Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Limitless Possibilities


Current Mood: Earachey

Current Song: Gloveslap from The Simpsons

I noticed something about myself today. I'm a limit pusher. I constantly push the limits of other people just to see how far they are willing to go for me before they run away. I'm not sure what it is. It's a funny revelation that has come to me over the last day or so. I find that I tend to push and push until I feel like people won't be able to stand it anymore. It must be my way of proving that they are worth my time and energy. What a weirdo I am. But then again i hear a lot of people who do that kind of thing. Pushing limits is not always a bad thing. I constantly do it to see how far I myself will go. Often the results aren't disastrous which is a good thing isn't it. I generally tend to set new horizons of achievement for myself. Not always the crappiest thing in the world.

You know who pushes my limits though? That stupid kid on the bus. He talks to every stranger he can possibly find and then some. Then he's super loud and annoying. He has never spoken to me maybe because the looks that I give him could burn a hole through his head. Well, it's really his own fault for being so damned loud! One day I'll crack and say something to his mother like "if you're going to let your kid talk to strangers, can they also give him candy?" I hate people.

Anyway, I've been eating meat for the last week so I'm starting to feel a bit like a cow myself. But off we are to eat barbecue in about 10 minutes time. *SIGH* Pray for me.

Sunday, August 26, 2007



Current Mood: Tired, too long a weekend for my taste sometimes....

Current song: Mujko Mauff by Hariharan (means forgive me)

It's been a cumbersome week. It's a lot of running around, most of it fun, but some of it just plain old tiring. I have been engulfed in all things family, which makes you wonder really. But as long as there is good food, you can't go too much on the wayward.

Saturday was a day at Lonsdale Quay. I haven't been on the seabus since I first came to Canada. For some reason, i've never really been tempted to venture out to North Vancouver. We all know how I feel about North Vancouver. It's so white bread that I can't be bothered clambering up hills to get places. If you can't find it in Vancouver, you won't find it on a mountain, so just give it up. Anyway, North Van is nice, if for a little while. I liked the quay. we suggested to our british cousins that we go to an authentic british restaurant. It seems like a wild idea doesn't it?

And then today, we packed th car up and went to rocky point. yes again. Yes, it was fun. yes, I ate too much. then we went on a giant walk through some park woods and nearly ended up on the other side of the water. frightening considering i have a ridiculous sense of direction. That place is strange. I'm sure you could scream bloody murder and nobody would hear you. I have a few ideas if I want someone whacked.

I realize that if I did everything that I thought about I would be put away somewhere for a long time. Good thing I have better reflexes than thoughts.
Okay, one last week left before school and then the insanity ensues. I will try and breathe deeply for the rest of the week and then I'll be tossed to the winds. Hope to keep on blogging!

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Roger, My Unreliable Boyfriend


Current Mood: Irritated

Current Song: Crazy by Gnarls Barkley (because I may actually be losing it)

What a crazy and irritating day it's been. I've been a bit out of sorts the last day or so, largely for reasons I care not to share with the public, but today I think really put the cherry on the cake. I think that Rogers Wireless is like a really bad boyfriend. So unreliable. I have been trying to get my new phone for the last month. Literally. Rogers is like men. They don't call when they say they're going to, they're never ready on time when they said they would. It's one constant let down after another. When I went in last week and they actually had the phone that I wanted, their system stopped working or something. I glibly said to the guy, that I have commitment problems and rogers is the longest relationship that I have ever been in. The nice lady beside me started to chuckle.
Today I was close to committing some sort of crime. So now, I must wait another week until they get their act together.

It's been sort of a hideous ride actually. I'm wishing that things would change. Apparently, according to my fortune cookie, The solution to my problem will be obvious. I didn't know I had a problem. But i'll welcome any unwarranted solutions!

Okay anyway. I think i may actually have some things to do this evening. So I shall be off then. Until a later date!

