This past week, my life basically starts at 7PM it's ridiculous! I'm starting to forget days and I don't think --other than today-- that I've spent a complete full day at home. 

 

Excuse me while I back track my days 

Sunday 12/18

Work Christmas brunch.

Was very infuriating and it was mainly because of me. This year, the owners decided to have it at Sheraton Hotel like they did 3 years ago (??) and three years ago, though I lived literally 5 minutes away from the hotel, I didn't managed to make it to the dinner. Not because I didn't go, but because I'd missed the fact that there were two receptions: 1 for the hotel and 1 for the restaurant. I'd asked the hotel reception and they failed to tell me where my party was. Of course with my luck, everyone just happened to have their mobile devices off, or they were enjoying the party too much that they weren't picking up my calls. Anyhow, this year I was an hour late. This is also probably the reason why I may or may not work for this office anymore. I'm 80% sure that I don't, because this year, I was the only one who didn't get a bonus. 

This is what I received for our Secret Santa. I love books, and I want to experience working at a library once.

In the evening, after church, I had dinner with CB, LG, DP at Wings. DP slept stayed over. We didn't actually get much sleep because we were talking the whole night. I love having her around, I relate so much to her.

 

Monday 12/19

We basically lounged around the whole day and watched a bunch of movies while I fed her whatever what was in my pantry. I don't remember what else happened that day, so it's probably safe to assume that I slept when DP left. Though we were having a party on the Thursday so I think I had a couple visitors dropping off their contribution for the hotel fee. 

Tuesday 12/20

Daddy finally comes home for the holidays. I picked him up at around 1:30 PM from the train. That pink flashlight which is now attached to my key chain is his very random, albeit practical pasalubong  (homecoming present) to me. Of course the brothers got one of their own in variations of colours. Again, due to the party on Thursday, I had more people dropping by in the evening. 

For the remainder of the evening, I watched Sherlock Holmes II with LG, CB, DP. It was pleasantly surprising that the second film surpassed the first, and that says a lot because I am quite a big fan of RDJ and Jude Law; those two men can do no wrong in my eyes. After the film, we ended up in Tim Hortons until the wee hours of the night. 

Wednesday 12/21

Like I said, my days are pretty much spent asleep, and the evening is when I wake up. Babsie had asked me in the evening to accompany her at the mall originally to get my Christmas present. Sadly, what I had wanted ( Play Go fondue fountain set) wasn't available, so we went to see if she can get my brother pj's instead. To call it even though, I'd ask if she would just feed me since I haven't had anything to eat the whole day. We ended up in Bubble World, and I'd order some Thai inspired food, which was surprisingly good. 

I'd received a phone call from the father whilst having dinner that he needed me to pick up margarine from the store nearby. I then found this:

Huge noodle cup, or what I like to call obnoxious mugs. After watching Friends, and seeing countless of episodes where they hang out at the Central Perk sipping their coffee/tea from these gigantic containers,  I've made it my mission to acquire a few of my own. I actually didn't get a chance to purchase the one in the picture, but I must go back for it one of these days. 

Thursday 12/22 

PARTTYYYYYYYY!!!!

It wasn't supposed to start til 10PM, but I had to drop by the work place to pick something up. So when DP arrived at my house, we left at around 6:30PM. In the bus, we'd run into SG (brother's former friend), though we used to be in the same circle, we had a falling out. At first, I didn't know whether I should tell him where we were heading, but I decided for it. After all, it was supposed to be an open invite and I did notify people from his end, when they didn't reply, I'd left it alone. 

So the three of us headed to the hotel. On the way SG and I had fun at the expense of DP, whom although has a few years on me, is probably the most naive person I've had the pleasure of meeting. 

View from our hotel floor. 

I declare this year-end gathering a success despite the slight stress the preparation brought on.

Though I must say, that my group of friends has obviously shifted from what it was from high school to the present. I'd known it was happening as it was happening but the crowd from this party, and the lack of appearance by others just made it that much clearer. The amusing thing is, I don't care as much as I thought I would.

I wish friends from the past good luck, and the friends that I have now more great parties to come!

It was just a bummer that not everyone decided or couldn't stay. At one point in the party, I'd accompany a few guest out of the hotel to get some air and coffee, and by the time I got back half of the people had to go to catch the last train back home.  Bummer 

(Friday 12/23)

Also, by the time the alcohol I'd consumed wore down its effect, I'd realized that I had no place to sleep. So after I'd showered, tidied up, it was high time I leave for home and for my bed. I did leave a note though, so people wouldn't look for me upon waking. 

