30 Year Old Men

A few months ago, my cousin pointed out a startling but true fact about me. I love men that are in their thirties. Its a known fact. Just imagine for a moment, 90% of the celebrity men i have crushes on are over the age of 30. Maybe its the experience that those men have, or the fact that they are successful, or the fact that they are still smokin hot being older than 30....whatever it is I LOVE THEM FOR IT!!!

Following is a list of my top five 30+ year old men:

1. Ben Kowalewicz---lead singer of my fav band Billy Talent and fellow canadian!--age 35.
2. Ryan Reynolds--actor supreme and also a fellow Canadian--age 34
3. Daniel Tosh---fav Comedian and tv show host----age 35
4. James Franco--actor-but is also a painter, model, screenwriter, director and producer- age 32
5. Ryan Gosling---actor and another Canadian--age 30

I love them and ever given the chance i would jump their bones.

Keep in mind there are other 30  year old men that i love but i chose top 5 for the purposes of this blog as not to go on forever.

That being said, i think it is important to clarify a little bit. I only love certain 30 year old men. Not the Creepers that hit on you right away beacuse you are 18 and at a club or send you email bc of your pic on fb(has happened to me....a few times)....only the distinguished and professionally sucessful and non-creepy guys.

Perhaps i am just to mature for men my age.....hahahaha---right. i duno what it is but, especially the men I mentioned, just send my blood boiling and my heart a pitter-patter. I wonder when I'm thirty, if I will still find them attractive??....hmmm.....

I know that the age difference between me and these men is a little shudder-worthy. but age is just a number and love shall prevail!!

If u have crushes on other or agree with my taste in 30 year old men please let me know lol!!

Becca

Reading week

Hey readers!

So i apologize for not posting in more than a week....a major fail on my part. but in my defence i did not have access to internet for days. my family and i went to Montreal for a little trip....really because my brother had a hockey tournament but i'll lie and say it was just for the hell of it.

A point to note is that my immediate family is obsesssed with HOCKEY! my brother is a goalie, and is playing for a competitive team. This was even hard fought bc he didn't make the team in the city we live in....so now he plays for a team from another city...Renfrew. The people are great but this means that its about an hours drive even for a practice....which is kinda a pain in the ass. but thankfully im away at school and only have to drive him on the occasion that i'm home.  OUr dinner table talk usually consists of hockey and the tv is mostly on sports channels....and the worst part is Im not a huge hockey fan! i know...totally un-canadian but its true. I like the game in short bursts...but this constant overload has probably turned me off of it.

ANYWAYS, im kinda tired right now, and i apologize for my hockey rant. I hope you are not expecting a particularly witty or funny blog post bc you will be sadly mistaken.

Reading week should be renamed. It should be called..."intend to do homework week" i totally had the intent to work hard on all my four essays that are coming due soon....but as it is thursday and i have not even looked at a book, or read what is expected of me out of my essays....i say that i failed majorly.  and i am sure that i am not the only student that is in this situation. a week isn't long enough. we need at least two. one week for social purposes, and the other for homework...not divided up like that but you know what i mean...we need 14 days. and the need for catching up on sleep is present too....which i have not done either. i have to learn to go to bed at a reasonable hour. 3 am is not cutting it...especially when i promise my brother i will drive him to school for 9:00 am....fml sometimes. also i caught up on the episodes of Dexter i missed, and if you don't watch that show...watch it...and if u aren't a fan....don't talk to me! ohhhh and to gross people out my toenail of my big toe on my left foot is going to fall off...thanks to my little brother
"accidentally" bending the nail back....it bled...and was gross...and is sore as hell right now. a few friends are having a hard time right now, which doesn't make reading week good for them either, which makes me sad.

pretty much what i am trying to say....is that i apprecite the break...but not the bull that goes along with it.


sorry for my rantingness....that you probably don't understand. and i wouldn't blame you if you don't read enough to actually get to this apology. But i promise to you faithful readers that do read the whole thing, that next time my post will be back to my funny/sarcastic self. and i'll try to make it my best.

