yay, mags!

Happy birthday to you...
You were born in the zoooooooo,
with the monnnnnnkeys and donnkeyssss.,
and you're one of the them too!

After a quick search on my friend Google, I don't think the rendition actually goes like that. But nevertheless, this is my birthday wish to Mags, and I shall write whatever I wish. (Unless it offends Mags, in which case I totally got the lyrics from this guy.)

I think you are still gallivanting about in the Caribbean. Nice way to spend a bday, by the way.

We'll make up your bday celebrations when you come back.. if you are not too pooped.. which you probably will be. (Do I know you, or do I know you? :) )

Shall end with this:
















*shiver me timbers!!*

oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAGS!!

time for: Working on my lesson plans. Has to be done. :(

post weekend update.

Yay for productive weekends!!

Worked as the second instructor for Red Cross on Saturday, which meant that I get paid the full amount, but I only teach like 25% of what the primary instructor had to teach. Going to teach my first full two-day class on July 9th and 10th. More than a little worried about it. I just have to prepare the crap out of it. Must do my lessons plans soon. And I'll have to photocopy Carol's magic first aid binder, full of agendas, course content and other great things. I may poke fun at my self-proclaimed "favourite sister" a lot, but I must admit that she has great first aid teaching skills. She covers everything that's important and does it at a fast pace so that no one really gets bored. There's a lot of useless info in the course and it's nice that she can streamline the content and make things interesting. Oddly enough, one of the things that annoy me the most about her, namely, her lame-ass jokes, work really well in the course. People enjoy a good, stupid chuckle every so often.

Met up with friends for bbt at night and stayed out with them 'til 1am even though I said we were going to leave at 9:30. It's okay, we still have multiples of 18-month-versaries to celebrate in the future, hun. True to tradition, we loitered outside after paying for our bbt for a good 45 minutes. Loitering brings out the best conversation topics ever. Why is that?

Got up at a lazy 10:30am on Sunday and lounged about 'til I was impossibly late for Sukie's baptism. And then totally went to the wrong church. (Who knew Sukie didn't belong to a korean church?? She said McNicoll and Vic. park!!) When I finally got there, I was afraid of interrupting the service and waited outside 'til someone told me to just sneak in. Only caught most of her testimony and the certificate ceremony. Congrats, Sukie!

Had lunch at Frankie's with Sukie and a bunch of friends. Too much food. Too much cheese. Way too much dessert.

Actually felt like cleaning when I got home. Cleaned up my room (which now has a messy desk once again.), did all my laundry and washed my car. I think I finally got the hang of this stupid Mr. Clean Autodry thing.

My parents went to the pride parade on the weekend. I was a little worried that they would be offended by this huge celebration of sexuality, but I think they really enjoyed themselves. They even enjoyed all the water people sprayed from balconies, that is until someone persisted on hosing my dad down while he held his prized camera. He then promptly flipped the guy off until he directed the hose elsewhere. Hahah. And you wonder where my vulgarity comes from.

That, my dear readers, was my weekend.

time for: I suppose I could clean up this desk again. But really, why bother?

become a puddle I will, pt II.

It's been 18 glorious months. Full of long talks, giggling and an uncountable number of moments I'll treasure for ever and ever. and ever.

I may not be able to explain with words how I feel or how much my hunny means to me, but the sentiments are all there. You'll just have to trust me.

Time flies when you are deliriously happy. Do you know how glad I am that you moved into Sunview?

time for: get ready and go out.

become a puddle i will.

Not to be a whiner.. but what the F*@k is up with this wave of extreme heat?

It's not even about the sweating anymore.. my head feels like it's being squeezed when I spend any time outside. It's not bad in the shade, but these headahces are just not very pleasant.

My sister advise me to get a straw hat. And as grandma as that is, I think I'll have to consider it. Heck, I started wearing touques in the winter a couple of years ago, I suppose a hat in the summer is the same thing.

I was downtown today and I saw this dude having a little run at noon. He didn't have any water with him. His shirt was already soaked and he was quite red in the face. Uhm, hello, dum dum.

Keep hydrated people. Stay out of the sun. And if you are gonna be outside, wear a hat and drink lots and lots of water. Heat exhaustion is no laughing matter. And heat strokes can be quite fatal.

This is nuts. I dunno how the ppl who live in a desert live with this kind of heat.

time for: a glass of water.

not again!

It's gonna be 34C tomorrow... and it'll feel like 38C.. grrrr.

The past couple of days has been nice.. it's been hot, but it's not humid so it was quite enjoyable.

