Sunday, December 6, 2009

an essay that killed my dog.

Stereotypically, a man is considered the strong one with the abilities to support an entire family. Their wives have adorable up-done hair and calmly give their husbands a kiss as they hand them a coffee cup on their way out the door to earn money so their wives can go on shopping sprees and buy silly things like lipsticks and appliances for the kitchen. In comes Buddy, the loveable son with a baseball glove under one arm and the paper for his dad under the other. He has looked up to his father and says that he too will become an accountant just like him. Sally, the man’s daughter has been politely sewing at the table in between sips of freshly squeezed orange juice that her mother has slaved over since five am. This is what in the 1950’s was considered the American family, a classic archetype that has inspired relationships around the world ever since. But even though it is considered what is “normal” when it comes to a relationship, there is nothing normal about it. Relationships that focus largely on how they are viewed by society may easily become dysfunctional. Regarding a relationship as something that needs to be considerably “perfect” causes a lot of pressure to be someone or something they are not. The ideas of how a family should be and act will not always result in how others believe they should be, causing conflict when someone doesn’t accept it. Basing every feeling off of archetypical personas and stereotypes shows how one should not compare themselves to what is considered “normal.”

Perfection is close to impossible. When in a relationship the idea of having everything in line, seeing things down to every single specific fact, falters out all the good, only seeing the bad. In an obvious dysfunctional relationship, like the one seen in the short story “Domestic Dilemma” by Carson McCullers, pointing out the troubles of the relationship causes one party to give up entirely. Martin, a man who takes care of his family, and works for the money has a wife who suffers from alcohol abuse. While she says she’s the one suffering, the family is the one that is having the hardest time.  Martin is so embarrassed with his wife’s behavior; making the rash decision on ending it all, in this specific case, killing her. Martin feels threatened by how the people in town will look at him, at his family, once word spreads of his wife’s drinking issue thinking, “There was no hiding the truth – soon there would be gossip in the office and in the town.” (423) Fearing that his reputation would be damaged from the public eye he left his wife, in some sorts, and decided it would be the better choice to no longer be with his wife, for the sake of himself and his children. Judgment is a big issue on how people start and end relationships. Some couples get married because they think they have been dating for so long it has to happen, or end because they don’t want to deal with the issues that they are dealing with in front of the public. When the third party, the society, enters the picture, the way to really judge a couple is how they deal with the stress of other people watching their every move.

            Family values, according to some image posted in a home and garden magazine, families are a troth of happiness and support. In the case of Willy Loman of “Death of a Salesman” by Arthur Miller he believes that families are strong when everyone is working hard and considerably “well liked.”  Throughout his childhood, Willy’s son Biff was thought to grow up into a big success because of his athletic career in high school and the many people around him who admired him, but after failing math he was tossed into the life of what Willy considered “failure.” Willy was the most forward about showing how the pressures of how he was viewed by society can make a relationship crack. He cheated, he lost and he broke.  After years of forcing his children to go into businesses they did not want to, and making his wife live with his ever shrinking career, Willy finally went crazy. Talking to himself and having flashbacks, he started conflict within his home, causing everyone to worry about him. His years of fussing about how he was seen in society as a salesman finally took its toll on him.

 

            A modern day family does not agree on everything. Subsequently what was not mentioned growing up was that every family has its own problems and its own secrets. One of the most perfect examples of a modern family, is the one portrayed in the film Little Miss Sunshine. The father, Richard, still felt the pressure to be the provider for the family with his business. He demanded respect and felt he had the most authority, just as every father should have. In reality, most of the decisions came from the Mother, who took care of the family, but still came across as more of a leader than her husband. The son, stereotypically known as the father’s follower, was not the usual son, not even his biological son, which adds another layer to this non-perfect family. Like Willy from “Death of a Salesman,” Richard is very obsessed with his career and how he is viewed. The two put a lot of pressure on their families to be a certain way. In the film, Richard wants to be the archetype of a family, judging them when they make mistakes and calling his own daughter fat! After coming to a realization of how he has behaved, guilt ridden, Richard realizes that to be family, they do not need to be what society thinks is right, but what is right in the eyes of the family. So the family dances suggestively onstage at a children’s pageant, to them, this is “normal.”

            In theory, basing a relationship on another one adds more pressure than a relationship needs. It is already hard enough to stay stable in any relationship, being it a romantic one, or a friendship or family.  With all the pressures of what is “romantic” and “perfect” it can be hard to settle with “comfortable.” Of course a couple needs to be content, but does the eternal sappy love of a fictional vampire for example, have to be what inspires true happiness?

Parties

Warning, Birthdays and Parties may result in mustaches and forcing men to wear my yamaka!

Saturday, November 28, 2009

I'm 22.

It was my birthday somewhere between now and the last blog post.
YAY!
double digits!

