So You Think You Can Sing?

Admit it. You sit in front of your computers, listening to music, in the privacy of your own homes and pretend you're a Backstreet Boy. Or The Game (and confuse yourself for Young Buck?). Mariah Carey's probably been done a ton of times. And admit it. Sometimes you feel the urge to be Mike Jones.

How do I know this? Because I find the above ridiculousness all over the internet. This is just a sample of what I've seen. Everyone knows about those UCSD kids who actually go all out and make a whole music video of lipsynching (can't remember the website). I have a whole whack of similar shit taking up valuable space on my computer that I'm too lazy to delete (and similarly can't find the heart to get rid of!). I'm sure everyone who's reading this right now, I've sent them to you over the years (remember the RKelly Asians? I can't listen to "Ignition" without thinking of those geeky asians).

What's my point? I encourage you to dust off your webcams and lipsynch to your favourite artists! And then send them to me so I can upload them for the world to see! Insta-fame!

And whatever happened to the summer we planned to make a video ourselves, of Blackstreet's "Yo Diggity"? We need to get our asses a camera.

Let's face it, people. 90% of us lack the talent, looks, money to make it in showbiz. This is the next best thing! Fame on the internet! It's this generation's "get-rich-quick scheme" to becoming famous. You think Paris Hilton would still be famous if we didn't see her sex tape all over the net? Pah. The Simple Life sure as hell wouldn't have done it.

P.S. Watch that second video link. The future of our people, ladies and gentlemen. The tinfoil bit is priceless (sadly enough, I've seen a couple kids do this)

An Eventful Friday Evening: Part II

Scroll down to the last entry for Part I.

So in case you were wondering, somehow SOMEHOW, Mel and I made the party. And I'm so glad I ended up going because it was fun. I just love themed parties and I loved how people actually got involved, and that surprised me. Nowadays there's just too many cynnical people around that think they're too cool to dress up and let themselves have fun.

I also loved everyone's costumes. They weren't as half-assed as I would've expected!

^Slutty Angel and her spunky sidekick, Bat Girl

^Oh, Konrad, stay away from the carbs! (w/ Mel)

^Is that the Tin Man from The Wizard of Oz? No! It's a Sean the Beer Keg!

^Cat and Slutty Schoolgirl Whitney

^Satanic Justin (those are actually Super Glued on!)

^Julius Caesar. "Roman Senator" Jeff corrected me.

^Omg! It's Rainbow Brite! (at first I thought this was just a bad ouftit, but after I realized who she was I thought it was pretty awesome)

^An example of the shannanigans we girls put up with

^One lucky Satan

^Satan and Slutty Angel, now there's a pair that should sit on your shoulders

And these are all the pictures I had on my camera. I look forward to exchanging with others from the party because this is what I could get since I arrived so late. I heard someone actually showed up as a penis. If anyone has that picture, you better send it to me!

In the pictures, you can't tell, but that halo is actually round. It was kinda too big for my head and just hung on. Looks like I'm just wearing Christmas garland, huh? Well it's actually Christmas garland and wire coat hanger. Boo-yah! And a special thanks to Sarah for lending me her angel wings, even though it wasn't really noticeable. Next time, I'm gonna find one of those big feather wings. Like in the Victoria Secret fashion shows! Hey...that gives me an idea for next year's costume...

An Eventful Friday Evening: Part I

Fuck.

It's (not) funny how weird things just keep happening to me out of nowhere, especially this week. It's like all these bad things keep happening to me as a way for the universe to balance itself out. I hope it's having a blast doing it. Fuck,fuck, fuck.

It's almost 5am now, and I want to go to bed, so I'll try to quickly rewite Part I of my particularly eventful evening.

All day I was scrambling to get my costume ready for Whitney's halloween party. The dilemma of the week was deciding what to be, which was narrowed down to slutty angel or a Pussycat Doll. It was finally decided that I should be an angel. I couldn't find my wings so off I trooped to Square One (which by the way is completely useless when trying to find anything at the last minute) and the Buck or Two near my house. All that was in vain, because Sarah ended up lending me her wings (after I bought some teeny tiny ones for a whopping $2). Mel and I were trying to dream up some costumes, less than 5 hours to the party. Luckily I managed to find her a costume (less than $1!!) and it was all settled. And then, this is where the weird, messed up part of my life comes in.

It all started at dinnertime. We were eating crabs and my mom somehow got a piece of shell lodged in her throat. She tried to gag it out, which I think made it worse and cut her throat. Off the to Emergency Room we went.

