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Bratz. Have you heard of them? They're those new Barbie-esque dolls that are grossly out of proportion. Skinny like a twig with huge eyes, practically no nose, and lips that look like they've been stung by an entire hive of bees. Well, they've got their own TV show. And it's just as horrid as they are. Want an example. Well, the ads for the show say it all. I saw one on the way home from school, and it had one of these horrendous girlz leaning against the side, inspecting her manicure while beside her, words read: "L is for Like...Whatever." Shit, man! And the show is just as horrendously preppy. You've got all the kinds of girls who tortured you in elementary school and went on to become the biggest bitches in high school. If you were the ones doing the torturing, tell me who you are and where you live so I can karate you. And not only the annoyingness, but they portray a ridiculous image akin to the media: an image girls may feel they have to live up to. Sheesh. Toymakers, do you WANT to induce anorexia in preteens?
Something else annoying: On Saturday, I went with Marion and my dad and brother to Canada's Wonderland. It was loads of fun, until we saw The T-shirt. It was incredible! It had an enormous Dalek on the back(Doctor Who) with huge bubble letters around it that said "EXTERMINATE!" And on the front, there was a realistic rendition of Eccles in B&W. It was SO exciting. Anyhow, it was an Airbrush Booth, and Marion said that she'd seen the prices, and the shirts were only $7! How could we possibly pass up the chance of a lifetime like that?! So naturally, we went back to the booth, and here's the catch. The SHIRT was $7. However, the ART would be something ridiculously expensive like $23! Possibly more. And we did NOT have $30 for a shirt. We were both very disappointed, and it lent a sort of gloom to the rest of the day, which wasn't very long, because we went home shortly after. I blame the shirt.
Now for an update on the cool jam session thingy. It's off. I was the ONLY one who wanted to join it, and unless I get some other people to do it, my dream event is gone. So, here's the thing. Anyone who knows me, actually knows me, should definitely come to it. It's right near my house at the Armour Heights Community Centre and it's after-school on Wednesdays. Talk to me if you're interested and I'll see what I can do.
So, that's all I've got to say. I'm too tired to write anything else.
And Hilary? I KNOW you sacrifice something, if not chickens. I just have to figure out what it is. Goats, perhaps.
Something else annoying: On Saturday, I went with Marion and my dad and brother to Canada's Wonderland. It was loads of fun, until we saw The T-shirt. It was incredible! It had an enormous Dalek on the back(Doctor Who) with huge bubble letters around it that said "EXTERMINATE!" And on the front, there was a realistic rendition of Eccles in B&W. It was SO exciting. Anyhow, it was an Airbrush Booth, and Marion said that she'd seen the prices, and the shirts were only $7! How could we possibly pass up the chance of a lifetime like that?! So naturally, we went back to the booth, and here's the catch. The SHIRT was $7. However, the ART would be something ridiculously expensive like $23! Possibly more. And we did NOT have $30 for a shirt. We were both very disappointed, and it lent a sort of gloom to the rest of the day, which wasn't very long, because we went home shortly after. I blame the shirt.
Now for an update on the cool jam session thingy. It's off. I was the ONLY one who wanted to join it, and unless I get some other people to do it, my dream event is gone. So, here's the thing. Anyone who knows me, actually knows me, should definitely come to it. It's right near my house at the Armour Heights Community Centre and it's after-school on Wednesdays. Talk to me if you're interested and I'll see what I can do.
So, that's all I've got to say. I'm too tired to write anything else.
And Hilary? I KNOW you sacrifice something, if not chickens. I just have to figure out what it is. Goats, perhaps.
