I'm a successful singer, so it doesn't matter what the heck I sing.

What's up with music NOWADAYS?

FOR EXAMPLE:

What's My Name - Rihanna

Oh, na, na, what's my name?
oh, na, na, what's my name?

oh, na, na, what's my name? 
oh, na, na, what's my name? 
oh, na, na, what's my name? 
What's my name? What's my name?

I DON'T KNOW RIHANNA, OKAY!?!?!

And what the HECK does "oh, na, na" mean!?

SERIOUSLY WOMAN! You make women look bad, because you can't find words to express your feelings. APPARENTLY, all you CAN say is "OOOH NAAA NAAAAAAAAA".


Can everyone please just take a moment and imagine James Hetfield from Metalillica sing this line..

It would be crazy sheesh.
I would know, I tried doing that last night as me and my brother made fun of this song. Wish you had been there... In fact, I'm going to write you a post card from that day...

There we go...

Basically, I just wanted to share how dumb that song is, oh na na. It's pretty bad oh na na. You know, oh na na?

Crappy Lights and Demon Children

HELLO-SHKAA~!

It is indeed the holiday season, and I am QUITE excited. I remember when I was a kid I would put the Chistmas CD on and dance around the room. It was the best. ALSO, every year we put Christmas lights on the inside of our room windows, and whenever I go to bed and the Chistmas lights are still on, ITS MAGICAL.

However, I am COMPLETELY embarrassed by our outside Christmas lights... For starters, the lights only cover HALF of the front of our house, and they WOULD be okay if the lights went like this:

dark blue, rainbow, dark blue, rainbow, dark blue, rainbow

BUT NO.
They go like this:

dark blue, rainbow, dark blue, rainbow, dark blue, rainbow, light blue

I wish I had a picture so you could all see how freakin' hilarious our lights look.
They are the dangly icicle lights, too. Its the best.

Anyways, this Christmas I am pretty excited because I'm going to purchase a nice Cozy Christmas Sweater and I am going to wear it ON CHRISTMAS. Crazy, I know.

The only thing I am NOT excited for is when everyone comes to MY house to celebrate. I love when Christmas is at my Grandparents' house, but not when its at my house. HATE IT.

Mostly because I have four cousins from HELL.

It's an issue that I have.

Other than that, I FREAKIN' LOVE CHRISTMAS. It's just so magicaaaaaaaaaal

The Oatmeal... is delish

AIGHT AIGHT, so I found a prettty hilarious blog called The Oatmeal aaaaaaaaaand I HIGHLY recommend reading their comics. Especially this one.

I'll admit that some of it's content is a little... inappropriate for school, HOWEVER its not blocked, so it must be alright! :D

They have quizzes that cover everything from the Zombie Calculator to whether or not your loved ones are planning to eat you. Very useful things to know, I feel.

The blog itself also covers very important information such as Unicorn Tetherball, and 6 Reasons Why Bacon is Better Than Love. To be honest, most of the blog posts are of comics.. But they are EXTREMELY entertaining.

They also educate
So, one would HAVE to agree that this is the BEST blog due to the fact that its awesome.

so, READ IT.

Vid-gee Games

So, I guess I better do another post to make up for the lack of writing I did in my last one....

This pretty much sums up how I spent the last four days while I was home sick. It was awesome.

I UNFORTUNATELY didn't have access to any console other than a gamecube, so I could only play gamecube games. It was still a blast. Does this make my a geek? I don't really care anyways... I almost beat the second game... That was a good 40 ish hours or so.

My brother didn't want to get sick, so I was pretty much not allowed to leave my room... That's my excuse.

speaking of my room, I cleaned it yesterday. I can see the carpet again. It looks pretty nice.



SUBJECT CHANGE

Yesterday Loraine of Tim Horton's called me and we scheduled a nice little interveiw for today at 4:30pm. I'm rather excited because I can't wait to quit E.J's!! The cook is really bizaare. He eats peanut butter and sauerkraut sandwiches... It weirds me out.

I feel like if we were to combine this post and my last post we would have a long enough post. So, I'm hoping this will be enough. 

On a side note, I'd like to tell Tyler Hallman that I forgot about Ryan Renolds. My bad.

this was a rather sparatic post...

Response = N/A

I merely skimmed through both blogs, but I wasn't really intruiged by anything on either of them. The one blog seemed to have a lot of posts about political stuff which I currently could care less about. And the other one had some weird thing about Abraham Lincoln... Not my thing I'm afraid. So... I'm not really certain what else I can say. I just didn't find anything interesting about either blogs. That's really all that there is to it...

