7/30/10
7/25/10
Wedding Messages

My mom's cousin is getting married tomorrow. It'll be the first wedding I've been to in... something, like, 12 years? A long time. I'm wearing a peach dress with frills -- frills are in, apparently. I know, you're so excited.
Enough digression! My mother and I picked out a beautiful wedding card for the bride and groom. It reads:
"If you treat each other kindly, with compassion and with trust, and always let your tender feelings show, if you laugh together often and enjoy the time you share, but give each other space to learn and grow, if you understand your differences, respecting who you are and put each other first in all you do, your marriage will be beautiful, a reason to feel proud, and a special source of love your whole lives through."
AND THAT'S the god damned truth. That passage, verbatim, is what will make any relationship work. So, work towards that, all you lovers of the world! I'm going to read this passage at my wedding... which will be MONUMENTAL... PINNACLE. In your life. If you're invited. You probably will be.
Crazy Blackberry.
Bohemian Rhapsody

A while back, I took up the time to research this classic 80's hit, with the hopes of understanding the legendary hype behind what is supposedly one of the greatest songs of all time.

The song is 6 minutes and 5 seconds long... Look, I'm an impatient person, which warrants why I wasn't able to sit down long enough to listen to the song in it's entirety, especially because at the time it didn't make sense to me -- it's 3 different songs in one!

I've now decided to learn it, because as a destined karaoke star, I need to know this song to be one of the great ones. Plus, it's a really great song - you've gotta have a pretty hefty scrotum sack to sing a song like this.
I can't say much more, other than the fact that it's just great. I've now listened to it 13 times in a row. I'm going to attempt the karaoke version now.
I put the karaoke version on the bottom if you wanna try it out.
You should, it's awesome.
7/21/10
7/20/10
Grade 3 Crisis
Back in grade 3, I got stuck in a sticky situation involving my faith - to say the least. It was weird, trust me. Like, I'm not even going to attempt explaining the gist's of it.
Anyway, there was a pinnacle moment in my mom's car, when I finally built up enough courage to tell my mom what was going on in my head. She basically gave me what I needed: tough love.
A dose of reality hit me in the face, and maybe only milliseconds after my heavenly mother virtually bitch-slapped the life out of my fears, this song began playing on the radio.
"Stop your nonsense -- listen to this song," she said.
Truthfully, I only heard the words "Lord" and "Jesus." That was enough for me. At the time, that was all I needed to hear.
...if you ever see me in real life and want to know what the hell I'm talking about, ask me. I'll explain it with as much clarity as humanly possible.
Here's the song that had a huge hand in helping me get over a lot of the anxiety I carried as a youngster.
Anyway, there was a pinnacle moment in my mom's car, when I finally built up enough courage to tell my mom what was going on in my head. She basically gave me what I needed: tough love.
A dose of reality hit me in the face, and maybe only milliseconds after my heavenly mother virtually bitch-slapped the life out of my fears, this song began playing on the radio.
"Stop your nonsense -- listen to this song," she said.
Truthfully, I only heard the words "Lord" and "Jesus." That was enough for me. At the time, that was all I needed to hear.
...if you ever see me in real life and want to know what the hell I'm talking about, ask me. I'll explain it with as much clarity as humanly possible.
Here's the song that had a huge hand in helping me get over a lot of the anxiety I carried as a youngster.
7/19/10
"I Could Really Use A Wish Right Now."

I want to say that these few days have been particularly trying on my mental state, but if I want to be honest, it seems as though karma took some time off, essentially, to bitch slap me with any negative karma lingering from any bad thing I've ever done in my entire life, all in the past few months, especially in these past few weeks.
I want to say I've gotten stronger. I want to say I'm already a strong person. I want to say I've been through worst, but all this bottling up hasn't made it better for me. I just want one moment away from everyone to cry it all out, or to take part in one really nutso sparring session to get all this pent-up frustration out of my system, and move on, you know? We need those days sometimes.
Time is passing by, and I'm not a child anymore. I'm no nonsensical chick -- I know I can't just give my problems to my mom and expect her to make everything better, I have responsibilities, too. It's just hard sometimes, because I'm trying so hard. I really am doing the best I possibly can. I'm only struggling to stay on the life path paved out for me.
And to think, a piece of paper would make it all better. As Hayley Williams says, "I could really use a wish right now."
"Airplaines" - B.o.B ft. Hayley Williams
p.s. I'd like to thank all the men in my life for being deadbeat everything's; without you all, I wouldn't have been as independent and as strong-willed as a woman. Also, if it weren't for you all, I would have figured out too late that you're all different versions of the same asshole.
7/14/10
Co-Habitation.

The majority of you reading this haven't (fortunately - a bit of foreshadowing for the rest to come) been... blessed with this opportunity as of yet, but think about it now.
Would you move in with a lover before marriage? Or, would you wait solely after things were official?

I, Personally, have not even considered the possibility of moving in with anyone - short of my husband, of course. However, the other day, I was lucky enough to live out the couple co-habitation scenario with a good friend of mine, and I was exposed to a sudden realization: You are LIVING with someone. You're not room mates, you are CO-HABITATING.
Think of it this way, every time you guys have sex, you've got to take a shower together, and every time you take a shower together, you've got to have sex in the shower... Well, it depends on the person, but my point is, there's a constant sense of obligation and attachment -- more security in your "love-filled" relationship, yes, but less independence as two separate entities. Your life becomes the sum of two lives in one. It becomes that serious.
They become your rock that keeps you grounded, your cave to get away from the world, your inspiration when you lack creativity, the shoulder you run to when you're upset, and your beacon of hope when your world is crumbling.

