Ride The Rocket, and then complain about it

I guess this would be a good time to mention that 'The Rocket' is the TTC.
Rush Hour: the most despised time for all Torontonians who take the TTC. It's not just the fact that one usually has to wait for three to seven trains to go by before getting on to one. It's not the fact that we all have to huddle onto these trains and squeeze near the doors, while people in the middle of the train stand around like the world around them has just stopped. It is not the fact that people start touching you, on purpose, or not, I don't know. And lastly, it is not only because we start to get really hot and sweaty, even in the middle of a -30 winter.
It is all of it. It is then definitely the manners people have inside the bus/subway and how they control themselves in this hot and miserable situation. The kids, the adults and seniors all play a role, in keeping your transportation either a calm journey home or a ride on the rocket to hell.
I was on the bus a few days ago, going home, around rush hour and like usual the bus was pretty packed. So about six teens walk in, carrying their bags and talking loudly to one another. Not just talking but swearing. Oh fuck this fuck that, bitch, ass motherfucker, all the crap in between those lines. So a man turns around and says, can you people shut up and learn some manners. So what do the teens do? Do they respect the adult and say sorry, or do they answer back with even more swearing? Surprise. Surprise. The next 10 mins was yelling and cussing back and forth,
"Why the fuck are you yelling at kids"
"I hate you kids and your stupid knapsacks"
"Yo fuck off and don't lay your hand on me"
"I am going to call the cops so your asses can go to jail"
On and on and on and the funny thing was, the man didn't even stop. He just kept going on and on trying to defend himself. Now, I don't know about anyone else, but when I am coming home from a long day from school, working, slacking, whatever it may be, I don't want to hear seven people yelling in my ear. So please, have some respect while on the bus, I could complain about the TTC for hours and it will still be the same at the end. Think of it this way: would you want someone yelling in your ear randomly when let's say you are at home, doing bed-business? No, probably not!

Someone stole my maple leaf

The pride and joy of being Canadian.
I don't know what it is, or how to explain it, but sometimes you are just walking down the street and thinking "woo I am Canadian and America smells." And being Canadian with Canadian pride, involves more than just chugging down maple syrup or putting up a Maple Leafs flag on your window, even though you KNOW the Leafs won't win the cup in another 100 years.
Well there is the Canadian entertainment. And yes, I know it doesn't exceed over a few channels and films but we have some excellent talent here. Canada has known to be the friendly-nice-guy country and this is why we SHARE our entertainment to our neighbours down south. You know, I am talking about the States and their usage of Degrassi: The Next Generation.
It wasn't so long ago, when Toronto kids were all happy and cocky thinking yay, I got Degrassi it owns all those U.S shows. And yay our actors are way hotter and etc. etc. Not so long ago, did we gossip about Degrassi's drama and all the places we recognized when we watched T.V., like Oh the C.N Tower! Or who could forget the actors and their relationships to us, like "Oh, did you know Jimmy from Degrassi, went out with my friend's friends best Friend?"
But now, season 7 has started, hot as ever, and yet the U.stupid.S decides to run Degrassi BEFORE us. Not only before us my friends, but they are two episodes ahead of us! Now you might think, Oh Arti who cares! Well, like I said, my pride of loving Degrassi as a Canadian just dropped about 65%. Even though I enjoy it and still watch it, I still shed a tear, when I think about people on other websites, saying how good the NEW episodes were.
Whatever. Yesterday I went ahead and watched the American airings online. Those fools, can't stop us smart Canadians.


(: [Oh and if you are a fan ask for the link to the episodes]

another love story to catch my attention

Dear cakemate.
Well I am not the most romantic person is the world, but sometimes you hear those corny love stories, about the first date or the first kiss and you are left in a big mush of stomach butterflies. Sweet isn't it, how some people meet. How they propose (Whoa slap in the face from the Indian post), so with my week of endless television and staying home for the past week, I got into Ellen. She's fun and well funny. The content is pretty much the same stuff as we see everywhere but at least she dances people say.
SO there is this wonderful story about a woman named Amy and a man named Dan. (I think). So Amy and Dan are both on a flight and Amy has to use the restroom. She gets near the door when the flight attendant stops her because of the beverage cart going through the aisle. God that cart must be her life saver. There, she meets Dan, sitting on his seat, mingling with his colleagues and noticing a certain Amy looking his way. The two talk for 35 mins and Amy goes back to her seat. Thinking about Dan until the flight ends, Amy waits outside the plane, pretending she is fiddling with her phone. Dan on the other hand is also thinking about Amy while he is on the plane, so he put his business card in his pocket to give it to her again. The two then both get out of the plane, see each other, but Dan leaves. (seeing that his boss was looking at them, stupid Dan). Weeks pass by they are still thinking about each other. Then the both of them rely on their own friends, who tell them about Craiglist's "Misconnections." (pretty much you place ads about a person you like, but you lost the chance, aka connection) So, Dan posts something AND AMY REPLIES! The two started talking again and fell in love. Months pass, and Dan told Amy to go on Craiglist to look for a Condo sale. As Amy reads the ad, it said [AMY, I lost you once and I don't ever want to lose you again, will you marry me?]


