as im finding the words...

scotch scotch scotch scotch. i love scotch.

2009-11-04T15:58:39Z

i'm taking a personal day today. its just going to be a super busy thursday-saturday, and i already had a busy thursday-tuesday last week so im Pooped man. with a capital P.

you know with twitter and facebook, livejournal is pretty much donzo. i feel like half the time im writing about stuff that happened to me or that i did in the day, and you can just find that information on my twitter or fb, and its updated on a much more frequent basis.

so livejournal will be here mainly for when im feeling bajarbled inside and need to explode in a diarrhea of thoughts, which i suppose is fine with livejournal.

i've decided, quite recently i might add, that the phrase 'money can't buy you happiness" is an opinion and not a fact. and because its an opinion you are entitled to it. A few years ago i would agree with it too, but that is not the case anymore, im not sad to say. i do firmly believe you need money to be happy. at least a little money. its just the world we live in unfortunately, or the world that we were raised and brainwashed to live in, i don't know - take that whatever way you wish.

my musical taste has always been a little 'suspect' to say the least, growing up, and that is no different today. but i have to say the top two songs for shizzle on my ipod right now are miley cyrus's party in the usa, and jay-z's empire state of mind, both are catchy as shiiiiit, and you can dance to them quite easily i'd say. which is really what its all about in my opinion. if you can't tap a toe to it, get it outta here!

ok thats enough for today, i will write some more.....later!

hi!

2009-08-05T00:08:54Z

i'm still alive.

you know. in case you were wondering.

1900 international relations

2009-06-17T18:22:26Z

Now that i'm in our 20s I find it hard pressed to remember moments from my childhood. I remember key moments though, like learning how to ride a bike. Or the first day at school when I realized I couldn't see the board in class without moving up to the front row. Certain moments, sometimes odd ones, like going roller-blading at the park with the girl next door and sometimes serious ones like falling over a hill on my bike and needing to go to the hospital to stitch up my knees.

You could call them mental photographs, recalling the exact moment but not so much the events of the day before, or the night after.

One day I came home from school with my brother, it was one of the years right after we had dismissed the family nanny, and so it was just the two of us. When we got home our mother was already there, something odd considering she usually didn't get off work till much later - around 5.

She was crying, something for an 8 or 9 year old boy was very disturbing to see, and when she saw us she immediately went up to her room. I'd seen her fight with my dad before and she would tear up sometimes during the fights but never cry like this. My aunt was also there, something odd for a weekday since she lived downtown, and she came to my brother and I, hugged us, then told us to go up to our mother because she needed us right now. We did as we were told. She was in her room laying on her bed still crying, and my brother and I crept onto the bed, one of us on each side, and sandwich hugged her. We must have laid there for a good hour just hugging her as she cried. I had no idea what was going on and was too scared to ask.

I don't remember exactly when she stopped crying or what we did after, no better than I remember what grade I was in or what I had learned in school that day, like I said earlier it was just a mental photograph of that one moment. I've never asked her about that day, although I've had my assumptions, and I doubt she'd even remember it - but maybe she would.

I think when your in your late 30s you can't help but think of lost opportunities and other paths in your life you might have taken if not for this or that. I have no idea what I'll have accomplished by the time I'm there or how I'll react to it, no idea.

But I'm optimistic.

!?!

2009-04-17T04:01:47Z

that came out so petty lol.

i love my friends.
i love my family.
new york was the bomb.
ciss was the shiz.
cali was amazing.

i'm mad at myself.
the post should have focused more on that,
i don't know why i let anything else get in there.

draaaaaaaaaaaaama queen.

i have an 8am exam tomorrow that i'm not ready for. why am i on here.

???

2009-04-17T03:37:38Z

what am i doing with my life?

3 years ago i was working at shoppers drug mart making minimum. i wanted to live downtown, and had hopes that traveling to various places around the world was in my immediate future.

Today. I now work at roots making minimum. i still live with my parents. and I'm no closer to traveling the world then back in first year.

I'm going to be 30 and nothing will have changed.

I see teenagers and 20 year olds with their pictures on Facebook in Paris and Hong Kong or some weird littly shitty city in India that still looks pretty cool and throwing their little keggers in their downtown apartments with everyone drunk, laughing and playing rock band. Meanwhile one of my high lights last year was a tourist trip through the east coast for 3 days.

