summer dayz

My favourite summer EVER was the summer of 2008. It's when I really found my friends. It was the summer of new things, new emotions, new friends, new everything.

Last summer wasn't as great as summer 08........ for a variety of reasons. I was basically MIA from my school friends, my grandpa died, and it was productive in spending about 3/4 of it becoming a lifeguard. The true highlight of that summer was my nyc trip, and of course the very last day of summer spent with my friends of many years.

This summer, I resolve to be extremely productive. Not in the work sense, per se, but more in maintaining my relationshps with other people and developing and exploring new skills and talents for myself. I want to build an ultimate wardrobe for the school year, make use of my canvas and oil paints, sketch a LOT, seal in my musical taste (everyone i know's itunes library puts mine to SHAME) and just try to get out of the house every day.


Here we go.

words of wisdom

summer jammin

i'm not usually one to listen to pop music anymore but ALL THESE SUMMER SONGS ARE RIDICULOUSLY CATCHY!!!

celebrity sighting #2

On the bus with friends from kits beach yesterday and saw this girl on the #22!!!!
I didn't recognize her but my friends, who watched Canada's next top model did. And heeey she's a celebrity right? :) I can cross that off my list now!!!
What struck me the most about her wasn't her beauty.... but also the fact that she was extremely nice!
She DEFINITELY looks different from her studio shots on the website than in real life..... but if you ask me...... though maybe not as perfect looking, she's just as, if not more, beautiful.

different city every night

travie mccoy has the most beautiful voice ever!!!!!!!! (besides john legend).



wish i could sing.



and just discovered this guy WHO WROTE HIS OWN VERSES!!!!!! <3333

because quotes about swimming can apply to everyone's lives

“For myself, losing is not coming second. It’s getting out of the water knowing you could have done better. For myself, I have won every race I’ve been in.”
Ian Thorpe

"I am not going to allow myself not to perform well just because I don't feel well. I am bulletproof to the extent that a lot of things can be thrown at me, but it's about how much I am prepared to let them affect me".
Ian Thorpe

as of late

study study study study.
pretend its summer for an hour or two
study study study
swim swim study swim swim swim
work
study study study


this summer/swim season/report card better be REALLY GOOD

more intelligent post later......... i'm saving up all my creative energy for the english exam tomorrow.

another one of those beauty reviews

I'm not one to write beauty review articles but this one i couldn't pass up the chance.............



bare escentuals prime time oil control primer


must say........ I never really hopped on the primer bandwagon until now. with the warm weather coming along, i must say i have the shiniest/grossest/oiliest skin in the WORLD.......... meaning breakouts, melted makeup, etccccc

so i go to sephora and am looking around and i find the "best of" primers and stuff. and this one stands out. oil control? whaaaaaat I definitely need that, i thought to myself, and headed to the cash register and handed over my $29.09 (incl tax) semi-reluctantly.

Needless to say, I'm not dissapointed. I've tried EVERYTHING to make my skin less oily. I've gone the benzyl peroxide 5 + % route, the granola route (HELLO baking soda and toothpaste face masks @ night), the makeup route (resulting in layers upon layers upon layers of cakefaced-ness), the bandaid route (meaning i buy those $6 oily face sheets) and this has been BY FAR the best solution.

I used to use those clean n clear sheets multiple times daily....... like at least 1 or 2 per day....... and since I've started using this primer, I've only used 1 or 2 IN TOTAL!!! (and i bought this like 2 weeks ago).

So now you've got a happy girl with happier skin.


Ahhh, the wonders of modern science.

"the year is yours"

I've said it a million times before, but I'll say it again : the year FLEW BY!!!!!

Hard to believe that in 3 months (-2 days) today I'll be entering grade 12 with 99 (give or take) wonderful people. It's our year guys, let's do it. GRAD XI

But for now.........................

congratulations to the grads of 2010!!! You will be missed!

