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    September 19

    "Mordalfus"?

    There is an important matter at stake right now, and I need advice from whomever's reading this. For those of you who don't know, ever since I was 13, I've been determined to have my name changed to something else other than Ivan Ngai Sum Sze. And now the opportunity to do so is finally available now I am "home", of legal age, and having been in the country for the past 12 months (it's part of the requirements to change your name, so I had to wait even after the immediate moment I turned 18). So now's the moment.

    Before I go on, some of you might not know the reasons why nor the story behind this whole thing, and some of you might have already known it but have simply forgotten it. If you are one of those, the following two paragraphs would be what you need to know about what's going on. I have always hated my father and his side of the family. My father was a coward, worthless and pathetic man who hardly contributed anything to keep the family working. Things with my parents and the in-laws usually won't work out, and in the end, our families separated. My father did nothing afterwards to sustain me and my mother, but instead he ran away. My paternal grandmother has always been part of the problem with the arguments that goes on within the family, and after our families split up, she helped him covered his tracks so that he would not have to take care of us. All of this happened when I was around 3-4. That's the reason why I've never liked my last name/surname/family name/whatever you like to call it, and that's the reason why I would almost never use my full name unless for documentation or formal purposes, and that's the reason why I wanted to drop my family name.
    I would not follow my mom's family name because her father was not a good man either and she was never all that proud of her family's history either. She even once said it herself, "all the men in the Cho family are worthless, only the women are those who are strong enough to struggle on their own and do well". To sum it up, let me just say that almost all the men in my family tree are either worthless cowards who are unable to do much to succeed or just simply jerks/a**holes/douchebags/etc. Most of my family tree is shattered, and I'd like to start all over. In this sort of situation, some people would rather not change their names and would rather retribute for the family name and make something good out of it. For my case, I am not too fond of that idea and I would rather start over. Therefore, I would like to change my surname to a completely new name. I would not be changing my name to some random last name and follow some random stranger's last name. I would like to start over, start my own family line, a new family name, and that's what I'm going to do.

    Now the point of this entry isn't for me to ask whether anyone out there agrees with this idea of mine with changing my name, but it is to ask for advice, opinions, comments and suggestions for what I'm about to do next with the name change idea. Ever since I  was 13, I thought of using the name "Mordalfus". A completely fictional name that I got from a book called "Mattimeo" in the "Redwall" book series. There is no special reason why I chose to pick that name; I just like the name for the way it sounds and its uniqueness. However, despite how much I have mentioned this plan of mine to my friends over the past few years, it is until recently when I actually got the application form (I've been holding onto the form for the whole summer now because I need to first inform my mother of this decision of mine since I respect her and I was in HK for a month and a half with her during the summer) that I received a few negative feedback from people, telling me that it's a stupid idea (the name itself) and so on and so forth. It frustrates me at first that nobody said anything about it for all these years until now. And since I am a bit insecured and unconfident sometimes, I'm asking for as much advice as I can, as to whether I should stick with my plan of changing my surname to "Mordalfus", or whether I should pick an alternative name? If I should pick an alternative name, it would most probably be "Matthias" (love that name for a lot of reasons, even wanted it as a middle name, as well as naming a future son that name if I were to stick with Mordalfus) or something else (and that would require lots of planning and thinking all over again if that's the case). So in a nutshell, my final question is what would you think if someone had a family name/surname/last name, Mordalfus? Would you think it's weird or unique? Cool or terrible? Good or bad? This is very important to me since I'm talking about something that would be for the rest of my life, and I only have a short time to do this as I want to get this done before I graduate high school (in my last year of high school this year, remember?). I'd really appreciate it if you have read this all, respond to this entry and take the less-than-a-minute survey (if you really can't be bothered to reply directly, then at least take the survey). Please be honest and respectful. Thank you. :-)

    Survey URL: http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=Qwq32K8MX3pJTZHIW3f5Pw_3d_3d

    September 10

    Here We Go Again

    On a random note, take a look at the date today, 09/09/09, special eh? Today is also special by the fact that it's the first day back to school for me, and I'm in Grade 12 now. It was not too bad and not that great, was just okay. It felt a bit weird to be back in school actually, especially with the issues I've mentioned in the blog entry that I posted right after school ended. But like I said, after all this time, I'm not gonna let all of my problems get the best of me this year since it's my second year in this school as well as my last, and last in high school overall. I'm trying to keep having faith that this year's gonna be a good year. :-) Anyways, for the first semester I have, Math - Data Management (i might drop out or switch out of it since me and math don't go well, especially if it's first period...), Writer's Craft (a special english class that focuses on writing skills, something that I want so to sharpen my writing skills; the teacher seem really stern though and i don't like that), Philosophy, and Biology. Let's hope everything goes well with school.

    An undate on my 5-week journey to Hong Kong from July 17 to August 24, visiting friends and family, and I have quite a lot to show and talk about now that I'm back. If I were to describe my feelings for everything about my stay in HK, it would be the word, "change". Because while I was there, I saw that a lot of things have changed and I knew it the moment I saw my siblings again. Oh, how they've grown! They're taller, bigger, and just simply...different. For example, their hands have grown larger than the last time I held them. Ever since I've moved out and my family has moved to a new, better and safer apartment, they've grown a lot more independent and they know how to take care of themselves now. Heh, children are always the easiest way to measure the changes in life. Speaking of the new apartment my family has moved to, my family seems to be doing a lot better over the past year. Family has been gaining some extra money from stocks my stepdad had invested. They've moved to a much better apartment (bear in mind that about 90% of residence in HK are apartments, space cost a lot there). My stepdad's company provide a car for him since they promised a raise a long time ago and now they're giving him a car instead of a raise to make up for it, and it's even a Mercedez-Benz E-class. So everything's been going very well with my family and I'm very happy about that. It's amazing how so much change can happen in one year.

    It was nice to see my family and how well they're doing, as well as the friends that I've made there and have loved  all along (they have different backgrounds, some were raised in HK, some weren't, but most of them weren't raised in the local Chinese culture because of their foreign backgrounds; so if only they were here instead of over there), and had a great time with them. You know, about two years ago, I once said and considered that if the happy things would stay the way they are, then I would give up my dream of "coming home" and stay there with the happiness I've found (in terms of friendship; the only problem I had with my life at that point besides the fact that I was away from "home" was my stepdad, but that's another long story for another day). But I never gave up on my dream of "coming home" because I thought that all of us were leave some day anyways, knowing that we're only there for indefinite periods of time (like i said, most of my friends were from other countries, who were just staying in HK for a indefinite period of time). So my stay there made me wonder about that thought I had two years ago now that I saw that things haven't changed and most probably won't change much any more now that the period of uncertainty while we were "graduating" is over... But in the end, I knew HK would never be my home because there are too many differences there for me to bear compared to what I perceive as my home. I wouldn't mind living over there for a period of time, but certainly not staying there. I'd say that I'm happy with the way things are right now in my life, to live my life at "home" in Canada and visit HK every so often (more like every year) to see my friends and family, so I won't be missing them TOO much. And that's the way it is, and I guess that's what's best, considering and knowing that one cannot have things both ways and in all the ways they want it to be.

    Now before I go, a few of the best pics I took while I was in HK. You know where to find the rest of my album ("Revisiting HK 2009") for this trip: right here or on my facebook.

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    The Jumbo Floating Boat Restaurant
    And while we were inside, having dinner, there was this throne thing and we took a bunch of pics there (actually, mom made us take a lot more since she liked the background, you should see the full album and you'll know what i mean). Here's one of them, a family photo:
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    Stanley district and the "Murray House" (a historical building) there
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    me and my friends up on Victoria Hill, aka The Peak
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    and the view up there:
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    Victoria Harbour at night:
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    EDIT: whoops, turns out i posted this a little bit too late to be 09/09/09 any more... :-(

    July 01

    Canadian Eh?

    The following is my tribute to Canada Day today, and my feelings and thoughts towards the nation of Canada and as to being a Canadian.

    This summer I am going to Hong Kong to visit my family and relatives, and when I told people that, a few of them would automatically assume my "home" is there and I can tell when they would ask me a simple question such as, "when are you going home?" Even though such cases are exceptional and do not often occur, I don’t like it when certain people would make such assumptions simply because I am of Chinese decent and ethnicity. I understand why they would have such assumptions in their head while approaching to a person whose background and appearances may suggest that they might have come from elsewhere and I do not blame them for doing so, but I do think they should be more considerate before they actually say something like that to a person because you never know if that person is a Canadian and if they would be offended by that. By referring elsewhere as my "home", I feel as though I am thought of as a "visitor" and I, for one, do not like to that because Canada is the place I was born and raised in, and I've always considered it my home. (On an additional note, for those of you know me, I was away from the country for 6 years. During these 6 years, I was homesick and I realized how precious this home was, and I fought my way to reclaim my home. So this home is precious to me and I do whatever I can to stand by to it) Despite all that, I do not feel any less Canadian than any other average Canadian. In my opinion, anyone who genuinely considers Canada their home is a Canadian. And one's background cannot serve as a basis for determining whether someone is Canadian because under that concept, about 95% of the Canadian population wouldn’t be considered as Canadians and only those of Aboriginals/First Nations decent would be the "true and pure" Canadians. Other than those who are of Aboriginal/First Nation decent, everyone’s ancestors were originally from somewhere else, and they decided that they wanted to settle in a new place to start a new life, and call it their home. It’s the same story no matter what number of generations one’s family have settled here. Therefore, regardless of what backgrounds we have, what type of person we are, everyone can be called a Canadian as long as they genuinely consider Canada their home. In America, there is something known as the "American dream". In Canada, I believe that the Canadian dream is that anyone regardless of race, ethnic origin, gender, religion, sexual orientation, etc., would be able to know and feel that they are welcomed to this place, and be able to call it their home if they choose to do so. And the fact that we have always placed priority in accomplishing that and how we have incorporated it into our society and our identity is why I believe this country is magnificent, why I am proud to be Canadian and why I love this country so much.

