Now I understand why we all gave up blogging about our lives through outlets such as asianavenue, xanga, or black planet (LOLOL ok i definitely had an account back then that i was probably too ashamed to tell anyone about hahahaha). As the years went on, we realized how much it's none of other people's biznaz what we've done or how we feel because seriously, blogging is time-consuming. With the time I use to sit here and type away I could very well be doing something much more productive, like sleep hahaha. But I won't. Cuz I'm STREAM. With legal age and a car, life gets way busy and there is always too much to do, too much to catch up on and too little time! I clap for extreme bloggers who get on it errrday. Someday yo, someday.

Ever since ecology ended, it's just been va va voom, boom boom pow. Volunteering at the CanFit-Pro tradeshow conference was an amazing and inspiring experience, jampacked with early mornings and glistening hot bods errrrwhere! That's what I'm sayin' yo! You know it's a fitness tradeshow when you're sampling protein bars and shakes instead of REAL food. nom nom!

Jonathan and aunts stayed at our place for a week so I got to play nanny. FUN. I especially enjoyed getting punched in the face or having my eyelids forced open at ungodly hours by the darn kid in the middle of the night. You're lucky you're cute, son.

In other news, finally got tatted .. woot! Aries sign behind the ears. A lot of people have been asking me for a deeper reason as to why I got that. Uh, well. I don't really have one other than the fact that I wanted something true to me that would never change. I guess I will never not be born on April 8th??? hahaha. Also because I am so true of an Aries, it's a little freaky. If you don't know how amazing we are, you should read up on it: http://horoscopes.aol.com/astrology/zodiac-central/aries ahhahah what an ass.

However, I like to pretend I have intelligent thoughts so let's get deeper. I think I partly wanted a tattoo for reasons more than just looking like a badass ... or following my family's trend seeing as my sister is covered in tats and my mother got one too on nowhere else but her chest (no, not when she was young -- just last year at the age of 46. yeah, she's hard). Tattoos are sought to be expressions of yourselves and a liberation of one's identity. I think that after all these years, I'm finally beginning to have an idea of who I am and I wanted to do something to mark the change. MON IDENTITÉ LOL!!!! [WOW Gr 10 history memories! The whole theme of our course was based on l'identitée canadienne and our own identitées hahah f our lives! My answers were on the lines of: I like music, I play sports, and I am heppy, so heppy wow! LOL jk. The teacher, however, did not like it and said some ish like "Non, je ne te demande pas qu'est-ce que tu fais ou ce que tu aimes... je te demande pour sa identitée." Well you know what madame, ce que je fais and what I aime makes me qui je suis and hence MON IDENTITÉE STOOPID, SO SUCK ON THAT!!!!!!]

PAYCE.

"I guess .... "

I wish we could have been more artsy people. . . . NAAAAT.  hahaha (oh relax your buns art peeps)

Of course the best time to not study is always before a final.  15 lectures .... 2 days to learn .... WHATEVA.  I will just have to hardcore channel my inner ecology masta in the next few [yeah right]......

Somehow, we found ourselves amidst a bunch of serious artistes at the AGO (art gallery of ontario).  WTF.  We're just that xtreme ... STREAAAAM.  Pretty much the most enriching experiences of our lives, if I may say so myself lolol.  Chased down by the scariest freaking female cheeto eva (code for security) -- "NO PICTURES IN HERE I'M GOING TO EAT YOU >=( !!!!!!!"  yeeeesh.

Some of our favourite pieces included:

- Cheetos under a pile of rock = urbanization on ... habitats?!?! (FML definite favourite!!!)

- Aphrodisiac lobster phone and jacket -- Dali, you's da man.

- Reclining figure #1 ..... reclining figure on a pedestal ..... reclining figure volume no.2 .... 2 reclining figures ..... recli .. ZzzZZzZzz  ...... 

To those, we can only sigh and say -- "i guess ....."

Of course, Toronto is never big enough to hide the both of us when needed to be done hahaha F our L's.  We'll leave it at that.

It must've been our day.  After a delish dinner at mr.greenjeans @ eaton's, we found ourselves in yet another interesting situation --- FILIPINO DAY/FEST?!?!?!  Jade was def on cloud nine hahaha.  Chicken adobo.

We applaud all those who take the subway to and from school/work everyday.  *clapclap*.  How the freak do y'all do it?!!??  We def had our share.  But I guess it makes everything better when there are brown men recklessly digging for treasure up they NOSEtrils NOM NOM NOM *VOM*!!!!!!  Gotta love tdot mang

Why can't we all sing like this??

Replay replay replay

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtpDCzUBvIY

I wish I had retained the 'computer programming knowledge' from the old AA days.  Haaaa.

Closure.

When all is said and done, ask yourself:

What have you done for this world?
What difference have you made in the lives of the people around you?

How will you be remembered?

More importantly ... 
How do you WANT to be remembered?

Nothing but a big old sigh. What a long couple of weeks.

I wish I could understand why, but what's done is done. Whatever it is we are trying to be told, I hope it becomes clear soon. We miss you so, so much. Don't worry, Jonathan is in good hands. He is growing up so quickly before our eyes and is becoming quite the car expert! We are going to make sure that he continues to grow as a kind, sincere, and loving person ... just like his father was. Though goodbyes are never easy, I have faith that we will see each other again one day. We love you and miss you. RIP Jeff ♥ .

With all that's happened, it really makes ya rethink your life. Oh yes dear friends, bon's about to get serious.

We often worry and complain about the stupidest little things, not realizing that we actually have it pretty good and that things could be way worse. I am definitely guilty of that -- "fml biomechanics", "holy shit i'm so fat", "why is my hair so ugly today". Now in hindsight, I wish I coulda slapped myself in the FAYCE. Be happy you even get to learn .... be thankful that you've got food in your belly ... and bitch, at least you've GOT hair to cover your bigass head okay!!! Shit.

Moral of the story - take nothing and no one for granted. Cheesy, but too true. Love your family and friends no matter how bad they effed up or how long they have not called you in [burnburnburn]. Grudges are pointless and you will only take them with you to your grave. There is certainly not enough room in there for the both of you let me just say [inappropriate?].

Thank you all for your kind condolences.

Thank you homies for the daily check-ups, texts & messages, and awkwardness of not knowing what to say as I wailed sweet face into your ears. LOVE YOUR FAYCES ♥

Eat, play, love while you still can. Just get out there and do what you wanna do. Life is definitely too short for any "what ifs".

.....and this is why I'm gonna get tatted. Next week.


PS. If all else fails, I will fall back on becoming a motivational speaker. Waddya think?