Top 3 - Websites

I decided to create a "Top 3" every Sunday

Sept 28th: Top 3 websites:

1. PostSecret
No description could justifiably describe this site.
Just click.



2. Cassette From My Ex
This site invites people to share old mix tapes given to them by boyfriends/ girlfriends. The catch: they must tell the tale of their romance.

3. Etsy
Etsy is an online marketplace where one can buy and sell anything handmade.
The link sends you to Etsy's about page because I suggest checking out the video!
Also you must click
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Top 3s coming up in the next few weeks: songs, movies, books, and we shall see what else...

Really?

Clubbing is not my thing. Dancing is a talent I was born without and it takes a lot to get me near a club. Yet as my birthday approaches I find the unexplainable need to celebrate by going downtown. It is a feeling I can't possibly explain or justify given my hate for the scene. With a few days still to go till the big 1-9, there is ample time to run and hide, avoiding a club altogether...

Like most girls on Facebook, it isn't unusual to sign in and be greeted with a friendship request that makes you rethink your display picture. Some adds are even so sketchy that "block person" is the only appropriate response. Now this week I had one of the most interesting adds to date. Some Mr. sent in a request. The name seemed vaguely familiar so I ventured to his profile. Big Mistake. It appeared that every one of his friends on Facebook were EMILYs. Now this may be his attempt to find a long lost love but being the pessimist that I am, I quickly hit block and reject then proceeded to tweak my privacy settings.

This Facebook freak was nothing compared to the gentle looking old man on the bus who told me he wore his nice shirt today because it was his birthday. I smiled at his innocent remark. Another Big Mistake. He then explained that he was "going to visit a girl, a naughty kind of girl. She thinks shes a communist but she sells dopes." (Note that at the time I was reading my Communist textbook) Really? There was obviously something about me this week that attracted all these interesting characters.

I'm a Terrible Person

I make minimum wage wrapping gifts at a children's toy store. If I am lucky I can make an extra $10 a shift from tipping customers. Not that we were allowed to accept these tips of course. Recently someone has placed a Just for Kids charity box at the wrap table. This box is currently filled to the rim with toonies, loonies and fives.

So what is the problem?
Well you see, I can't even count the number of times a customer has thanked me for all my hard work and placed money into the box realizing only after that the box wasn't a tip jar. Joke is on me because only a shitty person can get mad that money is going to charity. Hence my inner conflict. I am frustrated that the change they donated was intended as a "thank you for wrapping 100 gifts for my spoiled child" BUT then I feel worse complaining that the money went to children in need. Upon checking out their hard to find website http://www.jfkfoundation.ca, I managed to feel even worse when I was greeted with this picture:

MORAL: Never resent the fact that your hard work helps children in need.

Just so you know...

All I do is read. 60 pages in one class. 120 in another. I have turned into a hermit trying to stay on top of all these readings. Monday nights are usually devoted to watching the melodramatic TV shows that give me unrealistic expectations of how love should be BUT no! I spent the night locked in my room hilighter in hand.
Thank God for PVR :)

Last night I rearranged my room. My bed, which usually faces the window now faces the mirror. I love this new set up however, there are two problems: 1) Outlets are now in the most inconvenient places making it hard to connect anything. 2) Every time I catch my reflection in the mirror I think it is either someone coming to kill me or a vampire (no doubt proof of my new Twilight obsession). Problem 1 was easily solved with the use of extension chords, but problem 2 will have to take a lot of getting used to.

Even though last week I was all hate towards "New Facebook" I must confess I like it. I am embracing the change unlike tons of others who downloading the "Old Facebook" application. Gosh they didn't even give it one day.

I love the colour purple (obvious fact for anyone who knows me). I have purple scarves, purple shoes, a purple schoolbag, a purple purse, a purple pencil case, a purple font scheme in my blog and even my cell phone is a nice plum purple or maybe it's more on the eggplant side. You get my point. Anyways, today in class I spotted the ultimate purple item: a purple laptop. I was amazed, jealous and distracted. Even for purple obsessed me I acknowledged that a purple laptop would be purple overkill. (Just like the fact that I wrote it 12 times in this post).

Press Pass (and The Hills and My Birthday)

The Hills is my not so guilty pleasure. I am proud t o admit that I watch it and I love it!
I don't aspire to be like them, I don't think the show has any substance or truth. It's funny and enjoyable and it is the perfect endings to my Monday nights.
Anyways... this weeks episode featured the ongoing saga of Lauren and Audrina's dwindling friendship. Generally it looks like made up drama that is acted, staged and totally unemotional. BUT this week the two shared a heart to heart that grabbed my heart. (Lame... I know) Both girls had tears in their eyes, and bared their intimate feelings to the public. Okay fine, maybe its fake intimate feelings but regardless I couldn't help but feel for the first time in my Laguna/Hills career that I was imposing on an intimate exchange between "friends".

The other thing I so desperately need to discuss is my love/hate relationship with the 27th of September. Birthdays are always filled with so much hype but despite endless attempts of perfect plans they are also always a let down. Like many things in life, I am nervously awaiting the day when I must choose how to celebrate my 19th. Decision day is max a week away and this is a problem because I am idealess. I do however intend to have super low expectations so that if it sucks, I have saved myself from extra emotional distress.

I have to brag about what is guaranteed to be the best part of my week. Today I found out that as a Journalism student I get my very own Press Pass :) Can't wait! I hope that I can use it to get into movies and concerts oh and of course use it to write super awesome articles/reviews.

Off to read Twilight (yes I am already hooked).

The Week Ahead

I couldn't think of anything to write these last few days and I didn't want to ruin my "roll" (thanks jamie) of 4 posts so here is a list of some things currently happening:

It's over. I have succumbed to the pressure of reading Twilight. With the movie coming out soon I couldn't help it. I have yet to start this vampire series but from what I hear... Harry Potter should be worried.

I bite my nails.
I hate it.
This week I am going to try my absolute hardest to keep my fingers away from my mouth long enough to get a manicure.

Oh and the "New Facebook" becomes the only Facebook. I don't approve.

P.S. No update on mystery caller despite much investigation. I should have made it my facebook status.

Goodbye Summer

Today was the big day...
I had my first Journalism class: Writing and Reporting I.

I was hoping that one of the assignments would be to start a blog but my teacher informed us that it is a newspaper writing course. Print journalism only! Guess not then.

Highlights included getting the window seat on the shuttle bus, making my first University friend and surviving the heat in my jeans.

Bad vibe of the day was being awoken by a phone call at 5:30am from a blocked sender. When I answered, I overheard two girls with familiar voices in a conversation about a topic I no longer remember. After saying "hello" to no response, I assumed it was a pocket call by strangers. BUT NO! Moments later this girl on the other end screeched and said "Oh no! I just called Emily White". Then, they hung up before I could ask who was there.

My curiosity concerning the mystery caller has ruined my life not to mention the fact that summer is officially over. Thankfully, I have Thursdays and Fridays off to recover from today's traumatic events.