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What time are you starting this?:	605pm
Name?:	Tatiana
Nicknames?:	Tati
Date of birth?:	May 26
Sex?:	F
Height?:	5"5' - 5"6' I'm not sure
Eye color?:	Brown
Where were you born?:	Mauritius
Number of candles on your last birthday cake?:	18
Pets?:	Holland Lop rabbit named Bunbun
Hair color?:	Dark brown
Piercings?:	None
Town you live in?:	Scarborough
Favorite foods?:	Italian, Greek
Ever been to Africa?:	Mauritius is PART of the African continent so technically, I've lived in Africa. Haha.
Been toilet papering?:	Huh?
Love someone so much it made you cry?:	Lol not yet buddy.
Been in a car accident?:	No.
Croutons or bacon bits?:	Croutons
Favorite day of the week?:	Fridays, Tuesdays, Thursdays.
Favorite resturant?:	I don't have one. But I love Harry's.
Favorite flower?:	Daisies
Favorite sport to watch?:	I can tolerate soccer.
Favorite drink?:	Water. Seriously. I NEED to have my water bottle with me everywhere I go.
Favorite ice cream flavor?:	Pistachio.
Warner Bros. or Disney?:	Disney
Favorite fast food restuarant?:	Harry's, the ultimate "fast food" restaurant. It's not a franchise though.
Carpet color in your bedroom?:	It's hard wood oak baby.
Whom did you get your last email from?:	Emily
Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?:	That's a good one. Um, H&M, UO, Anthropologie, Zara, Holt Renfrew... endless possibilities.
What do you do most often when you are bored?:	Watch tv
Most annoying thing to say to me?:
Bedtime?:	10pm
Favorite TV show?:	One Tree Hill, Life Unexpected, Hellcats, Degrassi
Last person you went out to dinner with?::	My family
Been out of country?:	Yes
Believe in magick?:	No
Ford or Chevy?:	None
What are you listening to right now?:	Bon Iver
Have you ever failed a grade?:	Nope
If you have, what grade did you fail?:
Do you have a crush on someone?:	Yes
Do you have a bf/gf?:	No
If so, what is their name?:
How long have you been together?:
What are you wearing right now?:	Jeans, flannel shirt, moccasin slippers
Would you have sex before marriage?:	Sure
Have you ever had a crush on any of your teachers?:	No
Are you a virgin?:
Do you smoke?:	No
Do you drink?:	Sometimes
Are you ghetto?:	Lol what the hell
Are you a player?:	No
What are your favorite colors?:	Mint/jade/sea foam/blush/ivory/creme
What is your favorite animal?:	Elephants
Do you have any birthmarks?:	Yes
Who do you talk to most on the phone?:	I don't talk on the phone
Have you ever been slapped?:	No
Do you get online a lot?:	Never... Since the beginning of this year.
Are you shy or outgoing?:	Both
Do you shower?:	Lol yes
Do you hate school?:	No
Do you have a social life?:	Right now, it's growing. Considering the amount of work I have to do, I think it's best I don't have one right now. Hahha.
How easily do you trust people?:	Not now.
Do you have a secret people would be surprised knowing?:	Sure
Would you ever sky dive?:	Yeeees
Do you like to dance?:	Sure
Have you ever been out of state?:	Yes.. out of province.
Do you like to travel?:	Yesyesyes
Have you ever been expelled from school?:	No
Have you ever been suspended from school?:	No
Do you want to get out of your hometown?:	No
Are you spoiled?:	No
Are you a brat?:	No
Have you ever been dumped?:	No
Do you like snapple?:	No
Do you drink a lot of water?:	YES
What toothpaste do you use?:	Sensodyne
Do you have a cell phone?:	Yes
Do you have a curfew?:	I dunno
Who do you look up to?:
Are you a role model?:
Have you ever been to Six Flags or Cedar Point?:	No
What name brand do you wear the most?:	Um, it's all pretty much varied.
What kind of jewelry do you wear?:	Silver
What do you want pierced?:	Nothing
Do you like takin pictures?:	Yee
Do you like gettin your picture taken?:	Not really
Do you have a tan?:	Yes.. it's fading. But some wouldn't call it a tan because I'm pale as hell.
Do you get annoyed easily?:	No
Have you ever started a rumor?:	No
Do you have your own phone or phone line?:	No
Do you have your own pool?:	Yes
Do you prefer boxers or briefs?:	Lol um panties?
Do you have any siblings?:	1
Have you ever been played?:	No
Have you ever played anyone?:	No
Do you get along with your parents?:	Yes
How do you vent your anger?:	Music
Have you ever ran away?:	No
Have you ever been fired from a job?:	No
Do you even have a job?:	No
Do you daydream a lot?:	Yes
Do you run your mouth?:	No
What do you want a tattoo of?:	Dove, peace sign, lyrics
What do you have a tattoo of?:	Nothing yet
What does your ex bf/gf look like?:
What does your most recent crush look like?:	Jonnie from The Buried Life
Whats her/his name?:	I dunno
Are you rude?:	No
What was the last compliment you recieved?:
What is your heritage?:	Chinese descent, Mauritian
What is your lucky number?:	9
What does your hair look like right now?:	Up in a ponytail
Could you ever be a vegetarian?:	I think so
Describe your looks?:	Glasses, pale, pink cheeks/lips, uh I dunno.. lol.
Would you ever date someone younger than you?:	It depends how much younger
Would you ever date someone older than you?:	Yes
When was the last time you were drunk?:	Never
How many rings until you answer the phone?:	Two
Have you ever been skinny dipping?:	No
If yes, when was the last time?:
When was the last time you went on a date?:
Do you look more like your mother or father?:	Neither
Do you cry a lot?:	No
Do you ever cry to get your way?:	No
What phrase do you use most when on the phone?:	Allo?
Are you the romantic type?:	I dunno
Have you ever been chased by cops?:	No
What do you like most about your body?:	My curves and my booty
What do you like least about your body?:	My tummy and arms
When did you have your first crush?:	Kindergarten
When was the last time you threw up?:	Long time ago
In the opposite sex, do you prefer blondes or brunettes?:	Don't matter
Do you ever wear shirts do show your belly?:	No
What about cleavage?:	Lol no
Is your best friend a virgin?:	What the hell?
What theme does your room have?:	I dunno.. My walls are sea foam/mint green. And I have one wall with wallpaper. I have decals of buddha and "love conquers all". Home sense ? Like the store, I guess.
What size show do you wear?:	You mean SHOE, 8-8 1/2.
What is your screen name on AIM?:	Dun have one
How are you feeling right now?:	Good
When was the last time you were at a party?:	Long ago
Has there ever been a rumor spread about you?:	No
What is one of your bad qualilties?:	Starting conversation
What is one of your good qualilties?:	Listening? Lol.
Would you marry for money?:	Eh
What do you drive?:	Nothing
Are you more of a mommys or daddys child?:	Both
So?:
Well?:
When was the last time you cried in school?:	Grade 10
What kind of music do you like?:	Bon Iver, Butch Walker, Fairline, The Maine, The Tallest Man On Earth
Would you ever bungee jump?:	Yes
What is your worst fear?:	People leaving, loneliness
Would you ever join the army?:	No
Do you like cows?:	Lol sure
If you were to die today, what would you do?:	A lot of things I know I wouldn't regret
If you had one last word to say to someone before you die, what would it b?:	See you in another life.
Do you like to party?:	Eh
Hearts or broken hearts?:	Hearts
Moons or stars?:	Stars
Coke or pepsi?:	Coke
Favorite scent?:	My Roxy perfume. Smells amazingggg!
Favorite band?:	Bon Iver
Would you ever dye your hair red?:	Yes
How many languages can you speak?:	3
What time are you finishing this?:	619pm
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To whomever reads this blog:

Thanks for your time.

'cause I know I'm not going crazy. I HAVE A HIT/VISITOR COUNTER.
But really, who reads this?!

Your mind is gone and you're drunk as hell.

And not necessarily intoxicated.

time

It's time to take control of my life: me, myself, and I.

I'm ready, I'm confident, I'm sure.

Everything that happens is from now on; this is pouring rain, this is paralyzed.

Because I can't and won't allow you to ruin shit for me. Hell no. We lead different lives now and thank goodness you're no longer part of mine and I'm no longer part of yours.

Have a nice life.

WE'LL BE ALRIGHT

ALL MIDDLE FINGERS IN THE AIR, AIR.
Definitely one of my top 3 favourite songs off Lazarus. Love you Travie and your hilarious facial expressions. You da best.

stable and breakable

Amidst assignments and due dates and exams and tests and essay-and-presentation-that-need-to-be-started-asap-before-march, I don't seem to have the time to even think anymore. Even when I am doing nothing, like on the bus rides from and to class, all I think about is homework. My mind has prioritized all this shit that are important, at least I think they are but sometimes I don't want to think about SCHOOL WORK.

I used to think and ponder about random shit when I had the time. This feels like forever ago that I last did so. My world has been eaten up by a sea of school work and piling assignments. I miss when my mind wasn't filled up to the brim with work.

When I'm not doing shit, just to take a short break, I think of shit I have to do next. I feel like I'm wasting my time.

FUCK FUCK FUCK.

Let's do this. Bring it on, bitch.

At Starbucks studying for my mini psyc quiz tomorrow. That peppermint mocha was good. Aw the barista was so nice. :)

So we took the bus together today. I have to say something next time. How do you talk to a stranger?! Haha. Help.

Yourlovewillbesafe(withme)

This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization; it's the sound of the unlocking and lift away.

Steady, set go

Go and get it but don't lose yourself in the process.
Remember, don't lose yourself (again). You can't and you won't allow it.

I want it to be rewarding. Just this one time at least, please.

+
I hate it when I think I caught sight of somebody I knew, somebody I actually wanted to see in that particular circumstance, and it turns out that my mind was just playing tricks with my eyes or vice versa. I really did want to see you and maybe talk to you about anything and everything. You were a great conversationalist and that's what I admired most about you. You were genuinely nice.

I hope you even remember me because it would be extremely embarrassing if you didn't.
Story of my life. Ha.

Dear boy-lining-up-at-the-financial-services-counter-to-pick-up-his-OSAP-documents-last-week,

You were undeniably good looking. And I couldn't help to pretend not checking you out (the feeling was mutual :D). Aha. I can let your obnoxious music past.

Pleased to have encountered you.

In the near future,

Tatiana

It's kind of nice to know that a person is still thinking of you after 8 years of separation.
In a different continent, that person still remembers who you are and actually gives an honest shit about you and how you're doing. That person e-mails you frequently just to keep in touch because they want to.
If only the majority of the people I met in the past 8 years were like that, I'd give everyone a chance.

Shit happens. Life happens.

Congratulations Toronto! Way to go!

Rob Ford, you're such a professional and educated man. More people should be like you.

~
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING TORONTO?! How could you all be hypnotized by his unrealistic plans?! Cutting the vehicle registration tax altogether? We need those taxes so the city can actually get money to pay for other things.
Can we seriously shut the fuck up about the TTC expansion? What a dream, and an unnecessary one at that. Do we really need it? No. Because we have lived without that expansion for so long. And we can go on with our lives without it too.

There are far more important things that should be on top of your list Ford, other than expanding the freaking TTC lines.

today:

will consist in me stuffing myself with Indian food, mmm samosas mmm fish patties mmm bryani!!!!

The FRAN exam was way better than the NATS one. (How is that even possible?!)

And the people in the student lounge wouldn't shut up. I shoved my earphones in my ears and blasted some freaking Bon Iver. He is the answers to all of life's problems. Honestly. Haha.
Just so you know, I do not care, nor will I ever care, about your drunken escapades.

I don't want to hear about your drunk escapades. Shut. Up. Shit, I'm trying to study.

2210 you and I will be the best of friends. I'm going to freaking ace that midterm. Bring it on bitch.
:)

Confession:

I want a guy like Dave from The Buried Life. Everyday would be an experience. And obviously, he'd make me laugh for days and consequently, make me happy.
We could wear matching flannel shirt outfits! Haha, okay maybe not.
: )

Confession:

I sit in the Student Lounge hoping that someone, anyone, guy or girl (most preferably one of the opposite sex) will talk to me, strike a conversation. Not the just-for-sake-of-talking conversation, but long meaningful, i-want-to-get-to-know-you-honestly conversations. I wouldn't mind knowing your whole life story. I really wouldn't.
So far, that plan has not come to life yet. But I have hope and I know, that it will soon manifest itself.