In 4.5 hours, I managed to curse to myself bout where our tax dollars are going. Certainly not towards the hospitals. Especially not towards the Emergency Room ward. I somehow managed to entertain myself as I waited in the car in the 10-minute zone (too cheap and lazy to actually pay and park because we didn't know how long we'd be there) with the radio and people-watching. A couple of my observations:

• I happened to be parked in plain view of the garage where all the EMS trucks go from their deliveries. In the time I was there, 7 trucks came in. Like, half of them were seniors.
• A middle-aged man in a wheelchair sat outside, next to a No Smoking sign, with a loud radio in his lap for more than an hour. What the fuck. Makes me wonder if our tax dollars also help those with smoking-related health-issues. And if so, fuck I want my money back.
• I saw a woman in labour and that was probably the scariest thing I've seen in my life. I thought she was impaled with something in her body at first because of the wailing but, no. It was her contractions. Oh dear god, I'm never having children naturally. Fuck that shit. She looked like she was in the worst pain imaginable. And apparently it is. Yeah, I'm going Angelina Jolie-styles.
• An inmate was brought in, shackled and orange suit and everything! I really wanted to know what his story was. It was funny that they had a seperate waiting room for him. It was him and this other guy in handcuffs in this room.
• I was gazing at an aquarium and noticed a fish constantly swimming upside down. I thought that was odd, because aren't fishing swimming upside down dying?

Despite my attempts to stay in the car, and run back to the car every 10-minutes from seeking the warmth in the hopsital, I still managed to get myself a parking ticket. Bah.

As the hours were ticking by, it looked like I wouldn't be able to make the party. Which was such a shame. All that energy and time gone to waste.

We finally left the hospital at 1:15 am! However, the party was still on and I was determined to go.

Alright off to bed. G'nite.

Calling all fellow Fashionistas and Frugalistas...

In the recent issue of InStyle there was this luscious looking kimono top that I can't stop thinking about: I actually have a kimono top similar (but different colour) and an obi belt. However, the kimono is too big to wear as a top and it needs to be taken in a little. My question to the public is a.) does anyone know a good, yet cheap, tailor? I'm willing to alter the kimono, but I also need someone good because it's silk and it was a gift, and b.) does anyone know where I can find other kimono tops? I'm dying to pair this outfit with wifebeaters and jeans! Arggh!

Ever had one of those times where you study like a madman for your Negotiations and Medation midterm and you frantically try and condense two chapters written in incomprehensible English in one night, only to find out the next morning (around 8am) that the exam is open book and all the questions are taken out of another book? Yeah. Don't you hate it when that happens? Happened to me today. To top it off the midterm was FREAKING EASY, literally 10 questions. Needless to say, I got 90% (goddamn trick questions!) and I was exhausted, not because it was an 8am midterm, but from all the useless(?) information about mediation and negotiating deals I crammed in my head for the last 48 hours. *sigh.

At least I got another exam out of the way, and one less exam to worry about how I did.

Oh, btw. This is a notice to those with impending court dates for their traffic tickets: police officers will now be required to attend trials. So, no more relying on the "he probably won't show up" comfort. Sorry, guys. Sorry, Nam.

Sleigh bell rings, can you hear them?

Today I feel accomplished. I had brunch with the girls at Moxie's (mmm banana pancakes!), had a mini-makeover at the Lancome makeup counter (made off with some goodies) and did some 3-hour studying at the library. Yep, I've got it together.

I was walking through the mall and I realized I've got to start Christmas shopping soon. I can't believe we're nearing the end of October already and heading into November! The school semester is almost half done! Yikes. Where did time fly?

Actually I can't wait for the semester to end. Not that it was a bad semester (yet) but I look forward to the holidays: dinners with friends, snowboarding, ski/board getaway in Waterloo, unscheduled holiday surprises...

I'm not usually too crazy about the snow and cold weather here in the tropical trenches of Canada but I think this year I'll be a little less bitter about the weather. Although I still love the summer blistering heat, I'll give Old Man Winter weather a chance. Afterall, I resolved to be a less bitter, right?

Speaking of my resolutions I made at the end of the summer, let's see how I've faired..

-have a more positive outlook on life and just everything in general check (at least I'm trying to)

-don't sweat the small stuff check (I've actually learned to not care about alot of things including things I should be caring about)

-budget better >_< umm...can I justify spending $40 on makeup?

-don't take on responsibilities you know will bite you in the ass later on down the line, let other ppl do it (like planning trips!) check (somewhat)

-travel more (alot of places I really wanna travel to are either being bombed, flooded or terrorized) haven't had time yet, we'll see.

-less 'tude, more dude check (I hope)

-study harder (yeah, I threw that one in cuz I always say that although it never works) hmm, we'll see, so far so good so: 1/2 check

-be more independent, generous and a good role model check (a little here, a little there)

I also want to add "be an advocate" and "make an attempt to exercise". Yours truly is packing on the bulge, ever since Thanksgiving.

Okay time to make myself scarce.