#POST 28

Pull The Plug Presents! 

So I listen to a radio show every week, yes a radio show. Not a podcast, or a live U-Stream, just plain Jane old school radio. It plays all acoustic music from 10 PM – 1 AM. I actually look forward to it every week and try my hardest to never miss a show. The best part is the lame talking that usually makes me want to kick kittens when the music isn’t playing is actually hilarious. There are no advertisements that make me want to avoid their products and no annoying promos. Just hilarious stories, intro-jingles and sometimes if we’re lucky; live music. Last Saturday, they had a live show and it was amazing. Live acoustic music is just—amazing. I can’t even describe it. It’s so true to the soul, whether they’re singing from the heart or singing for the fun of it. It’s such a welcoming environment I love it!

Here are the very few pictures I took of the night:

                                                

Shannon Bryan [@xoradioxo] and Mike Hawkins ‏ [highwayman3] and Myself

Melissa Reyes [@munchiixo]  and  the wonderfully talented Jaclyn Vanhappen [@jaclynvanhappen] and Myself

Jaclyn Vanhappen [@jaclynvanhappen] 

Paul Federici [@pfedmusic] and Melissa Reyes [@munchiixo]  

Little City

Justin G [@jurego], Justin Briner [@jbrines3], Myself and Melissa Reyes [@munchiixo]

Justin Briner [@jbrines3], Myself, Justin G [@jurego], Melissa Reyes [@munchiixo], Shannon Bryan [@xoradioxo] and Mike Hawkins ‏ [highwayman3]

Paul Federici [@pfedmusic] and I 

Crazy Fans with Little City

Sorry for the topsy-turbi-ness off the locations of the photos....

#POST 27

I thought I would share my favourites from Tumblr. These are the ones that I have saved from the website and  are now slide showing accross my laptop.I have no idea where they actually came from...

#POST 26

FASHION | THE PLAID AND THE FALL

Can I just take a minute to say, 'Why HELLO plaid, you just seem to fit in with everyone!' 
Well I think that a great jacket, jeans and the versatile plaid shirt can be a great asset in any situation. And plaid in the fall? Ugh, there isn't enough words in this world to describe how much I love this combination.

This is Mike, in a plaid shirt, a gorgeous fall jacket and some ripped jeans.

If you don't think that fall is not one of the most beautiful seasons, you need to leave my blog right now. Fall is so beautiful and has such a warm welcoming feeling to the season. Also, fall fashion was always my favourite.

If you noticed, yes this is legit--Mike here is wearing bedroom slippers. 

It’s an interesting trend I've been noticing at the college. Pretty much everyone wears their slippers as if they were actual shoes. I was very ‘um…what the hell?’ at first, but after you get used to the idea its not actually all that weird. I mean if you live in residence, would you really need shoes? Some kids show up to class in their pyjamas, and we’ve come to accept that; to be honest I rather someone show up to my class in bedroom slippers verses their pj’s.

Anyways, back to this picture. This was taken right outside of the college doors. It was a wonderful day to take pictures so I thought I would take advantage of it.


 I don’t know if you can see it, but Mike here is also wearing a ‘I Love Boobies’ rubber band bracelet.

The bracelet is part of the ‘Keep a Brest’ campaign by LoserKids clothing.
The bracelet is part of the ‘Keep a Brest’ campaign by LoserKids clothing. The bracelets really go with everything and anything, I even have one. They come in a ton of different colours and are great for everyday wear. It’s very gender friendly and for a good cause, why not? If you want to buy one of these baby's go HERE! You can also get them at your local mall at most Boat House clothing stores if you live here in the wonderful province of Ontario.

Now I don't remember if I had talked about it here, but we did this little shoot on the Fanshawe campus. There is a lot of open space and trees at Fanshawe. It was a lovely surprise to discover these landscapes for future photo seshes. I mean, he looks like he's in the country out in the middle of nowhere! Fanshawe for the win! 

Follow Mike on twitter! @michaelkalpakis 

#POST 25

She blogs, I blog.

