Thursday, November 25, 2004


posted at 8:07pm by: suj


The Good, The Bad, and The Suj


The GOOD: I actually had a somewhat of a long conversation yesterday with Evaleen aka ‘The Girl that I’ve been pining over’. I made her laugh with my really unprepared two minute Public Relations presentation where I burst into a magic trick (the whole separating thumb gag) half way through because I quickly went into all my points in the first minute. During the whole presentation I said some of the most ridiculous things such as "rock em sock em attack of emotions" and the aforementioned magic trick to the amusement of my fellow peers (especially Evaleen) but I’m certain my professor wasn’t too amused cause frankly this was suppose to be a "formal" presentation, though to protest that notion I was dressed for the occasion suit and tie et all.


The BAD: So, during the conversation with Evaleen I was suddenly struck with the common disease known as foot in mouth. I somehow started talking about Dawson's Creek (I thought her being a chick and all would be into that show, but I was wrong) and my vast knowledge of said show did not work in my favor. This next bit can partially go into the good news, but thanks to the foot in mouth it’s being said here. So, she complemented me on my keen fashion sense and said something along the lines of "I really like the way you dress" and or "You have the best sense of fashion out of anyone here" after she said that I could have said something sly and smooth like "your not so bad yourself" followed by a seductive wink or "Hey baby lets say you come a little closer to this body that lays underneath these clothes you obviously enjoy." But since having no skills (see: 3 posts below) I just nodded and said thanks.


Essentially we got to know each other a little more, but I’m just a fucking asshole and I really need to smarten up and get my fucking act together if anything is to happen.


...theme from mission impossible starts: my mission if I choose to accept it is to make my move already and stop being a fucking loser.











Tuesday, November 23, 2004


posted at 10:57pm by: suj


An ode to Denise Richards...


With her Playboy issue soon approaching newsstands everywhere I would like to thank her with this poem:


"...Ever since I saw that scene in wild things
You always were able to make my pants ring
And now that you've graced the pages of playboy
Your tits and your ass are for me to enjoy..."


- suj





Other Celeberites I Wish One Day Will Bare It All For Playboy:
- Natalie Portman
- Tara Ried (strach that I've seen enough of her corose looking tits to the extent that it gives me nightmares)
- Bea Arthur or any of the Golden Girls crew expect for Blanche, I hate that bitch
- Rachel Bilson
- Mandy Moore
- Kate Bosworth
- Ashley Olsen (although Mary-Kate is the more realistic choice, she is the coke whore of the two)



...and a whole slew of others and to name them all would take up all the space on this crappy little site of mine. So, now I got this fucking journalism paper to get cracking on, but before that its time for the Daily Show.











Friday, November 19, 2004


posted at 2:17pm by: suj


05' Concerts I Must Attend


So I was scrolling around the intense environment of the Webber-Net and I came across what is to become two of the most musically innovative and musically exhilarating shows to stop by the great city of Toronto. The first being Bright Eyes a band that I’ve been dying to see and come new year I’ll be able to whiteness the quintessential Conner Oberst in all his glory on the 21st of January at The Phoenix Concert Theater. Next up will be a whirl wind attack that will leave me breathless at shows end in the vein of the first annual Taste of Chaos tour (the winters answer to the Warped Tour). The lineup consist of The Used, My Chemical Romance, Killswitch Engage, Senses Fail and A Static Lullaby who'll all be rocking out at a TBA venue somewhere in Toronto on the 4th of March.


...and I just got my hands on the two new Bright Eyes albums (which don't come out untill the 25th of January) and let me tell you there both just fuckingly amazing and may perhaps cure cancer.











Thursday, November 18, 2004


posted at 11:59pm by: suj


"They call kids like me vicious and carved out of stone-but for what I’ve become I only feel more alone"


I am such a fucking loser. Why can't I just walk up to her? She's standing right there. Talk to her Justin, talk to her. You can do it dude, your the fucking man. Fuck dude she's right there. Man you are such a loser....those are just a few of the phrases that were running through my head earlier today. I am a fucking idiot and it’s been roughly a week since I said to myself "Yes I will make a move" and as you can tell from the above I have yet to make my move. This week has just been horribly miserable for me and not just the whole Monday conundrum, but especially the whole Evaleen predicament. You should have just seen her on Wednesday she looked so fucking beautiful all dressed up for this PR presentation. She had this innocence to her while talking in front of the class that just made me that much more into her. I need skills and not just the whole making-myself-look-like-a-jackass skills cause I got that one down to a tee and like the great philosopher known simply as Napoleon Dynamite once said - "Girls only want boyfriends who have great skills. You know, like nunchuck skills, bowhunting skills, computer hacking skills..."











Tuesday, November 16, 2004


posted at 6:40pm by: suj


"The record wont stop skipping and the lies wont stop slipping"


We all need sleep to operate normal in life, without it we end up looking like zombies within a Romero movie and by the looks of today I was the films leading man.


At 5am with roughly two hours of sleep I slowly made my way to Humber College with various places becoming my portable bed. The uncomfortable greenish blue seats of the Go Train provided dreams involving a pie eating contest and a heavy make out session with model/actress Josie Maran. The dirty red smells like ass seats of the subway gave way to a weird messed up dream that consisted of me, Spongebob, Butters, and Tommy the green power ranger trying to save the world’s food supply by battling a gigantic and hungry Star Jones. Lastly the confines of a bus provided an intense strip tennis match between me and Anna Kournikova, but before I was able to score the last point and the piece of clothing between Anna’s head and stomach I arrived at school to slowly watch as my soul get devoured by the demon known as boredom.


