So the thing about guys is that when you ask them to help you solve a problem, they'll keep trying and trying even if the problem is beyond them. This can be a good or bad thing.
For example, a typical male stereotype is trying to find directions. No matter how lost the guy is, he won't ask for help or let someone else take over. It's something about saving face, because if he asks for directions, in his mind, he has failed. Now this is quite stupid because its so much simpler and more time efficient if he just asks for help.
But the persistence of males is a good thing too sometimes. My mom was having trouble opening her bottle of alcohol tonight and some guy tried to help her. He tried to open it by running the lid under water, then using a towel, then trying to pick it open with a knife... to no avail.
So then after about 10 minutes, his friend, who happens to be an engineer, pops by and opens it in about a minute.
The original guy probably would probably still be there if his friend didn't happen to show up.
What I'm trying to say is: a good part to this persistance is that eventually, the problem will be solved. Any problem.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Almost Home!
I'm in Krakow, Poland right now and I'm coming home in two days!
I am tired of hearing accented English. Who would have thought? I thought they were so charming a few days ago.
I am tired of hearing accented English. Who would have thought? I thought they were so charming a few days ago.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Budapest: Day Two
So many cute guys here in Budapest! I just don't know what I'd do if I actually lived here.
It's as if they said "if you're not good-looking, you're not allowed in this country..."
...which is exactly the way I feel. I feel as if I am on the wrong side of the planet. The rest of my world is in Toronto, whereas I'm separated on the opposite sphere.
So many cute boys here in Budapest, but I miss my own cute boy from Toronto...
I am severely homesick.
It's as if they said "if you're not good-looking, you're not allowed in this country..."
...which is exactly the way I feel. I feel as if I am on the wrong side of the planet. The rest of my world is in Toronto, whereas I'm separated on the opposite sphere.
So many cute boys here in Budapest, but I miss my own cute boy from Toronto...
I am severely homesick.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Project Happy
Now that half of my summer is gone, I thought it would be useful to write a list of time management tactics so that I can use the rest of my summer to achieve the maximum potential of happiness. Here is my list if you want to try it out: P.S. I am open to suggestions if you have any!
1. Go to bed early so you can wake up early. The earlier you get up, the more sunshine you will see. It is scientifically proven that sunlight will activate your endorphins, which is the hormone responsible for making you happy.
2. Don't eat anything you don't like eating or isn't healthy. Why bother eating anything that is just going to be dead calories? But of course, make sure that your diet is nutritious and balanced in the first place.
3. Don't attend any event that you think won't be fun. Instead, use the time doing something that you know will be fun. (I know this one seems obvious, but there are so many times when I'm out doing something that is supposedly fun, but it just turns out that the "fun" activity is just overrated)
4. Have at least 1 hour a day where you can have alone time to reflect about life, or do solo activities. Because it's nice to slow things down every now and then. And it's also a good habit to learn to be happy independently.
5. Actively try to make anything you do fun. This includes chores or summer jobs. Because every minute you're using, whether at work or at play is still a minute out of your summer vacation, therefore, it is precious time.
6. Try to live in the moment and not think too much about the future. (I'm still working on this one, I tend to think too much)
7. Do not hang out with anyone who you do not want to hang out with. Time is of essence, so if there are people who you need to cut out of your life, do it now! Do not hang out with people who have negative energy because it is unlikely that they can contribute to Project Happy.
8. Exercise! It keeps you fit and also sends endorphins to your brain, which also makes you happy. Thanks Derrick!
This list is unfinished, but if you can think of more suggestions, let me know! I might just add it to the list.
1. Go to bed early so you can wake up early. The earlier you get up, the more sunshine you will see. It is scientifically proven that sunlight will activate your endorphins, which is the hormone responsible for making you happy.
2. Don't eat anything you don't like eating or isn't healthy. Why bother eating anything that is just going to be dead calories? But of course, make sure that your diet is nutritious and balanced in the first place.
