Bubble Tea Gangsta

So like a promised here's a few video's of my acquintance, I guess,  doing what he does best. What this guy can do with the human langauge blows me away.





Well and then I looked a bit further and found others from this event we had in Grade 12. Reminds me of how talented the people in my grad class were. Too bad there wasn't one of Gab's spoken peices! If happen to be reading this and know her, she still knows it off by heart, that right there is skill, talent, and dedication. Proud to call her Best Friend!






Oh then I found this. Yeah this was my English Teacher. Beyt you wish you had him. He was halarious and taught me so much. I miss kinda miss him. He was an English Prof at UBC so I got to learn some valuable stuff from this guy.

The sky's a perfect shade of blue.

Today was a jammed packed day.


First of I went to go get my books for school since my mom has been bugging me day in and day out to get them. Only to find out that during my orientation we have an opportunity to go get them. Oh well I still need to get art supplies and stuff. It was a half hour bus there and a half hour bus back to only be there probably not even ten minutes, boo.














The day gets better I promise you. Next I hit up the mall cause since i got my books, i kinda might need a book bag. Well not need per say but I knew the Boathouse had some pretty sweet looking ones and it would just make my life easier considering i have two heavier classes back to back on Wednesday. But I got a pretty nice Hurley one because the one i REALLY REALLY wanted was to small to carry my stuff. I also go to play dress up with Paula and her co-worker Katrina..? Think that's what her name was. And then Paula's manager Lori just took me shopping around the store for jeans, I thoroughly enjoyed myself!

The finale of my night was at Federico's Super Club. I have heard so many many stories about this place since grade 8 on the walk to school with my dearest friend Chanel. It was super weird being there and seeing her interact with all the employee's because they are all basically her family. It was so cute, you can tell they all treat her like a daughter or a niece and behind all the jokes they all love her so much. But I had a grand time, and I'm so glad i got to share it with both Chanel and Joryli. Especially the awkward dancing which was awkwardly fun.





















I probably could have described that all a lot better, especially the night's final but I'm way to super tired. And i just laughed out loud at that sentence because i don't think it makes sense..only to me. Bhaaha. oh well..now I'm just gonna ramble and if i don't stop we're gonna have an essay here because this is what I do when I'm tired.

Found it!

The Key of the Kingdom by Ed Reed
When we were children we possessed the key to a kingdom such as this world has yet to see.
Wherever we went by lakes, pools and streams, in woods, meadows, and fields,
There was a world beyond belief in which anything could be something else.
A world whose every corner would yield some new adventure or surprise.
A world in which we ruled and was ours alone.

Only we children had the key, the key of the kingdom.

A world inhibited by goblins, dragons, trolls, witches, and green-skinned three-eyed floops.
A world of enchanted geography, magic forests, glass mountains and fountains of youth.

In this world we held our castles made of TV boxes against marauding bands of Vikings.
Armed with swords made of lattice and shields taken from the tops of garbage cans.

We sailed with Columbus across the uncharted waters of a lily pond.
We descended with Captain Nemo to 20,000 leagues beneath the bathwater.
We went west with the pioneers by coaster wagon,
And to the East with Marco Polo by tricycle.
We defied savage Indians from the next block and returned alive in time for an afternoon nap.
We hunted fierce man-eating squirrels,
We dared damnation by taking the trainer the trainer wheels off our first bicycle.
We did a zillion billion other brave, courageous, bold, fun things.

Now that we are older, wiser and more mature this kingdom no longer has our allegiance.
We have lost the key and it has perished with the rest of the misuse and neglect.

Age is the grave yard of all our youthful hopes, dreams and experiences.






I found the poem online. The poem that I have loved since I read it in Miss. Moffatt's Grade 9 english class. It popped up about two other times during high school.