down to earth~
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Happy new years~
Despite the name of the blog there is nothing merry about this post. I always thought that this night was very meaningful and was filled with hope. That was until I realized that the only reason this night had any meaning at all was because of the person you were thinking about when the clock struck twelve. Whether it be another year with a wonderful person, or hopes that a fire with spark between you and him/her. All new years really is is just a day to seize an opportunity with that special someone. But what happens when that special someone has been lifted from a large portion of your life =/. New years suddenly just becomes just like any other day. I choose to spend this new years eve with my radio listening to the top 200 rock songs of the decade on 102.1. Because even when you weren't there and I missed you ever so much there was always a song or two that kept me in tact. Happy new years everyone. Better luck next year I guess.
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Wednesday, September 30, 2009
TK crew~
Since I've mentioned my work friends so often, I guess I'll give a brief description of each of them.
Chu: My dad's best friend's son making us practically related. He's the only Cantonese speaking friend I have and it's really cool to have someone to talk to. He's 34 and married with four kids, all uber cute. He's somewhat ham ham sup sup but he's discrete about it in front of customers. To us servers he's horrible.
Vanessa: She's Chu's wife and she's Philippino. She's very... nosey? She talks a bunch and punches me like no end. She likes to stir up trouble and play around and make fun of people but she's fun to hang around.
Van: Some 17 year old punk from a local high school called Lucas. He's a player and screws around a lot during work. It might be annoying for Chu, the manager, but it entertains me a bunch and makes work interesting. We get along well, but he is a tad bit less mature than me.
Julie: She's 21 but looks a bunch older. She's Vietnamese and works really quickly. But since speed is her first concern, she messes up quite a fair bit when doing regular tasks. She's nice and helpful, but talks non-stop.
Christine (Boyee): Only works on Saturday and is 17. For some odd reason I always think she's 16 though. She's really nice but a bit on the odd side. Half the time I do not really get what she says but she's extremely friendly.
Echo: Apparently she's the prettiest girl from work but she looks like half of ACI. Very typical Asian but I guess they don't really have those here. She's 21 and I'm the same age as her brother so we get along really well since she has a boyfriend named Kenny and she trusts me. She's timid but still talks to me.
Jessie: She's 22 and the hardest worker out of the bunch. She does not speak much during work. She seemed to talk to me quite a bit though when we worked together. She's nice but sadly blunt telling me I should watch my figure since I was eating chocolate at 10 o'clock at night. I replied with "What figure?"
Cassandra: Wow. If I really gave you a thorough description, it may run for a couple of paragraphs. Let's just say that she's a spoiled only child from a Catholic school and she's 16. I've argued with her countless times and she takes kickboxing. She's very mood swingy so when she's mad she's difficult, but when she's happy she's freakishly nice.
Ming/Abbie: Chu's brother and sister-in-law who I barely ever see due to different work schedules.
The lesson of the day is to keep your friends close but your work friends closer.
Currently listening to: Eminem - Beautiful
Chu: My dad's best friend's son making us practically related. He's the only Cantonese speaking friend I have and it's really cool to have someone to talk to. He's 34 and married with four kids, all uber cute. He's somewhat ham ham sup sup but he's discrete about it in front of customers. To us servers he's horrible.
Vanessa: She's Chu's wife and she's Philippino. She's very... nosey? She talks a bunch and punches me like no end. She likes to stir up trouble and play around and make fun of people but she's fun to hang around.
Van: Some 17 year old punk from a local high school called Lucas. He's a player and screws around a lot during work. It might be annoying for Chu, the manager, but it entertains me a bunch and makes work interesting. We get along well, but he is a tad bit less mature than me.
Julie: She's 21 but looks a bunch older. She's Vietnamese and works really quickly. But since speed is her first concern, she messes up quite a fair bit when doing regular tasks. She's nice and helpful, but talks non-stop.
Christine (Boyee): Only works on Saturday and is 17. For some odd reason I always think she's 16 though. She's really nice but a bit on the odd side. Half the time I do not really get what she says but she's extremely friendly.
Echo: Apparently she's the prettiest girl from work but she looks like half of ACI. Very typical Asian but I guess they don't really have those here. She's 21 and I'm the same age as her brother so we get along really well since she has a boyfriend named Kenny and she trusts me. She's timid but still talks to me.
Jessie: She's 22 and the hardest worker out of the bunch. She does not speak much during work. She seemed to talk to me quite a bit though when we worked together. She's nice but sadly blunt telling me I should watch my figure since I was eating chocolate at 10 o'clock at night. I replied with "What figure?"
Cassandra: Wow. If I really gave you a thorough description, it may run for a couple of paragraphs. Let's just say that she's a spoiled only child from a Catholic school and she's 16. I've argued with her countless times and she takes kickboxing. She's very mood swingy so when she's mad she's difficult, but when she's happy she's freakishly nice.
Ming/Abbie: Chu's brother and sister-in-law who I barely ever see due to different work schedules.
The lesson of the day is to keep your friends close but your work friends closer.
Currently listening to: Eminem - Beautiful
down to earth~
My chocolate milk lunch~
As we all know I've been uber busy with school and work, so I haven't been able to blog or do anything of the sort. Almost no time to interact or even think about anything that goes around me. But the keyword is almost. With whatever time I have left, while I lie in bed, and every time I stop to think, I miss you. Without realizing it, I've lost the feeling of you there. I can no longer hear your voice or see your smile. Whenever I'm on the go and have nothing to eat during short lunch breaks, I drink chocolate milk. Can chocolate milk really be the only remaining link between us?
I've always said you were the reason for me to wake up, but what's my motivation now? My daily life here has somewhat become unappealing. At least when I was in high school I had fun from time to time. Being a small fish in a big ocean is really tough on a minority, which is me. Being one of two Asian dudes in an entire building puts a lot of strain on me. Not to mention being around all white dudes means that I'm actually average height here. It isn't that I'm alone here, since I have a bunch of really nice friends, and a bunch of Asian work friends from my work place. But I do not feel the same type of connection I did with those in Toronto. I became awesome friends with a bunch of you because I felt compelled to be there for you. In London however, no one really sparks my interest so I do not try nearly as hard to make close friends.
Drinking my chocolate milk I've realized that we are all heading in different directions. Many things will become unacceptable once we've become older and more mature. I am not scared of change, I just do not wish for it to happen. Will I be able to hug you the same way? Joke around and compliment you the same way? Being away for so long without seeing any familiar faces has led me to one conclusion. I've never really had a stable life style. In Toronto, I may have been a jolly joker who Photoshopped and played sports and watched cartoons all day. I have done none of those things here. If my lifestyle really were as concrete as I had thought then I would have retained those habits one way or another. In London, I've become a workaholic and school boy. Maybe it's because I know if I work hard enough, I'll be able to stop missing you. Even if it's only for a second it'll be worth it. The lesson of the day will be that uncertainty is a flaw, but a defence mechanism.
Currently listening to: Kill Hannah - Believer
I've always said you were the reason for me to wake up, but what's my motivation now? My daily life here has somewhat become unappealing. At least when I was in high school I had fun from time to time. Being a small fish in a big ocean is really tough on a minority, which is me. Being one of two Asian dudes in an entire building puts a lot of strain on me. Not to mention being around all white dudes means that I'm actually average height here. It isn't that I'm alone here, since I have a bunch of really nice friends, and a bunch of Asian work friends from my work place. But I do not feel the same type of connection I did with those in Toronto. I became awesome friends with a bunch of you because I felt compelled to be there for you. In London however, no one really sparks my interest so I do not try nearly as hard to make close friends.
Drinking my chocolate milk I've realized that we are all heading in different directions. Many things will become unacceptable once we've become older and more mature. I am not scared of change, I just do not wish for it to happen. Will I be able to hug you the same way? Joke around and compliment you the same way? Being away for so long without seeing any familiar faces has led me to one conclusion. I've never really had a stable life style. In Toronto, I may have been a jolly joker who Photoshopped and played sports and watched cartoons all day. I have done none of those things here. If my lifestyle really were as concrete as I had thought then I would have retained those habits one way or another. In London, I've become a workaholic and school boy. Maybe it's because I know if I work hard enough, I'll be able to stop missing you. Even if it's only for a second it'll be worth it. The lesson of the day will be that uncertainty is a flaw, but a defence mechanism.
Currently listening to: Kill Hannah - Believer
down to earth~
Employment~
Now that I've been here for a little bit over a month, I've established somewhat of a lifestyle. I sit with the same people in class everyday, which all happen to be all very friendly attractive white girls but sadly have boyfriends, and go to work every other day. I now work at a Vietnamese restaurant called TK. Being a server has made me develop many pet peeves. Although I love my job and love the people I work with, I have trouble tolerating customers. Of course I do not show it, but it does bug me from time to time.
1. Customers that seat themselves: People often come in and sit down making me look like as ass as I ask "How many will that be for tonight?" and they walk right past me to take their own seat. Or I direct them to a specific table and they sit somewhere else. They often complain that we did not provide them with menus or tea but during busy hours we cannot see people that seat themselves so obviously we aren't aware of what they're missing. It makes me want to say "Did I tell you you could sit down? If you have no menus maybe you shouldn't seat yourself next time. Maybe you can serve yourself and get your own damn food too!" Sighs, if only I were brave.
2. Low tippers: No offense to my Korean friends from Toronto, but damn the Koreans up here act all cocky and superior, and then they leave 20 cent tips. Every time, I just want to say "Sir, you forgot your change on the table."
3. Soup drinkers: Those who drink their soup after they eat the noodles really tick me off as well. They slowly spoon a bit of soup a bit at a time. Heaven forbid soup drinkers to order extra larges. It takes them ten minutes to inhale the meat and noodles but thirty minutes to drink the soup? Especially when it is busy I wish to "accidentally" tip their bowls over.
4. Plate hoggers: Some individuals choose to keep their plates and bowls even if there's a molecule of noodle left and they wish to finish it. What's worst is instead of saying "I'm not done yet" they all tend to say "I'm still working on it", which puts me off because THEY are not working at anything. I am the one "working". I tried to pick up this one guys plate with nothing on it but the end of a shrimp tail, he over reacted and said "WE ARE NOT DONE WITH THAT YET!" I politely apologized and I still got in trouble from my manager because they told him I was trying to steal their food.
5. Stuck up people: I guess we all hate stuck up people but when you are serving them, it sucks that much more. Stuck up people make you do stupid things like pick up crap for them, make you run around getting forks and spoons for them, and expect you to take their order and such like they own the place. Stuck up people probably do all of the above.
6. Girls that are too pretty: Makes me sad.
7. People who creep me out: Many of the customers at TK have creeped me out one way or another. Not something mean like they were so ugly they creeped me out even though it has happened, but people that do creepy things. This one dude was like "Hey.... where'd you get your watch.... *in uber creepy molester voice*" and he grabbed my arm and tilted his head to look at it. His girlfriend told him to stop scaring me but it was too late. He sounded like he wanted to abduct me and kill me slowly.
8. Starers: Many individuals for some odd reason stare very hard at me every time I pass by or collect stuff from their table. I can not even be looking at them and I'll know they're looking at me because they are staring so hard it sends me chills. It isn't even always a girl, most of the time it's a dude.
9. Gangsters: Gangsters do not answer any questions properly. If I ask if they need water or if they're done with their plate they just grunt. They think they're so cool and hip, but in reality inability to answer questions makes it more likely that I'll punch them in the face. Gangsters also fall into the stuck up people category but with some slight differences. P.S. Gangsters are stupid.
