BOYS.

Alright, It is officially decided that I'm going to either the land down under, or the ultra urban chic country England. Most likely England. I'm closer to everything else. If you wonder why? just so they can rub off their sexy accent for me. Partly Joking. But seriously, just to have a great time with some folks I went to school with in Toronto. Although, I'm not quite sure if I'll be happy with the weather most of the time. Ah! We'll see. Cheers to this summer!

Great Furious Love

Love is our greatest weapon, and non the less. Love defeats all darkness. Where Love is the light of pure beauty, pure influence. We could not win the war against darkness without Love carried within us. His Love could never be so pure. Throughout all the things He's done for us, it was all out of Love. His Love and grace. I love this prayer Paul speaks in Ephesians 3:16-21

"I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge-that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen."

Obvious

As you can tell for those readers out there, Blogging is not really in my nature. I don't do it every so often. 7 months passed = now 14 blogs. Let me tell you, that's successful!

Wants to punch, and pull my hair out...

What do I get for coming into work, doing my job, and keeping my mouth shut? Everything! i must say it's the cherry on top to be getting complaints about me "taking too many vacations". Which is absolutely ridiculous! I mean I don't have the title of being full time staff; I have all right to take a vacation every once and a awhile. If i tell my boss I'm taking it off before hand, than I'm doing the job right... right?

Going back.

Going back onto my 'Hello Gorgeous!' post from earlier, I found out once I got the salon that my hairdresser wasn't a women after all. And all this to say, I found it funny 'cause I walked in with my Mum, expecting it to be a women, although it wasn't. So with those intentions, We made it very clear to the receptionist that I was seeing a women named Seline. She looked at us dumbfounded, and said it was a man. Embarrassed, my walked turned around to look at me with wide eyes, and started to giggle. Sitting down, I looked at myself in the mirrior and saw her in the background her old wide eyes still going on. Haha! My hair turned out to be more than what I expected. So I came back home and had a dancing celebration instead of a crying one.
NOTE TO SELF: I love those stereotypical gay mens who walk as if they are holding the greatest thrown. It's awesome, yet hilarious.

Felling Lucky?

Ahoy Mate! It`s St. Patrick`s day you old fella. This might be a day for some to get to the closest bar and get their brains destroyed and an acid reflex feeling up their throat (aftermath). But for some it`s a day to celebrate. Like me, and my intentions are not to go along with the other crew. Anyways, I just thought I would write something down for this lovely holiday. So there ya go y`all! Vola! Bonne journee a tous! Now go catcha lucky leprechaun why don`t chea!

Hello Gorgeous!

BAM! Steph's back! Yes, after a long period of time, I came across my bl0g once more. Today's Subject: Hair Cut; It's a urgent update! So I'm deciding on what to change again once more with my hair. I thought to myself " Why don't I get a fringe again?" I mean why not right? It's not like they didn't mess up on what I wanted before? HA! WRONG! So due to further nightmares of horrific haircuts and the obsession of getting my hairdresser back, I'm going with my gut feeling deep down inside, ( like I always do, mhhh..) and getting a darn hair cut. I'm getting it in t-minus 59 minutes to look like Taylor Momsen’s.

SURPRISE! and guess what? I'm getting it cut by not a regular, but by a women I have never met before. Me, myself are stunned by this miraculous decision I've just made. I was thinking of getting this type of haircut for quite a bit of time now, just by the reaction I had once it was seen by my eyes and forevermore shoved in my memory cabinet. OH! My Gosh! I can't contain my excitment. That’s not to say I’m not doing my fair share of freaking the heck out. So the time is running out shortly to walk out my front door and on my way to the salon. Anyway, without further adieu, I would like to present my future hair

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