tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22344664103260138732024-03-12T20:11:10.212-04:00+++Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-26959063112903180012011-02-28T00:06:00.007-05:002011-02-28T01:23:08.667-05:00Creepy Colin Firth TimeToday was the Oscars aka The 83rd Academy Awards. My very last blog post was last year about the Oscars, so it's fitting that I express my current thoughts today...<div><div><br /></div>It had it's moments, but it was so slow paced it just bored me in general. <div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">THE HOSTS</span></span></b></div><div>I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">L</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">O</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">V</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">E</span></b></span> Anne Hathaway and James Franco. BUT (big butt) together they had little or no chemistry. Anne felt more like a Hollywood Star groupie as she giggled and howled at the guests like an ape and Franco didn't look interested at all. It appears he may have been chilling in a different type of "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">green room</span>" all night.</div><div><div><br /></div><div>Maybe I'm just cranky today? I respect them both but I think one host is better than two.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">SOME HIGHLIGHTS </span></span></b></span>of the evening:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">- Luke Matheny, director of God of Love, fro joke and cute speech.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">- Christian Bale on the verge of spewing acid man tears. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">- Celine Dion made me </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Smile</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (I heart that song) </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">- Autotune the Oscars guiltily made me laugh.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">- Cate Blanchett saying gross.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">- Kirk Douglas. Old people who don't give a shiz, rock. </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ON TO MY OPEN LETTER TO COLIN FIRTH:</span></span></b></span><br /></b><div><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Dear Colin Firth, </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Congrats on your Best Actor win tonight. I've loved you since </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Love Actually</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"> (a favourite movie of mine). You're a real good actor and you come across as a very genuine humble person. I will always follow your career and </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">I'm still open to being your mistress.</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Signed with Love,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Jasmine</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zu2DL1TtvZ0/TWsu9zfjzmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kljcBJkJSF4/s400/colinfirthjabazzy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578604202757967458" /></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">THE VERDICT</span></span></b></span></b>:<b> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">ZZzzZzzZzz</span>. See you next year.</b><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Good night beautiful people.</b></div>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-86518210104626465162010-03-08T00:18:00.007-05:002010-03-08T01:01:36.591-05:00Gosh, it's really me...Jasmine<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Watching the Oscars, as I always do.</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >My current thoughts:</span> <span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br />- I would do anything to be Colin Firth's wife. Anything.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">- If Firth doesn't want me, then hopefully Ben Stiller will.</span><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br />- Someone give Maggie Gyllenhaal an Oscar. She's more than a skinny bitch.</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br />- Demi Moore looked amazing. Best dressed...until you see her knees. What? I like to laugh at people who can't accept their age.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">- A Razzie to this. Sandra Bullock is a class act.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">- Avatar Who? Whatever, Jim is laughing to the bank.</span><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >- John Hughes forever. Sofa-King forever.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3581/3383487123_495077fdf2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 292px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3581/3383487123_495077fdf2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;" >Photo credit to the amazing <a href="http://billilovesmargot.blogspot.com/">billilovesmargot</a><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >I can't believe I haven't updated here in almost a year! I can't really apologize because my life has been crazy. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Been running around like a headless chicken</span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> with a headache.</span> But I'm glad to be alive. No more complaining. This will be my year.<br /><br />By the way, I got a new job!!! Which I love, because I'm learning. I went through intense training all week. Very draining, but I'm on my way to something great. I feel it.