Showing posts with label Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Me. Show all posts
Friday, April 25, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
Day Six
It's been a total of six days since I first got my eyebrow pierced, and I suppose you're wondering how I feel about it? Whether I regret it? Whether others resent it? So on and so forth. You're asking the simple question: has it been an issue in any way?
Well, let me answer all of those questions and more. First and foremost, the piercing's healing process has been spic-and-span. Haven't even endured the slightest issue thus far. In fact, I've been lucky in this regard. Whilst others can have piercings which continue to bleed and pour puss, mine has still yet to. Even when my brow was first pierced, the piercer (Erin McMahon @ 'Adrenaline' here in Vancouver) said that it indeed bled very little. And even now, I have yet to come across any fresh and/or crusty-dried liquids. Additionally, my brow hardly even swelled.
Having continued the daily cleaning routine (sea-salts and anti-bacterial soap) and continuing to sleep on my back, my piercing has been completely hassle free. My only reminder thus far that it's even in my body (aside from looking at myself in the mirror), is the consistent itch. It started doing this on Tuesday and is obviously a good sign. My piercing is healing not only properly, but at an extremely fast rate. In other words, it's been free sailing.
Impressions:
Ahh yes, the ancient old question. How do others react to a shiny piece of stainless-steel stuck in your face?
Reactions obviously vary from person to person, but the general impression from older people is clear: "bloody adolescent kids". Yup, I'm afraid you'll get that quite often. The fact that my hair is getting reasonably long certainly doesn't help with that image. It's the same old story though. As expected, it doesn't raise too much of a stir with the younger crowd, but the older crowd clearly cannot understand why you'd do this to your body. And what makes the latter strange is the fact that Vancouver is a city which is very strong on the promotion of the so-called 'body art'. Take it from me - Vancouver is full of people sporting body art. Piercings are by no means a rarity, nor are tattoo's. And yet still, some people are baffled.
And for the sake of entertainment, I've got some fine examples of my personal experiences to share. First and foremost though, I must explain that my hair-bangs are quite long. They pretty much cover my forehead, so these experiences are based upon a piercing that is only partially visible.... Oh noes!
One of the more entertaining ventures when was I last visited Safeway. I could see - from the corner of my eye - a woman in a lineup across from me was staring at me... When I turned to look at her, she looked away real fast. I could tell... And when I went up to Safeway customer-service counter to get a pack of Cigarettes (for the old man, naturally), I noticed one of the guys at the counter staring at it. And so it goes on. After a short while, it's easy to tell who's staring at it based upon their reaction when you look back at them. It's kind of humorous actually.
And because the barbell is silver, when you're walking towards a sunny area, the light cannot help but sparkle off the silver. People catch a glimpse of that....and it's like, "what the fuck is that?". And lastly, if a younger kid (let's say 13 years of age) catches glimpse of it, they stare at it in absolute shock and awe.
And of course, this all leads to the final question of: why does one involve themselves in body art? Well of course, everyone's inspiration is different. Some do it to be bold, some to be unique, some to be rebellious and some evidently do it because they have an affection for art. Or perhaps, it's a combination of the above. For myself? I won't lie, I do like the fact that it further gives me an identity. It's something that makes me, me. But of course, I do indeed have a keen appreciation for art and that's exactly what I see my piercing as.
Regrets? Nada. None.
Future Body Art?
You betcha ya. As soon as I got back from Adrenaline this past Saturday, I was already looking on the net for my next piercing. Yep, that's how it is. Addiction.
What's next? Probably an ear piercing of some sort; either an industrial cartilage piercing or a outer-conch cartilage piercing. The trouble with these particular piercings is that they have a long healing process: six months to a year. But I'll probably get one of the two next time around.
Other piercings which I have considered, but have been leary of, have been piercing of the lip and/or tongue. Given the damage these particular items can possibly do the oral region, I am greatly fearful. My mouth is already a world of hurt: chipped away teeth; low enamel levels; receding gums. If my gums were in better shape I wouldn't think twice about getting either.
Tattoo? I think will, albeit long down the road. Already have a few idea, but I ain't spilling the beans just yet!