10. The jokers: Those who make puns or try to be funny when they are not. Some of them may actually be funny, and some of them may actually be friendly and make me smile, but most of them stress me to no end. The jokers always make lame jokes that are even worst than mine and make me frown hard. They also make me want to rip their tongues out of their mouths so they cannot make the same joke again. Dealing with jokers and dealing with other customers is such a complicated task because you do not know what will upset the customer. Maybe they wish for you to laugh, maybe they wish for you to respond. Either way, it takes much more thinking dealing with self proclaimed funny people. And during rush hours, you really do not wish to have that added stress.
The lesson of the day is to always have that one thought, that one moment, that one person or face that makes you smile, because whenever you feel like you're gonna blow, just think about it or them or whatever it may be.
Currently listening to: We Are Scientists - After Hours
1. Customers that seat themselves: People often come in and sit down making me look like as ass as I ask "How many will that be for tonight?" and they walk right past me to take their own seat. Or I direct them to a specific table and they sit somewhere else. They often complain that we did not provide them with menus or tea but during busy hours we cannot see people that seat themselves so obviously we aren't aware of what they're missing. It makes me want to say "Did I tell you you could sit down? If you have no menus maybe you shouldn't seat yourself next time. Maybe you can serve yourself and get your own damn food too!" Sighs, if only I were brave.
2. Low tippers: No offense to my Korean friends from Toronto, but damn the Koreans up here act all cocky and superior, and then they leave 20 cent tips. Every time, I just want to say "Sir, you forgot your change on the table."
3. Soup drinkers: Those who drink their soup after they eat the noodles really tick me off as well. They slowly spoon a bit of soup a bit at a time. Heaven forbid soup drinkers to order extra larges. It takes them ten minutes to inhale the meat and noodles but thirty minutes to drink the soup? Especially when it is busy I wish to "accidentally" tip their bowls over.
4. Plate hoggers: Some individuals choose to keep their plates and bowls even if there's a molecule of noodle left and they wish to finish it. What's worst is instead of saying "I'm not done yet" they all tend to say "I'm still working on it", which puts me off because THEY are not working at anything. I am the one "working". I tried to pick up this one guys plate with nothing on it but the end of a shrimp tail, he over reacted and said "WE ARE NOT DONE WITH THAT YET!" I politely apologized and I still got in trouble from my manager because they told him I was trying to steal their food.
5. Stuck up people: I guess we all hate stuck up people but when you are serving them, it sucks that much more. Stuck up people make you do stupid things like pick up crap for them, make you run around getting forks and spoons for them, and expect you to take their order and such like they own the place. Stuck up people probably do all of the above.
6. Girls that are too pretty: Makes me sad.
7. People who creep me out: Many of the customers at TK have creeped me out one way or another. Not something mean like they were so ugly they creeped me out even though it has happened, but people that do creepy things. This one dude was like "Hey.... where'd you get your watch.... *in uber creepy molester voice*" and he grabbed my arm and tilted his head to look at it. His girlfriend told him to stop scaring me but it was too late. He sounded like he wanted to abduct me and kill me slowly.
8. Starers: Many individuals for some odd reason stare very hard at me every time I pass by or collect stuff from their table. I can not even be looking at them and I'll know they're looking at me because they are staring so hard it sends me chills. It isn't even always a girl, most of the time it's a dude.
9. Gangsters: Gangsters do not answer any questions properly. If I ask if they need water or if they're done with their plate they just grunt. They think they're so cool and hip, but in reality inability to answer questions makes it more likely that I'll punch them in the face. Gangsters also fall into the stuck up people category but with some slight differences. P.S. Gangsters are stupid.
10. The jokers: Those who make puns or try to be funny when they are not. Some of them may actually be funny, and some of them may actually be friendly and make me smile, but most of them stress me to no end. The jokers always make lame jokes that are even worst than mine and make me frown hard. They also make me want to rip their tongues out of their mouths so they cannot make the same joke again. Dealing with jokers and dealing with other customers is such a complicated task because you do not know what will upset the customer. Maybe they wish for you to laugh, maybe they wish for you to respond. Either way, it takes much more thinking dealing with self proclaimed funny people. And during rush hours, you really do not wish to have that added stress.
The lesson of the day is to always have that one thought, that one moment, that one person or face that makes you smile, because whenever you feel like you're gonna blow, just think about it or them or whatever it may be.
Currently listening to: We Are Scientists - After Hours
down to earth~
Friday, September 11, 2009
The hard road~
Being the difficult person I am, I chose to apply to universities in mid July. After being accepted by Western, I had to do some preparation for my program. I needed x-rays, immunizations, CPR and First Aid training, and blood tests. I spent the last month of my summer vacation cooped up in my house and the hospital for several reasons. I needed to get my wisdom teeth pulled but they don't pull wisdom teeth unless your platelet count is above 100. Mine was 21. being the lucky guy I am, I got to go to the hospital for treatment and it went up to 295 for a short while. The very next week, I got my wisdom teeth pulled out.
Due to my dad's inability to care about other people's feelings I had to get my wisdom teeth pulled out awake. I had partial anesthetics meaning just my jaw was numbed. It was a one hour operation and it hurt like made due to the amount of pressure you feeling from them pushing down on you during the operation. Afterwords, the swelling began and I ended up looking like the Michelin tires guy. For the first couple of days I stayed at home eating jelly congee and yogurt. A couple days after, I could eat small solids. This took two weeks of August. Then came all the doctor appointments and training sessions, which took up the other two weeks of August.
During CPR and First Aid training, my instructor Barton, was lively and energetic even though it consisted of two 9 hr classes within two days. I also met one of my TA's from Agincourt. It was Hubert Leung or Mr. Leung. He was Mr. Onlock, a bio teacher's, assistant and he was cool with the kids since he acted basically like a teenager. He talked about Dragon Ball Z in class during one of his lessons and the class went wild for him. During our class time I refered to him as Mr. Leung, which he found weird. When we got into his hybrid to go out for lunch I screamed "OH MY GOSH WERE GOING INTO MR. LEUNG'S CAR!" Then when we were having lunch I screamed "OH MY GOSH I'M HAVING LUNCH WITH MR. LEUNG!" He laughed and had to explain several times to different people in our class why I kept calling him so. The class was fun over all but was super tiring. A day felt like a week in that room. The lesson today is to never make out with CPR dummies.
Currently listening to: LMFAO - La La La
Due to my dad's inability to care about other people's feelings I had to get my wisdom teeth pulled out awake. I had partial anesthetics meaning just my jaw was numbed. It was a one hour operation and it hurt like made due to the amount of pressure you feeling from them pushing down on you during the operation. Afterwords, the swelling began and I ended up looking like the Michelin tires guy. For the first couple of days I stayed at home eating jelly congee and yogurt. A couple days after, I could eat small solids. This took two weeks of August. Then came all the doctor appointments and training sessions, which took up the other two weeks of August.
During CPR and First Aid training, my instructor Barton, was lively and energetic even though it consisted of two 9 hr classes within two days. I also met one of my TA's from Agincourt. It was Hubert Leung or Mr. Leung. He was Mr. Onlock, a bio teacher's, assistant and he was cool with the kids since he acted basically like a teenager. He talked about Dragon Ball Z in class during one of his lessons and the class went wild for him. During our class time I refered to him as Mr. Leung, which he found weird. When we got into his hybrid to go out for lunch I screamed "OH MY GOSH WERE GOING INTO MR. LEUNG'S CAR!" Then when we were having lunch I screamed "OH MY GOSH I'M HAVING LUNCH WITH MR. LEUNG!" He laughed and had to explain several times to different people in our class why I kept calling him so. The class was fun over all but was super tiring. A day felt like a week in that room. The lesson today is to never make out with CPR dummies.
Currently listening to: LMFAO - La La La
down to earth~
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Cross my heart and hope to die~
21 Reasons to Regret Leaving:
21. Talking about anime and games and reminiscing about the good old days without being afraid I was coming off as too Asian.
20. I'll miss the cheaper movies on Tuesdays.
19. Late night trips to the convenient store to get chips.
18. Calling a friend just to tell them I'm bored.
17. All the free food I get from friends and family.
16. I'll miss her smile.
15. I think I left the stove on again.
14. Being able to run over to a friend's house and tell them I'm going over when I'm outside their door.
13. Being able to choose from twenty different food places on the same block.
12. Walking five minutes to a mall that sells only fake DVDs and then debating whether or not to pay two dollars to get a good fake or watch a worst quality one online.
11. I'll miss her laugh.
10. Being able to blast music as loud as I want since neighbours will not hear it through the concrete walls.
9. Waking up every morning knowing I'll see a friend face at school or for an outing.
8. Going to Pacific Mall with friends doing virtually nothing but buy bubble tea.
7. Playing ultimate frisbee, tennis, and badminton to relieve stress.
6. I'll miss hugging her, and all my other awesome friends.
5. Waiting till 8 pm exactly or some other specific time to call her so she gets free minutes.
4. Touching each other (Square of Pwnage) and pretending to be in love with each other to trip other people out.
3. Spoiling all my friends with compliments and telling them how much they mean to me.
2. Not being able to see her every day.
1. Not telling her how beautiful she really was and how much she meant to me enough.
Currently listening to: Taylor Swift - Change
21. Talking about anime and games and reminiscing about the good old days without being afraid I was coming off as too Asian.
20. I'll miss the cheaper movies on Tuesdays.
19. Late night trips to the convenient store to get chips.
18. Calling a friend just to tell them I'm bored.
17. All the free food I get from friends and family.
16. I'll miss her smile.
15. I think I left the stove on again.
14. Being able to run over to a friend's house and tell them I'm going over when I'm outside their door.
13. Being able to choose from twenty different food places on the same block.
12. Walking five minutes to a mall that sells only fake DVDs and then debating whether or not to pay two dollars to get a good fake or watch a worst quality one online.
11. I'll miss her laugh.
10. Being able to blast music as loud as I want since neighbours will not hear it through the concrete walls.
9. Waking up every morning knowing I'll see a friend face at school or for an outing.
8. Going to Pacific Mall with friends doing virtually nothing but buy bubble tea.
7. Playing ultimate frisbee, tennis, and badminton to relieve stress.
6. I'll miss hugging her, and all my other awesome friends.
5. Waiting till 8 pm exactly or some other specific time to call her so she gets free minutes.
4. Touching each other (Square of Pwnage) and pretending to be in love with each other to trip other people out.
3. Spoiling all my friends with compliments and telling them how much they mean to me.
2. Not being able to see her every day.
1. Not telling her how beautiful she really was and how much she meant to me enough.
Currently listening to: Taylor Swift - Change
down to earth~
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Out with the old~
Since I've been preparing lately for my arrival at Western. I thought I might get a couple of new things for myself. First of all, I needed a new desktop because I'm a hardcore computer user and I need a heavy duty computer for games and graphic design. I got an Acer Aspire for $1200 Quad Core, 6 GB RAM, and the works. Any further explanation would lose 1/2 the audience. It is way worth its price and if you were to buy the parts separately and build it yourself, you'd realize the packaged deal I got was saving about $200. The screen is 22 inches which I love.
I also needed a new messenger bag for my travels so I got an Adidas messenger bag from B2 at Fairview. With a regular sale price of $60, I got it on sale for $40.
Lastly, I am bringing my entire movie collection there. I have a collection of real movies all important to me. It includes, Lakehouse, Titanic, Walk to Remember, Million Dollar Baby, I Am Sam, Love Actually, and etc. It also includes two HK classics Dragon Tiger Gate, and Initial D. All real copies. Today I went shopping for more movies to add to the collection. I got real copies of Heavenly Forest, and a real copy of Sad Movie. They added up to about $50. And the rest I was not able to find the real versions of so I had to buy the fake version for now. I got A Millionaires First Love, The Classic, Virgin Snow, A Moment To Remember, Secret, and etc.
