• Naming a post is hard

    17Dec
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    Yes, i had a hard time naming this post. So i just decided to leave that name. When I was younger, I wanted to become a doctor. I had seen a really inspiring video on how a medical school student didn’t know if all that hard work was worth it, and then, they did something that saved a person’s life during their residency and the gratitude that the family showed him, proved it to him that he wanted to be a doctor. I worked hard at school, leaving everything else out, I worked part-time during school, so that I would be construed as hard-working in my resume, I went to school 40 hours a week, worked 20 hours a week, volunteered 5 hours a week at a local hospital and thought I had done all I could for my medical school application.

    But I had not. I got rejected, and of course, I didn’t get any reason along with my rejection, so I didn’t know what to improve. I did the MCAT exam again, which is the medical school application exam, and I applied again. I was rejected again. I thought third time’s a charm, forgetting the other saying, that Three’s a crowd ( unrelated, but still negative). If you are thinking there is a happy ending to this story, think again. They rejected me a third time. Boom, my self-confidence died down and I learnt that I wouldn’t be a person who would make a difference in the world, by curing people and changing their families’ lives. Alright then, I would just work at my government job at the airport and continue to live like I did, in obscurity.

    I decided to take the high road, and started despising all higher education. I didn’t want to apply to any other Masters’ program. Why would I do that, so I can get rejected again? No Sirree Bob.

    I realize that everyone happens in your life for a reason, and I had to go through those rejections, so I would go looking for some kind of meaning in my life, and go to many conferences, many in Canada, many abroad, in United States, I would take part in a pageant and I would do many other things, which would result in me meeting someone in a rehearsal for a fashion show, who would eventually introduce me to a business school called Wilfrid Laurier University, where I would go and get my Masters.

    Its so funny how things work out. Would I have gone to business school, if I had been successful in my medical school application? Obviously not. Then, probably I wouldn’t be blogging at this point in time, because I would be too busy saving lives, and learning anatomy. Would I have been happier taking that other route? I know now that I know more about myself, that I wouldn’t have been. I would have been unhappy, but maybe I would have borne it, because thats what people do. They do things that make them unhappy, because it makes their parents happy, or at least, thats what people do in my culture.

    I decided a long time ago, I would not do that, I would not do things that do not make me happy. No matter what. I am speaking about the big things here. Obviously, I do the little things that make me temporarily insane or unhappy, like sit in traffic to get to and from work everyday, and wax my arms and legs, but never the big things.

    Next time, lets’ chat about how I attempted businesses and failed at the most important part, Starting a business.

  • Winter thoughts

    17Dec
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    Occasionally, I will go onto Craigslist and look if they have any auditions for fashion shows, as I have gotten lucky over the past and gotten an Equine fashion show, for the Equine fashion magazine, which I have to add, must be a really, really tiny niche market. And as always, you have to be careful with what is on there. But its funny to me, how you can always tell, which ones are the people who are looking for the girls for the adult websites and adult movies, and which ones aren’t. The ones that aren’t would say looking for female models, Please send height, weight and contact info.

    But the ones who are looking for adult movies models, would say things like looking for open, sexy, fun-loving models, who are up for a bit of fun, or who are up for anything, or who would like to try a new experience. It is always a clue for any person who wanders onto that website, that that is an advertisement, that you should stray far, far away from. Amazing, how they give themselves away!

    I do a bit of weights at the gym that I go to, and it surprises me how many guys will look at me, as if i have grown two heads. I am not buff by any means, I am probably the puniest person out there, but I still am surprised that they think of me as someone who is either to be stared at as an alien, or despised, probably because i am a lesbian, i must be one, if i am doing leg presses with a 140 pounds of weight.

    I truly was the happiest person alive, though, when I started leg pressing more weight than I actually weigh myself. I weigh 126 pounds and the day I start lifting even half that weight in arm-curls will be the day I will be a happy person indeed.

    I sometimes wonder why people look at me, are they looking at me, cos we like to people stare, because if i was walking past someone, i Like to look at them, just to see them, not to be rude or anything, but I love people watching. It could be labelled one of my favorite pasttimes. Its too bad, I dont get to do much of it anymore, but in the days past, I would go to downtown Toronto, and I would just sit on a bench somewhere outside if the weather is good, or on a bench in Eaton’s centre, if the weather is cold, and I would just watch. I would have my ipod playing tunes in my head, and I would just sit and watch the people walking past. I would wonder, Is that girl happy with that boyfriend of hers, who seems to be ignoring her, as he plays with his Nintendo DS? Or is that guy happy with that girl who seems to be more interested in the boots she’s looking at, than spending time with her boyfriend?