3. Don't attend any event that you think won't be fun. Instead, use the time doing something that you know will be fun. (I know this one seems obvious, but there are so many times when I'm out doing something that is supposedly fun, but it just turns out that the "fun" activity is just overrated)
4. Have at least 1 hour a day where you can have alone time to reflect about life, or do solo activities. Because it's nice to slow things down every now and then. And it's also a good habit to learn to be happy independently.
5. Actively try to make anything you do fun. This includes chores or summer jobs. Because every minute you're using, whether at work or at play is still a minute out of your summer vacation, therefore, it is precious time.
6. Try to live in the moment and not think too much about the future. (I'm still working on this one, I tend to think too much)
7. Do not hang out with anyone who you do not want to hang out with. Time is of essence, so if there are people who you need to cut out of your life, do it now! Do not hang out with people who have negative energy because it is unlikely that they can contribute to Project Happy.
8. Exercise! It keeps you fit and also sends endorphins to your brain, which also makes you happy. Thanks Derrick!
This list is unfinished, but if you can think of more suggestions, let me know! I might just add it to the list.
The troops are moving out!
"Troops" meaning us. We're going to Budapest today on a train.
My head's been playing a line from John Mayer's song "Stop this train, I want to get off and go home again" for basically the whole day.
I am dying to get home. I want to waste a few hours just lying on my bed doing nothing but listening to music.
My head's been playing a line from John Mayer's song "Stop this train, I want to get off and go home again" for basically the whole day.
I am dying to get home. I want to waste a few hours just lying on my bed doing nothing but listening to music.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Bratislava: Day One
I think I like this city more than I like the other cities even though so far, its been raining the whole time.
I like the fact that my hotel has a t.v. so I can check out what's hot in the music scene in Europe. That's how I discovered Muse and Placebo; two bands that aren't on rotation in the mainstream in North America, but are big in Europe.
If I were musician, I'd like to be big in Europe because its so easy to tour. Countries are so close to each other, you can drive and be in the next big town in about an hour. In Canada, because of the praires, big cities are far away from each other.
I also discovered some German words that have made appearances in music. For example, "Achtung" means warning, and the band U2, used the word on their album, naming it "Achtung Baby".
One of my favourite bands, Anberlin, has a song called "Autobahn", and I saw the word "Einbahn" a few times on street signs. I also noticed that the singer, Stephen Christian was wearing a European style coat last winter when I met him, so clearly he likes Europe too.
I think one day, I will learn German and Italian and French. Then I can move to Europe and live there for a while. I plan on living in England, Australia, California, Italy, Germany, France, and maybe New York before I settle down in Toronto. I want to raise my kids in Toronto because it's such a multicultural city and I want my kids to be cultured and accepting of different cultures. (Although I read somewhere that Finnish children are smarter because their education system is much better)
I like the fact that my hotel has a t.v. so I can check out what's hot in the music scene in Europe. That's how I discovered Muse and Placebo; two bands that aren't on rotation in the mainstream in North America, but are big in Europe.
If I were musician, I'd like to be big in Europe because its so easy to tour. Countries are so close to each other, you can drive and be in the next big town in about an hour. In Canada, because of the praires, big cities are far away from each other.
I also discovered some German words that have made appearances in music. For example, "Achtung" means warning, and the band U2, used the word on their album, naming it "Achtung Baby".
One of my favourite bands, Anberlin, has a song called "Autobahn", and I saw the word "Einbahn" a few times on street signs. I also noticed that the singer, Stephen Christian was wearing a European style coat last winter when I met him, so clearly he likes Europe too.
I think one day, I will learn German and Italian and French. Then I can move to Europe and live there for a while. I plan on living in England, Australia, California, Italy, Germany, France, and maybe New York before I settle down in Toronto. I want to raise my kids in Toronto because it's such a multicultural city and I want my kids to be cultured and accepting of different cultures. (Although I read somewhere that Finnish children are smarter because their education system is much better)
Monday, June 22, 2009
ah mich liebe!
