the foundation of a faith.
iTunes is spinning: midtown -"become what you hate"
okay. so my latest beef is about people ragging on
ugg boots.. and you know what i have to say about it? f*ck you. because really, aside from being the owner of a pair of ugg boots. they really do not look that bad. at the same time that they are not the best designed pair of shoes on the face of the shoeworld, but, they happen to be ultra comfy. so this is what i propose to you out there, every each and one of you who's ever said that you hate ugg boots is to try on a goddamn pair at your nearest capezios, look like you're going to drop 3 bills on this pair of boots and after giving them a fair try on, THEN come back and tell me you still hate them. maybe then i'll accept your haterant. the main reason i bought my ugg boots this season was because after last winter's toe freezing memory, i decided that this year, i don't want my toes to be freezing. and surely enough my ugg boots have not let me down in the toe freezing department and have been treated to a cushion of comfort all season long. so unless you can tell me three good reasons why you hate ugg boots without using the world "ugly" more than once or in other synonyms realted to ugly. then please. i'm all ears. oh and one more thing, don't hate me and my ugg boots because i look cuter in them than you do.
it's ten three o: and i've done enough procrastination for tonight. but i have an inkling there'll be more to come.
a sparkling entangled lace of lust.
iTunes is spinning: death cab for cutie -"405"
so. latest news just in. i'm offically
addict.ed to
addict.ed to shopping. today the bradley and i headed for an impromptu trip venturing into the likes of downtown toronto. of course, this shopping trip fueled by my desires to hit up the shops downtown and just another fun outing day with the boy. so, we hit the qew and away we went. not much traffic, exit on yonge st, head up north, turn right at the hard rock cafe, and down the ramp into the underground parking garage of yonge and dundas square. our first stop included a trip into the huge hmv located on yonge st. both bradley and i bought some good finds. him, picking up a cool looking movie titled "last night" that he's been on the lookout for a while not, but his own workingstore sunrise didn't seem to stock or carry really currently. and me, picking up a side project of arthur "ace" enders. lead vocals of the great emo band,
the early november. his side project cd, titled
i can make a mess like nobody's business, caught my eye with the artwork for the album cover, which then lead me to see that it was related to ten stuff. and being a fan of this band, i knew i couldn't go wrong with this purchase. click
here for a live movie clip of the track "whispering actually" off the i can make a mess like nobody's business album.
*random #1
-now if we had gone to new orleans for reading week like my little restless and cabin feverish little body was itching to do, we could've caught the early november on tour in new orleans on the eleventh of february, with head automatica as a headliner. mmm. drat. another good opportunity missed. till next time folks.
back to my wonderful shopping trip downtown which headed us into the direction of the eaton centre through the sears entrance and which i got to experience escada's newest spring/summer limited collection scent for 2005,
rocking rio. and it gets the jenny seal of approval. i will be telegramming the mee mee in the kong to purchase me a bottle of this goodness.
and so the eaton center didn't really bring about much of any enticement, and eventually we headed back out to yonge street for the ritual stop into
urban outfitters. and lucky me, i managed to catch another one of their good sales. the
"additional 50% redline items" good sale. to make things short, i managed to buy a lot of pretty things for a very reasonable amount. my closet is literally bloated to the brim with clothes. i need walk in closet installed stat.
so my day ended on a good note, with a sushi dinner with the girlies and a suspenseful movie called cellular. and now, it's time for bed and hotdamn it's cold. even though the weather man claims we'll be getting "spring like weather" for the next week or so. but i guess it was pretty nice today. it wasn't a bitter cold.
it's two five two: and after a late night excursion to blockbusters and sobey's for munchies i came home with this
jealous bradley?
a shelf stockful of
fierce purple gatorade. excuse me while i spend the next week peeing out purple liquid.
chasing the dream while the sunlight hits.
iTunes is spinning: say anything -"every man has a molly"
So this morning at nine o clock i popped myself out of my warm cozy bed like a yummy strawberry poptart and got myself ready for a much needed h&m excusion to fairview. yes. i did say
nine am and yes. i did actually get up. anything for shopping. we prettied ourselves up good and put on our high heeled shoes and after our mandatory pit stop at timmies, we were on the highway to the love of my life. as we exited on leslie making our right turn off the ramp and heading down to sheppard, my little heart was pitter pattering away and as we neared the mall it started beating a little faster than a little more. it was the start of an andrenaline rush. we managed to spend a little two and a half hours purusing this wonderful store. key is to get there early in the morning shortly after it opens, when there still isn't very many people in the mall yet and the store is nicely organized. we took our sweet time going from the blacks to the greens to the pinks to the reds. after making 3 seperate trips to the changing room to try on our armfuls of stash. we finally called it quits and went to make our !
purchase! so what did i end up getting?
