Favourite Soccer Player

Yes, this is another World Cup post.



My new favourite soccer player is not Beckam, Ronaldo, or Figo, its Michael Ballack, Captain of the German World Cup Soccer team. He has good endurance, leadership skills, strategy, and of course, the fact that he's cute is one of the positive attributes. Has anyone noticed that he kind of looks like Brad Pitt?

Movie Truths

For all you boys out there, this post is directed to you.

Last night, I was watching Deuce Biggilo: Male Giggilo (sp?) which was supposed to be a comedy but really wasn't that funny. However, there was a part that I felt made a very good point. In the story, Deuce cleans aquariums for a living and a fish in a Giggilo's (a male prostitute, or according to Deuce, a 'man whore') house was sick and he needed to go to Europe for three weeks, so Deuce ends up watching his house and babysitting his fish for him and breaks his six thousand dollar fish tank in the process. So Deuce becomes a Giggilo to earn money and buy a new fish tank. Throughout his career, he doesn't sleep with a single woman (besides the one he fell in love with) but he still earns enough moeny to buy the fish tank. The women didn't actually pay him money to have sex with them, they continued paying him just for dates because he made them feel good about themselves. I think this is with pretty much every female. We like to feel good about ourselves. We like to feel beautiful, intelligent, and loved. You don't have to have a six-pack or be super tall. You just have to pay attention to us and actually do things that make us feel special and in return, we'll love you for who you are.

Just For Laughs

After all those depressing posts, I've decided to cheer up a bit and post some funny things I've discovered. By the way, I didn't make any of these up, I'm just posting them.

Oscars
Joan Rivers: (at the red carpet) I haven't seen so many breasts in one place since Kentucky Fried Chicken!

The Simpsons
Bart: Fine, lets climb down, but don't touch my hand, you're gay.
Todd: What does gay mean?
Bart: Uh...It means that you used to be scared but you're not scared anymore.
Todd: Daddy, daddy! Look! I'm gay! I'm gay! Mrs. Simpson made me gay!

How to tell your parents about your report card

Dear Mom,

I'm really sorry that you're reading this right now and I have to tell you that I ran away from home. I'm with my boyfriend, Rob, who is absolutely gorgeous and covered from head to toe with tatoos and body piercings. I'm pregnant with his child, but don't worry about me! Rob's got a trailer in the outskirts of the city and we're living there together. We have some great neighbours who supply us with all the heroin and ecstasy we want. We're also praying to God for a cure for AIDS, Rob's a good guy, he deserves it. Someday, I'll come back to visit you so you can get to now your grandkids.

Love,
Judith

P.S. By the way, I didn't run away from home, I'm at my friend's house right now. This letter is just a way to tell you that there are worst things in the world than the report card in my desk drawer.

The Girl Next Door

I'm your average teenage girl, I spend a lot of time watching chick-flicks and reading chick-lit. I know, I know, the plot is always the same, the setting, mood, etc. are always the same, but for some reason, me and millions of other teenage (and maybe older) females in the world seem to gravitate towards this genre of entertainment, why? I think its probably because the story always features the average girl: ordinary, has the potential to be pretty; falling in love with a really special, perfect guy. He's nice, smart, cute and they both have similar interests. And he falls for her too, despite the fact that she's ugly, unpopular, or is struggling with problems in her life. He looks after her, he comforts her when she's sad, he's always there to dry her tears. This is every girl's dream. But unfortunately, things work out differently in the real world, dating isn't always about love or even emotions. Its more of a game of attraction that ordinary people like me aren't even a part of. That is why we can only put our impossible dreams of romance into chick-flicks and chick-lit, where the girl next door has a chance to shine and not all the guys are shallow, heart-breaking bastards.

