Things to watch out for at night: ipods & aliens

So I was surfing Youtube and I just remembered something that happened to me last week that I forgot to tell you people (like anyones reading this, but wtvr)

So its like 3 am, and I've just woken up for no reason that I can remember. I try to go back to sleep by turning over. A few minutes after atempting this, I see a flash. I look up and see my ipod flashing in it's iPod dock.

Dock is out to get you.

Anyways, I found this slightly odd seeing as I was neither controling it, nor was anything I was able to see.

After flashing every few seconds for a few more times, my first thought, like any other normal human's would be, was 'omg, aliens'.

At this point, I was a bit worried, like wondering if I was hallucinating.. cause WHY would it be flashing? While debating weither I should take the chance to get up and see what was wrong with it.. I hear a quiet BOOM in the background (coming from outside) and the little red light (on the side) flashes off.. now I was like "OMG OMG ALIENS!!" cause really, what else could it be?

So, I guess at some point I must have fallen asleep. And as it turned out, there was a storm and a transformer exploaded and that was why the ipod was flashing.. heh. Guess I overreacted.


xP

EMMYS - 2007 THE BEST & WORST

So, you've seen the worst through my eyes. Now it is time: to see the BEST. WOOT.

So, I figured I'd to the ol' "Save the best for last" thing. So my favourite of the night will be last (no scrolling down & peeking ;] )


Lemme just say that reds and whites were IN this year.

Let's start with

Kristen Bell (from Veronica Mars) wearing Yigal Azrouel.


She looks great.


Next: Portia DeRossi (aka Ellen's girlfriend) in Azzaro





Next: Julia Louis-Dreyfus in Narciso Rodriguez

LOVE the colour. =D


Next: Helen Mirren


Common, I hope I look as good as she does when Im her age.

Next: Christina Aguliera in Valentino

She looks so fab. It could double as a wedding dress xD
(The one in the yellow ain't looking so hot tho =P )

Next: Mariska Hargitay (from Law & Order)


I love the simple black dressed, you can't go wrong with em (maybe someone should tell that to Hayden Panetiere and Vanessa Williams?)

But my absolute FAVOURITE of the night was:

-insert drumroll here-


Ali Larter! (from Heroes)




I love the colour, and it fits her perfectly.

Emmys 2007 - BEST & WORST

Hello, Peeps.

I did my homework last night, by watching the Emmys. Now, when I watch the Emmys, or anyaward show, the only thing I care about is what people are wearing. Screw the awards for best actor.. I have the Best and Worst of the Emmys '07.

So, I figured we'd do the worst first, because best for last, eh?

So starting off - now, there's no particular order, cause, well they're all equaly bad- *Drum roll, please*

Miss. Cheerleader - Hayden Panettiere.

Ohh. It's so sad, because she's so pretty.

Hayden's Marc Bouwer ensemble is actually a pretty nice colour, and minus the garbage bag/curtain she's got wrapped around her, it'd be a nice dress.


Next: Vanessa Williams.

How many pecocks do you think she had to pluck to make this number?

And, next: Jenna Fischer

A "gorgeous" emsemble. It's very... a la tablecloth.

En, suite:
Laura Bennett.

Unfortunately, she forgot to follow her own advice (dress like you mean it)

(& doesn't that guy in the background look like Nigel Lithgow?)

Next: Felicity Huffman

Now, I do actually like the dress. But only a few can pull it off, and she's not one of them..

My first thought when I saw her in it was "Oh, what a nice advertisement for anorexia"

Next: Becki Newton


Oh God, another friggin mermaid dress. With lace. This is one case where two negatives definately don't make a possitive

Next: Marie Louis Parker

=( She looked soo cute sitting down (seriously not joking)
But when you buy a dressed is supposed to look good, standing up too, eh?


The bottom half of her dress looks like a:

a) curtain

b) tablecloth

c)lamp shade cover

Next: Elizabeth Perkins

Ooh. The insults are endless. It's like she dressed up to go on a picnic, or to a ...farm, and then decided "Hey! Let's go to the Emmys!"


I think those are the main ones.. Now, there are a few honorable mentions, that didn't quite make the cut.

Let's start with Paula Abdul. Aside from the piece of fabric that screams "Look at my right boob!" it really isn't bad. Nice, white, clean. (But can anyone say 'Janet Jackson'?)

The next honorable mention is: Minnie Driver (heh, funny name ;D )

Now, the dress doesn't look bad on her, its just the colour, I think it's too bright. (Look at the guy I circled, he's like "AHHH! My EYES!")

