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Had one of the best dates...evar... hahah will blog details tomorrow.. too much smiling to do anything tonight... ALRIGHT... lets rewind. The day was hectic with things coming in from clients as I try to figure and make notes on the migration of the sites at work. I kept my intake of food in check as I keep my eye on the clock. I had a date tonight. :) with someone who I had thought on Friday kinda ignored me. I didn't get a message back in Saturday which works out our misunderstandings. We schedule a second date with one another for Monday - Today. Yeah next to dressing up for work, I had to wear something that would be nice for going out as well. I wear a dress, my one inch heel boots, with a light blazer jacket for spring / summer wear. I didn't realize how fat the dress made me look until I got to work. My date comes to pick me up at work. I come down and come out of my building to see him sitting across the street on his phone. I wait for him to cross the street to fin

What I didn't lose anything this week??? too many going out days... rarr MEASUREMENT START Week 1 Week 2 Weight 115 lb 114 lb 114 lb BMI 21.73 21.53 21.53 Hip To Waist Ratio 0.914 0.90 0.90 Body fat percentage 26.66% 26.42% 26.42% Hip To Waist Ratio Measurement: Hip: 31" Waist: 34.5" 31 / 34.5 = 0.898

I hung out with someone last night. A friend from high school and he calls me out on a few things I wrote in his year book. OMG - that was ten years ago! Like I remember who I particularly know who I was with during the spring break of 2000 if I wrote I missed you that spring break. Come on now! We hung out, watched movies, chill and chatted. It was nice to be with someone that I felt was really enjoying my company. By the time I noticed what time it was it was so late... I took a nap and next thing I knew It was morning time. He lives a couple blocks away from me so as drops me home this morning before heading to his seminar. I get home and all I do is sleep some more until the late afternoon like 2pm. John picks me up later on in the day after I filmed a sketch and post it. I shower and get ready for the night. John comes picks me up and we head out to Burnaby. I accompany him to a revscene dinner meet. Some of the guys seemed so familiar but I didn't say much. We soon qui

OK. ok. There are somethings that some of us girls / women do that we don't particularly notice we do until we break down our thinking process. I'm going to evaluate myself out and confess what it is that goes through my mind when meeting, coming in contact, or randomly checking out guys. Theses are not in order and this is purely for fun. And if you're one of my guy friends reading this... YES I probably have thought about one of these 10 random things with you in it. 1) VISUAL CONTACT AND NOTICE: Within the first 30 seconds of visual contact ( which means I may notice you but you may not notice me ) ... I already imagined how sex with you would be like. If you are a giver / taker / passionate / intense. Good or Bad. Yup that's right. First 30 seconds. [ didn't think this would be number one did you! LMAO! ] 2) HOW BIG IS IT? Yes... if the first 30 seconds are visually satisfying I do wonder ... How big is it. I'm going to be honest to say that I don

It's late another late morning. I don't know what's going on. I've fallen back to the nocturnal loving me. Thinking what I should wear tomorrow, what I should eat, what's for breakfast. what should I bring for lunch. I make kiss faces at Bob and he swims up, I kiss the fishbowl and he swims right up to my lips. How cute! awww.. I go walk over and kiss cc on the forehead good night and turn off the lights. It's time for bed world. Good night. Good morning. Good afternoon.

Life will always serve you downs but don't ever let them get to you because for a down is an up. I'm still reading Love As A Way Of Life. Some may think this is all about love as in love life.. well you're partly right because it's all about understanding yourself and how to change yourself of the best and in hopes to understand the bad relationships as well that occur. One of my personal twisted relationships is probably one with my father. I've blogged about him and I need to learn how to speak his love language and come to know why our relationship is so awful. One is... I now know is that I've grown tired of him and have lost my patience. My sister says just sit there and listen to what he has to say and when you're done just leave. But that's not love, I'm not contributing, that's just being a good listener. I have no way to listen and respond because when I usually do it's considered being disrespectful. ( Asian family house hold ). On