I have a lot of cleaning to get down. So LATA!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I will stab a cow if this is mono

I've been sick for a hella long time.
And it sucks.
The (cool) doctor at the Clinic yesterday told me it was probably strep. But I'm allergic to the normal medication for it, so I'm on the alternate. Which causes bad taste in your mouth and nausea. 
The only movie on tv today was Batman Begins. Like the one with Michelle Pfeiffer getting eaten by cats, Danny Devito playing his true self (a Penguin) and Christopher Walken in an obscene amount of eyeliner (drag).
I'm still going to watch this. But after I'm taking a bath.
K-Fox.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Thursday, November 12, 2009

I turn to you, and you open the door.

Have you heard of fabtastic signer Lenka?
Well, she's great.
Even after a day of having to stay home and miss out on meeting star of Fox's hit TV show Glee - Patrick Gallagher, who is friends with my drama teacher.
ugh. ugh.
Anyway, after coming to a personal decision, I've come to the agreement that I should probably have a blood test.
I get them a lot, since we can never figure out what really is wrong with me, but I think it's about time that I got checked out. On my Kidneys. And my stomach Lining.
Pretty much I'm pretty sure that I have a peptic ulcer, but thats for the good ol' doc to decide.
Until the test...

Sunday, November 8, 2009

why complain?

Why complain when you are living! There is comedy everywhere in life, and you barely need to look for it. If a boy doesn't like you/ignores you/doesn't understand you like them, then screw it and get a hooker.
My outlook on life.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

2009 guide to canadian universities.

My mother picked me up a copy of this.
I wish she had got me something more like "2009 guide to schools your daughter can actually get into"
or "2009 guide to colleges that your daughter can afford and enjoy"
or "2009 guide to canadian performing arts schools"
Fuck school.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

NO SHAVE NOVEMBER

so. many. potential. beards.
No-shave november, or Movember (mustache november) is quite frankly the best thing ever. That and my birthday is in November. Honestly life couldn't be better.
Well, it could. BUt the disappointment in my life is pissing me off so much that I'm ignoring it and channelling everything into random spurts of anger and improv.
Happy Movember Everyone!

Monday, October 26, 2009

Sometimes you need to write a sonnet

That's how I feel most of the time.
Here's a respond sonnet to the other one:

Unsure Acceptance
For a moment I let myself tell you
Share something secret and live without care
The truth is old to me but to you, new
And I am left with my soul open, bare.
For my whisper was a wave of relief
After twice the year of feeling for you.
Your lack of response renders me with grief
And now all you can say, and or do
Is take me now and forever be mine
Reply to me in a glorious state 
Bestow a kiss to me and summer's wine
In a matter of words too little too late.
Now we can laugh at the years gone wasted, 
And dream of the wines we could have tasted.

Yup. Somethings are better left unsaid I guess.
Also, i wrote an erotic sonnet, at the plea of Kiera and Sarja.
AND I'm writing this other one, with hella swears.
But this is for all.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Bonnie and Clyde

Brigitte Bardot Is fabulous!
Also, I'm writing Stacks. I want to get it done before the end of the month.
If you're wondering what stacks is, its my short movie I'm writing.
YES IM THAT KIND OF PERSON.
Also, I wrote a sonnet for English Lit:

Simple Rejections:
How can your eyes be so piercingly blue
That can put shame to summer's August sky
Not notice or observe the blatant clue,
That of my obvious and outward cry.
And that of your greatness of mind and state
Which belittles mine of charm, wit and yearn
In a life enthralled with power and hate
Cause to my heart a second degree burn.
And all I can do is wait and worry
For you to realize that I am here
This predicament becomes a flurry
And then I am left with one single tear.
But even though your advances do lack
I will keep trying and always come back.

I had to grate that extra cheese on top. 
Bahaha. I hope I pass.
Later Losers.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Epic Fails and Wins

FAIL:
Kiera and I didn't even have a photoshoot/decide a name for the blog/care
WIN:
SPCA Thrift store has SICK ASS records.
FAIL:
Couldn't find any 3 howling wolves t-shirts at Value Village
WIN:
Found black desert boots that were brand new for 8 buckeroos
FAIL:
The bus system.
WIN:
I bought everyone a Big Mac.
FAIL:
I had to break a fifty at McDo's
WIN:
Kiera bought herself a double BigMac, after her first normal one. 4 patties WTF?!?!

MY DAY. :D

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

New Look.

I got some rad-tastic new glasses. Even that hott guy who plays piano said they were cool. Score.
K and I are gunna start up the blog thursday, or the day after thursday. We're doing a photoshoot thursday. Save the date! (please don't save the date)
What you will expect:
Fashionably Un-Fashionable.
Sweet Music
Sarcastic remarks (by yours truely)
This blog will still be here.
and I will continue complaining.
Salt... (yes, salt.)

Monday, October 12, 2009

Jean on Jean

Sometime in the next couple of weeks, I'm going to a white trash themed party. And I'm wearing jean on jeans. with silver heels. and blue eyeshadow.
Also, apart from this fashion emergency, My friend and I are starting a new blog
based on fashion
and lame topics.
Name/Site/Models tba.
But it will be stellar.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Seriously, don't touch me.

