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  • Words from the past.

    The following is an e-mail from the past, composed 2 years, 1 month and 30 days ago, on November 24, 2009. It is being delivered from the past through FutureMe.org

    November 23, 2009 at 11:11 PM

    Dear Future Me:

    By the time you get this e-mail I imagine that you are in either two situations: 
    1) You have succeeded in your goal.Therefore let me just take this moment to congratulate you. 
    2) You have not. 

    Either way I would like to remind you of where you are right now, tonight, at this very moment as you are composing this message hoping to read it 2 years from now. Right now, you are struggling to find your motivation to do well, yet you WANT to do well and prove to everyone that you can come out at the very top. You WANT to be the very best at this profession that you are working towards because you enjoy it, because you know that this will lead to a a great start to an even greater future which will provide you the necessities to accomplish all that you want. Which is needless to say, a list of array of a myriad of things. This is only all the wanting and in the surface you have a doubt whether your ambitious enough to be these many things that you would like to be. It frightens you that maybe you are not good enough, not special enough, not determined enough to be accomplished. However, you have your pillar of support, your own cheerleaders, your motivations, your teachers, your mentors: Mommy and Daddy. Just always keep them in your heart, and in your very thoughts. Future me, whether you succeed at this very moment or not is mildly irrelevant. The past you, which right now is actually the present you would sure be happy and proud and elated beyond belief if you give this your best shot. And you'll know that you did when you can't recount the sleepless days and frustrated nights and if you've lost track of the many times you've uttered the words "I QUIT!" or "I GIVE UP!" but then you get back up and plow through the difficulty. After all you must keep in mind that inspirational quote you found on Mr. Schieve's desk: "No boy or girl should ever be disheartened by lack of success in their youth but should diligently and faithfully continue to pursue and make up for lost time- Winston Churchill" By now, you have most likely just entered your 20's as late as it may seem for you to accomplish EVERYTHING, let me remind you to just take it a day at a time and breathe easy because you DO have your whole life ahead of you. And although you did not became a music prodigy at 7, or a super athlete at 15 or the worlds youngest published authour with million dollar movie deal, you have to make best of what you have and work towards those goals at your own phase. Stop wishing what you want to be and start being what you want to be.

    Love 
    ~ Past you who is really the present you right now

    PS, Don't forget to send yourself another future message for another 2 years or so with a goal that you would like to accomplish in that time period. 
    Reminder: Traveling is among that list, so is working/living abroad, learning a language, and getting your Bachelors Degree

    PPS. If you haven't written your board exam.... YOU CAN DO IT! and YOU WILL DO IT!

     

    ******

     

    That was a letter I'd written myself 2 years, 2 months, 3 weeks some hours and a multiple seconds  ago. I'd read that letter a handful of times and I've been putting off composing this blog since.

    It's so hard. I know not of a precise word to adequately explain myself. It's more of a feeling inside me.

    I sit here, in front of my computer screen, in reflection of the hopeful, eager kid that I was when I wrote that letter, and I feel disconnected from her. I feel as though she's a different entity with a different existence from me. 

     That me, who wrote that letter was struggling in the beginnings of her study, she somehow managed to succeed -albeit hardly- along the way and turned into me; the person who is still somewhat, somehow, from sheer luck, managing to steadily reach the end goal. 

    If I were to be completely honest, there hasn't been a big change with my work ethics, I'm still that girl who procrastinates and studies a couple of hours before an exam. However, she enjoyed the work, she felt happy, relieved and more than grateful. I, on the other hand, simply do not care.  And I feel like a complete jerk because I do not deserve to be where I am.

    It's not a matter of motivation anymore, I've just lost all reason for being, and staying here. 

    And because of that I'm perpetually fucked. 

    I can't explain myself, all I know is I'm willing and ready to just give up. The time, money, and effort I've spent doesn't even mean anything. I'm done. I'm just finished. 

    Everything I've worked hard for the past three years is literally within my grasp, and I don't even want it anymore. 

    I wish I could say I'm exhausted. That would be a lie though, I never applied myself consistently because truthfully, though I love the learning aspect, it's dawning on me that I do not like the work. This isn't where I wan't to be. 

    I wish I could say that I'm terrified. True; I'm scared of screwing up and not knowing how to deal with certain situations, but that isn't it. 

