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?

Highest high-tide, lowest low-tide

I enjoy using the knowledge that I am forced to indulge my face into to relate to everyday life.  

Just let me. 

Lowest Low-Tide

What is up with July?  For some reason, this month has just been -- for lack of better words -- balls ass.  In particular, family members seem to suddenly be going one by one.  I can't say I know how to handle these situations very well, but I know that the best thing for me to do right now is just to remain calm and collected, especially in front of mom, aunts and other family members who are currently very much emotionally unstable right now.  They're all flying back to HK as I speak, which is probably for the best.  I cannot imagine what my uncle and cousins must be going through, but I can only hope that they find comfort, peace and strength soon.  Our thoughts are with you.  RIP 舅母 ＆ 三姨丈

Highest High-Tide

On a brighter note, the last two weekends have been nothing short of excitement!

SKYDIVING

Basically the most Xtreme [STREAAAAAM] day of our lives.  Num and I did it with SkyDive Toronto in Cookstown [insert jingle here, jade haha].  Jade and Betty came for moral support, but more to await on the fate of their inheritances of our assets if the parachutes would decide to let our fatasses drop lolol love you guys too!

8 hours were spent waiting for 'COLUMBUS' clouds to clear [you love my life], but never a dull moment with your favourite rude gyalz in the boonies:

- Crazy 8 countdown    [champion, merci beaucoup]

- Our new fav card game with les actions INTENSIFS   ['X' .. STREAAAM..!!!]

- Showcasing our gifted vocals with 'GUESS THAT HUMDINGING SONG' [i just made up the name, pretty good, non?!?!] where being able to hum was suggested, but not required hahah.

- NOM NOM NOM ... OBVS.  bananabread. cookies. burgers. smartfood.pink elephant popcorn!!!  

- Discuss provocative issues that matter   ["So ... has he done THIS to you ..." *Lift shirt, spread the jam, do the wiggle* HAHAHAH]

Good freaking times.

8 hours later -- JUMPTIME..!!!  I would get suited up with a jailbird ensemble & Mr. Latvian lova lova [my instructor] decided that a MEDIUM conehead cap would fit me.  You so serrrrious, Alex?!  Needless to say, he left after a few good tries and came back with an XL.  Story of my life.  

We got up to about 10 000 ft and it was MASS cold.  Num's latvian cuddled her.  It was like hot sex on a plane.  HAHAHHA JK.  Once we reached height everyone just shuffled out and basically got thrown out of the plane so there was no time to be scared.  Except when I watched Num go ahead of me and she immediately dropped wayyyy down ... FML.  You really could not feel that nasty gut feeling you'd get on the Behemoth or something so it was SWEET..!!  Alex kept tapping me at 6000ft to pull the chute, but I was being too STREAAAM at the camera so he ended up saving both our lives hahaha.  The view was absolutely amazingggg, other than the fact that the harness was half choking my neck as we were spinning down [the latvian and I had language barriers ... I no undastand].

The idiots screwed up numra's pics and gave me some other dude's.  Sweet.  But we both got the vids so it's all good..!!  

An expensive hobby, but SO FREAKING WORTH IT..!!!  BUCKET LIST.  NOW.

GRAND BEND WEEKEND -- NSP Vball Tour & Reunion 

To be cont'd .......

I love how mass long my entries are hahaha ANYTHING TO AVOID STUDYING..!!! :)

I have every intention of recounting our XtreMe skydiving day, but that will have to wait til this dumbdumbdumb ecology midterm is outta my FAYCE (friday aka way too far away)!!

Summer school rocks my world. 

Yayayayay

Jade stepped in poo.  Barefoot.

HAHAHAHAHA.  I love you.

The Yellow in the White. Like pee in the snow.

So I’d always been complaining about how the Asian population in London [ecology talk, of course. fml] is virtually non-existent.  Rather, I never see many, if any of them [‘many if any’ say it fast x10 … anyone else end up with ‘mansasdfjdfkn’??].  This can be explained by several theories. 

1 – I spend the bulk of my time on the wrong side of campus [completely opposite from the Science/Math buildings heh heh]. 

2 – No other Asian parent aside from my mother would ever allow their child, after being forced into countless years of Chinese/math/piano/Art/English/every freaking extra class you can come up with, to end up in something as esteemed as Kin, where 80s and even 90s derive from serving balls over nets [loveeeee..!].  Of course to avoid completely pissing her off, I went into the science stream [STREAAAAAM].