I wouldn't even try. I will probably start to convulse.
So I've decided to be friends with people. 
It seems like a perfectly friendly idea.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Semi-Serious

Trust.
To be honest, I had just written a free verse about a semi serious situation where trust was the main component, and how I lost it with someone.
But I dont want to end up saying too much or sounding stupid.
This is kind of downer, but heres a great song that is a for sure cheer up:
After the stupid ordeal, this song did really help.
Now I'm all smiles (almost)
Salut!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Something of the Swine Matter....

Ya I gots the flu, but it ain't H1N1 so don't worry... (who cares?)
I've had it since Saturday night. It sucks.
Anyway, Blazing Saddles is on, I think it will make me feel better. 
Mel Brooks and I would be friends. Salut!

Saturday, October 3, 2009

The Perfect Man.

So as I was watching freaks and geeks, I tried to think of who was my perfect man? During the episodes I thought that it must be Jason Segel, 10 years ago. Not only does he play this sincere, lovable but still pretty bad ass, rush loving guy, but he looks pretty damn fine at age 19. 
And he's an interesting fact, I love me some tall jewish men. Jason is 6"4 and Jewish. dear god. I can not contain my pants. NOT ONE BIT!
Excuse me, I need to go take a shower. (gross) Salut!

With all your power.

If you could blow up the world with the flick of a switch
Would you do it?
If you could make everybody poor just so you could be rich
Would you do it?
If you could watch everybody work while you just lay on your back 
Would you do it?
If you could take all the love without fiving any back
Would you do it?
And so we cannot know ourselves or what we'd really do...

With all your power
With all your power
With all your power
What would you do?

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Listen drinking beer.


I am in love with coffee music.
Please enjoy.

Coffee Coffee Coffee. This used to be a bad thing, all thanks to Coffee Guy. - in fact stepping into some Starbucks' makes me a little 'ugh' feeling - But there's a new coffee guy. - A Wave's Coffee House Guy. He's nicer, and most likely will land in abrupt heartbreak all thanks to the fact that he is taken. I will enjoy the coffee, the talks, the walks, the bikes, the smiles and the flirts anyway. What am I doing?
I would like to go into comedy, but where do I go to school for this?
Now stop laughing at my stupid mind.
Oh man, I just read my diary from last year. I had all of these failed hopes. HAHA whatever, they're douches.
Salut!

Friday, September 25, 2009

An Exert.

From a past Diary:

Wednesday, nov. 16/'05

WET NAILS!! *blowing*

lol now after ten million years of blowing, they're good.

So I'm x-ing the skating

That's all I can say, I'm really tired!
*hearts* Kelli
xoxox

I read this and laughed at my utmost simplicity. 
Sadly I did not quit skating that year. But that's a long story.
MOST EXERTS TO COME!
Salut!

Thursday, September 24, 2009

poppin lockin.

GUESS WHAT!?!?!
I'm blogging at school. IN CLASS. straight up, I'm a rebel.
I have to do this quick and it would look pretty since I cant get a picture or anything. BUT YA.
I'm in GTP right now, grad transitions. worthless class. Im chillin with ma girls E and G. Love them. E and I have a special walk. It's pretty sexy. (NAWT)
E just found a calculater on the computer (surprise) and G just won her first game of Solitaire, aparently it wasn't so great. I found all the right type. yes the impecible typing game from the elementary days. I beat the system by getting 106. THATS RIGHT. 106 words per minute babe..
I think a chick in my class is drunk. It's getting on ma nerves.
I should probably sign off before Ms M. kills my brain. Or something.
Salut!
ps. I'm meeting PICNICFACE tonight!
I'll attach a link later.
pss Improv Senior team call backs are today aswell. Im stoked.
*rock me rock me rock me sexy jesus*

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Mean Girls

Did you know, that I can talk along, word for word with 'Mean Girls'?
Isn't that sad? It's very sad.
Sorry all my blogs have been very lame lately. It would be better if I had a life (which I semi had in the summer) but since school has started I've been getting lazy and tired and just over all shittier. 
I'm getting really frustrated with this blog update. I had some ideas but they were all stupid and not very funny and EFF ITS ANGERING.
later sater.
Salut!

Monday, September 14, 2009

Chicago!

You put in for mama, She'll put out for you. ;)
Ok, jokes jokes. We talked about blogging today in creative writing. Then I remembered that I need to get on this shit. 
Senior year eh? It's busy especially when you have lots of extra shit you're doing too. Including trying to get a job. And your mothers birthday is around this time. UGH. And im preforming in a pretty great festival. 
For some reason, this week I'm obsessing over Chicago. MUSICAL A WEEK.
I'm boring, and tried.
Salut!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

A letter.

Dear People who actually read my blog.
Hello, What's up? Thanks for taking time to read this. 
I started school today so my blog updates will be scarce for a while since I am also appearing in a show that is being presented in a pretty famous festival. For that I am excited, but not for school. I have a lot of english first semester. English, Creative Writing and English Lit. Wow.
So men eh? Yesterday was a strange day  for me when it came to men. FOR EXAMPLE: I talked to my dream man in my kitchen for like 3 hours and we talked about what to do when you really like someone but can't tell them and how you wouldn't want to ruin the friend ship. UGH. ALSO that guy I burned (his picture) started talking to me again. erm..WHAT NO!?!?!
If you are a man could you please help me with my situation before I become like a prostitute or something? That doesn't involve much talk.
Loving Arms.
Salut!

