the politics of language

i refuse to change. for anyone. i'm sure everyone on this earth feels that way ....if not, you're a pushover and you should be shot :] i'm really disliking the current (and long-standing) situation in Montreal, which is: English vs French. this is a war that was fabricated a long time ago and still runs strong today. and i absolutely despise it. i am an english-speaking resident of Montreal. yeah, i speak french. if i didn't, how could i survive? it is simply my choice to be an anglophone and i don't see what's wrong with that. it's my life, my personality, MY choice. so this whole, pro-French, anti-English, let's-try-to-make-Quebec-it's-own-country thing is retarded. yeah, Quebec's a french province, but montreal is a BILINGUAL city. it's been said many times, by the same hypocritical people who are now angry at the increasing english population. i say, get over it. we're here to stay. we don't mock you, question you, make fun of you, make you feel unwelcome. so get a fucking life, all you pig-headed Montrealers.

define me

1. Ellie

noun: what you've done if you take a bunch of psyhchedelic drugs when you were already way too creative for your own good.

2. Ellie
noun: A silly teenage girl with surprisingly milky white skin


[taken from UrbanDictionary.com]

misfits can suck my dick

For the sake of our loyalty and dedication to all our fiends, the Misfits have chosen to withdraw from the lineup of Volcom’s 2008 tour. The Misfits have always held an incredibly high standard of performance and quality in everything we do. Our fans expect this and deserve it. I will not compromise their expectations for any amount of money, prestige or fame. I apologize for the inconvenience and will reschedule performances wherever possible throughout our upcoming tour this Oct.

- Jerry Only

Ok, seriously? Really? That's it..... ? You cancelled a tour to be "loyal" to your fans? That makes no fucking sense at all. I already thought Jerry Only sucked, but now he has proved me wrong. He does not suck. He deep-throats and swallows. What kind of a bullshit excuse is that, anyway. I have my ticket, which I now have to go and get a refund for.. and I was extremely excited.... for this? Misfits are notorious for cancelling their dates though. So fuck it, never again and I mean it. I checked the dates for their Oct. tour and guess what, they're coming back to Quebec.... just not Montreal. They're going to fucking boonie-land St-Hyacinthe (if I get any comments from people in St-Hy for this remark, I'm going to scream. You know it sucks over there.), but not Montreal. I feel ripped off, saddened and extremely cheated by what I call my favorite band. They were only good when Glenn Danzig was around, and they should have never even tried to go on without him.

HEAVY MTL, 08

June 21st, 2008. Iron Maiden. Parc Jean-Drapeau, Montreal. Of course, that was going to be one of the biggest highlights of my life. Just turned 18 in May, I could legally buy drinks at a show (hey, I did it anyway when I was younger... it just felt better to actually be allowed lol). So me and Steph basically crossed our fingers that we could get last minute tickets. And we did. We shelled out $85 for those motherfuckin' brits and guess what? She lost her ticket 5 minutes later. So we're basically there, these two tiny girls in a sea of buff biker men, almost crawling around in parc Jean-Drapeau searching for her ticket, no luck. We went back to the box office to see if a couple tears and a sob story about being robbed by a giant metalhead would work to getting her a ticket... and it did. So we were in. We met these pretty chill guys somehow, sitting in the woodsy area with all the trees. We kind of neglected all 9 opening acts, stayed near the trees and smoked doobies with the guys. Then Dethklok came on and we were all for it, since Maiden was next. So we pushed our way into the crowd. And that's when all hell literally broke loose. When Maiden came on, they opened with "Aces High" and everyone went nuts. Suddenly, a lot more people were rushing into the crowd, and Steph and I got trampled, crowd sufed and brought to the ambulance tent because I'm kind of claustrophobic and I couldn't breathe properly. It was kind of funny because the ambulance dude was kind of freaking out, trying to help me breathe. But the minute they started playing "The Number of the Beast", me and Steph grabbed each other and ran back to the show and managed to get to first row. We enjoyed "The Trooper", "Powerslave", "Run to the Hills", "Revelations", "Hallowed Be Thy Name", "The Clairvoyant" (WITH EDDIE), and of course the much anticipated (for me at least) "Fear of the Dark". Check it out.