Evil Watch

I have an awesome digital watch that I adore. It's bright blue, obnoxiously large, and I find it really cute.

While wearing it a few days ago, I accidentally restarted the watch, and now I have no idea how to program it again.

WHY DID I THROW AWAY THE MANUAL?!

I tried everything, and still it mocks me, and refuses to be programed. I went online to try to figure out what to do, but it has all been in vain.

I have been struggling and pushing ever button in as many different combinations as I can, but I still failed. It drives me up the wall from insanity.

I really think I should just get a regular watch next time. Save myself the trouble of trying to program the evil thing. Apparently, I am not smart enough to figure out my watch.

Hahahaha. Please don't judge me. I can do other things... :)

Catching Up

I recently decided to go back on aim to chat with an old friend. I have missed a lot of my childhood/high school friends, and it was so nice to catch up. A lot of time has passed, but it's nice to see that people are essentially still the same.

Talking to one person lead me to talk to a bunch of others, and I ended up talking to a handful of my old friends. It's always fun to reminisce about fond memories.

It's nice to know that there are people in the same exact place where I am now. Friends who are trying to improve and find themselves. Friends who lost footing, but are now going back on the right track.

It makes me realize how much I miss the people from my past, and how I love that we're friends again.

I love how some of my friends are inspiring me to be healthier, work on my goals, or even hanging out with me.

I hope more people talk to me now. :)

Party Like a ROCK STAR

My friends and I decided to go to a club late one night on a whim. Why not? We're still young and hip. Just because we are in our mid-twenties does not mean we can't live it up anymore.

Can I tell you I'm terrible at taking shots? I always end up looking like I want to puke, and someone has to swoop in and save me. I'm trying to get better, but it's rather difficult.

We had an amazing time. We tore up the dance floor with our ridiculous dance moves. I think I mastered the octopus dance, and jumping around like a bunny. Apparently I can't do any fancy footwork, so I end up doing the strange running in place thing.

Even though we were terrible at dancing, we didn't go unnoticed. We got some attention although it was unwanted.

It was a totally fun night. It was nice to do something I normally don't do, and it really surprised me how much I love to dance. We totally danced the night away, and it was the perfect way to spend a Saturday night. :)

Waking Up for School

School is finally back in session, and I think as sad as it is to be back, it's a little nice too. I've always loved learning new things, and it was about time to maybe stop having so much fun.

What I don't like is the fact that I signed up for some morning classes. Anyone who knows me know that I can never wake up in the morning. It's not in my DNA to be perky in the morning. I've always be envious of those people, so envious that I hate them sometimes.

So you can imagine my distress when I had to wake up at 7:15 to make it to class. What's worse is that I have night class the same day. I do like to torture myself, don't I?

A friend actually ended up taking the morning class with me, and the first thing she said was, "Wow, you look like death." There was no hello or good morning. I guess I now know what I look like in the mornings. (Hahaha.)

I'm taking another geology class, and I just love it. I don't know what it is, but I am madly in love with rocks and the earth. I love knowing why things happen, and how it happened. I love learning what causes us to have waves or predict the next major earthquake. (I'm sure you all already heard my big lecture about us dying soon.) I can amuse myself for hours identifying rocks. :)

Being More Active

I've been trying to be more active lately, but it's really hard. It's like I have to force myself out of the door, and I still haven't gotten to the point where I can run or even want to.

It's so hard, and it makes me admire every single person that runs marathons, hikes mountains, and can swim across seas. How do you do it?!

I will try really hard. I'll hike more, bike more, and even will eventually get to running.

I hope I'll get to where I want to get to someday... soon? :)

What I Wish to Change

I usually clam up and become speechless when I am around new people. I am generally a happy, perky, silly person when I am with people I know, but for some reason when I am in a completely new environment, I shut down.

I don't know what it is. A fear of judgment? Maybe there's judgment on my part? Like I somehow assume they will never like me?

It really bothers me that I do that. How can someone be crazy and loud one moment, and then be someone who is painfully shy the next? Which one am I?

I try to be more outgoing. I try to make friends everywhere I go, and I do, but it always starts off so awkward. I'm starting to think I wasn't socialized enough as a child. How does someone fail at small talk? Apparently that is something I can't do.

The thing is I can talk to older people just fine. I actually enjoy talking to old people, and listening to their stories. They just have so many things to say, and they really are wise. It's people my own age that I have a problem with.

