whts going on awesome?

NOT REALLY SURE

Ask me anything

help me i need money to go to hogwarts ? yer a wizard arry.

OH REALLY ;D

Ask me anything

Kso this is super cool

So today in english, me and danielle code named my phone Megan Fox, seeing as its sexy and what not. I then proceeded to download a megan fox theme for my phone, making it so every time I unlock my phone, I'm greeted by the amazing assets of megan fox. I might just be one of the luckiest people or guys in the whole world, I get megan fox, every call text email and bbm ;D HALLA


Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.
Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.

Here's a test run...

So I got my new blackberry and I'm just checking too see if I can email my blog to put up blog posts. I'm hopping I can, cause it'll just simplify my life so much more.

And that's also just a te§t photo :D
Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.
Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.

HARRY POTTER

I went to go see Harry Potter with Danielle and Paul today! ITS SO FREAKING GOOD, except for the fact that its only like, HALF of the movie. I love the fact that I read the entire series, and was prepared for the sad parts! i reeally don't want the series to end, but i know it must... Thank you J.K Rowling ;D

In other news, I got a new cardigan today :0 ive been wanting a black one FOREVER now, and decided to go get one before work :) I love it, hope you all do too!

  I kinda felt like superman, no big deal ;3 OH, and this is my new thing, i love just plain white shirts, with paint splaters on them. from here it kinda just looks like dirt, but i promise, its paint :)

I'm done paiting my new room, and am probably moving in tommorow!

listen to : Bang Bang-K'naan

how I love to take pictures :)

I discovered this awesome thing that makes my eyes change colors, so i tried every color :) kthanks :D

Black and white, my favorite.

so i got bored last night, blasted some music till 3 AM, and got to take some (in my mind) really cool black and white pictures!

So thats basically it,

-Tryst.

"love is war"

I'm watching Nightmare before Christmas again, and I'm waiting for harry potter to load up. my music is blasting, and im talking to somebody i really care about. but all i seem to think about right now, is something that happened in my English class today.

so we were having a discussion on our sexuality and such, when this girl came out and said "Guys, being gay is a choice..." and thats when i kinda ish lost it. is being gay, a choice? no, its not. maybe its cause i'm bisexual myself, or maybe its just cause i understand this point of view, having just been with a guy who would, and I quoat "Cut off my right arm, to not like guys..." maybe its cause, my best friends consist of a lesbian, and two bi girls... or maybe its just cause i'm always right? either way, being Bi, gay, Straight ISN'T a choice you make. you don't wake up, and decide to like the same sex. you don't choose to set yourself on a different level as everyone else. you don't choose to purposely exclude yourself from the norm. you do on the other hand, choose what to do with it. you don't want people to classify you? you want people to understand and respect you? make them. talk out loud, don't hid in the corner. don't coward from the world, stand up for what you believe in. you think, if you were to stand up, and be brutally honest, they would still tease you? because most of the time, they wont. the bullying stops, the MINUTE you express yourself. i know this from personal experience. the moment you introduce a paradox, the moronic half of the world, has no choice but to accept you, because the other half, is already gay.

another subject, Gay marriage. here we go...

what if, they gay community came out and said, hey guess what, from now on, men and women cannot be married. how would that pass over? not well. why is it that, we have people who get to choose if we have the right to marry? isn't it true that we live in a FREE country? isn't it true that, you can love whoever you want? then why is it okay for somebody to determine if you have the RIGHT to get married? why is it okay that we acctually have to FIGHT for the right to be married? why is that okay? why is the world so fucked up...

ANYWAYS.

heres an article about gay marriage, comment and tell me what YOU think about it and this post. show me the love! Article "The Worst Thing About Gay Marriage..."

-Tryst.

So Exited!

kso, tommorow, get this.. My first article is getting published. no big deal... I'm so pumped! this makes me like a legit wrighter dude! thats so cool!!!!!!! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG. a n y w a y s, heres some pictures that inspire me!