Yesterday I had a bit of a stomach ache, I don't know if it was from the food. But I don't think so, I had felt a bit of discomfort in the morning. This morning I'm woken up by a little someone. I smiled at the thought he did send me a message to comply, but it was so early. I replied back to him snuggling up to my pillows as I do so. I wished him a great day at work and that was that. Work was hectic with the boss leaving in the middle of the day because he felt sick. It was alright... I've held up the fort many times before. Today. I was feeling fine till after work on the way home. I'm going to admit that I wasn't wearing much but I was heating up. I was perfectly fine with out my jacket. I was basically in a light top that was a tank top style that was breezy. But then I was feeling like ... was there something wrong with me? The person next to me was wearing so many more layers, another girl is wearing a turtleneck? what the hell! I felt like I was havin

I'm trying my best of the best to be happy now, not to let people like... my father get to me. He knocks on my door today in the late afternoon and asks me if I've read the email that was received from my aunt. I said of course I have. He then goes off and hands me the printed out email that is comprised of two sheets of paper stapled together. He tells me that he can't believe how bad the English is in this email and gives it to me to edit. He tells me that he wants to see how awful "my English" is and at what standards it is currently at. In my heart this feels like a direct slap in the face. It really does. This show me that my father thinks I'm stupid. no no, let me rephrase that, believes I'm not good enough. I've never been good enough for him to be honest. I've never felt like I was ever good enough, smart enough, talented enough, skinny enough and worthy enough for anything to him. I truly believe that he should just love me for me and a

Chris my God brother messages me this morning to ask if I wanted to go try some soul food. I said sure why not since I hadn't seen him a little over a week or so. He takes me to a place called Boonies in Langley. We enjoyed the food. It was so good. mmMmmMm. The last picture is of Pecan Pie, I was attempting to cut it when the chef was there and turned and scooped the pie out of the pan onto the dish creating a delicious mess. It was my first time as well enjoying soul food. I tell Chris of my change within these last weeks. A lot of my sadness is gone. My mind has not faltered to dwell so much and so deep into the past, my heart has moved on and really is so much lighter, so much aware and back to being innocent and sensitive to all things. He goes and tells me that someone had broken into his car this morning and he doesn't even know how they did it, but that he's happy that we were there and about to enjoy our time together. I for one does believe the universe works i

My commitment as I read: Love As A Way Of Life. "I commit myself to reading and discovering the seven characteristics of love discussed in this book. I will seek to cultivate my heart with love of others. I want to love others as I in turn deserved to be loved." _ SzeYun Lo, May 24, 2010.

MEASUREMENT START Week 1 Weight 115 lb 114 lb BMI 21.73 21.53 Hip To Waist Ratio 0.914 0.90 Body fat percentage 26.66% 26.42% Hip To Waist Ratio Measurement: Hip: 31" Waist: 34.5" 31 / 34.5 = 0.898

this is what you've taught me... :) and this is how I should aspire to be happy. Through the words of Jason Mraz. - SYL

I've learned something from past relationships. And that is to love harder. I've had my share of failed relationships. Guys who have cheated on me, tried to force themselves on me, dumped me. Disappointed me. I've learned to let this go. I few months a go I may not have ... but I have now. New relationships I step into... I should not bring this presumption of failure along with it. All guys are different. Though I am trying to solve my equation of great love. Not all love experiences come out with the same outcome. Because the elements in the equation are different. Your formula for love in your past failed relationship could have been. A+B=C . But if you fall into a new relationship, do not believe that A+D=C. Because when you assume that the outcome will be the same as the last failed relationship, you naturally unknowingly place up a wall. The relationship has already failed before the ending has reached it's final destination point. It failed because you had fores

There was a number of things that happened today that made me kind of upset. My mother this morning ( she's a bit childish minded ) but she wanted to go visit my sister and the baby. My brother and father scold her about how she schedules herself and what not. I feel bad for my mom. I want to help her and I hear this argument through the door. But what really upset me today was that my sister had said it was quite alright if she went between the early afternoon before four. I witness my dad sit by the front window reading his book then when the time came, my father then talks her out of considering to go when my mom started to get ready. My dad continued to read his book most of the early afternoon. I was upset because during that time he could have taken the time to take my mom to see my sister and the baby. I become a little disappointed in my dad today. I should have said something, but to my dad it would have been disrespectful. But it was inconsiderate what he did. I cleane