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CANADA! Proud of you, and proud to be yours! :)

    The "Longest" Update

    It's been forever since I've updated my blogs, it's been half a year already and it's been far too long as this is the longest I have ever taken in updating my blogs. I'd say that it was mostly due to procrastination as when something I want to mention happens but I don't put it down immediately and I just wait till I feel like it, other things happen as well and as that list of things you want to talk about builds up, it just takes longer to type it up and post it, and so there would be even more procrastination. Actually now that I come to think about it, ever since my second semester started, I've been growing lazier as time goes by. I guess that's what happens when you're by yourself and no longer have your parents to constantly bug you and nag you over every thing you do at home. Heh, and I thought I had good self-discipline, guess I need to work on that then.

    Anyways, I'm just gonna briefly go over all the important things that have happened since the last time I've posted.

    First semester was finished by the end of January and I did reasonably well, got 78% in Anthropo-/Socio-/Psycho-logy (average 71%), 82% in Philosophy (average 78%), 63% in Math (average 73%; I think I'm done with Math for all now, not gonna take it next year), 80% in Biology (average 80%). My overall average was 75.8%, and if it wasn't for Math I would have gotten 80% which would be great, since I think the minimum passing grade for university is 75% (for overall average) and if you get over 80% for your overall average by the time you graduate, you'd get the Ontario scholarship for university and as your overall average goes higher, the higher your scholarship.
    Second semester began in February and I had Phy Ed - Fitness, Physics, English, and a spare period. For Physics, I got 82%, English was around 70-74%, and Phy Ed was about 70%. Report cards would be mailed out later on but as far as I know this is what I should be getting. Second semester was quite disappointing really cause it should have been easy for me since there was only two periods where I was actually doing work. In fact, I think the semester might have been too easygoing for me, and so I simply got lazy and procrastinated and didn't do as well as I would have wanted to. I wouldn't have taken Phy Ed since it's usually not my type of thing but according to my guidance counsellor, I was missing a credit in a certain category and I could make up for it by taking an Arts, Economics or Phy Ed course, and so she recommended the Fitness course since it was suppose to be easy, and it kinda was. But once again, half of the time I wasn't so motivated and I skipped quite a lot of classes as well, so that explains my "meh" mark.
    School is done as of June 24, and I can't believe it's all over so soon. It's been one school year already and one year since I've gotten "home", and I can't believe how fast time has passed. I feel like nothing much has happened and that I barely accomplished much in my personal life over the past year. To this day, I still haven't made any particularly good or close friends who are close enough to hang out and such, which is sad. After all, I was hoping for more fun, drama, excitement and "life" now that I'm back in "real" high school, but apparently everything just feels like a breeze of wind that's just passing by. Partly I blame it on fate, partly I blame it on myself. I'm not sure if I've mentioned this already but ever since I've gotten back, I noticed that I've been more shy than I would usually be. Somehow, for some reason, I feel inferior and somewhat lesser as if I'm not good enough when I see my other fellow Canadians because I fear people would see me different because I have been away from the country for 6 years, and this certainly doesn't help when I have always had low self-esteem/confidence issues. I understand the logic that if you believe and see yourself in a certain way, you will eventually become that even though you're not actually like that. Therefore, I've been more shy than I need to be, more quiet and slightly more awkward than the real Ivan is, and so people don't normally see the real me, but the loser verison of myself. It's silly and I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't help it. Knowing the problem is one thing, solving that problem is another. Though I am proud to annouce that I have been making improvements and I really hope that next school year would be far lot better than it has been this year. All the experience I've had with different schools tells me that it's usually by the second year that everything good solidifies, and I hope it would certainly be that way.

    Speaking of Phy Ed and sports earlier, there's something else that I want to mention. On one of the last few days of school, floor hockey was played in Phy Ed. I can't remember when was the last time I played it since it must have been several years. But for the first time, I was actually tempted to join in and play cause I was genuinely interested (i usually sit out...our class is mostly a fitness class, we don't do sports that often, when we do, that's what I do...that's me, i'm a bad sport).
    And then I remembered how much I used to like hockey. Hockey and baseball were the two sports that I actually had interest in as a kid. But like any hint of interest I might have had for sports, it died out while I was still a kid because of many factors, particularly due to the self-esteem/confidence issues that I've already had all along, as well as the influence of my grandma's character onto mine (since I grew up with her while I was 4-8, when a lot of character development occurs) thus making me uninterested in many things that I might have liked as a child. Ultimately, it makes me wonder, if I had the opportunity to develop my interest in hockey and if sports would have entered my world, what kind of person would I have been today? One thing I can't deny and that a lot of people would support is that sports does have an effect on one's self-confidence. And since I had terrible self-confidence to begin with, it was one of the many factors that set me back from trying harder. But if I was encouraged more, maybe it could have worked the other way around and would have boosted my self-esteem/confidence... :? Meh...

    Now there's one more thing that's important and worth mentioning. During March Break, I went on a trip to Michigan. It was the first I've been in the US for several years now. What was I doing there? This would sound really silly but let me tell you something. For those of you who know me pretty well, I spend quite a lot of time on the internet and I sort of even have a life on the internet and have made a bunch of e-friends. One of them is someone by the name of DJ (DJ are his initials and what people usually call him) who is the longest e-friend I've made and possibly the longest friend I've had who I've kept in contact (I've known him since i was 13). Anyways, he's from Lansing, Michigan (the capital city of the State of Michigan) and his 18th birthday was at the end of March. So during March Break, I decided to make a trip to Michigan (to Lansing, and a short stop at Detroit while taking Greyhound) so that I could personally meet him at last, to sort of celebrate his birthday even though it's after March Break, and to also go on a little vacation of my own as well as visit the United States. It was great and I enjoyed it even though I only spent about 4 days there and that was it, but still it was a nice experience. I'm just gonna post some of the pictures I took during my trip, but not all since there's too much and I've got other pics to post as well. For the rest, check out the "Michigan" album on either my default blog as usual at http://spaces.msn.com/megastorm88 or for simplicity sake, http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=67208&id=810318538&l=6479e7aa93 on my Facebook.

    the Michigan State Capitol at Lansing, Michigan:
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    Grand River from Frances Park in Lansing, Michigan:
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    me with DJ and his friend Ben, who I already knew
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    In Detroit (seeing is believing, wasn't impressed by that city, guess what they said was true):

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    Coleman A. Young Municipal Center, aka Detroit City Hall
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    the "Spirit of Detroit" statue in front of Coleman A. Young Municipal Center, aka Detroit City Hall

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    Detroit People Mover

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    Campus Martius Park in Detroit

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    Ambassador Bridge, one of the border crossing points between Canada and USA, between the cities of Windsor, Ontario and Detroit, Michigan

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    staring out to Windsor, Ontario, Canada on the other side of the Detroit River

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    Detroit-Windsor Tunnel, one of the border crossing points between Canada and USA, between the cities of Windsor, Ontario and Detroit, Michigan

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    downtown Detroit from Fort St W

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    downtown Detroit from Lafayette Blvd

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    downtown Detroit from Woodward Ave

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    Renaissance Center, General Motors World Headquarters, in Detroit (probably the only impressive thing in Detroit...)

    And for those who are interested in the pics more than the things I say sometimes, here's some more. Last month was Open Doors Toronto, an annual event where about over a hundred historial, cultural, whatever significant buildings are open free to the public for visits. And it usually takes place on the weekend of late May.
    I was only able to attend for the Sunday one and I only had time to go inside the Ontario Legislature at Queen's Park and City Hall, and that was it, oh well, it was still something and I still enjoyed my time. :)
    Again, more pics on the "Open Doors Toronto" album on my default blog, http://spaces.msn.com/megastorm88 , and on my Facebook, http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=81178&id=810318538&l=434e6e2106  
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    the Ontario Legislature at Queen's Park

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    entrance to the legislative chamber of the Ontario Legislature at Queen's Park

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    inside the legislative chamber of the Ontario Legislature at Queen's Park

    the Council Chamber at Toronto City Hall:
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    a model of downtown Toronto at City Hall
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    Hmm, so what else to be updated on...I'm going to Hong Kong from July 17 to August 24 to visit my family. I'm getting my driving lessons because Ontario laws say that I could get a shorter waiting period for my driving test for my G2 licence (G2 = probitionary licence, right now I have a G1 = learner's permit) and cheaper insurance in the future. Besides, I could use some lessons to get me more familar with driving. :) Um, I'm also thinking of finally getting my name change after the summer since that's what I've always wanted to do but if you remember my previous blog entries, I couldn't do it cause I had to be in Ontario for the past 12 months to do so. It has already been 12 months (like I said, it's been a year and a week or two since I've gotten "home", can you believe that?), but since I'm flying, I don't want to do anything yet. Besides, it's best to let my mom know beforehand as well, so yeah.
    Well that's all the major things happening recently that I think deserves to be updated on. Hope that's enough information to make up for the 6 months or half year I was away, lol. Take care now. Hope your life has been as eventful, if not even more eventful. :)

    January 01

    Moving On...

    Happy New Year, everyone! I hope everyone had a good year last year and may you have an even better year this year. For me, 2008 was a great, eventful, and meaningful year. Got a new laptop, new phone, bought an iPod, got to go to Japan, came "home" to Toronto, which also brought back good memories, and had good "endings" with my friends in HK (not as in our friendship are over, but as in things were great and warming before I left and even after i left, we're still doing good). It's been a year of new hopes, good evenings, new accomplishments, and good endings. Now I don't do New Year's resolutions because I don't believe in them cause from the way i see it, New Year's resolutions are only a spur of the moment thing where people only keep them in mind during the New Year's and after the "New Year's period" is over, it's usually completely forgotten, so for me, there's no point in doing it. But what I will do is state what I'd like to wish for in the new year of 2009. For 2009, I wish for a year of close and meaningful relationships, a year that's fun and eventful, with things taking on a new and fastinating approach. (it may sound like any typical greeting wish, but I'm specific with my choice of words on this one so it does mean something) What wishes do you have this for year and what are you looking forward to for 2009?

