it's all up in the air

weird weird weird

today's so rainy and cool, such a harsh contrast to this past week!

so, I got the Senior Student application! I'll be living in res next year, wut wut! I have to move in on fucking August 24th, however. how gross.

I also have an interview lined up for next week at H&M! how awesome! things are (somewhat) going my way today.

now, time for what you've all been waiting for! the friday five.

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1) When you were little what was your favorite TV show?

So many! I grew up in the generation of hella good TV, so there was lots. The Friendly Giant, Marie Soleil, Care Bears, Fred Penner, Mr. Dressup, Sesame Street... Just to name a few.

2) What was your favorite movie?

As a child? I didn't really watch too many movies... I remember Aladdin being really scary, and the Lion King being just off the hook - I was pretty deeply obsessed with Care Bears, however.

3) What is your favorite TV show currently?

Ironically, I don't even really watch that much TV at all. I watch ANTM almost every week, and last year I was obsessed with Medium, what a good show. And in grades 9 and 10 I couldn't live without Boston Public.

4) What is the best movie you have seen so far this year?

This year? Holy shat, I've seen virtually none - um, The Squid and the Whale was pretty cool, I saw that over reading week! And The Ringer with Johnny Knoxville was pretty good, though a wee bit derrogatory.

5) If someone was going to make a movie or TV show about your life, who would play you and why?

Ha, I think Daniel Radcliffe or Adam Brody kind of ressemble me. I mean, I've changed a lot physically, so it would be difficult to find someone (the unfortunate boy) who would ressemble me at a younger age. But as a modern-day teen, definitely Daniel, Adam, or likely Matthew McConaughey for my older years, as I'm told I look like him too. grand!

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I'm off to buy my ticket for the huge student party tonight, and then to buy some liquor as well! huzzah.

getting crunk once again,

joel

why do I write all in lower case? because it's cool.

so, the sun's been shining like mad, and life's good. this week is good.

but as all good weeks have, minor low points arise. and just like in the customer service industry, (when you're much more likely to hear feedback of complaints and not praise,) I usually write when I feel frustrated, it helps me to vent and feel better.

I just sent my essay to my friend ashley, I don't think she thought it was very good at all. she's usually very good at things like this, so this worries me. a lot.

I worked hard on this essay, damnit. and - well, though my frustration isn't even really over my essay, I'm just upset. though I did have a fantastic day, and yesterday was equally fantastic.

how funny it is, how the weather affects our moods, don't you think?

perhaps I'll include some flowers to make me feel better.

ah, I just sneezed incessantly, like seven times in a row! maybe I'm allergic to flowers?

oh, and tomorrow's going to be 16 degrees and sunny, I don't care if everyone's in class or too busy, I'm going to go out and enjoy myself. y'hear?

it's always sunny,

Joel

guitars in march!

Caption: Who knew playing the guitar in March could be so carefree?

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soooo, this week's been astonishingly good thus far. beautiful weather, lack of work, casual lifestyle, things are good. I've even written a song about it ... but first, a bit o' Debbie Downer news.

so, academically I'm much more suck than last semester. primarily Broadcast History, in which my average is a grand 60%. ew. I'm so dissapointed.

but what can you do! oh, and not to mention my hometown's recently become death town, but oh well.

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Guitars In March

You sit you sit down on the yard
You strum away on your guitar
You sing of things I’ve never heard
Yet I understand every word
Your shades block your eyes
The blankets cover your thighs
And I’ve never seen you looking better
And baby, it’s not just the weather

[Chorus]
When the sun is out to play
Don’t want it any other way
The cold is gone, it’s not so hard
We’re happy here out on the yard
The grass is green, dirt’s red as Mars
And we’re out here with our guitars
Just being ourselves

People fly by with their suitcases
Briefcases, reports, it’s on their faces
They’re flying fast, too important
Though it all seems so redundant
We lead lives too, but we’re not the same
We know when to stop, playing that game
We know how to take our time and smile
Oh baby, won’t you come and stay a while?