Well, let me answer all of those questions and more. First and foremost, the piercing's healing process has been spic-and-span. Haven't even endured the slightest issue thus far. In fact, I've been lucky in this regard. Whilst others can have piercings which continue to bleed and pour puss, mine has still yet to. Even when my brow was first pierced, the piercer (Erin McMahon @ 'Adrenaline' here in Vancouver) said that it indeed bled very little. And even now, I have yet to come across any fresh and/or crusty-dried liquids. Additionally, my brow hardly even swelled.Having continued the daily cleaning routine (sea-salts and anti-bacterial soap) and continuing to sleep on my back, my piercing has been completely hassle free. My only reminder thus far that it's even in my body (aside from looking at myself in the mirror), is the consistent itch. It started doing this on Tuesday and is obviously a good sign. My piercing is healing not only properly, but at an extremely fast rate. In other words, it's been free sailing.
Impressions:
Ahh yes, the ancient old question. How do others react to a shiny piece of stainless-steel stuck in your face?
Reactions obviously vary from person to person, but the general impression from older people is clear: "bloody adolescent kids". Yup, I'm afraid you'll get that quite often. The fact that my hair is getting reasonably long certainly doesn't help with that image. It's the same old story though. As expected, it doesn't raise too much of a stir with the younger crowd, but the older crowd clearly cannot understand why you'd do this to your body. And what makes the latter strange is the fact that Vancouver is a city which is very strong on the promotion of the so-called 'body art'. Take it from me - Vancouver is full of people sporting body art. Piercings are by no means a rarity, nor are tattoo's. And yet still, some people are baffled.
And for the sake of entertainment, I've got some fine examples of my personal experiences to share. First and foremost though, I must explain that my hair-bangs are quite long. They pretty much cover my forehead, so these experiences are based upon a piercing that is only partially visible.... Oh noes!
One of the more entertaining ventures when was I last visited Safeway. I could see - from the corner of my eye - a woman in a lineup across from me was staring at me... When I turned to look at her, she looked away real fast. I could tell... And when I went up to Safeway customer-service counter to get a pack of Cigarettes (for the old man, naturally), I noticed one of the guys at the counter staring at it. And so it goes on. After a short while, it's easy to tell who's staring at it based upon their reaction when you look back at them. It's kind of humorous actually.
And because the barbell is silver, when you're walking towards a sunny area, the light cannot help but sparkle off the silver. People catch a glimpse of that....and it's like, "what the fuck is that?". And lastly, if a younger kid (let's say 13 years of age) catches glimpse of it, they stare at it in absolute shock and awe.
And of course, this all leads to the final question of: why does one involve themselves in body art? Well of course, everyone's inspiration is different. Some do it to be bold, some to be unique, some to be rebellious and some evidently do it because they have an affection for art. Or perhaps, it's a combination of the above. For myself? I won't lie, I do like the fact that it further gives me an identity. It's something that makes me, me. But of course, I do indeed have a keen appreciation for art and that's exactly what I see my piercing as.
Regrets? Nada. None.
Future Body Art?
You betcha ya. As soon as I got back from Adrenaline this past Saturday, I was already looking on the net for my next piercing. Yep, that's how it is. Addiction.
What's next? Probably an ear piercing of some sort; either an industrial cartilage piercing or a outer-conch cartilage piercing. The trouble with these particular piercings is that they have a long healing process: six months to a year. But I'll probably get one of the two next time around.
Other piercings which I have considered, but have been leary of, have been piercing of the lip and/or tongue. Given the damage these particular items can possibly do the oral region, I am greatly fearful. My mouth is already a world of hurt: chipped away teeth; low enamel levels; receding gums. If my gums were in better shape I wouldn't think twice about getting either.
Tattoo? I think will, albeit long down the road. Already have a few idea, but I ain't spilling the beans just yet!
Sunday, March 23, 2008
My New Piercing
It happened.
ZERO issues. Hardly bled at all. Best description of the initial piercing: felt like a nail going through my foot.
