Gail Vaz-Oxlade

Being a business student who wants to be a financial planner, I want more than anything in the world to be Gail Vaz-Oxlade. I just love her so much. I'll be her assistant if she wants.
I will move to Toronto if she asks.
Or I could be her west coast correspondent. I'll deal with all the Princesses and couples who can't manage their money out here in BC. I mean, being on TV would be pretty cool, too. But seriously. I hope she sees this and employs me.

Also while we're at people reading my blog, James Franco, you can contact me, too. Anytime you please.

-t

a little bit more.

I'm off to England in a couple days, and probably won't blog, because I'm very lazy. So here are some more fun things about me.

I think shaving half of your head is just the worst trend ever. I think everyone should be nice and friendly, but know they aren't, and that makes me bitter. I truly believe the world would be a better place if everyone took Sundays off to do nothing. If I plan a shopping trip, I can't find anything to buy; if I go spontaneously, I'll spend way too much money. I fear I'm too old to not be married, and too young to not be travelling. When I get stressed about school, I do something really creative to make the other side of my brain work harder. I love naps. If I'm lying on a couch, I need a blanket, even in the middle of summer. I probably won't go to the effort of making a plan with you. I worry that people who gossip with me, gossip about me. I really like jewellery, but have a few extremely good quality pieces that will always be worn, resulting in unnecessary purchases. I don't want a super fancy home, I want a super classic home. I love wearing a blazer. I'm terrified of change. I work hard to accomplish what I want. If I want something, I do it. I always think of comebacks after they've walked away. I make mountains out of molehills. If I don't get a full eight hours, I will be a wreck, no exceptions. My family means the world to me. Pajamas are my favourite clothing item. I fear I haven't been appreciative enough of everything my family's done for me. I am a ridiculously organized person...once I tidy my room. Messy things make me stressed. I have a freckle on the end of my big toe. I've lied about being allergic to pickles so they didn't put them on my burger. I used to be allergic to cinnamon and ketchup. I stuck buttons up my nose when I was three or four. I love being Canadian. I'm scared that I'm not actually happy. I really want to go to bed right now, but won't. I just found a website that converts Youtube audio into mp3 files.

xoxo
--t

just don't be stupid

I just have no respect for people who have no respect for police officers. Yes, I understand that sometimes power can go to your head. But don't do stupid, illegal things, and you won't have to deal with them. Seriously, if you are underage and drinking, please do not expect the cops to be sympathetic when they find you with alcohol or in a bar. It's illegal. Regardless of what you think the drinking age should be, it is 19 (where I live). Regardless of whether you choose to drink or not, if you are underage and get caught, it does not give you the right to call the police 'pigs' or be snarky or rude to them. It is their job. How would you like it if you had a customer pay you with monopoly money? Yeah, you'd tell them they couldn't do that, and either ask them to leave or get them to use real money. Because it's your job. I have the same issue with people smoking pot. Okay, maybe it isn't the most harmful drug, and maybe we should try decriminalizing it or making it legal or whatever, that is not my point. My point is that currently, it's illegal, so don't be shocked if you're smoking in public and either get fined or it gets taken away. Don't be stupid.
I'm officially refusing to listen to people complaining about police officers for stupid things that they're clearly wrong for. They're doing their job, don't be a dickhead. Maybe this isn't profound, but I just cannot handle people anymore.

It's the exact same when students complain that their teacher 'hates them.' Um, nope, pretty sure you're wrong. Either you're acting out in class and being annoying and disrespectful, or you're stupid. Teachers grade based on smarts, not based on whether or not they like you. So try your best and ask for their help, because they will be willing to help you if you have problems.

Stop complaining. It doesn't make you cool if you 'don't respect authority.' I don't care who you respect. Just know that as soon as something similar to that comes out of my mouth, you lose my respect.

--t

Sometimes I Buy Things...

So I was able to get back to you a little bit earlier than I'd said, to show off all of my wonderful new clothes. I cannot wait to go to England to show off how stylish and awesome I am. Truly. Not actually, but I'm feeling pretty fly. So, my mom and I went shopping yesterday, and yes, I shopped in a mall. Not exactly extreme fashion blogger. But, whatever, I'm not getting paid for this, so I can shop wherever I want and not be judged. Holla! Anyways, we went into Suzy Shier, and pretty much long story short, I spent all the money I have. Well, not all of it. The rest I spent in Bed, Bath, and Beyond later that night. And I have a lot in my savings account (I'm going to school to become a financial planner, you don't think I'd actually spend all of my money, do you?) So here are my wonderful purchases. As well, as I am a bit of a bargain hunter, I feel I should let you know that I got the jacket on sale, as well as the beige and black purse. Winning.