[Chorus]

They’re running they’re running down the street
Look into their eyes, can they see?
They think we’re the fools, strummin’ away,
Just forgive them, they don’t know anyway
They’ve forgotten to breathe, forgotten to just be
Happy and carefree and sometimes relax
Like you and me
In March

[Chorus]

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aiight, so that's that.

my dear Sarah Alward called me last night, it was amazing as usual. we're going to get married and move to a small southern town in France, we've decided. this is after we become disgustingly rich and famous, of course.

given the recent weather and turn of events, I suddenly don't feel like being in front of my laptop.

peace be with you,

Joel

P.S. does that sound hippie-ish or uber-religious? I don't care.

for your chuckling pleasure.

click on the following link from NatalieDee.com, but only after you've put on your Depends, as you may very well urinate your pants and/or underpants.

clickaroo!

allright, and once you've seen this amazing image, please read the following text, an e-mail sent from my 8-year-old brother Ben... it melts my heart tenfold.

Hi Joel how are you doing? I hope you are having fun in Toronto and I miss you very much.I wish you were home too.March 25, 2006 I played hockey and after that we had a party it was fun but you are more fun. On March 28 the
Southern Crunch starts and I get a free Southern Crunch
practise jersey and a game jersey and a Southern Crunch hockey bag.I love you very much and I hope I see you
in a while. Benoit

oh, my God. how am I even living here with such a letter in my inbox? I don't even know.

I'm done.

yours,

Joel

the friday five, and a few more treats.

My life is spiraling downward... I couldn’t get enough money to go to the Suffocate Me Dry concert. It sucks because they play some of my favorite songs like "Stab My Heart Cause I Love You" and "Rip Apart My Soul" and of course "Stabity, Rip, Stab, Stab." ...And it doesn’t help that I couldn’t get my hair to flippy thing the other day like that guy from that band could do. Somedays.

Lyrics, "I Must Be Emo"

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ha, thought you'd enjoy that. fun times.

so, it's a friday afternoon, I feel a wee bit crap, and a wee bit cool.

I really only want to do the Friday Five, so that's what I'll do. but first, please note my links and personal info have been mysteriously pushed to the very bottom of this page. it'll change soon enough - but just in case you were wondering. I'm suspecting it's because of that title "AHHH (with a million more H's)," but oh well.

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1) Of the various cultures, ethnicities or nationalities you belong to, which most strongly do you consider yourself?

Oh, French, for sure. Well, my Acadian heritage, specifically. I mean, I was basically born into an anglophone household, but I've worked hard to re-gain my Acadian roots and French language, something of which I'm extremely proud. Oh, and I'm also proud to be white, though I'm not sure that's possible without coming off as a white supremicist, so yeah.

2) Is there a culture you cannot claim heritage from but which you feel quite close to?

I've always felt close to the actual French (from France) culture. When I was there last year, I felt I really ... belonged in some way, and I believe I'm going to live in Paris someday.

3) What's one language you wish you knew fluently?

Italian. Or German. I'm already learning Spanish, so that doesn't count. Though Italian is much more romantic than German, let me tell ya. And I love romantic languages.

4) If you could move anywhere in the world and be guaranteed a job, etc., where would you go?

Oh, my God! So many places! My love of big cities and nature... It's really conflicting here. Well, for my love of big cities, London or Paris, most likely Paris. Yeah, Paris. And if in the wilderness... I'd get a job somewhere really obscure in New Brunswick, with just me and the forest. And maybe my significant other. We'll see.

5) If you had a time machine, and could witness any one event without altering or disturbing it, what would you want to see?

Wow, this is definitely "hard question week" on the Friday Five. I'd truly want to go back and see the crucifixion of Jesus Christ. I mean, as macabre and perhaps "demented" as that sounds, I think it's an extremely significant part of world history, let alone for my own religion. Painful to watch beyond belief? Yes. Mind-blowingly significant and important? Yes.

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k, so I haven't the patience for anything else. have a lovely weekend, who knows when I'll write you all next! you'll just have to wait and find out... much like a weekly radio show with exciting adventures!

striving for fame and everything else,

Joel

today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you

and I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now
cause maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me
and after all
you're my Wonderwall

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so, don't bitch me out if those lyrics aren't accurate. I'm just writing them for sentimental and artistics reasons. don't be hatin'.

I wish I had some better news, but I'm afraid I don't. well, I don't have bad news either, just nothing overly cheery. it's kind of a very bleak period right now.