Clichéd Mantra

"The show must go on!"
I've probably heard this phrase a million times in movies, books, and even in school. I take Drama and I act in plays, we're always taught that if we forgot our lines, just make it up on the spot. No matter what, don't stand there gaping like an idiot. The audience won't know that the line is wrong. Somehow, I think I've adapted this in real life. The last time I cried in public was over three years ago. "Public" being defined as in front of another human being. Whenever I think I'm going to lose my composure, my mind starts switching to "actress" mode. There were so many times that I wanted to call my friends to cry on the phone, but every time I pick up the phone, I put it back down. I just can't bring myself to show people all my weaknesses. Even typing this right now is hard, but this is my personal goal, I have to lose this side of my personality. I will start by having this up on the internet where a whole bunch of strangers and read at any time. Somehow, putting this in a place where people I don't know can read is actually easier than telling people I know. Sometimes, life feels like I'm on a stage, I can only let the audience see one side of me and when I cry, its not me crying, its my character crying, its part of entertaining the audience. I have acted for a few years now and one of the hardest things to do is to smile when you can feel tears blurring your vision. Its painful, its difficult, but in my mind the only words that keep popping up are "the show must go on." Deep breath, breathe in and breathe out, life goes on...

World Cup 2006

Those of you who don't watch World Cup can skip this post.Anyways, I'm one of those people who don't watch soccer unless its World Cup and pretty much know nothing about the rules, but once every four years, I am, like all the sweaty jersey-wearing, face-painting, cheering soccer fans that can't afford to go to the hosting country; parked in front of the TV for the games when they come on. I know what you must be thinking, that as a girl, I only watch World Cup to check out cute soccer players and ogle at their chests when they take off their jerseys at the end of the match to trade. Okay, I admit it, that is partially true, but what I like most about watching the games is seeing the excitement of the fans and watching the strategy of gameplay used by the players. There's also something about watching the ball go into the goal, the sudden increase of your heartbeat, you hold your breath, you watch Ronaldo (or Beckam, Ronaldhino, Figo, etc.) focus on the goal, lift his leg up and see his foot connect with the ball...whoosh! Sailing into the goal with the crowds cheering and singing. And the most entertaining part is when the camera cuts to the coach of the opposite team with his arms crossed and his face all red. By the way, the Czech coach is especially entertaining to watch, he doesn't just turn red, he turns purple. Another somewhat entertaining event was when the England team took Ronney off the field and he looked majorly pissed. He sat down hard on the bench next to his team mates and slammed his cleats on the ground with his face pink, turning slightly red while muttering what was probably a long string of swear words. This guy needs to learn an important lesson: never throw a tantrum in an international event, the whole world is watching you.

Lots of surprising things have actually happened so far in the matches. I mean, I totally didn’t think that Japan was actually going to score a goal in yesterday’s match against Brazil. Brazil still won (4-1) , but Japan actually scored the first goal. And Czech Republic actually lost against Ghana, the Czechs have a lot of experience and Ghana is a pretty young team, but in the end the score was 2-0. What about Ronaldo? He was (well, he still may be, I haven’t made up my mind about that yet) the best player on the best team in the whole world and in the match against Australia, he was subbed off. Which was probably because he looked tired, like me after fitness testing in P.E., running sluggishly behind the rest of his team mates, and from the looks of it, put on a few pounds since the last World Cup. But he did score two goals in the match against Japan, so maybe he needed a bit of a warm-up to get back in shape. The Aussies played very well though, it was a fun match to watch since it moved so fast. The Italy vs. USA match was one of those entertaining matches as well, because they kept on fouling each other. The USA team actually got two players kicked off for red cards. So in the end, the Italians won. The Korean team plays pretty viciously, they seem to have this very desperate determination that keeps them going throughout the whole game, which makes the match interesting to watch. The Japanese team seems to lose their momentum after half time and end up walking/jogging through the last forty-five minutes, this causes me to change the channel and set the reminder on my cable for when the next match will be on so I will not have to watch male Japanese versions of myself in P.E. class when I’m desperately waiting for the bell to ring so I can get out of there.

Finally, my predictions for some of the teams that might make it to the finals: Brazil, Portugal, Italy, England, Germany, and Spain.


(left to right) Ronaldo, Ronaldhino (left), Beckham, Figo

Check out the Offical Site: http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com/splash.html

Yes, I am a nerd.

