Old

A friend is in town so a bunch of us went to dinner with him tonight. Some of us knew him back in university and worked together for a few years before he moved to Hong Kong. Now he is married and has a daughter. It is interesting how our conversation 'degrade' through the years. It used to be about exam and homework and projects. Or talking about which instructor knew how to teach and which sucked. Then when we all graduated and started working, it was about projects and managers and company. This time when we sat down and talk, it was all about weddings and kids. Some of us are getting married this year and some of us already have kids. So the whole dinner was catching up, talking about wedding planning and their kids. I felt so old. I bet couple years later, our topics will become which school kids should go to, or which talent class they should go. Aiii...where did all the talk about worry-free dreams goes!

PS. Hehehe..a friend's birthday coming up REAL soon. Wahaha..she is OLD! Hey, you should check out this site http://www.dobhran.com/humor/GRhumor105.htm

Games! Games! Games!

The fun part of a Chinese wedding is that there are a lot of games. It is Chinese tradition that the groom comes to pick up bride from her house. And before he sees the bride, he has to play some games set up by the bridesmaid. For my friend's wedding, we picked several games. One game they need to pass a piece of seaweed from one person to another, using mouth. So the theory is you somehow stick it on your lips and then pass on to the next person. Hehehe..one of the guys had hard time doing it and kept dropping cause it felt as if he is kissing his friends. Wahahaha! Another game was that the groom picked who his best friend was. Then, the best friend would lay on the ground with a banana in his mouth, while the groom doing push up on top of him and eating the banana. Hehehe...the guys complaint that our games are too x-rated. We didn't have any dinner games. The groom and the groomsmen did a skit instead. They dressed up as a boy band called F4 because the bride is a big fan. They wore wig and danced and sang. They even had a fan to blow the hair like the music video. It was the highlight of the night. Too bad I don't have any pictures. Can't wait for my friend to come back from honeymoon and see.

BCC

When you are hanging out with a group, you may not like everybody. You may even hate some people. That makes organizing very hard cause the organizer need to pick between people. A friend tried to organize an outing because another friend is visiting Vancouver. He sent an email asking when are people free and have time. After couple email back and forth later, a guy who isn't on the list replied and asked to confirm the time and place. I was a bit surprised and another friend started joking that guy must have hacked into the organizer's computer. His computer became security leak. He should be fired! Hehehehe...we knew he must have bcc'd the guy cause one of the girls on the list doesn't like him. And she refused to go to any outings that he was invited. It was just so funny that the poor organizer tried to sneakily invite everybody but that guy exposed himself. The organizer felt so helpless that he just sent another email to everybody about the details. I don't know what I would do too. I guess I may just invite everybody and you can choose not to come if you don't want to see some people. Cause this is to meet up with the visiting friend. If it is my personal event, I would just invite whoever I feel closer. Bcc'd is sneaky! Hehehe...but exposing himself like that is pretty damn funny!

Slave No More!

Yay, finally my eating day is back. My friend's wedding is today and my slaving day is finally over. I am free! I am free! It started out pretty bad for me. I was going to go home and sleep at 10pm the night before. But I ended up stay out late and didn't sleep till 2am. I took my bedsheet to wash last night too and didn't put it dryer. So I had to sleep on the couch. I moved my alarm clock out next to me and set the time, but I forgot to turn it on. Lucky me woke up at 5am and rushed out the door. I had to fill my gas before going to my friend's house cause I didn't want to fill it up later in my bridesmaid dress. And then I passed by a Starbucks closed to 6am (which is when they open). I figured I had enough time to grab my coffee before continuing my journey to Surrey. I should totally complain because I swear they opened at 6:05am! But I am glad to know that I ain't the only crazy one to wait for Starbucks to open. So with luck, I didn't get lost when going to my friend's. And I was pretty on time too. The day went on pretty smoothly. I didn't trip while walking down the aisle. Nothing too chaotic and too out of control. I was holding all my friend's jewelry for the day. I helped my other friends before but I swore that she has the most jewelry I ever seen. I was so freaking out and holding on it tight the whole time. The guys offered to help carry stuff for the girls, but I had to refuse because I couldn't take the chance of losing it. My friend may know them, but I never met them till recently. And if I lost those, even selling me as a slave won't be enough. The day was long and tiring too. I looked pretty tired when it was dinner time (cause a lot of people asked if I am tired). But good that it is finally over. Cheesecake here I come!

PS. Out of all the make up artist that I tried out, I still think Jessica is the best. Her set up for hair is simple and decently nice.

PS. I know you guys will ask if there are cute guys (cause enough stupid people already asked!) Yes, the groommen are not bad looking. But one is getting married in 3 weeks and one is from HK.