    Which brings me to another ones of my thoughts that my parents lament at. The fact that I find marriage to be a big sham. Who decided that that is the be-all of end-all? It seems to be thats what it is nowadays. A person decided a long time ago, after the agricultural revolution, that as we have too much time on our hands, we are going to have to have some kind of goal for the humankind. So it became we would make marriage and creating offspring as a goal.

    In the beginning of the beginning, we needed to procreate to keep the humankind going. But now what do we need it for? We already have too many human beings on this planet, but still some people seem to be creating babies at an alarming rate, and they live in the developing world, where we dont need to have 13 children so they can help out in the farm. I watch those shows with 8 kids or 17 kids and counting and I am completely baffled. Why would you want that many kids? Why are you doing this to the earth, when we already have millions of kids who do not have parents, and who wouldn’t mind having someone to take care of them?

    Obviously, these might be thought of as the ramblings of an idealist, and my parents hope that I will change my mind soon when the maternal instinct kicks me in the butt, and I decide that I want a child of my own. I sometimes hope it does, than maybe I can live a normal life. But until then, I eschew the idea that the only reason I have been put on this earth is so I can get married at a reasonable age ( read 25 years old as told by my parents), and then have a reasonable number of children ( or grandchildren for my parents). Is that all I have been put on this earth for?

    Is that all the reason is for my existence? There has to be more than that? I mean, c’mon, is that the reason, I have been taking up space on this planet, breathing in precious oxygen and eating precious food, so that I can bring in more people, who can choke the earth more than it already is. I believe not.

    I, like everyone else, wants to know there is more to my existence. The eternal question of Why am I here? Its something of a cliche, but that’s the most important question to me right now. I do not want to exist for the sake of existing. I do not want to live just because I am here. I want to create and I want to affect. I want the earth to be a changed place, because I am here. I want the earth to be a changed place, for better or for best.

    I do not want to exist and then be obliterated, and all evidence that I ever lived is gone, vanished in an instant, the moment, my soul leaves my body. That would be to me the worst insult on this planet. Why did I live then, I could have killed myself at 17, when the teenage hormones sometimes seemed too much and the urge to jump off the balcony sometimes swam in my head?

    Now, I sound a bit psychotic. Believe you me, I am completely normal, too normal if I could say that. Sometimes, dont you get the feeling that there are a hundred other people in the world you are the same as you and if you weren’t there, there would be no change in the world, cos someone else who is so similar to you, will just take over from you.

    Everyone likes to believe they are unique, so they do things like paint and write a blog, even when there are a million other blog writers. :)

    I like to believe, I am making a difference by being here, I hope that I still think the same a few years into the future.

  • My values

    02Dec
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    Accomplishment

    Excellence

    Organization

    Creativity

    Connection/Community

    Learning/Exploring

    Adventure

    Freedom

    Spirituality

    Aesthetics/Beauty

    Nature

  • Thoughts

    02Dec
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    I was thinking about the profligation of chargers, I need a charger for almost everything. When I was in Europe, I couldn’t have anything that needed charging, because, then, if I staying at a campsite, I wouldn’t be able to charge anything. I have a charger for my laptop, my toothbrush, my ipod, my cellphone, and I think tahts about it. that is a lot, for one person, if every person has a charger for all those things, then, there is a lot of charging that is taking place around the world. When you think about all those rechargeable batteries going into waste, that is a lot of waste. I had braces when I was younger, around 17 years old, and I had them for 4 years, so I bought this rechargeable electric toothbrush, which was perfect to get around those little crooks and crannies in the braces. God, they were so useful, my smile is now perfect, but they did take up a lot of pictures. I go back and look at all those pictures, and I have this metallic grin in every single one of them. Now, after five years of good use, my electric toothbrush has died. I decided to look up recycling batteries, and I came upon www.calltorecyle.org website. Really cool website about all the partners in recycling rechargeable batteries. Really interesting! And perfect for my quest to recycle my oral-b electric toothbrush and my old cellphone.

  • Laser hair and Humane society

    01Dec
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    I had a day of sorts today. I went to a class at Schulich today, on social media and it was a really interesting class. They served us really delicious food, which is one of the main things that stood out about the class itself.

