well well welly well well

what tv show is that from?
6teen.
want proof?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0nkuqqQW8HA&feature=related
voila!
btw, i love the theme song.
lol, angie. xD (ps: we're so playing phone tag)

www.thecheesetoyourmaracroni.blogspot.com says:
DONE!!
title explains everything.

1. science :
2. history :(
3. Math :'(

This past week i've been sleeping until 2am studying. Also, this semester i've been slacking and not caring about my marks, but now i do. I'm just glad that i'm done with all this shiz. So now i'm getting ready to see Mall Cop with Megan :)

adios

1 COMMENTS:
AntiPrincess said...
yaaaaaaay, your done. (:
yaaaaaaay, im in your blog. (:
yaaaaaaay, movies. (:
yaaaaaaay, i hope you had fun. (:
ps: a fly just went up my nose.
EW.

Just thought I'd share that.
Since Cruzel and I, my best friend forever, had such a great time.
Selon moi, that is.
Mall Cop was pretty good, except I laughed overly loud and I kept talking overly loud.
Ooops. My apologies.

In regards to the fly, it was attracted to the light of the screen then got blinded and flew into the dark - hence, i could not see it - and then it was in my nose.
But it flew out, and I squished it. Ew.

Anyways, I had a great time at the movies.
We need to do it again, SOON!

xoxo,
AntiPrincess

PS: Angie, CALL ME!

i miss my best friends.

pissed off...

so, i'm really pissed off.

i had a bad day today.

im not pissed off at the world, just a few specific people.
i doubt they understand why.
because they're being spiteful idiots. (:

i would involve swearing in that statement, but that would be unnecessary.
xoxo,
AntiPrincess

PS: I hate them. So unbelievably much right now.

Quote of the day:

*Note: Not my opinion. I have nothing against Turkish people. But this made me laugh.

Megan: do you like sherbets?
Dan: no!
Megan: why not?
Dan: wtf is a sherbet? where did this name come from? was it someones name?
Megan: The word "sherbet" is from Turkish "şerbet", which is from Persian/Urdu "شربت", which in turn comes from "sharbat", Arabic "sharba" a drink, from "shariba" to drink. Also called "sorbet", which comes from French "sorbet", from Italian "sorbetto" and in turn from Turkish "şerbet".
Dan: fkn turks

lmao.
i died. :D

apparently, there's a rumour that im a sexy beast?

im not going to explain the title, because even i dont know how that got started (cough, angie).


so, last night was hilarious.
friday night. end of a extra long week - for me at least. it just felt long. lots of hockey, lots of exhaustion, little reading. jess and anne were supposed to come over after school. of course, this was planned last minute since ive lately become a last minute person. oh well.
anyways, because its so last minute, angie once again can come last minute.
so: angie, jess, anne and myself take the bus home to my place.
we're extra loud on the bus, not on purpose, but we're hilariously loud.
we all try to quiet ourselves, but it doesn't work.
me and angie are singing theme songs from family channel.
the emperor's new school, recess, total drama island (i know thats not from family channel), etc.
we get to my place and continue to have a blast at jess' expense.
sorry jess. :P
we're eating and SOMEHOW we get into the continuing argument of whether or not animals have souls.. it leads into whether or not without our souls we can function, whether cannibalism is wrong, etc. etc.
It's Angie plus moi vs Anne et Jess.
Jess proved our point (chickens have souls!) like three times.
(BTW, MIGHT I ADD THAT MR. FEMIA SAID THAT THEY DO HAVE SOULS!)
Of course, someone will say a funny comment now and then and we'll all laugh.
It was a friendly argument but we were all getting pretty upset.
We try to use the Soya sauce as the mediator - whoever has the bottle can talk. But my brother needed the bottle, so we decide to use the cutting board.
Angie puts the cutting board on top of her head and goes, "Jesus' halo." We all burst out laughing, and at the very second before I took a swig of milk.
I spit the milk everywhere classically and we start laughing doubly hard.
The same thing happens again when I'm using mouthwash instead of brushing my teeth before we go skating, because brushing my teeth would take too long. Then Jess and Anne are using their flailing limbs of terror to argue again and I spit mouthwash all over the sink. Of course, some comes out my nose and I still feel the burning sensation of mint in my nose.


So, Sharlene and Kathleen arrive at my house at like 6. We all go skating. It was pretty fun.