    What I did above was a thing I'd usually do each year on my "diary" on my forum site that I mentioned that I have been on for the past 5 years, "vT" (just a short form of the actual name). And speaking of "vT", like I said before about how the loss of vT would hit me sooner or later, while it's starting to get to me. Now that vT's dead, it made me realize how much lonelier I've become since vT has always been my primary escape from reality or when I'm not able to do anything outside. vT also brought me a bunch of "e-friends" who I talk to when there's no one else to talk to but since I'm not close enough with some of them to have their contacts, I may never see them again now that it's gone. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted, but yeah...meh...

    On the subject of loneliness and such, I just wanna comment on something about the relationships between people and how things change in terms of that as people grow older. I know, I know, I'm going on about the whole aging thing again but I wasn't quite done back there because there was another reason (among the many others, lol) why I've always hated growing up. Anyways, I've noticed that as poeple grow up, they seem to grow...colder as well...how should I put it...like colder in terms of relationships. Remember what I mentioned about the masks we all wear? Well in my opinion, it seems like these masks become more...well, concieving for some, as they grow older which makes it harder to actually personally get to know people. And it also seems like they don't make as much of an effort to maintain relationships with people. I think it's all because people become more self-orientated since they've grown up and are able to take care of themselves, so they don't rely on people as much. But then again, humans are social beings, and everyone's scale of socialization is different. Some are satisfy with how things have become when they have grown up. Some just don't care, and some are not satisify because they just don't seem to get enough of that closer and more relationships as they have experience or got to have experience, such as myself. And as I speak for myself, for people like me, when we don't seem to react much on this, it's not because we wanted or liked it to happen this way, it's just case we've gotten used to it.
    Oh, and I also thought of something else I'd hate about adulthood, it's how people become busier and more occupied so that's mostly why they don't have as much time for other things. I mean for example, i have friends who have already started to work and it seems...well life seems to have become dull for them, no offence, since they ahve to work all the time and nothing else really happens any more. I call them up and ask them how they're doing and every time they seem worn out and...yeah. Working your ass off in an environment you might not necessarily like and be stuck in there for quite a repeative and long period of time and not necessarily have much of a choice on that either, can't imagine when one day i'd have to do something like that as well...
    But oh wel, what can we do about it. It's life...you have no choice to accept it and move on with it. Just like how I've noticed that despite how much I hate the "adult effect", i can feel it slowly creeping onto me...I dunno

    Enough of the down tone-ness. Once again, wishing everyone out there all the best as we all move along with the new year, our lives and whatever's next. God bless!

    December 25

    Merry Christmas!

    Merry Christmas! Here's my little shoutout to you all and everyone, that may you have a very Merry Christmas as well. God bless!
     
    I really don't know what is it I want to say in this entry, I guess I'll just be posting a brief entry on how Christmas was and how it went. Well first of all, it's my first Christmas back here at "home" and I delighted to celebrate back here since I've always complained about how lacking holiday spirit is, while I was away in HK and China. But you know what I find interesting? It's like while I was in HK, I would make a much greater effort to create holiday spirit because I felt like there wasn't enough of that, but yet now that I'm back, i hardly do much and it just seems like an ordinary holiday, with not too much going on but just chillin'. The little things that have made holiday a bit of something were two things...snow and Christmas trees. I always say that winter's not the same without snow and finally, there's snow; haven't had a white Christmas for 7 years now. Despite how snow turns into slush which I hate a lot, and how it's also difficult to walk when that slush turns into ice, I still love that white stuff. :-) The other thing that made my Christmas were Christmas trees. I have not had a Christmas tree at my place for Christmas in 7 years now. I bought this tiny little 60 cm (2 feet) Christmas tree for my room (can't get a huge one, they're expensive and I have nowhere to store it), put it on my bedside table, decorated with lights and stuff. And I can tell you that despite its small size, everytime I look at that little Christmas tree, it just puts a smile on my face. Even though I haven't done much this Christmas, just the snow and Christmas tree itself already made it look like Christmas. You have to learn to find the blessings in the little things.
     
    Other things that are worth mentioning about this Christmas, I got a microwave from Amanda since i kinda need one for the convenience of eating. The phone I mentioned last time was part-Christmas and part-birthday present from my parents, so yeah. Aaannnddd, i think that's about it. Oh, and I also won another $10 from the free ticket I won from the second lottery ticket I bought on my birthday. :-D As for what else I did for Christmas, well like I said I didn't really do anything. I did my usual routine in sending out dozens of Christmas cards to all the people I care and I nearly spend all my birthday money for Christmas; funny how the things I received, most were given back out.The only person i could celebrate it with this year is my grandma, and all we did was have a buffet dinner on Christmas Eve and stayed over for these couple of days. On Christmas Day (today), we didn't do anything really since it was just the two of us, stores are close and there's nothing to do really. I wanted to go to church today, but it turns out the church around my grandma's place didn't have a service for Christmas today which kinda upset me. The only service they had was for last night on Christmas Eve which I should have realize but forgot. Although it upsets me that since Christmas was suppose to be celebrating Christ's birth in the first place, but then again, the important thing is the way you bring about the meaning and what's in the heart, right? Well that's about it...for now. Again, Merry Christmas (whether or not you celebrate it i'm still gonna spread and share my joy for it)! And now for some pictures, I took tons of pics cause I couldn't get the perfect picture, so I'll just post the top ones I like the most and then you decided, the rest is in my facebook/myspace/MSN Space, etc:
     
    the little Christmas tree on my bedside table
     
    the goregous Swarovski Christmas Tree at the largest mall in Toronto, Eaton Centre
     
     
    Eaton Centre itself
     
    Toronto City Hall, during the winter, with the Christmas tree far in the background and people skiing on Nathan Phillips Square
     
    PS: all of these pics were taken with my new camera phone. :-D
    December 23

    Counting Up / Counting Down

    Well "counting up" to my last blog entry about my whole nostalgia thing, there are a couple of things I need to say about it. First of all, i just found out yesterday that the forum site (which I'd call it by its short form name, "vT") I've been going to for the past 5 years...'died'...the server/provider had a bunch of problems and finally it's gone now...It seems so coincidental that I joined that forum site right when I turned 13 and it died...now right after my **th birthday (thou shall not speak of the evil number lol). Now this upsets me because I've had a lot of history with that forum and I felt like it was, what I call, "a witness of my life" (or teenage life for that matter). During my days of absolute hell in Mainland China for two years, I relyed on three things that kept me alive, my diary (not this one, the offline one I keep), prayers with God (though it was also during this time that I had my spiritual crisis and lost my faith for a short period of time in the middle), and the Internet - in particularly that forum site, vT. I felt like it was my window to the world back then, and I even made lots of "e-friends" which I became very close with (remember my post on "Confessions of an Internet Citizen"?...yeah, there was more to it...my life online also consists of friends I have on there that are so close that we mail each other things, talk on the phone, and go on webcam, etc., yeah) through that place, and now it's gone. You might be thinking, "oookaaay...big deal, weirdo", but everyone has their weird little quirks and this is me. All I can say is that it's like the feeling of having a really close friend for the past 5 years that you have had a lot of fun with and had helped you get through the worst of days and suddenly it 'died' or went away and not coming back...Although as of yesterday, I'm still not greatly affected by it because lately i've received a new phone for my birthday/Christmas present from my parents and the spirit of Christmas is still upon me, and I'm still feeling cheerful at the moment. But I think sooner or later, it will hit me like how for some people, like my Grade 5 teacher described it when he talked about how he reacted when his mom died, there weren't much reaction when the news first came, but then one day when they started thinking, "hmm, it's been a while since I've visited so-and-so, i better...oh wait...", and that's when it hits them...

    Moving on, oh, that part I said I got a new phone. Yeah, the phone that I was originally using broke down for some odd reason and I sent it back to HK (where I bought it...random NOTE: Asia and Europe have the best phones in the world...and sadly, North American phones suck!), hoping it can be fixed. But it couldn't be fixed so my parents said that I pick out a new phone and they can send it over as a birthday and Christmas combined-present. I originally picked out the new Noka N85 (awesome phone!) but my mom got me the N95 - 8GB verison instead, thinking that it's better since the model number's higher and the phone itself is better. I understand her logic, except the model itself has been around for half a year now. But nonetheless, it doesn't matter and I still LOVE it all the same since the functions are similiar and I did wanted it before the new ones came out, so I'm very happy about the new phone even though i don't have a lot of people to call really. But anyways, presenting my 4th phone, the Nokia N95 - 8GB verison:

    And continuing with that whole nostalgia thing, after posting up the pic I took for the last entry, i've been wanting to do a picture timeline of the places I've been for a while now, now that I've got most of all the pictures I've took since I got back here (you have already seen them already). So here goes:

    Born here on 2:06 PM (EST), Sunday, December 2, 1990:
     


    Up till I was 3-4 years old, i moved between my parents' (both me and my biological father) apartment and my father's family house, and then after they were divorced, me and my mom rented a place before we finally settled down...here

    which was where I stayed from ages 4-8, with my grandma mostly around while my mom had to work nearly all the time, and during that time, from kindergarten till middle of Grade 3, I studied here:

    Mom remarried to my stepdad and then we moved to his place, which was in the western suburbs of Toronto - Mississauga and lived there for about 2 years from 8-9, where I also studied from the middle of Grade 3 till after I finished Grade 4


    after my siblings (half, but I don't care if they're half-related or full-related or whatever, i still love them) were born, we needed to move to a bigger place, so we bought a house waaay up north in the edge of the northern suburbs, in a community called Nobleton:


    sadly, while I was up in Nobleton that day, I couldn't manage to take a pic of the school I studied while I was there - Nobleton Senior Public School

    then went to mainland China because of some business problems from my parents and was there for 2.5 years...hated China so damn much that I didn't take any pics (then again, i didn't have a camera then...even if i did, there was really nothing that was worth taking pictures of)

    then settled in Hong Kong for 3.5 years after things in China didn't work out at all
    i didn't take any pics of where we lived in HK (since the apartments in HK ain't that pretty lookin), but there are pics of what my room was like (the outside of homes in HK might not be good-lookin but the insides is still a home right?) and a pic of the school I studied in


    and now...no pics of my school, only the room I live in



    so yeah, even though this was kinda unnecessary, but there we go. a timeline of pictures of the many times I have moved. see...this was what I was talking about in my previous blog entry

    and like I said, the spirit of Christmas is cheering me on. afterall, this is the first Christmas I get to spend back here in Canada. with the snow, the Christmas spirit, the tree, etc....yeah, I'll get more into that when Christmas comes. until then, let's count down for Christmas. :-) take care, God bless, everyone.