ZERO issues. Hardly bled at all. Best description of the initial piercing: felt like a nail going through my foot.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Monday, January 7, 2008
Operation Hair Growth
The below two photos were taken 3 to 4 months apart:
My hair's longer now than it has ever been in my life before, and I love it! As I stated some time ago, my current hair style was inspired by a certain male celebrity. But I'm not spilling the beans... You'd probably make fun of me because it's so metro.
:-P
My hair's longer now than it has ever been in my life before, and I love it! As I stated some time ago, my current hair style was inspired by a certain male celebrity. But I'm not spilling the beans... You'd probably make fun of me because it's so metro.
:-P
Saturday, December 22, 2007
My New Watch
Yippe!!! I got myself a new watch today.
Hmm, let's see...The last time that I actually owned (and wore a watch for that matter) was about 4 1/2 years ago. That's no joke either.
The last watch that I owned was an aqua blue-faced FOSSIL with a fantastic polished silver face and metal linkage. I loved it, but very unforuntately had to pawn it off to get some extra cash. After that happened, I promised to myself that I'd never ever buy one ever again at the risk of once again losing it. As I needn't tell anyone, giving something away that you love can be absolutely terrible.
Anyways, as I had recently recieved an Eddie Bauer gift card from my aunt in Calgary (who will probably read this soon enough - thank's auntie!!), I decided that I'd go to EB and pick out something that I really wanted. Thought about getting a wallet, but most of their wallets were rubbish. And then it hit me - "what about a watch"?
Shortly thereafter, I quickly glanced through their selection and noticed the beautiful piece you see at the top of this post. After eyeing it to death, I eventually asked an employee how much the watch was, and he checked the price tag and came back with a figure of $128.00. Though it was more than half the limit of my gift card limit, I just could not resist the opportunity to have this watch. And then and there, I decided that I'd get the watch with the gift card and offset any remaining balance with my own money.
When I went to the cash register, the cashier said the watch was not $128.00, but was on a bargain blowout sale for just $45.00. Yes, just $45.00 and as that was below my gift card limit, I could get the watch without spending any of my own money.
They had a selection of great watches, but most of which were not only too shiny and polished, but ultimately a bit too garish for my taste. In fact, when I look back at my FOSSIL, I can't help but think that it was a bit garish; a bit too flashy and showy.
One of the things that greatly attracted me to this watch was in fact it's old fashioned allure. The watchi t's self a very classy theme to it; most definitely an old fashion look and style - all of which is accentuated by the conventional brown coloured leather strap.
And don't think for one second that because it was "merely" $45.00 that it's cheap in anyway. It's not only well crafted, but has a ton of features - those which include: a digital time readout (in addition to the conventional hands) with the option to use a 24 hour clock; a lap timer and countdown; a date, month and year readout; an alarm clock and last, but certainly not least, a button which activates a green-faced illumantion so that the watch can be read in the dark. It's all top notch, and I couldn't be happier.
Thanks auntie!
Monday, December 10, 2007
"Have You Lost Weight?"
I posted a picture of myself on a forum the another day and a friend remarked, "you've lost weight, right?" To which I replied, "yeah - 30lbs to be exact". And then after I wrote the response, it got me thinking, "wait a minute, it's closer to 40lbs". The exact figure is 37lbs. I'm 37lbs lighter than when I arrived in Vancouver, March of this year.
When you've lost that amount of weight over such a time, it honestly doesn't sink in until someone else notices. You think to yourself: "wow, yeah, I had almost forgot".
Mind you, I do have a few photo's of myself back from March and I can't even bear to look at them. Looks like a different (but better) person
I suppose I hadn't thought about how much of an accomplishment it really is. Yahoo for me?
When you've lost that amount of weight over such a time, it honestly doesn't sink in until someone else notices. You think to yourself: "wow, yeah, I had almost forgot".
Mind you, I do have a few photo's of myself back from March and I can't even bear to look at them. Looks like a different (but better) person
I suppose I hadn't thought about how much of an accomplishment it really is. Yahoo for me?
