1. Whining works when you really really want something.
2. Being more considerate.
3. Photography stuff
4. Technology appreciation
5. A different point of view
6. Social cohesion
7. The names of some cars
8. I might be getting a mac (that's pretty big since I've been a PC person my whole life)
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
I did some math today...
Well not really math. More like organizing my life for the next few years.
It's depressing. I'm going to take 5 years to graduate. At the rate I'm going (4 courses a semester), I'm going to have to take summer school (always so terribly fun...) or accept the fact that I'll graduate in 2013.
In the year 2013, I'll be 22. I'll want to live on my own, go to California, or Australia, or Germany, or England.
I'll need a job and a place of my own. And at 26, I'll want to get married, which gives me roughly 4 years to fool around (less than that, since I'd have to get engaged at 25 or even 24)
I would like 1 year to volunteer and travel the world before I really settle down. And I'd like to live in the above-mentioned cities/countries for at least 6 months to really get to know the places.
Also, I would like to study art in New York (maybe for a year or two or three or a full degree).
And somehow have a career in music, film, event planning, book writing, journalism, art... ...maybe in theatre too.
In between all that, I need to put aside a couple of years to be a good housewife too.
Looking back on all my ambitions though, I think I'll need another life to accomplish all this. Instead of telling everyone to "dream big", maybe there should be sayings that say to over-ambitious people like me that go "don't dream too big, you're only one person" ...something like that because I think I'm going to have a huge break-down somewhere before my second career, but the thing is I can't stop myself from dreaming because that's just the way I am. It's all or nothing. Do it all or die trying.
It's depressing. I'm going to take 5 years to graduate. At the rate I'm going (4 courses a semester), I'm going to have to take summer school (always so terribly fun...) or accept the fact that I'll graduate in 2013.
In the year 2013, I'll be 22. I'll want to live on my own, go to California, or Australia, or Germany, or England.
I'll need a job and a place of my own. And at 26, I'll want to get married, which gives me roughly 4 years to fool around (less than that, since I'd have to get engaged at 25 or even 24)
I would like 1 year to volunteer and travel the world before I really settle down. And I'd like to live in the above-mentioned cities/countries for at least 6 months to really get to know the places.
Also, I would like to study art in New York (maybe for a year or two or three or a full degree).
And somehow have a career in music, film, event planning, book writing, journalism, art... ...maybe in theatre too.
In between all that, I need to put aside a couple of years to be a good housewife too.
Looking back on all my ambitions though, I think I'll need another life to accomplish all this. Instead of telling everyone to "dream big", maybe there should be sayings that say to over-ambitious people like me that go "don't dream too big, you're only one person" ...something like that because I think I'm going to have a huge break-down somewhere before my second career, but the thing is I can't stop myself from dreaming because that's just the way I am. It's all or nothing. Do it all or die trying.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Good Ole' DC!
Listening to the newest tracks from Dashboard Confessional right now. It's been a long and stressful three weeks. It's nice treat that no matter how stressed you are, no matter how much you change or how much your life has taken a turn for the worse, the band still sounds exactly the same.
It might not be a good thing for the band (in terms of progression), but I like the comforting feeling that some things don't change much.
Tomorrow, I'm going on a walk downtown. A few years ago, the excitement from downtown would have been uncontainable. Just three years ago actually, I was getting to know the downtown Queen Street area. Now, the city seems old to me. It's lost most of its charm-probably from visits that are too frequent. The stores seem style-less and too corporate compared to the "cool" it was for me just three years ago. It's strange how things change so fast. How I'm a different person then and now. How I've met so many different people, gone to university and had a million other new experiences.
It's dawning on me now that 18 still isn't that old and that I have a whole lifetime to become many other persons. I wonder what I'll be like at 36, in another 18 years. Hopefully married and at the top of my career with a child on the way.
I'm listening to Dashboard Confessional's "Vindicated", one of his classics, and I have a sudden urge to see the first Spiderman movie again. I want to remember how old I was then, and what my life was like. I suppose I was in middle school...
To the readers: What are a few of your comfort things?
It might not be a good thing for the band (in terms of progression), but I like the comforting feeling that some things don't change much.
Tomorrow, I'm going on a walk downtown. A few years ago, the excitement from downtown would have been uncontainable. Just three years ago actually, I was getting to know the downtown Queen Street area. Now, the city seems old to me. It's lost most of its charm-probably from visits that are too frequent. The stores seem style-less and too corporate compared to the "cool" it was for me just three years ago. It's strange how things change so fast. How I'm a different person then and now. How I've met so many different people, gone to university and had a million other new experiences.