Pleased to meet you.

daydreams

I'm looking at you, you're lookin at me.
Seconds seem days.
You wear a smile, so delicately
all in your gaze.
What you do to me, I just can't explain.
Words cannot say.
I'm looking at you, you're lookin at me
then you look away from me.
~~
Studying, taking notes for my 2210 midterm this friday.
Bon Iver's daytrotter session playing in the background. Justin Vernon, you're amazing.
Autumn has painted the sidewalks with dead, brittle leaves. Trees are constantly shaking off their branches. The air could not be any more refreshing. And the campus is ridiculously beautiful. Looking out the window of a classroom and all you see are rich reds, saturated oranges, deep browns.
I'm beginning to appreciate Fall.

results

Ford.

Why am I not surprised but yes for the 80 000+ Pantalone voters!!!
And he took the news like a freaking champ unlike Smitherman.
The elections "were mine to win". Um, no.

Only when you're defeated you decide to act somewhat civil towards your opponent.
Professionalism at its best.

takeitlikeaman

I'd let you in like a bullet to my brain.

I would.

Excerpt II - a work in progress

For once Dave, be a man. Take a God damn chance. When you see her, pour your whole soul to her. Don't be afraid. Don't be a coward. Don't let yourself stop doing what you want to do. Just for once, don't think about the consequences. Be in the present, think of the now. Just say what you want to say. Let it all out.
Let her in like a wave of shock to your brain. LET HER IN.
So what you're exposed? Exposed to brutality. So what? At least it's real. At least you know what it feels like to be in love, to have loved even if it wasn't reciprocated. Be vulnerable.
Since you've transformed into this selfish monster, all you did was block out love. You ignored it. You didn't bother to give it a try. To you, it was impossible.

But now that you know what a broken heart feels like, can't you just give yourself a second chance? I mean, I think you deserve it. The amounts of pain you caused to these girls are nothing compared to what you have been feeling these past three months.
What you felt was much more powerful, more rigorous. You haven't been coherent since then. Your world suddenly stopped.

So you know what I think? I think we should tell her how we feel. We should apologize and be as earnest as we can. That's what she needs. She needs us to be real, upfront, and brutally honest.

She's right there. She saw you. Go talk to her. Now. Go, Dave. Go.

1. This "hazelnut and vanilla" coffee tastes awful. Never buying that, ever again. Goodbye $1.49 : (
2. I fucking missed a whole page on my linguistics test and lost a shitload of marks. SHITSHITSHIT. How did I miss it? Beats me...
I will get an excellent mark next time. I have to. And I will.
3. NATS test today was brutal. WHAT THE HELL WAS THE WOMAN TALKING ABOUT?!?! She can't teach. She can't express herself in french. Let me teach the freaking class. Honestly...
4. Student lounge, you and I should frequent more often, just sayeeen ; ) Hahha.

Only Human

I'll try to relate if you will talk to me.
I'll try to be great, like it we're meant to be.
You think that maybe we could sit for a while.
Come out and say the things that you like to do.
And I'll do my best to try to relate to you.
I hope that maybe we could sit for a while.

~
Scruff, beanie, red plaid flannel shirt, vest, black fitted jeans, and sneakers.

:)

sunday night

Studying for my NATS test tomorrow and Ray Lamontagne in the background.

This weekend flew by so fast. I can't wait for the next one! Haha.

in short

i. I love having intensely long conversations with people I just met. It feels like we've known each for ages when in reality we literally were strangers minutes ago. No long awkward pauses or one word responses.
ii. I blew the remaining $15.81 on my ESPRIT gift card. Goodbye $500 : ( You gave me two sweaters and two bags. A sweater for my maman and a t-shirt for my popo. That's pretty good, I suppose. I had no idea that ESPRIT was that ridiculously expensive.
iii. So I waited three fucking hours on Thursday for an INFORMATION SESSION. Not a fucking workshop. On the flyers, it was written WORKSHOP. The workshops are in January. WHAT. THE. HELL.
iv. 2210 is gonna be the death of me. Our prof told us to aim for a C+. Are we all really failing that badly? As long as we're on the same boat...
v, NATS test on Monday. Definitely going to ace that one!!!
vi. Tatted boy in combat boots and white t-shirt, um, helloooo.
vii. I want combat/military inspired boots. Speaking of boots, I wore my UGGS three times already. I always always always thought that they were ugly. But mine aren't that bad... they're sort of aztec-y. I think I'm going to add beading and feathers. Hahaha. They were a gift and they were expensive and bought in Australia. :) Ergo, I should be thankful and just wear them. Haha. At least they're warm.

Just waiting for that workshop to start in t-minus 2 hours 51 mins.

I've been waiting since 12pm.

This is boring as hell. I've been people watching and pretending to do shit on my laptop.

Fridge Festival better be interesting or else I've been waiting for no legitimate reason. And that, would suck.

8/8

Philosophie class was hilarious and insightful today. Mr Moyel is the best!!! He almost went ape shit today!!! Hahaha. We were talking about how birth is accidental, as in being born in a royal, rich, poor, middle class, or whatever class family. And then one of the students proceeded with the following argument: Birth is not accidental. All births are planned. And then of course, another student retorted with: Are you sure ALL births are planned? What about teenage pregnancy. Other student: Yeah, they are.
It was ridiculous. It had no relevance to what we were talking about. Haha he couldn't take it, he had to bow his head in shame on their behalf.

But anyway, if you couldn't tell by my overusage of exclamation marks, I am so happy because I reached the 8 page mark for my paper!!! At least it REACHED the eighth page... I'll probably add more tomorrow when I re-re-re-revise it once more.
So, I believe that the Lords of Swift and Amazing Paper writing have answered my prayers and granted me with the powers of swift 8 page paper writing :)

FOR REAL THOUGH, because yesterday I had six pages done and I was DONE. I had nothing else to say or add or elaborate or repeat. If you read my paper, first, I don't think you'd want to even finish reading it, that's not the point, you'd be like, "Is this chick intelligent? She's just repeating herself, over, and over, and over again in various ways." Why? Because almost every sentence needs justification and excellent reasoning.

Why did I take this course again? Oh yeah, I love philosophy.

CRAMPS

It hurts like hell. All the way to my knees.
How am I supposed to write the remaining four pages of my paper in this condition?! The pain is overpowering.
The Lords of Swift and Amazing Paper Writing, please have mercy and help me.

: (

4/8

In the span of two days, I have written four freaking pages of my 8 page philosophy paper. Four more to go!!!!

