
i want to check this place out. celina and i walked past this building at least once every day we were in paris. in retrospect, we walked a LOT.









remember when 50 cent...
flowed to the tequila song of peewee herman?
meowed on a track?
made weekly mixtapes?
where are you, old school 50? you were once an artist i respected for your fresh style and ghetto love songs (ie. porno star). now all you do is imitate the old ja rule. to add to your earned "infamous" reputation, you also signed such talent as beanie sigel, m.o.p. and of course mobb deep and made them all sound like candy shop (OR magic stick, depending on which one you like less).
and yet i held on strong... trying to support you as a fan... "oh, he's just going through a phase. his NEXT album will be for the streets (ex. his first album)."
the tipping point came today, when i found out he's about to sign next... and cut the diss track from R.L. to 112 AND jagged edge.
why fifty? why?...
G-G-G-u-r-SO-NOT!!!
(but i AM impatiently waiting lloyd banks' new album)



bling bling
that was all i was thinking when i saw nelly's wrist. dizz and i were at the wild coyote tuesday night for the nelly concert afterparty... and yes we saw nelly. he was up on the mezannine level looking down on the dance floor, where dizz and i were. yes, he really sports the band-aid... for what reason? maybe it's a hideous zit that won't go away... haha like that hasn't been clowned on before... f-a,b-o,l-o,u-s was there too... yeah that's all i gotta say about him.
i guess one of the cooler parts of the evening was when a guy came up to me (the really good looking guy in the blue track suit who strolled in vip earlier) just to tell me how many famous people were up in there. he introduced me to a handful of local djs, and a couple djs from toronto... and i met soopafly from the beat! i know, it's just a radio station and all, but he IS the best dj on that station.
stressed? me? never!
wow are things ever stressful around this time of year. no matter how much in advance people plan, they're still hurrying. i don't think this would be the "holiday season" unless people were busy. i'm having a tough time planning my staff christmas dinner, getting my Christmas presents all done (yeah, i'm being crafty again! this time with sabz' help :o) ), making my Christmas cards and writing them, and then planning annie and my birthday party, and then working on top of all that... wow, the next 3 weeks will be crazy.
when the last time...
... i took a ballet class? last night... but before that, it must've been about 9 years. yeah, i'm quite rusty (but i have to say, i don't have "jacked up" feet!).
... i made a mix tape? 5 years ago... give or take a few months. i just found a bunch of them a couple weeks ago. now i gotta find a tape player to listen to them!
... i saw my pirate friends? 5 months ago. hope nothing will stop them from coming back next month.
... i heard someone i knew is getting married? 5 days ago. yay evanna! it was just over 5 weeks ago that joy got engaged... yes, we're getting old.
... i wrote in this blog? half a month ago... dang. where does the time go?
who's bored?... i am! i am!
work it
yeah, i'm at work waiting impatiently for the bell to ring. the students are all at an assembly so for the last half hour or so i've been lucky enough to be able to slack off... besides, if i were there, i'd probably be thinking about what i'm thinking about now: my hallowe'en costume. i love that i work at an elementary school... it's way easier to get kids enthusiastic about holidays and special occasions when they're young (yes, the power to mold young innocent minds is intoxicating...)...
ooh there goes the bell...
i care for you...
ever felt all goofy when you're around someone in particular and there's no real reason why you should be feeling like that? it's like if you're in a situation where you'd normally be outgoing and extroverted but once this one person is added to the mix, you get all shy. well, i think i've found an explanation. it's a sign that you have to tell this person something (i.e. that you like them... or something like that... ;o) ). you have to tell them your feelings towards them (try saying something like "hey, i like you.") otherwise this "butterflies in your tummy" feeling won't leave. it's almost like a guilty conscience trying to get you to confess... except without the extreme possibility of sending yourself to hell if you don't. although regret could be pretty close (*hint hint*)...
heehee!
the light
i'm feeling all inspired and mushy... or maybe it's just my lungs reacting to all this medication... either way, this is just something off the top of my head reflecting on this one person that really means a lot to me.
we don't talk all the time, but when we call each other, it's like our last conversation never hung up. we barely hang out, but when we do, it's spent in short but condensed bursts throughout our relationship so far. we've got an inexplicable bond. when he was sick during the summer, all he did was think of me, and at that same moment in time, i had this overwhelming feeling to call him, and make him corn soup. now, i'm sick and i found i was thinking about him too... maybe it's the fact that whenever i hear the neptunes, i think of him (and the neptunes are just everywhere). maybe it's cuz both him and i have fucked up startacs. or maybe it's just cuz i know that whenever i'm down and really need to smile, or even just need a hug, i see his name show up on the call display. he's so sincere and sensitive (and not to mention talented!)... i'd say more about him, but even the best description of him would still be an understatement.
brown sugar
i remember once a friend asked me if i'd ever grow out of this "hip hop stage" i'm apparently in, and i was so confused by that question. i didn't understand it. i couldn't picture anything about my life so far that didn't or wouldn't involve hip hop. i don't admit knowing or being everything about it, but i know that i can't live without it. there are a lot of things that have influenced me in my life (parents among other people) but that's a given. it's just that there are a lot experiences that i've had that struck a chord in me that were always complimented with at least one element of the culture. when i think about it, it's actually kinda funny... but that's just cuz it's true.
and yes, brown sugar is a pretty sweet movie. good times, good times :o) .
puff... breathe and stop....
i knew i had been sick for the last 2 weeks, but i really didn't pay it too much attention. i usually get colds so i know how to take care of them. last monday i got sent home from work after lunch, and i didn't get to come back til yesterday. now that's what i call a really long weekend. yes it was leisurely, but i didn't go out at all other than to sonar on sunday night for their long weekend party (we just had our thanksgiving last weekend for all you non-canadians out there). and even then we left the club at 1am.
well, i went to the doctor yesterday and now i get to have an inhaler thing and some antibiotics for my lungs. i tell you now, it sucks. my lungs feel like mush! does that mean the drugs are working?.. :o(
oh baby
darn. i thought i had written in this thing a lot more recent than that last posting. oh well. the highlights of the last month would have to be the fact that my dragon boat team won a gold in kelowna (SOLID!), i got to watch that documentary on biggie and tupac at the vancouver international film festival showing of it (very insightful), i got to watch 2 pre-season canuck games (one of which was last night when the queen dropped the ceremonial puck... yeah, woohoo.), and i got a bunch of new music thanks to andrew. music is just SO the best thing ever. i've said this many times and i'll say it again: if music were a being, i'd marry it. although, one of the cooler things that happened to me is that i heard from my pirate friends last week. haven't heard their voices in at least 3 months... i hope they make it home for christmas. everyone out here misses you guys!
oh boy
last night i also watched crazy freaky movies that were being featured at the film festival... oh man, they were harsh messed up. and now i just realized that i left some clothes in the laundry and i have to throw them in the dryer... in the basement!! dammit i hate it when i get all scurred!!!