Your reflection in the mirror:
To me,
you have certain characteristics that make you different from everyone else (that includes your oh so famous 'fro'.) you're a pessimist with a bit of optimism, realistic, independent, and refuses to give up on anything you put your heart into. you're too busy for your own good, but continue to do so, since boredom kills you. you fear the future, little faith in falling in love, and rely on family and friends as your support system. with some trust issues comes having those few core friends, that you just can't live without, with those couple that you have to talk to at LEAST once a day. family comes before anything else. although you're small in stature, you have a big enough personality to compensate for it!
the past year, even though most people thought it was a bit blah, has been one of the best when it came to growing up and maturing. you've finally found that group that you belong to, and have cut out those that matter least to you, who have cause the most heartbreak, who bring that energy you've always tried so hard to avoid. you've been through some emotionally messed-up-ness that has made both you, and your family, stronger than ever. you've finally found that faculty and specialization that you belong to, and met amazing people who have similar mindsets, goals, interests and values. you've gotten over immature crushes and boy crazes, and have reached that point of independence you have been craving for. you've even learned how it feels to live on your own, and how much family and friends truly mean to you. and, of course, 2010 brought all those fabulous memories that you will never forget, both good and bad.
let's hope 2011 brings a bit more fun in your life, with some awesome experiences that will allow you to further grow and develop into that fabulous food loving, science nerd lady that you want to be! bring it on life!
Love always,
Whitney
HAPPY NEW YEAR Y'ALL! hope you have an awesome New Year's Eve surrounded by people you love, lots of unhealthy foods and drinks, that lacks a hang over the morning after! HAVE FUN!
30 Days of Letters: ALMOST DONE!
I have three to go! here's two more!
The friendliest person you knew for only one day:
Hi there,
I met you when I worked in the summer with GALA, and fell in love with your presence. I never met you before, but you were the nicest person I had yet to meet. out of all the staff/ students that I got the chance to work with/meet, spending that hour with you was amazing. your eloquency is mind boggling, your energy is something I wanted to absorb, and your public speaking skills blew me away. there's those little things about you that inspired me, and your people skills is something I wish I had. although I really only met you that day (although I knew you by name since I started the job), you made me feel as though I knew you for years. I hope I get the chance to work with you again in the near future, or just listen to you speak! you're one amazing guy!
that little GALA AC,
Whitney
The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to:
Hey,
I wish I could, but never will. it's a trust issue thing.
Whitney
The friendliest person you knew for only one day:
Hi there,
I met you when I worked in the summer with GALA, and fell in love with your presence. I never met you before, but you were the nicest person I had yet to meet. out of all the staff/ students that I got the chance to work with/meet, spending that hour with you was amazing. your eloquency is mind boggling, your energy is something I wanted to absorb, and your public speaking skills blew me away. there's those little things about you that inspired me, and your people skills is something I wish I had. although I really only met you that day (although I knew you by name since I started the job), you made me feel as though I knew you for years. I hope I get the chance to work with you again in the near future, or just listen to you speak! you're one amazing guy!
that little GALA AC,
Whitney
The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to:
Hey,
I wish I could, but never will. it's a trust issue thing.
Whitney
30 Days of Letters: The last person you made a pinky promise to
hey kiddo,
you were a super cute patient I got to meet at Children's a couple weeks ago, who absolutely loves Dora the Explorer, the movie Cars, and bubbles. you were having issues with some of the lines the nurses had connected to you, but you made me a picky promise you wouldn't touch them anymore, since doing so would 'magically' stop the pains. and because you trusted me and my picky promise, it worked, right? picky promises is the one thing you can't break, it's just that solid. but I hope you kept your promise, and that you're no longer at the hospital. I hope all is well with your mum, your family, you. and that you grow up to be something special.
your Bubbles buddy
Whitney
(this kid is the only one who has ever gotten me emotionally attached. I've seen a lot volunteering at both St. Paul's and Children's Hospital, but there's always that one patient that grabs your heart, and doesn't let it go.)
you were a super cute patient I got to meet at Children's a couple weeks ago, who absolutely loves Dora the Explorer, the movie Cars, and bubbles. you were having issues with some of the lines the nurses had connected to you, but you made me a picky promise you wouldn't touch them anymore, since doing so would 'magically' stop the pains. and because you trusted me and my picky promise, it worked, right? picky promises is the one thing you can't break, it's just that solid. but I hope you kept your promise, and that you're no longer at the hospital. I hope all is well with your mum, your family, you. and that you grow up to be something special.
your Bubbles buddy
Whitney
(this kid is the only one who has ever gotten me emotionally attached. I've seen a lot volunteering at both St. Paul's and Children's Hospital, but there's always that one patient that grabs your heart, and doesn't let it go.)
30 Days of Letters: The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Hi,
I know what you're going through, I don't know how you can be so strong. I don't know what I would do if I was in the same situation as you, how I would deal with it, what my coping mechanism would be. but you're a fighter, and seem to be able to deal with it all. although you don't show a lot of emotion towards what's happening in your life, I know there's something off, and I'm glad you know I'm here for you no matter what. I'm here to give advice, to be there by your side through it all, or just to be ears for listening. you'll get through this, and I hope you know you have everyone's support and comfort as well.
Whitney
I know what you're going through, I don't know how you can be so strong. I don't know what I would do if I was in the same situation as you, how I would deal with it, what my coping mechanism would be. but you're a fighter, and seem to be able to deal with it all. although you don't show a lot of emotion towards what's happening in your life, I know there's something off, and I'm glad you know I'm here for you no matter what. I'm here to give advice, to be there by your side through it all, or just to be ears for listening. you'll get through this, and I hope you know you have everyone's support and comfort as well.
Whitney
30 Days of Letters: Someone you want to give a second chance to
there's really no one in particular I want to give a second chance to. in general, when it comes to second chances, it's all based on the person and if they're worth me putting that effort into. negative energy isn't my thing, so that person really has to be someone who means a lot for me to be willing to give them a 'second chance,' y'know? anyways, no one to write this letter to specifically. luckily, that means there's no dramzzz in my life! YAY!
Merry Christmas!
hope you have a fabulous Christmas Day, full of friends, family and nomalicious food!
(and if you have random toys, clothes or cash to spare, be sure to donate to your fav charity this season! =) )
and as a treat, here's me being lamely excited (at the age of 18) at seeing my plate of cookies and glass of milk empty the next morning by Santa! (and yes, I continue this tradition, just to remind my dad of how much of a loser daughter he has!)
(and if you have random toys, clothes or cash to spare, be sure to donate to your fav charity this season! =) )
and as a treat, here's me being lamely excited (at the age of 18) at seeing my plate of cookies and glass of milk empty the next morning by Santa! (and yes, I continue this tradition, just to remind my dad of how much of a loser daughter he has!)
EAT LOTS!
30 Days of Letters: Someone you judged by their first impression
to everyone I've ever met,
yes I'm the type that judges you by your first impression..but doesn't everyone? obviously this judgement doesn't last for long, since the whole getting to know you situation tends to change that initial judgement. don't worry, there's not a lot of hatin' when I judge you..unless you're an idiot who acts as though nothing is going on in their brain, then you're sorta CUT for a while..or maybe forever. depends on my mood.
Whitney
(this post totally reminded me of an intense convo I had with Fabio one of the first few times I met him..it became quite heated. but be honest people, who doesn't judge people by their first impression?)
yes I'm the type that judges you by your first impression..but doesn't everyone? obviously this judgement doesn't last for long, since the whole getting to know you situation tends to change that initial judgement. don't worry, there's not a lot of hatin' when I judge you..unless you're an idiot who acts as though nothing is going on in their brain, then you're sorta CUT for a while..or maybe forever. depends on my mood.
Whitney
(this post totally reminded me of an intense convo I had with Fabio one of the first few times I met him..it became quite heated. but be honest people, who doesn't judge people by their first impression?)
30 Days of Letters: The one that broke your heart the hardest
Hi,
It's funny that my ex isn't considered the one who broke my heart the hardest. I think I spent too much time pondering about you, and I overlooked many others. but that's ok, and it's not your fault. it was teenage hormones that got the best of me, and I learned about love and lust the hard way. thanks for being a learning experience.
Whitney
It's funny that my ex isn't considered the one who broke my heart the hardest. I think I spent too much time pondering about you, and I overlooked many others. but that's ok, and it's not your fault. it was teenage hormones that got the best of me, and I learned about love and lust the hard way. thanks for being a learning experience.
Whitney
30 Days of Letters: Someone from your childhood
hey you two,
you were the pair of twins who were my best buds back in the good ol' days of elementary school. you moved away back in grade 3, and I didn't hear from you since. Recently my mum asked me about the two of you, and (because I'm very 'good' at Facebook) decided to try finding you two. it's amazing how you can be super close to people when you're younger, and not have any thoughts as to how different we would be when we're 'all grown up.' you're both my age, one is the typical 20-something year old, while the other has a 4 year old son. it's just funny how, when we're younger, we have so much in common, but years later, so much can change. I wonder if it was due to the friend-base you had, or just decisions you made at the moment, willingly or unwillingly, but hey, you seem happy, responsible, and making the best of your lives. kudos to you.
Whitney
you were the pair of twins who were my best buds back in the good ol' days of elementary school. you moved away back in grade 3, and I didn't hear from you since. Recently my mum asked me about the two of you, and (because I'm very 'good' at Facebook) decided to try finding you two. it's amazing how you can be super close to people when you're younger, and not have any thoughts as to how different we would be when we're 'all grown up.' you're both my age, one is the typical 20-something year old, while the other has a 4 year old son. it's just funny how, when we're younger, we have so much in common, but years later, so much can change. I wonder if it was due to the friend-base you had, or just decisions you made at the moment, willingly or unwillingly, but hey, you seem happy, responsible, and making the best of your lives. kudos to you.
Whitney
it would be lovely..
if you weren't such a little fucking asshole-ish bitch of a boy. legit. you're CUT.
as Rachael says, man hating is back in FULL force. you were just a distraction.
as Rachael says, man hating is back in FULL force. you were just a distraction.
So here it is..
here are the final letters I'll be writing. I've cut it down a bit, will try writing one each day (unless life gets stupidly busy).
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror (last one of the series!)
and I won't be posting as "Day___", just the topic of the letter! stay tuned! =)
p.s. today I realized how extremely competitive I am. spent the afternoon at Aman's grad lunch, with a bunch of people I love/ haven't seen in quite a while, then went randomly to lazer tag. I legit was determined to be one of the top 5 players of the game..and was willing to do anything I could to do so! =P 40,000+ in one game, placed third. oh yeah. life is officially complete. ;)
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror (last one of the series!)
and I won't be posting as "Day___", just the topic of the letter! stay tuned! =)
p.s. today I realized how extremely competitive I am. spent the afternoon at Aman's grad lunch, with a bunch of people I love/ haven't seen in quite a while, then went randomly to lazer tag. I legit was determined to be one of the top 5 players of the game..and was willing to do anything I could to do so! =P 40,000+ in one game, placed third. oh yeah. life is officially complete. ;)
Donezo!
