Wednesday, April 28, 2010

"Sometimes we're intellectuals, sometimes we're crazy."

Hey, hey!
A midweek report: why yes, I am still alive and well. 2.5 days down and 11.5 more to go of The Two Consecutive Busiest Weeks of My life.

A snippet of what I *wore* today [stay tuned, REAL outfit post, shortly]:

Alrighty then, got to skiddaddle!

{word of the moment}:


[mi-soj-uh-nee, mahy-]
hatred, dislike, or mistrust of women.
(highly pessimistic, but I like the word. The pronounciation and the feel of it, I mean!)

Sunday, April 25, 2010


Whoa what a doozy, hey blogosphere!?
Please dismiss my cacophonous ramblings, as I haven't been myself as of late. A little melancholy here, a little stress there, etc. etc. I haven't even read any blogs lately, gasp!
No time to dwell in pessimistic happenings, I need to put on my seat belt--the next two weeks are going to be A CRAZY, WILD RIDE.
There's no need to be perplexed, just 'cause THE TWO BUSIEST WEEKS OF MY SEVENTEEN SHORT YEARS are starting TOMORROW. No need at all. In fact, a stomach flu/fever/normal flu are JUST what I need to start! Yes, that was how my Saturday was spent. Yes, how lucky am I!?

Here's what's going down, sirs and madams [again, this can be dismissed, but if you do remember, I like to have my thoughts resonate on my computer screen.]:

Monday, 26th
-Surrey School District Speech Meet (a speech competition) "rehearsal"
- Surrey Urban Youth Project (SUYP)
Tuesday, 27th
-AP Calculus Mock Exam #2 (eeek)
-school production--The Village of Idiots (I play a Jewish woman with heaving, superflous bosoms, unruly brows, and an exaggerated mole upon my upper lip).
Wednesday, 28th
-school production--The Village of Idiots
Thursday, 29th
-AP Chemistry Mock Exam #1 (ew, barf)
-SPEECH MEET!! (my fave extracurricular activity, thus my excitement is justified)
Friday, 30th
-school production--The Village of Idiots
The Weekend
I MUST, MUST, MUST GET MY GRAD DRESS. I mean, now it's just getting ridiculous.
Tuesday, 4th
-Surrey Urban Youth Project (SUYP) community performance (Freedom-a-Nation, more info here:!/event.php?eid=113067825385941) dress rehearsal
Wednesday, 5th
-SUYP dress rehearsal #2
Thursday, 6th
-AP Chemistry Mock Exam #2 (I swear, chem will be the death of me)
Friday, 7th
-Surrey Youth Awards, via SUYP

AND THEN, AND THEN, THE WEEKEND AFTER THAT WILL BE ALL THE GRAD STUFF! (i.e. commencement ceremony, dinner & dance, and dry after grad!)

Hokay, outfit time! Surely I've bored you with these extraneous details of my life. A little imagery to reverse said boredom, hm?

On me:
  • wetlook leggings: Urban Outfitters, $5
  • pale purple shirt: Old Navy, $5
  • purple with black velvet flower appliques vest-like thing: vintage!
  • black beaded purse: my mother's when SHE was in highschool :o
  • silver kitten heels: Joe Fresh, $3
  • jewelery: from Pakistan, most of it.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

"Seven days without laughter makes one weak." I COULD REALLY USE A WISH RIGHT NOW.

Meet Pretty Things To Hang Around My Neck That Make Me Sigh With Pleasure.
Pretty Things To Hang Around My Neck That Make Me Sigh With Pleasure, meet Blogosphere.
WHERE'D YOU GET THAT? gifted, wet seal, dollar store, urban planet, drama room at school, aldo, jules & james, pakistan, suzy shier, asian jewellery store, ross, stitches, sirens.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010


We all have those days. Yenno, the ones where inspiration is as non-existent as my sister's hygiene habits.
Where MOST people would resort to wearing sweats.
But me? NEVER. Not in public, yech.
Although...I did have this one experience where I was wearing sweatpants for about the first time. My legs felt as if they were coated with soft bunnies and cotton candy and 2-ply toilet paper and velvet and it's like there were angels synchronized swimming on them and...nuuuu. NOT IN PUBLIC, I will ever wear, I swear.

Instead, this is my usual LAZY DAY OUTFIT.
It consists of:
  • a loose-fitting shirt that I can just throw on [5 bucks, Urban Behaviour]
  • my PERFECTLY worn in jeans
  • bright sneaks so it's not TOO boring
  • and some jewelery--the nearest pieces lying around so I can snatch 'em when I leave the door at 8:26 [to get to school at 8:29:56 [[class starts at 8:30]] --it's a rushed life, but it's my life *dramatic sigh*]

 Why wear one watch when you can wear four? You'll be ahead of your time. HEH.


Saturday, April 10, 2010


    It was August. The weather, although not the kind to make you sweat profusely no matter how many applications of Secret antiperspirant you've applied [seriously YOU WOULD THINK after molesting my underarm pits with several layers of the stuff commercialized, corporate America or whatever persuaded us to believe we needed, it would have the common decency TO WORK. Ahem. My bad experience with odour and perspiration control products is a rather large and complicated story, best saved for a rainy day]. Right, so the weather was kinda hot.
    Because my friends were in cool parts of the world and otherwise busy, I'd sort of been rotting away at home. My mother became concerned, justifiably so, what with my lack of social interaction and human contact in over a week, and decided the best solution, apparently, was to allow me to take my siblings for a leisurely stroll through the neighbourhood. Complete with a pit stop at the poor excuse of a "shopping center" that is, oh joy, within reasonable walking distance.
    So we set out, my three snotty-faced siblings and I, braving the 'scorching' Greater Vancouver summer sun. It must have been relatively uneventful, because I don't remember much, till we got to Chapters. But still, even then, we just happened to encounter a family of three--a mother, with, presumably, her daughter and son. Nothing out of the ordinary, right?
    After a day trekking through town with my prepubescent siblings in tow, we began the trek back home. It was a long-ish walk. 1/3 of the way in, we happened to spot the aforementioned family just a few feet in front of us. Okay, no big, they lived in the same area we did. We continued walking, made some twists and turns, and lost sight of the family. Or so we thought. They happened to be in front of us again. Yeah, okay, whatever. There are many houses near ours; they must live in one of them.  We happened to be almost directly behind the family by this point. My little brother happened to notice the peculiarity of the situation. Like the foolish fool he is, he said, "*insert dorky laughter* It's like we're stalking them!"
    Looking back, I believe my brother's statement was the catalyst to set off what happened next. The lady held her children (a pair of tweens) close to herself, and whispered loudly to them, shooting us a look of sheer hatred, as displayed by the giant scowl present on her face.
       "Careful! They're following us! Keep back!" she hissed.
   They stopped walking, clearly wanting us to pass in front of them.  Once a good distance away, my siblings and I sputtered and spat with laughter.  How's that for some social interactment?


 Oh look, an amateur photo shoot. Granted, it was quite enjoyable.

  • dress: True Value Vintage, $5 (YES, a part of my amazing vintage shopping experience.)
  • purple stirrup tights: from my prepubescent days!
  • grandma bag: it actaully was my grandma's! WHOWOULDATHUNKKIT.
  • blue heels: thrifted, $2.50

 {word of the moment}: 


[fan-taz-muh-gawr-ee-uh, -gohr-] –noun

a shifting series of phantasms, illusions, or deceptive appearances, as in a dream or as created by the imagination. 

Monday, April 5, 2010


She's got style I crave. Picture is clickable for her lookbook!

Outfit post coming soon to a blog near you!  
Namely, Under Urooba's Umbrella.