HARDCORE UNIVERSITY STUDENT RIGHT HERE.
I'm putting Socrates in his place, that's right mother fucker!!! Haha my arguments are just brilliant. I don't know what's taken over me. The philosopher in me is swimming to the surface. I am impressed... by myself. How is that possible?! I've never been so motivated in my life. I feel so cultivated. My mind is thanking me right now : ) Except two weeks ago, my mind was in fucking rage over how to attack this paper. But we did it mind, it took us two weeks, but we did it! High five!

MONSIEUR MOYEL, YOU BETTER GIVE ME AN AMAZING MARK ON THIS. MERCI D'AVANCE MONSIEUR, VOUS ETES TROP GENTIL! Haha.

So my sister or someone, but most likely my sister, forgot to close my rabbit's hutch yesterday.
And just now, we saw her hopping in our backyard loose. Just taking a nice stroll on a sunny day. Thank God she's not hyperactive, 'cause we caught her and thank God it's a closed area. Silly Bunbun.
Hahah. I don't blame her though, we had rain for three consecutive days.

Who needs a dog when you have a bunny? They're just great :)

On another note:
Finished my 2210 assignment!!!!!!
BUT REALLY EFF COMPLICATED FR WORDS THAT COULD'VE BEEN SIMPLIFIED FOR THE SAKE OF PEOPLE WHO AREN'T GENIUSES, AND EFF EFF EFFFFF SUMMARIZING SHIT. I'M GOING TO OFFICIALLY HATE DOING THAT ONCE I'M DONE THIS COURSE.

Bill O'Reilly

Shut the fuck up.
"Because muslims killed people on 9/11!"
IGNORANT SON OF A BITCH.
Are we even sure that "muslims" did this? You don't have real fucking proof.
There is a huge distinction between an extremist and a religion. So don't be a freaking dumbass and generalize shit.
And your "apology" was obviously not genuine. You just wanted to cover your tracks 'cause the whole freaking nation just witnessed how ignorant you are.
And oh my gosh, blondie SHUT. UP.

By the way, a mosque can be built wherever. Everyone is entitled to their own religion. I bet if it was a church being built, you wouldn't have a problem with that now, would you O'Reilly? (AND IT'S NOT EVEN A MOSQUE THAT'S BEING BUILT, IT'S A FREAKING COMMUNITY CENTRE)
And yes, everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but in your case, it's ignorant and disrespectful.
What if I said white people caused the freaking Holocaust? And then proceeded with a conclusion that all white people were Nazis? THEN WHAT.

Oh and okay, maybe you did say the "Japanese" bombed the U.S. But when you were saying "Japanese" you knew you were referring to the Japanese military. BUT when you're saying that the "muslims attacked us on 9/11" you're indicating Islam, the religion and all its practitioners. It's a whole different situation there, Billy boy.

But hey, I guess maybe you have a racist bone in your body or you're already thoroughly convinced brainwashed by Bush's government.

ROSSI DROPS OUT?!

Are you freaking kidding me?! What the hell.
I don't understand. Why are the two worst candidates in the lead?! Really, Smitherman and Ford? REALLY TORONTO?!?!?!?

Why have our elections consecutively been a joke? I.e. The last time we had elections for Prime Minister, that was fucking useless. Dion and Harper. THE WORST CANDIDATES.

Elections cannot be taken seriously if the people running aren't professional.

The neutral man would be Pantalone. Just because I will not be voting for either of the two leading men, I'll have to stay neutral.

progress

I am beyond ecstatic right now! I finished the introduction paragraph for my first ever university dissertation de philosophie!!!
I HAD NOTHING for two weeks. Now, I can freaking consult after our next class. I'll have the ébauche and everything done.

This calls for a celebratory toast.

: )

Municipal elections

Obviously I am going to vote but I have no effing clue who deserves to be elected mayor. All the candidates uh how do I say this nicely, don't fucking know what to do. First of all, Ford is RIDICULOUS. No comment on Smitherman - actually I've got MANY comments on this guy but it would be nicer of me to keep them to myself. No honestly though, remember that article in The Star weeks ago where he was seen "enjoying the beautiful Toronto". Those pictures were as douchebaggy as they could ever get. Drinking from a fountain and pretending to actually give a shit. LIKE NO. I met the guy in person at an event a couple of weeks ago, he told me to vote for him and handed me a brochure. Haha, HELL NOOO. Threw away that brochure the minute I got it. I went through it and there were pictures of Black people, Asian people, White people, ALL KINDS OF RACES. It's so fucking ridiculous. Just to show that he's a people person and loves them in all colours. How freaking annoying. Oh and he wants to build a francophone neighbourhood in downtown Toronto. Okay that would be nice for us francophone people but is it really a priority right now??? What about the amount of debt the city is in? THINK BEFORE PLANNING YOUR PROJECTS. Some things we can live without you know? Like I've only been in Toronto for eight years... There are other people who have lived here their whole life and I'm sure they can live without whatever the hell you want to expand and shit. WHY should we spend MORE money??? And removing taxes? REALLY? Why were they put into action those taxes in the first place?! BECAUSE THE CITY NEEDS THE FUCKING MONEY!!!! THAT'S WHY.
To Thompson: LOL You are now "supporting" Smitherman because no body fucking supported you. First you were all, yeah Rossi!!! 'cause Smitherman doesn't know shit but then God knows why, you're all "SMITHERMAN!!!!!" WHAT THE FUCKKKK.
And you're all a bunch of little girls. When it comes to your campaign all you do is bash your opponents. Are you really that insecure?!? Grow some balls. How professional though, really, very professional.
If only politicians were honest people, I would definitely give them the benefit of the doubt.

So when October 25 arrives upon us, think rigorously about who you're voting for.

Reading week officially starts today.
Although my long weekend did consist of a lot of homework, I still have a shitload of things to accomplish.
An assignment due this Friday @ 4pm.
Study for a linguistics test for next Monday.
Start writing that philosophie dissertation which is due October 28. I have to have at least the rough draft done.

Let's do this.
Goodbye sleep : (

I want to knit a sweater. But with all this work load that's piling up, I don't think that's possible. I haven't even finished my "practice scarf" yet. Haha.
I can't help it, I want more freaking knitted sweaters.

So why am I in French Studies again? : (

i'mreadynowforyou

Napping and I are becoming the greatest of friends. I have never loved sleeping this much before. WTF.
Austin Gibbs x Fairline = HELL TO THE EFFING YEAH!!!

The dreamer

And sometimes it feels like nothing in this world is ever still.

Sitting in my room drowning in sweats and my j-squad swag, trying to study for that psych quiz tomorrow.