I started this blog on Saturday night, and it's now Monday after school.

BLEH!

Anyways, I'm looking up summer employment.
Not too happy about it.
And I'm too lazy to blog so whatevers.

xoxo,
AntiPrincess

just cause i feel like causing chaos

we all lie to get what we want
we lie more to keep what we want
i forget the words to the song
oh no, what have i done?
oh no, what have i become?
the monster inside of me is taking control
whoa oh, i dont want to be a monster

ive been singing that song all morning
and i dont even remember all the words.
or the artist.
or the title for that matter.
i just remember the tune.

so, hockey for the past two nights...
monday night, it was at forest hill: new arena, freezing cold.
it was also gian carlo's birthday. (:
i dont really feel like blogging...

ill talk to y'all later.
AntiPrincess

SHOUT OUT TO SHARLENE.
THE COOLEST CHICK EVER.

results for a personality test?

Extraversion
Some people like lots of stimulation; they want people around them, activity and excitement, whilst others prefer to be able to focus on things in a calm and quiet environment. Most people prefer a blend of the two extremes and your answers suggest that you are quite comfortable in either situation. You can probably cope with things being a bit hectic or a bit quiet but, like most people, you may find extremes in either direction uncomfortable or annoying.
Confidence
Some people make decisions very easily and tend not to worry about them before or afterwards while, at the other extreme, some people are so careful and cautious that the decisions never get made! Taking a cautious approach can be a good thing (do you want to fly with a pilot that is so free from worry and concern that she never checks her controls and instruments and doesn't bother to communicate with air-traffic control?) and you seem to have described yourself as someone who does tend to be quite cautious and careful. This can be very important in detailed work or areas were mistakes can have a major cost although you may find yourself avoiding risks and many cautious people wish they were bolder.
Openness
While some people like experimenting with new things and ideas, others prefer traditional methods and taking a very practical approach to problems.
Your answers suggest that you may more interested in the creative, new and experimental aspects of situations than dealing with the routine practicalities. While your dreams and plans may not always be achievable, you are likely to be very open to new ideas and ways of doing things.
Agreeableness
Most people want to be able to get on with others but to some it is the most important thing in the world, whilst others are quite happy to upset someone else if it means that things get done.
Your answers suggest that getting on with people is very important to you, that you may well be eager to help others and avoid disagreements, perhaps sometimes even when you think you should be firmer with them.
Conscientiousness
Some people like everything to be well planned, tidy and organised, whilst others prefer to deal with things as they come up and appear to work in absolute chaos.
Your answers suggest that, like most people, you like to have a little clarity about where things are but that you would rather cope with some things as they arise than spend too much time sorting out every single detail. This approach may help you when working with teams and also when having to deal with those situations that you just can't plan for.


Just felt like sharing. :)

too much homework, not enough brain power

If you really want to, go back a week ago and read that blog.
It should summarize the babble below.

I cannot focus, again.
I researched the stupid history assignment that we have, and I'm trying to start my religion essay on the manipulative powers of the media. There's one problem, I completely forget all that my teacher taught us, and thus I am struggling.
Usually, when I'm told to write essays, they come to me pretty easily especially when I've been paying attention.
I guess that's the problem: this unit bores me, and I disagree with a lot of it so I'm not paying attention. I'm more lost in my own thoughts about media and individualism and how these ideals have helped me so much throughout my life. Well, the ideals of individualism at least.

I think I'll read over the notes, highlight some key things - look up hegemony - and get back to work.

Smank you for reading.
AntiPrincess

Snowglobe Analogy

"It's funny how sometimes when things are turned upside down when you least expect it, everything gets so much more beautiful. And yet that's how it is with snow globes, why people buy them, or some people collect hundreds of them, lining them up on shelves in their houses, so that the insides of their houses are filled with hundreds of worlds. All ready to be turned over. Allr eady to be shaken up and then righted so that the snow swirls around inside, masking the scene for a few moments before it keeps swirling past, and instead of a blizzard, it's barely a sprinkling, then nothing. And it's in that final moment, as the snow settles back down to the bottom of the globe and the last few flakes drift lazily down, that you can really see everything clearly. Can see what has become of the figures inside. The ones locked in their dance, unable to change anything. It's then that you realize that's all there is, just the flip and the shake and the settle. And there's nothing beautiful in that at all."

