Falling Hard

So the Killers show was last night. One that I have been eagerly anticipating for months. It was an okay show. The sound was awful and so were the people I was surrounded with but I had fun. Even with the bruises and the split lip I got from somebody bodysurfing when he fell on my head. So two things fell hard last night. My expectations was one and the second was me. I am head over heels in love with Brandon Flowers.

No Suprise There

Lies, Lies Lies, Which Are Good Which Are Bad...

Advertisements are lying. I read an artice in yesterdays paper that said the CCT (Canadian Concil Of Tourism) is advertizing in us magazines and website encouraging gay americans to choose Canada as their vacation destination. They claim the Canada is "gay friendly". Which considering the social climate I think is a lie whereever you go. Nowhere I go seems to be. Not even my own house. Encourage people to come here because I think it's a great country but don't lie to people. It's happening far too much as it is.

...Ask Your Mom Or Ask Your Dad.

2+1=

Two days and one more sleep. I'm like a little kid at Christmas. For the rest of the day Hot Fuss is going to be on repeat play. The killers at the shaw conference centre. It's gonna be a good show.

happy happy joy joy

Somebody Told Me

I bought tickets for The Killers concert in November. The concert is on Tuesday and I have been able to contain my excitement so far because if I've learned anything its that if you put something like that on a pedesal it will fall, hard, flat on its face. So yeah I have successfully put it out of my mind for the most part. But today while I was doing my daily surf I read a post on Jenny Good's blog about the show she went to last night and the general awesomeness of it so now I'm beyond amped and I still have to wait three days and two sleeps.

You Look Like A Monkey And You Smell Like One Too

It my mummy's birthday today. She's turning 38 and she's already convinced she's over the hill. But she isn't even close. If it weren't for today I'd of never been born. Well anyway happy birthday mummy. xoxoxoxo

Oh How The World Has Changed

From 1946-1962 "Norma Jeane Mortensen Baker" was considered one of the most beautiful women in the world. To this day she retains that title to some degree. She was in thrity films in her sixteen year career. Clark Gable once said, "She is a kind of ultimate. She is uniquely feminine. Everything she does is different, strange, and exciting, from the way she talks to the way she uses that magnificent torso. She makes a man proud to be a man." You might know her... See Last Post...

Today being a size 12 is considered by most to be "big". Marilyn Monroe was a size 16.

Marilyn Monroe
 

The State This Land Is In

The Rant of The Day...

I think we all need to take the time to realize that people are people and we shouldn't expect more from them. Don't get me wrong, I know that humans have unbelievable ability to love, to hate and to make a difference. But they are also weak and fallible. We make mistakes and judgments. There really is no such thing as true good and evil. We all have the ability to be both those things, in spades and concurrently. As noble as I like to think I am I have recently come to realize that if I don't make the right choices when it matters that doesn't make me less. I am what I am. And its all I could every want to be. Human.

And Now For Something Completely Different...

It has recently been reported that John Travolta and Tom Cruise have both praised the popular religion Scientology for something I never knew was possible. The pair have claimed that their involvement with this organization, made popular the world over with Hollywood elite and people rolling in the dough, has helped them overcome their own homosexual leanings. I have but one word to sum up my anger at these comments and the insinuation they bring...

!!!!!!!!!!!!!?WHAT?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

From Cookie to Carrot

Well it would appear that The Cookie monster I grew to love will no longer enjoy the sugar filled treat. He will give up his namesake for the wonderful world of veggies. Apparently the owners and operators of beloved SS have decided that the consumption of such sugary snacks will encourage the youngens to abuse said cookies and therefore he is directly responsible for the overweight children that watch him evevy week. I am overweight and it has nothing to do with the fact I like the Cookie Monster.

I Am What I Am

I may not be the person I want to be. I may not have all the things I need. But I for one am tired of the assumption that is forced upon me. I know what I need to change but that doesn't mean I need to make them now. How can anyone expect me to be done growing when I've only had seventeen years to do it. As far as I'm concerned I'm still fairly new. I may live to be a hundred years old and see pudgy great great grandchildren. I may also know my last breath tomorrow. If that was to happen I won't want anyone's tears. If anything I want them to smile when they remember me. Not many people will remember my name but the few that will I hope will remember it fondly. That's all I can ask. Rereading that I realize how that must sound. If I read it I'd think someone was about to top themselves but that's beyond wrong. Death has just been in abundance and has made me think. All the petty arguments and fool-hearty grudges are a waste of time. I have what many only dream. Parents that love me, people I can trust and more security than most will ever know. I now realize that money, power and greed are worthless. I have a voice. One that is begging to come out. So I will be heard. I'll tell it to anyone who will listen. Because for every hardship I come out of I am stronger for it. Based on previous posts this one seems out of place. Enlightenments usually are.


And just in case you're wondering what brought all this on it actually was the latest entry on Matthew Good's blog, http://www.matthewgood.net/mblog/ , and the subsequent comments that made me contemplate mortality. My comment went a little something like this:

I have to say that many good points have been made. In my humble, slightly uneducated, opinion we are fundamentally a society of hypocrites. We know inherently in ourselves that killing people for any reason is wrong yet if forced to choose between ones' life and the life of another the likelihood of you choosing self-preservation is more likely. We view stealing is wrong but we will if it means hunger will be sated. Even if it's only for a minute. I was raised with no religious teachings thrust upon me. This gave me the opportunity to decide for myself what and who I believe in. If heaven and hell do exist I think that man has no control. The thought of those things are both comforting and terrifying. People can live their entire lives in closets that shouldn't exist. We are a society ruled by fear. From what I know people believe that God has given us free will. In all of us rests the capacity for true evil or true good. The question remains which way do we turn. I think most spend their lives in the grey area somewhere in between. Faith through fear is wrong no matter who is behind the curtain. The apathy I feel my towards the pope's death does not make me a bad person. No more than my intense grief for another will make me any better. I am human, above all else. I am fallible and fragile and on occasion weak. But I am proud of everything I am and I cannot worship anything/anyone that doesn't feel the same.

I think I'm done ranting for now. Sleep is coming. TTFN.