    December 11

    Things Will Never be the Same Again

    NOTE: I know this entry is extremely long, but if you read it all, it would mean a lot and you would understand so much more about me. the important points are in bold if you wanna skim though.
     
      If you wondered what the heck was the previous entry was about...well you see, that entry was posted on the day before my birthday...my 18th birthday on December 2, in fact. Yes, that's right, I'm officially considered as an "adult" now *sigh*. Even though physically nothing has changed, but symbollically, it's a big step and nothing will ever be the same again. For those of you who don't know me well enough, get ready, cause you're in for quite a story of my life. You see, I dread growing up, and I had dread my 18th birthday so much. The reasons why are simple, because I felt like my entire youth had been "wasted" away, and by youth, I meant childhood and teenage combined. You see, I was never really satisified with the way my youth went. There had been so much shit that has happened in my life that I felt like I've never really had much of the opportunity to...enjoy my youth. Just to give you a list of major events that have happened in my life so far:
    - family had always been screwed up, shattered and broken, there had been very few who could have been counted on
    - parents were divorced when I was a very little kiddo (and my real dad was never seen again...motherfucker...)
    - mom had to work her ass off day and night just to provide for me and my grandma
    - grew up with my grandma during a portion of my life and she had...well problems (she's a bit eccentric...more than you know; there was even another entry here not too long ago that described just one of the ways how she's a bit crazy) and those problems kinda screwed up part of my development as a person and part of my personality too
    - mom got remarried
    - stepdad treated me like shit
    - couldn't say a word about because my siblings were born and I didn't want to screw up the family (cause I know their marriage would be in crisis if I said a word and their family would be torn)
    - some business investment shit happened and we had to move and stay in China and HK for a period of time where I was literally dying there
    - never had much long-term/longlasting friends because I've moved several times in my life
    - ...and now, here we are.
     Ever heard of mid-life crisis? Yeah, I constantly had something I'd like to call, "youth-life crisis" or "quarter-life crisis". Like I said, I just felt like so much drama and shit has been happening continously, that it feels like I've never had much of a chance to stop and enjoy my youth or do what most "normal" things kids were able to do (please don't ask me for a list of examples...just think of some of the things you used to do as a kid or some of the things the typical kid across the street does and play). And because of that, I didn't want to move on because I felt like I'm not through with childhood and teenage and that it had been too short.
     Another reason why I dreaded adulthood is because...I'm cynical about the adult world. Remember my entry before the previous one, about how people wear masks? Well...I believe that by adulthood, everyone wears an even bigger and thicker mask because their masks have been fully developed and that...well it's harder to look behind that mask and form an actual and real relationship with someone (by relationship, I always mean relationships in general, not just the romance and dating ones). And for all those reasons, I've never looked forward to growing up, because I don't want to be like those people.
     
     Heh, funny how everyone else forward to growing up and have "freedom". Oh, and speaking of "freedom". On my actual birthday, I decided to exercise as much of my "rights and freedoms" as a "legal person" as I can. First of all, I called in the school to skip and authorized my absence; no more sneaky sneaky skipping any more. I've always wanted to rename myself to something else: Ivan Matthias Martin Mordalfus, it's a long story but since I've always hated my dad's side of the family and wanted to disconnect my surname from theirs; wanted to start a new family line since it seems like most of the names in my family were from jerks; also wanted to change my middle names as well while I was at it since I never liked it either. Even though I'm now legal and have the right to do so...I found out that I had to be in my province for the last 12 months in order to do so, meh. I also tried increasing the limit in my bank account (currently it's a pathetic $100 per day, free 15 times transaction per month), but couldn't do anything like that until my account has been around at least 6 months. Wanted to finally change my bill back to my name as receipant instead of my grandma's name...but couldn't unless my grandma was there as well. Despite all this talk about "new rights and freedoms", I still found myself restricted by certain restrictions. Like I said, it feels as if nothing has really changed much...I dunno. But the only other right I was able to freely and willingly use was to buy a lottery ticket...which I scored 4 numbers and won about $50-something. Wow...4 numbers on my first ticket, there's my little birthday present from God. :) Oh, and I also got 5 confirmed gifts from people too. So that I was happy about. But anyways, I spent the whole day out on my own, doing whatever. I wanted my moment of solitude, so I literally disconnected myself from everyone I know on that day because I did not want to talk about my birthday much really. On that day, I also went to revisit the very first school I attended, from kindergarten to the middle of Grade 3, White Haven Junior Public School, as well as the neighbourhood where I used to live while I was there. Also went to the hospital I was born in, on the exact same time I was born on, to signify and mark my official exact 18 years. Then spent the rest of the day, wandering around. Interesting how as I looked at all these places, so much has changed and so much is still the same. For example, "Scarborough Grace Hospital" is now called "Scarborough Hospital - Grace Division", yet it's still the same hospital, and how White Haven used to have portable classrooms and now they're all gone and replaced by a new block of the building, but it's still the same school. I hope the same can be said about me...things have changed for me, but I'm still the same. :-) Here are some pics I took that day:
     
    the hospital I was born in, Scarborough Grace Hospital. went back there at the exact same date and time as I was born as you can see in the watch pics (except i was born on a Sunday, not a Tuesday)
     
     
    the place where I used to live between ages 4-8
     
    the first school i've attended, from kindergarten till the middle of Grade 3, White Haven Junior Public School
     
     
     After wandering around for an entire day, I realized something. I think I had come to a conclusion as to why I do these things and why I tend to be so nostalgic, having such a hard time letting go things. I think it's because...I've never been able to truly have something that lasted long enough for me to truly hold onto throughout these years, and so in my desperation of holding onto something, I reach for all these little pieces of what I could have, put them altogether and hold onto that. Instead of holding that one or few things that make up my life, I have to hold onto the several pieces that made up my life, and not able to let go of anything because one little piece gone meant that it would be incomplete, as if my life isn't already feeling incomplete. I realized that all I ever wanted...was a home. My family had always been shattered and it had always been my mom who was actually there this whole time. Now don't get me wrong, I love my mother very very much and I know she does too and would do all her best for whatever's good for me, but just herself can't be the definition of what my entire life. Besides, despite how close we are, there's always a small gap between us in which I'd never tell her all these inner-feelings I have because I know she cares too much about me. I know that because she would try so hard to help even though her best just isn't enough to solve all of life's problems sometimes or that sometiems she cannot fully understand, that it would just bring her down along with me, so that's why I'd never tell and give out too much information.
     But by home, i didn't mean just family, i meant the deeper meanings behind the single four-letter word, home. Because I've moved so much, I was never in a place not enough to develop any strong and long relationships with anyone that was longlasting. if there's any place I'd call home, it would definitely be Canada, or more specifically, Toronto (or the Greater Toronto Area), since I was born and raised here, and spent majority of my life here. But the area of the city itself and its suburbs are huge, and even though I've lived here most of my life, but it's only in many different regions within this area. It's all shattered, along with everything else.
     
     But you know what...the sad thing is, I can't do anything about it. Time goes on, life moves on, what else are you gonna do about it? Some may say that you just gotta move on as well...but that's the main problem here! It's always so much harder for me to move on, I just stand still and wishing I could have more time, opportunities, and chances for me to make up for the things I couldn't have and enjoy it. But I know you can't stand still while everything else just keeps on going. That's why I have these 'breakdowns' every so often and get really bitter as I look into the past, because part of me is still stuck in that past, and it would take a miracle to pull that part of me out of that past, because the past is irreversible. As we have no choice to take that step and move on to life, nothing will ever be the same again.
     More the reasons why I felt bitter about turning into an adult, and all the more anyone who has fully read this dreadfully long entry, now knows about me. Cause if you have read through this all, you now know most of everything already. And if you've cared enough about me to read all this, please say something, anything, let me know that someone out there actually cares, because...I love you.
    December 01

    The End

    Yesterday and the days before are lost and gone.
    And now, today will be the last day of my life.
    Tomorrow would be the worst day of my life,
    and the days after will never be the same again.
     
    As these days watch over time,
    these days watch over us tonight.
    November 28

    Confessions of an Internet Citizen

    NOTE: what's up with all these titles people use, "Confessions of a...<insert word here>"? i mean, seriously...