Art by : Alex Pardee

Im SO back bitches!

spread the word, Boyplusworld is back!

so school restarted and everything, and i got my laptop now, so ill be posting! hows everyone doing anyways? I hate to admit it, but i haven't payed attention to ANYTHING lately! no fashion, no television, no movies really! just music, Music, and MUSIC! i like to blast it, and i like to blast it LOUD! i really missed blogging, and decided, I'M BACK! so thats that, i'm back. so nowadays, i'm a junior journalist! HALL-AH! i'm fifteen, and i actually get to have a job, in the career of choice! UGH I'M SO PUMPED! its in the French news paper in my town, so WHATS UP BITCHES ;D!

-Tryst

You Make The Rain Fall- Kevin Rudolf

the most amazing...

"This is the Manifesto of Little Monster


There is something heroic about the way my fans operate their cameras. So precisely, so intricately and so proudly. Like Kings writing the history of their people, is their prolific nature that both creates and procures what will later be percieved as the kingdom. So the real truth about Lady Gaga fans, my little monsters, lies in this sentiment: They are the Kings. They are the Queens. They write the hisory of the kingdom and I am something of a devoted Jester. It is in the theory of perception that we have established our bond, or the lie I should say, for which we kill. We are nothing without our image. Without our projection. Without the spiritual hologram of who we percieve ourselves to be or rather to become, in the future.

When you are lonely,

I will be lonely too.

And this is the fame."
 
-Lady Gaga

Introducing me :)

so, I've had this blog for some time now, but realise that, you know very little about me. you know my taste in clothes, and my love of hardcore coutor, but you don't the the details. this blog post, is based on so.

the first thing you should know. I'm 100% obsessed with my appearance. i know its sounds mega-douche for me to say it, but if i don't look good, i don't wanna be seen. i know that sometimes i cant help it, it might rain, and mess up my hair! but, here's my little secret, in my locker, is a bottle of hairspray, a mirror, in my backpack, a comb, more hairspray, another little mirror, and hair wax!
another part of my obsession with my appearance is with my face. pimples are the death of me. i constantly proactive the life out of my face. I'm my back pack i have a 6 piece kit, in my suit case, another, and in my bathroom, two other sets. i really like my skin. my teeth are another issue i have. they need to be clean, all the time. i have tooth brush and tooth paste in my locker for after lunch, then floss and mouthwash in my backpack. and when I'm not doing anything, i MUST have gum in my mouth. oh yeah. and i bleach them whenever i can with crest white strips! my clothes is another factor. i like to blend styles. like ill wear American apparel, with Hollister, and like, converses.

my other thing is, what people think about me. i change around everyone. not drastically were I'm a hole different person or anything, i just change minor things. if I'm with the "preps" i diminish my weirdness to minimal, but if I'm with good friends, or my weirdo friends all together, WATCH OUT. the weirdness goes off the radar. i really worry about what people think about me. if somebody tells me something hurtful, i slap on my "i don't care" face, but on the inside, its cuts, deep. thankfully, nobody has said anything hurtful in a long while :)

i obsess over vintage Louis Vuitton bags, and anything that shines. i idolise Marc Jacobs, and Carl Laugerfeld.  my music is my saviour. i can put in my music, and completely change the world around, OR better understand what I'm doing. and when shit gets really crazy, i like to light candles in my room, and lay there, and plan everything out, making sure that my brain doesn't go insane with the hectics that is; my life.

I'm very spiritual when it comes to anything but religion, does that make sense? i don't believe that theres is a god, or any god for that matter, but i do believe that when you die, your spirit is left to walk this earth, watching your loved ones live their lives. so yeah

and last thing that is really important to know. i don't believe in love. i know it sounds like, i haven't ever loved so i don't get it, but i do. i do believing in caring for somebody so much, that you would do anything for that person, but i don't believe in telling somebody that you love them, i don't know why. love seems like it just complicates things, and too often, Ive heard the story's of failed love, and lost marriages. that's another thing, i don't believe in marriage. if want to go get married, be my guest, but i wont, cause, its seems that, if you care enough for a person, you don't need to put your name down on a paper, binding you from any freedom you may have had. i don't see the purpose.

oh aha, one more thing (and if you didn't see this yet) i talk, ALOT!