Exams are done, got raped by stats, and now have a 2 week break that will NOT involve much relaxation. must: finish an event proposal, start and complete the details on an upcoming Continuing Studies workshop I'm developing, fundraising for a club, job applications, program applications THEN still deciding if I'm staying in Co-op or not. ughhhh, so much to do. it scares me..but reminds me that without all this to keep me busy, I'd go insane. January 4th..lets do this.
p.s. I'll prob do the same thing as Rach when it comes to the 30 Letters concept. there's a lot of letters that become repetitive, where I would prob use the same letter I've already written before for an upcoming post. so there won't be 30..there will be less. I'll post which one's I shall write on in the next letter. (it will be less then 10 fo shossssss)
back to cleaning my room..post exam bedroom messes are ridiculous.
p.s. I'll prob do the same thing as Rach when it comes to the 30 Letters concept. there's a lot of letters that become repetitive, where I would prob use the same letter I've already written before for an upcoming post. so there won't be 30..there will be less. I'll post which one's I shall write on in the next letter. (it will be less then 10 fo shossssss)
back to cleaning my room..post exam bedroom messes are ridiculous.
How to be a 20-something
I promised not to blog..but I couldn't help myself when I found this:
"Be really attractive. Your acne is gone, your face has matured without having wrinkles and everything on your body is lifted naturally. Eat bagels seven days a week, binge-drink and do drugs: you’ll still look like a babe. When you turn thirty, it’ll become a different story but that’s, like, not for a really long time.
Reestablish a relationship with your parents. You don’t live with them anymore (hopefully) so start to appreciate them as human beings with thoughts, flaws and feelings rather than soulless life ruiners who won’t let you borrow their car.
Go from eating delicious food at your parents’ house to eating Ragu tomato sauce over Barilla noodles. Develop an eating disorder to save money.
Move into an apartment on the corner of Overpriced and Dangerous. Sleep on a bare mattress with an Ikea comforter. Your mother talks to you about buying a top sheet and a duvet cover but feel like you’re not mature enough to own something called “duvet.”
Read the New York Times piece, “What Is It About 20-Somethings?” Feel exposed and humiliated. Share it on your Facebook with the caption: “Um….” Your friends will comment “Too real” and that will be the end of that.
Work at a coffee shop but feel hopeful about your career in advertising, writing, whatever. Remember that you’re young and that the world is your oyster. Everything is possible, you still have so much to see and hear. You went to a good school and did good things. Figure if you’re not going to be successful, who the hell is?
Date people who you know you'll never be able to love. See someone for three months for no other reason than because it’s winter and you want to keep warm by holding another body. Date a Republican just so you can say you dated a Republican.
Eventually all these nobodies will make you crave a somebody. Have a real relationship with someone. Go on vacations together, exchange house keys, cry in their arms after a demoralizing day at work. Think about marrying them and maybe even get engaged. Regardless of the outcome, feel proud of yourself for being able to love someone in a healthy way.
Start your twenties with a lot of friends and leave with a few good ones. What happened? People faded away into their careers and relationships. Fights were had and never resolved. Shit happens.
Think of yourself at twenty and hanging out with people who didn’t mean a thing to you. Think about writing papers, about being promiscuous, about trying new things. Think of yourself now and your face looking different and your body feeling different and how everything is just different.
Form the habits that will stick with you forever. Drink your coffee with two sugars and skim milk every morning. Buy a magazine every Friday. Enjoy spending money on candles, smoke pot on Saturdays, watch the television before bed.
Move into a bigger apartment on the corner of Mature and Gentrification and finally buy a duvet cover. Limit your drug-use. If you find yourself unable to do so, start to wonder if you have a problem.
Have your parents come to your place for Christmas. Set the table, make the ham, wear a sophisticated outfit, This will all mean so much at the time.
Think about having children when you stop acting like a child. This may not ever happen.
Maybe this is assuming too much. Maybe this is generalizing. Maybe society uses age as an unrealistic marker for growth. Maybe. Still feel the anxiety on your 30th birthday and think to yourself, “Oh shit, I’m no longer a 20-something.” "
original post
"Be really attractive. Your acne is gone, your face has matured without having wrinkles and everything on your body is lifted naturally. Eat bagels seven days a week, binge-drink and do drugs: you’ll still look like a babe. When you turn thirty, it’ll become a different story but that’s, like, not for a really long time.
Reestablish a relationship with your parents. You don’t live with them anymore (hopefully) so start to appreciate them as human beings with thoughts, flaws and feelings rather than soulless life ruiners who won’t let you borrow their car.
Go from eating delicious food at your parents’ house to eating Ragu tomato sauce over Barilla noodles. Develop an eating disorder to save money.
Move into an apartment on the corner of Overpriced and Dangerous. Sleep on a bare mattress with an Ikea comforter. Your mother talks to you about buying a top sheet and a duvet cover but feel like you’re not mature enough to own something called “duvet.”
Read the New York Times piece, “What Is It About 20-Somethings?” Feel exposed and humiliated. Share it on your Facebook with the caption: “Um….” Your friends will comment “Too real” and that will be the end of that.
Work at a coffee shop but feel hopeful about your career in advertising, writing, whatever. Remember that you’re young and that the world is your oyster. Everything is possible, you still have so much to see and hear. You went to a good school and did good things. Figure if you’re not going to be successful, who the hell is?
Date people who you know you'll never be able to love. See someone for three months for no other reason than because it’s winter and you want to keep warm by holding another body. Date a Republican just so you can say you dated a Republican.
Eventually all these nobodies will make you crave a somebody. Have a real relationship with someone. Go on vacations together, exchange house keys, cry in their arms after a demoralizing day at work. Think about marrying them and maybe even get engaged. Regardless of the outcome, feel proud of yourself for being able to love someone in a healthy way.
Start your twenties with a lot of friends and leave with a few good ones. What happened? People faded away into their careers and relationships. Fights were had and never resolved. Shit happens.
Think of yourself at twenty and hanging out with people who didn’t mean a thing to you. Think about writing papers, about being promiscuous, about trying new things. Think of yourself now and your face looking different and your body feeling different and how everything is just different.
Form the habits that will stick with you forever. Drink your coffee with two sugars and skim milk every morning. Buy a magazine every Friday. Enjoy spending money on candles, smoke pot on Saturdays, watch the television before bed.
Move into a bigger apartment on the corner of Mature and Gentrification and finally buy a duvet cover. Limit your drug-use. If you find yourself unable to do so, start to wonder if you have a problem.
Have your parents come to your place for Christmas. Set the table, make the ham, wear a sophisticated outfit, This will all mean so much at the time.
Think about having children when you stop acting like a child. This may not ever happen.
Maybe this is assuming too much. Maybe this is generalizing. Maybe society uses age as an unrealistic marker for growth. Maybe. Still feel the anxiety on your 30th birthday and think to yourself, “Oh shit, I’m no longer a 20-something.” "
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Hot date
..with stats. awwwww yeeeeeeeah.
(note the beautiful caffeinated drink, with marshmallows to nom it up, my ugly old Leadership shirt from grade 11, and the even more disgusting stats notes bellow the omsss. this is how Saturday nights should be spent. #sarcasm)
Finals Time
back on the 16th!
p.s. thanks to the anon for pointing out an idiotic mistake on my part on one of the blogs.
p.p.s. I didn't know people still asked questions on Formspring..got another few just recently!
p.s. thanks to the anon for pointing out an idiotic mistake on my part on one of the blogs.
p.p.s. I didn't know people still asked questions on Formspring..got another few just recently!
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Hey,
I was talking to Rach about you just today, and what a coincidence that there's a post about this topic. we've known each other since kindergarten, became stupidly close in high school, then drifted once you moved and found a boy. you broke the unwritten code of girlfriends before boyfriends, but I guess it shows how much your original bests mean to you. yes, you made friends when you left Enver, but I tried so hard to keep in touch, cancelling plans to hang out, making sure you were still a part of my life, inviting you to any and every event I planned. but I guess you can only try so hard, and you can only take someone's flake ways so much. oh well? I guess so. (looking at old photos of us still brings back fab memories, but also the realization that our friendship has faded away.)
Love you lots,
Whitney
I was talking to Rach about you just today, and what a coincidence that there's a post about this topic. we've known each other since kindergarten, became stupidly close in high school, then drifted once you moved and found a boy. you broke the unwritten code of girlfriends before boyfriends, but I guess it shows how much your original bests mean to you. yes, you made friends when you left Enver, but I tried so hard to keep in touch, cancelling plans to hang out, making sure you were still a part of my life, inviting you to any and every event I planned. but I guess you can only try so hard, and you can only take someone's flake ways so much. oh well? I guess so. (looking at old photos of us still brings back fab memories, but also the realization that our friendship has faded away.)
Love you lots,
Whitney
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Luckily, I don't have anyone to write this to, since I have the ability to forgive people. the main issue is the 'forgetting' part..
[EDIT]
since I'm an idiot, who OBVS read this wrong (thanks to the anon that pointed it out!) lets try this again..
Hi,
I don't know what exactly I did to you, but it would be great if you were the adult in the situation, actually replied to my texts/ messages/ calls and finally talked to me as to what I did for you to stop associating with me. I hope you have forgiven me for what I had done, since I did apologized to you (but it would also be nice to know what exactly I did to piss you off so bad.)
-W
[EDIT]
since I'm an idiot, who OBVS read this wrong (thanks to the anon that pointed it out!) lets try this again..
Hi,
I don't know what exactly I did to you, but it would be great if you were the adult in the situation, actually replied to my texts/ messages/ calls and finally talked to me as to what I did for you to stop associating with me. I hope you have forgiven me for what I had done, since I did apologized to you (but it would also be nice to know what exactly I did to piss you off so bad.)
