Chasing dreams, not diamond rings

Monday, February 19, 2007

The big 2-4

Had my quietest birthday ever... Thursday came and it went. It started w/ missing phone calls (and Jess waiting outside my house till she decided to leave and go home cuz I wasn't answering my phone cuz it was on vibrate, sigh). Ppl @ work were really nice, and I went for dinner w/ Brendan at Pallucci. It was great :) Didn't see my family really, but I Heard from a couple friends all over, so it made me feel good :)

Friday my sister came home from MAC :) Saturday was Chinese New Year prep, so I went grocery shopping w/ mom and checked out the mall while I was at it (I hate shopping for work clothes). Went home for a huge fam dinner and then jetted out to Jess' & Eric's ENGAGEMENT party. It was a good time!!! Despite the fact that I drove there in my INtrepeid that was dysfunctional and wouldn't let me pull the key out of the ignition ... so I drove myself home and got the other car. whoo. lol. It was a really nice reception, they served lots of finger treats and lots of desserts and drinks! Seemed like time flew by! I then went to Lincoln's Farewell party over at C Lounge, some Karaoke place. It was a good time...... I just lose a lot at Karaoke games.... and when u lose, it just means more drinking. I think I'm still sick from mixing alcohol all night long. Sunday I went out w/ my mom to the temple. It was crazy packed so we parked all the way at Longo's and walked down. We went home, played some chinese card game and then my mom, sister and I went to Markville. I bought a lotta stuff- most of which I will be returning cuz I'm that picky!

Neways, eventful week coming up. Last week of training !!! :S

Sunday, February 11, 2007

I just want to dig a hole for one and hide.

Work is busy- it's good. Nothing new really. Just workie workie all day long from 9 to 5, then I stay at my workplace and study with some other kids for some course we have to pass as a condition of our employment. I go home, eat dinner, spend some time reading more stuff about work and go to bed after chatting on msn. That's life so far.

Been out a couple times. Saw some friends, had some nice dinners out. Had a really crappy Saturday this weekend, but let's not get into it. Let's just say I'm not going to willingly drive downtown or hang out w/ random people of my friend's b/c some of them are just rude and ignore you. Even more so: I'm buying myself a map of Toronto. If I hide out from now till summer comes, there's a good reason. Neways, I hope I'm not going to feel bitter for much longer cuz I've been sulking all day. Also. Is it a known fact that Hair Salons are not open on Sundays? I found out the hard way today when I drove around for about 2 hours looking for a salon to cut my hair at. What a good, productive weekend. Gotta love life.

Friday, February 02, 2007

Disappointment in the human spirit

Whatever you think is real now isn't later. What you take for granted now is what you will learn a hard and bitter lesson about. Things you believe in now will only stand to be corrected. Head games are inevitable, selfishness is human nature and money and time are the two scarcest resources in our world today. Love is overrated. People forget what's important to them till they lose it. Soon I will be one of the lost ones. Maybe one day you will miss me. Maybe you won't. Maybe I shouldn't/wouldn't care. You think you care... you think you try, you think you are doing the best you can. Ever think how it feels for that person on the other side of the situation? If you want to make a difference you don't talk about it. You act on it. Adult choices, growing up, earning money: shitty deal. What's the point of fighting battles you'd never win? Being genuine = being naive = a pushover.

Where does this leave you? How does it make you feel? Disappointed. Sad. Unsatisfied. What else? You don't care anymore... well, at least you try not to. Think about this statement: friends come and go. It's more like friends go and keep going.

We're all loners. It's just whether you realize it now or later. We all die alone.