The Random Yet Meaningful Things That Made Tonight Random and Meaningful
After setting up the blanket and observing my surrounding I note "I feel like I'm in the middle of Tokyo."
A woman behind me stands up and says "The line is all the way to China." I wanted to correct her and say "No, the line is all the way FROM China." there were a lot of asains.
A chinese lady sitting behind us was awed by the fireworks and after anything somewhat spectacular she would go "Oooh!" "Ahhh!" and after Cory pointed it out, we couldn't help but laugh everytime she did it.
After the first couple rounds of fireworks Cory says "Thats a lot of fireworks. what if a flame hit the boat? Those are two Massive boats filled with explosives." A beat. And then we burst into laughter, a firework fills the sky, and the lady behind us says "oooh."
Halfway through the show- 'The fish must be so pissed off." - Cory.
On the way back we took a different route and at one point we were walking up to a crosswalk with a neverending wave of people walking perpendicular to us. Cory said "so we just need to get through there and we're good." and then she said exactly what I was thinking and said "So basically we're gonna play human 'frogger' all the way home."
Maybe it was the overtiredness, maybe it was the fact that I never get to hang out with my sister like that, but whatever it was tonight was fun and I got to really laugh at stupid things with someone else. Oh, and I saw two groups get busted for having alcohol at the beach. But that was just a bonus.Happy Saturday Night :)
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Out of Touch
Hello, and WOW I feel like I haven't written in a long time. Maybe I haven't. Or maybe I've just been so busy that it feels like time is flying by. I cant believe August is almost here.
So, a bit of a catch up on my inner city adventures. My sister and I went to our cousins wedding and the couple is very laid back so there wasn't much order. After dinner everyone was drinking and I thought I saw someone take a cupcake (the dessert) so I went up and got one for each of us and we sat there discretely nibbling our cupcakes until we heard the DJ say over the mic "Cake will be served in 5 minutes if everyone would like to come in now." We also forgot the wedding gift. We decided we suck at weddings but it was funny memoris for us.
Yesterday I met up with my cousin at 10 am. I walked to the skytrain and tehn took it for the stops until the waterfront but I did walk a good 20 minutes to get to her. After we said hello we walked around just talking and then walked all the way to her brothers place and talked there for 3 hours. And tehn because I had to work and she had to go I walked the 35 minutes home and I sat down which made me aware of just how badly my feet and legs hurt. And then at work I was so happy cause I was 40 minutes early and I could sit and relax a little. Nope. The host ran up and asked me to start early cause she sat two tables in my section and the other 2 servers were too busy. So I started at 5:30 with two tables and I was running until 11:30 and my last table decided not to leave until 12:15 and I almost missed my skytrain. My feet today are somewhat numb. But through the pain and blodd (yeah, they're bleeding. I hate my shoes) I admit I like it. I like knowing that I have worked hard and I'm not just lazing around because too often for me its the other way around.:)
I talked with my famjam, saw the sibs over skype, and sent letters home. I'm missing the people from home but I do enjoy being on my own. I think I like the way it's changing my thinking, my attitude towards others, Its furthing my whole "stop letting what people think stop you" outlook. My friends are always scared to be silly and just enjoy life because of what other people will think. I figure I'm in the city. I rarely pass the same person twice, why not liven up there night and make them smile? :) anyway, I'm gonna go buy some chocolate milk and strawberries to add to my rice crispies. Have a wonderful day!
So, a bit of a catch up on my inner city adventures. My sister and I went to our cousins wedding and the couple is very laid back so there wasn't much order. After dinner everyone was drinking and I thought I saw someone take a cupcake (the dessert) so I went up and got one for each of us and we sat there discretely nibbling our cupcakes until we heard the DJ say over the mic "Cake will be served in 5 minutes if everyone would like to come in now." We also forgot the wedding gift. We decided we suck at weddings but it was funny memoris for us.
