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A few days ago at work, I was wondering where all our lovely tourist customers were. I figured they were hiding from the gloomy Vancouver skies. No, apparently they were all in Victoria! For Saturday and Sunday, my family and I went to Victoria, BC… to be tourists. Trust me, I felt really silly when tour guides would ask, “Where are you from?” I’d answer them with a “Uh… Vancouver?” They’d just not and move on. The next person would say Mexico and would strike up a conversation about tacos or something. Come on, you can strike a conversation about rain with me! Oh right, you get the same amount of rain too.

On the bright side, I got my friend a tai-chi wooden sword thing. Me and my brother were battling in that gift store in Chinatown. I also saw pretty masks. I wanted to buy it! They were pretty masks! Like, they were those type of masks with elaborate detail and artwork in them. I regret it now, I’ll have to move on somehow.

Pictures to come soon, maybe.

Next week, my mother and I will be embarking on a trip to Calgary. I should probably get off my ass since I’ll be on a bus for 15 hours twice for a grand total of 30 hours. Thank god there’s no snow this time so we won’t get delayed in some area with no cellphone reception that’ll make you play disastrous sound classical music and would want to make you yell out loud.

So, how was your weekend?

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Well, alright that was the confession haha! I like Love Lockdown because I can slightly relate to it, yet I doubt that my level of heartbreak was anywhere close to where Kanye’s was… is? But this is a story I really don’t want to tell anymore because it’s depressing and well… life is boring when you’re depressed.

They also say that when you hold a grudge or a pain in your heart, luck avoids you. We don’t want luck avoiding us, now do we?

(Where do I get all these sayings about luck and money? My mother, haha.)

But yeah, I just wanted to share how I got over this little stint. It took me 3 months and then when New Year’s was near, I have decided that I was going to get over this little thing, because surely there is something out there that is way better for me, right? Yes, the answer is always yes.

One of the things that has helped me actually fulfill this resolution was the quote “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.” I am very alive, although a bit bruised emotionally (actually, I am more cynical than ever, but that’s all good) , I’ll survive.

Speaking of resolutions, I normally stop doing my resolutions a week after, but I am going strong! How about for those made resolutions?

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(Hey this QuickPress thing on my dashboard is pretty cool!)

My inability to sleep is not unusual, although it is very unhealthy and bad for me, but I’ve figured out why I am so incapable of sleeping early these days. It’s a hyphenated word most kids in grade 12 worry like crazy about. You know it… dun, dun, dun… post-secondary.

Oh no, it’s not the getting into those schools part that is concerning me (even though it really should!) It’s the distance of the schools from Vancouver! You see, I am really excited about this whole going away for university thing, but when I look at it again, it actually really scares the living daylights out of me. The longest I have been away from my family was a week, and I had my Catholic school teachers with me then, so it was like my parents were never away.

I’m worried about homesickness (which hits me really hard) and worried whether I’ll survive (haha, anxiety much?), oh let’s not forget the weather. Vancouver has a temperature that is mild compared to the rest of Canada. These places I’m going to, they get way colder and warmer during winter and summer respectively. Also, I feel kind of sucky that I am going to leave friends again for the second time around. It’s not something I enjoy doing. =/

Complaining and worrying as I am, if I am given the actual admission to go into those schools, I can tell you that I am going to grab that chance by the neck. I’m just really scared about this whole thing, that’s all… it’s normal right?

Oh, I made a map!

Yeah, you might be asking, if you didn’t want to go so far away why did you even bother applying there? Well, I wanted to give it a try. I actually did want to go far, far away, but now, I am hesitating? Oh, I don’t know. Maybe I should worry more about this when I get actual letters of admissions and should just sleep now.

Did you move out for university? How was the experience?