<br /><br />In the words of Shania Twain...<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I feel like a woman</span></span> ahaha<br /><br />Anyways, I've missed you all but know I always think about you. You're in my heart and I hope you're living your dreams.<br /><br />Keep well.<br />xxox Jasmine<br /></span></div></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div style="font-family: arial;" id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-42994592524917325532009-05-03T01:13:00.008-04:002009-05-03T10:24:33.919-04:00Best Worst Movie but Best Worth the While Time.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/Sf0oKoojw0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/nK0f1vLiW58/s1600-h/govgame.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/Sf0oKoojw0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/nK0f1vLiW58/s320/govgame.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331461697047872322" border="0" /></a><br />Approximately 12 hours ago I said I was going to Blog about my adventures last night. Yeah, I suck. I got busy between relatives over for a BBQ dinner (yum!) and playing online poker, and no, I did not gamble with real money because that would just be <span style="font-size:180%;">stupid</span>. Mostly since I suck at that too and would be left even more poorer than I already am. I digress.<br /><br />Soooo, last night, I went to the Toronto Premiere of the film, <span style="font-style: italic;">Best Worst Movie</span>, at the HotDocs Film Festival. The film is about one of the worst <span style="font-style: italic;">considered</span> films ever made, Troll 2, and it is amazingly done. It's hilariously funny, heart felt and sad at parts. I love when a film constantly plays with my emotions. Also, if you don't know, Youtube's own, <span style="font-weight: bold;">K80Blog</span> had a MAJOR part in creating this film. I am so proud of her! Seeing her <span style="font-style: italic;">and</span> a great film in one was a bonus.<br /><br />I honestly cannot believe I've been blessed with the opportunity to see her again. The last time was at the 888 Youtube Gathering last year. I remember telling her then, "this will probably be the last time I ever see you", and she gave me a <span style="font-weight: bold;">"shut up hoe, that ain't true look"</span>. HAHA I don't know why I said that in a ghetto-speech tone, but the moral of the story is: <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >KATIE IS ALWAYS RIGHT.</span> Believe it.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jabazzy/3496388590/" title="k80jipsijaba by jabazzy, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3661/3496388590_b06cb60541.jpg" alt="bestworstmoviepremiere" width="450" /></a><br /></div><br />I also can't believe I saw another youtuber again!!! I can't get over it. As you can see, Jipsi is in the picture making a dumb face, and is/was a youtuber, but he doesn't count anymore since we're more "in real life" friends now.<br /><br />Anyways, I'm babbling like crazy. Just watch her film if you can and <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >never ever buy over-priced $15 nachos</span>. Don't they cost 2 dollars to make?! We had went to a bar type restaurant before the film and I wasted my money. What you see here is uneaten and left for the street rats :D Meh, I really don't care so much because I hung out with Katie! That makes up for everything blah-in-this-world.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/Sf0ogMUiX-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/evHEvB03qBA/s1600-h/nacho.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/Sf0ogMUiX-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/evHEvB03qBA/s320/nacho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331462067404824546" border="0" /></a><br />Thinking about last night is making me so happy I'd love to scream! AH.<br /><br />In this moment I am grateful for all the wonderful people there are in the world. If you read this through, you are wonderful too and very patient. Thank you <3<br /><br />PEACE.Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-48505119879566527402009-04-29T23:17:00.010-04:002009-04-29T23:49:48.456-04:00Egoistically All about MEMESo yesterday, out of boredom and curiosity I <span style="font-style: italic;">tweeted</span> morphed versions of my face <a href="http://twitpic.com/46kt9">HERE</a><br /><br />Here are a few more I made after:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SfkY0te6sNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Lz4NqcpXiIs/s1600-h/morphasian.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SfkY0te6sNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Lz4NqcpXiIs/s320/morphasian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330318927811227858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">a REAL Asian.</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SfkZJ6mXPnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WYb82QXfwxw/s1600-h/morphapeugly.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SfkZJ6mXPnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WYb82QXfwxw/s320/morphapeugly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330319292109373042" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ape-shit sexy.</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA</span>, especially for the last one. If you want to try your own go to <a href="http://morph.cs.st-andrews.ac.uk//Transformer">http://morph.cs.st-andrews.ac.uk//Transformer</a><br /><br />Also today, through the lovely <a href="http://johnnydurham.com/">Johnny Durham</a> I did this MEME (literally) mosaic.