Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Me Gusta.

First of all, I would just like to mention that I drove to school today for the first time since I drove into that kids Hummer and I didn't hit anything. That might have had something to do with the fact that there was only like six cars in the parking lot when I got here. But whatever.
Now that I've tossed some useless meme into here, I can get on with what I actually wanted to talk about.
Tumblr.
I waste my life on Tumblr.

It's basically a mixture between Twitter and a blog site, with more pictures. I don't even understand how, but it sucks you in whenever you go on it and pulls you into a never ending scrolling vortex of pictures and blog posts.
It's where I get all those creepy faces that I sometimes toss into my blog posts.
Anyway, it's awesome.
Make one.

Ferrari for Sale.

It's true.
But it just so happens to be made of yarn.
http://www.aolnews.com/2011/04/18/for-sale-one-red-ferrari-made-of-wool/

It took twelve miles of yarn to make, which is probably why the art piece is entitled "12 Miles of Yarn". Creative, no?

The artist, Lauren Porter, SHUNS normal knitting projects like hats and scarves, and thought that ten months of her life were useless enough to waste on building this atrocity.

It's life size, and to scale, but I'm really not impressed.
How bored was she that she figured this was a good idea?

But anyway, I chose this because I thought it was stupid. Who does this?
And I found it on Buzzfeed because I was too lazy to actually search for something.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Fun Facts.

Remember when I was all excited about getting my drivers license about a month ago?

Welll, after that, I drove to school e'ryday without incident, and it was awesome.



Then last week I drove into some kids Hummer in the parking lot and broke the joint that holds the tire to my car.

Now I don't drive.

Holi.

Last night, I discovered something magical.

What is this sorcery, you might ask?


WELL.
It just so happens to be Holi Festival, or Festival of Colours, located in Spanish Forks, Utah. It's a Hindu festival that welcomes in the spring. It also celebrates the miraculous escape of a young boy from a fire (one of their legends), and includes a bonfire on which they burn an life sized doll of the witch who dragged the boy into the fire in the first place. There's also live music, dancing, food... Basically the best thing ever.

Holi is celebrated all over the world, but the Festival in Spanish Forks is the largest one in the western hemisphere, and drew in more then 50 000 revelers to the event this year.

Now you might be asking, what's with the picture?
A highlight of the festival is when everyone in the crowd throws coloured powders into the air that get all over everything and make it even more magical.
How freakin' sweet is that?




Basically, it's a massive colourful mess, and I'm going next year.

Here's a link to a video about it. Seriously, go home and watch it. MAGICAL.

Future Future Future.

SIHRIOSNVMNDOTHKS<>S.

Now that that's over with.
Yeah, I'm freaking out.

My plans have changed a lot since the start of this year, even. At the start of the year, I was convinced I was going to go to college and become a child and youth social worker. Then I realized kids suck. But not actually.

What really happened was I took a law class to fill a spare. And it turns out I'm actually pretty good at it. So then I was like damn, I'm gonna be a lawyer. But then I was all "F*** that, lawyers are insane." Then finally I decided what I really wanted to do was be a criminal pyschiatrist, because really, how cool would that be? It's probably just because I watch too much Criminal Minds, but whatever. On that note, has anyone seen the new Criminal Minds Suspect Behaviour? If you haven't, don't. It sucks.

My next plan of action was to get as far away from New Hamburg as humanely possible. So my first choice school was Nipissing, located in North Bay, a nice little nine hour drive away from here. Then I got accepted, so that was even better.

And then I actually thought about it.

Next year, I am moving nine hours away from my family to live with three strangers. Possibly five.

Out of the hundreds of students who go to this school, I like about three of them. What are the chances that I'm actually going to get along with three randoms?

So yeah, I'm a little scared. But excited.