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
If I Can't Walk & Talk, I'm Fucked
Please take note: I thank Mike Clattenburg and the Trailer Park Boys crew for inspiration of what comes from what is arguably the greatest TPB episode ever: "If I can't Smoke & Swear, I'm Fucked".
Anyhoo, after a some three month hiatus from wearing proper shoes, I finally took the leap and purchased a new pair this past Sunday. Here's a picture:
Anyhoo, after a some three month hiatus from wearing proper shoes, I finally took the leap and purchased a new pair this past Sunday. Here's a picture:
They're made by WindRiver and boast the oh-so-original name of "Quad Comfort". They're damn good shoes though. As I'm more of a classical and conservative person, this style of shoe is exactly what I look for. I love the fact that they have an old school allure to them, and not that new age shiny bullshit look. And may I just take the time to relate that last comment to Ferrari (shiny rubbish) versus Porsche (conservative, tasteful) - give me the Porsche any day.
There is however, one problem with them thus far. And that happens to be the fact that they have not entirely broken in and are ripping my heals to shreds. Uggh... They're starting to break in now, but I've been walking around like a cripple - with the shoes on, of course - for the last three days.
In any event, I'm glad that I finally found a pair of shoes that I not only like, but actually fit! Purchasing a pair of new shoes has always been a terrible experience for me. The first reason being because even though my shoe size maybe 10 1/2, the width of my feet is just insane. Sure, they maybe the right length, but you wouldn't believe how many shoes I've rejected because of the width. The second reason being because of the absurd styles of footwear they peddle off these days. You know those trendy shoes which are extremely pointy and look more fitting on an Elf than a human being? Yeah, well... I hate those things.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Monday, October 29, 2007
100 Votes Collected
Yup, now is the time. But in case you haven't been following my Blog and am wondering what the hell I'm on about, here's the skinny:
I submitted a photo of myself on HororNot.com last Friday, and was waiting until I collected at least 100 votes to post my score. See my two previous posts on the subject here and here.
Anyways, so here's my score.
I'm not sure how the graph works considering the peak is at 5 and the coloured bars have been in constant fluxiation, but my average (or perhaps median?) is 7.6. Whatever the hell it is, I'm pretty happy with the score. I've never considered myself "good looking" by anymeans, but my overall score is much higher than I would have rated myself.
I submitted a photo of myself on HororNot.com last Friday, and was waiting until I collected at least 100 votes to post my score. See my two previous posts on the subject here and here.
Anyways, so here's my score.
I'm not sure how the graph works considering the peak is at 5 and the coloured bars have been in constant fluxiation, but my average (or perhaps median?) is 7.6. Whatever the hell it is, I'm pretty happy with the score. I've never considered myself "good looking" by anymeans, but my overall score is much higher than I would have rated myself.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
74 Votes & Counting
Ahh yes... The photo of myself that I entered on Hotornot.com has now collected 74 votes. Though, as I mentioned before, I'm waiting until I get 100 votes to post my score. Should be a couple of days...
Friday, October 26, 2007
So Then...
Yeah...
Honestly, I cannot think of much to write about at the moment. One of the few things that comes to mind is that last week's episode of Heroes was absolutely kick ass. Other than that, the weather has been very cooperative over the last couple of days - still chilly, but we're getting actual sunshine.
Oh, I've thought of something.... You know that site called "Hot or Not" where you upload a picture of yourself and people from all around the world rate you based on your supposed hotness? Well, I took the fall and uploaded a picture of myself a couple of days ago. So far I've collected some 46 votes and my score is... Nah, I'm not telling you just yet. I'm waiting till I get 100 votes to spill the beans.
Honestly, I cannot think of much to write about at the moment. One of the few things that comes to mind is that last week's episode of Heroes was absolutely kick ass. Other than that, the weather has been very cooperative over the last couple of days - still chilly, but we're getting actual sunshine.
Oh, I've thought of something.... You know that site called "Hot or Not" where you upload a picture of yourself and people from all around the world rate you based on your supposed hotness? Well, I took the fall and uploaded a picture of myself a couple of days ago. So far I've collected some 46 votes and my score is... Nah, I'm not telling you just yet. I'm waiting till I get 100 votes to spill the beans.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Celebrity Look-alikes
According to MyHeritage.com, I have a resemblance to:
My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com. Get one for yourself.