I wasn't all that surprised when Cinderella gave me the finger

"The thing about believing is that it's dangerous. The world can turn upside down in an instant, and just when you think you're on top of everything, you're under it. Believing in something, someone, is hard. Sometimes when you let yourself fall too far, suddenly it's gone.

Btw,

I forgot to mention...
I'M GOING TO NEW YORK!

Someday My Prince Will Come...

First off: I love Alex. :) Or should I say Alpalexpix?
Just thought I would make that obvious.

I've had a lack of books in my life. So, I read this book called Dream Factory.
In four hours.
Not bad.
Not like a new record or anything, but not bad.
Now I can start on Weatherwitch.
I felt really good about myself because I went into the Adult Fiction Section and picked out a book. The other adults were looking at me because I was clearly in the LAT kilt.
Anyways..

It's really ironic. The two main characters don't believe in fairytales but in the end, their fairytales come true. Really ironic.
I like books where you can relate to the character's mindset, where I most often steal quotes.

However, this book made me think about my thoughts, my ideas, my - just a sec, my brother's phone is ringing.

Moving on, I don't believe in fairy tales. And if you know me, you're probably thinking what? But I don't. I resent Disney for making us believe in fairy tales and Prince Charming and setting our hopes extraordinarily high. It just sets up young girls who don't find true love or immediate happy endings to have their hopes (and their hearts) crushed. The higher your hopes, the more they fall.

But then again, I believe in perfect gentlemen, and finding your happy ending. I believe that happiness can be found. I mean, I'm happy. Almost constantly. I know that I'm a lot happier than I was a few years ago. Yet, somehow I feel that I've lost myself. I definitely know that I don't love the outdoors or animals as much as I used to. I mean, it hurts majorly when my cat will ignore me because I've been studying for a test or working and I don't set out time for her like I used to. I try to, but ...

Ugh. See, I'm confused.
What's the moral of the story?
I guess that everyone finds their happy endings. Just not in a fairy tale way.
I guess I'm stuck in the middle.
I guess thinking about this makes me remember the pessimistic thoughts inside of my head that are still very much so, alive.
There's no such thing as true happiness, there's just moments where you're distracted from your sadness.
Depressing huh?
Luckily, my life is full of these moments and I'm pretty much always distracted. :)

Happy wishes,
AntiPrincess

PS: Read the book:
Dream Factory by Brad Barkley and Heather Hepler

UPDATES.

Hey guys.
WHAT'S UP?!?!?!

Mini golfing on Friday was DA ULTIMATE BOMB.
Yeah, aren't I coool?
I know, I'm lame.

So then, mini golfing was hilarious.
More on that later.

Last night, I went to David's hockey game.
It was pretty good, they won 7-2.
Gian Carlo is playing again, which is good. But it's only a call-up type of dealy thing (as my beloved Megan would say). David thinks he might re-join the team, which would be both awesome and unfortunate for unfortunate reasons.
Unfortunately, Anthony has an injured knee from our last select game. :(
Hope he feels better.

Bells gonna ring soon.
I'll blog more later.

Math test today.
Wish me luck.

xoxo,
AntiPrincess

Quote of the day:

"I lost my retainer... My dad threw it out." - Lea Gimenez

Quote of the day:

"I'm really only an alter server. I just like to think of myself as the mass co-ordinator." - Sharlene Yukich

CAREERS.

Yes, so I'm in CAREEERS.

SCARY.

It really is. Our portfolio is due today, and I did it last minute - which is not like me. Usually, I'll do it the night before, yes, but not at eleven at night. Usually, I get home right away, work, eat while I work, then finish at about eight. Last night, however, I got home, and my cousin - Steph the awesome - wanted to go to MEC at King and Spadina. So, we ate a quick dinner, got out of my uniform and took the subway down. My mom said she would pick us up at the same subway station at eight. So, we went down to MEC and omg! IT'S HUGE. It's all supplied with stuff like snowboarding, kayaks, sporty clothing, thermal underwear, bike stuff, water bottles, camping stuff, etc. It was pretty cool. I discovered how much of a spoiled city kid I've becomed. It's quite sad. So, Steph vowed to un-city-fy me over the summer by taking me camping. Yippee. Sleeping on the cold earth in a bug-filled tent.