-matching red boob pocket jackets with lauren
-a pretty black top
-a cute sweater
-scandalous unmentionables
=totaling a grand total of 171.36
what an invigorating trip. h&m is
dangerous, danger i tell you!
*random #1.
-there's something sexy that a girly feels while cruising down the highway with her gold aviators on, lipglossed lips, mariah carey on the stereo and all the while pressing her spiked stiletto heel to the gas pedal. it's something testosterone boys with their nuts and bolts and 'flat' shoes just won't understand. maybe it's the skill that's involved with womanhandling the car whilst wearing sexy shoes.
all this to top of last night's escapade at the brunny downtown on college. one of lauren's old dives from way back when in high school. and as dave tells me, the brunny is like a right of passage for anyone living in toronto. i just made mine later than most people. it was altogether a fun drunken time. even if i had to drink canadian because it was only 6.50 for a whole pitcher. trouble.
so here goes the story:
me and my friends, hello, went to this bar called with a tshirt that's yellow....
this is the culprit
these are the team players, me and my right and left boobies.
but not before a quick photo shoot with miss kormann before we left.
the craziness starts here but doesn't end here.
so at the bar, we had some greenie and jenny action.
then there was some... umm pink tongue action.
then we went skydiving.
some grab-age
then some twitty twister moves.
i don't remember this picture at all, but five bucks says that kristin took it because she liked my hair!... I WIN!
and then the fucking paparazzi came and we had to sneak out the back door to avoid having scandalous pictures of us taken. damn.
so that's some of it folks. it was a fun little night. cradle robbing, football boys, baby blues porn on playing in citvTV on the teevees behind us, snoop dogg in the house playing some eight ball action and remember kids, and flex, and flex and breathe and stretch. the bowflex.
and then tonight, i had the itching to watch blue crush. the dvd case with the bikini clad babes staring at me with the blue ocean background was a seductive temptress. and it's always around this time of year, that i get the winter blues and i know that blue crush always picks me back up with hopes that summer,
will return to me. eventually.
*random #2
-and then there's something so sexy about the
sun
surf
sand
that makes everyone look that much hotter in the summer. it's just a endorphin boosting season that i hate to see anyone cry when the sun is out. i love how the summer sun kisses my skin, my hair feels better, my legs feel smoother, my belly feels tighter and i even enjoy summer sand in my pink bikini bottoms, even if it was put there by someone.
summer is sexy
it's one zero six: and it's time for this sick baby to head to bed, right after i go pee.
frivolous disconcertings.
iTunes is spinning: damien rice -"cannonball"
so, the weather lately has been super cold. and in the midst of me complaining a friend sent
this link over. who knew. the internet is full of endless possibilities of things to
Purchase. but then again, i've perfected the art of sitting in bed surfing away on the iBook, letting it grow warm, then warmer than sizzling hot as it warms my lap up. it's kind of like a kinky cyber lapdance that somehow in the ends leaves me hot and steamy. well maybe not steamy. but warmed up like a perfect cup of hot chocolate with steamed milk. but speaking of steamy, let me grab my
make out session kit and i'll meet you on the beach in two for some nooky nook. haha.
so, in today's jenny news. my day started off with a little good old fashioned sunny side up eggs, with bacon and brown toast and a glass of water to drink for breakfast at two. then as i headed home from bradley's, with the intention to do the reading for tonight's vcc class, i instead staged an intervention for myself and headed to square fun instead with miss kormann and miss greenie. good choice i say. i bought
scandalous underwear, party dresses and just gave myself the
statutory dose of daily shopping in my system to get it going. it was good. currently, i'm on the prowl for the perfect pair of a lower heeled black pretty boots. and since it's that end of season where boots should be on sale, it's good because they'll be cheaper, but bad because they will hardley have any sizes left. and after excursioning the whole mall, i left shoeless. my little heart was broken. there was no pitter patter in my shoe collection today. but alas, tomorrow brings a brand new day in which for me to flex my fingers and shopping shoes more in search of more footwear. no i do not tire of this wonderful activity.