Oh, and visit the blog of the most amazing little thing to come into my life in a while click it!

-T

listen to : Stereo love - Edward Maya

I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.

hey there Internet, I'm back from my vacations. i know it sounds like i must have went to some tropical destination, exclusive and whatnot, but i really didn't. i went, two hours into the sticks, and nestled myself into a little town called Kapuskasing. the people who live there, HATE IT, but for me and my good friend Caro, we love it! its small and cute, and the people there are amazing! the town is seriously like, TV town. theres flowers beds and pretty light fixtures everywhere! i love it alot.  i really didn't want to leave, BUT because of stupid work, i had to return. in Kapp, everything is really really layed back, and i like that, alot. i wish  could live there, but i know if i did, i would hate it as much as they do.

it saddens me to say, that i have become 100%  oblivious to the events that are occurring in my beloved fashion world! with my Tripp, i couldn't keep track, so I'm going to have some SERIOUS searching to do, in order to get my shit back together.

Neglected blog.

heeeeeeeeey there. yeah, you've been neglected, i know. its been like, two, three weeks i haven't posted. my excuse? summer. I'm way to busy for this right now. too much stuff to do. I'm now working TWO jobs, managing friends, work, my righting, reading my 5 book i have to read, and also, get ready for school in a month, the blog comes last to all of those things. SORRY! if it makes you feel better, I'm even detached to the magical world of fashion lately. haven't seen the Vuitton show yet, or the Gucci, Prada, Fendi. NATTTA. so yeah, my next post, will be whenever i can squeeze the time in. sorry, bye bye.

-T

Runaway.

has anybody ever just wanted to, run away? just run and run and run, until theres nothing, nothing to see, nothing to hear, or feel? have you ever felt like your world is going to shatter on itself, and theres nothing that's holding you, grounding you to the earth? have you? well, i haven't, so if you have, sorry. BAHAHAHAHA

random post of the night!
-T

heads up

hey, just thought id put this out there, i just made a YouTube Chanel, and if i ever do use it, it will probably be like a video blog, which i will somehow find a way to post here. so instead of writing, ill just do that, and if it doesn't make sense to you, it doesn't make any more sense to me. trust me.

Vogue

Today i went bowling! with my Twin, Danielle. (not really my twin, but shes been my 'sister' since like, 3rd grade, so were twins now, and it also helps that we watch the same shows, listen to the same music, act the same, look similar, talk the same, think the same) and we had fun. one of our friends works at the bowling alley, and seeing as it was a Saturday in the summer, nobody was there, other than me and Danielle. and it also helps that it was just our friend working all alone today! (i would NEVER work alone at the bowling alley in our town, cause its in the hood, and id be super scared!) so because me and Danielle suck hardcore at bowling, we decided to go right up to the keys, and bowl  from like, five feet away. and Danielle still managed to miss her keys!!!! how the hell!

just me cheating HARDCORE!

peace&love (cause I'm that cool)

-T

responsiveness

the title, is just my word of the day, mind it if you may. what i really want to talk about, is all the amazing bands i have discovered in the past 48 hours! i wanna (did you know wanna isn't actually a word!?) talk about a little known band called Coco Rosie! their two sisters (who originate from, CANADA!) and have traveled the world, which has led them to riveting inspiration and lyrics. their a little bit strange (Alot, they wear eyeliner moustaches and beards for photo shoots...) but nothing came bad from being weird and strange, take a look at Andy Warhol! a n y w a y s... another band is LCD Sound system. their better known, but still, i have only just discovered them. and the last is MGMT, which yes i know, is a VERY well known band, for these of you riveted MTV watching teenagers, which i am glad to be, you should know them. SPEAKING of MTV, did everyone see the dramatic, and heart pulling Hills series Finale yesterday at 10? how bout the Hills Hollywood ending? well i did, cause i love the Hills, and was REALLY happy to see LC back on MTV for one last time, but was really disappointed that Heidi and Spencer didn't show, like common, they cause most of the drama for the past 4 seasons! but whatever. I'm tired, Yawn. night!