This morning I finished reading: The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari. The Book I had read before this was Angels & Demons, and the one before that was The 5 Languages of Love for Couples. The only one I had a long reflection on was the 5 Languages of Love. I however did not post what I had to say about the book on here, but on my facebook because it gave me the opportunity to note the ones that had ever affected me in my perception of 'love'. This book however is more on the basis of the way of life, the way one should live and live for. I had a strange experience ten years ago. I even blogged about a journal entry and re-wrote it on this blog. My realization. * click here to read the entry * But the greatest change came within these last 8-9 months. Ever since this blog was revived with an ever unknowing purpose. It is when I blog when I reflect on the days...right and wrongs and on myself. I've been trying to re-discover and improve myself in every aspect of life. Followi

I filmed this the other night. Edited together. And thought long and hard about if I should put this video out at all. I don't want to give people the wrong impression. But then I think about the things that many of us do each day or things we don't do each day. How many people do reflect back on their actions? How many live and do things for a reason? I have my reasons and here's just one story of why I do what I do ... and that is play roller hockey. I can come across many people in my life. But my biggest question I fear to ask is... will you ever meet another like me again? ... I don't ask because I know...everyone is different. Everyone is to each their own. I am unique because every one is unique. Not one person is exactly the same as another, not even twins. This story of Mia, I've told a handful of times but now it's on video... it will be watched by hundreds...maybe thousands one day...maybe tens of thousands someday. But my word will continue on an

I'm happy as I continue to read, The monk who sold his Ferrari. The series of events in my life that has happened and are happening, and the choices I've made on how to deal with them ( always with my mind and heart ) seem now only right to have and continue to follow it. This morning on my way to work, the strangest morning sprinkles happened as the were clouds clearing above me showing an almost clear blue sky. It was a beautiful blue - sprinkling morning sky. My logic can only come up with the fact that the clouds may have been heated up and are dispersing by the sun's rays causing it's moisture to sprinkle down. Then my heart makes up a story that this is God wishing me well this morning. Did you know in some cultures, rain is a symbol of good luck? Work Was Work. However it was, stressful trying to plug-in content for a new site we are working on. And fixing up a migration of another while learning what it is I have to do. I actually had a date tonight. At fi

Yeah I blame a storm for knocking down the cable and leaving me no internet to blog with. That's right. Alright... Sunday was the last day of driving school. There was a reason why it is important to wear your seat belt. So people can find your body after an accident...that's right. Yesterday: I was caught in the rain...when I left the house it wasn't raining! but when I left. ~_~ I went to go buy myself flowers. reason: sometimes it takes you to make yourself feel special. Yes... I don't think I can remember the last time a man bought me flowers... it was probably with Trev. On my birthday or something like 2 years ago. I go to visit Nicki and we watch a movie together. Cop out and he drops me off at home before attending to his friends in Richmond. Today: Work was work. I'm currently reading this book called. The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari. For more than a year my friend has been trying to get me to read this book. We constantly talk positively and he had a

I had another one this morning as I had a dream with Darren in it. I woke up just heavy heart-ted and spent most of the day... shaking it off. That weird feeling that just covers your skin. I chat with my friend who seems to have the ability to make me laugh so hard and me... trying not to laugh out loud at work. Especially as we spoke about nicknames and shortcut names we have for certain things that were all made up during high school or shortly after it. For some strange reason he keeps telling me when he gets morning wood. Then I thought about it... I had a sad morning, people say good morning. So if he gets morning wood, should he say 'wood morning' instead? hahahaha sorry... it was so funny to think that up this morning when I was chatting with him. I'm going to try to start to devote myself to the Abs diet. Eating right ( to be honest I feel the effects already.. I was full a lot of the day today. I need to go and buy ingredients for most of the recipes. I'm

