I still haven't unpacked my bags from my 2 month hiatus from the city so every time I walk into my room I trip over my suitcase and give myself a new bruise on some part of my body. The pathetic part is laziness isn't the reason that I haven't gotten to it but I keep having this reoccurring dream that I wake up and have somehow won the lottery. The first thing I say is "I'm getting the FUCK outta here" and my bags are already packed but I'm sure everyone has the same dream so I gotta back to reality. Speaking of reality, Canada's Next Top Model was in town last week for an open casting call and I should've gone for shits but thought fuck it and went to Euro Deli instead now putting me at the most I've ever weighed in my life. Michelle's helped my weight gain along by cooking fucking boom dinners lately and last night bitch even topped herself! Check out this set up Absolutely mouth watering meal, hats off Mich. Barely get to see, much less talk to, the crew these days but we all got it together to hit Ottawa last weekend for the Clipse show at Babylon. The stage was so low and we were so close that it was worth the extra bill I spent on bus tickets and partying but somehow Maeve still brought me back my camera with shit photos. Any chance of meeting them was shot to hell when they saw the broke down couch, cheap liquor and paper cups that made up the "VIP" booth. SMH at that one.
It' still 2 weeks away but since coming back my time's been consumed by school and anything fun has to take a backseat till my broke ass gets a job. Last year's trip was pretty debaucherous and I don't see how it can be outdone (LIE) but here's some highlights from last year It's barely a quarter of what went down but we were all too wasted to take proper photos of anything. This is one of the few things keeping me from calling quits in this city and moving back state side. I've been going to the library 4 times a week and I still feel like I'm not getting shit done. Plus I bashed my finger against the door walking in here and have been bleeding for the last half hour! Doesn't look bad but you should see the napkin. Fight the power!
I started my first week of university and it's been a mix of stress, confusion and annoyance with the general population.I thought that I would be around serious intellectuals that I could learn something from but instead it's Dawson 2.0. The same over tanned, high pitch/nasal voice, ugg wearing bitches are there, the "ey bro, bottles and Ed Hardy, bro!" crew are posted at their respective corners and the general mix of "im an original fly boy/girl! Check my out shit!" are all milling around wherever I go. After the first day I realized the chances of me making any friends dropped considerably and it was low to begin with. I thought I had a chance of becoming class buddies (your go to person when you miss a class) with this one girl in my Poli Sci class that sat next to me but she asked me if this was geography 302, I said no and she got up and left. When she got up tho I noticed this girl had a serious ass on her! This was literally a "Ass so fat you could see it from the front" moment. How I didn't notice before I don't know but as she walked away I realized she was on the same ass caliber as some of the girls in this video. Skipped to around 3:20
Boootayyy! I imagined that would have been her theme song. Anyways, as Poli Sci progressed it hit me how screwed I am for the rest of the semester. The kids in that class are a serious CNN/MSNBC tip. I felt like I was on those political debate shows where politicians are yelling about their own agenda while calling out the other guys bullshit but in reality all their diapers are packing heat and they're all guilty of what they're calling the others out on but everyone's acting like their shit don't stink as much as the other guy. Kinda lost myself there but you get what I'm saying. The saddest thing was when the topic of Condoleezza Rice came up. I know she doesn't have the best wrap with the black community but I always thought she should be cut a break because it can't be easy being her and she has done good things. But when I heard some of the things she's done that don't favor black people I thought "Oh...Damn" Like when she wanted to consolidate the ethnic centers at Stanford University or said that she was ANTI affirmative action. Yeah, yeah people say affirmative action is bad because it forces the employer, have to pick the black guy though he's less qualified blah blah blah but I don't remember black people having a choice in being slaves. What the fuck made my ancestors so qualified for the job that lazy ass slave owners didn't want to do themselves? Picking cotton all day in the sun, getting whipped, bound in shackles, being separated from your family and living in a shack with 30 people, no pay AND then being called lazy and good for nothing after all that? I don't think anyone would be jumping for that job. Everybody talks about how slavery ended but the aftermath is still around so if affirmative action gets a black person ahead I'm down and the States is still a very racially driven country. Ok that's enough Jesse Jackson for now, actually that another whole level of crazy I need to not get into now. I completely digress from what I was thinking about; when Bill Fletcher called Condy "...black by accident" I thought "ouch" but after reading up some stuff I thought "well...". Felt like when OJ got off but got snitched on by a couple stool pigeons about 10 years to the day he was acquitted and now he's serving 33 years...DAMN!
Sorry to all 3 or 4 you that take the time out to read this little blog of mine for the lack of posts as of late but shit's been fucked. Since last time I've left L.A. and am back in Montreal. Really not much to say about my trip besides that it wasn't as great as I hoped. Christmas was spent drinking wine out of a box, watching old Wesley Snipe movies and this was my Christmas dinner MMMMMMMMM! New Year's was terrible and the weather was even worse. The first week I was there it was unbelievably cold and raining all the time and by the second week it was just cold. But in all in ironic stories the weather suddenly changed to this the day before I left and now I'm here