And I don't want to come off as petty or a whiny. Last summer was fun, with the Cali Family Vacation and New York with the guys and ciss camp, I really did have a blast.

I'm just so disappointed in my life right now.
This is not where I saw myself at 22 way back growing up.

Not even close.

yikes would probably be the word you're looking for

2009-03-20T05:04:32Z

exhaustion is working an 18 hour shift.

that starts from 7:30AM to 12:00AM the next day. Bare in mind that you should also calculation commute time for getting there and coming back. so it's more like a 6:00AM - 1:00AM day give or take.

I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, well at least you made a shit load of money. Even at minimum wage, thats a hot paycheck, and legally their should be some over pay in there, considering its past the 12 hour shift limit thing.

Then I break the news that it's an unpaid internship. And the hours get Ridiculous. It's exhausting on two levels: there's the obvious physical level that encompasses things like standing for 18 hours, lifting, running up and down sets, and all sorts of other intern cliches you've seen in the movies. Let me make one thing clear. The whole bit about the 'intern' getting the staff coffee for the breaks, may seem a tad bit funny and over played because you figure its such a simple thing - you order coffee all the time, it would probably be harder, but nothing you can't handle. Let me tell you, getting coffee for about 30 people, all of whom have the power to fire you, or in my case make sure you don't have a future with their company, is scary as fuck. There's also the obvious heavy lifting duties, camera gear, lighting kits, cables, speakers, monitors etc. And finally for the most part your running around shoot locations, either freezing your bumbum off cause your loading shit off a truck outside for a couple of hours, or sweating beads through your shirt because you're running tasks between the production manager and lighting director under these intense lighting stands.

And it's exhausting on a second level, mental exhaustion - in the sense that throughout the 18 hours all you can think about is how small you are and how far you have to go to make it as something in your career right now. But in my limited experience as a production assistant intern, I find I can't complain. Like honestly, everyone (with like one or two exceptions) has been so nice to me. I think its cooler with smaller production companies over the larger corporate channels - and thats not an attack on other internships, I just feel like if I'm working on a show, I feel a lot more accomplished in an environment where the executive producer knows my name, and is like "Thanks Christian" at the end of day. And not just that but its basically that sort of family vibe, where everyone know everyone, and you're really getting that 'team' feel going throughout the day.

And I've learned a lot, this being my like first and only 'real' like TV experience. I have like a 100 more stories to tell at the next shindig with the friends. We did a reality TV series for the W network (a mistake I made earlier, I thought I was interning with the broadcaster the W network, turns out I'm actually working for a production company called 'GENERAL PURPOSE PICTURES' which actually produces the show then sells it to the W network, a a broadcaster, to air it - the way the market works is, TV channels don't actually make any of their own shows, with the exception of few programs, news shows are a good example, but for the most part a channel like GLOBAL or TELETOON will contract a company like BAD ROBOT PRODUCTIONS or UNIVERSAL MEDIA STUDIOS which produces 'Heroes' and then contracts it to 'NBC' to air the program).

So yeah my official title is Intern Production Assistant, which is pretty bad ass I think considering how blank my media related resume looks. Basically if I was a character in the Sims video game, the job chain would be something like Intern - Production Assistant - Live Set Coordinator - Production Manager, Associate Producer, Producer, Executive Producer. With a bunch of other positions too depending on where you want to focus, like for example you could enjoy working with numbers and become a Line Producer instead. Which is pretty cool, because I think for the first time in 3 years at RTA I think I know what I do enjoy and where I would like to go in the field in terms of a career.

Now if only those damn hours were a little more manageable...

But Seriously, It's Probably Cause We're All Asian

2009-02-17T02:25:18Z

You know we are some of the few individuals out there that can claim we 'more or less' hang out with the same group of friends since high school, and I think the fact that it's such a huge group is so impressive. I didn't realize until I met an old friend on the subway to school and she asked what was new with me, I replied 'Nothing, hanging out with the same people pretty much - we're boring" She was astounded that I had kept in touch with people from high school (and a few from elementary) I asked her if she stayed in touch with anyone from her past, and she replied with a shrug - I took that as a No. I mean though, if you think about it - we've all been friends since give or take grade 9.

