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This is probably one of the most moving, emotional, shocking, saddening, thoughtful and beautiful things I've ever seen.

"Dear Zachary: A Letter to a Son about His Father" by Kurt Kuenne

It will make you cry, but it is an incredible documentary.

So, I am on this new 3am thing - you know, where I can't fall asleep until 3 am. It doesn't matter how hard I try, or how tired I may be at 1 am, my mind refuses to let me sleep until 3 am. 'You have a presentation in the morning?' it says, 'oh, that's a shame that you will be so tired.' Suck it, brain.

You would think that being awake until the wee hours of the morning every night would make me hyper-productive...WRONG. I generally spend any moment after midnight watching TV, surfing the Internet or reading East of Eden (but, actually). None of this productive to the essays I have had to write or the test I have tomorrow afternoon.

That having been said, I have all the things on my to-do list crossed off. So that makes me feel a little bit better. Only until I am lying in bed realizing that I still have exams to do and A JOB TO FIND (big problem). Apparently the best time to think about this is lying in bed, listening to the silence of everyone else soundly sleeping as I consider joining the circus just for a little bit of pay and free make up. clown make up, but make up none the less.

I have also completely given up on going to the gym. I worked out for 6 weeks straight so that when I went to Cuba, I would look half decent in my new bikini. Alas, that has passed and now I have no reason to go to the gym. Other than general physical fitness, but whatever.

It is currently 1:50 am and my body is playing that silly little trick on me, making my eyes droppy and trying to convince myself to crawl into bed and go to sleep. But I know that as soon as I put my head to the pillow, I have at least another hour before slumber arrives. So, here I am, blogging.

I really need to get a real hobby.

Dear Self,
Remember that time you wanted to desperately to move out of your house and go away to learn at university? You spent months and months preparing for the big moment, trying to get good grades, researching all the different schools, wondering about all the new people you would meet?

Well, it doesn`t say in the little brochure that university is a pain in the ass. Although there is the off chance that you enroll in a class that has no midterm or final and allows for frank discussion about pornography, sexuality and Madonna, there is a far better chance that all the other class you take over the course of 4 years are totally and inexorably lame. Midterms: Lame. Finals: Lame. Essays: Lame. Going to class: LAME!

In addition to this, it is brutally expensive.  You will look back on this and wonder how you didn`t turn to prostitution for money. Especially to support your drinking and eating habits.

Although, to say that the experience is bad would be a drastic overexaggeration.  Despite the awful time suck that school work tends to be, going to university will essentially be the best decision you`ve ever made.  Where else would you have found all those cool people who make you laugh? Where else would you be able to have your own place with those friends and drink your face off without having to deal with your family the next morning? Where else could you openly and liberally use as much profanity as you possibly want to when you stub your toe or forget an important assignment is due while in your own home? Where else would your friends buy you a fucking cake when you lose your virginity? Not that that would ever happen...But, just as an example.

So, next time you bomb a midterm and have to go home and study for another one, remember that eventually this will all be over. And it will be fucking awesome until you realize that you have thousands of dollars in debt, no work experience and have to pay rent in Toronto.
Then you will miss the days you could drink on a Thursday night until you vomitted and didn`t have to worry about a damned thing in the morning.

Yours Truly.

1. The Beatles
2. Led Zeppelin
   
3. The Who
4. Bob Dylan
   
5. Nirvana
6. Red Hot Chili Peppers
7. Bob Marley
8. Matthew Good Band
9. Radiohead
10. Third Eye Blind
    
11. John Mayer
12. The Doors
13. Elton John
14. Queen
15. Pearl Jam
16. Carole King
17. U2
18. Counting Crows
19. No Doubt
20. R.E.M
21. Dispatch/State Radio (tie)
22. Barenaked Ladies
23. Sadie May Crash
24. O.A.R
    
25. Dashboard Confessional

That was difficult.

1) T-minus 3 weeks until I'm in Cuba. Suck it, Trebek.
2) So, I am reading Eclipse, the 3rd book in the Twilight series (i know, okay? I know and I don't care.) And this is ALL I want: Bella to get turned into a vampire (and it be so sexy because Edward will do it) and then I want them to have hot vampire sex. Then, I want the movie to come out and it be rated AA so that I know they put all of it in. THAT IS ALL I WANT FROM LIFE. I don't care.
3) School is so lame. Like, why didn't they tell me this in grade 10 careers class? Rude.
4) I have had an unquenchable thirst ever since I went out for Lauren's birthday on Saturday night. Not sure what that means. Will investigate later.
5) Cannot wait until this weekend!