It's dawning on me now that 18 still isn't that old and that I have a whole lifetime to become many other persons. I wonder what I'll be like at 36, in another 18 years. Hopefully married and at the top of my career with a child on the way.
I'm listening to Dashboard Confessional's "Vindicated", one of his classics, and I have a sudden urge to see the first Spiderman movie again. I want to remember how old I was then, and what my life was like. I suppose I was in middle school...
To the readers: What are a few of your comfort things?
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Abrasive Personality Traits
Why am I back here blogging when I'm supposed to be sleeping? Well, the other day, I was at meeting for our campus newspaper. There was this guy that I had never seen before in my life, a rude and cocky, super-annoying guy who was acting like he owned the place. (only later did I find out he was the advertising manager, but still, just because you're in a high place doesn't mean you're allowed to be disrespectful to other people)
So what was it about this guy that pissed me off? First of all, I don't like guys who are cocky and arrogant. I could never be good friends with ANY person who is too full of themselves. Think about it: having a conversation where the other person only says, "I'm the best at this, and the best at that. I have no faults at all, everyone is below me, including you" would be sickening to hear all day. It would get annoying too.
I also think that everyone should know when to stop arguing, trying to prove that they're right. The reason why so many fights start? People don't like to admit they're wrong because it makes them look stupid. And no one likes to look stupid.
But back to the guy who was pissing me off. At first, I thought he was brilliant: who was this new and interesting guy who had so many good ideas for our newspaper?
And then, I think that he sensed that we thought he was super intelligent or something, so he started to get cocky. There was this other guy (a first year!) who had an idea (I admit, it wasn't the best idea), but the cocky interrupted him mid-speech, saying "That will never work!"
How rude is that?!
Just because the cocky guy was a 4th year AND the ad manager doesn't mean you can do that. People who are high up, presidents, CEOs and kings still have manners! (Well maybe not all do, but still)
I was just thinking over this, and it bothered me because I didn't do anything about it at the time. I don't know why. I guess I didn't want him to hate me before he even knew my name.
I wish I could be this really great person with great morals and integrity. Someone who speaks out when something isn't right. What is stopping me? Some sort of sociological barrier? I wish I could have broken through the barrier on that day and said "Let the other guy speak". Something along those lines.
If someone is being a jerk, other people should really not let them get away with it because when they see that they're getting away with it, they'll want to get away with more and that's how we end up with SUPER JERKS and no one likes those.
So what was it about this guy that pissed me off? First of all, I don't like guys who are cocky and arrogant. I could never be good friends with ANY person who is too full of themselves. Think about it: having a conversation where the other person only says, "I'm the best at this, and the best at that. I have no faults at all, everyone is below me, including you" would be sickening to hear all day. It would get annoying too.
I also think that everyone should know when to stop arguing, trying to prove that they're right. The reason why so many fights start? People don't like to admit they're wrong because it makes them look stupid. And no one likes to look stupid.
But back to the guy who was pissing me off. At first, I thought he was brilliant: who was this new and interesting guy who had so many good ideas for our newspaper?
And then, I think that he sensed that we thought he was super intelligent or something, so he started to get cocky. There was this other guy (a first year!) who had an idea (I admit, it wasn't the best idea), but the cocky interrupted him mid-speech, saying "That will never work!"
How rude is that?!
Just because the cocky guy was a 4th year AND the ad manager doesn't mean you can do that. People who are high up, presidents, CEOs and kings still have manners! (Well maybe not all do, but still)
I was just thinking over this, and it bothered me because I didn't do anything about it at the time. I don't know why. I guess I didn't want him to hate me before he even knew my name.
I wish I could be this really great person with great morals and integrity. Someone who speaks out when something isn't right. What is stopping me? Some sort of sociological barrier? I wish I could have broken through the barrier on that day and said "Let the other guy speak". Something along those lines.
If someone is being a jerk, other people should really not let them get away with it because when they see that they're getting away with it, they'll want to get away with more and that's how we end up with SUPER JERKS and no one likes those.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
I loved reading this article today. The topic is just so bizarre and strange, but it speaks out about an issue that doesn't get much coverage: male self-esteem about their packages.
It's a light-hearted investigative piece that provides just enough detail for the readers to imagine the scene.
And I liked the way it was written. The last paragraph is amazing.
It's a light-hearted investigative piece that provides just enough detail for the readers to imagine the scene.
And I liked the way it was written. The last paragraph is amazing.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Grow up please!