I'm learning some German words, which is pretty cool. And I'm learning to type on their German keyboard too which is awesome.
One day, I shall live here in Austria, as well as Germany.
Today, I stood at an opera for around three hours. We watched Aida. It was pretty good, but I still prefer my Toronto theatre because I can understand the whole thing. So the embarassing part about today was that almost everyone at the opera was dressed in semi-formal, while me and my mom were causally dressed. I was in a t-shirt and not-so-ripped-jeans, and flip flops. Oops.
Can't wait to get back to Toronto! Fringe Festival, here I come!!!
P.S. German boys have the cutest accents! They aren't bad-looking either ;)
One day, I shall live here in Austria, as well as Germany.
Today, I stood at an opera for around three hours. We watched Aida. It was pretty good, but I still prefer my Toronto theatre because I can understand the whole thing. So the embarassing part about today was that almost everyone at the opera was dressed in semi-formal, while me and my mom were causally dressed. I was in a t-shirt and not-so-ripped-jeans, and flip flops. Oops.
Can't wait to get back to Toronto! Fringe Festival, here I come!!!
P.S. German boys have the cutest accents! They aren't bad-looking either ;)
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Europe
In Vienna now. The internet is not free here, so I'll try to type as fast as I can. Yesterday, we left Prague on a train, and now we're here in the new hostel.
I have made the decision that I am not going to travel through Europe ever again in a rushed manner. And if I do travel, it'll be at least 4 days in each city. I feel as if this is going by too fast and its a rush to get to all the tourist sites, where we'll take a picture and then leave. There seems to be little meaning in this kind of quick-paced traveling. We're always in a rush to get somewhere, and that takes the fun out of traveling. At the end of the day, I'm tired and unsatisfied because we haven't seen everything we wanted to see.
I am going to live in Europe one day, which will give me the time to travel in a more fun and relaxed way.
In the perfect scenario, I'll live here with a friend, so I won't be lonely, but I'll have plenty of time to see the city. We'll live here because of schooling or a job or something.
Did not sleep at all on the train yesterday so now I'm drugged up with caffeine. I do hope I survive through today without falling asleep on some random person's shoulder. There are a lot of sketchy men everywhere.
I have made the decision that I am not going to travel through Europe ever again in a rushed manner. And if I do travel, it'll be at least 4 days in each city. I feel as if this is going by too fast and its a rush to get to all the tourist sites, where we'll take a picture and then leave. There seems to be little meaning in this kind of quick-paced traveling. We're always in a rush to get somewhere, and that takes the fun out of traveling. At the end of the day, I'm tired and unsatisfied because we haven't seen everything we wanted to see.
I am going to live in Europe one day, which will give me the time to travel in a more fun and relaxed way.
In the perfect scenario, I'll live here with a friend, so I won't be lonely, but I'll have plenty of time to see the city. We'll live here because of schooling or a job or something.
Did not sleep at all on the train yesterday so now I'm drugged up with caffeine. I do hope I survive through today without falling asleep on some random person's shoulder. There are a lot of sketchy men everywhere.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Prague Day 4:
Hot Guys Sightings: 8. (I'm thinking of taking pictures, but I don't know if I can pull it off) I could pretend to be taking a picture of a building behind them. I'm not sure if so much effort is worth it though. (My girl friends were telling me to take pictures... honestly, not my own idea!)
We're leaving for Vienna tonight, in a few hours actually. I'm not sure when I'll get internet next, so this may be the last post from me for a few days.
Awkward Moment of the Day: (let's see if I can avoid this one) My mom is reading her guidebook that tells you what you should do in Vienna, and the book says to go to a club at night, so now she is thinking of going to a club. I'm not even sure she knows what a club is. But how awkward would it be if old grimy men started hitting on my mom? And it sure is weird going clubbing with your mother. I'm going to fake exhaustion to get out of this. Hope it works and wish me luck!
I miss Toronto very much already. See you all in a week and a few!
