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Basically, the blog is just full of our random hysterical episodes.
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Thursday, August 26, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
When you love someone, remember this...
See, I don't think you can love someone because of something physical or even an ability. Because time will wither a person's body and something like greatest athlete doesn't last forever either.
You gotta love somebody for their core. The core of a person is who they are way deep inside.
It's not their job title.
It's not how many awards they have.
It's not the car they drive.
Or else it's just lust.
Don't love someone because they're beautiful. Don't love someone in spite of an addiction of some sort.
Because neither are permanent.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
THE ADVENTURE OF NATALIE'S FIRST CONTACTS
Book: Saling To Sarantium - Guy Key
Song: Cooler Than Me - Mike Posner
Food: Congee (I just ate at Congee Wong's yesterday)
Quote: "If we don't end war, war will end us." - H. G. Wells
I recently got my new contacts today. They're test runs to see if I can handle them or not.
They're soft lenses which means they should be more comfortable and less irritating than hard lenses.
Now get your butt comfy in a big boss chair, grab a super-sized bucket of greasy buttery popcorn, a diet coke and maybe even your favorite plushie because this is my adventure of my first contacts.
THE ADVENTURE OF NATALIE'S FIRST CONTACTS
The minute our little red car scuttle into the driveway, I took off to my bedroom and plunged into an unmade sea of blankets.
My plans for today got squished and the humid air both made my hair go flat and oilier, but made my mood go flat and apparently... oilier. I stole Charlie from the corner of my bedroom and plucked an E string. The noise buzzed through the room.
I just went to the eye-people's place - as I like to call them. You and Eye Optical.
Catchy.
There I got to pick out my new pair of glasses, a sheek and simple squarish black frame. I was happy with my new findings, sashaying around the small store, swiping huge motorcycle-like sunglasses, propping them up my nose and pulling funny faces into the surrounding mirrors.
Until, I heard the dreaded word: Contacts.
Back in grade 3, I ADORED contacts! You can even say I was absolutely in love with them. I thought they were so cool, how you got to squirt 'em down with transparent chemicals, poke them in and out of your eyes and store them back up until tomorrow's morning.
Then grade 4 struck and I realized how uncanny I looked without glasses. I am one of those people where glasses can add accents to your strikingly boring face. With no frames on my face, I look terrible.
Something in my gut triggered a burp. My head twirled over and like a dog, my ears sprang up.
"I can give you 3 pairs of soft lenses to try on for Natalie."
Of course, contacts were cool and everything... they seemed like a breeze.
So there we went, trooping out the store with a dinky purple gift-bag of contact essentials.
My mom caught me in my room, hands clicking over my computer's keyboards, silently cursing as I played Grand Theft Auto. She ordered me to the washroom.
There she explained how to properly keep good care of your contacts.
Always begin the procedure with your right contact, never add in tap water, try not to drop it and BE CLEAN. She also presented me with a little slip of paper and ran down to the kitchen where a faint scent of charcoal started to waft through the house.
The miniscule font basically instructed you how to keep your contacts clean, the do's and don'ts of contact safety and how to remove and insert them.
Song: Cooler Than Me - Mike Posner
Food: Congee (I just ate at Congee Wong's yesterday)
Quote: "If we don't end war, war will end us." - H. G. Wells
I recently got my new contacts today. They're test runs to see if I can handle them or not.
They're soft lenses which means they should be more comfortable and less irritating than hard lenses.
Now get your butt comfy in a big boss chair, grab a super-sized bucket of greasy buttery popcorn, a diet coke and maybe even your favorite plushie because this is my adventure of my first contacts.
THE ADVENTURE OF NATALIE'S FIRST CONTACTS
The minute our little red car scuttle into the driveway, I took off to my bedroom and plunged into an unmade sea of blankets.
My plans for today got squished and the humid air both made my hair go flat and oilier, but made my mood go flat and apparently... oilier. I stole Charlie from the corner of my bedroom and plucked an E string. The noise buzzed through the room.
