Saturday, January 22, 2005

I was supposed to be back home this weekend. My very, very best friend was getting married. I had promised to be there but bailed out about 5 months ago. Instead all I could do was just ask my mom to drop off my present for her and call her early in the morning while she was getting made up for the event. I was kinda sad cause I could only say a quick congratulation and that was it as she had tons of things to do. I really, really wanted to be there for that important day of hers.

However, on a much lighter note, I had a great time with another best friend who came to visit for a whole week. She got here last weekend and I really enjoyed the company. We didn't really get to do lots of things together since I can't take any day off from work (am trying to save my vacation days) , but it was sure fun having her around. It was really quiet once she left this morning that I was a bit sad. If only I had a genie, I wonder if one of my wishes would be to have every single person in my family and every single friend that I have stick around me forever.

Monday, January 17, 2005


Birthday lunch with my second family in the windy city.
-(chocoholic)-

Sunday, January 09, 2005


One beautiful winter day full of slushy ice
-(chocomania)-
One foot on the ground, one foot on the plank. Do I head to the ship or to the city? If nineteenhundred was afraid of the infinity of the city and the land, I find myself fearful of the finite just as much as the infinite.

Went sledding for the first time in my life today. It was FUN though the drive to the park wasn't exciting at all. I wish we had a place to do that closer to the city.

Gotta get back to school tomorrow!!!!! AAARGGGGGHHHH... I'm so not up to it right now.

"It's a secret, and secrets should be kept. " - Legend of 1900

Sunday, January 02, 2005

Brand new year

So here we are, in 2005....
A brand new year, yaiikkss.... gonna be officially a year older in a few weeks. I miss my youth dearly.... Signs of quarter-life crisis perhaps?

"How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand there is no going back?"~Frodo