Tomarrow, ill be doing my list for best dressed, and also any other worst dressed that I forgot.

Later!

Gym Class Heroes

Heyah.


So a few funny things happened this week.

First. On Tuesday, we had gym. Now, I dunno if you've ever seen a bunch of girls jumping around trying to catch a football..but lemme tell you, its hilarious.

So two teams are "playing" football in the gym, on girl manages to catch the football, runs for about 3 seconds before she trips over her own feet.. BUT while she was tripping, she still managed to hold onto the football! And where would she land? Right in the..N ZONE!!

She banged into the wall and everything.. it was hilarious - the highlight of my day.

--

Yesterday, Friday, I had gym again and we're still doing football. The weather was nice, so we were forced by the gym teacher to play football outside.
Now, lets get this out of the way, my team sucks. On my team we have:
a goth, a rugby player, a coughfatcough person, and this girl who hurt her ankle and therefore can't run. Oh and there's me. Sure I'm not horrible at sports, but it was like 10 am, and I saw no point in running for ball that I probably wouldn't catch anyway. Now, we were playing against this team that wasn't so great either, but they were still way better than we were.

SOOO. A girl on the opposite team (the one that tripped into the Nzone & got a touchdown) is basically the only one playing.. So Miss. Gym-teacher notices this and says to another player on the team (let's call her "Nash"):

"Hey!! Nash!! Help her out!!"

So Nash, at this point is thinking of an excuse.. now I've heared some great excuses. Everything from "My dog ate it" to "I'm late cause I didn't know the bell was going to ring".

So after about 3 minutes of thinking Nash says:

"I, uh, I had an..itch"

I laughed for 5 minutes after I heared that & I'm still laughing.


So that is basically all of the funny stories of this week.. until next time.

Tash

This is why I rock

Hey

So, I was surfing youtube (a favourite hobby of mine) and I happend to come accross this video:




It rocks.. (hehe)

The movie clips are from Hot Fuzz, which is one of the best movies ever.


**Oh, an PS, if you haven't seen the movie yet, I recomend you don't watch theses videos, cause they show scenes from the end of the movie also

Im gonna go do more youtube-surfing now. LAter!

(five minutes later)

OMG. I found another video, but this one's cooler (for me, at least)

Linkin Park & Hot Fuzz : IN ONE VIDEO = OMG AWESOMENESS!!

It's a bit of a sappy video, but I laughed the whole way through it xP
(& I can hear Katie laughing at the 'cutlery' right now, and Kris laughing at the 'Cuddle Monkey' hehe..)

Here's another one: (again, its a bit of a spoiler)

Its all the best scenes put together in a "non-swearing-version" which, in my opinion, makes it even funnier. (Try to read lips ;)




Enjoy!

Tash's Top Ten (#1)

Listening to - Avril Lavigne

Sooo... since most (all) of my posts have been about school, I've decided that I'll do a monthly/weekly/every-so-often Top Ten List of random things!!

Today's Top-Ten-Topic is:

MY CURRENT FAVOURITE COMERICIALS

in no particular order.


Funny IKEA Commercial

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Sprint Commercial
Funny Commercial

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Boom Chicka Wah Wah - Funny Axe Commercial

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Funny Commercial

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The BFF Jill
IDK my BFF Jill

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Sprint/Nextel

Nextel/Sprint - Push It

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K this one's not an actual commercial. Its a parody of the all bran commercial


Honda Commercial

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This one is probably my fave:






These are hilarious:

Smirnoff Tea Partay

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Geico Commercial

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I dont think this is a real commercial, but it's hilarious.
Toot Tone

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So thats all for now.. and I know it wasn't exactly a "Top-Ten".. more like a "TOp-Fifteen"

Theres still a few that I need to find.. so I'll be sure to make a Top Ten Favourite Commercials Part 2.

Alloha for now.

Boringness

I had a bad day today. My classes were:

Commercial Art
History
Math
French

Let's start with Commercial Art. At the beginning of the class, the teacher said we were going to use the computers that class. We didn't. And did you know there's a program just for brainstorming?! (like making the bubbles and putting your ideas in them. Who buys that?! Me and Vikal played I spy again. I won 2 out of 2.

In history our teacher told us the grossest story. I won't tell you now but if you want to hear it, let me know. Also there's this guy that has to do with history and his name is Magellan. The teacher made this joke about those "gellin'" insoles. She was like "Are you gellin'? No, not gellin', I'm Ma-Gellin' ". Hahaha, well you had to be there.