If you're reading this outside our 'group' (and we are by no means exclusive, feel free to drop by at the next shindig) and wondering what the secret is, I have no answers for you. We definitely all have had our share of fights, couples have broken up, - and gotten together with other friends - secrets were told, and lies were kept from some by others. Close circles within the group drifted to other circles within and outside the group - and new significant others have been introduced and shown the door. But we more or less are the same

But we have drifted a bit, we're all just that much older and without trying to sound full of ourselves, finding the time to fit one another in the days/weeks has become a challenge. Schedule's have been busy at times, hectic at others, and down right unmanageable sometimes. It makes it easier to cherish get together(s) normally one would take for granted, the annual Christmas Party and Leyco's Pool Party come to mind.

There are definitely people I wish that I could have stayed a little closer to, I won't name names but I think the same goes for you would say the same if you could (but you can't because you can only read and then choose to comment or not). It's just one of those things I guess The Beatles were talking about when they wrote 'In My Life'.

We're turning 22 now. It's weird to think that I met most of you when I was 14, almost a decade ago. Eight years of puberty, high school, university life, jobs, and relationships - that's what we've been through. It's hard to imagine all of us another eight years later. The biggest friendship killers are coming up if you think about it: Careers, Families, Marriage - its a bit unsettling to think that one of us might not be able to come out to Leyco's Pool Party because your wife is on a business trip and you have to take care of the kids. (For the record how ridiculous would it be to see all of us in our 30's around Leyco's dinky pool? We'd look so silly!)

If we stayed in touch though, I'd love to meet your kids (or just you if your not into the child scene) - You know at the end of teenager movies where they show a freeze frame of each character and then a little description of what happened to them in like 20 years. I wish we got one of those. Even if it said something like, "Married, Had Four Kids, Moved to Victoria and Now lives Happily Ever Aftaaaaa"

Okay I have been writing for far. far. too long. And I just got writers block so I forgot how I wanted to end this.

See ya!

veeeeeeday

2009-02-14T18:50:52Z

happy valentine's day everyone!

a friend of mine, who does stand up comedy, had this bit about valentine's day - it was great.

and I paraphrase, "The tradition to give out hearts on Valentine's Day apparently started when a man, who loved a woman so much but who was married to another man, cut out his own heart in despair/love and gave it to her for Valentine's Day...(pause)....thank god he didn't cut off his penis"

I was pretty drunk, but that was one of the ones I would have laughed at even if I was sober.

The Toronto Raptors got Shawn Marion for Jermaine O'Neil, who hasn't worked out so great this season, I haven't written about the Raptors in a while so I thought I would bring that up. All in all I like the trade, its not a great trade, but apparently were not a great team.

Lately I have been into...some George Michaels (does one song count as little?), Stevie Wonder, and John Legend. I don't know what that is ... like genre wise - I guess its....Soul? or R&B? I'm not familiar with the artists too well so I don't know their dominant 'sounds' are. The stuff I listen to just sucks lately man, All American Rejects and Fall Out Boy had new albums...they were meh - The Killers entertained me for a bit, but that got old too. Maybe I got old actually...

I have one more midterm - because my prof decided to extend it to after reading week - which I guess was nice of him, but now I won't be able to truly enjoy the break which is lame.

I have no plans. Which is depressing - Facebook Statuses pop up as I stalk people proclaiming their exoduses towards warmer climates. I'm not jealous ... It just reminds me that I have no plans ... at all. I still have no money or job, which limits options and I'm not exactly motivated to get one either. I don't know...is this a slump? Maybe I'm just being dramatic.

The weather was beautiful this past week - but it was wasted because everyone had their last minute 'things to do' prior to the break - which I guess is kind of like ironic? Or sad. Cause now that reading week is upon us, weather has gone back to crappy. (or 'seasonal' as Michael Kuss would put it)

Garrrr I'm on livejournal which means I'm bored or stalking someone...
I won't tell you which, because I like to keep people on their toes...

