halloween

my halloween consists of walking to sobeys... walking back home in the rain... and doing my assignments...
but i am happy.. isn't that all matter?

after many hours of intense battling with the evil land owner on sims ds.. lilian finally finished the game for sims urbz in the city!! WOOHOOO!!!
now i can go to sleep without worrying about my game

i am tired.... dead tired...

as i was waiting for the plane to arrive... i dawned on me that i arrived at the exact same terminal.. exact same exit.. and exact same flight

more than 11 years ago.. i arrived with my dog, Larry, in tow. the 2 of us were set off to go to canada. I just turned 9 and going on the plane by myself yet alone with Larry was not a big deal for me. But the difference is... we are both going a place where we are suppose to call home but don't really know anything about it. At that time... I had a dog in tow. I had a flight attendant in tow too. She had to get the 2 of us through with customs... and get it checked out and stuff... Imagine a tiny little asian girl that was bringing along her dog in the back then terminal 3. It was very confusing. As much as I hate to admit to it, I hated traveling with Larry even though he was my bestfriend. He was such a burden at that time. I had to carry his "passport" with me. I remember my first memory of Toronto (mind you.. i used to live in vancouver) was it was ugly. VERY UGLY... in comparison to YVR at that time.. YYZ was very very ugly. It looked like my parents booked me off the wrong flight and I landed in some ghetto place. I made it through.. got my luggage and set off to this new city I call home.

11 years later....
i stood at the exact same place waiting to just get the waiting over with and get the crap out of there. i started asking myself many questions.. what happened in these 11 years? a lot has changed. most important thing is that... Larry is no longer with me. I still think of him.. its just he will always have a special place in my heart. 11 years.. tons of changes but at the end... how many 11 years can someone actually look back on?

my destiny in life

just because marilyn said its a lot of work to write on my blog everyday... i am going to prove to her it is not... (deep down.. i think both of us knows... i will eventually get bored)


i think before i was born... God looked at me.. and said...
"yes.. this one will be an accident prone"

my loathe to first years

Today, while i was trying to decently study (for once)... this stupid girl behind me was talking on her cell phone... LIKE HELLO... LIBRARY.. CUBICALS... dont you understand... its QUIET STUDY AREA! GENIUS!!!! and she clearly went on for 10 minutes... but i was too scared to say anything because she is really big! (i know i am mean) her conversations were ranging from dancing with the stars to how bu111 is the most pathetic course to study for and why would profs make it so hard... whoever took it is such a stupid idiot... (like hellloooooo.. .haven't majority of this school been through the same thing? and you are clearly taking the same course.. so that will make you an idiot too)
FINALLY!!!!!
she was done with her conversation... and i went back to my studying...
BUTTTT
10 minutes later.. her friend called again because she doesn't know where she put her EC120 TEXTBOOK... like.. wow!!! that consume another 20 minute of the precious time...

so i got annoyed and packed up and came home...



why do i always have problems with first years and library? *remember last year???*




BUT
marilyn made me a happy person... a secret i shall not share yet because she told me not to get my hopes high up yet





i am welcoming myself to my new blog... due to the fact that i forgot my xanga password.. no more xanga... =)