-W
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Hi,
I can say that I'm the type of person that's doesn't usually 'hate' people, but, as with probably the majority of human beings, there are those 2-3 people I just really do not like. I'm the type that doesn't make friends easily (yes, I'm super sociable, but it may not mean you're my 'friend'.) and if you are to lie to me time and time again, with absolutely no care in the world, there's something off. yes, this all happened in high school, but I still strongly dislike you for everything you did to me, all the lies you told me, all the rumours you spread, just because your hormones got in the way. I was your best friend for YEARS, and the fact you threw our friendship away initially hurt, but late amazed me. you most probably haven't changed, which makes me more than hesitant ever to make you part of my life again. as Lauren Conrad would say, "all there is left to do is forgive and forget... so I want to forgive you. and I want to forget you." (BAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! oh yes, I just went there..I needed to lighten up the mood JUST a little!! =P )
Your former best
I can say that I'm the type of person that's doesn't usually 'hate' people, but, as with probably the majority of human beings, there are those 2-3 people I just really do not like. I'm the type that doesn't make friends easily (yes, I'm super sociable, but it may not mean you're my 'friend'.) and if you are to lie to me time and time again, with absolutely no care in the world, there's something off. yes, this all happened in high school, but I still strongly dislike you for everything you did to me, all the lies you told me, all the rumours you spread, just because your hormones got in the way. I was your best friend for YEARS, and the fact you threw our friendship away initially hurt, but late amazed me. you most probably haven't changed, which makes me more than hesitant ever to make you part of my life again. as Lauren Conrad would say, "all there is left to do is forgive and forget... so I want to forgive you. and I want to forget you." (BAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! oh yes, I just went there..I needed to lighten up the mood JUST a little!! =P )
Your former best
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Dear Nana,
I wish you were here. there's so many things I would've like to have asked you, told you, confided in you, but it's no longer possible. you taught me that I should live for today, because it really is true that no one knows what tomorrow will bring. your passing was so sudden, not expected at all, and I wish I took advantage of the days you were here. hope you're doing great up there.
Whitney
sidenote: Nana = grandfather from your mum's side (ie, your mum's father)
I wish you were here. there's so many things I would've like to have asked you, told you, confided in you, but it's no longer possible. you taught me that I should live for today, because it really is true that no one knows what tomorrow will bring. your passing was so sudden, not expected at all, and I wish I took advantage of the days you were here. hope you're doing great up there.
Whitney
sidenote: Nana = grandfather from your mum's side (ie, your mum's father)
If Tomorrow Never Comes
"A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. “Never leave that till tomorrow,” he said, “Which you can do today.” This is the man who discovered electricity. You’d think more of us would listen to what he had to say. I don’t know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I’d say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure. Fear of pain. Fear of rejection. Sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you’re wrong? What if you make a mistake you can’t undo? Whatever it is we're afraid of, one thing holds true: that by the time the pain of not doing the thing gets worse than the fear of doing it, it can feel like we're carrying around a giant tumor....The early bird catches the worm; a stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we haven't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to ‘seize the day'. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore, until we finally understand for ourselves like Benjamin Franklin meant.
That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping. And that even the biggest failure, even the worst most intractable mistake beats the hell out of never trying."
I love Grey's.
I love Grey's.
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Hey you,
Whitney
I don't know what's happened to our friendship, but it's not what it used to be. it's kinda sad, but in the same way has helped me. I guess lives get busy, and certain people have come into your life, making them more of a priority..but it's shown me that I'm obviously not considered your good friend, like I once was (or maybe, once thought I was). and I don't mind it. yes, you do come to me in times of need, when you need advice or just a person who will actually listen and care. and I'm fine with that..actually I've learned to be fine with that. shit happens, we learned to deal with each other's personalities, conflicts, the works, and I think where we stand right now is a good place to remain. in a sense, I do want to talk to you more, but in a way I don't, because some of the things that tend to come up in our conversations hurt me more than help me. I still love you as a good friend even though I'm not sure you do. but that's ok.
hope all is well homie.
Whitney
Day 9: Someone You Wish You Could Meet
Hello Dadi,
You are one of those few people I wish I could have met. You passed away when my dad was very young, and I've always heard amazing things about you. I'm the type of person who has always been curious about my ancestry, where they were from, how their personalities were, what about them makes me who I am. as a person with a mixture of nationalities, cultures and even religions, my curiosity gets the best of me. I would have loved to seen how you cared and treated your grandchildren, those random facial expressions, and the awesome food you were known for. And although a post later on involves a deceased person, I would have liked to have met you for very different reasons, mainly because I never knew you existed for most of my life (with a grandfather who remarried, I always thought his current wife was my Dadi, when, for only technicalities sake, she wasn't..although she always treated me like her own granddaughter). I wonder if I am anything like you were, if we had the same values, if we were even the same height! Yes, I will never be able to meet you, but will continue to interrogate my dad (and hopefully my grandpa) about you.
Love you always,
Saira
side note: Dadi in Hindi means grandma from your father's side (ie your father's mum). as well, my middle name was named after my grandma, so Saira means quite a bit to me (and is awesomely different to most middle name!) =)
Day 8: Your Favourite Internet Friend
ummm..I don't have an internet friend.. (I assumed it meant someone you've met on the internet/ continue to have a friendship with via the internet, which I find to be really weird/awkward/out of my comfort/safe zone!! AND my mummy and daddy taught me never to do that..!!)
well, that's lame..BACK TO MAKING LFS PREZI'S! my life consists of being super anti social right now, and trying SUPER hard to incorporate the bests in between school/LFS group meet ups to work on our FINAL project (Think&EatGreen @ School) /meetings with volunteer stuff/fambam/ copious amounts of STAT200 and FNH200 cramming. life is good..#sarcasm. but I am excited to hang out with the -ushi to my frushi on Friday, we're finally meeting up to fulfill that downtown Pho date we've been meaning to have, omnomnom! I'll probably try to add in those boys to the mix of girl gossip that night as well..I miss that group of testosterone! (L) well, that's all for now! (wish me and Group 29 luck on our presentation tomorrow and paper due Friday, altogether worth 25% of our grade for a 6 credit course..oh my damn!)
well, that's lame..BACK TO MAKING LFS PREZI'S! my life consists of being super anti social right now, and trying SUPER hard to incorporate the bests in between school/LFS group meet ups to work on our FINAL project (Think&EatGreen @ School) /meetings with volunteer stuff/fambam/ copious amounts of STAT200 and FNH200 cramming. life is good..#sarcasm. but I am excited to hang out with the -ushi to my frushi on Friday, we're finally meeting up to fulfill that downtown Pho date we've been meaning to have, omnomnom! I'll probably try to add in those boys to the mix of girl gossip that night as well..I miss that group of testosterone! (L) well, that's all for now! (wish me and Group 29 luck on our presentation tomorrow and paper due Friday, altogether worth 25% of our grade for a 6 credit course..oh my damn!)
BRB
some things have come up, and my writing will be crap if I attempt blogging with this sort of mindset!
back in a bit! =)
Back at it
man-hating is back in effect. that whole boy lovin' phase did NOT last long at all!!
p.s. letter writing will resume tomorrow..after my stats and fnh assignment rape me beyond belief. awww yeaahhhhhhh. -_-
p.s. letter writing will resume tomorrow..after my stats and fnh assignment rape me beyond belief. awww yeaahhhhhhh. -_-
Last night..
at the AgUS Community Dinner, there were meat, vegetarian, vegan, lactose free AND gluten free options, so that everyone who attended the dinner could eat. WTF?! I feel soooo bad for everyone who had to serve last night, in the sense that if I had to serve, I would've been so confused, on edge, and worried I would be serving the wrong meal option to people! oh LFS, we're such divas when it comes to food..! (all in all, very successful event, lots of food, LOTS to drink, and classy nonetheless..before 11pm..!!)
(one of these things is not like the other..;) )
Day 7: Your Ex
Hi,
I think it's been far too long for this post to really be any good. I haven't spoken to you in years, you cut me out of your life, and we both moved on. you hurt me in more ways than one in the past, I've forgiven it all, but it's impossible to forget it. I hope you and her are doing great (and there's no sarcasm or bitterness in that statement whatsoever). I thank you for a lot though. if I hadn't met you, and if you didn't make a decision to resort to her over your good friends, I wouldn't have my solid friend base, who I currently call my best friends. you taught me that I should never rely on a boy friend, that he wont always be my support system, that I am more independent than I ever realized, and that best friends are there no matter what I've put them through or what I'm dealing with. I realized that Rachael is really my best girl friend, that she will always be there (even if I neglected our friendship when we were dating), and that I probably wouldn't be able to survive life on many levels without her. just as future advice, you need to grow a backbone in more ways than one; it'll make you look like less of a wimp. and your ego may be something you're proud of, but really, you come off as an idiotic douchebag most of the time. there's no such thing as a mistake, since we all learn from shit that's happened in the past; our relationship was a prime example of that.
hope all is well on your end.
Whitney.
I think it's been far too long for this post to really be any good. I haven't spoken to you in years, you cut me out of your life, and we both moved on. you hurt me in more ways than one in the past, I've forgiven it all, but it's impossible to forget it. I hope you and her are doing great (and there's no sarcasm or bitterness in that statement whatsoever). I thank you for a lot though. if I hadn't met you, and if you didn't make a decision to resort to her over your good friends, I wouldn't have my solid friend base, who I currently call my best friends. you taught me that I should never rely on a boy friend, that he wont always be my support system, that I am more independent than I ever realized, and that best friends are there no matter what I've put them through or what I'm dealing with. I realized that Rachael is really my best girl friend, that she will always be there (even if I neglected our friendship when we were dating), and that I probably wouldn't be able to survive life on many levels without her. just as future advice, you need to grow a backbone in more ways than one; it'll make you look like less of a wimp. and your ego may be something you're proud of, but really, you come off as an idiotic douchebag most of the time. there's no such thing as a mistake, since we all learn from shit that's happened in the past; our relationship was a prime example of that.
hope all is well on your end.
Whitney.
oh na na (L)
You're so amazing, you took the time to figure me out
Thats why you take me, way past the point of turning me on
You bout to break me, I swear you got me losing my mind
too lamely cute.