however, the one downfall is that i'm officially sick. i blame
brad. i used to just be perma sniffles but just one sniffle/hour. but now i'm five sniffles/second and my throat hurts.
it's twelve one three: and i hear the girlies of three o three are going out tomorrow night to cause some pink troubles.
when you think she's all you ever wanted, i'll come along.
iTunes is spinning: rachel yamagata -"would you please"
...would you please
let me slide a few words
under your door
the first three say
'i love you'
the last five
'but i can't no more'
so the snow has been getting on my bad side lately. well i guess it's not hard since i really don't enjoy the snow, and even worse is that i hate driving in the snow. i'm all slippy and my tires have no traction. and furthermore, i don't wish to spend
five hundred dollars on snow tires just so i'll avoid becoming like
this, when instead i could spend
five hundred dollars on these
gems. of course, i wouldn't have it any other way now. so then in lieu of a better word for another marketed holiday, valentines
day is fast approaching, and
here is what i propose for a romantic getaway for two. cheesy yes. done yes. but the
BEST part would be the oodles of tasty treats that come with the 'romantic couple getaway' packages. indulgences of sweet wine and... and... wait for it,
chocolate covered strawberries. that and throw in a
heart shaped jacuzzi for some bubbling steamy monkey love making and hot damn you've won my pitter pattering beating heart. so then now back to reality, you ask what i'm doing on valentines day? don't. i usually condone this holiday to be put to rest but then somedays the hopeless romantic hidden deep inside beneath the cynic and loves hope lost heart i still secretly look forward to a chocolate kiss on my pillow case or a invitation to a whipped cream bubble bath.
sweet.
simple.
said.
it's eleven: four and a give and well. the gym class heros may become presidents or superstar atheletes, but the dorks always get the girl.
good things come and go just like bad things.
iTunes is spinning: rise against -"rumours of my demise have been."
so the
volcom spring05 online catalogue has been out for a while. and upon first viewing of the little quicktime movie they put together explains why i'm so in love with this company's clothing. it's just a shame that all i can really find around here is the basic tees and sweats. i
WANT more of the volcom
fashion line.
here are my bids for sp05:
-the
estrella cami.
-the
abronia top.
-the
two bunch top.
-the
sa-she-me top.
-the
private reserved cropped pants.
-the
john hancock slim fit hoody.
and definitely:
-the
redlands cardiga!!!
-the
povd slip dress!!!
-the
reno dress!!!
and then for some accesorizzing:
-the
easter sunday socks.
-the
oh my bow no show ankle socks.
-the john hancock
wallet and
belt.
-the
liberty beach bag.
and then i need:
-the
john hancock purse.
-the angel view
tote,
purse, and
clutch.
and then as if i wasn't long winded and done already, this is for the boy in our lives:
-the
necktie.
-the
marvacle plaid blazer!!! (now this is sexy.)
-the
marvacle plaid pants.
-the
kindergarten short sleeved button up.
-the
rockaway beach polo.
-the
shadrach pants.
-the
ned plaid short.
-the
pork chop long sleeve camo thermal shirt.
-the
lynn leather wallet.
-the
speak up leather belt. heck
i want this belt!!!
so then after a good half an hour's purusing of what the spring 2005 volcom line has to offer, i have 4 spots open in my car for a first come first serve basis, only requirement is that you can drive and have fun at the same time. and where you may ask we're going kiddies?... on a road trip
TO THE VOLCOM STORE in beautiful L.A. "i'm going to california, i'm going to live the life..." sigh, till then, my sweet sweet sorrows parting with the good good morrows, until then. until then. until the volcom sample sale rolls around this year. and this year. mark my jenny words,
i will not miss it. thunder, lightening, puppy dogs and sunshine, not even kitties will deter me from making my appearance this year. aha!
it's seven four o: and there's twenty minutes till the o.c. gooodness. adam brody's waiting up for me.
i've been compromised.
iTunes is spinning: death cab for cutie -"stability"
<--this is what i want to get for ever so longly postponed replacement iPod. but it says i have to wait because it is
"coming soon". i'm also waiting on macskinz to re-issue iBook covers. still waiting after a year. just reminding you. so last night after staying up till today finishing up on my design projects. i've by now, handed in the finished product and now patiently twiddling my thumbs while it is being marked. as much as utm sucks, the one love i have for it is the utm copy center. they print out my design files, on a good quality printer, with effiecient service and very family business prices. without the utm copy center, my life would be a whole lot worse off in pertaining to my procrastination habits. here's to you utm copy center, please don't ever fade from my university life.
