CKC PUT YOUR GUNZ UP!

IH8CHU *jook*
basically explains last night in 2 words. However, you know how it is over here… we like to give you all the deets on what actually happened… LET’S GO!

So it was a regular Friday, nothing much really happened, except that there were a lot of events going on at night, and it took me quite a while to contemplate and decide where to go… Panthere Noire? Room 22? Rubber Room? Verdun House Party?

I think you know which one I chose… V-TOWN HOUSE PARTY for damn sure!

So as I get my pre-drankage on along with sh4mett, dalicieuse, eagle-mike, and passafesta, in a car.. we decided to get in the whole “emo/scene” mood thinking we were gonna run into a lot of them at this party, so we listened to From First To last, and ended our trip with Panic At the Disco…

I am ashamed of saying that we all sang out loud to this music, which helped us get tipsy by the time we got there, but “it was gonna be okay”, because as soon as we got to the door of the house, 4 chicks were singing some lady gagz, which helped start this whole kerfuffle.

Going in was no problem, there were people EVERYWHERE. Hallways, rooms, bathrooms, stairs, couches… so as we made it through this mess, greetings people we haven’t seen in a while, we made our way to the KITCHEN, because that’s where the real party was at…(or so we thought…).

Pictures, Slaps, Handshakes, and a Happy Birthday song later, we were settled in. Regrouped and dispersed, some of the CKC peeps were there, while others missed out on this.

As Pasafesta and I make our way down to the basement, which apparently was where the REAL PARTY WAS AT…we couldn’t help but look around, and find absolutely no black person in this house. Absolutely None. Not even a token black dude. WHERE WERE YOU LUNICE/TYSON??? Thank god Asana was there, and I got reassured. There ain’t no good parties without dem. Especially when white V-town wangsta’z are playing souljah boy and t-pain on blast (okay i’m not gonna lie, pas. and I danced to both those songs…).

I NEEDED TO PEEE!!!! so i make my way to the nearest bathroom (which had a big line-up) and waited for my turn to come. Guess What? I went in the bathroom with no actual TOILET. there was a shower, a sink, but NO TOILET….. what did I do? Yes, I peed in the fucking shower goddammit! If i didnt pee in there I would’ve litterally pissed on the walls for all that I cared.. my bladder was SO FULL by then….so as i wash my hands (i had to make use of the sink DUH), and made my way out of there, i cross the hallways and go into Tony’s room.

So now it was time for us all to chill in Fivetot’s room. Big Bed, Cereal box, HUGE castle key (that i did not steal), girls lying together, pictures were taken and then BOOOOM! all the video games stacked on a nice upwards shelf kerrfulfeled down to the floor, creating a massive carpet of xbox games. So as we pick them up (while laughing of course, after chanting “YOU FUCKED UP!”), I turn around and I see a girl whaling a FERRET around in the air. GUYS THERE WAS A FERRET IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS WHOLE HOUSE PARTY MESS! how incredible!

So as we mumfled, danced, kissed, petted, and played with the FERRET… I found a huge Knife/Machete/ROBOCOP-TERMINATOR weapon… i thought i twould be funny to joke around with it for a bit… (which was in a span of 2 mins and 34 seconds, until all the girls started screaming).. so I HID the weapon in the cereal box (that i mentioned of before), and told myself that would be the most dangerous thing that could happen tonight….little did I know.. I was wrong.

So a few beers, high-fives, and laughs later, we ended up in the kitchen, once more, going in and out of this other room, where all I remember was GEORGETTE-SUZETTE (the picture of the really happy teethless grandmother of one of the guys). It was like a museum because everyone kept on going in just to see the picture, then run out laughing. (AUGH… she was so funny, R.I.P).

I’m pretty sure it was at about the same time, where all I could see was Red/Blue disco lights going on, thinking to myself that the party is about to start, WHERE THE MUSIC AT???? … but i was wrong.

Someone yelled “Popo’s are here!” and everyone started running in all directions, up-down-left-right-bathroom-cabinet-fridge, while a huge crowd of really angry men come up from the basement screaming at each other about some “STABBING/KNIFE/BROTHER/GIRL/BLOOD”. right in front of my eyes. My first reflex was to take out my iphone and document all of this through pictures (for twitter, initially), but got dragged away by my sister to the backyard door because everyone wanted to GTFO.