I just went to the eye-people's place - as I like to call them. You and Eye Optical.
Catchy.
There I got to pick out my new pair of glasses, a sheek and simple squarish black frame. I was happy with my new findings, sashaying around the small store, swiping huge motorcycle-like sunglasses, propping them up my nose and pulling funny faces into the surrounding mirrors.
Until, I heard the dreaded word: Contacts.
Back in grade 3, I ADORED contacts! You can even say I was absolutely in love with them. I thought they were so cool, how you got to squirt 'em down with transparent chemicals, poke them in and out of your eyes and store them back up until tomorrow's morning.
Then grade 4 struck and I realized how uncanny I looked without glasses. I am one of those people where glasses can add accents to your strikingly boring face. With no frames on my face, I look terrible.
Something in my gut triggered a burp. My head twirled over and like a dog, my ears sprang up.
"I can give you 3 pairs of soft lenses to try on for Natalie."
Of course, contacts were cool and everything... they seemed like a breeze.
So there we went, trooping out the store with a dinky purple gift-bag of contact essentials.
My mom caught me in my room, hands clicking over my computer's keyboards, silently cursing as I played Grand Theft Auto. She ordered me to the washroom.
There she explained how to properly keep good care of your contacts.
Always begin the procedure with your right contact, never add in tap water, try not to drop it and BE CLEAN. She also presented me with a little slip of paper and ran down to the kitchen where a faint scent of charcoal started to waft through the house.
The miniscule font basically instructed you how to keep your contacts clean, the do's and don'ts of contact safety and how to remove and insert them.
- Place one lens on the tip of your index finger.
- Keep your head up and look straight ahead.
- Pull down your lower eyelid with the middle of your finger of your opposite hand.
- Look up steadily at a point above you. Place the lens of the lower white of your eye. Remove you index finger and release lower lid.
- Look down. Close you eyes for a moment, and the lens will center itself.
- Repreat procedure with other lens.
- After putting both lenses in, rinse the lens case with your preferred multi-purpose solution and allow to dry.
Easy right?
So I went ahead and Viet-squatted myself up on the bathroom counter, leaning my face close into the mirror. (My mom gave me a smaller mirror for comfort but it didn't help much).
The problem was, it wouldn't slip in. And the other problem was - I couldn't stop blinking!
Okay... put it in the bottom white *blink!*
Shoot. Okay, one more time. *blink!*
DAMMIT. Okay okay. Keep going...
blink!blink!blink!blink!blink!blink!
After a long while of unsuccessful attempts, Mom came upstairs, bathed the contact in solution again, split open my eyelids and slid it in with ease. I was flabbergasted. She repeated and the left one went in.
Oooh. The sensation of your first contacts. I wanted to dance! No more glasses!
But everything was so... unleveled. Like... double rainbow. Omigod.
Dancing was going to be a definite challenge. Cross that off the list of What to do When You Have Contacts. So I played with Charlie, read a book, played Paper Mario and ate Mayan Chocolate icecream. Whoop!
I spent some time in them and just around 6, I had enough. They had to come out.
Removing them is a whole other tale worthy for sometime later. But let me tell you, it was twice as funny and all the more blinking.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
What would you say if I told you I loved you?
LOOK LOOK LOOK
A HEART
Book: ANYTHING BY TOLKIEN
Song: Old Brown Shoe - The Beatles
Food: Instant Noodles
Quote: "Get to da chopaaa" - The Terminator
I don't know what to blog about yet my mind has been forcing me to make another post. Hmm. My ideas are mostly revolving around Vietnam-related topics but I also want to keep it fresh and lively. TIME TO TAKE BLOGGIN' SERIOUSLY.
Anyway, I just wanted to say something:
Thank You.