    I've always told myself that I was going to do what I love, but clearly, this isn't my passion. I don't even know what that is. But this isn't it.

    How, terribly, terribly disheartening.

    This board used to be symbolic. It used to give me chills and a sense of deep accomplishment with each time I get closer to the end. Now? nothing. Absolutely nothing. 

     

    -Elle Are Emm

  • Vanity, superficiality, materialism shames me

    And I hate that it makes me a big hypocrite to say that

    Monday 02/06

    School, where a heart-attack inducing incidence happened with regards to my end of the program project.

    Then...

    Gym. So far so good. I think what keeps me going is that there is no pressure on me. I don't intend to loose any weight, attain a body of a model etc. I just go. It doesn't feel like such a task or obligation. I don't feel any restriction.

    Although, I don't mean to be a snob or judgemental- and I say this purely out of objective observation- but I honestly think people need basic anatomy training, or a trainer to work with during work outs. The handful of times I've gone to the gym, I've lost count on how many potentially injury inducing work out faux pas I've witnessed; from improper use of equipments, to poor biomechanics etc.

    I cringe every single time just picturing the highly probably pain and injury that could ensue. Though, it is likely that I am just paranoid from all that I've learned from going through my program. 

     

    Tuesday 02/07

    Piano lessons, which is starting to be a lot more work that I've started getting a minor headaches after every session. Then, spontaneous movies with ate DP.  Woman in Black  with the former Harry Potter. Approve. 

    I may also have been in a more socializing mood than usual, cause I actually greeted all the familiar faces I bumped into. And I think karma wise, it paid off as half way through the movie, there was a false fire alarm in the theatre, and to compensate for suspending the show for a few minutes, each viewer received free tickets  pleased

     

    Wednesday 02/08

    Last minute gym time with le mother. (full on procrastination mode ACTIVATE!) I might have over done it on Monday because my calves and inner thigh hurts from then to now that I basically shuffle when I walk. Good times.

    Need this for my obnoxious mug collection!

    Did some grocery shopping afterwards. We got lucky because minutes after we left the store, and were in the parking lot loading our purchase into the van, the lights shut off and there was power outage around the area, which I later found was due to an unfortunate fire nearby.

    Post work out munchies/ dinner: Salad in the dark 

    -Elle Are Emm

     

     

     

  • Daddy's Month

    Wednesday 02/01

    What can I say? time flies

    Met up with ate NA in the evening at the library. For all intents and purposes, I came to study, but all I did was eat and chat.

    She had shared with me her bitter-sweet story of a long ago lost love. And let me tell you, it was the bitterest and sweetest as it gets. *major jealousy bummedsad

     

    Thursday 02/02

    Celebrated Father's 46th in his place since he's in a far away land working. Ran various errands for le Mother. Also, this is how I would have looked like had my hair been straight still.

     

    So LONG! I miss it! I miss my straight, undamaged hair  

    Aso as Daddy. 

     

    Friday 02/03

    Day 3 of gym. LEHGO!

    On my way to the gym, I realized that I didn't have my membership card. Funny, because my lock was also missing. When I'd signed up, we had this big discussion of how important it is to have your card with you. I figured that I'd just misplaced it at home and that this is the story I was sticking with once I entered the facility. As I was walking in, the manager/trainer/daldal tita beat me to it and told me that someone had found my lock and membership in the parking 2 days ago.

     

    Oppsstthhhh shy

    That piece of paper will cost $30 to be replaced.

    It's still technically winter but these past few days we have been blessed by sunshine and relative warmth.

    If I were to move out and decide to stay around the area where I live, I would really like to take residence in this condo. The view in the evening would probably be breath taking.

    Finally got around to grooming my eyebrows in the late afternoon. It's a mess I tell you. 

    "Fuck you coffee". The best tasting coffee I've had in a while.

    Back story: I know she -along with everyone- meant well, but I really don't see how it is everyone's business what the condition of my skin looks like. You see, as I was getting my eyebrows done, the aesthetician had felt the need to educate me about my skin. It doesn't bother/offend me anymore as it did during my younger teenage years, but everytime someone tries to tell me how to "cure" my face, it sounds as if they think I wake up everymorning, look in the mirror and think "Hmmn, I don't think I have enough pimples today, why don't I fix that I slather this grease, oil and grime in my face?" 

