you never really see Greg as disadvantaged on the court. You see him as a great basketball player and as a coach you just push him to be the best he can be.”
With five years spent playing with the WolfPack, once again, Greg takes the negative,
transforming it into positive. Despite TRU not making it to the post-season, “It was a good year with a new coach and the team came a long way.”
With basketball and volleyball honours to his name, Stewart's resume is impressive to say the least.
Although Stewart is uncertain of his future at the moment, he is looking toward finishing his schooling at TRU, majoring in Human Resources.
Greg also had some encouraging words for any young players who might be discouraged from pursuing their basketball and athletic dreams for any reason.
“It’s all based upon what you want to do. Take opportunities when you can because they’re not there all the time.”
*NOTE: Greg has also played for the Team Canada’s disabled sitting volleyball team, which has won gold at the World Championships in 2002, 2004, and 2006. Greg is on the Roster for the 2010-2011 season.
Goodbye Winter!
word of the day: sun; self-luminous heavenly body; star.
My word of the day isn't anything big or elaborate, I just really wanted to bring on the sun so I thought if I mentioned it, maybe it would come sooner. (So lame right?)
TODAY, is the second day of spring. Although the sky is grey, and snow is in the forecast, I know that just around the corner my tulips will bloom, my toes will see sunshine, and my spring wardrobe will come out to play.
This week is going to be a crazy week for me and I'm trying to deal with it one day at a time. First, I have a million assignments to do. A 2000 word magazine profile, a 1500 word essay and Contemporary Canadian issues... edit two articles, prepare myself for a potential interview with Andi Petrillo, and study/write a stats quiz. With all that homework, I also had to work yesterday (Monday) all day.. have school today, tomorrow, Thursday and Friday. I have to work Friday night, Saturday morning/day, Sunday day, and Monday day. So really leaving me know time in the world to do anything fun... But that doesn't stop me. I have scheduled a hair colour appointment for tonight (as my roots are horrendous), a coffee date with my first crush ever tomorrow night (haven't seen him in 7 years), and a scheduled/impromptu trip to Yorkdale for a to-die-for wristlet meets phone case by the one and only Michael Kors.
The unfortunate thing is I can't make it to a friends birthday this Friday because of my crazy work schedule. So I'll owe her a beer that's for sure!
When this week is over, I think I will return to some form of normalcy, will running everyday, yoga twice a week and more fun. Also next week, is the Blue Jays home opener. And if I didn't love my job before, I do now. My manager felt so bad for scheduling me all those days, she gave me both Friday and Sunday off next week so I can go to the home opener, AND the Jose Bautista bobblehead day on Sunday. Like can you even believe it? How lucky am I to have a job like that? Sorry to brag, but really.. it's amazing.
Internships are just around the corner, and I'm getting pretty excited for that too. It's so nerve wracking getting your resumes together, and applying. But it's such a rush that I really just can't wait to hear back from anyone who is willing to take me!
I think I'm going to go back to my homework now, this break was long enough. I'll try to keep on top of this during my crazy week.
OH. One last thing. I put my friends resume into the pot at work, I reeeeeaaaallly hope something comes of that. She is too amazing to pass by.
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
My word of the day isn't anything big or elaborate, I just really wanted to bring on the sun so I thought if I mentioned it, maybe it would come sooner. (So lame right?)
TODAY, is the second day of spring. Although the sky is grey, and snow is in the forecast, I know that just around the corner my tulips will bloom, my toes will see sunshine, and my spring wardrobe will come out to play.
This week is going to be a crazy week for me and I'm trying to deal with it one day at a time. First, I have a million assignments to do. A 2000 word magazine profile, a 1500 word essay and Contemporary Canadian issues... edit two articles, prepare myself for a potential interview with Andi Petrillo, and study/write a stats quiz. With all that homework, I also had to work yesterday (Monday) all day.. have school today, tomorrow, Thursday and Friday. I have to work Friday night, Saturday morning/day, Sunday day, and Monday day. So really leaving me know time in the world to do anything fun... But that doesn't stop me. I have scheduled a hair colour appointment for tonight (as my roots are horrendous), a coffee date with my first crush ever tomorrow night (haven't seen him in 7 years), and a scheduled/impromptu trip to Yorkdale for a to-die-for wristlet meets phone case by the one and only Michael Kors.
The unfortunate thing is I can't make it to a friends birthday this Friday because of my crazy work schedule. So I'll owe her a beer that's for sure!