My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com. Get one for yourself.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Blogging
Wow, having just looked through my Blog archive I am almost dumbstruck to find out that I've been blogging for a solid 7 months. I'm amazed because it feels more like 1, maybe 2 months at the most.
Suffice to say, I'm glad that I decided to open a Blog. It gives me a peace of mind, a place where I can say (and talk about) anything I'd like and of course bitch, moan and complain. Additionally, It does well to fill my hours of boredom and, well, it's just exciting to update it because it's mine. Think of it like painting a murial; painting a new section (or writing a new post in this case) is an accomplishment, an occasion. And of course, a personal Blog does well to keep track of my life; seeing what I was thinking, or doing, back in March.
You know, when I started Blogging I was confident that I'd be writing a post per day, but obviously, I was way being far too naive. Shortly thereafter, I decided updating my Blog every two days would be more feasible, and though that worked for a couple of months, I soon found it to be tiring. I eventually realized writing on the basis of interest and time would be best the option and thus explains why some months have 19 posts where as others have 35+.
Though, whether I was writing 5 or 20 posts a month, I soon came to the conclusion that Blogging was an addiction. No doubt about it. Blogging is like playing a great video game; you just want more and more. And after a month of screwing around with my personal Blog, I opened one devoted to another great interest of mine, Kate Beckinsale. And following that I opened "The Speed Barrier" (in July) and just recently (in September), "Celebrity Pix World".
I must admit though, if there is any downside to having multiple Blogs, it's that it requires a great deal of dedication, time and work. People often fall into the Blogging trend without realizing such. Browsing around, you're guaranteed to stumble upon more than a few Blogs which have just 1 or 2 posts before it's owner decided it was too much work to update it. I definitely understand it though... As I mentioned some time last week, there is a strong possibility that I will be closing "Celebrity Pix World" due to insufficient time. Make no mistake, I knew It'd be hard work from the beginning, but thought I'd give it a go anyways.
Again, those Blogs are:
"Celebrity Pix World"
"The Speed Barrier"
KateBecks
And of course, the one you are now reading.
Blogging is just great. Though I must admit I never would have started one without the help of a friend. I have my friend James to thank for the inspiration for opening this Blog. Without him and his Blog, tis never would have happened. Thanks James! =)
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Oh, and by the way, a new episode of Heroes is on tonight. Cannot Effing wait.
Meanwhile, the new season of BBC's Top Gear started last night and I of course watched it. What a fantastic episode, and more in lines with the "old-school" Top Gear. Nice work boys.
Over and out.
Suffice to say, I'm glad that I decided to open a Blog. It gives me a peace of mind, a place where I can say (and talk about) anything I'd like and of course bitch, moan and complain. Additionally, It does well to fill my hours of boredom and, well, it's just exciting to update it because it's mine. Think of it like painting a murial; painting a new section (or writing a new post in this case) is an accomplishment, an occasion. And of course, a personal Blog does well to keep track of my life; seeing what I was thinking, or doing, back in March.
You know, when I started Blogging I was confident that I'd be writing a post per day, but obviously, I was way being far too naive. Shortly thereafter, I decided updating my Blog every two days would be more feasible, and though that worked for a couple of months, I soon found it to be tiring. I eventually realized writing on the basis of interest and time would be best the option and thus explains why some months have 19 posts where as others have 35+.
Though, whether I was writing 5 or 20 posts a month, I soon came to the conclusion that Blogging was an addiction. No doubt about it. Blogging is like playing a great video game; you just want more and more. And after a month of screwing around with my personal Blog, I opened one devoted to another great interest of mine, Kate Beckinsale. And following that I opened "The Speed Barrier" (in July) and just recently (in September), "Celebrity Pix World".