    So when she told me to avoid certain things --caffeine included- I visited the nearest Starbucks in the mall after.

    I hadn't actually planned to go to the mall, but seeing as I was with le brother and le gf, and they were meeting people in the mall, I tagged along. 

    Since we were around the children's area, I figures, might as well kill time by colouring.

     

    Bitches be jealous cause I can colour within the lines.  I may or may not have looked slightly handicapped when I was left alone for a moment, furiously attacking this drawing with crayons.

    We eventually got kicked out by the costumer service since we weren't "children". I may or may not be considering hiring a child just so I can colour in the mall some more.

     

    Saturday 02/04

    Donair and milkshake. My mother obviously loves me

     

     

    -Elle Are Emm

  • The irrelevancies of my life

    Sunday 01/22

    Good company for a stressful evening. 

    Procrastinated and crammed for two big exams I had the next day...

     

    Monday 01/23

    Was cranky from the lack of sleep but not regretful as at this point in my life procrastination seems to be a part of it. I passed both exam but barely.

    Since it was exam day, I got off early. Crashed ate DP's house after meeting up at the mall to have something to eat, since I hadn't had any.  Since I had no energy whatsoever to commute home, I opted to stay until 11PM when mother dear gets off work so I can get a ride. 

    Hence I randomly tagged along for some sushi that evening with her siblings and friends

    Souvenirs

     

    Tuesday 01/24

    Do not have any pictures from this day, except for these:

     

    I've been having coffee on the regular and I think my teeth are starting to stain. As for the open-mouthed picture...I think I just wanted to see what my uvula and tonsils looks like.

    Though since it was a Tuesday, I probably just had piano lessons in the evening.

     

    Wednesday 01/25 - Thursday 01/26

    Another two days of complete and partial blank memories. But looking in my calendar, my schedule on Thursday basically says that it was my last rotation at the women's hospital. I actually thoroughly enjoyed that. It was laid back and easy going. 

     

    Friday 01/27

    According to my calendar, another exam apparently.

     

    I've also managed to finally visit the gym that a friend has referred me too. I thought the whole thing was only going to take a couple of minutes but the Tita  was super daldal that it took 1.5 hours.  She was fun to talk to, and though I didn't really need that much convincing since I had planned to sign up, she was still basically on a sales pitch mode.

     

    Seeing as it was CB's birthday weekend, she had the date reserved for a simple celebration of movies and late dinner. However ate DP and I couldn't wait for a late dinner so we ate at this delightful Greek Restaurant nearby. 

    I actually had lamb. ME, who is super picky when it comes to lamb and beef actually, willingly  ordered lamb. And I'm glad I did because I thoroughly enjoyed it  

     

    Adorable pillow stacked deco. How Asian!

    So then we met at the theatres to see the much anticipated Underworld: Awakening . It had ended late but CB wanted to go to this Taiwanese restaurant for some drinks and late night snackage. It was called The One  and though their drinks were good and fancy, the service S.U.C.K.E.D.  

     

    Saturday 01/28

    Partial memory skip.  All I remember is trying to sleep but my brother was having company over and their incessant screaming kept me awake and agitated. 

     

    Sunday 01/29


    I was basically up since 5AM and for some reason so was ate NA. We got to texting about bacon and pancakes so as soon as I felt inclined to leave my room, I drove to MCDonalds and bought us breakfast. Mother had also wanted me to run some errands for her so being very dishevelled and looking like a cat lady, I did. 

    In the late afternoon it was EDC surprise bday party. I was hesitant to go at first seeing as this guy and I have a slightly rough  relationship in the past. Admittedly it was all in my part. I was very...verbally abusive towards him because he had made it so easy, but I hadn't meant for him to take it as seriously as he did. We had somehow reconciled in the past year, but I still very much think of him as I did back then; very naive, intelligent but no street smart and like an annoying smaller brother. Though I have grown up and just accepted that is just the way he is. 

    Look at us, all grown up :') 

    It was also nice to see a few faces that I haven't seen in a while. 

     

    I also very much craved for an icy drink in this chilly, rainy weather. I think between this and walking around in the mist/rain was what did me in, because after this night I was sick with cold/cough for a few days.

