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5/31/2008 MeeewI went shopping at Brentwood on Thursday, feeling all chic cause I spent over two hours grooming before I went out (but that includes showering) because I feel a bit concious hanging out by mself.
I'd rather be a good-looking weirdo than a bad-dressed one.
Anyway, I stroll into Mariposa and the first (well, third) thing I see them selling was exactly what I was wearing (white graphic cap sleeve T-shirt (from Fairweather) with a baby pink frilly babydoll on top (a pressie from my sister)).
I didn't know if I should scream or buy one.
Of course I didn't buy one.
Mine is REAL.
It's ORIGINAL, it's ACTUALLY two pieces.
No wonder designers make so much money.
They just wave their pencils around and make five thousand outifts that take you two hours each day to come up with, except they make it conveniently one peice so you look posh without having to deal with separate layers.
Damn it.
I was coming off the skytrain when an older asian guy stepped up to me and said, "Korea?"
I shook my head and said "No, sorry."
He stepped back and smiled politely, looking lost and disappointed.
I wish I spoke more languages so I could help people.
Richmond Centre doesn't have a Stitches.
That's fine.
Except for the fact that Stitches is one of the most fab stores ever!!
I have as much fun in Stiches as I do in Guess, except in Stitches tanktops don't cost $80.
5/27/2008 Oww. We use a knee-high board to block off a door and keep PiPi in our laundry room.
Earlier today, I stepped in, picked her up, turned around and casually stepped above the board - but not really - I tripped on it and fell.
In slow motion my brain was like "Ohhhhh craaaappp, I'm going to fall aren't I? Nooooooo..."
I landed awkwardly on my right knee and hand as to not squash PiPi.
She lands lightly on her feet and stares at me as I go "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...." for five minutes.
I cry and whimper and feel sorry for myself.
She chews on my sister's slipper.
There was a spider on the ceiling of my room.
I am pretty scared of spiders.
There was no one else home.
I decided to ignore it until it crawled across the ceiling, above my desk.
I go to the bathroom and rip a huge wad of toilet paper.
But when I come back I can't bring myself to go anywhere near the spider.
Instead, I roll the toilet paper into a ball, hurl it at the spider, and both of them fall onto my desk.
The spider lands on some wrapping tissue paper.
I grab the entire thing (fortunately for me, it was pretending to be dead) and head to the bathroom.
By the time it decided to stop pretending, it was almost in the toilet.
I flush.
I win.
Females and Males"[Most] men [do better in] more concrete areas: math, science... stuff where theres always a "right" answer, a single conclusion, a testable hypothesis.
[Most] women, by contrast, [do better in] creative areas: art, literature... things that concentrate more on how you *feel* about something, [with no single conlcusion or correct answer.]
Let's recap: he will tell you what he did, she will tell you how she feels."
5/25/2008 Hammie VS PiPi Seeing as PiPi is 20 times Hammie's size, I've always been a little nervous when the former shows interest in the latter.
When I introduced them to each other, Hammie was behind my closed fists.
So finally, today when PiPi walked up to Hammie's cage I didn't stop her.
She pushed her face at the cage.
Hammie stuck his nose through the bars. They smell each other.
My mom laughs.
Then, I see in slow motion -Hammie opens his mouth. PiPi opens her mouth.
I reach, but it's too late.
They both jump back.
Since Hammie is smaller (and thus the illusion of fragility) I check him first.
To my relief he was unhurt.
I pick up PiPi, my hand brushes across her nose... and comes away with a bit of blood.
Hammie, the tiny hamster, in a one second duel, had won against PiPi, the opponent 20 times his size.
I dry PiPi's nose, and put a bit of medicine on it.
Despite her loss in battle, she still shows great interest in Hammie.
Revenge?
The soap I bought from Body Shop smells a bit like sweat.
But uh... other than that, it's fine.
5/23/2008 Abby friend Sam came from Abbotsford and picked me up in Burnaby.
We went to Ihop and Metrotown.
I bought some nice smelling soap from Body Shop, and a hair brush.
Then we went and had 豆花... It was yummy, so I took some home.
It's so relaxing to spend some time with another girl, just browsing and talking.
Oh, the Abbotsford days. 5/22/2008 Beauty Care Grooming is fun?
Good thing I have loads of time to do that stuff recently.
I don't know how much good my Snow Lotuses are doing me, but they are fun to take care of.
The fact that they live on milk has to be good, right?
Besides, I like to say "I'm growing bacteria."
They don't seem to multiply though, even though they are supposed to have tripled by now.
Hmmm...
Hair oils? I don't know, sounds a bit gross.
It would be nice if puppy saliva was a good skin prouct, because THAT I have a lot of.
5/21/2008 Misc. Um, microsoft sucks.
Raising a puppy is not as inspiring and enriching as I thought.
Nevertheless.
Novel writing is so on-and-off.
