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hum. rainy contemplative day.
woke up at rufoustan and took some busses to where t. works. i was supposed to call him with my mobile when i got into the neighbourhood, but my batteries are dead. i don't remember his works' number and i didnt know the exact address (only the intersection it was near.) so i walked there and asked a few people if they knew where his work was. its a pretty private business so of course no one did. i wound up walking up to the door of this house that looked remotely familiar and i recognised the boss's name on a piece of mail outside. i was pretty shaken up and anxious and nervous when i went around back to the garage where they work. i was almost crying. the facade of the garage is a big window so all his coworkers could see me and they looked so confused like "who is this strange lost girl staring at us so forlornly!"
we at lunch at this great malaysian place that has a teatime special where you can get any entree with a drink for 6 bucks. we had delicious lamb curry soup with noodles MMM i want more!!! so good.
on the way back my hands got really cold (partially from holding this bubble tea slushy thing) and my left index finger got all swollen.
01. still adjusting to my new life here & mourning for my old life there.. it occurred to me that it's like the old (kenora) me died and i was born a new person with a new life in vancouver. its hard cause i wasnt so completely dissatisfied with my old life and i am still very attatched to certain parts of it.
02. it seems like i do (or don't do) things to sabotage my own success.
03. it seems like if i don't have anything to be upset about i find things.
04. i think i have a form of trichtiliomania (sp??). i realise that i have (and have had) a pre-occupation with picking at my skin and pulling out hair since i was in the 8th grade. back then i used to pull out entire handfulls of hair for no good reason and now i catch myself pulling out my eyelashes, and i am a terror if i havae tweezers in my hand and occasionally if i stare at mysellf in a mirror for too long i pick my skin raw. i also can't have a cut or anything without interfering with it's healing process. i have so many scars as a result of this.
happy, i got emails from lori, toshi and my mom today. bubble tea always makes me happy too!! i love lychee milk tea with pearls. yum.
woke up at rufoustan and took some busses to where t. works. i was supposed to call him with my mobile when i got into the neighbourhood, but my batteries are dead. i don't remember his works' number and i didnt know the exact address (only the intersection it was near.) so i walked there and asked a few people if they knew where his work was. its a pretty private business so of course no one did. i wound up walking up to the door of this house that looked remotely familiar and i recognised the boss's name on a piece of mail outside. i was pretty shaken up and anxious and nervous when i went around back to the garage where they work. i was almost crying. the facade of the garage is a big window so all his coworkers could see me and they looked so confused like "who is this strange lost girl staring at us so forlornly!"
we at lunch at this great malaysian place that has a teatime special where you can get any entree with a drink for 6 bucks. we had delicious lamb curry soup with noodles MMM i want more!!! so good.
on the way back my hands got really cold (partially from holding this bubble tea slushy thing) and my left index finger got all swollen.
01. still adjusting to my new life here & mourning for my old life there.. it occurred to me that it's like the old (kenora) me died and i was born a new person with a new life in vancouver. its hard cause i wasnt so completely dissatisfied with my old life and i am still very attatched to certain parts of it.
02. it seems like i do (or don't do) things to sabotage my own success.
03. it seems like if i don't have anything to be upset about i find things.
04. i think i have a form of trichtiliomania (sp??). i realise that i have (and have had) a pre-occupation with picking at my skin and pulling out hair since i was in the 8th grade. back then i used to pull out entire handfulls of hair for no good reason and now i catch myself pulling out my eyelashes, and i am a terror if i havae tweezers in my hand and occasionally if i stare at mysellf in a mirror for too long i pick my skin raw. i also can't have a cut or anything without interfering with it's healing process. i have so many scars as a result of this.
happy, i got emails from lori, toshi and my mom today. bubble tea always makes me happy too!! i love lychee milk tea with pearls. yum.