I just skimmed through the various posts of my dear friend Melissa. Can I just take a second to comment on how awesome this girl is? She’s made this health plan to work out and loose a few stray pounds; but her goal isn’t to lose weight, it’s to feel good about herself and be a better healthy version of herself. The world needs more Melissa’s—seriously. Now of course, I haven’t skinned her blog in forever so I went back a few posts and she did a lot of venting.

 It makes me want to vent via blog. And so this is a bitch post—buckle up!

So let me start off with the usual drag story of boys. Boys are yucky. Boys are gross. They make me want to wash my hands at every sink I happen to come across. Tell me, why am I attracted to these….creatures? Ugh.  So every time I come home from London, I’ve been hanging out with a friend of my Ex’s.  Before the question pops into your mind; no my ex isn’t aware that we’re hanging out together, nor do I care if he’s aware or not.  To be completely honest (here I go admitting secrets to the internet) it was my friendship with this guy that had a strong factor in my breaking up with my ex. He’s good looking. Like way above average in my books for Cambridge kids. And he listens to what I’ve got to say AND responds. Strange? You bet. And every time I come down I find myself wondering if he’s free and wants to hang out (we live literally three seconds away from each other). I always have such a great time with him, and we’re always laughing and having an actual-not forced conversation. I never have natural flowing conversations with boys that I have nothing in common with. He teaches taekwondo and is literally the polar opposite of me. It’s weird. I kind of do have a thing for him (I defiantly just cringed in my chair a little bit there) but I would never in a million years try that theory out. We live in two different cities, and I have difficulty maintaining relationships with my friends let alone a..ugh…significant friend. It would just be all sorts of awful. Now usually, that’s the end of that. But, its not. At Fanshawe, there is a kid who my roommates want me to date. It’s a guy from their program; he’s a few years older than me and very cute. But, we have nothing in common, and trying to have a flowing conversation without joking around every few seconds is like pulling teeth. He’s always physically hurt, which is weird. He’s currently going through his second or third process of implanting false teeth. And he’s had an obscene amount of stitches. There’s just always something physically wrong with the kid. Um, can you calm down and not get so drunk that you need to be hospitalized for a minute? I could work with that, I really could. The thought of having a significant man-friend is so appealing which is really the only reason why I’m sticking around to see if it goes anywhere. It’s awful, I know but I do think about him from time to time. Ugh, I wish I could just not care about any of this kind of stuff just like the beginning of school, where being single or taken was not even a thought that would cross my mind. Well that’s my little run-on-sentence on boys.

Now, my grades. I suck at school, I really do. I can’t study and I really am not concerned with missing an assignment. But I should be, because these assignments are worth so much! Ah I was I was normal, and you know, gave a fuck about what I was doing. Take now for instance. I should be studying for the two midterms I have coming up. Instead I’m blogging about how I’m going to fail because I’m not studying. I really should be more concerned but I can really think about right now is the fact that I’m tired and kind of hungry. Really hungry actually. God I want food, food fixes everything.

Tacos would be great.

#POST 24

I haven’t blogged in a while. I guess I should start up again! So I’ve spent about a month in college now and trust me, when they say college changes you, they meant it. I feel…more like a slut really! Not in the way I dress, but in the way I’ve been acting. Ah well, if there ever was an appropriate time to slut up it would be now. I’m pretty sure I’d just got a high five from my favourite How I Met Your Mother character Barney for that comment.
 Although, since starting college I’ve seen an obscene amount of boys peeing, none of them unknown (unfortunately) to me and trust me I wasn’t trying to take a look! Fanshawe is pretty awesome, mainly because of this amazing find though:

Yeah, that shit is real Potter Heads, the Deathly Hallows will follow you erry’ where! The inner nerd in me completely flipped out upon this discovery in one of the cafes in the school. Let me tell you I was so stoked and my poor friend Dave was just so confused. Oh well, I know some people who would find that incredible, like Biltmony Maxamillion. (She did find it amazing for the record.)

My program is amazing! It’s so close knit. We went camping for a full week up in Musokoa in the first few weeks of September. It was amazing! Now let me tell you, being brown town, I don’t get out of the house a lot. I absolutely loved this kind of ‘camping’. I would have been so stoked to go to a place like Pinecrest, or similar to it. I made some really great friendships there that I won’t probably ever forget. Our group made these ‘burn bracelets’. The group leaders (2 years in my program) bought a giant rope, cut them long enough to wrap around our wrists and then fused them together with a lighter. Yes, you’re thought process is correct; they were lit on fire, while on our wrists, after they cooled off though they looked really cool.