Don't even get me started on when I have a crush on someone. I just stare at them dumbly. I have things I want to say and bring up, but I just can't speak the words. I just stare, and they probably assume there is something wrong with my eyes. It's so embarrassing. I think that's when I start to avoid them because I can't act natural.

I'm hopeless. I know that I am. I need to make some effort to change the things that I want to change.

Hiking is HARD

I don't know how people hike up mountain/hills so fast. It scares me to even look up whenever I am hiking because I know I usually have a long way to go.

Yesterday I went hiking with someone who thinks running up mountains is easy, and he didn't even get tired from the hike. Have I mentioned that after the hike I wanted to crawl into my bed and NEVER get out? The first thing I did when I got home was lie on the floor while I tired to get myself to stop sweating.

My butt hurts now for some reason. I didn't even know I had muscles there, and I think people judge me when I walk awkwardly. I finally understand the phrase people use when they say, "You're so fit, you can bounce a quarter off your butt." I used to be really confused whenever I heard someone say that.

If you don't want to die, I recommend you don't work out with someone who is super fit, and runs circles around you. You'll only get trash talked, and push yourself harder. Wait, isn't that a good thing? At least for me. No so much for the other person because they spend all their time waiting for me. :)

Free is Good

My brother and I went to lunch today. We do that often. I always know I can count on my brother to get something good to eat. He's even snobbier than me when it comes to food. Not that I have been eating amazing food lately. It seems that being healthier requires you to give up on some delicious things.

My brother had a buy one get one free lunch coupon to one of our most favorite restaurant. His girlfriend's birthday just passed, and she wasn't interested in going, so my default, it was given to me.

My brother decides that he's starving today, and seriously orders the whole left side of the menu. He had extra side dishes, soups, among other things. I ordered chicken tacos because that was what I was in the mood for. (I must say that I always love eating cantaloupe here. Why is it always so freaking sweet?)

I think my jaws dropped when I saw the check. It was less than $10. We ordered a truckload of food, and he charged us for the cheapest meal. The waiter even gave us TWO piece of cake for free. What is going on? Why am I all of sudden getting free stuff? (Frances and I got extra minutes for bike riding when we were in the Grand Canyon.)

If anyone knows me, they know that I LOVE free stuff. You can imagine my excitement, and it really was pure unadulterated joy. :)

(I am not sure if the waiter will get in trouble of I give out where we were, so I'll just leave it at that...)

Summer's Ending

Oh my goodness. I realize that I say and think this often, but I really can't help but feel that time is moving way to fast. It never lets me catch up, and I always feel like I am one step behind.

School officially starts again tomorrow, and I'm starting to miss summer already. I have done so many things this summer (probably more than my whole life combined), and it's sad to think that I have to wait another year for summer to come by again.

There shall be no more trekking around unless it's the weekend or after class. No more vacations unless they are short, and fit within a weekend.

I think I'm ok with that. I have so many new goals I have in the next few months. I have applications to fill out, things to do, and people to meet. (Maybe not so much the last part. Haha.)

I'm getting older now, and the older I get the more I realize how little time I have to do everything. There is just never enough time or money for any of that. That's why I had an overload of vacations this summer.

I hope I'll still be able to do all the things I want to do. :)

Grand Canyon Adventure

I had the most amazing time ever. It was extremely short, but I must say is one of my most memorable vacation ever (and not because it just passed).

This was an interesting trip as we made absolutely no plans at all. We were to wing everything, and it all worked out for us. (Thank goodness)

We actually didn't even know what day we were going to go until about a few days before hand. Frances had an interview, and I had jury duty.

We left Friday morning without even getting directions or knowing an address to put in the GPS. That made for an interesting morning as we were confused, and had to call for help. That may have been a bit foolish, but we survived.

Someone even almost ran into us at the freeway. They never signaled and their trailer was inches away from hitting us. Later, when we went to get gas, someone asked us if we were almost hit. Apparently everyone else saw what that jerk did.

It took us hours to get to the Grand Canyon, and we were becoming cranky. At one point we were convinced that the Grand Canyon was a made up place, and that it didn't really exist.

We eventually got there, but we had to go figure out where were we to stay. So what do we do? Drive as close as we can to the Grand Canyon National Park entrance, and stay at the hotel there. Wasn't it a brilliant plan? We thought so, and it actually worked out perfectly as the shuttle to go into the park was literally steps away from our room.

