Kiss The Flame

things that used to amuse now just get me angry because I find them so boring. One thing I don't get bored of yet is singing.

now playing: still the Salads... specifically 2Kool4Skool

ponder this: nothing lasts, I knew that, its the only reason I'm still here, I last, at last.

posted by Tara @ 5:35 PM 4 comments

officially less than a month of school left, which is good, since i've been trying to avoid going lately. Football season is in full swing, looking forward to another Regional championship, ladies. I think jazz is finally over, which is good, because it means I don't have to feel bad about never going to practices anymore. Seems hard to believe that prom was a whole week ago already. Good times, besides the lateness. Wish I had taken more pictures though, even with the new camera I only got about 20 or so that night. Speaking of which, I should recharge my battery and load them up. I hated my hair, wasn't at all like the picture I had brought in with me, but seeing people in ugly dresses that cost like 8 times what I paid for mine was sort of satisfying. I know I'm judgemental, I can't help it, and it most cases people deserve it anyways, so it doesn't bother me. Guys in general need to learn to dance. And I was surprisingly wide awake, even all weekend. Although I did get an hour on the way to Dave's cottage. Fireworks, fire tower, crappy restaurant service, and soo many hilarious pictures that say too much about the fun we had. Which is not to say we had too much fun, that is impossible. That entire weekend = unforgettable. Thanks to the Macleans. and the Kempers. and the Edgells. and the Dewars too. for letting us invade their properties for various amounts of time. I'm seriously going to miss you guys when I go away next year, but I'll come back to visit for sure, and we've still got a whole fucking summer. Ready or not, here we come.

now playing: The Salads' album, Fold A to B. awesome live, and just generally hilarious. you might know them as the creators of Roth Kung Fu and Get Loose.

ponder this: it's a good thing we don't know what other people really think of us. we'd have very few friends.

posted by Tara @ 5:07 PM 0 comments

Italy rocked some serious sock. I now want to travel all of Europe. I have decided that at some point, either shortly before or after marriage I'm going to spend a few years just visiting places. And not the five-star hotel type of travelling, I want the kind where you get to interact with the people and see a little of their lives. Actual travelling, not vacationing. Although, don't get me wrong, vacations are pretty darn nice too.

Interesting notes from Italy:
- porte via = take out... useful to know.
- wine bottles require corkscrews: room keys don't work too well, although scissors do if you're desparate
- always order natural water specifically
- Italians make damn good pasta, and bread, and lots of it
- don't expect vegetables :(
- lemon gelato is gross, all other flavours are exceptional
- yes, the leaning tower really does lean... pretty darn cool
- there are a lot of duomos... get used to it
- there is a lot of walking... on cobblestones... up and down hills (therefore it is your own dumbass fault if you wear heels, so i don't want to hear you complain)
- and clench as you go
- bargain like mad
- but you can get some quality stuff for pretty cheap
- everything is gorgeous so bring more film than you think you'll need
- make sure you have your camera with you everyday :S
- find a way to get comfortable on the plane because like it or not, you're going to be there for awhile
- learn some simple, but cool words like prego and grazie
- learn to count to ten (or in Kaelan's case, nine)
- get lots of sleep but stay awake while passing pretty scenery
- be discrete when changing on a bus
- try to remember what your guide tells you, because back home all those pretty buildings and arches are going to look the same if you don't have a story about them
- avoid gross, old Italian men
- try on faggio sunglasses at every oppurtunity
- never pass up a photo op with a hot Italian guy
- bring your own towel and soap, no matter where you're going to stay
- bring shower shoes
- be quick in the shower, they might be icy
- be prepared for the lack of toilets, just a hole in the ground, even ladies
- buy whatever you like, you'll most likely never be back again
- try to be on time, but don't pass up going in a store or eating some gelato for it
- don't get lost in Venice
- when in Venice, go on a gondola.. cheesy? maybe, but totally worth it
- have some pizza in Pisa, bologne in Bolgona, merlot in Murlo
- use the phrase "molto benne carne del hommo" at least once
- last but not least: it's Italy, have fun

now playing: Levon by Billy Klippert... that album has been my saviour this weekend.

ponder this: there's so much awesome stuff to look forward to in the next few months, that i'm getting over any crappiness (ie: my wisdom teeth, or lack there of) pretty fast: my b-day, downtown shopping(maybe) at the very least some prom dress and scrapbook shopping at some point, cabaret, football season, prom, the summer... all so exciting.

posted by Tara @ 7:27 PM 3 comments

for reference: i do know, I just don't care.

now playing: "home on the range" you know, the buffalo song. seriously.

ponder this: "still waiting, still shaking, no dream for me in the making" translation: i dont know what i'm doing and it scares the shit outta me.

posted by Tara @ 8:41 PM 0 comments

ENERGIZER BUNNY
I wish I had one, so that he could stay up all night and finish my work for me, so that I can get some much needed sleep. lol. When I get tired I can't even put together coherent "sentencings" let alone write an English summative essay, right Greg? How is it that I always begin a post because I had something worthwhile to share, and once I start I haven't the foggiest what it was to begin with? ZOOOOOO tomorrow. Come home, thaw, write 3 more pages of this fucking essay. I thought mine was alright, til I read other peoples and they were so original and interesting. Mine is just blah, same old sociological debate, nothing new. I still loves my books, and there goes my brilliant english skills again. damn, im going to bed.

now playing: Spy by the Moffatts!!! that's right.

ponder this: how can you criticize people for judging you by your dyed hair and ripped clothes and leather and spikes and for not looking like everyone else... when you judge me just because I do look like everyone else? hypocrisy? just maybe...
(disclaimer: i have nothing against the so-called "punks"... they're some of the coolest people i know. This is just a comment about a comment made by one person alone.)

posted by Tara @ 10:59 PM 2 comments