Hope your reading week is going well
Becca

So today is Valentine's Day...

Hey! So in honour of it being valentine's day, i decided that it was appropriote to start this blog post off with a favorite poem about valentine's day. A friend showd me this poem about a year ago and I love it dearly. I did not write it, it is from http://www.avaruusmies.com/vitsit/englanti/275.html Hope you enjoy!

Hearts and roses and kisses galore...
What the hell is all that shit for?
People get mushy and start acting queer
It is definitely the most annoying day of the year
This day needs to get the hell over with and pass
Before I shove a dozen roses up Cupid's ass
I'll spend the day so drunk I can't speak
And wear all black for the rest of the week
Guys act all sweet, but it soon will fade
For all they are doing is trying to get laid
The arrow Cupid shot at me must not have hit
Because I think love is a crock of shit
So there's the story... what else can I say?
Love bite my ass...
 Fuck Valentine's Day!



Cheery no?? It perfectly captures my feelings about this horrendous day of the year.  I HATE VALENTINE'S DAY. It is a day for single people to feel lonely and sad and for couples to show off the fact that they have a significant other. Even if I had a significant other I think i would still hate it. I believe that a boyfriend/girlfriend should want to show their affection at random times because it would make their partner smile. This one day a year of romance thing is kinda an excuse for slacking off for the rest of the year! my friend Sarah made a good point today, Valentine's day is like an anniversary, a day to celebrate being with the person you love. But an anniversary is personal, and special to couples, not a mass produced holiday of sorts.

The real reason that valentine's day is a holiday is to promote consumerism. Flower sales and chocolate sales must be through the roof...and for what?  to show someone that you love them? if its important to you, your significant other should already know that.

Some of the most tramatizing experiences in late elementry school and highshcool come on valentines day.  CANDY GRAMS....or little packages from Hell. Every year on valentines day a person would come around to every class room and hand out candy grams. Everyone would look up hopefully as they were passed out, and the disappointment was crushing when you didn't recieve one. You would think of yourself unworhty and secretly hate every single person who got a Candy gram or three,  when you didnt. You would feel sub-par. And me, never having a BF on valentine's day, was always that person. Eventually my friends and I got smart. We would send grams to eachother, to stop the embarrasment and bad feeling.

Valentine's day is just an excuse to make single people feel that being single is a bad thing....which it is NOT!!

Thats my rant on Valentine's day.  Hope you enjoyed it and i hope it lifted the spirits of the single people!
Keep Calm, Carry on and....

FUCK VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!

ultimate sport of sexiness---pole daincing!!!

Hey! so i chose to write on this particular subject because, due to my third session of pole dancing lessons yesterday, i am sore and super bruised and can not move my right arm very much or else my muscles scream. but i'm sure i will be better by tomorrow....and i plan on lathering A535 rub all over my self after i am finished this post.


Now, when i tell people that i have started pole-dancing, they look at me weird, and i see it in some people's eyes, i become an immediate sex object, and lose my holds on remaining a human being in their opinion, but i do not think that should be the case! I decided to take pole dancing lessons with my friend Sarah for a few reasons, some very practical, some not so practical:

1.  Looks like fun, and i expected it to be hard, but it totally blew my expectations away.
2.  good way to exercise and get the bikini body i have always wanted.
3. even though it was sort of expensive to take the classes, i think of it more as an investment. by investing my $158 into my lessons, i have a fallback career option if the whole law school thing doesn't work out.
4.  it isn't only a fall back position, it could turn out to be a way that i pay for my steep tuition at law school. people complain about their $7000 undergraduate tuition, but i know what is in my future....around $30 000 tuition, for law school, and that doesn't even include books, so i think having a job on the side....which i assume tips very well....would be of great value to me.
5. ability to use it as a pick up line of sorts. imagine, you are at a club, and you see a cute guy. you just have to say, "I can dance on a pole." and you raise yourself above your competition by kilometers.
6. for later planning. my skills, if i keep practicing, would make my husband happy i think, and guarantee myself a long, faithful, marriage lmao!