The lesson I learned today is to get the things you really want before it's too late. It is better to regret having something you love then to regret not having it at all.
Currently listening to: Uneasy - David Choi
I also needed a new messenger bag for my travels so I got an Adidas messenger bag from B2 at Fairview. With a regular sale price of $60, I got it on sale for $40.
Lastly, I am bringing my entire movie collection there. I have a collection of real movies all important to me. It includes, Lakehouse, Titanic, Walk to Remember, Million Dollar Baby, I Am Sam, Love Actually, and etc. It also includes two HK classics Dragon Tiger Gate, and Initial D. All real copies. Today I went shopping for more movies to add to the collection. I got real copies of Heavenly Forest, and a real copy of Sad Movie. They added up to about $50. And the rest I was not able to find the real versions of so I had to buy the fake version for now. I got A Millionaires First Love, The Classic, Virgin Snow, A Moment To Remember, Secret, and etc.
The lesson I learned today is to get the things you really want before it's too late. It is better to regret having something you love then to regret not having it at all.
Currently listening to: Uneasy - David Choi
down to earth~
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Here without you~
I hadn't blogged in what felt like an eternity. The truth is, my wasn't uneventful. I just lacked the motivation to make things exciting. For the past couple of weeks, I've been repeating the same week over and over again since my activities were virtually the same but with one very small difference. My friends weren't there. One of my close friends was in Panama for a cousin's wedding. Another was on a cruise to the states. My closest friend of all was busy working. Whenever had I problems I had no where to turn and that made things build up inside me. Slowly but surely my emotions got the better of me and I was unable to control my pent up rage.
Another reason I was a bit out of it was the fact that one of my friends I thought I was close with began to distance herself from me. I suspected that she was just bored of me and was moving on. I never got a reason but either way it was inevitable. When I went out to play sports and such I had to act as if nothing was wrong and that was the most painful part. But Ella's finally come home from her cruise and I was able to speak with her. That was the release I needed to bring me back to who I was. That, and the fact that I screaming to Cross My Heart by Mariannas Trench a couple dozen times. I call it screaming and not singing for that's what will reported to the police when I'm sued for public disturbance.
There were a few interesting things that had occurred to me as of recent though. I had gone to a beach for my first time with my ultimate frisbee friends. We played volleyball and ultimate. There was a BBQ and we ventured to Mc Donald's as well. It was an okay day but I didn't have as much fun as I wished I could've. I also got to hang out with my Korean friend one on one for the first time in over a year. We're close and we've known each other since grade three. I'm glad I got to spend time with him because I have more fun trash talking with him than anything else in the world. We played ping pong and tennis. I won in both *winky wink*.
I've also made a new friend. To be honest I knew about her since the beginning of the year but didn't have the guts to ever say hi. Due to my oddly wavering self esteem whenever I had the chance to say hi I just stopped myself. But since things weren't going too great as of late, I went in with the mentality of what else could go wrong, I have nothing else to lose. And in the end the risk paid off. Rona was a new friend of mine. She was shy but very kind. She always logged online relatively late at night so we talked till late hours. It was refreshing talking to someone new since I had just recently lost a close friend. Having Rona really helped numb the pain though.
The day before I also had quite the interesting conversation with a friend of mine. Since I bug my friends a lot about the little things and tell them things they shouldn't do, and ask them a handful of questions when they go out or come home late, many have compared me to their fathers. But recently, something interesting occurred. One of my friends had said "You sound like my mom." I laughed and being the witty know it all I am I thought I was correcting her when I said. "Don't you mean I sound like your dad?" Little did I know I was wrong. She then quickly replied. "No." With quick retaliation I fired "I'm pretty sure you meant dad. I'm a guy." With no surprise she said "No no, I'm pretty sure I meant mom." That ended our conversation for the day as she left for bed. The following day as soon as she logged online I type "HOW AM I LIKE YOUR MOM!" Then she said "That is exactly what my mom would've said." She laughed and I stopped trying. The lesson of the day is, don't ever think you know more than a girl. Because no matter how hard you try, the girl knows more.
Currently listening to: Here Without You - Three Doors Down
Another reason I was a bit out of it was the fact that one of my friends I thought I was close with began to distance herself from me. I suspected that she was just bored of me and was moving on. I never got a reason but either way it was inevitable. When I went out to play sports and such I had to act as if nothing was wrong and that was the most painful part. But Ella's finally come home from her cruise and I was able to speak with her. That was the release I needed to bring me back to who I was. That, and the fact that I screaming to Cross My Heart by Mariannas Trench a couple dozen times. I call it screaming and not singing for that's what will reported to the police when I'm sued for public disturbance.
There were a few interesting things that had occurred to me as of recent though. I had gone to a beach for my first time with my ultimate frisbee friends. We played volleyball and ultimate. There was a BBQ and we ventured to Mc Donald's as well. It was an okay day but I didn't have as much fun as I wished I could've. I also got to hang out with my Korean friend one on one for the first time in over a year. We're close and we've known each other since grade three. I'm glad I got to spend time with him because I have more fun trash talking with him than anything else in the world. We played ping pong and tennis. I won in both *winky wink*.
I've also made a new friend. To be honest I knew about her since the beginning of the year but didn't have the guts to ever say hi. Due to my oddly wavering self esteem whenever I had the chance to say hi I just stopped myself. But since things weren't going too great as of late, I went in with the mentality of what else could go wrong, I have nothing else to lose. And in the end the risk paid off. Rona was a new friend of mine. She was shy but very kind. She always logged online relatively late at night so we talked till late hours. It was refreshing talking to someone new since I had just recently lost a close friend. Having Rona really helped numb the pain though.
The day before I also had quite the interesting conversation with a friend of mine. Since I bug my friends a lot about the little things and tell them things they shouldn't do, and ask them a handful of questions when they go out or come home late, many have compared me to their fathers. But recently, something interesting occurred. One of my friends had said "You sound like my mom." I laughed and being the witty know it all I am I thought I was correcting her when I said. "Don't you mean I sound like your dad?" Little did I know I was wrong. She then quickly replied. "No." With quick retaliation I fired "I'm pretty sure you meant dad. I'm a guy." With no surprise she said "No no, I'm pretty sure I meant mom." That ended our conversation for the day as she left for bed. The following day as soon as she logged online I type "HOW AM I LIKE YOUR MOM!" Then she said "That is exactly what my mom would've said." She laughed and I stopped trying. The lesson of the day is, don't ever think you know more than a girl. Because no matter how hard you try, the girl knows more.
Currently listening to: Here Without You - Three Doors Down
down to earth~
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
If there's one thing I learned these past four years, it's this.
Love.
Something you can feel but can't touch.
You can't see it but you'll always be looking for it.
It is what gave birth to us.
But at times it makes us want to take our own lives.
Bringing us tears of pain and anguish in dark times.
Yet bringing us tears of joy and comfort as well.
One can give it, but not buy it.
Receive it, but not own it.
It can bring the strongest man down to his knees.
Yet give the weakest man the strength of a thousand men.
So why are we given such a complex emotion?
Because it is the force that maintains and pushes mankind's existence forward.
It is also what makes us human.
You make me human.
Love.
Something you can feel but can't touch.
You can't see it but you'll always be looking for it.
It is what gave birth to us.
But at times it makes us want to take our own lives.
Bringing us tears of pain and anguish in dark times.
Yet bringing us tears of joy and comfort as well.
One can give it, but not buy it.
Receive it, but not own it.
It can bring the strongest man down to his knees.
Yet give the weakest man the strength of a thousand men.
So why are we given such a complex emotion?
Because it is the force that maintains and pushes mankind's existence forward.
It is also what makes us human.
You make me human.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Project Ashes~
For the time being I have decided on the creative name Cookie*Monster as my symbol and alter ego of artistic justice. As for my company, I have come up with the name Project Ashes. Here are a few works I have recently done with one of my favorite inspirations.
Currently listening to: The Stuff - Lasse Lindh
down to earth~
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Do you believe in fate?~
There's no such thing as a perfect man or a perfect woman. Only perfect love the imperfect man and imperfect woman create together.
I had recently finished a Korean drama called Soulmate. It is about three couples fated to break up for they are not each others destiny. However, two individuals out of the three couples have never met, yet see each other in their dreams and can hear each other's thoughts. The are fated "soul mates" and will eventually end up together regardless of their own personal choices. The series is extremely funny and fast pace. It totals to only 12 hours of viewing pleasure, which is a lot shorter than most Korean dramas. It is relatively tragic but the ending did not satisfy my need for tragic events. Overall, I would recommend anyone to watch it just for fun. Best of all, Jam is watching it with me as well.
As for movies, my favorite pick of the week must be Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. It was a true cinematic adventure. It was thrilling, hilarious, may have contained a little too much lovey dovey stuff for a Harry Potter movie, but it was all good overall. The effects were amazing and the storyline was even better. I would recommend this to anyone with eyes. I went to watch it with a university friend of mine Anne, and I missed her so much. I'm glad we were able to meet again.
As for general merriment, I had been going out to eat quite often lately. Jam, Trang, and I have gone to eat Korean food twice already. The first time was in a very quiet mellow place with a real Korean type atmosphere and friendly service. It was my favorite Korean food joint since it wasn't as crowded as other places. The second time we went with several other friends as well. We were given quite a surprise near the end of the dinner that shall not be mentioned. But it was ok overall. The food wasn't as good but we all had good fun. The lesson of the day is to never eat a wad of wasabi.
Currently listening to: C'mon Through - Lasse Lindh
down to earth~
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
The meaning of Life~
With 36 definitions, the term life is one of the most discussed topics of all eternity. So what is the meaning of life? For those of religious views, do we need to fulfill a purpose or do we have a role to play on this green earth? For those of you who are purely scientific, do we really exist only to die with no real value to the long stream known as time? Is the ability to breathe and carry out bodily functions really the only way to truly define what it means to be living? As a seventeen year old, I am only full of questions without any real answers.
To me, a Chinese Canadian living a middle class life as a suburban high school kid, I believe to carry life is to carry hope. For each life has the hope of millions of making a difference. Change has never occurred through large populations but by individuals. To be able to live is to be able to have hope, carry it, and provide it. Although to many my thoughts may seem naive and somewhat immature, I still carry that hope inside me. I have met many people throughout my life and I've noticed one thing. For those that do not enjoy what they do and do not carry hope within them, they may be breathing and functioning but by no means are they living. Many people use the phrase "feeling lively" or "living again" because they had done something thrilling that excites them. That excitement creates greater possibilities for a brighter future and a better life style. How you can tell someone is living is if they do the one thing we all know is an attribute of someone who is living. As long as they love, they are living. Love is the strongest emotion one can feel because love overcomes all other emotions. Love can overcome, anger, fear, frustration, pain, sorrow. As long as we love, there is hope. If the whole world loved, than we would be that much closer to a brighter tomorrow. To love ourselves, each other, and the earth.
In the media and the society we live in today, what it really means to live is no longer taught. Hope, morals, and love are no longer priority. But rather wealth, fame, rationality, and knowledge. Even though our textbooks, television sets, and newspapers no longer contain any sign of hope, hope still remains in the chambers of my heart. Hope has been given to me by my friends and family. To make sure I'm living, I've always made sure that I've loved everything I've done, everyone I've met, and everything I'll do. If I had to do something I hated for the rest of my life I would be rather be dead for I would not truly be living. I'm not saying that we all must rise up with all our hope and change the world. But we should all love our choices and those around us and slowly, if we do so. We will make a change in the attitude and way we are. The stars will shine brighter, the laughs will sound louder, and the joy will feel that much heavier.
