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Published October 1, 2008 JayDu , Late night encounters , Meaning of Life , Mink , Paris Hilton , SDu 7 CommentsWell, this is it. It’s done…almost. I’m talking about summer of course. And it has been quite the crazy one at that. Although large parts of it have already been forgotten-due mostly to mind altering substances- it can be declared a success. Here are a few memorable moments…
Date: Sunday, August 3, 2008.
Location: Meg Boat
What Went Down: Cyn got two warnings, Jdu’s VIP “mishap”, drunken freestyles, cheerleading, pictures to prove I was present, unheard PLE girl shout out, David Bowie (fuck you!), trademark pink marker, attractive tourists, triple flip hold-up off the boat.
Date: Thursday, August 14, 2008.
Location: Saphir
What Went Down: Saw a singing hobo who produced condensation, got ditched, witnessed pool table shenanigans, Nick caused a ruckus, ripped off the bouncer (haha), tore my jeans on the railing, 2$ chow mein, shoes were thrown onto the street, took a bus, woke someone up, 4:30 purchases.
Date: Friday, August 22, 2008.
Location: Le Social
What Went Down: Awkward 106 ride, 07/10, predrank on picnic tables, teddy bear, swirly patterns, nooses and fake blood, suffocating bunny masks, balloons, bad trip, unexpected guests, broken camera, hoes got down, 33$ rental, 5:30 feta bucket vomiting.
- Sarah
If you are chilling with me and my crew for the first time and/or eavesdropping on us, then you might get confoozed. Not only do we base our everyday vernacular on silly inside jokes, we also tend to make up words. Yes, as previously mentioned, the term PLEGALZIA can be used to describe this odd variation of the english language.
Easy Breezy: The word of summer 2k8. Not only used to describe the way one dresses (hippie skirts, flowy fabrics, etc…), it is also a mind set.
Ex: “Hey guys, don’t fight–be easy breezy! Why can’t we all get along?”
Edgy: The opposite of easy breezy. Think of dark nails and middle fingers. Yeah that’s right, even the PLE girls can have some attitude every once in a while.
It’s gonna be okay: Lady Ga Ga is clearly ripping our steeze. (Not to mention our obsession with the words GAH GAH GAH). This phrase has been used for quite some time, in every situation imaginable. Something bad happened? Not feeling well? Vomiting your guts out in an abandonned school? Sssshhhhh, just remember: it’s gonna be okay.
Answerin’ it: Like most of the PLE girls, I’ve worked some jobs that I’m not too proud of. One of them being: Opinion Search. During my short employment there, I had to ask a series of questions. When asking a Southern woman for her race, she replied: NOT ANSWERIN’ IT! Ever since then, the term “answerin it” can describe something cool/uncool.
Ex 1 : “I’m soooo not answerin’ Julie’s new attitude- what a bitch!”
Ex 2 : “Mmmm look at that hot dude over there! I’m answerin’ it!”
Call back Sunday: Yet another Opinion Search joke. When filling out a section of when to call back a certain respondent, it was written “CALLBACK SUNDAY?” Whoever originally filled out the section was confoozed. Now, the term “CALL BACK SUNDAY” can used in similar contexts as “answerin’ it”
Ex 1: “I enjoy those shoes–call back Sunday.”
Ex 2: “What a fugly ass t-shirt…I will not call back on Sunday.”
Itch you can’t Scratch: Invented by Katherine Agnes Claire Wright-Bull, this term is straight forward. While it originally refers to the Monostat Yeast Infection commercial (EWWWW), it can now be used to describe anything that bothers you sooo much, yet you can’t change it.
Ex: “The lady on the bus was clipping her nails on the bus. Augh, it was such a big itch that I couldn’t scratch.”
Anyways, I’m sure that after reading this, most of you are judging. It’s going to be okay though. I’m gonna be easy breezy and answerin’ it on Sunday. In the mean time, you can be an edgy asshole while I remain that itch you can’t scratch.
