name : tiffany
faith : christian.
nationality : cbc.
status : <3
living in : toronto.
school / major : UT / pharmacy
.: my stats, as of 11/05/06 :.
mood : tired.
likes : my friends. bunnies fronting as pillows. keeners.
dislikes : exams. lack of sleep. keeners.
wishlist : "connections".
current distractions : dexter, top model, heroes.
wondering : hmmm, is it too late for me re-learn study habits?
Thursday, June 30, 2005
ladies and gents, i am pleased to present... ghetto foodies! [more posts and pics to follow...]
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Tuesday, June 28, 2005
ummm... is it just me or does that girl look exactly like me?!?!?!?! even my mom thought that it was me! msn.com is the homepage that my computer at work opens up to, and i see this little advertisement every day - it's so weird!
posted @ 8:14:00 p.m.
and i can't find the gif of this one yet, but i really like the one that says, "it appears the location of my fist and your head are not mutually exclusive! it is a probability miracle!"
hee.
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Sunday, June 26, 2005
the double-headers were extremely tiring (due to the 30+ degree weather) and kinda demoralizing, but hey, you win some and you lose some. (and then you lose some more, it appears...) got knocked over again this game and scraped my leg (nothing major), but still managed to hold onto the ball, so i feel a little proud of that - it takes more than being run over to make tiffany drop the ball!!! (unfortunately, that something "more" would probably just be hitting the ball directly to me... i seem to have no problem dropping those... :S ) sigh. i think i'm playing fairly well this season, but i'm determined to improve even more so that i can make the guys all "respect" me (and the other girls) even more. or better yet, consistently. all in all though, i think second base is in good hands with ames and i - go team etobicoke!
i'm sure you'll all be relieved to hear that i was less in a weird mood today than i have been all weekend. i'm not sure why i've been so blech lately -- i feel like i should blame the ghetto food court here :p -- but hopefully it'll completely pass. i don't know, no matter how much sleep i've been getting lately, i've still been feeling rather wan and drawn. weariness definitely brings out the antisocialness (and rrrrrrear!ness) in me. anyway, i hope i didn't freak out too many people. (poor rosanna, lynn and mel - they probably think i'm a basketcase!)
notes: > canada day weekend, ribfest at centennial park. (guess what, dave? there are supposed to be carnival rides there! maybe you can win another one of those "win one every time" toys! heh.) > not going camping on the long weekend - who's going to be around? > chinese bus tour to montreal. weekend of july 22. we need more people! > anyone want to pledge me for 30 hour famine? (doing it on july 8-9th)
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Saturday, June 25, 2005
how far would you go for a cheap meal?
well, in my case, i suppose that answer would be 222 spadina ave, just south of dundas... last night, dave, brandon, and i went to eat at the dragon city centre food court (against my will, might i add). and yes, i am quite aware that this is the same food court that was closed down last year due to various health code violations, such as rats and other contagion. ames had enough sense to bail on us once she realised that dave's obsession with the ghetto food court would continue unabated, but i was foolhardy enough to remain with the guys. so despite my protests that we'd end up with salmonella, we ended up in the most ghetto food court that you'd have ever seen - seriously, half the kiosks were closed down, the lights were off (no doubt for energy efficiency), and there was only a smattering of people actually eating there. how i wish that i'd brought my camera so you could all see the sad, sorry sight. once we arrived (and, you know, stopped laughing), the guys were immediately drawn to this one stand that had these proud words emblazoned across a banner "pick any 4 items for $3.50" - from those words alone, they were sold. nevermind that everybody else in the food court was avoiding this one establishment, they stepped right up to the counter, and there was suddenly a flurry of activity behind it as the little chinese ladies served them their food ("you sir... what else you want?"). i was still hovering a step or two behind them and rather appalled that they were actually going through with it, when one of the ladies turns to me and says "ok, lady? how about you? noodles or rice?"
i was later told by dave that, despite my valiant efforts to smile and be polite, they thinly veiled the look of unadulterated fear on my face.