Yesterday I met up with my cousin at 10 am. I walked to the skytrain and tehn took it for the stops until the waterfront but I did walk a good 20 minutes to get to her. After we said hello we walked around just talking and then walked all the way to her brothers place and talked there for 3 hours. And tehn because I had to work and she had to go I walked the 35 minutes home and I sat down which made me aware of just how badly my feet and legs hurt. And then at work I was so happy cause I was 40 minutes early and I could sit and relax a little. Nope. The host ran up and asked me to start early cause she sat two tables in my section and the other 2 servers were too busy. So I started at 5:30 with two tables and I was running until 11:30 and my last table decided not to leave until 12:15 and I almost missed my skytrain. My feet today are somewhat numb. But through the pain and blodd (yeah, they're bleeding. I hate my shoes) I admit I like it. I like knowing that I have worked hard and I'm not just lazing around because too often for me its the other way around.:)
I talked with my famjam, saw the sibs over skype, and sent letters home. I'm missing the people from home but I do enjoy being on my own. I think I like the way it's changing my thinking, my attitude towards others, Its furthing my whole "stop letting what people think stop you" outlook. My friends are always scared to be silly and just enjoy life because of what other people will think. I figure I'm in the city. I rarely pass the same person twice, why not liven up there night and make them smile? :) anyway, I'm gonna go buy some chocolate milk and strawberries to add to my rice crispies. Have a wonderful day!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
If only I could understand my mind
I'm so confused! I think I like someone but then It's not so much and then I like someone else but I know I cant and then I like the other person again but I feel bad because I don't feel bad about not liking them and it's just a big confusing run on sentence much like the one I just created that's going to be considered my blog post today. Have a wonderful night :)
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Lyrics these Days. tsk tsk
My sister isn't a big fan or even a little fan of country music but rather she prefers the repetitive, lyrically failing, dance music of modern society. So now I'm sitting here with the galaxy hit list playing through the appartment. Nickleback is on so it doesn't really help prove my point, BUT the song before this was some guy trying to rap saying "Girl I'm gonna hold you close till my body says hello so dont freak out when things look up". um ew!!!! yeah theres country songs like that but it's not nearly as rude. Normally. You know, in old musicals, the words have just enough humour but it never crosses the line. I miss my musicals. I might go rent "On the Town" just to spend some more time with Frank Sinatra and Gene Kelley :D
Monday, July 18, 2011
Thoughts and Observations - Couch-Sitting Edition
My Thoughts
My Observations
- I think not all guys are awful.
- I think my parents know whats best for me and will help guide me into making the right choices.
- I think God stayed and I moved.
- I think I'm going back to him.
- I think I should be sleeping right now.
My Observations
- Not all guys are awful.
- My parents are funny and at times cool.
- God still loves me and holds me closer then ever.
- My bed is in the corner.
- There are drunk people outside.
- the clock ticks really loudly.
- My sister has some wierd art in her living room.
- I'm being observed by the cat.
- the cat is creeping me out
- I don't like talking about serious stuff
- I talk to much
- I'm going to bed now.
- I probably won't wake up to my alarm in the morning.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
I wanna live in a country song
My life went from 'fun summer" to "what am I doing" overnight. I miss home, I miss my family and friends and the people who were almost friends. I miss the people Isaid I wouldn't miss. I like the people here too, I just... I'm so uncertain about everything. God, please help me.
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Thoughts and Observations - Davie Street Edition
Tonight I was off work by 10:30 and home by a quarter after 11. I "un-workanized" myself and with the the change in my pocket and my phone, me and my trusty cowboy boots joined the other people loitering Davie Street.
First I walked down to English Bay where I sat and watched drunk males strip to their briefs and run, screaming bloody murder, into the cold Pacific. (I really hope that's the Pacific because I will feel uberly stupid if it isn't. I can be sure it's not the Indian Ocean though.) After a while I started walking back up Davie, past the pubs and restaurants with all the drunk folks laughing loudly outside. This was when my conversations with the men began. First were two drunk gay guys who walked up beside me as I meandered and one said "That's quite the mosey you've got going on." (I was walking very chilled out, literally moseying.) and the other said "Loves it sweetie." Both giggled and picked up there pace, along with their arms, hands, and heads. A block after that I saw three Adorable guys and a girl and the oldest one was with the girl and the other two young ones were just there to party. They were walking a few paces behind me and as we came up to Safeway there was a mailbox knocked over. The guy in plaid who I had been thinking looked extremely country laughed and then picked it up. We were all standing at the crosswalk waiting for cars not to hit us when I saw it. Them. Plaid was wearing what looked like boots. So I asked him "Hey, are those cowboy boots? Cause that's awesome if they are." and he lifts up his pant leg to show Yes. Yes indeed they were. and then we compared boots to see whose were more legit. And then Belt buckles (his had a stupid duck and had nothing on my "John Deere Girl" but he was drunk and I think the alcohol messed up his mind.) They wandered on after I somehow offended him by not telling him where I was from, and I continued on my journey.