Nails

I used to like having decent long finger nails. One reason is because my finger nails are rather short, like a child's finger nails. Having longer finger nail makes my fingers look longer. Another reason is because I can play with different nail polish. But ever since I started playing ultimate and rock climbing, I can't keep my nail long anymore. If you ever watched the movie A Nightmare on Elm Street, you would know what I mean. I don't like that feeling of my finger nail scratching on surface. It seems that it would make those squeaky noise. But since I am going to wear my open toe shoes for my friend's wedding, it looked nicer if I do pedicure. And if I put nail polish on my toes, it would look weird not having anything on my fingers. So with a lot of self control, I have been keeping my nails for last several weeks even though ultimate season already started. I felt when I throw the disc, I can't feel the disc well because it is my nails touching it. It really starts to get on my nerve. And even the toe nails annoyed me. I felt that it is scratching my skin all the times. Just one more day. Then I am fine! I will cut all of them off as soon as the wedding is over!

Alone

Warning: If you are going to watch the Chinese movie Yesterday Once More, don't read this blog. If you read it, you are not allowed to yell at me for disclosing the ending.

If you are going to die, would you tell the people you love? Or would you prepare them financially and then go hide and not let them know you are dying? I watched this movie tonight. The main guy, Andy, was dying of cancer. He hid this fact from his wife, Sammi. He divorced her for some dumb reason. Later when they played poker, Andy pretended to lost all his money to Sammi and had all his property transferred to her and went hiding to die. Meanwhile, he arranged something to make Sammi believed that he still alive but went hiding. In the end, it was very sad. He died alone and she was hopeful. I don't know if that is right or wrong thing to do. Dying alone is a very sad thing. Though I don't want my family and friends to be sad about my leaving, I don't think I want them to never know what happen. That not knowing feeling, that slight hope that keep you waiting, may be the worst feeling. I am not sure if he is doing it for his own good or hers. He is being considerate for her financially, but he is selfish for keeping her emotionally. I don't know if it happen to me, do I want my husband to be that. The slightest hope that you hold onto makes you wait. I don't know how long that last.

Wanted: Girls

For some weird reason, it is always hard to find girls to play ultimate. You have no problem finding guys. There are tons of guys out there who want to play. If you are a guy and you want to get a team, good luck. But for girls, it is always hard to find and hard to keep. I don't understand why. My team welcomes any girls playing and try to have as many girls as we can on the team, we don't have enough girls tonight. Last year was like that too. There were weeks tons of people would show up and there were weeks that we barely just had enough girls to spot a team. Last night our captain sent out email that we were low on guys and asked people to bring friends. A bunch of the guys are away these two weeks. And then boom, we have tons of guys tonight. But a lot of girls decided to not come tonight. They told my captain last minute. So it was hard for us to find subs this late. A girls said she would come and didn't' show up at all. We almost don't have enough people. Or have to put the sick captain on the field. It is almost annoying to organize a team. How hard it is to tell your teammate ahead that you can't come! Then at least we can find people to replace you. I know people could be busy at work or last minutes something comes up. I would hate to be on my captain's shoes.

Almost Ready

Four more days till my friend's wedding and today I went to their rehearsal. Though I have been my friends' maid of honour before, I have never been to a rehearsal. First friend didn't think she needed one, so we ended up making up procedure as we went along. Another friend had her wedding in Hong Kong and you don't get to have a rehearsal. It is bascially you come in, sign paper, you take off. So the experience is actually very interesting. My friend's dad got so nervous and kept saying the wrong things when he handed my friend over to her fiance. The parents kept screwing up on the lighting the candle part. And we all walked too fast down the aisle. Yes, I needed to walk down the aisle too. I hope I don't trip that day. I will be wearing that killer high heels again. It would be painful and bloodly...but look nice. After rehearsal, I figured I should try my dress and pick out accessory to go with it. So I struggle to get my dress on. Dah dah dah dah...it fits!!! It fits alright, just tight. I guess I have to starve that day to make sure not overloading thread tension of my dress!

Gone Mad

Do you believe everything people said? Or you give reasonable doubt? It seems that I have problem trusting people lately. I have my doubt on whatever people said. How do I know people are telling truth? May be they lie. May be they cover up some truth. If I don't put my trust on them, then I won't get hurt later when I found out other side of things. If I expect they lie, then there will be no surprise. I already expect things happen this way. May be I should trust no one. I know someone who is very defensive and doesn't trust anyone. He makes it very hard for people around him cause it is very easy for him to lost his trust on you and it is very hard to gain his trust. I don't want to be like him. I don't want to always second guess people. I don't like myself like this. I don't know what I could do to stop this. A friend said it depends on the person. If you know them long enough, then you would know whether the person is trustworthy. How do you know you really know the person? Do my friends actually know me? Or just the person I portrayed? May be it isn't the real me. I don't even know if that is me. I know I was influenced by my friends over the years. May be people only know the combination of residue from my friends. May be I already lost myself.