We're leaving for Vienna tonight, in a few hours actually. I'm not sure when I'll get internet next, so this may be the last post from me for a few days.
Awkward Moment of the Day: (let's see if I can avoid this one) My mom is reading her guidebook that tells you what you should do in Vienna, and the book says to go to a club at night, so now she is thinking of going to a club. I'm not even sure she knows what a club is. But how awkward would it be if old grimy men started hitting on my mom? And it sure is weird going clubbing with your mother. I'm going to fake exhaustion to get out of this. Hope it works and wish me luck!
I miss Toronto very much already. See you all in a week and a few!
Friday, June 19, 2009
Prague: Day 3
Hot Guy Sightings: 13!
But then again, I really tried to look out for them today since yesterday's total was a disappointing number.
I have thought of a new theory as to why the gorgeous babes here mostly only date ugly guys. It's probably because the good-looking ones are so attractive, the women would worry if they were being cheated on.
I think this is a much better theory than the theory I provided yesterday.
Today's schedule: walked around aimlessly trying to look for this store (but didn't end up finding it) I saw someone holding the bag for the store the first day I got here, so I know they have a location here in Prague. And then I attended an opera by Mozart. Picture a woodwind trio and a man and woman singing opera. It's definitely different from the rock concerts I'm used to back in Toronto.
I'm trying to absorb the culture here, and it seems like its alot of smoking and beer. To be honest, I don't like either.
I also should have brought my Kafka book, because this is the right atmosphere to read Kafka in, since he was born here, and everyone celebrates him here. But for some reason, I didn't think that Kafka was from Czech. I thought he was German.
The book I brought with me instead was Life of Pi, which is a story based in India. So here I am, in Europe, reading a book about life in India. How brilliant.
Outrageous moment of the day: I saw a male thong selling in a regular store. (not even a sex shop, just a regular store!!!)
But then again, I really tried to look out for them today since yesterday's total was a disappointing number.
I have thought of a new theory as to why the gorgeous babes here mostly only date ugly guys. It's probably because the good-looking ones are so attractive, the women would worry if they were being cheated on.
I think this is a much better theory than the theory I provided yesterday.
Today's schedule: walked around aimlessly trying to look for this store (but didn't end up finding it) I saw someone holding the bag for the store the first day I got here, so I know they have a location here in Prague. And then I attended an opera by Mozart. Picture a woodwind trio and a man and woman singing opera. It's definitely different from the rock concerts I'm used to back in Toronto.
I'm trying to absorb the culture here, and it seems like its alot of smoking and beer. To be honest, I don't like either.
I also should have brought my Kafka book, because this is the right atmosphere to read Kafka in, since he was born here, and everyone celebrates him here. But for some reason, I didn't think that Kafka was from Czech. I thought he was German.
The book I brought with me instead was Life of Pi, which is a story based in India. So here I am, in Europe, reading a book about life in India. How brilliant.
Outrageous moment of the day: I saw a male thong selling in a regular store. (not even a sex shop, just a regular store!!!)
Thursday, June 18, 2009
From Prague with Love
Today is my second day in Prague. The first day was basically a flop. We arrived from the Airport at around 8am, but I was all jet-lagged, so I fell asleep at the hostel until it was time to get up, which was 12pm, for our walking tour.
It was on this three hour walking tour where I discovered why Europeans are so thin and fit. Our walking tour traveled at quite the pace. Back in Toronto, anyone who's been on a shopping trip with me usually runs out of breath after two hours or so. But here in Prague, I was the one that was gasping for air.
On the bright side, from all this extreme walking (up hills, down hills- everywhere) when I get back home, I'll have superb stamina. The first day we got to our hostel, with our luggage, we had to walk eight flights of stairs pulling our heavy bags with us to get to our room because they didn't have an elevator (since this is an old building).
Seriously though, I haven't seen a single fat person here under the age of 30 (except for tourists).
Today, we walked around, went shopping, and I didn't buy a single thing. I saw a beautiful white dress, but they didn't have my size. It's a shame too, because I tried on the same dress in my size in this hideous orange colour, and it fit perfectly.
