That... feeling

I feel... I mean... It's not like anything happened but... I'm not making any sense... I feel...

violated.

For the love of the game

Sure we all agree that humans are not perfect but would that mean I'm inhumane to love the game more than the actual person.

The chase is all that matters. And I love it.

Thanks for being a sport.

The same is not same

I’m listening to Gary Jules’ “Mad World” and I’m thinking to myself, this is a fucking good song and then I think again and say, this is exactly what the world is: mad

I keep thinking… ONE MONTH. That’s all I need to get through right now. But listening to this song, I’ve realized how I’m not going back to the same things, same people, same life. People move on, people change, things change and it really isn’t the same in the end. As much as I keep telling myself and everyone I know that my best years were in high school, this is exactly why it is the best. Because I lived to become a 20 year old woman to tell the tale. As much as I want to be forever 19, there is no such universe. Life, as they say, is about growing and "finding yourself".

Time waits for no man and we are but on our own. I’ve seen people I know change for the better and also, for the worse but who am I to judge, right? I guess I’ve changed myself (as much as I want to stay the same) . Does it really matter in the end then? The truth is ugly, we all know that and that is why we lie but one day, you got to face it.

Wake up and smell the...

coffee...

Yes, I have been suckered into the commercialised world of coffee. I have drank this same coffee for the past 3 weeks every Thursday with my father (who I might add is the one responsible for corrupting me). Let me tell you something. You have NOT drank coffee until you have taken a cup of latte from the famous Caffe Artigiano. Get a small latte and add 4 bags of brown sugar and trust me, you'll be in Italy. (or at least imagine to be considering it rains so much now).

Definitely a smile you want to see in the mornings isn't it? Talk about clouds in your coffee. This is so much more better. A friggin'smiley face! Hahaha
And then of course, the famous leaf. Pretty isn't it?
Now.. for the good part. We went over to Kintaro which is a famous place for making home-made Ramen. I really want to know why the most dingy-est places have the best food? Anyway, if EVER you are in Vancouver and you crave for some Japanese ramen... THIS is definitely the place to hit right in downtown. The place starts only at 12pm but the line up starts at 11.30. Yes, people line up before it opens. Just shows how good it is.
It was a HUGE bowl but it was so good, and I just had to finish it. Anyone want to join me for lunch at Kintaro's?

My treat =)