If you happen to be -- well, me, whom values their independence more than the air they breath, wait till you're married. There's no reason your lover couldn't sleep over from time to time.
7/7/10
The Bachelorette

I will tell you this, however; while I absolutely adore that box with the vivid glowing screen in my living room and all the junk that's in it, I wouldn't put The Bachelor, or The Bachelorette anywhere near my top 50 shows of all time.I don't know? There's something about one individual continually sticking their eager tongue down several sex-deprived individuals mouths, until they find the mouth they want to stick their tongue down the most, that makes the concept of the show slightly repulsive. Also, because It's all practically fake; there's no true love found on these shows! The infatuation of wanting true love is merely meddled with, and that in itself, the infatuation, isn't even found.

Enough digressing, I think this years Bachelorette is really pretty, and she's a really cool chick -- she's as fun as her name, Ali (pronounced Ah-Lee). I can't figure out for sure if she's wearing extensions or not, I don't think so...

7/5/10
A True Diva
I laughed in a couple corny parts, -- like, the beginning when the second girl came out, she felt the song so much, ha -- but over all, I quite enjoyed this. Especially the "Fighter" performance going into Xtina's appearance. It was great.
More importantly, I put this video up because Christina Aguilera is one of the best in the business. She hits it every time. I mean, she really nails every single performance! She's a true diva, man. And anyone who knows music will really appreciate this performance.
Do yo thang, girl!
More importantly, I put this video up because Christina Aguilera is one of the best in the business. She hits it every time. I mean, she really nails every single performance! She's a true diva, man. And anyone who knows music will really appreciate this performance.
Do yo thang, girl!
Letter to the my paycheque
Dear Paycheque,
It's your girl, Kemsa.
Please do me the most endeared honor of coming into my mailbox (at around noon) tomorrow. The thought of waiting for your anticipated arrival is brutally painful to my... ego. As Boy George once sang, "do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?" I didn't think so.
I really, really need you to live.
With Truest of Love,
Kemistry
It's your girl, Kemsa.
Please do me the most endeared honor of coming into my mailbox (at around noon) tomorrow. The thought of waiting for your anticipated arrival is brutally painful to my... ego. As Boy George once sang, "do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?" I didn't think so.
I really, really need you to live.
With Truest of Love,
Kemistry
7/4/10
The Fervor
What kind of artist names their painting 4 years after they've finished painting it? 'Twas completed in my grade 12 art class, and was my very first acrylic painting.
As soon as Canada--"shit-ass"-- Post delivers my paycheque to me, I'll buy more material to make another set of paintings. Maybe, a bit more on the cooler side of the colour wheel.
I Want Financial Prosperity!
I've noticed that as of late, a surprising number of individuals around me (including myself) have been quitting their jobs (...or getting fired) with the hopes of graduating to newer employment opportunities, with the intention of gaining greater prosperity -- not only in the financial realm, but shockingly enough, on a mental, emotional, and spiritual circumference as well.
About a week a go, I ventured into an Indigo (best. place. ever.) with Rosa (Roscrotum!!), in the search of wisdom cards. I found a deck (it was already open, awesome), shuffled the cards around, thinking something along the lines of, "what am I going to do next? What's in store for me? What should I know for the future?" Out pops out this card, "I want financial prosperity..."
I thought I'd share the message the universe decided to share with me, via this card... you know, 'cause everybody's freaking out about their monetary funds, and what not. I'm hoping this will make you feel better.
Here's what the card reads:
About a week a go, I ventured into an Indigo (best. place. ever.) with Rosa (Roscrotum!!), in the search of wisdom cards. I found a deck (it was already open, awesome), shuffled the cards around, thinking something along the lines of, "what am I going to do next? What's in store for me? What should I know for the future?" Out pops out this card, "I want financial prosperity..."

Here's what the card reads:
"I want financial prosperity! There are so many wonderful things that are available in this wonderful world; and financial prosperity opens the door to so many of those things.
Since the Law of Attraction responds to my thoughts, I have decided to focus predominantly upon the abundance that is possible, understanding that it is only a matter of time before my thoughts of prosperity will be matched by the flow of financial prosperity. Since the Law of Attraction will bring me the object of my attention, I choose abundance."
Since the Law of Attraction responds to my thoughts, I have decided to focus predominantly upon the abundance that is possible, understanding that it is only a matter of time before my thoughts of prosperity will be matched by the flow of financial prosperity. Since the Law of Attraction will bring me the object of my attention, I choose abundance."
7/1/10
Shrek Karaoke, for the memories.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I remember this.
While I was perusing through the karaoke video's on Youtube.com, I found this! The Shrek Karaoke scene from the first Shrek movie! I was obsessed with this when I was... 13? I think? I knew all the words, and like the geek my younger brother and I are, we would sing it constantly.
Here's for the memories.
I remember this.
While I was perusing through the karaoke video's on Youtube.com, I found this! The Shrek Karaoke scene from the first Shrek movie! I was obsessed with this when I was... 13? I think? I knew all the words, and like the geek my younger brother and I are, we would sing it constantly.
Here's for the memories.
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