I must admit though, if there is any downside to having multiple Blogs, it's that it requires a great deal of dedication, time and work. People often fall into the Blogging trend without realizing such. Browsing around, you're guaranteed to stumble upon more than a few Blogs which have just 1 or 2 posts before it's owner decided it was too much work to update it. I definitely understand it though... As I mentioned some time last week, there is a strong possibility that I will be closing "Celebrity Pix World" due to insufficient time. Make no mistake, I knew It'd be hard work from the beginning, but thought I'd give it a go anyways.
Again, those Blogs are:
"Celebrity Pix World"
"The Speed Barrier"
KateBecks
And of course, the one you are now reading.
Blogging is just great. Though I must admit I never would have started one without the help of a friend. I have my friend James to thank for the inspiration for opening this Blog. Without him and his Blog, tis never would have happened. Thanks James! =)
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Oh, and by the way, a new episode of Heroes is on tonight. Cannot Effing wait.
Meanwhile, the new season of BBC's Top Gear started last night and I of course watched it. What a fantastic episode, and more in lines with the "old-school" Top Gear. Nice work boys.
Over and out.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
A Little Bit Different
A little bit different - that in contrast with others my age, is what I am.
You know, it had occurred to me before, but in the general society of status I ain't the typical teenager/young adult that most are.
Having visited a Safeway commonly swamped by both University and High School students earlier today and having the displeasure of viewing of how my generation both looks and acts, I can safely say that I'm not the typical, partying drunkard with few responsibilities and less brain cells than a brick. Sorry If I sound, hmm, Ignorant? Perhaps Arrogant?
Call me what you will, but I couldn't care. Through my school years I had so many friends, but as I've gotten older I think I'd say that I now have a great deal less than I ever had before. The first and foremost reason would be because of my constant relocating across the provinces (and countries for that matter), but the second reason would be because of who I am.
You see, rather than partying and acting like an idiot through out my teenage years, I've spent a great deal of those years maturing, becoming smarter and, well, putting on my bravest face (thanks Neil Peart). Even when I was a few years younger than I am now, I could never take part in the stupid activities which are expected of my age group. And I suppose much of that can be attributed to my experiences in my mid teenage years where I was subjected to a life style which most are completely unfamiliar with.
In short, I matured a hell of a lot quicker than most young adults; actually, didn't have much else of a choice. And I know that It's evident in the way I act and present myself to others.
For instance, I've never really gained a whole lot of attention from the all-out hot girls, but I don't believe that's because I'm ugly per se, but rather because of the way I present myself. I don't dress or look my age; rather than sporting an all-out "emo" haircut and a 5-o-clock shadow with the addition of a pair of pre-ripped $100 jeans, square tipped shoes, and an awful lime green T-shirt with a skate-board company logo on it, I dress myself with a pair of simple blue jeans and a check t-shirt. I'm all conservative and I wear such an ensemble 99% of time. So then, it's clear that I don't dress nor act like most my age. Don't get me wrong, I do believe that I get a fair share of attention from girls, but I also believe that my presentation has a tendency to turn away an equal number of them. I'm not sporty, I'm not hip, nor all that cool. I'm about as plain as an unsalted cracker.
Additionally, my maturity means that I have a far different mentality and outlook on life than most others my age. I mean c'mon, how many others do you know - of any age actually - that think that: Ipod's are rubbish; that "new-age" music is dribble. Or how about someone who has neither a cell phone or cable television?
And in the end, it makes me somewhat of a social out-cast. It makes you all that little bit more picky; it means trying to have conversations with people who you don't deem to be intelligent all that harder, and it means finding a girlfriend is considerably tougher.
But you know what? I am glad to be a supposed "out-cast". I am proud of who I am. I never tried to be anything more than who I am - I've never tried to be someone else to impressive another.
You know, it had occurred to me before, but in the general society of status I ain't the typical teenager/young adult that most are.
Having visited a Safeway commonly swamped by both University and High School students earlier today and having the displeasure of viewing of how my generation both looks and acts, I can safely say that I'm not the typical, partying drunkard with few responsibilities and less brain cells than a brick. Sorry If I sound, hmm, Ignorant? Perhaps Arrogant?
