Stop reading emails and messages and when I can’t reply right away— like on the Blackberry. Because that tends to lead to forgetfulness.

Stop being in a rush all the time. My friends always say that I am constantly in a rush— and they are right. I feel like I have to constantly get things done really fast all the time because that’s just the way I roll. Must. Breath.

Stop talking so fast. Simply because I can’t and the stuttering proves it. I can only talk amazingly fast in Chinese. And walking so fast. But sometime I can’t help that because “I have long legs.” Harhar.

Stop wasting time. Stop peaking at my emails, Twitter and my RSS feeds. Get my work done and get outta there.

Stop being so critical about myself. I hardly blog because I get sick of my entries— I’ll write one and let it sit in my drafts for weeks and then finally delete it. I don’t upload my design work because I don’t think it’s good enough. I’m so use to working for my company where my work gets reviewed internally and getting all my freelance clients by word-of-mouth, thus never having to make an online portfolio and display work to the “world.” When I started MMC with my girlfriend, I was quite terrified because that meant the world will get to see my work (even if it wasn’t polished to my expectations). I’m just going to have to have to step out of my comfort zone and learn that I can’t always be perfect. This is no way to market yourself either.

Stop sleeping so late. This is slowly killing me.

It’s kind of hypocritical that I am writing this entry right now… at 4am and it will probably sit in my drafts folder for at least a week or more. Maybe even un-resolutions are meant to be broken. Let’s see if I can prove myself wrong.

STOP!!!!!!!! Now for a little hehehe nostalgica:

Hey you, always on the run. Gotta slow it down baby, gotta have some fun.

Edit — Only sat in my drafts folder for a week! But here I am, publishing it off at 5am after sending out my last emails for the night. And after this, I’m going to be on Youtube watching old Spice Girls’ videos. Maybe this is why I stopped writing these things down. I will start these… in a couple of hours.

AHAHAHAHAHA. I

For example:

“Those white people don’t know what yeet hay means.”

I never hear Asians being referred to as the “yellow people” though. In fact, all Asian ethnicities are sometimes referred to as “orientals” or just plain old “Chinese.” I don’t get offended because I am oriental and I am Chinese but I’d be annoyed if I was Korean and someone just called me Chinese. It’d be like me calling all “white” people Scottish.

What about South-Asian Indians who are referred to as “brown people?” Aren’t they Asian as well? I rarely hear them being referred to as “Asian” especially living and being around so many East-Asians. Why do we call ourselves Asians but not them?

Just so I don’t leave the “red people” out; growing up in Saskatchewan, I’ve been taught since Kindergarten to call them “First Nations” instead of Natives or Indians as a sign of respect because one of my best friends back then was one. She didn’t have red skin though. First Nations history use to fascinate me and I remember wanting to be one because I thought that living in a tipi, hunting buffalo and eating pemmican would be so awesome despite the fact that none of those things really happen anymore.

I’m guilty of sometimes calling “white” and “black” people based on their skin color if I was referring to the entire race. I wouldn’t be offended (even if you call me a YELLOW) but since race is such a touchy subject, I’ve been trying to stop the habit. Even when I blog, I try to say African-Americans when referring to “black people” … but that sounds awkward because not all Africans are Americans and vice versa. But would I be offending them if I just say black people? Should I just say Africans? Or people from Africa?

Edit – here’s another thought since there’s been so much discussion about the “black” issue. I believe in evolution and that we all originated from Africa (or the land that was…) so that means we’re all Africans. Just a funny thought. Kidding. But anyway, I wish race wasn’t such a controversial subject because we all originated from the same place whether you believe in evolution or creation and we live on the same planet anyway.

Fun and light read: one of my favorite post-apocalyptic books, The Gypsy Morph by Terry Brooks.

Can you imagine if all schools and libraries replaced their books with a digital archive (a “book-free library“)? What if a visit to a bookstore meant standing in front of a computer, browsing through titles and downloading them into your Kindle? What if bookstores won’t even exist anymore because all you’d have to do is download an e-book from your computer?