Theres a club called celebrities farther down on Davie and I had seen red and blue lights flashing in that area so I thought I'd check it out. Sure enough, around the corner of the club was a cop car, a policeman writing a ticket, and a nice little mopehead smashed into the pavement. I stood observing this scene and the guy standing next to me asked "Woah, is that guy okay? ...Must be if theres no ambulance around I guess." I replied saying "Well there's an ambulance parked half a block back but the paramedics are in 'Donair' so I don't think it's anything to worry about."
We walked to the light (pedestrian crosswalks are apparently great places to meet new people) and he looks at me and says "You look really familiar." Truth be told, he looked familiar as well but I new I'd passed him a couple times on the street and then as I had that thought he said "Have I met you before? or have I just passed you tonight?" I thought he was maybe trying some pick up line but I told him "Yeah, we've crossed paths 3 or 4 times tonight."
The light changed and we started walking again at a slow easy pace and he warned me about the creepos on the street, asked if I was from Vancouver, told me he was going to a pub, and then asked if I wanted to join him. Right then I wished so badly that I was 19. Oh, and we'd also exchanged names. His is Dave. And he is handsome. Some men are hot, some cute, some rugged, and a few- truly handsome. Dave is handsome. I am underage. So I told him "I can't. I didn't bring my I.D." hoping he wouldn't ask my age so that he would go to his bar and I could be happy that I looked older then 12 with my freckles. But he looked kinda shocked and said "So you're not 19? what are you, 17?" (what, no age as 18?) so I said no, I was 18 and that I was just gonna pick up a coffee at Timmies and he should enjoy the club. Then he very greatly made sure I knew it was an Irish PUB and not a club. He walked on, I got my coffee and I left Tim Hortons only to be greeted by yet another attractive guy, so obviously gay, who laughed and said "You aren't seriously trying to pass that for tim hortons are you?" to which I replied "It's Timmies, I swear. Wanna try it?" then he looked a little off guard because I bet normally when he verbalizes his doubt of a girl drinking coffee at 1:30 in the morning, she doesn't offer it to him. He asked what I had and I told him "black Coffee. That's why I offered it to you. Because most people don't like black coffee and when they try to prove to me that I'm drinking alcohol they are disgusted with what they actually taste. I'm sad you didn't try it. I was all ready to laugh at you." At this, he laughed and said he didn't like any kind of coffee. I said goodnight and I walked home. The walk home was faster but equally as exciting because I looked up at one point and unexpectedly saw STARS! which I haven't seen yet in the city. Looking at the stars is something I have missed a lot but I was very happy to see these ones.
So I'm home now, safe with the cat, and full of happy smiles. I hope I made some other people smile as well tonight. It was a most wonderful of lonesome, midnight strolls.
First I walked down to English Bay where I sat and watched drunk males strip to their briefs and run, screaming bloody murder, into the cold Pacific. (I really hope that's the Pacific because I will feel uberly stupid if it isn't. I can be sure it's not the Indian Ocean though.) After a while I started walking back up Davie, past the pubs and restaurants with all the drunk folks laughing loudly outside. This was when my conversations with the men began. First were two drunk gay guys who walked up beside me as I meandered and one said "That's quite the mosey you've got going on." (I was walking very chilled out, literally moseying.) and the other said "Loves it sweetie." Both giggled and picked up there pace, along with their arms, hands, and heads. A block after that I saw three Adorable guys and a girl and the oldest one was with the girl and the other two young ones were just there to party. They were walking a few paces behind me and as we came up to Safeway there was a mailbox knocked over. The guy in plaid who I had been thinking looked extremely country laughed and then picked it up. We were all standing at the crosswalk waiting for cars not to hit us when I saw it. Them. Plaid was wearing what looked like boots. So I asked him "Hey, are those cowboy boots? Cause that's awesome if they are." and he lifts up his pant leg to show Yes. Yes indeed they were. and then we compared boots to see whose were more legit. And then Belt buckles (his had a stupid duck and had nothing on my "John Deere Girl" but he was drunk and I think the alcohol messed up his mind.) They wandered on after I somehow offended him by not telling him where I was from, and I continued on my journey.