Keep in mind that I am but a seventeen year old boy with nothing but hope in my eyes. If I may have such a positive outlook on my future why can a nation not do the same. John Lennon is one of my most respected influences for his song Imagine. For out of everything I've ever heard, this song holds more hope for the future than anything else I've ever read. I feel as if John had known it really meant to live, and that he had lived his life to the fullest living every moment. He died on December 8th, 1980 when he was shot in the back four times by a stalker and was rushed to be hospital just to be declared dead on arrival. Even though he is gone, his hope is still very much alive, in the hearts of millions including my own.
Currently listening to: John Lennon - Imagine
To me, a Chinese Canadian living a middle class life as a suburban high school kid, I believe to carry life is to carry hope. For each life has the hope of millions of making a difference. Change has never occurred through large populations but by individuals. To be able to live is to be able to have hope, carry it, and provide it. Although to many my thoughts may seem naive and somewhat immature, I still carry that hope inside me. I have met many people throughout my life and I've noticed one thing. For those that do not enjoy what they do and do not carry hope within them, they may be breathing and functioning but by no means are they living. Many people use the phrase "feeling lively" or "living again" because they had done something thrilling that excites them. That excitement creates greater possibilities for a brighter future and a better life style. How you can tell someone is living is if they do the one thing we all know is an attribute of someone who is living. As long as they love, they are living. Love is the strongest emotion one can feel because love overcomes all other emotions. Love can overcome, anger, fear, frustration, pain, sorrow. As long as we love, there is hope. If the whole world loved, than we would be that much closer to a brighter tomorrow. To love ourselves, each other, and the earth.
In the media and the society we live in today, what it really means to live is no longer taught. Hope, morals, and love are no longer priority. But rather wealth, fame, rationality, and knowledge. Even though our textbooks, television sets, and newspapers no longer contain any sign of hope, hope still remains in the chambers of my heart. Hope has been given to me by my friends and family. To make sure I'm living, I've always made sure that I've loved everything I've done, everyone I've met, and everything I'll do. If I had to do something I hated for the rest of my life I would be rather be dead for I would not truly be living. I'm not saying that we all must rise up with all our hope and change the world. But we should all love our choices and those around us and slowly, if we do so. We will make a change in the attitude and way we are. The stars will shine brighter, the laughs will sound louder, and the joy will feel that much heavier.
Keep in mind that I am but a seventeen year old boy with nothing but hope in my eyes. If I may have such a positive outlook on my future why can a nation not do the same. John Lennon is one of my most respected influences for his song Imagine. For out of everything I've ever heard, this song holds more hope for the future than anything else I've ever read. I feel as if John had known it really meant to live, and that he had lived his life to the fullest living every moment. He died on December 8th, 1980 when he was shot in the back four times by a stalker and was rushed to be hospital just to be declared dead on arrival. Even though he is gone, his hope is still very much alive, in the hearts of millions including my own.
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
Currently listening to: John Lennon - Imagine
down to earth~
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Night it up~
On July 11th I attended Night It Up. Similar to Taste of Asia. Night It Up is a night market run by Power Unit at Metro Square. A stage is provided for performances and several dozen booths are placed in horizontal rows. The booths consisted of smelly tofu, teriyaki, squid, bubble tea, trinkets, and many other foods and games. I was invited by my friend Letty whom I met during a badminton tournament. When I arrived I met two of her other friends Louise and Johny. We walked around without doing much because I had not figured out what I had wanted to eat yet. However, Letty and Johny bought stir fry ice cream. Stir fry ice cream is basically a fried waffle type thing with ice cream mixed with chocolate sprinkles and such over a marble slant. It costs $5 per ice cream.
Later on, Letty and Louise both bought a coconut from this random stand for $3. In less than no time I found a stand sponsored by T&T that sold coconuts for $2. I don't actually like drinking coconuts but I bought one anyways just to rub it in. I told her "Oh wow this coconut is so delicious I can totally taste the deal. I love my $2 coconut. But it's ok I understand why you paid more. It's for convenience it was much closer to you and you didn't want to make such a strenuous journey." The T&T stand was actually only four booths down from the other booth they purchased it from. Mandarin Badminton, Creative Zing, and Ten Ren also had sponsored booths. They did not go to make money necessarily, they went for the advertisement.
Later on, I found this magically store hidden near the stage no one had gone to because it was positioned awkwardly. At the front it was cluttered with Gundams and Digimon, and the back walls were filled with PSP and DS accessories. However the real deal was on the side wall, which was hardly visible to the public. It was a bunch of phone charms that I actually collect. The charms are relatively expensive if you were to purchase them regularly. The Voodoo Dolls are regularly $8 at Ones, the three Color Bears are regularly $7 at Pacific Mall, and the e.Sai monkey and Mario mushroom are also $5 a piece. That would give you a grand total of $39 for six items. The price they were selling them for was 5 for $10 and the Voodoo Dolls were 2 for $3 so I split the cost with a friend. I got all six for a grand total of $11.50. I was overjoyed to find such a great buy. The rent for a booth at Night It Up is a little over $400 for the two nights which is pricey. Many good businesses make over $500 and those that are not so popular go into deficit of close to $400. Therefore, everything there is usually very over priced yet I found such a great deal.
Afterwards, I was very happy and finally began my food journey. I ate bacon wrapped cherry tomatoes, a Chinese style hot dog, seaweed salad, teriyaki beef, fried eggplant, fried squid balls, and fried squid. I wanted to line up for takoyaki since my friends lined up for smelly tofu, but the makers of the takoyaki were extremely slow and the line seemed endless. I had it before during a different festival and they were delicious. Later on we went to T&T nearby and we got sushi and mango pudding for a cheap price since the end of the day sale for sushi is usually amazing. On my way home I met this guy called Anson who was playing with his yoyo. He had been yoyoing for seven years and he was amazing. The speed of his string tricks were crazy. He made his one meter yoyo string seem endless. Turns out, we have much more in common than I knew. The lesson I learned for the day is that if you have high expectations for everything you'll only be disappointed, but you should always show interest and be curious. Curiosity makes everything more interesting.
Currently listening to: Sara Bareilles - Gravity
Later on, Letty and Louise both bought a coconut from this random stand for $3. In less than no time I found a stand sponsored by T&T that sold coconuts for $2. I don't actually like drinking coconuts but I bought one anyways just to rub it in. I told her "Oh wow this coconut is so delicious I can totally taste the deal. I love my $2 coconut. But it's ok I understand why you paid more. It's for convenience it was much closer to you and you didn't want to make such a strenuous journey." The T&T stand was actually only four booths down from the other booth they purchased it from. Mandarin Badminton, Creative Zing, and Ten Ren also had sponsored booths. They did not go to make money necessarily, they went for the advertisement.
Later on, I found this magically store hidden near the stage no one had gone to because it was positioned awkwardly. At the front it was cluttered with Gundams and Digimon, and the back walls were filled with PSP and DS accessories. However the real deal was on the side wall, which was hardly visible to the public. It was a bunch of phone charms that I actually collect. The charms are relatively expensive if you were to purchase them regularly. The Voodoo Dolls are regularly $8 at Ones, the three Color Bears are regularly $7 at Pacific Mall, and the e.Sai monkey and Mario mushroom are also $5 a piece. That would give you a grand total of $39 for six items. The price they were selling them for was 5 for $10 and the Voodoo Dolls were 2 for $3 so I split the cost with a friend. I got all six for a grand total of $11.50. I was overjoyed to find such a great buy. The rent for a booth at Night It Up is a little over $400 for the two nights which is pricey. Many good businesses make over $500 and those that are not so popular go into deficit of close to $400. Therefore, everything there is usually very over priced yet I found such a great deal.
Afterwards, I was very happy and finally began my food journey. I ate bacon wrapped cherry tomatoes, a Chinese style hot dog, seaweed salad, teriyaki beef, fried eggplant, fried squid balls, and fried squid. I wanted to line up for takoyaki since my friends lined up for smelly tofu, but the makers of the takoyaki were extremely slow and the line seemed endless. I had it before during a different festival and they were delicious. Later on we went to T&T nearby and we got sushi and mango pudding for a cheap price since the end of the day sale for sushi is usually amazing. On my way home I met this guy called Anson who was playing with his yoyo. He had been yoyoing for seven years and he was amazing. The speed of his string tricks were crazy. He made his one meter yoyo string seem endless. Turns out, we have much more in common than I knew. The lesson I learned for the day is that if you have high expectations for everything you'll only be disappointed, but you should always show interest and be curious. Curiosity makes everything more interesting.
Currently listening to: Sara Bareilles - Gravity
down to earth~
Friday, July 10, 2009
I want you all to myself~
On this glorious day, I had the perfect day planned for me, my best friend, and Jam another close friend of mine. It started off with a nice comfy awakening as I gently rolled out of bed. I turned on my computer and screamed, not sung, to my new favourite song All To Myself by Mariannas Trench and got prepared to leave. I arrived at Pacific Mall my all time favourite mall since it had a ton of neat collectibles and foods not found anywhere else. I was early of course since it is always better for the gentlemen to wait for the lady, and Ashy. I called them up to check where they were and to my amazement, Jam was still in bed. However, Ashy was already there and we met at the front entrance of the mall. She looked gorgeous today. She was wearing a pink tee and a purple and pink checkered kilt like dress. Jam then magically called me to inform me that she was there in less than 10 minutes since I had last called her. She looked nice too. I know you probably think I'm being dry but it's because I had seen Jam for the majority of the week and Ashy only twice since the summer had begun.
We went about our merry way to Station Asia to have our lunch. Upon arrival we sat in big comfy couches and ordered. I ordered something I do not remember, and Ashy and Jam shared a ketchup cooked chicken. The menu actually had ketchup cooked pork but Ashy asked if they had chicken and the nice lady actually made it for her. After agreeing to make her ketchup chicken, Ashy also asked for extra pineapple, which to me was the cutest thing I had ever heard. We ate and talked about nothing important at all. That was what I loved the most about being around close friends. Discussions never need a topics, and topics never need a direction to head in. While preoccupied with talking I burned my tongue since the spoon had touched the bottom of my bowl, which was boiling hot. I of course gave out a somewhat manly scream before I proceeded to burn my hand too as it accidentally hit the side of the bowl. The food was fantastic and the lady even called Ashy pretty. I gave a generous tip of... I think 25% or at least very close to.
We walked around and in search of activities. Without noticing I almost ran into another individual who was not paying attention. With my quick ninja skills I managed to dodge with what Ashy describes as a failed dance move. Ashy had two things in mind for the day. She needed a dress for a wedding she was attending and a phone charm for her sister. We arrived at our first dress store spotting a strapless long flower patterned dress with an elastic upper section to hold the dress up and a ribbon at the back. The suggested price for the dress was $50. I found humor in the fact that the sign in the store said "All 50% Off" but the "All" was clearly scratched off with pencil. When Ashy asked how much I thought the dress would cost I said that it was probably $30 or so but it might be 50% off I'm not too sure since the sign is so indecisive. She went to try the dress on in a toned brown colour. Without a doubt, she was breathtaking. Of course I did not tell her that though, since she gets too many compliments anyways.