Day 6: A Stranger
To all those passers-by,
Whitney
I'm a third year student, and not 16 like you probably think I am, but it doesn't annoy me if you ask or question my age. If you see me on public transit, especially in the mornings, I'm not the kindest of the bunch. I tend to focus on myself, listening to music, not paying attention to my surroundings whatsoever, and very concentrated on completing that Metro Sudoku puzzle as fast as my little brain possibily can. so, I'm not the typical bitchy snob of a UBC student, I'm just super tired, and not interested in associating with the general public at any level (it's what uni tends to do). OUTSIDE of the commuting world, I tend to be that loser that makes conversation with strangers like you, or eavesdrop on your conversation, since I get bored far too easily, and am easily intrigued! you'll notice that a get an extreme amount of happiness when I see kids, because I absolutely love them. I could probably spend my life working with kids.. but refuse to ever pop one out of this small body of mine (since the whole child birth concept shit scares me to the MAX.) little chubby babies make my day! if you ever see me, I'll most probably be eating, since I have too high of a metabolism for my own good, and eat wayy too much. I'm non judgmental, and tend to be non bias (depending on the situation.) a lot of things that I have been through in my life have given me this ability. if you're a boy my age, I most probably won't give you any attention or acknowledgement (unless I know you!). it's a man hating phase, to keep me on track with school. again, it may make me look like a douche, but 1)I'm too lazy to pursue anything, 2)school is my main priority, 3)I'm usually interested in someone else in a very unrealistic sense, so you probably won't grab my attention. when I'm with my friends, you'll notice how absolutely happy I am. my friends bring out the best in my personality, and can't explain how much I love every one of them (both my best lady, and those awesome boys.) I'm scared of the future, pray for the best for myself, wish I knew what I wanted to do with my life, and am just going with the flow. if you ever see me, fire me a smile, since I'll give one right back (if it's not an early morning commute! =P )
Whitney
FML
you know someone's not interested, when they CONSTANTLY refer to you as 'homie.' story of my freakin' life.
'one of the boys' fo' life..fml
'one of the boys' fo' life..fml
Day 5: Your Dreams
Dear dreams,
I need more of you, and sleep, in my life. kthxbai.
Whitney
(I didn't know what to write about this one, since its sooooooooooo ambiguous! my critical thinking brain spent a solid 10 minutes on what this letter was supposed to entail, then felt guilty for spending time focussing on a blog post, when I should be studying stats, so this is what I came up with! I PROMISE the next one will be better!!)
I need more of you, and sleep, in my life. kthxbai.
Whitney
(I didn't know what to write about this one, since its sooooooooooo ambiguous! my critical thinking brain spent a solid 10 minutes on what this letter was supposed to entail, then felt guilty for spending time focussing on a blog post, when I should be studying stats, so this is what I came up with! I PROMISE the next one will be better!!)
Day 4: Your Sibling --> BACK
To my bro,
you're six years younger than me, at a totally different stage in your life, and I feel that's the reason we don't get along. you have a different mindset, set of values, interests, etc., making it really difficult to understand each other. you're only 14, and are in that weird phase of having a really big ego, and refuse to listen to advice from those who are older than you, since you believe that all of your decisions are always right. but hey, I guess most people, especially boys, go through that in their life. yes, you're a jerk, but you do prove your brotherly love when you should. you're smart, caring, talented in more ways than one, but you don't realize how much potential you have in succeeding at this point. I know that the family puts you through a lot of pressure of making sure you're like me, but that's just dumb. prove to everyone that you are a unique individual, with his own amazing characteristics and abilities. I don't expect you to be the academic and leadership nerd that I was (and still am), I expect that you make something else of your life, that YOU will enjoy doing.
I hope that things change between us when you're older, since this dysfunctional relationship really isn't the healthiest situation. and I hope you do become that 'success story' that I know you have the potential of achieving.
love, your sis
you're six years younger than me, at a totally different stage in your life, and I feel that's the reason we don't get along. you have a different mindset, set of values, interests, etc., making it really difficult to understand each other. you're only 14, and are in that weird phase of having a really big ego, and refuse to listen to advice from those who are older than you, since you believe that all of your decisions are always right. but hey, I guess most people, especially boys, go through that in their life. yes, you're a jerk, but you do prove your brotherly love when you should. you're smart, caring, talented in more ways than one, but you don't realize how much potential you have in succeeding at this point. I know that the family puts you through a lot of pressure of making sure you're like me, but that's just dumb. prove to everyone that you are a unique individual, with his own amazing characteristics and abilities. I don't expect you to be the academic and leadership nerd that I was (and still am), I expect that you make something else of your life, that YOU will enjoy doing.
I hope that things change between us when you're older, since this dysfunctional relationship really isn't the healthiest situation. and I hope you do become that 'success story' that I know you have the potential of achieving.
love, your sis
Best Birthday Wish EVER
Ok, so now that it's official that you only have 1 year left before your looks and mind go completely downhill (and you only have 4 years to find a husband and pop out babies), I guess you should probably try to enjoy your day. Don't cry like I did, it only attracts creepy guys.
Much love, un autre vieux femme
Oh Ally, you are the best.
Much love, un autre vieux femme
Oh Ally, you are the best.
30 Days of Letters: BREAK
so, I won't be writing any letters for a couple days. with my birthday being tomorrow, a paper due on Friday, then a hectic, messy Friday night/most probably a not so fun Saturday morning after, I'll be avoiding the whole blogging dealio for a few days!
this LG will be turning 20 in a little more than 24hrs (I was born at 3:25pm, so I'm taking advantage of every minute I technically have as a teen!). It's going to be a bit odd saying "I'm twenty" and stating my age without saying I'm __teen. I still look like I'm 13, 16 on a GOOD day, so being 20 will just be another way to confuse the hell out of people (my appearance when it comes to age and nationality sometimes boggles people's minds!). I'm still the baby of my group of home peeps, so even though I'll be 20, I'll still be the youngest out of all of them (woot to being born later in the year..). it really doesn't feel like a WHOLE year has gone by. time is flying by far too fast for my liking..I'm already in third year! *tries not to hyperventilate, or suddenly have a "WTF am I doing with my life" moment*. oh well, at least I'm a year closer to being 21, that should lead to some good times next year..maybe road trip to the states next year, friends? November 11th..lets hope it's not spent writing a 35% worth paper!!
BRB
this LG will be turning 20 in a little more than 24hrs (I was born at 3:25pm, so I'm taking advantage of every minute I technically have as a teen!). It's going to be a bit odd saying "I'm twenty" and stating my age without saying I'm __teen. I still look like I'm 13, 16 on a GOOD day, so being 20 will just be another way to confuse the hell out of people (my appearance when it comes to age and nationality sometimes boggles people's minds!). I'm still the baby of my group of home peeps, so even though I'll be 20, I'll still be the youngest out of all of them (woot to being born later in the year..). it really doesn't feel like a WHOLE year has gone by. time is flying by far too fast for my liking..I'm already in third year! *tries not to hyperventilate, or suddenly have a "WTF am I doing with my life" moment*. oh well, at least I'm a year closer to being 21, that should lead to some good times next year..maybe road trip to the states next year, friends? November 11th..lets hope it's not spent writing a 35% worth paper!!
BRB
Day 3: Your Parents
Hi Mum and Dad,
This letter is for both of you, my backbone no matter what I go through, the two who are only a few steps away from me, or a phone call away when I'm not living at home, the two people who will always love me unconditionally. you are the push when I need motivation, the people who kick me back into shape if I'm going off course on the road called life, and refuse to give up on me, no matter what my decisions are. I probably annoy you to the extreme, especially in the first two years of university, when crying was a daily ritual, and have managed to survive my hormonal teenage ways when it got the best of me. you both are people I can turn to for advice, who will listen to my non stop rants, and are accepting of who I was and who I am. we've had our many ups, and random downs, and seem to overcome anything life throws us. I've realized that you are probably the only ones who will be by my side no matter what happens to me, and I will always do the same. even though I'm almost 20, you still worry about my whereabouts when I go out, when I get the sniffles, when I'm stressed, and if I have enough food to eat when I go to school, and for that I love you even more! I'm sorry for not always showing that I care, for not always being at home, and for anything I've done to upset either of you. you both do so much for my well being, put my life ahead of yours, and am appreciative for everything you have sacrificed and given to me.
although religion tends to be a conflicting issue, and that you're still trying to get used to the fact that I am pursuing an unconventional degree, a degree not many people choose, I'm glad that we've managed to pull through, and been accepting of every situation. I hope to make you both proud one day, finishing my education, making something of myself, since it seems as though that's really the only thing you both want most from me. no matter what, I'll always love you both.
Whitney
This letter is for both of you, my backbone no matter what I go through, the two who are only a few steps away from me, or a phone call away when I'm not living at home, the two people who will always love me unconditionally. you are the push when I need motivation, the people who kick me back into shape if I'm going off course on the road called life, and refuse to give up on me, no matter what my decisions are. I probably annoy you to the extreme, especially in the first two years of university, when crying was a daily ritual, and have managed to survive my hormonal teenage ways when it got the best of me. you both are people I can turn to for advice, who will listen to my non stop rants, and are accepting of who I was and who I am. we've had our many ups, and random downs, and seem to overcome anything life throws us. I've realized that you are probably the only ones who will be by my side no matter what happens to me, and I will always do the same. even though I'm almost 20, you still worry about my whereabouts when I go out, when I get the sniffles, when I'm stressed, and if I have enough food to eat when I go to school, and for that I love you even more! I'm sorry for not always showing that I care, for not always being at home, and for anything I've done to upset either of you. you both do so much for my well being, put my life ahead of yours, and am appreciative for everything you have sacrificed and given to me.
although religion tends to be a conflicting issue, and that you're still trying to get used to the fact that I am pursuing an unconventional degree, a degree not many people choose, I'm glad that we've managed to pull through, and been accepting of every situation. I hope to make you both proud one day, finishing my education, making something of myself, since it seems as though that's really the only thing you both want most from me. no matter what, I'll always love you both.
Whitney
Day 2: Your Crush
since I'm technically on a man hating phase, this letter shouldn't be made. but I'm a 19 year old (even though I'm almost 20, I still consider myself a teen..for the next few days!) I tend to be on a hormone high every once in a while. hatas gun hate.