Saint Paddy's Day was a drunken trip to Republik Nightclub, it was hot as hell. Saturday and Sunday were in Burlington, it was really nice, cafes, movies, chilling, NON TORONTONESS. thank God. Ash's parents and house and everything really, was just lovely as can be. I needed it.

however, this week is overwhelming. and frankly, a bit depressing. and that sucks. simply because we all know how optimistic I am, and it's extremely difficult to be bombarded with all of this fucking work. if it weren't for weekends... why, I don't know what I'd do. at all.

last night was Studio 3-7, then SchmoozeFest, where you get to learn from and mingle with industry professionals. though being a television personality is a back-up plan if I'm not famous, so it was fascinating. it's so hard to get a good break, but once you do, it's very much worth it apparantly. optimism is key!

and on that note, I'm going to SLAVE away. again. because I feel guilty for writing here when I could be contributing these words to my 2000-word essay... ew... just think, my summer break's in a month or so!

oh, and R.I.P. Leo McPhee of Milford, a grade 10 teenager who decided to hang himself recently. he went to St. Mach's, and since he is a fellow west-sider, well, I salute him.

trying to overcome and conquer,

JOEL! (hip hip hooray!)

saint paddy's day + burlington = charming weekend

as for Saint Paddy's day, click below to see some pre-drinking pictures compliments of Ashley Miktzel, master photographer.

Saint Patrick's Day Pre-Drinking

and I'll write about Burlington later.

whoa, Burlington.

yours far away,

Joel

all the brievity you can eat!

yes, once again, I must be brief. sorry, it's called university.

so this past week was rather allright. tuesday was an embarassing ordeal for missing the job interview, but I'm going again today. no worries, I guess.

um, wednesday was fun, Studio's amazing, so much better than EFP. (EFP = Electronic Field Production, horrible class. augh.)

last night I had the BEST PIZZA EVER at the ILLC. (ILLC = residence restaurant.) oh my God. SO GOOD. it almost made my week, but not quite!

as for tonight - well, let me just say I've put all of this text in green for a good reason - SAINT PADDY'S DAY! YAAAAAAAAAY!!! I actually am one fourth Irish, so my mom actually told me today "I can celebrate all I want." WOW. haha, that's... rare for my mom to give me such permission. though I believe she's thinking "everyone take off your shoes, grab a glass of pop, and we'll have a sock hop!"

...which is exactly what I'll be doing, of course.

k, so before I leave you, IT'S TIME FOR THE FRIDAY FIVE! and it'll actually be on a Friday this time. whoa, dudes.

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1) If you were to star in a movie, who would you want to be cast as your love interest?

Ohhhhh, SO MANY OPTIONS. HOLY. Number one would be Nicole Kidman, undoubtedly. Kate Blanchett, Mandy Moore, Jessica Simpson, CINTIA DICKER, Rachel McAdams, and JULIANNE MOORE! OOO YAAAAAAAA. What an exciting question.

2) What genre of movie would you most like to star in?

Based on that last question, a romatic comedy would be very much to my liking. Perhaps "Love Actually 2"!

3) What song would you insist be on the soundtrack?

For some odd reason, The Killers' "Smile Like You Mean It" comes to mind. I'm listening to it right now, and it's not very romantic... OH probably this really obscure song called "Need To Feel Loved," by Reflekt ft. Decline Bass. Google it, it's beautiful.

4) What would you wear to the premiere of your movie?

Oh, Armani. I'm a class act.

5) Who would you thank in your Oscar acceptance speech?

I've often practiced, so how nice you ask! I'd thank [in this order,] God, my parents, my family, (though they're the same thing, but you know,) all of my friends, the person who gave me my first big break, the cast and crew, all of the other extremely talented nominees, and all of my amazing friends and others who believed in me. Last but not least, my beautiful wife, Cintia Dicker.

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la fin.

a vous,

Joel

so, yeah, it's like, really exciting.

I have zero time to write in here. I just wanted to post something really exciting.

click here, and then look for number 75. that's right baby... bronze medalist. it's me.

your boy in TO,

Joel

Coldplay, "Clocks"