I don’t think books will ever disappear from the world but doesn’t the thought of it make you sad?

In Terry Brooks’ The Voyage of the Jerle Shannara trilogy, [Spoiler Alert!] they are searching for a relic of the old world (Shannara is magic-filled, fantasy world that was created after the our current earth and it’s people died from an apocalyptic event), only to find out that this relic is a huge compound full of discs filled with past human history and scientific discoveries BUT they can’t access it because they don’t understand nor have the technology to read the “discs.” What an oversight from a world that was so far in terms of technological advances, huh? [/Spoiler] Now imagine if all of our information were stored digitally… what happens when technology ceases to work? Everything would be lost.

You can increase information-sharing and save tons of space and money by going digital but the experience of reading a book just wouldn’t be same and would completely loose it’s essence. The touch of a book, the smell of the pages and even the occasional smudge of ink is all part of the experience. Walking in a bookstore, being surrounded by books and spending hours browsing the shelves is fun and therapeutic but where’s the fun in standing in front of a computer or reading The Pillars of the Earth from a tiny screen? Not being able to have the book in your hands makes it so boring and artificial.

Real book-lovers like myself will never go digital because there is nothing like the touch of an actual book or seeing those spines lined up beautifully on your bookshelves.

Well unless they are 948430lbs textbooks… then I’ll reconsider.

My parents and grandparents use to warn us all the time that eating too much of something will give us yeet hay but I always thought it was just something they said to make us stop eating junk food and never believed it until I got older.

Lychee is my favorite fruit and has deadly yang properties, hence the quote, “one lychee equals three torches of fire“. I can probably eat 985641564lbs in a sitting despite my dad’s warnings, but one day a light bulb went off in my head and I realized why I was getting so many cankersores in the summer (after basking in a pile of lychee)… YEET HAY! So my dad wasn’t lying after all.

IT’S TRUE. YEET HAY EXISTS. OH-EM-GEE.

One discussion that I have with my Chinese friends and family is: is there an English term for “yeet hay”? It’s always difficult to explain to our non-Chinese friends because there doesn’t seem to be an official term for it since the concept doesn’t really exist in any other cultures. The funniest definition I’ve heard is, “Are you sure it doesn’t mean yeast infection? …Chinese yeast infection?”

The Chinese believes that to cure yeet hay, you have to balance it out with yin (or “cool”) foods, for example, logans are the opposite of lychee (too bad they’re not as good).

Every ten li a station swirling with dust,
Every five li a post to urge couriers on;
Men die like flies, their corpses line the road,
So that lychees and longans may be delivered to court.
Carriages race over hills, boats sweep through the seas,
With new plucked fruit on fresh boughs, the leaves still dewy,
All to win a smile from the beauty in the palace,
Though it cost bloodshed and strife,
and its effect remains for ever.”

- Su Shi, 11th Century Chinese Poet, from A Lament for Lychees

I still eat boatloads of lychee. It’s totally worth the yeet hay considering I only get to eat it about 2 months out of a year. Slurp.

Digital painting.

Half a century ago, there was no such thing as the internet. No Lost or Grey’s Anatomy in your living room. No credit cards (gasp). No diet sodas. No catastrophic killers such as the atom bomb.

Can you just imagine what’s going to be invented in the next 50 years? Can you imagine how changed the world will be when we’re old and hobbling around with some futuristic version of a cane?

@JohnChow‘s daughter has no idea what a tape or record is. Are my grand-kids going to laugh at me because I’ll still be reading BOOKS while they’re reading from some Super-Kindle that also pours you a martini with a simple thought-command … or one that reads for you (ooh)?

My girlfriends and I made a vow that we’d go to a rave when we’re 70 and try pick up 20-year-old guys to gross them out… what would “raves” be like then?

Are we going to be able to our grow boobs bigger without an incision? Or make all our fat and cellulite disappear with a simple pill? (Too bad we can only dream for now.)

The world is an amazing place. I can’t wait to live the rest of my life.

