tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70010725907073862122024-11-08T10:26:32.072-05:00Any and everything that is small, yet intriguing...Philip Zavehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04749284968186179915noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7001072590707386212.post-6245357603380725402011-06-29T01:45:00.000-04:002011-06-29T01:45:42.367-04:00

I have had a strong interest in the topic of love for the past ten years. A quiet interest, that I mainly keep to myself, but an interest none the less. And what I have come to learn is that each person is a unique individual. Every single person that reads this is a completely unique individual. But every person is looking for love, in some form, each of you are looking for love whether it be

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I don't usually kiss on the first date. I have never kissed a girl on the first date, until today. I dropped you off, slightly down the street from where you live. You looked very beautiful, my hands were clammy. I was nervous because I knew what I wanted to do, but I didn't know if I would do it. We talked first, about whatever, family, who cares. I was preoccupied. Eventually the conversation

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Look at all of the places I have been. Look at all of the people I've met. Look at all of the things that I enjoy. Look at me. Without you. Look at all of the songs we listen to. Look at all of the accomplishments we share. Look at all of the words we say (and don't say) to each other. Look at me. With you. Look at all of the hobbies I now have.Look at all of the parties I am invited to. 

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A beautiful girl who I just met starts to dance with me. She smiles and I don't understand. Does she like me, does she think I am funny?But she smilesand we dance I sit back downtalk to friendsgrab a drinkand she's thereso I walk up,"what are you getting?""who knows?"We cheers, and chugand we dance My back is tappedconversations with friendswe part and I look backshe's looking backconversations

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Put on a sad song. And brush your fingers through my hair. Remove those vintage khakis and lilac dress. Embrace the humidity in the air, take a long breath in. Kiss my neck. A cool breeze rushes thru. on a summer afternoon Put on a sad song. And your black, blue, geen eyeliner starts to run. A rose from three months ago - and a day- still lays on your desk. You smile when you

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Where is all of the snow? Rainy Christmas? I am not complaining- It is less cold this way. Anyway, hope everybody has had a wonderful holiday. Mine is going well, though I just got sick... On Christmas eve me and my friend Erin decided to go for a drive and see if anything was open. Naturally we drove over to Bathurst-- the Jewish part of the city. To our surprise there wasn't a single

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Chanukah is over, but my two week break from school has just begun fortunately. On the third night of Chanukah I had some close friends over and I make some Turkey, Challah, and Latkes. We played Rummicub and make a makeshift Menorah our of tea lights. It was quite delightful. On the last night of Chanukah, the night I arrived home to Toronto, I was given some gelt (chocolate money) from my

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Tonight is the first night of Chanukah- A time when Jews get together, light candles, eat delicious fried foods, and chocolate wrapped in gold foil. Its a good thing my mum called me earlier today to remind me--- I can't turn my head without seeing a Christmas decoration, yet I don't even know when Chanukah starts. I suppose I am grateful that the holiday isn't shoved down my throat. It feels

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Send your own ElfYourself eCards ElfYourself is a great treat for a good laugh or a good source of procrastination. In only a few simple steps you can upload a few pictures of you and your friend's ridiculous faces and you will get a great video of song and dance starring you. The great part is that you can do it as many times as you want with as many pictures as you want and it continues to

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Tonight I made Potato Pizza for dinner. My world changed when I discovered this pizza. I, like many, always thought pizza fell under a few strict guidelines-- It required tomato sauce, cheese, came piled with traditional pizza toppings, and hopefully tasted delicious. When I was in grade 11 though, a couple of my friends on a couple separate occasions subjected me to an entirely new pizza

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 (Source) Snow With Snow Comes... Chilly walks home With chilly walks home comes... Snow people With snow people comes... Snow ball fights With snow ball fights comes... Bundling up in lots and lots of layers With this bundling up comes... Hot chocolate With hot chocolate comes... Smiles With smiles comes... December holidays With december holidays comes... Family and friends With

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Alcohol in pill form... More convenient alcohol! (Credit) "A researcher at a Russian university has developed a powdered form of alcohol that will soon make the consumption of vodka more convenient. From The Times of India: Russian professor Evgeny Moskalev of Saint Petersburg Technological University has evolved a technique that allows turning alcohol into powder and packing it in pills. The

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(Props to Jessica Diana for the picture) You don't know what you have until after it is gone. These words are so true, yet so bitter. Have you ever lost your wallet? Your cell phone? Your iPod? Have you ever dropped an ice cream cone? Lived through a power failure? Gotten so sick that you couldn't get out of bed? Have you ever been in a play or a class or a team? That one day... just...

