Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts

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,

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!

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

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!

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!