Hello ______,
you're cute. (wow, what an LG answer). ANYWAYS, I probably won't ever tell you how I feel, but may as well send a random blog post/letter to you anyways, no? you're independent, busy, smart, sarcastic, slightly buff, a bit older than me, and a jerk. but there's something that's intriguing about you. you use the same tactics I use to get to know people, you're one of the few people who I was willing to open up to about stuff that's happened in the past, and you've shared random thoughts that you probably haven't told too many people. the problem is that we clash. we're both independent, and have very opinionated personalities. on a personal level, you're great, but on a professional level, I tend to really dislike you. which is probably why nothing will ever really happen between us, you're just a pretty face to look at. *ouch*
Whitney
(well that wasn't really a crush letter, a bit of a downer/jerkish, but hey, story of my life! =P )
Hello ______,
you're cute. (wow, what an LG answer). ANYWAYS, I probably won't ever tell you how I feel, but may as well send a random blog post/letter to you anyways, no? you're independent, busy, smart, sarcastic, slightly buff, a bit older than me, and a jerk. but there's something that's intriguing about you. you use the same tactics I use to get to know people, you're one of the few people who I was willing to open up to about stuff that's happened in the past, and you've shared random thoughts that you probably haven't told too many people. the problem is that we clash. we're both independent, and have very opinionated personalities. on a personal level, you're great, but on a professional level, I tend to really dislike you. which is probably why nothing will ever really happen between us, you're just a pretty face to look at. *ouch*
Whitney
(well that wasn't really a crush letter, a bit of a downer/jerkish, but hey, story of my life! =P )
Day 1: Your Best Friend
Hey Rach!! (L)
it's hard pin pointing who my best friend is, especially to one person (since I have at least 3 people I consider to be my "best friends") but Rach, you're probably the best (sorry boys). you're my go- to girl, and we've been friends longer than anyone else I've known (oh yeah, we were the losers back in grade 9, who hung out in the math hallway since we were the social rejects. ;) ). we've been able to deal with each other's b.s., have never had the typical girl drama that most best friends go through, have the same mindset towards so many things, and (in a really scary way) tend to think alike. you're one of the few people who have seen me cry, who I can confide to about stupidly personal things, know far too much about me, yet have STILL stayed by my side through the best, and the shittiest, times. I legit don't know how I would have been able to handle high school, the first years of uni, and just my teenage life without you. we've proven that distance does not always affect that tie best friends have, that we can act as though we just saw each other yesterday even though we've been apart for months, and that residence and going to two different universities can't break our friendship. although we're from two very different backgrounds, we have so much in common. we've partied hard, had fabulous dates (you know you're best friends when you have a romantic Valentine's Day together, which includes sharing gelato and a walk on the beach as the sun sets..), and can hang out sans make up and in ugly house pants, watching musicals like there's no tomorrow! c'mon, how can a friendship end when we've even made for our fabulous-ness (fro + sushi = FRUSHI!)...ugh this is becoming really lame, mushy, and cheesy.
anyways, homegirl, we'll one day live somewhere in Vancouver, not very far away from each other, living either together or with some boy that we've actually allowed into our very independent lives, still watching random episodes of Grey's Anatomy, and perhaps sharing a sleep over when we're feeling like crap (Mer-Cristina style). and although we're on a man hating phase, and are deathly afraid of child birth, if ever those two somehow creep into our lives, I hope we'll still remain the bestest of frushi bests. love you girl.
Love,
the Fr- to your frushi.
it's hard pin pointing who my best friend is, especially to one person (since I have at least 3 people I consider to be my "best friends") but Rach, you're probably the best (sorry boys). you're my go- to girl, and we've been friends longer than anyone else I've known (oh yeah, we were the losers back in grade 9, who hung out in the math hallway since we were the social rejects. ;) ). we've been able to deal with each other's b.s., have never had the typical girl drama that most best friends go through, have the same mindset towards so many things, and (in a really scary way) tend to think alike. you're one of the few people who have seen me cry, who I can confide to about stupidly personal things, know far too much about me, yet have STILL stayed by my side through the best, and the shittiest, times. I legit don't know how I would have been able to handle high school, the first years of uni, and just my teenage life without you. we've proven that distance does not always affect that tie best friends have, that we can act as though we just saw each other yesterday even though we've been apart for months, and that residence and going to two different universities can't break our friendship. although we're from two very different backgrounds, we have so much in common. we've partied hard, had fabulous dates (you know you're best friends when you have a romantic Valentine's Day together, which includes sharing gelato and a walk on the beach as the sun sets..), and can hang out sans make up and in ugly house pants, watching musicals like there's no tomorrow! c'mon, how can a friendship end when we've even made for our fabulous-ness (fro + sushi = FRUSHI!)...ugh this is becoming really lame, mushy, and cheesy.
anyways, homegirl, we'll one day live somewhere in Vancouver, not very far away from each other, living either together or with some boy that we've actually allowed into our very independent lives, still watching random episodes of Grey's Anatomy, and perhaps sharing a sleep over when we're feeling like crap (Mer-Cristina style). and although we're on a man hating phase, and are deathly afraid of child birth, if ever those two somehow creep into our lives, I hope we'll still remain the bestest of frushi bests. love you girl.
Love,
the Fr- to your frushi.
30 Days of Letters
wow, I've been blogging toooo much lately..! so recently I stumbled upon this concept of writing a letter to different people for 30 days, based on a list of different people who have influenced you. I thought it was an intriguing concept, one that may stir up some problems, but most probably not, since I'm the type that tends to be very ambiguous with things like this, rarely use names (unless it's a positive letter), and usually use these concepts just for self reflection and personal venting reasons. I find things like this a good way to get rid of different emotions. so hey, let's try this shizzz out (but I can't guarantee I'll finish this/write EVERYDAY, since next week is getting a bit hectic for me!) I'll either start today or tomorrow, I won't copy the list on this post (it's a way for you to be in suspense as to what I'll post the following day/for you to google the idea and read other people's letters..it's actually kinda fascinating), and see how far into the list I can go, without being too concerned about what I write! (sorry if you think this is lame, deal with it.)
Did I Mention..
that I've betrayed my Faculty of Science peeps, and gone to the dark side..where people actually like each other, care about fellow peers, LOVE food and eating sustainably, and they really like their booze (especially their wine and beer!).
I mainly made this post, just as a segway into my photo of a shot glass (which I'm lamely lovin'), showing off my Aggie pride!! ya'll love my oddness..don't lie.
I mainly made this post, just as a segway into my photo of a shot glass (which I'm lamely lovin'), showing off my Aggie pride!! ya'll love my oddness..don't lie.
AWWWWWW YEEEEAAHHHHH *Jersey Shore style*
yes, blogging and a social life have been somewhat non existent in the past couple weeks, but that's the story of every uni kids life. as a way to get as far away from school mode as possible, I shut off the brain, pushed aside the readings and stats questions, and did legit shit all last weekend. I got raped by stats, did pretty well in FNH, and LFS was just being stupid and time consuming, so I felt I deserved a break. sooooo, on Friday, I helped with the running of the AgUS Bzzr Garden. very tiring, served too much beer, was very sober, was sure someone was going to hit me when we ran out of beer, was called "sunshine" in an attempt to be served beer that didn't exist, and rode a mechanical bull for the first time (my groin was in SEVERE pain the morning after..). saying "AWWWW YEAHHHH" (total J.S. style) whenever we loved something, and then ALLL the other girls saying the same thing, seemed to happen a lot that night. for some reason, saying aww yeah in a wannabe Jersey accent, and saying it uber loud is VERY addicting..and makes you sound really dumb. (hatas gun hate) all in all, got to meet TONS of people, got closer to the AgUS peeps, and my mechanical bull virginity was taken away, so I think quite a bit was accomplished that night!
Saturday was a family day. my mum decided to take me shopping for my 20th birthday..for a new mattress. you know you're getting old when.. had a nomalicious dinner at Stephos (and my FAV SUPER gay waiter was there, which really made my night).
Halloween was stupidly G rated. didn't do much during the day, but spent the night with the crew, watching the boys waste hundreds of dollars on firecrackers, just for a 5 second thrill. boys will be boys. (all Rach and I could think about were the number of shoes we could've bought from the amount of money that was used on light entertainment that lasted us an hour!)
although it may not seem like an eventful weekend to end off a few weeks of hell, it was sure what I needed. my body stopped hating me (the fatigue and chaos of the past few weeks really took a toll on it), got to spend time with the family and bests, and was able to use the brain for purposes other than solving probability equations, or memorizing a gazillion food processing techniques!
hopefully there will be more blogging in the near future..the next will most probably involve having an emotional breakdown about turning 20..!
das it!
RANT II
soooo, here's another.
something that's really annoying is being treated like you're dumb, not competent, as though you know very little, have very minimal experience in something, when really you probably have far more skills in a certain aspect than others, especially for your age. I totally feel like that at times, especially because, with some groups/ organizations I work with, I tend to be either one of the youngest people, or one of the few females. I feel as though I'm being pushed aside, treated like I'm not worthy, that my sex and age are preventing people from seeing my actual potential. luckily, the people who treat me that way don't matter much in the 'real world,' that I'm noticed by the more 'important' people, but (from a social aspect), it's nice being treated like an equal, y'know? I think some people need to put themselves in other peoples shoes, to look at a situation from all perspectives, to stop thinking about doing things to SOLELY benefit themselves. even though people act tough and try not showing how they actually feel, they may be feeling like crap inside. ugh. it felt nice not being treated like I was inferior for a couple weeks, but the fun of inferiority is starting to swing back up again. maybe it's better to step aside and let others run the organization, instead of focussing my energy towards something that hurts me more than helps me. (I have a feeling that will be the end result of this..)
NTS
change my blog up when this week of academic hell is over. I just realized how absolutely boring my current layout is.
p.s. expect a bitchfest of a post on October 30th (since October 29th..which should be my relaxing night..will be spent at UBC, being the new AgUS nerd, making sure the Halloween Bzzr Garden at Agora is running swell. yay for being stupidly involved at the most wrong times of the year!! -.- )
p.p.s. if you want a messy night, filled with $2 beers, no cover, Halloween Costume prizes, and Mechanical Bull awesomeness, be sure to fire a comment on this post OR check out this link! =)
BRB
p.s. expect a bitchfest of a post on October 30th (since October 29th..which should be my relaxing night..will be spent at UBC, being the new AgUS nerd, making sure the Halloween Bzzr Garden at Agora is running swell. yay for being stupidly involved at the most wrong times of the year!! -.- )
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BRB
SNAP
from "Overheard at UBC"
"Chem 233 prof: Where would the electrons come from?
Student: The double bond...
Prof: No, not quite...
Student: OH! yeah, sorry, Im in arts..
Class and Prof: AHAHAHAHAHA
Prof: ..Its OK, so is my son.. I live with the shame every day...."
-->if it isn't a UBC vs. SFU rivalry, it's an Arts vs Science hate-fest..!!
"Chem 233 prof: Where would the electrons come from?
Student: The double bond...
Prof: No, not quite...
Student: OH! yeah, sorry, Im in arts..
Class and Prof: AHAHAHAHAHA
Prof: ..Its OK, so is my son.. I live with the shame every day...."
-->if it isn't a UBC vs. SFU rivalry, it's an Arts vs Science hate-fest..!!
If you're brown..
..you should not change the colour of your hair to blonde, or wear blue contacts. it's just weird.
ugh
this week:
Monday-FNH200 Assignment 1 (6%)
Tuesday: LFS250 Journal Submission 1 (7.5%)
Wednesday: STAT200 Assignment 2 (4%)
next week:
Monday: FNH 200 Midterm (33%)
Wednesday: STAT200 Midterm (25%)
Thursday: LFS250 Presentation (5%)
Friday: LFS250 Dairy Farm Paper (15%)
life is good. #sarcasm
Monday-FNH200 Assignment 1 (6%)
Tuesday: LFS250 Journal Submission 1 (7.5%)
Wednesday: STAT200 Assignment 2 (4%)
next week:
Monday: FNH 200 Midterm (33%)
Wednesday: STAT200 Midterm (25%)
Thursday: LFS250 Presentation (5%)
Friday: LFS250 Dairy Farm Paper (15%)
life is good. #sarcasm
hai baybay
best part of the song:
"I'll be lying on the couch just chillin in my snuggie
Click to MTV so they can teach me how to dougie"
LAWLS!! (L)
Vancouver needs more part Filipino part Puerto Rican boys, who were born and raised in Hawaii..