    Monday 01/30

    First day back at the gym.

    As soon as I came in, the trainer/tita took my initial measurements. She had also asked for my goals in terms of weight etc. I had replied with indifference. Usually, I would say that I did so because I was just too embarrass to say anything but you know what? I actually meant it. I don't really care for loosing weight, I just want to have my old injury resolved, I also want to just be able to run the 5 steps to catch the bus and not be ridiculously out of breath, if I lose weight in the process, then that's just a bonus. 

    Much deserved donair with Babsie after.

     

     

    -Elle Are Emm

     

  • Renewed appreciation

    Friday 01/20 cont.

    Headed to school in the afternoon. This day must have been the single most productive day I've had this semester. Though its a Friday, I actually opted to stay in school to study until 9PM.

    This is mighty dissapointing considering its 3 weeks in the semester. 

    UGH! I really just can't be motivated.

     

    I witnessed a pre-celebratory Chinese New Year Dragon Dance across my school on my way there! This year I had planned to attend the celebration in China Town which will be next weekend. By with the way things are going with school....

    BUT I REALLY HAVE BEEN WANTING TO FOR THE LONGEST TIME! bummedsad

    Saturday 01/21

    Slight accomplishment in that I didn't spend the whole day asleep...in the evening however

    /Frustrating censored

    Errands, errands. 

     My chocolate fountain toy from Babsie finally arrived and I picked it up in the afternoon.

    I'm not even ashamed

    Then I picked up what I thought was a very meagre pay check from work. I'd only work three hours a couple of weekends ago, so I expected next to nothing. To my surprise I got way more than I should have due to "stat holiday" I'm pretty sure they just felt bad at how pathetic my check was. 

     

    Pity par or not,  I'll take it.  Beggars can't be choosers! 

    It's a party now!

    In the evening this cootie patoots came over with her daddy. AND THEY CAME BEARING A GIFT! 

    Jealous? 

    I get to see her again tomorrow for a play date! 

     

    -Elle Are Emm 

  • Third World Problem

    Wednesday 01/18

    Bedazzling bug returned. 

    Turned this:

    into this: 

    For a classmate who appreciate the art of decodden hope she likes it!

    Thursday 01/19

    In an attempt to compensate for the past two days of pure procrastination, I woke up early on Thursday to get a head start on my day. Only to find that we have no water and that our plumbing is busted!

    I couldn't pass off showering as I had my practicum in the afternoon, not to mention that since I have done nothing but sleep, I essentially haven't been the most hygienic person the past couple of days. Annoyed but left with no choice, I was dropped off to my god-mother's house to impose upon their shower stall. 

    Which resulted me in being late. I hadn't wanted to take advantage of them anymore than I had to, since I already used their washroom, and even though god mother promised me a ride to the train, I didn't push it. 

    Rough morning. Good thing the afternoon went without a hitch! 

    In the evening, I met with Mother and her friend/coworker; they were having Korean food and I was hungry. After having dinner, Mother and I headed to the mall. Earlier on, as she was dropping me off to God Mother's, she had noticed that I didn't have proper winter footwear and had felt bad, so then she took me shoe shopping unexpectedly. 

    It was actually quite a long day. As long as it has been for me in a while anyway. I still had a few errands to ran after dinner and the mall. Which included going to the library,  another mall, Staples, and to the god mother's house respectively. 

    It turns out that the plumbing will not be fixed that day. So I came home to this. Luckily, my mom is friends with the sweet neighbours. Their blessed souls allowed us to take some water from them to fend us through the next couple of days. I couldn't help but find a sort of sardonic humour in this. It reminded me of the days when we were back in the Philippines and running water isn't really that accessible. I hadn't realize how much I take this privilege for granted. Now I have been reminded as I have been unable to perform simple things the past 24 hours. 

    Friday 01/20 

    Having known that we would be waterless for the next few days, I'd already contracted the Babilonia's the night before to utilize their shower stall.  

    I came bearing nourishment to excuse my being thick skinned.