You're probably thinking I'm thank you-ing a kajillion people, and I am. I would like to thank you EVERYONE who helped me get through life's problems, who sent (and still are) me bundles of unwavering love, who were the crutches whenever I broke a limb, who made me explode with laughter on the days where a smile was impossible to do, said the smallest things that simply made my day and especially were able to share those special one moments with me.
You know who you are.
I am so lucky to have the absolute coolest people on this Earth as friends to thank. I couldn't be any happier than I already am. Just thinking of you guys and the most hilarious times make me blossom with smiles. Which I guess explains the weird looks I get when I randomly start to giggle in class.
If ever come the day where I were to lose at least one of you guys, you can just about tear open my heart and shove a dagger right through.
Without thinking twice and doubt, I can say, I love you guys.
Monday, August 16, 2010
♥
One very pixelated picture explains a thousand words.
There were much too many memories to ever write down. If you asked me, I'd be rambling on forever. Camping was much too epic for words. I loved it.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
CAMP CAMP CAMP
Book: The Vampire Lestat - Anne Rice
Song: Toothpaste Kisses - The Maccabees
Food: Apple Blossom Cakes
Quote: "I will strike the shepherd, and the sheep will be scattered." - Jesus Christ Mark 14:27
Haha, the recommendations sound so holy.
Here here, I'm at Em's house, packing, computering, guitarin' and farting up a typhoon.
Whoop.
I'm going of on a wicked adventure tomorrow, one I've been mentioning about now and then - CAMPING. PBC Camping to be accurate.
Its an approximate two hour drive from where she lives (of which I am certainly not telling you creepers) in a peninsula called Pres'quile. There we will be tent camping around a bonfire, do many Vietnamese related activities, exchange our Vuot Bien stories and be consume by swarms of mosquitoes.
Sounds awesome, doesn't it?
Even though its tent camping, a shower and bathroom facility will be located near by. But it seems the washroom is a single toilet with a six feet hole, drilled down, containing our fecal matter. Splendid!
I can't wait, we have a annual meteor sprinkle raining down the skies this August Friday night - one you can't see from the city, I think. It will be a beautiful night, with Charlie (my guitar) by my side and flying red rocks shooting down the skies.
I can't wait.
Over and out.
Song: Toothpaste Kisses - The Maccabees
Food: Apple Blossom Cakes
Quote: "I will strike the shepherd, and the sheep will be scattered." - Jesus Christ Mark 14:27
Haha, the recommendations sound so holy.
Here here, I'm at Em's house, packing, computering, guitarin' and farting up a typhoon.
Whoop.
I'm going of on a wicked adventure tomorrow, one I've been mentioning about now and then - CAMPING. PBC Camping to be accurate.
Its an approximate two hour drive from where she lives (of which I am certainly not telling you creepers) in a peninsula called Pres'quile. There we will be tent camping around a bonfire, do many Vietnamese related activities, exchange our Vuot Bien stories and be consume by swarms of mosquitoes.
Sounds awesome, doesn't it?
Even though its tent camping, a shower and bathroom facility will be located near by. But it seems the washroom is a single toilet with a six feet hole, drilled down, containing our fecal matter. Splendid!
I can't wait, we have a annual meteor sprinkle raining down the skies this August Friday night - one you can't see from the city, I think. It will be a beautiful night, with Charlie (my guitar) by my side and flying red rocks shooting down the skies.
I can't wait.
Over and out.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
You're so awesome.
I've heard many boat people stories in the last little while and they all make me want to cry. May's dad said that 2 million people left Viet Nam, and that only 1 million made it out alive. 1 million people... that is comparable to a good chunk of Toronto. 1 million people died out at sea or at the hands of pirates, or even worse, at the hands of the Viet Cong. The 1 million that did make it out were separated from family members and were forced to learn how to exist in a new world. Yet these 1 million were given a chance to live in freedom. These 1 million are our parents. We should make every effort to learn about their incredible journey. - Ray Huynh
Friday, August 6, 2010
Topic Zero
Book: The Silmarillion - J.R.R Tolkien
Song: Hosanna - Hillsong United
Food: Gala Apples
Quote: "I've never been this close to a man" - Stanimir
&
"A day without a laugh is a day wasted" - Charles Chaplin
Today at the PBC, inspirational and petite Kimmie taught us the dance for pumping up the night around the camp's bonfire. It's really awesome and the practice is hilarious. Together, the dance's final product should be real spectacular.