Friday, September 4, 2009

YOU WOULD

Meaningless post. Sorry ya'll. I just need to clean my room and get a life. 
I'm listening to Regina Spektor, Florence and the Machine and Arcade Fire today. 
Good Good Good Good Good.
I'm pleasant.
Salut!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Rehearsals, Rehearsals, Reshmersales.

Trips! England equals fantasy. I want to live there for sure. The fashion, the statements, the hotties. It all seems like good cookin' to me. Sorry it took a while to write this up, I've been busy being super lame and getting in fights with my mom. Hey! I couldn't stay at home, that's how bad it got. Luckily the bfffffff lives 2 houses away so we crashed. Watched Wizards of Waverly Place the movie. It wasn't the greatest, but I enjoyed myself.
So better stories, Yesterday was the annual burning ceremony where me and my 3 friends get together and burn all the terrible moments from our past year. It's a form of closure I guess? Anyway, we all had a 'big picture' which was off a guy who really bothered/broke your heart/ruined your life this year. It was great to watch the coffee guy burn. We started burning around 12:30 am, and we ended at like 4 in the morning. We spent a lot of time sitting by the burning garbage can talking about things that we are comfortable talking about with eachother. It was kind of magical. SO MUCH LOVE.
Ok, I've had rehearsals everyday, and I am tired. In fact I just got home from rehearsal and all I want to do is watch The degrassi goes hollywood movie, but I can't find it online. Dan levy is in it. Goodness Goodness.
Until then,

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Camp Crushes

I'm back from Camp. Jesus. I LOVE camp. The people there are great, and probably just about the best looking staff too. This year I had a great experience. I was in this amazing ensemble, we worked so well together and really just had a fantastic time. The pictures of me are pretty ugs, but I dont care. I got sick, terrible heat stroke, then with my hypoglycemia, i fully just melted from the inside. 
Straight up, Camp Crushes. I had many. Top 3!!!!! I love the lingo we share and the memories too. Also I got people to write me letters for my plane ride tomorrow, but most forgot. One of my pals who was a counselor wrote me a really long one! And another who I'm close with wrote it on a napkin. I also got one that was surprising. Ya I read one. oops. But it was only because S, C and my new best friend D said i ABSOLUTELY had to! It said some things that I was confused about but whatever, it's cool.
I had a crush on a counselor. My b. But its cool since we all had a crush on at least ONE counselor. It's hard when they're all so good looking and kind hearted. 
Anyways, off to Enlgand Land/France Land tomorrow. Once again saying good bye, but for only 7 days. Until then, 
Salut!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Forgiveness Please.

Eff. I have a headache. Im trying to cure it with hot water. My mother's bad mood/hangover has rubbed off on me. (ok, MAYBE I shouldn't have ate that bag of pizza fishy crackers, but damn they looked so good.) 
Tomorrow I am leaving for 10 days! Summer Camp. Sort of. It's a different kind of camp. It's an IMPROV CAMP. wooooooooo. May I be the first to say that the men of Improv are VERY attractive men. They ladies are also very good looking, I get intimidated by them. Not gunna lie. 
Ok, so I'm bringing my Tambourine. Classic funtimes. I hope people dont end up always counting on me to bring the tambourine places. I can't handle their pressure!!
I wont really be able to relax at home for at least 17 days
ok no, after I get back I start rehearsals. 
EFF.
Ok. Ok. Ok. I'll try and blog when I get home, but no guarantees! 
For now, this is the Me. Gone for 8 days.. hopefully it wont be too cold.
Salut!
ps. picture from actual camp i was at.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Kiera better Comment on this

I'm home! And how lovely it is to be home!
12 hours in a car is NOT what I'd like to call, a Fun Time.
But there were some good moments. I enjoy the Chats C and I have. Some of the times I dont think her parents were too proud. "Hey K, do you remember that time you and S pretended to be blind? It really pissed me off" "Wait, where did you go C? I cant see anything! It's all dark!"
bahaha, good times.
Today I bought a bathing suit. It reminds me of the notebook. Im going to put a picture up, but dont call me a skank plzkaythanks.
My favorite parts of edmonton were :
1- IRON AND WINE at Folk Fest. The man who started my beard craze. 
2- Sneaking out of P's house to do stuffs (7 11)
3- Car ride home rants
4- Shopping at 'Devine' a place that sells new and used clothing. Bought some killa shizz.
5- C's dad acting super serious and trying to be stelth while handing me flask and saying "Straight Vodka"
My least favorite parts of edmonton were :
1- Almost getting kidnapped and raped after sneaking out of the house at around 2 ish in the morning. Here's the story - We had just left 7 11 with our foods when this guy across the street yelled something over to P asking where some bus station was. She yelled back what is was and told them it was probably closed by now. We all laughed. Everything was amusing. They then yelled back "Hey, you guys want to join us?" Now picture the 3 scary ass sorta big guido ish guys hootin' over at as, and us 4 girls, well 3 of them were tall (not me) but still, much younger than them. P yells back "Sorry, no. We're going home." Then they continue to yell more shit at us, meanwhile I'm getting scared out of my witts, about to pee my pants. We all start walking semi fast, thankfully we're near our turn off point, when a car slows down near us and pulls onto the side of the road right where we're about to pass. The scary guy in the car rolls down his window and waits for us to walk close. WHen we do pass him we hear him say "Hey girls, you wanna get in?" and we all just ignore him and veer off close to the turn off point. When we do turn P, K and C all start booking it to some house and I'm following behind cursing the fact that I'm wearing the worst shoes to run away in ever. When we get to this house we hide along the side of a garage until the coast looks clear. Needless to say, We were all super frightened and we spent the rest of the walk home hiding in the shaded areas and walking in the trees away from all cars that past us.
2- Finding out that I'm obese. So much gained weight/im fat.
3- How dry it was
4- Awkward folk fest moments/Too much country music.
Anyways, Im excited about Camp on Friday.
WOOO 10 days of Improv.
Salut!