I think it's really low when grown-ups or teenagers make fun of little nine year old girls. I mean, come on, they're nine, they don't know any better.
Take this for example. Ignore the gorgeous shots Annie Leibovitz has taken, and focus your attention on the last few comments. The nine year old has obviously said some things that most of the population wouldn't agree with, but she's only nine- her insights are only limited to what she knows.
What I'm trying to say is: there are ways to express your opinion maturely without making fun of people. Grow up!
Take this for example. Ignore the gorgeous shots Annie Leibovitz has taken, and focus your attention on the last few comments. The nine year old has obviously said some things that most of the population wouldn't agree with, but she's only nine- her insights are only limited to what she knows.
What I'm trying to say is: there are ways to express your opinion maturely without making fun of people. Grow up!
Monday, October 12, 2009
A post about tiaras. (This is kind of stupid, but oh well)
I would like to wear a tiara. I don't know when I'd get the opportunity though. You can't just randomly wear a tiara to school. It would look silly if I were dressed normally, and just wearing a tiara, and it's not like I'm going to go in full formal wear to school.
I can't think of any occasion that I could wear a tiara to. If I were to go to a formal event, there'd have to be a justification of why I am wearing a tiara. There would have to be a special reason of why I'm wearing a tiara and the other people in the room aren't. It'd have to be my birthday or something.
Imagine that- organizing a formal, glitzy birthday just for the sake of wearing a tiara. That would be over-the-top.
I was going to get a tiara for prom, and then the nice ones from jewelry stores were too expensive, and the cheap ones from Claires looked just a bit tacky.
I just saw pictures of someone's cousin's wedding on Facebook, and the bride was wearing a tiara. (Which is what sparked the idea for this post) I'm not sure if I'd wear a tiara on my wedding. I kind of reserved my wedding day for wearing a veil. It seems so romantic to me, also there's probably a meaning behind the veil. I love watching the part where the groom lifts the bride's veil after the pastor says, "You may now kiss the bride". It's one of my favourite moments. I like it more than when they slip rings on each other's fingers.
So now that I've figured out that I'm going to wear a veil on my wedding, when am I going to freakin' wear my tiara?
I can't think of any occasion that I could wear a tiara to. If I were to go to a formal event, there'd have to be a justification of why I am wearing a tiara. There would have to be a special reason of why I'm wearing a tiara and the other people in the room aren't. It'd have to be my birthday or something.
Imagine that- organizing a formal, glitzy birthday just for the sake of wearing a tiara. That would be over-the-top.
I was going to get a tiara for prom, and then the nice ones from jewelry stores were too expensive, and the cheap ones from Claires looked just a bit tacky.
I just saw pictures of someone's cousin's wedding on Facebook, and the bride was wearing a tiara. (Which is what sparked the idea for this post) I'm not sure if I'd wear a tiara on my wedding. I kind of reserved my wedding day for wearing a veil. It seems so romantic to me, also there's probably a meaning behind the veil. I love watching the part where the groom lifts the bride's veil after the pastor says, "You may now kiss the bride". It's one of my favourite moments. I like it more than when they slip rings on each other's fingers.
So now that I've figured out that I'm going to wear a veil on my wedding, when am I going to freakin' wear my tiara?
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Thanksgiving for Fat People
Right now, I'm at Great Wolf Lodge, a resort in the Niagara region with my little cousins and uncles/aunts. It's a huge indoor water-park. If I had to pick one word to describe this place, it would be "excessive". First of all, the resort is HUGE. There are rooms and rooms and rooms... it just circles around the place. And the rooms aren't a small little deal, they are rather exquisite. Each room has two televisions, two beds, a fire place, a balcony, a couch area, mini fridge, appliances... and are quite nice. The lobby is grand. Huge fireplace, chandelier lights, wooden fixings...Second, the vacationers here have large body proportions as well. They are fat and their children are getting there.
It makes sense though. Lazy people book their vacations here because its relaxing and if you're too lazy, inevitably, you'll become fat. There's a buffet dinner, and only five floors and an elevator if you don't feel like walking. Most people vacationing here remind me of fat Americans.
The environment at the resort is so artificial. Everything is indoors. It could be snowing, the leaves could be changing into the prettiest shades of gold but you wouldn't know from being in this luxurious, over-elaborate resort.
