In My Life

I moving back to Surrey, Surrey, Surrey. I'm movin back to Surrey, yeah I think so. I'll be busy makin a move so I won't update this spot till probably next week. I hate moving, it sucks hard. And what's even more unbeliveable is that we might be moving yet again in 6 months. Daaannnnnng!!! So, till we meet again or when we meet for the first time, for the last time...Rhoel.

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With me being back on the West coast for a week now, I've had time look back on my most recent adventure in Toronto. Beside, I got nothing else going on.

The Good...

With so many friends in and around the city I didn't think it'd be a problem finding things to do to fill my wakeing moments. What I didn't realize was that all my so called friends would be to busy for me and I barely saw any of them. Thankefully a biproduct of staying in a hostel is that you meet so many new ppl everyday. One of the first guys I befriended was this Aussie guy named Steve. He became my partner in crime and drinking buddy for the first 4 days till he left and when we met these two British guys, Paul and Dan who in turn begat an East coaster Rauri and an irsh dude named Shane and lastly another Aussie, Andrew. Never mind the never ending stream of eye candy namely Sally, Alexis, Mandy, and who can forget the three americans; Adriana and her two friends. And many more I've forgotten about. Exploring the dt core, hitting pubs with these UK and Aussie ppl, clubbin with Amit. Over all I had a wicked time in TO. Too bad most have gone there seperate ways, except for the few toronto natives I mentioned, for my return trip in a couple of weeks (fingers crossed). Another awesome experience was going to Kingston, but that's too big of a topic to get into right now.

The Bad...

The humidity, dang! Can you say sweat thru my clothes while I slept? My so called Toronto friends, where were you guys? Althou he who has not sinned...I did the same thing. Andrew, the last aussie I met was in Vancouver this past week and I didn't get to hang out with him. So I know how these things can happen. Sorry Drew. I also did something I'm not very proud of...

The Fu'ugly...

I may have mentioned this gross hostel I checked out before settling in at the Canadiana backpackers hostel. the Canadiana was awesome, clean with nice ppl. The International Backpackers was so nasty. Because I screwed up my booking at Canadiana and with every bed in the city booked because of Caribean whatever, I ended up staying two nights at IB. The place stank to hi heaven, especially the Iranian dude that slept on the bunk above me the second night. The place was so filthy that my eyes turned bloodshot red for a week after stayin there, (I must have got my contacts dirty because when I changed them it was alright). BI was cool thou in that it had it's own pub downstairs and I met alot of good ppl there. Another of the fugly's was this girl I met from North Carolina, I swear she talked like forrest gump. Despite how she talked I thought she was kinda hot till I sobbered up. I'd been flirting non-stop for two weeks at that point and didn't know how to turn it off. Apperently Andrew made the same mistake so he helped hide me from her that second night thou she somehow found me anyways damn! Oh well, we eneded up leaving with the American girls so it was all good. Another annoying byproduct of hanging out with so many Aussie's and Irish is that I started to sound like them, espicially when I was drinking. Me and this british guy got into this argument with these three American guys and they pretty much thought I was british, even when we bumped into them a few nights later. I was at this open air pub with some of the other hostelites and I was trying my hardest to bounce between one of the americans and this Torontonian I had met and they both mentioned that I sounded kinda irish. I can't even fake it now that I'm back but it was kinda strange for a while there. Bye the way if you try bouncing between two girls you end up getting ignored from two sides and it's funny how it happens suddenly and at the same time, I was drunk so sue me. Rhoel.

He who hesitates, masterbates.

PS, oh my god how could I forget about King of the Fcukn uglies, Adam Smith from Winnipeg Manitoba. I'm sorry for not mentioning you my king. This was the most unfortunate dude I've ever come upon, anyways this is long enough and I think he may need his own blog entry.

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This is a little story I wrote for the next edition.

In the shadow on an idol.

"Give me the beat boys and free my soul I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away..."

On the eve of Rock and Roll theme week on Canadian idol I'm preparing for another anxious filled 24 hours that starts Weds night and stretchs till the votes are fiinaly read. This will be my third show and the past three weeks I've been watching from the wings as the world learns to adore my cousin Elena Juatco. The adoration comes from her official fan club, the Eleniacs, from her friends from Queens University, her familly and of course all of those Canadians that are burning up the phone lines voteing for her.

From the point of view of the studio audience one gets caught up in the addictive energy. You can feel it with each and every one of your sences. With groups chanting and singing support for their chosen idols both in the studio and outside the theatre. Seeing the fear and nerves of the close familly and friends of the idols. Watching fans react while being serinaded by the 8 remaining contestents. Reading in the Idols faces first fear, then relief and then tear up when one more of their own is eliminated. These things I think get lost or filtered when viewed on TV making this one of the best experiences of my life.

For my three weeks here in Toronto I've been learning about my new cousin, not the old one that I used to play with on familly occasians, but the dedicated superstar in the makeing. Watching her on stage one sees the final product of literally weeks of preperation. On the few moments she has to her self or the few moments she has time to answer her phone, or the few hours she gets to spend with us Thursday nights; you can sence the toll it's takeing on her physically, emotionally and mentally. From the moment they get up they check the giant schedual bored and all they see are interviews, practices, meetings, or publisity outings for the shows. With so many people wanting a small peice of her or a minute of her time that dosn't leave much of herself for herself. On top of that these past two weeks she can't even utter a complete sentence without caughing. Through all this I've never seen or heard one complaint and I've never seen her stop smiling. The joy in her eyes when she's singing or signing autographs hours after the shows tells you that there isn't another place on the planet she'd rather be.

This coming week is "Rock and Roll" week for the Idols and from what I here get ready for something really truely exceptional from Elena. Speaking of themes did you notice the moon masked man and the girl in the silver body suit? Every week Elena advances her friends also have a theme. Last week was "Elena is out of this world!" hence the space costumes. This coming week the theme is "Canada has a fever and the only cure is more Elena Juatco!". Look out for the cow bells in the crowd this week! Don't forget to vote and she wants to hear cowbells all across canada! Elena thanks all of you with all her heart!

"Day after day I'm more confusedThen I look for the light through the pourin' rainYou know, that's a game, that I hate to lose I'm feelin' the strain..." Drift Away, Dobie Gray.

Rhoel Juatco.

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