My father believes that creativity can blossom in a dark chambered room with a small window that lies 5 and a half feet underneath the earth. That only works for a selective few in this world. The incredibly paranoid mad geniuses of the late 1500-1700's. I am neither incredibly paranoid, mad, or live in the 1500-1700's. Genius... only time can tell. I need to go to Micheal's / De Serres Arts soon and do something risky. Spend several hundred dollars on large pieces of canvases. If I do so, this guarantees that I will paint right when I feel like doing so. I just set it up and paint. The environment I am in at home reminds me constantly why I'm now saving 1 grand a month. As those may believe I have a lot of "room" to paint at home. The art tables that are supposed to be my art tables are constantly filled up with OTHER people's items as they just simply find space to put something on. It's just a disregard of respect for me in this family. It's r

BMI Measurement: 21.73 Weight: 115(lb) x 703 = 80845 Height: 61(inches)2 = 3721 80845 / 3721 = 21.73 Waist to Hip Ratio: 0.914 waist: 32" Hip: 35" 32 / 35 = 0.914 Target: > 0.80 MEASUREMENT START Weight 115 lb BMI 21.73 Hip To Waist Ratio 0.914 Body fat percentage 26.66% Baseline Weight: 5'1 = 105 *bone structure _ medium . 0 More accurate Body Fat Percentage: 1.20 x 21.73 (BMI) = 26.08 0.23 x 26 (age ) = 5.98 26.08 + 5.98 = 32.06 32.06 - 5.4 = 26.66% Percent Over Goal: 18 - 21% My Weight From Fat : 115 x 27% = 31.05 lbs Weight I should seek to lose: 31 x 21% = 6.51 lbs

OMG it's Saturday and I missed a day of blogging ... where have my days gone to? I'm tired so I'm going to make this a short summary. Yesterday after work I made my way from work to see my little baby nephew. Only to find out when I show up he's not there and watched a movie with my sister as I await his return. Yesterday seems as though was my "break day." eating foods I shouldn't have. I watched Sherlock Holmes. It was actually very good. Filmed very well. I get home and I have to work. We has a bit of a deadline and I end up working like 2 hours trying to figure out what was wrong with some migrations of a site. This morning I basked and gave thanks for sun...by wearing a dress :) a new dress. Although it did make me feel like one of those waitresses / hostess at some restaurant like "The Keg". Driving school. Very educational, although making me a bit apprehensive about being horn happy by the end of it all. I take a break and have lunch

I've been debating for a while a bad deed. I'm going to confess, I'm not little angel that is all perfect and sweet. Me and my friend have been conversing about "bump buddies" ( not being the others, just a topic of conversation...having one, not having one ). I used to be alright with this decision to those who have "bump buddies" because to me sex is just sex. Now my emotions are caught and the thoughts of right and wrong and conscience is moving in. Damn you conscience! Personally I have never had a "bump buddy" but as a single female I wonder all the time should I have one? Someone who doesn't fit the description of my perfect guy and simply use them for sexual pleasure. My sandwich man ( seriously this guy makes me sandwiches ) once said, "Sex is always better with passion." Passion can't exist without Love. So in this instance and train of thought. I personally advise against having sex with no love. My other friend on t

Monday was a long day, after blogging I headed out to Burnaby for my roller hockey game. The rink was a slippery one to skate and our team fought a losing battle. Late games are tiring. After the game my friends were determined to get me fed. I didn't want to at first cause I didn't bring my pills with me and I was already tired from the game. We ate and god brother Chris dropped me home. I had three hours of sleep that night. The next day... I went to work, returned home to watch the Canucks final playoff game. and passed out. This morning I still felt tired. I think I'm starting to be okay by myself. I'm naturally embracing the fact that it's okay to be single. I think it's the natural flirt in me how I just start chatting away with people. I thought to myself... it's funny how my guy friends start to message me again when they find out that I'm single again. It can be one of two things. To console me, or to hit on me. I hope it's consoling, ca

it's after dinner... I'm about to get ready to pack up and go to another roller hockey game this week... two in the span of 3 days... I've never done this... But I'm feeling sick again. The discomfort in my stomach... just like last night. My dad yells at me at the dinner table because I refused to accept he soup... I had told my mother three times + .. "no I would not like any soup please", "No I don't want it..." "NO I DONT CARE IF IT"S GOOD I DON"T WANT ANY!" and she still poured me a bowl. My father lectures me for a bit about how communication... because I said we very much lacked it in this family. He says communication... I asked you why you went to the doctors and you didn't tell me what was going on. [ I had told my dad the doctor said it was IBS. ] He doesn't know what that is... and can't seem to wrap his head around it. How do you tell your parents who while growing up never really took care / loo