Later Days

ironic

2009-01-16T06:15:01Z

time flies man. jeez.
i did everything on that last list except get new glasses which is cool
im in no rush. today went by pretty fast considering i was in school
from 1-9pm. it wasn't as bad as most days and i can't really tell you
why.

i feel restless, which should be fun in a couple minutes when i try
to get some sleep. i have a bunch of job leads that im hoping actually
lead somewhere this time around, but i've gotten accustomed to eagerly
signing onto my various emails to check if i've gotten any new mail
only to be thoroughly disappointed as the days and weeks go by with
nothing of the sort.

i traveled with chris radigan up to western this past weekend - it was
a good time mixed in with harmless fun and a few harmful substances
(harmful depending on your point of view i guess). which is cool cause
it sort of made up for the nothingness that was my christmas holidays -
... other than christmas i guess.

all my classes are cool - is it weird that i think gay people make
really good professors? is it weirder that i always seem to get their
humor and connect with them? don't say it ginia.

lets look at the bare facts:
1. i have no job
2. i am in a lot of debt
3. school is going cool
4. girlfriend and i are fine
5. i've enjoyed the company of the majority of my friends in the last
couple weeks.
6. i feel healthier that i ever have before.

3 out of 6 ain't so bad yo.

i really need some quick cash though to pay off that visa
i was actually thinking of selling my guitar.
can you believe that?

adios

christmas holidays

2008-12-31T01:15:13Z

man I feel like I JUST got into the Christmas spirit and it's like December 30th.
So I'm apparently a week behind - but New Years is coming up and that looks
like it should be fun, or at least awkward.

Today I went shopping for new computer parts so that I can upgrade our family computer, I'm also moving it to Gabo's room just cause I find that usually when all his friends come over and are in my room its because they're on this thing. I'm hoping the absence of it will lead to a little more privacy - I have my macbook for stalking and blogging anyway.

After the Computer store (tiger direct) we went to future shop and shoppers drug mart, my dad got a blue tooth thingymabob while my mom window shopped for a new camera, seeing as how i lost my last one. or two.

i went to the gym for the first time in a while yesterday - man it felt good, but i hurt myself rushing to get back into the stuff i was doing a few months ago. which is lame, but i should be good by the time January 2nd comes around and go a couple more times before school.

things i need to do before or in the early days of school
1. complain to Apple about them not calling me (i sound like an ex boyfriend)
2. finish upgrading my computer
3. watch a couple of more movies that are out now
4. clean up ma rooooom my lord.
5. get new glasses and a new prescription (...reverse that)

i'm FINALLY just about 100% coolness with no traces of sickness, but i still cough up some nasty phlegm (i spelled that 'flem' first, lol thank god for spell check) once in a blue moon.

Christmas vay-cay was cool. got some moneys for the big one, and am currently using that to pay off the visa and the computer parts, which is cool. jelly got me a sweet watch and mike got me an xbox game i already have - so all in all a good one.

wee more posts christian!
later

oh and my daughter's name could potentially be Colette.

Charlie and Colette.

I'm big on the C's apparently. as long as they're not on their REPORT CARDS! LMFAOLOLROFL

sick days

2008-12-22T19:17:53Z

There's almost an aesthetic to being sick.
strange I know but as I type this and look around my room I'm convinced it's true.

The best sick days are the ones where its beautiful outside - sunny, undisturbed snow all around, and quiet except maybe for some soft playing music from your macbook. (for me the Beatles offer a good mix of sick-recover music) I for one love having the house to myself when I'm sick - I can just do my own thing and read a good book on any number of comfortable sitting options - enveloped by my blanket and pillow.

There are bunched up tissue balls all around which is gross, but when you're sick you can't be bothered to keep things neat. Numerous mugs - let me count...4 - because when you're sick you just get a new one, its almost like a law. And I mean tea is a fickle thing, sometimes you just feel like the taste is better when a new tea bag gets its own mug, especially when your trying out different flavors.

A soup bowl is also present, only one cause that CAN be reused because you're simply refilling on chicken noodle, no need to warm up other flavors.

And So that's been my scenery for the better part of my Christmas holiday which is kind of sad because I had hopped to get out more but that doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy it. Relaxing is what it's been really.

My problem according to my doctor seems to be attributed to trying to rush my recovery - which I admit I'm guilty of. I guess I've just been eager to get out as soon as I feel a little better only to end up worse then before. Which sucks because when your already on the up, you do really feel great you just don't realize that once you leave the comforts of your house and are exposed to the outside that you really aren't that healthy yet.

