Rapist released in Peel... and then arrested again

It boggles the mind that the justice system would allow Roger Charles Waddling, someone who is listed as a high risk offender, to be released into a dense community in an area which is also close to schools. This 29 year old, with an extensive list of criminal offenses including rape, refused treatment in prison yet still found himself leaving prison. When I read about it in the paper and watched it on the news, it pissed the shit out of me because he was going into the same neighbourhood that a very close friend lives in. What was our warning? The simple statement from the police saying that the person was high risk and likely to offend again (which by the way was everything the police could possibly do to warn the community). So why the fuck would you let him out of prison? I'd like to think that if a person was really remorseful of their past crimes, got treatment, and vowed never to do it again, I'd feel more compassionate and would give the person a chance to re-enter society.

Luckily the idiot screwed himself over and was arrested again only a few hours after his release. He was caught breaking his probation by purchasing booze. However, he'll get another chance at probation this Thursday. Hopefully the courts will be smarter this time around.

"I hate __________ day"

Today I sat slouched on the couch watching the latest episode of Laguna Beach. A terrible, terrible show that I'm addicted to (more so for the funny aftershow). Today's episode was titled, "I hate Valentine's Day". Obviously the show was pre-taped and a little behind seeing how today is Mother's day and not Valentine's day. However, that is besides the point. Take note of the "I hate Valentine's day", modify it to "I hate ________ day" and then insert the word Mother. In fact, you can insert whichever holiday you hate. In some cases it might not make sense so you can re-write the whole fucking statement.

LC's pain about Valentine's day isn't much different than how I feel about Valentine's day, not to mention any day that requires a family gathering, birthdays, and any other day commemorating some member of the family. Something along the lines of: lonely, depressed and angry. For the most part, it's all super commercialized (you need to buy what everyone will say is an adequate present) or if you try to be unique and do something a little different (maybe something homemade) there's no sense of appreciation or acknowledgement. Garbage. Everything is always garbage.

Saddest day of my life

Okay, so it's probably a little over dramatic to say that today was the saddest day of my life. But you know when you're so goddamn fucking obsessed with going to a certain concert you do everything you possibly can to get tickets?

Radiohead. The bane of my existence.

I don't think I've been this excited to see a band since 3 years ago when I managed to get tickets that would eventually get us to front row at a Coldplay concert. I spent this week preparing, checking for pre-sales, American Express jump the line and nothing. Yesterday night I checked to make sure all of my information was correct so that I could just log in and buy my tickets.

Here is a re-cap of my ordeal:

10:00 am- Sale starts, I enter 2 tickets
10:01 am- I've got my tickets and processing order
10:02 am- Error in processing
10:03 am- no more tickets

3 MINUTES!!! I wanted to cry. Even at 10:01 when I had my tickets on hold they were the second mezzanine. The only solace I have is in the fact that I would have paid over $160 for tickets that would have been so far away so maybe it wouldn't have been worth it. BUT RADIOHEAD LIVE! I think for once, I wish it was 2 stadium shows with a seating of 5,000 plus for each show :(

Sweet Jesus, my face is burning

For the past few weeks my skin has been going crazy on me. I'm not covered in pimples or anything, but is it too much to ask to move into the spring season with clear skin? I don't want to describe myself as a vain person, but it's really important to me to feel good about the way I look. For a long time I've tired to go down the natural path to clear skin but nothing's worked! So today, I biked to my local Shoppers and fed up with my bad skin I decided to pick up the whole friggin line of their Pure Solutions skin treatment line. I was really excited to try it just at the thought that this could make my skin clear.

I washed my face with the exfoliating wash and found that it tingled a little. Well fucking hell the tingling turned into a burning. I stood up to look at myself in the mirror, eye watery and skin red, and all I could hear was my mom's voice saying, "too bad you can't find a boyfriend" and then my own voice saying, "look at me now. I'm a lobster." I used the refining toner in hopes that it would cool down my skin but that made my skin burn even worse. You know that feeling where you think something is so bad you don't know what to do except whimper? Well I was whimpering and then close to crying.

My skin has gone back it's normal colour, but kids, let this be a lesson: just be happy and embrace your bad skin. Nothing can be as bad as having your skin burn away from a face wash!