When this week is over, I think I will return to some form of normalcy, will running everyday, yoga twice a week and more fun. Also next week, is the Blue Jays home opener. And if I didn't love my job before, I do now. My manager felt so bad for scheduling me all those days, she gave me both Friday and Sunday off next week so I can go to the home opener, AND the Jose Bautista bobblehead day on Sunday. Like can you even believe it? How lucky am I to have a job like that? Sorry to brag, but really.. it's amazing.
Internships are just around the corner, and I'm getting pretty excited for that too. It's so nerve wracking getting your resumes together, and applying. But it's such a rush that I really just can't wait to hear back from anyone who is willing to take me!
I think I'm going to go back to my homework now, this break was long enough. I'll try to keep on top of this during my crazy week.
OH. One last thing. I put my friends resume into the pot at work, I reeeeeaaaallly hope something comes of that. She is too amazing to pass by.
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Pray for Japan
Word of the day: tragedy; a lamentable, dreadful, or fatal event or affair; calamity; disaster
- Pray for Japan
It's just one of those nights that you want to eat a piece of cake, a brownie, and maybe a chocolate bar all right after each other. Fortunately for me, I'm at my grandparents' house and they like to force feed me fatty foods. So, tonight after my freshly cut pear, I had strawberries in vanilla ice cream. Not nearly as fatty as the aforementioned options, but sugary enough to throw my healthy eating out the window. The good news is, they finally entered the technological era and got internet, which is both good and bad. Now, I can sit here and write to you and do homework, but also now, I'm addicted to the internet rather than reading a book, or really enjoying American Idol. It's okay though I guess.. I could just use some self-discipline and refrain from the internet. haha yeah right.
Anyway, the second boy I mentioned yesterday (the one i shouldn't like) and I had a great chat today and thing are back on track. Which, let me tell you makes me super nervous. I keep saying I want a boyfriend, but when I start to get close, I get freaked out, claustrophobic and run screaming through the streets. A friend told me that it's because he isn't the right guy for me, but I'm not sure if I agree. I mean, maybe that's true.. but maybe it's just because I'm scared to get hurt again? So instead, I'm trying to focus on school work, work work, internships, and friends.
I wrote my to-do list yesterday.. it is as follows:
stats assignment
Contemp essay
study for contemp
profile (magazine)
magazine presentation
apply for internship
edit articles
I feel like I'm missing something.. so I'll have to figure that out. In the mean time, I'm going to dream about summer, friends birthdays, visiting Londy-Loo and Blue Jays.. Good night world.
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
- Pray for Japan
It's just one of those nights that you want to eat a piece of cake, a brownie, and maybe a chocolate bar all right after each other. Fortunately for me, I'm at my grandparents' house and they like to force feed me fatty foods. So, tonight after my freshly cut pear, I had strawberries in vanilla ice cream. Not nearly as fatty as the aforementioned options, but sugary enough to throw my healthy eating out the window. The good news is, they finally entered the technological era and got internet, which is both good and bad. Now, I can sit here and write to you and do homework, but also now, I'm addicted to the internet rather than reading a book, or really enjoying American Idol. It's okay though I guess.. I could just use some self-discipline and refrain from the internet. haha yeah right.
Anyway, the second boy I mentioned yesterday (the one i shouldn't like) and I had a great chat today and thing are back on track. Which, let me tell you makes me super nervous. I keep saying I want a boyfriend, but when I start to get close, I get freaked out, claustrophobic and run screaming through the streets. A friend told me that it's because he isn't the right guy for me, but I'm not sure if I agree. I mean, maybe that's true.. but maybe it's just because I'm scared to get hurt again? So instead, I'm trying to focus on school work, work work, internships, and friends.
I wrote my to-do list yesterday.. it is as follows:
stats assignment
Contemp essay
study for contemp
profile (magazine)
magazine presentation
apply for internship
edit articles
I feel like I'm missing something.. so I'll have to figure that out. In the mean time, I'm going to dream about summer, friends birthdays, visiting Londy-Loo and Blue Jays.. Good night world.
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Rexdale Crime
Students easy targets for Rexdale crime
LISA MACNEILL & SAMANTHA O’CONNOR
Rexdale has a reputation as one of the most dangerous areas in Toronto, but many students who come to Humber College and The University Of Guelph-Humber are not aware of the amount of crime that takes place here on a regular basis.
Rexdale resident and self-proclaimed retired hustler, Stones* said that students are naïve to the amount of crime in the area, and are considered easy targets for robberies and assault because of their lack of streets smarts.