     About a couple of days ago, during my Anthro-/Socio-/Psycho-logy class, we watched a news documentary on the connection between teenagers, society and the Internet, with both the aspects of positive and negative values towards it being mentioned and I have to say that I was proven guilty because of all that was mentioned, I'm part of that community. I have an online life in which I express myself a little bit more than usual and do things that are not as visible in my real life. But speaking from a perspective on the inside, I acknowledge the harms of it and I do see it happening on me sometimes despite how hard it is to stop. But let me just say that half of the reason why i'm like this is because all the shit that happened in my life (not online) have deteriated parts of my social skills and life (too many to name, but for those who have known me long enough, you'd know my grandma played a certain role in that while I was with her majority of the time between ages 4-8). But the other half of the reason is that even if I open up, not a lot of people would care for what I would have to say or want to do, or perhaps even accept. And believe me, I'm pretty real for the most part and I hardly hide away. However, when one feels like there's simply not enough support or care in their real life, such as myself, I'd resort to my online life to obtain more of that. You might say it's an overdue break from reality.
     After the video, when we had an open discussion on our thoughts about it, most people were in agreement of the negative factors and the general opinion swayed towards that. Therefore, I didn't know what to say because I felt somewhat guilty cause I know all about it. But then another thought was going through my head afterwards...who else in the room felt the same way as I did and had nothing else to say or, like the video was describing, would mask themselves and do/say something different in real life as oppose to their real selves?
     In conclusion, I just have to ask, is the problem in ourselves or is society ALSO part of the problem? All these expectations and wants...Then again, in the end, WE ALL WEAR MASKS! Some masks are more self-reflecting, some are more deceiving, some chose to wear their masks, some were forced to wear them. One way or the other, we're never always what we seem with these masks we wear, even when we look at ourselves sometimes. There can be a lot of beauty and hideosity behind that mask...in the face of the human race, in the face of every individual's inner self.

    Well as if I'm not exposing myself enough on the net already, just wanted to update on what my last entry about my new place. well the new windows are installed, and with that, I definitely feel a lot more at home. so now I have decorated my room and everything with my room is done and set in motion. I said I'd post up some pics...here we go, from all four corners of my room. whatcha think? any more room for improvement? (just notice a pun within, lol)



    and report cards came out just a week or two ago. so far I'm doing alright, most of my marks are above average...except for math! 13% below average, damn...and don't give me the asian stereotype cause screw that, lol! anyways, to explain some of the stuff on my report card, "Anthropo" stands for "Introduction to Anthro-/Socio-/Psycho-logy" (best class), and "Funct & Rel" stands for "Math - Functions and Relations". If it wasn't for Math, my overall average would be 80! so screw math, especially imaginary numbers, lol. That's all for now.

     

    ...4 days left...

    November 11

    (Long After Being) Back to School

    Hey it's been quite a while since I've updated, my apologizies. But the very reason why i haven't been able to update was because I've been extremely busy with all that has happened in life. So now I'm back in "real" high school, finally back in Canadian schools. As for how I'm doing in school, well I'm glad to be back in this school system and i love it and it's great. I'm in Grade 11 now because back in HK, they dropped me a grade cause I was a foreign student. If they didn't, I would have graduated by this year. But then I didn't want to wind up in Grade 12, at the last year of school, only to get use to things before I graduate and have everything pass by and start all over, without fully knowing what happened, so I chose to be in Grade 11. The only problem I have is blending in. Let's see, I haven't been back in 6 years, and I'm in the new kid in school and around the neighbourhood, I know nobody and I'm a nobody to everyone, I'm in Grade 11, so most of everyone knows each other already, and to make things worse, I miss the first week of school, meaning I missed intro to things. Allow me to explain, back when I was trying to register into a school, I faced certain problems in doing so. One, scools were closed during the sumer, as well as portions of the school board. Two, i did a lot of phone tagging before I got to  a department that could answer my questions. Three, the department was giving me a hard time given my situation (being away for 6 years, living on my own, etc.). So those are the reasons why I was late for school. I know I would enter since I'm Canadian, but it's just that missing the first week and the amount of time that took to get thing done frustrates me, that's all. As for the blending in problem, I've already told you some of the reasons - being new and etc. Another part of the reason is that I feel like it's my fault...I know if it's because I've away for too long or something, but I'm having a problem in reaching out to people and get to know them. I'm kinda drawn back and I'm not usually like this, but for some reason, I'm being all shy and quiet these days. And I'm so worried that I might be considered as another stereotypical dorky asian. I know it's all in my head and that usuaully it's more of a matter of how you see yourself than outerhs seeing you, but I dunno...it's screwed, the more I fuss about it, the more I'm being one, but I can't help it, ugh! Let's hope I'll be smart enough to stop being such a dork of front of people. Now don't get me wrong, school's good and in Canada, where there are lots of diversities, I'm not considered weird or frown upon, it's just that since I hardly have any friends and I don't fit into any cliques, I'm just afraid that pretty soon, school would become...mediocore...but I'm working on it. It's been 2 months now and I'd say I'm very slowly making progress. Except it's so slow that sometimes I wonder.....But otherwise, for academics in school, I'm doing moderately well. It's like the stock market, occassional ups and downs, and like the stock market, it's really intensive to look at my progress reports and how they're going up and down, lol. I'm taking Biology, Intro to Anthropo-/Socio-/Psycho-logy (perfect for me since I've always wanted to get into something related to humanities, especially psychology in university), Philosophy, and Math. I can't tell you what I'm gonna take for next semester since I'm still not sure and would definitely switch some of my course, but I can tell you I'd definitely have English (mandatory, duh; well, I like English anyways, so yeah), lol.

    And yes, for those of you who still haven't got it yet, I'm on my own (shouldn't be telling you all this, but what the hell...). Remember how I mentioned something about my parents finally allowing me to come home by myself first. So yeah, i'm pretty much settled now. Let me tell you a short story (it won't be too long, hehe). When I was looking for a place to rent (Grandma's in senior apartment, can't live with her, and she's also in the city...I want to settle in the suburbs, more stable...trust me, I lived almost throughout the GTA (Greater Toronto Area), I know my city), I found a posting on craigslist for a furnished basement for $625 (that gives you an idea of the rent in GTA), i sent them a response and they replied that someone had their eye on it but haven't made up their mind yet, so I could or could not get it. It seem like a decent place and I really liked it, but in the interest of time (since this all happened during middle-end of August and I have to settle by September), I moved on. I found a second place, which is where I am living at right now, a furnished room with everything, that's $600. But places are nice and the owners seems nice, except I personally preferred a whole basement all to myself rather than just a room with bathroom (not attached btw). Just when I settled a deal with the second place, I hear a reply from the first place the next day saying that the guy ahead in line was a fraud and that they are willing to accept me if I want to move in...what perfect timing. What would you call this...irony or Murphy's Law...or a bit of both? And knowing that the rule of irony or Murphy's Law was being in effect, I couldn't dropped the deal from the second place and go for the first place cause if I screw it up with the first place, i'd lose both. So I just accepted the situation that has happened already...which was real hard since I liked the first place more, but...at least the location of the place where I'm living now (the second place) is more ideal than the first (the first was closer to the city boundaries, so that's not too good...though at the same time, it would also mean I wouldn't need to take the suburb transit AND the city transit, but rather JUST the city transit whenever I need to get around or visit my grandma...meh). So yeah, that's all, but I'm doing good here, except for the fact that my window's still not properly fixed yet, we're still waiting for the custom-made windows to come in. I'd post some pics once the windows come in and I feel comfortable enough to truly make myself comfortable (I made myself comfortable enough, but not fully comfortable yet because i know that when people come to fix my window, there's gonna be dust, shoesmarks and all and I can't be bother to fix everything again, so yeah). But isn't that awesome? On my own, with my own place, still supported by my parents (they pay for rent, and most of everything, though I have to be careful with spending their money cause it's HKD to CAD and I don't want to be too much of a burden on them :( ...), and in high school. The only thing that's missing is my teenage social life in high school here and once I get that going...yeah. :D

    Hmmm...what else...oh, I got my driver's licence! Or rather my learner's permit. In Ontario, once you reach 16, you can apply for your licence. First you get a G1 licence, which is a learner's permit, where you take only a written test, and then you can only drive when there's another person with at least 4 years driving experience beside you, in the front seat at all times, and cannot drive between 12-5am. Then after 8-12 months, you can apply for your G2, which is a probitionary licence and you can get that after you pass a driving test and then you'd be able to do most of everything a full-licence driver does. And then after another 12 months, you can apply for your G licence, a full licence, once you pass another driving test and yeah. But nonetheless, I'm excited that I finally got my card despite how it took me a while, but yeah. :D But anyways, here's what mine looks like:

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    (btw, i'm not actually 175 cm, it's just that when the register asked me how tall I am, i was like "i don't know...maybe 175?", not that i come to thnk about it, I should be more like 177; and yes, i know I look like shit >_<)

    So that basically ends our post here, can't think of much of what else to say, but yeah, that's all. I feel bad that it took me so long to post this up, again, been either too busy or too lazy after all the work, lol. But before I go, I'd like to dedicate this post to a significant day today...Remembrance Day, a day of remembrance and appreication to peace after all the wars the world has been through (google it up if you don't know, but in Canada it has always been a big deal, where almost everyone wears a poppy, you would notice those poppies on Canadian newscasters).

    In Flanders fields the poppies blow
    Between the crosses, row on row,
    That mark our place; and in the sky
    The larks, still bravely singing, fly
    Scarce heard amid the guns below.

    We are the dead. Short days ago
    We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
    Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
    In Flanders fields.

    Take up our quarrel with the foe:
    To you from failing hands we throw
    The torch; be yours to hold it high.
    If ye break faith with us who die
    We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
    In Flanders fields.