There's a huge water park- it has slides that go outside the building and back inside, they loop everywhere, it goes up and down like a roller coaster, it has machinery to make it go faster (it's not just hydrolics that make the rider go), it's an absolute kid's wonderland. There are two hot tubs, one is indoors, and one is outdoors. There are ample amounts of snack bars in and around the water park with fattening foods like fries, cookies, sweets, fudge, ice-cream, cakes... If I were to compare this water park with Wonderland's waterpark, this one would beat Wonderland in terms of innovative technology and "wow" factors (the slides are really long, with bigger drops and machinery). There is a wave pool, a shallow pool for kids, a playground that is much larger than Wonderland's, an obstacle course in the water where you have to travel across the pool using the rope above the pool and if you lose your balance, you end up in the water...
Oh and if you're bored of the water-park, you can always visit the salon, the spa, the adequately-sized (read pretty big) arcade (with updated games such as Guitar hero), the mini golf course, one of the various eating places, the gigantic candy store.... did I mention that there's a spa for adults and a spa catered for young girls? They can get manicures and pedicures for $25 each. I thought that was a bit crazy because I make my own money and still I wouldn't pay $25 for a manicure or pedicure, yet parents would spoil their little princesses like this?!
And that's why I think this place is just a little excessive. I believe that kids should grow up spending their Thanksgivings hiking outdoors, exploring the wilderness like I once did. This sheltered environment is fun, but a tad materialistic. How can kids appreciate the great outdoors, everything natural- when they are raised in an artificial environment like this?
It makes sense though. Lazy people book their vacations here because its relaxing and if you're too lazy, inevitably, you'll become fat. There's a buffet dinner, and only five floors and an elevator if you don't feel like walking. Most people vacationing here remind me of fat Americans.
The environment at the resort is so artificial. Everything is indoors. It could be snowing, the leaves could be changing into the prettiest shades of gold but you wouldn't know from being in this luxurious, over-elaborate resort.
There's a huge water park- it has slides that go outside the building and back inside, they loop everywhere, it goes up and down like a roller coaster, it has machinery to make it go faster (it's not just hydrolics that make the rider go), it's an absolute kid's wonderland. There are two hot tubs, one is indoors, and one is outdoors. There are ample amounts of snack bars in and around the water park with fattening foods like fries, cookies, sweets, fudge, ice-cream, cakes... If I were to compare this water park with Wonderland's waterpark, this one would beat Wonderland in terms of innovative technology and "wow" factors (the slides are really long, with bigger drops and machinery). There is a wave pool, a shallow pool for kids, a playground that is much larger than Wonderland's, an obstacle course in the water where you have to travel across the pool using the rope above the pool and if you lose your balance, you end up in the water...
Oh and if you're bored of the water-park, you can always visit the salon, the spa, the adequately-sized (read pretty big) arcade (with updated games such as Guitar hero), the mini golf course, one of the various eating places, the gigantic candy store.... did I mention that there's a spa for adults and a spa catered for young girls? They can get manicures and pedicures for $25 each. I thought that was a bit crazy because I make my own money and still I wouldn't pay $25 for a manicure or pedicure, yet parents would spoil their little princesses like this?!
And that's why I think this place is just a little excessive. I believe that kids should grow up spending their Thanksgivings hiking outdoors, exploring the wilderness like I once did. This sheltered environment is fun, but a tad materialistic. How can kids appreciate the great outdoors, everything natural- when they are raised in an artificial environment like this?
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
All By Myself
I want to cover this song. Everytime I watch something impressive by other musicians, I get all inspired and want to do things again, but then somewhere along the path, I lose my spark.
My plan this summer was to get better at guitar and piano. Did it happen? No. My social life and other activities took up all of my time.
Don't get me wrong, I accomplished many things over the summer- a university credit, a sailing certification, learning to drive (sort of), seeing lots of good theatre, travelling to Europe, going to work, etc... etc...
I just never seem to be able to focus on the artistic side of me.
New goal (which has been my goal for years and years but never got accomplished): focus on art (music and visual and photography), focus on reading classic novels, and focus on being cultured in all the classic films (now that I'm working for a video store).
My plan this summer was to get better at guitar and piano. Did it happen? No. My social life and other activities took up all of my time.
Don't get me wrong, I accomplished many things over the summer- a university credit, a sailing certification, learning to drive (sort of), seeing lots of good theatre, travelling to Europe, going to work, etc... etc...
I just never seem to be able to focus on the artistic side of me.
New goal (which has been my goal for years and years but never got accomplished): focus on art (music and visual and photography), focus on reading classic novels, and focus on being cultured in all the classic films (now that I'm working for a video store).
