۩ Josh's Space ۩

So suddenly Facebook became huge.  I remember when I first joined it and NOBODY had it, so my only friend was my friend from New Jersey.  Then everyone started getting it, then BOOM, everyone had it.  It's like an organized MySpace lol.

 

So I guess I'll be blogging on both MSN Spaces and Facebook.  I usually post rants on Facebook, usually because I get more comments and It calms me down to see that I'm not the only sane person in this retarded society.

 

So it's 2:10 AM on Valentine's Day 2007.  Ah, the day that is dreaded by 80% of boyfriends and 90% of single folk (the other 10% are too busy playing World Of Warcraft... while crying... because they're so lonely that all they have are they're E-friends and Guild members to comfort them).

 

So Valentine's Day, are you prepared?

 

1. Beverages: Crown Royal, Hennessy, Beef Eater, Jack Daniels

2. Food: Haagen Daaz, Ben & Jerry, Nestle Sundae, Cheetos, Twinkies, Pizza

3. Movies: The Way We Were, Closer, Love Story, An Affair To Remember

4. Tissue

5. Cell phone must be on vibrate

6. A depressing MSN name

7. Damien Rice Playlist on your iPod

8. Photos of your Ex's (preferrably with their current partner to deliver more pain)

9. Old MSN history messages, old text messages, or emails from your Ex saying wonderful things about you.  It makes you realize how lonely you truely are.

10. Have fun!!  That's what holidays are all about!

 

 

Happy Valentine's Day!  Get Sexy!

 

You're so fucking blind.

 

...SO FUCKING BLIND.

 

    When I woke up today, i went upstairs and poured myself some Minute Maid orange juice (low pulp), and saw an ad for a chance to win a trip to Disney World.  It had a picture of the castle with fireworks, Mickey Mouse, and two happy white kids.  It made me sad because I haven't gone to Disney World since I was 7 and I kind of want to go back.  I actually want to travel again.  I went through a phase where I really didn't want to travel anymore.  But I really realize that everytime I travel to places like Mexico, Thailand, Japan or China, before I depart, I think about what/who I'm leaving and what/who I'm coming home to.  The drive to come home is always with me throughout my trip, but it's through the contemplation and rigorous breakdown of well.. everything, mostly the things I come home to.  Oh and the photo's I take really help heighten the overall experience.

 

    I remember when I went on my Alaskan cruise, I was able to use 2 weeks to "get away" from a situation and really refresh myself.  It was a great experience and the people I met had this "The Catcher in The Rye" kind of feeling in terms of the way that each event and character was presented.  I remember those guys and I actually miss them, even after 2 years haha.  

 

    When I went to Cancun, I wanted to get away from something as well, but then again, think about what I got into and what I was slowly losing.  Of course, Cancun really helped me.  Fucking awesome trip; again, I remember the people I met and I also miss them, they were hysterical. 

 

 

    The "theraputic" trip that I will always remember though was my one month adventure across Asia.  It's funny cause I didn't have people that I got very close to (other than a bartender in the Philippines, she sparked great conversation).  What my drive was throughout the whole trip is what would ultimately crush me for the year to come (and of course The White Stripes album, Get Behind Me Satan was a HUGE HUGE HUGE part of the Asia trip).  Sad eh?  Ok anyways, I used that trip as a beautiful reflective journey.  Throughout every experience, good or bad, I would always have this thought that kept me sane.  I'm a constant beach walker, so I gladly indulged in that.  What it was that made me enjoy the trip was this romanticism that was generated throughout the 4 weeks.  Everything I saw, all the new things, all the things that I learned, all the places I went, the food I ate, all of it made me want to go home.  But it wasn't so much to go home, but to bring something from home over here.  So I wasn't home-sick, I'm probably never homesick, I think it's just that longing you know?  I think that it's because your experiencing something that you want to share.  The e-mails that i sent/recieved were a big part of the trip, no doubt.  It added this melancholy spirit to the whole experience.  In the end of the trip, I had really changed in a way.  I think everytime you take time to swallow and understand a culture, you gain a new pair of glasses to look at society.  I had gained a brand new respect for cultures and of course less respect for white people haha.  What saddens me now about the trip is that my previous "drive" that kept me going was really just another brick on the wall that would eventually reach the height of Mt. Fuji.

 

This was the first summer where I didn't go anywhere, and it was really upsetting cause it would've helped.  I really want to go on another trip.  Maybe in April?  Yeah, sure.  But where?  Hmm... Maybe a road trip?  Yeah, It would be cool to drive the whole American West Coast one year, then the East Coast the other year?  Maybe Europe?  Or maybe I'll save Europe for later.  I could go to Thailand again?  Or hey, how about trains?  It would be awesome to just travel in a train, I hate planes, I hate airports.  Hmmmmm, I might do the East Coast.  Yeah, then I could go to New York, Virginia (visit the Aguirre's), and Florida!!  I haven't been to Florida in ages.  It would be nice to go to Miami again.  AND OF COURSE, Walt Disney World/Universal Studios/Epcot Center (although Epcot fuckin blows).  Or maybe I should go on another cruise?  Maybe a Caribbean cruise, I haven't been on one since I was 2.  I have time to think about it haha.

 

If you've made it this far on this post... thanks.

 

 

Take it Easy, Keep it Real

 

 

 

 

You're gonna have to do better than that... much better.

7 days.  So let's look at how this happened.

 

Oh wait, you can't cause it makes absolutely no sense.  Well hoorah to that.

 

 

Anyways, I bought a wicked James Dean posterboard today.

 

 

 

 

 

 

First day at the University of Winnipeg today.  So that was pretty damn bunk (since I did have like 3 hours of sleep).  I have Stefan's dad for Sociology and an old whispering woman for Academic Writing: Extended.  After that, I headed to work to get my Fash-On until 6:00.  I got home, changed, then headed to Tavern in the Park.. scrumptious.

 

Oh, by the way, I turned 18 today.  

 

So tomorrow, I have to buy my textbooks and get my student id, then go to work till 6:00, then head to school for my Film class at 7:00 - 10:00.

 

 

Don't you just love it when you're left in the rain to drown?  Fuckin great .  Oh, and to add on, going through constant unreliability (though it has become expected).  Ok ok ok, imagine somebody going fishing and after leaving the bait in the water for about 2 hours, a fish finally decides to go for it and take a bite.  So the fisherman starts reeling in the fish but quickly releases the fish after about 4 seconds of effortless reeling.  The fish must be one flustered mother fucker eh?  A flustered mother fucker that brings SexyBack though...

 

Or am I just trippin?  Shake it off, brush it off, sweep up the aftermath son.

 

 

I have 6 songs from FutureSex/LoveSound courtesy of Angela Fernando, and they fucking rock.  Justin Timberlake actually owns.

 

If you haven't seen Snakes on a Plane yet... then you haven't lived.   Seriously.

 

 

Confused much?