Anyway, Ginia just called me and I'm talking to her right now, so I can't concentrate right now - I'll write more later.

fashaoooooo

"you got mail"
is a great movie - and meg ryan - great woman.

because a little luck, or god, couldn't hurt

2008-11-07T03:13:32Z

saint anthony, saint anthony
please come around
something is lost
and cannot be found

it kinda reminds me of when i was a kid

2008-11-07T03:10:37Z

so im fucked.
which is a figure of speech that really could mean a number of things, but in this - 'in a state of utter despair'

i have torn my room apart, which is another figure of speech that in this case means i inspected carefully, in search for my ever elusive camera.

i keep replaying everything that occurred that night so many days ago (six to be precise)
but please, indulge me if you would be so kind.
the events of Halloween last week played out as such:

1. i went to jelly's house in my moms car. the camera was present.
2. i helped hand out candy while watching the raptor's game. the camera was present.
3. we went trick or treating with her brother and his friends. the camera was present.
4. we returned and continued to watch tv, while she mingled with cousins. camera was present.
5. we met up with friends to go eat wild wings. camera was present.
6. we ate at wild wings. status of camera questionable.
7. we were dropped back at jellys. status of camera is questionable.
8. i drove back home. at this point i don't remember seeing or touching my camera at all.

from this list i can conclude a number of possible scenarios that could explain the current location of my camera.

scenario #1: i left it at the restaurant.
- no one seems to remember me even taking the camera out, which means it probably stayed in my pocket. jelly claims to have checked the table and said that she didn't see anything. I have called the restaurant to see if anyone turned it up - no one has.

interesting note: we were the last group to leave the restaurant and so if the camera was found, it is most probable that our waiter found it - and he seemed like a stand up guy so i'm sure he would have brought it to his manager's attention.

scenario #2: i left it in either my or Leyco's car.
- I have extensively checked my car and found nothing, and have it on good authority (leyco's) that it is not in his car either.

scenario #3: i left it at jelly's house.
- any of the multiple cleaners (mom, sister, lola, jelly) at her house would have seen it, as i have witnessed first hand that they do a very thorough job of cleaning.

interesting note: jelly's aunt was also present in the living room. i vaguely remember leaving my camera on her dining table at some point through the night - and i'm not sure if i put it back in my pocket. her aunt may have taken it by mistake? - all camera cases seem to be generic and she may have mistaken it for her own camera. I'll have to call jelly and maybe try to get her to ask for me.

scenario #4: after wings, we were dropped off at jelly's house, i remember going to my car and taking off my coat and dress shirt, as Halloween was almost over and it was hot. it remember putting some items (i.e. my keys) on top of the car as i undressed. it is possible that i may have left the camera on the roof of my car and driven away.
- in order to have locked the doors, i would have had to reach for the keys last on top of my car - meaning i would have noticed anything else i left there. at that point in the night i don't even remember the last time i had seen the camera, and thus its presence at the event is questionable at best.

scenario #5: its somewhere in my house?
i would like to think that i have searched under every little corner and turned over every stone, which means to search very thoroughly, and have come up with nothing.
although it is possible that i may have missed it, i doubt it. my dad has recently cleaned my room so he may have come across it but i asked him and he claims not to have seen it.

conclusion so i'm screwed - which is a variant of the 'im fucked' phrase, albeit in a much more youth focused interface - i'd like to think i have gone over every possible scenario and none of them have come up with anything. i'm feeling a little lost and sad right now so i think i will meditate on the situation as i watch t.v.

maybe a fresh pair of eyes (and thoughts) could help me out.
read over my clues and see if you can come up with anything.

thanks,
Charlie

and such a tragedy

2008-11-03T15:10:30Z

it's such a shame,
the stuff(ideas) that doesn't(don't) make its(their) way here

i blame proscrastination

and i guess laziness too,
but I'd like to think that when it applies to me,

they walk hand in hand.

with an undertone of ignorance

2008-10-01T20:00:22Z

my house is infested with these.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_fly
they are numerous. they are annoying. and they are numerous

they infest the bottom portion of my humble abode confining themselves mostly in my kitchen and family room - the stomping grounds of the father actually. i fall asleep to the noises of slamming and cursing every night as my father has taken this holy crusade of eliminating them on his shoulders. if you actually read the entire wiki article though, it would seem my dad's work is cut out for him

i'm content to limit myself to the confines of my room where the enemy has yet to penetrate.

today was a sick day, so i slept mostly - with intervals of bathroom, food, and water breaks. however i couldn't resist the urge to pick up a fly swatter and hunt down a couple of the vermin myself. indeed it was gratifying but has left me tired and here i am, reading and writing on live journal.

i went to a N.E.R.D. concert monday night which was a lot of fun, and yesterday I had Korean BBQ with the girlfriend and ron and sarah, so me not spending any money has officially failed. hmm, for some reason i feel it necessary to recount recent events of my life, despite it having nothing to do with you . I should try and break the habit, it doesn't seem to make for an interesting read. well not as interesting as other journal entries ... or rules...for that matter...if interesting is the right word. har.