 

The sun was rising as I headed home. It was strange how everyone was hustling and bustling towards their days' responsibilities, and there I was, looking like a zombie from a night of partying. Well, at least I was in hoodies and jeans, so no walk of shame for this lady 

I did debate whether I should save me the time and take a cab or bus and save money. I'm a broke college student, so taking the bus and saving money won at the end.

It was 1.5 hours later, after leaving the hotel, that I'd finally reached the comfort of my room and the comfort of this cutie. As soon as I lay down though, I couldn't shut my eyes; I guess the commute home kicked my adrenaline into hyper-drive. Counter intuitive really, considering I left the hotel because I wanted to go home so that I could have a place to sleep. I ended up reviewing my text messages left by people to let me know they got home safe. I was quite amazed how many people were already up. 

I eventually passed out, and when I woke up there was a random billiard table downstairs and the event from my last blog took place. 

 

Saturday 12/24

Ever since we lived here, I don't remember having a fun/celebratory Christmas. It used to be the biggest event of my childhood right after New Years. Now, it's just like any other day spent in silence. So yes, after the events of the night before, I spent the whole day asleep until it was time to go to church at the stroke of midnight. 

 

So when we got back, it was time for late dinner and gift opening. This year, like the last, I didn't have a fix source of income so I failed to purchase anything for anyone. I don't really know if that has to do with anything, but during the weeks leading to Christmas, when everyone was busy shopping, I have come to resent what Christmas has become. When did a day that was meant to be spent with loved ones turned into such a materialistic venture? That completely misses the point, does it not? 

Speaking of presents, look at the crap load of chocolate my mother received! 

The hat my baby brother got me. I was genuinely excited upon seeing it. I plan to wear it everyday until the cold weather ends. 

Sunday 12/25

Slept.

In the evening LG dropped off this delectable dessert and promised me 2 free movie tickets. So I had asked DP to accompany me.

 

Yes, we were those losers who watched a movie on Christmas day. No shame though, Girl With A Dragon Tattoo, though highly inappropriate for the occasion, was very much a good film. 

As we were walking to the theater, I'd filled her in on what happened with my brother's friend. For some reason, that very mundane incident bothered the hell out of me, and I just thought that sharing it with a friend will get it out of my mind. It's effect has greatly abated as I thought it would. Her insight had given me a lot to think about. Like always, it was a pleasure talking to her. 

 

After the movie, we headed back to my house and CB with LG made an appearance. As per the last few days, we played billiards, ate and talk. When I couldn't keep my eyes any longer, I left them to their own vices. 

Monday 12/26

JB's BIRTHDAY! 

On behalf of everyone who've left their teenage years, I hereby present you with a hypothetical membership to the 20's club! Live long and prosper my dear. Live long and prosper. 

Dinner at Sammy J's. I'm sorry, but I will never come back to this place again. The food sucks and overpriced. But for the company, it was worth it. 

Headed back to the Babilonias for some delicious cake and movies. 

Tuesday 12/27

Late Christmas present from the God Mother. It actually smells really good. Surprisingly.

She called in sick because her back was hurting. I really though I could get away with not massaging anyone this break but hey, duty calls right? Though I'm ashamed to admit, I did accept her payment with bonus. I have needs, and I didn't want to ask the parents for more money that I already have. 

 

Due to poorly timed phone call from the God Mother, we had to go to le Mother's work place to pick up the van with the massage table inside. So when she was off, I had to pick her up since I had the van. 

I brought Aso along for the ride since I knew mother would take her time. He might just be the only boy in the world who could put up with my eccentricities. Thank you 

CB as a bear. 

Then headed to KB's for some cake. Her father worked for a cakery so he's easily the coolest dad around and they are easily the best neighbour I've ever had. 

Wed 12/28

Slept. Anime. Slept. Anime. Showered. Blogged. 

 

Finally caught up

 

 

-Elle Are Emm

Last night, my older brother decided he was going to have company over for some drinks. He had asked me to invite some of my friends over so I had sent a quick text to the usuals. There really was only him, his girlfriend's brother and two of his co-worker. One of which had attended the same high school as us. 

Anyway, the night ended up in somewhat chaotic state due to my brother throwing an uncalled for punch to his friend's friend that they'd met up down the street. I think they had wanted more company but instead my brother thought he was going to prove his alpha male status and pick a fight instead. 

So they come back, things were settled and the party ended. All while this was happening, my friends and I were enjoying the random billiard that magically appeared in our other living room.  One by one, people drifted off to sleep and I somehow was left with that other friend who went to the same high school as us. He had challenged me to a game of billiard, and though I have zero skills whatsoever, I reluctantly agreed to play. 