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Want to cure a hangover? Laugh. Laughing has been proven to make you forget about a hangover within seconds... Okay -- Maybe a I made that up. BUT - that doesn't mean an excited kitten isn't a great thing to be watching on Sunday mornings..

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***School Assignment Alert***** "The End" of Television, Print, and Radio... may be closer than any of us would imagine. (source) According to Pop Culture expert Jian Ghomeshi in a three part CBC special titled, "The End" the internet could soon take over all of these mediums and more. Or, at the very least, the 2.0 (user interaction and content) generation will be changing

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(Source) Me and my close friends have an ongoing debate as to whether the mysterious, "all natural", Cold-FX pill actually boosts your immune system or is just a fifty dollar placebo. Whether or not they work, what could be more hilarious then people giving testimonials for a ginsing pill? If they are going to help me get through my week then honestly- to me- it does not matter either way...

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I suppose I will make this week theatre week because, well, theatre is consuming my life this week. (Source) I will start out by saying that Jason Robert Brown is one of my idols. His ability to write music is incomparably brilliant. His songs are emotional, energetic, and exquisite. I am talking about him today because, for the second time, I saw him preform live tonight (last night now) at

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I am a drama nerd. I love watching theatre, working at the theatre, and being in theatre. Currently I am playing the role Moritz Stiefel in Theatre Western's production of Spring Awakening. This is why I feel it is an opportune moment for me to blog about why I find theatre to be such an exhilarating experience. And what better way than in list form... here goes: 1. Of all the entertainment

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Something really neat has happened in the city of London, Ontario-- The entire public transit system has decided to go on strike. ----- London, Ontario is a city with thirty thousand university students. Problem? You would think so, but something-- actually kind of beautiful-- has come out of this predicament-- A new sense of community. Mustangs Moving Mustangs is a contingency plan set up

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Make a wish... (Credit) At four am the streets are empty. At four am the city is closed. At four am the shooting stars come out. Driving down Wonderland with the windows rolled down- music blaring- Driving toward the place where the streetlights end Driving north Zero Degrees Tim Horton's Hot Chocolate Large- please. Continue down the road... Light, Light, Dark, Brights... Giant stop sign--

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Anybody remember velcro? (credit) I bet even if you do remember velcro, even if you wore it today, you didn't know that velcro has a twitter and a website. What could be a more lazy, time saving innovation than velcro? And honestly what could look much cooler? (Credit) The use of velcro makes such a happy sound too! I suppose the only reason I don't insist on finding velcro shoes is

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 Okay, so sometimes you have a day where you need to watch somebody do something unbelievably stupid. Well- get ready for it... This video will feed your hunger... Was that not amazing? You may be wondering why he is doing such a ridiculous thing? And the answer is-- all in the name of internet collaberation. For the past 10 weeks Charlie, and a bunch of other famous UK youtubers have

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This is going to be a rant post, but you know what? Everybody deserves a rant post every once in a while right? Let's get to it! iPod Headphones SUCK! How so? Well, where should I begin? I just bought an iPod touch a week ago and needless to say, I am quite fond of it. Let me tell you-- I am almost glad I lost my 4 gigabyte iPod nano. On the other hand, I am not glad that I lost my Pod Nano's

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On bench I look at the world as if, for one small moment, I am outside of it, overlooking. In the far off distance I see vague images of buildings. The buildings are probably empty for the day, or maybe filled with students studying, or janitors cleaning. A little closer I see a vast field, in hill form. It contains one willow tree, just waiting...wanting somebody to sit underneath it, but it

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Okay, so, in a world where we are BOMBARDED with advertisements, you gotta think majorly outside the box to get people's attentions. I think Mr. Christie has done it. Nothing could make you want an oreo more than an elevator sized Oreo being dipped into an elevator sized glass of milk. As I said before-- "the milk is not what matters" -- or rather "the Oreo is not what matters" -- what

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