Then was math. Oh man, math. Boringest class ever aside from french.

French. Boring class #1.

Yup so that was my day. Full of boringness and I spy.

Jorge (or Juan)

Well yesterday I didn't feel like writing cause I didn't have much to say but I will include yesterday and today in this blog.

So yesterday's bus ride to school wasn't eventful but funny things happened. There is this one Sec 5er guy who sits behind me and apparently he has been playing a Pokemon game on his game boy for a while now (he got sucked into the conspiracy) and so I heard the Pokemon tunes from behind me and I knew he was playing again (I even heard a 'GO MUDKIP' (which is a Pokemon)). ... Then all of a sudden, the guy screamed "I WON YOU GUYS" to the whole bus. Then one of the other guys in the back got up and went to ask the bus driver what his name was. (I thought his name was Jorge (pronounced Hor-hay)) The bus driver told him that he would tell everyone the next day.

Nothing else interesting happened that day.

This is a Mudkip. Cute eh?

Now for today...

I had my first history class today. My first impression of my teacher is that she didn't know how to put on make-up. She probably looks 10 years older than she actually is. But she's nice enough. Her name is Mrs.Clarke. By the way: I have History in English this year. I think I might prefer it in French. She gave us lots of home work for the first class.

I also got lots of home work in French and Math, I have all three (History, French and Math) classes and home work due tomorrow. ugh.

My English class was interesting enough though. My teacher was talking about metaphors and she said "You're a turnip" to Sacha (this annoying kid in my class). She was explaining how this metaphor wasn't a good one because it didn't mean anything. And Sacha says "what's a turnip?!" Haha he doesn't know what a turnip is. He thought she was insulting him. Then my teacher points to Chelsea and says "you're a tomato" and Chelsea started cracking up and turned as red as a tomato (I think my english teacher has magical powers). So everyone was staring at her and it just made her more red. So the teacher (who is the soccer coach) says "ok everyone, stop staring at her, I need her for soccer tryouts in 20 minutes. She needs her oxygen, let her breath". So then this kid named Daniel says "Too much oxygen can kill you". The teacher was like "umm thank you for that random fact".


So anyways, on the bus ride the guy asked the bus driver what his name was again and the bus driver (with his french-mexican accent) "I will tell you my name but it is not my real name. My name is Mr.Cool" (ha!). So the guy says "But what's your real name?" and the bus driver says "OK, my name is Juan" (pronounced ccchhhhhouuaan). For some reason I thought it was Jorge.

Yuppers so that's my 2 days worth of rambling. I'll tell you more next time.

First day back! Featuring banshees and evil teachers...

Hello Bloggers! Today was my first day of school, as you probably know, and I almost left you hanging there for a second just because I am so EXHAUSTED. But, Kristen made me swear on my CSI merchandise, so I decided to type up a little something before diving into bed and falling into a (hopefully) dreamless slumber.

So, we’ll start my day from the time that I woke up (6 AM!). I’d just like to say one significant fact, which is that I was completely frozen. I didn’t have my window open or anything, so I think it was just the shock that in just a couple short hours I would be thrust back into my own personal hell. Luckily, I had my new hair to keep me company, since I dyed it yesterday and it’s now tri-colored. Perchance I shall post some pictures up soon? We’ll see.

Anyway, before you read any further, you should know one thing…I go to a private all-girls catholic school. “Ah,” you say, “that definitely explains your weird tendencies and random blogs.” Why, yes, yes it does. In fact, every single weird thing about me was a direct result of going to my school. (That was just a gigantic lie, but let’s roll with it…)
So, I got to school early because my dad drove me, usually I take the train and the city bus since it’s downtown. But, it was peaceful, and nice, and I had time to check my class list and find my locker and everything. And then…the other girls started coming in, and the hallways were filled with so many shrieks and yells and “Oh My Gods!” that I think I’ve become permanently deaf in one ear. This is either a blessing, or a curse, I seriously can’t decide.

So, since I got to school early and was basically one of the first people in my homeroom, I took advantage of that and got the best seat! It was right in the middle, right beside the window so the light came in and made my hair shine nicely. So after depositing my books, I finally locate some friends and we went around laughing and looking at new things and showing off my hair and – oh, traumatizing grade 7s. It’s a skill.
But, karma seems to have bitten me in the ass at this point, because I go back up to my homeroom (a bit late, because of my fooling around) and some evil girl, let’s call her Mary, has stolen my seat beside the window! Even though my books were in it and everything. So I confront her, and she gives me a sob story about already having to change seats twice and yadda yadda, I’m an idiot, yadda yadda, I have no friends. So finally I just get fed up of hearing her voice and give her my seat, which leaves me with the only seat left in the room, front row center, right in front of the teacher’s desk. I thought I would die. But, I’m a soldier; I will grin and bear it.