It was innocent enough, and his company was quite amusing and enjoyable. We were having a few beers as he was walking and coaching me through the game. It was quite impressive really, he was still kicking my butt hard when he could hardly keep his balance and his eyes open simultaneously.

Throughout the whole night though, he would casually refer to his breakup -which makes me think that it was quite recent-. The frequency of the breakup reference increased as the number of beer we'd consumed increased. He even started referring to non-existent "boyfriend" of mine, saying things like "from your ex?" and things along those lines. Truth be told, I think he was trying to see if I was attached. 

Then, we ended up outside because he needed to check his car (earlier that night, he traded cars with a friend and due to his drunken state he couldn't remember if they traded back) and he wanted to go out for a smoke. This was when things started to get weird.

Disclaimer: With the risk if sounding narcissistic and egocentric, can I just say that no, I do not think highly of myself in any level. It's quite the opposite really. 

With that said, when this guy started to come on to me I didn't really know how to respond. Although, instead of being flattered, red flags were going up in my head. It wasn't like he was being a creep about it, but the manner of which he was conducting himself was a complete disappointment. 

Because it wasn't him that was flirting, rather, it was the alcohol. 

Needless to say, I managed to successfully evade a potentially dangerous and self-destructing situation. Though, to be honest, in the back of my head, I can't help but wonder: "What if?"

But man was I really let down. A realization promptly dawned on me soon after this. See, the thing is --and this has happened on multiple occasions-- I never get hit on, unless alcohol is involved and it's a guarantee that the next day, the guy will not remember a thing. 

Pity party: that is really quite damaging to a girl's self esteem. Granted, objectively, I never saw myself as attractive, but I have never felt so ugly and repulsive in my life. 

You know those passing jokes and pop culture references about distorted perception that comes with intoxication and thus finding every woman passable? Yeah, apparently that's me. 

Surprisingly though, I wasn't offended the next day. It wasn't him, but the drinks that he had that turned him into a big douchey sleaze. He, among with my friends had stuck around for some hang over grub and we even had another go at the billiard (Side note: I IMPROVED!) 

But what do you know though, my brother and him had tried to recall events from last night, his memory stopped just at the moment when he came back in the house. 

Yeahp, on hindsight, that's probably for the best.

 

-Elle Are Emm

You know your among friends 

It seems like forever since I chronicled the mundane activities of my life. 

This was basically me from Monday to Thursday two weeks ago (Dec 12-15)

And me amusing myself and procrastinating. I'm sorry Aso 

Watch for the demonic glare at the end! HAHHA

Study station

Midnight snackage 

How I survived

At least I manage to shower between 

So yes, per my last blog. I passed. And how I know is because in my school they post up the student number of people who were not successful. Voila! my number is no where in sight. 

Time to do some housekeeping. My laundry piled up, dust accumulated and my carpet was filled with my hair.

I was also able to walk my poor neglected dog. I will never get used to my neighbourhood, it always looks so glum and isolated. 

Friday 12/16

To commemorate the passing semester, mother took me out for a small shopping trip

I LOVE  lotions! and I need more plain tee in my life. 

We headed to Nando's  after.

This place confuses me, I don't understand if it's a fast food or a restaurant. Food's good but quite pricey for the serving they have I thought.

For dessert, I joined the ladies in this Greek restaurant in New West. It's such a date spot, the view is super romantic. 

Since I already had dinner, I had drinks and desserts instead. It was pure awesome.

 

Okay, I shall tbc. Need to run!

 

-Elle Are Emm

I learn everything that has to do with romance from Asian dramas. And unlike every other female protagonist, one thing I'm taking away from it is that:

I will never put up with someone who chooses to turn their back and walk away from me. 

Aside from taking pleasure in watching generic romantic comedies, I have no intention in putting myself in a very abusive and manipulative situation. Hell, as much as I enjoy watching it on screen, I don't even find it endearing. 

Reality check: jerks will forever be jerks if they choose too. No amount of female charm, naivete and persuasion can influence that. 

Well, so what if he is rich, tall, handsome, enigmatic, smart, athletic and [insert every other superficial ideal characteristic here] if he will just treat me less than shit?

No, just no. 

Time and again, my mother has advised me to follow her step and to find a man who loves me more than I him. This isn't to say that my mother doesn't love my father. Quite the contrary. She just meant to say that a guy who loves a woman with every fiber of his being is less likely to hurt her. 