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SfkZ-xv65_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/zkKOn71EHIo/s1600-h/mememosaic2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SfkZ-xv65_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/zkKOn71EHIo/s320/mememosaic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330320200266606578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Because I'm a lazy douche I'll just copy & paste the directions Johnny wrote:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">DIRECTIONS:</span><br />- Go to Google image search.<br />- Type in your answer to each question.<br />- Choose a picture from the first page.<br />- Use this website (http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php) to make your collage.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">QUESTIONS:</span><br />1. What is your name?<br />2. What is your favorite food?<br />3. What is your hometown?<br />4. What is your favorite color?<br />5. What is your favorite movie?<br />6. What is your favorite drink?<br />7. What is your dream vacation?<br />8. What is your favorite dessert?<br />9. What is one word to describe yourself?<br />10. How are you feeling right now?<br />11. What do you love most in the world?<br />12. What do you want to be when you grow up?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">I have to say, there's nothing better to do on the Internet then waste time exploring questions we would not bother to think about on a daily basis, like, "I wonder what I'd look like as a Black (I mean Afro-Caribbean) person?" :p</span><br /><br />Well that was fun...<br />...and fun rhymes with sun and I've been enjoying the lovely weather. I hope you are too. Take care everyone.<br /><br /><3 LOVEJasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-54154082321943877712009-03-30T20:15:00.006-04:002009-03-30T20:36:19.670-04:00Passing ghosts.I was digging through Facebook for <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">the first time in 2 years</span></span>. So many emails, so many passed opportunities at parties and get togethers with the people I once loved so much.<br /><br />I saw this photo of my friend David and got sad because we were nerds. Nerds together (with our friends) with sexy tech talk and drinking green tea instead of alcohol hahaha I was always jealous of his cameras! But he's the hardest working man I know, so he deserves it all.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SdFiTTSfINI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ICOB6syScLM/s1600-h/davelol.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SdFiTTSfINI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ICOB6syScLM/s320/davelol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319140718636114130" border="0" /></a><br />I look at these photos and have completely forgotten my OLD self. The extremely outgoing girl who was out and <span style="font-weight: bold;">never home</span>.<br /><br />It's strange seeing people I grew up with now, still hanging together, getting married, having babies...just having a good time growing older.<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />I NEED this old self back.</span> I want to wipe clean the last few years and just move on.<br /><br />While rummaging through old FB messages I found this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SdFhJDPiYwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5p6a6dJU4sM/s1600-h/cinyt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 74px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SdFhJDPiYwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/5p6a6dJU4sM/s320/cinyt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319139443018457858" border="0" /></a><br /><br />haha I was spotted.<br />You never know who's watching,<br />& apparently I was watching my life pass by, forgetting about the foundations of what made me who I am today.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm tired of the Internet.</span></span><br />(and how I use it)<br />I miss my family & friends.<br /><br />I know it may seem like I'm depressed but I'm not.<br />I'm in a state I can't explain.<br />Like a caterpillar in a cocoon waiting.<br /><br />I changed my Facebook picture to this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SdFkRPk3zpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jKB0RYnxDMo/s1600-h/jasbooknerd.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SdFkRPk3zpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jKB0RYnxDMo/s320/jasbooknerd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319142882303004306" border="0" /></a><br /><br />YUMMY books.Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-83504153922089149912009-03-26T11:27:00.004-04:002009-03-26T12:06:54.978-04:00a pointless ego trip.<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;">If you feel entitled I TITLE you a loser.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm so tired of being surrounded by selfish egos and desperate criers.</span> They're everywhere lately! *play scary, heart beating in Poe's floor, music. In reality, we don't deserve anything more than the next guy. Just take the pity walk by yourself and <span style="font-weight: bold;">dance at the end of the road</span>. Oh my, I'm such a bitch <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">^_^</span> </span>I just stress over people too much because I want everyone to be happy. I've come to realize that this is impossible. Moving on.<br /><br />People can only hope & <span style="font-style: italic;">do</span>. So doo-do all over this place called Earth.