OMFG A NEW POST.

UGH it's been awhile. Sorry guys.

Here's a quick update of my boring uninteresting life since.. when was my last post? Christmas ? Yeesh, it's been too long.

1- I've seen lots of interesting people on the metro, notably an amish looking woman, wich got me to thinking ''I though amish people didn't use technology?''
DISCUSS.

2- I went to Mexico for March Break, before going I was like ''ahhh maaann.. I'll be stuck by a pool all week with Americans on Spring Break.. gross.'' But then, I got there, and it was all old people or really young people. So I made friends with the Mexicans that work in the resort, good time. ha


CLAUDIA !


GIOVANNIIIIII ! :)

3- I joined Dailybooth ! It's kinds pretty neat. Take a look ! http://dailybooth.com/GabrielleLafontaine
It's a site where you post pictures and write little blog post beside it. I've got alot of these blogs things don't I.. I have a hard enough time updateing one, I can't imagine updating a ton. Oh well we'll see how it goes. JOIN DAILYBOOTH, I HAVE NO FOLLOWERS ! :(

4-Uhhhh I saw BLOC PARTY. Hell yeaaaaah ! Very very good show. I you haven't already listened to them, the what the hell are you friggen waiting for. GO. NOW.
Kidding, here's a video.



The openening band, they were called (brace yourselves for the coolest band name ever) ''Holy Fuck''. LOVE IT !



I LEAVE YOU WITH THIS PICTURE OF THE POOL BAR IN MEXICO. Be jealous.

COLDPLAY VS EVERYONE

I am officially DEVASTATED.

Coldplay have once again been accused of stealing their songs. Of ripping off other artists­. I tries to pretend it wasn't true. I tried to convince myself it was all a big lie, a horrible missunderstanding. BUT NO. It's been proven people. They stole Viva la Vida. Ripped off Joe Satriani. Listen for yourselves.

Viva la Vida (Coldplay) 2008 VS. If I could Fly (Joe Satriani) 2005



The below videop is when Coldplay was accused of copying Kraftwerk.

Talk (Coldplay) VS. Computer Love (Kraftwork)



I'm sad, but I still love Coldplay.

MERRY CHRISTMAS !!

YEAH. I've been neglecting my blog quite a biit. OR alot. Either way, I haven't written anything in awhile.

HERE GOES

So I'm in Fredericton, the small yet wonderful place I miss when I'm stuck in the metro or lost on the sketchy streets of the crowded and busy Montreal.
The bus was long and miserable, thank the heavens for laptops and movies or I would have died.
My mother moved out of our cozy apartment in downtown Fredericton while I was in Montreal. To a large and very nice house in Mazerolle settlement, but it's SO FAR. SO FAR. SO FAR. SOOOOO FAAAAAAAR. Look it up. Seriously. I miss downtown.

I've seen lots o' friends. Which is nice ! IN FACT. I have not slept at home since I got here.

Funny story about that. I was downtown, waiting for a friend, at about 3 in the afternoon. That particular friend got held up til about 9pm. YES 9pm. So I was STUCK in town. Luckily at about 5pm I met up with another friend and chilled at her place, but then the STORM hit. And my other friend (the one i was supposed to meet in the first place) calls at 9pm and comes to get me. But seeing as the storm was OUT OF CONTROL at this point, there was NO WAY I was going back home. Mazerolle Settlement is a death trap in a storm. So, I slept over. Now, the next morning, there's still no streets near my house plowed, and there's no electricity. So I'm currently stranded downtown. AGAIN. Except this time, i'm not showered, wearing the same clothes i was wearing yesterday, yesterdays makeup and no tooth brush. KILL ME PLEASE.

I had a bunch of metro adventures I wanted to tell too, but I took too long to get to it, so I forgot them all. SORRY ! haa I'm useless :)

HAAPY-MERRY CHRISTMAS-KWANZAA-HANUKKAH !

Christmas


Kwanzaa


Hanukkah

TO BE STUCK INSIDE A MOBILE WITH THE MEMPHIS BLUES AGAIN

I FOUND MY GLASSES !!
Yes, that's right. Some angel picked them up in the metro and brought them to the Lost and Found at the Berri-UQAM metro station. How wonderful is that ?

Another bit of good news, last Tuesday I saw Bob Dylan at the Bell Centre in Montreal. I died. It was amazing. I was in the second row, on the floor. The legend that is Bob Dylan was RIGHT THERE in front of my face. It was awesome.





<3<3<3







A VIDEO JUST POUR TOI.

