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-me-
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Radio host = Guy 1
Friend = Guy 2
The guys are out at a restaurant, and Guy 2 thinks the waitress is cute and wants to get her number. He consults Guy 1 about it. Guy 1 suggests (which he adds he feels is extremely clever) that Guy 2 writes the first 9 digits of his phone number with his name on a piece of paper. He's to give it to the waitress on their way out and say,"Hey, the last number is 3"
The host goes on and on about how clever this is, and how much the girl will like it because it took so much effort to do and again.. is SO clever.
Ok...
I think that's SO lame. Why do guys have to come up with some
WHYYY?!?!!?!?!?!?!
Well.. I'm not a guy and I will never be in this lifetime.. so I'll never get it.
(sigh)
but I thought that was SO retarded
what do you guys think?
- Mood:
tired
BECAUSE MY BOOBS ARE HUMONGOUS AND SWOLLEN.
I swear.. nothing fits like it’s supposed to.. even my cardigan is tight in the arms.. (sigh).. EVERY DAY is a fat day.
Ugh.. this is so depressing.
Apparently after a few months, my body will get used to the pill and go back to normal. This is my first month back on them in YEARS.
I hate It I hate it I hate it!!
But then again..
Being pregnant would really really SUCK. So.. I guess. Having fat days and pms’ing for 3 months is a fair trade.
The end.
How is everyone doing? Are you all ready for Christmas or whatever holiday you celebrate?
- Mood:
aggravated
I've neglected you. Not my artist LJ I guess... but my ME LJ.
So much has happened that I can't bare to type it all out. It'll suck my soul dry.
So lets fast forward to now. What's going on now.
I wonder what your take is on this ..
My daughter is now 11. Very tomboyish, not girly at all. But very sensitive.
For the past 4-5 months she's been greeting me when I come home like a cat. She is on all fours, comes up to me, rubs herself against my leg or rubs her face on mine (like a cat) and she meows on a regular basis. I dunno... I wasn't doing that at 11. I was gabbing on the phone to my friends (which she never even asks to do) and going over to their houses to hang out (which she also doesn't do). This cat thing is ODD. It makes me feel uncomfortable, and I don't think it's the behaviour an 11 year old should be displaying. But maybe that's because she hasn't transitioned into that pre-teen/teenager BFF stage yet.
I asked her why she does it, and she just says she likes to ... but I think it's deeper than that. I wonder if because she knows I like cats, that acting like one will please me? I wonder if she's reverting back to more childlike behaviour because while she doesn't want to be viewed/treated like a little girl, she doesn't want to assume the responsibilities of a young adult/teenager. So she does this little kid, I'm a kitty thing so that I won't think she's mature enough to handle more responsibility.
Everyone knows in mama daz_meh's house, that we all pull our weight and mama don't take no MESS. so .. whether she wants to play kitty or not. I'll stop that with the quickness and tell her to get up and do some chores, and that that kitty behaviour is weird and to stop.
Perhaps she just wants more attention. She IS an only child. Maybe she feels that by acting like a little kitty will get her that attention she wants.
I dunno...
Is her behaviour normal? I'm concerned about her sensitivity. She's talked about feeling unimportant so often, like other kids are more important than her to her teachers or camp councillors. I remember when her cousin used to come sleep over, she'd cry because she felt that I preferred her cousin to her. She'd say that I had more in common with her cousin and that I like her more.
I want to send her to talk to someone so I can get her emotions sorted out. Getting older and being so sensitive is going to get her hurt A LOT. It can be damaging to her. I'm so not like her. I have a "meh.. whatevs" to most things.. I mean.. I was in court for YOU KNOW WHAT .. and people were blown away that I wasn't a wreck every second of every day. Yes, I was dying inside, Yes, when I found myself alone, I'd drop to the floor, curl up in a ball, and sob uncontrollably, Yes I still have trouble dealing with it .. But I did my best to hide that from the world. I just deal differently with my problems. But she .. isn't the same. I worry about her.
It's gotta be because she's an only child, and so used to having individuals to herself, and for those individuals to put her as their #1 top priority and show her all the affections and attentions.. But she's getting older and encounters other kids and people that don't know her from Adam, and aren't going to hold her as their #1 top priority. This is the real world, and I hope that she can learn to deal with it. She has to be a soldier. Everything I've been through has made me stronger, and I hoped that I wouldn't pass on the weak me from my past, to her .. maybe it's in the blood. It could be that she's a taurus. It could be her numerology.