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-73147650898370747812009-03-21T23:10:00.005-04:002009-03-21T23:31:27.135-04:00Wordle Wall of RandomUpon reading <a href="http://johnnydurham.com/tweetstats/">JohnnyDurham19</a>'s blog post I had no idea <a href="http://tweetstats.com/">TweetStats</a> had a Wordle function (shown below) of the top words you use on Twitter. If you don't know, I use Twitter more than anything else I update. It's good for my A.D.D. mindset.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.twitter.com/jabazzy">http://www.twitter.com/jabazzy</a> ADD ME ;)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/ScWtztMtakI/AAAAAAAAAFk/m-S9pUuGdu0/s1600-h/jabazzywordle.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/ScWtztMtakI/AAAAAAAAAFk/m-S9pUuGdu0/s320/jabazzywordle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315846038998575682" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I love how some of the words randomly create sentences that explain my life right now...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"people feel hell days"<br />"make time happy"<br />"shit won't know life"<br />"ben hate" <-- HAHAHA<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >"hope people"</span></span><br /><br />Love it!<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">By the way, <span style="font-weight: bold;">WOW</span> I haven't posted here in 2 months and I know I never post anywhere really these days but I'm still thinking of you all. <span style="font-size:180%;">Life just happened.</span><br /><br /><3</span><br /></span>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-18956559635366986862009-01-14T23:52:00.005-05:002009-01-15T00:22:00.484-05:00Baring all.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SW7BEjIjvZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pGZdTOuzIyI/s1600-h/baringall.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SW7BEjIjvZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pGZdTOuzIyI/s320/baringall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291378896101686674" /></a><br /><br />Needing something new. Time to live life to its fullest.Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-58587031405098068672008-12-31T14:55:00.006-05:002008-12-31T15:11:56.115-05:00Long over due blog + new yearsSo whoa, I never blog because I'm just so lazy. Lame excuse I know, but I also feel that I don't want to over-share my life. Some things are sacred. If that makes sense.<br /><br />Right now I am bored so I'll blog.<br /><br />Bored waiting for the dryer to finish up. I'm doing my laundry finally because I need clothes for when I ring in the new year downtown. I'm looking forward to this evening!<br /><br />and second WHOA, I can't believe another year has passed (everyone says that). But it's another year on YT! Crazy town! Let's see how much I am around this year...<br /><br />Soooo I promised ages ago to show you my completed painting for my cousin. To be honest, I only finished it a day before Christmas, because again, I am lazy. Judge me :p<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SVvOmrEdT3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XqVHVXbrIIs/s1600-h/finalpainting.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SVvOmrEdT3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XqVHVXbrIIs/s320/finalpainting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286045751441182578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sadly, I did not have the chance to give my cousin this present because of snow. The roads were bad. Christmas was crappy this year and it didn't feel like the holiday at all. Mostly because I didn't get to see my close relatives, and that cousin, which I only see once a year. I have gotten really sad after typing this. Blah, there's no point in getting sad about things you can't change and at least I know they're alive and happy.<br /><br />I think I heard the dryer ring. YAY...time to goooo.<br /><br />I hope everyone has a <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >HAPPY NEW YEAR</span></span> and you're spending it with ones you love.<br /><br />*cheers*<br /><3<br /><br />P.S. I realize I sound like a lazy sloth while I typed this. I am not ashamed! *hides*. By the way, real sloth's are scary looking. Just making another useless observation.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SVvQ29_jxJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0z5r2jE5Dh8/s1600-h/sloth2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SVvQ29_jxJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0z5r2jE5Dh8/s320/sloth2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286048230422070418" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Looks like my ex ^_^ jk!</span>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-32506124772691427522008-12-06T16:29:00.004-05:002008-12-06T16:34:30.773-05:00<a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/STruvYSSxWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cgzTr3y-niU/s1600-h/headears.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/STruvYSSxWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cgzTr3y-niU/s320/headears.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276792411158398306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;">If you understand this. <span style="font-weight: bold;">I truly love you.</span></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> Me wants.</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> Also, thanks for all the comments on my last post. You are wonderful fluffy creatures of the planet.</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> Lastly, BYOB = *sighs*</span>.