My stupid substitute homeroom teacher (who the hell has one of those on their first day?) wrongly accuses me of wearing eye makeup. Which is not allowed for the grade 10s this year, the opposite of all the other previous years…it figures.
I grin and bear it.
She lectures on about boring rules and reads the agenda rules, making a small emphasis on the rule which states “no unnatural hair colors”, and glancing in my direction.
I grin and bear it.
Then, I’m finally free…and now I’m just yawning and about to fall asleep on the keyboard. So I’m sorry to keep you hanging like this but I’ll continue tomorrow.Haha Kristen, this is something, isn’t it?

Tales of tenth grade (jour numero 2 & 3)

Heya Bloggers. This is Tash, as if you didn't know that.



So, second day of grade 10. Fun, fun, fun.

Nothing good happened. The end.


-Day 3-

Well, lets start before that.. as of last night, I have confirmed my theory that I can't walk out of my house without seeing someone from school.

I had to go to Bureau En Gros to get more school supplies.

In the 10 minutes that I was in the store I saw:

-New kid from history
-Girl from science
- "SAQ" (Theres a story behind the nick-name ;D Ill be sure to tell it soon)
- Bavanjeet (Katie'll tell you a story about this "very special (or creepy) person ;)

I also can't go to (as of today):

-Dagwoods (cause SAQ works there)
-IGA (either of them) (because EVERYONE that graduates from my school works there..i swear, its like a LPHS reunion when you walk in)
-The Canadiens hockey mechandise store near the food court at Fairview (cause this girl -that everyone calls Barbie [cause she's as fake/plastic/blah as one] - works there)
-La Belle Province

I think thats about it... and of course I can't go to Bureau En Gros..

So Im starting to think that maybe I should just deal with having to see all these freaks, cause, quite frankly, Im running out of disguises and theres not always an available tree or bolder to hide behind (or under).

So back to the school thing. I hate my bus driver.. she started taking a new route so now I miss like half of Reba. I swear that I could walk home from school faster.. like has she even heared of the gas petal?

So thats all the stories for today..theres probably more, but I forget them.
I have to do math homework now. -.-

Nice.

Sec 4, Day 2

Hello Bloggers! It was my second day of grade 10.

Today I met my Commercial Art teacher. She has a lisp and in her mouth it looks like she has some strange retainer, but I think she was wearing whitening strips (haha). She talks all professional-like and no one understands her. (We probably know more about computers than her). So to summarize, I think this class will be fun, but I don't really like her.

I also had math today. We took 3 pages of notes and did work. My partner is Vikal, he's hilarious. The whole class we played "I Spy". He told me to find something blue and it ended up being the teacher's eyeshadow (Am I good or what?)

After that was the bus ride home. There were about 5 people too many on our bus so they were all standing at the front, because there were no seats. The bus driver told everyone who wasn't on our bus to get out. No one did. The principal came and checked every one's bus passes. By this time, all the other buses had already left. Every day, we were getting to school late so the principal told everyone to go to their bus stops 15 minutes earlier from now on (ugh). The bus driver held his hands up like he was guilty of something and said "It's not my fault" with his heavy Mexican/French accent. Then someone yelled "CAN WE HURRY UP, I'M GONNA MISS REBA!" (Reba is on at 4:00, so this guy must watch it)

So anyways, hopefully I will change buses because mine is over-populated. I will miss my funny bus driver though. Here's a picture of what he looks like with his sun glasses that no one can take him seriously in.

A guy that looks like my bus driver

Well the guy in this picture looks better, but whatever, it's just a random guy I found.

So check out the blog tomorrow for Katie's post about her first day at school. :)

Ups & Downs of grade 10 (but mostly downs)

Tash here with the first post about the horrors of grade 10.

So, my classes are in the "suck" category. Here's a list of my day 1 classes:

Math
Histoire
Gym
Lunch (aka. favourite subject #1)
English (aka favourite subject #2 [inclu. lunch])
French
Physical Science (aka favourite subject #3)

Then, on Day 2, I have music. I'll be anyone 20$ that I get my least favourite music teacher. C=




Hehe...thought that was funny ^^

I guess its not that bad.. could be worse.
Of course my locker would be in the last place I want it to be..but thats no less than what I expected.. I got the French teacher that I hate. Histoire should be a fun class -sarcasm-
English, as I knew it would be, is my favourite real subject. Science is a close second.