The point is that they wouldn’t come off and that us as a group would always be connected by these bracelets. Of course being the small thing I am, I slipped mine off to shower and what not.

 It really changed some people too. The last night, there was this talent show and the shyest kid in the whole program came up along with Nate, (a kid in my class who is unaware of how socially awkward he is, but we all love him anyways) and they rapped up a storm in front of our entire camping family! It was incredible! The rap was god awful but the fact that he came up to do it, and the reinforcement from Nate was just heart-warming. When they were done, we cheered like the Beatles were on stage for him. He came back on stage a few seconds after and said, ‘We should all just have one big hug.’ Something you gotta know about Rec and Leisure kids, when you say group hug, we mean group hug. All 150ish of us ran up to hug this kid. It was so inspiring and amazing just to witness and be a part of that!

So far, I’m loving the college life! Maybe I’ll do a fashion post or a food post next time! I’m stoked regardless.

#POST 21

So I haven't done a post in a while. So here is a random post of pictures of my self in a bright pink sparky shirt (that I've cut up and sewn) and some intense blue and black eye makeup.

See? On Stalker book, I have named it 'Blue on Black--The Bombshell's Back'

 I'm not gonna lie though, I love acting as if I can model and being gangster all at the same time. Actually that was a lie, I just have no clue how to pose for a camera. Thus why my next post will have a model. A white girl named Beth. I'm pretty excited for her to be joining my blog as just that because, well look at that. -->
I'm more than confident that it speaks for it's self.

See that ring? See that blurb? --

If you've noticed, I'm wearing a double ring. Let me give you a pointless background story on this here ring. My good friend Melissa bought it for me for my birthday. She took me out to the mall to pick them out for my self because she didn't know my ring size and because she wasn't sure what I would like. (Although I do have this knack for turning random stuff into fashionably wearing) Anyways, weeks passed and BAM it was my birthday, but she forgot the gift. No big deal, so she'd just get them to me another time. A good month or two passes and by now I've forgotten completely about the gift all together. So when she finally gives them to me I am in shock and awe on how much I love the rings before she pointed out that I had picked them. True story. Wanna hear another one? I just wasted a good two minutes of your life right there. You're welcome.

However, on a separate note, I've been fiddling around more and more with photoshop. I'm very slowly getting the hang of it. This means that my future posts of my own bad photography will be coved up by my lame photoshop skills.

AFTER

BEFORE

TILL NEXT POST BITCHES!

Actually no. I don't talk like this. But the picture deemed that quote appropriate...

POST # 19

Well, for the past few weeks I’ve been updating/changing/severely neglecting this blog and now I think I’ll fix it up a bit and actually post something. Now if anyone cares to back-track you will notice that ‘POST’s 06-10’ are missing. Why you ask? Well. Those were the posts that I had attempted the ’30 day challenge’ thing. Funny joke right? Me? Committing to something? I’m laughing as I type!

Anyways, my last post seemed dark, damp and depressing, I every time I click on my blog page I see that post and want to crawl into a dark corner and cry. No more of that now! I have semi-big plans for this blog! I want to add a fashion component, along with some quick recipes and some DIY stuff. Kind of like a Tumblr but more elaborate. Of course all of these new categories will be linked to and from their respective pages. For example, Fashion from LookBook.nu, and Recipes/DYI from Tumblr, cause you know I’m an attention seeking cow with ADD and I’ll forget where I had that one random post. Anywho, sometime this month I shall post up at least two fashion posts and one recipe.

Along with sharing all of my quirky ideas to the world wide web, I am also doing this so I don’t forget when I go to school next year in London (not England, Ontario). I’m pretty stoked about it, but I’ve come up with a lot of fashion tips, quick food fixes and cheap innovations within this past year, and I’ve already forgotten half of them, so this blog will be great as a ‘student life index’ for me when I finally leave my Momma’s house.

Well this was a short but sweet and hopefully a update with promises I will (cross your fingers) pull through with. Lets hope I don’t procrastinate too much.