I got to thinking today, which is a figure of speech meaning i started thinking, about my place within my group of friends.

i thought of you guys, and i saw the nerdy one, the responsible one, the silly one, the party guy, the adventurous one, ... and everyone in between.

it dawned on me, which means 'a thought suddenly came to me', that each friends label really only applies to me, and probably differ to someone else in the group. gin probably doesn't see herself as the nerdy one, nor would she appreciate it.

i see myself as the 'one who got in trouble because of his big mouth', but you might see someone else.

at one point though you gotta wonder to yourself just how much others see you has influenced just who you are. maybe you wouldn't be so eager to go out, or vice versa. maybe you wouldn't have been such a douche bag. did i buy skinny jeans because i wanted them, or because my friends said that i would probably look cool in them? (which has been proven to be false btw) i dunno.

peer pressure is one thing, but an identity attributed to you is completely different. if people see me as the type of person i am now, how different would i be if i hung out with people who saw me as someone else?

have you ever noticed you talk a different way with a different group of people? maybe your nicer, maybe your bitchier. maybe your cooler, maybe you go out drinking a lot, or party it up in the club despite hating that with your other friends. maybe you like rock music with one, but hip hop and rap with the other. ... but so then if you hang out with different people a lot whose the real you?

let me know.

just my 2 cents

2008-09-22T15:06:59Z

okay heres my thing.
basketball vs. hockey

i don't need to say where i stand on the position because you already know where i stand.
i know i told this story already, but one day i was on the 21 brimley going home, when two kids going home from school started a debate as to which was the better sport "basketball or hockey?" they played out some pretty sound arguments considering they were like 12. I really can't remember what was said but it was a pretty silly conversation. I remember chuckling to myself, "what kids, so silly" but then i realized if i had that same conversation with mike or nate today, the conversation would go the exact same way.

heres my thing from my obviously biased perspetive, to me basketball is the kind of game that someone with no experience in any sports whatsoever can just turn on the tv, stumble upon it, and then just get into it. To me, a close basketball game with five minutes left is one of the most exicitng things to watch. Whats more is you need next to nothing to play. a ball and a net. its one of the games where any number of players can make it work.
when you tune into a game you can instantly understand why the Kobe's and Lebron's are the best players in the game. Even when they're having bad days or long strenches where they aren't playing their best, they're still puting up the numbers. most hockey players go games without scoring a point. with bbal you don't have to wait minutes on end for something to happen. someone will score. because its a numbers game. and even in those games where there is no way you can come back, sometimes you still do.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ceLlz7dOOvY

now again i have no idea how that works in hockey. i suppose you would pull your goalie with 40 seconds left, and then hope the 6 man advantage will get you a point and tie up the game. i've watched limited hockey games, so i've never actually seen that strategey work, but im sure its had to have at some point at time.

but what am i arguing right? there are a number of reasons why hockey is entertaining too, i just can't relate to them im sorry toronto. I'm a results kind of guy, and no matter how exciting a break away is, or a hat trick is, i just don't have the attention span to wait 30 minutes for someone to score, as sweet as the goal may be. which is why the only time i can actually stand hockey is when the highlights are being shown, or when im trying to get into it becuase friends are.

i think i told myself a while ago that hockey had the sweetest highlights of all sports. but im gonna politely retract that comment. theres just too much going on in basketball, the dunk, or a cross over, or the alley-oop: all of which give me the tingles, but i guess thats becuase i can relate to that. i grew up watching and cheering that

and when it comes down to it thats what makes your favorite sport...your favorite sport. the way you relate to it.

alright let me have it.

bowchikawawaawwwwwwn

2008-09-18T23:26:03Z

so im at school
have you ever wikipedia'd people born in 1987?
a lot of people doing big things let me tell you.