English, though it is my favourite class, has a few down sides. Firstly, a few days ago Kristen warned me never to read a book called "The Animal Farm"

Of course, which book do you think we'll be reading as a class? Anyone?

(Dum-Dum-Dummmm) The Animal Farm, duhh.

In Science we watched a balloon with with Hydrogen blow up, apparently thats the most exciting thing that will happen in that class for the whole year. Yet another thing to look forward to.

Histoire, which I automatically hate cause its in French, is really hard. We got 2 different exercise books & a huge text book. The teacher is like "I make my test questions really hard, so the end of the year exam will be easy".. Thanks miss! That helps alot -cough-

Math, luckily a subject that I'm good at, should be okay.. But Im sitting next to the class clown/troublemaker/idiot.. let's call him "Joe" cause he'll probably be the topic of many of my future bloggs.

*sighhhh*

At least I have a long weekend to look forward to. ^.^


Since after reading this you probably want to slit your wrists cause you're so depressed; read this joke.. I laughed for 10 minutes after I did:

A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the girl tells him that after dinner, she would like to have sex with him for the first time. The boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacy to get some condoms. The pharmacist helps the boy for about half an hour. He tells the boy everything there is to know about condoms and sex. At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms he'd like to buy a 3-pack, 10-pack or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all. That night, the boy shows up at the girls parents house and meets his girlfriend at the door. "Oh, I'm so excited for you to meet my parents! Come on in!" The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the girl's parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace and bows his head. A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his head down 10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy. Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, "I had no idea you were this religious." The boy turns, and whispers back, "I had no idea your father was a pharmacist!"

-hahhaha-

First day of hell

Well here I am documenting my first day of grade 10. In a summery, there were good and bad parts, but the whole day was very strange.

The day started with the bus ride. My bus came a bit late. I got on the bus only to realize how strange my bus driver looked. He was Spanish or maybe Mexican. His hair stuck out in weird ways and the rest of it was pulled into a ponytail. He had a moustache and squinted eyes. The funny part is that Kristen (not me) described him as an "illegal immigrant with a ponytail." He was a really bad driver. He drove extremely slowly and couldn't even stay on his side of the road. He still managed to bump us around everywhere. My head and shoulder smashed against the window every few seconds. When we were near the school, I realized no one was on my bus that I spoke to aside from Kristen. Thankfully, my bus was almost crowded and would probably be full next Tuesday, when the grade 7ers would be there. Why is this a good thing you ask? Well then the bus would be too full and I would switch to my old bus just like the last 2 years. Yay! *fingers crossed*

So thanks to the Spanish guy's slow driving, we got to school late. Everyone was already in class. I rushed off to TAG class (homeroom) and was the last to arrive. My TAG teacher since last year, Mr. Patenaude, handed me a new, yellow schedual that had some changes on it. I was going to have Commercial arts instead of Ethics!!! (You can say I was happy). I got assigned a locker that is squished between people from almost all sides (It was better than my friend's, her locker is non-existent) and for the first time ever, my TAG teacher got my last name right.

In science, the teacher's name was Mr.Riedl. He mumbles a lot, so I guess it's a good thing I'm sitting in the front, middle of the class. *rolls eyes* I guess I could describe him as one of those teachers who laughs at his own jokes when no one else does. He also advertises a lot (I know, strange) ("You should go to Bureau en Gros, the calculators are $5, maybe you should get 2 in case one breaks, I buy some every year", "You should stock up on Hilroy books, they're usually $1 each, but now they're 56 cents for 4!!! Stock up on those too!" He also gave us homework, ugh.

Then I had music. I have the same teacher as last year (Cianci). She's okay I guess. She likes me so I get 99 every term. :) Our class got combined with emmersions so we have like 45 people in our class. I am one of the 4 trumpet players.

Then, I was supposed to have commercial art (art on the computer). My whole class waited outside the classroom until we realized we were supposed to follow the white schedual and go to ethics (ugh). We went to meet Mr. Litschauer (the crazy old religious guy). Even though starting Tuesday we would have commercial arts, he gave us a lecture about how kids will rule the world someday or something. He got really into too, started talking about how changing a baby's diaper is a big party (as I said, cuckoo).

Then I had math with Mrs.Bagshaw. She was weird. and when someone told her she was creepy, she agreed. She gave us mind puzzles to do, but all in all, she's nice.