“They [Street involved youth] see these kids, they see food – a bunch of rich kids that don’t know where the hell they are. They don’t know that they’re in the ghetto,” he said
Students face dangers on and off campus everyday, because of where the school is located. In 2005, Toronto’s City Council named the area as one of the GTA’s 13 priority neighbourhoods according to the Pathways Education Network.
“Down here, random stuff will happen, like, people think that bad stuff doesn’t happen to good people, but bad stuff happens to good people,” Stones said.
Many students, they say, have been victim to harassment, assault, and theft since they moved to Rexdale to attend school and over 10 student houses have been robbed in the last two months, according to recent accounts in the neighborhood.
Kristie Greco, a second year Kinesiology student lives in the subdivision across from the campus. Her house has been robbed twice since Thanksgiving.
The latest was around 7pm last Monday night, while Greco and her roommates were out of the house. Whoever broke in came through the bedroom window, and took three Mac laptops, two IPods, and a charging dock. The police were notified but took four hours to arrive at the scene. “Don’t take any suspicious activity too lightly,” said Greco.
Stones also says that the subdivision directly across from Humber doesn’t really count as Rexdale, that there are certain areas that the real thugs live.
“I need to tell you the honest truth, the real guys are seriously in Rexdale, in Martin Grove, Kipling and in Jamestown, they don’t leave those places, you know? They don’t
come to Humber College.” He says although everyone is a target.
Students need to understand that there are differences in lifestyle and mentality between Humber and Guelph-Humber students, and those who have grown up in the area. Stones says that there really isn’t any way to prevent being mugged, that some people rob people just for the sake of robbing, “If someone sees someone, and you have something that they want, it’s gonna get taken… that’s just it.”
For Rexdale residents, gang activity, shootings and robberies are a part of everyday life, according to published estimates. There are seven main Rexdale gangs, with the majority affiliated with the Crips. “Like, some people, everyday they put their books in their bags, some people around here strap a gun to their hip,” Stones said.
An officer from the 23rd Division who did not want to disclose his name says that students should “know the surroundings, and know whom you’re dealing with” to ensure their safety when leaving campus.
Norah Roberts, a third year Guelph-Humber student studying Public Relations says during her first year in 2008, she had a bad experience.
“I lived on residence, and a bunch of us girls were walking in the subdivision across the road, when two guys started following us. We got a bad feeling, so we started running. Then, they started chasing us. It got really scary, when a car with four more guys started slowly driving beside us, following us. They ended up leaving us alone, but not without scaring us first.”
Local rapper/producer Casper Tha Deadly Ghost was born and raised in the area, and said that if you “be cool, stick to yourself, and act respectful”, you will be less likely to have someone bother you.
Other safety precautions students can take include, walking in open, lit areas, and talking on the phone when they are alone, but this does not guarantee that nothing will happen.
“You can walk confident as much as you want, if someone sees someone, and you have something that they want, it’s gonna get taken,”…”There’s guys out here that take shit just to take shit…It’s different, it could be for anything still, could be for money. I know a guy that robs shit just to rob shit. He has two gat in his pocket just to rob you.”
According to Stones, adding more security guards on campus won’t make much of a difference in terms of student safety. He calls them Robo-Cops.
“What would they have? Batons? You could put more security guards, more cops, it wouldn’t help. People are hustlin’ for money to feed themselves. If they don’t hustle, they don’t eat.”
He says the only thing that will diminish the amount of crime, is an end to poverty, which he doesn’t see ever happening.
The police source agrees that poverty is not coming to an end, and it’s hard for people to avoid criminal acts.
“It’s very hard to live in those neighbourhoods, with a gang mentality and keep on the straight and narrow, despite your best efforts, because you have to worry about yourself the whole time.”
He also urges students to report any illegal activity they see and assures that tips will always be kept anonymous.
*Some names have been changed to protect the identity of interviewees, some of whom were known personally by the reportorial team.
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Kould they be any cooler? The Kardashians
Like, could these two be any cuter? Her style is amazing.. his style is amazing. I love all of the Kardashians, don't get me wrong. But nothing makes me laugh more, than watching Kourtney and Kim take New York, just so I can watch and live vicariously through Scott and Kourt. Dear whomever, let me be just like her when I grow up.
Let's play catch up
OOOOKAY HI.
word of the day; Facetiously; lacking serious intent, or; not meant to be taken seriously
This, and insidious, are my favorite words. I wonder if you know why? If you think you do, let me know.. i'm excited to hear your thoughts.