Superfreak
"No matter how much of a freak we end up being, chances are there's still someone out there for you. unless they've already moved on, because when it comes to love even freaks cant wait forever."
Oct 15th
totally forgot it's my brother's birthday this Friday..crap. what in the world do I buy a hormonal, egocentric, 14 year old, brown boy on a student's budget? ughhhhhh, I lack creativity to the MAX.
Maybe We're the Pieces
[Nora]: (explaining the concepts of Tikkum Olam)"Basically, it says that the world has been broken into pieces. All this chaos, all this discord. And our job - everyones job - is to try and put the pieces back together. To make things whole again."
[Nick] :"And you believe that?"
[Nora]: "I guess I do. I mean, I don't know how the world broke. And I don't know if there’s a God who can help us fix it. But the fact that the world is broken - I absolutely believe that. Just look around us. Every minute - every single second - there are a million things you could be thinking about. A million things you could be worrying about. Our world - don't you just feel we're becoming more and more fragmented? I used to think that when I got older, the world would make so much more sense. But you know what? The older I get, the more confusing it is to me. The more complicated it is. Harder. You'd think we'd be getting better at it. But there's just more and more chaos. The pieces - they're everywhere. And nobody knows what to do about it. I find myself grasping, Nick. You know that feeling. That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it's right, but because it will mean that such a thing is still possible? I want to believe in that."
[Nick]: "Maybe we're the pieces"
[Nora]: "What?"
[Nick]: "Maybe thats it. With what you were talking about before. The world being broken. Maybe it isn't that we're supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we're the pieces. Maybe what we're supposed to do is come together. That's how we stop the breaking."
I'm in need of this movie right now.
[Nick] :"And you believe that?"
[Nora]: "I guess I do. I mean, I don't know how the world broke. And I don't know if there’s a God who can help us fix it. But the fact that the world is broken - I absolutely believe that. Just look around us. Every minute - every single second - there are a million things you could be thinking about. A million things you could be worrying about. Our world - don't you just feel we're becoming more and more fragmented? I used to think that when I got older, the world would make so much more sense. But you know what? The older I get, the more confusing it is to me. The more complicated it is. Harder. You'd think we'd be getting better at it. But there's just more and more chaos. The pieces - they're everywhere. And nobody knows what to do about it. I find myself grasping, Nick. You know that feeling. That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it's right, but because it will mean that such a thing is still possible? I want to believe in that."
[Nick]: "Maybe we're the pieces"
[Nora]: "What?"
[Nick]: "Maybe thats it. With what you were talking about before. The world being broken. Maybe it isn't that we're supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we're the pieces. Maybe what we're supposed to do is come together. That's how we stop the breaking."
I'm in need of this movie right now.
If the lies don't touch you, the truth will.
love him..but the song gets me everytime. we've all been through this at some point, but this tune seems to make me feel like I'm back in that situation all over again, y'know?
RANT I
the title itself warns you that a rant is coming..beware.
so, lately, a something has been bothering me. girl friends, and their boys. kay, seriously, why is it that, in some cases, when a girl finds a boy, their lives revolve around them? nothing matters more than that guy, they cancel plans because of them, they refuse to follow through with plans because their guy doesn't want them to go out, they listen to whatever the boy says, and make decisions based on their boys opinions. WTF?! why is it that some girls totally lose their Independence. it's EXTREMELY annoying. also, why is it that girls get extremely jealous by dumb little things their guy does. just because he's talking to some other girls doesn't mean he's cheating on you. unless you have physical proof, don't make assumptions. and if you're unable to actually have a conversation about what's bothering you about your boy, really how great is your relationship with him? why is it that they are worried about how the relationship will end up after she talks out how she feels? grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. yes, I'm fine with being a good friend and listening to you and how you feel, but you kinda need to do the same thing with your guy to resolve whatever underlying issues you have. but as a very independent lady, what bothers me most is the amount of dependence girls have for guys once a relationship starts up. what exactly will they do if it ends, or if the guy has super eff'd up opinions? will they just go with it, or actually gain a backbone? urghhhhhh.
rant: done. (yes this was poorly written, but it accomplished it's goal of making me feel slightly better. back to LFS250..)
With You I'm Born Again
'When we say things like "people don't change" it drives scientist crazy because change is literally the only constant in all of science. Energy. Matter. It's always changing, morphing, merging, growing, dying. It's the way people try not to change that's unnatural. The way we cling to what things were instead of letting things be what they are. The way we cling to old memories instead of forming new ones. The way we insist on believing despite every scientific indication that anything in this lifetime is permanent. Change is constant. How we experience change that's up to us. It can feel like death or it can feel like a second chance at life. If we open our fingers, loosen our grips, go with it, it can feel like pure adrenaline. Like at any moment we can have another chance at life. Like at any moment, we can be born all over again.'
EPL
“People think that a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that’s holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then they leave.”
“But I love him.”
“So love him.”
“But I miss him.”
“So miss him. […] But here’s what you gotta understand. If you clear out all that space in your mind that you’re using right now to obsess about this guy, you’ll have a vacuum there, an open spot - a doorway. And guess what the universe will do with that doorway? It will rush in and fill you with more love than you ever dreamed.
“But I wish…”
“You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughtta be.”
- Eat Pray Love, Elizabeth Gilbert
“But I love him.”
“So love him.”
“But I miss him.”
“So miss him. […] But here’s what you gotta understand. If you clear out all that space in your mind that you’re using right now to obsess about this guy, you’ll have a vacuum there, an open spot - a doorway. And guess what the universe will do with that doorway? It will rush in and fill you with more love than you ever dreamed.
“But I wish…”
“You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughtta be.”
- Eat Pray Love, Elizabeth Gilbert
I'm really lacking the ability to say this simple, two letter word lately..
Science Frosh 2010
so tiring, got 2.5 hours of sleep the night before, it rained the day of, some froshees bailed last minute, but all in all, Frosh 2010 was STILL epic! hope all the first year noobs had tons of fun..like a boss.
Summer '10
yes, I know, kinda late for this one. but whatevs, I'm still writing it. time to look back on what was summer '10.
-May = chill. I legit did nothing, turned my brain off, spent time with the friends, but still kept busy with some volunteer stuff. (WOOT to ELITE 2010 for showing me that it is possible to run on 3 hours of sleep in a 72 hours time span, and that Red Bull shots are quite lethal.) May was the month where I could relax, catch up with the buddies, spend time with my best lady (and making time to dance the nigh away with her!), and well as to forget about second year and be stoked for the third year. a lot of things were still up in the air (not knowing my faculty/ specialization for this year, how many classes I would take, the usual).
-June/July = part chill/ part FML I HATE SUMMER SCHOOL!! half of June was again relaxing, did some research of job opportunities for the summer, and what not. then WABAMMMM, summer school hit me on June 18th. 3 weeks compressed course, followed by a typical 6 week course = not much of a social life at all. with school + Frosh stuff + other volunteer shizz, seeing the friends was non existant..which was disappointing. seeing Rach + the boys once in more than a month = TORTURE! but hey, I got through it, did pretty well in FNH 250, and survived ECON 101.
-August = busy/chaotic. a week long trip to the states right after summer school ended, followed by Frosh hecticness before and after the trip, then a month long job with GALA, while trying to fit in friends whenever I was doing nothing made August stupidly busy. on top of that, trying to all of a sudden get back into full time school mode, buying books, re-organziing my schedule and realizing residence wouldn't be an option this term made August quite overwhelming. but the bests allowed me to survive, along with my fam having my back. I legit would've gone insane last month if I didn't see the crew at least a couple times a week. GALA was an amazing experience, met tons of fantastics students and SD staff, and learned so much when it comes to leadership and event planning skills. I felt like being in Students' Council all over again (with a bit less drama, and actually getting paid for my work!)
all in all, Summer '10 had to be my best summer so far. I spent time with people who actually mattered, avoided drama altogether, was productive in more ways than one, and kept myself busy throughout the 4 months. of course I didn't want it to end, but hey, a new school year means more opportunities, more good times, and more memories. this year will be full of new hcanges, new people, a new faculty/specialization, jsut a lot of 'new' in general. am I scared? yes. am I stoked? of course! I'm just excited what third year will bring!
-May = chill. I legit did nothing, turned my brain off, spent time with the friends, but still kept busy with some volunteer stuff. (WOOT to ELITE 2010 for showing me that it is possible to run on 3 hours of sleep in a 72 hours time span, and that Red Bull shots are quite lethal.) May was the month where I could relax, catch up with the buddies, spend time with my best lady (and making time to dance the nigh away with her!), and well as to forget about second year and be stoked for the third year. a lot of things were still up in the air (not knowing my faculty/ specialization for this year, how many classes I would take, the usual).
-June/July = part chill/ part FML I HATE SUMMER SCHOOL!! half of June was again relaxing, did some research of job opportunities for the summer, and what not. then WABAMMMM, summer school hit me on June 18th. 3 weeks compressed course, followed by a typical 6 week course = not much of a social life at all. with school + Frosh stuff + other volunteer shizz, seeing the friends was non existant..which was disappointing. seeing Rach + the boys once in more than a month = TORTURE! but hey, I got through it, did pretty well in FNH 250, and survived ECON 101.
-August = busy/chaotic. a week long trip to the states right after summer school ended, followed by Frosh hecticness before and after the trip, then a month long job with GALA, while trying to fit in friends whenever I was doing nothing made August stupidly busy. on top of that, trying to all of a sudden get back into full time school mode, buying books, re-organziing my schedule and realizing residence wouldn't be an option this term made August quite overwhelming. but the bests allowed me to survive, along with my fam having my back. I legit would've gone insane last month if I didn't see the crew at least a couple times a week. GALA was an amazing experience, met tons of fantastics students and SD staff, and learned so much when it comes to leadership and event planning skills. I felt like being in Students' Council all over again (with a bit less drama, and actually getting paid for my work!)
all in all, Summer '10 had to be my best summer so far. I spent time with people who actually mattered, avoided drama altogether, was productive in more ways than one, and kept myself busy throughout the 4 months. of course I didn't want it to end, but hey, a new school year means more opportunities, more good times, and more memories. this year will be full of new hcanges, new people, a new faculty/specialization, jsut a lot of 'new' in general. am I scared? yes. am I stoked? of course! I'm just excited what third year will bring!
