Mayhaps
“Maybe the way we feel isn’t supposed to be logical, isn’t supposed to be rational. Maybe it’s okay to be unsure and scared. Maybe we lose so we learn to let go, and maybe we leave in order to grow, to blossom in to who we’re meant to be. Maybe some things aren’t supposed to make sense. Maybe you have to take risks to get what you deserve. Maybe we shouldn’t underestimate our potential. Maybe we shouldn’t set limitations or boundaries. Maybe life is divine chaos. Maybe it’s okay to love ourselves. Maybe we don’t need everything we want. Maybe we shouldn’t fear the unknown, but embrace it, learn from it. Maybe someone can exceed your expectations. Maybe we can control our destinies after all. Maybe we have to fight for what we believe in. Maybe, just maybe, we should stop second guessing ourselves and just jump in.”
this is why I love my AgUS home girls..
because they write amazing things like THIS on my wall:
"you should get a tshirt that says "cuz i'm from surrey" and ill stand next to you wearing one that says "cuz i'm from the eastvan ghetto" and we'll count the number of people that mess with us."
this coming from a Filipino friend of mine..who's just as loud and short as I am. y'all know that's saying a LOT!
"you should get a tshirt that says "cuz i'm from surrey" and ill stand next to you wearing one that says "cuz i'm from the eastvan ghetto" and we'll count the number of people that mess with us."
this coming from a Filipino friend of mine..who's just as loud and short as I am. y'all know that's saying a LOT!
LFS Grad 2011
although I'm not a grad this year (and won't be for at least a couple years from my BSc.), I went to LFS Grad, because I'm an AgUS nerd. it was held at Dockside Restaurant in Granville Island, a 6pm to midnight event. I gotta say, more faculties really need to start taking advantage of restaurants in Granville Island, instead of spending wayyyyy too much money on a hotel in the Downtown core. tickets for the event only cost $45 (since the AgUS subsidized the remaining $25.. yay for a generous undergrad society!), while other faculties usually charge at least $70 for grad dinner tickets (and this usually doesn't include any alcohol). this included champagne when you entered, an all you can eat dinner AND dessert buffet, wine throughout dinner, 2 drink tickets..and $200/bottle champagne later in the night..nbd. seriously, so worth it. the night was amazing with fabulous food lovin' Aggie Pride, got to meet some wonderful new faces, and danced the night away. (only con: some people really can't hold their alcohol..leading to too many girls puking in the washroom, or near the dance floor..the smell of vomit FTW -_-'') all in all, FANTASTIC night. will be going next year for SURE, and probably taking one of the bests as a date to enjoy the night with me! AGGIE PRIDE!
What happens when you decide to go to bed at 10pm..
you wake up to 10 missed calls from the parents, your voicemail inbox full, and a Facebook message from your 14 year old brother (who's not even your friend on FB) asking where on earth you are. I didn't realize going to bed early would cause mass chaos/paranoia/fear in my family.. -_-''
A creation myth
when tragic moments break your heart
when lost within a crowd
when fear has taken hold
or when your stories roar too loud
just remember that it’s all a tale
a big game of pretend
and one day, as all stories do
ours will also end.
(source)
when lost within a crowd
when fear has taken hold
or when your stories roar too loud
just remember that it’s all a tale
a big game of pretend
and one day, as all stories do
ours will also end.
(source)
Let it be < 3
there's a lot of love in this..and now I have a major craving for Across the Universe..
Bests
(expect this to be full of mushyness)
I have to admit that I have the best of friends possible. I've had a lot going on lately, and I swear that if I didn't have those boys and best lady by my side, and I would go insane. they somehow put up with all my crap, my moodiness, my crazy, unpredictable ways, and still love me even though they know far too much about who I am. if anything happens to me, I know they're either a phone call, msn convo, or 45 minute drive away (and are amazing enough to visit me.) if I need to vent, there's always someone there to listen, and provide advice, without being judgemental. if I need a spontaneous night, I have a group to keep me company. if I need someone to spend ridiculous amounts of money on food with, Rach is there without hesitation(aahhahahahha! LOVE). I guess my friends have proven a lot to me. that even though we all have conflicting schedules, go to different schools, have different lives, different baggage, different personalities and different nationalities, we're all there for each other. we refuse to let 'life' get in the way of being together, even if it's for a Tim's run, just to get our mind off everything that's going on around us. they've proven that it is possible to remain friends no matter what happens, and that people exist in this world who won't run away from their problems and will be your shoulder to cry on, someone to fall back on. legit, don't know what I'd do without those Surrey, gangsta (we wish) friends of mine.