Theres a club called celebrities farther down on Davie and I had seen red and blue lights flashing in that area so I thought I'd check it out. Sure enough, around the corner of the club was a cop car, a policeman writing a ticket, and a nice little mopehead smashed into the pavement. I stood observing this scene and the guy standing next to me asked "Woah, is that guy okay? ...Must be if theres no ambulance around I guess." I replied saying "Well there's an ambulance parked half a block back but the paramedics are in 'Donair' so I don't think it's anything to worry about."
We walked to the light (pedestrian crosswalks are apparently great places to meet new people) and he looks at me and says "You look really familiar." Truth be told, he looked familiar as well but I new I'd passed him a couple times on the street and then as I had that thought he said "Have I met you before? or have I just passed you tonight?" I thought he was maybe trying some pick up line but I told him "Yeah, we've crossed paths 3 or 4 times tonight."
The light changed and we started walking again at a slow easy pace and he warned me about the creepos on the street, asked if I was from Vancouver, told me he was going to a pub, and then asked if I wanted to join him. Right then I wished so badly that I was 19. Oh, and we'd also exchanged names. His is Dave. And he is handsome. Some men are hot, some cute, some rugged, and a few- truly handsome. Dave is handsome. I am underage. So I told him "I can't. I didn't bring my I.D." hoping he wouldn't ask my age so that he would go to his bar and I could be happy that I looked older then 12 with my freckles. But he looked kinda shocked and said "So you're not 19? what are you, 17?" (what, no age as 18?) so I said no, I was 18 and that I was just gonna pick up a coffee at Timmies and he should enjoy the club. Then he very greatly made sure I knew it was an Irish PUB and not a club. He walked on, I got my coffee and I left Tim Hortons only to be greeted by yet another attractive guy, so obviously gay, who laughed and said "You aren't seriously trying to pass that for tim hortons are you?" to which I replied "It's Timmies, I swear. Wanna try it?" then he looked a little off guard because I bet normally when he verbalizes his doubt of a girl drinking coffee at 1:30 in the morning, she doesn't offer it to him. He asked what I had and I told him "black Coffee. That's why I offered it to you. Because most people don't like black coffee and when they try to prove to me that I'm drinking alcohol they are disgusted with what they actually taste. I'm sad you didn't try it. I was all ready to laugh at you." At this, he laughed and said he didn't like any kind of coffee. I said goodnight and I walked home. The walk home was faster but equally as exciting because I looked up at one point and unexpectedly saw STARS! which I haven't seen yet in the city. Looking at the stars is something I have missed a lot but I was very happy to see these ones.
So I'm home now, safe with the cat, and full of happy smiles. I hope I made some other people smile as well tonight. It was a most wonderful of lonesome, midnight strolls.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Just Friends
Wow, how quickly did the "once a day post" fizzle out, hey? My bad. The only reason I'm even writing this post is because I'm frustrated.
I am better friends with guys then I am with girls because most girls are fake and gossip and I'm happy with my handful of girlfriends. Guys on the other hand are okay with silences, they don't cry at every emotional movie, and they don't hug me every time I walk in the door. My problem is that I have 3 guys who are my FRIENDS and them and two other girls and me make up our "Archie Gang". It was our weekend group. Since I want to be friends with anyone I (have yet to) date, I try to be friends with the guys that ask me out after I say no. But most guys ignore the no and take it as a "not right now but keep trying" which is SO NOT what I'm saying. I'm saying NO. And then the one guy I once said "no" to doesn't seem to be asking again even though now I want him to ask me out so I can say yes. Arg. With my luck he's probably thinking "Hey this friends thing is a great idea" and we'll never get anywhere. And that's probably okay but still. Guys. Just Friends. :S
I am better friends with guys then I am with girls because most girls are fake and gossip and I'm happy with my handful of girlfriends. Guys on the other hand are okay with silences, they don't cry at every emotional movie, and they don't hug me every time I walk in the door. My problem is that I have 3 guys who are my FRIENDS and them and two other girls and me make up our "Archie Gang". It was our weekend group. Since I want to be friends with anyone I (have yet to) date, I try to be friends with the guys that ask me out after I say no. But most guys ignore the no and take it as a "not right now but keep trying" which is SO NOT what I'm saying. I'm saying NO. And then the one guy I once said "no" to doesn't seem to be asking again even though now I want him to ask me out so I can say yes. Arg. With my luck he's probably thinking "Hey this friends thing is a great idea" and we'll never get anywhere. And that's probably okay but still. Guys. Just Friends. :S
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