Random Notes:
- New fall out boy lyrics rule all...Pete is a clever evil genius
- Can Natalie Portman be any hotter? Yes
- I hate pre-flop betting at playtigergamings hold'em tables
- Max Fisher is my idol
- I want to fuck Kristen Bell and or Kristen Bell as Veronica Mars
- I want to see a show co-starring both Alf and Webster
- Dave Coulier's tv comeback should be a spin-off called "Joey gets Woodchucked"


....that is all for now.











Monday, November 15, 2004


posted at 5:23pm by: suj


"Bury me standing on your window with this cinder block in hand"


Well, it’s only five or so o' clock and I can honestly say that today has been the worst day of my life. The day started off like others before it with me waking up early, hitting the snooze button, waking up, hitting the snooze button, and then finally waking up feeling oh so fucking tired. Did the whole morning routine. Got to my car and drove off to the Go station.


It seems my day thus far isn't half bad that is until I rear-ended someone, yup a fucking car accident, a few scratches here and there my fucking fault. After that I almost missed the train, made it barley with he doors crashing into my blue worn out knapsack. For the whole forty minutes on the train all I could think about is how mad my Dad will be? Sure it was a small accident, but you know how parents react to all that shit. Lucky for me I was able to calm myself down thanks to a little invention called the iPod and tunes coming from an album entitled "Take This to Your Grave" by the Chicago heavy hitters Fall Out Boy to which I’ve been listening to from front to back for the past two to three weeks.


Got to photography class a couple of minutes late. An assignment was handed out where we hand to bring colours into a black and white picture using all the wonderful functions of Photoshop. This would have been fine and dandy, but the fucking computer wouldn't fucking log me in. So after 10 minutes and several shrugs of the teacher a computer tech came in and saved the day. It went something like that.


Next up journalism class to where we had a test that I did not study for and to add more insult to injury today was the day that I was suppose to "make my move" with the girl that I’ve pining over, but thanks to all the events that occurred earlier I wasn't really in the mood to turn on the suj charm. So what's left for tonight? Two fucking essays to write up which are due tomorrow...


To sum the day up: a car accident, fucked up computer, a test that I think I failed, another missed opportunity, and two fucking essays...Yup fucking worst day ever or what some idiots call a “bad case of the Monday’s”.











Sunday, November 14, 2004


posted at 10:30am by: suj


This Photograph Is Proof.





TAKING BACK SUNDAY live at the kool haus, tonight. I'll be there will you?











Wednesday, November 10, 2004


posted at 9:35pm by: suj


Tara Reid and her disgusting left nipple.

So, a couple days back Tara Reid attended P.Diddy's birthday and during the red carpet arrivals her dress had a wardrobe malfunction....so, if you live in a rock somewhere and have yet to see the pics head over to this site - gorillamask.net.


Now, i'm off to watch the flick "Bottle Rocket" for the forth time. Why? I'm writing a paper on Wes Anderson...tomorrow's flick: "Rushmore".

Monday, November 8, 2004


posted at 7:27pm by: suj


"Do you like apples?...Yeah...Well, I got her number. How do you like them apples?"


This is what happened. I was in photography class sequestered in one of the four corners of the room, the one closest to the exit, jumbling together my environmental portrait assignment which I just did the night before, very typical of me. While doing said assignment “The Girl” that I’ve been pining over (ever since the first week of classes) suddenly sits right next to me. Why? Well at first it’s because she had to unload her pictures from her digital camera into the comp beside me since her original comp got all Jason Voorhees on her.


So…when all her pictures were unloaded and the awkward silence between us started to become utterly painful (I should have started a conversation, but like I’ve said many times I ‘m just a fuckin moron who has zero confidence in himself unless there are drinks involved or a discussion comes up about the works of one Danny Glover) She calls out and says something along the lines of “Justin your so fucking hot, you want to make out?...well it wasn’t really like that it. The conversation was simply put about transportation (I have no idea how that topic came about) which ended in her giving me her number and offering a ride to which I tried to play it cool but my actions came off as stupi. I couldn’t control my words and started blabbing out shit that shouldn’t have been said at the time. Anyways the thing that makes me think that this isn’t just a kind gesture is the fact that where I live is kind of out of the way from where she lives especially since we must head westbound to get to school. Could this just be a kind gesture from one classmate to another? or something more? or just simply wishful thinking on my part? Only time will tell…


...on a late night note: tune into Jimmy Kimmel tonight cause a great music is playing on stage in the form of Jenny Lewis and her band Rilo Kiley.











Saturday, November 6, 2004


posted at 9:15pm by: suj


I'm Back Muther Fuckers...


Welcome to There Are No Rules Version 8.0. Lots of shit still needs to be worked out and I don't know when all the sections will be up and ready. So give this site a spin as theres a couple of new reviews up and perhaps some other shit that i don't remember is new or not.


So, what have I been doing since the site's downtime? well, ventured off to two of the most spectactular concerts that my young self have ever been a customed to whitness. Frist being the Halloween extravaganza of The Used and friends over at the Kool Haus which resulted in a packed house, minimal amounts of costumed partons, and Bert McCracken's lyrical jabs and fearful screams of joy. Then came November 2nd a day that live in utter "heeeeyyyyyy Hooooooooo's" with Green Day's operatic epic at the ACC. It was hands down the fucking, raddest, wickedness, show of them all.


That's all I got to say for now...oh pick up the I Can Make A Mess Like Nobody's Business cd which i believe is out now, if not download it cause its once hellva listen, beautiful it is.


Till next time, in the words of Body Break "Keep Fit and Have Fun"