and once again, after class, i was guilty of going to the mall. met up with my loves, my right and left boobies. and away we shopped. funny. how i'm the only one who always ends up getting a bunch of stuff, but they were all good buys including a 20 dollar skirt 23 something with tax from aritzia in which i got to use my five dollar ch-ching! card. wooo. if only i had it swiped before the end date. i could've won a shopping spree from the store of many good things for not good prices.
tomorrow is a day of reading roland barthe's "camera lucida". if anyone has the coles notes version or would just sacrificingly and willingly volunteer to read it and summerize the main points including the important themes and theories that would be great. i'll be waiting in unit three on three room b.
it's ten one eight: and as santa says, and to all a good night...LO LO LO!
the unattainable will too go on sale eventually...
iTunes is spinning: Millencolin - "the ballad"
so. i think i've officially gotten over my jet.lag. officially. but not to be mistaken and confused with insomnia or rather the more popular procrastination i do that leads me to leave unstarted and unfinished project till the night before and therefore result in me staying up until unknown and unexplored hours of the day. but you know what, i think i secretly, on purposely, dutifully, and of course very diligently of me leave projects not done until the last minute. i enjoy the crunch timeclock looming over my head, forcing me to crank the wheels of creativity and producing a masterpiece on which procrastination helped evolve out of my mind. mmm.
anyways so who wants to be the
"super sexy man" 
, to my
sparkle puff pipsi 
? ? ?
in other exciting news, i was thinking lately, that, among the after christmas sales, that, well, i love shopping. as if that's any
new news, but i was also thinking that retail-non-sale-prices are so depressing. but then some things are just ridiculously priced at retail price. (a la juicy couture wear or stupid tna line that's so pricey). but then as an avid shopper, supporter of consumerism, and well, just a damn good sense of fashion is that well. sometimes, it takes that 150 dollar juicy "grass green" sweatpant to not have a 10 inch space of crotch from hanging out under your hoo-hoo. and also, it may take that 90 dollar supplex gray with pink pipping tna stretch pants to actually give your bum some lift and omph. they don't call the line tna for nothing eh. it's been confirmed by jon chew that all girl's asses look nice in those pants. however, i fail to report on the 't"-ness of the sweatshirts.... but then again, as a long-time-lover-raised-by-my-thriftyasianmeemee of bargain sales is that, sometimes, you just have to know where to shop to be able to find that cute baby blue helmut lang skirt hanging behind the vivienne westwood cocktail dress at I.T, or to frequently shop winners to find that sexy pair of black pumps of which i ever so constantly rave about but would never succumb my poor little feet to actually wear them and then maybe walking all of hongkong, going into every single shoe store alive, just to find that one pair of pumas in the right size and for the right sale price. it's the rush, the feeling, the light-headed feeling, the whip lashes, the window shopping of dior, the snobbery, the elite, the haute couture, the bargain stores, the glory of it all... that i'm forever engaged to this addict.ion of mine that keeps me coming back and back and back for mores. *okay, now i can breath.
it's five one three: and as pearl jam tells me, "i can't find a betterman".
tickling the inner strings of weakness.
iTunes is spinning: saosin -"translating the name"
concert up date and here are jenny's picks for the next little while:
1.
January 25, 2005
Broken Social Scene
thirty dollars
Lee's Palace
*special note: this is a benefit concert to aid the tsunami relief.
2.
March 3, 2005
Taste of Chaos tour!!!
-the used
-senses fail
-saosin
-..and others more.
twenty nine. fifty
arrow hall.
3.
March 10, 2005
Matchbook Romance and Motion City Soundtrack!!!!!!!!
$n/a. goes on sale tomorrow.
-i know i said last time was the LAST time i'll watch MR for a while.... but but BUT motion city soundtrack!!! how can one resist. and here's hoping to some new stuff from MR.
it's ten o nine: and i'm saving my pennies and dollar dollar bills for concert tickets.
stars hung on a string.
iTunes is spinning: coheed and cambria -"god sent conspirator"
1. Are you an innie or an outie?:
innie
2. Have you ever worn bell-bottoms?:
i'm sure i have or super big flares
3. Have you ever written a song?:
secretly in my head but never publicized
4. Can you make change for a dollar right now?:
umm almost i think. i've got a bunch of loonies and some spares ones. if you don't mind having other currencies thrown in there (hk dollars, us dollars, yen) thrown in there as well then, yes.
