gotham, my love

wish you were im still here.

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the trip from the title to the body took me 4 minutes.

i may look like im here, but i really am not. 

every sentence takes me a few minutes to write. not because im carefully picking the words i should type. but because i get bored. and distracted. 

i probably spoke less than a single-spaced page of words this week so far. 

im not sick. i didnt lose my voice. 

im just bored. irritated. couldnt be bothered. 

what am i doing refreshing the weather network, twitter, facebook, failblog, postsecret, photoshop disasters and flickr. why do i just come home, eat dinner, go to my room and sit on the floor. 

yes, its fun and relaxing. but is it enough. 

getting a taste of something different left me wanting more.

i want more late night flights out of the city. i want more hotel room reservations. i want more walking on unfamiliar streets. i want more new and exciting food. i want more memory preserving photos. i want more stories to tell. i want more "im sorry, no english." i want more accents. i want more adventures. 

right now, i feel like im just waiting for my next adventure. the more days i let go by, i closer i get to the next break in routine. "seize the day" means nothing to me right now. 

i am existing, not living. 

i dont need anything extravagant. i dont need to go away for a long time. i dont need to live in a fancy hotel. i dont need to spend a lot of money. i dont need to go somewhere exotic. 

i just need something. something else.

but i dont want to do it alone. i CANT do it alone. 

and i CANT do it with just anyone. 

i am tired of this city. i am tired of the cities around it.

its becoming harder to find something fun to do. 

but when youre with a certain person or certain group of people, it doesnt matter however many times youve done something. itll always be new and fun. 

just dont push me. 

if you push me, i will push you away.

i did what other people told me to do long enough just to keep them off my back.

its my turn now. i will do what i want to do. 

if you tell me otherwise, you will know. 

i dont owe anyone anything anymore. 

so dont push me. 

everyone gets a choice in life. i decided to sacrifice my time early on, so now ive gained time. 

what i will do with my time? im still deciding. 

knowing me, i will not decide until ive become totally bored. 

this is why, everyday that passes, the thought of creating another adventure is becoming more urgent.

either that or im still hung up on my last one. 

either way, this is where i am right now. 

stuck between yesterday and tomorrow, with nothing but dreams of both. 

voila!

family day long weekend = trip to quebec city.

quebec city in the dead of winter?! are you nuts?!
yes we were.

i cant write about every single thing because i want to squeeze in some little big planet time before i sleep.

a few highlights (that i might talk about more later on... maybe)

taxi

no, this is not what a taxi looks like in quebec. just another way to get around inside the walls of old quebec

it was EXTREMELY easy getting around. even from the most remote place you can just ask someone (from the museum, restaurant, hotel, aquarium, mall, anywhere!) to call up a taxi and it will be there in LESS THAN 5 minutes! it wasnt expensive either. 3.30$  base price + 1.60$ per km + 0.60$ per idle minute. we didnt pay more than 30$ for one trip. 

food 

i think food needs to be divided into two categories

(but the photos will be both of the latter category. heehee)

cappuccino flavoured chocolate from erico

parisian macarons from paillard

food food food food is your basic meal. anywhere we decided to park our butts to eat we were not disappointed. one highlight was dinner at le feu sacre. we were feeling for some seafood. 1 x lobster bisque, 2 x 1.5 lbs lobsters, 1 x chocolate truffle cake and one lobster overload later, we were done. i think we were there for a good 2 hours. mostly because the lobster had to be fished out of the tank and cooked. 

sweet stuff chocolates from choco-musee erico were hit and miss. but when it hit, it hit pretty hard. SO good. BUT the parisian macarons from paillard were win-win all the way. my only regret was that i didnt buy more!

language barrier

even these guys only understood french

i was really nervous because neither of us knew how to speak french. it was actually not that bad but there were definitely times that i wish i knew how. of course there were also times when we ran into people who english. it made like a bit easier and a lot less quiet. 

flying vs. driving vs. bussing vs. training

11.30 pm flight on a friday night

driving was not an option. i did not want him to be driving for n hours. thats just cruel. i didnt like the idea of bussing only because, well, i dont like buses. the train idea was plausible for a bit until i checked prices for flights. for a bit more, we could much spend less time getting there and more time actually being there. 

that and cause we're ballers. im joking.... we're not.... yet ;P 

these are just sample photos. 

check my personal flickr for more. 

imperfect, just how i like it

this photo is grainy. the timing was off. its off center. 

postproduction efforts were minimal. 

its just like how we are. 

its perfectly flawed.

things arent always clear. things arent always sure. things dont always happen. things dont always go right. 

but there is so much there that its not hard to make it. 

smiles, hugs, kisses, letters, notes, holding of hands, dates, meals, trips, and everything in between. 

i admit, things or experiences become special because of the people you share it with. 

but you can only experience things so many times. after a while, it loses its magic.

im glad we can forever share the magic of our many firsts together. 

quick, before i pick up the phone!

so. its 2009. whoopdeedoo.

new years eve was normal and not. 

pajama party/dinner with family. dinner, normal. pajama party, not.

dramatic exile to another hotel. drama, normal. exile, not. 

yeah, the hotel we booked with told us that our room has been given away because they over booked. first it was OMG WHAT?!?!?! then it slowly made its way up to OMG WHAAAAT!!! the difference? from being momentarily homeless for NYE to getting a kickass suite for free. how kickass you ask? check out our view. (pictured above: view of rogers centre in downtown toronto from the 1st floor of our suite.)

so that was good. 

oh and the dimsum the day after was very good as well. well worth the crowded wait. 

january 2nd, the office was closed so i decided to paint and rearrange my room. 1 big desk removal, 2 shades of blue, and 3 pieces of new furniture later, it was done. now i have more space to do nothing on. 

yesterday, i received a new video game from my lovely kareshi ♥ (from who? look it up and learn something new)

im not done playing the video games i got for christmas yet. im not done my old ones either for that matter.

and i havent watched all the movies i got from my brother. i have 4 more to go. 

i still have to clean out my closet to make room for the new clothes i want to buy.

i spent a good hour or so online shopping for a purse. and other things. 

i can feel it. im getting bored. the holidays are over. the festivities are done. its back to normal again. 

i need to do something. buy a purse, buy gloves, buy new work clothes, buy new clothes period, take photos, exercise, eat less, read a book, play video games, watch movies, watch anime, watch asian dramas. but these are all so normal. i need to do something not normal so i dont get bored. 

i have to find something to do soon or else i will lose it one day and book an appointment with heather to chop 5 inches off my hair. mark my words! (ugh i hate that expression. my 4th grade homeroom teacher always used to threaten us with it.)