Also, this is one of the few reasons why living in The Information Age is bomb:
http://gigapan.org/viewGigapanFullscreen.php?auth=033ef14483ee899496648c2b4b06233c
(PS, fun little game with that picture: "Where's Oprah?" I just spent 30 mins trying to find her, though I am pretty sure I found Alicia Keys and P. Diddy...)

Well, it has been awhile since I have sat down and blogged here...but considering my readership is about 1 person, I am sure that it has gone unnoticed. Nonetheless, here I am.

I am living in a new place with that adorable little puppy featured in my previous post.  Yes, he is adorable when he brings his little toys to your feet to play with, and when he curls up beside you while you're watching TV or reading on the couch. He does this a lot and I have concluded that it is all an elaborate puppy plot to make us all forget what a terror he truly is.  When he isn't nipping at your toes as you walk past him, he is humping your leg, pooping in your room, or dragging your dirty undies out of your hamper and into the living room...not to mention the presents he finds in the bathroom garbage in an apartment of 5 girls. Yeah, he goes there.

However, I have to give some credit to the fact that he is barely 5 months old. His toilet training has vastly improved, but his temper has not.  I can hear his whining and barking from the second floor when we leave him to go to class (we live on the 4th floor). However, he is too cute to stay mad at home for long. And even when he tries to take my hand of when I take something he's not supposed to have from him, he is a really good cuddler.

Moving on, tomorrow is a big day: Barack officially becomes President.  It will be a small miracle in itself if he makes it through the whole ceremony. Awful as that sounds, there is a reason the VP always gets sworn in first.

I am planning a vacation with my lover, Thomas, over reading week (that was for you Lauren because I know how much that sentence will piss you off). So far, we have applied for passports, gone through a zillion vacation packages and finally picked one we like.  However, since neither of us have the credit limit to book it, we have had to jump through hoops to figure out how to get this trip booked. I would just like to take this time to thank capitalism and perpetual debt for helping Money Mart to thrive, bringing money solutions to everyone! Pre-paid credit cards are genius.  Thanks to that, this time next month I will be in Cuba. SUCK IT!

That's about it. I will, of course, end this with some sweet youtube links.

That's Not My Name - The Ting Tings

Mr. G - Summer Heights High

George Clooney on Ellen - I'm sorry but the man is 50 years old and hotter than hell!

Where did all this snow come from???
Good thing I have my adorable ear-flap winter hat and conformist boots.

All I need now is a proper scarf and some mitties.

Also: Christmas.

Ho Ho Ho, bitches.

Also, my soon-to-be housemate just got this lil' guy:

Rory

My favourite Indie band...in their own music video.

WATCH IT. LOVE IT.

I came across this video on Perez: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zRqcfqiXCX0 and I actually could not even believe that this was happening.

These are real people?!?!?!?

I live in a country where that kind of ignorance isn't widely tolerated or accepted. That kind of ignorance is wrong, and embarassing.

I'm not even an American and I am insulted by the comments these people made. Muslim? Barack Obama is a fucking Christian and if those people pulled their heads out of their asses for two seconds, they would realize that.  Just because his middle name is Hussein, a name HE DID NOT CHOOSE, does not make him related to Saddam, you moron.

And to the gentleman who called him a Negro...WHAT CENTRY ARE YOU IN?!?! This is not 1950, it's 2008 and you need to get your terminology right. I'm sure he bit his tongue on what he really wanted to call him...

I personally enjoyed the couple of women who think that Obama is as anti-white as they are anti-black.  Never once, NOT ONCE, has Obama used "the race card." His entire campaign, in fact, purposely neglects it because it is a non-issue. Black, White, Green, Orange whatever. He's an American and he's a damn good Senator who has the right to run for office. End of discussion.  The issue of race in this election has been created by the voters, not by the nominees.

Barack Obama is the best thing that's happened to the US since JFK, and I really hope that people like this don't send him into the same fate as President Kennedy. 

I am honestly embarassed for all of the liberal Americans.  That kind of slander is a disgrace to humanity.  

I can't help in this decision, but anyone who can: VOTE OBAMA '08, and let those fucking right-winged Fundamentalist assholes get what they deserve: a nice, big slap from reality. They really need to get out more. It is time to unbuckle the Bible Belt and stop pretending that there are superior races.

I'm reblogging this idea...but here are some songs that I just loooooooooove listening to recently:

Teenage Riot - Sonic Youth

The General - Dispatch

Benny and the Jets - Elton John...b-b-b-BENNY AND THE JETS

Suite Judy Blue Eyes - Crosby, Stills and Nash

Skyscrapers - Fred...so catchy and Canadian

Electric Feel - MGMT...pure sex.

Tragic Kingdom - No Doubt...I miss them.

Also this is hilarious: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MM3KkF5urY