Man, I'm not ready for summer and all these hours of sun. I still have tan lines on my back from Cuba and that was like a year and a half ago. My left arm is getting more tanned than my right arm from driving. I'm not sure if i'll be able to wait 'til next year to tint my windows.

time for: sleep. It's Friday tomorrow!! Yay!!!

teehee, clutter!

When I was at school, I had a good excuse for having a messy desk. Actually, I really thought that was the reason why my desk was always a mess.

Papers get piled up; dishes get left behind; glasses/can are casually left there after consumption. It made sense, since I spent at like 75% of my waking hours at my desk, either on my computer, eating lunch/dinner or watching TV.. and occasionally doing work.

But as I look at my desk at work... I think that I may have a problem. Then I come home.. and I know I have a problem.

What the heck?? How does all this crap get piled on my desk?

I think I need a magic storage fairy.

time for: some CSI.

so much for early to bed..

tossed and turned for more than 6 hours last nite... resulting in getting 1 hour of sleep. there was not a thing on my mind, i just couldn't sleep.

got quite angry in the middle of the night due to the frustration for being awake for no reason. I counted sheep.. I imagined myself sleeping.. I changed from one favourite sleeping position to another.. and nothing.

Nothing except having lyrics stuck in my head.. first it was "this shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S".. then it was "if i were to take you home, would you still be in love baby? in love, baby?..." THEN it was "without you all I'm gonna be is INNNCOMMMMPLEEETTTTEEE."

Again, and again, and again.

At around 5:45am I contemplated just getting up since I had to get up in a couple of hours anyway. But no, I thought I'd tried some more. I think I fell asleep at around 6:30.. I did not want to get up when my alarm went off.

Good thing the stuff I was working on at the clients' wasn't something that required a lot of thinking. I had already set up the work last week when my brain was functioning... so I just spent 7 hours today following steps and notes that I left myself. Hopefually I did everything right.

Now, what am I going to do in the next 4 or 5 hours to prevent myself from falling asleep??

And more importantly, what the hell happened last nite?? Why couldn't I sleep?? Seriously a little freaked out, I was soooo tired, but I couldn't sleep! NOOOOOOOOOO!!

time for: I dunno. Maybe i'll watch a movie.

yay, weekend's over.

As fun as weekends are, sometimes I think I get more rest during the week. For instance, when I am at work, all I have to do is to concentrate on the task at hand. But at home, especically on the weekend, I've got so much to do that my mind is everywhere trying to keep track of what has to be done. The result? I get very little done and I'm completely exhausted. I gotta stop sleeping so late on weekends. 2:30am is not acceptable. I'm supposed to a grown up now, grown ups don't sleep that late unless they have insomnia.

Finally washed my car today. Took way too long and got all wet cuz the Mr. Clean thingie flew off the hose and completely soaked me. (Man, I've got mean neighbours, they laughed at me.) Then my jeans kept dragging on the ground cuz the water weighed it down. Practice, I need more practice. (and no, I will not practice on my parents' cars.) I'll wash it again in a couple of weeks. My car is nice and clean though. Even cleaned the interior a little. I either have to stop eating breakfast in my car... or I have to buy one of those little vaccum cleaners that plug into the cigarette lighter.

Batman was such a good movie. No more of those weird cartoony sets and lame dialogue. Perhaps it was because the movie had so much acting talent, but the flow was pretty seamless and seemed much shorter than its 140 minutes. Michael Caine, Morgan Freeman, Liam Neeson, Christian Bale and Katie Holmes (Wait, was Katie the only actress in the movie?) all did great jobs. *applaud* I like Bale as batman.

Know how else I know it was a good movie? When Edward starts quoting it like crazy. Such a dork! I love it! *hugs*

time for: bed. tired. gotta get up early-ish tomorrow. (7.45am!! what? don't hate cuz I live close to work!)

oh me eyes!

Me eyes are broken.

Staring into computer and laptop screens alternately at different distances for 8 hours is not good for me eyes. Neither is not getting enough sleep. Boooo!

No msn makes for a realllllllly slow day at work. Having having lots to do makes up for it.. the day just flew straight by. And I barely made a dent in what has to be done.

Who wants to watch Batman?

time for: some rest. I can't think straight.

good things...

... come to all those who wait.

Okay, I wasn't exactly "waiting" for the rain, more like wishing and hoping that it'll come and bring relief to this insane weather. I think I got my wish.

I stood at the big window in my house just memserized by the storm. The torrents of rain, the streaks of lightning and the marvel of the thunder cracking away in the sky. I love thunder. Society dictates it freakish for me to holler and scream when I'm frustrated; ear-splitting claps of thunder is like a good friend yelling and hollering with me and sharing my frustrations. Weird? Yes. But at least I'm once again at peace now.