Speaking of hideous...
I'm talking to Don right now on msn and he asked me what was cool in Prague, and I noticed that they had lots of speedos in the shops here. So I asked him what would happen if I brought him back a speedo and he said he wouldn't wear it.
Another thing that's hot for guys over here are man purses.
2 weeks later:
"Hey Don, I brought you back a man purse!"
Don shifts uncomfortably. "Errr... thanks..."
"I hope you use it! Because if you don't it means you don't love me."
...kidding!
I'm not actually that mean.
Jessica's Hot Guy Sightings:
I saw one hot guy today. And one cute guy. Europeans here may have nice builds, but their faces...
However, I did notice there are many gorgeous ladies. They all dress so pretty- in dresses and heels. How they walk on cobblestone in heels, I don't understand.
Another thing I noticed was that there are many couples where the girl is disproportionally more attractive than the guy. And that all the cute guys I saw were single.
This leads me to the conclusion that most cute men in Europe are gay. And only ugly men are worth dating. (There's probably something wrong with that conclusion, but I'm not really thinking properly right now, which explains it)
We went to a jazz restaurant for dinner and my mom thought cocktails were alcohol-free, so she let me order one :)
It was on this three hour walking tour where I discovered why Europeans are so thin and fit. Our walking tour traveled at quite the pace. Back in Toronto, anyone who's been on a shopping trip with me usually runs out of breath after two hours or so. But here in Prague, I was the one that was gasping for air.
On the bright side, from all this extreme walking (up hills, down hills- everywhere) when I get back home, I'll have superb stamina. The first day we got to our hostel, with our luggage, we had to walk eight flights of stairs pulling our heavy bags with us to get to our room because they didn't have an elevator (since this is an old building).
Seriously though, I haven't seen a single fat person here under the age of 30 (except for tourists).
Today, we walked around, went shopping, and I didn't buy a single thing. I saw a beautiful white dress, but they didn't have my size. It's a shame too, because I tried on the same dress in my size in this hideous orange colour, and it fit perfectly.
Speaking of hideous...
I'm talking to Don right now on msn and he asked me what was cool in Prague, and I noticed that they had lots of speedos in the shops here. So I asked him what would happen if I brought him back a speedo and he said he wouldn't wear it.
Another thing that's hot for guys over here are man purses.
2 weeks later:
"Hey Don, I brought you back a man purse!"
Don shifts uncomfortably. "Errr... thanks..."
"I hope you use it! Because if you don't it means you don't love me."
...kidding!
I'm not actually that mean.
Jessica's Hot Guy Sightings:
I saw one hot guy today. And one cute guy. Europeans here may have nice builds, but their faces...
However, I did notice there are many gorgeous ladies. They all dress so pretty- in dresses and heels. How they walk on cobblestone in heels, I don't understand.
Another thing I noticed was that there are many couples where the girl is disproportionally more attractive than the guy. And that all the cute guys I saw were single.
This leads me to the conclusion that most cute men in Europe are gay. And only ugly men are worth dating. (There's probably something wrong with that conclusion, but I'm not really thinking properly right now, which explains it)
We went to a jazz restaurant for dinner and my mom thought cocktails were alcohol-free, so she let me order one :)
Monday, June 15, 2009
Almost gone.
In about 17 hours, I will be on an airplane, heading towards banishment paradise, aka Prague. I call it banishment because I will be kept away from Toronto, where all my friends are, and where all the cool stuff is happening, but it's also paradise because it means I get to disappear for about two weeks and not know what's going on.
It's like a mental break from regular life. After my trip, when I arrive back at the Canadian airport, that's my favourite part of the trip (always) because I'm back to familiarity, and I've got stories to tell, and my own bed to sleep in, and Toronto food, and I'm back in the city- a place I call home.
