Wednesday, June 29, 2011

It's Been A Long Day

Today was not my day. Now I don't usually complain about my days, but this one really has been pure crap. I felt like I was in a video game (like the SIMS... just not as epic) and my player was intentionally fucking with me.

First off, I wasn't able to fall asleep until 3am. I was tossing and turning in my bed for 2 hours.

Then, I had to wake up at 7:45am so that starting at 8am, I could race against 1000 other business kids for good time slots for my 2nd year university courses. I think that was one of the most frustrating and tedious things I have ever done. University course selection websites have never been built for heavy traffic. ERROR, ERROR, ERROR! CRASH, CRASH, CRASH! It took me over an hour to properly apply for all of my classes.

The course selection took so long that I became late for work. Unfortunately, the can of cereal I had just gotten my breakfast from smashed onto the floor. Out exploded corn flakes, dried almond slices, freeze dried blueberries, oats, and crumbs all over the kitchen floor.

After painstakingly extracting all the cereal bits from underneath the refrigerator and behind the sliding door and sweeping it all up, I was finally allowed to proceed to work.

Outside, it was dreary and drizzling. Joy. I had a bit of a wet commute to work.

I got to work and things were okay for a few hours. Worked a bit, reviewed my newly created school timetable, ate some chocolate and Twizzlers... Until took out my BRAND NEW, BOUGHT 3 DAYS AGO camera, turned it on, and found that my LCD touchscreen had a huge, spider-web-shaped crack spawning across my whole screen. What. the. fuck.

It was one of these cracks. ^

It wasn't just a crack, it was a gigantic crack. It was so bad that the screen just turned up black. The camera was still working, you could still take pictures, but you'd have to blindly guess at what you're taking.

Turns out that when I accidentely dropped my dad's larger camera on my digicam the other night... it did cause damage. Lots of damage.

A quick call to the Samsung help line informed me that because the damage wasn't covered by the warranty, I'd have to pay $400HKD (roughly $50CDN) just to have my camera looked at and evaluated by an expert. AND THEN, once they confirmed that my camera was fixable, I would find out how much it would cost to replace the screen. After some research on Google, I found out that replacing the LCD screen about cost over $100CDN/US.

Man, I bought my camera for just slightly over $100CDN! (I got it on a really, really, REALLY good sale because it's last year's model. Like more than 50% off.)

So I cried over my lost camera for awhile (I REALLY liked it) as I ate my lunch of chicken pie.

On the way home, it was raining even more (luckily I had an umbrella at the office) and super crummy to walk in as I wasn't wearing the proper shoes.

Back at home, I was extracting a small bowl from the dish drying rack, when my favourite, big, green, cereal-eating bowl fell out of the drying rack and smashed in half.

And so, we have concluded to now. This day was made a whole lot worse just because I was lacking in proper sleep. Things are always shittier when you're tired (unless it's CLAY, cause then you're exhausted to the point where everything is awesome). There is still 5 hours left until this horrible Wednesday ends. I sincerely hope nothing else bad happens in the next several hours and I pray that Thursday will be better.




Monday, June 20, 2011

I have way too much time at work

Just when I thought I couldn't love this man anymore...

If it's not the glasses, it's got to be somewhere else.




Magnolia Wine


Amazing, Charlene, amazing. This is one of those videos that you have to watch more than once, because the first time, you're so intent on the story and the visuals that you barely even hear the music.

Not only is your voice gorgeous, the artistry and set design is phenomenal. Major kudos, Charlene.

Oh, and Darren, you whore. It's kay, I love you regardless. <3

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Thursday, June 16, 2011

I should just turn this blog into a Darren Criss fan page already.

What happens when you combine Darren Criss with White Collar's Neal Caffrey?



























You get Darren freakin' Caffrey.

Now you're just purposely trying to make my heart explode, aren't you, Darren?




Monday, June 13, 2011

Glory

Un.fucking.real.
You know how dance is classified as an expression of art?
Well this choreography proves it AND makes you jizz everywhere.



Oh yeah, you know those sexy choreographies that Big Bang, Tae Yang, GD, and 2NE1 dance to? Yeah, this guy, Shaun Evaristo was the co-genius behind them.

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Saturday, June 11, 2011

I know, it's not father's day yet.

Out of all the wonderful people that I am fortunate enough to have in my life, no one holds my respect quite the way my dad does.

Yes, my dad can be quick to anger, and he always needs things to be done extremely quickly or else he gets irate. He's slightly anti-social, and my friends and all my sisters' friends are scared of him.

But he's also very smart, efficient, generous, caring, wise, good-hearted, and over all, a very good father.

I'm not going to lie, I haven't been (and doubt I will ever be), the best daughter. Yet my dad still puts up with me every single time that I screw up. He still takes time to sit me down and lecture impart wisdom on me. But despite the fact that he thinks none of it actually sinks into my head, he still continues to lecture me in hopes that one day, I will finally learn from my mistakes.

How many people would actually spend a good 20 - 30 minutes trying teach someone else valuable life lessons? And not just do it once, but multiple times. It takes real love to do something like that.

I have learned so many lessons from my my dad. I've learned about generosity, perseverance, efficiency, respect, and a whole host of other things.
Some of his words have had such an impact on me that they just stick in my head like glue:

"Average people learn from their mistakes, smart people learn from other people's mistakes, and dumb people never learn from their mistakes. Don't be a dumb person. Try to be smart."

"Don't ever like the boy more than he likes you."

"Sometimes you need to put your games down and pay attention to the world around you. Take in the scenery, observe the people. People are constantly changing and you can learn so much just by watching them. Your games will always be the same, but the world is forever changing."
- in regards to me always twiddling away on my ipod while travelling on the subway/bus.


It's also the subtle, little things my dad does that truly shows his good-hearted nature and how much he cares for me.

In order to get to and from our apartment in Hong Kong, we have to travel through several building stories. You can either take an elevator or a series of escalators. Usually, my dad takes the elevator (because it's more efficient, and he loves his efficiency). I always take the escalators because I hate cramming into an elevator with a dozen other sweaty people. But whenever I'm with my dad, he will always accompanies me on the escalators because he knows I hate the elevator.

It's just little things like that, which show my dad's thoughtful and generous nature, that makes me respect him even more.

My dad has been through so much in his life. He's had to face so many hardships to make ends meet, yet was still able to come out on top. He is most definitely a man fraught with wisdom and graced with an amazing personality. I can only hope that when I grow up, I will be an all around good character like him.

Thank you for everything, dad. I love you.




Criss in T-Dot

DARREN CRISS. IN TORONTO. MY HOME (kinda).
AND WHERE THE FUCK WAS I???
WELL HALF WAY AROUND THE WORLD OF COURSE!




Aiyyyaaaa! (<--- testament to how much Hong Kong is bringing out the asian in me).
I need a real boyfriend, maybe then will I stop overly obsessing about Darren. This is not healthy. Would you judge me if I said that I quite literally get a pain in my chest thinking that I'll never meet and marry him?

Apparently Darren swears like there's no tomorrow. Is it weird that I find that endearing? It makes him more human... yet at the same time more impossibly perfect.