..it was not long until the cops had covered all the entries/sorties of the house, and I was trying to go towards the action… but nothing really happened except for people screaming about getting their knives and guns and shooting and killing people..which scared the testicules out of me, but it was gonna be okay… just like sarAUGH/lady gagz(and now NAX) say…

So while Naccs was puking her life away, thinking her boyfriend was gonna die, everyone was confused as to where to go to be safe from all this kimveer gill madness going on…

Then the survival crew got together and we cherished a moment of silence to reminisce the day we all survived. May 15th 2009.

So as we leave the premises, we make our way to the nearest spot where we could be safe.. which was by the water. So a few convos, mooning, and as pasafesta lied on the big rock under 10 coats dying (as per usual).. we decided to migrate to the nearest Mcdonalds (what a surprise) to chill/eat/smoke/drink/and play with ketchup.

The night basically ended with 4-5 of us chillzing in front of a church (we tried to get in so we could be “saved”), which was CLOSED.

so we whailed a taxi and went home.

CKC FTWPUTURGUNZUPWEHAVEDUNITONCEMORE!

WE FIEND ON BEING FIENDS

Okay, so the conversation went from IMDEAD.COM to NOTBEINGDEAD.COM! and my sister does have a point there. We aren’t dead, and we won’t be until we’re done university. (unless we all decide to move in together and start a sitcom show called “Friends”, and be the new generation of those peeps who lived over a coffee place and created kufulfles and awkward moments everywhere they went).

Actually, we are MUCH better than “Friends”. Even though we don’t plan ahead of time as to what is going to happen at the indie parties we crash, we kinda expect the worse…and WE DO IT EVEN WORSE! Are there other crews out there like us? no. I don’t think so. Because we’re probably the most open-minded crew out there, and we don’t have any judgments (unless you break a bed aherm*cough*sarAUGH), and we don’t act all Room 23 while in the company of strangers. I mean, who else could say that they actually pre-drank with a handicapped man called James on a wheelchair, smelling like piss, with his shiny-glittery accordion, playing and singing Christmas carols with us during the mall’s AFTERHOURS????? no one. and we got proof on tape.

Do we even care about what others think? Yes we do, but it doesn’t affect us. If you is chill, we be chill, getit?

Now it’s kinda true that the CKC went through a few transformations all the way from last year, losing one of our prized friends Perez, who got kidnapped and deported all the way to London Town. Pringle got arrested and doesn’t want anything to do with us anymore(HAHAHA). And Pourfacher got over all this overwhelming social-networking world we live in and decided to hermit it down. Naccs decided she wanted to be Lady Gaga and disappear off the face of this planet (and go back to some other planet) and Lalonde fell in love.

Summer is here, and we are now in 2009. This all started back in 2005 and we still be bangin. New members have been initiated (Shoops and Twitter lol) we coined new terms to go by like “IH8CHU” *PUNCH*, AMAZE, SYKE, etc. and we still got a thread going on facebook.

We just need to keep this blog alive. Because people actually read it (FIENDS), and we need to have bigger and better events to crash and talk about (since we’re banned from INDILOFTPARTY) and the other indieparty next to the train tracks was a bust, and we didn’t (and shouldn’t) interfere there or else we would get JOOKED by punks with studs.

We still scare the shit out of people who throw parties (like peer pressure, teenwolf, and iloveneon) because they know we don’t make a light appearance when we go to their parties, but yet again, those parteez are kinda dead, and we need to start having new hangout spots now.

It’s our last week of school and all of y’all are shitting your pants trying to finish it up, but I promise that as soon as it’s all done guys, we will EXPLODE back into society, and the CKC will continue to attack all throughout summer.

I also really think we need to pitch CKC to TV Networks so they could make a cartoon out of us. what do YOU think?

LETSKEEPITALIVE.COM

WE BE FIENDS

Ok yall, I’m sick of these “we moved on” “things aren’t the same” “ckc and ple is dead posts” cause it’s definately NOT.

We’re just lazy DBs and if you think about it, we mostly posted stuff on here last summer when we had a lot of time on our hands instead of midterms and finals taking up our time.