     

    I literally let myself in as CB left their front door open. Once I was inside I was at a lost as to what to do; the house was quiet and seemed empty at 7AM. But I had to be thicker since I have to be back home with the van asap

    ** dear Babilonia's I really hope you don't mind that I took a few pictures in/of your washroom

    These "towels" doesn't cover much does it? hehehhelaughingsilly

    No offence but, as much as I really, from the deepest bottom of my heart, appreciate that they let me impose upon their washroom at such an early time in the morning, the last place I would want to be in, had there been a psychopathic murderer that is coming after me, would be in their residence. Their doors doesn't lock, and for some reason, I had a slight bout with paranoia and as I was soaping myself, a sudden image of me being attack popped in my head ala Psycho like 

    But I could only hope to look that fabulous dying in that unfortunate scenario.

    Though, I have to admit, that drawer is a pretty clever contraption. 

    That's my Friday so far,but hey it's only 9:30AM, hopefully no more of these unwanted surprises though

     

     

    -Elle Are Emm

  • Vanity is a sin

    Saturday 01/14

    We finally got some decent snow! 

    Now it's feeling more  like Christmas -_________________-

    Sunday 01/15

    Spent the whole day and afternoon, asleep cuddling Aso. 

    Nothing new there.

    In celebration of Baby Bill's birthday the day before,  and my parents 23rd happy and strong marriage this day, we headed out for dinner after church. Although, daddy just had to be with us in spirit since he is away working. 

    It was Baby Bill's pick for the night, so we headed to get some Vietnamese noodles at Pho

     

    Chicken Pho, avocado shake and summer roll

    Fan Fact:  I am actually allergic to sea food, and it doesn't matter cause I care very little for them. For some reason though, I could never pass up summer roll. They're so darn delish!

     Monday 01/16

     Though it snowed the whole weekend, it was pretty much gone by the time Monday rolled around. At least in Surrey and New Westminster anyway. Apparently it was practically snow storming -a bit of an exaggeration of course- 45 mins away. I felt really excluded especially because I had school the whole day.

    No matter though, it was really just a semi large quiz in the morning and a lecture with one of the most intelligent man I've come across with, in the afternoon. He was also particularly entertaining in the afternoon as he discuss, within the lecture context, of his frequent experience with gallstones and morphine shots. Apparently, the pain, which is very comparable to child birth, is made worth it by the morphine shots, hence he actually looks forward to the excruciating moments when he could pass stones. 

    A curious thing happened to me on my short walk from the train to school. I don't know if it had to do with the partially cloudy, frigid winter day made especially brighter by the scattered snow, but as I was stepping down the stairs of the train station, my mind wandered, making me have a short day dream on how my life would be like had my family not immigrated.

    And I couldn't. I literally couldn't imagine how my life -how I would- be different. For some reason, this gave me a highly overwhelming sense of gratitude for everything that I have, for everything that I am, and for everything that I am about to become. 

    It was calming. I haven't felt that much at peace with myself in a while.

     

    After class, with DP, I was finally able to head over to Michaels Arts and Crafts that has been mentioned and recommended to me by everyone I'd ask about arts supply store. I have never in my life had heard of this store before, I felt slightly ignorant. 

    Being in the store sparked a creative energy in me that I could never release since I don't have any kind of outlet; I am not creative in any way at all. 

    From Michaels, to Dollar store, to Tim Horton's, to two different Shoppers Drug store, 6 hours passed by just like that. 

    The night ended with finally receiving my statement from the student loan. I've known for a long time how much I'm about to owe the government and though I should feel like I'm deeply invested in my program, 95% of my being refuses to. It has largely to do with the fact that I am not in "real", working life and though I am not in anyway, a cash machine, I also do not have any monetary responsibilities since I live off my parents. 

    Hence Thirty four thousand and seven hundred eight dollars  seem just like numbers written on paper to me. 

    I really need a sense of responsibility. 

    Tuesday 01/17

    This:

    and piano lesson is how my Tuesday looked like

     

    Yeahp...

     

    --Elle Are Emm

  • Best day of 2012

    Monday 01/09

    This is actually my only "packed" day of the whole week. Packed meaning I have a full day of school, both of which are technically review classes. 

    Of course I have not been utilizing my time well. 

    Instead of reviewing, I do shit like this: 

    What the hell is wrong with me?

    Now I'm getting nervous.