Know why else I like thunder? Cuz ppl are afraid of it. And I like to laugh at them. Come on, it's just noise.

X*: "aaaaaaaaaah!! Eve! I'm scared! I think God's angry!"
E: ".... what?? Aren't you in science??"
*name withheld to protect the idiot lamb

Geez man, God's not angry. It's just the sound of lightning entering your range of sound. Get a grip.

I understand there's actual danger if one were to stand alone on a hill in the middle of nowhere... while leaning on a metal pole. But what's to be scared about when you are in a house in the middle of a city like T.O?

time for: bed. I hope the thunder keeps coming like it is now, it's like a lullaby.

going crazee.

This heat/smog/stuffy weather has been driving me insane. Me and my body fat cannot take this much longer. This past 10 days has been worse than that whole summer I spent outside lifeguarding. Normal, Cdn heat, I can take. Bring on the stuffiness and I start to act a little erratically.

That's twice I've practically broken down and cried in the past 10 days. (okay.. maybe one of those times it wasn't just practically) It's a vicious cycle. I get uncomfy when it's hot. Therefore more short tempered and ppl annoy me even more... and I get even hotter. Brings all this anger up and just boils over and I go crazy. I don't yell when I'm truly angry/frustrated. I just cry. I can't deal with 10 things going wrong at the same time. Hello overload. Yes, I know, it's unreasonable to be affected by weather.. but there's Seasonal Affective Disorder to explain the depression some ppl get during the winter months.. perhaps there's something like that for summer too.

Poor Edward, I think he's been in the direct path of my absurd behavior. He'd give me a hug to make me feel better, which would usually work, except that right now, this just means more body heat and stickiness. So instead of squeezing him tight, I go, "ack! hot! go away!" Poor guy. I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you! If you see him, give him a hug for me, will ya?

To the stupid lady with the older chinese women at Pacific today: you morons, are you blind?? did you not SEE me waiting for your spot from a very awkward position on the road? did you really have to take 5 fucking minutes to put your groceries in the car, get in and drive away? did you really have to chat some more in the car once you got in?? *Give you the broken face!!*

Damn you, inconsiderate ppl!! Stop crossing the road diagonally. Take the shortest route across the road so you don't hold up traffic. Get in your car and get out of the spot in busy malls! And if you walk slow, or want to enjoy a slow window browse, could you and your friends go single file instead of taking up the whole width of the walking area??

Do you know how many times I giggled to myself while imagining clothes-lining people today? Tell me I'm not starting to think like Edwin.

time for: bed. work tomorrow. The temp. is gonna go down, right? I'll do a rain dance in the morning.

must move.

I gotta find a city where the temperature is at most 24C. And preferrably never goes lower than -10C. Not like this insane city where it can be anything from -40C to 40C.

Seriously, I dread the summer. Anything above 27 is pretty difficult to tolerate... when it gets to be over 30, I dread going outside... when it hits 33, I prefer to hole up in my air conditioned room, or the basement, not stepping outside 'til I have to. At least summer usually doesn't come 'til July... what's with this super hot early June weather??

Sweating is gross. Even being moist from the heat is also gross. That's it, until it cools down (or if i'm in an air-conditioned area), I'm not doing the following: hugging people, shaking hands, standing close enough to anyone to smell their b.o.

time for: staying inside 'til the sun comes down.

teehee *giggle* heehee.

Something's wrong with me, I'm all giggly and stuff. I have been assured that this happens to everyone who is getting their first car.. and that they'll most likely have this weird smile during their 1st drive in their new car.. but still.. I thought I was more rational than that.

Bumped into John earlier at Times during lunch.. looked at all the fancy things he added to his car. Fortunately, I don't feel the need to add anything. Maybe except tinting the windows. But that won't be until next year.

Eeek. 3 more hours!!

time for: I suppose I could do some work to pass the time.

zooooooom zoooooooooooom

Shiny indigo car to be picked up on Monday. Saved meself some moola off projected price. Oh happy day! Once again I marvel at the negotiating skills some people possess. My family friends who brought down the price of the car for me did it soooo well. They were like a tag team. The sales guy never had a chance. I'm sure he still made money off the sale, it'd be stupid to think otherwise, but still. The sales guy was smart too. Quick and good with words. I was like, "Wow, I need to learn to think faster and speak better."

Now I have even more monthly expenditures. Not so happy day.

Was gonna go jogging this morning, but it's humid and wet. So I'll do pilates instead. This whole weight loss thing is not going so good. Is it better to feel guilty all the time? or to just feel overweight? Geebus.

time for: breakfast. then pilates.