5. Have you ever been in the opposite sex's public toilet?:
yup, sure have. and sometimes i think the mens toilet is cleaner. another unsolved mystery.
6. Have you ever smelled your own feet?:
hahahahaha. bleh.
7. Do you like ketchup on or beside your french fries?:
on the side, i like do dabble my fries. they get soggy sitting under ketchup for too long.
8. Can you touch your toungue to your nose?:
no..
9. Have you ever been a boy/girl scout?:
guides please.
10. Have you ever broken a mirror?:
actually i haven't... *knocks on mirror..i mean wood.*
11. Have you ever put your toungue on a frozen pole?:
do i look stupid to you? this is a rhetorical question. haha.
12. What is your biggest pet peeve?:
high wasted, close tapered pants.
13. Do you slurp your drink after its gone?:
sure do :-)
14. Have you ever blown bubbles in your milk?:
damn right i have!
15. Would you rather eat a Big Mac or a Whopper?:
chicken
16. Have you ever gone skinny-dipping?:
no, and question is why haven't i?!
17. When you are at the grocery store, do you ask for paper or plastic?:
funny, i've never really had the choice.
18. True or False: You would rather eat steak than pizza.:
mm definitely. had one of the best rib eye steaks in recent memory back home
19. Did you have a baby blanket?:
...maybe... and maybe once when i was younger i fell asleep playing with my hot pink silly putty and refusing to put it away when my mee mee said so...and woke up with it all mushed up and stuck into a fuzzy corner of my beloved blankey. *tear.
20. Have you ever tried to cut your own hair?:
jennifer's salon is awesome! right brad?
21. Have you ever sleepwalked?:
not that i know of.
22. Have you ever had a birthday party at McDonalds?:
hmm not so sadly no.
23. Can you flip your eye-lids up?:
haven't really had the itch to attempt it.
24. Are you double jointed?:
maybe in my fingers.
25. If you could be any age, what would you be?:
of course, forever 21
26. Have you ever gotten gum stuck in your hair?:
surprisingly no.
27. Have you ever thrown-up after a roller coaster ride?:
no.
28. What is your dream car?:
import-skyline gtr 34-r. european-ferrari360, american-classic stang.
29. What is your favorite cartoon of all time?:
she-ra and jem.
30. Would you go swimming in shallow waters where, one year earlier, a shark had attacked a child?:
sure. unless the waters were literally infested with sharks.
32. Have you ever eaten a dog biscuit?:
almost! once. when my sister tried to trick me. but i tell ya, sometimes my doggy's treaties are damn good smelling.
33. If you were in a car sinking in a lake, which would you do first:
maybe try to get out!!?? i dunno.
34. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?:
no. but alexisonfire has.
35. Can you pick something up with your toes?:
yup go toes go!
36. How many remote controls do you have in your house?:
umm two.
37. Have you ever fallen asleep in school?:
zzzzzzzzz
38. How many times have you flown in an airplane in the last year?:
enough, yet not enough.
39. How many foreign countries have you visited?:
a few
40. If you were out of shape, would you compete in a triathlon if you were somehow guaranteed to win a big, gaudy medal?:
of course!! i like big gaudy metallic objects to further clutter up my room..
41. Would you rather be rich and unhappy, or poor and happy?:
rich rich and happy!
42. If you fell into quicksand, would you try to swim or try to float?:
well i hope that i'd have a Nausicca happening where the quick sand gives away to a hole leading to an under forestry area.
44. Do you ask for directions when you are lost?:
yes. i admit when i don't know my way around. unlike the male species.
45. Have you ever had a Mexican jumping bean?:
yes! they're entertaining enough for a bit
46. Are you more like Cinderella or Alice in Wonderland?:
alice in wonderland.
47. Would you rather have an ant farm with no ants or a box of crayons with broken points?:
ant farm with no ants! who likes broken crayons.
48. Do you prefer light or dark bread?:
pumpernickel.