So those, among others are the main reasons why i chose to take up the sport of pole dancing. 


On a side note, now that i appreciate how hard working on a pole can be, i have immense respect for strippers and the like, because i know how hard they have to work and how bruised and battered their bodies become.


So, the moral of this story is, TIP YOUR STRIPPER WELL!!! she works hard for your money.


Becca.




Ohh and btw, a friend of mine brought this little gem of literature to my attention. its a short story of sorts about a zombie. its is written by Issac Marion, and i love it dearly. I'll post the link:
http://www.burningbuilding.com/zombie.htm

magic elevator man!

I know that i am writing really soon after my first blog, but something interesting happened today that i must talk about for i fear that i will forget it! this is a funny story.


So i was waiting in a hallway for my english class to start. i was waiting with my friends Bill and Tess. anyways, our spot where we sit while waiting is directly across from an elevator.  Today, we were sitting there, chatting away, looking out the window at the snowy landscape, when a maitenance man started to work on the elevator. we watched awestruck as he made the elevator go one floor down and then he opened the doors on our floor and then jumped in.


Okay, i know it doesn't really sound that cool, but me, having never seen the inside of an elevator shaft before, and it being early in the morning, was quite impressed. the door closed behind him and we could hear things being smacked against metal and joked that he accidentally dropped something.


The class before us let out, and we heroically saved the man's life 4 times as we told four different people that the elevator was not in service. immagine if for some reason the elevator moved and it would have squished him! i know that doesn't make much sense but whatever. about ten minutes later, we were still sitting there, and we saw taht the elevator was moving to the lowest floor. we speculated that the magic man was riding the elevator down like a ninja! when the elevator came back to our floor we looked inside and he wasn't there! magic!!!




i know that he probably used the escape hatch to get into the elevator and got off at a different floor, but isn't it more fun to think that there is one magical elevator maitenance man working at carleton university?? I think so and i will delusion myself because of it!


Lmao

disturbing as hell

Hey! so i just got out of lecture for my Women and gender studies class-WGST1808 at Carleton University. for the past few weeks we have been discussing violence against women, a serious subject to say the least. today we focused specifically on sexual violence. during the lecture one horrible occurance was pointed out to me, that i had never realised before.


Firstly, many sexual assults go unreported, as i knew, but one possible reason why is a little astonishing. when making a report to the police survivors (using the word "victim" creates a stigma for the women who have suffered) of sexual assult, they are often turned down. police are slow to believe women. and deem a lot of caess as "unfounded"-such as cases of sex workers, or if the person was your boyfriend.Police will acusse you of lying and this can be very damaging to the woman. This is vaiable as a reason why some women wwouldn't even bother reporting it to the police. Even if police believe your account, most cases are "unsubstantiated" and therefore not taken to court. in certain cases the women who were at first believed, are then faced with disbelief and ridicule and accused of lying.


Only 33% of cases are brought to court--and from the cases reported and believed there is only a 2% conviction rate.


This fact keeps women silent and prevents women from reporting and it denies their experiences.


Is anyone else as disturbed by this as I am??


I know this was a rather serious and unfun first blog post but this situation and the inability of our justice system to deal with cases of sexual assult is astonishing and horrifying.


Please let me know if you agree!


sources:
http://www.rainn.org/statistics


and from Prof. Ekholst's lecture

me!

hey! so i have intended to start a blog since September, but have failed to go any farther than making myself an account lol. i've gained the courage to start today lol.  life is never boring, especially for a first year university student lol.

I dunno exactly what i want this blog to be about, but i guess we will see as i go. expect randomness and questionable santiy at times. Ohh and if you get offended by profain language i'd advise you to press the back button and never return to this blog

I hope you think my insights and thoughts and feelings are valid, or at least humerous!

And if your a hater my bestie Puja is gunna take an "iron to your face you wrinkled b***h"
 lmao! (thank you Nicki Minaj for those inspiring lyrics)

"Check it out!"


Thanks!