Oh no you don't!

Who do you think you are? There are 3 lanes merging into one...everyone is taking their turn to get in. Why do you think you get to budge in front of these people and try to get in front? Some drivers might have been intimidated by your agressive maneuvering, but hell I'm not letting you in! Chuh! I've been waiting in this line as long as anyone else here. You DO NOT get to zoom past from the farthest lane and cut in.

Then when I don't let you have your way, you have the audacity to give me the finger from your minivan full with passengers? You are such a loser! You can make your stupid faces and stick your finger out as much as you like...I will just give you my 'smug' wave from my car. BLEH! Loser! May you dent your car and get some bad karma!

I'm not scared of you! CHUH!

My ideal

In no particular order:

• 5'10++ (ok fine, just taller than me in heels)
• Honest
• Loyal
• Kind
• Generous
• Funny
• Confident (not vain)
• Wants & CAN play with kids and not be intimidated
• Can speak Chinese (so I can speak in code at work!)
• Will love me LOTS!
• And of course, be able to carry me fireman style!

Gung Hey Fat Choy!

Why is 'Gung Hey Fat Choy' the first thing that comes to mind when people mention Chinese New Year? Is it directly linked to why the Chinese community is so obsessed with money? 'Gung Hey Fat Choy' does not mean 'Happy New Year' but actually directly translates to 'May You Have Great Fortune'. Weird.

Wow, I can't remember when was the last time I went to see the Lion Dance Parade in Chinatown! Chinese New Year used to be such an exciting time. It meant lots of lucky red envelopes (filled with spending money for the year) and eating tons of deep fried foods you don't usually get to eat. Then of course there was the Dragon & Lion Dances in the Parade in Chinatown. Now, I'm not too sure I actually looked forward to this part...but I went anyways. Truth is, I was always a little afraid of the lively Lion costumes. They had such life & power in their eyes! But since my dad thought I enjoyed it very much, I played along.

This has all been long forgotten...but it all came back to me today as I ventured into the streets of Chinatown. Surprisingly, I had a very enjoyable time. (Despite having to stand on my tiptoes most of the time to just look between the cracks of people's heads. And for some odd reason, 6'++ people still felt they needed to stand on their tiptoes to see too?)

Thanks to IT for bringing back the young Lychee.

Happy Chinese New Year! Sum Serng See Sing!

Reading

Is it easy to read someone's intentions? I guess to some it may be easy...but it sure confuses me. The only thing I can read is a perverted old guy's expression - yeesh! Why me, why me? (K's favourite line!)

Anyhoo, today has been good and bad. We'll start with the good. Lychee received a wonderful surprise at work! A yummy gift from the IT department...how unexpected but delightful indeed! Hee hee, I was all smiles after that.

As for the bad...well, I've been fighting a cold/cough but it turned worse today. Why me, why me? And of all days, today? There goes all plans to hang out with friends. Sorry to all that I have disappointed tonight...I didn't mean to get this sick. =(

Well, I will self medicate until I see the doc in the morning. Wish me luck. Happy Valentine's Day everyone...Muahh!

Baby Steps

I'm taking tiny baby steps. To some it may seem painfully slow...but for me it's a BIG step. In order for me to take full steps, I will need time. It's like I've forgotten how to really run again. I will learn...just be patient with me.

Where's my voice?

Could it be the sake & Kettle One martinis? Or perhaps it was the deafening music from Lucy Mae Brown's that made me yell at the top of my lungs to be heard? Or perhaps it's the combination of all that plus my already scratchy voice and the Benylin Extra Strength pills? In any case, I barely have a voice right now. Coughing and can barely speak. Oh god, I'm in trouble!

Last night was a reminder to me that it is certainly a small world. AND, that is important to not burn bridges! =) Thank goodness for the wise teachings from Spooner and B. Listen to you friends!

yeah right!

Just updated myself with Spooner's blog...oh right, I forgot about this weekend!

New friend: 6'1-D-va, wants to meet a 6'1++ boy who can change his oil and car tires

Me: Are you serious D-va?

D-va: Honey, if he ain't at least 6'1 tall, he better make up for every inch by a $100,000 on his salary!

(thinking to myself - Holy crap! That's crazy.)

Me: Well, good luck to you. I think you'll have to move to Northern BC or head East cuz even the straight boys here are too metro for that! ahaha

(**sigh** I just want to be 'fireman' carried!) =P

uh oh

First signs of sickness for me...scratchy throat. I've got it. Darnit! I don't want to get sick again. hmmm...Neo-Citron to the rescue! You may think that's just my excuse to take this wonderful drug...and maybe it is true. But alas, better safe than sorry! kek kek...looking forward to another great sleep tonight! =P

Not so easy!

Lychee: I don't give out my number so easily...you'll have to work a little harder.

IT: I don't give out my email so easily...you'll have to work a little harder.

I couldn't stop laughing.

New record and old memories

Wow, it's been about a year since my last blood donation. It used to be a regular routine with my friend Arlene...she got me started on it. Arlene was always there by my side, to make sure I don't freak out from all the blood! ah ha, she was quite the good companion. Sadly, it has been over a year since Beans has left us.

Today at the blood clinic, I felt quite emotional. Every moment there reminded me of all the times we went together. Giggling each time we had to answer the very private questions..."haved you ever been with a man who's been with another man?" tee hee hee!

Now, it usually takes me over 12-16 minutes to collect enough blood to fill the bag. But today - well, I can hardly believe it myself...just over 6minutes! Woohoo! Wow, I was amazed! It was such smooth sailing from the start.

First, there was no line up to donate today. Then my blood sank right away in the iron tester - which means I'm good to donate. Then I had a nice chat with the friendly nurse. The needle went in so easily in one try. Before I realized, my blood flowed and filled the baggie! When the nurse took the needle out, this is usually when it really hurts, I didn't even feel it! It was so amazing.

I proceeded to the resting area and enjoyed 2 fudgeos with a glass of super sweet raspberry juice. Then I smuggled another pack to give Jordan (cuz he'd complain if he knew I went to donate but didn't bring him back some free cookies).

Beloved Arlene, even if you were with me today...I'd kick your butt with my new time! =) I hope you are truly happy where you are...I miss you.

What if?

Ever wonder...What if my whole life was a lie? What if my parents were not really my parents? What if I wasn't really an only child, but had brothers and sisters somewhere? What would I be like if I grew up in another place? Another time? Would I still be the person that I am now?...I'm guessing not.

What if I grew up in a farm in a rural part of China? What kind of a girl would I be? Would I be married and raising a family happily? Or would I be living unhappily with a husband I don't love, looking after children and being treated badly? Or would I be like I am now, stubborn and unwilling to conform? (Too many indy movies I guess)

What if my birthday is not really my birthday and I'm actually not the age I think I am? What if...what if...what ifs....my mind wonders a lot.

Crumbled

Total break down at work today. I've been really stressed with all the extra work I've had to help out with this week, but today was the day I crumbled to pieces. I'm not too sure what took me down, but around 2:30pm I just locked myself in a room and cried for about half an hour. What a weirdo?!? Why the heck was I crying? I was mad at myself for being so affected by useless people at work. I tried to tell myself to look at the big picture and that this reaction is just plain silly. But no good. I just had to let the tears fall. I hid in that room until I was cool and calm again.

How to get out of this slump? Eat at Hapa and have drinks of course! Many many drinks. Forget about the no alcohol diet...I need to chill out.