This may seem too idealistic, but I can attest to it's realism because I've witnessed, and have continued witnessing it my whole existence. 

It's rare but it's absolutely possible. And that's what makes it rather magical. 

New cellphone Christmas theme is almost making me feel festive. 

So yes, I survived my final exams in a highly questionable manner. I am just holding out for two classes as I have pretty much found out the results of the rest. Truth be told, I do not have high hopes for both results, since for the umpteenth  time, I failed to give it my all. 

This is very disconcerting. 

 A quote posted in the school read "You do not have to be the best, as long as you do your best"  

Part of it is that I'm lazy and unmotivated, but an even bigger reason is that beneath the surface I'm scared. I'm scared that if I put everything I have on anything at all that it won't be good enough.

That I won't be good enough.

All my life I've had an inferiority complex since I never partook in anything special. I was never challenged as a kid and I grew up thinking that this repressed energy may just be a hidden potential. See, up to this day, I still feel the very same repressed energy and I don't know how to channel it. Every so often, I would feel the urge to do something, anything at all, but then I turn back around like a scared dog with her tail between her legs. I just don't know where to start. 

Uncertainties are holding me back.

Excuses are holding me back.

I am holding me back . 

 

-Elle Are Emm

Don't be an asshole, it wouldn't kill anyone to say "Merry Christmas"

That's like, refusing to say "Happy birthday" because you don't share the same birth date. *Sigh*, people sometimes just waste too much energy bending over backwards to accommodate the masses that it's infuriating.

This weekend consisted of study sessions at mi casa. That and growing the thickest skin, going over a friend's house without her present just to get some free cake.

No shame, no regrets. 

 

Honestly,  this madness known as finals has got to stop!

Actually, I just woke up from my too-long-to-be-called-a-nap-but-too-short-to-be-called-sleep and my initial thought was calming. I have been scared shitless these past month for my impending board exam that is not happening until September next year. Regardless, next semester is technically my last, for all intents and purposes. I just know that it's going to be hectic and 100x more stressful. Good thing I don't really let the condition of my skin phase me. With that said, I have had these arresting moments when my heart rate would just shot up the roof and I forget to breathe. But when I woke up, I had realized that I've been at this for 3 years now. I've somehow managed to make it this far, and all I need to know is stored away somewhere in my brain. 

Do or die.

Though,  I still can't help but wish I have the life of a very spoiled, very cuddly, very manipulative cute dog. 

 

 

-Elle Are Emm

Procrastination  and me. I don't know how I've managed to come this far

 

Thursday 12/08

That's one exam out of my system.  

So after this exam, I went upstairs in the student clinic to get a treatment for my shoulder. After three years, I still have residual pains from it.

Back story:

 

Me in green, being lifted for a lineup. Easily one of the proudest moment of my young life. 

Back in 0'8, during a rugby game, I fell on my side and someone from the opposing team had sat on me. Yeahp, painful. I haven't really gotten better ever since. Largely because I am extremely lazy and not pro active at all. 

 

I regress...

Excuse me while I go on a very irrelevant, very superficial and very embarrassing tangent.

Aside from being bitter about life, and deeply contemplating my short comings and ineptitude, on my spare time, I like to admire very attractive men.

And my current school just happen to have a chock-full of them. Maybe because I'm a very plain, below average Asian, but I just really find Caucasian very...different. 

With that said, my intern-student for that day just happened to be one of the many men I find ridiculously good looking. Admittedly, I have been very busy admiring his friend for the past year, that  I have not been able to-- internally and creepily-- pay said intern the attention his good looks warrants. 

 

Have you ever encounter someone so blessed with good looks that you find them intimidating? 
Well that's how it was for me with his friend. I'm not exaggerating when I say that I find this man ridiculously good looking that he makes me weep. Literally. My diminutive brain just can not fathom how a single individual could possess so much physically appeasing qualities. It's depressing really 

 

So then, I got my treatment from said intern. It was below satisfactory, and I was quite disappointed. What slightly made up for it though, is his obvious charm and interpersonal skills. Within the hour of my treatment, in jest, we managed to lightheartedly talk about culture --generalizations and stereotypes in general-- as well as school, family, pets and relationships. 

Within these conversations, I managed to find out details about him THAT HE'D SHARED!. (Yes, that probably sound very defensive. Only because I tend to do that creepy-restraining-order-warranting- thing where I somehow manage to come across personal information of people that do not know me in any level) 

Some would call that stalking, I call it being resourceful . 