We left realizing Jam would in no case try on any of the dresses because she disliked dresses for some strange apparent reason. $50 was steep for such a dress because I think the original price of the dress probably ranged from $15 to $20. I suggested that I could bargain it down to $30 but Ashy did not want to impose. While walking around we came across another store with the exact same dress. Ashy gave me the green light because she actually wanted to watch me fail. I walked in and asked for the price. She said $45 instead of $50 so I knew it was possible. Every lie needs a back story so I spoke. "Excuse me, can you sell me the dress for $30?" She immediately retaliated with "Of course not, for that price I'll go out of business. No one will sell it to you for that cheap." So I responded with "But you're so lang luy (pretty) I'm sure this store will be fine. The thing is, I needa buy it for my girlfriend because its our one month and it'd be a really nice gift. I think she'd love that dress." With somewhat of a long pause she said. "Fine, I'll give it to you this time, I'm new here (I'm positive the store was old) and this is my first sale." So I told her "Yes but since it's for love, your first sale will be a lucky one." And so we got the dress for $30. Ashy lit up like the fourth of July. I was glad I could still make her smile. If she was going to ask me why I was being so stingy with my girlfriends gift, I had another back story to cover that one. That my girlfriend was in HK and that when she flew back I would bring her the dress, and then take her to a very fancy expensive restaurant. The first rule to bargaining is to always have a reason to come up short on cash. If they know you have the cash, they'll never lower the price.
After such an adventure, Ashy and Jam praised me for a good couple of minutes telling me how they thought I was all talk until it actually happened. They seemed so surprised that it had actually worked. I got an Arizona from a bubble tea shop and then we went upstairs to play video games at Playdium. We played Time Crisis and some button pressing game. For Time Crisis, Jam and Ashy played first and Jam's expression when she played was filled with shock and horror. Ashy however was better than both of us at the game. I had much more fun watching them play than I did playing the actual game. Afterwards, we went around in search of phone charms for Ashy's sister and Jam. After going to almost every store we sat down on our own bench and talked for a while. Talking on the bench was one of my favourite parts of the day. Jam played a lot of Rhythm Heaven while Ashy and I caught up on the last little while. At one point I was sitting between Ashy and Jam, and Ashy said "Arn't you lucky sitting between two pretty girls." Being the sarcastic twit I am I told her "What pretty girls? I don't see any." So she corrected herself and said "Ok fine, I'm not a girl, you're sitting beside one pretty girl than." Right then and there we unmasked that Ashy was secretly a cross dresser since she had a kilt on. Apparently it's a dress but I call it a kilt cause it's checkered.
We then proceeded to Ones and Smart Maple in search of phone charms. They were our last resort for the day. Ones is one of my favourite stores because they not only have cute charms and accessories, they have cool stuff for everyday usage such as pillows, kitchenware, stationary, and others as well. We did not get anything at ones today even though I did spot many cute items I would like to obtain. At Smart Maple however, I got a mini Converse shoe key chain, and Jam got another one of her signature headbands. It was blue with two ribbons. Ashy had spotted it first and I loved it because it looked so cute on Jam. I obviously told her it was pretty but she wasn't just in case she was feeling like I had complimented her too much for the day. We need to keep it real here on Planet Earth. None of that over confidence or cocky attitude. So I always remember to occasionally throw in a couple of dry remarks along side my compliments.
Running back around to check for phone charms one last time we ended up buying Jam a Mario Life Gaining Mushroom with a screen wiper type thing attached. We only wanted the mushroom part though so we needed to break the bottom off. In order to do so we needed some sort of tool. We entered another accessory store and the lady asked what colour phone we were trying to match so we told her black. She spent quite some time and effort trying to persuade us to purchase something. I think I gave her the driest reply I could think of without realizing. I ended up asking if we could borrow her pliers and left right after we had ripped off the bottom of the charm we had purchased earlier. We got junk food at a local candy store and chilled for a little while longer. While paying for a drink Ashy bought she needed ten cents and I was taking quite some time to find my two nickels she said "Geez hurry up." I replied with the only thing I could think of at the moment, and now that I reflect upon it, it seems more of a lie. I said "Gosh calm down, you can't rush a lang jai (pretty boy)."
It was then time for Ashy to leave to go to work and for Jam and me to go to play ultimate at school. We parted since she needed to take a different bus and I gave her the biggest hug I could've since I did not know when the next encounter would be. The bus ride to school was actually very nice. We reflected upon the fun day we had and laughed about stupid things that happened. I hope I'll be able to experience this again some other day. Ultimate was unexpected fun today as well. Lan was on the losing team but still acting very triumphant, so it ticked a ton of people off but it was funny when Jason, a senior member went on a raging fury as he screamed at individuals like mad. All in all, the reason I loved my day so much is that I got to spend my day with Ashy. The closeness between us may have been translated as something else by outsiders so if someone not as close was with us we'd have to watch our actions and comments but since it was Jam, we could be ourselves and Jam could see that we were actually really close without doubting my motives. Thanks to Jam and Ashy, I had the time of my life today and probably the best day since summer began. The lesson I learned today is that no matter what happens in your life or whatever goes on, the world will seem like that much of a better place when you find someone you love and someone you cherish.
Currently listening to: Mariannas Trench - All To Myself
We went about our merry way to Station Asia to have our lunch. Upon arrival we sat in big comfy couches and ordered. I ordered something I do not remember, and Ashy and Jam shared a ketchup cooked chicken. The menu actually had ketchup cooked pork but Ashy asked if they had chicken and the nice lady actually made it for her. After agreeing to make her ketchup chicken, Ashy also asked for extra pineapple, which to me was the cutest thing I had ever heard. We ate and talked about nothing important at all. That was what I loved the most about being around close friends. Discussions never need a topics, and topics never need a direction to head in. While preoccupied with talking I burned my tongue since the spoon had touched the bottom of my bowl, which was boiling hot. I of course gave out a somewhat manly scream before I proceeded to burn my hand too as it accidentally hit the side of the bowl. The food was fantastic and the lady even called Ashy pretty. I gave a generous tip of... I think 25% or at least very close to.
We walked around and in search of activities. Without noticing I almost ran into another individual who was not paying attention. With my quick ninja skills I managed to dodge with what Ashy describes as a failed dance move. Ashy had two things in mind for the day. She needed a dress for a wedding she was attending and a phone charm for her sister. We arrived at our first dress store spotting a strapless long flower patterned dress with an elastic upper section to hold the dress up and a ribbon at the back. The suggested price for the dress was $50. I found humor in the fact that the sign in the store said "All 50% Off" but the "All" was clearly scratched off with pencil. When Ashy asked how much I thought the dress would cost I said that it was probably $30 or so but it might be 50% off I'm not too sure since the sign is so indecisive. She went to try the dress on in a toned brown colour. Without a doubt, she was breathtaking. Of course I did not tell her that though, since she gets too many compliments anyways.
We left realizing Jam would in no case try on any of the dresses because she disliked dresses for some strange apparent reason. $50 was steep for such a dress because I think the original price of the dress probably ranged from $15 to $20. I suggested that I could bargain it down to $30 but Ashy did not want to impose. While walking around we came across another store with the exact same dress. Ashy gave me the green light because she actually wanted to watch me fail. I walked in and asked for the price. She said $45 instead of $50 so I knew it was possible. Every lie needs a back story so I spoke. "Excuse me, can you sell me the dress for $30?" She immediately retaliated with "Of course not, for that price I'll go out of business. No one will sell it to you for that cheap." So I responded with "But you're so lang luy (pretty) I'm sure this store will be fine. The thing is, I needa buy it for my girlfriend because its our one month and it'd be a really nice gift. I think she'd love that dress." With somewhat of a long pause she said. "Fine, I'll give it to you this time, I'm new here (I'm positive the store was old) and this is my first sale." So I told her "Yes but since it's for love, your first sale will be a lucky one." And so we got the dress for $30. Ashy lit up like the fourth of July. I was glad I could still make her smile. If she was going to ask me why I was being so stingy with my girlfriends gift, I had another back story to cover that one. That my girlfriend was in HK and that when she flew back I would bring her the dress, and then take her to a very fancy expensive restaurant. The first rule to bargaining is to always have a reason to come up short on cash. If they know you have the cash, they'll never lower the price.
After such an adventure, Ashy and Jam praised me for a good couple of minutes telling me how they thought I was all talk until it actually happened. They seemed so surprised that it had actually worked. I got an Arizona from a bubble tea shop and then we went upstairs to play video games at Playdium. We played Time Crisis and some button pressing game. For Time Crisis, Jam and Ashy played first and Jam's expression when she played was filled with shock and horror. Ashy however was better than both of us at the game. I had much more fun watching them play than I did playing the actual game. Afterwards, we went around in search of phone charms for Ashy's sister and Jam. After going to almost every store we sat down on our own bench and talked for a while. Talking on the bench was one of my favourite parts of the day. Jam played a lot of Rhythm Heaven while Ashy and I caught up on the last little while. At one point I was sitting between Ashy and Jam, and Ashy said "Arn't you lucky sitting between two pretty girls." Being the sarcastic twit I am I told her "What pretty girls? I don't see any." So she corrected herself and said "Ok fine, I'm not a girl, you're sitting beside one pretty girl than." Right then and there we unmasked that Ashy was secretly a cross dresser since she had a kilt on. Apparently it's a dress but I call it a kilt cause it's checkered.
We then proceeded to Ones and Smart Maple in search of phone charms. They were our last resort for the day. Ones is one of my favourite stores because they not only have cute charms and accessories, they have cool stuff for everyday usage such as pillows, kitchenware, stationary, and others as well. We did not get anything at ones today even though I did spot many cute items I would like to obtain. At Smart Maple however, I got a mini Converse shoe key chain, and Jam got another one of her signature headbands. It was blue with two ribbons. Ashy had spotted it first and I loved it because it looked so cute on Jam. I obviously told her it was pretty but she wasn't just in case she was feeling like I had complimented her too much for the day. We need to keep it real here on Planet Earth. None of that over confidence or cocky attitude. So I always remember to occasionally throw in a couple of dry remarks along side my compliments.
Running back around to check for phone charms one last time we ended up buying Jam a Mario Life Gaining Mushroom with a screen wiper type thing attached. We only wanted the mushroom part though so we needed to break the bottom off. In order to do so we needed some sort of tool. We entered another accessory store and the lady asked what colour phone we were trying to match so we told her black. She spent quite some time and effort trying to persuade us to purchase something. I think I gave her the driest reply I could think of without realizing. I ended up asking if we could borrow her pliers and left right after we had ripped off the bottom of the charm we had purchased earlier. We got junk food at a local candy store and chilled for a little while longer. While paying for a drink Ashy bought she needed ten cents and I was taking quite some time to find my two nickels she said "Geez hurry up." I replied with the only thing I could think of at the moment, and now that I reflect upon it, it seems more of a lie. I said "Gosh calm down, you can't rush a lang jai (pretty boy)."
It was then time for Ashy to leave to go to work and for Jam and me to go to play ultimate at school. We parted since she needed to take a different bus and I gave her the biggest hug I could've since I did not know when the next encounter would be. The bus ride to school was actually very nice. We reflected upon the fun day we had and laughed about stupid things that happened. I hope I'll be able to experience this again some other day. Ultimate was unexpected fun today as well. Lan was on the losing team but still acting very triumphant, so it ticked a ton of people off but it was funny when Jason, a senior member went on a raging fury as he screamed at individuals like mad. All in all, the reason I loved my day so much is that I got to spend my day with Ashy. The closeness between us may have been translated as something else by outsiders so if someone not as close was with us we'd have to watch our actions and comments but since it was Jam, we could be ourselves and Jam could see that we were actually really close without doubting my motives. Thanks to Jam and Ashy, I had the time of my life today and probably the best day since summer began. The lesson I learned today is that no matter what happens in your life or whatever goes on, the world will seem like that much of a better place when you find someone you love and someone you cherish.