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Scalpers.



I offish have tickets for all of folk fest. Bring on the dancing ladies!
Salut!

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

I'm a caterpillar.























minus the opium.

Flying Flying Flying

When I got to the airport, I was having a bit of an eternal spazz. First time flying alone, so convinced that I would go to the wrong gate n' shat. Luckily I found my way there, it was too my right and passed an albino with ginger hair. On the flight I sat next to a couple who thought it would be cool to start making out on the flight. It wasn't cool to me. The rest of the flight I wrote, and read, and stared at the little TV on the back of the other chair. It was an old episode of What not to Wear. Hella awesome. The guy had a sick transformation. When I arrived here I was greeted by mah pals, who were wearing gorgeous sweaty pants and pj's, and a guy who LOOKED like he was running up to his mom, but then they started to make out. Awkward. When we got back to her place, I heard all there awesome stories of Parties Past. I was uber jealous. But there will be lots to come. Then we went to a nice shopping street (Similar to Robson Street in Vancouver) where I purchased a GREAT sweater at a vintage store. Lets just say its Blue and says " WORLD'S GREATEST GRANDMA! Love Sam & Jon" That just happened. Tomorrow, illegal things are happening me thinks. But since I'm a self proclaimed good girl, then they will remain secret. Sorry peeps. Life is good, even though I have a killer regret of NOT tell him how I feel. But I will have to live with that one for a while. Eff me. Camp better be sexy. Kisses
Salut!

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Au Revoir

Ok, I'm heading to edmonton tomorrow morning really early, so This will be my last "Straight from my own macbook" post.
But I'm bringing a journal with me, in which I'm going to write down all the adventures of my flight. And i'll probably right it out on my blog when I get to my friend's place. But I'll use this journal to record all the spontaneous hilarious activity that shoots my way.
I love you shitty mcshit's ville. 
Salut!

Bedroom Eyes

This is the email I just sent my  buddy in serbia. (Edited a tad):

Baby I know that you like me, you my future wifey
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah
You can be my Bonnie, I can be your Clyde
You could be my wife, text me, call me
-Kiss me thru da phone by Soulja Boy

So [D]! I hella miss you and shat!
I've lost so many friends lately to sex, drugs and rock n roll (the bad kinds of each) that I realized how much I missed you.
Tomorrow I'm going to edmonton, fun eh? I'm going to folk fest there. I hope Metric is performing.. but I think they're doing V-fest.
How's Serbia? How's Milan? How's life? Any barfights? I hope not! (Unless they were like the old timey saloon ones, that would be sweet)
[S] and I went to an improv show at a bar, and i was too nervous to order a drink even though I knew they didn't ID. One of these days you can come with me and pretend to be my lover since I had to sit at a table with the man who hurt my heart last time. It was ok, I made bedroom eyes at this guy. He's hilarious and was hella drunk. 
Ok, In all, I miss you I miss you I miss you.
BABY COME BACK!

Baby Come back to me
In my heart I still believe
We were meant to be…
Together so whatever it takes (Baby Come Back)
Baby come back to me
I should have never set you free
My baby
Come back (Baby Come Back)
- Baby come back - Vanessa Hudgens.

Kisses!
xox
Kelli


I want him to take me to grad.
Salut!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

It's going to be light out soon

Obvs can't sleep.
There are many things I need to change about my life.
1. Sleep more (better skin, healthier, probably happier)
2. Complain less (the blog is going to get boring)
3. Party less (when people offer me shit, SAY NO)
4. Man the fuck up ( Tell him how I feel. Tell him how I feel. Tell him how I feel.)
5. Don't take summer for granted (Last one ever - almost)
6. Know that somewhere out there, someone thinks I look hott today (there's gotta be at least one)
7. Love my family more (stop yelling at them when I'm tired since I didn't sleep)
8. Sing more (practice, and my mom likes my voice)
9. Flirt more (apparently I need to practice this. But I got some hella bedroom eyes the other night from someone you'd least expect. I now have a crush on him)
10. Dont let the fucktards get me down. (you know who you are)
It's 4:35 and I'm changing shit up.
xoxox
Salut

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Newmen. New(men).

