Sorry I had to write this post after talking about that halloween party.
So I’ve known my friend damian for about 15 years at least. He is Italian and Indian, as in his moms from italy and his dad from india. or so I was told.
Last month, damian came over for some tea and I was telling him how I was talking to my croatian friend about visiting her relatives together. To which he replied…croatia? I’m just going to type out the convo.
T: Ya Croatia? It’s this goregeous country just beneath slovania and hungary…
D: No! I know what croatia is. My mom’s from croatia.
T: What ? You’re Italian.
D: No I’m croatian. I just don’t tell people because I assume they wont know what it is so i say Italian.
T: You realize I tell people you’re italian right? Like hi this is Damian he’s Italian and Indian.
D: ya well I’m actually Croatian lol.
T: lol So I should say Hey this is Damian, He’s Croatian and Indian?
D: well my dad’s actually Melaysian.
T: so Wait You’re Dad’s Melaysian?!
D: Sorta. actually his dad’s from England and his mom’s from Bangledesh
T: Wait so wtf You’re no Italian - Indian, You’re Croatian, English and Bangledeshi?
D: Ya haha…
T: I feel like our friendship is based on a lie.
D: Ya well i just assume people don’t know where melaysia, or croatia or bangledesh are…
T: lol thats so funny. I’m jealous you’re so exotic I’m just like boring Canadian…like spanish, french, Irish and welsh.
D: you’re welsh?
D: well, it’s just that remember I said my Grandfather was English?
D: I just didn’t think you’d know where wales was…
T: WTF DAMIAN lololol
Damian is a notorious party thrower. A couple of Halloweens ago we had a very Lindsay-in-mean-girls moment. We got a call from Damian saying “Party at mine. Cowboys and Indian theme!” So of course Shaney and I got to work. Initially we pulled on a pair of Sari’s thinking it would be funny to go as actual Indian from India but then we thought it might be slightly offensive because Damian’s friend was Indian.
So we got undressed and went to get redressed and the question was: Cowboys or Indians? Realistically I didn’t have riding boots or cowprint vests so we went with the later option. Imediately we find some long beige dresses and drape ourselves in breading. Next, we pulled massive dreamcatchers off the windows and made large headresses of feathers and put on oversized mocassins.
Super stoked, we danced over to damians and immediately new we had a problem. Anyways we walk in tripping over the amount of clothing we’re wearing and see every boy in loin clothes. just loin clothes. and war paint on their chests. and the girls? EVERY girl was in Stiletto cowboy boots, with SHORT jean skirts and button up plaid shirts tied in the middle a-la britney spears.
I never realized how true Kady’s line in Mean girls was. “Halloween. the one day a year a girl can look like a total slut and get away with it.”
oops. Oh and we realized our friend Mike was NOT even indian.
So my mother got my sister jonas brother and demi lovato tickets for her birthday but they ended up having a big fight the day of and so she refused to go. I felt so bad and my parents were guilt tripping about wasting tons of money and it was too late to find someone to go so, alas, i went alone to a jonas brother concert. yes it is true.
now that i’ve laid sufficient excuses for my presence at such a disney oriented concert, it gets worse.
so i’m obviously surrounded by groups of 14 year old girls screaming and mothers & daughters coupled hugging each other for love of the moment.
and the disney crew is singing and dancing
and demi lovato is rocking the stage, and i look around and my ears are ringing with the shreaks of the fangirls and i think think to myself
fuck i wish emma was here, she’d really love this.
and then i start crying. like weeping. hard.
and everyone around me looked at me, and extended a loving hand that said “i know trace, i know.” and i just wanted to yell IM NOT SOME CRAZED FANGIRL FUCK.
but i guess crying your eyes out at 22 when you’re alone at a jonas brothers concert says nothing else but die-hard.
Ever notice you start picking up mannerisms and common phrases of those you spend a lot of time with? Or not even a lot of time, more like concentrated amounts of time? Maybe I’m just impressionable but when I worked with Damian and Mikey G would always split what they said with “Slash” à ie.: Let’s go to the park “Slash” drink forties.
And when I worked with Mikey T and Dave everything was prefaced with the word “sidebar.” Aka “Trace-Sidebar…(walks away from everyone else in the most antisocial way possible) insert meaningless non-private conversation here”
Or after partying a bit to hard with Shem, Jess and Vivek I’m pretty sure Shay and I answered “I know right?!” to everything
Oh and I definitely picked up the most condescending Matt catch-phrase, “Really, you’re going with that? Like really….?!”
I’d say it’s just me but then I realize people pick up words I overuse too… specifically slangs like “Slack” and “Hectic”
Maybe we’re all a little bit like the lyre bird <3. Coolest animal next to the cuttle fish. I’d explain, but if you want you’re mind blown just watch:
Sitting in the thick of exams and i’ve somehow not started studying
1. Spend as much time as possible “preparing” everything you need to study
this includes organizing notes, buying books (or finding them under your bed), filling water glass, cleaning room (can’t study if the space is not clean) etc
2. make sure you’re not hungry
take a break before everything starts to nourish yourself — can’t work on an empty stomach
3. Do any other homework to get it out of the way
4. make sure to figure out the format of the exam
5. take a nap so you can wake up fresh and work
6. shower and wash your hair so you are fresh after your nap
7. put on music and open books
sing to said music and disregard books
8. find rubber ball
bounce said rubber ball for 2 hours without realizing
9. decide you need to get out energy before you can focus
go for a run
(aka get to the end of the street and sit on a bench for a while)
10. don’t work on an empty stomach
11. since it’s late: put on pajamas, make a cup of tea and bring it to study area
drink tea so you’ll be relaxed and prepared to focus
12. write blog about how you haven’t studied and desperately need to
13. if you’re reading this you probably should be studying.
Whenever I need to remember something I text it to myself
this is what ALWAYS WITHOUT FAIL happens
1. “Oh Trace, What a great idea, i definitely need to remember this!”
2. *texts important thought into phone*
3. *press send to self*
4. *phone alert with received message*
5. “OH YAY! TEXT MESSAGE! I’m soooo popular ha ha. Look at all those other people who don’t have text messages. And I? The Text Message Queen!!”
6. *opens phone to read message*
Man why does my mom buy the candy so early?
When I say Vet what do you think of?
now if i say there’s a class where you go and work with a Vet hospital, what comes to mind?
A) A hospital for animals B) A hospital for veterans?
Well my friend just registered for an English class where the class was called
Communication and Community:
He registered thinking it’d be 3 hours of playing with sick animals only to find out it was about volunteering at a veteran’s hospital
(he dropped it. slack)
I’m a notorious big word wrong context dropper. Certain people hate me for it.
Scenario: conversation between me
I could never contemplate such a world the way J.K. Rowling did.
Or sometimes people invent words
ex: It’s just unpossible for me to do well in this class!
or my sister yesterday:
Tracey! You and mom just shouldn’t conversate!
Than you have the Boy-who-cried-wolf scenario, where i’m using the right word in the right context but Marco wont believe me.
we argued for 15 minutes about whether it was a word or not.
Oh and of course, as a McGill student, you run into the Academics inventing words
ie: The scenario was problematized
although it may be hard to believe, yes I do