… that is if global warming or some apocalyptic event doesn’t kills us all first.

What do you think the future will hold?

I always want to do a lot of things at once but sometimes the best thing to do in the world is to do nothing which I have officially mastered. Hey, don’t call me lazy because doing nothing is a great way of taking a break from a busy life AND it’s also a great source of inspiration— sometimes a lot of great ideas can come out of nothing because your mind is at rest. Just remember to bounce back to doing something after you’ve finished with doing nothing.

How do I do nothing?

• Read a good book from start to finish.
• Re-organize my bookshelf. Or just stare at my bookshelf. That’s how much I love my books!
• Play with my puppy and try to make her attack Boyfriend and jump on his face while he’s trying to watch TV.
• Watch Korean dramas with Boyfriend and constantly run a finger under his eyes to check if he’s crying. Then make fun of him if he is (which he never is) or call him cold and heartless if he isn’t.
• Take a nap.
• Re-organize my make up and closet.
• Be an “old woman” and listening to classical and country music while sipping on strong, bitter Chinese herbal teas (yum).
• Play video games with Boyfriend… or watch and nag him to do this or that while he plays alone. When we play together, he usually fights all the bad guys (it gives me heart-attacks) while I explore every nook and cranny in the game world.
• Pig out on Boyfriend’s mom’s food while lying around like a slob at his house and watching movies on PPV (watched Yes Man last night).
• Hang out with friends and doing absolutely nothing (eg. girl talk).

What are your favorite ways of doing nothing?

• I put on my headphones when I don’t want anybody talking to me. Sometimes I’m not listening to anything either.
• On some of our lazy Sundays, Boyfriend and I would lie in bed all day and watch entire seasons of TV shows. We’d also make trips to Yaohan to grab some bubble tea and MSG-filled Chinese food to fatten ourselves up and get into the true couch-potato spirit.
• The only reason I work out is so I can eat more and not become morbidly obese. I’m far from your typical hot-and-skinny bitch— I love feeling good physically yet I love my food even more. I could care less about my weight and I’m proud of my curves because I don’t think being super skinny, as flat as a board with no T&A is not attractive at all.
• I love reading articles on Wikipedia (despite the question of authenticity) especially on European royalty and religious history.
• My biggest fear in life is failing.
• I use to sit in the back of my 8am Photoshop class so I could sleep. It totally wasn’t worth waking up early and bussing downtown for stuff I taught myself when I was 13. Poo.
• I got really good grades in highschool without trying at all but if I were to go back to school now, I don’t think I would pass.
• During art school, I use to buy a box of cookies and eat it all by myself. My classmates use to sip on those huge boxes of Tropicana orange juice and finish it in one class. The 7-11 across the street was our kitchen cupboard despite all the restaurants and cute little cafes everywhere you turn but I swear, Adobe makes you crave junk food! HMMM. So that’s where that extra 20lbs came from.
• I was talking to a friend earlier about spending a week at a ranch this summer but it would cost over $1200 and she said she’d rather go to Cancun. A couple of years ago, I would’ve said the same thing and now, call me crazy but I’d rather spend a week on a ranch and ride horses all day in our beautiful province surrounded by the Rocky Mountains than go to a beach in Mexico (although I’d still go— if it was free) and besides, I’ve always wanted to be a cowgirl! It’s funny how I’ve changed over the years. Luckily, Boyfriend has no choice but to go with me this summer because my mind is set on it and I’m sure he’ll be okay since there’s a 18-hole golf course nearby.

1. I can’t stand the feeling of wet hair on the back of my neck and back. If my hair is wet, it’ll be up in a towel until I blow-dry it. The good thing about this is that it adds volume to your roots with no products!
2. I’m addicted to Mallvibes because it’s the best forum in the world with the best (and friendliest) members and a fun atmosphere. Plus that’s where I find all my shopping deals. This is probably the ONLY forum that I’ve ever been active in (I’m usually a lurker).