anyway, i tried to choose the safest items on the menu - in other words, i tried to stay away from the meats of unknown origin - and, i swear, the whole encounter for all three of us combined ( the ordering, paying and receipt of food) took less than 2 minutes total. so how was the food, you ask? the noodles were bland, the sweet and sour pork had bones in it, the fried chicken (oh chicken therapy, why did you forsake me?) was dry but ok, and there was a marked lack of grubs found in the broccoli, so at that point, it's already a step above the sodexho food at queen's. all in all, the food wasn't that bad, but i don't think i fully got rid of that grossed out look that was registered on my face until after the meal.
so, i didn't wake up this morning bleeding from my intestines or anything (which i suppose is a definite good sign), but i swear, last night? i was not feeling so good. i had a pain in my stomach and was just feeling a general malaise. nothing definitive, but i just didn't feel (or look) so good.
and i think i freaked out a couple of people with my crazed outbursts too. ooops.
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Thursday, June 23, 2005
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gotta blog right now or else i'll fall asleep... seriously guys, you know how this is brandon's Summer of Change? (or Summer of Love, or Summer of Getting Buff, or Summer of Wrappi--- well, you get the point!) anyhow, i'd like to officially dub this Tiffany's Summer of Sleep Deprivation! not that i'm complaining or anything - i'd rather spend talking with friends than get an extra forty winks at night - but i wonder how long i'll be able to keep this up. maybe this will be good training for the school year though - you know, what with all of the "studying" that i normally do... man, it's a good thing i don't operate any heavy machinery at work! :p
honestly though? this has been such a great summer :) i thought last year was the Summer of Fun since i spent so much time with my gifty buddies and tacb, but this summer has definitely surpassed it in every way - not only have we continued our girls' night, but there are no more lingering "teenage angst" issues and i've been spending most of my free time with my lovely west-enders <3.> getting sick of each other (yet). this is a huge shout-out to ames, ju, kalam, brandon, and dave... thanks for putting up with me and making this summer so memorable. group hug! :p
hey, you know what i realised? being really, really tired brings out your sentimental side big time. i've been like this all morning - it's been such a nice, unhurried day at work, and i'm surprisingly in a non-sarcastic mood. so no making fun of customers today, folks! :)
[added in later at 4:52pm] where i work, the reception area is spacious, bright, climate-controlled, and has these huge windows overlooking the greenery planted outside our office. it's a really welcoming and open-concept area - and by "open-concept", i mean "not locked behind three sets of security doors and barbed wire"... so it's definitely a good thing that i work for such a great and friendly company, thus avoiding one day finding myself riddled with bullets from a disgruntled employee and having no security around to stop it (um, not that i think of such things normally...) but yeah, it's nice and open, with a leafy view. windows are key - that's what i've learned from my years at martingrove (or, "the institute", as dave likes to put it). i guess they figured that being able to see into the outside world would detract from all the learning taking place? the new-ish physics lab that they had completed was always a point of pride since it contained the school's only classroom with a window (that didn't look into some hallway). this said window was stuck in the corner of the lab, looked out onto the roof, and was only one square foot in area, but hey: beggars can't be choosers. i love mci and it was a really good school, but it's hard to dream in such a prison-like environment. (i think that was why we spent every available spare outside on the lawn when the weather was nice...)
but on afternoons like this, when there's a lull on the phones, this place is ripe for dreaming... no compulsion to fill up the silence with meaningless forced chit-chat, only the strong need to look out the window and drink in the blues and greens of nature. i just sit there, contentedly, until the tone of a call brings me back to reality. it's times like these that really make me wonder what i'm going to do with my life. am i really suited for the day-to-day grind? will my soul be able to survive the slow starvation of working for a cold, unfeeling corporation? will i go postal on my loved ones if i don't have ready access to a window?!? i neither toil nor spin... what sort of life am suited for besides a life of leisure? what sort of occupation (besides trophy wife, perhaps) would allow me to live my life eating, sleeping, reading, dreaming, and talking with friends??????
but then i look back out the window, sigh, and then allow the milky white stillness of the afternoon fill my head up once more. God'll take care of it.
posted @ 2:23:00 p.m.
ok, quick show of hands: how many of you have previously woken up and found that you were oriented the wrong way on your bed??? b/c i woke up in a tangle of blankets this morning and found my feet lying right by my pillows. i'm usually in the habit of using my pillows for my head, so i must say that i was a little surprised since i would have remembered if i had gotten up in the middle of the night to use the facilities... oh well, this has happened to me a few times - i was either really, really tired last night and crashed that way, or i sleepwalk. [if true, i wonder what i'd do in that state...] hrm. or maybe somebody came into my room last night and decided to rearrang-- i've said too much now.