I really can't elaborate on this...

soooo...

I'm done.

Big teeth, Big ears, dorky-ness. Love it.

I'M QUITE CERTAIN that Kevin Mchale ("Artie" from GLEE) is a good person to have a crush on.

He has kind of big teeth, but I feel like if were ever to get married it would be fine because I have oddly small teeth... Also, he kind of has big ear, but that's totally fine..

ALSO, he used to be part of a boyband before GLEE and when he was my age.. \

he was a little better looking then ... But that's still okay... He also wears glasses... It looks pretty nice.

I feel like I enjoy the style in which he dresses. It looks nice. Mhm, yes.

He was also in an episode of The Office episode as a pizza delivery boy that Dwight held hostage. Pretty cool stuff...

He was also on True Blood... it looks kind of weird though... So I'm just not going to put that picture up...

anyways, that's pretty much it... soooooo um. YEAHHH.

Why is my brother so smart?

Please just take a look at the photo below. (click on it to make it bigger.)

Firstly, let me explain the situation. Some of you may know of a television series called "The Tudors". My brother, being a fan of the show, joined the Facebook group only to find Diane's idiotic post.

He owned her pretty hard.

Also, please take a look at this.

This is Diane Marie, the author of that ridiculous post. Now, I'm not usually one to judge by appearance, but seen as how she left such an ignorant comment, I had to look into her.

She looks like a fool.

She looks to be in her late 30's, her 40's, possibly even her 50's and she is wearing thick eye makeup, a fake tan and is sitting backwards on a chair.

If I were as ignorant as her, I would say something like "Diane has just proven how stupid American's are! They can't even sit the right way on a chair!" but I will refrain.

Also, she worte Chicago as one of her two "Likes and Interests".

What a fantastic display of American patriotism, no?

No.

To sum things up, I wanted to express myself in a short message to Diane.


To dear, sweet Diane.
Please keep your comments to youself, you are one of the reasons why nobody likes Americans.
Thanks.

Durrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

it took me a couple minutes to decide just WHAT my pet peeve is but I think I've got it.

I absolutely can not stand people who use improper grammar, actually, I hate when people use the English language improperly. It's a bit of a disgrace. Especially if you've lived here your whole life! ("here" being Canada... Or America... Or anywhere where English is the primary language.)

For example, I hate when someone comes up to me and says "hey, I seen you at the store the other day! durrp deedurrr!"

No, no, no, my dear playfellow. You did not "seen" anything. And you will definitely not use me as the subject of your stupidity.

It pains me to think of how many people who have failed grade one English. The poor souls. Who will teach them now that they have grown, and their puny brains can no longer fully prossess new information. How is one suppose to unlearn once one has used this language wrongly for so long?

I must admit, however, that although it is a pet peeve, I do love when people do it. I get to correct them, make them feel stupid, and make myself feel smart.

I may complain about stupid people often, but I feel like it may be the complete opposite if only because of the fact that they make me feel so much smarter.

I suppose that's all I really have to say on the matter, so this concludes my blog.

just remember, I'm smarter than you. :P

Apparently not smarter than Ms. Feick though... (see below)

Let's Do The Time Warp

ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW is about... Actually, I'm not really sure...

Since my last post talked a little bit about GLEE, I remembered The Rocky Horror Picture Show episode, and THAT caused me to ask what the hell that movie is even about?

What I mean by that is what is the point? Or maybe what I'm asking is how? Or maybe I'm even asking when did Transylvania become another planet? Pretty sure it's in Romania which is in southeastern Europe, which is on EARTH.

Or maybe I just really didn't understand at all what was happening in that film.

Here's what I DID understand though:

A couple, Brad and Janet, get a flat tire and due to that incident go to a castle they saw a little earlier. At said castle they are greeted by a "Sweet Transvestite".

...

....

To be honest, that's all that really clicked plot-wise with me. I don't know about you, but they never really explain Eddy, nor is it explained why Dr. Frank-N-Furter was housing aliens or why Rocky was able to sing, but speaking english (or at all for that matter) was an impossibility.

