I Get All The Girls

But what about the boys? It is ridiculously hard to find a good decent boy out there. When I go out I hardly ever get approached. I don't know if it's just lack of attraction, the fact that I'm constantly surrounded by at least 3 of my hags at all times or that I put up too much of a cold front and don't look approachable. I don't know man. And when I go online, it's all about sex. Don't get me wrong, I love sex, I really do. But I get absolutely no pleasure in casual sex. Trust me, I tried. But it's just so empty, I never really get into it and don't get much pleasure out of it. Maybe it's because I got two years of sex just the way I liked it, any way I liked it, that I've become jaded.

In similar news, tomorrow is my ex's birthday. I've decided I'll be the bigger man and send him a birthday wish. God knows he didn't. And I was really sad. I mean, he's the one that did me wrong, not the other way around. All day and for a few days after my birthday I kept checking my text messages and e-mails with the hope of finding just a simple "Happy Birthday". But nothing. Nada. RIEN! Bastard.

So Spring/Summer 2008 is in full swing. This week is New York fashion week and I'm trying to get my fashion blog off the ground to be able to post and comment about it. As of now, I'm still waiting to be impressed. BCBG and Preen are the only two collections thus far that have had any impact on me. Most of the collections, including Bill Blass and Bagdley Mishka have thoroughly disappointed me. I was actually really excited about Bagdley Mishka but they've somewhat fallen out of my graces as of late. First they hire that fug bitch Terry Hatcher as their new face(what a horrid mistake) for the Fall/Winter 2007 campaigns. And now they filled their collection with a bunch of florals and black. Urgh. I'm so over florals. At least some people are getting right: lots of draping, desert wear, 20s and 60s influences and cinched waists. Yummy.

Well, you hear that sound? It's time to head to work. :( But then it's the WEEKEND! Which means partying for my roommates birthday and Osheaga festival on Sunday to see M.I.A.!!!!!

Laters!

Shavings And Warmings

Finally did something semi-drastic with my hair. Getting tired with my lack of creativity, I brought up the idea of getting a fade done with designs to my friend Cindy. It took her less than 2 minutes to convince me. So off we went on a barber-finding adventure on Thursday in my neighborhood but to no avail. How hard can it be to find a fucking barbershop in Snowdon?! Finally we stumble upon this small place on the 2nd floor of this random building. The shop looks more like a 1 bedroom apartment, dancehall is blaring and we're greeted with confused stares from the tenants. We've come to the right place.

I ask if they do fades, to which I was instructed to sit down. He asks what I want, I point to my shirt(gold lightning bolt pattern) and he nods. Off he goes to work, freestyling along the way, 20 minutes and $15 later it's finished. This beautiful piece of art on my head. Cindy's loving it. I'm loving it. I'm happy. It's bold and I'm rocking it.

Enough about hair, it's finally the weekend! My friend is having a house warming today, so I'm heading there in just a bit. Talking to my friend Deb I was reminded that Numero #, TTC and Omnikrom are playing the Metropolis tonight. So I might be going there, it would be an amazing show and God knows I haven't been to a show in a while. Plus I need to show off the new do, and that would be the perfect place to do it! Now to find some drugs... haha

Tomorrow, another Sunday, another Piknic. My friend Jess from Ottawa might be coming down, and I'll be reunited with my mistress Sofia, so I'm majorly pumped. I always have a good time, and I'm sure tomorrow will be no exception. Unless it rains. Then I'll be damn pissed. I'm keeping my fingers crossed Météo Média is right for once and it doesn't. Regardless, much booze will be consumed.

After finishing the new Harry Potter book, I figured it was high time I finally see the movie. So yesterday I woke up around 12, roll a quick joint, run to the bus, pick up some Tim Hortons and a Rockstar energy drink and hightail it to the most ghetto movie theatre in the Plaza Cotes-Des-Neiges to catch the matinée. The rooms are always empty and that day wasn't an exception. We were about 6 as I settled down with my bagel and croissant and the glee of a 6 y/o child at Christmas.

The movie is fast paced, dark and well done. Compared to the book everything does feel really rushed, but the overall mood and tone in pitch perfect. I laughed, I cried(I really did) and left mucho pleased.

