Thursday, October 05, 2006

Voting is for suckers.

So yesterday was, Meagan's 18th birthday! WOWZA. That is always superrrr fun.

There was lots and lots of food, and a beautiful cake (created by Robyn!), presents galore and dancing.

After we stuffed our faces and danced to Robyn's cool CD, we went upstairs and took a nap. We also did Meagan's hair and make-up and I cannot believe I didn't get a picture. It was awesomeeee.

I bought Meagan a really cool unicorn lamp, but the best present of the evening was given by both Robyn and I. We recreated the "G'night my treasure" picture frame, seen here for your viewing pleasure. :)









Overall it was one of the best birthday parties EVA' (with maybe the exception of Kylie's birthday weekend this year). It seems that eighteenth birthdays are the way to go!

But this reminds me of that saying I heard somewhere, "Friendship is the golden thread that ties our hearts together." HAH. :D

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Ticket for sale.

ANYONE WANTING OR KNOWS OF SOMEONE WANTING TO GO TO JOSEPH AND THE TECHNICOLOUR DREAMCOAT, LEAVE A COMMENT.


I have one ticket, front row center, Thursday night. Someone, anyone, buy it please.

Message behind the music.

Tonight I had a conversation with Robert about lyrics. Their words, their meanings.

There's a big difference between quality and crappy lyrics. Let's see if you can pick out which is more "significant" in the real world.

The movie ran through me
The glamour subdue me
The tabloid untie me
I'm empty please fill me
Mister anchor assure me
That Baghdad is burning
Your voice it is so soothing
That cunning mantra of killing
I need you my witness
To dress this up so bloodless
To numb me and purge me now
Of thoughts of blaming you
Yes the car is our wheelchair
My witness your coughing
Oily silence mocks the legless
Those who travel now in coffins


Everybody look at me, me
I walk in the door you start screaming
Come on everybody what chu here for?
Move your body around like a nympho
Everybody get your necks to crack around
All you crazy people come on jump around
I want to see you all on your knees, knees
You either want to be with me, or be me!

Now, what lyrics are more meaningful? I guess it depends on your perspective. I know the majority of people would rather sing along with Nelly Furtado's "Maneater". Most teenagers probably don't know what Rage Against the Machine is even talking about in "Testify".

But seriously, what kind of world are we? We are the kind of world that turns a blind eye to the suffering and destruction around us. Now I can hear the people now "I read the newspaper! I know about the war, the famine, the genocides!"

I don't know about you but I'm not doing anything about it.

And I know. We're teenagers. We're not severely wealthy. We live in Newfoundland. We have lives, friends, studies, obligations.

But when is this going to stop? Who's going to put a stop to it if we won't?

Stolen from Matthew Good, a comment someone left on his website that pretty much inspired this whole thought of mine:

“…if this was another decade, there would be riots in the streets. I guess our rebellious youth are waiting for the revolution to be streamed on Youtube first.”

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Double take.

Two posts in the span of one hour, aren't we fruitful.

I figured I should just get it out there and explain today's happenings as well. Woke up. Worked. Ate. Picked up Robert. Went to the library. Semi-worked. Joined by Meagan. Failed work ethic.

After Rob and I went to the mall and I picked up. . . A Yeah Yeah Yeah's CD! I am super pumped and the songs are all wicked. <3 for Karen O.


Tonight I was invited out to a girl's night at Heidi's! I was very honoured and ended up having a blast. We watched Monster-in-Law and ate lots of junkfood. Boys ended up crashing our shin-dig, but we retaliated by breaking out the Dance Dance Revolution. Burn!

I had a wicked time and once again had an epiphany. I am soooo blessed to have such a structured group of friends, there is always someone there for me, all I have to do is look! I take for granted that I have people to laugh with, bitch with, chat to, smile at, sniffle with, study with and become a grown-up with. So blessed.

So next time you're feeling sorry for yourself, sulking in a pit of despair, take a look around. At least you're not cleaning tables in a food court.

Saturday, September 30, 2006

In secret we met, in silence I grieve.

So the last few days seemed to be just a constant amount of f-u-n, which of course makes me feel guilty as heck. School dominates.

Spent sometime with the McWhitesons's and Rob earlier the week. Want to know what happened? Let the pictures tell their story.





Friday nights I usually pick up some Big Bite and head over to the McW's before supper. This Friday however, I surprised them with cooked real food! It was all quite exciting and I discovered that everyone loves lemon meringue pie. Meagan really loves stuffing.

We had planned on going to SASF, but my boredom with scavenger hunts and my guilt of being a good friend led us to the movies. We saw Last Kiss (another Zach Braff creation, aka Garden State guy). The movie was so thought provoking. It was all about relationships and managed to showcase adultery in the non-standard way. It killed me.




(Check out that stuffing in mid-air, classic photo)

We also went to the arcade! Robert tried to pwn the punching game. You can judge whether he succeeded or not. I managed to get enough tickets for three caramel candies and Meagan got three pixie sticks. Yum, ten dollar candy. Oh, DDR fans are psychotic.

Afterwards we went back "home" and tried to make snow cones. Now I remember why Holly and I only used the machine once. I'll let the pictures do the talking again.






In secret we met—
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.