"Arabesque! Prepare, Pirouette! Twirl! Goose-step, Goose step! AND AGAIN!"
Beauty. I freaken love The Producers. In fact, I might just watch it with commentary tonight because It's to hot to sleep where I live. currently 79 degrees F. 
I think Matthew Broderick is a babe. He almost never grew up oh him and his boyish charms.
le sigh.
Tomorrow I'm going to a party (HA!) that is Mardi Gras themed. Should be a lol-fest since, well, the location, group of people, they are the reason I complain and blog. *Over excited smile!* 
I also have a crush. Like, a person my age, so therefore it is a crush. I HATE that word, so I use it only because the ridiculousness of it makes me laugh. HAH!
Anyways, he's cute, and in case Mr S decides to never see me, I'm getting my good Halifax friend to charm him into my arms. If Matthew Broderick and Nathan Lane had a dog baby, it would be my dog Wally.
Salut!

Monday, July 27, 2009

Mwah

(I want to kiss him before I go to edmonton. 
Smile.)
Apparently I've already met my husband says a psychic pendant.
Sweet.
I hope it is who I hope it is.
Off to bed now. (LOL NAWT)
Salut

I need a time machine

Have you ever gone out for a nice lovely evening, a show, some food, good friends, and you look over at a table and you see the guy who you completely embarrassed yourself over (in a zomg your hott lets date kind of way) a few months prior, having dinner with the guy who you most recently embarrassed yourself over ( ie two nights ago.)
Wow, thanks life. This is what I get.
Salut..

Saturday, July 25, 2009

We are not what you think we are..

WE ARE GOLDEN! WE ARE GOLDEN!
Oh boy, do I ever love Mika's new Song. It's dancey, it is fun, it's got the high notes. Much fun!
Look it up Playa's : Mika - We are Golden.
Im stoked on an awesome August. Edmonton, (Folk Fest + Partying + Long lost edmonton Friend = greatness), Camp (Improv + Good Friends + Happiness + Bad food + Veganism + Instruments = even more greeatness!) And England/Paris! (Hott british accents + Fashion + Searching for Prom dress + Traveling = Slightly less than camp, but still great greatness!)
Oh man, action packed. 
I only have a little bit of time left in the summer to relax.
Oh ya, and DRIVE!
you heard it champs, I got my Learners Permit (License?.. something Canadian)
And I even tried out my driving chops around the park. Then a little throughout the neighbor hood. But that scared the crap out of me. Hopefully I'll get to go out more today. Or before August. Speaking of going out, I need to go feed Jinx. Lil' Bitch. <3
Salut!

Friday, July 24, 2009

What would Jesus View?

Last night I slept at S's. (lol @ double S)
We watched the NON children's movie 'Coraline'. It was pretty creepy.
I think the best line from that night, in general, was when Sarah yelled at the TV, "WHAT THE FUCK WHY IS SHE STILL IN BUTTON WORLD?!?!"
BAHAHA.
Also, when her cat appeared in her room and was staring at me, so I called her button eyes. She will forever be, Button eyes. Then I remembered that episode of The Simpson's when Homer takes the kids to "The re-deadening" and there's a Killer doll called Baby Button Eyes. Sounds scary as shit is you ask me. I just realized K is gone, and I'm pretty sure she's the only person that reads my blog. Sigh.
Ok, You know when people find there soulmates, and its like instant BOOM. Well, what about when you find your musical Soulmate. I think I found mine, but he's being real annoying when it comes to actually organizing a time when we can play music. Also, he intimidates me. And I told him I liked him. But that was a while ago, I hope he isn't creeped out or something? UGH
ok, I'm taking my L test tomorrow. Wish me luck. I studied real hard. WOOT.
Salut!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Old news, same gross factor.

Morgan Freeman, to Marry his step Granddaughter.
Like, what the fuck please?
Number one, gross. Isn't he like 72, and she's 27? ODD! real odd! 
Number two, shouldn't it me ME he's marrying. 
I joke. I kid. We all know who I Have eyes for. Ok that's not true since I'm in love with practically the species of men.
But I do loves me some Eugene Levy. 
It's the eyebrows.
Is it weird I like eyebrows? I guess maybe his son is closer to my age, and hotter, but Eugene has the charisma? No, stop lying to yourself Kelle, it's weird as fuck. But you can't help it.
Also in line for my heart (if I was... 40) Colin Firth. BABE II PIG IN THE CITY!
Ok. This post needs less estrogen. PLEASE. I killing myself with my hormones.
My mother recently told me all the lovely things I needed per week to balance out my hormones. I graciously let her know that I was already getting most of this stuff. Broccoli, Soy servings (wooot I loves me the soy milk!), 4 glasses of wine (ok, not really, but I'm trying to convince her.), and some others that I can't remember. 
Could I have my brain back please? No? WELL FUCK YOU.
Last night I saved Cass. This encounter is called Bitch City. It's when you get invited somewhere, and there's all this talk thats not including you and you just sit around listening to people talk about something you a) weren't invited to, and b) feel uncomfortable talking about.
I love her dearly, so I got pretty mad on our walk home. Swearing and spitting as we went.
No one should be treated like that
I know. It's happened to me. With the same people. Im boycotting them.
Seriously.
Ok. Rant gone. 
I watched an add for the SPCA, staring Canada's own, Sarah Mclachlan! The last clip from it was a CRYING DOG. So I cried and asked if we could adopt a dog. My mom gave me the eye, and my father ranted about how he was the only one who fed the dog, or walked the dog. But I told him I definitely loved the dog the most. Then I went to give him a hug. He humped me. Gross.
But my puppy is... tragadorable. (tragically adorable) And I love him with all my might. Especially when we watch tv together. Ps, my dog is a lard ass. 
So, the moral of that story is to donate donate donate to your local SPCA. Or ADOPT a dog! If your parents are cooler than mine. Or if you don't live at home. (sigh)
Ew, my coffee is cold. 
This post is useless but thanks for reading it if you did. I hope you comment. Comments make me feel better about myself.
I'm so pathetic.
Salut!