The Dentist Is The Devil

What the fuck is the point in waking up at 7am to go to a Dentist appointment simply to be told you need your wisdom teeth pulled out. I KNOW! That's why I went there in the first place. That's why my gums are hurting like a bitch. That's why my mouth and throat are swollen and that I've had 4 prescriptions already. Doesn't take a wizard, let alone a dentist, to tell me this. So $65 and an appointment in two weeks later, I am back at home, still in pain.

Speaking of wizards, I have just finished reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Was it as expected? Somewhat, although I really hadn't given myself any preconceptions before reading it, and refused to listen to any of the rumours surrounding it. I will say this, more than one key character dies. The book is very dark, very grim...but still has all the Potter charm from the previous 6 books. I really can't say whether it was my favourite or not, seeing as it's very different the it's predecessors. The same settings and characters remain...but the format differs greatly. But all in all, it was more than an enjoyable read, the plot is enthralling and the ending is satisfying. I will probably read it again soon seeing as I plowed through it in no time even though I said I wouldn't.

I've been trying to enjoy summer as much as I can in the past few weeks, even though the weather's been less that cooperative, but at least I've gotten quite a few days of sun bathing crammed in there. Oh, and I finally went swimming for the first time of the year, and it felt damn good.

Grrr, Cindy best call me soon. We're going to breakfast together and I'm fucking starving. And knowing this girl, it can still be a few hours before she's up. I guess I'll go munch while I wait.

Laters!

I Really Don't Have A Reason

Don't mind that last post. I tend to get in these random random moods where I think and write random things. Last post being an example of that.
Oh, time to put the laundry in the dryer, be right back.

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Ok, back. Now, I need to make this short or I will waste away my day browsing the internet aimlessly. I really wanna get some cleaning done before work, which leaves me with exactly 2 hours. In that time frame I need to clean, get clean, eat, get dressed, update my ipod, finish my laundry and LEAVE!

Now I wanna try to get organized. Time-wise. Because I never start earlier than 4pm everyday. Which leaves me with a lot of free time. Free time that's been completely wasted lately. I go to bed between 3am-5am, sleep until 12 and then lounge around in my underwear and drinking coffee until it's time to go to work. How pathetic.

I need to work on Popcherry. My portfolio hasn't even started. I wanna buy a new domain.

So here's my plan. Give myself a curfew! Going to bed at 3am when you're not even out dancing is ridiculous. If I'm home, go to bed earlier so I can get up earlier and actually accomplish something. Yes.

Also, having set goals for the day. Not just one big general project. But a small part of it that will be out of the way. Oooh yes.

And that's it for now. My brain isn't functioning. Laters.

Should I Save Myself For Later?

Time spent in your head. The passages winding like roads ahead. Suddenly, a fork. Do you go left? Or right? Or suddenly stray off the path.

I want to stray. I need to stray. To not know where you'll end up. Somewhere better. Maybe.

No direction is right. Or is right the direction? Needing a helping hand. A strong hand. One that will show me right from wrong. The only one that can trusted.

Who will offer. Will I listen. Finally be guided.

Bring On The Lazyness!

So school's out for summer. Or in my case, for the next year. And I must admit, I'm really sad not to be returning to school next semester. I mean, it's all for a greater purpose, but I did enjoy finally going back. I'd already taken a 2 year hiatus and I missed learning. Not that I didn't learn anything during that 2 years... trust me, I learned more than I wish I had. But I missed having something to accomplish when I come back home. Being surrounded by other students and teachers. Feeling like I was actually doing something. I made some good friends, had great teachers, was performing well. I even received a rose from my Economics teacher my last day of school! (well, maybe because I requested one, but whatev, a rose is a rose! hehe)

So what have I done since? NADA! And it's feeling damn good. Drinking way too much coffee, sleeping in a bit, browsing the internet aimlessly, all that fun stuff. But I do hope to get productive real soon. I've started going to the gym, working out regularly, jogging. I also want to bring popcherry.ca to the next level with my roommate, work on my portfolio for Central St-Martin's and start sewing.

Now, will I do any of that? Who knows. But hopefully yes.

These are my first full days off, and blessed as I am, it's been raining non-stop! I was fully planning on tanning on my patio, but those dreams have been crushed!! CRUSHED I SAY!!! Hopefully the sun will show it's pretty face soon enough. And so will my tan.

Coffee's cold, time for some more. A plus!

to the next level

I needed a fresh start. Plus my other blog's name was too long. So this is basically going to follow me through my new singledom and working towards my big London move next summer. Stay tuned, it's going to be exciting.