Also, I have to ask what the hell happened at the end of that movie? First, everyone has been turned into stone, then they're all on stage in Dr. Frank's favourite get-up singing and dancing, then they have a giant orgy in the pool, THEN it turns out Riff-Raff and Magenta are aliens and they're pissed at Dr. Frank-N-Furter, then they shoo out Janet, Brad and Dr. Scott so they can go blast off back to Transsexual Transylvania, and then it all ends with Janet, Brad and Dr.Scott crawling around outside in the smoke.

LIKE WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!

Perhaps I wasn't following things the best because I was too distracted by... Well, a lot! There is a lot to get distracted by in that film!

 I'm not going to lie, the second I saw Riff-Raff's hairstyle change, I couldn't keep my eyes off it. I mean it went from kind of creepy-weird to just straight up dumb! And Magenta looks dumb too (in case anyone was wondering my thoughts on her hairstyle).

All that being said, I think the only reason I was able to enjoy this movie is because of the songs, and the fact that Tim Curry is just absolutely ridiculous in it! Um, yeah. I guess that's really all I have to say... I'm not entirely certain I'd recommend watching it... But I'm also not entirely sure I wouldn't recommend it either.

But what I will do is leave you with this link.

http://vimeo.com/4833913

However, it's not really school appropriate, so I don't know if watching it at school would be the best idea, but if you're really itching with antici .... .... .... pation, then do what you want.

Just don't blame me if a teacher questions why you're watching a grown man dance in burlesque clothing and people stand awkwardly in their underwear.

Also, ignore the Portuguese subtitles. It was the best I could find on Vimeo.

P.S - Riff Raff is probably the funniest thing of life.

A VERY POTTER GLEE CLUB

Yeah, that title probably doesn't make much sense, so allow me to explain.

Some of you may know of the youtube musical sensation A Very Potter Musical and A Very Potter Sequel which are both musical comedies of the Harry Potter books by J.K Rowling and the movies by Warner Brothers. Personally, I think the whole idea is genius and I highly suggest you check it out if you're a fan of the books or movies.

BUT WAIT, there's more.

As some of you may know, I am a GLEEk (noun: a person who has an odd obsession with the FOX hit T.V show GLEE) and I have some exciting news for this weeks GLEE episode.

Darren Criss, who plays Harry Potter in the youtube musical, has been cast in GLEE and will be Kurt Hummel's love interest. I'm freakin' stoked. He sings Teenage Dream by Katy Perry. It sounds pretty nice.

That is all.

CLASS

I don't know what's worse: The fact that I looked up "blog ideas" on Google, or the fact that someone compiled 101 ideas...

I'll go with the second one.

Want to know what's worse than BOTH? The number of ignorant grade nines that were in the Library this morning. Actually, I'm not certain that they were grade nines, but they were short, so that's where my reasoning is coming from. I was waiting to get into the Library, and the first thing I noticed was how massive the group of people waiting was. After quite a while, Mr.Wong finally came with the key and he practically had to push through the mob (what a brave soul). Whats more, once Mr.Wong unlocked the door at least three students pushed past him and barged in before him. I was actually shocked! No manners whatsoever! At first, I decided to give them the benefit of the doubt thinking that maybe they had to write a last-minute paper and hand it in before the bell rings. Nope, I was being too kind. There were at least 10 kids on the computers for Facebook, and five people were on this Google application playing the most unentertaining game I have ever seen! I was furious! I feel like the grade nines have NEVER been that rude and oblivious to others around them. There were a few people there who actually needed a computer for work, so I, being the no bullshit person that I am, told them to kick the little stinkers (for lack of a better word) off.

♪ Whatever happened to fair dealing and pure ethics and nice manners?

Why is it everyone now is a pain in the ass? Whatever happened to class? ♪
 

To sum things up, I'm pissed, Mr.Wong is shocked but stable, and this is just straight up ridiculous.

I WISH I WAS FOUR AGAIN!

If I had the choice to relive a time of my childhood, I would chose when I was four or five.

 When I was this age, we had just moved from Kitchener to New Hamburg and to be honest, those are the earliest years in my life that I can actually recall. There's no specific day I want to relive, I think I would just be happy to be that young again, because I know that everyday for me at that age was so relaxed and full of imagination.

I was constantly pretending to be a princess, or mermaid, or fairy, or even a ninja somethimes (I knew they were bad ass from a very young age). It also didn't matter if I was with friends or by myself, I somehow always managed to stay entertained.