Doesn't sound that bad. Mais, my inner city kid is clenching. Oh well, I'll rough it. I will be un-citified!!! (I'm trying out the different spellings. Is it city-fied or citified?) Anyways, so we finished shopping - I got two pairs of thermal leggings, two hats and a booklight - with the giftcards I earned through the CN Tower Climb. Steph bought me a hat for Christmas, and a delicious hot chocolate with extra whipped cream, extra vanilla powder and extra chocolate sprinkles from Second Cup that we shared. Instead of taking a street car back to the subway station, like we did to get to MEC, we walked. We passed two theatres, a church and the CN Tower. We pretended like we were going to go see Dirty Dancing and the Sound of Music. People gave us weird looks, it was fun.

So, we almost missed our stop on the subway - but we didn't. That's the important thing. We were there right on time, then we went to my brother's hockey game, where we had an intense talk about environmentalism. It was interesting, but a lot of times my views are shared. Ie: Leather is bad. The cow was probably skinned alive or electrocuted vaginally or beheaded while conscious. This cow deserves to live its life. On the other hand, we can use this same cow for meat, which we've been doing since the beginning of time - basically. Then again, meat farms are the number one cause of global warming because of all the pollution they produce. I don't know. I guess I still eat cow, but I won't wear leather?

ANYWAYS. OFF TOPIC. We got home after the game at like 10:30. I showered, then started working on my portfolio. I finished at 1-ish. At least I finished. Sigh.

Now, Mr. Career Teacher is collecting the portfolios and doing interviews. I'm scared. REALLY scared. I'm going to fail miserably. Oh well...

Tonight, Megan, Gio and I are going mini-golfing. Yippee. (: Hopefully. Megan isn't in class, so I don't know if she's coming or not. And Gio is sick, so I'm not sure. If not, then I guess I'll hang out with Steph some more. Sharlene (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!) says I've been deprived. I probably have. Oh well. :P

I say that a lot.
Signing off,
AntiPrincess

Made my day:

At MEC, Steph was looking at the computer. She jumped when it called someone. Hilarious.
At David's hockey game, the teams switched sides at the end of the second. Steph was yelling at the other goalie then said suddenly, "Wait. That's not David."


So I have two for today. BLEH.

TAVARES = MY LOVER!

Okay.

GO CANADA!
WOO HOO!
KICK SOME SWEDISH KEISTER!

I'm screaming at my TV.
I love the world juniors.
I LOVE JOHN TAVARES!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH.

And if Markstrom happens to get hit in the face, it's because he EXAGERATES everything and whips his helmet off! GET A LIFE AND STOP BEING SUCH A WOOS!

PLAY HOCKEY.

TAVARES: MARRY ME! <3

It's on.
Bye.

Recipe for Hot Cocoa

Good news: I'm almost done.
Bad news: I still can't focus.
Good news: I now have the best tasting hot cocoa to drink.
Bad news: I made a mess.

Recipe:
First, take your Loretto Abbey mug and pour in two large tablespoons of hot chocolate mix.
Next, warm up a cup of 1% milk for 45 seconds in your Energy Star microwave.
Repeat step 2 for another 15.
Repeat step 2 for another 20.
Pour milk that has been warmed up for a total of 1:20 into the mix.
Cup should be almost full.
Warm up about an inch of 1% milk for 1 minute and 20 seconds.
Watch milk spill all over your microwave.
Clean up spilt milk.

Now, warm up about an inch of 1% milk for 45 seconds.
Pour it into hot chocolate.
Pour another teaspoon into the hot chocolate.
Stir.
Sip.
Drink away. :)

I love it. It's the best hot chocolate I've ever had.
Now, I'm sure it would taste better if it were steamed but oh well.
There's water in the teapot so... :)

Enjoy.
AntiPrincess

PS: Can anybody help me with the question:
"How does Macbeth’s soliloquy “If it were done” both create sympathy for him and destroy sympathy for him?" (Act 1, Scene 7)

cannot focus

Par usual, I cannot focus on my english homework.
Surprised? Not one bit.
I have someone on my mind who probably shouldn't be there but whatever.
I need to focus and I can't.
I thought maybe making a blog would help?
I think it has.
Back to Macbeth.

-AP

PS: I love this play. Just not the homework that goes with it.
PPS: This reminds me of the Simpsons episode when Bart takes drugs to make him focus in class. Can I get some?