Now, clearly, this isn't me in the picture, because I would actually look comfortable in it, and I am wearing a size that actually fits me. But I really like it because one can dress it up, or dress it down, and it's just so wonderful. I have only found one flaw in it, thus far, and that is that a button came off. Which was probably my fault, but it still blows. Anyways, I look adorable in it, and every girl needs a classic trenchcoat. I got this one for $35 and it's regular $50 (seriously, either is a steal. I just got the better one).

This is one of the purses I bought yesterday. Once again, the picture doesn't really do it justice. It is bigger than it looks in the picture, and polka dotted inside. The flap that the bow is on opens up, with another pocket within the pocket, and then the other side has a flap as well. It's more of a briefcase in size, and it's quite structured. It has one hand- handle, as well as an adjustable shoulder strap. I bought this because I knew I needed a purse for england with a shoulder strap, and I wanted it to be adorable. And this definitely fit the bill. I can carry anything in here (maybe not anything...). Downside of this bag is that there aren't enough sections in the pockets. They are big sections, but there aren't a whole lot of dividers, so I fear that I will be losing things quite frequently in it. Ah, well. This purse was $28.

This is the other purse I bought. Once again, the picture isn't that great. But it's a gorgeous, structured, camel colour, and it's smaller than the other purse I bought. Everything fits neatly into it, and it doesn't need a lot of pockets or anything because it's such a perfect size. Maybe too perfect, however. If you have an emergency and need to fit a whole bunch of stuff in your bag, this isn't the one you want. If you want to look classy as hell for a cheap price, this is the bag. It has a very vintage Dior feel to it, and I'm fairly certain I will be able to trick people into thinking I'm rich. Which is really all that matters, right? (Not right, everything is more important than monetary wealth. Straight up life lesson.) This purse was regular $22, which I got on sale for $11 (and didn't actually pay for because my mummy is the greatest).
So those are my finds, as well as some jewellery that I got.
I also got a scarf organizer at Bed, Bath, and Beyond. For anyone that owns more than 5 scarfs, I recommend it. Just look it up. I'll even provide the link to Bed, Bath, and Beyond's Website. YAY!

-t

Dairy Free Chocolate Ice Cream; Mango Salsa

Well, hello.
A lot seems to have happened since I last posted (and I won't lie, I've got no idea what my last post was about). But since then, I have been doing very little of any importance. What I've mostly been doing is stressing out over multiple projects and/or tests that have been happening. But, today is the last day of classes!! So, in a good old fashioned spirit, I skipped my first two classes of this morning. Because really, what better way is there to live than sleeping away your morning? No better way, that's how (just not true at all, I really don't believe that whatsoever). So today I have two yummy scrumptious recipes (and good for you!) and then tomorrow I will put up pictures of all of my purchases I made yesterday (and yes, I am broke!)

So recipe Numero Uno! Mango Salsa!
You'll need:
Mango
Tomatoes
Yellow Pepper
Red Onion
Cilantro
Salt to taste.
What you have to do:
Chop up all your ingredients, put it in a bowl, and enjoy! Okay, so it's not really salsa (salsa means sauce in Mexico, and this is more of a chunky dip. or salad.)
I prefer to chop up the onions really small, and you have to find just the right amount of cilantro, so start of with a little, then add more to taste.

My next recipe is delicious and soo healthy. It does require a bit of planning in advance, so if you have a constant sweet tooth, you might want to keep some frozen bananas handy all the time.
Dairy-free chocolate peanut butter ice cream! Ingredients:
Bananas, sliced and frozen (make sure you peel and slice them BEFORE freezing them, trust me, it's a huge pain otherwise)
Cocoa
Peanut butter
Maple syrup

Get out your food processor (I'm sure that a Magic Bullet or blender would work fine, too.) Place all your ingredients in it, and blend it up until smooth. If you want it more solid, put the finished product in the freezer. If you just want chocolate now, it makes a delicious, very cold, pudding. I don't have a finished product picture for you, because it really just looks like chocolate ice cream.

Hope these are as delicious for you as they are for me!