late late late on a Sunday evening, I should be sleeping with the nutty day I have ahead of me, but instead I'm whiling away the time on my beloved blog, "Jump Into My Life." <3. color="#ffff00">You know you're from Saint John when...
1. You see nothing wrong with one family owning 90% of the city.
2. You see crazy people as funny and entertaining instead of scary and frightening.
3. You remember all the previous names for the bars downtown.
4. You're a fan of Elsie Wayne and have seen her dance at hockey games.
5. You made fun of Harbour Station's name when it first came out but now you like it.
6. You've gotten used to the "Saint John " plastic eyesore that greets you when you come in to the city.
7. The Loyalist man billboard doesn't make you want to turn around and go somewhere else.
8. You believe O'Leary's is the greatest pub in the universe.
9. Apparantly isn't a real number.
10. All your friends have worked in a call-centre at one time or another.
11. You parents let you actually go to the Ex even though none of the staff looked capable of operating a toaster, let alone a complicated piece of machinery
12. You refer to McAllister Place as "the mall" since every other mall in Saint John pretty much blows.
13. You remember heated rivalries between St. Macs and Saint John High even though you had about the same number of friends in both no matter what high school you went to.
14. You've spent many a Thursday night at the AQ even though you hated that fat radio guy host.
15. You don't think the West side smells that bad.
16. You have an oil refinery in your back yard but still pay more for gas then most of Canada.
17. You're pretty sure you know the location of at least one downtown crackhouse.
18. You're not freaked out by having an 19th century graveyard right in the middle of the uptown area, and actually use it as a place to relax.
19. You prefer to drive in a snowstorm, because at least then, all the effing pot holes are filled in.
20. You've spent many summer Wednesdays on the boardwalk at Saint John Idol but have seen more teens fight than you've heard people sing. (Submitted by Mariel.)
21. You spend cruise ship days being stared at by tourists, begged for directions and plugging your nose. (Submitted by Mariel.)
22. Before they got rid of it, hearing the foghorn on Partridge Island was completely normal, a reassuring sound you heard every night before falling asleep. (Submitted by me.)
23. You laugh at tourists when they get thrown into the ocean while trying to dance with the waves as the tail of a hurricane hits the coast. (Submitted by me.)
24. You think dulse is sexy as hell. (Submitted by me.)

25. When it is not a big deal to drive through fog so thick that you can't see where you are going or if you are going hit something or someone. (Submitted by my mom.)

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wow, this wasn't so short after all.

leave me one.

your love,

joel

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Yes, I sure would say that title describes how I'm feeling right now quite accurately.

Looks like I'm all ready for a brand-new weekend very much like the last one: Nothing to do, wondering why things are going dowhill, me pretending to be happy, and getting minimal amounts of work done!

I submitted four resumes Sunday, not one of those stores have called me back, (I've called them all, they told me "we'll call you.") I was supposed to go to Burlington this weekend with Ash to escape T.O. and get a much-appreciated change of scenery. That's not happening, she's extremely sick and is worried I'll become sick like her. I feel very very badly, don't get me wrong, and I really hope she gets better very soon.

*Flushhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*

Ah, there's the sound of my weekend!

Last night I decided to go out, it was amazing fun!! A few weird spots, making for really good stories, but fantastic times! Unfortunately, I have 8AM class Fridays, which is why I should never go clubbing on Thursday nights ever again. 2:30AM to bed, 7:10AM to wake up... Lack of sleep + Joel = Whoaaaaaaaaa trippy as fuck. I just tried to take a nap, and the only result is me feeling very lightheaded, like the Care Bears are about to jump out of my closet and a marching band is about to fly by my window. I feel ever-so-slightly nauseous, to be honest.

Tonight's the Residence Semi-Formal... I'd be going, but the tickets were just so gosh darn expensive. I hope everyone who goes has a great time, truly I do. I'm just... I can't type anymore.

You're enjoying your day
Everything's going your way
Then along comes Daniel Downer
Always there to tell you 'bout a new disease,
A car accident or killer bees
You'll beg her to spare you,
"Daniel, please!"
But you can't stop Daniel Downer!

This aformentioned little text is simply to apologize for my downer-ness lately. If Joel Vautour's depressed about something, you know it's gotta be bad! Hahaha, but I actually feel better, and I truly do believe something amazing is about to happen very soon.

Yours,

Joel

moving on, I'm gonna be a star someday

oh, my, goodness. that was dramatic. but you can't blame me.

so, it was a pretty rough weekend. needless to say. and needless to elaborate. the key information here is that I'm trying my very best to move on.

so, this week! and today was pretty nuts. got my haircut, and did all the other usual things mondays consist of. but it was special, because everyone just seemed to ... compliment me today, it was an unusually good start to the week. huzzah!

this coming weekend I'm hoping to go out clubbing friday night, but only if I get some kind of job offer, I'm breaking my bank so much right now, it's retarded. since December, I've dropped from $1700 to $1050... oh, God. this is ridiculous. so, I'm not going out Friday if I've not finished enough work, and if I've not had a job offer. we'll see. and then Saturday and Sunday I'll likely (finally) be going to Burlington with Ash, we had a huge discussion last night @ Starbucks on Church Street. while the Oscars were going on.

speaking of the Oscars, (nice segue, eh?) Nicole Kidman and Naomi Watts and Reese Witherspoon = hottest threesome possible, wouldn't you say? oh, my Lord, so hot. k, enough with my overactive imagination.

time for a new Friday Five! though it's Monday, I know.

