Say hello to goodbye.

Just me and my girlfriends

DK left for Toronto today. I was eating sushi with my cousin and her boyfriend when I got a last text before she boarded her plane. Pretty much teared up a bit while I eating chicken teriyaki and washing it down with some ebi sunomono...

Don't ever let anyone take you for granted.. I know you'll find someone who loves and treats you right.

Broken entourage.. :*(!!!

What kind of dream is this?

Two big things happened to me today. I'm saying bye to one of my closest friends. This girl made my mascara run. I just about bawled my eyes off as she was driving away. It's going to be strange without her sarcastic comments and bitchy sidenotes. Who's going to tell me that my haircut makes me look fat? Who's going to be the one stopping me from buying shoes that totally clash with my outfit? I'm really gonna miss my UD. The entourage is officially breaking apart.. <>

I also surprised myself today. I realised and confirmed something that's been buried deep for a very longtime. It's nice to know.

Some things are already perfect. Let's just leave it at that.

What's your deepest fear?

: my worst fear is waking up in the arms of someone and wishing they were someone else.

6AM

  The sweetest revenge is to live your life. 

I feel like puking

it's all just a bunch of lies we told ourselves to ease the pain of reality that once felt like something good and beautiful and of course the real part of it was pretty damn good too not to mention those finer moments in life those very rare glimmers of hope that make everything a little brighter a little more hopeful they kinda make it all worth it in the end maybe if we just closed our eyes and went back to all those times where things just seemed perfect maybe if we closed them a little more tighter we could relive those worthy seconds again and if only we could paint the stills of the better moments of our lives maybe our entire lives could form a gallery and the best creations would be on the top floor maybe to represent the height of our lives the highest of nirvanas reached within our nothing but human existence wouldn't that be great to keep the good from the bad and maybe even just keep all the good and recycle the bad no mixing in between no tainting the purity of it all and just like that we can keep our linens white and it'd be like living in a snow globe a perfect world untouched and captured in its own glass bubble you'd have to slam it against something really hard to get into this world of nothing-short-of-amazing wouldn't that be nice? but like i said it's all just a bunch of lies.

forget what they say.

Thoughts in the middle of the night

• I wish I hadn't ordered butter chicken from Joey's... then proceeded to get cheesecake at Cheesecake Etc. Why couldn't I just have gotten a nice salad? (BTW, the spinach salads @ Cactus Club are the best... lol, this is no advertising scheme, I assure you. Yum.. goat cheese!)
• I love my friends.
• Oh my God... I totally forgot about the black sesame 'tong yunes' I had at Alex's house. I'm defs going to fullfill those alleged 'freshman fifteen' pounds.. holla!
• There are some things that are just friggin' weird. Like what the F? Seriously, EW.
• I don't if it's because my period had just ended or something, but when Daisy tweeted me that she was back in Van, I felt like crying. I'm so happy my UD is home!
• I'm typing yet another e-mail that will go unanswered. Waste of my time.
• I am so grateful that I passed my RCM exam. I have to admit, I get away with things way too easily...
• My week is packed full: I have work 5 days this week, I have scheduled family time since Dee and my uncle are coming home from Toronto, I have to go to SFU with Jamie and Angus to get my U-Pass and buy textbooks, see UD for the one day that she's available, study for my math final AND pass it!
• I keep thinking about Jennifer Aniston's character in He's Just Not That Into You. I'm going back to the moment where she told Ben Affleck, "Stop being nice to me if you're not going to marry me." I feel the same way?
• My toes feel like they've been repeatedly crushed with a mortar. Poor little piggies.
• My last tweet was: I don't feel like working, I feel like puking.

Ugh.. blah blah blah.. I'm not in the mood to blog.