   

3. Everytime I walk into Chapters, I HAVE to purchase a book (or ten). Yesterday I absentmindedly went into Chapters and Boyfriend was like, “why the hell are we here?” and I really had no idea… it was just pure instinct to go in when one is near.
4. I never wear runners unless I’m going to the gym or have to walk A LOT. They make me feel so grubby! I giggle when I think back in highschool when everyone wore white runners with jeans (and then they would turn blue).
5. My “secret” dream is to be a hair stylist and own a salon (while doing a little bit of freelancing for web/print on the side) which I will definitely pursue but not now because I want to continue to concentrate on designing for a couple more years.
6. I prefer solitude. I’m quiet (unless I’m around people I know well and/or when I’m a drunken mess), I’m an introvert, I like being alone and doing things alone (eg. shopping— I absolutely CANNOT stand shopping with other people). Boyfriend is the only exception. Plus I get annoyed at people who are “too social” because they seem so needy and needy people are annoying. I’m such a hater.
7. I’m not a girly-girl as much as a lot of other girls I know. I don’t always wear make up. I don’t like doing the hugging and kissing on the cheek thing everytime I see someone. I don’t squeal. I don’t like dancing/grinding with other girls at clubs like everyone else seems to do (I’m sorry but that just seems kinda slutty and a bad cry for attention from horn dogs if you do it all the time); I prefer to dance alone— away from eveyone else; preferably in front of a fan.
8. I’m probably the most unatheletic person you can meet. Boyfriend plays on a dodgeball team with his friends and a bunch of their girlfriends and they asked why I don’t play and he said, “she doesn’t play sports… she’ll probably be afraid of the ball.” LMAO. I laughed so hard when I heard that (and just for the record, I’m not afraid of balls— I’m just lazy).
9. My room walls are dark purple. I wanted black but my parents would’ve been super pissed off. I wanted red but I’m already a pretty angry person and the red walls would probably put me on a rampage. Just don’t ever paint my walls pink and I won’t kill you.

   

10. I don’t bother with people who annoy me or is just plain weird as hell and makes me feel uncomfortable (what’s the point?). But otherwise, I think I’m a super nice person now (more than I was before) and although I may seem bitchy and annoyed at times, I’m willing to go out of my way for my good friends especially when they’re in need.

Lately, I’ve been thinking of what makes me different in the way I think and the things I do in relation to everyone else I know. If there’s something that I’m afraid of, it’s losing my identity and just being a clone of everyone else. Of course, I would never deliberately change my opinions just to be different but if I do think or do something differently than others, then I definitely won’t be ashamed to admit it and I’ll tell the world, not like anyone would care but still! I use to be really judgmental when it comes to these things when I was younger but I’ve become a better person now due to being more accepting.

People like to make fun of me for reading so much and what do I do in response to that? I’ll whip out my 1300 paged book and start reading right in front of them. If people ask me why the hell I’m listening to so and so while driving, I’ll just blast the music even louder (besides, you’re in MY car). I know they’re joking but my point is that there’s nothing wrong in doing something you love even if other people like to criticize it.

I remember when Facebook officially switched to their new look, I changed my status to “I LOVE the new FB!” because I was getting 20 invitations a day to groups hating on the new look. A friend asked me if I only did it because everyone else was being a hater and to tell you the truth, I did. Don’t get me wrong, I actually liked the new look A LOT but the only reason I did it was to differentiate myself from everyone else and hopefully piss some people off in the process because their non-stop whining was getting unbearable. I bet most of them are those who would stick animated GIFS and backgrounds and other atrocities on pages if they could anyway.

Another example is when I changed my font size to something overwhelmingly big last week. There was generally positive feedback but a lot of people also thought it was way too big… of course I totally respect their opinions but it just goes to show how change isn’t easily accepted. I realized that the huge font doesn’t work with my particular theme but I still think the huge font DOES work. Check out diaua.com for example, It’s an image-less layout and I think the huge font looks awesome and appealing; but not surprisingly, she some lost points for the overwhelming font size (like I did) on rev.iew.me. Apparently, if it doesn’t look like your standard blog, then it’s not up to par. The whole topic is a little controversial though because you’re suppose to design a website for the visitor in mind but still, it’s a shame. And just for the record, my next theme will have a 14pt size, like it or not. Hehehe. Luckily, all you have to do it a CTRL + or – if you don’t like it!