Stuck Inside a Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again - Bob Dylan



Last night I went to a pot-luck for VAL'S BIRTHDAY !! MAN, you gotta love pot-lucks. There was so much food I stuffed my face like an animal. My contribution, was macaronni salad from IGA. Cheap. I know. Everyone made stuff, like cookies, spinach dip, soup, apple crumble, etc. I stopped at IGA on my way to the party and bought two containers of salad for 3.50$ a piece. I quickly emptied the containers in a plastic bowl when I got there. No one knew any better :)
No pictures of the party unfortunatly.. ! But here's some randoms to entertain you.



MACARONNI SALAD ! <3



Anyways, no interesting stories to raconte tonight.
THAT'S IT THAT'S ALL.
BYEE

UN-LUCKY-EST-EVER.

Hiya folks.

Got some sad sad news. I lost my glasses. The glasses I loved oh so much.
This is how it happened.
Last week, my very last pair of contact lenses ripped in two. SO I had to wear my glasses obviously, because unfortunatly, I'm blind as bat.
Friday night, we were going out for a friends birthday, so we were in the metro (most of my adventures seem to always take place in the metro...), it was about 11pm. My glasses were bugging me, so I took them off and put them in my coat pocket. We got on the metro, and I sat down and searched for my glasses. I could NOT find them. I emptied my pockets, searched the train, looked everywhere. So Camille and I got off at the next station and went back in the other direction to go look where we were before. Still no glasses. So at this point, you can imagine my panic. I could never let Camille stray too far from me during our search because otherwise I couldn't tell who was her in the crowd of blurry people. haha
So we went outside for some ar and possibly a bathroom, because we had drank and not gone to the bathroom yet (for some strange reason METRO STATIONS DON'T HAVE BATHROOMS AND IT SUCKS.) Anywhoo. So picture this, life without my glasses or contacts for me is like a mess of colorful blurry blobs. We're outside in the dark in downtown Montreal. I was FREAKING OUT. Blind as a bat, I tell you. It's not even an exageration. SO, no contacts, no glasses, and no optometrist open on weekends.
What was I to dooooo ?
I wore my dads glasses all weekend. That's what I did. Luckily his prescription is close to mine.

THESE are MY lovely lost glasses :(



and THESE are my dads NOT SO LOVELY glasses.



Yeah. So that was my shitty weekend. haha

On a lighter note, I now have even BETTER contacts then before, ones that I can SLEEP with ! I never have to take them off !!!!!! :D

This is me sleeping with contacts. UH HUH. COOL EH? YES. I THINK SO.



NOOOOWWWW, I'll leave you with Easy/Lucky/Free by Bright Eyes. One of my faaavorite songs.

HOPE

YOU KNOW WHAT REALLY GRINDS MY GEARS ?? (Hommage to Family Guy.)

Today, I was in the metro with TONS of bags. I'm talking about a 1234567890 pound bookbag (complete with computer and psychology brick/book) a big bag of clothing and my always-oh-so-filled-up purse. I was heading home, not feeling so well. It was PACKED in the metro. No room to breathe. But HALLELUJAH to my supreme joy, there was free seat. It was a window seat, and a lady was sitting in the aisle seat, blocking the way. So I came struggling over, asked her nicely if she could move over so I could sit, and the giant MITTEN of a woman (I say mitten because her hair was strangely in the shape of a mitten, you know the ones with a thumb but no fingers.) scootes her legs over to the left, expecting me to friggen climb over her giant clammy looking legs to get to the window seat. At this point, I wasn't laughing at the mitten hair. I was cursing it. DAMN PIECE OF KNITTED WINTER WEAR. By the time I had struggled over her and sat down with my oodles of bags, it was my stop. GODDAMN. I was angry. I don't understand people who try to complicate everybody elses life. Seriously.


Imagine this less coloured and with a woman underneath.

Another thing about people in the metro that makes me wonder, is the people that wear sunglasses. Let's, just for fun, name of the list of words that describe the metro:
- sombre.
- humid.
- eerie.
- UNDER FRIGGEN GROUND
- DARK
- NOT VERY GOOD LIGHTING.

Anyways, there is no reason why anyone would need to wear sunglasses in the metro. Save yourself the trouble of bumping into walls and falling down stairs. Take 'em off.

Anyways, that's all for my metro rants.

OBAAAMAAAAA WOOONNNNNNNN
BAMALABAM OBAMA !
It's about time the States got a decent president. What I don't understand, is how the SAME population that voted for Barack this time, voted for Bush. TWICE. I guess they needed change. WELL THEY DEFINATLY GOT IT.



It's still sinking in. Wow.


In other news, WATCH THIS MOVIE.



It's about a young Ethiopan who pretends to be a jew so that he can be taken to Isreal and saved from his refugee camp in Soudan where everyone was dropping like flies. He moves to Isreal and is adopted by a jewish family. He struggles with his identity and culture schock and vows to return to his mother in Soudan.