<br /><br /><3Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-22545035077235913412008-12-05T22:54:00.013-05:002008-12-05T23:30:00.426-05:00Arting: Work in Progress<span style="font-family:arial;">So I don't feel compelled to make a video this week (or for a while) because I’d rather paint. I’m working on 5 small sized paintings for my cousin’s Christmas present; something I’ve promised I’d do for her for a while.</span><p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/STn3tnRaf_I/AAAAAAAAADo/jWpoHGBkv10/s1600-h/parispaintings.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/STn3tnRaf_I/AAAAAAAAADo/jWpoHGBkv10/s320/parispaintings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276520801449443314" border="0" /></a></p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">The series is<span style="font-size:180%;"> a bit cliché </span>(by a bit I mean a lot), with a <st1:city><st1:place>Paris</st1:place></st1:city> theme, but we went there together in 2004 and I wanted to work with our memories together. <span style="font-weight: bold;">I LOVE </span><st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold;"><st1:place>FRANCE</st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-weight: bold;">.</span></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" face="courier new" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal" face="arial"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">As you can see I’m pretty much blank on my approach for the second canvas. It’s a work in progress. I have a couple ideas but I’ll keep you posted on it when it’s completed.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;">To be honest with you, <span style="font-size:130%;">I’m not too happy</span> with what I’ve done becau<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/STn7L9VjwZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nd5GDKd7Cnc/s1600-h/blankart.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/STn7L9VjwZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nd5GDKd7Cnc/s320/blankart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276524621303366034" border="0" /></a>se I was fighting with the painting technique for a while. They look a bit cartoonish, and I was used to painting more realistically in the past. I’m a bit rusty now though, in all drawing abilities, and I <span style="font-weight: bold;">N</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">EED</span> to work on that. <span style="font-size:100%;">So if giving up videos for a while means doing so. Then so be it. I get bored very easi</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >ly though, so expect me back sooner than later. </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I just want to put my focus elsewhere at this moment</span>.</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> For now, painting will be at the forefront of my creative endeavours. It’s my first step on regaining bits of my former self.</span></p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal">Be well everyone.</p><p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"><br /><o:p></o:p></p>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-10741673415863506332008-11-25T02:33:00.004-05:002008-11-25T02:45:52.520-05:00List of Life + Wiiiiiii1. I wrote a <span style="font-weight: bold;">long</span> post but deleted it. Sometimes it's just nice to write it out, like writing out a math problem to better understand the thought process. For now though, those thoughts will remain in the vault. Moving on...<br /><br />2. I hate talking about shit like this because it's very self-indulgent, but I want a new <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wii game</span></span>. I'm getting bored of my Mario Kart. You can't blame me for wanting one. I've been playing the same game for months. I want these games (below), but there's no way I can afford them right now. Hence why I have been playing the same game:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSuqiy4lllI/AAAAAAAAADg/-jkLM3uKJpY/s1600-h/wiigames.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSuqiy4lllI/AAAAAAAAADg/-jkLM3uKJpY/s320/wiigames.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272495303518688850" border="0" /></a><br />3. If you can't tell, I enjoy puzzle games the most. Yet I am still horrible at Sudoku.<br /><br />4. My feet want to dance on a cloud.<br /><br />5. My life needs a makeover. No money can buy that.<br /><br />6. I love <span style="font-weight: bold;">YOU</span>.<br /><br />7. I bid farewell.<br /><br />8. Silence.Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-80697534954827567262008-11-22T22:43:00.011-05:002008-11-24T15:35:38.225-05:00Youtube LIVE thoughts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSjRbX5hkMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ybK06PJeHhM/s1600-h/jaaaaaaa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSjRbX5hkMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ybK06PJeHhM/s320/jaaaaaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271693632039129282" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">You<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">tube </span>LIVE</span> was meh, burp, blah. I could of done without.<br /><br />but...this picture of<span style="font-size:180%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Jaaaaaaa</span></span> aka Lisa Nunes [William Sledd is hilarious] & <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >sailme90 </span>makes me happy! If you don't know, William called Julia "Lisa" like a fool.<br /><br />I can safely say I look forward to these two's videos all the time.