^ I know the above paragraph is a teeny-bit irrelevant but I just had to add it in there to justify my thoughts on my huge-ass font!

That was a lot of rambling up there (something I’m good at) but if you didn’t read the whole thing, the point I was trying to get across is: DON’T BE AFRAID TO THINK DIFFERENTLY DESPITE OTHER PEOPLE’S CRITICISMS. In the end, you’re the winner because you’ve made yourself stand out from the rest of the crowd.

• White Spot’s Monty Mushroom burger. Not the new one though where they have the bigger beef patty… that one is gross but the old one is heaven (and one I can actually finish). *drools



• False eye lashes. Yes I know, I sport fake everything from fake hair, fake nails, fake eyes (just not fake clothing brands) … but it’s not like I care what anyone thinks since we all live in a superficial world. But anyway, I can’t seem to buy enough false eyelashes even though I only wear them about 5-6 times a month!! It’s a bad addiction… and I always think I’ll run out but I probably have enough pairs to last me a good 10 years.



• Watching friends play videogames. I don’t play games myself because I tend to get heart attacks everytime my character is about to die (which is often) so I’d rather watch people play. I’m super weird though, I don’t like videogames for the game-play experience but I like to explore worlds in adventure/RPG-style games so that’s why I don’t mind just watching people and if I do play, I’ll use cheats so I can get into every nook and cranny there is. My favorite are horror games like Silent Hill.
• Black bean chicken feet. Cannot find the words to describe how good this is… and all your haterzzz out there don’t believe me!!
• Chinese herbal teas. I’M A TEA ADDICT!!!! Although I have to admit I’m picky; I only drink green tea and Chinese herbal teas— mostly super strong and bitter black teas. I think English/Western teas taste weird— especially fruity teas… nas-tay! This contributes to the gradual yellow-ing of my teeth which leads me to my next point…
• Crest White Stripes. L* got me addicted to these and now I can’t stop using them since they work wonders even though it makes you feel like you have a gazillion holes in your teeth. *shudder. I have sooo many boxes at home it’s not even funny (free, thanks to ******)… but don’t worry, I don’t use them daily anymore because my life is starting to become a boring routine and I don’t need 30 minutes of these everyday to contribute to it.
• McDonalds’ Filet burger. I haven’t had McD’s in like a year but I can still dream (and wet-sloberry-drool may accompany it)!
• Country music. Most of my friends think I’m weird because I listen to country music (they’re your regular hip hop/ R&B crew) but I don’t care, slow country music is soooo good! I blast it from my iPod in Boyfriend’s car when his friends are in it to embarrass him. LOL. It’s okay though, I think he’s learned to tune it out (or he secretly likes it too).



• Disney shows. This is a little more recent but I”ve been catching a lot of kids’ Disney programs because I’m always up late and there is nothing else to watch. My favorite is Cory in the House; I’m embarassed to admit how many times that show made me laugh until I practically rolled off the bed and banged my head on something. Plus Madison Pettis is the CUTEST LITTLE GIRL EVER!! ♥
• Cheese and crackers. I go out and buy my own havarti/cheddar cheese and whole-wheat crackers but I wish adults eating Lunchables were widely accepted in today’s judgemental society. They’re so convenient.
• Experimenting with hair colors. I have something semi-crazy planned for the end of November if I can get myself to shell out the money do it since I should really be saving for Cali and Asia coming up but once I get my mind set on it like this, I think I’ll have to do it! It’s not too crazy (like dying my hair pink and green) because I’m usually too lazy to maintain it but it will be different than people I usually chill with. Also, I definitely want to go blond again maybe sometime next year but I’m going to wait until my beautiful [Asian] blond friends dye their hair a darker color so we don’t look like a group of clones…. I just tend to get bored faster if I look like everyone else! I’ve also had an urge to dye my hair bright blue for quite some time now but many people have argued with me from doing so (probably because they won’t want to be seen in public with this anime-like character/thing).
• Naps. I don’t power nap. I NAP. For hours. And hours.