I'd make a pretty decent P.I 

During our effervescent banter however, something he'd said stuck in my head that got me contemplating about the meaning of my life. 

I tend to do this thing where I over analyse minute occurrence in my life. Especially one that is -and has been- reoccurring.

See, I'm 20 years old and I'm single. In fact I have never dated. For some reason, both family and family friends alike feel the need to question this, and on my part, I really can't help but feel awkward as I do not know how to respond  at all. It's not by choice mind you, but it's just way easier to answer with "I'm focusing on my school work". 

Am I sounding pathetic yet?

I can sit here, in front of my computer screen all day listing out reasons why I'm single, running into the risk of sounding perpetually lonely and insecure, when the fact of the matter is, at the end of the day, I honestly don't give two shits that I have not had any form of any sort of romantic relationship. So instead of listing out my insecurities for the whole world -or at least for the less than one handful of my friends that read this private blog- to see, I shall list the reasons why I'm single and why I like it. 

1) I'm happy

There, end of list. I might bitch about my life, but with all of my irrelevancies, I'm happy and I'm more than grateful for everything that I have and for everything that I am. Yes,  I'm still very much insecure, but for the most part, I don't let those insecurities get to me. Actually, I like the term self aware better than insecurities. I am self aware, I know  that I am nowhere near gorgeous/pretty/beautiful/cute/sexy material. And I am completely  okay with that. My reasoning being, could be liken to the same reasoning I use for exams that have passed. It's done, and there is nothing I can do about it (short of plastic surgery anyway)

 

Moving on, I've shared way too much about myself.

 

Friday 12/09

Afternoon exam. I passed but barely. Apparently, the instructor wasn't very pleased especially with the 4 people who received bare minimum grades and she is coming after them next term. AH! I just happened to be one of the 4! 

 

FML! big time! 

 

This will probably do me good, but being isolated by a form of authority is very intimidating to say the least. 

After seeing the result, I headed to Boston Pizza to meet a few of my classmates for a almost-end-of-the-semester-get-together. It was slightly awkward and uncomfortable for me, especially since my end of the table was very quiet, what conversations we had, only revolved around small talks with regards to school.

 

I loathe small, filler conversations. I really don't handle awkwardness well. But hey, at least I am making an effort to expand my social skills pass my computer and cellphone screen right?  

Eventually, MF joined me once I got home with the intention to study. I don't know how much she got done, but I basically watched my current Asian drama and slept. Around the early morning though, we had the impulse to go out and try The Naam which is basically a quaint and relax 24/7 vegetarian friendly restaurant that was suggested to me a while back by a classmate. We called up CB and LG, an hour later, to Kitsilano we go. 

 

Aside from the occasional salad, this is the first ever vegetarian meal I've ever had, and I must say, I quite enjoyed it. 

Maui Maui burger and Chai tea shake

Appricot (white) and Hemp (chocolate) balls. 

We eventually headed back to my place at 4 AM.

Over all, a good day it was

 

-Elle Are Emm

 

My Wednesday practicum instructor has been playing Christmas songs since December started. I'm feeling oddly festive.]

 

Sunday 12/4

Got around to studying after I finished blogging on Sunday.

CB and LG was there to accompany me. However, I was eventually left to my won vices when they decided to use the spare room to sleep. Admittedly, I spent a good portion of the evening on CB's account on Tumblr. Though, I realized that our downstairs is quiet and isolated enough that I could actually get some work done at home so long as I stay away from my bedroom. Hmmnn,  no wonder when Father was still here, he would review downstairs.

So, the next day, I'd made an official announcement that my house is open to all those looking for a spot to study. Due to the fact that we do have spare bedrooms, people can sleep over if they so choose. I think its perfect, in the past, I was never able to offer up my house since our own residence was such a cramped space, but now that we have extra rooms and such, I don't see why not. 

Oh yeah, Kuya also came home late that evening more than slightly tipsy. He was on the couch but he eventually ended up on the floor. 

Since my first final for the semester was to be on Tuesday, and I haven't gotten much studying done, I really had no choice but to pull an all nighter. Life of a student right? Though by the time midnight rolled around, I was getting really sleepy so I went ahead and took baby out on a walk to get some fresh air. 

I hadn't really realize how late and how cold it was getting. As soon as the chilly near-winter air hit me, I was instantaneously awake.It was such a peaceful and bright night, and though mother had explicitly disallowed me to go on a far walk, I decided walking up and down the block wouldn't hurt. Halfway through our walk though, I suddenly became paranoid when a very nondescript van passed me by and stopped a couple of meters away. No one had stepped out, and it was parked with its engine running on the side of my street. By this time, alarms and irrational, very dramatic scenarios were playing in my head in rapid sequence. I knew that it was just my imagination, but I would rather listen to my gut than be abducted, drugged into oblivion, be carried away into Asia through various forms of very uncomfortable transportation and be sold into prostitution. 

