Toronto Tongues & Accusations

I would like to put a disclaimer out there. For all those who cherish and yearn for the wonderfully sour sensation of Warheads. Please, do not, and I repeat, do not; eat more than 3-4.

As I visited with old friends in the lovely, urban Toronto. I figured I would open my pack of 'Extreme Sour Warheads' for the special occasion of saying one of my lifelong friends again. So, opening the package we enjoyed a few. And I was quick to notice my taste buds being very sensitive to the sour, but I brushed it off.

Over the next hour or so I had consumes 5-10 of them. My tongue felt raw and lifeless. My this time it was clocked in at the early hours. So we hit the hay.

Waking up later, I stumbled out the makeshift bed and threw on a sweater and long pajama pants. (Yeah, I don't sleep in a lot of clothes... I just can't. Even though in Canada it likes to freeze.) Skipping breakfast, I wondered why I felt like I was chewing gum. Low and behold my tongue had started shedding. No joke, shedding. You know how weird that is. For your tongue to shed it's on skin. Ughh... Creppy... -shudders-

So this is why I have put out a disclaimer of Warheads.

On the terms of 'Accusations'. In that day... I think I was asked if I was drunk or high at least uuhh... Let me guess... 6 times... Once in the morning when I was uber happy. And then like 5 times at night. By the same person who insisted I was drunk, and slurring my words. Truthfully I was on a sugar high from the Warheads, but my mind was too sugared up to realize until after I got on the phone...

Anywhoo...
Watching: Uuhh... A biography on a person... Not really watching it... But that's what channel my parents left it on...
Eating: Nothing. Though chocolate is in my reach... Just not close enough
Listening: The Hush Sound, Medicine Man, We Intertwined, Momentum, and Wine Red. From their Myspace.
Drinking: Nothing... I want Coke though. Not like cokesniffcoke. Like Coka-Cola Coke... =)
Doing: This, and talking with my buddy buddy about getting together tomorrow.

See you then...
<33

Oohyeah... I was a plane today in 'Garden Galleries'. I'm surprised I didn't get in trouble. I was wearing baskets on my head and such... -shrugs-

Survivor

Ahahhahah!
I am fully aware that it is a random time (1:22am to be exact), but as I was searching through websites and stuff I stumbled across a piece of information that sent me in a whirlwind. Our beloved Sisky Business' (from The Academy Is... ) brother will be joining the upcoming season of Survivor!

I am more than thrilled to be saying (eer... typing) this, because I am a huge Survivor fan. And a huge The Academy Is... fan; and together. It's like heaven. I don't think I laughed harder when I saw him. The resemblance is uncanny. At first, they look nothing a like. But as you stare harder, turning your head in odd direction... You start to see it... It's quite weird. But it just makes the whole thing so much more interesting.!.

For those, that is him above. A school teacher from Illinois, named Jason Siska. Ahahah. I think I'm dying from laughing here. This is too amazing. I can't wait for Survivor 16 to come. It's promising to be AU-MAZING!! Anywhoo... I felt the need to post that. Thanks and all. Talk to you later. Byebye. <33

Exams, and Power

Herloo... Again.
So, did my exams today. That was interesting... French, Music, English. Long day I tell you. But I made it through and not doing that bad. My music teacher says I shouldn't drink coffee because I speak too fast... xD. Oh, for the record... I play Tenor Saxophone. I used to play Alto... But I was asked to switch... I miss Alto though. But Tenor is still amazing... Andwhoo... That's enough of me rambling about that stuff.

And, for all you Google users (and I can see you all, don't try and hide now). For your normal everyday searches instead... Go to Blackle... Which is this place --> This Place. So go. Now! It's a power saving site, so it's good for the environment!

Reminding me of it all... Having some issues with friends... I hope it'll work out though...