- SARAH DUNAJ
Summer started off with a BIG bang…and it just sorta died. What exactly happened? I’m guessing, for the most of us (myself EXCLUDED), this mid-summer laziness is the result of part time jobs. Have no fear, the PLE girls are back with a vengeance! Here are a few highlights from our wild nights…
Date: Friday, May 30, 2008.
Location: Le Social
What Went Down: Indecent Exposure: Trailer Trash, consumed too much wine, awkward drunkenness, other unmentionable altered states, SPAM!, tortured Cynthia, weird touching, fights n’ tears, teeth chattering, bus crying, Nick’s answering machine, broken umbrellas, cashews and feta buckets.
Date: ???
Location: Old Port; Science Center
What Went Down: Perez’s goodbye, leaving to England, pop n’ squatting, I kissed a girl and I liked it, ass slapping, funny pictures, meaningful stares, heart breakers, McDonald’s.
Date: Tuesday, June 17, 2008.
Location:Parking Lots, Blizzarts
What Went Down: Drank 40’s, took more pictures, judged grills, approved of edginess, RIP easy breezy, braids, wore colorful undies, spoke with British accents, Pharmaprix, shed more tears, received massages, lap sitting, saw “Ah Hey”, unintentional bruising, JDU shouldn’t have worn ANY mascara, threw recycling bins, got arrested, 85$ fine, Chow Mein, nipple rubbing, massive hangover.
Even though summer seems to be almost over … don’t worry. Remember that we have at least two more months of altered states, awkward experiences, memorable jokes, risky dancing, stupid choices and embarrassing moments. 2k8 summer, ah hEEEY.
- SARAH SHIVSY DUNAJ
Ps: Sarry for being shivs at all of the aforementioned nights. Please don’t judge me, I’M SOCIALLY AWKWARD!
One night…
Okay is it just me and Sdu or does anybody else get swamped by the same usual crowd after taking the escalator to the third floor?
Honestly, don’t you ever notice those SAME people occupying that SAME bench daily? It’s like they never go to class. Or they take shifts. When half of their crowd bounces to class, they their other half to come keep them benches warm. They’re ALWAYS there and it’s FUCKING annoying. Take you’re fucking laptops and 35 crew members and laughing and talking and please go to Alexis neohn or some sort of cafeteria-like room where you can all sit like civil human beings and carry on with you’re conversations which probably involve the most annoying shit anyways. Aren’t you guys loitering? Has a security guard ever told you to get the fuck out? Do the evil stares you get from the people rising from the escalator bother you at all? Is your skin that thick?
Sdu and I truly believe that we need to create some sort of revolutionary movement before school’s over. For example, go to school at 8 am on monday and camp out on those fucking benches and laugh at them when we see their shocked and confused expressions. They probably wouldn’t be able to comprehend what was happening because they’ve just been kicked out of an environment they’re all so comfortable with. Oh well. I think it’s time for them to spread their wings and fly away from their nests, the bastards.
I mean, as if the third floor isn’t filled with enough annoying people already. You have the 3A wing which is always filled with annoying theatre assholes frolicking around in their tights and fake-plastic tits and other costumes that make me want to punch them in the neck. Then you have the balcony area which is emo-only! How else can you feel sorry for yourself without having to sit around the balcony with your other emo friends peering down at cool people and wishing you were them? Oh don’t get this mixed up with the gothic alcove between the first and second floor near the men’s washrooms. I don’t want to say too much negative about them just in case they cast a spell on me, make a voodoo doll or sacrifice me to satan.
ANYWAYS, the point of this rant is to raise awareness about the annoying bench hoggers of the third floor.
We know who you are.
We know you’re out there.
Don’t think we haven’t noticed the lack of bench you’ve been offering to the rest of us.
That is all.
A shiv (from the Romani word chiv) is a slang term for a sharp or pointed implement used as an improvised knife-like weapon. The shiv is the favored weapon of inmates in prisons across the world. It is infamous for its versatility - a shiv can be anything from a glass shard with cloth wrapped around one end to form a handle, to a razorblade stuck in the end of a toothbrush, to a sharpened spoon. Some inmates have even sharpened the ends of pork chop bones to make them into weapons.
