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

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

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

down to earth~

There will always be a million reasons not to do something, but you'll always be my reason to move forward. There will always be an infinite "what if's", but with you there's never been a single question or doubt.

P.S. I miss you too

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

down to earth~

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

down to earth~