I Haven't Felt This Way Since The Fifth Grade

Whoa... Someone who I thought knew me a little has stopped speaking with me. I use to talk with this person almost everyday. Whenever I needed to vent about work, I would tell them what happened. When I wanted to share some cool information that I researched off the Internet, I would share it with them. Maybe its me and I'm changing into this crazy, superficial jerk of a person. So after a day turned into two weeks of not hearing from this person, I started to take it personal. People were even asking me, "hey, Kiko, where's your friend that you're in love with?" I would just reply with a, "Maybe they needed a break, I don't know," and just shrugged it off. So, I decided to ask what was the matter... This part gets interesting... They told me that some of the things I say gets "under their skin..." Okay, alright. I am quite loud and obnoxious sometimes, but hey that comes with the package! This person, which I'm not to sure if I can call them a friend, again, is really into the music scene. They want to start their own band and stuff like that. They even have a demo on their MySpace page. So, just as a little joke I said, if you want to be a rocker, why don't you dress like one? That set them off, I guess I took it a bit too far. I watch shows from MTV/MuchMusic who dedicate their stations to popular music. And I used the example that there's a big difference between singers like Britney Spears + Metallica in the way they dress. Try and think, singers or bands that sing similar to Britney Spears tend to dress similar also, and the same goes for Metallica type bands, no?? Normally, from what I understand from these music TV shows, the agents tell the singer how to dress. This person who was offended by my comment said they will dress the way that they want. Okay, whatever, I'm not saying you have to change, but isn't dressing for the part kind of like advertising if you want to get noticed? That's it, I'm through with helping people in this department because apparently this person said that if I said that to their friends that they would look at me weird and walk away...

Okay, walk away then. Or at least help me see the error of my ways. You don't have to agree with everything I say. Yes, I know I was "labelling" you, but it wasn't in a negative sense.

So, I guess this means good-bye. Because I'm not going to "cherry-coat" everything I say.
And I'm not going to walk on eggshells for you either.

Greek Party!

Once a month, on a Saturday, I go to work to clean the offices. While I was there I was invited to go to some annual carnival of the Greek Brotherhood party. So I go somewhere in Laval across from an IGA where there’s a hall. It looked pretty expensive. To get in was $35, but my friend paid for me. There were about 20 tables with at least 7 people at each one. It was a little formal, so I wore my favorite black skirt. Darn, I have to remember to get people to take pictures of me so I can post them on my blog! I have a head shot, but that’s not exciting if you don’t see what I’m wearing. For supper I had an appetizer, salad, grilled chicken, which was delicious, shrimp, and some vegetables. There was Greek folk music, some of the music was modern too, and everyone young and old were doing their traditional Greek dances. A guy in some kind of uniform was decorated as a colorful horse, who had confetti throw on him from us. Oh, I have a picture of that of course! Around 1:30 am, yes, AM, they were raffling off cool prizes! I won a 110$ necklace! Cool huh!? I got home at about 2:30am. It was an interesting and festive night.

And I hope to do it again soon!

Strange Dream Last Night

I had an argument with my Dad. We were sitting at the dinner table and my two childhood friends, "Jen + Janis," were at the table. After hearing a sarcastic remark from my father, I went balistic and told him that my mother would never say anything that cold to me ever. So I storm into my room and start packing a suitcase. I notice that my green suitcase is already half full. I seem to be calm and know what I have to pack. I start at my computer stuff (CDs, DVDs, Music, iPod, Laptop, etc). Then both my friends come in my room. They're standing inbetween my bed and my TV. And they're telling me what my Dad said after I went to my room. "If you leave, he'll go back to the way he once was. And he needs you so he won't go to that bad place again." Strange. I woke up for like 2 seconds, and I thought to myself, if I move out he's gonna die? After closing my eyes, my dream continued and my Dad apologized by making me my favorite meal. We don't say "I'm sorry," in my family. We just calm down and then do nice stuff for each other. I guess that's the same thing.

Anyway, I was amazed at how vivid the dream was. How every moment flowed as if it was really happening...

It Took 6hrs. to Cut + Unbraid My Extensions

Back to the 'fro!

I only keep the hair braid extensions in for about 2 months. After awhile I missed combing my hair. So last night I finally finished cutting my extensions. So, before bed I always braid my natural hair so I'm able to comb it the next morning. My hands were sore from unbraiding, so I just braided half my natural hair... At least I can decide if I want to braid the rest of my hair or unbraid the hair in the back and make an afro!

Hope I didn't confuse anybody!