A related term is shank. While the words are often used interchangeably, shank can specifically refer to a weapon fashioned from the metal shank of a prison-issued boot or shoe. Since inmates were able to fashion effective shivs out of metal shanks, many prisons no longer issue footwear with metal shanks. Another related term is the Scottish slang word, chib. To chib is to stab or slash with a sharp weapon.
The very short, very badly articulated explanation of the history of the word PLE.
Yes, it’s that time again. Time for a few more definitions. I’m sure most you readers don’t believe that we actually speak like this…but we do. Is that sad? Anyways, to avoid judgment from all you peepin’ Toms and eavesdroppers, hurr are some of our frequently used words…
Ablaquoi: This is a long story that involves an awkward saying and a woman named Abla. As previously mentioned, I’m socially awkz so I occasionally use random words to fill in silent moments. One of these fillers is “abla”. Well, funny enough, a woman started working with me. Her name? ABLA! So if I were ever to say that word, she would be like: QUOI? (as in, yes, that’s my name…what?). Shivs? Get it– ABLA! QUOI? ABLAQUOI!
Chili’s Baby Back Ribs: Even though 2/3 of the original PLE galz are vegan, we still use this expression. This phrase is used when one is cold or “chily”. Example: “It’s freezing outside. It’s so Chili’s Baby Back Ribs outside.”
Confoozed: This expression is used in the same manner as the word “confused” but it pronounced differently. Apparently, it strikes a nerve with a lot of people. I’ve even been pushed against a wall by an angry drunk man because of the way I said the word. Shivs? Advice: use it when everyone is happy and sober.
Qwhat?: Is a hybrid between what and quoi. It was inspired by Miss Lolzlonde, who in a drunken state, managed to create a fusion for all you bilinguals out there.
Adabada/Adabado/Adabadont: These words were pre-PLE and I’m fully ashamed of them. The original meaning behind these are lost forever, yet the do or don’t versions literally mean do or don’t. The Adabada was just another silence filler. Example: “Chinese slippers and men with smelly breath are such adabadonts.”
MMkay guys,
I know that it hasn’t been that long since my last “Definition” post, but I must keep urrone up-to-date. Yes, there are still many phrases that need to be explained. I feel like we have now created so many new words, that it can count as some new form of dialect: “PLEGALZIA“. Yes, if I could describe our own language in one word, it would defz be PLEGALZIA.
Czechoslovakia: Not only is this an Eastern European country, it is also a term that can replace the word “check”. For example: “Can I CZECHOSLOVAKIA my Facebook?”
Kid Sistering: Melissa Young, aka Kid Sister, is a semi-known singer with attitude. However, in PLEGALZIA, we use the term “kid sistering” as “kidding”. One can say such things as, “I didn’t mean to offend you. I was just KID SISTERING!”
Shayne Emz: A young man from the deep 450, Shayne “Emz” Lalonde is a talented graf artist with a heart of gold. We use this term to describe a sad state of mind, which stems from the “emz” part of his tagging name (Emo = Emz). Instead of claiming to be emo or sad, say something like “I’m so Shayne Emz today.” (My emo playlist on my Ipod is even entitled SHAYNE EMZ…I’m not kid sistering. )
Horbbz like Forbes: This phrase can be used to describe any situation that is semi comical yet horrible at the same time. The word Horbbz refers to “horrible” and is compared to the American magazine, Forbes .
Proot: I don’t know about you, but I sincerely hate all people who overuse emoticons. Especially, this one 
. You’re not being suggestive, funny or cute. Anyways, the word “proot” is the noise that one makes when doing the face. When you stick out your tongue and blow (or whatever that action is < > ), it makes that sound.
GAHGAHGAHGAHGAHGAH
Anyways, those are all the expressions that I can think of for now. PLEGALZIA is expanding day by day and will continue to grow.
PROOT OUT SHIVSIEZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
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