Okay, I'm not even sure where to start. It's been about a month since my last post and quite a few things have happened. I went to Tremblant again this year for my annual ski trip. I fell, got whiplash and pinched a few nerves and was in a hell of a lot of pain for about 4 days.. but then I got pain medication and everything in my life was like unicorns and rainbows.
BUT, on the bright side, we (my family) decided that for our next annual ski trip, we're going to Lake Placid, NY. Do you know what that means? Well, it means i'll learn how to bobsled. Maybe not the most practical talent, but fun no less. Also this upcoming year I will be going to Vegas for the big 21, Cape Hatteras for surfing and kite boarding, and MAYBE Greece if I can afford it. Until then, I have school...
I'm not digging school too much right now. I have my eyes set on summer so I'm having a hard time concentrating. I'm also getting so nervous about being an adult that I'm pretending it's not happening. Thinking about graduating, applying for internships and the whole bit makes me shake in my boots. So, let's not talk about it and talk about something else... likeee boys.
Since Thanksgiving, I crossed the border from great friends, to.. sometimes more than friends with one boy. At first, I thought.. no, he's not my type so I could never aaactually like him. But now, I'm not too sure. Sometimes I'm confused. Maybe I want a boyfriend, so my mind is tricking me into liking him, but in reality, I don't?... gah I don't know. Let's move onto the next one.. one i'm sure about.
One time.. my best friend in the world was hooking up with this guy. This same guy, turned into a douche bag and hurt her. So, I proceeded to tell him that I hated him. Then, I ran into this guy over Christmas break.. he explained his side, i understood and the conversation got rolling. Now, I like him. But I can't.. because of my best friend. He kept pushing for me to talk to her, but I a. didn't have the balls and b. didn't want to ever put our friendship on the line for A BOY. So i told him, just friends, and he respected that. But, the more we talked, the more I liked him. So, I got up the courage to mention it to her, assuring her that her feelings about the situation came way before mine and whatever she wanted I would do. Being the amazing girl that she is, she said it's fine. I could even cry a bit thinking about how wonderful she is and how important she is to me. Well anyway, i told him, he was excited. We'll see how that goes as well.
Work is wonderful.. I love my job so much, it's even made me not want to move. And believe me, I've always wanted to move. I love the people I work with, I love the company, I just love it. A lot...
Finally, I'll leave you with the one thing that's coming up that I can't be more excited about.. Blue Jays. Starting April 1st, my boys will be back in town for months and months of baseball. If you are ever wondering where to find me, I'll most likely be at the Rogers Center in my high-waisted denim shorts and a crop top.
...OH. One last thing. I ran into my ex-boyfriend at school.. we had a really mature conversation about our families, our futures and our dreams. It made me feel so good that we can FINALLY be mature around each other. It only took two years...
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
word of the day; Facetiously; lacking serious intent, or; not meant to be taken seriously
This, and insidious, are my favorite words. I wonder if you know why? If you think you do, let me know.. i'm excited to hear your thoughts.
Okay, I'm not even sure where to start. It's been about a month since my last post and quite a few things have happened. I went to Tremblant again this year for my annual ski trip. I fell, got whiplash and pinched a few nerves and was in a hell of a lot of pain for about 4 days.. but then I got pain medication and everything in my life was like unicorns and rainbows.
BUT, on the bright side, we (my family) decided that for our next annual ski trip, we're going to Lake Placid, NY. Do you know what that means? Well, it means i'll learn how to bobsled. Maybe not the most practical talent, but fun no less. Also this upcoming year I will be going to Vegas for the big 21, Cape Hatteras for surfing and kite boarding, and MAYBE Greece if I can afford it. Until then, I have school...
I'm not digging school too much right now. I have my eyes set on summer so I'm having a hard time concentrating. I'm also getting so nervous about being an adult that I'm pretending it's not happening. Thinking about graduating, applying for internships and the whole bit makes me shake in my boots. So, let's not talk about it and talk about something else... likeee boys.
Since Thanksgiving, I crossed the border from great friends, to.. sometimes more than friends with one boy. At first, I thought.. no, he's not my type so I could never aaactually like him. But now, I'm not too sure. Sometimes I'm confused. Maybe I want a boyfriend, so my mind is tricking me into liking him, but in reality, I don't?... gah I don't know. Let's move onto the next one.. one i'm sure about.