3- They have all migrated to areas in which bbt/dimsum/bootleg dvds are just a few reckless drives away.      [hahahah]

Last year, all of us minority folks in Kin tried counting our peeps to see who there were less of [Kin ppl - always finding the competition in everything].  Note: ‘Minority’ was standardized as anyone not Caucasian … or really, just white [blunt, I know, but who really says Caucasian??  Or maybe I’m just rude.  Rude gyal].  Basically, I got 5 on my end [me, trang, liv, sam … and me haha].  Although, the browns might take it home à Akshaan and Megha hahaha representttt..!  Chinese and brown people/parents go hand in hand, really.   But let’s not get too racist now [keyword being 'now' lol].  The equity members must be shitting themselves hahah.

ANYWAY – the point was not to offend anyone, although God did seem to grant me this wonderful gift as I often do it publicly and mindlessly almost everywhere I go [WHO THE FUCK EATS YOGURT AT MARBLE SLAB???  *man beside our table glares intently at me* … fml].  Next year’s resolutions: Be more aware of surroundings before opening mouth. 

Trangalang, my little Asian dumpling of London, drove me around yesterday and showed me where our pee-pos be at lol.  FINALLY FOUND A DECE PHO RESTAURANT HALLELUJAH..!!!  Maang, that’s what I’m saying  yo.  No more of this 10 dorrars for a dinky bowl of imitated rice noodles … where ma raw beef/fish balls/cow stomach at BEEECH?!?  I love how it’s the battle of the Viets vs. Cambodians here lol..!  Apparently the Cambodians are the badasses [and suppliers, if ya know what I mean lolol].  That’s so freaking funny.  Jenny, you’d fit right in here bahaha..!!  She took me to the Asian ‘supermarkets’ here [yes, we’re THAT cool] and they would probably shit themselves if they ever came to T&T.  Thanks again for driving me around the whole day dearest to see all the ‘ghetto’ areas of London haha baby you ain’t seen nothing yet…!!   Missed you :)!

Oh yeah, she was also telling me how all the Asians here either deal drugs [bbt joint used as cover-up … brilliant] or work at the Chicken factory that supplies McD’s chicken [LMAO].  That tickled my cravings so much that I decided to go support my Asian Londoners.  

Presented in front of me are 6 delicious nuggets that are staring crispily at ma faace.  

5 .  

Nomnomnom... the Taste of Asia .... London stylin' lolol!  

To you, great chicken factory workers, I raise my nugget ...... hazaaa..!

Ha-row creeps.

Lmao yeah I freaking would.  Now that I have so much free time in London not studying for ecology [5.more.weeks….of.6.fml], I thought I’d be cooler than I already am and start a blog heh heh heh….!  You guys love it or you would not be here [suckas]!   That, or you are all just lurking around to see what kinda mess I am getting myself into next lol jerks..!!   BUT, besides helping me fail ecology, waste precious time, and being the source of entertainment for all your boring lives [ha], this will hopefully stop the string of hate mail, fb and text msgs that I’ve been receiving, entailing such hostile content as, “where the hell have you been”, “bitch, we’re not friends anymore”, “why the hell are you always so busy, do I need to book an appointment”, “I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever” etc etc.  Love is in the air …. RUDE GYALS!   This will hopefully help us stay connected because summer is just way too long to be separated…!!!  Or 4 days.  Barfing yet? :)

Maang speaking of blogs, I was really bored one night and tried looking up all our old AA sites ONLY to find that they no longer existed … SAD.  They were too epic for words.  “Shoutout to ma home gyals .. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE [betjenjaenumgen]” and then proceeding to comment on each one telling them how much they meant to me LOL good times.  I did, however, find my old Friendster and this is what I said about myself at the tender age of ….15?  16? 

About me:

I....

- am a freak of nature

- am highly addicted to volleyball

- am determined to be eXtreme like the eXtreme ppl at eXtreme fitness

- have a great capacity for alcohol lol            [I would say that.]

- am constantly fascinated by the stupid things ppl do 

- look like the biggest bitch .. am not .. i swear it.

- will be the next harajuku girl.

 

Yeeaah ... nothing's changed.