49. Do you prefer scrambled or fried eggs?:
sunny side up
50. Have you ever been in a car that ran out of gas?:
mmm not yet. i'm sure it's one of those inevitable occurances that everyone experiences at last once in their lifetime.
it's eight one seven am: time check and this is frightening too much on the verge of becoming a routine.
you create your own chances.
iTunes is spinning: rachel yamagata -"under my skin"
the weatherman says that tonight will be: -1, but it feels like -8, with 100% humidity, a trace of rain and it's "freezing drizzle". i've always wondering what freezing drizzle looks like. now i know.
in other great news, after doing some "homework", i was finally able to snonkzoozed my way into dreamland lastnight, the best feeling this year so far. and today, i went back into work at the wonderful hitachi. wonderful for it's close proximity and the raise in my salary! woot woot. seems like there's a steady stream of work for the next little good while. which is good news because that means cashmoney.
wishing my fridge was like back home:
l-r: yakult, hi-c lemon tea, 'muk jing wai tai lai', and bruk beer.
last night i went with my lover lauren for a 'quick' late night trip to shoppers drug mart for supposedly what all i needed was deoderant. what i ended up getting was:
-body wash
-body lotion
-vitamin c
-tylenol
-hershy kisses
-pez dispenser
-candy cane for lauren
-unmentionables
-and of course, deoderant
=38.46.
however, i did end up with a good deoderant. my usual lady speed stick, invisible, in a fresh peach scent-advice of the shoppers stock girl as "really awesome smelling" on which i took her advice. i'm glad i did, because it does smell good. my armpits smell like
fresh peaches. i'm also not so slowly devouring my new bottle of vitamin c pills. i think it's a lie and a hoax that you're only suppose to have
one vitaminC goodness a day. jenny recommends at least
three vitamin c pills a day. keep that in mind.
jonny and jenny:
i look like i'm about to cry... hmmm. maybe it was because jonny broke his pressie for me from bermuda. how can you do that to a piece of your home! haha. well at least now it's sprinkled in the meeting place.
it's ten twenty six: and i think i missed smallville tonight. aiyo.
a strange descent.
iTunes is spinning: stars -"your ex-lover is dead"
(first of many new songs courtesy of bradley)
so it's been over 24 hours that i've lain awake inside my own mind. i was lulled into a sleepy state at about 6pm today, but that was when i still had school and still had to drive home and tehrefore i did anything i could to tell me mind i wasn't sleepy. and now, when i want sleep the most. i'm awake. of course. that's what a true insomniac is in times of j.etlaggedness.
a sofy snuggly friend from home:
meet gingydude.
there were various random thoughts of interest that i always keep filed away in my head, meaning to relate them back here into the lost world wide web. and now, i can't seem to muster the luster that filled my twinkly mind a few hours ago. i've been walking in a daze and my brain's been operating at the speed of snails. i can't even remember what i'm talking about here. it's time to retire and hopefully let sleep take over my poor battered sleep deprived laden with sore bones body.
it's four o five am: and thank the lord i don't have classes tomorrow... i do however, have work. but work=money=shopping=jennysatisfied.
when the world stand stills and i'm the only one breathing.
iTunes is spinning: straylight run -"toolsheds and hot tubs"
TEN Random Things About Me
10. currently sufferring from harsh cabin fever.
09. still heartbroken over my agnes b boots being sold out.
08. in search of .5 credit to take.
07. i have an itch to travel.
06. currently in purple striped undies and my boyfriend's tshirt.
05. i can handle the truth despite popular convictions.
04. 'the one' is full of bullshit.
03. have a craving for bacon.
02. i have a soft spot for animals.
01. unemotional on the outside, full of tears on the inside.
NINE Places I've Visited
09. korea
08. thailand
07. california
06. singapore
05. oregon
04. the praries
03. shenzhen
02. the toilet
01. the mall.
EIGHT Things I Want To Do Before I Die
08. do eventually have my own studio loft to put around in.
07. surf in hawaii
06. indulge in lovemaking rump shaking scandalous acts on hot beaches.
05. be the proud owner of a one eye blue one eye green huskie pup.
04. get a boob job.
03. become truly in love with someone.
02. meet josh hartnett and confess my undying love for his soulful brown eyes.
01. never settle.
SEVEN Ways To Win My Heart
07. serenade me on an acoustic.
06. take me on a 1-1 game of ball.
05. be spontaneous.
04. remember the little things.
03. sensitive enough, not too nice and with a dash of the rebel within.
02. understand where i'm coming from and take it into perspective.
01.
wanting to be there for me.
SIX Things I Believe In
06. marc jacobs
05. betsey johnson
04. manolo blahnik
03. (swearing on) chanel
02. chloe
01. haute couture.