    August 12

    Catching Up With Things

    After several weeks of phone tagging, I've finally got an answer for how to register into a school. They told me to wait until the school opens so that I can ask if they are able to take me in, wait until they open on the last week of August. Now this is hard for me cause let me describe my situation. My boxes of personal belongings have arrived but must be picked up from the post office within a week and a half, which is before the school opens. I do not have a car and can only call on people to help me move. Now I am ready to move...problem is, to where? I already had my eye on a certain neighbourhood that I can choose to rent but is it suitable for me in terms of school? Because I can't register yet and I don't know if the school is available for a new student like me, and I can't do anything about it until the school opens. So if they cannot accept me, then what? I'm afraid to move because I'm afraid of what would happen if the school doesn't accept me (if the school within walking distance isn't available then I'm screwed cause I can't move again), but yet at the same time, I have to take care of my boxes and I don't want to ask people to make too many trips moving things back and forth. Not to mention, by the time school opens and they can accept me, I still have to go through an accessment and all that complicated stuff because I've been away for the country for so long now, and that's stressing because by that time, and the first day of school isn't too far away.
    So tell me, what do you think I should do?
     
    My grandmother suggested that we hire someone and pick up the boxes first before it's too late, take it back to her place (where I am currently staying during all the time since I've been back btw). And then...I'll wait till schools open and find out more information about whether or not they can take me in and once it's okay, then I can start moving to that area and start settling down...but that would also be stressing since school starts on September 2, and with the short amount of time for moving, registering, etc, etc. Also there's also a risk that the other good available rentals might be gone by then. Oh, this just hurts my head. What do you think about this idea? Help me out here, what do you suggest?
    With no other opinions, I guess I would just have to go with the above option...and let's just hope and pray that it would all work, that the school and neighbourhood I had my eye on would be available by that time and that the accessment and registration won't be too complicated and troublesome and that I can still settle well in time to come. *sigh*
     
    On a happier note, last week, i decided to take a trip back to the westside suburbs, Mississauga, the place where we used to live in when I was 8-9, between the middle of Grade 3 till after I finished Grade 4. We moved there after my mom married my stepdad who lives there, and we moved out of there after my brother and sister were born and we decided that there wasn't enough space so we moved to a big house on the northern suburbs, right on the edge of the countryside. It was quite an experience to be back in Mississauga seeing all the familiar places. I was feeling really nostalgic that day. I even met up with my old best friend back when I lived there, Daniel, who i haven't met face-to-face for 8 years now and haven't actually sat down and talked to for 6 years. Best thing was everything was just like the same way it was back then when we were kids, except we've grown up now, looking slightly different, with different voices even though we sound the same.  Now this is great since when you meet up with old friends, the most common scenerio is that A - you're like the same as it was back thenand you talk a lot, catch up with things and have a good time, or B - you're faced in an awkward situation with lots of pauses and silence. Now scenerio B is absolutely unwanted, so I'm glad things were this way. 

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    the apartment we used to live in, Park Mansion on Kingsbridge Garden Circle. nice apartment eh? it was until after my brother and sister were born that we were running out of space and decided to move out to a big house in the suburbs that's almost right beside the countryside


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    me and my old best friend, Daniel

    July 24

    "Nobody panics when things go 'according to plan'."

    And so at last, yesterday we went back to the lawyer's office for another appointment to sort out the issue that was mentioned in my last entry. A day or two after I made that last entry, my grandma started to go back to her "normal" self and started to think a little bit more reasonably. She then began to realize how pissed and frustrated me and my mom were and what deep shit she has gotten all of us into. So she started being nicer and until finally over the last few days, we've been doing just fine. Meh, my grandma's spontaneous. Finally yesterday, we went to the lawyer's office, signed the papers and finally got it all sorted out. btw, it was my mom's old lawyer and she was good...my mom called her last week and she recognized my mom's voice after "hello" after 4 years since we've made contact with her...0_0 whoa. not to mention, the papers were sorted out very quickly yesterday so that shows howeffecient she is. So there, all done. Whew, now I can let out a sign of relief and continue on with the plan.

    But let me tell you this, if she continued being her crazy self back there, disagree and cause a lot of trouble and problems for us, and I end up with another guardian instead...I will not talk to her and visit her again...Mind you, in case you forgot or didn't know, I am a person who plans to cut off his family name, and start a new family line because the majority of the members in my family tree...are screwed up! And for those who have never heard me mentioning this before, I plan on "Mordalfus" as my future last name, got it from a book so i won't taking some other guy's name, whatcha think of it? Seriously, I do love her because she's my relative and she took part in bringing me up (...and screwed up my early childhood as well as a part of my personality and character since a large portion of that develops during that time, which is why i'm so impressed at my mom after spending nearly half a century (mom's in her mid-40s now) with her and still maintains most of her sanity even if she has her weird moments...I love my mom!) and she's part of my life, but...it's just that sometimes, it's just so hard to remember why I love my grandma and why I'd still love her (my mom has the same curse, lol)...nonetheless, I still love her.

    Now onto another subject. The title I'm using for this entry, "Nobody panics when things go 'according to plan'." Not only does it sound reasonable to relate to my current situation, but it was also a quote from the new Batman, "The Dark Knight". Yep, I watched that movie on the first day it was out, July 18th (yay!)! It was the first time I get to watch a movie back in the good ol' big-screen, loud sounds, Canadian theatres. And I gotta tell you...the movie was FRIGGIN' MINDBLOWING AWESOME! if you haven't watch it, watch it! I can tell you that it was sooo good that it has become one of my most top favourite movies, and now I can define what's one of my favourite movies whenever someone asks me "what's one of your favourite movies?" cause before, i couldn't give a clear example. but then again, i could be bias since Batman has always been my favourite superhero (i know, he has no superpowers, but that's the reason why I like him)...but it was a great movie, anyone could tell you that. so yeah, just before i go, i just wanna throw in my favourite poster from that movie

    "WHY...SO...SERIOUS" hehe

    July 15

    A perfect example to show you what my grandma is like

    Something happened just a few minutes ago and I just have to spill out my feelings right now before the moment passes and I forget. Just a small post to show you what a good person my grandmother can be. So tomorrow, we're gonna go to the lawyer's office to finalize the legal documents for her being my legal guardian now that I'm back here and my parents are still back in HK. Back when I was in HK, me and my mom already sorted out our half, signing papers stating that my mom is willing to give the guardian rights to my grandmother. Now that we're here, all my grandma has to do is sign to state that she's willing to accept being my guardian.

    Now get this...tonight she's having second thoughts. She read the document carefully (being the careful and paranoid person she is) and noticed the part "...welfare of the minor" (which doesn't involve her because my parents are the ones who are sending money to support me), and that got her paranoid mentality thinking. She started worrying if that affect HER welfare, as in the welfare the governments gives her every month for living fees, because now she has a minor under her name for only 5 friggin' months! Now it shouldn't be a big problem, unless you make it into one. Does she want to go and ask every single fucking government department to make sure it's okay FOR HER? And even if worst comes to worst, and it does and the government welfare department is an asshole and takes away a bit, what is she going to do about that? Not sign it? WHAT ABOUT ME? Who the hell would be MY legal guardian under the law? How the hell am i going to apply for school? Wait until 18th birthday passes? And there you have it, an example of what a great reliable grandmother she is...no wait, an example of what my family is like (excluding my mom of course). icon_rolleyes.gif

    As for what will happen from here. I don't know, I just called my mom already. She's gonna have to speak to my stepdad and the lawyer tomorrow morning and call me back then to tell me, and to give a fucking answer for her.
    July 11

    Niagara Falls

    About three days ago, I went to Niagara Falls, just like I said I would in my previous blog entry. Anyways, about last few, me and my grandma decided to go on a one-day tour to somewhere new and different since that has been something we've been mentioning about since I came back. But since my grandma doesn't wanna go too far and not spend so much, we chose Niagara Falls and that's where we went on Tuesday.

    Crazy thing was that we had to be in front of the travel agency by 6:15 AM for the coach bus, so we had to wake up at like 4:30 for getting up, fixing ourselves, time for public transportation and all. Was pretty crazy with all the time used. These are one of the moments where I wish I could drive and have a car of my own. But I just came back, so I'm gonna have to apply for my permit soon and I can't drive till then. Even if I get my licence, I'd still need a car of my own, something that I don't think I would have for a long time to come. I mean car price, insurance, gas....ain't gonna happen until i saved up enough money for that and still have enough savings for myself. but damn, am i excited and wanting to drive, lol. But anyways, back to the main topic. So after a long ride, which could have been a lot shorter since it's only Toronto to Niagara but the bus made a lot of stops to pick up people, we arrived in Niagara. Went up to Skylon Tower (the tallest structure that overlooks the entire Niagara Falls), took the Maid of the Mist (the ferry that goes around Niagara Falls, you should have seen it on Bruce Almighty before), and did all sorts of other stuff as well. But anyways, I had a great time and I loved it. Especially the Maid of the Mist, when we approached to the Horseshoe Falls (which is the Canadian side of the Niagara Falls, about 90% of the Niagara River goes there) with the mist splattering at us like rain, I felt so excited and high that I was screaming with joy without noticing it until a filipino lady in front of me turned and said "you must be very happy", and I laughed my ass off. So yeah, but here are the pictures. But since for my MSN Space and my myspace blog has 10 previous blog entres on display until they are archive and since I don't want a massive buildup of pics when you guys open this page, so just go up to the photo section of this blog, and go to the album for Niagara Falls and you'll see all the pics from there, so yeah. :-)

    July 07

    Push Back

    This entry isn't really anything. I'm just posting this just to push back my other entries cause i'm gonna be posting an huge entry tomorrow or day after. Otherwise, if I wait till then, there would probably be an overload of pictures and stuff when you guys view them next time. Because you see...I'm going to Niagara Falls tomorrow! :-D hehe, so yeah, that's all. All the best, take care.
    July 04

    Canada Day Follow Up

    First of all, Happy Independence Day for my yankee friends, lol. Secondly, just a friendly reminder that if you're interested in reading this long entry with all the pics I took on Canada Day, please don't forget to scroll further down to read the entry that I posted a couple of days ago and finally finished as well, lol. :-D hehe