Not A Girl!

I went shopping with my mom today. After 3 hours of "mall hiking" (as my friend called it) I was so happy that I got my new cleats. I have been looking for awhile and I finally found a store that carries the brand that I like and they have my size too. I talked to a friend later tonight very excited about my new cleats. She was disgusted and said that I should be more girlie. I should be excited about getting a new dress and not cleats. I told her that when I was at one of the shoe stores, my mom kept saying that one of the runners looked pretty nice (those Skechers type runners, not functional one) and I should get one. I told my mom that I was broke and I couldn't afford it. Then half an hour later, I got my new cleats. I remembered my friend once said her boyfriend found that her most expensive clothing is not a dress, but her Gortex jacket. This is so true about my closet too. I won't spend ~$400 on a dress. That would be insane. But I am willing to spend that much on my Gortex jacket. I think I spend more on my "playing" equipment and clothing. I guess I am not a girlie girl after all.

Being Childish

When you grew older, you think you will become more mature and wise. I think that is true up to a certain point, then you become more and more childish. My parents are good example. My dad likes teasing us a lot when we were kids. After we knew how to fight back, it is as if he find a good opponent, he teases even more! And my mom, once she was diagnosed of diabetes, she is like a little kid who keeps whining that she wants sweet. Last week, my parents were both sick. When I went over for dinner tonight, my mom acted like a little kid and refused to eat more congee. She wanted to eat meat! She complained that she had been eating congee and veggie for whole last week and she wanted lots and lots of meat. My mom is usually not a big fan of meat. She prefers to eat light and healthy. I guess eating congee for a week pushed her over the edge. So after a good 15 minutes arguing over the phone (more like I was screaming what the heck you think, meat! no!), we decided to go for a Chinese restaurant and ordered non-congee food. Once we sat down, my dad wanted to order curry chicken. I don't know about other family, but for my family (possibly a Chinese tradition), when you are sick, especially coughing, chicken is a big no no. There was one time when I was sick, I secretly ate some chicken and then coughed so bad that I thought I would cough my lung out. Ever since after that, my mom kept saying "I told you so." So when my dad coughing and whining that he wanted curry chicken, I gave him an evil stare and said no. Then my dad said he wanted Hai Nan chicken. I screamed and said no. He finally gave in to the evil power and said he would have deep fried pork chop instead. After struggling with my childish parents for a long time, we finally settled on some dishes that are not as healthy, but at least acceptable. I bet if anyone beside us heard our conversation, they would have thought I was the mom. And a mean one too!

Practicing U-Turns

After making fun of my friends lack sense of direction so many times, I can't believe I was lost so many times today! I drove to my friend's house, which is in Surrey, today for her bridal shower. Not until three weeks ago, I never drove to Surrey. It is like a completely foreign city to me. Last two weeks, I has been to her fiancé's house since I am helping them to plan the wedding. Today, it is the first time I go to my friend's house. So, I took out the map to find my friend's street. I found it and figured out how to get there. With full confident, I started driving. When I got to the SE Marine Drive and Marine Way intersection, I am always not sure which one I should choose. (and seem like I always choose the wrong one ) So, of course I had to make a U-turn. Once I entered New Westminster, I started to stay alert because I had to get onto Pattullo Bridge. And getting on a bridge always make me nervous (well, probably except the bridge to Richmond ) I was driving along Columbia St and saw the bridge coming up. But I couldn't see any sign to go up to the bridge. Once I passed McBride Boulevard, I knew I went too far. Hence, another U-turn. Finally, I arrived at Surrey. I quickly followed the way I figured out from the map. Then I realized I misread her house number. It should be on the other side of Scott Road. Aiii...yes, another U-turn. So, I parked my car aside and reread the map again. I was kind of confused why her house number seem to not exist. It reached the end of the road before getting to her house number. I figured I would just drive that direction first. Once I got there, I realized I remembered my friend's house number wrong (yes! again!) It didn't get to the end of the road. In fact, it is on the next street (after I did my U-turn! ) Well, at least I have a map with me this time. Or else...hehehe

Cheer!

I went drinking with some coworkers after work today because one of them is moving to Montreal. Though he will still work with us as a contractor the next while, it would be a bit different. Since he sat next to me, I figure I will go for a drink to farewell him. It turned out to be quite interesting. Though I don't hang out with that crowd that much, they turned out to be quite fun. (I do like those guys and I actually sat in the same room with them. We chatted at work and joked around, but I just hang out with other people more.) One of my coworkers is a British. He is those typical British gentleman. I do respect him because of his expertise at work. And he is a very nice person. After tonight, I adore him. He is such a funny person when he is drunk. He still acts like a gentleman, but he talked funny. I guess I just never see this side of him before. And for all those people who thinks I drink a lot, I can say out loud that compared to my coworkers, I drink soooo little!! A French, a British and an Irish can outlast a Chinese girl by a lot! I had my 2 pints of beer and started drinking water and my coworkers were still ordering after their 6 pints of Guinness. I am such a non-alcoholics compared to them!