PS: Monica i love you girl!

back from, forever

hey, so its been a while, like, a LONG While. since Canada day! yeah, the day where i went all Internet crazy and bitched about a twack of stuff. a n y w a y s. i would like to tell you about the drama my life has produced over the weekend, involving the carnival, friends from out of town, two people ditching us, a big fight, a boy buying a girl coat at the mall, a series of lies, and a photo shoot, but ill just skip all the stuff in the middle, and go right to the photo shoot.

the pictures are edited, but i like them. enjoy.

in these photos: Amanda Massen, Sampire Cullen, Trysten Meunier

OH CANADA!

happy birthday Canada! i love you long time (even though i do plan to flee you when i reach the legal age, to pursue a life of solitude in Milan, with my cat, my sunglasses, and a glass of wine). i was at the Canada day fireworks today with friends, and noticed something. were celebrating our land right? Canada right? well why on earth, are we celebrating, by polluting our planet! like a pretty little light show, for half and hour, when we could have not had that pretty little light show, and then saved the lives of a few fish! like we were watching the waves that were made in the lake, as the ash and debris fell into the lake. i know its 2 in the morning, and maybe in ranting and raving for no fucking reason,  but i think its wrong, that's all. well, i should sleep, before i start raving about something else.

wait, i have something else to say. i checked my form spring like, 20 minutes ago, and somebody had the audacity, to tell me off because i don't like Screamo music. its right under this post what the dude posted. like a fucking lecture about  how i don't know what the meaning of screamo music is. COMMON! what the hell do you want me to call it? moderately angry, but yet meaningful lyrical choice, music? like shit, if i want to call it screamo, i will. if i want to go bat shit crazy and call it, PIECE OF SHIT MUSIC, i will! oh, and also, because its on form spring, and apparently this person checked my hole form spring, and found a spelling error, they also told me to learn how to spell. the error? it was - Don'ty, instead of Don't. so, i missed a key, and hit another, SORRY! fack. plus, I'm 14, if i make spelling mistakes, WHO CARES! ugh, some people really piss me the fuck off.

PS: i feel bad about swearing, but i feel it better helps get my emotions through.  ... now I'm done, i swear.

Learn to spell, you dumb faggot. Also learn the real meaning of screamo. It was a strand of hardcore punk in the late nineties and early 2000. Not this pile of shit post-hardcore/metalcore that so many people call screamo nowadays. Fucking retards.

okie-doke.

Ask me anything

I can be a freak

title, is only relevant to the song I'm listening to. so this weeks been good to me. got to be a teenager again, finally. lately, I've been all superficial, businessey, reserchey, reading 50% of the time, writing and being studious. so this week has been teenager week. staying up late, like really late, (5AM) being with friends. blasting the music wen the parents are gone, dancing around in my underwear wearing a bandanna and sunglasses. yeah. but the weeks done, but next week is the carnival! so, teenager week continues.

did everyone see the men's SS11 Louis Vuitton show?! amazing right! it was like, like, like, like, i actually can describe it. wait, yes i can. SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS. (Mary Poppins reference) ...  but like, i think i might actually get those tattoos done if mother lets me (which i seriously unlikely)

seriously also considering getting that haircut.

listen to:  Freak-Estelle ft. Kardinal Official

i hunted them down: yesterdays LouisVuitton SS11 mens. ! .

btw: i want that tattoo.

rediculosly aggravated.

can just say, just please kill me now. why? i have to work, for the first time in my life, to coincide with my crazy obsession with, you heard it, clothes. to pay for my crazy huge-shirt-and-black-pants-with-Italian-shoes-fetish, i need a job. the mother no longer wishes to pay the bills for such, as she calls them, luxuries. so i start tomorrow, and the hair that i have worshiped for a while, has to be cut! i know right. me and my hair go way back, and its time to let go, so off with the locks, and in the the Wax. whatever i guess. 

last night, i was having a boring Saturday night, and i decided, since I'm not doing anything, why not just photoshop stuff. i posted it as my facebook status, and got lotsa requests. I'm just going to show the afters, cause the before are saved over in my computer, and I'm not in the mood to like, go all over facebook and search for them. so here we... go!