I'm tired of the could be's and she worries me. What to do?
hrmm...
Leseee.. Music is always going well. I'm in the Honey Jam showcase again this year, and just did a few radio interviews, including an interview for the "Toronto's First Ladies" DVD. Exciting!
Album sales are going well. The songs from my album are available at the following sites:
Apple iTunes :o)
Napster :o)
Verizon
AudioLunchbox
BuyMusic
Inprodicon
Ruckus
PayPlay
MusicIsHere
GroupieTunes
Tradebit
and as you already know, the complete hardcopy album is available via www.kaysun.net. There's a link there.
As for my social life .. what social life I guess...
It's been a long time, and I still struggle with trusting men and feeling comfortable around them, but I've decided recently to start dating again.
Doesn't seem to be much available that are worth it (scuse me for sayin) ..
Seems there are 4 types of guys that are single out there for me to pick from.
GUY TYPE 1: THE SLIPPER: 30+ and freshly divorced/beer bellied/hairy/pudgy to overweight/forgets how to talk to women because he hasn't had to in so long.
GUY TYPE 2: THE HUSTLER - The guy who is on the grind tryin to do his own thang and set himself up. No time for relationships. (which is fine. I respect a guy with drive) Just sucks that these types don't have time to share with lil ol me
GUY TYPE 3: TOO NERDY FOR ME - Now, I can get as geeky as the next. I'm a big goof .. but there is a level of nerd that even I can't picture myself with. And this type of guy is the guy who's been this way for EVAR and STILL after all his years, cannot get a girl and he won't be spending time with me
GUY TYPE 4: THE DIRTY OL PERV - This guy still dresses like he's in his early 20's and thinks he looks good. He treats women like meat and has no idea how to talk to a woman like she's a human being. The Dirty Ol Perv is also usually overweight, hairy, beer bellied and blinged up.
(sigh) what to do? Being single when you're not in school anymore stinks. all the hot boys are taken. crap!
I'm off to MOJO! should be hawt!
- Mood:
calm
My debut album is finally released and available for purchase!
How exciting is that??? Like I've been saying, Music is always treating me well.
Show your support and pick one up?
coooool..
my site: www.kaysun.net
my myspace: www.myspace.com/kaysun
- Mood: ecstatic
I'm still alive and kickin, still trying to catch up on my OH NO THEY DIDN'T during lunch.
Things are going well for me, I can't complain. New job. great bosses, music is always going well. lots of shows, my album is finally available for sale and I should hopefully start shooting my video this summer. I've got a little mini tour in the states this summer as well. life is good. I'm tired because I'm so busy, but i love that I'm busy.
wouldn't trade it. nope.
Hope you are all well too!
ciao for now.
- Mood:
accomplished
I'm in the second half of the show, but definitely listen to the whole thing! Great music, great show!
CLICK ME!
i hope to see any in towners at the El Mocambo show Dec 3!!!
check my site if you like for pics, videos and bla bla bla kaysun.net
( on to the randomness )
Ohmahgahhhh I’m so bloated. Damn Halloween and those damn crunchy, tasty little bags of chips and little bite size chocolate bars. I don’t think I’d want to eat them so much if I wasn’t on my period. Stupid ovaries. Always craving things I should not eat.
Normally only the right things jiggle, but today I was walking to the washroom, and I felt my torso jiggling. This happens when my period is around and I get all bloated, but maybe its not bloating this time, maybe its because I ate all the WRONG things for about a week.
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
Of course I exercise regularly and eat moderately and healthy (except for last and a little of this week!!!!) So maybe it is just a temporary thing… but maybe not.
I have a show coming up, I gotta get fit fit fit! GAHHH!
So I have a container of salt free almonds, yogurt in the fridge and cereal to snack on if I want something crunchy to eat today.
No more junk! Be good now.
Don’t listen to your cravings. They are evil.
And what’s up every morning? I choose the lane I think is going the fastest, and then it slows down and becomes the slowest.
:o(
Stupid.
Ah well. I’m at work chilling.
HOLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
-daz-
Sup Fam????
Show your support by visiting my pages. The more hits I get, the more attention that is directed to my music! So Thanks a bunch!
Most importantly, pls visit my myspace
And then my official site
When am I gonna see one of ya'll at my shows??????
Take care fam! Off I go. man so busy! But I'm so glad and thankful for it because it means that I'm makin that buzz that I've been manifesting for a while. so yay for me!
how are you guys?
-k-
August 20, 2006 ... The date of my Honey Jam performance. I was just taking the rollers out of my hair. I had set it so that I'd have a fro with braids going up to my crown. It was going to be a live show with a dance routine and dancers. My hair, My r0kstar outfit, My dancers. LIVE indeed.
Then. My mom called. "Auntie Jenny died. You need to come to the hospital. They're asking for you."
I dropped whatever I was doing. I jetted to the hospital. Curlers still in my hair, tracksuit and all. When I got to the hospital. I saw the familiar faces of my other family. We were and still are, best cousins. The three chickadees. Me, Rosanne and Kathryn. I saw them. I saw my cousin Matt. Uncle Ray. My other family members were there too. I rushed to Rose and hugged her. She burst into tears. All I could manage was a muffled "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry". We cried for a while. I looked to the back of the room. There was my auntie in the hospital bed. Tube in her mouth. She looked as though she was just in a deep sleep. I went to her. Uncle Ray took me in his arms. "She loved you so much you know, do you know how much she loved you?? She was so proud of you!" He took my hand and put it on auntie Jenny's arm. It was so cold. So cold. I just cried and cried and cried. I can't believe she is gone. I just stared at her for the longest time. I kept touching her like she'd wake up. My uncle and others kept rubbing auntie's arms so they'd feel warm, as though she was still alive.
But i knew she was gone. She was so cold. I spent hours beside her. Just stroking her hair. touching her hands. She was my other mother. I spent my childhood and preteens at her house. Auntie Jenny, Uncle Ray, Matt, Kate and Rose. Auntie Jenny would always make sure we were taken care of. Always. What a tremendous woman she was.
I saw her just last month. We had a nice conversation. (Sigh) She was FINE. I don't understand. She was just talking to my uncle, sitting in her chair. My baby cousin (her grandson) came up to her and said he loved her. She leaned over to hug him and BOOM. She collapsed and by the time she had fallen over completely, she was dead.
Emergency brought her back for a matter of seconds, but she flatlined again. They took her to the hospital to try and revive her, but no luck.
Auntie had diabetes pretty badly, but you'd never know it. She was always so happy and so full of joy when she looked at us nieces, nephews and grandkids.
I couldn't perform. I had to cancel. They understood. They'd rather I don't perform if I couldn't to my fullest.
After Auntie died, I spent quite some time with my uncle and his family. Whatever I could do to help. Even if it was just for company, to clean, whatever. I just wanted to be with them.
I was determined by the funeral date to sing "Even If" by Amel Larrieux for her. If she could talk now, I bet she would say what that song says. It's beautiful "Even if I wake up and find I'm alone, and the whole world's turned to stone, and my god says it's time I take you home, I'll be happy going knowing that I loved you."...
Unfortunatley the priest wouldn't let me sing the song in the church. So I got my keyboard guy together at the studio and recorded the track. I burned it onto cds and made a really nice cd label and note to the fam. I wanted this song to be a memento of Auntie Jenny's funeral.
The song is on my myspace. If you want to hear, click HERE.
Anyway. Auntie Jenny, I miss you, I love you, You were an amazing woman and I know your soul will live on forever.
- Mood:
sad
- Mood: coool!
People, help me out here.
So when a long term relationship comes to an end, and it wasn't on bad terms that you parted, how do you conduct yourself with your new ex?
I am under the impression that when it's done, it's done. No talking to eachother, no seeing eachother, no nothin. It's done. right?
Or am I wrong?
Are we still supposed to talk to eachother just not about our relationship? Is it wrong for me to think that I am to decline invitations from him to go out somewhere with him and/or his friends?
As far as I am concerned, his friends and where he goes, what he says, what he does is no longer a part of my life, therefore I have no place and no business in anything he is up to these days.
What do you guys think?
What have you done?