Sunday, August 19, 2007

The Men in My Life


Current Mood: Amused

Current Song: Koyal by Nitin Sawhney

So today I've decided to public declare my TV crushes and I'm sure that you're going to start to see a pretty distict pattern I think. Since I don't have a life, I spend my time with these men. And they're good company because they don't piss me off :)

George Stroumboulopoulos (Yes I spelled it right) - The intellectual bad boy. I like him because he's super smart, and edgy, but not too primped. Plus he wears my favourite two colours all the time: red and black. What's not to love?

John Stewart - He's hilarious. If you married a man like that you would be eternally amused. I plan on being the other woman. I know most of his material is written by his writers for the show, but he is a really funny interviewee and super-savvy. Again, what's not to love.

Niles Crane - He's such a wimp, but I love his hair! That and his little sarcastic retorts to his father and Roz. He's kind of prissy, but he's got a refinement that I kind of admire (more than his brother anyway).

Mr. Sheffield - He's british and rich. There's nothing more to it!

Travis Storch - Yes, still, nobody has been able to replace him as the hottest doctor in my life. He was too good for Jenn. I'm sticking with it. Best Bachelor ever!

Zack Morris - I loved him because he had blonde hair and blue eyes. Also, because he ordered pizza in class on his really huge celphone. The badboy I would never end up with (I make better decisions than that people! ) but would have a crush on all my life :)

Mark Sloane - So that thing I said about Travis, well, I kind of cheated on him with Mark Sloane. He makes blood and guts sexy. Also, his eyes twinkle when he smiles. Sure he's a cheater, but have ya seen him ??

I think that's it for those TV crushes. Of course, there are the real men in my life, all of who are amazing, wonderful, funny and smart men. Some of them are terrible decision makers, but those are the ones who I can yell at that end up listening to me. Women, there really isn't such a shortage as we think. You just have to find them, that's all (you're welcome, boys)

Okay, time to go work out before I start to expand needlessly. Seacrest Out!

Thursday, August 16, 2007

The World is Ugly. Wear Makeup


Current Mood: Violated. I've already been accosted by both family members early in the morning.

Current Song: Everybody gonna Dance (stupid Paul McCartney...stupidest song ever...)

I was rather amused yesterday. I think i'm quickly gaining favour as the favourite in the family. We were driving back from an appointment and my sister has been playing the hairspray CD every chance she gets. Hairspray is a musical. We all know I hate musicals and despite the music being well written, I would rather stick a hot poker in my eye than listen to it. But I shut up about it once in a while and let her have her fun. She has to give me her first born anyway. So, we're listening and we're close to home and my mom switches off the CD because I think she just had it. So my sister starts her Whine and Cheese parade and I loudly state that mum prefers my music to hers. And my mother actually said Yes!!! HA HA! She would rather listen to weirdo music that I play in the car than musicals. I'm starting to gain the upper hand I tells ya. Soon I'll be the one that gets the bigger helping of pasta! Take That!!

I'm only kidding by the way. I don't mean most of what I said. Most

I also have a request for the general public that is wandering around town at this point. Since it's a bit warm outside, please don't smell bad. Please? Let's put it this way. If everyone else smells lovely, and you don't, you're not "unique". You're "smelly". There are a variety of different things you can do to fix this situation. Showering is a very good one. Others might include using perfume or deoderant. Just a suggestion that you aren't the only one wandering around town. If you were, I wouldn't write this blog. Thanks again for your consideration.

Okay, I'm off for the day. I have to go do this thing called work. Oh, the gaul of these people!

Monday, August 13, 2007

Diamonds Are Forever


Current Mood: It's too early to pick sides yet so, meh....

Current Song: Without Love (because Zoyah has been singing it for days...i hate musicals!)

So we watched Blood Diamond this weekend. It's a really good movie. Kind of sad, and a bit bloody, but really really good. Leo does a good job, aside from the accent that keeps slipping. But then again, doing a South African accent can't be easy I'm sure. I can't even do a proper british one, so one can only imagine. I didn't know very much about Blood Diamonds, but now I do, so anyone wanting to get me some diamonds (Hint, hint), please make sure they are certified and conflict free. Diamonds are supposed to be my birthstone, but I find them so unthrilling and plain. I'll stick to my Tanzanite thank you.