Currently listening to: Mariannas Trench - All To Myself
down to earth~
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Blue walls and clear skies~
Lately, I've been told to do many meaningless tasks for people I care about. Weather it be friends or family, they use me to the fullest without worrying about my well being. But that's ok because I am an incredibly nice individual whose not afraid to help a friend. That, and the fact that if I did not, then many of these females would kick my bum. The first person I had helped recently is Emmy. She had painted her room light blue and wanted me to put a design on the wall. The base paint took two hours to get the effect I wanted. In order for paint to look like it ripples, you must make short strokes in a somewhat circular pattern. As the paint drys, lighter and darker patches will appear giving it the whole ripple effect. Later on, I painted a collage of words on top of the base coat, which took another hour totaling three hours of work done for a friend in need.
I had also helped my sister out with her university books. She needed sections of books copied and binded. The total number of pages came close to one thousand four hundred. It weighed a mighty sum and I needed to constantly pick the book up to flip to the next page. I hurt my wrist the day before by helping Emmy with her wall, and now I had put my wrist through further stress from all the lifting action. If I had blown my wrist from all of this I would've been very depressed since I needed my wrists for badminton. This copying took a total of three hours as well and in a room with no air conditioning whatsoever.
The other day I had "helped" entertain Jam by watching movies with her. We watched Confessions of a Shopaholic one of my favorite movies out this year since it's funny and very down to earth. There was this one part where the main character was dumbfounded in the middle of the conference floor and so she repeated everything her boss had told her to say. At one point he said "Long pause, no answer." She then repeated it loud and clear. Jam and I both laughed very hard. The lesson I learned today is that sooner or later we all need help from someone, it's just unfortunate I'm usually the one helping.
Currently listening to: Snow Patrol - Run
I had also helped my sister out with her university books. She needed sections of books copied and binded. The total number of pages came close to one thousand four hundred. It weighed a mighty sum and I needed to constantly pick the book up to flip to the next page. I hurt my wrist the day before by helping Emmy with her wall, and now I had put my wrist through further stress from all the lifting action. If I had blown my wrist from all of this I would've been very depressed since I needed my wrists for badminton. This copying took a total of three hours as well and in a room with no air conditioning whatsoever.
The other day I had "helped" entertain Jam by watching movies with her. We watched Confessions of a Shopaholic one of my favorite movies out this year since it's funny and very down to earth. There was this one part where the main character was dumbfounded in the middle of the conference floor and so she repeated everything her boss had told her to say. At one point he said "Long pause, no answer." She then repeated it loud and clear. Jam and I both laughed very hard. The lesson I learned today is that sooner or later we all need help from someone, it's just unfortunate I'm usually the one helping.
Currently listening to: Snow Patrol - Run
down to earth~
Ping pong may be an attractive sport~
Lately, many of my friends have been coming over to my house. Lan, Sky, and Pwner have been over a couple of times, Jam has been over enough times, and a couple others as well. Usually when guy friends come over, we do things like play cards, play computer games or play video games. However, when girls come over, we tend to need to find other means of entertainment. Apparently many girls play ping pong. Of course not at the same pace as I, but at some sort of consistency. The most recent one to come over had been Sher. She came over after we went to the mall nearby to chill since my house was quiet and had air conditioning. We were at the mall for about an hour before we gave up walking around. At my house we played Stepmania a rhythm game and a bit of Bomberman.
When D.Ma came over during the summer, he always brought with him his laptop and we would play round fighting games for they were his passion. They were all non typical ones that normal teenagers would probably play, but nonetheless they took most of our time. I could never beat him in any of the fighting games since he would learn one or two combos in the game really well and then repeatedly hit me with the same combos. Whenever Lan, Sky, and Pwner came to my house we would do similarly the same type of things including Magic the Gathering, Texas Hold'em, and ping pong. We did all the extremely manly stuff.
Ashy came by once and it was the only time I had been able to see her all summer. I was overjoyed to see her and it'll probably be the highlight for me out of everyone else that had come to my house before. Because we did the one thing I always suggested doing but never got around to because the other person was always bored. For Ashy and I, we can literally sit there for an hour or more and just talk without any other distractions. For many other people, they would probably suggest doing something after a short while. Ashy also secretly loves Bomberman and ping pong as well, which I found quite cute.
For the times Jam came by, we would play Bomberman, ping pong, foosball, and watch movies. Yet again, Bomberman and ping pong seem to be common interests between pretty girls. Whenever I spent time with Jam either alone or with others, she stayed relatively quiet and waited for me to say or do something stupid. She loved to laugh at me but being the Kevin that I am, being laughed at is a regular occurrence. Time with Jam was fun to. It was relaxing because I didn't feel as if I had to entertain her since she sort of is easily amused. The lesson I learned from all these experiences is that people spend time differently with others even if spent in the exact same place.
Currently listening to: Scandal - Shojo S
When D.Ma came over during the summer, he always brought with him his laptop and we would play round fighting games for they were his passion. They were all non typical ones that normal teenagers would probably play, but nonetheless they took most of our time. I could never beat him in any of the fighting games since he would learn one or two combos in the game really well and then repeatedly hit me with the same combos. Whenever Lan, Sky, and Pwner came to my house we would do similarly the same type of things including Magic the Gathering, Texas Hold'em, and ping pong. We did all the extremely manly stuff.
Ashy came by once and it was the only time I had been able to see her all summer. I was overjoyed to see her and it'll probably be the highlight for me out of everyone else that had come to my house before. Because we did the one thing I always suggested doing but never got around to because the other person was always bored. For Ashy and I, we can literally sit there for an hour or more and just talk without any other distractions. For many other people, they would probably suggest doing something after a short while. Ashy also secretly loves Bomberman and ping pong as well, which I found quite cute.
For the times Jam came by, we would play Bomberman, ping pong, foosball, and watch movies. Yet again, Bomberman and ping pong seem to be common interests between pretty girls. Whenever I spent time with Jam either alone or with others, she stayed relatively quiet and waited for me to say or do something stupid. She loved to laugh at me but being the Kevin that I am, being laughed at is a regular occurrence. Time with Jam was fun to. It was relaxing because I didn't feel as if I had to entertain her since she sort of is easily amused. The lesson I learned from all these experiences is that people spend time differently with others even if spent in the exact same place.
Currently listening to: Scandal - Shojo S
down to earth~
Sharing my night sky with you~
Last Wednesday, Jam was convinced that she should've come to ultimate with the rest of us. However, her piano lessons ended at 6 while ultimate started at 6:30. The bus ride there however was an hour long. Therefore, being the amazingly great friend I am, i volunteered to stay behind and wait for her. It was Canada Day and I was extremely bummed out that I wasn't able to watch fireworks with anyone since all fireworks were canceled due to the worker's strike. As the clock struck 6 Jam met up with me and we bussed there. The majority of the day was just filled with drills and scrimmages. I did however meet a person called Micheal Wong. He was from UTS and we paired up for some weird cup hitting game. We proceeded to win the event and claim two five dollar Tim Cards. To this point I still think he won the event alone. I only got a couple of points here and there but not really anything too consistent. He thought I was silly because I would not take credit for the win.
Later on as it got dark, I wanted to bring Jam home early so she wouldn't get into any trouble. As we bussed be talked for another hour or so about things that really did not matter. Much like most of my other discussion topics, whatever I said was probably meaningless, but it was nice talking to her. When we go to Kennedy and Sheppard the intersection near her house, we both did not want to go home. So like most hyperactive teenagers that didn't want to go home, we did the only reasonable thing and bought gigantic slushies from the gas station. I really do not know why gas stations love selling slushies but it did not matter because I loved slushies. Mine was either red or orange while Jam had a combination drink. If I remembered correctly, it was delicious! I had craved slushies for the longest of time trying substitutes such as popsicles and freezes but none had satisfied my thirst for the almighty slushy.
We spent some time wandering the streets when we heard our first bang. Little did we know that it would lead to bigger things. We decided to follow the sound of the bang and had begun to see shiny colours. Yes, it was a Christmas miracle in July. Apparently, some very rich individuals had bought their own fireworks and were lighting them up from different locations. Jam and I sat there with our slushies in the back parking lot of the local Wal-Mart for a good thirty minutes watching the shiny colours. I was thrilled and she could see that in my eyes. Even though I have no strong feelings for Jam, it was still one of the most romantic things I had ever done. Just sitting under a colour lit sky with someone and my favourite drink. I think if anything I was having a romantic moment with my slushy. The fireworks made my day, week, and possibly month. Jam was happy as well. I then walked her home and gave her a hug. It was then that I realized hugging her was a difficult task. She tippy toed and I bent down, yet she could still barely look over my shoulder. The lesson I learned today is that hugging is made easier when sitting down.
Currently listening to: The Latency - Tonight I Love You
Later on as it got dark, I wanted to bring Jam home early so she wouldn't get into any trouble. As we bussed be talked for another hour or so about things that really did not matter. Much like most of my other discussion topics, whatever I said was probably meaningless, but it was nice talking to her. When we go to Kennedy and Sheppard the intersection near her house, we both did not want to go home. So like most hyperactive teenagers that didn't want to go home, we did the only reasonable thing and bought gigantic slushies from the gas station. I really do not know why gas stations love selling slushies but it did not matter because I loved slushies. Mine was either red or orange while Jam had a combination drink. If I remembered correctly, it was delicious! I had craved slushies for the longest of time trying substitutes such as popsicles and freezes but none had satisfied my thirst for the almighty slushy.
We spent some time wandering the streets when we heard our first bang. Little did we know that it would lead to bigger things. We decided to follow the sound of the bang and had begun to see shiny colours. Yes, it was a Christmas miracle in July. Apparently, some very rich individuals had bought their own fireworks and were lighting them up from different locations. Jam and I sat there with our slushies in the back parking lot of the local Wal-Mart for a good thirty minutes watching the shiny colours. I was thrilled and she could see that in my eyes. Even though I have no strong feelings for Jam, it was still one of the most romantic things I had ever done. Just sitting under a colour lit sky with someone and my favourite drink. I think if anything I was having a romantic moment with my slushy. The fireworks made my day, week, and possibly month. Jam was happy as well. I then walked her home and gave her a hug. It was then that I realized hugging her was a difficult task. She tippy toed and I bent down, yet she could still barely look over my shoulder. The lesson I learned today is that hugging is made easier when sitting down.
Currently listening to: The Latency - Tonight I Love You
down to earth~
Cloudy with a chance of awesome~
I realized that it's been some time since I last posted anything about my life, but it's been because I haven't been able to figure out what I want to write about. But I miss those of you that are stuck working for stupid restaurants that make you wear short skirts, and those of you who are stuck in class learning about parabola's and lines. I know we haven't been able to stay in touch so I guess the best way for me to tell you what's going on is to keep blogging. I in fact really do miss you guys terribly though. Keep up the good work, keep your spirits high, and I'll see you guys in no time.
It seems as if the weather man has been having a knack for being terribly wrong. Throughout the past couple of weeks I have been spending much time with Jam. I've grown quite fond of her as an individual. The weather indicated a 70% chance of rainfall yet when the time came, the skies were clear. Time after time the weather man deceived me into having a less eventful day. One of these times were J.Liu's birthday party. We had planned to go to the beach but was changed to a party at her house. K.Vu was there as well and that day we had spent a lot of time talking to each other. I got just a bit closer to K.Vu that day, but that's ok because he seems like a sincere enough person. J.Liu apparently liked the gifts we got her and she smiled.