Monday, July 20, 2009

Heels are the New Flats

At least for this shorty. I'm going to start parading around town in heels. I have a few comfortable pairs, so it should all be good.
I wish me mom was home earlier today, so I could have gone to Value Village with K and Cl. It;s getting more difficult as I realize I have multiple friends with the same first letter of their names. For example C and Cl are two different people. C has been my friend for 9 years, Cl and I met this year. C has big sandy colored hair, and Cl has long red hair (which I am very jealous of!!)
Okey Dokey. Last night my Family had a terrific conversation about how much we dislike Dane Cook. Not a funny man. This is not supposed to be mean to all those Dane lovers, it is just a personal opinion. Also Miley Cyrus thinks he's the bomb. LOLOLOL. Ok, My uncle is here now, and I'm worried he's going to start reading this. He looks like Robert DeNiro. HAHAHAHA.
Short post, perhaps I'll fix it later.
PS tonight Im going to watch the bachelorette tonight. I love this show. Jillian kicked Reid off last week. That's not cool. She also says Aboot. and from Calgary? NOT RIGHT.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

(I'm the loserface)

My bad on not updating in a while. sorry followers (lololol cept not since I have none)
I recently went to a concert. It was Death Cab for Cutie with special guests RaRaRiot and The New Pornographers. oh And of course, myself and Lady S. if you clicked on the link, it's a big lol from about 2 years ago. I had a boyfriend at this point. Holy Shit. I'm the one in the hat, sort of still chubby. Laugh at me please. My acting skills have gotten better. I swear.
Anyway, the concert was brilliant. During "I will follow you into the dark." I stood up and held up my lighter and sang my heart out, you know, incase Ben Gibbard was listening for a girls voice. And was looking to, you know, discover someone.
OH! And I saw Harry Potter 6. SOOO good. MUCH MUCH better than the 5th movie. I went (dressed up of course) as Ginny Weasley. rocking my sort of red hair? Ok not really, but in some light... ya. I thoroughly enjoyed it and plan on seeing it again with S. Different S. Man-S.
We baked cookies on Friday, so when I was going to update on Friday, I couldn't because I was busy icing my hand. I was obviously nervous (......) and a cookie slid onto my hand, and the chocolate chip that was al melty and burning from the oven got on my hand and BURNED IT. so painful. I was soo embarrassed, looked pathetic, etc. But he was very sweet and finished up the cookies and put them in the oven and made some more juice in a jar. So sweet. So cute. I think my mom likes him almost as much as I do.... odd. 
Anywho, my uncle is coming over for a few days, so We all have to go watch a movie together and eat chips and pretend we're normal.
I'll update more often, I promise.
Salut!

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

the past couple of days.

Monday night: Friend moved here from Halifax, so we all had to "party". Well I partied so hard, that i ended up taking two cold showers, just to relax. It was pretty fun, and my friend and I decided that we would need to have our own reality tv show. I also remember this one guy snoring like a fucking WILD ANIMAL. Oh dear god, it was terrible. And I said "I'm a rhino" like a million times.
Tuesday night (aka, tonight): I got a free ticket to the opening of "Annie" being performed professionally. My "one" was in it. 
There are no words to describe how I feel about this boy. I hope he never comes across this and thinks I'm crazy or something, but I'm crazy about him. After the show, there were very romantic hugs going on. Sursly. I wanted to kiss him, but with him it's like I dont want it to be stupid, during the day and half awkward. I want it to be romantic, because this boy is super special. Oh no, shoot me in the face, please.
I'm le loser. 
Salut!

Sunday, July 12, 2009

How's the pie?

Baking is how I will spend the 40's of my life. i enjoy doing it now, but I will enjoy it more when I have a family to eat the goodies. 
I'm currently watching The Haunting of Sorority Row. SHIT's GOING DOWN!!
someone just said call the police (on a fucking ghost? lolol)
C's in town in a few minutes woowooo!!! We're gunna chill, and laugh and rock. or something.
Salut!

