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After months and months of absence, I'm now back to this blog! Last night on my bed, just before I feel asleep, I thought: wouldn't it be fun to write in my lovely blog right now? Hah and here I am!

I started a blog so I can record my NY life. Please click HERE !

I also decided that I'm gonna start copying lines I love from my readings. Some things are too beautiful to be forgotten.

I live such a weird life now. I love it and I dis-love it (oh wait, that's not a word, but whatever). Ultra motivating pressure + Anti-social environment below the friendly surface + 100% Discipline. Uhhh I dunno, you judge.

It's Canadian Thanksgiving! Oh yeaaaaah!

Yuyu (after having been) in Wonderland...

Oh yay! I'm back to school... A month in the US is way too fun, and only a few days after I've been back to school that I realized how hard it is to get up before 11am again. It's crazy how you can get 100 times lazier in a single day, but absolutely impossible to come back to your initial schedule!

I almost lost that sense of writing something because I wanna say something. Almost, hopefully. I write because I think: oh it has been a few weeks since I wrote anything in my blog. Or, even worse, I think: oh maybe I should write something down somewhere so that people know I exist. Or, the worst, I think: oh I probably need to write something down so I, myself, know that I am still somewhere and am able to spell a few words. However, I still believe some things are best unsaid.

I'm afraid of saying "I believe that..." to express my beliefs/opinions now.. Because once you say I believe that... people think: she believes that... and she's stupid/weird/ (mayyybe) smart/interesting... And they look at you in all sorts of ways you do not want to be looked at. I believe that people should judge less in general. Oops, I just used "I believe.."

Oh crap, I did not mean to write down nonsense stuff like this again.. Oh well.. It's almost 11pm, and I'm stuck in Tim Hortons doing my assignments... Good luck everybody, enjoy tons of assignments/papers/finals coming up in a few weeks!

<3

I love NYC!

I seriously love New York City. Don't worry, I'm coming soon [PERMANENTLY hopefully]!

I discovered an interesting magazine today "Opium". Here's the cover:


It's hard to finish a book, but magazines are quite doable. :D Subscriptions coming up!

Happy Tiger Year! BE HAPPY! <3

Possibly the last post of 2009.

I think I now know what love means and what love is.

By "love", I mean Real Love, something that everybody wants/nobody understands. But I think I do now. And I know exactly how it feels to be in love. It's just amazing.

You have to experience it yourself, and then you will realize that you are one of the luckiest and happiest people in the world...

I believe that all this would only sound cheesy to people who have not [really] experienced love yet, because this is all very true.



I, love, you. =)

Laisse moi te raconter...

"There are many more words to speak. But I do not think I will speak them. No. Not today. My mouth is tired now, and I think the time has come for me to go. Of course, I know nothing of time. But that makes no difference. To me. Thank you very much. I know you will save my life, Mr. Auster. I am counting on you. Life can last just so long, you understand. Everything else is in the room, with darkness, with God's language, with screams. Here I am of the air, a beautiful thing for the light to shine on. Perhaps you will remember that. I am Peter Stillman. That is not my real name. Thank you very much."

-From [The New York Trilogy]: "City of Glass" Ch. 2, by Paul Auster

I'm getting paranoid. About pretty much everything. Is this a sign of becoming a mature woman->extreme emotional & weird? Haha on the other hand, I can't wait to be this little 40-year-old woman sitting with her friends in a cottage beside the Roche Percé in Gaspésie. Just thinking about it makes me smiiiiiile :D

I suddenly feel that everything comes and goes so quickly. I leave something for a moment, and when I come back, I think:"Wow it's been ___ days since I....." This is even true with updating blogs. I have no idea why it takes me 2 weeks to finalize one post.. I am often frustrated by the fact that nothing comes out when I want to express myself. The above paragraph was written a week ago, and has been saved in my Draft forever.. Our piano trio's slogan:"Life Sucks! Yay!"

Somehow, I restarted reading The New York Trilogy, and I must say that it is an astonishingly interesting book! I remember reading it 2 years ago, without knowing about the author and his strange writing style (which is probably why I stopped after 3 chapters). But this time, I just can't stop! What a crazy book! Definitely a must-read. By the way, here's an interesting site worth bookmarking: 1001 Book You Must Read Before You Die

You must forgive me for not writing much and not updating regularly because of school work and piano stuff.. Everybody is stressed out, but we laugh at our own complaint. I will finish this post with another quote:"Love means to commit oneself without guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope that our love will produce love in the loved person. Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love."

Life is beautiful, when filled with love.

A la recherche du titre perdu

I'm sorry for the long wait. Half of this post has been sitting in the Draft box for a while, but I could not find other things to add to the 'unfinished' text.. I found out that writing blog is the best thing to do when you can't focus on something important. At least for tonight..

We all need changes in our life. Cutting my hair and getting lazier are among those changes. What I really need to change is my weight. If somebody has some secret tips for gaining weight, please let me know. I'm aiming for 20 more pounds in the next 7 weeks.

While I was reading my psychology textbook the other day, an interesting point drew my attention: hindsight bias - the tendency to exaggerate, after learning an outcome, one's ability to have foreseen how something turned out. Also known as the "I-knew-it-all-along" phenomenon.

I miss my grandma.. I rarely say this kind of thing. When I was young, I never pictured my life without her. I was always saying that I would live with her when I'm gonna have my own big house one day. And I was still thinking about this the other day until I suddenly realized that she has left us forever. I have never really thought about this before, maybe because her existence in my life was so natural, since I spent most of the time with her in my childhood. I wish she could read my mind now, as she has always been able to.

Arthur Rubinstein once said:"Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back."

Elle est partie...

So another person told me that her mom passed away.

I often feel uncomfortable watching people announce bad news. They do their best to be "not so sad about it", but they don't hide their feelings very well. Then I don't know what I should do.

I don't know if complaining is a habit or an addiction. Probably both?

I think I'm going back to my "not going to bed before 2am" rule. And I'm gonna break my "not able to be addicted to anything" rule real soon.