Who? What? When?

Maybe it's today. Maybe it's tomorrow. Maybe it's not for a hundred years, but everyone gets their first and last visit by Death. If you are wondering... I am not suicidal. But don't you think about how youre going to leave this beautifully-wretched world? Will your neighbour run you over? Will a heart attack claim you? What about the chef of the fancy restaurant who so kindly forgot to tell you about the peanut oil in the entree? Or are you going to go like everyone else? By cancer or HIV? Take your pick.

I was waiting at the bus stop (it's a great place to think) and my mind was just flooded with WHAT IFs... And my ultimate question is, Where do we go from here? Of course, there are many interpretations. The waiting at purgatory before being received at the gates of Heaven. Nirvana. Reincarnation. Moksya. And of course, Hell - the 9 circles of Inferno. People talk... When do we ever learn to shut up? You say, in the end, we all go to one place. "See you in Hell, brother" Do you wish to see a loved one in Hell? Or is Heaven too grand for any of us to believe in it?

And then, there's always the other famous argument... IF there is a God, WHY... There is just too many of them to list down. But there in lies, the beauty and damnation of being human. The curiousity and the judgmental nature of being purely human. We can live. And we will die. The irony of which starts when you reach this point: it's not about existing, it's about living.

So are you going to answer yourself this question:

Are you living or merely existing?

OR

do you not give a fuck?











The latter.

Biking@Stanley Park

Thank God it's Friday. You have no idea how relieved I am the week is over. School is seriously taking a toll on me. And I've barely begun. This post is a week late. Bear with me. I need to get away from the Biology and The Da Vinci Code. And speaking of which, I had no idea they are such extremists who feel that this fictional book is the "book from Hell". Don't even let me begin. I think I had enough people tell me their "thoughts" about this book. Get over it! It's fiction. There is a major difference between FACT and FICTION. And it's a book I'm studying in school. SO what? Anyway... I think I let off enough to make you all understand what I've been having to put through anytime I pull out that book. Sheeeshh...

So Stanley Park... I've walked halfway through it most of the time after my volunteering at VanAqua but this time, I decided to cycle around it... TWICE. It ain't that long if you cycle. But it's a helluva walk. So after I chose my mountain bike from one of the OVERpriced stores along the road, (it cost me $30 to ride for ALMOST 3 hours - hence the reason why I've been bike-hunting on craigslist) my dad and I started off HERE...
Just off the marina where all the boats are docked. Looks serene, doesn't it? It's funny when just an hour away, there are always shootings going on in Surrey.
Lots of people out that Saturday. The sunniest day of that week. Lots of cyclists. Lots of rollerbladers. Lots of kids running out of nowhere without warning. It can be dangerous I tell you....
And so, downtown is just opposite us now.

This is the Lion's Gate Bridge that connects downtown Vancouver to North Vancouver and West Vancouver and on to Grouse Mountain and Cypress Mountain (I think).
Other than humans, the birds were out enjoying the sun too. There's a seagull (who's been around wayyyy longer than me) at Vanaqua that knows all the times the dolphins and belugas get fed, so it too has strategically planned to drop by Vanaqua everyday at those times as well. We call him Steven. Steven Seagull. Get it? Hahaha...

No, aliens did not come and stack rocks by the beach. To tell you truth, I don't know who did this. A lot of people just stopped by here and started taking pictures (of course I am one of them - clicky de click)
Don't you think it's cool? The rocks has to be arranged at a certain point for them all to stay that way... according to some law of physics my dad was trying to explain to me which apparently was useless because I wasn't paying attention...
Someone had a LOT of time to waste to do this... It was all along this stretch of rocks...
Now... THAT on the top is a lone tree growing on a rock. Welcome to Swash Rock...
Cool eh? Hahah... Might be an awesome view if we could just to sit on top of it. And so that concludes my bike ride. The funny thing about this ride was, after passing this rock, I made it to a beach - where people were in swimsuits and bikinis sunbathing with hotdog vendors by the side, and children running EVERWHERE. Then towards the end, there's a public pool and playground with even MORE children going bananas at Hallelujah Point. And lastly, a small part that crosses the Lost Lagoon.(Don't they have cool names for these places?) Sort of like cycling through different parts of the world within 45 minutes.

An hour well spent. Hah! Bio here I come...

7.44 a.m.

FACT: THAT'S HOW SUMMER SHOULD BE LIKE.

Summer school didn't exactically turn out the way I wanted it to start off. My week is over but I have 200 pages to read just for Biology. I decided in the end to take on 3 courses which I thought was a "light load". I so doubt it now. I have to read The Da Vinci Code by Sunday which would be okay BUT I have a friggin' ton of Bio. I'm not even exagerating on the "ton". It weighs a friggin' ton. No wonder I turned out shorter than expected. Haha. Anyway, back to my complaints... I also have to read a whole chapter for Managerial Accounting. Exciting, isn't it? And before you all start asking me what I'm going to do with all this, DON'T. Because I don't know what the hell I'm going to do with any of this. I don't even know why I'm still in this program. But the problem is... I don't know what I want. Anyone want to help me figure this question out? It drives me mad. Everytime someone asks me what I plan to do with my life, I stone... I always end up saying I'm still going with the flow, trying to find what I want. But honestly... What the hell does that even mean?

Oh... And to top it all off, my I-pod crashed. Well, it DID. I wanted to charge it but it was a "malfunctioning unrecognized device" and when I pulled it out of the USB port, the image was stuck on the screen. SHIITTTZZZZ, right? I'm really not cut out for electrical items. If you can, keep them away from me because everything I have seems to crash. My bedside lamp blew 2 days ago so I can't read while in my bed without having to get out of bed to turn off the light now. My printer crashed a few days ago and it keeps friggin' blinking to change the ink cartridge but I already refilled the damn ink!.. -__- Haih... What did I do to deserve all this?

About 7.44 a.m... Well, for 3 days straight now, I've been waking up at 7.44 a.m.

Cliché...

Your hand in mine

This is one of my favourite songs.
Because sometimes, words can't explain a feeling.

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.
From what I tasted of desire
I hold with those that favour fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Robert Frost