Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Bleep Bleep Bloop Bloop.

I want to be robotized. 

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Story on a Post-it Note

So I did something that I thought only happened in dramas...


Recently in ASL (American Sign Language) class we've been learning how to describe people with signs. Our professor likes to put up pictures from magazines and have us describe them. There was one photo he put up with two baseball players where one man was kissing the other on the forehead. I suppose that picture stuck with me because on the bus later I fell asleep and had a dream where I was platonically kissing people on the forehead. I woke up halfway through my dream to find myself pursing my lips in a kiss to no one in particular. Upon realization I quickly stopped.

But Boy, was that awkward.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Creepy Ninja

I had a moment yesterday where I felt completely liquid. I mean the feeling I get where I feel all over the place. Where my thoughts aren't completely contained and I'm just not solid enough to remain in my skin. I just kind of ooze all over. My thoughts kind of slip and slide all over but I'm not giddy or excited, just lethargic. Like I left little pieces of self-goo in different locations. Wherever I am, I just drip and drool some part of me behind.

It's a strange description, but pretty apt for what I felt.

And here are some creepy doodles to explain. I apologize for said creepiness:



My sister is flying and has just got back to Toronto and needs a ride home. I am texting her as she is still on the plane and needs to wait for all the passengers to get off before she can head home.

Me: Moooom! Wendy needs a ride!
Mom: Okay, I'll let dad know!! Are you faxing to her right now?
Me: It's texting mom! Not faxing! Faxing works with PAPER.
Mom: Whatever!

And my mother claims to have been more technologically savvy recently. LIES.


The funny thing is my mom SHOULD know what faxing means, she was just talking about it with another auntie who wanted to know if we still had a fax machine. Oh, mom.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Kinetic Poetry

I just got back from a Deaf event. It's a part of my sign language class curriculum where we have to partake in deaf culture and its community. I chose to go to the St. Patrick's Day event held at George Brown college. It was just a social gathering at their lounge.

I was so nervous walking in and so awkward standing around, firstly, because I don't drink and secondly, I do not sign fluently or well. I was just so eager to actually talk to someone but didn't know how. I stood around for a while with a few people from my class and we practiced signing what we would say to them while eyeing people across the room, hoping for someone to come over to say hi. Most of them were already clustered in a group and I just wasn't comfortable enough to intrude. I also felt rude if I looked too long at them signing, as if I were eavesdropping on their conversation.

Anyway, I plucked up my courage and caught the eye of a girl sitting close by. She was so nice, and we had a good conversation while others came along to say hi. It was nice. I found that I am way more comfortable meeting people when I actually don't have to speak outloud. Also, since I'm focusing on their hands so much, there is less awkward staring where I try to figure out which eye to look into or whatever. It was nice not to feel awkward for two hours.

I would totally do this again. :D

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Japanese Paper Doll Bookmarks

I made a bookmark for my cousin in Hong Kong because I had promised her last summer that I would get a red maple leaf for her during Autumn and I still haven't sent it yet. :(

I procrastinate way too much. Haha!

Anyway, I made her a Japanese paper doll bookmark which I copied from ones I bought at the store One's (confusing wording, lol). It's actually rather simple to make once you look at it, but tedious for me because I'm a really slow worker.

I read somewhere that these bookmarks are given from an older sister to a younger sister to encourage them in their studies which I think is pretty cool since my cousin just graduated last year.

Images!


The far left was made for me from my sister and the two far right are store bought. The differences are pretty notable especially since I didn't have the nice hair tissue paper the store bought ones are made of.

Also, speaking about Japan, I find their spirit commendable! I'm in awe of how tightly bound their culture is and how they can come together as a nation to help each other out. Praying for them!

Monday, March 14, 2011

Better in my thoughts

It makes me sad that so many things I think about are so much better in my thoughts. Like the post I did way back on the idea of newspaper and cigarettes. They make me think of Sherlock Holmes and conjure up this amazing image of libraries, but the truth is both newspaper and cigarettes stink with a very chemical and acrid smell.

Now the idea of Old Perfume comes up in the very same way. It appears romantic in writing and it seems to be full of promise with the idea of a heavy, aged and rich aroma but the truth is, it just smells cheap and overly strong.

This makes me sad.

More Drooling Over

I forgot to add this to the things I love! Ashley Wood and her amazing figurines! I love her work but I especially like her steampunk robots! They're aged and rusty looking. I want! But also way over my art-lover's budget. Maybe one day... *cries*


I'm not the hugest collectors of figurines but I have several Dunnies. I think I just like the surprise of opening the box. Don't particular like them, it was a phase. :( But I do  have a Julie West figurine that I bought for my birthday 2 years ago. It was affordable and I had planned to collect all 3. Now they're all gone. :(

Drooling Over

I just got a little locket watch from my sister who bought it in Hong Kong. It has an owl face on the front and I love it.


It also reminds me how much I love Steampunk art. Too bad they're usually ridiculously expensive! I'm currently drooling over the hand-crafted keyboards this artist does and I think I'm in love! They're so expensive though and I don't know how comfortable they are. A little voice inside me says it's all worth it for the look.

The artist Richard Nagy does all kind of awesome work. I'm super impressed and it's stumbling on gems like these that make me giddy with joy. I love all his keyboards but just to show an example of what he does I picked the Sojourner keyboard which I think is super spiffy!


The other thing I'm drooling over is the book "Rose Daughter" by Robin McKinley. It's a retelling of "Beauty and the Beast" and I'm a sucker for retellings of fairytales or alternate fairytales. I love them! Anyway, I have a particularly soft spot for anything by Robin McKinley and just found out recently that there is an art book of "Rose Daughter" with the most amazing illustrations. The illustrations are drawn by the artist Anne Bachelier and her work is beautiful! It's whimsical and slightly creepy but so wispy and pretty.


I also want it so bad but it's $200! Way too much. Only if I had a full time job and more money.

*sigh*

but it's still nice to wish for things. :D

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Asian Encouragement


Dating tips from my Father

Maybe my parents are getting desperate about me because just today while on the way to work me and my dad had a conversation about dating. He told me it was time for me to get a boyfriend and to show interest in the opposite sex. I mentioned how I just wasn't interested in anyone right now and neither was anyone interested in me. He insisted that if I showed interest in guys they would be interested back (I think he totally missed the part where I mentioned I wasn't interested in anyone right now). So, just out of interest I provided a hypothetical situation where I said "what if the guy I like already has a girlfriend?"

Dad: "Well... it's not like they're married right?"
Me: "..."
Dad: "Go for it! Take a Chance, take initiative! He may not like her that much anyway!"
Me: "So, you're okay with your daughter breaking up relationships?"
Dad: "No relationship is a confirmed thing till you're married!"
Me: "Wow."
Dad: "I read this book where this fat girl was writing about how girls like her need to be aggressive and make advances or else they'll never get a guy!"
Me: "Are you calling me fat?"
Dad: "...no"

Now I know my dad is desperate enough to support me in stealing boyfriends.


My face for the day: o__O

Friday, March 4, 2011

My favourite dinosaur is the Thesaurus. It eats my essays.

:)