Philo class was great today. I love that course with all my being.
I've got inspiration for my paper, yay! Time to start writing it...

On the bus ride home, I saw the most swagger guy I've ever seen in my life. How do you use that term as an adjective?! But anyway, he had swagger. A lot of it - in multitude proportions. And he wasn't even wearing anything special: fitted khaki slacks and sneakers and a hoodie.
So obviously I couldn't help but stare. Hahaha. My bad!

day after

Bittersweet goodbye at the airport resulted in puffy eyes the next morning.
I will miss you both dearly but this is just a goodbye : )

I've been consecutively tired for the past week or so. I guess it's just fatigue accumulated over the week. But I honestly don't understand; I finish at noon 4/5 days. Maybe it's the change in weather that's playing with me.

I have a mini psyc quiz on Wed.
I have a philo paper due Oct 26-ish.
I have a paper/project on L'alimentation/la nutrition des Japonais due in march (but I have to finish it, better yet, start it as soon as possible.)

Reading week (unfortunately) will consist of writing that philo paper and studying for nats1500 test and then maybe, catch up on some sleep.

Anyway, today is going to be extremely depressing. My grandparents are leaving. I have been so accustomed to them being in the house these past five months. They are my world, my everything, I love them. It's going to be hard. I've got more important and costly shit to worry about though: university.
So, life happens. If shit is thrown at you, scoop it up and deal with it. Or just step on it like you don't give a fuck.
I don't know what I'm saying anymore.
I'm definitely getting that "Life happens" tattoo someday.

School has eaten up my life, basically.
I finished my first assignment! At first, I had no offing clue what the hell was required of me to do, but after reading it multiple times, I understood.
However, now I have a 8-10 pages, double-interligne, philosophie dissertation due in a couple of weeks based on Ménon.
A mini Psyc quiz next Wednesday.

I am more worried about the dissertation than anything else at this moment.

dash

How many ways can you think about Jesus
Up in the sky, as vague as your thesis
Unknown, how do I know you?
How do I know you?

All of us ache, for answers to questions
We're up on the hillside, waiting, awaking
Oh Gabriel, when will you speak to me?
When will you speak to me?

We think it's all held together by services and sacrament
And faith is like permanence, clay bowls and firmament
Oh honey, I am the honest one
I am the honest one.
~ Deyarmond Edison.

If I had to describe my faith in a song, this would be the perfect one. I wouldn't be able to say it any other way, Justin. You are the epitome of amazing.

summer in short

1. J's visit and shopping :)
2. Pool dipping and swimming all day e'rdayyy. Like literally, that one week in July when it was hot as hell, we were in the pool every single day. Like twice a day. Yay for chlorine skin.
3. The heavens have granted me my wish: I tanned. You thought this pale white skin China doll wouldn't ever achieve a sunkiss tan in her life on Earth. But she did! Tan lines, baby. Sunkiss skin. Yee'
4. Downtown hopping.
5. BBQ. Chowed down some nice grilled meat. EAT ME VEGANS!
6. Niagara Falls.
7. Collingwood, The Blue Mountains. Change of scenery. I loved being surrounded by mountains, great views, blue skies, and overall nice people and a plethora of hot guys.
8. Ate delicious homemade desserts and cakes. So freaking amazing and didn't gain weight :)
9. Centre Island
10. Ottawa/Montréal/Mont Ste. Anne
11. Waffle house eating.
12. Dyed my hair darker. Back to my original roots, baby.

Best summer so far. Just being surrounded by my family was great.

first impression

And there's a train in my heart that doesn't seem to start unless you're lying next to me

i. Missed you by a second;
ii. I officially dislike Mondays. Six hours of sitting down and listening to a professor talk is unbearable. I miss Ward (sometimes). I miss walking the halls when I felt like I needed to stretch. I miss not having a teacher talk for hours. I miss quiet work time in the French senior room : ( Crycrycry. PAUSES ARE NOT HELPFUL. So much shit to digest... it ain't even funny;
iii. Came home to something that made my Monday better. : )
iv. HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If you can't tell by the usage of multiple exclamation marks, I AM IN FUCKING DISBELIEF AND MORE THAN THRILLED RIGHT THIS MOMENT.

He don't got your number and he knows your name.

lights outside

Why must you always include God in situations that are irrelevant? Evil and negativity do not equal God.
I appreciate your sympathy but don't fucking tell me it was "God's plan".
Shit happens, believe it or not.
So you fell and nearly died but you survived, it was "God's plan".
So someone gets into a serious car accident and survived, it was "God's plan".
Someone is attacked and robbed and still survived, it was "God's plan".
Shut the fuck up.
This is exactly why I'm an existentialist.

Your level of idiocy baffles me sometimes.

day 21 - another moment

Eye-to-eye conversations. If that makes sense... It's self-explanatory.
: )

T.o

T.O. in the beautiful blue sky summer.
This view was amazing.

she's got your love

Coffee, sweaters and The Ellen DeGeneres Show.
I love the Olsens and always will.

And I am nobody's heroine

Just sitting in the student lounge waiting for class to start at 9. I've been here since 7:30. Eager beaver over here.

Baby ain't got your number. Baby ain't got your love. Woo!
Deyarmond Edison I dig it. Haha

you look like sunshine in the rain

i. Rain and Justin Vernon are made for each other.
ii. My philosophie prof is the best.
iii. Jeans and flannel and oxfords and in love with this combination for Fall.
iv. One Tree Hill and Life Unexpected are back. My life is complete (again). BUG I WOULD MARRY YOU IN A HEARTBEAT. I've been a viewer/watcher since the very first episode has ever aired, for both shows. Just saying... that's dedication right there. Jamie is so cute. Chester and my rabbit should be friends.
v. Where my gift card at????? I WANT IT. NOW.
vi. Tu ne me déranges pas du tout.
vii. The white blinds in my room are looking great.
viii. My freaking Psychologie textbook not only weighs like a brick but costs so fucking much. WTF. Ridicule.
ix. Homework this weekend will consist of reading and taking notes and reading and notes and...

Sitting at my desk, in my room, trying to finish this reading of Ménon.
Socrate, you really knew how to fuck up a mother fucker.

I like your know-it-all-but-not-entirely-snobby attitude.
Your confidence was intimidating and therefore people hated your guts.
Oh and also because you had the ability to turn a person who thought they were somewhat smart into a complete dumbass.
I like you.

Hahah.