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1. Who was your favorite all time teacher(s)?

I have three. Grade two, Mme. Chevarie, though she's now "Mme. Maillet." She was fantastic! Grade seven, Mme. Pinet absolutely made my life, it was a treat to be in her class, I absolutely breezed through that year. Finally, Kate Vihvelin, my high school English teacher, I adore her. The party at her house over Christmas break was beautiful.

2. What did they teach?

Mme. Chevarie and Mme. Pinet taught everything, and Kate taught English, being an English teacher and all.

3. What is your best memory from that class?

Mme. Chevarie: Putting seeds in a cup and watching our plants grow more and more every day.

Mme. Pinet: The all-night sleepover party, which included a school-wide pitch-black game of hide-and-go-seek. Absolutely amazing. Not to mention raising the most canned food in the school and winning a super-obese party sub!

Kate: Too many! I loved how she asked us insightful questions while she took the attendance... "When I ask your name, tell me your motto of the week." Not to mention her send-off grad party in June, and her Christmas party. What a good teacher.

4. Did you ever have a crush on a teacher and if so who?

Haha, totally Mme. Chevarie in grade two, totally.

5. What is the craziest/wildest/weirdest thing you (or someone you know) ever did at school?

Once again, I've done many. Um, I guess the time I played the song on the piano at my grad ceremony was pretty nuts. I've partook in many weird student council activities, and I've just been weird every day.

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i'm out.

this is so fucking awful.

holy bloody fuck. I've never had an emo moment this severe before. (this is the alcohol talking, not me:)

no, I didn't get the open call.

no, I didn't get employed at Hollister.

no, I didn't get to a be a fucking presenter at the fucking TARA Awards.

yes, I'm going to act happy in front of everyone and pretend that it's fine.

yes, I'm going to pretend to be happy for those who succeeded where I failed.

yes, I feel like a fucking tool.

no, I don't want to talk about it.

yes, I'm ashamed.

yes, I'm fucking crushed and devastated.

and no, I'm not optimistic anymore.

no one is going to read this, let alone care.

yes, all anyone can say is "aw, no! it'll get better soon," and nothing can hide the sting whenever I think about this.

no, I'm not taking this too hard, you tool.

WHAT THE FUCK. I DESERVED TO AT LEAST BE A FUCKING PRESENTER. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? EVERYTHING I'VE AUDITIONED FOR OR TRIED OUT FOR SO FAR THIS YEAR HAS LET TO DISSAPOINTMENT.

maybe I'm not at the right place after all.

don't flatter yourself; it's unflattering.

Caption: Some shots I took from my "LazySundayNewAngle" photo album, taken this past Sunday. My goal was to take shots that would make you see a brand new angle on things you see every day. Oh, photography, you're sexy as hell.

Mmk! I really don't want to write very much today, just to say I'm alive and well. I'M DONE WITH EFP, THANK YOU JESUS ALLMIGHTY! Remember... EFP, that dreadful class that made me want to kill myself? Yeah, well that's all finished now. THANK GOD.

I'm still waiting for Hollister to get back to me. I really hope they do tomorrow! I really want that job, how funny is that! ...Not very.

So, the main attraction of this glimpse into my life is THE AIR FARCE AND OTHER THRILLING ACTIVITIES EXTRAVAGANZA! Tonight I'm going out to dinner at East Side Mario's with Ash, Dan from floor 8, and Ashley MikitzuLL. (Yes, it's spelled MikitzuLL.) It'll be so nice!

We'll be going from there to the Air Farce, VIP tickets, HOT HOT HOT! I love the Air Farce.

And as if THAT wasn't thrilling enough, Carling, Annie, Brock, and I are going to PICADILLY CIRCUS! HOORAY! Oh baby, this'll be hot.

As for tomorrow - ROM with Ash and then DANCE CAVE! It's edgy, but I'm going outside the box and trying something different, it'll be hot. I hope.

Saturday: Writing conference from like, 9-4:30, and then going to the TARA Award Cast Annoucement party, to see if I'm going to be a presenter! Good times!

And that's all for now, so take care, share, and work hard in school! Stay safe!!!

Your badass,

Joel

P.S. It's official: Canadian Idol this April!