Sunday, September 21, 2008

My Video Musique

While I was on my break from school I was in a music video. No shit. It wasn't a GOOD music video, but still.

This girl I know Ayla, had been cast as the "hot girl" in a video and asked me and Jae if we wanted to come along. All we had to do was dance in the background with fake martinis (Unsweetened Koolaid... ew) but it was still fun.

I'm not sure of the names of the rappers, but it was two 19-year-olds. One of them was kinda cute. The one without the braces that is.

The name of the song is Vancity Summer and it's set to come out next summer. I guess it was kinda late in August for a summer jam.

Anyways here's a pic of us girls, and also a "Behind the Scenes" of the set. Yes, that is Metrotown. (In the video it's apparently going to be in someone's mansion.)

Behind the Scenes: http://www.new.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=22335693291

Pastor Kelly

Having our cousin Kelly, the post-pastor, come to perform my sister's wedding ceremony was really an eye opener. We were starting to get closer to him and his wife, as they'd come to stay a few times, but I never really knew how he stood on religion.

After talking to him about it though I developed a new respect. While although he obviously believes in God, he doesn't believe everything in the bible, or take it all literally. He believes that the stories in the bible are metaphors of good ways to live our lives.

He also doesn't neccessarily believe that Jesus is the divine son of God. Back in ancient times "Born of a virgin" meant that a woman got pregnant the first time she had sex, meaning she was a virgin before. So Mary may have been a virg before she boinked Joseph. Also, some of the things they call Jesus, like "Lord" and "The King of Kings" and "The Son of God" are things they used to call Casear.

He's also done a lot of reasearch about back when they put together the King James version of the bible (the one basically everyone uses today) and was telling me about the crazy killings and torture and hypocrasy that was going on, while they were writing a book about how to be "good." It's all pretty crazy.

Back when he was a pastor (he left BTW because he didn't feel right preaching what they wanted him to preach, when he didn't believe it all) he did a sermon about some of this stuff, causing some people to even leave the church. It's crazy.

I mean, I think that people can believe what they want. But I have a lot more respect for them when they think for themselves and use logic and don't just blindly follow what someone else tells them.

Nicole's Wedding

Ok so yeah, I'm like almost 2 months late... but whatever. I know Nic will kill me if I don't blog about it, and I just need to say: Nicole's wedding was awesome!


We got up at 8 in the morning to get our hair done, and then headed to Spa Utopia for makeup. We all got those mini eyelash extensions and they really made our eyes pop. Once we got back to the house though my hair was already coming out. (Yeah, that was GREAT of the hairdresser to promise me that her flat-iron curls would stay in when I told her I doubted it. Total hours it lasted=2). Anyways, I had to get the other girl to fix my hair, and it finally looked great. And felt crunchy. You know, the real bridesmaid look.

We got Nicole dressed, which went fairly smoothly, except for her busting the waist of her crinoline and my aunt had to crawl under there to fix it, poor lady.

I was super nervous all morning, and heading to the wedding, but once we were walking down the aisle everything was ok.


As I started to walk the first thing I noticed was Nicole's soon to be husband all teary-eyed... and that set me off good. I sniffled through the entire ceremony, and half of the reception.

The ceremony was short and sweet. Our second cousin Kelly (former pastor, now car salesman... go figure) performed the ceremony.

After that we headed out for pics, with only a quick stop at the liquor store, where needless to say we created a little stir.

As we pulled into the gardens for our pics we noticed one thing. Another bridal party had just shown up too, and they had almost the same colours as us. It was like the showdown of the two networks in Anchorman. We were way hotter than them though. For real. Ben was like "That is a sad day in that man's life."


After pics we headed to the reception. Dinner was delicious. The best part was the buns strangely enough. At the recpetion I also got to show off my date: Prom Ken. He's dreamy!


Then it was speeches. My dad made a short, cute speech... and then Ben's parents made a super long speech about God and blah blah blah. I was like this wedding is supposed to be about celebrating their love for each other, not for a mythical creature. Then it was time for my speech. For those of you who couldn't hear me over the crying (I could barely even read, it was all swimming before my eyes), here is a copy:

Everyone who knows Nicole knows that although Ben may be her second love, her first was, and still is television. So I thought this poem would be appropriate.

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by Miss Carrie Bradshaw, or should I saw Mrs John James Preston:

His hello was the end of her endings,
Her laugh was their first step down the aisle.
His hand would be hers to hold forever,
His forever was as simple as her smile.

An ocean couldn’t prevent it.
A New York minute wouldn’t let it pass.
Does the universe decide for us,
Which love will fade and which will last.

He said she was what was missing.
She said instantly she knew.
She was a question to be answered.
And his answer was “I do.”


After that it was time to dance and drink. I wasn't too drunk, but that perfect drunk where everything is SUPER fun, but you don't barf. The other bridesmaids and I really put on a show when the Grease Megamix came on. My uncle told me it was worth the price of admission.

After the wedding (after a quick McDonald's run) we all headed home. Then Nicole and Ben got changed, opened their cards ($$$) and headed out for their honeymoon. My little sister was officially married and out of the house.

Sniff.

Saturday, September 06, 2008

Nic's Stagette

I had the pleasure of planning my sister's stagette party, and since she is lame and refused to go see the man-strippers it was a bit of a challenge. I decided on pole dancing. For those of you who haven't been it's super fun, but hard! It's a real workout; my legs were sore for 3-4 days after. We did pole work, and then donned some boas and did lap dances for each other.

After the pole-dancing we headed to Sammy's for some food and drinks. This one guy (whose name is actually Guy) kept buying shots for the whole table. Tequila, Blow Jobs, Jager Bombs... they kept on coming! Then he was bussing the table too.

The manager brought out a Muff Dive for my sister to do off him, which was hilarious. She was like "DON'T TELL BEN!!"

After that we headed home and hung out for a bit. I wanted to hit up the club but Nicole would rather pass out. All in all it was a pretty fun nite.

I'm Baaaack!!!

Well it's been a little over a month since I last posted... and it's been hectic. Finals, then Nicole's wedding, then starting school again... And the longer since I've posted the harder it is to make myself go back and do it. Things will happen and I'll be like "Oh, I should blog about that," and then it's so long that I totally forget. Anyways I'm back and the next few posts will be a bit of a recap of what's happened in the last month.