    I was standing by the windows, speaking to my Royal Bank representative, about unresolved issues, when I see the two cutest little kittens, sitting outside, just staring at me, curiously. I couldn’t believe they couldn’t belong to someone. I started asking the waiters around, who do these kittens belong to? Where is the mother? They didn’t have collars, so they must have been wild. Someone told me, that they are newly born kittens, and their mother is out hunting for food, probably. My conscience couldn’t allow me to let them sit there. Me and my colleague who I enlisted in my rescue attempt, called Toronto Cat Rescue and Toronto Humane Society, in our efforts to rescue them.

    Neither of them, could pick up the kittens. Toronto Humane Society doesn’t pick up kittens, its against their policy. And Toronto Cat Rescue can’t pick up the kittens, because they do not have anyone who can hand-feed the kittens, as they are still being weaned by the mother. I couldn’t believe it. A metropolitan city like Toronto, and I couldn’t get two kittens who are sitting out in the freezing cold weather, indoors, where they could get some food and some warmth. I was flabbergasted, and afraid for the poor kittens, who could possibly die from the freezing weather, as they were so young.

    I put out some milk for them, and I decided that I would go back tomorrow, for my second day of class, and take some food, and a blanket, with me, so at least, they could be warm. I am just surprised, that the kittens are right next to a major university, filled with people, and no one decided that they would call the humane society, to get these cats taken away. Or maybe they did, and the Humane society was just too busy making stupid policies, to actually pick up the kittens. I am probably just being really rude right now, but the main reason we have societies like these, and the reason people give them money, is so they can go out and rescue kittens and other animals in need. What is the point of these societies, if they are unable to do a simple task, as pick up two kittens in dire need of warmth and food.

    I do not know and I do not think there is any answer out there, that would be sufficient to answer the question.

    As to the title of this post, I went to get my upper lip lasered, and it was a pleasant experience as usual. The Toronto Cosmetic Clinic has made it a very pleasant atmosphere, and the staff are nice women, who make your life easier. I went in and in fifteen minutes I was out, looking forward to getting rid of any hair growth on my upperlip. Lets see how it actually turns out.

  • Wal-mart sucks!

    01Dec
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    God, I just had the worst customer experience with Wal-mart. I cant begin to tell you how annoyed and disgusted with Wal-mart right now.

    I had to go to Wal-mart auto centre to get my tires changed, and new all-season tires put on. I went to the Wal-mart website, and it seems to be perpetually down, whenever I tried the find-the-store feature. I decided I will drop off my tires at a Wal-mart near my house, at Highway 7 and Weston. I went there, and they said, that they did not have the tires in the size I required. I was a little annoyed, but I realized, they couldn’t help it. It is the busy season for tires changing, especially as winter is approaching and the snowy season is coming closer. I decided to try a Wal-mart near my work, at Matheson and Mavis. I dropped the car off during lunch time, they had the tires, everything seemed rosy. Or did it? I got a call, saying that my rim was broken and had to replaced at the cost of 44$, I agreed. After checking, they said, they did not have any rims in store, so I couldn’t get one of the tires changed. I told them, I didn’t want one tire changed by them, and another changed by another auto-shop, so I wanted everything as it was before, and I didn’t want to pay for anything, as they did not do the job as required. They seemed to agree. I went after work, after getting a co-worker to drop me off to Wal-mart, and I found out, that they had removed the other tire and put a new one. So now I had one new tire, and one old tire. They said, they had put another tire in the trunk for me, so I could take it to another auto-shop, and they could put it on for me. I finally calmed down enough, to pay the bill and leave. I was in the parking lot, and I decided to check, whether the tire was in the trunk. IT WAS NOT! I was extremely peeved at this point in time. I went back inside, and said, I paid for a tire, that is at the present moment of time, not in the trunk of my car. I was ready to erupt, or breakdown and start crying. Either path seemed suitable. I got the tire put in my trunk and I drove away.

    I went to a Canadian tire next, to get the other tire put on. This branch at Finch and Dufferin, did not have the rim size required. So, I went to another branch at Albion and Kipling and finally, finally, finally, I got what I needed, but I couldn’t pick up the car the same day. They were too busy, to get to it, today, they said. But, I did get a phone call, the same day, that the car was ready to go.

    I just picked up the car, and its running smoothly. I am so happy the debacle of getting my car tires changed is finally over. I just can’t believe how much I went through to get just two of my tires changed over. Its simply amazing.

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