take this one guy
some king of some country in like western Europe.
i pull up his profile and this kid grew up in the states going to an ordinary high school for all his life, never knowing he was a prince!
so like on his 18th birthday apparently in his country he is at age where he is recognized as a man and the next in line for the throne, so his grandparents come over and tell him with his parents. and they make this whole big deal about it, and he like runs away! cause he's just like wtf, you lied to me my entire life. and they call the police and there's this big deal. cause well you know he ran away!
and then finally like a week later he's founding staying at his friends house. apparently he had been rotating places to sleep at, so that the cops wouldn't find him at one place.
i know what your thinking, why didn't the cops stake out the apartments to watch for this kid.
what they would do is, the prince would stay at friend a's house for the night.
if the police stopped by and staked out the place, friend a would leave (for like groceries or some bull shit) and then come home, and then the prince would wear clothes similar to friend a's and leave, and stay at friend b's house. friend a would then simply leave through the back and come in through the front so the cops would think he had returned. i know right? the process would then rinse and repeat.
it was totally like out of the princess diaries with anne hathaway. but with a dude, and without the girly drama
so anyway i was thinking about that and thinking how cool it would be to find out i was a prince, when i turned 18. damn you mom and dad. damn you for not being royalty.
but running away would not be up there. id be more like, niceeee can i buy a car?

have you ever realized how weird saying "dad and mom" is?
"I'm getting picked up by my dad and mom"
its always 'mom and dad'
weird eh?

here it comes...

2008-09-13T07:41:03Z

rule #64
if the girlfriend has openly stated a personal decision to save herself until marriage (in the sexual context) while the boyfriend has stated that he does not intend to save himself, however respects the girlfriends decision and will wait for her - then said boyfriend can indulge in sexual activities with other members of the opposite sex as long as there is no emotional or long term attachment to said differing female without said actions constituting as a form of adultery.

sexual activity with the same girl, that is not the girlfriend, is allowed however not recommended as numerous sexual encounters with the same person will inevitably lead to a form of subconscious attachment which would therefore constitute as 'cheating'.

/discuss

waa waa wee waaa

2008-08-28T22:58:26Z

rwar

i haven't done this in a while.
california was sick. for some reason whenever i hear the stories and songs about going to california it always seems to make more sense as a city. then you realize its a state and you wonder, really? is ALL of califorinia really awesome enough to warrant all those songs? cause thats a big piece of land to be describing. it could be awesome in some parts...but then not so awesome in other parts.

what if i wrote a song about ontario? i couldn't because i couldn't say that i've experienced all of ontario. sure toronto is pretty cool, and i've been to ottawa like once, but if someone asked if life in ontario was nice, i really couldn't answer the question without feeling guilty or morally responsible, i mean i'd be speaking for places i've never even been to.

which brings me back to california and all the songs about it. for example when yellowcard sings:

"another sunny day in cali,for,i,a..."

is it really sunny in ALL of california? i think thats pretty close to impossible unless he's speaking of a really rare day where it really is sunny everywhere, from as north as san fransico to as south as los angelas. in ontario you can experience a variety of weathers, it could be blistering hot in toronto, but if you drive north for a couple hours you'd need a sweater at the least.

i know when i was driving around california it was sunny in some places, and cloudy and rainy in others. so i never experienced a sunny day in california. its not that i didn't have fun there, its just in all my life growing up hearing about the place i imagined just one amazing city, the city of california, where you could surf, and there were beaches but also night clubs and rich orange county areas and then chino slums. and it was always sunny. and it was a city. and there were unicorns. surfing unicorns.

that said - i still had an awesome time. like awesome with every meaning possible attached to the word.

awards time:

best weather goes to - santa clara

best girls goes to - las vegas

best sea food goes to - san fransico

best hotel goes to - palm desert (but that was a resort so thats cheating)

best dressed people goes to - los angelas

best deals in terms of shopping goes to - santa...something...i forget but it was an outlet mall in between san fran and like santa clara

best scenery while driving on the highway goes to - san fransico, or a little outside of it

best night clubs (from the outside cause i didn't go in) - las vegas

best beach, waters, girls in swim suits and stuff - la jolla

thats all the awards that i can think of.
pictures are on facebook,
rape em.

cali forn i a

2008-08-03T19:52:55Z

so its sunday.
i can't believe its already been a week since i last saw camp and kids.
like all you have to do is blink and shit is over. curazy.