This week marks the beginning of a bunch of craziness. I'm going to have so much to do with the family coming down and school starting up. I haven't bought books yet, which make me feel like I'm going to hyperventilate! Seriously, my organizational skills are completely being tested. Let's see if I can pull through without falling flat on my face. Here goes....

Anyway, terribly busy week ahead. I'm literally scheduling time in to wash my hair (I know, crazy). I shall try and blog when I can, probably some time in the middle of the week, I'll start being funny again or something. Alright, until later!

Thursday, August 9, 2007

Snakes and Ladders


Current Mood: nonchalantly trying to think unsexy thoughts

Current Song: Something Simpsons Related

Boy howdy, am I happy the weekend is coming up. Also, one more week until my cousins come from London, which I think will be the most exciting part of the summer. Even the scab on my knee is throbbing with excitement. I know I'm meant to be a writer because I paint us such a lovely picture.

Anyway, so I was reading my favourite blog, This Fish and she was talking about whether men and women can be friends, strictly or not. The general consensus was not so much. Then there was somebody who mentioned ladder theory. So I checked it up of course. So ladder theory is basically the theory that when we meet somebody, we mentally size them up and put them on a mental ladder. The higher you are, the more appealing you are. Apparently everyone does it. Ladder theory applies to friendships between men and women too. Apparently the more attractive you are as a woman, the less likely a boy is going to want to be your friend for friend purposes.
I largely agree with it, though it is a broad generalization and we all know that all generalizations are bad (haha). I do have to say that the visual appeal of a man is directly proportionate to his lack of socioeconomic status. I find the construction workers much hotter than the balding businessmen....is that so wrong? Though, again i do say, that this is a generalization. I'm sure there are plenty of hot businessmen (Burrard anyone?). So if we all have mental images (and I know I'm at the top of everyone's list for being gorgeous!), then indeed how can we just be friends if we are constantly sizing eachother up. it's a strange little phenomenon. I always get warnings from my mother about turning boys into my brother. If I don't, I end up with weird boy vibe. So, it's gotta be. Sorry ma, they is brothers to me!
Okay, this blog has taken up the last vestiges of my energy...to bed!

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

When you don't know what to do, walk fast and look worried.


Current Mood: Death is starting to look like welcome respite

Current Song: Too Much of Everything by Corneille (it has 4 words, I swear).

Well, I started a new job as a Communications Coordinator last week for a local non profit. During the course of the week, I've managed to panic several times and keep to myself whilst I wring my fingers awkwardly. I hate firsts. First everythings suck. I learn quick so I should be able to get on my feet soon and get going with it.

I am seriously hoping that blogs don't become a thing of the past. I don't want them to. I work too hard to waste my time to give it up now! If I do not blog for a whole month, feel free to kick me in the backside. I think this might be my only refuge once school starts and I'm working and have no real social life. How is it that I get myself into these situations? I have always wondered what my problem is....

I've got lots on the brain lately. Sadly, nothing interesting. I did read a story in the newspaper that said that over the last decade, the ideal weight that women want to be has actually gone up from before that. So ideally, where women used to say 132 pounds was great, now it's 135 pounds. Study in the US. What ever happened to eating healthy and being fit? I'm sometimes surprised at the supersize mentality. I don't eat like crazy and am literally built big (thanks grandmas!). But when my mother asked me why I started working out anyway, I told her I didn't want to die of a heart attack. If I want to die of anything, I hope that it's actually fun. Tragic when you have choices in life, and you choose to ignore them. If I live to be a healthy old person, I'll be happy with myself. If I don't, then I hope my family pulls the plug on me :P
alright, off I go. Lots to do, little time to do it.
Until sometime soon! ciao!

Sunday, August 5, 2007

Ah, I Remember Being 25 Was All About Scabby Knees and Ice Cream


Current Mood: meh...

Current Song: Zombie by Cranberries (You heard right, brown people!)