- Mood: being apart from him sucks
So what's up with the latest crazy in red carpet poses? I call it the "pee dance" pose.
Back in the days of 90210, it used to be the beauty pageant pose:
Then up to a couple of years ago, it became the "Oh were you looking at me?" Over the shoulder pose:
Now, in 2005-2006 poses have graduated to the "Pee dance". Check it:
Even "Baby" from "Dirty Dancing" does the "Pee Dance" pose.
WHAS UP WID DAT????? Since when is this a sexy pose?
Ah well.
- Mood: sleepy
- Music:"Shattered Dream": Johnny Hates Jazz
2 Things.
1: FINALLY YOU CAN BUY/DOWNLOAD MY MUSIC! Go to www.memeticmusic.com, Click Audio, Artist, Kaysun and then you can download!! yay!
2: If you want, come check me out tonight at Ciao Edies. 489 College. I wont be up on stage till sometime between 11pm-12am. This should be an interesting show. It is keys only, no backup music. Anyone who knows my music, knows there is a hell of a lot of backup music! haha.
Check my myspace page for more details about both #1 & 2.
bye bye!
- Mood: excited
So.. anyone who knows me knows I absolutely LOATHE chick flicks. So when my boyfriend told me I should watch the Notebook, I thought.. He must be nuts. He knows I don't like that ish... How many people have told me that The Notebook was so good, and they cried through the whole thing. My boyfriend told me I'd probably cry too.
So, I watch it with a friend of mine. The beginning scene already has me gagging with the stupid swans and the sunset and sap music. *Yawn*
We are introduced to this old guy who is getting himself dolled up to meet with some old chick so (as it seems in the beginning anyway) he can get a date with her. He reads to her.
Story opens up with some psycho man who won't take no for an answer. All I know is if some guy interrupts my date with someone else to ask me on a date, I'd think.. what a creep. Then, he endangers his life to dangle from a ferris wheel, while she's STILL on her other date to ask her to date him, then forcing her to say yes or he'll drop to his death. OOOOK. If that's not psycho I don't know what is. I definitely don't think that's the least bit romantic.
Blabbity Blah, the sap continues. The guy reads poetry to his father.. Like guys just sit around reading poetry to eachother, and writing a love letter 365 days, and sap sap sap.
Eventually, bout, half way through, I had to stop it. I turned to my friend and said. OH .. MY... GOD.. I can't TAKE ANYMORE! How much longer is it?!?!?! He laughs at me and says it's over 2 hrs long. AUUUGHHHHHH! I say, and as I promised to watch it to the end, and as I am also told that I may CRY, I press play again.
Then the biatch mom keeps the letters from her daughter, and she meets some hot rich dude from old money. Life is going well. Oh look. Fate has her gaze upon an article with the guy from a long time ago. Then it's this "Lemme go visit him, I'll try and resist my urges thing".. Uh.. That NEVER WORKS. Then.. DUH She gets with him, AND THENNNNNNNNNNNNN she wakes up and buddy makes ARROWS and a stupid note with FLOWERS on her Pillow?!?! Follow the arrows to a surprise?!?!?!
OH PLEASE. I think I vomited in my mouth a bit at that point. So I turn to my friend and I start screaming in agonizing torture. How much more can I watch?!?!?! Like.. who has time to make arrows and shit like that??
Anyway, more sap, more boring sap, then finally the old lady realizes/remembers that story is her story with the old dude. Oh rejoice. Oh Joy! They dance. Good times. Then she snaps out of it, and doesn't know who he is anymore. That actually was kinda sad. I feel sorry for the old folks that can't remember who they are or who the people connected to them are anymore.
Then he has a heart attack (from a broken heart I guess), and then he goes to the hospital as she had to do as well, and then for some weird reason, she remembers him, then they fall asleep together and die. The nurse comes in and sees them and runs out of the room to get the doc.
THE END.
What kind of a stupid ending was that?!?!?!!?!?!??!
Anyway, that movie was a severe waste of time, and I didn't cry. I DID feel annoyed and nauseated at the sap level.
Thought it sucked hardcore.
This just reinstates how much I hate chick flicks.
BLECH.
No need for lovers of this movie to tell me why I should love it, because I won't and I don't.
So there.
- Mood: tired
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