For french we had Mr.Sciannamblo, who I already had last year, he's a good teacher.

So my first day of sec 4 wasn't bad although a lot of strange things happened and I have school again on Tuesday. I still have to meet Mrs.Allard (commercial art) and Mrs.Clarke (History). I'll update you on them soon.

Things To Avoid While Shopping

Greetings Bloggers! As you may or may not know (probably not), Natasha’s birthday is this Monday! In preparation for this monumental event, Kristen and I decided to go shopping today and buy her some presents. She’s probably reading this now so I won’t go into details but suffice to say, it was indeed a crazy afternoon. Between being tripped by evil little kids, knocked over by their mothers and stalking someone outside of a bathroom for ten minutes; I’ve decided that the mall is a suburban war field, and should be treated as such. If, for some reason, you can’t avoid going, I’ve luckily decided to type up some things you should be wary of. Here are a few “things to avoid while shopping”.

1. Stressed suburbanite moms wielding a large array of bags

I think that you’d be pretty stressed too if you had to chase your little devil spawns across the mall. But that doesn’t mean you can just speed walk down the hallway while ploughing old ladies, baby carriages and pregnant women with your monstrous amount of bags. How do you have time to buy all that? Why would you want to buy all that? But most importantly – where does it all go? This brings us to point number two, minivans that take up all the spaces in the parking lot. Some people think they’re more efficient for bringing the little ‘uns to soccer games, but I disagree. Clearly, the real use is to fit in all of your shopping bags, while your kids are squeezed out of their seats and into some corner of the trunk. Not that it’s any less than what they deserve for knocking over random people in the hallways.

For the record, you can clearly identify stressed suburbanite moms by their haphazard dressing techniques, exhausted expressions and the sheer amount of makeup they wear to cover up wrinkles. My mom is a Mary Kay consultant, and I know makeup, but they wear enough to land a guest spot on Star Trek. Beam ‘em up, Scotty. (They’d probably like to get away for a while.)


Bags are deadly in even the most unlikely hands.

2. Slow walkers

I can definitely understand the wonder and excitement of window-shopping…okay well, no I can’t. But maybe I’m just biased, I mean, if you see an outfit you really like in the store window, it’s understandable if you slow down a bit to get a better look. However, walking down the hallway at a snail’s pace is NOT ACCEPTABLE. I don’t care if your bag is heavy or if you’re leisurely eating some ice-cream, the general population has places to go and people to see, so don’t give me a dirty look when I jump past you, it could’ve been worse.

Of course, that last statement is made assuming I can actually get past this “slow walker”. The worst thing about their kind is that they like to walk in a zigzag fashion. Previously I said that the mall was a suburban war field, and I stand by that, but usually people only zigzag while being chased by some sort of wild animal. So if you’re walking in front of me and think I’m stalking you like a predator chasing it’s prey, just remember that I’m five feet tall and get over it. And please, do not zig when I zag.

3. Old “friends”

You know the kind of people I’m talking about, the classmate you knew in elementary school but haven’t talked to since. And then, right in front of you, they appear. Like a hallucination after way too many drinks or the Philosopher’s Stone in Harry Potter. So, this person you knew a while ago is in front of you, but you haven’t spoken to them in years, what do you do? Well, that’s a good question and one I’m not sure of. In my situation, I just ducked behind a coffee stand and hoped she didn’t see me. Luckily, she didn’t and my day went on as normal as possible (which isn’t very normal at all).

But now, the image is still in your mind, and you end up seeing this person everywhere. Namely, walking into the bathroom in the food court, where I promptly sat at my table and had a stakeout for a good ten minutes before mustering my courage and going inside myself. After checking all the stalls and not seeing the girl I knew, I had to wonder…Kristen’s overactive imagination, or alien technology? You be the judge.


Well, that’s all for now…check back for more malls tips and tips for 10th! Speaking of school (urg) Kristen and Tash are going back tomorrow, so look here for some very interesting blogs about their first days – and hopefully something actually about Biology! Yay!

Math Homework Help

*Sigh*

Only one more day 'till school -.-

So getting into that 'back to school spirit', I thought I'd write about something that has to do with school....not.

I dunno if you guys have seen this yet, but its the CUTEST thing! This four-year old kid calls the police cause he needed help with his math homework. It was on Jay Leno the other night and its hilarious =D

You have to watch the video; I have so nicely provided a link to it:

Have fun =P


911 call about math


The mother cracks me up xD
& that is the nicest cop ever.