This game alone makes me want to get a ps3 ( again, this time for me ) not only does it look awesome... this audio track to this game trailer is pretty sick it self. I've been feeling pretty ... inspired now. Love is the source of many emotions and with that it leads us to do some stupid things, yet in others it has the power to lead us to do greater. Things we never fathomed we could. Love breeds passion, and passion leads happiness. Let passion guide me. Let love be my parent and let happiness be the fruits of my labor. *I just made that up... pretty good huh*

I'm feeling emotionally fine. Happy with myself now... happy about being just with me. But if it's not stress... what is triggering my sick feelings? I keep forgetting to take the pills... I feel like I have to keep them on me all the time now or something. I ask my dad if there was MSG in the soup, then he goes and tells me that there's always MSG in our soups. That explains a lot *maybe that's why I keep getting sick when I eat at home foods* if they constantly cook with it. I've told them to stop using it already, but my words like always fall on deaf ears. I would love to cook for the family, only if they accepted and ate what I cook and eat. Apparently beggars can be choosers. Just ate dinner and feeling sick again. I was feeling sick this morning but it went away and now it's back. *I'm trying to breathe myself through... how do you say... as I sit on the verge of tears* I've been eating really healthy lately but I guess.... Most of the time

I've been feeling... emotionally better lately. No, I haven't found a new love interest... wait... maybe I'm re-discovering the love for me. I am sexy, beautiful, talented, capable and most importantly...smart. These should all count for something... I'm a catch...waiting for my fisherman .. hahaha. I had my first class today. I felt weird as the teacher kept talking about "your parents paying for this class"... there was some guy there who seemed to be in his late 30's early 40's who's mother did pay for his class...and he openly says it. I think to myself... "teacher? can you stop saying or implying our parents paid for this? cause I'm actually going behind my parents back to do this." I don't live in a happy bappy family where my parents would pamper me. They never have... my dad signed my sister up for some driving lessons, I think my brother received some as well...but not for me ( I'm always the one left out ). A

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It's been a long day. Figuring out this and that. after work I went straight to my sisters place to spend time with her and the nephew. I also asked my future brother in-law to go zip lining with me, and he said sure and asked if I wanted to go bungee jumping as well. ( since he seems to be the only person I know that has enough balls to do it with me. ) I was unsure about bungee jumping till I looked to see if it was on my 100 goals list... It was, so I'm in! there is a list of books that I'm going to try to get my hands on and read them cause...well I want to. I usually get easily distracted but I've been trying really hard lately to focus my brain. Sometimes it is hard to focus on my book, but sometimes I can focus really well. The Monk who sold his Ferrari. The Abs Diet for Women. The Secret . The Greatness Guide. Five languages of love for singles. Saturday is another upcoming roller hockey game. My stomach is currently not agreeing with me however so I hope I feel

We met when we were 12? He was my first love ... ( when I mean this my first bf ) ... our relationship was based on mutual admiration. I know this cause we never kissed or was intimate in that way with one another when we were youngens in love. But after all these years of knowing him. It is our conversation in the car ride home that makes me see him in another light. See... I've always had faith that Nicki was smart, but he barely showed it. But when he was advising me tonight...he was right. If I feel the slightest bit of anger with Trev still... then I'm not ready. ( I was kinda pissed he would even imply that I still cared about him ). I'm not angry about that at all. It's just it was time wasted on my end, sticking it out in a relationship that was destined to fail. But I'm slowly learning to let that go. I've already forgiven the worse ones in my book. Trevor should be one of the easiest. Maybe it's harder because he was the longest. But the things I