So I have a big bloody scabby knee. I tend to scrape my right knee every 5 years or so. Not sure. It must be God's reminder to me that I'm not him. Fine. He wins this round. I'm passing it off as a ninja-related injury or a skateboarding accident. You can choose, because the real story is way too embarrassing. Can't a young woman walk down a dark alleyway at 3 in the morning without being accosted by Ninjas? Jeez. What has the world come to these days. And then I nearly fell over while zoyah and I were out for our morning walk. I'm kind of a calamity this week. Must be the neurotic shaking and the general lack of self-restraint I've been showing lately. I don't quite understand myself sometimes.

Anyway, so today we have family coming over for dinner. So mum's been cooking since yesteryear and has us all in on the charade. Family dinners are a weird little endeavour. Not only must you cook for them, but you must clean your house from top to bottom, lest they look in your linen closet for whatever reason. So I got the fun job of vacuuming the entire bottom floor. I know, my life is thus far very exciting. I want to go to sleep now. I'm tired already but there is more to be done! More!

I guess I had better get going. I probably need to clean under the fridge in case somebody falls flat on their face and accidentally looks under there. So, until sometime next week, Ciao!

Thursday, August 2, 2007

I Hate Criers!


Current Mood: So tired, so so tired

Current Song: Breakdown by Jack Johnson

So, I think I might be mildly aggitated this week. I have been watching some reality TV, and I use the word "some" very loosely - and I've noticed how many people cause a big fussy crying scene all over the place. Stupid shows. I'm referring in this particular instance to Amber on Big Brother. if somebody dropped a piece of cheese on the ground while making their sandwich, she would cry about it in the diary room and profess eternal love for that piece of cheese. I hate her. Yes we get it that you're a single mother yack yack, but PLEASE have some self restraint!
I also hate it when men cry. For some reason I just can't stand it. I think my main reasoning for that would be if I can suck it up, so can you. Does that sound mean? Well, it's supposed to be! I especially hate it when they cry on those wedding shows. "I promise to love you *sniff* and honour you *sniff* all the days of my life *sob*". Oh get over it!
Now, it's fine to cry sometimes. i remember that one day in my life I cried. Yeah, that's a memorable day...anyway. It's fine to cry if say, you got a bad haircut or you're dying of some kind of terrible illness or you slammed your hand in the car door. All good reasons for crying even if you are a boy. But other than a truly valid reason, if you start to cry when you're around me, I will not think twice of slapping you upside the head. It'll probably make you cry more, but at least you'll have a good reason then.
As one of my good friends would say, "emotions are overrated". I wholeheartedly agree with that sentiment!
anyway, I probably will be busy busy all weekend. Still contemplating making my way to the fireworks. it may just be a last minute decision. Who knows. i'm spontaneous like that. Okay, time's a-ticking. I'm off for some much needed rest. Until after the weekend!

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

I Think "I May Have Problems" is an Understatement


Current Mood: I'm shaking for absolutely no reason

Current Song: Lips of An Angel..it's not a good way to start off the sunny day

So I think I may really have some commitment issues. For the second time in the last few years I have dreamt that I ran out on my own wedding. I'll tell you how this one started off. For some reason i did something that constitutes questionable behaviour, and one of my aunts (I won't say which), arranged for me to get married to a nice brown boy. For those of you who have watched Bollywood/Hollywood, you'll remember Killer Khalsa. Well that's what my husband looked like! Ack! So I snuck out during the engagement ceremony never to return. The previous dream I had had I ran out on a really nice boy during the reception. At least now it's getting less showy and I won't actually run out one day. But this must be some underlying issue that I have. Lord help me. I go about not interested, or vaguely interested in relationships and am so low maintenance, nothing can be maintained. The minute things intensify I run for the hills. I'll end up alone, and that's okay with me. I could always adopt a Malawian kid :) According to my mother I'm going to marry a nice big dude, who could carry me (yes, with a FORK LIFT!). So apparently I'm marrying Paul Bunyan.

What can you do in this day and age.
I'm contemplating going to the fireworks this weekend with my sister. We've both been dying to go and nobody seems to be keen on it that I know of. Oh well. And plus it's amazing weather lately. I don't feel like impaling myself on something as a result. That's always a bonus right?
Alrighty I think I shall be off. Things to prepare before work begins.

Also, somebody send me a good song vibe. This lips of an angel thing is killing me softly with his song! Ciao!