I wish I had a day off this semester : (
Well, at least it'll be beneficial in the winter months to have Fridays off.

le premier jour

Sitting in a class for three hours has been completely unfamiliar to me since the ninth grade.
This is when I miss Ward the most... Hahaha.

I was ready to pass out in my last class of the day. IT WAS ONLY TWO O'CLOCK.

today:

v) Waffle house eating.
iv) Hair dyed blueberry black. Missed you dark hair!
iii) Updated iPod playlist. Much needed and overdue, seriously.
ii) Sun's shining, the weather is satisfying.
i) Lazarus on repeat, followed by Bruno Mars' "Just The Way You Are". I am obsessed with that song.

silent signs

I am flooded and unfilled.
And everyday it's harder still.

Justin Vernon, you are amazing beyond words.

fix me

Dr. Feel Good - Travie McCoy

Is there somethin’ you can prescribe Dr. Feel Good?
I mean he’s so happy, she’s so free Doctor, what in the world is wrong with me?


LAZARUS, go get itttt!

JustthewAyyouare

I would rather hear a Travie McCoy and Bon Iver collaboration than a Kanye West one. But maybe the rest of it will make me change my mind.

You're my backbone

Great, genuinely-interested-in-you conversations that have continuous flow. Mutual interest in what the other has to say. A great conversationalist is all I ask for.
:)

le monde nous appartient

i. Academic orientation is tomorrow. I am actually excited considering that high school is over, forever. I spent the "first day" of school doing essentially nothing. Ha. It felt great not having to wake up early and to wear the uniform and to walk those halls. This year, all of my courses are 100% in French. If you can't tell behind the computer screen, this girl is honestly freaking EXCITEDDD! I missed having a full French curriculum, like you dunnooo.
ii. After watching Julie & Julia, I've had this sudden urge to start cooking. Hmm, le beurre... (:
iii. Guess who won a gift card from Esprit? GUESS HOW MUCH THAT PERSON WON? 500 DOLLARS BITCHESSSSS! Can't wait to start wasting that free money. I've been wanting to buy more clothes for university. Thanks infinitely Vervegirl! After this weekend, everything seemed hopeless. (Not anymore!)
iv. ASH STYMEST & MUNRO CHAMBERS & JOHN O would make the best man ever not just physically but personality-wise as well, just sayin' :)
v. Traumatized but taking it one day at a time.
vi. Alright, I'm going to fix myself a cup of tea with a side of biscuits.

hell YESSSSSSSSSSSS

My day just got better :)

A message to a certain mother fucker

Maybe we weren't there to "welcome" you,
but here are a few kind words straight from the bottom of our hearts:
FUCK. YOU.

This is what I wish upon you:
I hope you get hit by a bus and die, like Regina George in Mean Girls;
I hope you choke on your own food and die;
I hope you injure yourself while running away from your own disgraceful faulty acts, by first, breaking your ankle, then falling flat on your ugly face, followed by a bloody nose and be blinded by a plethora of nails which happened to be conveniently laying there where you fell;
I hope you get caught by someone else and die;
I hope they catch your sorry skinny filthy disgusting ass;
I hope you rot and die in prison;
I hope you eat your own shit and die of diarrhea;
I hope you rot, burn and die in hell;
Better yet, I hope you die alone.
Sonuvvabitch.

Karma will bite you hard in your ass until you bleed and die, you fucking creepy psychopathic deranged motherfucker. Like shit, we didn't invite you with a golden ticket. This was not Charlie's chocolate factory, dumb ass. I DUN GIVE A SHIT IF THIS IS A FREE COUNTRY. Everyone knows there are boundaries. What is mine, IS NOT YOURS. AND WILL NEVER BE. UNLESS A COCONUT HITS ME ON THE HEAD AND CAUSES ME TO OFFER YOUR GOODIES OF YOUR CHOICE. BUT THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD, ASSHOLE. BY THE REAL WORLD, I MEAN THE FORTUNATE COUNTRY YOU LIVE IN. YOU CAN WORK AT MCDONALD'S WITHOUT A HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA ON A MINIMUM WAGE SALARY AND STILL BE ABLE TO LIVE ON YOUR OWN. SO GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER. EVERYONE HAS TO START SOMEWHERE. UNFORTUNATELY FOR YOU, THAT'S SCRUBBING DIRTY FLOORS AND CLEANING SHIT-FILLED TOILETS. But wait, that's where your sorry ass belongs. SO, fuck your mother, father, sister, brother, aunt, uncle, grandfather, grandmother, ancestors, because of them, you have been brought into this world.

The human race is capable of many things; to be extremely good or extremely bad. In this case, this motherfucker was messed up.

I have never, EVER, in this particular lifetime hated and despised with my every being ANOTHER human being who is a complete stranger (meaning, we have never met nor spoken) to me. I SHIT YOU NOT.

Because I am decent, good human being, I will leave this note/rant with this:
Have a great day filled with unfortunate events,
: )

WE'LL BE ALRIGHT

Long hours in a mini van, my ass wouldn't stop hurting after the three hour mark. One can sit on one's derrière for so long!
Day 1/ T.O - Ottawa: 4 hours
Day 2/ Ottawa - MTL: 2 hours
Day 3/ MTL - Mont-Sainte-Anne de Beaupré: 3 hours
Mont-Sainte-Anne de Beaupré - Ottawa: 5 fucking hours.
We got the shittiest weather ever too. F you rain, F you wind, F YOU COLD.

THE BEST PART:
Me being tired as hell, passing out on the living room floor a la japanese. A mat and a pillow, who needs comfort?! NOT THIS ONE RIGHT HERE.
The things I DO for people.
But I loved Montréal so freaking much. It's good to be surrounded by the french language again. Everything written in French. It feels damn good and just right in general. On se verra a la prochaine, Montréal. <3
I can't wait for school to start. Like please, hurryy.

stopover

Je t'aime, Montréal.
I swear I will live here someday.

(Road) trippin'

Ottawa-Montreal-Mont Ste. Anne
Great way to end my summer. (:

I've been catching up on Modern Family.
Gloria is freaking hilarious in the Oscars ep with the charades.
Hahaha,
"THE FINGER! THE ONE FINGER! THE SKY!"
And of course Cam/Mitchell, "Casablanca."

hot damn

The humidity is unbearable.
It's a friggen steam sauna up in this bitch.
I. AM. MELTINGGGG.