As of right now, 17 hours before my trip, I haven't even finished packing yet. I'm sort of an extreme procrastinator, but I was kind of held up because of studying for my exam, which is thankfully over! I wish I could bring my laptop to Europe so I could update my blog and keep in touch with people, but my mom said that only very nerdy people bring computers on vacations.
Actually she didn't say that, but she implied that it wasn't normal to bring laptops on trips unless you had a valid reason to use it, other than updating your blog. Good thing they have internet cafes in Europe.
Talk to you guys soon! I have to finish packing.
It's like a mental break from regular life. After my trip, when I arrive back at the Canadian airport, that's my favourite part of the trip (always) because I'm back to familiarity, and I've got stories to tell, and my own bed to sleep in, and Toronto food, and I'm back in the city- a place I call home.
As of right now, 17 hours before my trip, I haven't even finished packing yet. I'm sort of an extreme procrastinator, but I was kind of held up because of studying for my exam, which is thankfully over! I wish I could bring my laptop to Europe so I could update my blog and keep in touch with people, but my mom said that only very nerdy people bring computers on vacations.
Actually she didn't say that, but she implied that it wasn't normal to bring laptops on trips unless you had a valid reason to use it, other than updating your blog. Good thing they have internet cafes in Europe.
Talk to you guys soon! I have to finish packing.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Surprises!
In about 15 minutes, I'll be heading over to a married couple's 25th surprise anniversary.
I can't remember the last time I was surprised by someone or something. I don't even know if I take surprises well, it's been that long. It's getting to a point where I'm feeling unloved because I've never been lovingly surprised. But I know it's not true.
Don was going to surprise me a few months back by showing up to my house, but I kind of ruined the surprise because I got too suspicious. He kept asking me to stay in my house and I was like "wtf???", so I eventually figured out something was up.
I suppose I've been too cautious to be surprised fully. Maybe I should dumb down? Or not be so suspicious... Back in High school, I could even anticipate pop quizzes! Perhaps I plan too much. I think I'm going to try to live differently, by not looking into the future as much. But I'm still going to expect the worst, so I can avoid disasters happening to me. Don't want bad surprises...
I was reading these horrifying Fmylife stories, in one, this girl was going to tan nude, and then she walked out naked to her surprise party. That would probably suck. Don't want that to happen to me.
I like being spontaneous, and I think I might like surprises. Lately, everything that's happened in my life, I had expected would happen. I'd love it if I were suddenly surprised with concert tickets to Our Lady Peace (which isn't even playing in Toronto). Too bad, that's only my wishful dreaming :(
Okay, I'm not going to be choosy over what I'm surprised with. I just want to be able to jaw drop for real and get super excited about something. Anything.
I can't remember the last time I was surprised by someone or something. I don't even know if I take surprises well, it's been that long. It's getting to a point where I'm feeling unloved because I've never been lovingly surprised. But I know it's not true.
Don was going to surprise me a few months back by showing up to my house, but I kind of ruined the surprise because I got too suspicious. He kept asking me to stay in my house and I was like "wtf???", so I eventually figured out something was up.
I suppose I've been too cautious to be surprised fully. Maybe I should dumb down? Or not be so suspicious... Back in High school, I could even anticipate pop quizzes! Perhaps I plan too much. I think I'm going to try to live differently, by not looking into the future as much. But I'm still going to expect the worst, so I can avoid disasters happening to me. Don't want bad surprises...
I was reading these horrifying Fmylife stories, in one, this girl was going to tan nude, and then she walked out naked to her surprise party. That would probably suck. Don't want that to happen to me.