    Anyways, about 3 days ago, it was July 1st and it was also Canada Day! my country's 141st birthday and also the first Canada Day that I've been able to spend in Canada itself after being away for 6 years now. I actually planned to go to Ottawa (the national capital) for Canada Day, but then I found out that the train tickets were about $210 round-trip and even though I have the money to pay for that, but still, since I don't have a part-time job and my money is either from my parents or my own personal savings, I don't want to make any big spendings just yet (told you i'm responsible, lol). So instead of celebrating it on Parliament Hill (the country's government headquarters sorta thing, a symbol and icon of Canada) in Ottawa, I could celebrate it in Queen's Park (Ontario province's government headquarters sorta thing) in Toronto. Afterall, there's lots to see and do in a big city like Toronto and it's been a while since I've been around, so I decided to take myself on a one-day self-tour around Toronto as my way of celebrating Canada Day. Went to several places, took several pics even though I've seen all these places for several times and for innumerable times more in my life since i'm back and living here now, making me look like a tourist (lol, heh, i don't care), and even watched the Canada Day fireworks at night. Now let me post up some the pics i took that day. If you wanna see the whole collection, just scroll up and go to the album "BACK! to Toronto" under the photos section, and there you have it. You can even go to my facebook albums or myspaces albums, but be sure to leave some comments on there if you do, lol. ;-)


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    This is Queen's Park, where the Ontario Legislature (the provincal government centre thing that I was talking about) is.

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    downtown Toronto

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    a TTC streetcar

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    Toronto Harbour with Lake Ontario (one of the five Great Lakes of North America) and Toronto Islands at the back

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    Canadian Broadcast Centre, headquarters of the CBC

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    Gardiner Expressway, the infamous one and only main expressway that runs across downtown, with the Spadina Ave and Lakeshore Blvd exit

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    a statute of King Edward VII in Queen's Park

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    The Royal Ontario Museum

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    Toronto City Hall with Nathan Phillips Square in front. That pic of me was rather shitty though...had to ask people passing by to help me take pics and they did a shitty job, so yeah.

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    the Old City Hall of Toronto

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    the Toronto Police Headquarters

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    Eaton Centre, Toronto's largest mall

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    Union Station

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    SkyDome (now known as "Rogers Centre", but meh, what the hell, it'll always be "SkyDome" for me)

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    CN Tower, used to be the tall free-standing structure and has held that record for about 20 years until recently with a height of 553.33 metres high (1815 feet), it was overtaken by some building that is now underconstruction in Dubai. just to give you an idea of how tall it was,
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    now that's an ugly pic of me, if it wasn't that, the background and all was just wonderful, there's the Toronto Island Airport in the Toronto Islands with Lake Ontario at the back

    and there's also the glass floors on top of CN Tower, which is just cool
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    So yeah, that was it. Scroll a little further down while you're at it, lol.

    July 01

    BACK! / Happy Canada Day! :-)

     Happy Canada Day! Today's July 1st and it's my nation's 141st birthday. And it's also the first Canada Day I get to spend back in Canada after being away for 6 years.

     So yeah, you can guess where I am now. hehehe. Yep, I'm back in my good ol' Canada. back to the place where I was born, where I was raised, where I came from. There's so much going on in my head that I'm really at a loss of words right now and don't know where to start. So I think I'm gonna try to keep this brief and general because like I said, there's just too much going on in my head and I don't really know how to put down altogether. It's funny cause on the last day or two before I got on the plane, and even on the day I was on the plane, my feelings were neutral, I felt nothing. Wasn't happy, excited, sad, nervous or anything. I guess after the last couple of days of feeling upset, i got over that, lol. But then on the day after I landed, I was overwhelmed by everything I see. All the familiar places and things I saw. So much has changed, and so much has stayed the same. I'd say now I'm pretty happy and doing quite well. What matters is that I'm finally home.

     I'm currently staying at my grandmother's place before I settle down and find a place of my own. One of the first couple things I had in plan to do when I come back was to get internet and a cell phone number of my own. Those two were dealt with after the first few days. And I must say, the biggest thing I have a problem with is that I think the service providers here are just vampires that suck on your money. I mean, even though my parents are the ones paying with the auto-payment service through the credit card my parents have given me (yes, I have a credit card now; my parents trusted me enough to issue a credit card under my mom's credit card account for me to pay for things that were suppose to be paid by my parents, and trust me, I'll responsible with it), still I don't wanna make it hard for them. Afterall, rent (Toronto's a nice place, but rent within any big city's metro area will always be expensive), food, transportation (upon coming back, I just realized how expensive gas has become...afterall I can apply to get my driver's licence now, but I think I'll be sticking to public transportation for quite a while to come...), other fees (such as mobile phone service as mentioned, etc), etc, will be paid by my parents, not to mention there's taxes that you pay for everything you buy in Canada, in almost everything you buy, you have to pay for GST (Good and Services Tax, it's for the federal government, at 5% after the new government lead by the Conservative Party dropped it from the 7% that it was) and PST (Provincal Sales Tax, for the provincal government; in my province, Ontario, it's 7%), 12% together), so I really don't make it hard for them cause when you change all that from Canadian currency back to Hong Kong dollars, it's a lot. And that's the problem...I'm here, they're there; the money I spend here might not seem to be too much of a problem if we're earning Canadian dollars, but the problem is my main source of income would be my parents' income, which would be in Hong Kong money...That's why I would have to get a part-time job of my own once I'm fully settled down so that it wouldn't be too hard for them, and also to earn some money for myself for future planning. But like I said, right now I'm staying with my grandmother right now so I don't have to worry about spending money on food, rent or anything of that sort. By the way, damn, I feel rather ghetto right now cause I'm sorta matching the stereotypical description of being ghetto, typical asian in a typical western country, living in a typical ghetto community (my grandma lives in Scarborough, which is probably the district in Toronto that matches the most as being ghetto, lol) with not a lot of money (actually I have several hundreds of dollars of my own, money my mom left for first month rent and deposit when i find a place, plus credit card, etc). I should get out as soon as I can...but then again, staying here means I don't have to worry about food and rent yet, and plus, being in Scarborough can make me not look like a stranger while I'm slowly resettling back in the place, so yeah.

     Something that I had always wanted to do when I come back to Canada was to visit my old friends from back when before I left here. Well after waiting all these years, my friends are now in Grade 12 and graduating this year. So I had to visit them before they graduate and scatter away. So after much effort and several problems occur that have disappointed me along the way and have brought discouragement to me (such as not getting any replies after sending out messages to several people asking them for help or just the sightest bit of information, etc), thinking it wouldn't work, I managed to attend their graduation...there's a long story behind it all but I don't feel like typing it all down right now cause I'm feeling a bit tired. But you know at first i was feeling rather upset because i was standing in the back and in the dark, with the parents and the guests, while i heard my friends' names being called and seeing small little figures going up the stage and their shadows walking down and back to their seat. You know I could have been graduating with them and be standing up there, but shit happens and yeah...long story. After it was over, everyone was in the front lobby, talking, grabbing a drink, taking pictures...I felt like a walking ghost...In the end, I had to cut myself open and rip out my guts just to go up to one of them and say something...And they recognize me and were being friendly and such...It was awesome. Pity that by that time, a few people have already left so I was only able to talk to a few. But still nonetheless, it was an incredible experience and you have no idea how much that meant to me. So yeah, that's basically it. I've been overwhelmed with emotions of all sorts throughout this month. Upset, joyful, nervous, excitement, stress, freedom, etc. It's amazing, but in the end like I said, it was all good and I'm happy about it all. May it continue this way, not to mention i saw two rainbows on the day I came back to Toronto, now does that mean things would be on my side or what, lol, let's just hope it would stay that way. All the best, and God bless!

    above, those were pics that were taken at the night of the graduation with my old friends. now below are pictures of the school i would have attended with my friends and would have graduated from if I've had stayed here and have never left...

    NOTE: I'll post another entry later on to follow up on what I did for Canada Day and all, cause I did a lot on that day and took a lot of pictures, so yeah.

    June 14

    Goodbye to You

    My remaining days left in HK are numbered and there's not a lot left, afterall I'm leaving on the 16th and going back to Toronto, Canada. Remember how I said i was feeling both excited and nervous at the same time about all of this? Well I've been getting more nervous with each passing day, and when it all boils down...I'm actually no longer sure how I feel about my going-back to Canada any more. For the last two days, it's been my last days to go out with friends (since today and tomorrow are reserved for family and then on the day after tomorrow, Monday, I'm flying), and when we all say our goodbyes in the end with so many people that I've met up with, I realized how much I'm gonna miss them and it felt terrible knowing that this is it and I probably won't be seeing them till next summer or perhaps never again. After these 3 years in HK, I've developed some of the closest relationships I've had with friends and people that I've ever had, and now I would have to move onto the next chapter of my life. You know I've always hated the fact that throughout my life, my environment and friends have always been changing with me moving away or others moving away, after being there for only 2-3 years and only having to get used to things and then everything starts over again. It's like I have never developed any long-term relationships with people. And I must say, of all these major changes I've been through (from moving from the ends to ends of Toronto, to being in mainland China, and now being in HK), I would say that this has been the best change for me because like I said, I've made some of the closest friends I've ever had in my life. But I know that it was also my dream to go back home to Canada and that it has always been what I wanted throughout the last 6 years. But now I'm no longer sure about how I feel towards that any more. It's like when you were a kid, when you wanted something really badly, you would whine, kicking and screaming, and cry your ass off for it. But after waiting for so long and after so much crying, when that thing is finally handed to you, you don't want to care any more and just want to put your chin up and say "screw that...it's too late for that now". Now I might be childish, but I'm not that childish, I'm just using this old example to sorta explain how I feel right now. I still want it, but just now sure how much I care about it any more. You know, long time ago, I once said that if the friends I have here and the happiness I experienced in between could last forever, I would be willing to give up my dreams of going home because this was good enough for me. But I know that even if I stay, eventually the others would go in time to come, so it can't last for as long as I wanted it to. Besides, it is time that I should return and move on with my life like the way it should and that I wanted, in fact I should be feeling happy about going home too...but I can't deny the fact that right now I'm feeling rather depressed because I know I will miss them ever so much and that I love each and every one of them.