What did I say? Irrational.

 

Though the van did drive away when I started to walk back so hmmnnnn..

All joking aside,  the fact that I am nowhere near attractive enough to make a very profitable prostitute is quite reassuring. 

Monday 12/05

LAST MONDAY PRACTICUM SHIFT! for the semester that is! That's me with the pink mask cam whoring in the washroom. I quite enjoy my last Monday rotation, it was relatively easy -albeit just as busy- and my shift mate was really sweet and we just worked really well together. 

 

She even included me on her coffee run! 

Of course, being a typical post secondary student that I am, I used all the last minute time that I had to study. I had about 2 hours of sleep nap. And even with that, I still felt guilty

 

Tuesday 12/06

Big Sister was fueling me with sweets that day. She knew I wouldn't get enough sleep. It was quite embarrassing really, during a filmed demonstration, I just happened to be in the correct angle of the camera, and even with hard, concentrated effort, you could still see me nodding off in the background. My instructor even called me out on it! 

I REALLY REALLY REALLY dislike that feeling! When you're just so tired that you loose control of yourself and you can't help but fall asleep! 

 And of course, with my luck, better yet the lack thereof, on a very stressful day with little to no sleep,  I'd managed to break my glasses. If this isn't bad enough, my spare glasses broke months ago. I notice this happens to me often that it's starting to become a trend; I break my back-ups and sooner or later my main item goes into disarray as well! 

To get through the day, I resolved to wear the only pair of contact lens that I have, which may or may not have been expired. In the evening though, it was irritating my eyes so much that I threw them out and tapped my glasses into a mock functional form.

I would like to think that my exam went well. I don't know though, it's almost guaranteed that whenever I find a written exam easy enough, I tend to not do well on them. Also, I was disarmingly calm before and during my practical exam! I don't know if I'm finally adapting to oral examinations, or if I'd just reach the point of not caring! I really, really hope it's the former.

Though tired I was, I opted to go to the mall with mother. There, I got various things fix, starting with that expensive leather jacket that she got me (the buttons were falling off) and the spare and main glasses (only the spare were fixable). Surprisingly, we also went window shopping.

Can I just say that I'm proud of my momma for finally taking the time to take care of herself? I love her for working so hard that she completely disregarded her own needs. No one asked her to, but she just never saw herself as a priority starting the day she had her own family. I was never embarrassed about her outer appearance; sure she may not be the most stylish mom but it's because she never had the time to. She never had the time to because of us. So now that she's finally purchasing things for her own enjoyment, I love her even more.

I love her, but I completely hate her choices! The woman just does not know how to dress her age! It's not to say that she is wearing skimpy clothing. No, far from that. But I think her choices are stuck on the time when she was still taking interest in fashion, this was when she was in her 20's! But since I love her, I try to keep the criticism down to a minimum. Well until the day I can save up and take her out on a real shopping spree.   

  

Wednesday 12/07 

LAST  Wednesday practicum shift and last ever shift for this semester!  

 

I very much enjoyed this rotation, largely because of the very sweet patients I've had, but mainly because of the amazing instructor that was supervising the shift. She inspires me, I can only hope to be have a fraction of her knowledge one day. 

Oh yeah, a patient bought a big pack of these babies to share among us. I couldn't help it, but I probably ate most of the Ferrero! 

 

 

-Elle Are Emm 

 

and it's due to school. What else right? I really would like to go into more details with regards to this bouts of anxiety but I won't just yet. I have to finish with this semester first, then I may or may not get back to you on that. 

 

Sunday 11/27

Wings  dinner with LG, MF, CB, JB, DP

 

Caesar, probably my favourite alcoholic mix

Cookie dough with ice cream for dessert. That shii was hot!

 

Lots of laugh as usual, I'd attribute it to a alcohol but it's just always fun spending time with friends. Random conversations and childhood anecdotes are always fun to hear!

Monday 11/28

Second to last Monday shift for the semester! YES! Super late evenings in school + broke college student equates to this...

for dinner! Super cheap and greasy pizza FTW! 

It's exactly what you think it is...

That piece of cloth  was right on the table in the student area in our clinic. My class/shift mate was tidying up for the night when she got curious and picked up this rectangular folded piece of cloth, shook it so that she's holding it up in front of her face whilst trying to decipher what it was. As soon as she shook it out of its fold, I realize right away what it was, it took her a good few seconds though.

