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!

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)

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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..

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

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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.

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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!

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.

(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.

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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!

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)

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.

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

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.

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.
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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.

I just..

I just cut my own bangs. Not even a big deal since I does it muchly. Muchly is a cute word. I use it when I talk to a boy, that I like, that I've liked, for many years. UGH! So last night... was... badness. You know what's annoying? Not even wanting to be in the presences of a person anyway, but then they show up drunk, to a show?! BLERG. BUT before that happened, I hung out with Sexy man D. and sexy man P. Which was hott. we Walked around downtown and laughed at all the Canadian spirit that was going about. And I ate a nutella crepe. DELSISH! You know who I wanna hang out with, Sexy Man S. (this is a shout-out wiener.) OKEY DOKEY tomorrow, I'm having a jam session. With two of my dude friends. I'll bring my guitar, ukulele and tambourine. God I am super cool. I've also been hanging out with a lot of men. They talk about Porn. MUCHONESS. Also, regarding my most recent post, about Hunter Parrish, He's a babe, and I'm happy he warmed the pants of at least one person that read my blog. I'll see him in my dreams. Maybe I'll see you ;) Let's make-out. Salut.

I HAVE A BOYFRIEND

...And his name is Hunter Parrish.

Star of 'Weeds' and most recently in the Amazing broadway production, 'Spring Awakening.'

Here is some Eye Candy:

I keep having crazy awesome dreams about him. Off to dream land, where we are an item. Watch him find this and never ever want to meet me.

IM NOT THAT HARD ON THE EYES I SWEAR!
Salut!