    All that begins well, ends well. I'll miss you all so much...Aishwarya, Carl, Francis, Jon, Sharmaine, Archie, Jeremy, and so very much more (and if I were to include all of them it would take up a whole paragraph). And I love you all too, especially "that person" (even though I've already came clean with that person and things were straighten out). Lastly, but most importantly, I'll miss my mom...there have been many times that we couldn't see each other but we were still together (like back in the days where she had to work really hard to raise me and it was hard to find a day where we could be totally together), but this would be the first time I would actually be living away from her and won't be seeing her till next summer. And she would have to be the most important person in my life, and I love her so much...I better stop now or else I'll be going into another moment where I might break into tears. But all in all, I'm ready to face what's ahead...I think. All I can say is that I hope and I pray that everything is gonna work out for the best and that I can see all of everyone soon and that it'll all be okay. Now before I go, I just wanna dedicate a whole bunch of songs to reflect my feelings right now, but the one that best suits with everything and that has always been on my mind would be "Goodbye to You":

    "Of all the things I've believed in
    I just want to get it over with
    Tear from behind my eyes
    But I do not cry
    Counting the days that pass me by

    I've been searching deep in my soul
    Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old
    Feels like I'm starting all over again
    The last three years were just pretend
    and I said,

    Goodbye to you
    Goodbye to everything that I knew
    You were the one I loved
    The one thing I tried to hold onto

    I used to get lost in your eyes
    And it seems that I can't live a day without you
    Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away
    to a place where I am blinded by the light
    But it's not right

    Goodbye to you
    Goodbye to everything that I knew
    You were the one I loved
    The one thing I tried to hold onto

    And it hurts to want everything
    and nothing at the same time
    I want what's yours and I want what's mine
    I want you, but I'm not giving in this time

    Goodbye to you
    Goodbye to everything that I knew
    You were the one I loved
    The one thing I tried to hold onto...

    And when the stars fall, I will lie awake
    You're my shooting star
    "
    - "Goodbye to You" by Michelle Branch

    Goodbye HK, my friends here and my family...I'll see you all very soon, hopefully. Take care, God bless. And the next time you would be hearing from me would be from Canada. :-) Goodbye.

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    "Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
    Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
    So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
    It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

    It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
    I hope you had the time of your life.

    So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
    Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
    Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
    For what it's worth it was worth all the while

    It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
    I hope you had the time of your life
    ."
    - "Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)" by Green Day


    "We won't say our goodbyes, you know it's better that way
    We won't break, we won't die
    It's just a moment of change
    All we are, all we are, is everything that's right
    ..."
    - "All We Are" by OneRepublic


    "And I just hope you know
    that if you say
    Goodbye today,
    I'd ask you to be true

    Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you."
    - "Cancer" by My Chemical Romance

    May 23

    On "Break"

    Okay, this entry is waaay overdue. I should have done this a long time ago but thanks to busy-ness (i don't want to use the word "business" or else people including myself might get the wrong idea, lol) and procrastination, it's been delayed for too long, but meh, better late than never right? *shrugs* anyways, I've got a pretty lot to say so brace yourselves, lol.

    First of all, I just wanna mention something I left out in my last entry. Just to show you how concerned I was about our "graduation", I forgot to mention that March 19-22 was my 6th anniversary of leaving "home", Canada...(the 19th was when we left and the 22nd was when we arrived here; in case you're wondering, time zones and flight time affects a lot in time, lol). But it didn't really matter that much any more when I typed the last entry because the "graduation" and farewell was all that matter to me at that moment, and besides I'd be leaving soon. Oh, by the way, last week we finally booked my flight home. I'd be flying on Air Canada on June 16th, single-journey ticket, 14-something hours of flight, which is quite fast considering how my flight is a direct flight so I won't be stopping in Vancouver or Anchorage. We had to go for single-journey because it's now the hot season for flying, tickets are expensive, and since we booked our tickets late (wasn't entirely our fault, but I don't wanna go explaining the whole story as to why we waited till this late to book), they're even more expensive. >_< and when I go back to HK to visit my family, I can buy double-journey then and the prices wouldn't be as outrageous as the situation wouldn't be as tight as it has been for us now. oh, my bad, I forgot to mention that right now my ticket cost around $7000-something HKD, nearly $8000, which would be around $100 CAD/USD. now if I went for return-journey, it would be $14000-something, nearly $15000...which is way too much for us to afford, so yeah...Just one more month here, and I'll be gone...After 6 years, I'll finally be out of here...I dunno how I feel about this actually. I'm feeling both excited and nervous. Excited to finally leave, nervous cause I don't know what to expect. To be honest with you, I'm particularly nervous that I might get upset because after all this time of being away, my ultimate goal was to go "home"...but after being away for so long, what if things have changed and it all no longer feels the same and that I don't feel like it's "home" any more. Then what do I turn to? Where would I call "home"? the feeling of having your dream fulfill and shattering at the same time is a scary one. but meh, i dunno, just let it be....I don't really want to talk about this topic any more because it's making me feel weird so i better move on.

    Second major thing that i wanted to talk about...I've got another job now! since I was done with school, I was applying for a part-time job during the weekdays to make my time a little bit more productive and earn a little bit more while I'm at it. and finally last month, i got the job at this hamburger restaurant-ish place. mind you, it's not some crappy place like mcdonalds, we're talking about restaurants that use quality stuff. and when you put them in places like HK, they're even more special. so I thought I could get a pretty good salary and I applied there...which I only got a moderate hourly pay rate (not gonna say it). anyways, i just started last month and i get to choose which days of the week i wanna work and i stick to afternoon shifts. so far I guess it's been alright. the first two hours feels a bit tense and weird since it's lunch hour and the busiest time during my job, and gave me second thoughts on it. but once i get past those hours, everything else is alright. everyone's pretty friendly and easy to get along with, just the supervising manager that's a bit...well, bossy, lol. so yeah. it's my second job ever!
    as for what might my first job be? well I've been working in it since December last year and still doing it. a friend of mine who works in this high-end supermarket (again, not your average supermarket) found out that one of his colleagues from a different department needed to hire someone to replace the sunday shifts. and I gladly accepted it since it has a decent pay and i don't even need to do much, plus I only need to work on sundays, which doesn't interfere with my weekday schedule, such as school, at that time. i work as a promoter for this imported japanese green tea product, so i just make the tea, serve it, answer whatever questions customers ask, stand still and look pretty, and i get paid, so what the heck, lol. so yeah, right now, taking two jobs, earning some extra income on my own, i guess life's going along quite well. :-) *shrugs*

    So yeah, those were the two major things that have been happening to my life recently. Another thing that's not as important is that I've finally finished with those HKCEE exams. (remember how I was telling you about them?...yeah) I did...uh....alright, lol. meh, good enough i guess. not that good, but yeah...good enough, lol *smiles*

    You know what's been pissing me off recently...people. I'm pissed about how sometimes we care about people so much, their well-being, their whereabouts, etc. Yet sometimes other people just don't give a damn at all or even show any consideration, whatsoever. It also pisses me off that sometimes people don't think much about one another, yet sometimes we miss someone and they are just simply unreachable in some ways no matter how hard you try to contact them. Now I'm not saying I'm particularly any better, because I know I've made several mistakes in terms of communication with the people that are close to me, but still... I just wanna rant about...why is this so? For example, for the past month, while we've been done and out of school, I've been trying to contact people and figure a way to get us all together to do something. Yet the same situation that happened to us during the "graduation" and the planning involved in it, occured again and it just...doesn't work out all that well. And mind you, a lot of us are going our seperate ways (since like I said most people including myself, are going back to their homeland to continue on with their lives and studies). It seems like the more people there are, the harder it is to get along. I don't know if it's just me...(since I've had suspicions that maybe I just ain't good enough and that people just don't like being around with me even though i try to do what I can most of the time), or maybe it's just what they call a part of "growing up" (since from what I observe, as people grow older, they grow more apart from each other...maybe it's just that they're more independant or whatever the shit it is?; another one of my long list of reasons why I hate growing up), or maybe it's just humanity itself? I don't know. But speaking of humanity, I just wanna say that it's kinda ironic that humans are meant to be social beings and don't want to be alone, yet it's so hard for them to stay together. But meh...enough cynicism for now...

    Okay, just for some small side notes. On Mother's Day, I took the day off since it might be the last Mother's Day I would be able to spend with my mom personally. I gave her this necklace that I had with me since last year when I thought I was gonna leave. Sorry but I didn't take any pictures of it before I gave it out, so yeah...but it was nice, she liked it and I liked it too. :-)
    On another random thing, I watched Iron Man a couple of weeks ago (see, this is how delayed this entry is...) and it was friggin' awesome. It was so good that my mood went from down low that day to way up. I just love the feeling of being satisified after coming out of the theatre after some kickass movie. :-). btw, i've also fallen for the song "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath. I've always had the song all along in my computer since it was sent from a friend, but I never really listened much to it. but about a month or two ago, I saw the Iron Man trailers and it reminded me of the song and I tried it again...Loved it! :-D so as a tribute to both the awesome movie and song, I'll just temporary put up that song as my profile song. Well that's all there is I can think of to talk about for now. There might be more that I missed out, but i dunno. If I can think of any, i'll post it back up. The next time I'd be posting would probably be before I leave for Canada. *bites nails* lol. See ya!