Here's some WELDD for you.
Watching: Uuhh... Whatever appears on my TV screen
Eating: Nothing... I was eating stale Hershey Kisses at my friends though...
Listening: Many things... Panic mostly.
Doing: This... And trying to get together with my good friend from my old town.
Drinking: Nothing... Though I want Ginger Ale badly...

Song of the day post: Karma Police by Panic At The Disco (It's the cover of it, which is originally but Radiohead)

Happiness & Suicide

It's weird you know. I have this friend whose in a few grade older than me. And we became good friends, and he's really nice and all. We talked a lot, and he said he was going to ask someone in my grade to go out with him. I was truly happy for them, especially when she accepted. They were both really happy, and I became closer to his girlfriend even though I did know her before. Things worked out well for a while until one day she cut it off with weird excuses. He was crushed. And became extremely depressed that day. He was worried about her because she was also really depressed. He asked me to talk to he, 'cause he couldn't and I did. So here I am, talking to two kids who are horribly depressed talking about suicide and all. It was hard, and weird. I know both these people well and I hated seeing either of them like this. I guess you think I would say next that this is a unhappy ending. But it really isn't. It's quite happy.

A few hard dodging days later. They figured out their differences and are not back together. I feel extremely pleased to see them both happy and healthy again. And I even feel happier. (Which is a hard thing to do when it's exam week.) And as a gleefully exclaimed that to him, he responded in a similar less dramatic way, saying he was happy too. This may seem like a small trivial post, but to me it means a lot. I helped stop my friends from doing something they regret by telling them my own story of suicide and pills. For a few days after their breakup, I was truly scared for the girl... She seemed dead serious about over-dosing. But I know my description/speech helped keep her sane. So it's good in my book.

Kinda random post I know... But yeah... I felt like I needed to get that off my chest... Even though I'm opening this to the web... But that's not the point in the end. Maybe next time. I'll post my most recent iTunes random song choices... That's always fun...

The Beginning

New here... But have been reading them for some time now...
Not entirely sure what to write... But I know something will pop into my imaginative mind of mine.

Oooh! WELLD
Watching: A bla n/c k tv screen
Eating: Nothing... Unfortunately
Listening: The Gorillaz (G-Sides) [Go listen now, they are amazing]
Drinking: Nothing... =(
Doing: This... And nothing...

So anyways... My day has been the furthest from interesting... I woke up at 9:30am and looked at my clock and thought it said 7:30am. I immediately thought I had school but wondered why I felt so rested (normally I wake and feel tired as hell). I kept looking back at my clock confused before it finally clicked in my mind that it was 9:30am and not 7:30am; (Yes, I know I am that smart) and that today is Saturday, not Friday (or any other school day). I flopped back down on my bed and drifted off back to sleep. Next thing, I wake up and it is 3:00pm. I'm confused on how I slept 3 1/2 hours or so without a single interruption but I get up and throw on some pajama pants and a sweater and head downstairs. As I come upon the last step I hear voices. It turns out my brother has some weird friends over working on a project. So, as I am feeling anti-social and clad only in my pajamas I had back upstairs and watch my remaining episodes of TAITV on my iPod (which were quite funny and enjoyable). My mother than comes up the stairs and asks if I'm awake (I know stupid question, but yeah), you can imagine my response of 'Yes' and then she leaves. A while later I go downstairs again only to stand in my living room in an argument with myself over food. Eventually, I just go back upstairs empty handed. I then do some word searches but got bored quickly. Though I did complete a colour blue one, a Marilyn Monroe one, and a spice one. Which led me to call my friend to do something, who promptly turned me down saying she had to cook some shit at home and was busy, which made me sad 'cause I was bored. And so now I am downstairs (again) writing this, because well... You guessed it. I'm bored. Hope this wasn't oh-so boring.

Song of the day: 12d3 by The Gorillaz [The guitar in this is to die for. Go now and listen.]

I hope next time will be more thrilling, though nothing much happens in my life. Well, I do hope to be going to some concerts soon... But anyways...