"we accept the love we think we deserve"

"Whatever amount you put into something is what you get out of it." Never have I heard a phrase in which I could agree AND disagree with more.

The agree side: Effort always counts for something. You want to win the game? You wanna learn how to dunk/do a triple axel/swim a 29sec 50 free? You gotta train your ass of for it. Cause you're not going to get there simply with luck and/or talent. Someone out there is always gonna be more talented than you, so it's up to you to work harder than anyone else because THAT is something you CAN control. Even in retreats, school, et cetera, the amount of work/time/effort you put into something is almost always reciprocated. It's common knowledge for the most part.

The disagree side: I've been in points in my life when the getting something out of the effort you put in is complete and utter BS!!!!! No matter how hard I try to be good at basketball, I'll never be as good as the 6'2 girl who works as hard as me just cause she has the natural advantage. Time and time again, I've put too much effort/time/$/thought into relationships with people in my life and it definitely doesn't come back to me the way I want it to.

The bottom line: No matter how much time/effort/$/etc you put into something, you need to evaluate for YOURSELF what you think you deserve. Though God tries his best, He's got 6 billion people to watch over, and its easy to overlook people, esp. when they don't look out for themselves.
So when something amazing happens to you, don't be afraid to be happy. If you worked for it, if you spent time thinking about it, ride the high. Acknowledge you deserve it, otherwise it'll be gone in a snap and you'll be stuck settling for much less than you really should.

high society

Amazing week, beautiful people, good company. Can't get better than this. Unbelieveably excited for senior year.

"you had me at homemade cookies"

In a world like the one we live in, it's super easy to "go big or go home". Don't want a small coke with your Big Mac? Supersize. Are carnations just not enough for your special someone? For $20 more, get them a dozen deluxe roses. After all, why get the store-bought sheet birthday cake when you can get the molten chocolate lava cake with mascarpone and strawberry coulis? (most AMAZING dessert ever btw).

Sure, those amazing things are ....... well, amazing, but sometimes, it really is the thought that counts. I'd much rather recieve a dozen homemade cookies, which take hours (and possibly hours of mistakes LOL) from a friend than some gourmet thing i only get to enjoy once. I'd prefer my favourite flower over a dozen roses any day, just because it shows that you took the time to listen to me and actually put an effort in remembering what I like instead of my just being another present to purchase. And I mean................. homemade cookies always top store bought. Every time.

a break from homework

As i step back from the gigantic mountain that rivals mount everest that is my homework i must complete by tomorrow (11th grade is a bitch btw), i take a music break. My itunes library definitely needs a good dusting off/replacement --- all my music is getting old. But anyways after looking thru a friend's playlist today and briefly scanning youtube music (imeem's demise STILL makes me cry with sadness every time i try to access that former genius website) here's my sounds of the day:

blueberry muffins

So here I am waiting for my blueberry muffins to bake when I come across a revelation - of course at the most inoppertune moment.

As I await the moment i can take a huge bite of carb-y, blueberry-y goodness, I take a moment to realize what had to happen before the beautiful moment of pure bliss occurs. you have to get all those ingredients that are pretty nasty by themselves - raw sugar, eggs, flour - and mix them all together to make some batter that tastes pretty darn good.

add a little love (/oven) and you get the final product - and you think to yourself, 'holy cow!!!! all those bad-tasting things together actually made something pretty darn good!'

life's like that. a lot of horrible things can happen to you, or not-so-good things, but the end result can lead you to realize that they can actually make something wonderful.

agreed.

and also
if you work hard for something, don't ever let anyone tell you you don't deserve it.

do i make your heart beat like an 808 drum?

currently listening:





& i dont even listen to this normally but here ya go. my friends are influencing me!!!





and of course the song of my summer. i can feel it:

the dog days of summer

It's that time of year again........... The sun is out, the classrooms are hot and sticky, and I now have a permanent coating of orange creamsicle on my lips and chlorine on my skin - it's almost summertime.