    I just realized that as short as my weeks are, I made it shorter this week by skipping 1/2 class Monday morning, opted out to walk Aso instead...

    Plus have some breakfast....

    I was supposed to have my first ever piano lesson in the evening, but the instructor got his days mixed up; he had meant Tuessday instead. 

    On the wee hours of the night, after spending the rest of the evening sleeping, I sneaked out the van to drop off my laptop to the Babilonia's residence; I needed to see if the screen -which is cracked internally- could be salvaged by the techs in KPU.

    Going two days without my laptop wasn't as hard as I thought it would be.  

    Since I haven't had anything since that morning, I dropped by McD to pick up some late snack for JB and I to enjoy once I get to their house

    She had this for me in return. She clearly and undoubtably loves me smoochheart

    Thank you my sweets. 

     

    Tuesday 01/10

    This was me the whole day: 

    As I had mentioned earlier, I was to have my first ever piano lesson this day. I was more excited and motivated by this than I have ever been by anything else; even by the fact that I'm almost finished school.

    I've always had a complex about not having any special talent, had I the choice music would have been something I would have exposed myself at a young age. I can't even begin to express myself how much I've always wanted to learn the piano. 

    Yes,  I could have thought myself especially since I've had a keyboard collecting dust for a few years now. But mixed with laziness, I have always been afraid of just failing at something I've wanted so bad for so long that I hardly put in the effort to even try. 

    I'm weak. 

    I was somewhat discourage that I'm just starting to learn now at such a late age, and I've envied prodigies to the core of my being, but I am here now and that is all that is important. 

    After my lesson, I was supposed to catch a movie with DP in the evening, but she had fallen asleep, so I invited mother dear instead. Finally got around to watch Mission Impossible IV.  It was pretty amazing in that very shallow, all-stunts-and-visual-effects, spy movie sense. I approve. 

    Wednesday 01/11

    Another failed attempt at hanging out. Had planned to have dinner with a co-worker only to have her bail the last minute. 

    I wasn't annoyed that she cancelled half an hour before our meeting time, though, more so at the fact that I spent the whole day sleeping and literally have not had anything to eat. At this point I was just really famished. 

    So, random errands with the mother it was. Including, but not limited to: selling recyclable bottles (easiest 10$ I've ever made), groceries at Hen Long, groceries at Wal Mart (where I found that unnecessary item pictured above. My point being, with taking the picture, is that how much of a sucker I was for infomercials) etc 

    Thursday 01/12

    Also known as the best day of the year/my life so far

    From being able to sleep in, waking up to a beautiful day, having the time to eat, catching the bus to receiving a killer smile from a boy I admire from afar. I don't remember ever having a full day go my way since...ever. 

    Life is good indeed.  

    In the evening, I was even able to briefly see LG, JB, CB for a brief hang out at my place. Mostly because the night before the ball on my new piercing had fallen out and having it put back would cost me 10$. No!

    So I basically told them they had to see me so they could perform a quasi operation on my ear. 

    Et voila! (PS: That's not blood, it's an iodine solution of sorts, also it's not infected, keloid scar is starting to build up around the piercing) 

    Friday 01/13

    Today, it's dawned on me how much I sleep and how much it's starting to interrupt my life.

    I am actually not kidding.

    Sleeping starts to become a problem when you skip school, eating, hygiene and other various but very important task. 

     

    I need to get my shit together

     

     Saturday 01/14

     It's also technically Saturday as it is 12AM. Baby Bill is now officially on his last teen years and I am not officially old. Though it has yet to fully dawn on me that I am now in my twenties. 

     

    -Elle Are Emm

     

  • Here's to a new year

    Sunday 01/01/12

    Church then count down with other families

    Turn down your volume. You've been warned.

    Excuse my big, manly voice, it gets very shrill when I get excited

     

    Ended up visiting the Santo's residence to meet their new puppy, Twinkle

    Gorgeous gorgeous dog

    Headed back to the party and played games, laugh, talk, eat then home

    Monday 01/02

    Sleeping for the whole two weeks was mighty disorienting, for some reason I had it in my head that it was already the third and that I had things I needed to do.

    Turns out that I didn't. So I just slept some more

    Tuesday 01/03

    Blood test and miscallaneous errands in the morning/afternoon.