FIVE Things I'm Afraid Of
05. cockroaches
04. cheaters
03. giving up
02. not going anywhere
01. being in one place my whole life.
FOUR Of My Favorite Items In My Bedroom
04. my iBook.
03. my soft gingerbread dude.
02. my sexy black chrome heeled pumps by michael kors.
01. my insanity.
THREE Things I Do Every Day
03. procrastinate
02. insomniate
01. deviate.
TWO Things I'm Trying To Not Do Right Now
02. give in to the evilness of being jetlagged. i can't seem to shake the satan off my back this time.
01. flunk my ass out of school.
ONE Person I Want To See Right Now
01. no one.
it's six o one am: and somebody help me sleep.
at a time when i've lost all clutches of the world, hopes abound in another.
iTunes is spinning: sunday's best -"the hardest part"
i miss: my mee mee, my sister, my stinky winky dog, my dad
i miss:, waffle egg balls, 5hk$ bubble tea, yakult, chicken congee
i miss:, my firm foundationmy, seemingly endless bounty of happiness, my affinity to put on a smile every morning, my life five years ago.
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*(shh don't tell anyone that i've just told you i'm missing.....)
in my other worldly news, i've been thinking a lot lately of doing something alone. and by alone i'm not sure exactly what i feel as to doing something alone. maybe i'll go watch a movie with me, take me out to shopping, enjoy a joyride for one, a trip for one. hmm. a trip for one...hawaii, costa rica, amsterdam, milan, london, australia... i see costa rica and amsterdam being one of the more cheaper ones. but i guess most of the times, one wants company while abroad. or one might argue the monstrosity of an idea of letting a single girl wander the globe trotting to her favourite stores while unsuspectingly a rapist or a muderer may be lurking in the changing rooms unknown. so if you want to come on a trip, i'll take you away.
this year already i regret that last year's gone by so quickly.
it's ten o nine: and i want to go
home, and if you could be so nice as to point me in the right direction of which is home i'll be forever grateful.
the sins of my conquests will save my soul.
iTunes is spinning: the stills -"lola stars and stripes"
(tidbit: after seeing the best of wedge last night, i was reminded of all the cool stills songs i downloaded in hongkong, a pure influential reflection off off seth cohen's soul.)
so after a horrendous plane trip that brought me from,
hongkong-tokyo: 5 hours
stopover: 4 hours
tokyo-chicago: 12 hours
stopover: 3 hours
chicago-toronto: 1 hour.
= 25 hours of goodness.
on the plus side, i whilt away the hours in chicago by chatting it up with a certain young gentleman named luke donavan. i met him while we both were agonizingly awaiting our plane ride back to toronto. home for me, fun for him who currently resides in halifax. majoring in commerce and so far as i can tell, an all around cool guy who likes to play ball and ski. both of which i approve of. he told me i was cool, unlike most of the girls he knows who are 'boring'. girls aren't boring. we're equipped with so many fun qualities and trinkets. enough to boggle any young man's mind. the female species, a woman, girl, mother, daughter, sister, friend/foe... a chalice (dan brown reference). well. i would say that we're a dangerous specimen. beknownst to most men, the full pontential of our powress. heh. so back to what i was talking about. luke was telling me that on alexander keith's birfday the bars in halifax give out free beer!!! wow. that sanctioned a vote for going to halifax for a visit. i'm not sure what else does.
bah.
all along i was eager to come back. and now coming back. i'm not so sure anymore. i feel as though this year has already brought on so many
changes. i'm a girl of changes... but i'm not sure i like these new changes. but in accordance to my personality, i'll prolly go on living without really acknowledging them or giving two turds. but deep inside, i'm a mumble jumble of confusion on how i want to proceed with my hardly lived yet. this body needs to see pieces of the world.
so i've been thinking a lot lately. that i'll be okay.
it's five thirty three: and the world is glossed over with a layer of snow and it's covering the happiness to my soul.
lost in tokyo.
iTunes is spinning: (whatever the tokyo airport intercoms is playing)
i'm stranded in the tokyo airport for another 3 hours. my connecting flight to chicago has been delayed for another 1 something hours. and now. now. i'll prolly miss my connecting flight from chicago to toronto. BOOOOOOOOO. save me. someone. anyone.... hellllllo?
no idea what time it is: and all i'm craving is some good ol' north american style bacon and eggs with a side of hashbrowns.
it frightens to see how easily i can misplace myself
iTunes is spinning: damien rice - "i remember"
looking back on a year that i can barely remember anymore.