Suspect

Today after my ultimate game (yes, we still played even though it rained....aii..don't ask ), my friend and I walked back to our cars. We were chatting and then my friend suddenly said, did you see that? That car just backed into the van behind it. (Seem like every time something happened, I always look away. I must be a bad student back then, not paying attention. ) So I looked at the direction my friend pointed and saw a car really did back into the van. The van driver was away. The car driver came out and checked the damage. My friend and I kept guessing whether the guy would take off. So the whole time we were standing there watching and commenting. "See, he is checking the damage. He goes back to his car. No, he is taking off. We should take down his license plate. If he takes off, we should call cops. Nah, I think he is grabbing paper to write down his info. No, he is running away. No, no, no. See, he is writing his info for the van driver." I felt as if we are those extras in TV show you saw. Just standing on the side and gossip.

Witness

What would you do if you see a car accident? Tonight I saw a car accident happened right in front of me. I was waiting in front of an intersection and looking around. All a sudden, I heard a noise and saw two cars collided into each others. I was stunned for awhile. One car tried to turn left and the other car kept going straight. Both drivers seem fine cause they walked out of the car. I don't know what I could do. Then, the traffic light on my side changed. Not knowing what I could do, I took off. I don't know if I should call the police if no one get hurt. Last time when a car hit a pedestrian, I didn't know what to do either. It was in the intersection too. Someone already called 911. Another person who seem to know first aid already attend the pedestrian. (My first aid license expired years ago. ) I am not sure what I could do except that my car was blocking traffic. Hence, I took off. I talked to my friends next day and they said may be I should call the non emergency line and told them I was a witness. I was going to call, but my dad said I shouldn't. First, I didn't see how it happened. (I usually look around when I stop my car.) Second, when I described what happened, I started with I saw something green flew over my car and....that was the guy's blanket. (I was just trying to add more tension and excitement to the story!! ) Tonight, I felt very bad for doing nothing, but...I really don't know what I could do.

Who is He?

Ever since I became a Christian, I have a lot of doubts. The biggest is probably about Jesus. I believe in God and He is in control. He has indeed showed me His power and grace. But what about Jesus? I know the Scripture mentioned that there is a Messiah coming. But different religions have different takes on this. From time to time, I struggled between believing and not. I asked my friends before, how do we know what we believe is not a cult. I know a lot of cults is based on Christianity and diversified from it. They took a section of bible and interpreted it differently. How do I know I am following the correct one? My friend said Christian believe in trinity, the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. But how do I know Jesus is really the Son? How do I know the other interpretation is not correct? They all believe in God. How can I be sure they are not right? I am all confused and lost. I don't know what to do. I am reading a book my friend lend me called "The Jesus I Never Knew". May be that would put things into perspective for me again.

PS. While writing this blog, I search online and run into this site, everystudent.com. How could I forget what I read before? How could I keep having doubts?

Dream Wedding

Someone said girls always have a dream wedding in mind. They have everything planned out when they were young. I don't know about other girls, but I don't remember I have one. May be I am not much a dreamer. (Or may be I am not really a girl. ) But in all the friends' weddings that I helped, they don't seem to have much a plan either. Basically, it is a combination of different people's opinions. I was at my friend's place this weekend to help her finalize her wedding details. It was like that too. Everyone gave their opinion on how things are usually done. I don't know if other people would usually have more a personal touch in their wedding. It just seems that a wedding is not for the bride and the groom, but for everybody else. If you miss out some traditions, people would complain (though I don't understand why, it is not even their wedding! ) Ever since I helped in weddings, I stopped criticizing about other people's weddings cause now I know it is hard work. It takes a lot of effort to get things done. It is like managing a project. The worst is, no matter how hard you try, people can always find things to criticize. I heard the most ridiculous comments. The invitation card looks too cheap. (Come on, who cares! It is only a card! You only need the information! ) The bride doesn't have enough dresses. (Urgh! As if you pay attention every time she changes! ) The bouquet is too small. (You got to be kidding me! How about a big one around her neck? ) Why isn't there a wedding cake? (It is not your freaking wedding. If they don't want it, then don't have it! Understand? ) Why isn't the maid of honour with her? (I was crazily running around like her servant and I heard this comment! Make me want to beat up people badly! ) After all those "useful" experiences, I figure no matter what you do, people would complain. So if I ever get married, there will be NOTHING! So nobody can complain of anything!