was suppose to go to medieval times yesterday with jelly for dinner but we were too late so we opted to get some pho's with ed and alan instead, then later we swapped ed for tiffany and went mini putting.

pretty sick day, i had church this morning followed with some japanese food with the family, and so now i am full and tired.

i watched the rest of kung fu panda today (for the 2nd time) because i couldn't finish it at jelly's yesterday. such a good movie.

shake shake, shake shake, shaaaake it!
great song. it is stuck in my head in a way that few songs get stuck in there, like summertime by new kids on the block, that shit gets stuck in there for the whole day if i hear it.

so i am leaving for the south in like 5 or 6 days. which is good and bad. its good cause cmon its a family vacation its going to be sick, i have the privilege of having a of family of cousins all around the same age as me, so fam jams and vacations are actually more fun then most would associate with the term.

its bad because i just finished settling back in to life at home in toronto, sure it was a little boring at first but its picked up. ever since new york i feel like the summer has been on fast forward, like i just blinked and my summer was gone. but don't get me wrong it was a great summer i did so much (remember when i worked at a paint shop? jeez) but i mean i'm a little sad to see it go already.

anyways i'll probably write one more bloggy thingy before i go...so until then!
later

music and shit

2008-07-29T20:34:55Z

2005 was a great year for music.

fall out boy released from under the cork tree

the all american rejects did move along

the starting line came out with based on a true story

and relient k did Mmhmm (late 2004)

those are like my top 4 albums of al time and they were all out in the same year.

jeez. is it weird that i find that so interesting?

post-poodle

2008-07-16T15:20:49Z

i just realized that for a summer where i have been literally all over the place, i have little to no pictures to show for it.

damn you poodle, and your breaking ways.

i need a new camera, its so sad. =(

maybe i'll red flag deals it up.

boo yah

camp rock

2008-07-14T23:29:32Z

camp is fun.
not camp rock fun, but fun.

the kids are awesome
ow my contacts hurt.
i can't wait to come home though.

my summer is super fun, but its like a busy fun, which is okay i guess - compared to working full time like most summers - suckers.

paint ball is fun - it doesn't hurt as much as some lead on.

im sleepy.

camp is fun.

new yorkkk bitches

2008-06-21T04:04:32Z

i had to put the 'bitches' part in there cause i figure its a lot more new york with it in there.
mmm i wanted to write something long today but im suffering from writers block it seems, seeing as how i haven't written anything yet.

camp rock sucked.

later!

summer wishes

2008-06-13T15:24:55Z

i really hope every plan that was possibly conceived for this summer happens.
i feel like this is the one. its all downhill from here. or is it uphill? downhill seems like it could be negative but...technically if you're on a bike, downhill would be a lot easier then uphill, but again that changes completely if you're on foot.

regardless i feel like the fun level of every summer will decrease after this one. my friends will graduate from school and get jobs - aka no more summer breaks. friends will drift, big groups will become small groups and traditions will fade away into distant memories.

so that's why every trip, every get together, every birthday, every ghost tour is so dang important to me. i need this summer to last. it almost makes me a little cranky when i can't make things or if people flop. i was actually a little mad at her yesterday for canceling on the tour.

i kinda wanted to take advantage of her when she got scared.

"oh that's okay, that's okay, just hold my arm....you know what would help? taking off your shirt...ghosts hate shirts..."

jokes aside though i really want new york, stratford, calgary, california, ciss, birthdays, clubbings, bbq's and whatever other plans we have go through. this is going to be the summer people! i know i say that every year, but this time its for real. so lets keep that in mind the next time, a family jam comes up, or your parents don't let you out, or whatever.

this is usually where i would say 'wow thats emo, im probably thinking too much into it, we'll still be friends for a while' but yeah no lol. at the very least let me leave you with some encouraging lyrics. and by encouraging i mean cathy as hell. i mean catchy. cathy is a hot girl from youtube. *drools*

I remember the stupid things
The mood rings, the bracelets with the beads
Nickels and dimes, yours and mine
Did you cash in all your dreams?
You don't dream for me, no
You don't dream for me, no
But I still feel you pulsing like a sonar
From the days in the waves
That girl is like a sunburn I would like to save
That girl is like a sunburn I would like to save
She's like a sunburn
She's like a sunburn