<br /><br />Also, the <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Diamond Factory</span></span> (ala LisaNova) worked the whole damn event. She made her <span style="font-style: italic;">face</span> known. Well done on the marketing and costume changes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSjVa3cjE2I/AAAAAAAAADY/B2ULhutTHEQ/s1600-h/youtube2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSjVa3cjE2I/AAAAAAAAADY/B2ULhutTHEQ/s320/youtube2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271698021374169954" border="0" /></a><br />Again, the event was nothing too exciting, and mostly boring for the most part but nothing ever went horribly wrong; which looks good on YT. I just wanted to see people I adore in the audience and background. A group chat with the lovers via MSN (old school) made watching the event bearable.<br /><br /><br />In Youtube We Trust [lies]<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Why am I writing this post? :D<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">If you really want to know what I'm thinking. I'm thinking the event was just some ego jerk circle. There I said it! <3</span></span><br /></span>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-9072640686894425492008-11-18T20:55:00.006-05:002008-11-18T21:08:54.172-05:00in heaven + wall-e<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSNyW0Qg_cI/AAAAAAAAADA/PTMoxqMyeBk/s1600-h/frankocsi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSNyW0Qg_cI/AAAAAAAAADA/PTMoxqMyeBk/s320/frankocsi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270181725264215490" border="0" /></a><br />So <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">CSI:NY</span></span> is playing ALL damn DAY (marathon) 24/7 on TV and it's absorbing my life. It's an addiction. I've started crushing hardcore on Eddie Cahill (shown right). I don't like him in this picture though; doesn't he look like Frankenstein in it?<br /><br />Anyways, I also got <span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" >WALL-E</span> today for a late birthday present!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm soo excited. TO be honest I haven't even watched it yet but I've heard great things, plus it reminds me so much of <a href="http://youtube.com/benrobot">BENROBOT</a>, and who doesn't want to be reminded of a robot friend?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSNyp80bi9I/AAAAAAAAADI/LES1SDbkyV0/s1600-h/heavenwalle.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SSNyp80bi9I/AAAAAAAAADI/LES1SDbkyV0/s320/heavenwalle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270182053979851730" border="0" /></a><br />That's all for now. Today I am happy.<br /><br />Peace out world.<br />I love you so.<br /><br />P.S. I love my Sesame Street PJ's<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >I'm such a fecking kid.<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">In closing, people have to be sad in order to be happy. Truth.</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br /></span>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-15339123223017621292008-11-13T10:00:00.002-05:002008-11-13T10:07:33.202-05:00Video please.I hardly ever want to make videos but why is it when I actually want to make a video I can't?<br /><br />I badly want to make a video, especially thanking people who sent me messages of love on my birthday because it meant the world to me. Also, Johnny <span style="font-size:130%;">(JohnnyDurham19)</span> tagged me in left-handed tag, and I shall try my best to do that one too. Johnny IS an amazing person to talk to, laugh with, discuss with...true story.<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><br />See the thing is, I don't make videos when people are home and my sister's university is on strike, meaning she's home all damn day. *shakes fist to the world.<br /><br />I hope things will change soon but for now CSI:NY has already started! I have to gooooo...<br /><br />Much Love <3Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-20398799892751050232008-11-05T22:05:00.005-05:002008-11-05T23:32:40.503-05:00blank.<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >I don't even know anymore.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span>I think<span style="font-style: italic;"> too</span> much.</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span><br />It always happens.</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-22817879323928379902008-10-28T23:56:00.004-04:002008-10-29T01:00:16.707-04:00Glo worm of love.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SQfnbtxTfeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EFdfyEPc4n4/s1600-h/gloworm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SQfnbtxTfeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EFdfyEPc4n4/s320/gloworm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262429152934591970" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I just had a thought (reoccurring)...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">We tend to take our friends for granted.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">On that note<span style="font-weight: bold;">, </span></span></span><a href="http://ca.youtube.com/user/thisismysongthough" onmousedown="urchinTracker('/Events/VideoWatch/ChannelNameLink');" class="hLink fn n contributor">thisismysongthough</a>, made a video inspired by one of my tweets (twitter) & it blew me away. As you can tell I have been thinking a lot about friendship lately. As I get older I become very selective of who I trust<span style="font-weight: bold;">.