1 girl 5 gays: Heartbreak
so, this is another piece of work on my list of MANY MTV shows that I love. I didn't pay much attention to it, until I was randomly flicking channels in July and was intrigued by the title. (note: if you don't have an awesome relationship with your family/siblings, this show may have awkward moments, where you frantically search for the remote control to change the channel, due to some hcore sexually explicit randoms!!) the show is basically about the "girl" in the show asking the 5 "gays" 20 questions, and they answer them. I watched the latest episode online, and loved the answer to one of the questions asked: "is it important for everyone to experience a broken heart?" obviously, I agreed to this, along with all the gays, and the straight female host. one response that came up was, "your first heartbreak makes you an adult" and another was "it raises the bar for what you can expect for yourself in terms of emotional discipline." it's so true through. heartbreak is a different level of emotional pain, nothing that can be compared to anything else if you have never experienced heartbreak before. and once you're able to cope and overcome the shittiness of the issue, you really do feel more grown up, more capable of dealing with harder situations, less like a kid, more like an adult. I feel what we considered to be a 'heartbreak' in high school doesn't count though, mainly because what we perceived as 'love' really was something that was controlled by peer pressure or just majorly eff'd up hormones. but heartbreak after high school, when it's a situation where you put so much of effort and time into the person, dealt with all their crap (and they did with yours), with an end that left a huge emotional bruise, counts (if that makes any sense.) I know a lot of people who would disagree with me when it comes to how I feel about high school 'love,' but I think the mindset all of us were in during those 5 years was so multi factorial that the 'love' part of it wasn't as true as people believe it was, y'know? but yeah, heartbreak = shitty. but whatevs. its allows you to become a stronger person, and that's all that matters in the end, right?
M.I.A.
yes, I have been, which means I've been UBER busy. ECON 101 hell is OVAAAAA, and no one will understand how stoked on life I was when I got my mark back (most would be relieved right after their exam, but that mofo of a final was HARD, and I was quite emo for the week long wait I was forced to endure before the marks were posted on SSC!!). with some last minute out of town-ing literally the morning after my night exam, all my time being spent volunteering and now at a new, short term job with UBC (YAY MONEY!!), I'm unbeliebeably occupied. that's probably the reason why my summer feels as though it went by faster than my typical summers..I wish it wasn't mid August already. ='{ my goal: to get as MUCH time with the besties as possible, while still balancing the random responsibilities I have and spending time with the fam bam. I need a night out on the town, with the boys and Sush, just enjoying each other's company as though schedules, responsibilities, and school heartaches are non existent..I'm in desperate need for that asap. I also want a few more spontaneous drives with the crew to Crescent/ White Rock. always a good way to get away from the typical Surrey scene.
that's all for now!
one forty plus
I wish that when I was younger I could have met my current self. We would have sat down at a coffee shop so that I could explain life to young me in terms that only we would understand. It would have saved me a lot of hardship.
You can listen to all the sage wisdom you want, but things only make sense when you can explain them to yourself in your own words. For instance, I’ve been told for three years that Breaking Bad is the best show on television, but only after I watched it was I able to tell myself exactly why everyone was right. Other truths I know now that I can explain them: that I’m not missing any crucial information and that poker really isn’t all that fun; that heartbreaks do fade but they take about a year longer than you expect and by the time they do you really don’t care about it enough to notice; and above all else, life is simpler than you think.
I used to think that life was an intricate series of levers and pulleys, buttons and switches, Mexican standoffs and hostage negotiations. As I get older I realize that life is more Netherlands minimalist than Jackson Pollock. The problems don’t get fewer, and in fact they grow in number, but the way I index them in the database is different. More problems get filed under fewer category headers.
Things are getting simpler, and it’s making life better. Here’s the cheat sheet:
People want to be liked. We all crave attention and affection and we all reject shame. When we get embarrassed we send a thug version of ourselves to the forefront to do our fighting for us. We’re at the top of the food chain just under fear. We don’t want to be in a relationship to hear the words “I love you,” we want to be in a relationship to say the words “I love you.” We want to feel needed, and exceptional and we hate feeling insignificant. We want to ace a hearing test. We are binary creatures; if we’re the plaintiff, we want to win every dollar. If we’re the defendant, we want guard every penny. We want to make more money than last year. We don’t want to get cancer or die in our cars and we want the same for our loved ones. We go out on weekends to try and have sex while trying not to get punched in the face. We drink so we can be ourselves and not mind it so much. We’re desperate to be understood. We want to know someone else has felt it, too. We hate being judged unfairly. We want to make the person we heard wasn’t all that into us change their minds and admit they had us wrong. We want sunny skies with a chance of killer tornadoes, just to keep music sounding good. We take hours upon hours to admit to self consciousness. We don’t know exactly how to pleasure each other. We just want love. In any and every form.
See? It’s simple. :)
You can listen to all the sage wisdom you want, but things only make sense when you can explain them to yourself in your own words. For instance, I’ve been told for three years that Breaking Bad is the best show on television, but only after I watched it was I able to tell myself exactly why everyone was right. Other truths I know now that I can explain them: that I’m not missing any crucial information and that poker really isn’t all that fun; that heartbreaks do fade but they take about a year longer than you expect and by the time they do you really don’t care about it enough to notice; and above all else, life is simpler than you think.
I used to think that life was an intricate series of levers and pulleys, buttons and switches, Mexican standoffs and hostage negotiations. As I get older I realize that life is more Netherlands minimalist than Jackson Pollock. The problems don’t get fewer, and in fact they grow in number, but the way I index them in the database is different. More problems get filed under fewer category headers.
Things are getting simpler, and it’s making life better. Here’s the cheat sheet:
People want to be liked. We all crave attention and affection and we all reject shame. When we get embarrassed we send a thug version of ourselves to the forefront to do our fighting for us. We’re at the top of the food chain just under fear. We don’t want to be in a relationship to hear the words “I love you,” we want to be in a relationship to say the words “I love you.” We want to feel needed, and exceptional and we hate feeling insignificant. We want to ace a hearing test. We are binary creatures; if we’re the plaintiff, we want to win every dollar. If we’re the defendant, we want guard every penny. We want to make more money than last year. We don’t want to get cancer or die in our cars and we want the same for our loved ones. We go out on weekends to try and have sex while trying not to get punched in the face. We drink so we can be ourselves and not mind it so much. We’re desperate to be understood. We want to know someone else has felt it, too. We hate being judged unfairly. We want to make the person we heard wasn’t all that into us change their minds and admit they had us wrong. We want sunny skies with a chance of killer tornadoes, just to keep music sounding good. We take hours upon hours to admit to self consciousness. We don’t know exactly how to pleasure each other. We just want love. In any and every form.
See? It’s simple. :)
pondering..
must not fall into the cycle again of thinking i've found someone awesome, but realizing it'll just be one of those 'just friend' thangs. my tom-boy personality, and disfunctional habits tend to produce that. gotta keep myself busy, to ensure boys aren't part of the picture right now, since they hold me down wayyyy too much. =P see, telling my mum i won't ever get married is a HUGE likeliness!! so is the child birth thing..but thats for a different post! ;)
Mehndi lovin'
and another post, since im sure that ill be MIA for a few days (at minimum). so yesterday was day 1 of wedding madness in the Hussain family. it was the "Ladies Night," which is not a traditional thing whatsoever..more of an excuse for the women in the family to get together, gossip, and dance the night away, which is acceptable if men arent around..well thats what some of the Conservative Muslims in my family seem to believe!! it wasnt as bad as i thought it would be, got to catch up with the gazillion family members that have come into town for the wedding, along with trying to be taught how to dance like a brown person..something i hcore fail at!! (i still get questions about what my nationality is..happened today in fact. i still dont understand why people think im either half, or full black..) anywho, here's a G pic of me showing off the Mehndi i got done last night..i think when henna is offered, especially by a pro, the brown girl in me gets crazy excited!! last night, when i picked off the bits of henna that were left, it was super light, and i thought the henna used was just cheap. but after waking up this morning, the mofo darkened MAJORLY!! this cheap webcam pic doesnt do it proper justice!! more updates on the wedding coming shortly!!
HP Lovaaaaa
im a Harry Potter nerd..wasnt the hard core ones that waited in line for the books, but did buy them the day it came out, read them in about a week, and looked forward to the next in the series. so OBVS im stoked on life for the first part of the last HP movie (Deathly Hallows). two parts = double the epicness. CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!
..
Look man, I’m telling you right off the bat, I’m high-maintenance, so…I’m not gonna tip-toe around you, or whatever it is you’ve got going there. If you wanna be with me, you’re with me. Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m gonna make them alive. But I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s looking for my own peace of mind; don’t assign me yours.
--> couldnt have written it better myself!! =P
I thrive on hecticness
it is true, which is probably why im trying to be a volunteer nerd, and took some courses this summer. last summer was gross and boring. it involved having a car that i used mainly to take me to and from Canadian Tire, living and breathing CT, and getting those rare moments to hang out with the friends, since all of our schedules rarely coincided with each other. i havent gotten much time to blog (as you can see by the 8 days of sans blogging). May 31-June 21, my life was consumed with FNH 250, and now its consumed with ECON 101. luckily, its 6 weeks long, which actually gives me a chance to procrastinate!! =P
blogging, and having a social life in general, will be completely removed from my life til next wed. my cousin is getting married (and its not one of those second cousins once removed type things, shes my legit first cousin!!), so EVERYONE on my dads side of the fam bam is coming into town. so anytime that isnt spent doing wedding shizz (which is basically starting today, and ending on Sunday) will be spent with fam. i love spending time with family, but not as much with that side, since i just cant related with many of them. maybe iut the difference in views about school, or culture, or just life in general, i dont know. but its not my kind of crowd. since im not like most of the, i tend to be the odd one out, and the loser that either hangs out with my mum, or with my older cousins and their buddies (30+ age group..im very sure they consider me an LG..!!) a lot of bitchy blog posts will probs be posted after this whole thing is over. or ill rant about it to Rach on msn. one of the two (or even both) will occur. and because my lazy ass doesnt really wanna type anymore, this post shall be finished at a later date!! my mind really needs to faux reality MTV shows at the moment, to relax it for my ECON 101 class at 5pm..gahhhhh. das it for nowwwww!!
I agree!!
p.s. please bear with my layout changes..i lack the patience sometimes to format/look for them!! ={
Vuvuzela
the coolest word ever.
p.s. i really need a new layout..this shizz is old and gross. i shall procrastinate looking for one when ECON 101 starts (aka Tuesday, June 22!!)
p.s. i really need a new layout..this shizz is old and gross. i shall procrastinate looking for one when ECON 101 starts (aka Tuesday, June 22!!)
