Month: June 2006

  • Revamp.


    I’ve decided that I’m going to redecorate my room this summer just because if I’m not at work or outside, you would find me in my room all the time, and that’s not even an “almost”, it’s all the time. I hardly lounge around the house as much as I want to because simply, I just find the rest of the house not as comfortable and visual appealing. (You can tell that my parents have a terrible sense of home decor, and matching abilities.)


    I’m thinking of painting the walls along these lines:



    And I probably even want to do exactly the same thing, but alas, I have a tiny room and a bed that size would probably take up the entire room.


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    Enrol, De-enrol.


    Oh my goodness, I’ve been trying to enrol in my year courses for the past hour and 45 minutes, with only PHYSICS in my hand. Everything else is either full or restricted. I can’t believe how this system works. It’s ridiculous!!! The only reason why I’m still sane is because I’m still on that ‘high’ from getting accepted to Concurrent Education. If I had to give a rating from one to ten for staff hospitality and guidance shown to current students at York, it would have to be -1. They’re so useless.


    Yorkies, agree?


     


    *(btw, how many of you can’t read the font right now. Because I have a couple of people telling me that the font is all squished together, but it appears normal on my browser. Does anybody know how to fix it so that everybody views my page equally?)

  • Life, Here I Come!!!!


    I know this may sound odd, but for all my xangan supporters out there (you guys know who you are… those three people who actually commented from their hearts , and also for those that were supporting in spirit), I want to thank you guys SO MUCH. What’s ironic is that, these people who lend their heart out in support of me, are the people who I’ve never even met before (Alanus, Rwyh_robynlee, and TheThinkingMansIdiot). Thanks for being such great people.


    But surprise surprise, I am jumping for joy because I just got this from my university site:


    Fall/Winter 2006 (Faculty Of Education, B.Ed., Inter/Senior Individual And Society & Science):
    You may enrol in Fall/Winter 2006 courses, beginning June 22, 2006 at 16:30 PM.


    TEACHER’S COLLEGE, HERE I COME!!


    I am THIS HAPPY!!!!!



     


    If I ever bump into you guys on the streets, I’ll buy you all a drink. : )
    (Dave, thanks for having faith in me still, even when I was yelling at you )


     

  • Defeated & Broken.


    When I saw N’s messenger name, the way it was titled and his exclamation of excitement to the world that he made it to teacher’s college, butterflies just roamed in my stomach. How about me? Uncertainty weighted me down. I quickly grabbed the mailbox key and dashed out to the summer heat and ran to the neighbourhood mailbox. I took a deep breath before inserting the key into the keyhole and slowly released the lock to unleash the awaiting messages inside. To my dismay, there was only one letter; but it wasn’t the one that I was looking for.


    I sadly walked back home and cheked if I got accepted through my University’s account. No, it wasn’t there. All the “maybe’s” ran through my head, and I just sat there and felt defeated. I don’t usually take this well, but I didn’t cry, no — not a single tear dropped.


    With such unhappy news, I ran to the closest (yet furtest) person from me: Dave. I called him and talked in a deep and solemn voice, — but he didn’t notice any of my sorrow. Instead, it was all obsolete to him.


    Then I laid in bed and thought about all the possibilities, the certain and the uncertain. Suddenly, I felt broken. Not so much because I didn’t get into teacher’s college, but unlike many couples, I didn’t have my other-half to be here to physically support and cope with me.


    I curled and held my knees. I don’t know if I like what this relationship is offering anymore. I just knew I really needed him to be here, but the very fact is — he can’t, he isn’t, and won’t ever… be where I am.


     

  • Home Decorating.


    I’m so envious of my teacher and her new house. I must say, with my pickiness with interior designing, my teacher did a fantastic job from what she probably just seen out of a home decorating magazine and decided to copy off of. She did a great job copying.


    I’m so jealous of all the people who has that capacity (time and money) to actually (buy a new house) or even to revamp their lifestyles with new modern designer desks, cups, vases, and nicely colour cordinated painted walls. I just don’t have that ability to fulfill my interior designing dreams right now, as in, renovating my room, because I just don’t have the time and money.


    I helped my teacher paint her walls yesterday with the colour Biscotti from Benjamin Moore. At first, we weren’t sure if that was going to clash with the opposing walls (which was a medium ivory colour), but we did it anyway, and we ended up liking it. I must say, the colour is very soothing. Everytime I look at the walls, it makes me want to fall asleep, (– or go fetch a cup of coffee and turn up the jazz or something.) Anyway, I’m off to her house tomorrow to help her paint again.


    This inspires me to keep an eye on what I would like to see in my future house. Actually, Dave and I have already done so. We saw this clipping in the newspaper on one of our train rides to the city, and it was a nice modern house with high ceilings. We said to ourselves that we would like a high ceiling house in the future, with lots of windows and open concepts.


    The following pictures are from Nate Berkus.com






  • Joe Who?
    (article from joe.ca)


    Meet Joe, as in Joseph Mimran, the man synonymous with Canadian fashion. He is, after all, the dynamic force behind three of Canada’s greatest Canadian retail success stories – Alfred Sung, Club Monaco and Caban.


    Now, Joe brings his keen fashion sense and savvy to Joe Fresh Style, our brand new apparel department filled with his trademark clean, crisp and oh – so stylish wardrobe separates and staples. All at prices you simply have to see to believe.