Some day

Honestly, I don't feel like blogging.
My life is sort of boring, I saw a movie today instead of partying like a normal 16 going on 17 year old. In one year I will be done high school. What the fuck. Major Breakdown.
Maybe one day I will recount how these past couple of days have been treating me, but for the most part it's not entertaining. I miss my friend in Serbtown.
I need a boyfriend who isn't famous and does know I exist. 
I need to be alone right now.
I need a life.
Salt. (n peppa)

Friday, July 10, 2009

Smoke and Steal

HAIIY.
Ok, I just got up, because my mom FREAKED out at me. Haha. It's sort of funny. She's been up since like 8.
I got hardcore ditched last night. A bunch of us were gunna go bowling, so I was like, Imma go home and get socks and money. On my way home they call me and say they have no room for me in the car. So there was no way of me going. So they just went with out me.
Dear K: Remind me to get them back. <3
But that was fine, I just came back and Skype'd with my BFFFFFF C, who is in NEWYORK right now. Look at the picture below, how innocent and matching and lame we were in grade 9. Note out matching watches and pose. And how short and side bangs my hair cut was. This is why I cut my hair myself now.
Still felt crappy, but whatever, at midnight I ate a bagel and watched 3 episodes of Weeds, and an episode of The Secret Diary of a Call Girl. 
Tonight I'm seeing BRUNO. Woo. So stoked. Should be hardcore laughs, and the last time I see D before he vacations until August 22, the same day I get back from camp, and also the day before I leave for London. Alone. GAH. I'm scared of Flying alone. In my dream last night, I was flying alone to LA, for fun I guess, turns out I had nowhere to go/stay. But on the plane I was seated next to no one, and i looked behind me, and P was just sitting there so I was like, get over here and sit next to me, so he did. And we had these trays in front of us filled with little bottles of pills. On the labels of these pills there were titles of movies that we could watch. So i found the new Harry Potter one and took those pills, and so did P. And i started to like hallucinate that it was on my little mini TV screen. SO WEIRD. After a bit of that tomfoolery, we were about to land so I looked out my window, and someone threw a parachute at me, and we all jumped out my window and soar to where ever we pleased. Coincidentally, Me and a bunch of randoms  from my school (some who i really like, others that bother me from time to time) ended up in an old concert hall. And I called home and was like, "Where am I supposed to go?" And then I woke up.
The best part was soaring around in the air and looking at a very colorful California.
Yup, that was my dream. 
And tonight, hopefully will be fun.
Yesterday was only fun when Izy was here, my pal from another shitty town.
And when I got that hat.
kisses.
Salut.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Cute.

Dear Consignment store near where I live, 
Thanks for the adorable vintage hat. 
It rests perfectly atop my head and the veil just slightly hits my eyes. The golden color looks good with the golden tinge to my hair.
And thanks to the nice asian woman who runs the place, she told me that I was a hat person and quite cute. She said I should seriously consider modeling, then I told her that I had to seriously consider growing 7 inches since I am only 5 feet tall. Then we giggled and I purchased the hat.
Love your valued costumer, 
Paper-Fox. 
PS: THIS is great: linklinklinklink

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

sad sad

This is a sad post:
Why do i always hear "I like you." But it tends to be followed by "But I don't see anything happening between us."
I need to get some sleep.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Brownies

Once upon a time there was a tired girl, trying to update her blog but all she could think about was brownies. Brownies are chocolaty and delicious, and she's starving.
I had a pretty good day though, I bought two pairs of pants and a shirt. I'm buying shoes tomorrow. I'm stoked. I watched The Bachelorette today. I hope Jillian picks Reid. SOOOO CUTE.
I hung out with D. and H. I kind of want D, but he's vacationing soon, so I'll have to act quickly. H is a hard core party animal, and he's cool.
Not much else to say, except give your brownies to the Fox.
Salut!

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Sense and Sensibility.

HAHHAHAHAHA Hugh Grant. (I'm a Colin Firth girl myself really...)
Anyway... I'm in a romantic pickle. But I dont think I should share my romantic issues via the interweb. That sounds kind of lame.
I hung out with 3 of my guy friends on Friday, we hung out in my friend J's place, its ballin, has a view of the river, super sweet. We had a few drinks, went to a playground, spat a lot, went on a walk and discussed why women are so complicated.
NEWS STRAIGHT FROM MY FRIEND'S MOUTH: "What the hell Happened to big hips? I love girls with Shape, a figure, Marilyn Monroe was a big girl and she was HOTT!" - "Ya she was fucking hott."
So ladies, stop killing yourself over the 100 calorie oreo packs and embrace your inner sex goddess. I have big hips, I'm chesty, and I'm going to start rocking it. Lol, I'm very white too, and short. ENJOY BEING YOU!
Ok, inspiration over. I think I'm going to start wearing heels, daily. Well, not with everything, but more then just for special occasions. Create my own persona, even though people already know me for just being me. I had no idea that a bunch of people just knew who I was. It's a cause I'm different maybes?
UGH LETS STOP TALKING ABOUT ME!
Who am I kidding, it's a blog.
I need more people to read this, how do I publisize this? Do I pull a topless like Lady Gaga? I love her, she's a babe, and neat.
HEY! I'm going to death cab soon. That's a party.
I want cheeto's, and a movie. TTYL!
Salut.