Think about it, I don’t know about you but I think we had a LOT of sick times this year. We fucked up at all the indie loft parties, broke beds and lamps, puked in cars, secrets were told, new couples formed, new members joined the CKC (Shoops LOL) , went the awkward grungy parties, had a rave in my basement and got our Opus cards stolen, reunited at Pharmaprix, made friends with a man called james in a mall who sang us christmas carols and countless other crazy kuffufles. We are not dead and we will most definately NOT die. There is no one like us, and we will always be noticed and remembered as the crazy kids that don’t give a shit about anything other than having a good time together.

There nothing I love more than the feeling of being with all you guys in a random location (sketchy most of the time), drinking our 40z or wine bottles and laughing so hard that I  feel like my cheeks are going to explode. Nothing can compare to all the inside jokes, all the fuck ups, all the hilarious photos and videos we have and will always continue to have. We even have a thread that’s been going on for months and has the funniest/ best internet content ever (sorry daniel and kassy for raiding your inboxes lol).

Finals end this week for us uni kids, and mid May for the cegep kids and this means the CKC will be at full throttle.

We have a new abandoned location now and I cannot wait to throw our first secret party there.

PLE GIRLS DON’T DIE.

IMDEAD.COM

Its actually been 1 month since Nick posted. WTF?

I feel like no one cares about being PLE anymore! We used to post almost every single day, and talk about ple ple ple being ple ple ple allll le time! I guess we’ve all just moved on. I also feel like we’re all moving on to better things and all going our separate ways… I’m not saying that we’re avoiding each other or that we don’t want to see each other or wtv… 
We just all have different things we need/want to do and don’t have as much time..
This is not a negative thing! It’s good that we all have different things, cuz i feel like we can still rely on each other for help or support or wtv… 

Even though we don’t see each other that often anymore, we still have the best times when we do! And we always find a way to create chaos, kuffuffleee, riots….
Last saturday we alllll got together and went to Rye Rye, she killed it and it was suchhhh a good time!

EVEN JAYDU was out!, I think we hadn’t see her in at least 3 months! CRAZYY!!

I dont want this post to be shivsy about how much we misss summer times so ima stop naow!

 

FUCKSSS I had my last day @ AA today. NO MORE! DONE, FINITO, FINI, DUNZO.
I feel like i was locked in a cage for 10 months of my life and now that I’m free, I’m going insanely coucouuu….
Im probably the happiest person alive right naow!! you don’t even know! I wanna run everywhere, and scream!

On the other hand, there’s people who aren’t so happy, and are probably having realllyyyy bad day! 
#266744 
Today, I decided to get dressed up for school because it’s my birthday. I was heading to class in my heels.Then, I rolled my ankle, fell down the muddy hill, pulled a leg muscle, and scratched up my knees. At least ten people saw it. I was wearing a white skirt. Happy Birthday. FML

you fkd up!

This thursday(march 12th) I feel like we’re gonna fuck up really bad!
It’s Nicks art show at Artefacto warehouse on Rose de Lima. Its going to be rad! and beverages will be served!
after that theres def. going to be a major pre drink because after is le peer pressure.
I feel like we’re going to wake up friday monring and not know where we are, not know what happened the night before and be super hung over, SKINS steez =)

 

Anywho, I think we should start posting more again about our CKC adventures or about anything!

Letourhoe<>

We are Lost.

So here I am, finally, after a long-long-long hiatus from this blog. I think we all took a hiatus from each other, and I think I know why. We’re all waiting for the perfect moment.

The perfect moment is all that we want. We all want to be together at the right moment/time/space, which fucks us up the ass everytime someone suggests to go out, because every single time there for sure is someone that thinks that it is not perfect enough, that we won’t have those memories that we had over at the abandoned school, at the times we would go to architecture park, or to a party or show, feeling and being careless, intoxicated, and knowing that something will happen.

Is it the winter weather that stops us from wanting all those things? Maybe.

So do you think that summer is the perfect time? It sure is, ‘coz  it’s the time where all we have is each other, and nothing else to care for. Because when we are together, everything is gonna be okay….but what happens if summer never comes? Imagine if summer was completely and utterly erased from the world. Would we be stuck in this timeframe of being lonely, cold, and hungry for fun? Would we? Would we???

