Oscar piccies! (sp?)

I told you all that Emmy looked amazing. *wants to be Emmy Rossum*

Jamie's daughter looked so nice. I put this pic in because I think he is awesome for bringing his daughter to the Oscars. I mean, what an awesome dad.

Hilary's dress looked backward from the front, but not so from the back... You know your design sucks when people can't tell if the wearer put it on the right way...

Laura Linney's hair is really scary. I thought she was going to hiss at me, like a cat, or something.

Bad hair Kirsten. I love her red MJ hair.

Natalie Portman's dress was an improvement over her globes dress, but she still needs to find better dresses.

Ahhh... Orlando. I added him so I could look at him for a moment...

Too much yellow! I love yellow, but Cate Blanchet with the yellow hair (well, blond), it was too much.

As Micheal said, Renee Zellweger looks way less squinty brunette. Regardless, the dress is awesome. If I had that waist, I would wear it too. And, of course, had the awards show invite.

And Charlize was brunette! I had my money on blond.

Gweneth's breast were falling out of her dress. Everytime she lifted her arms at all, her breasts would start to come out. She looked good anyway *shakes fist at Gweneth*

Yes! Someone told Johnny that last year's look wasn't very good. I mean, a bow tie with that collar? What was the point? This year had a funny tie too, but it was better than last year, overall.

Penelope Cruz, half of Semelope Hayacruz! I liked Selma Hayek better, myself.

Kate's dress was my favourite. Great colour, and it looks really good from the front. And it's all flowy!

Cut your hair Mike. You're giving Canada a bad name.

Robbie Williams trying to be Bono! I like him without facial hair, myself.

Send the nerds off to their own party with a pretty girl to give them awards.

OSCARBLOG

OSCARBLOG 2005! (I'm so joining next year too. Erin will invite me).

PS: I am so holding you to the two parties, Jonah. :-D I can't wait.

Send the nerds off to their own party with a pretty girl to give them awards.

Radical Sabbatical Happy Juice

I was watching the local news the other night and they ran a story about a woman who just turned 107. And she looked amazing. She could walk around by herself, and talk well and she was making jokes. I said out loud, "I want to be her when I grow up!"

But then I thought for a minute about her lifespan. In the past hundred and seven years, so much has happenned. She lived through two world wars, a depression, the invention of the automobile, a man on the moon... So many things changed so much. TV, computers, cell phones... All the things she has experienced we can't even begin to imagine. I just found this realy interesting, and decided to throw it out there.

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Release the hounds!

Yes Sarah and Ash, I stole your template, I'm sorry. But I needed something new.

I love being on the VOICES Tour committee or whatever. It's fun. You get volunteer hours for having fun with friends. Like yesterday, at mock timetable night. AND we got Tim Horton's donuts too. SCORE!

Okay, before I say anything else, I am a little annoyed about something. And while it veers off from the general direction of my blog, it is mine, so I'm going to write it.

So, in case you guys didn't know, the British parliament has outlawed fox hunting. This is very annoying to me, because I thinks it's a stupid idea to outlaw it. Whenever I say this to someone, they always say, "Why do you want to chase poor, defenseless animals?"

Okay, let me tell you, foxes are not the adorable little creatures from The Fox and the Hound. They steal chickens and other poultry from farmers, they get into mischief. They have been romanticised way more than they deserve.

Alright, alright, before anyone goes and asks me what I have against foxes, I'm going to say I don't hate them. I really don't. I just think that they have survived for centuries while being hunted by humans, and I think they can continue surviving.

Another thing: we should be allowed to hunt foxes. Or anything, really. I'm not for the mass slaughter of animals, but people have hunted animals for eons, and might I point out, the Inuit still do. I'm perfectly fine with that; but it would be racist to tell one people that they can hunt the endagered species they've hunted for generations and then go and tell another people that they can't. Just because white people are the majority doesn't mean that our traditions are any less important. They are just as important as those of other cultures. But for some reason, it's like we can give it up because white people have been on top.