Also, when I was younger the field behind my house was used to grow corn, as appose to now where everyone on my block wants to prove they have money by each buying a peice of the field so that they can mow it 40 times a week. I miss being able to go into that field whenever I want to. Therefore, if I were able to go back in time to when I was four, I would spend hours in that corn field escaping from the castle gaurds, or looking for treasure, or maybe even exploring new lands.

Now, the field, athough it doesn't seem like it ends from East to West, spills into a l o n g but narrow forest that leads adventurers to the ever-enchanting Nith River.

And on top of that, when we moved into our house, our subdivision was still pretty empty and there was a giant mound of earth in the middle of where the street loops. You can imagine the adventures to be had with a giant mountain in your front yard and a never-ending field in your backyard that leads into a lush forest that lines an idle river. When I think about what my house and street used to be like, I feel like I used to live in a Zelda game. Do you know how bad ass that is!?

Oh, yes, if I were to go back to when I was four, I wouldn't spend a second inside.

Also, for your entertainment, I found a photo of me as a youngin'... There's also Andrea Hadland, and Becky Zehr in this photo because we used to all kind of  be besties. Mhm, yes... enjoy.

My mom always made me wear hats when I was out in the sun...

I'm sorry, what?

Alright, so I just went on Ryerson.ca to try and register for a tour in Novemeber, and I stumbled upon some tour videos. I anxiously looked for one regarding the Theatre School and once I found it I began to watch it (obviously..).

Anyways, the main point of mentioning this is because at the end of the video they mention that the building is apparently HAUNTED, and how several staff members and students have felt cold spots and have even seen ghostly things. A security guard even refused to enter the building after hearing a piano being played in a supposedly empty room...

WHAT THE HECK!

As if moving away from home to live in a giant city full of worldly dangers and experiences isn't scary enough, but the school I really want to get into has a haunted building, and oh, guess what? If I get in, I'll be spending at LEAST 5 days out of a week in said building!

Peachy...



Also, I was going to google "ghost" so I could add some pictures to this post, but I was too scared to even look at the pictures that would come up... This isn't good...

Okay, I lied. I don't want to do a post on Thanksgiving, even though I assure you it was a good time with the FAM.

I don't have enough time to do a whole blog right now, so I'll probably do it later...

POST SECRET

I FREAKIN' LOVE POST SECRET!

It's pretty nice, and stuff... But in all seriousness, I think it's really awesome. In fact, I wish I was the one who came up with the idea. I would probably be known as that child prodigy who thought up Post Secret; But that's not the case!...

...
....       <-------------------------------- [AWKWARD]
......

Okay, moving right along... I have a  friend who I'm quite certain owns all of the Post Secret books, and yes, I've read them all. Every page. Fo' real. They're quite inspiring, and although some can be a little upsetting to read, the books really get you thinking about your own life; and it's ultimately an enriching reading experience. I definitely recommend you take a gander at them when your in Chapters next. You'll probably spend a good hour or so looking through them.

Anyways, I decided to make my own post secret, and I think it looks pretty nice for being done in Paint. In fact, its pretty bad ass. so, that's fine...

Alright... This pretty much concludes my blog for now. I guess since I need another post I'll talke about Thanksgiving.. But in another post. So... BAI.

Re: Debate rages over cellphones in Ontario classrooms

I don't feel any bias coming from this article, because it is mostly quotations and ideas from other people. Personally, I hate the use of abbreviations and I especially dislike the use of them in this article (even if it is to emphasis the topic), so I personally didn’t like the way it was written. The policy W-O has regarding cell phones is very appropriate and I don't feel should be amended; the only issue is that not all students abide by this rule. In my Comm. Tech class, my teacher has our phones turned on silent, and placed on our desks so that if we do get a message we can check it, and decide if we really need to reply to it. Ultimately, it's up to the students to make the change. I feel like the rules in my Comm. Tech class on cell phones is a good idea for a compromise. However, like I said, the success or failure of that method is all on the students' shoulders, and frankly that frightens me. However, if we want to be able to use our cell phones, we have to decide what is urgent enough to be responded to and we have to make the choice to pay attention to our lessons instead of the texts in our phones.

AHH, I'VE TOTALLY BEEN NEGLECTING THIS BLOG!!

However, I'm quite certain I'm still meeting this week's deadline of TWO BLOGS. What does Miss Feick think she's doing by being so demanding? (just kidding, don't fail me...).

Now, here's the tricky part-- what should I blog about!?