We were stunned when we finally say that giant hole in the ground. It was glorious. Even as we were standing in front of it, it felt so surreal, as if this could not be possible. We spend hours hiking around for the perfect spot to sit and dangle our feet. We were having so much fun just looking into the canyon.

The next day we did some biking around the rim of the canyon so that we could admire the view. Why is it so hard to go uphill even if it's the tiniest incline? How I struggled this morning on the bike.

We decided to have a picnic, and so we were out to find the perfect spot. It was a beautiful morning, and there so many places to sit. The vacation could definitely be romantic if it wasn't for the fact that I was with my gal pal. We could only imagine what a perfect date it would be. :)

We left the Grand Canyon early afternoon, and we were a little depressed to leave. Being there only two days was not nearly enough time to do all the things we wanted to do, but it was enough to show us a glimpse of one of the seven natural wonders of the world. I guess I have to go back someday.

For some reason the ride home was terrible. It felt like it was never ending, and that I would never get home. Maybe I was just really sad to go home or maybe it was because all the lack of sleep finally caught up with me. Either way it was really upsetting to go home.

At least I have another camping trip planned for next week. I have been incredibly busy this summer, and I can't really complain. :D

Grand Canyon

Guess where I am going tomorrow?

GRAND CANYON! I am finally able to go somewhere that I have been dreaming about since I was a little girl.

It became a must do when I started to want to become a geology major, and now I will finally get to go.

It shall be the most glorious hole in ground ever. :)

Beach Workout

The weather was hot today, and it seemed like the perfect day to get some more exercise. (Don't get me wrong. I am still sore from yesterday.)

I was thinking that since I was already sore, how can I possibly get more sore? Boy was I wrong. I felt every muscle as I sprinted across the beach.

We went many miles before the waves came crashing on us, and our jeans became completely soaked. The waves got bigger and bigger, and we soon became drenched. I think half the fun was getting wet.

The exercise was well worth it because as we reached Balboa Pier (We walked from Newport Beach), we were rewarded with a nice big milkshake from Ruby's. Never mind that the milkshake gave me a tummy ache afterwards.

I think I'm having a little bit too much fun this summer. How will I ever be ok with going back to school? I'll just moan the whole time... I just know it. :D

Peters Canyon

I hurt. My leg is sore from the crazy hike we just did. I often wonder why I do the things I do.

My friends and I decided to hike Peters Canyon. There is this hike that people call camel's back hike because it goes up and down and all around. I didn't know what I was expecting, but I got a pretty good workout.

I remember when I was climbing a giant hill, I felt like cursing everyone. Even little kids were biking up the hill without a problem. Biking up a hill is much harder than walking, and I was definitely impressed by how fit everyone was.

There was a lake, some birds, a rabbit, and we even saw a tarantula. It was an enjoyable hike, and I just can't wait to do more hikes.

I just have to get used to being sore. :)

Creatures of Habits

I noticed something on the first day of jury duty. I notice that we are all creatures of habit.

No matter where we ended up sitting in court when we first entered the room, we would all return to the exact seat after all our breaks.

I didn't even pick my seat. It just happened to be the only seat left when I walked into the room, but for some reason I kept going back to it. It was as if that seat was my seat, and everyone else in the room did the same thing.

I don't know what it is. Why do we always do the same things out of habit? In school, I usually sit in the same seat (even though it's not assigned), and when someone decides they want to sit in my seat, I then feel like they are stealing my seat. No, my name isn't written on it, but I feel like the seat belongs to me.

Sometime it's hard for me to order something new at a restaurant because I know my usual dish is very good. It's as if I have to force myself to try something new because I am comfortable with ordering what I usually order.

I just thought how interesting it was that I have a set pattern on things I do. I usually always take the same route when I am driving, buy the same type of clothing, or eat the same flavor of ice cream. Maybe I should change it up a bit.

Jury Duty

Well, today is the big day. I am to report to jury duty at 7:45am. That will kill me as I usually don't even get up until sometime in the late morning or early afternoon. I can't help it; I love to sleep!

I am to wake up extra early because I want to get there early. Apparently the court that I am assigned to go to has little work stations where you can plug in your laptop, and use their internet.

There is no way I can survive the WHOLE day without anything to do. I can read for awhile, but I will get antsy if just sit there and read for a few hours. I need to do different things to keep myself entertained.

Usually I don't mind going to jury duty, but this time I know that I have plans coming up, and school next week, so I would like to avoid being called in a juror. Oh wells, I can't decide what will happen to me, so I am just going to cross my fingers and hope for the best.