This is my last post before I go to hell - sorry- school, so the blogs should only get more depressing, uglier, and hopefully, JUICIER (if thats a word).

Ill be sure to tell you how horrible grade 10 is. Hopefully I'll have some clowns and losers in my classes so I can have a good laugh, at the very least.

Worst haircut ever!!!

Hello bloggers! Kristen here with my very first post!

It all started yesterday at about 4:00. My hairdresser, Naomi, called and said she was sick and couldn't cut my hair. I was very disappointed. Ever since I was little, I tried many different hairdressers, and Naomi was the only one who did my hair exactly as I pictured it. I thought I would have to cancel my appointment and re-schedule, but my mom said I could get it done by someone else who worked at that salon. She said I could get it done by the manager, one of the best hairdressers in somewhere or other. Surely that wasn't so bad. Maybe he would be better than Naomi. I went anyways because I had an appointment for my eyebrows too.

I got to the hairdressers at 5:30 with a magazine and a picture of what I want my hair to look like. I got my eyebrows done and they looked pretty good I guess. Then I went back to wait for my hairdresser to be free. When he was done, he came over and my mom told him I was disappointed Naomi couldn't do my hair. He told me I needed to try new things. I showed him the magazine picture and he said "If this is all it takes to make you happy, then it will be easy." I don't know how but I could tell this guy wasn't the famous manager. He also told me my hair would be in a messy disarray. I told him that was fine.

He washed my hair and then I went to sit in the chair and he took out his scissors. He showed them to me. They were multi colored and said "man made" on them. He asked me if it was a good start, to start with good scissors. I told him yes, when really I didn't care. I wouldn't care if people used 20-year-old scissors or a potato peeler to cut my hair for that matter, just as long as they make it nice in the end.

He started cutting and It looked fine at first. He chopped off more and more and I realized that he was making it extremely messy-like. Then he chopped off my bangs and I wasn't very happy with him. He was done though and I told him I liked it, even though I didn't (I didn't want to be rude). He told me to go blow dry it myself while he did Lauren's hair. (As I said, not very professional). I tried to fix it while Lauren was getting hers done. It was no use, I was going to need scissors and a straightener at the very least. There was no way to completely fix it the way I wanted because he chopped off about 2 inches more of my bangs than I would have liked.

When he was done Lauren's hair he came up to me to make sure I still liked my hair cut. I told him I did. He told me it looked exactly like the picture in the magazine. I just nodded my head when in reality, the girl's hair in the picture and I looked nothing alike. He seemed proud of himself for making me like someone other than Naomi. Yeah right, now I'll probably never go to anyone other than her.

When I got home I realized how much of a mess my hair really was (and not in a good way). I took the scissors and tried to fix my bangs because if I would have had full bangs, they would have been in a "V" shape (longer in the middle than on the sides (he couldn't even cut a straight line)). I asked my mom if this guy was the professional and she said no. HA. I knew it. He was a terrible hairdresser, though Lauren's hair looked alright. I straightened out my bangs to make them look longer. I would have been a better hairdresser than him.

Maybe I will consider being a hairdresser. Maybe not. But I will never let him do my hair again!

This is the moment...that I throw up

Currently listening to --- Daughtry

Hello Bloggers! This is Tash here, and as this is my first post I thought that I'd write about something that I'm sure all you Americas Got Talent Watchers are thinking:DAVID HASSELFHOFF CANNOT SING!
As much as we all love the Hoff (*cough*) we would be lying to ourselves if we said that he has any type of a singing voice.
If you guys happened to miss Hasslehoff on America's Got Talent finale then you can watch it here:



Yes, thats him singing his latest 'hit' This Is The Moment. If any of you are brave enough to watch it again, be sure to pay attention to the note @ 1:58, and then the finale note at 3:23 (which is a whole 12 seconds of torture)

I find it a bit comical that he is performing on America's Got Talent as a singer who, clearly, has no singing talent whatsoever. Boy Shakira was 10 times better than The Hoff is.

Now, that you've suffered through that one.. lets add some more torture! YAY! Be sure to watch the AGT season 2 when Hasselhoff sings a number called 'My Car' And watch at 1:25 if you listen in the background you can hear his voice, but he's not speaking into the mic, so he probably was lip-syncing xP



So, I think he was trying to go for a Elvis-ish sound, but didn't pull it off, and I love how Piers looks like he's really enjoying himself.. And, oh yeah we heared the last note..unfortunately.
And UGH. Did you hear that last note? What do you think he was doing? Trying to prove that he can actually make ears bleed?