the past weekend was really, really busy. had our relay for life on friday/saturday - i'm proud to say our team raised over $1600 for the cancer society! yay!! i was so impressed by the outpouring of generosity by my friends - you guys are awesome! i had a really great time staying up all night (didn't even nap!), walkin' and talkin' with friends, playing carcassonne, eating stik-o's for breakfast, and singing the indiana jones theme for no reason... :p
got back home at 7am and slept for 2 hours before getting ready for amy's convocation. despite the fact that it was a convocation (and was thus extremely boring) and that the high, wide-gapped, handrailing-less bleachers are a lawsuit waiting to happen when someone faaaaaaaaaaalllllllls [thud], i still had fun. (heh. we ended up rating the asian guys/girls at 'loo. "so... quad-dub worthy?") anyway, CONGRATS to AMES, mike, and nelson for graduating!!! i'm very proud of you!!!
the hui's had a bbq and we played carcassonne that evening: - "we'll have a chat-to-chat..." - "it's sink-or-die time!" "ummm, ju?" - "I THOUGHT WE WERE IN AN ALLIANCE?!?!"
sunday was father's day. the afternoon wasn't very fun, but thankfully everything turned out to be fine by the end of the night. we went to chinatown for dinner with my family and grandpa... got fleeced by the restaurant ("it's very good tonight! very fresh!") and ended up eating this $108 (!!!) grouper! the heck?! darn those crafty chinese! :p we were just a tad surprised when the bill came... but s'ok, it was tasty and my grandpa really loved it - even after eating most of the fish we still had, like, 2lbs worth of leftovers... it was big, yo.
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Sunday, June 19, 2005
someone remind me to keep my damn mouth shut, ok?
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Thursday, June 16, 2005
it's amazing to see such cheerful givers... the cockles of my heart are warm :)
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some of you may recall that last week i had the privilege of assembling 500+ name tags to help prepare for the company's 150th anniversary soiree. i clearly remember thinking, "i pity the foo' who has to put all the name cards into these name tags. oh well. not my problem..." well, gentle readers, i am now that foo'.
i'm currently in the process of detaching and inserting the name cards into the name tags, but before i can do so, i have to alphabetize all 500+ names!!! wooo. i'm pretty sure that the stack of papers [6 cards per sheet] to go through is taller than this blog entry. my only consolation is that, while i'm doing this, i'm e-zee rockin' to the dulcet tones of celine and elton... boourns. :(
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Wednesday, June 15, 2005
guys, i'm on a quest... i MUST find this video: am i normal?: a film about male puberty (1979). best. movie. EVER. some of you may remember this movie from grade 6 health class. it had a young boy going through "changes" and being horribly misinformed by his peers. he evenutally becomes so confused that he seeks refuge at the local zoo... ("mr. zookeeper, does size matter?") honestly, if one of you acquires this video for me, i'll be indebted to you forever!
so i've got this giant bruise on my left arm from some guy who almost ran me over while i was covering second on sunday. [hee, i still got him out though! and kalam, before you say anything - no, i don't need you to knock this guy over for me. i'm capable of doing it myself, if i so choose!] hee, so one guy at work told me that he suspects that i really got it from fighting with my boyfriend, but that actually he got the worst end of it and is now in the hospital - you see, he knows that he should break it off with me b/c i'm bad news, but he just can't.
my response? "yup, i'm tougher than i look." don't cross me, or i'll crush you!
ummm... going to sleep really soon, but just wanted to let you guys know that i updated my photo album, so feel free to poke around and steal pics. the delta pics are just from the retreat in april and the june 11th pics are from the wedding and amy's bbq. eventually i'll sign up for flickr and put them up there, but for now... this is it!
p.s. glad to know that you made it safely to BC, felix! make sure you write me!