One time.. my best friend in the world was hooking up with this guy. This same guy, turned into a douche bag and hurt her. So, I proceeded to tell him that I hated him. Then, I ran into this guy over Christmas break.. he explained his side, i understood and the conversation got rolling. Now, I like him. But I can't.. because of my best friend. He kept pushing for me to talk to her, but I a. didn't have the balls and b. didn't want to ever put our friendship on the line for A BOY. So i told him, just friends, and he respected that. But, the more we talked, the more I liked him. So, I got up the courage to mention it to her, assuring her that her feelings about the situation came way before mine and whatever she wanted I would do. Being the amazing girl that she is, she said it's fine. I could even cry a bit thinking about how wonderful she is and how important she is to me. Well anyway, i told him, he was excited. We'll see how that goes as well.
Work is wonderful.. I love my job so much, it's even made me not want to move. And believe me, I've always wanted to move. I love the people I work with, I love the company, I just love it. A lot...
Finally, I'll leave you with the one thing that's coming up that I can't be more excited about.. Blue Jays. Starting April 1st, my boys will be back in town for months and months of baseball. If you are ever wondering where to find me, I'll most likely be at the Rogers Center in my high-waisted denim shorts and a crop top.
...OH. One last thing. I ran into my ex-boyfriend at school.. we had a really mature conversation about our families, our futures and our dreams. It made me feel so good that we can FINALLY be mature around each other. It only took two years...
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Hi, I missed you.... A lot.
Here's the thing... it's been um, too many months to count since I've been here to see you, and quite frankly, I've missed you. The only problem is I've been so busy to ever write, that I have neglected you instead.
Even as a I sit here and type, I have a million other things I could be doing. I'll have to update you on my life in the shortest way ever. Here it goes:
1. I have a job... yep, working gal. At lululemon, and byyy the way, not to brag but it is LITERALLY the best job ever. Sometimes, I'd rather be at work then at home... and i REALLY love home.
2. I have the busiest schedule ever, falling behind on homework like crazy because anytime I have free time, I'm sleeping, or at the gym.
3. I have a weight loss goal of 20 pounds in 20 weeks. It's the beginning of week 3 and I have lost four lbs. Good start so far.
5. I like a lot of boys right now. Two specifically. One is soooo my type (jocky, smart, witty) and the other I'm not too sure about. I think he's more of a fly by night... but I'll let you know how they ride out (I promise)
6. I hooked up with a friend again.. I still think it's not awkward, but we'll see the next time I see him.
7. I watched all ten seasons of Friends in less than a month. I had a crush on Joey, Chandler and lastly Ross, and sometimes even Rachel. (I cried when I was finished all ten)
8. My colour palate for spring clothing is mostly nudes and ivories, with a pop of coral.
9. I miss a few people so much, my life isn't the same without them. COME HOME.
10. The bjays home opener is literally so soon, i have my outfit planned and i'm ready to go. So hurrryy up April 1.
11. I joined a run clinic.. so you'll soon be looking at an official marathon runner. Not a big one, just a weee little one. BE excited.
That's all I can think of right now, I'll probably come up with a few more.
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
Even as a I sit here and type, I have a million other things I could be doing. I'll have to update you on my life in the shortest way ever. Here it goes:
1. I have a job... yep, working gal. At lululemon, and byyy the way, not to brag but it is LITERALLY the best job ever. Sometimes, I'd rather be at work then at home... and i REALLY love home.
2. I have the busiest schedule ever, falling behind on homework like crazy because anytime I have free time, I'm sleeping, or at the gym.
3. I have a weight loss goal of 20 pounds in 20 weeks. It's the beginning of week 3 and I have lost four lbs. Good start so far.
5. I like a lot of boys right now. Two specifically. One is soooo my type (jocky, smart, witty) and the other I'm not too sure about. I think he's more of a fly by night... but I'll let you know how they ride out (I promise)
6. I hooked up with a friend again.. I still think it's not awkward, but we'll see the next time I see him.
7. I watched all ten seasons of Friends in less than a month. I had a crush on Joey, Chandler and lastly Ross, and sometimes even Rachel. (I cried when I was finished all ten)
8. My colour palate for spring clothing is mostly nudes and ivories, with a pop of coral.
9. I miss a few people so much, my life isn't the same without them. COME HOME.
10. The bjays home opener is literally so soon, i have my outfit planned and i'm ready to go. So hurrryy up April 1.
11. I joined a run clinic.. so you'll soon be looking at an official marathon runner. Not a big one, just a weee little one. BE excited.
That's all I can think of right now, I'll probably come up with a few more.
Until next time,
Mr. Famous, xo
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
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
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
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
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
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
Thursday, November 4, 2010
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
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
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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
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
Thursday, October 28, 2010
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
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
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
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
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
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
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
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
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
Monday, October 18, 2010
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
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
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