After we left her house we all ventured to the mall to watch Year One. Half of us wanted to watch Year One while the other half wanted to watch Transformers 2. However Transformers 2 was sold out so we had Year One all to ourselves. Year One was an extremely hilarious movie with many laugh out loud parts and I enjoyed watching it with K.Vu and Jam. At one point in the movie, Jack Black was eating bear poo and yet Jam was still eating her chocolate. I found that quite amazing. Later on we went to Jack Astors and we had a very fun dinner. I was stuffed since I had ordered too much. Jam couldn't even finish hers and K.Vu tossed the rest of his away. I guess it's hard to eat much when you're all super skinny. The lesson of the day must've been that you should never order more than you can handle.
Currently listening to: Boys Like Girls - Love Drunk
It seems as if the weather man has been having a knack for being terribly wrong. Throughout the past couple of weeks I have been spending much time with Jam. I've grown quite fond of her as an individual. The weather indicated a 70% chance of rainfall yet when the time came, the skies were clear. Time after time the weather man deceived me into having a less eventful day. One of these times were J.Liu's birthday party. We had planned to go to the beach but was changed to a party at her house. K.Vu was there as well and that day we had spent a lot of time talking to each other. I got just a bit closer to K.Vu that day, but that's ok because he seems like a sincere enough person. J.Liu apparently liked the gifts we got her and she smiled.
After we left her house we all ventured to the mall to watch Year One. Half of us wanted to watch Year One while the other half wanted to watch Transformers 2. However Transformers 2 was sold out so we had Year One all to ourselves. Year One was an extremely hilarious movie with many laugh out loud parts and I enjoyed watching it with K.Vu and Jam. At one point in the movie, Jack Black was eating bear poo and yet Jam was still eating her chocolate. I found that quite amazing. Later on we went to Jack Astors and we had a very fun dinner. I was stuffed since I had ordered too much. Jam couldn't even finish hers and K.Vu tossed the rest of his away. I guess it's hard to eat much when you're all super skinny. The lesson of the day must've been that you should never order more than you can handle.
Currently listening to: Boys Like Girls - Love Drunk
down to earth~
Friday, July 3, 2009
My reality~
To: Manlady
To this day and time, the thought of you has been in my mind
The one that helps me see the light, the one that helps me through the night
My friend my treasure, my gift so great I cannot measure
In this world of false hopes, you have always been able to keep us both
In a reality of our own, where we share laughs stories and ice cream cones
No matter what others say, you are my January February March April May
You are the sun and the moon, the rhythm and the tune
You are my reality, my life my courage my personality
I do not need money or wealth, for you are more real to me than life itself
Thank you for all that's said and done, for this battle we have won
From: Yellow
(Because you said "You should write poems". Told you I did xP)
To this day and time, the thought of you has been in my mind
The one that helps me see the light, the one that helps me through the night
My friend my treasure, my gift so great I cannot measure
In this world of false hopes, you have always been able to keep us both
In a reality of our own, where we share laughs stories and ice cream cones
No matter what others say, you are my January February March April May
You are the sun and the moon, the rhythm and the tune
You are my reality, my life my courage my personality
I do not need money or wealth, for you are more real to me than life itself
Thank you for all that's said and done, for this battle we have won
From: Yellow
(Because you said "You should write poems". Told you I did xP)
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Nat's Plane Letter~
Dear Natalie,
With a lack of Microsoft Word and spell check, I have chosen to write to you on my blog. Please copy and paste the following so you may print it out later. It seems that you tell me that you're leaving quite frequently. I still can't believe it's been a year since the last time you went to HK. This past year just felt so short compared to every other year. I guess it's because it's true when they say time goes by faster when you're laughing. Have you had fun this year? Lots of laughs I presume. I know for sure I've had an awesome year and that you are one of the many reasons for it. I've met a lot of people this year and made a ton of new friends. You were one of the very first non school friends I had ever made. I think it was around the beginning of grade 11 that I started to become less shy. You I guess are a pioneer to my social career, but I'm sorry that you are because I'm sure I was a very awkward kid. At least you think I'm awesome now right? If you even dare to say no I'm not talking to you anymore =.=".
But even if you magically believe that I'm awesome, strong, and well put together, you are completely wrong. I can prove it to you with this true story I'm about to tell you that happened just two days ago. Upon leaving to a friends place I was in the shoe room type thing of my house. The first door to my house opens to the shoe place and then the second door leads into my home. So I was in that little room when right after I put on my shoes I looked up and there on the door leading to the outside world, a gigantic wasp. It had legs, its behind seemed detached it was huge. It was probably about an inch long and its legs included made it 1/2 an inch tall. But in order to sound like more of a man I will tell everyone it was 3 inches long and an inch tall. I followed sighting it by doing the manliest thing I could've at the moment. I screamed like a little girl and ran back inside. Afterwords, I attempted to kill it by hitting it but could not gather the courage to open the door again since it took flight at such alarming speeds. My sister told me to spray it with hairspray but the hairsprays range was only about a foot. I was not willing to move a foot in front of it. That would still be considered brave range. I needed the spray to range about a meter, which was considered wimp range. After a while, my sister tried to scare it away by swearing at it but it could not leave because both doors were closed so we both left through the backdoor. So you see I'm not as tough as you thought.
I'm sure you're thinking to yourself that you never actually thought I was ever tough but that's ok because I think we all knew that at some point in time =). HK is a very hot place for very hot individuals so they didn't allow me to go, they rejected my plane ticket. But it seems that you go frequently so I guess you qualify! That's something good to celebrate. Remember to buy me lots of neat stuff you always seem to forget that. That's ok I'm sure it's because you're too busy having fun and not at all because you just forgot about Kevin. If that was the case I would have to be mad =). Anywho, I'm glad I met you and I'm glad you're always online for me to talk to. You're an awesome friend. And remember this, my cheesiness may be super corny, but my corn and cheese is comfort food! So if you ever need me just ask and I'll cook you up a mighty meal of cheese and corn! Notice that they're both processed foods you do not need to prepare... That tells you a lot about my cooking abilities. For however long you'll be gone you'll be missed here in Toronto! But we all forgive you for leaving because we know how much fun you'll have over there! Bring back memories and smiles =). See you soon.
With a lack of Microsoft Word and spell check, I have chosen to write to you on my blog. Please copy and paste the following so you may print it out later. It seems that you tell me that you're leaving quite frequently. I still can't believe it's been a year since the last time you went to HK. This past year just felt so short compared to every other year. I guess it's because it's true when they say time goes by faster when you're laughing. Have you had fun this year? Lots of laughs I presume. I know for sure I've had an awesome year and that you are one of the many reasons for it. I've met a lot of people this year and made a ton of new friends. You were one of the very first non school friends I had ever made. I think it was around the beginning of grade 11 that I started to become less shy. You I guess are a pioneer to my social career, but I'm sorry that you are because I'm sure I was a very awkward kid. At least you think I'm awesome now right? If you even dare to say no I'm not talking to you anymore =.=".
But even if you magically believe that I'm awesome, strong, and well put together, you are completely wrong. I can prove it to you with this true story I'm about to tell you that happened just two days ago. Upon leaving to a friends place I was in the shoe room type thing of my house. The first door to my house opens to the shoe place and then the second door leads into my home. So I was in that little room when right after I put on my shoes I looked up and there on the door leading to the outside world, a gigantic wasp. It had legs, its behind seemed detached it was huge. It was probably about an inch long and its legs included made it 1/2 an inch tall. But in order to sound like more of a man I will tell everyone it was 3 inches long and an inch tall. I followed sighting it by doing the manliest thing I could've at the moment. I screamed like a little girl and ran back inside. Afterwords, I attempted to kill it by hitting it but could not gather the courage to open the door again since it took flight at such alarming speeds. My sister told me to spray it with hairspray but the hairsprays range was only about a foot. I was not willing to move a foot in front of it. That would still be considered brave range. I needed the spray to range about a meter, which was considered wimp range. After a while, my sister tried to scare it away by swearing at it but it could not leave because both doors were closed so we both left through the backdoor. So you see I'm not as tough as you thought.
I'm sure you're thinking to yourself that you never actually thought I was ever tough but that's ok because I think we all knew that at some point in time =). HK is a very hot place for very hot individuals so they didn't allow me to go, they rejected my plane ticket. But it seems that you go frequently so I guess you qualify! That's something good to celebrate. Remember to buy me lots of neat stuff you always seem to forget that. That's ok I'm sure it's because you're too busy having fun and not at all because you just forgot about Kevin. If that was the case I would have to be mad =). Anywho, I'm glad I met you and I'm glad you're always online for me to talk to. You're an awesome friend. And remember this, my cheesiness may be super corny, but my corn and cheese is comfort food! So if you ever need me just ask and I'll cook you up a mighty meal of cheese and corn! Notice that they're both processed foods you do not need to prepare... That tells you a lot about my cooking abilities. For however long you'll be gone you'll be missed here in Toronto! But we all forgive you for leaving because we know how much fun you'll have over there! Bring back memories and smiles =). See you soon.
Sincerely,
Kevin
Kevin
Sunday, June 28, 2009
It is written~
The summer vacation started off with a bumpy beginning so far. I've been doing a lot of tennis and ultimate and trying to lose weight like crazy. That means I lose my favorite meal of the day, my midnight snack. I have acquired this meal called breakfast though. Apparently it's healthier for me. I've run enough to cut off a couple pounds yet my weight seems to have remained constant. After speaking with my clinic nurse she explained that I was gaining muscle after all this nonstop running and muscle weighed more than fat. Therefore my weight did not change even if I did lose fat. This was somewhat displeasing to me since it meant that I could no longer reach my goal of losing weight over the summer. I had also been reading lots like my fantasy series Vampire Hunter D, and my mystery book nearing completion School Days by Robert B. Parker. As for movies I had watched nearly every movie out recently and a few that were pretty old. I watched Slumdog Millionaire finally, which I loved, and Ghosts of Girlfriends Past, which was pretty cheesy too and I liked that.
Last Thursday I went to a friends house to play mahjong. However, he seemed to be less interested in the game and a tad bit more interested in someone else that was there. He was a good friend of mine but it just annoys me a bit if someone ignores the group and pays attention to a specific person. Ella was there too so I did not lose my temper. Earlier that day I had even cooked Ella a meal of Kraft Dinner, chicken soup, corn, and a special dessert I discovered myself. She seemed to enjoy it, and even if she lied about enjoying it, it made me quite happy. It was probably because we both really enjoy sweet things so out taste buds matched. We also played a bit of Rockband there. Jam was quite terrible... I mean terrific at drums and guitar. She even managed to not die the second time she played. We could never get her to sing though. It was as if she truly believed that the rest of us could sing either, which we could not really. Accept Pwner and Sky which were in Madrigals the top rated school choir... and Ella which was on the waiting list for Madrigals. So basically I guess only Lan and I could not sing. The day went by quickly and we played a ton of Stepmania. The time of my prime was in grade 10 when I played Stepmania for 6 months before I quit. I was surprised to realize I had retained some of the skill and could still do level 8 songs.