I tried to do handstands for you
mannnnn, this song is an oldie, but goodie. a piece of me gets happy inside, due to the background tunes, but a part of me breaks because of the lyrics. brings back good, and many bad, mems, but its still a love of mine.
blogging > studying
so i have another quiz on friday, worth 25% again..and studying for it just doesnt seem like the most interesting thing to do right now (ill regret this tomorrow night..probs get 4 hours of sleep again just like last week..down a few Red Bull shots and strong tea..). life is pretty boring right now. havent seen the guys since before Elite i think..holy crap if thats true, thats wayyyyy too much time away from them. and according to frushi time frames, its been too long since i saw Rach..which was last week sometime!! we tend to miss each other very quickly, and not seeing each others faces and not having some sort of an eatingfest together depresses us. what should i blog about? hmmmm..lets do relationships. so i havent been in one for like 2 years, and have passed the stage of being sad about this for a solid year or so. but recently some of my friends have been pushing me to "go out with someone," and this is coming from BOTH my guy friends and some uni besties (most of whom are currently in a relationship). i kinda dont get the big deal about having a boy. and none of them have legit reasons as to why i should have a boyfriend, other than i havent had one in a long time. im 19, making sure i have a "bf" was soooooo high school. now, its more of the independance thing, doing what i want without worrying about what my boy thinks, spending more time with my best friends, being a nerd in school and in the community, and just growing as a person. i dont know if being in a relationship will allow me to do that (and trying to find a nice, smart, cute-nerd Van boy who isnt a creeper is close to impossible when you live in Surrey). im pretty much fine where i am right now, no longer in the man hating phase, but fine with the being friends than anything else, y'know? i dont know if this is coming from the Whitney whos just given up on guys in general for a long while, or if its the real person in me who wants to spend my time on more important things and people. *has a pondering moment* i kinda think its moreso the latter right now (me a year ago would NOT have had this opinion!). a lot of girls are the type who are hcore HUNTING for a guy, and as one of my guy friends keeps saying, he will probs come when you LEAST expect it..or when youre really hating on boys!! but hey, ive reached a point where im really just going with the flow, with school, commitments, friends, everything, not hunting anything in general, seeing what life throws at me. and im actually liking this new me. i like where im at. i like where things are going! =)
..well that went a bit off topic!!
i'm a drug addict
thats a lie, but my arms say another thing!! when i get bored, usually due to not wanting to study for a compressed 3 week, 3 credit course, which forces me to suffer the 3 hour commute to UBC for a 3 hour class every freakin day (eff you number 3)..what was i saying? man, A.D.D. moment..i legit had to go back to the beginning of that sentence. um, yeah, back to boredom. so, everything distracts me when school work is so not being my friend, and i notice stupid little things that i normally would not notice. one of them was my arm. i donate blood (yes, i get a pint sucked out of me whenever i can, or when im eligible to..which has been like 5 times maybe?) and the blood suckers seem to love attacking my right arm. not until today did i notice how stupid my brown skin is and how badly it scars. i have a bunch of scars on my right arm because of it (now as i count them, ive donated 6 times!! =P). whats worse is that my last donations poke was in the EXACT same spot they fiddled around with during a previous donation. thats lame, since its double the scarring, on on top of the other, looks like a gross freckle on my arm, and it probably wont ever go away since my skin scars really badly. i actually have tons of these needle scars on my left hand as well, due to being pretty effd up when i was younger from health issues and requiring random IV trips..thats another 5-6 scars. ok, maybe thats not enough to make it seem as though im a drug addict, but its enough to be considered not so normal..which im not in general..and im proud of it. procrastination over..need to get back to my notes and the gazillion terms and processes i need to memorize..
..well that was a waste of 5 minutes of your life wasnt it?
Chance > Bieber
im still lovin' this kid, especially this one (how a 12 year old wrote this boggles my mind):
ELITE 2010
well, this long weekend went by uber fast, and i lamely nerded it out at UBC from friday to sunday with ELITE..scratch that, i inhabited UBC for the past couple weeks because of Elite, so i guess it wasnt something that was too out of the blue. as i seemed to tell like everyone (since i was quite proud of myself) i survived the weekend with 3 hours of sleep, pulled my FIRST all nighter and was pretty much running on many Red Bulls and Red Bulls shots (those mofos are LETHAL..i legit thought my heart was going to die.) the weekend consisted of making sure the conference went smoothly, thinking quickly and making sure the kids had fun.
Friday: kids came to UBC, some keeners came like 30 minutes before they shouldve..which should be expected since its a leadership conference. UBC Housing is lame and totally rearranged the room keys and room assignment, which caused distribution of keys to take wayyyyyyy longer than it shouldve. (kudos to Elissia for not exploding from stress with that issue). kids had fun meeting each other, eating their hearts out at the BBQ, as well as watching movies til midnight. sleep? the kids, yes. the leaders, probs not since making sure all kids remained on their floor was a must. Execs..yeah not sleep at all! pulled an all nighter doing last minute final touches to workshops and slideshows for the next day. our brains fail to functions at 5am. passed out in the Commonsblock at Vanier..i tried to but couldnt since some Execs love talking while everyone tries falling asleep and snores when they finally do fall asleep!!
Saturday: day started at 6am, kids had mandatory yoga at 7am..and almost all of them went. i peaced yoga, and instead took a longgggggggggggggggggggg shower, trying to keep myself awake!! the kids had workshops all day, which they really enjoyed! Rick Bains was one of the speakers again this year, and the kids absolutely LOVED him. that man knows how to speak! Amir Javid was another speaker, with VERY controversial topics to speak of..some that we may not have realized he would discuss and had to tone down after doing his first workshop. pizza lunch. more workshops. kids had 1.5 hours to get ready for dinner and dance. dinner at 7:30 I house. dinner was a bit of a nightmare, since there were so many kids to control, and obvs all were hungry. so making sure control was kept at that time was hard. some volunteers seemed to be not so helpful as well, especially when it came to being considerate. students should eat before volunteers, since they are paying to be at the conference. but i guess there will always be those few *face palm* volunteers every year at Elite. kids fed, went Ladha for the dance. us few volunteers remained at I house cleaning the building up..i <3 Shane for singing and bringing up our low spirits at times of need!! with only 20 minutes of the dance left, we brown style packed into a family Caravan, 10 people in all. 3 people in the trunk, with the trunk open and the remaining sitting legally!! 20 minutes of dancing the night away (Ladha looked like an actual club!!) and belting out to Journey (which the h.s. kids did not understand..they lack the whole Dont Stop Believing lovin that us older peeps understand!) ended off our night with the kids. when i should have slept, i instead found my inner brown chick but chillin with the brown leaders, playing brown card games and just being brown in general. bed time 3:30am..
Sunday: wake up at 7am. zombie hcore. Mother Nature decided to be a biatch by raining on the ONE day we needed it to be sunny. Amazing Race was cancelled, adn instead extra workshops were held. lunch of Subway was given, which was a bit of a hiccup. more workshops. closing ceremonies. good byes. SLEEP!
no joke, this weekend was so tiring. too many energy drinks, running around and at times hcore stress. but i must say, well done to the co-chairs of organizing it! first time making Elite 3 days, 2 nights made for more challenges, but we overcome them all. i wont forget all the awesome people i met this year (even though i knew so many already from last years Elite). after having students come up to us saying how much they loved the conference gives motivation to continue the Elite legacy..and apparently the co-chairs have already started some random planning for Elite 2011. all in all, a really good weekend!!
Friday: kids came to UBC, some keeners came like 30 minutes before they shouldve..which should be expected since its a leadership conference. UBC Housing is lame and totally rearranged the room keys and room assignment, which caused distribution of keys to take wayyyyyyy longer than it shouldve. (kudos to Elissia for not exploding from stress with that issue). kids had fun meeting each other, eating their hearts out at the BBQ, as well as watching movies til midnight. sleep? the kids, yes. the leaders, probs not since making sure all kids remained on their floor was a must. Execs..yeah not sleep at all! pulled an all nighter doing last minute final touches to workshops and slideshows for the next day. our brains fail to functions at 5am. passed out in the Commonsblock at Vanier..i tried to but couldnt since some Execs love talking while everyone tries falling asleep and snores when they finally do fall asleep!!
Saturday: day started at 6am, kids had mandatory yoga at 7am..and almost all of them went. i peaced yoga, and instead took a longgggggggggggggggggggg shower, trying to keep myself awake!! the kids had workshops all day, which they really enjoyed! Rick Bains was one of the speakers again this year, and the kids absolutely LOVED him. that man knows how to speak! Amir Javid was another speaker, with VERY controversial topics to speak of..some that we may not have realized he would discuss and had to tone down after doing his first workshop. pizza lunch. more workshops. kids had 1.5 hours to get ready for dinner and dance. dinner at 7:30 I house. dinner was a bit of a nightmare, since there were so many kids to control, and obvs all were hungry. so making sure control was kept at that time was hard. some volunteers seemed to be not so helpful as well, especially when it came to being considerate. students should eat before volunteers, since they are paying to be at the conference. but i guess there will always be those few *face palm* volunteers every year at Elite. kids fed, went Ladha for the dance. us few volunteers remained at I house cleaning the building up..i <3 Shane for singing and bringing up our low spirits at times of need!! with only 20 minutes of the dance left, we brown style packed into a family Caravan, 10 people in all. 3 people in the trunk, with the trunk open and the remaining sitting legally!! 20 minutes of dancing the night away (Ladha looked like an actual club!!) and belting out to Journey (which the h.s. kids did not understand..they lack the whole Dont Stop Believing lovin that us older peeps understand!) ended off our night with the kids. when i should have slept, i instead found my inner brown chick but chillin with the brown leaders, playing brown card games and just being brown in general. bed time 3:30am..
Sunday: wake up at 7am. zombie hcore. Mother Nature decided to be a biatch by raining on the ONE day we needed it to be sunny. Amazing Race was cancelled, adn instead extra workshops were held. lunch of Subway was given, which was a bit of a hiccup. more workshops. closing ceremonies. good byes. SLEEP!
no joke, this weekend was so tiring. too many energy drinks, running around and at times hcore stress. but i must say, well done to the co-chairs of organizing it! first time making Elite 3 days, 2 nights made for more challenges, but we overcome them all. i wont forget all the awesome people i met this year (even though i knew so many already from last years Elite). after having students come up to us saying how much they loved the conference gives motivation to continue the Elite legacy..and apparently the co-chairs have already started some random planning for Elite 2011. all in all, a really good weekend!!
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