For me, I mean.
STOP SHOPPING!!
5/19/2008 The word "face" is so much fun to say.
Far and I always go "FAAAYYYYYYce" at each other a few times whenever it comes up in conversation.
To facebook or not to facebook?
Practical way to keep in touch or waste of time?
PiPi doesn't seem to be learning anything we are "teaching" her.
5/17/2008 Doggie PiPi Sooo, on the 13th we got a puppy.
It was all very sneaky, actually.
For Mother's Day, my sister and I bought a bag of dog food and dog bowls for my mom.
Our excuse was that she has been wanting a dog for years.
So then on Tuesday we went to Petcetera and PJ's Pets to look for a puppy, and my mom chose a Cockapoo.
She's two months old, and 4 pounds. (The puppy, not my mom.)
We (and by that, I mean my mom) have named her PiPi.
I think it will be a confusing name for toilet training.
She is adorable and sweet.
And like most puppies, she likes to follow people when they walk.
Except we nearly trip over her every time we turn around. It's hard not to like puppies, as they are so humble.
They want your attention so much and show it so openly, not bothering to withhold or pretend.
Humans seem so artificial in comparision.
Plus, PiPi chews on my toes happily without minding the smell/sweat/other disgusting properties.
Or maybe she is too little and her nose isn't developed yet.
I've gone back to my obsession over 花生豆花, but it is so yummy!
I try to believe that it is healthy, since it is pretty much the same thing as tofu.
When I shared this opinion with my mom, she said "Yeah, but they set it with 石膏粉." (The powder used to make casts and sculptures.)
I will drink some soy milk.
It will probably balance out having sculptures in my stomach.
5/8/2008 Legally... blind? When I was little I wished I was blond.
Turns out I am blind instead.
Apparently when you reach 20/200 or worse you are considered legally blind.
I am around 20/400.
They say you should wait until you are 21 before you get laser eye surgery, because before then your eyes are still growing.
Hmm... I don't know.
I just can't wait to have bits of my cornea flaked off by laser.
5/7/2008 Deadly cereal No, deadly cereal isn't referring to the "Cereal Killer" joke.
I was having some Oatmeal Crisp this morning. Oatmeal Crisp is cereal flakes covered in sugar.
I don't know if it's because it's whole grain or what, but they are really hard.
One of the flakes cut the roof of my mouth, and I am still bleeding even though it was over twenty minutes ago.
I don't know what's up with the roof of my mouth, it's always getting hurt.
Like when I have toasted bread and whatnot.
I gotta toughen it up somehow.
I know. I'll chew on some bricks.
So after a few photoshoots, I am re-attracted to red shoes.
I always had this longing for a pair of red shoes, but I haven't really seen any that I really liked.
So yesterday I went shopping for a pair (again), and of course I still haven't bought any.
I did see a few pairs of other nice shoes though.
And to prove how lame I am with heels, I twisted my ankle AS I WAS PUTTING THEM ON.
I don't know.
It would be one thing if I was walking around and I fell, but... as I was putting them on?
God might be trying to tell me something.
Like, "Give up thy effort, child. Thou shall not find eternal fulfillment in heels."
I said to Farhad, "I really like this pair. Should I buy it?"
"Um... No." "Why not???" "... You just admitted that it's too big for you."
"So?"
"... Don't they don't have it in your size?"
" Nope. So should I buy this pair?"
"......If you want."
Then we went to T&T (supermarket) and bought some Chinese food.
Because Erica and I talked about pig blood rice cake a while ago, I wanted to buy some.
Farhad looked a little grossed out, and said "Erm, just buy a little for yourself. I don't think I want any."
We couldn't find it for a long time, so I asked a staff in Mandarin where it is.
Turns out he was Cantonese and couldn't speak Mandarin, so he said really loudly in English "PIG BLOOD? YOU WANT PIG BLOOD, YES??"
We couldn't follow him because we were bent over laughing.
Then we went to the candy aisle, and it was like a brilliant flash of rainbows.
As soon as we stepped in Farhad said, "I see a million Hello Kitties."
I spent about twenty minutes trying to decide what I wanted, staring intently at the shelves of candy.
After fifteen minutes, Farhad said "You stay here, then. I'll go look for aluminum foil."
I picked the bag that, by squeezing the candies inside around, I could see had the most green ones.
I asked Farhad, "Can you brush my teeth for me?"
"What?"
"Can you brush for me? So I don't have to touch the water."
"......."
"I already put lotion on my hands. Brush my teeth for me." 5/5/2008 Steadslow Working on my novel again, kind of.
It's weird that I say that, because I have 3 books that I'm working on.
And strangely, one IS a "chick-lit". Chick-lit is hard because I refuse to make it cheesy =/
Another is my Darren book, and the last is a children's book.
I started the 3 books at about the same time, like two years ago.
I have no perserverance.
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