I've always lived my life in terms of summers. Well...... my summer meaning pretty much anywhere from April to October. It seems like all the monumental events that have happened in my life worth remembering have happened in the glorious six month period between April and October, while weather is hot and the beverages are cool.

It's so unfair that school is still going on this time of year. Schools these days should have retractable roofs - marks may go way down, but attendance would definitely go way up. Lately I've been finding myself daydreaming of the months that follow my last exam, and all the amazing things I plan on doing.

The fact that this may be one of my last REAL summers ever blows my mind. So we've gotta live it up while it lasts....... cause yennoe what they say. You're not seventeen forever.

he(art) and soul

I'm a firm believer in the fact that whatever you put into something, you get out of it. All your actions are reciprocated tenfold, treat as you'd like to be treated, yadda yadda you know the drill.

Sometimes if you want something badly enough in life you just gotta put your whole heart and soul into it. It's just how it is - projects, sports, art - when someone puts their heart and soul into something, it shows, and the respect comes with it.

I mean, in the end, whose the real winner.... The buff guy who got second place in the marathon, who just runs 10k like its nbd 3 times a week, or the 55 year old women with bad knees and graying hair that trained for months just to be able to pass the finish line concious.

Lately i've found that I've been having to put heart n soul into everything I do. Sure, at the end of the day, I have nothing left - but that's the point.It's the reason i can sleep at night. If you're putting your whole heart and soul into something, it should be the only thing that matters in that moment.

At the end of the day, I'd rather be passing out with exhaustion then ever wondering what could have been. Wouldn't you?

"Independent woman working for her throne"

Never, ever, ever, will I be someone's "girl". I'll never be your "mistress", I'll never be your "chick" or your "babe". Sure, I'll be a girlfriend, a wife, a best friend, etc............... just don't speak of me as if I'm an object.

Women tolerate toooo much shit from the male race these days. It's one thing to overlook the little things that might cause bumps in your metaphorical relationship road, but it's completely another to be referred to as an object of affection.

Let's take a look at this:
an object is something you posess. If you possess it, obviously you have supremacy over it.
Think about this: aren't successful relationships supposed to be about equality?

I can tell you right now I'm no object.
You can't throw me around, tell me what to do, control my actions or predict my words.
I'm not like those barbie dolls your sisters played with when you were children.
I'm not perfect, I'm unpredictable, I make mistakes and definitely have my flaws.
But think again.
Can your barbie doll's face light up every time you enter a room? can you have intellectual conversation with the doll for hours and have it seem like ten minutes? Can you find yourself entertained by said doll for hours on end, just by doing nothing?

Please guys, wake up and acknowledge the fact that your woman is so much more than a piece of plastic or a shiny windbreaker - sure, in the way you address her, but also the way you treat her.
Bear with her through her flaws and don't insult her by calling her your
'girl' - cus she's not.
She's the most wonderful woman you've ever met and you feel so blessed she's your wife.
Hard to say that about a barbie doll.

trust

“Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it’s broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fxxxxs reflection.”

- lady gaga


A very wise man once said to forgive and forget. Let me tell you now, easier than it sounds. Why is it so hard for us to let people in, to trust? Why is it, more often then not, that all it takes is once stone, one tiny bruise, to build a giant wall of protection that can't even be broken down by a nuclear bomb?

Trust is definitely hard to come by these days. It takes years and years and years, even lifetimes, to build up, yet seconds to destroy.

My mom always tells me that if you mess up or screw up, you'll never make the same mistake again. So if I make the mistake of trusting someone an they break it...... you'll bet your great aunt sally that I'll never confide in you the same way again.
If someone was to betray my trust, our previous relationship would be DONE for good.
How on earth could I ever open myself up to hurt from that same person again?

So Lady Gaga speaks true. Except in my mirrors, theres definitely more than cracks. There's holes, pieces missing, the works.
Break my trust and like a broken mirror, I can never look at you the same way.
And you know what they say - a broken mirror is 7 years of bad luck.
"What goes around, comes around"