    So how did Superstore, Canada’s fresh foods, health and beauty, and home and lifestyle store hook up with fashion superstar Joe Mimran? Fact is that Joe collaborates with us on our widely popular President’s ChoiceTM Home Collection. (You know those sleek and simple PCTM kitchen accessories, the stainless steel cookware and the crisp linens? Joe and his team designed them.)


    And we couldn’t wait to collaborate with him once again for our new apparel line. After all, Joe has an incredible eye for fashion. He understands what men and women want to wear. He knows his fabrics. And his execution is legendary.


    It’s like he was born to be in the fashion business.


    Luckily, fate – or you could say fashion – intervened. In 1977, at the persuasion of his brother Saul. Alfred Sung was their first success, followed by the immensely popular Club Monaco and Caban organization (sold to Polo Ralph Lauren in 2000).


    Which brings us to today, with Joe focusing his efforts on this latest success story in the making – Joe Fresh StyleTM.


    Check out his fabulous spring fashions. They’re fun. They’re fresh. They’re priced just right. And they’re conveniently located inside selected Superstores.



    Joe Why? Joe What and Joe Where?


    When was the last time you had a spare moment to yourself – let alone one to shop for the latest fashions? No need to answer. We know how precious little time you have. And that’s the ‘why’ behind Joe Fresh StyleTM – our brand new apparel department located inside selected Superstores.


    Joe Fresh StyleTM is a fashion oasis. Where else can you shop for fresh oranges, shampoo, a few storage bins and a chic new trench coat? Next time you’re picking up groceries, take a stroll through the Joe Fresh StyleTM department – up to 10,000 square feet of it.


    Browse through the stylish separates, wardrobe staples and accessories for spring – everything from the prettiest skirts, hip yoga pants and cropped jackets for women to cargo shorts, sporty chinos and polos for men.


    Pressed for time? No problem. Customized racks and shelves make it easy to find your size and favourite colour. The selection is incredible. The quality and fit are unsurpassed. And speaking of fit, we’ve installed fitting rooms, so you can see just how great you look in the latest looks.


    The only thing missing is the high price tag. With nothing over $39, what are you waiting for? The weekly shopping trip has never been this fun, fast and fashionable. Step into Joe Fresh StyleTM today and discover the fresh new approach to fashion.


    After visiting joe.ca, I personally think that the limited quality and style being offered is a bit too “stapled” for me. Too generic, and I bet it’s so mass produced that finding something that is a “total fit” would be difficult; it would just be another Old Navy, where sizes and body forms go coo-coo.


    I always wondered why everytime I go into Loblaws, I would be so intrigued by the President’s Choice houseware. The dishes, the mirrors, the furniture! I didn’t care if it was ‘President’s Choice’, I just liked the style. Well now I know why!! Club Monaco’s inspiration has been behind this all along!! NOW WHO’S GONNA SHOP AT CABAN ON QUEEN ST. WHEN YOU CAN VIRTUALLY GET THE SAME CHAIR FOR $100 at Loblaws, instead of the ridiculous $1000 one at Caban!!! 

  • 2nd Annual Markville Coffeehouse.


    It took it that long to break into me. My heart has been cold as a stone for the past two years, and nothing about God would trigger any tears from me — but I cried tonight. It felt good to cry actually. I could feel a fragment of that Christian passion that once was mine a long time ago, resurface again.


    I hope God still remembers me.


    As I was once one of those counselors who guides prayers and comfort the broken, I  stepped up this time and admitted to being one of the brokens myself. They prayed for me, and I realized that I have forgotten how to pray — or when I last prayed myself.


    I felt so humble tonight to look around the coffeehouse to see the work that has been done to glorify God. They have done such a tremendous job, even better than what I would have accomplished if I still had my faith working right. Mr.Sinclair claimed that the seed that I planted years ago, has and always will be growing — just take a look at the work and the number of people who are committed to God right here, right now. Amazing.


    For my fellow HCEFC sisters and brothers, please pray for me. That I may take the courage to take the first step back into the family. And for the fellow Christian xangan, pray for you and I that we don’t ever have to fall so low and hard,  just to bring us back to God.


    I miss being on fire for Him.

  • Fasionista (?)


    I was browsing on Club Monaco’s website. They usually put up 6 mannequin pictures or so, which I so well respect every time they do, because — I’ll be honest — I’m a Club Monaco whore. I LOVE their style.


    But this picture gives me the creeps. I’m sorry, is this suppose to be in again? TIGHTS?!



    So it leaves me saying: “What the hell is this?!”


    Just because Mary-Kate and Ashley wears it, doesn’t mean it’s anything close to trendy!


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    Hello Kitty.



    I want a kitten! : (

  • Mochi Mochi.


    Yesterday, I told myself I would drive out to run some errands or perhaps grab a favourite drink or dessert to reward my victorious hardworking week. I decided to get my favourite japanese dessert: Mochi.


    They didn’t have my favourite kind at the Chinese supermarket (which is the one with the bunny on the wrapper and a snow scene at the back), so I had to resort to another japanese “gourmet” mochi’s.


    I sat down near the window and solemnly opened the wrapper; I was actually anticipated to dig my fork into those white little circles to see if they’re soft and fresh. To my dismay, it wasn’t soft and fresh. It was as hard as an ice-cube. So I bravely forked it into my mouth, eating it all alone. I stared out the window, and I had the slightest feeling of loneliness in my heart.


    I wish I had Dave to eat this with me.


    And maybe the reason why I’m always keeping myself busy (in life) is probably because I would otherwise eat too many mochi’s alone pitifully if my life wasn’t busy at all.



    These aren’t my favourite by the way.