Monday, October 5, 2009
Work and random tangents
So far at work, there are two people that I like working with particularly. The rest are neutral.
I think its easier working here as a girl because there's a sense of competition among the men. Their pride gets in the way about wrong and right and soon people hate each other. Everyone's got opinions. I'm the new girl, so everyone is nice to me, showing me the ropes.
Of everyone, I am one of two girls that work at Rogers Plus besides management, which consists of two women.
Yesterday, a co-worker of mine was watching this TV show on TLC called "I didn't know I was pregnant", which was just horrifying and disgusting. Click here for a Youtube Vid. On that particular episode we watched, a woman didn't know she was pregnant, thought she was constipated and gave birth to her baby in the toliet, which was just gross. My first thought, when I saw the show was "why would anyone want to watch such disgusting and gruesome tv?", but now, I can't stop watching it. I am addicted to watching this horror.
Okay anyway, back to work: another co-worker of mine lives in the same (ghetto) neighbourhood as me, so he gave me a ride home yesterday. I really like working with him because he's been employed there the longest of all the customer representatives and he knows what he's doing. Thus, he does all the harder tasks and I do easy stuff like checking in videos.
He's currently in university for a business program but he hates business and wants to direct movies. I find this so cliche, but I like the fact that he wants to pursue his goal of directing after he graduates. There are too many people stuck in jobs they don't like, yet they don't want to do anything about it, so I admire him for taking this risk.
The other thing I like about work is the location. The area is well-off. One day, I'd like to live there with my future husband and kids. I like watching the parents come in with their children, all happy, without any worry to the amount of money they drop on DVD rentals. Some customers end up spending $30 or more to rent a few movies, which I find ridiculous, yet they don't bat an eyelash when I tell them the amount. Other customers will end up leaving the store paying $100 and over for movies and confection. They don't seem to care. Money is dispensible to them. They are rich.
This is in direct contrast to the student life I've been living, where I rent movies from the library for entertainment and occasionally go out to see movies in theatres. Some of my friends download movies online for free. (illegally *cough* haha... just sayin') Someday, I want to be able to freely spend money on this type of stuff and not worry about being reckless with my wallet. Working in this area reminds me of that goal, that I won't always be working minimum wage jobs, that there is more to strive for, if that makes sense at all.
To my non-existant readers (who never leave comments!): What are your future plans or goals?
I think its easier working here as a girl because there's a sense of competition among the men. Their pride gets in the way about wrong and right and soon people hate each other. Everyone's got opinions. I'm the new girl, so everyone is nice to me, showing me the ropes.
Of everyone, I am one of two girls that work at Rogers Plus besides management, which consists of two women.
Yesterday, a co-worker of mine was watching this TV show on TLC called "I didn't know I was pregnant", which was just horrifying and disgusting. Click here for a Youtube Vid. On that particular episode we watched, a woman didn't know she was pregnant, thought she was constipated and gave birth to her baby in the toliet, which was just gross. My first thought, when I saw the show was "why would anyone want to watch such disgusting and gruesome tv?", but now, I can't stop watching it. I am addicted to watching this horror.
Okay anyway, back to work: another co-worker of mine lives in the same (ghetto) neighbourhood as me, so he gave me a ride home yesterday. I really like working with him because he's been employed there the longest of all the customer representatives and he knows what he's doing. Thus, he does all the harder tasks and I do easy stuff like checking in videos.
He's currently in university for a business program but he hates business and wants to direct movies. I find this so cliche, but I like the fact that he wants to pursue his goal of directing after he graduates. There are too many people stuck in jobs they don't like, yet they don't want to do anything about it, so I admire him for taking this risk.
The other thing I like about work is the location. The area is well-off. One day, I'd like to live there with my future husband and kids. I like watching the parents come in with their children, all happy, without any worry to the amount of money they drop on DVD rentals. Some customers end up spending $30 or more to rent a few movies, which I find ridiculous, yet they don't bat an eyelash when I tell them the amount. Other customers will end up leaving the store paying $100 and over for movies and confection. They don't seem to care. Money is dispensible to them. They are rich.
This is in direct contrast to the student life I've been living, where I rent movies from the library for entertainment and occasionally go out to see movies in theatres. Some of my friends download movies online for free. (illegally *cough* haha... just sayin') Someday, I want to be able to freely spend money on this type of stuff and not worry about being reckless with my wallet. Working in this area reminds me of that goal, that I won't always be working minimum wage jobs, that there is more to strive for, if that makes sense at all.
To my non-existant readers (who never leave comments!): What are your future plans or goals?
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