Call me what you will, but I couldn't care. Through my school years I had so many friends, but as I've gotten older I think I'd say that I now have a great deal less than I ever had before. The first and foremost reason would be because of my constant relocating across the provinces (and countries for that matter), but the second reason would be because of who I am.
You see, rather than partying and acting like an idiot through out my teenage years, I've spent a great deal of those years maturing, becoming smarter and, well, putting on my bravest face (thanks Neil Peart). Even when I was a few years younger than I am now, I could never take part in the stupid activities which are expected of my age group. And I suppose much of that can be attributed to my experiences in my mid teenage years where I was subjected to a life style which most are completely unfamiliar with.
In short, I matured a hell of a lot quicker than most young adults; actually, didn't have much else of a choice. And I know that It's evident in the way I act and present myself to others.
For instance, I've never really gained a whole lot of attention from the all-out hot girls, but I don't believe that's because I'm ugly per se, but rather because of the way I present myself. I don't dress or look my age; rather than sporting an all-out "emo" haircut and a 5-o-clock shadow with the addition of a pair of pre-ripped $100 jeans, square tipped shoes, and an awful lime green T-shirt with a skate-board company logo on it, I dress myself with a pair of simple blue jeans and a check t-shirt. I'm all conservative and I wear such an ensemble 99% of time. So then, it's clear that I don't dress nor act like most my age. Don't get me wrong, I do believe that I get a fair share of attention from girls, but I also believe that my presentation has a tendency to turn away an equal number of them. I'm not sporty, I'm not hip, nor all that cool. I'm about as plain as an unsalted cracker.
Additionally, my maturity means that I have a far different mentality and outlook on life than most others my age. I mean c'mon, how many others do you know - of any age actually - that think that: Ipod's are rubbish; that "new-age" music is dribble. Or how about someone who has neither a cell phone or cable television?
And in the end, it makes me somewhat of a social out-cast. It makes you all that little bit more picky; it means trying to have conversations with people who you don't deem to be intelligent all that harder, and it means finding a girlfriend is considerably tougher.
But you know what? I am glad to be a supposed "out-cast". I am proud of who I am. I never tried to be anything more than who I am - I've never tried to be someone else to impressive another.
Monday, September 24, 2007
2:14 PM
Hell yeah! I'm listening to the Barenaked Ladies as of this moment and am loving every moment of it.
I've always loved these guys because they're innovative, unique, quirky and of course, Canadian. Their music is so entertaining. and I can never get enough of their lyrics. If you want a boat-load of metaphors and a meaningful message from someone here in the Great White North you'd be best to stay with Neil Peart, but if you want lyrics that are quirky, odd and above all else, fun, then the BNL are the guys to check out.
Allow me to share some of my favourite lyrics:
From "It's All Been Done"
"Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night
Will I see you on The Price Is Right?
Will I cry? Will I smile?
As you run down the aisle?"
From "Be My Yoko Ono"
I know that when I say this,
I may be stepping on pins and needles;
But I don't like all these people
slagging her for breaking up the Beatles.
(Don't blame it on Yokey)
if I was John and you were Yoko,
I would gladly give up musical genius,
just to have you as my very own, personal Venus.
(Hit it)
From "One Week"
Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'
Watchin' X-Files with no lights on
We're dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man's in this one
Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic
Like Sting I'm tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Meanwhile, I am proud to say that I've lost 2lbs over the last two weeks. I know that it doesn't sound like a whole lot, but it's pretty good considering this is a result of increased daily activity and a slight change in my daily food consumption. I've been eating a lot of pre-packaged subway sandwiches from Safeway over the last couple of weeks And not only are they reasonably priced, but they taste great.
Tonight shall be entertaining though. After a hiatus of junk food, I'm a gonna get some cookies... I'm already lusting for them.
Oh and btw, I finished watching the first season of Heroes earlier today. I don't want to say anything for those who haven't seen the finale of the first season, but whoa! Eagerly awaiting season two!
I've always loved these guys because they're innovative, unique, quirky and of course, Canadian. Their music is so entertaining. and I can never get enough of their lyrics. If you want a boat-load of metaphors and a meaningful message from someone here in the Great White North you'd be best to stay with Neil Peart, but if you want lyrics that are quirky, odd and above all else, fun, then the BNL are the guys to check out.