THE LOOK ON HER FACE. Priceless. 

Goes to show why people shouldn't just randomly pick things up.

Tuesday 11/29

I could hardly wrap my head around the idea that I have been attending my school enough to witness 3 different transition of the restaurant right in front of my school. It went from a super cheap but questionable Chinese restaurant, to a very sophisticated Thai restaurant, and now to a Vietnamese restaurant. 

 

I suddenly had a huge craving for Summer Rolls. Gluttony strikes again when I ordered way too much, and it wasn't even as good as I'd anticipated. Serves me right.

 

 

Also, Kuya  came back on the weekend from his two night stay in the states. He was excited to show what he got for me but he'd accidentally left it with his friend's stuff. He was finally able to retrieve it and boy, was he excited!

He's going through this weird phase were he somehow find cheesy slogans very amusing. He was so happy and he thought himself clever for getting me this shirt in particular so I had to wear it. Surprisingly, I got one-too-many comment of approval from peers and teachers alike when I wore it the following day 

Wednesday 11/30

My online orders from a month and a few weeks ago are finally arriving in the mail! Packages always make me happy!  

I buy the most irrelevant things online! I think its even worst than actually stepping in a mall because charging everything to my Visa is so much easier when its only mere clicks away. Anyway, this is -one of my- new sexy pens! I don't have the best penmanship, now am I very articulate but I like to pretend anyway. I also have a fixation to stationery, pens in particular. One of these days, I shall post my pen collection when it's big and decent enough. 

This day is also the second to last Wednesday practicum shift for the term. Even with that in mind, I still abhor it! Its not much the practicum itself that I find despicable, I actually really enjoy it, especially because my supervising instructor is just astonishing  not to mention very inspiring, its more of the fact that it ends late and I have a very early morning class the next day that I find detestable. Sure, at worst I get home at 10 pm. Plenty of time to get to bed for a relatively restful evening right? But by the time I get home, adrenaline is still coursing through my system keeping me awake so that I could not, for the life of me, settle down for the night *le sigh 

 

Thursday 12/01

DECEMBER already? What is this?

Well at least the school knew just how to be festive and assuage the finals week, all time high stressed aura, blanketing the school by throwing a Holiday decoration festivity which composed of decorating the school with Christmas lights, putting up a Christmas tree and my personal favourite, handing out treats and eggnogs

 

This was only the "treats table" downstairs, there were more upstairs!

Also, the same class/shit mate I have on Wednesdays, being the sweetheart that she is, handed me this piece of delectable snack. Way back in October, when we had the same shift, I'd given her an unnecessary permission to leave and had jokingly said that as long as she would bring me a Bueno then we'll call it even. She had just remembered last week and had frantically searched different stores for them. Poor woman!

Friday 12/02

Was not a good day. I could just feel PMS coming on in the form of severely, uncalled for,  aggressive inward thoughts, towards absolutely  anyone and everyone. I was venting through text messages and it sure kept my friends amused though. Luckily, it was a sort of symbiotic relationship, because the more I vented through text, the more they were amused and the more I realized how ridiculous I was being. By the time the class ended, I managed to feel better and calm enough, to then subsequently wait for my friends to finish what they have for the evening and accompany me for some pink sushi! That's right! PINK. 

 

I'd thought the five hour wait I had to do was going to take forever,  luckily, 2 hours in my wait, DP came and accompanied me in school. I LOVE  that woman, she's just super quirky, bubbly, random and childish but serious at the same time. Our conversation was/ always are so erratic.  We had such in-depth conversation regarding life, literature, relationships, friendships etc.

 

SUSHI TIME! ( DP, LG, CB, JB, NG,)

 

Some sort of egg appetizer

The sushi doesn't look that pink in the photograph, but IT IS! 

Ice cream tempura > deep fried ice cream!

DP, she was our very own Japanese woman of the night. 

Mr Snowman wearing the Sorting Hat.

After dinner, we swung by Mac's for some DIY smoothie/milkshake...

 

then we headed to the Babilonia's residence, where we stayed until 4 AM doing what it is that we do when we are there. 

 

Saturday 12/03

I had meant to spend the day in the public library studying for my finals, Mother even lend me her van so that I could drive myself after I dropped her off at work. But of course it didn't happen. Instead, the most used I got out of the vehicle and fetching myself and the baby brother dinner. Though, CB and LG are downstairs hard at work as I blog. 