Well, I suppose I could tell you how I've begun to dread the weekends. It all started when I got my new job at E.J's Tavern Restaurant. Firstly, I'd like to know just WHO this E.J is. Could it be this man, whom I found when searching "E.J" in google?

I certainly hope not. Not only am I begged to ask the question why this man is wearing a hood with antennas on it, but I also have to ask myself... Would I trust this man with my life? The answers to these questions are quite simple, really. He's clearly on several different psychedelic drugs, and HELL NO!   


Ah, forgive me, for I've gotten quite off topic. 
Let's continue with the original story, shall we?


It was only a matter of minutes before I realized how much I loathe my job. At first when my boss told me I would be working only twice a week, I was thrilled. I honestly doubt I could handle any more shifts than two a week. However, those two shifts are on Saturday and Sunday EVERY week, and that is why I hate weekends. Honestly, my job sucks. I'm a dishwasher, and it's rather disgusting. Especially the "grease trap". What's that you ask? Well, to be honest, I'm not entirely sure, but I do know that it's this thing that is full of this odd substance that smells and looks like vomit... And I'm suppose to clean it out every Sunday. Luckily, I've actually been able to convince both cooks both weeks I've worked that there's no way in hell I'm going near the grease trap. It's worked pretty nice on account of the fact that both weeks the cooks cleaned it out as I laughed at them vomited in the sink.


And that's my story.


Fascinating, isn't it? 


Now, I know this blog is a little short right now, so I'm going to drop some KNOWLEDGE on you ('cause knowledge is POWER!!).


First, let me start by asking what you think the word PRESTIGIOUS means. Now, let me tell you that you would be correct to assume that it means "distinguished" or "of high reputation", but would you like to know what it used to mean when the word was first being used in the 1940's? Perhaps you don't... But I'm most definitely still going to tell you.


The word prestigious originally means to be "full of tricks", or "deceitful".

My theory on why the word was changed to mean something very opposite is that of one without the KNOWLEDGE. I'll admit that sometimes I use words I don't completely understand the meaning of, and I'll also add that doing so is incredibly stupid. Mostly because you end up looking stupid if you use the word in the wrong context. Anyways, my theory is that someone of high status used the word prestigious in the wrong context and it merely "caught on". Kind of like slang, I suppose. 

The moral is: DON'T USE WORDS YOU DON'T FULLY KNOW THE MEANING OF.... and also: READ THE DICTIONARY, PUNK!

That is all.

OH HAI THUR.

That's "lol speak" in case you didn't know. I took this Writer's Craft course beause I don't feel like I'm very creative when it comes to writing (in fact, I actually like writing essays more than creative writing) and I wanted Miss Feick's aid in honing my skills... Kind of like a Ninja... Yeah, you should probably just call me a writing Ninja. Another Ninja in this craft that I admire is Alan Moore. He writes some nice comics like the Watchmen, V For Vendetta and Batman... Only the best really... This is what he looks like:

               Respectable looking, no?...

Yeah, this is the genius behind it all... Notice the plate of cookies and the cup of tea he was clearly enjoying before being interrupted for this picture. You can't diss tea time.

Anyways, other than Alan Moore, I also enjoy reading Laurie Halse Anderson. And by that I mean I read one of her books and I approve of it. That's good enough, really. (on a side note, I started reading one of her other books, so it really is acceptable for me to say that I enjoy her writing.)

Let's move onto the next bit of information Miss Feick says I need to provide in this post. Next year I plan to embark on my future with my best friend in the great and glorious city of Toronto, Ontario. Granted, we probably won't make enough money to live anywhere other than a car, and what I plan to persue will probably end up kicking me in the face. By that I mean I'm going off to study acting and I know how difficult it is to actually succeed in such a profession, so I'm quite certain I'll be going to teacher's college afterwards so I can actually, y'know, survive on a steady income.

And lastly, the thing that keeps me from sleeping in bed all day is my mother. Loving and caring that she is, she's terrifying sometimes. However, its not terrifying like "ahh, she's going to rip my head off if I don't get up!" its more like she's just very good at acting disappointed, and I absolutely hate that. So, that is why I go to school every morning. Oh, and because I want good grades and stuff... (I would say "so that I can have a good future", but I already told you I'm aiming for a pretty dead-end job).

Alright, so I've answered all that needed to be answered, and that's really all I feel like writing right now. I should probably sign off with some sort of cheesy line that will make you want to puke once you read it like... "Stay tuned for more!" or "Thanks for reading, love you guyss!!" but I'm really just not going to.