I like being spontaneous, and I think I might like surprises. Lately, everything that's happened in my life, I had expected would happen. I'd love it if I were suddenly surprised with concert tickets to Our Lady Peace (which isn't even playing in Toronto). Too bad, that's only my wishful dreaming :(
Okay, I'm not going to be choosy over what I'm surprised with. I just want to be able to jaw drop for real and get super excited about something. Anything.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Past and Present
I just had one of those "bonding type" moments with my mom. I saw an old letter on her nightside table and noticed that the sender was my grandpa on my dad's side. I asked her about the letter and she explained to me that back then more than 20 years ago, my grandpa would write her letters. She lived in Hong Kong with my dad at that time, while my grandpa had already immigrated from China to Canada. As I looked at the return address on the envelope, I recalled the name of the street where I used to spend my toddler life. Blake Street. I remember how me and my grandpa would walk a few blocks to Gerrard Square, where they had McDonalds, and I would play at their playground, and he'd buy me a happy meal, and then afterwards, we'd spend time at the Dollar Store.
Anyway, back to the story. My mom read that letter to me, in it were things like "Congratulations on your graduation", I think my mom got married before she graduated from getting her master degree, because the letter was addressed to Lee, which is my father's last name, unless my grandpa spelt it wrong, because my mom's last name is spelled Li, which is almost the same.
There were things in the letter that were like your sister-in-law (which is my aunt) is about to have a baby (my cousin), and also about his Australian vacation with my grandma.
The concept of a letter is so romantic. Nowadays, we just email people, or text people, and its so normal and ordinary that recieving some message is not as special as it used to be.
I used to be an avid letter writer. This was back in grade school, where me and my best friend (she went to another school) would send snail mail letters back and forth, and we'd try to stuff as much paper into the envelope as we could, and write papers and papers full of little everyday things. I still have a box of all the letters in my closet. We would write about crushes, and life, and "remember when".
Nowadays, we phone call everything, which is faster, but I suppose its negative side is that years from now, we won't remember what we talked about. We'll just know that we had a great time together, but nothing is in paper. I am a sentimental person, and a little piece of my heart breaks because I know everything will keep changing. We're having phone conversations now, but what if the phone calls end up to being less frequent in the future?
Right now, I have it good. I'm 18, young and energetic, still optimistic, and excited to keep discovering life. I don't want to grow up, stop this train!
Anyway, back to the story. My mom read that letter to me, in it were things like "Congratulations on your graduation", I think my mom got married before she graduated from getting her master degree, because the letter was addressed to Lee, which is my father's last name, unless my grandpa spelt it wrong, because my mom's last name is spelled Li, which is almost the same.
There were things in the letter that were like your sister-in-law (which is my aunt) is about to have a baby (my cousin), and also about his Australian vacation with my grandma.
The concept of a letter is so romantic. Nowadays, we just email people, or text people, and its so normal and ordinary that recieving some message is not as special as it used to be.
I used to be an avid letter writer. This was back in grade school, where me and my best friend (she went to another school) would send snail mail letters back and forth, and we'd try to stuff as much paper into the envelope as we could, and write papers and papers full of little everyday things. I still have a box of all the letters in my closet. We would write about crushes, and life, and "remember when".
Nowadays, we phone call everything, which is faster, but I suppose its negative side is that years from now, we won't remember what we talked about. We'll just know that we had a great time together, but nothing is in paper. I am a sentimental person, and a little piece of my heart breaks because I know everything will keep changing. We're having phone conversations now, but what if the phone calls end up to being less frequent in the future?
Right now, I have it good. I'm 18, young and energetic, still optimistic, and excited to keep discovering life. I don't want to grow up, stop this train!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Time for a quickie ;)
Like, a quick post... (before I have to leave)
So I'm sitting at the school library right now, class ended early, so I'm here waiting for my ride to come pick me up!
I haven't updated in a while, since Friday.
Here is a breakdown of my weekend:
Friday- Jays Game, then dinner afterward. Watching the Jays reminded me of that time when I watched the Marlies play a year ago with a then-friend, who isn't a friend now. Strange how time and temperments change things. I wonder where/what I'll be doing around this time next year...
Saturday- Saw the bestfriend, went to work (a Christian music fest was happening), then slipped into the moshpit after I got cut off of work. As I was electronically scanning tickets, I noticed that many cute boys have dirty and disgusting, dirt-caked fingernails. Ugh! They probably work on farms outside of Toronto, and came a long way to see the concert, but that isn't a valid excuse to have gross fingernails. Dear men of the world, please check your fingernails before you leave the house!