But I shouldn't complain since I've been craving real summer weather for the past two weeks or so.
At least we get to enjoy the pool this week before the end : (

glad you came back

i. Few things actually last forever, or at least for awhile.
ii. On that $$$ tip. Haha.
iii. Shorts inspired by songs. A compilation. I should start writing.
iv. University bound in 2 weeks :)
v. This season's of Degrassi is addicting. Chambers, hellllloooo ;)

where have you been?

Summer, come back. Stop hiding behind clouds, grey skies and rain.

Aside from the rather unusual chilly weather, I've been catching up on some Jersey Shore and watching movies.
Tomorrow will be the death of me, I am attending - (pause) - a Justin Bieber concert.
For the sake of my 13-year-old sister and my 10-year-old cousin.
KILL. ME. NOW.

it'll burn

Since when did time become my biggest enemy?

after much anticipation and wait...

I am finally a proud owner of a Macbook and iPod touch.
TWO YEARS OF PATIENCE.

: )

filled up to the brim

It's loaded, just trigger.
Every little thing, action, object, moment, just basically anything that is of a reminder makes me fucking break down. I try, I honestly try to reminisce on all the laughter and good memories but once that memory is played, it's over.
It's fucking loaded, just trigger.

So what does that make me exactly? A weak, sensitive mother fucker?

can't get off, can't get over

I get attached too easily.
Queue the fucking waterworks.

I'll be on a plane five months from now (hopefully) and rolling in dolladolla bills.
No taxes and shit.

Thank you for the laughs, memories, and overall great moments.
Things will never be the same, but life goes on and unfortunately, we live on opposite sides of the world.

I hope to see you soon.

day 10 - what i wore today

Polka dot box blouse, denim shorts, light peach converse knockoffs.

I have never been (consecutively) happy in awhile.

day 8 - a moment

Sheepish stares on the subway. Like actual attraction, human to human, energies colliding, MINDFUCK sort of thing.

That was it. Haha.

i promise you

Georgian Bay was amazing.
Collingwood/The Blue Mountains, we shall see each other again.
I am definitely missing your beautiful mountains and plethora of attractive guys.
'til then.
(:

feels like summer

Wind in wavy hair, lots o' jewelery, SHORTS, (ripped and frayed) denim, sun hat, sunscreen, SANDALS, braids, lip balm, wedges, chlorine, by the pool, ice cream/froyo, starbucks drinks, car rides, long drives, sun kissed skin, family bonding, overall a great time.

tell me everything (will be alright)

All the matter in this world would never compare to us, to whatever we have, none.

day 9 - my beliefs

I wouldn't call myself religious or a strong believer for that matter. For years I considered myself a "Catholic" because I was born a "Catholic" and participated/received in some sacraments. But after having analyzed, witnessed and made discoveries about certain things, I don't quite know what I consider myself now. I am still figuring it out. Though I don't think that it is a necessity to label myself in that department. I dislike labels, especially when it comes to religion like how some churches call themselves "Chinese (insert Christian religion here) church" or "Armenian (insert Christian religion here) church", are you fucking kidding me? Is that really needed? If we share the same religion, if we believe in the same things then the purpose of separation and segregating believers according to race or culture is completely contradictory.

I still go to mass. I try to avoid it when I can. I go to mass because of my parents. I don't understand why we go now because we never went when I was a kid. When we immigrated here eight years ago, we suddenly started. So I go. I have to or my Dad will go ape shit or bat shit, some kind of -shit on me.

One thing's for sure, I am not atheist. I definitely believe in God, a higher power/being that is a protector and a spiritual guide. I like Buddhist philosophies and principles. So my beliefs are a combination of both Christian Catholic and Buddhist beliefs, and sometimes existentialist philosophies, such as the likes of Jean-Paul Sartre. He might be cynical but that's what I love about him.

I tried to form a list of what I do and do not believe in. Here it goes:
i. God & Christ - like I said, I believe in a God. A higher power/being, that is omnipresent, omnipotent, and omniscient. He's forgiving, understand and accepting of all our perfections and imperfections.
ii. Heaven and Hell - both on Earth and above. Sort of like reincarnation, etc.
iii. Reincarnation - multiple lives/deja vu.
iv. Miracles
v. Karma - 'cause well, she's a big bitch.

That's about it... but to those non-believing big-ass-cross/rosary-wearing sonuvva bitches, FUCK YOU. You don't even believe in Christ, you're not even fucking Christian. Take that shit off. You don't have a legitimate reason to be wearing it.

keep on

We're searching for our saving grace.

f'd up

"Everyone feels cheated sometimes.
Yeah, we all feel a little fucked up sometimes."


I will be rotting in chlorine by the end of this summer. HELL TO THE FUCKING YEAH!!!!

colour

"We're just trying to find some colour in this
black and white world."

Currently, our household is filled with five other people, meaning that we are nine living under the same roof. It's like I'm a kid again, living with my grandparents, two uncles and my family.
This summer is all about figuring and sorting and filing my shit out. I can't allow the same things reoccur over and over again. I'm done. Aside from figuring shit out, I am loving my family more and more each day.

things left unsaid

For once, I don't want to be chasing people. I want to be chased.
I think the feeling would be nice.


So, fuck you if you've given up on me.
Fuck you for having no legitimate reason.
Fuck you for not caring as much as I did, because if you did, things wouldn't have turned out so ugly.
Fuck you for accusing me of something entirely fabricated in your head, because for your information, I did give a fuck and I wasn't saying shit just for the hell of it.
Fuck you for not having a single backbone in your body. You weakling piece of shit. Maybe you should try choosing your own actions instead of following other people's.
Fuck you for being ignorant.
And by pretending that I didn't exist when we were in the same perimeter just demonstrates how you all manage to act like a bunch of fifth graders. I'm sure you were shocked to see how well I was doing without you. It's called being independent, a thing you are not familiar with. Grow the fuck up.

day 5 - my definition of love

I hear it's a pretty amazing feeling. So I can't wait to experience it first hand, ha. But I think it's simply about accepting one's perfections and imperfections, for the most part that is.

day 4 - what you ate today

Breakfast: Toast and tea.
Lunch: Rice and chicken stew thing.
Dinner: KFC Boxmaster, chili chicken, rice, etc. Haha
The boxmaster is aight.