 

Off to pick up le Mother, then study mode on finally!

 

 

-Elle Are Emm

Testing technology and blogging from my phone.  It sure as hell gotten far 

Woke upat one a.m feeling parched, couldn't get back to sleep since so I watched a movie and for the hell of it, I decided it was high time i clear out my inbox and sort through 4k of emails. Things to note:

1. I email myself too much

2. I have so many useless subscription

That is all. Good night

 

-Elle Are Emm

But then again, "normalcy" may just be one of the most subjective word in the dictionary. 

Another very irrelevant week. 

Note to self: Make it a hobby to take at least one picture of the day. 

Seriously, I'm afraid that my life is fading into irrelevance. That's the main purpose of blogging regularly, really. The only reassurance that I have, is that there are 7 billion people in this world, I can't be the only one with this fear. So basically, telling myself that I'm in no shape or form important or special, is reassuring.

 

Monday 11.21

Bonding with Father. We both had to visit the doctor for reasons. I hadn't realize how old my Father-- both of my parents for that matter-- until the moment when I sat in the hospital room with him and listened to his various aches and pains. 

 

May God watch them both always. 

 

My Father is undoubtedly the most stand up man I've ever and will ever know. Words can't express my admiration for this man. I'd made a promise to myself that I will not settle for anything less for a life long partner if they don't measure up to him. Not only am I doing this for myself, but it's also to honour my loving Father.

 

Tuesday 11.22

Wings and Chesse cake at the Heritage Grill with MF. 

Sure, New Westminster is probably not the most developed city in B.C, but I wouldn't mind leaving there. In fact, it's been a second home to me for almost three years. 

 

Wednesday 11.23

Another late day. I just felt out of it and not really up to giving the evening of practicum my best. It worried me for a while. 

"What would I do if this was real life, and these were paying patients?"

And then I reassured myself by saying that it's impossible to be 100% everyday. It also helped that to some extent, I was forced by obligation to learning to be there. 

 

Thursday 11.24

 School. Can remember little else. 

 

Friday 11.25

Business project presentation. I like dressing up in formal attire; it makes me feel grown up. What's uncomfortable though, is the surprise on people's face when they see me. For instance, I dropped by worked that evening to pick up my check and to choose a name from a hat for our Secret Santa. I guess they're just not used to seeing me in a non-scrubbed outfit. But then again, I don't think anyone is used to seeing me looking like a person, much less a girl.

Wish list

 

I actual don't wish for anything in particular. Life is good, and I'm happy. Though, for the sake of my person's peace of mind, I did jot down a few things to choose from, they're all book related. 

Side note: I had the misfortune of picking the owner and main dentist. Funny, since last year, I'd gotten the other dentist. He was easy to shop for; think 8 year old. No lie, he's a big toddler! Book smart, but very little else. 

Now, what do you give a person who probably -easily- make millions of dollars a year? 

Went home for a little while, then picked up MF for an evening of feast!

 

DONAIR! I DE-VOW-ERED  that issh in .5 seconds FLAT! I remember having this having a couple of times a week. I've been going to this shop for years and I've been having the same thing since! To the point that the owner knows exactly  what to make for me without asking. Too bad we've moved to the other side of the town. 

 

Also, we couldn't just leave without having a DIY milkshake from next door! Maybe it's from the fact that unlike Calgary, we don't have a proper milkshake joint, but these things are super delicious and passable enough. 

Earlier that evening, we received an invitation from CB to come over because it was their dad's birthday. 

Where there's food, I shall follow.

I know I just ate at this point, but I am very much known for being guilty of gluttony. 

MF and I were eventually left in their house to fend for ourselves while the other kids purchase a t.v. We took the time to search up potential Christmas party venue. I'm very hesitant due to the general lack of restraint with alcohol involve. To be honest, I'd be happy with a low key party, but I don't think that's what people have in mind. 

What is the point of this?

 

When the t.v was finally set up, and a few of their friends arrived, we settled in and re watched Easy A upon my persistence request. I ended up asleep though, and woke up half way through the movie. 

 

Saturday 11.26

Originally, we had planned on go kart today, but I didn't wake up until 2PM so that didn't happen. I proposed to go have some fish and chips, but people already planned to go crazy tonight. Instead, I spent the day doing nothing, failing at a simple, basic crossword and....

 

...making sure that there are actually 500 pieces of rhinestone in each bag. There are. And that was the most exciting event of the day. Funny thing is, I'd rather be doing this any day that hit up a club. I'm secretly a 60 year old in a 20 year old body. 

 

--Elle Are Emm