me's gonna puke from cuteness

The new mascots for the Vancouver 2010 Olympics are the freakin' cutest things I have ever seen!

They are:

Miga, the sea bear (orca whale that transforms into a spirit bear on land), who enjoys snowboarding...

Quatchi, the sasquatch that loves to play hockey...

Sumi, the part brown bear, part orca, part thunderbird...

and their sidekick... Muk Muk the marmot.

I included some pics so you can get an idea of their cuteness... But to get the full-meal-deal you need to visit the website: http://www.vancouver2010.com/mascot where you can watch an adorable movie about them and do the quiz to see which mascot you are. (I'm a "Quatchi.")

Oh... something fun for those of you like myself who are easily amused: When you drag your clicker over them they say their names... Do it fast and they rap. S-s-s-s-umi!

Sex Trafficking

Last night after a delicious dinner of Pho and Bubble tea Jaelene and I decided to chill and rent a movie. We had a few mishaps as we were wandering aimlessly through Roger's Video: I accidently spat out a chunk of coconut jelly from the Bubble Tea onto the floor in the middle of the aisle, so I tried to kick it out of the way, but it stuck. I tried to kick it again, and it mooshed into the carpet. I was laughing so loud I could barely breathe, and then Jae snorted... Loudly. We should not be allowed to go out into public.

Anyways, I do have a point today. The video we finally rented was called "Sex Traffic," which was produced in 2005 by CBC. (Yes, CBC actually made something I liked watching.) I think it was originally a mini series, because there were spaces for commercials, although I don't think they would have showed the boobs on Channel 3.

In lacking a better vocabulary, I will say that this movie was really good. It wasn't an actual documentary, but it seemed like one. It really made me think and some of the things even made me yell out loud or just drop my jaw. The way these girls are preyed on and the things they go through are HORRIBLE. I would reccomend this to anyone who isn't in the mood for the usual dumb comedy, and wants a thinker.

Here is the back of the box so you can see for yourself:

"Five stories are interwoven from around the world, into one bold narrative, revealing now the trafficking of young women into sexual slavery is operating in cities throughout Europe, right here and right now.

At the heart of Sex Traffic is the story of two young Moldovan sisters, kidnapped and trafficked through Romania, Serbia, Albania, Bosnia and Italy to the dark side of London, betrayed by pimps and police, and fighting for their lives. The reverberations of their story are explosive, exposing far-reaching corruption that implicates big business in America and international peacekeeping forces in Europe alike."

Zipadee Do Dah

Last weekend we packed up the caravan and headed down to Burlington for the FOURTH time to do our bridesmaid shopping... And this time we actually brought the dresses back with us... YAY!

The dresses are super cute. I would describe them but I'm pretty sure Nicole would get mad at me, so you will have to take my word on it. I also brought back some super cute shoes. They are beigey-gold and have sequins and peeky-toes.

While we were in the states something funny happened: We lost our Mommy in the mall. My mom's phone was in my purse and she took off to go to Macy's, thinking we were going to be at David's Bridal for a while, but we finished up there quickly and decided to go looking for her.

Well there are 2 Macy's in the mall... and we wandered around a while looking for her. My sister's friend asked the lady at the desk if she would page my mom and the lady said no, thank God.... Because my mom would have KILLED us. We decided to go back to David's Bridal and there she was standing there in the parking lot, not looking too happy. Oh well.

Also in the states we went to "Shari's" for some breakie. The waiter didn't know what Orange Pekoe was. He was like "Huh? You want orange tea?"

Desperado...

I have to say it: There is NOTHING worse than a needy, desperate GUY.

Girls are made to be needy. We have two X chromosomes, therefore we are emotional, we need self assurance, and yes, we can get a little clingy. I know that I personally can be clingy... but at least I know I have a problem and am taking steps to resolve it. And what do guys hate? Clingy girls. We hear all the time how guys hate clingy girls. A girl calls a guy twice in a row and she's immediately a stalker and never talked to by him again.

They fail to recognize that a lot of guys are the same way, but us girls put up with it a lot better.

I see how it can be hard for a dude. Us gals want a sensitive guy, and one that is attentive... just not TOO attentive because 1. it's annoying, and 2. we like the chase too.

Most guys are ok. Most of them aren't needy... or at least won't show it until a lil farther into the relationship (aka when THEY dump you and then call you crying wanting you back), but when a guy is clingy... he takes it to the next level. WAY beyond what even the clingiest (yes, I just made that a word) lady would do.

Think 10 missed calls in one night... Think adding you to MSN when you delete them from Facebook... Think asking you out for the 6th time when you have already politely declined 5 times before, forcing you to be kinda mean about it this time to get your point across, at which point THEY get upset and think you are a bitch. Well at least that is one way to get rid of them.

Am I right ladies? I need some feedback... aka... leave me a comment!

Do I look Brown?

So after playing phone tag for what was literally 2 weeks, I finally went out on a date with the guy I met when we crashed the party on Halloween.

I was supposed to meet him downtown, but I finished school early, so I went to meet him on the North Shore, where he lives. We totally got along and had fun and he made me laugh, but there are a few things that would make a relationship a little tricky:

1. I remembered him being super cute... and when I finally saw him he was... ok. I know looks aren't everything, but you need that spark.

2. He doesn't have a driver's license. This would not be a problem if we both lived downtown... But when he lives in North Van and I live in Langley, that makes things a little hard.

3. He is a bartender (Why are they ALWAYS bartenders???) who is TRYING to get into school... FILM school. Argh.

We met up and had some lunch and some drinks at the pub in N. Van... Then went back to his place so his friend could pick up some keys, and then it was just about time for him to go to work.

He asked me if on my way back downtown I could drop him off at work... which would be fine, if dropping him off was actually on my way home... but I couldn't say no without sounding like a bitch, so I agreed. Normally to get home from the North Shore I would take the freeway. Instead I had to drive from North Van to Kits to drop him off, then back to the valley. Well let me tell you... there is NO good way to get from Kits to Langley. Taking either Highway 1 or Highway 99 I would have a good half hour of city driving to do... plus the freeway driving. I was not impressed.

He called me that night... at 5:30 in the morning (Yikes.) Then the next night, at 12:30pm. Then the next night at 2:30am.

I didn't answer any of them... or return any of them... I kinda felt like a cow, but sorry, I just can't be anyone's taxi driver.

Quote of the Day

Friendship is like peeing your pants...

Everyone can see it...

But only you can feel its true warmth.

Awwwww.

gotta hit me up a toystore

I heard on the news yesterday that Toys'R'Us is recalling a toy for safety reasons... These little beads, when swallowed, turn into GHB in kids' tummies.

Too bad eh? I heard that Desperate Longer Ken was really hoping to get it on with Prom Queen Barbie tonight.