Sunday- Church, then Softball practice. Not much to write about this one...
Monday- "Studied" Mandarin at the library, then free pizza because the Jays got 7 strike-outs!
Today- Bummed around with a certain someone, then Mandarin class.
Notice how my life gets progressively more boring towards the start of the week? This is why Fridays are my favourite days. Two more days until the next Friday! I am excited!
So I'm sitting at the school library right now, class ended early, so I'm here waiting for my ride to come pick me up!
I haven't updated in a while, since Friday.
Here is a breakdown of my weekend:
Friday- Jays Game, then dinner afterward. Watching the Jays reminded me of that time when I watched the Marlies play a year ago with a then-friend, who isn't a friend now. Strange how time and temperments change things. I wonder where/what I'll be doing around this time next year...
Saturday- Saw the bestfriend, went to work (a Christian music fest was happening), then slipped into the moshpit after I got cut off of work. As I was electronically scanning tickets, I noticed that many cute boys have dirty and disgusting, dirt-caked fingernails. Ugh! They probably work on farms outside of Toronto, and came a long way to see the concert, but that isn't a valid excuse to have gross fingernails. Dear men of the world, please check your fingernails before you leave the house!
Sunday- Church, then Softball practice. Not much to write about this one...
Monday- "Studied" Mandarin at the library, then free pizza because the Jays got 7 strike-outs!
Today- Bummed around with a certain someone, then Mandarin class.
Notice how my life gets progressively more boring towards the start of the week? This is why Fridays are my favourite days. Two more days until the next Friday! I am excited!
Friday, June 5, 2009
I had this strange dream...
In the dream, when you go to McDonalds, and you present them with a legitimate complaint about their fries, they'll give you free fries, the problem is, the complaint must be original. That way, McDonalds will have perfect fries, and the customer will get free food when they can think of a complaint.
In my dream, I went into McDonalds with no money (had no intention of paying), and walked out with food.
In my dream, I was also cast a role in a movie, and my friend was the casting director. Foreshadowing? :)
In my dream, I went into McDonalds with no money (had no intention of paying), and walked out with food.
In my dream, I was also cast a role in a movie, and my friend was the casting director. Foreshadowing? :)
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Quarter-life Crisis
This is me trying not to freak out, but it seems that everyone I know is getting married left, right, and center!!!
I, on the other hand, still feel like a child, and won't be ready for another couple of years. Why is everyone getting married so young? What ever happened to getting married in your mid-twenties?
It seems like the rest of the world is growing up too fast for me! When I was young, I used to think people in university were so old! Where did all my time go?!
I, on the other hand, still feel like a child, and won't be ready for another couple of years. Why is everyone getting married so young? What ever happened to getting married in your mid-twenties?
It seems like the rest of the world is growing up too fast for me! When I was young, I used to think people in university were so old! Where did all my time go?!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Been watching too many movies lately...
...but I'm liking it!
I noticed that in almost all the action flicks where there is a female lead and male lead, inevitably, the male lead will get wounded from protecting the female from the bad guy, and then after the female lead finds out, she will bandage him up.
And then sometime afterwards, they have a passionate love-making scene.
I'm thinking that I should learn how to dress wounds and general first-aid stuff. Just in case if somehow I'm running away from villians that want to kill me and some cute guy that was protecting me gets hurt in the process.
Not that this would ever happen... but you know... *in case*
I noticed that in almost all the action flicks where there is a female lead and male lead, inevitably, the male lead will get wounded from protecting the female from the bad guy, and then after the female lead finds out, she will bandage him up.
And then sometime afterwards, they have a passionate love-making scene.
I'm thinking that I should learn how to dress wounds and general first-aid stuff. Just in case if somehow I'm running away from villians that want to kill me and some cute guy that was protecting me gets hurt in the process.
Not that this would ever happen... but you know... *in case*
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