We ate chips, gummy bears until we felt like crapping up a typhoon, Vietnamese food, passed an orange around in various quirky ways, and thrusted all throughout those 6 hours.
Emilie and I went to FairView Mall today and bought some Tolkien books. Along with a baking book which we basically scan the pages, gawking at beautiful baked goods we would never possibly make.
At New York Fries, a lady messed up our poutine order, making a small instead of a regular. She ended up sneaking us the extra small for free. At first, it was "Yay!" but midway into the meal, it was "Oh God, I'm going to puke."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMtZfW2z9dw
Bed Intruder
You must listen.
Song: Hosanna - Hillsong United
Food: Gala Apples
Quote: "I've never been this close to a man" - Stanimir
&
"A day without a laugh is a day wasted" - Charles Chaplin
Today at the PBC, inspirational and petite Kimmie taught us the dance for pumping up the night around the camp's bonfire. It's really awesome and the practice is hilarious. Together, the dance's final product should be real spectacular.
We ate chips, gummy bears until we felt like crapping up a typhoon, Vietnamese food, passed an orange around in various quirky ways, and thrusted all throughout those 6 hours.
Emilie and I went to FairView Mall today and bought some Tolkien books. Along with a baking book which we basically scan the pages, gawking at beautiful baked goods we would never possibly make.
At New York Fries, a lady messed up our poutine order, making a small instead of a regular. She ended up sneaking us the extra small for free. At first, it was "Yay!" but midway into the meal, it was "Oh God, I'm going to puke."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMtZfW2z9dw
Bed Intruder
You must listen.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Magical Moments #1: The Oprah Whoop
Why doesn't anyone know about the Oprah Whoop?
This was definitely an Oprah Whoop moment.
This was definitely an Oprah Whoop moment.
Monday, August 2, 2010
NEW TOILET
Book: Do Not Pass Go - Kirkpatrick Hill
Song: If You're Reading This - Tim McGraw
Food: Crab Soup - not shark soup
Quote: Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid. - Hedy Lamarr
Shark soup is a perplexing thing. I strongly recommend everyone watch this documentary called, "Sharkwater". It's going to open your eyes about our underwater "enemy".
Endangered animals aside, we got a new toilet! It's the eco friendly kind which makes it all the better. And let me just let you know, this is not an automatic toilet - if you know what I mean ;)
The picnic was a blast. We took a good portion of photos, played loads of badminton and climbed "risky" rocks out into the sea. We however did not go swimming. The option really turned us off, especially when we discovered three large metal tubes dispensing mysterious liquids out into the water.
My cousin (Emilie) had to leave early, she had a summer exam to study for. If she doesn't pass, she won't make it into the program she's been wanting to go in for Uni.
Good luck!
Song: If You're Reading This - Tim McGraw
Food: Crab Soup - not shark soup
Quote: Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid. - Hedy Lamarr
Shark soup is a perplexing thing. I strongly recommend everyone watch this documentary called, "Sharkwater". It's going to open your eyes about our underwater "enemy".
Endangered animals aside, we got a new toilet! It's the eco friendly kind which makes it all the better. And let me just let you know, this is not an automatic toilet - if you know what I mean ;)
The picnic was a blast. We took a good portion of photos, played loads of badminton and climbed "risky" rocks out into the sea. We however did not go swimming. The option really turned us off, especially when we discovered three large metal tubes dispensing mysterious liquids out into the water.
My cousin (Emilie) had to leave early, she had a summer exam to study for. If she doesn't pass, she won't make it into the program she's been wanting to go in for Uni.
Good luck!
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