& they lived happily ever after the end.

Domenico is Back For Love

Well I was able to stand all of Tila Tequila's "Shot At Love" a few months ago and I am sure anyone watching that show had some reaction towards Domenico. The funny Italian, who was always wearing.. um almost nothing. Who loved his Italian food and loved his women even more. Who could forget his accent, or when he used to rat people out to Tila. He was Tila's big teddy bear.
WELL! Domenico is back, and taking a shot at love himself.
He has his own reality TV show, with MTV (surprise surprise) called that's amore.

Cute as sounds, he will be looking for his AMERICAN woman, to bring to Italy to meet his family. I know we all wanted to see his family on A Shot at Love, but Tila didn't take him that far into the race.
The show will probably do better than Tila's. (I added a Video of him on the side.)

This *new* South Asian Generation

So I am talking to my friend yesterday, who is Indian, and well, let's just say she is in the marriage boat floating to India soon.
Bad enough as it sounds, it's so incredibly true. Let's just get some facts out there, most Indian girls that I know, we all have to face this dilemma of 'marriage' and 'filling in the role of a typical Indian wife.'
So funny as it sounds, I have created the "Surviving Life as a South Asian Girl" satirical list.

1) Indian women MUST be able to cook full Indian meals. No boxed or canned foods, everything must be made from scratch.

2) An Indian woman MUST have a proper education, mainly in science, medical, or the business field. (Rather science and medicine, because woman do not do well in business). They must then only obtain these careers, to make sure their family status is never ruined.

3) Indian women MUST marry in their own religion and race. Last names are exceptions, but one must never marry another race, religion or be homosexual.

4) Indian women MUST always serve their husbands. No exceptions.

5) Indian women MUST have children if they are able too. (Adoption is also out of the question).

6) They MUST be able to dress appropriately when inside the house and out. No showing unnecessary skin and they have to be able to put on a Saree.

7) They MUST not date men. They must only find a husband and get married.

8) Indian woman MUST also not drink alcohol, smoke or go out to bars and clubs.

9) They MUST let family approve on marriage and life.

10)Most importantly, they MUST be able to carry on tradition forever.

*Well, the point was after all to point fingers and laugh. More of a satire, I hope everyone got that. Sad to see women go through this, I hope it changes. And if you are fine with it, hey, that is your point of view, I am just stating mine.

Thinking Just Thinking

Hmm, well some thoughts have been flying around and I am thinking about creating an online blog/magazine sort of thing where I can get people to just write around, including myself, but yeah... something is out there. I'm just thinking.

12-year-old ANF Girls

Dear Bloggy,
So I am in ANF today with my trust side-kick shopper Kev, and while he spent his time checking out ridiculously over-priced jeans with holes, I couldn't help but to walk around admiring something I MIGHT have had. And what do I see, a group of girls from ages 10-12 the most, carrying their designer LV and Coach bags (they were real I can tell), holding starbucks in another with Uggs on, and of course swinging one of their 14 shirts they bought. It's not the fact that they are buying clothes from the store, I won’t hate it; it looks good at times. Yet one of the girls 12 the most was wearing mini shorts with a low cut tank-top showing her "cleavage" while her friends talked about how sexy and hot her she looked. I don't know if I can relate to this, or even comment on it, (remind you that I was not looking in a perv way thank you) but I find it so odd when these little girls walk, talk and dress like they are 10 years older. Look at these influences out there, no wonder girls this age want to look the "best" with the "best" clothes around. So then after Kev makes me wait in line for 15 mins, we head to Hollister. (This is after he makes me look like an idiot in front of the change-room guy). What do I see there; yes more 10, 11 and 12 year olds but now I see 2 girls and a father. So the father is just standing there, white, looks rich, no wonder he brings his kids there, so yeah they are just staring down the bathing suits. They are bikini's (I am here thinking okay I see no boobs) and a two piece. So while the two sisters, (looks like it) try to wrestle out which colour looks better and crap the dad is just standing their encouraging their daughters to buy it saying "Oh that looks cute." WTF. maybe because I am Indian and my parents are strict as hell, but I don’t remember the last time a father telling his 10 year old daughter she would look cute in a two piece. And knowing his schedule, he was probably just baby-sitting and spoiling his children, probably on his lunch break.

Alright that's all for now, you think I would've shut up by now?
Arti