Okay, here's the main thing: It's not about the foxes. They're just something to chase. It's the chase that's the good part, all riding together, adrenaline pumping, over fences, through rivers, in a big pack. I say this without ever having gone on a hunt; I'm not anywhere near good enough. But it's always been something I've wanted to do. I've watched clips of them on TV, read about them, seen them in movies, and I always thought, 'Wow. That looks like such an incredible experience.' Yes, Avery, I know, I know, horses are hurt and injured and so are riders. I have fully read Black Beauty. But I have still always wanted to do it, and I will still do it one day. Only I hope it'll be legally.

The end.

(Wow. I need to join the debate club, eh?)

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

"Look! There's a message in my alpha-bits! It says 'OOOOO' " "Those are cheerios."

Well, I have to tell you, I am not looking forward to Valentine's Day. Not at all. As you may understand, it isn't much of a single person's holiday. So I was wishing it could come and go quickly, leaving me none the wiser, with an i-flurtz printout in my hand. Alas, I knew that this was not to be.

Today, first thing, I went to Winterlude ice slides, at Jaques-Cartier park, with Emma, and her mom, and their friends. It was fun, only by the end of it I couldn't feel my fingers AT ALL. I'm not exaggerating. It was frightening. But I got a Beavertail out of it, so all is well.

After, I went... SHOPPING! Okay, so all you people in my viewing region. I am going to let you in on my secret. The Clothes Secret. It's a store on Bank St. It's a consignment store on Bank Street, near Hopewell School. Yes, it's second-hand clothes, but they are good. It's no Salvation Army at all. I got two shirts, two pairs of shoes and 'shrug' for 75$. I love that store.

After, I went to Winners (TJMAXX in Canada, I think) and bought some stuff that I won't go into and my Easter pressie! Which, btw i dont know about yet XP .

I also saw the movie The Wedding Date. It is so predictable, but I liked it. And My godmother gave me 20 bucks and told me to get myself something nice on Valentine's Day. (Can you say Phantom soudtrack??)

So, I will come to school tomorrow in a killer outfit, with lovely shoes and a bag of cinnamon hearts. And I will survive this consumerism-based holiday. (Yes, I'm aware that I will feel differently once I get a Valentine... stupid Evan quit on me (lol Evan!) I'll have to wait, I guess...)

So everyone! Place you bets! Who's going to give/get crush cans? Comment your bets!

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

"Okay, who undid my pants?!" -- Davis

WOOT! WAD ROCKS! (WAD = Winter Activity Day)

Best. School. Day. Ever. (I think. I've probaly said this before...).

We only had the morning classes, because in the afternoon, we went to an activity that we had signed up and piad for beforehand (like bowling, skating on the canal, skiing, cyberdome, playing Xbox @ school...). Me and a whole whack of others (ex: Alan, Davis, Avery, Josh, Julia, Julia, Phil, Sam, Nina...) signed up to go see National Treasure at the Mayfair (a small, one screen theater near my house). No one went for the movie (good thing, it was pretty bad) and we had so much fun! (yeah, yeah, Shut up about Josh, Davis). Sam (antha) stole my popcorn and threw it at various people, and I sat with Josh and Avery (agian, be quite Davis!)

After the movie, Alan, Josh, Davis and I went to Avery's house and crashed -literally- on the couch. Poor Josh. I think we scared him. Sorry Josh! We love you Josh!

Spent the rest of the evenin on said couch, with a brief dinner interlude and one where Alan wouldnt get off the phone with Chanti. Then more crashing on the couch (makes connection with title) and watching CSI. Then, alas, I had to depart. Which was to bad, cuz the party was just getting started. What did you guys do after I left...? :P

Then I went skiing today! At Edelwiess. I wanted to go to Cascades, but it didn't work out :( . I still got to ski though!

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"