What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before? stayed in on new year's eve for the first time in my rebellious years. didn't feel much of the celebration fever.
Did you keep your last new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year? well i don't even remember last years, so that was that. and next year. well till then. as for this year... my resolution was to endure the struggles of letting go, or more so, learn how to let go.
Did anyone close to you give birth? baby no!
Did anyone close to you die? blessedly no.
What countries did you visit? singapore and finally a trip back home to hong kong.
What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004? relieve myself of this cabin feverish dream i've been living in for the past little while.
What dates from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? the april showers.
What was your biggest achievement of the year? furthering my masters in procrastination.
What was your biggest failure? not doing what my gut tells me to do more often.
Did you suffer illness or injury? i'm always sniffly.
What was the best thing you bought? a sexy pair of black chrome stiletto heeled michael kors pumps. size 6. slurp. the envy of my eye.
Where did most of your money go? one word. shopping.
What did you get really, really, really excited about?
What song will always remind you of 2004? too many too good too much.
Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder? blissfully happier.
b) thinner or fatter? deliciously fatter
c) richer or poorer? shoppingly poorer.
What do you wish you'd done more of? anything involving scandal.
What do you wish you'd done less of? wishing for something that never was and never will be.
Did you fall in love in 2004? love is not enough.
What was your favorite tv program? the o.c.
Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? does the customs guy count.
What was the best book you read? dan brown's array of mystery novels.
What was your greatest musical discovery? i can play drums on my belly.
What did you want and get? nothing and everything
What did you want and not get? everything and nothing.
What was your favorite film of this year? garden state.
What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? celebrating being forever twenty one at the playgrounds of wonderland.
What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? a trip with you.
How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004? more daring, bolder and even brighter.
What kept you sane? retail therapy.
Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? adam brody.
What news headline stirred you the most? of course, the asian tsunami incident, i feel so close in proximity to these countries yet so helpless in my ability to contribute.
Who did you miss? my cute grandmother.
Who was the best new person you met? a rocker to be.
Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004: i think i still have yet to learn this valuable lesson. but as always, take it as it comes.
family dinner at madison's, a swank 'uptown' restaurant in hong kong. so far from the maddy's i know in downtown toronto full of college kids with drunken aurora.
it's toronto time 1132 and hong kong time 1232: and my time has come to leave this place which i once called home but now i feel so foreign in to return to a place that's no more home but one i feel more settled in. eight five two.
a story with a kiss that is mine to tell.
iTunes is spinning: jeff buckley -"last goodbye"
current brainjunkfood:
so yesterday, after being a pain in the Lo family's bum and whining every part of the way, i grudgingly went along for the family outing (winky dog included) to the quaint
lamma island. interesting tidbit: this is where
chow yun fat was born yay. so our journey started:
welcome to lamma island. how did we get here? why ferry of course.
aboard the ferry, and because we had a dog, we had to sit in the cargo area, where we befriended another cute puppy.
obligated lo family picture just the five of us...
a few steps down the path from the ferry pier, we were greeted by another cute cocker from up above.
and among the cute little makeshift book stand store in an alley way, this is double,, one of the master's 7 dogs he owns. here is where i picked up candace bushnell's trading up for 20 hong kong dollars. that's cheap. that's like less than 4 canadian dollars! hurrah! now i've completed ms bushnell's set. and i can finally folllow janey wilcox's story from "4 blondes".
this is a ferocious kitty who doesn't let any strange mangly dog tread upon his territory. this kitty lives with an old man who owns a little dessert place where we stopped for refreshments before going on our way.
"the herbgarden" or outside the herbgarden. where dead sunflowers lie. it was pitiful site.
i got to be the lucky candidate who got to wait outside the herbgarden with the now reallyyy stinky winky dog who wasn't allowed to visit the pristine and immaculately kept garden. i didn't really feel the loss. see the sea behind me?
last but not least, we ate at a little cute thai restaurant/bar before we headed back to the mainland. it was located on "sunset bastard boulevard" haha. i thought it was funny. i had pad thai and a half pint of strongbow for dinner. it was yumms.
till morrow my friends.
it's hongkong time 12:32 pm and toronto time 11:32 pm and today my mom is making me clean my room before we head out to do our last few days of shopping. there's sitll so much iu want to buy i gotta to narrow it down and pick out a few investment pieces. besides, spending foreign money doesn't count. haha.