Eat Pray Love

I just came back from watching the movie with a few of my friends. We were just a bunch of girls who wanted to hang out on a Saturday night. I think it may have been me wanting to see the movie that may of persuaded them into seeing the movie with me.

We had low expectations when we walked into that movie theater. I just wanted to watch someone travel all over the world. I love traveling, and I know that I can't go everywhere I want to go, so I like to watch documentaries, movies, or shows about different places in the world. Besides, there was an elephant in the movie. How can I not watch it?

The movie is inspiring. It's about a woman who is just looking for self acceptance, and finally be able to love herself. She was looking for a place where she would belong, and I can relate to a lot of that.

I often wonder if I am making the right choices or whether I will ever be content with myself. I am guilty of always looking for more, always wanting perfection or some sort of feeling that is telling me I am doing the right thing. I am human, and there are times I am insecure.

There was also a lot of food in the movie, and I can't help craving for a GIANT bowl of spaghetti. Mmmmm... I'm hungry.

Maybe I'll just go crack a can of spaghetti, and pretend I'm in Rome. Hey, we are all entitled to dreams, and I just happen to dream big. :D

OC Fair

My friend M and I like to have fun, and are always look for activities to do. She's the perfect friend because she is always willing to do anything. She doesn't mind staying home in our pajamas watching movies all day or if we go hiking in the big outdoors.

Today we had free tickets to go to the Orange County Fair, and so we decided to go. We were not expecting how expensive it was going to be.

I think we were shocked at the $7 parking fee, the $15 cheeseburger meal, and the $5 rides. Oh my goodness, I think my wallet was protesting.

So we decided that free entertainment would be the way to go. Why not watch the free shows? We should guys work with pottery (I fell in love slightly). We watched men blow glasses to make vases. We watched a really talented guy sing cover songs.

That's when my friend and I realize that we like artistic guys. It doesn't really matter what kind of art they are into. As long as they are doing something artistic, we find them so attractive.

We were watching these guys doing pottery, and as they created vases, bowls, and sculptures we thought they were so cute. I honestly don't think we would of found them as cute if they were maybe making coffee. Then there was this guy who could sing so beautifully, and I remember my friend and I both telling each other how we love musicians. (We're not boy crazy at all! Don't judge!)

No, I take it back. A guy always looks cuter when they are doing something you are interested in. Whether he's taking a dog for a walk or traveling the world. (How did I go so off tangent?)

We left the fair when we refused to eat dinner there. We decided to go to Balboa pier, and have a romantic (even though we are just two good girl friends) dinner. We sat over looking the water eating an unhealthy amount of french fries and milkshake. We later took a long lazy stroll down the beach, and picked out which home we wanted when we won the lottery.

I love lazy beach days at the beach. I really can never declare enough love to the beach. It's wonderful free entertainment. :)

On a side note: I did see Scott Pilgrim with my friend J. It was delightful, and so random it's great. If you don't laugh during the movie, you are not human. Thanks J for the nice morning. I always love spending time with you. :)

Travel Plans

I can never express how much I love vacation. Seriously, I get through each day thinking about where I will or want to go next. It's seriously an addiction that cannot be helped.

I'm really happy to have been keeping busy this year. I have gone to so many incredible places, and summer hasn't even ended yet!

Next week I'll be going to the Grand Canyon for a few days. I am so thrilled to finally go on vacation alone with Frances. Just me and her with a giant hole in the ground? Sounds like a good time to me.

The week after that school will officially start, but I will be going to Yosemite for the weekend.

That's two national park in two weeks. How amazing it that? Hiking is wonderful, and being able to do it in a new place will make it even more special. I just can't wait.

How sweet it is to be me. I'm thankful for great friends who are willing to give in to my whims or invite me on awesome trips. :)

A Scare

My mother has been having a swollen ankle for a week now, and it had gotten so bad that we had to take her to the health clinic.

I remember thinking what if it was an infection or maybe she broke her foot, and maybe she will never be able to walk properly again.

The doctors scare me. Especially when I am worried about someone I really love. It makes me wonder what will happen when my parents pass away.

I realize that his is a depressing topic, but it makes me tear up whenever I think about it. I am naturally a worry wort, and I it really freaks me out.

But thank God my mother is ok. There isn't anything especially wrong with her, and I can sleep tonight knowing she'll be with me tomorrow.

