Archive for June, 2006

i sleep with the fishes cause the fish are ‘aight yo

Sunday, June 18th, 2006


the tv is on and im sitting upstairs by myself…the sun is going down and the thought of going to work tomorrow is really not appealing…its weird how sometimes we want things in life so bad that we just cant let go of the dream no matter what…

i had a can of coke with me but now i have lost it…there are cds sitting beside me waiting to get put onto my ipod…we always want what is not good for us…

my cousins alicia is coming from austalia tomorrow to stay with me for 3 weeks so that will be pretty cool and invlove many outtings and even more pictures…

my italian flag is proudly hanging beside me…and i can hear grease lightening in the background..

one day i was sad and bought a tiny bear and named him after you…but when im mad at you i dont take it out on him…

i enjoy this time were i sit alone and get a chance to think…tho sometimes i over do it…

i said i was closet emo…matt says im just bad at it

daniele de rossi is me as a man…

Saturday, June 17th, 2006
this is what it should have looked like today…however it was not so…

i just got home from a hella long day so this is my first chance to comment on the game that shits…we played horrible in the first half and the americans just pissed me off…it was like it was a football match and they were trying to kill everyone…

dario, juliana, and i got down there super early as to secure a seat…we ended up watching the end of the ghana czech game…(that was totally cool that ghana won) and so italy is about to start and all the damn italian owners go and take the chairs away…so we had to stand AGAIN for 3 hours…we were pissed…

chad finally got there and couldnt find us cause there was so many people…but during half time we finally met up…but anyways…if i was a guy my name would be daniele de rossi so when ever you see him play in the game just think of me…kinda like how zona boy did…and hey if im gonna get a red card i might as well get a red card for something crazy ass

but we played like crap for the first half of the game…and played really good the seconod…if only that damn ball didnt bounce off our guy and go in our net…but oh well…at least we can say that the USA never actually scored on us…

and could we have HAD more offsides??? SERIOUSLY…

even tho we didnt win we still went to the park for some fireball…and then it rained on us…

thursday morning 6:30am BABY party at mi casa

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Friday, June 16th, 2006

i cant sleep…this week has been the shits sleep wise…i have to get up in 8 1/2 hours so that i can go downtown to watch the italy – usa game…im sorry but a lot of my posts are going to be italian / italy related…im feeling very nationally inspired as of late…

ahhh…boys confuse me…seriously…one talks to me all the time but its most likely a no…the other one doesnt talk to me as much and might be a yes…i really need to get some clarification here…brothers keeper

again i am having one of those nights where i end up repeating all the conversations i had during the course of the evening in my head again…kjdfhlasdkjhfas…this is why i remain single…cause everything is just too confusing and retarted…but maybe if i wasnt single things would make more sense…hummmm

its so true

Wednesday, June 14th, 2006

Why Italians Couldn’t Be Terrorists

10. 8:45am is too early for us to be up.

9. We are always late … we would have missed all 4 flights.

8. Good-looking people on the plane distract us.

7. We would talk loudly and bring attention to ourselves.

6. Food and drinks were on the plane (we would be dancing).

5. We talk with our hands, we would have put our weapons down.

4. We would all want to fly the plane.

3. We would argue and start a fight in the plane.

2. We would have put the Italian flag on the windshield.

And the Number One Reason Why Italians Can’t Be Terrorists…

1. We would have told everyone a week before doing it.

i’ll stir fry you in my wok

Tuesday, June 13th, 2006


today was my first day on the job as a warehouse whore…i got to work with glitter all day…taking big bags full and putting them into smaller bags…it was quite colourful and shinny…it was a long day but glittery none the less…

paper bag drinking…we have decided that after every italy game…we buy some fireball and drink it in some park…it has now become tradition…

ok i have too many msn conversations going on and i cant pay attention…

FIREBALL ALERT

the day italy kicked some ass

Monday, June 12th, 2006
roma cafe – we are at the back…had to stand for 3 hours…but still totally worth it…except for the death of heat…
screetus enjoying some fun italian times…
the exact moment we scored the first goal…it was pure insanity
chad and his warm beer
shaz closing her eyesGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL number 2chad, me, and his buddy dem’s at the store of booze…can you see the sweat dripping off of us…(look at my shoes)picked up some fireball…to burnaby mountain we go…to celebrate with some fireballdrinking out of a brown bag is always classyfireballing it upthe boys…apparently i am now getting married to dem’s and im having his 42 children…im a baby machine…hes going to support me by working as a garbage man in italy…RIGHT…

and that was the day that italy kicked some ass (2-0 baby)

1-0-0

Van dot loves parts of T dot

Sunday, June 11th, 2006


so tired alert…

screetus and i went down to granville island today and spent the afternoon there…the weather was pretty and there was lots to see…first stop was to the public market where we walked around…it was so crowded and there were so many people…we got some sushi for lunch and some scones for dessert…they were very yummi…and we ate them outside on the water…we didnt take very many pictures which was very bad of us…

after lunch we went over to the emily carr institue where we looked at some of the students art and watched this interesting video which showed clips of the riots in vancouver after that horrific 1994 stanley cup final…some of what was shown was really cool…other stuff was graphic and gross…

then we went back to the market to find lower case carmen who works in there…we both had no idea what she looked like but she did say she worked at a place that sold meats and pasta…so we stopped at the first place we saw and asked the girl if her name was carmen…she said yes…then we asked if she was lowercase carmen…she said yes…then she tried to sell us pasta…she was super cute!!!

then we shopped a little and bought panic buttons…they were super cute and i gave mine to my dad to put on his tool box…

we drank beer at the granville island brewery which was super cool and a half…we talked life…and blogs…cause when bloggers get together they talk blogs and bloggers…its what we do…

then i headed home on the bus…but then the bus went crazy and i had to walk home…half by choice and half cause i was too lazy to do anything else…it took me half an hour and now i want to die from sore legs…

TOMORROW IS THE GAME!!!