No, not visiting Montreal. Stuck in Montreal. Funny story.
Let's just say it was the weirdest most random week ever. On Thursday evening, me and D decided to cut school for the day and hop on the next plane to Toronto, which was exactly in 2 hours.
We were supposed to be back by Monday but . . . it's Wednesday now, 6.20 pm. The next bus to Fredericton is scheduled to depart at 10.30 pm and arrive around 9 am Thursday. There goes my whole week of school (I have classes only on Mondays and Wednesdays).
Because we're that stupid, that's why we're stuck. Long story cut short, we missed our bus back home, took a different bus of the same route, stopped at the transit station we're supposed to and taddaaa! The next bus to Fredericton arrives in 16 hours. Sixteen frikkin hours.
We're in some hotel right now. Slept for 5 hours until the hotel owner came into the room asking us to check out, unless we pay more. OH EM JAY BABYGIRL you can't just bash into my door and ask me to leave, ever heard of knocking?
Apparently, we're supposed to check out at 12 noon. I swear we checked in at 8 am and the receptionist said check-out is at 12 midnight. The hotel owner was a french speaking (because it's Montreal) Indian. I find it interesting for a moment when she was all "blablabla" and pointing fingers at me. "I don't speak French" said I. Then, we got into an aggressive argument. I was so pissed I wanted to check out as soon as possible, took my tooth brush and woke D up.
Thank goodness D was calm and called the receptionist and agreed to pay another 20 bucks just to stay until 10pm. Why didn't you just tell me it was 70 dollars? It could have been easier than bashing into the door and asking me to leave. We had 20 bucks each and a credit card. This is like Survivor.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Ocean tides
Calming, soothing, quiet. These three words perfectly describe today's weather. I rose to the sound of the gentle knocks on the door and was really reluctant to take a shower right away. These days, nothing seems motivating to me.
I showered after an hour of procrastination. Made myself tuna sandwich and drank a cup of green tea. Mom phoned from afar, from some place called Astana in Russia. I wonder how she put up with her work. I wonder if I could put up with my job in the future.
I made myself comfortable on the couch, attempting to finish up an essay I was assigned to do. It then occurred to me, that annoying heart beating feeling. That piece of memory you wish you could tear it away from your head, shake it up a little bit til it breaks into smaller pieces, and flush them down the toilet. I've caused so much pain to people and to myself, been so selfish and self-centered that it eventually leads me to losing something I thought was not as valuable as it is right now. It is a little silly, come to think of it. How easy it is to gain and lose, to love and unlove, to promise and break, to hold and let go, to come and go.
I genuinely believe that I can fix the damage I've caused. In so many ways I believe it is utterly possible. But what would you do if fixing is not an option? That depends on you. Some people would persevere, some give up and walk away. But I am a firm believer in second chances and if there is none, I know good things fall apart so that better things fall together. God is almighty.
C'est la vie.
I showered after an hour of procrastination. Made myself tuna sandwich and drank a cup of green tea. Mom phoned from afar, from some place called Astana in Russia. I wonder how she put up with her work. I wonder if I could put up with my job in the future.
I made myself comfortable on the couch, attempting to finish up an essay I was assigned to do. It then occurred to me, that annoying heart beating feeling. That piece of memory you wish you could tear it away from your head, shake it up a little bit til it breaks into smaller pieces, and flush them down the toilet. I've caused so much pain to people and to myself, been so selfish and self-centered that it eventually leads me to losing something I thought was not as valuable as it is right now. It is a little silly, come to think of it. How easy it is to gain and lose, to love and unlove, to promise and break, to hold and let go, to come and go.
I genuinely believe that I can fix the damage I've caused. In so many ways I believe it is utterly possible. But what would you do if fixing is not an option? That depends on you. Some people would persevere, some give up and walk away. But I am a firm believer in second chances and if there is none, I know good things fall apart so that better things fall together. God is almighty.
C'est la vie.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
April got us fooled
Hello, how is everyone's weekend? It ain't weekend for me because final exams are starting next week. Plus, it's snowing again when it's supposed to be Spring already! It's been snowing since November or December (can't recall) and we thought it was over. Flowers are blooming, pedestrians are seen walking their dogs everywhere, flip flops and shorts are back and oh the sun never looked so bright. Well we thought wrong when mother nature decides to give us the BEST APRIL FOOL EVER!
Yesterday was a bright 10 degrees day. Everyone was wearing shorts, tank tops and flip flops. Today, it's like Narnia. I'm not joking. It's down to -7 degrees and the wind is crazy!
Click this link to watch today's snow storm:
Your Weather: Mother Nature's April Fools Joke !! - The Weather Network
Also, I found a link about a cat whose both arms were amputated due to frost bite. I wanna cry ;(
Yesterday was a bright 10 degrees day. Everyone was wearing shorts, tank tops and flip flops. Today, it's like Narnia. I'm not joking. It's down to -7 degrees and the wind is crazy!
| Today's photo |
Click this link to watch today's snow storm:
Your Weather: Mother Nature's April Fools Joke !! - The Weather Network
Also, I found a link about a cat whose both arms were amputated due to frost bite. I wanna cry ;(
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
MFN pictures
You know that moment when a song is stuck in your head and it gets really annoying?
The one that's stuck in my head now is the dikir barat song: kacip fatimah. -___-
That's because I've seen the boys practicing the dikir barat over and over again.
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| plolessss (flawless) make up by Kak Deela. She has this really cool set of eye shadows and expensive brushes. All by M.A.C and Dior, memang lah plolesss kan? |
| Lol I look awkward |
| The green thing is called a veil apparently. And I had it on wrongly, oh my god. |
| Seperti biasa, attention seeker mesti duduk front row sekali. Lights, camera, please ye, respect my effort. |
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| With David who apparently is a fan of KRU -_- |
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| With Kak Deela, my make up artist for the night. |
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| Ain, Kak Ainil, Adiba, me, Kak Deela and Tiffany |
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| can't help it, I'm sorry. |
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| That's our emcee in purple! |
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