I love my mother, and I never want to be without her.

Another Plan

I'm so excited to be able to go to Yosemite at the end of this month. There are so many places that I haven't been to, so it makes me really happy to be able to finally camp at Yosemite.

I've spent years wanting to go there as I have heard so many wonderful things about it. A new place to hike? A new place to camp? A new place to discover? What is there not to like? I'm sold.

I just can't wait to go. Yay for new adventures. :)

Beach Bums

I loved biking at the beach on Monday so much that I did it again. This time I was biking with Julie Bean, and we went much further.

We decided to bike a few miles down the Santa Ana River bed to the beach. The view was actually interesting, but the winds were really strong, and so it made biking a little bit of a challenge. At least for me.

We spent some time enjoying the view, and taking pictures of ourselves. (Vain much? Why of course we aren't!) It was rather relaxing to spend yet another afternoon taking it easy.

I didn't appreciate the part where a bug landed splat on my arm. I may or may not have freaked out a little bit, and insisted on stopping to get the dead bug off of me. I may have had a minor panic attack.

Half way during our biking adventure, we suddenly became hungry. What do two girls who have been biking around for awhile crave? Korean food of course. We wanted something spicy.

That was exactly what we got. Something spicy to satisfy our craving. I am such a big fan of tofu soup and bibibap. It was a reward for working so hard earlier, and it was also the perfect ending of our day. :)

Beach Day

My friend M and I were supposed to go to the Orange County Fair today, but we didn't realize that the fair would be closed on Mondays. Boy were we disappointed, but we just decided to go to the beach instead. Why waste a beautiful day staying inside? Besides, we had already lathered ourselves with large quantities of sunblock.

I love the beach. It's my happy place. I just love the peace it gives me by just being there. I don't really even go into the water anymore (I used to when I was younger), but just standing on the sand and smelling the ocean makes me feel content.

As we walked around the beach, we decided that we really wanted to go for a bike ride. I don't know why we felt the need to bike at the beach, but for some reason we had to do it at that moment. It was fairly cheap, and maybe we felt the need to exercise when we saw how in shape everyone else was.

The ride was amazing. It was nice to ride by the shore, and feel the nice breeze against my face. I got a nice workout, and it actually felt really good. It felt good to be outside, and doing something.

After the bike ride, we spent our time dipping our feet in the water. The water was refreshing (even though I go wet many times as the large waves would unexpectedly crash into me) and cool.

It was a lot fun. I think I want to do this all the time. Maybe next time to prevent myself from having to rent a bike; I could just take the bus (with my bike) to the beach. My car is much to small to carry a bike, and it would be an adventure in itself to take the bus.

Easily Amused

I love to laugh, and I may be one of the silliest people in town. I am not easily embarrassed, and can never be taken seriously. I do whatever makes me happy. How terrible life would be if I couldn't laugh!

I was bowling with a few friends for a birthday, and on our way out, I encountered a vending machine that sold fake mustaches. Can you imagine my delight? I almost squealed out loud when I rummaged through my wallet for change.

I couldn't stop giggling as we all tired to pose with our manliest faces in the restroom. Isn't that the best place to take pictures? In the restroom?

We were amused for a long time as we kept posing for the camera. After every picture we would laugh, and tease each other about looking like a man.

It's time like these that I am most happiest. When I can laugh with a bunch of friends, and be as ridiculous as I want without feeling like I will be judged. It's the silly moments that I remember and treasure.

I still remember the time when my friend and I would dress up with as much clothing as possible to see how we would look. Or the time did each other's hair, and it came out horrible. It's the laughter that I remember the most, and it's what keeps me sane whenever I am feeling down.

I must say that it's one of my favorite trait about me. I like how I can be silly, and not take things to the heart. If I fall, I just laugh out loud with everyone else. :)

Awkward Moments

My friend and I decided to get massage today as we felt that we deserved a little relaxation. Life can be harsh, and we wanted to do something to make us feel happy.

It was also cheap. $15 for an hour? That sounded like a good deal to me.

I never got a professional massage before, and I envisioned it to be something wonderful. Someone would gently rub my back. There would be soft music in a well lighted room. Maybe I would be drinking strawberry water, and pondering about life.

That was not what happened.

When we first walked in I was surprised to see that the room was dimly lighted. I had wanted a female masseuse, but there was not any readily available. That means that I was stuck with a man with very strong hands.

