Tuesday, November 25, 2008

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Today, Me, Jess, Christina, Hannah and Jana went to the photography studio dealio in the school, and we modeled for Hanna and Jana's portraits. It was superfun! Serious.
- Mad hatter + Dormouse + Alice = Awesome! (I totally want a copy.)
And then there were the random weird portraits of me being a) normal b) glamorous and c) creeper.
Plus Hannah and her awesome makeup, and Jess being Jess :)

Of course, later, Jess and I worked on the ILU for English, and we have an amazing presentation waiting to be written.

In camera spirit, I leave this video.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

So I realised how many of my posts start with a "so..."


It is cold.
And I have baked some Tiny pies!
I made some tiny dough, and some tiny apples that I peeled with a tiny knife. Then I used tiny sugar and tiny cinnamon in a tiny oven to bake them. TINY.
I'm just kidding. They're apple pies, in cupcake size. Portable Pie!

IN OTHER NEWS:
Polyester: Just another synthetic fabric? Or is it harvested from the depths of the ocean by shady fabric companies?
Fact: Polyesters are tiny organisms that live at the bottom of the sea near the sulfur volcanoes. They feed on the heat and naturally weave themselves together to prevent being separated and hunted by other fabrics, like Lycra. A polyester floating around by its self is easy prey for the larger weaves, and it's soon absorbed by another polyester weave, if it's lucky, or it's devoured and weaved into some Lycra pants. Life as a polyester is not easy, from birth, it is in constant danger. Pubescent polyesters leave their weaves to find new communities to settle down and raise a family in. But, they are hunted by the already mentioned Lycra, not to mention the elusive Satin, and worst of all, the clothing companies. The young polyester is hunted in its youth when it is large enough to survive on its own, and away from any other pesky weaves before it turns too rigid for wear. The Polyesters are pulled out of the sea by deep-sea trawlers that hunt for polyester with static. After it is harvested it is forced into an unnatural weave and sown into fabrics. If it is not soaked in time, it will being to smell of decay ("that new clothes smell") and it won't be able to be revived if the season passes, where upon only bargain hunters who know the secret to polyester revival will be able to save them.

So, next time you buy polyester, make sure it is from sustainable polyester harvesting methods.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

It's a fluffy cloud day

or rather, it was.

Driving home from riding today, I spotted some awesome fluffy clouds, just like the ones on that one day in summer. If you looked at those clouds long enough, you could see faces, and people and animals frolicking in there. I like fluffy cloud days.

Speaking of fluffy, I think angora rabbits are the most amazing things ever. They are possibly the only pet in the world that resembles a pom pom with a nose. Plus, they also serve as a fountain of hair to knit into angora sweaters or mittens or scarves or... hats? Or instead of knitting, crocheting!

I've always wanted to learn to crochet- and by always wanted I mean: I want to because I lost my mittens. My poor mittens are probably running away on a bus or something by now. :(
I miss my mittens!

TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT FOR CHRISTMAS REGINA.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Is it true what they told me, America?

As that last blog was a sorry excuse of writing, I shall blab about something else.
Namely: The Epicness of all that is Dave Smallen.
Well.. Just click on the link, okay?
Everything else will resolve itself, Buddhist style.

So, the other day, I asked my mom what exactly is Buddhism, and the reply I get can be summarized as follows: Karma will get you. You just don't know when. And that includes your reincarnations too.
So, evil do-ers, be afraid. Be very afraid.
Then again, if you don't remember any of your other lives, I suppose you have no reason to worry. Since assholes don't really care about others anyway.

Oh, and if anyone is getting me a Christmas present, PLEASE make it an iTunes gift card. I'd love to buy the albums you can't find 'round these parts. Namely, so I can pay Dave Smallen for his amazing music, yes?

Friday, November 14, 2008

Most. Random. Day. EVER

So, in chemistry yesterday, I got some gum on my pants. So Jen and I went to the washroom to wash it off.
Of course, that involves removal of pants. In the process of getting the gum off, we manage to completely soak the pants. I'm standing there in my underwear trying to dry them off. Of course, being a bathroom, people go in and out, and shoot weird looks at me. And I can only reply "I got gum on my pants!"

Later on, I had to bring in my 20KM/H sign into English for our presentation. (Pics of sign to come later) But after school, Jess and I went to Starbucks for some lemon poppy seed loaf+ Drinks. Of course, I'd have to take the sign with me. Now, hile walking down the street, I saw two kids, one pushing the other in what appeared to be a stolen shopping cart from Shoppers Drugmart.
later on, I walked by some dorky kids that ask me if I made or stole the sign. Of course, I had to walk with the writing sign turned away from the street to prevent anyone trying to arrest me.

In anycase, glad that's over. I'm sitting at home this weekend. FUN

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

I am a procrastinatar.

A terrible, terrible procrastinatar.
I was going to write a blag post.
But I put it off until tomorrah.
I was gonna complete my leest.
But... it can woit.

I promise I'll stop mispronpouncing things now. :)

In any case, my point was that I was thinking about my list of things to do, and how I have not done a single one in a month.
So, I'm thinking at the first sign of snowfall, I will make LED floaties, and turn Jack Darling Park into a magical place with glowing orbs.
But the whole battery being left behind bothers me, so I might scrawl "TAKE ME HOME" on them.
Either way, pictures shall accompany glowies.

In other news: I just received my compete Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy today. I'm excited

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Bite me, UN

All my friends are in Model UN
All my friends are in Model UN
All my friends are in Model UN
All my friends are in Model UN
All my friends are in Model UN
I hate Model UN.

I will make my own model organization.
Model KKK?
Too racist.
Model GreenPeace?
Too green.
Model NATO?
Too weird.
Model WHO?
Perfect.

All members of the Model WHO will meet Next week at 15:47 to discuss Salmonella, ineffective?

Model UN, I would like my friends back, please.
Or else, I will commence the bombing. With Truth and Beauty bombs.
Take that! Future adults of the world.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Moo Sick

Long over due blog!
Considering I just got my Limewire back, I feel that this is a pretty appropriate time to blog about none other than my favourite music.
Let's start with the beginning. Way back in 7thish grade, there was The Offspring. Of course, they are still in my top 10 bands as a permanent fixture, but I must say Rise and Fall, Rage and Grace's album art disappointed me. Seriously, when your least successful albums sell a couple million copies, I think you can afford to make something that looks less like it was done with MS paint.
But anyways. My tastes grew and evolved, I had my indie phase, my hardcore phase, my dance phase, my pop punk phase, and now it's just a mush.

So let's list my top 20 minus the Offspring (in the order I thought of):
The Matches
Farewell
Street to Nowhere/Dave Smallen
Family Force 5
Cobra Starship
Breaking Benjamin
Rediscover
Inkwell
Kate Voegele
We Are The Fury
USS
Thornley
Three Days Grace
Teddybears
Sherwood

My Favorite Highway

Sugarcult
She Wants Revenge

The Fratellis

The High Court


Tadah!
Either way, my tastes change now and then, and I realise I really don't have 20 TOP bands, but a bunch of bands I like. So, there you go.
I am off to the dentist!