This movie was indredible. 10 out of 10. BY FAR. COUP DE COEUR.

That's all for nooowwww :)
xox

I HAVE THE BEST FRIENDS IN THE WHOLEWIDEWOLRD.

Look what they got me for my birthday ! :) They thought of me when the poster sale went through UNB in Fredericton !





OH AND LOOK WHERE I PLACED IT ON MY WALL ! :D



While I'm at it, I'm just going to give a little tour of my posters on my walls. ENJOY !

This is Ernest Hemingway shaking hands with Fidel Castro. On the left is my ''The Junction'' poster.



This is The Junction again, chillin with the Beatles on the left, then next to them is Frank Sinatra. Just hangin'.



This is the busy corner. That monitor is decoration. Seriously. ha. There's a Coldplay poster, a dictionary, a feather, paints and stuff, my own creations (not so good ones unfortunatly haaha), and Jack Kerouac.



Next up we have a lovelypicture of the Fredericton walking bridge and a NO SMOKING poster. My scarves are chillin' there too. ARTSY DECO, that's what they arreeee.



Now, this blank spot on my wall,



is reserved for my Marilyn Monroe poster, which has not been put up yet due to my extreme procrastination problem (this also explains the lack of blog posts in the past month...).





NOW. You've probably all realized by now that I'm a big fan of Andy Warhol. WELL GUESSWHAT.

http://www.mmfa.qc.ca/en/expositions/exposition_122.html

WARHOL LIVE, the Andy Warhol art exhibit is currently at the Musée des Beaux-arts de Montreal. I'm going.




BTW I had a great time in Fredericton, thanks for asking. :D
I saw all my friends got some good hangout time in.
Mid. terms. in. 2. days. have. not. studied.
We'll see how that goes. :)

This is what I did with my studying time.






THATSALLFORNOWFOLKS.

Gotta go pretend to study for my midterm.

VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE

I VOTED I VOTED I VOTED I VOTED I VOTED

..That's all.

YEE-HAW.

Oh. WOW. I haven't written anything in awhile.

K, it's currently, very late, or early I guess. I should be studying for mypsychology midterm, but I'm very distracted by other things.





I guess I was hoping the knowledge would magically pour itself into my brain-oid if it was upside down on my head. Guess not !

I VOTE TOMORROW MORNING !!! WOOOOOOOOOOO
I'll give you a hint on who i'm voting for....

It's NOT this delicious piece of man meat.



Yee-harper-haw.

I.GO.HOME.SOON.AND.I.EXCITEEDD. !

Watch out NB, I'm comin home, Montreal-a-sized. Ohhh yess.
PREPARE TO BE MESMERIZED.

Anyways. ha. Wish me luck on my mid-term. And my studying *cough*.

SEE YALL SOON.
xoxoxox

JEZEBEL

I KNOW. IT'S BEEN A AWHILE.

So my birthday was onnnn Thursday. Yay I'm 18 !
We went to ''La Maisonnée'' a Kareoke-resto-bar. No. I didn't sing. haha
That was definatly a good time, my first outing to bar at the legal age ! But what was even MORE of a good time, was the next morning when I had to get up at 7am for class. It didn't help that I had a little too much to drink the night before. Mhhhmm.
Psychology with a GIANT coffee ! That was me on Friday morning.

Saturday I went to LA RONDEEEE with some of my friends :) They have this thing called ''Les samedis d'humour'' where comedians do stand up every Saturday.
We saw Réal Béland, a comedian, my new idol. ahaa I recommend ''Les voisins dhantsu''. He goes to Tokyo with this other guy, and they do a bunch of crazy stuff. It's awesome.

This is Réal Béland (the one with the crazy hair) annnnd the other guy (the one with no hair):



We went on a buncha rides and stayed til closing. Gooooood times.

YESTERDAYYYY I was on the metro and saw two more ELDERS (see previous blog, can't remember wich one) trying to convert people on the metro ! I forget their names unfortunatly, but it was quite hilariously wonderful. I always sit and WISH that they'll come talk to me. But they never do. Probably because I'm the creeper that stares at them. Ahhhh well.

I also saw a man in the metro who was playing classical guitar for money.. I was mesmerized. It was amazing, I litteraly was fixed in the spot in front of him and couldn't stop listening, it was just so beautiful. It makes you wonder why he's sitting in the metro for money when he can play that well. His guitar was a beat up and scratched, yet he was playing it and it sounded like a brand new amazing guitar. AHH I gave him all the change I had in my wallet. haha

NOW. Here's a good song for you to listen to. Don't mind the video. It's one of those homemade youtube ones. Song's called ''Jezebel'' and it's by Iron and Wine.




ANYWHOO THATS ALL FOR NOW. BUUUH BYE.