Well i forgot.
Damn Essays/Exams/Alcohol.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Neck Tattoos
Last night i had the most vivid dream...
I dreamed i got "HARDCORE" tattooed onto the back of my neck in HUGE letters.
I woke up and actually had to go to the mirror to make sure it wasn't there.
WHAT DOES IT MEAN!?
Also, reading week should now be called "Tour Week"..
As a townie, I've spent more days out of town than I have in town this week. My promise to actually get some researching done is totally not gonna happen.
F Mon Vie.
Love Cole.
I dreamed i got "HARDCORE" tattooed onto the back of my neck in HUGE letters.
I woke up and actually had to go to the mirror to make sure it wasn't there.
WHAT DOES IT MEAN!?
Also, reading week should now be called "Tour Week"..
As a townie, I've spent more days out of town than I have in town this week. My promise to actually get some researching done is totally not gonna happen.
F Mon Vie.
Love Cole.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Running For Your Life.
Well technically for your life.
To the three people who might read this blog, you should probably vote for me tomorrow and thursday for VP Student Life.
If you dont do it, im gonna kick you. HARD.
Love Cole.
Ps. Seriously, your shins are gonna be my bitch.
To the three people who might read this blog, you should probably vote for me tomorrow and thursday for VP Student Life.
If you dont do it, im gonna kick you. HARD.
Love Cole.
Ps. Seriously, your shins are gonna be my bitch.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
BattleSnakes.
This week i skipped school to go on tour and explode many vaginas.
Not many were exploded, (not due to my quality of singing, but due to the lack of vaginas TO explode) but i had an amazing epic sensual time...
So id just like to do a quick recap of the great things that happened in the south that pretty much me and Dylan might only understand.
After driving 2887 kilometers, you learn alot about yourself, the crazy kid sitting with you in the car,... and alot about the way the world works.
Daily Nutrition usually consisted of Chicken Snack wraps, Second Hand Smoke, and Granola bars.
Daily entertainment usually consisted of 'Would you rathers' and listening to every CD i ever fucking bought.
Sleep was replaced by Tim Hortons, Redbull, and 1 Hour Naps on the side of the road.
Butttt, i wouldnt trade that shit for the world.
Some Random Thoughts From The Road...
-Our GPS Mistress, who never led us astray (except that one time)
- "Id rather be one of those kids on the World Vision Commercials, cause even though they have flies on them and have no food, at least they arn't cold as dicks... and they work on their tan all day."
- Fake and Awkward Laughter.
- EVERYONE in Windsor telling us to not go to 8 Mile.
- Dylan's Two beers for $68.
- Green Rooms.
- "Those are my real boobs in that picture... just if you guys were wondering"
- The Last Waltz
- "Fuck, I think he thinks I do heroin for real."
- Skylight Drama's amazing vocal talent.
- Tomato Flavored Rickard's White.
- Frostbitten feet.
- Office Space Quoting.
- "Glasses/NotGlasses
- Travelers
- BENDER
- Flinstone Vitamins
- "Hi There... I own my own business"
-Applebeas/Boston Pizza
I just wanted to throw out a HUGE thank you to everyone and anyone we met in the deep south.
-RJ... You kept us well 'fed' with all sorts of good stuff.
-The SRC crew... you out drank us. You win at life.
-Lesley Pike... for coconut milk, and Olives from her not really very vegan salad
- Any Bartender who served us... Cause.
- Everyone and Anyone who chilled, let us in their house, talked to us or otherwise.
Love Cole And Dylan.
Not many were exploded, (not due to my quality of singing, but due to the lack of vaginas TO explode) but i had an amazing epic sensual time...
So id just like to do a quick recap of the great things that happened in the south that pretty much me and Dylan might only understand.
After driving 2887 kilometers, you learn alot about yourself, the crazy kid sitting with you in the car,... and alot about the way the world works.
Daily Nutrition usually consisted of Chicken Snack wraps, Second Hand Smoke, and Granola bars.
Daily entertainment usually consisted of 'Would you rathers' and listening to every CD i ever fucking bought.
Sleep was replaced by Tim Hortons, Redbull, and 1 Hour Naps on the side of the road.
Butttt, i wouldnt trade that shit for the world.
Some Random Thoughts From The Road...
-Our GPS Mistress, who never led us astray (except that one time)
- "Id rather be one of those kids on the World Vision Commercials, cause even though they have flies on them and have no food, at least they arn't cold as dicks... and they work on their tan all day."
- Fake and Awkward Laughter.
- EVERYONE in Windsor telling us to not go to 8 Mile.
- Dylan's Two beers for $68.
- Green Rooms.
- "Those are my real boobs in that picture... just if you guys were wondering"
- The Last Waltz
- "Fuck, I think he thinks I do heroin for real."
- Skylight Drama's amazing vocal talent.
- Tomato Flavored Rickard's White.
- Frostbitten feet.
- Office Space Quoting.
- "Glasses/NotGlasses
- Travelers
- BENDER
- Flinstone Vitamins
- "Hi There... I own my own business"
-Applebeas/Boston Pizza
I just wanted to throw out a HUGE thank you to everyone and anyone we met in the deep south.
-RJ... You kept us well 'fed' with all sorts of good stuff.
-The SRC crew... you out drank us. You win at life.
-Lesley Pike... for coconut milk, and Olives from her not really very vegan salad
- Any Bartender who served us... Cause.
- Everyone and Anyone who chilled, let us in their house, talked to us or otherwise.
Love Cole And Dylan.
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