    Then hang out with Ms. TR in the evening

    We had dinner at Bubble 88 then headed to watch Mission Impossible 4. Actually we came too late so we purchased a ticket for MI4 but snuck in GWDT with the intention of killing time to catch the next MI4. Since TR hasn't seen GWDT we ended up staying.

    We had hot bubble tea afterwards since it was chilly.

     

    Wednesday 01/04

    I honestly don't remember what I did on this day. Hence, I most likely just slept

     

    Thursday 01/05

    First day of practicum. I get to work with pregnant ladies for a few weeks. It felt weird being literally back on my feet and off my back/bed.

    I was slightly worried that I wouldn't make it there on time since I had to transit and I didn't know where it was. Luckily, I'd ran into a few classmates who where heading the same way.

    It's so awkward. After all this time, I really just don't have any common ground with these people

    Since practicum ends relatively early, and my student loan came through, I headed to the mall to do a very compulsive -albeit planned- shopping. It was planned because all of my purchase I had wanted to a while, compulsive because I shouldn't have purchased them right then and there. No regrets though.

     

    Famished. Poutine on the go!

    TR was working that day so she gave me mango shake for free!! I love hookups!

     

    I couldn't resist buying this! It was all on the packaging! So retro and classy!

    I've always wanted a tea set! Now I have it!

    Friday 01/06

    First day back (for me) to classes. For some reason the one and only class for the day, which was supposed to be in the afternoon, was moved in the morning. Morning? What on earth is that?

    So then I was about to be late and I couldn't really afford to be, so I called a cab.

    Stupidest waste of money ever!

    The class that I had that day was the class of all class. It will comprehensively and accumulatively  test the "knowledge" that we have after 2-3 years of being in school.

    I fell sick, I want to throw up. I can't do this

    On other news, Aso's been getting a whole bunch of clothes this whole week.

    What a brat.

    I was also very...hormonal in the evening, made evident by my disheveled appearance. I just hadn't wanted to move from my feotal position from my bed. But little brother and mother called me out on it so I agreed to dine out with them that night.


    Saturday 01/07

    Weekday, school-mode me decided I was going to work voluntarily at the clinic. Again.

    Then, work spontaneously called while I made my way to school asking me to come in. I compromised but for some reason, I prioritize non-mandatory, unpaid, intern work. WHY?!

    I had one patient and the rest of the time I spent walking aimlessly around.

    In hindsight, I'm glad I did. I'd forgotten everything evidently. Now I think I have to come in every Saturday for more.

    After my shift I went to work for a few hours. They had thought they needed me because of some mishap that occured. Turns out they didn't but hey, it was their call.

    It was raining and on my way I had to wait for a couple of minutes at the stop lights for the lights to turn so that I could cross. Beside me was an old man with one of those big umbrellas. Out of the generosity - I assumed at the time- of his sweet, old heart, he motioned for me to come under his umbrella. I thought that was sweet and thoughtful of him but I politely declined saying I was only going across the street. As we crossed, I'd noticed that he was walking the same direction, which couldn't be help really because the side walk was only going one way. I felt slightly awkward so I made a detour, thinking I would back track once he was out of sight.

     

    When I turned around after a couple of feet though, I saw this man, staring right at me. I was very perturbed to say the least. So I turned to a corner out of his sight. I was so unsettled that I waited a while before walking back. Hoping against all hope that he wouldn't be standing there anymore.

    That was the most intense moment of my life.

    Again, I was famished so bought dinner before heading home. The funny thing is, now that le father is back to work, I don't ever get to eat rice unless I eat out -_-. Not cool.

    At midnight I finally get to do the sister thing: picking up slightly intoxicated little brother. For some reason that made me ridiculously happy.

     

    Sunday 01/08

    Finally got around to pick up my mail! My bat wing cardigan is finally here! 

    Though I should really stop ordering clothings modeled by size 00 Asian girls. It just isn't going to happen for me.

    You'd think I would learn my lesson after ordering this sweater:

    Ironic too, because all I want is comforable, effortless clothing. How can one be comfortable if the clothes does not fit?

    Then church with le mother. Speaking of, as she was getting ready, she'd ask me to braid her hair. It brought back memories when I was younger and she was braiding my hair :')

    Incident of the week: Van battery dying; mother and I stuck in the church parking lot. It was cold. And I was hungry and getting aggitated fast.

