Yesterday after I had asked my intern buddy a bunch of questions about what its like to be a model (I get most of my information from America's next Top Model), the conversation turned to the strangest compliments we'd ever been given. So here goes:
HER strangest compliment:
"You know, you have a very aristocratic forehead"
"Uh, ok.."
"Its a compliment, in the 17 and1800's it was favorable to have a high forehead because it symbolized one's intelligence and prestige"
"Uh..Ok..Thanks"
MY strangest compliment
"You have really dense eyebrows"
"Errrh... Did you just say dense?"
"Yes, like a lot of eyebrow hairs per cm area, you know? Its a compliment, I swear, I really like them."
Friday, August 27, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
hip hop is an attitude....yo
THIS IS HIP-HOP! from Airwave Ranger on Vimeo.
My brother posted this. Itssssssssssssssssssssssss way too legit
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Today on the Subway
Today I took the subway into Toronto.
I sat by the doors with an empty seat to my right, intently reading my book- The English Patient.
I was a bit caught off guard when a man came and sat next to me, --not that I should have been, it being the subway and all, but anyways-- after he sat down, I quickly adjusted my seating position to redefine some sort of personal space for myself.
Then the man says, "Sorry, I've put on a few this year"
AHAHA I died of laughter and then we became subway friends for about 3 stops.
I sat by the doors with an empty seat to my right, intently reading my book- The English Patient.
I was a bit caught off guard when a man came and sat next to me, --not that I should have been, it being the subway and all, but anyways-- after he sat down, I quickly adjusted my seating position to redefine some sort of personal space for myself.
Then the man says, "Sorry, I've put on a few this year"
AHAHA I died of laughter and then we became subway friends for about 3 stops.
Monday, July 5, 2010
cococabana
In Varadero, the tourists flock to the beach to be sautéd like caramelized onions.
I'm hungry.
I'm hungry.
Monday Funday
Today was the first day of my internship and I was talking on the phone to boss who is currently away.
She asked me how Cuba was, and so I told her.
She asked, where did I go?
and I said, Varadero and Havana,
She said, OHHH Havana too? Isn't that great etc etc,
and I said, Yes it was wonderful, it was the both of both worlds.
Just reaffirming they made the right choice hiring me.
She asked me how Cuba was, and so I told her.
She asked, where did I go?
and I said, Varadero and Havana,
She said, OHHH Havana too? Isn't that great etc etc,
and I said, Yes it was wonderful, it was the both of both worlds.
Just reaffirming they made the right choice hiring me.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
puppy lobe
On the plane ride home from Cuba, I was fortunate enough to sit in a seat next to two 14? 15? year old love birds. I first saw these cats when I was waiting in the airport boarding area.
The girl was sitting on top of of her boyfriend, on his lap... in front of the girls mother and her mothers friend. I was very confused and laughed because, HA its funny. I mean clearly hormones are the basis of their relationship and the mother didn't really seem to be too disgruntled by this. Cough cough, MTV's 16 and pregnant.
On the flight, these assholes made a mockery of love with their long and flirty gazes at each other as the plane took off, their whispered "I love you's", they're heavy usage of the word "baby," and their constant skin on skin contact. It was strange. I mean they were SO young!!! The boy didn't even know how to fill out his landing card, not to mention, HELLO, I'm sitting right next to you, and your MOMMA is in the row in front of us!
Jeez Louise. I hope I wasn't like that with my gr9 BF back in my gangsta days. Prob not. I was too busy listening to rap music.
Oh, and Cuba was great.
The girl was sitting on top of of her boyfriend, on his lap... in front of the girls mother and her mothers friend. I was very confused and laughed because, HA its funny. I mean clearly hormones are the basis of their relationship and the mother didn't really seem to be too disgruntled by this. Cough cough, MTV's 16 and pregnant.
On the flight, these assholes made a mockery of love with their long and flirty gazes at each other as the plane took off, their whispered "I love you's", they're heavy usage of the word "baby," and their constant skin on skin contact. It was strange. I mean they were SO young!!! The boy didn't even know how to fill out his landing card, not to mention, HELLO, I'm sitting right next to you, and your MOMMA is in the row in front of us!
Jeez Louise. I hope I wasn't like that with my gr9 BF back in my gangsta days. Prob not. I was too busy listening to rap music.
Oh, and Cuba was great.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
This cabbie KNOWS
Once upon a time I lived temporarily in Penang Malaysia where the food is amazing and cheap and you are able to bargain with the taxi drivers. Despite the whole bargaining thing, I was often overcharged because of my failed attempts at speaking Malay and well.. Penang is small, and there's only one street where people go out in Georgetown..so they kindof knew me. Anyways after a charming and eventful night out, I got in a cab to make my way home. I started to say something like,
"X ringgits? Ok how about X ringgit? COMMON, I'm a student, I'm POOR."
"Exactly my friend, you are a student, you aren't poor at all! You've got knowledge the ability to learn and create. You are RICH."
What a lovely and englightening thing to hear. Especially when slightly intoxicated. Its the type of thing that's found in stories and tales which shed light on MORALS and ETHICS and LESSONS to be learned. However the unexpected profoundness, it put me in my place. Completely. I felt foolish and was speechless. I settled for however many ringgits he wanted to charge me because I knew he was right.
And now, recently graduated, I try to remember what he said that night when I feel despaired or irritated by unsavory feelings about what the FUTURE MIGHT BE. I should be excited noh? Lets get excited.
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