• Boyfriend’s mom’s udon. Udon? UDON? Yes, udon. It’s just your typical udon cooked in chicken broth, MSG and some random beef balls, shrimp and whatever is around the house but it’s SOOOOO good and for some reason mine never taste as amazing as this, probably because I don’t have any MSG to sprinkle in mine. I don’t even eat the meat and stuff in it; I ONLY eat the udon. Mmmmm. But seriously, what’s so special about udon? I don’t know… BUT IT’S SO GOOD.



• Dreaming about smashing my boyfriend’s computer. This virus-filled, ancient piece of **** I’m writing this draft out on is sooo slow it’s not even funny!! I can’t even publish this until later on when I get on a computer with Photoshop so I can beautify this entry with pictures because it will die a long agonizing death along with me trying to fix it so I can finish my useless ramblings. He bought it a billion years ago when we first met (well… only about 5 years ago) although it’s my fault I put myself through this since he wants to buy a new one but I tell him not to yet because he’s never home anyway and doesn’t need it … besides he can use my super computer (*wishful thinking) at my place.

I tried to spread out all the food-related pleasures so it looks like there are less but after re-reading this, I think I failed. If I were one of the 7 Deadly Sins, I’d definitely be Gluttony!

Blog about YOUR guilty pleasures!

• 95% of the population looks like shit in skinny jeans.
• Ed Hardy (and all those “Gangster” brands) are UGLY.
• I guess I’m too old for Disney (am I really?) but I see it on a lot at Boyfriend’s house since there are usually so many kids there all the time… dundundun …Miley Cyrus is a horrible singer and actress (although I still have to give her props for her success and her millions of dollars).
• Twilight by Stephenie Meyers kind of really sucked.
• Clothes from Hollister, A&F and AE are ugly.
• LV monogram bags are ugly.
• Juicy Couture bags are freaking hideous.
• I can’t stand Stephen Harper (and him popping out of a Juicy Couture bag… that’s even worse!).
• I don’t understand why people take a billion pictures of only themselves and post it on communities like Facebook. They all look the same!! Zzzz.
• Chuck Bass (from Gossip Girls) is soooooo hot!! *shh don’t tell Boyfriend. Ed Westwick is even hotter with his British accent though.
• Blake Lively is a bad actress.
• Lauren Conrad is sooooooooooo boring.
• I’m all for plastic surgery. People should get to make their own choices.
• People over 20 shouldn’t wear anything with a TNA logo visible.
• I LOVE Girlicious no matter how trashy they are.
• I can’t stand most of Rihanna’s songs.
• Most chicklit is horrible. So are straight-on romance novels because they are too slow and boring for my taste… and the main character is almost always annoying. Zzzzz.
• I love old rock (and pop) music. One of my favorite songs is All For One by Rod Stewart, Sting and Bryan Adams and Another Day in Paradise by Phil Collins. I only write this because I can’t think of anyone of my friends who listens to them.
• I’m pro-choice. Politics and religion (and other nosey people) shouldn’t meddle with a woman’s freewill and what they choose to do with their lives.
• I’m against organized religion.
• Durian is delicious!! Especially durian milkshakes (and Chuck Bass on a durian). Yummy.
• Not exactly an unpopular opinion but people shouldn’t take things too seriously— life is too short!

What are YOUR unpopular opinions?

I find it funny when people think I’m just a blond— well, an Asian-wannabe-blond, but when they find out I’m obsessed with books and computers, they just get the biggest look of surprise on their face and it never fails to amuse me. I admit, I have more than enough of my blond moments but the only things I’m good at are on the computer and that’s where I can express my talents and creativity whether it be in writing, graphics, web design and programming. Just kidding about the last one, I wish I could program but I’ve accepted that my left-side of the brain is dead.