    We're okay now though.

     

    Week one: Done


    --Elle Are Emm

     

  • Last of 2011

    Deuces to the friends that have gone; cheers to the friends I've made; lots of luck and blessings to all. 2011's been fun, but 2012 come at me! 

     

    Thursday 12/29

    Down time. Kind of nice and refreshing to be able to spend two full days (yesterday and today) doing nothing

    Friday 12/30

    Ice skating failed! The whole evening I was expecting for JB to drop by so that I could be encouraged to get ready. And while I was waiting, I killed time decoden-ing my cell phone instead.

      

    I've known about decoden for a long time now, but my interest was re-sparked recently. I immediately went on ebay and went a little crazy ordering stuff. A couple months later, I finally had all my materials complete. So on this nice sunny winter day

    ....with the rays of the sun pouring through my window, I spent the entire afternoon transforming my phone from this:

    To this: 

    In the middle of doing so, I went to seek the approval of my older brother. You see, I would be the first person to admit that I have much more of my fair share of the male testosterone for a female, so in this rare occasion of girlishness, I was looking to share my "creativity". Our conversation went a little something like this

    Me: *excitedly* Kuya...kuya. KUYA! Is this pretty? laughing

    Brother: *turns briefly* No. It's stupid

    Me: *completely crushed* bummed You wouldn't understand. 

    I never really gave being an only girl a thought much before, but moments like these, I really wish I had another female influence in my life. 

    I digress. 

    So the whole time I was doing this, I was expecting JB to come, only to receive a phone call to say that she was already there. There was 1.5 hours away, and taking into account that I was still in my pjs..well, lets just say she ended up with a good wait. 

    And a good wait it was because I ended up meeting with CB and DP at the mall and grab my first meal of the day that evening. That plus a whole bunch of other shenanigans, which included -but not limited to- an incident involving ice skates and ripped paper bags, buying new paper bag only to have it ripped 2 secs out of the store etc. 

     

    We eventually  met up with JB and company at another mall only to grab more food because they haven't eaten yet.

    My kind of club sillywinky

    Wayy too many menus -_________-

    Passion fruit tea with half coconut jelly and half pearls

    Food was less than mediocre, which was mighty disappointing.

    We finished at around 10PM. And ice skating was obviously out of the question at this time. Don't matter, because another plan we had was hookah! 

    All this time --actually since early afternoon- we have been fruitlessly trying to contact a hookah cafe that was given to me at the end of the year gathering by a friend's....not boyfriend.  No one had answered the phone until late in the evening, and at this point we weren't sure if we would still go. It had to do with the fact that we had company that may or may not disapprove of our new venture. 

    Hafez Tea House 

    Persian Tea

    So this was the only tea that was on the menu.

    Me: Could I have Persian Tea

    Server: Well..that's the only tea we have

    Me: *thinks* well shit! really? 

    I'm glad we'd gone. It was so packed and we were so out of place because it was a predominantly patron by mostly people from the Middle Eastern ( I assume) community. Everyone knew everyone. But I really liked the atmosphere. From the dimmed lights, to the half assed Christmas deco, to the Middle Eastern music and chaotic chatter. We were left to our own vices after we've been served. 

    Though would the night be complete without a small mishap? Since this was only our second time visiting such place, we hadn't known how the pricing and ordering worked. Basically, we had underpaid with the blessing of the person behind the til. She obviously could tell that we were newbies, so maybe on the spirit of the holiday, she'd let us off the hook. 

    Saturday 12/31

    A year and some months ago, I had volunteered for Science World for the Body World  exhibit for a few months. In return, they had gifted me two free passes that was due by the end of the year that I was unable to use. I didn't want it to go to waste so I took CB along. I'm surprised that I actually woke up in time after spending almost two full weeks in hibernation.

     

    The path I used to walk Friday evenings from September 2010 to January 2011 

    I don't see why we don't frequent places like these. Tourist spots they may be, but to be honest, I don't even know, nor have I been around to see the entirety of this province that I have been inhibiting for close to a decade.  

    Last picture of 2011. Headed to Church and a NYE family party. 

     

    TBC

     

    -Elle Are Emm