New things

1. Two tone grey oxfords, $24.90
2. Souvenir Faded Glory American tee, $3
3. Ralph Lauren messenger bag (it is so beautiful! I've been looking for a bag for university.) It's big enough to fit my macbook and notebooks.
4. Souvenir Australian Tee
5. Beanie, scarves.
6. Silver ring + bangle.

netherlands

I was rooting for you.
:(

day 1 - introducing myself

I am sometimes socially awkward. I used to be extremely shy, to the point where I'd never speak a word or run away to my parents. I'd like to think that I've improved and I honestly think I have. I want and need a job but I decided to wait until September because I'd rather go places with my family in the summer than work. I'm very family oriented; always have and always will. My grandparents are my favourite people in the world besides my own parents. I hope to find love like theirs someday.
As of recent, I am content with life and I can't complain.

the cosmos

My astrostar lamp/projector came in the mail the other day.
Can this get anymore hipster?!
But my room looks like the fucking galaxy, so I don't give a shit.
SUCK IT.

because we're getting old

We ended up going to Eaton's and UO only.
We couldn't take the heat, the sun, and the non-existence/absence of air.
Result: $9.99 BDG Jeans, $9.99 "La Course" tee.

summer time

Although my house is all air-conditioned and cold, I'd rather stay outside in my backyard where I can suffocate on hot air. In the pool all day, everyday, mo'fuuuuuu!
I can live off Haagen-Dasz, water and chlorine all season long.
That's right, it's summer time.


J will be here tomorrow at 2 o'clock-ish, can't wait!
(:

?!

I realized that mainstream shit is only acceptable to me during the summer. But once autumn's around the corner, I slowly start to form a hatred for radio. So until then, 99.9 Virgin Radio is on 24/7.

How f'ed up is that?

two kids

With her head laid on his lap and the way he gently stroke her hair, what seemed like life appeared unfamiliar to her. Their growing minds were drowning in absolute silence. Him, concentrating on every strand of hair on her tiny head and the softness of her mane. The repetitive movement was soothing. As for her, she relished his company and mere existence.

For as long she can remember, she was accustomed to uncertainty and fear swallowing her every being. Although he hadn't spoken a word, she could hear his thoughts:
Everything will be alright because in this universe, at this very waking moment, it's just you and I against the world. I'm here with you and you're here with me. That's all that really matters.

As he kissed her forehead, she closed her soft eyes and smiled. Knowing that he was reliable and kind-hearted assured her that whatever this was, this thing, or out-of-this-world connection they shared was unquestionably earnest.

tellin' you,

I'm drowning out,
I need a change.
'cause I don't really want to be here now.
Don't really want to be here now.

favthings

1. R-Patz hair on guys. Haha, who doesn't??!
2. Rolling up my pants/jeans and turning them cropped.
3. My black cowboy boots. They were not worth the three digit price but I love them. I wear them with practically everything. And they're surprisingly comfortable.
4. Guys with crooked smiles.
5. Miley Cyrus.
6. Rafi Gavron.
7. Lavender.
8. Reading other people's blogs.
9. Wedges, oxfords, canvas, sandals, boots.
10. Cut-outs in clothes. Especially back cut-outs.

in short

i. Enrollment appointment at Glendon. Bright and early at 8:45am! Six courses, let's go. I'm excited.
ii. "You're Mauritian aren't you?"
- "Yeah..."
~ "How do you know she is?"
"I just know.."
~ "Like by just looking at her...?"
"I saw her placement and then her last name. She's got three. So she's definitely Mauritian."
Haha. Highlight of my day. My YU card photo is sooooo bad...... oh well, stuck with it for another four.
iii. Congee Queen. Mmm turnips and chicken fried rice.
iv. We bought BunBun a harness and leash today. So I walked my rabbit like a dog. I cannot keep up with her. She cuuuuuute though.
v. Presently. Mood: Full and excited. Music: Shy - Ivory. Room/View: Bedroom/backyard. Next: Haagen Dasz ice cream.

Peace.

layers

LAYER 1: THE BASICS.

Name: Tatiana
Birth Date: May 26
Current Location: Toronto
Hair Colour: Odd shade of brown
Righty/Lefty: Lefty

LAYER 2: ON THE INSIDE.
Your fear: Losing something/someone.
Your dream of the perfect date: good food, good company, great spot. star gazing isn't that bad either :)

LAYER 3: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW.
Your thoughts first waking up: PANCAKES.
Your best physical feature: Lips, I guess. And sometimes my cheekbones when they decide to show themselves.
Your bed time: 10pm-12am
Your most missed memory: Childhood.

LAYER 4: YOUR PICK.
Pepsi or Coke: Coca Cola
McDonald’s or Burger King: McD's fries and BK whopper.
Single or Group Dates: Single.
Adidas or Nike: I don't really wear any. So none.
Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla.
Cappuccino or Coffee: Cappucino.

LAYER 5: DO YOU.
Smoke: Naaah b.
Cuss: Fuck fucking bitch asshole of a douchebag, FUCK YOU.
Take showers: No. Body odour forever.
Have a crush: Yes. Too bad I won't be seeing him like ever. Unless we coincidentally and conveniently happen to cross paths. It can happen! 'cause it did last year with someone else...
Like school: Yes
Believe in yourself: Sure.
Believe what goes around comes around: Karma
Believe everything happens for a reason: Not really... I'm an existentialist.
Think you’re a health freak: Hm, not overboard.

LAYER 6: IN THE PAST MONTH.
Gone to the mall: Yes.
Been on stage: Grad stage, yeeeeeeyo.
Eaten sushi: Nope.
Been hurt: Nope.
Dyed your hair: Nope but I should get on that. My roots are showingggg.

LAYER 7: HAVE YOU EVER.
Played a game of strip poker: Totally.
Kissed the same sex: Nope
Changed who you were to fit in: Haven't we all?

LAYER 8: GETTING OLD.
Age you’re hoping to be married by: 25-27.5 years. Haha.
Number of kids you’re planning on having: 3. And I'm good. Twins, even better.

LAYER 9: WHAT WERE YOU DOING.
1 MINUTE AGO: Reading shizz online
1 HOUR AGO: Petting my rabbit. Hahha
1 WEEK AGO: School, working on the grad slideshow.
1 YEAR AGO: Downtown Ottawa with J. Possibly watching K'Naan performing live @ Parliament Hill.

LAYER 10: FINISH THE SENTENCE.
I FEEL: bored and tired.
I HATE: being bored.
I HIDE: my shit.
I NEED: harem pants, more silver, more boots, JC wedges.
I LOVE: how almost every black person's reaction to knowing my name is this: "YO THAT'S A BLACK NAME! YOU'RE NOT EVEN BLACK." Hahaha first of all, it's Russian and second of all, technically yes I am. We're all from Africa :)