On the contrary, others find it unbelievable that I work for a videogame publisher and that I know what XHTML and CSS is. Does this stupid wannabe-blond girl actually know how to play videogames? No shit, Sherlock. I know how to play Sims and build bootiful houses. But yeah, best game ever!

I consider myself a bit “anti-social” that’s why I make the perfect blogger. I think I use to be a social person, but I don’t know where it all went wrong so don’t ask. I just like to do things on my own 85% of the time and I’m too independant for my own good. I express myself in words and pictures better than voice. Don’t even ask me to explain anything to you because it’ll probably take me 5 hours to get to the point and we’ll be going around in circles.

And yes… if you keep up with my blog, I AM OBSESSED WITH BOOKS. If there was one category of things that I could buy and nothing else, it would be books. Screw designer denim, make up and everything else I’m also obsessed with… even food (if I didn’t need it to survive). I haven’t been reading much lately but once I start, I’ll be hard to stop. I would live my life bald and fat if someone offered to build me a gigantic library filled with every single book in the world; but it looks like I’m getting there anyway, library or not, if I continue to bleach my hair and fine dine or pack myself with MSG-filled goodness at Asian joints with Boyfriend.

And being a red-head rocks as well. That’s my next mission.

A year ago, if you asked me what kind of music I liked best, the first thing that would come out of my mouth with no hesitation was hip hop and R&B. If you ask me now, I’d wouldn’t know what to say because I listen to EVERYTHING now from country slow jams, oldies, soft rock… blah blah blah … and hip hop would probably be the LAST thing that I would list. The one thing that really annoys me are when people are so close-minded and go like, “ew why the hell are you listening to that!!” But I have to admit I’m a little bit of a hypocrite because I would totally say that to a friend if they listen to that emo/punkish music screaming. But yeah, I swear if you put on music to the Chicken Dance, I’d probably bob my head to it (I wouldn’t go as far as to actually do the dance though).

If you asked me what I would wear back then, I would tell you shirts with cool/elaborate/swirly designs (think Ed Hardy-ish even though I’d NEVER EVER wear that now), runners, sweats, etc. etc. But then I WAS still in school then so comfort was probably the first thing that would’ve came to mind. Now, I won’t wear sweats if I can help it out to anywhere but the gym and same with runners. Okay, well I admit I do have my extremely lazy days when I would wear them especially in the summer, and those are usually accompanied with no make up either.

If you asked me what kind of architecture/interior design style I liked a year ago, I would’ve told you modern, industrial or anything that looked “futuristic” and shiny with a lot of blacks, whites and metals. Now, my dream home is an old Victorian mansion or a French-Creole style mansion in New Orleans’ Garden District or the French Quarter all complete with aged furnishing from those old eras and elaborate finishings and details. I remember my favorite field trip when I was young was to the Government House in Saskatchewan and I would feel totally at home there. We went to the Craigdarroch Castle in Victoria last weekend and walking around the restored rooms was so eery and fascinating; I would die to live there in the late 1800′s when it was still occupied. Too bad we walked through it so fast because I wanted to read everything! I can’t wait to go back there again so I can absorb as much as I can.

And I would LOVEEE to live in New Orleans. I think I’ve been obsessed with it after reading so many Anne Rice novels.

I think I went through a phase where I thought I was too “cool” to like this old stuff and anything that wasn’t “mainstream” but I’m glad I’m totally over it. There’s nothing more fascinating than old castles with secret passages… and a ghost.

I think the only thing that didn’t change about me are the books that I’ve read and will read.

I’m maturing to be a total queer and I love it.