Allow me to share some of my favourite lyrics:
From "It's All Been Done"
"Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night
Will I see you on The Price Is Right?
Will I cry? Will I smile?
As you run down the aisle?"
From "Be My Yoko Ono"
I know that when I say this,
I may be stepping on pins and needles;
But I don't like all these people
slagging her for breaking up the Beatles.
(Don't blame it on Yokey)
if I was John and you were Yoko,
I would gladly give up musical genius,
just to have you as my very own, personal Venus.
(Hit it)
From "One Week"
Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'
Watchin' X-Files with no lights on
We're dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man's in this one
Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic
Like Sting I'm tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Meanwhile, I am proud to say that I've lost 2lbs over the last two weeks. I know that it doesn't sound like a whole lot, but it's pretty good considering this is a result of increased daily activity and a slight change in my daily food consumption. I've been eating a lot of pre-packaged subway sandwiches from Safeway over the last couple of weeks And not only are they reasonably priced, but they taste great.
Tonight shall be entertaining though. After a hiatus of junk food, I'm a gonna get some cookies... I'm already lusting for them.
Oh and btw, I finished watching the first season of Heroes earlier today. I don't want to say anything for those who haven't seen the finale of the first season, but whoa! Eagerly awaiting season two!
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Hair Cut (finally)
After a two and a half month hiatus, I finally got a hair cut earlier today. Man, I feel shamed because my hair was ultra long and thick - think Robert Redford through out the 70's; something which not coincidentally I inherited from my father. And thus means I was, well, ultra cool... not
Anyhow, since my arrival here in Vancouver (some 7 months ago) I've only had two hair cuts and that's pretty darn good if you think about it. Good cuts they are, although insanely expensive at $32 per head. Yep, that's right - welcome to Vancouver.
Anyhow, since my arrival here in Vancouver (some 7 months ago) I've only had two hair cuts and that's pretty darn good if you think about it. Good cuts they are, although insanely expensive at $32 per head. Yep, that's right - welcome to Vancouver.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Night Life
It's no secret that "night life" amongst people my age is a big trend. Most young adults/teenagers love the night life as it offers a sense of rebellion with the opportunity to party, drink alcoholic beverages, use drugs and have sex. After all, what else could be better than all of that?
Well, perhaps I'm alone in this regard, but I absolutely hate this so called "night life". I don't like night clubs because they most usually amounts to that of a cesspool. Uggh... It makes me sick thinking about it. And as I have yet to use any drugs or even get drunk, such activities make very little sense to me.
And it's not like it lasts two hours either, oh no, instead it lasts all night long. All night meaning 10-11 PM to 3-4 AM. I've pulled hours like that a few times before and every time I do, I feel reminiscent of a corpse. And I hate that. I cannot understand how people can continue such activities for weeks in while properly maintaining their school work and above all else, feel good.
Additonally, I dislike night life because I dislike the night it's self. I don't like walking in the night, nor do I like driving in the night. Too clausterphobic with all those bright lights, not enough visibility.
P.S. - My "Different Stages" CD has yet to arrive! I can only hope that today is the day.
Well, perhaps I'm alone in this regard, but I absolutely hate this so called "night life". I don't like night clubs because they most usually amounts to that of a cesspool. Uggh... It makes me sick thinking about it. And as I have yet to use any drugs or even get drunk, such activities make very little sense to me.
And it's not like it lasts two hours either, oh no, instead it lasts all night long. All night meaning 10-11 PM to 3-4 AM. I've pulled hours like that a few times before and every time I do, I feel reminiscent of a corpse. And I hate that. I cannot understand how people can continue such activities for weeks in while properly maintaining their school work and above all else, feel good.
Additonally, I dislike night life because I dislike the night it's self. I don't like walking in the night, nor do I like driving in the night. Too clausterphobic with all those bright lights, not enough visibility.
P.S. - My "Different Stages" CD has yet to arrive! I can only hope that today is the day.
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