But, I'll admit that that one is a bit catchy and not nearly as bad as the 'This is the Moment'
But, the first time I watched it on television at the finale, I swear I was like "Uh, this is a joke, right?" And my sister said "No, no.. its not a joke..really". I was like "NO EFFING WAY"
But, though it is hard to believe.. its NOT a joke! Apparently, the actor-turned-singer is a huge sensation in Germany, Austria and Switzerland but more than half the people who live there can't even speak English, so what does that tell you?

I did some reasearch on Google about record sales etc. and found out that in 2006 Jump in My Car"was #50 on the charts Australia, and in the UK it went to #3.

So now, you all know my views on this horrible singer, and not-so-great actor..the only thing he seems to be good at is being a drunk. Go David. Woot.

The life of The Hoff:


Oh, and btw, YES that is Hoffman in Dr.Jekyll & Hyde; I wasn't sure at first, but I said to my self (shut up, we all talk to ourselves) "OH WOW. That looks like DAVID HASSELHOFF" and it actually is..though, WHY would anyone cast HIM in a play, that he has to SING in?? Apparently he butchered the song. ^.^ Nothing less than what I expected of him.

So I'll keep you guys posted on this dude for a while.. until my next victim comes along.. Muahahaha.

Buggy Business

Hello bloggers! Welcome to our first home on the web! To keep you interested, we’ll be posting juicy – if not downright saucy – bits here as often as possible. As our first “official” poster, I guess I should be the one explaining what’s going on here. Toxic Biology is a blog created by three people (one of them being me) to vent and rant and just complain about the horrors of tenth grade. Yes, it’s true school hasn’t started yet, but we like to be prepared. So, in addition to my posts, you’ll be seeing some from Natasha and Kristen also. My name is Katie, and you’ll be finding out more about me in due time, but for now, let’s talk about one of my greatest fears and the reason why I currently can’t set foot in my kitchen.

(Tip for 10th: I find it useful to know people’s greatest fears so I can use it against them. However people don’t generally like to be reminded of this; so try and inquire discreetly. Think of CSI: High School. It’s a scary world out there, people, a scary scary world.)*

So my story begins innocently enough, I got thirsty and went into the garage to get a Pepsi, which is basically the battery fluid for my energizer bunny, got it? So, I come in from the garage and my brother is there heating up Chinese food, luckily he didn’t have any General Tao or else I would’ve pounced. So, I’m pouring my Pepsi into a glass, when suddenly I notice that somehow, on the way from the garage to the table, I’ve managed to get a dead spider on my hand.

Now, I’m not one of those girly girls who shriek at the sight of spiders and run to the other side of the room. Oh no, I’m much worse. I’m terrified of any type of insect imaginable, but I can’t kill them either, so I have a predicament. Once, I screwed up my courage and decided to smush a little bug on my basement floor, but I missed and ended up half-killing it while it still wiggled around. I sat there, paralysed for a good fifteen minutes before I could convince my body to move again and run up the stairs.
Oh, it gets better; maybe if I have time I’ll tell you about the paddleboat incident.

Anyway, back to the story. I noticed the dead spider on my hand and, naturally, flipped out. I remember running around the kitchen three times, banging my hand on tables and walls and everything else before finally making it into the living room (AKA, safety). Then, my brother proceeded to yell at me and say I wasn’t normal, which I already know so thankyouverymuch. So, I’m standing there in the living room, banging my hand on the table there until I finally stop when I notice that it hurts. (It’s kinda red now, actually). I venture into the kitchen cautiously a few minutes later, because I do need my Pepsi, and then I noticed it.


Out for you.

The spider’s right there, beside my drink, taunting me even in death…so, my brother steps in and flicks it to the floor while saying that my dog will eat it. I know, he’s an idiot, and he’s pretty weird, today I looked out my bedroom to see him carrying the bathroom door down the stairs. Whatever. So, I ran out of the kitchen and, three hours later, I’m faced with this dilemma. I’m hungry, but what if my dog didn’t eat the spider yet? What if I step on it? What if it’s somehow turned into a Zombie Spider? (When you’re paranoid and terrified like me, these things seem very possible).
Soooo…that’s basically my story for now. There may or may not be a dead spider in my kitchen, I’m hungry and there’s half-melted Easter chocolate in my room that’s looking more and more appetizing.

Help?

* “Tips for 10th” are basically helpful hints about how to survive grade 10 or high school in general. But, then again, what do I know?