2007 has been the best (and luckiest) year of my life. I finished school with a scholarship and graduated top of my class. I was finally able to support myself 100%. For the first time in over a decade, I did not have any homework or school projects to stress over. I got myself an awesome job with one of the most recognized companies in the world. I love my job and the Boyfriend loves my job. My jobs keeps me skinny because of the free gym. I lied. My job keeps me fat because of the gormet cafeteria and a double-dose of Nutri-V Lemon Green Tea daily (we are in the process of building a wall of it). I’m quickly paying off those student loans. I’m happily giving money back to my parents for all those years they’ve supported me. I renovated my room which is now dark and mysterious pretty (it was suppose to sound dramatic but it didn’t work). I had the right people in my life. I let go of people and unnecessary drama that came with many. I had my Boyfriend to support and be there for me 24/7. I had everything I wanted (to the point that I couldn’t even think of a real Christmas wishlist). My closet is overflowing yet my parents still won’t give me their closet (no, I don’t want to move out yet). I became more of a spoiled-brat than I already was. I ate good food. I read good books. I got a new Billy Bookcase and filled it up (who doesn’t have one of these?) I didn’t suffer any important losses. I was happy. I HAD FREEDOM (well I always did, but I guess this time it was financial freedom).

If I had one phrase to describe 2007:
I shopped the year away.

But you have to admit, if you love a book, you would want it to be made into a movie so you can actually see it physically in front of your eyes. This was the case for me in Lord of the Rings. Although the movie left out a lot of the story which I thought should’ve been included, the setting and visuals effects were stunning. It’s still my all-time favorite movie… but the book is still a lot better.

So anyway, we were watching 24 and damn, that show is seriously media-crack. It’s so freaking addicting! BUT I start reading the Sword of Truth series (by Terry Goodkind) and guess what? I got bored of 24!! I don’t even know what happened during the last couple episodes of season 4 because I couldn’t put my book down while my boyfriend was watching. There was so much more action, character development and substance in that book that a mere TV show cannot have. Even more than 24! I can’t believe I said that but it’s true. Richard Raul makes Jack Bauer look like nothing. NOTHING. :shocked:

My boyfriend loves to tell me that I’m wasting time reading and I love to tell him how much he is missing out just because he can’t sit still enough to read an entire novel (and of course, none of us really listen to each other). Too bad because I really feel bad for people who thinks books are a waste of time (and it really really pisses me off they won’t stop telling me that). Obviously you shouldn’t lock yourself up in your house for two weeks reading, but everyone should make time for it once in a while. Some people choose a book, starts reading and gives up because they made a horrible choice in a book that doesn’t live up to their taste so in turn, they never open another one up again. NOT ALL BOOKS SUCK! You just have to find one that will interest you. And here’s a tip which is one of the oldest cliche in the book, but one that EVERYONE still does: DON’T JUDGE A BOOK BY IT’S COVER!!!

I think people are often itmidated by books because of the size of it. But once you start reading, you will prefer and enjoy the longer and thicker novels because you simply don’t want the story to end. Anything less than 500 pages is considered short because it goes by way quicker than you think. You’ll find yourself quite disappointed if the book doesn’t have a sequel because you just want to know what happens afterwards!

^{(Artwork by Keith Parkinson)}

On the contrary, there is one downside to books. They make you fat! I don’t want to know how many pounds I’ve gained during the hundreds of hours I’ve laid around reading. But I guess it’s all worth it. :blush:

So anyway it’s 5:30am and I just finished making a bunch of Flash movies for my sister’s project so I think I’m going to continue reading my book until I have to go to the Boyfriend’s in the afternoon. I’m on book 4 of the Sword of Truth series and I want to finish it today. I only bought up to book 5 when I went to the states last weekend so I guess it’s time for another big order on Amazon. Yay. :drunk:

There is no better way to live than to be able to spend a lifetime seeing and experience the history of our world. I would honestly swap luxury and strip down to the bare necessities and live on the road if I was offered a chance to everything in the world for free.

Someone take me there…

“It is said that science will dehumanize people and turn them into numbers. That is false, tragically false. Look for yourself. This is the concentration camp and crematorium at Auschwitz. This is where people were turned into numbers. Into this pond were flushed the ashes of some four million people. And that was not done by gas. It was done by ignorance. When people believe that they have absolute knowledge, with no test in reality, this is how they behave. This is what men do when they aspire to the knowledge of gods.”

- Jacob Bronowski