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I don't care what Ryan says... it's times like these when I feel like just giving up.

Just curl up in a ball and forget the world exists. Forget there are people counting on me... forget all the promises that I made... forget all the things I'm supposed to be.

Anyway, I always say all this emo crap but I know I'll get through it. I'll gonna sleep through it and tomorrow I'll wake up and get back to work. That's just how it works.

By: Flora | Friday, July 03, 2009 at 12:34 AM | |

How am I?

Since I started work I get asked the question "How are you?" about 12 times every morning, and most of the time people seem to be pretty sincere and interested in how I'm doing. I always reply that I'm a little tired but doing great, and hey it's already (enter day of the week unless it's Monday), or some variation of that. Well today I feel very crappy. Just like yesterday, and the day before.

I'm not talking about being sick, although that's not really helping with my current state of mind. Something does not feel right and it makes me scared. I remember the same time last year I was going through the same emotions, but it turned out okay in the end... I hope that this is just a phase and that I just have to wait it out.

By: Flora | Wednesday, February 18, 2009 at 7:49 PM | |

This isn't the first time I've realized this. But I am the neediest girl ever. I can't help it, I just need attention at all times.

And right now I'm not getting it.

Sick + PMS + no attention = tantrum

By: Flora | Friday, February 13, 2009 at 8:26 PM | |

I buzz then fall asleep... NAWT!

How do you not give in to caffeine when Blenz gives it such a scrumptious-sounding name like Belgian Dark Chocolate Mocha? Blargh!

Stay away from me tomorrow cuz I'm gonna be hella cranky.

By: Flora | Sunday, February 01, 2009 at 11:58 PM | |

Shouldn't have eavesdropped...

"Nancy's in my class. She's a Mainlander."
"Really? Why is she taking your class, I thought she was in Science."
"I don't know. All I know is that she's a Mainlander. That's all I remember."
"Oh. I thought she was Taiwanese."
"No, she's from China. I feel bad for Chinese girls. Only old guys marry them. Like old, really desperate guys."

I hope you're thinking "wtf" cuz that was what I was thinking when I overheard this in the hallway today. Where's the love, people? I'm not claiming to know anything about world politics, but the way I see it, us Chinese are all yellow and we all speak the same language, so to me this "racism" doesn't make sense at all.

People seem to have this misconception that if you're from China, you are dirty, obnoxious, rude, and a bunch of other bad adjectives. Sure, there are some people who are like that, but there are people like that in EVERY race. I've had several cases where people learn that my background is Guangzhou (which is not Hong Kong or Taiwan, so it's "mainland") and they would be like, "Wow, I'm surprised, I thought you were from Hong Kong. You look so kept together." That's when I try not to roll my eyes; instead I say, "Oh, really? I didn't know you thought of Chinese people that way." Then they would get embarrassed and say, "Well, you're okay cuz you're a CBC (Canadian-Born Chinese). You're not like a fob from Mainland." That's when I feel like punching their face out.

Well surprise people, I'm not a Honger. If you're reading this and you're a Honger, that's great, I hope we can still be friends even though my parents are from Guangzhou. It's so ridiculous that people still think like this. It's so backward.

Anyway, that was a really long rant. I think I'm getting the hang of this blogging thing again. I'm gonna end this post by saying wow, that was a real G sentence... get it?... there were a lot of G's in that sentence... lmao. Okay... awkward.

By: Flora | Wednesday, January 21, 2009 at 7:11 PM | |

Work life

Okay so I blog-failed with my last entry--not because Ryan said so, but because I didn't realize that the picture from the webcam would change every few minutes. So for those of you who were reading during the late hours about sunny days and were confused when they saw the dark and somewhat ghastly image of SFU at night, well...... hmm I don't really have an excuse.

By the way, I lied when I said was gonna have something interesting to talk about. But you must've fell for it... haha. But honestly, I don't think I had the most exciting day. I'm pretty sure Barrack Obama had the most exciting day.

I guess I do have some news about my life that I could blog about. This semester I'm on co-op at SFU International as their Marketing and Communications Assistant. So far it's pretty darn awesome. I like the work I do, the people I work with, the environment, the extra money... I couldn't have found a better place to do my first work term. I'm so not missing the schoolwork and studying... I almost forgot how it feels to just relax after coming home and not feel guilty about getting nothing done. It's also a good change from working in retail. My mom made me work at Suzy Shier for a few months (yeah actually a lot of stuff happened during my blogging hiatus) and I never knew I could be so physically drained from putting away clothes (on the plus side, I can now walk in heels almost effortlessly... best skill I acquired from working at Suzy). Anyway, basically my mom wanted to show me the "hard life" to make me work harder in school... and I guess it worked. There's no way I'm ever going back to a job like Jugo Juice or Suzy.

I haven't decided yet whether I like the working life, though. I don't get to choose when I wake up in the morning and I have to wake up EARLY... and I've found out that I am definitely not a morning person. I have go to bed at 10pm every night (well that might just be cuz I'm a loser and I can't function properly without 8 hours of sleep). I finally understand the concept of T.G.I.F. cuz during school I could still hang out on weeknights, whereas now, it's impossible to stay up unless I want to look/feel like a zombie the next day (which I already do according to some... fucking meanies). I'm not too excited about living this kind of life every day for the rest of my life after I graduate. Especially when I'll have other things to worry about too like mortgages and taxes and chores. But I guess it's just a part of life. Unless you have money... Money seems to solve everything nowadays.

I think I've rambled on for a bit too long. I'm gonna go watch Jay-Z perform at the Inauguration Ball.

By: Flora | Tuesday, January 20, 2009 at 7:48 PM | |

Sunny days

This is another reason why SFU is the best!



Yup... no fog, just beautiful sunshine over the past few days. Not to mention the breath-taking views of the mountains. Unfortunately not the city though cuz lately it's been covered by a blanket of fog. Muahaha.

I will be back with tons of exciting topics soon!

By: Flora | Saturday, January 17, 2009 at 10:51 AM | |