love. < 3
I have to admit that I have the best of friends possible. I've had a lot going on lately, and I swear that if I didn't have those boys and best lady by my side, and I would go insane. they somehow put up with all my crap, my moodiness, my crazy, unpredictable ways, and still love me even though they know far too much about who I am. if anything happens to me, I know they're either a phone call, msn convo, or 45 minute drive away (and are amazing enough to visit me.) if I need to vent, there's always someone there to listen, and provide advice, without being judgemental. if I need a spontaneous night, I have a group to keep me company. if I need someone to spend ridiculous amounts of money on food with, Rach is there without hesitation(aahhahahahha! LOVE). I guess my friends have proven a lot to me. that even though we all have conflicting schedules, go to different schools, have different lives, different baggage, different personalities and different nationalities, we're all there for each other. we refuse to let 'life' get in the way of being together, even if it's for a Tim's run, just to get our mind off everything that's going on around us. they've proven that it is possible to remain friends no matter what happens, and that people exist in this world who won't run away from their problems and will be your shoulder to cry on, someone to fall back on. legit, don't know what I'd do without those Surrey, gangsta (we wish) friends of mine.
love. < 3
Finals Time..OMG
I can't believe it's already March 15th..there's only around 3 and a half weeks of school left, my first final is on April 12th, and I'm starting to reach panic mode (since there's a lot that I have on my plate right now aside from academics). gotta bust my butt and use EVERY minute I have efficiently and productively. must.ace.finals. or my Indian parents will NOT be impressed.
HAPPY BURDAY SUSHI!
p.s. it's my best lady friend's birthday! Rach is kinda old now..no longer a 20 year old and OFFICIALLY a 20-something. ick. now she must wait for me (a late baby born in November) to turn 21..so we can together go to the states, perhaps Vegas (baybay), and enjoy the perks of super cheap commodities and fabulous times..and maybe get our boys in on this as well! I think that sounds like an amazing idea, no? ;)
hope you're having a fabulous one lady! you better be eating a few cupcakes for lunch today! =P
(it's sad that I live in Kits and that our schedules never coincide..)
hope you're having a fabulous one lady! you better be eating a few cupcakes for lunch today! =P
(it's sad that I live in Kits and that our schedules never coincide..)
I must admit..
the fact that 'the Lazy Song' by Bruno Mars is getting out into the mainstream world makes me sad/happy. 1) it means that more people will be able to enjoy the cute/randomness that BM tends to write, 2) that means it'll probably hit the radios, get overplayed, then hated by all. (the perk to NOT listening to the Beat/ Virgin Radio a lot/if ever.)
have no clue WHAT I'm talking about, here's a vid!
have no clue WHAT I'm talking about, here's a vid!
Being an Indian Fijian..
To all Indian- Fijian parents,
FYI: my family is wayyy more modern than yours, meaning I'm the typical Canadian, white washed, independent student, like most females living in Vancouver. so no, my parents AND myself are not down with you wanting to set me up with some Fijian boy so we can eventually get married. your random phone call making small talk, then suddenly asking about me (and I'm sure you don't really know me either) is awkward. I'm 20 years old, have no intention of getting married at this point, and especially with some guy I don't know at all, and probably won't want to get to know. I'm a picky LG, who couldn't care less about boys right now, and am the type who will probably crush their little egos if they did get to know me. I'm not wife material (well the type of wife you're probably hoping for), since I won't cook for you, clean for you, or do what you want me to do. I'm probably far too independent for your liking. sorry, but offer of marriage DECLINED. shut down SON.
Cheers,
Whitney
(fo serious, I'm not sure whyyyy this arranged marriage thing still exists. and what's sad is that soooo many young people from my dad's side still do this. it's just weird. my mum needs to stop telling people I'm 20..I wanna still be considered that anti social, social reject, 15 year old looking chick, who hates going to really Indian events, mainly to avoid the topic of hooking me up with some random boy who wants to get married and have a gazillion babies. barf.)
FYI: my family is wayyy more modern than yours, meaning I'm the typical Canadian, white washed, independent student, like most females living in Vancouver. so no, my parents AND myself are not down with you wanting to set me up with some Fijian boy so we can eventually get married. your random phone call making small talk, then suddenly asking about me (and I'm sure you don't really know me either) is awkward. I'm 20 years old, have no intention of getting married at this point, and especially with some guy I don't know at all, and probably won't want to get to know. I'm a picky LG, who couldn't care less about boys right now, and am the type who will probably crush their little egos if they did get to know me. I'm not wife material (well the type of wife you're probably hoping for), since I won't cook for you, clean for you, or do what you want me to do. I'm probably far too independent for your liking. sorry, but offer of marriage DECLINED. shut down SON.
Cheers,
Whitney
(fo serious, I'm not sure whyyyy this arranged marriage thing still exists. and what's sad is that soooo many young people from my dad's side still do this. it's just weird. my mum needs to stop telling people I'm 20..I wanna still be considered that anti social, social reject, 15 year old looking chick, who hates going to really Indian events, mainly to avoid the topic of hooking me up with some random boy who wants to get married and have a gazillion babies. barf.)
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