Back Home

So, since the thirty first I've been in Ottawa!
Well, technically, Stittsville/ Kanata.
I was sick but we still went anyways, and thankfully, I got to sleep in the truck and felt a lot better. My headache went away and I could eat again without feeling sick. So.... Thumbs up.

So, we arrived in Ottawa to visit my cousins and my grandparents, who were visiting while they watched the WORLD JUNIORS. YEAH! Anyways, my three cousins - between the ages of three and nine - were completely surprised. (: We played with them for a bit but had to get ready to go to the Canada vs USA game!

IT WAS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AWESOME.
The fans were crazy, it was intense and there were uber amounts of cute guys!
We were sitting way high up, but we had a really nice view of everything. We were surrounded by Americans, except for four guys behind us - who were hilarious. At one point, they were chanting: "Let's go beer guy!" for a good ten minutes. I could not stop laughing. Or, at the end of the second they were screaming: "PULL THE GOALIE! PULL THE GOALIE!" So, the American fans were happy for the first three goals, screaming IN YOUR FACE when I booed, naturally. However, after our comeback and my brother and I were like: "WHAT NOW, LOSERS?!" they pretty much stayed quiet. It was so much fun, I loved it.

So, we went home and celebrated New Years. We watched some TV specials, had some cake and cookies and I played some Wii with the girls. The full four days we were there, all our spare time was dedicated to playing Wii. My muscles hurt. Uber much. On the first, the girls woke me up early and we went skating. Again, there were so many cute guys! We played hockey but I haven't played in a really really really really long time so I sucked. Then, we came home, played some more Wii, etc. On the second, it was my cousin's birthday party so they got to sleep in. David wanted to go skating again on the same outdoor rink, so my dad and I went with him at like 9 am. He helped me improve my hockey skills (or lack there of) and told me the main problem was that I was thinking too much and I needed to lean forward now. I feel like I really improved, except my lower back is KILLING ME to this very moment from "leaning forward". On the plus side, I can now stop and do the cross-over thing. On the down side, my body aches and I can't practice because there's no outdoor rinks in Toronto. I even made a list of why I like academics better:
1) I'm actually good at them.
2) I can tell when I'm improving.
3) It doesn't involve physical exurtion.
4) It doesn't hurt anything except my brain.

Lol. Yes... But, that was a joke. So, we came back from skating at 11, got ready and went to my cousin's indoor soccer birthday party. It was pretty fun. I didn't get to play because my thighs were killing me from doing suicides so I had to watch. Not that I was complaining. The kids were on a bit later than they should've been so there were about fifteen cute guys waiting to go on that I was casually flirting with. We got to eat a bunch of fries and chicken strips and chocolate icecream cake. Then, we went home early so my cousin could have some fun with her friends. While we were waiting for them to get home, my grandparents, David and I tried to go to Bayshore mall. We found it, we saw it, then we passed it. Their GPS didn't tell us how to get in and we couldn't find an entrance. Oh well. So, we went back to my uncle's house, played with the girls for a bit and then my uncle, my cousin, my grandpa and me went to the Czech Slovakia vs USA game.

It was hilarious because all the Canadian fans were cheering for Slovakia and even attempted some Slovak cheers. My brother's coach, Phil - who had tickets to all the games - was on the bigscreen. So, USA lost and all the Canadians were happy. :D That game was at 3:30, but we didn't get home until 6:45! So, the girls and I played some more Wii, ate some cookies and some more cake, and just hung out. It was fun. :)

I really had a good time. And I'm liking my horoscope. Which reminds me, I was at my cousin's indoor soccer thing and I ordered some fries before the kids got off. Of course, it ended up being for the group and out of my wallet but whateves. ANYWAYS, I see the Metro. I don't know why I thought it would be the Toronto Metro, but I did. So, I pick it up and start reading it. Then I say a bit too loudly, "This isn't Toronto!" and the lady behind the counter says, "No," and gives me a you're-such-an-idiot look. Oh well.

Conclusion of this blog:
I loved Ottawa. I love the world juniors. I love the Canadian world junior team. I'm back from -30 degree temperatures and school starts on Monday.

xoxo,
AntiPrincess

PS: I spent most of my phone bill texting an old friend. The friendship seems to be rekindling. And it was all by accident. :)

PPS: That reminds me, my new year resolutions:
To be more social.
To take more risks.
To think less.
To be more charitable. :)