I want something like that!
Pretty and dainty.
OR
Something like that…
Spicy and fiery!
I want this two weeks to pass quickly. My professors cancelled most of my classes this week leaving only an optional statistics tutorial on Friday for us to haunt. Most of you would be stoked if you had about a week more of holiday but I’m definitely not. I am broke (well not really but I like to self-proclaim that so I don’t spend unnecessarily & you’d be surprised how well that works actually), and because of that I am obligated to stay home for the remaining 1.5 weeks. Of course I have plans in between like going to SACHA to help screen potential volunteers, volunteering as crisis line worker, bringing Cooks to the vet, going for CNY lunch/dinner downtown, and celebrating Chris’ birthday. The latter two are prolly the merriest things that are gonna happen to me. So, I WANT MY SCHOOL BACK.
All that and after reading week, that’ll leave 96 more days to May 29th. I’ve been counting since there were 280 days. Am so glad I’m still surviving. Not the happiest but surviving. (:
Still can’t get over the fact that I’ll be done studying in April and graduating in June. Feels like a freakin’ dream if you ask me! But I can’t be more stoked. Just received news yesterday that even brother John wants to come to my convocation! He had no intentions initially, wonder what changed his mind. Whatever it is, I’m just glad my loves will all be coming. Right now I’m just praying for prices of air tickets to plunge!! *fingers crossed* And I should maybe go google where would make a good family road trip spot!
- Washington DC to visit the amazing Washington Monument
- Montreal where we can have a taste of France with the nicer Québécois (heehee)
- Miami for some fun in the sun
- New Brunswick to catch a glimpse of the fantabulous Hopewell Rocks
- California for the spectacular Half Dome
- Maine (Everything in Maine looks so pretty though I don’t know what’s key to do there!)
So which, which, which? It needs to be road trip-able from Hamilton though so I kinda just wasted my time googling about the Half Dome and Miami Beach, didn’t I? Hah. I really want to hike to the top of the Half Dome, really! The view from up there must be incredible! Sigh… Even the Hopewell Rocks at New Brunswick is at the end of the rainbow. Major sigh!! Never mind, I shall go research some more!
xx
ps/ 2010 has been great so far! Happy!!!
I like to pretend that everything’s alright. Because when everybody else thinks you’re fine, sometimes you forget for a while, that you’re not.
I realized I don’t have many girl-friends. Not many I can divulge information to and receive impartial, non-prejudicial advices. Not many I can even get myself to open up to. Not many? Who am I kidding? I hardly even have one. When people tell me all I need is myself, who are they deceiving? You can’t survive in this world alone unless you are downright mean like Hitler. Well, I don’t even think Hitler was alone. He had tons of kiss-asses supporting his weird ideologies. Anyway the point is, guy friends and girl-friends look at situations differently. One is more blunt and straightforward, the other may add a little empathy/sympathy. They definitely don’t give the same advices and some times I just need views from girl-friends. Non-biased ones, that is. Can’t say I will look for new girl-friends because I’ve become extremely anti-social and super wary of people.
Oh well..
I guess at the end of the day life goes on. Besides, I’ve become real good at hiding my feelings. I really have.
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your best friend becomes your enemy. lollipops turn into cigarettes. the innocent ones turn into sluts. homework goes in the trash. moblie phones are being used in class. detention becomes suspension. soda becomes vodka. undies turn into g-strings. kisses turn into sex.remember when high meant swinging on the playground? when protection meant wearing a helmet? when the worst thing you could get from boys were cooties? dads shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? your worst enemies were your siblings. race issues were about who ran the fastest. war was only a card game. the only drug you knew was cough medicine. wearing a skirt didnt make you a slut. the only things that hurt you were skinned knees. and goodbyes ony meant untill tomorrow? and we couldnt wait to grow up.
- Jenn
This makes so much sense. This is the reason why I wish I was a little kid again. So that I can have someone clean up my messes & be held in someone else’s arms while I cry my heart out.
From today on, I will not complain about how bad my life sucks just cos it doesn’t go the way I would’ve wanted. I will not grumble about my life being miserable and all that just because I am away from home. I will not bellyache about how I should have lived my life. I will not whine about the things that have happened that have took a part of my heart with them. Because at the end of the day, life goes on and unless I have no shelter, no food, no love, can I only bemoan about such.
Earlier today, another quake hit Haiti. I realize now just how small I really am. We are surrounded by danger every single day and each day we survive, we escape a day of death. Some of us are lucky, some of us not so. I wish there was more we can do to help the survivors of this disaster. Losing a family member, a friend, a colleague, or a neighbor needs more than just money to heal. If I had the means, I would adopt one of the many kids who have lost their family to this disaster. And if I had the time, I’d volunteer with the relief effort groups at Haiti. There’s just so much more in life than material possessions and pursuing modernity. Capitalism has taken over our society for so many years, replacing compassion with selfishness and greed. It’s sad. So sad. And I want to dedicate my life to helping as many people as I can.
Right now, I am just pleased to have what I have. I will ask for nothing more, and would want nothing less. There is really nothing for me to complain about when I have a shelter over my head, I have access to means of communication, I have food to ease my hunger, I have the chance for further education, I have clothes to keep myself warm, I have medication or access to hospitals if I need them, and I have family and friends who will always be there for me physically, emotionally and/or spiritually.
Studying in Canada has been a constant enlightening process. I admit I have changed and maybe most of you are not quite used to the person I am today but I can tell you that this is the person I am really happy being. I call it the self-fulfilling prophecy. This 4-5 years have really been a blessing in disguise. I would prolly still be that materialistic, dependent little girl whose ambition involves marrying a prince charming and living happily ever after with him if it weren’t for Canada. I thank my parents and God for giving me this opportunity to understand world and life in a much more meaningful way because face it, life is not a fairytale. I hope one day I will have the special aptitude to inspire and influence people to be self-less and to love.
xx
ps/ My condolences to those who have lost someone they love to the natural disaster.
pps/ To donate to the Haiti relief efforts, text HELP to 1291 to make a $5 donation (applies only to Rogers & Fido customers)
- that I am not forgotten
- that you’ll try as hard to integrate as I would try assimilate
- that I will be accepted even though I know I’ve changed a lot
- that it will still be unconditional
- that home will always be home because people I love will make it worthwhile to stay
I’m contented because I received my little reassurance from you, you, you, you and you today, and from you everyday.
ps/ baby rau, a little tweet from you saying you are my true friend means a lot to me. domo arigato! (:
People who are rich say “money isn’t everything”.
People who are average say “money isn’t everything but it’ll be good to have money”.
People who are poor say “hell it’ll be damn good if I had money”.
If people on top of the capitalist pyramid really think money isn’t everything, then how about splitting your wealth equally among everybody else in this world? Guess you’re not gonna do that, are you?
Moral: words come easy.