--t

Valentine's Day

If I hear one more bitch complain about Valentine's Day, I will effing lose it.
Ha freakin Ha, Singles Awareness Day, SAD for short, did you come up with that yourself?
No. No you did not. Some other lonely, pathetic person came up with it like, at least 20 years ago, and it wasn't funny then, and it isn't funny now.
I don't care that you're single. I don't. You must have friends. Or at least multiple acquaintances, I mean, I have you on Facebook, don't I? I'm sure I'm not the only one you have on Facebook. So maybe try hanging out with all the other people on Facebook who are making stupid jokes about SAD and have fun.
It's Valentine's Day. It's not Christmas. It's not your birthday. I would 100% understand if you were complaining about not having a good one of those (not because of lack of gifts, because I would punch you for that, too). But it's freakin Valentine's Day. It's like St. Patrick's Day. If you get to dress up in green and have a good time, that's awesome. BUT IT'S NOT A REAL HOLIDAY.
Yay for everyone who has a significant other, go out and celebrate it and be annoying and cheesy. I know I will be doing that. I love Valentine's Day.
But seriously, if you're gonna complain about it, that is probably 98% of the reason you are single in the first place. Make the most of it, and show the people who you love that you love them. Or care for them.

Or, as a last resort, get drunk and pass out.
But stop complaining about it. It's pissing me off.

--T.

friends in high places

My friend has music on iTunes. Mica Lemiski, Steal My Thunder. 

Buy it.

I also have exclusive rights to her tell all biography. holla!

Stop Hatin.

I have no shame in loving Taylor Swift, even though 98% of her songs are about her liking boys and boys liking her. 

I think she'd want to be my friend.

public announcement

This is not a rant. I know, shocking. And while it may seem like a rant, I promise you it is not. It is a public service announcement.
Have you ever worked in a movie theater before? For 87% of you, the answer is probably no. But I bet 99.9% of you have been in a movie theater before. It's a good time. You get popcorn and pop and candy and hot dogs. Yeah, all fun and games. But I'm going to teach all of y'all how to properly act at a movie theater. Mainly, this is an etiquette lesson. Because I work at a movie theater. And it's extremely frustrating when people don't play along.
We're going to start off with buying your tickets. When you come in, and buy a ticket, please specify if you are a senior. Or if you have a child, and preferably the child's age. The people who run the till are not psychic. Especially when  I straight up ask you 'Just a general admission?' and you say 'Yes,' and I take your money, and make your change, and then decide to tell me you're a senior. Please pay attention. At 100% of movie theaters, there is a price list directly beside the till, with all of the prices, for which times, and for what age you can pay which price. Which brings me to my next point.
Signs. Y'all gotta learn to read. It's the 21st century. There are signs everywhere, and I don't physically understand how you can walk into a place and not notice the signs. Please do not act shocked when I tell you outside food or drinks aren't allowed. Because, a) there is a sign on the front door, the lobby doors, and a giant sign right beside the till saying so, and b) It's a movie theater...if you aren't smart enough to know to sneak in your food, you're a dumbass who doesn't deserve to go to a movie. Seriously, almost all movie theaters in the world will not let you bring your own food into the theater, so suck it up.
Concession. Yes, it's expensive. Movie theater concession prices are expensive. It is a long running joke in the world, and basic common knowledge. This is where you get a bit of an in depth looks at movie theaters. I will put it here in bold. Movie theaters do not make a lot of money off of admissions. The studio's who release the movies get a percentage of the tickets (up to 100% for the first week), so really, that's almost a loss to the theater. All of the money that is made is from the concession. So yes, we may be charging $4.75 for a box of Mike and Ike's, but we are a business. The concession stand is not made to please you. It is made to make the theater money. If you aren't willing to pay the prices, please eat before you come to the theater. If you are going to stand there and make the concession staff uncomfortable by telling them (who, by the way, do not make the prices) how expensive things are, you really should just leave. You are probably a horrible person.
Popcorn. This is the main reason I wrote this blog. Society needs to learn this. Movie theaters rarely use vacuums in their lobbies, because it is extremely loud and distracting, and popcorn kernels are pretty big. We usually use brooms with those stand up dustpan things. Which means we have to sweep all of the popcorn you drop. And it's an extreme task. When there is lots of people, that means there's lots of popcorn. Which means lots of popcorn will be dropped. And once it's on the floor, it's going to get stepped on, and shattered into teeny tiny bits that are a huge hassle to sweep up. So please, I beg of you, try not to spill your popcorn.
Children. This is my final point. I understand that kid movies are fun to go to with your children, and an easy way out. But YOU need to understand that when bringing a child to a movie theater, or anywhere in public for that matter, you must look after them. Children stomp, climb, jump, scream, and everything else that is loud and obnoxious that you can think of. And in this day and age, if your child gets hurt, you will most likely sue the place they are at. Which is ridiculous, because as parents, you need to watch your children. It is not the movie theater staff's responsibility to make sure your child isn't climbing on a velvet rope with a huge metal stand that could fall on their head. And it's extremely annoying for anyone working to have to break away from their jobs to look after someone else's kids. We aren't a babysitting service.

Okay. Public service announcement over. Also, don't text during movies you ignorant pricks. You complained about the prices and aren't even watching the movie, stfu.

--t.