Last Saturday I went with Ella to the mall to shop for a friends birthday present. Then we went to play badminton at her church. At first I missed everything. Near the end I hit most of my shots relatively cleanly and was able to do relatively nice drop shots. However all the tennis had ruined my timing and ability to play badminton. It had been three months since I last played and I could only get to less than 3/4 of my original skill. However it was refreshing since badminton is one of my favourite sports. Badminton and tennis are the two sports I love improving on the most and the ones I love playing the most. Ultimate is a sport I plan on improving on since all my friends play. Basketball I was trained in by friends I used to hang out with and I still play guard relatively well. Ping pong is the sport I grew up playing and my uncles and family members forced me to learn. I am actually pretty good at it and I can potentially be competing material if I work harder at it, but because it was forced upon me I tend to not like it as much as tennis or badminton because it feels more like work and not play to me. I guess the lesson of the day is that no matter what you do make sure you do it with passion and that you enjoy it or else there's no point in continuing.
Currently listening to: A.R. Rahman - Jai Ho
Last Thursday I went to a friends house to play mahjong. However, he seemed to be less interested in the game and a tad bit more interested in someone else that was there. He was a good friend of mine but it just annoys me a bit if someone ignores the group and pays attention to a specific person. Ella was there too so I did not lose my temper. Earlier that day I had even cooked Ella a meal of Kraft Dinner, chicken soup, corn, and a special dessert I discovered myself. She seemed to enjoy it, and even if she lied about enjoying it, it made me quite happy. It was probably because we both really enjoy sweet things so out taste buds matched. We also played a bit of Rockband there. Jam was quite terrible... I mean terrific at drums and guitar. She even managed to not die the second time she played. We could never get her to sing though. It was as if she truly believed that the rest of us could sing either, which we could not really. Accept Pwner and Sky which were in Madrigals the top rated school choir... and Ella which was on the waiting list for Madrigals. So basically I guess only Lan and I could not sing. The day went by quickly and we played a ton of Stepmania. The time of my prime was in grade 10 when I played Stepmania for 6 months before I quit. I was surprised to realize I had retained some of the skill and could still do level 8 songs.
Last Saturday I went with Ella to the mall to shop for a friends birthday present. Then we went to play badminton at her church. At first I missed everything. Near the end I hit most of my shots relatively cleanly and was able to do relatively nice drop shots. However all the tennis had ruined my timing and ability to play badminton. It had been three months since I last played and I could only get to less than 3/4 of my original skill. However it was refreshing since badminton is one of my favourite sports. Badminton and tennis are the two sports I love improving on the most and the ones I love playing the most. Ultimate is a sport I plan on improving on since all my friends play. Basketball I was trained in by friends I used to hang out with and I still play guard relatively well. Ping pong is the sport I grew up playing and my uncles and family members forced me to learn. I am actually pretty good at it and I can potentially be competing material if I work harder at it, but because it was forced upon me I tend to not like it as much as tennis or badminton because it feels more like work and not play to me. I guess the lesson of the day is that no matter what you do make sure you do it with passion and that you enjoy it or else there's no point in continuing.
Currently listening to: A.R. Rahman - Jai Ho
down to earth~
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Art Gallery of Ontario~
I was in desperate need of inspiration. This summer I would have been decorating a couple of my friends rooms with some sort of paint job, and helping a friend design his company logo. On top of that I had be asked to design gaming equipment exteriors for the owner of a game store near my house. He had his own pet project of making fighting pads for gaming systems and he needed a print for the pad. In order to find the inspiration, I chose not to wait around. I invited a couple of my friends to come with me to the Art Gallery of Ontario or the AGO. Early that morning I met up with Luna and Ella at school. We then bussed to Kennedy Station to meet up with Melly. When we all arrived at Eaton Center a shopping mall down town we met up with Jam and her friend Andy.
We shopped around for what seemed to be ages in search of a gift for J.Liu since we were going to her birthday party at the beach the following week. It was a very silent journey since Jam and Andy did not speak with Ella and Luna at all. They did not know each other that well. I did not want to bother Jam either since she seemed busy talking with Melly and Andy most of the time so I stuck with Luna and Ella, which I had always talked to. When it came time for lunch we all agreed on getting J.Liu a shocking game since it was so different from anything anyone else would get her. Arriving at Mc Donald''s Luna ordered a quarter pounder meal and I ordered a strawberry sundae with two apple pies. We all ate and talked about things that didn't really matter. Chris from Ella's church passed by and it was nice to see him again. Either way by the time we finished eating it was time to go to the AGO.
Arriving at the AGO we walked through a rotating door. It was the first time in a while I had walked through one of those and it was fun. We got our free tickets because we were students of Toronto and we explored like crazy. The exhibits were amazing and I loved the place. It was like an explosion and overloading of ideas and inspiration. The Group of Seven had the largest collection and largest exhibit. This is expected since they were Canadian. They were one of my main inspirations since I was younger but I could never have done anything as great as they had. There was one art piece of a sink attached to the wall, and one of a pile of rocks onto of a pile of Cheetos. They also had a Tekken arcade machine as an art piece. It seems as if everything was art. Most of the art pieces were very dark and cruel. Now I understand that true art is very harsh and breathtaking because it is based on truth and thriving emotions. True art conjures up emotions and thoughts you would've never imagined. For a piece of art to generate emotion is what I had always tried to do. While at the AGO I studied painting techniques as hard as I could since I would be painting the rooms of friends in the near future.
Later on near closing time, Luna, Ella and I ran all the way up the spirally staircase that seemed to be endless to reach the third and forth floors during the last ten minutes before closing time. It was exhausting but it was worth it. We saw more modern art and things that really sparked my interest. When we left we went back to Eaton Center to go to Indigo and later on we all went home. This was somewhat of a slow day but it was fun. The lesson I learned today is that inspiration is waiting for you to find it, so you shouldn't be waiting for inspiration to find you.
Currently listening to: Lady Gaga - Paparazzi
We shopped around for what seemed to be ages in search of a gift for J.Liu since we were going to her birthday party at the beach the following week. It was a very silent journey since Jam and Andy did not speak with Ella and Luna at all. They did not know each other that well. I did not want to bother Jam either since she seemed busy talking with Melly and Andy most of the time so I stuck with Luna and Ella, which I had always talked to. When it came time for lunch we all agreed on getting J.Liu a shocking game since it was so different from anything anyone else would get her. Arriving at Mc Donald''s Luna ordered a quarter pounder meal and I ordered a strawberry sundae with two apple pies. We all ate and talked about things that didn't really matter. Chris from Ella's church passed by and it was nice to see him again. Either way by the time we finished eating it was time to go to the AGO.
Arriving at the AGO we walked through a rotating door. It was the first time in a while I had walked through one of those and it was fun. We got our free tickets because we were students of Toronto and we explored like crazy. The exhibits were amazing and I loved the place. It was like an explosion and overloading of ideas and inspiration. The Group of Seven had the largest collection and largest exhibit. This is expected since they were Canadian. They were one of my main inspirations since I was younger but I could never have done anything as great as they had. There was one art piece of a sink attached to the wall, and one of a pile of rocks onto of a pile of Cheetos. They also had a Tekken arcade machine as an art piece. It seems as if everything was art. Most of the art pieces were very dark and cruel. Now I understand that true art is very harsh and breathtaking because it is based on truth and thriving emotions. True art conjures up emotions and thoughts you would've never imagined. For a piece of art to generate emotion is what I had always tried to do. While at the AGO I studied painting techniques as hard as I could since I would be painting the rooms of friends in the near future.
Later on near closing time, Luna, Ella and I ran all the way up the spirally staircase that seemed to be endless to reach the third and forth floors during the last ten minutes before closing time. It was exhausting but it was worth it. We saw more modern art and things that really sparked my interest. When we left we went back to Eaton Center to go to Indigo and later on we all went home. This was somewhat of a slow day but it was fun. The lesson I learned today is that inspiration is waiting for you to find it, so you shouldn't be waiting for inspiration to find you.
Currently listening to: Lady Gaga - Paparazzi
down to earth~
Monday, June 22, 2009
Jellybeans~
My new pet project is called Jellybeans and it's basically a new type of drawing style I have adapted. The first one is of Janet my best friends little sister and she had forced me to draw her one and the other two are of me.
Currently listening to: Epik High - Fallin'
Currently listening to: Epik High - Fallin'
down to earth~
Thursday, June 18, 2009
You can stand under my umbrella~
Today I planned on helping Sky pack his things so that he could move. However they had stayed up late playing video games again therefore was not at Sky's house yet. While talking with numerous individuals on MSN, Sher decided we should go out for lunch. on the way to the mall we both met on the bus. After obtaining five tacos from Taco Bell, we went to the dollar store to get drinks. We ate and then shopped around for a while. Turns out after we ventured to Coles we realized we read the same type of fantasy novels. To me that's a really cool fact for most of my friends are female and most females don't tend to read fantasy.When Sher had to leave I bussed to Lan's house on the same bus that Sher takes to meet up with them. They continued on to play Devil May Cry 4 since Sky slept over at Lan's house after Lan's birthday the previous day. That day we helped Sky pack as he was moving from his apartment to his brand new house. Now Pwner, Lan, and Sky will live in the same general area, where as I who had once lived within walking distance of Sky will be left alone. This does in some cases suck, but I guess I shouldn't be complaining. In the end we still all hang out together. It may take more effort on my part but we're still buddies. On Friday we once again met up at Sky's house to help him pack. Later that night we went to his fellowship cell group outing to play ultimate frisbee. It was a full field ten on ten game, with the B-Sharps versus the Awkward Turtles. Two teams obviously named by teenagers. The game was interesting but it was fun nonetheless.
After the game everyone walked over to Pizza Hut where we had a very nice refreshing dinner. We ordered glasses of soft drinks that could be refilled for free. Even though all the drinks had a mild root beer taste to them, I managed to drink four drinks totaling three refills. I only ate half of a lasagna that day due to stomach pain. Every time we needed refills we tried our hardest to make eye contact with the waiter Kevin but he totally ninja'd us and never gave us even a glance. It was like he knew we were looking for him and knew if he never looked at us he'd never have to help us. The night was filled with laughter and immaturity mostly from me, but Sky was stuck calling a ton of girls on the phone.
The next morning, Sky and Lan went to Sky's new house to sand the walls down smooth enough for a coat of paint. However I was too busy bailing another friend of mine out. Tinnie needed my artistic talents for a separate job. It was 9 AM in the morning and I took a 30 min bus to her house where at a nearby park a picnic had been scheduled. We assumed that if it rained the picnic would have been cancelled. We were wrong. Some events had tents while others like ours were stuck outside in the rain. Till 3 PM we were stuck outside face painting on kids as the rain washed away at our work. She needed me because she was working solo that day and needed a second face painter. She couldn't just choose anyone or else the committee would assume she did not put forth her best effort in scouting artistic potential. Therefore as Tinnie's friend I was obliged to help her.
My summer vacation had only started three days ago yet it's felt like weeks at a time. Although I've been out almost everyday now, I've still felt a sense of loneliness. I do not know if it is because all my grade 12 friends are leaving me, or if it's because Sky is leaving my area, or even something else that I may not mention. I terribly miss everyone I haven't seen and I wish to see everyone soon. The only song that describes how I feel at this moment is Rihanna - Umbrella.
When the sun shines, we'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be a friend
Took an oath, I'ma stick it out till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be a friend
Took an oath, I'ma stick it out till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
Here is a version sung by Mandy Moore: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BMB6YOWzQMY. The lesson of the day is to never face paint in the rain because only lunatics and crazy people do such crazy things. But if you have a good enough friend like me, they'll be willing to be crazy for you.
Currently listening to: Mandy Moore - Umbrella
Currently listening to: Mandy Moore - Umbrella
down to earth~
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