At first I was frightened because he moved my bra around when he was giving me a shoulder massage. I don't usually like to be touched (especially by strangers), but I realized how stupid it was to feel that way when I was at a massage parlor.

I was really surprised when the guy unhooked my bra, and began to massage my back. I was definitely not expecting that. I began to giggle while he massaged my back because... well, that's what I do when I am nervous, feeling awkward, or embarrassed. Frankly, at that moment I was feeling all of those things. My head was turned into that awkward hole on the table/bed as I bit my tongue to keep myself from laughing out loud.

The giggles were audible by the time they got to massaging my butt. I almost died from embarrassment right there on the spot. I had no realize how conservative I was until that moment. I still giggle when I think back to that moment.

The massage hurt a lot during some parts. I would start cringing when he would put a lot of pressure on my shoulders, but now that I think back; why didn't I ask him to be more gentle? I didn't even complain when he did my feet. You should of seen my face. It was scrunched up from trying not to laugh out loud.

I really did enjoy the hand massage, so it wasn't all bad. I almost wished that he had spent the entire hour messaging my hands.

Now that I am thinking back to the massage, I can't decide whether I enjoyed it or not. Maybe it will be less awkward now that I know what to expect? Or am I doomed to always have a fit of giggles whenever I get a massage? Maybe when I become rich and have a lot of money to spend.

Klutzy Hang

Canada has unpredictable weather. It rains one day, is humid and sunny another day, and then it's really cold the next day.

I could never predict the weather so I would wear flip flops all the time.

It rained really hard one day when I decided to take a walk across the street to pick up some coffee. As it rained harder, I ran and hit my shins on a really high step. I fell head first onto the step.

I was in a lot of pain, but I laughed it off. How can someone run into a set of steps and injure herself? Apparently getting hurt is my talent.

It was about four days ago when this happened, and when I looked at my legs today... I almost cried from seeing the greenish dark bruises on my leg.

Oh well, I can tell people that I wrestled a moose. :)

I Adore Canada

When I first got to Canada I thought that I wouldn't have any fun. I was basically going there to help my cousins out. They have a variety store that is open every single day. They needed a break, and invited me to come over to help them out. I wasn't about to say no to a free trip, and I was willing to go on a working vacation.

I really didn't expect anything. In fact, I was dreading the trip when it came around to leaving. I couldn't imagine being somewhere for two weeks where I wouldn't really know anyone that well. Especially since I am staying with them.

The first few days were a shock to me. I had to wake up earlier (this was terrible to me as I adore sleep) because of the time change, and I had to adjust to living with little children that constantly wanted to play. I was basically living with strangers.

I slowly fell in love with Canada. I would take long walks by the lake (they live by lake Ontario). The kids and I would bike to the park to then play on the swings. I would have long conversations with the locals, and drink cupfuls of coffee.

Toronto is the perfect little city. It's a large city, but very different from the large cities that I am used to. People walk down the street, and greet every single person that they walk by. People know you by your name, and everything is so green.

Canada is just so different. They don't have guns so you never have to worry about being shot. Their traffic is NOTHING compared to the ones that I have to deal with on a regular basis. Canada loves their people, and the Canadians are very proud people. You see their flag everywhere. It's on their bikes, clothing, cars, and houses. They love their country, and it's evident when you see how well they take care of each other.

Canada is extremely green, and I don't mean the scenery (although their scenery is very green). They recycle, and I don't think I ever saw litter. Everyone bikes around or walk, and their grocery bags cost 5 cents. They care about their carbon footprint, and I just love that.

The weather is really random though. It would be humid one day, and the next day it would rain. It started to become cold by the time it was time I was leaving to go back home. Cold in the summer? Now that was unheard of for me. I even got to see lightning up close and personal while I was flying into Toronto. It was really fascinating.

Niagara Falls was really beautiful. I remember going as a child, but it's so much more amazing to me now that I see it as an adult. I couldn't appreciate it as a child, but now I can.

My cousins and their children were so sweet to me. I was feed constantly, and the children always made sure I was included in everything. I felt so at home with them, and we definitely became close during my stay.

I had a great time to Canada even though I didn't do much. I was happy just working, and taking hikes to the lake. Life seems so simple and uncomplicated when I was there.

I love it so much that I can actually say that I can imagine myself living there. :)

Back from Canada

I am finally back, and I didn't realize how much I would miss blogging. I have so much to say, but for now I need a lot of rest. :)