Does this mean that all of our memories are trapped in the past? All the times we went to pre-drink in some alley, or some un-expected garage, or parking lot, or even the infamous pharamaprix. All the times we arrived un-invited to a party and created massive chaos to finally end up with the best stories to tell our grandchildren. All the times we opened our arms to new people, to the sketchiest drug dealers, and stealers. The times our best friends got arrested, the times we mistook underwear for a scarf. The times we got caught AND the times we didn’t. The times we hooked up with each other, the times we talked behind each other’s backs. The times we made up, the times we didn’t. All the good times where no-one cared about ANYTHING but each other.

Is it all lost? Or are we just lost in our own world right now? Are we really growing up? Or are we just drifting apart? Am I just being all shivsy and stupid? You be the judge.

[to be continued]

Is yo legg stanky?

Leave yo legg durrty for a hot second and git on this remix!!!

Download: Gspot Boys – Stanky Legg (Lunice Remix)

I’m alive.

No i really am. Hey!

Uh ye so where has i been? I actually can’t even tell you. The past month have been a blur. Not because i was ever under the influence of anything, no..just because i actually spent almost everyday doing the same thing that i can’t even tell you what i did on a certain day. Most of the time, i was either hiding in drank’s cave, smoking weed with either drank or Dunaj-Middle and spinning in Angrignon park. (I’m not kidding)

Seeing as now 83% of the blog content is either videos or a recap of something totally exciting, i dont expect to get any kudos or comments on my blog. I’m not gonna lie, i’m a little bit of a hermit and i’m boring as shit lately. Social hiatus brigitte P steez? Semi. However, I had the chance to talk to my good friend Poli (shouts!) and he’s like “Yo write any new blogs?” n i was like “naw…” and it made me realize i should stick with it for the fans. Uh- THE fan.

So did anything shivsi or interesting happen to me lately? Shockingly yes. Though the whole experience lasted 30 seconds, it was the longest, most terrifying 30 seconds of my life.

So, several peeps, myself included, think that my house is haunted. Things have been moved, things have been heard, and one foggy summer night, Middle-Sister-Dunce and i took a flick of the outside of my house and we saw a scary figure in the driveway. All this shit can be coincidental.

I remember however, one night, when i was just a youth, in my small girly pink bedroom, attempting sleep, something shivs happened. Something in the corner of my room caught my eye. It was moving…in circles. back and forth back and forth. A light orb. I swear. You can’t blame drugs for this because i was too young. There in the corner, a bright spinny swirly light orb. Naturally, i shat my pants and went under the blankets and soon, sleep came.

Yesterday, I had to repeat this traumatizing experience. I was chillin in my basement (The creepiest place on earth) , talking on the phone…and then again…something caught my eye..right high up near the cieling above me. I’m not kidding. Swirly, bright and spinny.

Shat pants- raced to bed, the end.

That is all.

Cabin Fever

Well our blog seems to be semi morphing into a vlog, so I thought I’d change it up a little bit with a quick note.

I have no idea what is happening in the outside world anymore. I haven’t seen half of the members of this blog in quite some time and I don’t really want to. That sounds harsh doesn’t it? I don’t mean it like that…

Truth is I’ve been locked up in my house so long that I am officially loosing my sanity. The thought of stepping outside makes me nervous…WTF? My medical mysteries are making me fear for my life and my damn dramatic nature ain’t helping much.

Every dull pain I feel and every strange sensation in my body is another reason for me to run back to the hospital. Hypochondria? Anxiety? Paranoia? I have it all!

Depending on which day you catch me, either my foot is exploding or my throat is closing.

Ummm, so this is awkward. Maybe one day I’ll be able to fuck up like I used to. Until then, you can find me huddled in a corner covered in cold compresses surrounded by gallons of cranberry juice and multicolored pills.

xx Jaydu

PS. Despite this, I’m pretty damn content with certain things. Totally happy.

**update**

Five minutes have passed since I wrote this and my leg is starting to feel funny.

Oh-Niners

We fucked up…

Let’s Go.

Aight! When the club smells faintly like dutty sweat and vomz by the end of the night you know you did something right, RIGHT? But for those who missed the banging tracks  here’s another remix that caused some damaged around the club… Literally haha.. Enjoy!

Download: Three Six Mafia feat. Dj UNK – I’d Rather (Lunice Remix)

The music video mayne!!