Yes, I am a nerd. I will admit it right now, right here. Yes, I chain-read the way smokers chain-smoke. My favourite class isn't P.E. or art, its Social Studies. I read the newspaper every morning as I ride the bus to school. I know what the gas prices are today. And yes, I'd rather spend more time reading than coordinating my outfits. But of course, in the world of high school, only beautiful people are respected. Yes, teen movie chick flicks are lying. I can pretty much tell you that at least 75% of the male population in high school go for skinny girls with big boobs and pretty faces. The remaining 25% go for the athletic type or the extremely smart type and most of us do not fulfill either category. Which I think is a reason why chick flicks always make so much money, every ordinary girl wants to be the leading actress in the movie. But one thing's for sure, in fifteen years, all us 'nerds' and 'normlies' will be the ones walking in downtown with Gucci and Prada bought with our own money and striding into work with our Louis Vuitton briefcases. As we walk into a coffee shop in the morning, the janitor that cleans the toilet there? Yeah, that's the girl that dissed your glasses back in high school.

Meanwhile, here's something to cheer you up before your success in life fifteen years from now:

Reasons Why Its Cool to be a Nerd:
1) Bill Gates, the wealthiest person on Earth is a nerd. Questions?
2) Every electronic device you own, from your television to your computer to your ipod was developed by a nerd.
3) Yes, even the make-up, skin care products, and hair care products that people use to enhance their beauty are developed and tested by lab technicians and dermatologists. Many probably were 'science geeks' in school.
4) Band geek? Choir freak? I can pretty much bet you that the next song you hear on the radio that everybody's been requesting, the person who wrote it or/and the singer was probably one of the two mentioned in the beginning.
5) All the pretty actresses and the hot actors you see in movies may not be nerds, but the people that design their look, negotiate film deals for them, organize publicity events for them, are all industry professionals who had quite a bit of schooling to get there. If studying is considered nerdy behavior, then all the entertainment bascially comes from ideas of nerds.
6) Ah yes, movies. The billion dollar industry with and endless supply of consumers. All the people behind it, the scriptwriters, directors, casting directors, set designers, lighting technicians, etc. Those people worked hard and had lots of training and schooling before they can actually work on the set. They would be stereotypical nerds.
7) Every aspect of your living, your water, plumbing, etc. is controlled by computers and who controls the computers? By now I hope I don't have to type the word out for you to get my point.

Haha, I tried to think of ten, there's probably more, but World Cup is on right now which means I am moving straight back in front of the T.V.

Victim of Advertisment

Okay, I will now tell you something I did the other day that leaves me feeling incredibly stupid. So the other day, I went shopping for conditioner since I ran out and I was browsing through all the shelves and looking at all the prices. Nothing was on sale but one particular bottle caught my eye (left). Now it wasn't on sale or anything, in fact, I paid seven dollars for this when I could have bought Pantene Pro-V conditioner for half the price. So what made me change my mind? This article floating around the back of my mind that I must have read at least a year ago:
You can't really see it in the picture but its Jessica Simpson saying that "Paves has restored her hair and it contains the same stuff as the expensive products, but its cheap. (by the way, to us normal consumers, that is not cheap). Conciously, I can tell you that in no way do I admire Jessica Simpson or want to be like her. I mean, come on, I'm not saying that having morals isn't good, but you don't have to go around advertising your virginity and everything. But subconciously, is there a part of me that wants to be like her? Is there a part of me that wants to be rich, famous, and have (well, actually in regard to the whole divorce thing, had) a boyfriend that's willing to wait until we're married before having sex? The thing with celebrities is we only see them in movies and occasionally on tabloids with headlines promising scandals, but still, in our minds, their lives seem perfect, glossy. After all, who doesn't want to have thousands of fans screaming as you enter the stage or all rushing out to buy your latest CD? Celebrities represent a desire for people to be accepted and admired. So when we see an article in a magazine that a celebrity recommends, our minds automatically register that using this product will help us achieve this 'perfection' that they have. Of course, companies realize this, which is why there are so many ads out there featuring celebrities and models with bodies that are impossible to achieve unless you go for plastic surgery. "What if Jessica Simpson honestly recommends this product?" you say. Well, I can tell you one thing, Ken Paves is her hair stylist, need I say more?