Cats and Rabbits

I don't care what any of you say. This is possibly one of the funniest japanese animation videos you could ever watch. The song just adds to the comic effect.

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/161181

Backstreet's Back

I was a 14 year old over again. Giggling and screaming in excitment. Shreaking with delight because, yes, the backstreet boys came back to town. Like many others who love the backstreet boys, or just wanted to re-live the excitment over for memories sake I lined up at 7:00am and bought a 70 dollar ticket that would ensure my seat at the show of 5 30 some odd year boy band that had tickled my ears and eyes since I was in grade 3.

Upon arriving at the bell center, my friends and I were in a furry looking for a seat before the entertainment started. Sure, there was some girl singing some random songs. No one was really listening to her though. Perhaps humoring her, but not accually listening to her. When she left the stage, the entire stad began to chant the familiar name "Back-street-boys". The lights dimmed and everyone screamed in anticipation. Imagine or dissapointment when a band called "The Click Five" was reveiled behind a bed sheet that had been hanging on stage. 5 guys all wearing tight suits and singing pop-punk songs. My friends and I groaned but recognized a song that they sung and thought it was a cover (WRONG!). When they left there was a fifteen minute pause, the consisted of quite a few rounds of the wave, much chanting, screaming and general excitment.

Finally, the lights dimmed, the entire stad errupted in screams, and down a flight of lit stairs, 5 dark figures came down the stairs slowly to the beat of a strange backstreet boys medly. Then they unexpectadly started off with "the call". After a few songs one of the major questions were answered "Are they going to dance?" and they did! AAAHHH....

There were quite a few alughs like Brian asking if some people who were there were even born when they started. There was also a dancing heart, the click running on stage dressed in 80s clothing, nick fighting for attention over AJ. (pfff....who can compete with AJ?...really!) When I left I was content and I bought a T-shirt.

Good Times...

They'll be back and when they do guess where I'm going...

Friday night jokes

What's grey and comes in pints?

Give up?

An Elephant

*don't get it? You will....Think about it...

Goodbye High School

I think that now I can honestly say that I've gotten into the whole swing of things in cegep. I mean, the homework hasn't exactly been hitting me in mounds, however any other sort of pre-cegep, pre-growing up stress has now dissapeared. However, (and I can't accually beleive that I'm saying this). I accually miss highschool. There's something about it that I love. It's not the familiarity. Nor is it the people. It's everything in general. I wish I could do grade 11 again. Just switch up life again and see what happens. I miss some teachers, friends, the building, the senority, after school chilling, clubs...etc. Gosh, I can't beleive high school is behind me. It's wierd not being able to watch a teen flick about high school the same!

There it is..at the end of the tunnel. A light. A light. She's reaching out and her hands are grasping the emptiness in front of her. She's not dead. She knows it. She's not alive either. She's not a ghost or some free spirit that religion is always mentioning. She's a random mass of atoms floating in the universe. Insignificant in light of the "big picture". She's crawling across the floor trying to find some sort of object that'll end her suffering. The carpet is burning her hands, and it's only then that she realizes that it's her fault for running her hand so quickly along the hallway floor. She sits on her knees. Possibly one of the most uncomfortable positions someone can be in. Present events prevent her nervous system from receiving the pain. Leaning her head as far back as she can, she breathes in, letting in as much oxygen as possible in to her system. A horrible grunt comes from somewhere not to far away. It sounds like a sufficated scream. Loud talking. What's that? She can't hear and ignores the conversation. She's good at that. blood is pumping through every single vein in her body. It tickles and she laughs. They look at her. She smiles. They turn away. Typical. They're used to ignoring her, just like she's used to ignoring conversation. Her lips are dry and she gets up to get a drink of water. Her legs collapse underneithe her body. Her feet are asleep and her brain is finally interpretting pain.

Woah Melphy...so much melph!..

Gah, school. It's started. It's here. It's there. It's in the majority of my frien's lives. It's been about a week and I can personally feel the pressure of theatre crushing me slowly. 11 courses or more per semester. I have to read two plays for next week. And each teacher has shown what's demanded of eacho of us. Si I guess I should go into detial of my first week of CEGEP.

Monday: The train ride to the middle of nowhere was intense. I was nervous and deep down, a bit excited. I got ot my locker and found a bunch of people around that general area looking as confused as I was. I looked at my schedual and after quite a bit of time swerving through random hallways I began to accept the fatc that I was lost and needed help. I saw a group of 3 people I recognized as theatre students standing, ironically, in front of the theatre department. I be friended two actors and one techy like myself. This techy has bright pink hair, barely speaks English, however she is very sweet and together we found our class. It was cold and when I realized that it was basically, basic trigonometry, I almost fell off my chair. But i bought a flashy set square triangle and stuff so I feel all science like...lol..

Tuesday: I met Kosta and Andrew. Perhaps my two closest friends at this point in time at John Abbott. Hung with them, watched the matrix. Learned I'll be building a go kart and making my own wine and beer! Maybe JA won't be so bad after all.

Wednesday: Went for my first English literature class. 60 people and in the theatre. Taught by a British guy and a guy who sounds like the dad from American Pie. Anyhow, this is the first day that my nickname that's used throughout the actors was called out. Melphy. Long story short, some actor didn't like my name and re-named me. This name is also followed by a handshake and wailing of the creater. "Woah...it's melphy...loads of melph...WOAH...WOW...WAAH....MELPHY...!!!" Either that or I'm "Nat" *crazy handgesture that looks like it belongs in a rap video*

Thursday: I learned how to tie a knot! I'm also apperently a Marxist...wtf?!?!

well...ya...my week so far..more soon...

HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY TO MY FIRST SUCCESSFUL BLOG!