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Monday, June 13, 2005
anyway, nothing too much to blog about. been having good times with the west/delta/testament crew. had dinner d/t on thursday ["i'll put strychnine in your guacamole..."], workshop 2 on friday, kevin lai's wedding on saturday morning and amy's risk and carcassonne bbq in the evening ["go team tiff and ames! all we gotta do is last until next round..."], and softball on sunday.
carcassonne with the gang! i'll post more pictures some other day...
ok, so quick question: do you think it was a good idea for me to have a heart-to-heart with my mom and tell her an abridged version of my personal life for the past two years???
what is it about being sleepy, sun-dazed, and reclining in your nice, cool, dimly lit basement that makes you want to spill all your closely guarded secrets??? sigh. s'ok. i've always suspected my mom knows more than she lets on... :S
[in the immortal words of scooby doo: "ruh roh..."]
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Wednesday, June 08, 2005
alas, am i so transparent?
[brandon: "yes." me: "yeah, i kinda knew that..."]
sorry guys, can't think of much to blog about lately...
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Sunday, June 05, 2005
playing softball in 30-degree weather should be outlawed. if it weren't for the obvious difficulties to the game, i'd totally advocate the planting of trees dispersed through the diamond and outfield so as to provide sweet, sweet shade.
as a result of the unfortunate shade-lacking, i had a bit of a headache all afternoon... which was eventually miraculously cured after i got all 20 of those chicken wings in me... you know, i see a trend here:
ailment: stomach cramps rx: chicken thigh result: delicious and no more stabbing pain
ailment: sun stroke rx: chicken wings result: saucy and disappearance of headache
conclusion: it seems that chicken may have mysterious, curative powers. however, more first-hand poultry-therapy research must be done in order to confirm this -- there is a chance that the therapeutic effect could be attributed to the extra-strength tylenols that i had taken on both occasions.
anyhow, i am the indisputable queen of wings at delta, atleast -- i even out-ate some of the guys and had enough room for an ice cream sunday! (hmmm... maybe i shouldn't be bragging about this...)
extra notes: westenders - how did we get so dirty? must curb these mind-in-gutter tendencies! (you boys are such bad influences on me and ames!) nat, felix - bon voyage! fun and safe trip to ny and bc, respectively. dave - focus and be productive! i've got incentives for you! (riesens) jon, louis, lisa - hope your cfa's went well! welcome back to the land of the living! brandon - wrap it up! :)
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Saturday, June 04, 2005
everybody? a moment of silence for (the pho lady's) pho please.
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thank you.
so we had our first worshop in our 'other religions' series yesterday, and i think (i hope!) it went rather well. yay!!! don't ask me what exactly we're going to be doing next friday though - i don't think we've really thought it through since we spent so much time prepping for yesterday's program. but you guys should really come out if you're available: cpc at 7pm, friday.
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Thursday, June 02, 2005
had a good day yesterday. after work, i spent some time walking around chinatown with dave before my workshop meeting. it was great just hanging around, talking, eating (yum!), and discovering these awesome dollarmart finds, just like this one: one of the cards ("happy best for. you'll lbave bad times when you foltow i see you feel you and dance with the stars wishes") had the following poem on the inside:
ASUKA
I remember all my life Raining down as cold as ice
Shadows of a man A face through
a window Crying in the night
honestly, how awesome are those?!?! :)
after our meeting, ames, dave, and i went for ben & jerry's and headed to chesnut to watch some ali g. soooo terrible, but sooooo funny! i heart borat (though i don't really relish the idea of living in a cage...) hee!
and since we were talking about this before:
similes found in nsw year 12 english essays 1. her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a thigh master.
2. he spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
3. she grew on him like she was a colony of e.coli and he was room-temperature prime english beef.
4. she had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
5. her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
6. he was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
7. the revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free atm.
8. the little boat gently dirfted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
9. mcbride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
10. from the attica came an unearthly howl. the whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and "sex in the city" comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
11. her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.... the hail stones leaped [sic] from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot oil.
12. john and mary had never met. they were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
13. even in his last years, grandad [sic] had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
14. the plan was simple, like my brother-in-law phil. but unlike phil, this plan just might work.
15. the young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
16. "oh, jason, take me!"; she panted, her breasts heaving like a uni student on a $1-a-beer night.
17. he was as lame as a duck. not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
18. the ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant... he was deeply in love. when she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
19. she was as easy as the tv guide crossword.
20. she walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
21. it hurt the way your tongue hurts you after you accidently staple it to the wall.