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span></span><span><span style="font-size:100%;">Important milestones are under way. </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Oh age.</span></span><br /></span></span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGj3y2lQtL8&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGj3y2lQtL8&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="319"></embed></object>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-63713406390284877112008-10-27T22:03:00.006-04:002008-10-27T22:24:20.511-04:00Feeling numb & new.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SQZzJNZuwRI/AAAAAAAAACw/IKvJZ-fRIgg/s1600-h/sleep.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SQZzJNZuwRI/AAAAAAAAACw/IKvJZ-fRIgg/s320/sleep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262019816682602770" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I could <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >sleep ALL DAMN DAY and not move.</span> I am both very physically and emotionally exhausted from the countless hours of standing, moving around, dealing with (asshole) people, and the lack of sleep I’ve gotten from volunteering for <span style="font-style: italic;">"Planet in Focus</span>". Yet I still enjoyed it and plan on volunteering again.<br /><br />Also, It feels weird not commenting back to people on my last video since I always try too but <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Youtube can wait</span></span> until this paralyzing feeling wears off.<br /><br />Finally, the heater has been fixed (almost one week later), as of today. Yay for warminess. Speaking of coldness, I am supposed to wash my newly dyed hair with cold water (to maintain the colour) but HELL NO! No cold water for me in this weather. Therefore, the colour will fade. Meh, there are bigger problems like people dying. I had the chance to watch some films at the festival; very uplifting and sad. When I'm complaining about stupid shit (like my hair), I try to remember what I have...which is a lot more than some, even if I don't have that much.<br /><br />I have to close my eyes for a bit. Much Love.Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-69203339825365599382008-10-22T01:06:00.010-04:002008-10-22T01:41:27.019-04:00In need of a warm hug.So today was the first official sighting of snow; tough it was light and more like rain it still foreshadowed what is to come. I must admit that though I really enjoy the snow and cold I only really do so with warm things near by, such as a warm coffee, fireplace, jacket and/or cuddle. <span style="font-weight: bold;">We're (I) spoiled that way.</span><br /><br />Unfortunately, the heater in my house has broken down and for some stupid reason the air conditioner was on for over 3 hours. I think my dad thought heat would magically appear...ugh.<br /><br />I'm way too col<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SP61DDrw4NI/AAAAAAAAACg/Qi2hViFGd98/s1600-h/cimg_warminess.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SP61DDrw4NI/AAAAAAAAACg/Qi2hViFGd98/s320/cimg_warminess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259840478948417746" border="0" /></a>d for the Internet and doing Youtube stuff today, as commenting or watching videos so I shall sleep soon, but I did get this comment exceed code tonight which made me smile with irony. <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >I want warminess.</span> Anyways, I have to be up at 6:00am tomorrow. Yay!. Bye lovelies. Oh and I want to thank everyone who leaves me comments on my ramblings. I really am flattered and feel the love.<br /><br />Be well everyone!<br /><br />I'm off to snuggle warm in my bedsheets.<br /><br />P.S. I really want one of these:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SP66XzsawlI/AAAAAAAAACo/dbqkGV1JCeI/s1600-h/tony_frenemy.bmp"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SP66XzsawlI/AAAAAAAAACo/dbqkGV1JCeI/s320/tony_frenemy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259846332991586898" border="0" /></a>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-10175282333777029952008-10-19T23:33:00.008-04:002008-10-19T23:54:49.274-04:00Like a fat kid eating cake.I decided to change my layout here. I am quite content. Anyways...<br /><br />So one of my loyal subscribers who has always been good to me, PM'ed me and told me I was getting fat (excuse me while I pause to laugh), which is probably true since <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >I eat like a fat cow with no worries in the world.</span> Actually, I eat more than ever before so excuse me while I eat a cookie while typing this and gaining the 40 pounds I have lost since last year back. Also, let me post a picture of a yummy carrot cake and tart for all you skinny health people. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SPv8GXLocQI/AAAAAAAAACY/p4X_Z_7rWkI/s1600-h/carrotcake.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SPv8GXLocQI/AAAAAAAAACY/p4X_Z_7rWkI/s320/carrotcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259074176117403906" border="0" /></a> I had milk with the tart, that's healthy enough right?! haha no. Honestly though, I'm not dying and I'm happy, and that's all that matters. I just think it's funny that people will go out of their way to call you fat out of "concern".<br /><br />In other news, my grandma is in the hospital which has put me in a weird mental state, but we can't live thinking people will live forever, because they won't. <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm more sad</span></span> at the fact that she is or may be suffering. Suffering is a part of life but so is sadness. Therefore, I am sad.<br /><br />Oh and I bought a headband and sometimes my camera works and doesn't. It's very picky :D<br /><br />Love!Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-36301769494074326932008-10-08T20:53:00.010-04:002008-10-19T18:44:19.052-04:00Fashion without a camera.This is a completely self-indulgent post because I want this dress really badly. Like now. I'm on the search! It's gorgeous.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SO1WM-yt_gI/AAAAAAAAACE/1r3SEqEV-N8/s1600-h/GaimbarristaValli.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SO1WM-yt_gI/AAAAAAAAACE/1r3SEqEV-N8/s320/GaimbarristaValli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254951121225383426" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Speaking of fashion, Billi (billilovesmargot) and I share a common interest in fashion and it is what inspired (Nylon) my birthday video for him.<br /><br /><object width="300" height="219"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/11lv7AIovcE&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/11lv7AIovcE&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="219"></embed></object><br /><br />Finally, I'm having camera problems. My video footage is out of sync with the audio and it skips. I hope it's not really broken because I can't afford a new one. I guess no videos for a while. We'll see.<br /><br />Sit tight and take care.<br /><br /><3Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-35210051243766105142008-10-01T19:58:00.007-04:002008-10-01T20:49:35.977-04:00Simple update.People! It's October, whaaaaat?!<br /><br />Times are a changing, but remaining somehow.<br /><br />By the way, I've traded a <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">hobby</span></span> with another.<br /><br />Sometimes when you love something to death it gets boring. If there's no passion in what you do, don't bother. Breaks are nice.<br /><br />Also, I've forgotten how much I missed doing photography. I used to heavily do it before Youtube. Obviously the photo of me is complete crap since I couldn't get an angle, but I found it weird just to post photos of a 'random' guy :D<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SOQVgKktp2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/MeKXFNjgndw/s1600-h/joejasouting.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SOQVgKktp2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/MeKXFNjgndw/s320/joejasouting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252346707759179618" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The photos were taken on the day I went to a book fair (Sunday). I'm reading more too. <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Books are sexy.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><br /><3<br /><br /><br />Be well everyone.Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-41973410773643942462008-09-13T05:03:00.002-04:002008-09-13T05:03:50.368-04:00Green.<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>You Are Emerald Green</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/emerald-green.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />Deep and mysterious, it often seems like no one truly gets you.<br /><br />Inside, you are very emotional and moody - though you don't let it show.<br /><br />People usually have a strong reaction to you... profound love or deep hate.<br /><br />But you can even get those who hate you to come around. There's something naturally harmonious about you.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/">What Color Green Are You?</a></div>Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-19905166343961744642008-09-11T22:46:00.002-04:002008-09-11T22:49:11.307-04:00Like Billi[10:43:09 PM] ben says: it seriously made my bday the bestest ever<br />[10:43:10 PM] Jase says: That's why when we were talking and you thought I was in another world<br />[10:43:13 PM] Jase says: I was editing<br />[10:43:14 PM] Jase says: :D<br />[10:43:17 PM] ben says: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!<br />[10:43:18 PM] ben says: hahahhaha<br />[10:43:25 PM] ben says: i was like, why isnt she talking tomeeee<br />[10:43:50 PM] Jase says: I had better things to do, sheesh<br />[10:43:54 PM] ben says: :D<br />[10:43:54 PM] ben says: i love you<br />[10:44:09 PM] Jase says: i love you to bits and body pieces.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">AND THAT'S ALL I NEEDED ALL DAY.</span><br />I love me some benrobot.Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2234466410326013873.post-53752731083781742312008-09-10T17:20:00.003-04:002008-09-10T17:22:57.919-04:00MOVIES!!!I go to the Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF) each year and I love it with a passion.<br /><br /><a href="http://tiff08.ca">http://tiff08.ca</a><br /><br />I went to watch a french film called "The Sea Wall" with a friend I hadn't seen in 4 months. It was really good and the lead actor was smoking hot, which was a plus.<br /><br />I want to sex movies for a living.<br /><br />There was a photo booth where you only pay $2 so heck yeah! We also got temp tattoos, I have the FOR THE LOVE OF FILM one on right now.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SMg6R0ezpOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/e-OpPatpGRo/s1600-h/filmfestfun.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5TrsnPf1Po/SMg6R0ezpOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/e-OpPatpGRo/s320/filmfestfun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244505843892987106" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Support the arts if it makes you feel good.<br /><br /><3Jasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15854683516571087781noreply@blogger.com5