Saturday, December 24, 2011
Boy, it has been one hectic month and now the holidays are here! Unfortunately, this Christmas isn't so white and just plain cold; Christmas lights are dispersed as some houses did not bother to put up the lights this year. However, like every Christmas, I make it my favourite holiday as it becomes a time for generosity, peace and baking. I will save you the long post about how much I have learned this year and how I have grown but I do want to say that the acceptance of my life has been the theme this year. I have definitely changed a lot and I assure everyone that I will continue to do so. I will continue to be humble and become a more giving person. I intend to maintain relationships and commit to activities.
I hope all you bloggers out there have had a wealthy year, full of opportunities. May the new year bring you more happiness and positive changes. Happy holidays everyone!
p.s. I have photos to post but I'll leave that for one gigantic photo post. Instead, here's one of me knitting. Hah!
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Today, I was introduced to a new patient who had memory problems. He was sarcastic and didn't have much to say; he stared at me like I was an annoyance more than anything else. But being stubborn and patient, I broke him. He started to listen to me and would open up a little bit more. By the end of my shift, I had him smiling at me all the time and I understood his odd sense of humour--it felt so good.
And at the end of the day, I know I have made a small difference--and that is all that matters.
|Yes, I cheated and used canned tomato sauce.|
|The finished product!|
Friday, December 2, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
And knowing that I had a family Thanksgiving dinner to go to, I wanted to bring a little something so I found this recipe online and gave it a go. Needless to say, it was a huge hit, and everyone loved it.
It's been rough but cooking things for myself makes things a little more bearable. Perhaps it is because you put a lot of effort into it and the outcome is selfishly rewarding (not to mention, you cure that growling stomach of yours!).
Friday, November 25, 2011
your grin lights your bright blue eyes
naked and exposed,
the way you walk across the room
your hands move slowly across my stomach,
caressing my ass
we are still, dark in the night.
I hear your soft groans as I place my hands
on your stomach.
Your rough beard brushes against
I smell the faint scent of cigarettes,
on your skin.
And sitting on your couch, we listen to your passion.
We exchange songs,
judge our own lives
settle for nothing but more
and explore our minds.
we let ourselves go.
And Cosmo is near
watching human interaction
Our laughs are in sync as you feed me your food
driving along the late night streets,
the driver believes we are happy
These moments do not last,
but engrained in our memories.
we feel and love,
think and swallow
our purest thoughts.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
I'll be trying more recipes throughout the next couple days so I'll be posting here more often. Stay tuned ladies and gentlemen.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
He left the bed and walked over to the couch, naked. She leaned on the back of the couch as she watched his slow, graceful movements. They sipped their red wine and smoked a joint, building their friendship through strings of stories and emotions. He picked up his guitar and sung songs of heartbreak and yearning. She closed her eyes as she listened to his low, rough voice speak of true stories. Opening her eyes, she watched the subtle movements of his back muscles move with the strumming of his guitar. She watched him carefully, as he laid the guitar back down and slipped back into bed. She laid her head on his outstretched arm as she carefully placed her hand over his heart and dwelled in the silence within the apartment.
She woke up to the soft sunlight which leaked in from the tops of the dark curtains. She turned to face him and studied his face; he had his long brown eyelashes, a crooked nose and small lips. The sound of breathing filled the room as he began to stir; his eyelids opened to reveal those bright blue eyes. Awake, but groggy,he immediately pulled her in towards him with one arm and he traced her hip bone with his finger. She placed one hand on his chest as she pressed her lips against his--no words were exchanged. She felt him grow and their hands fell to all the right places as they continued to kiss.
They walked to the couch and sat down as they conversed over minute things. He lit a cigarette and she watched the white smoke hover in the air, slowly moving towards her. He took another drag and offered it to her. She took it willingly and she parted her lips for a quick drag. Again, silence filled the room as they communicated through stares, touches and smiles.
It was a beautiful tragedy.
Monday, November 7, 2011
I truly apologize for being rather inactive these several weeks; school is really stressful and I barely have time to pick up my camera. However, I recently spent a bit of time to quickly shoot some self portraits. I have always been fascinated with the human body; every curve is beautiful and while we all have similar (if not the same) body parts, we are all so different. Unfortunately, I have always had some self-esteem problems, especially when it came to my body but I am beginning to accept myself for who I am (and for what I possess). Thus, these photos are very personal and represent self-growth and discovery; they represent acceptance and acknowledgement.
I am in the talks of beginning a small photography series with a friend so hopefully that will turn out well. In the meantime, love and accept every curve, every angle and every mark on your body.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
as it slides between,
my bony fingers.
Edges line up as,
it slowly shrinks,
leaving me with an,
A repetitive process.
And those days pass by,
as the sun casts shadows of the present,
my fingers weave and fold,
through the patterned sheets.
I am a creator,
stringing hope on thin lines,
to believe in
truth and humanity.
I hang them all,
watching them spiral and
wave back and forth.
Effort fills their lungs
keeping them afloat as,
we defy gravity.
Memories are my future and they
are my forever past.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Today has been very quiet. I feel like I have been silenced by my own thoughts and emotions; like so many events have made me appreciate life so much more and have touched my heart that I am unable to fully describe--in words--just how I feel. Strange isn't it? Has anyone else felt this way before? I wonder.
The weather here in the city has been very gray and chilly lately. Despite that, I have been content for the most part. I have been spending a lot of my free time alone, trying to comprehend this quiet, foreign state I have been in. As a result, jazz and caffeine are the only things that have been accompanying me these evenings alone.
Now, I have my hands on a bowl of raspberries as I sit here wrapped up in a scarf and leg warmers due to cold toes.
I'm going to give this study session another go. Wish me luck!
Saturday, October 1, 2011
October is here at last; the most romantic month I could possibly ask for and I am determined to make it my own.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Today marks my first day volunteering at an outpatient exercise program where participants have suffered from a stroke, brain injury or are diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and have been discharged from either a hospital or rehabilitation centre. It is a program aimed to have participants engage in exercise to strengthen their balance and walking while having the opportunity to interact with others. This program acts as a bridge to help former patients ease back into their former lives while still getting the exercise they need to achieve their everyday tasks. Coincidentally, one of the instructors who runs the program is also involved in the aquatic programs run by the city (which is where I work part time too). What a small world! It was really nice to see a familiar face and instantly I felt a little more comfortable with running one of the exercise stations. All in all, my first day went incredibly smoothly and I was so thrilled to have gotten to converse with most of the patients there. They were all sweethearts and the determination they had was incredible! It was very touching, especially the three women who had multiple sclerosis. To see them gather every ounce of strength they had to complete the exercises was great and somehow, it comforted me and instilled more faith in my mother.
|Quick sketch of him, and a vanilla latte (I couldn't resist!)|
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Needless to say, the past several years have been a huge eye-opener; from needing to mend close relations to buckling down with school, I have come to a point in my life where I cherish every challenge, every enemy and every ounce of frustration because without all of that, I simply would not be able to believe.
To sum things up, I would love to share with you one photo which, I feel, sums up that celebratory night:
|photo credit: Ms. Kate Rogers|
p.s. The man standing in the photo? A great, great man.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
I've become accustomed to this site and what a difference it is from Wordpress. I do not dare badmouth Wordpress but I do believe this site seems to be more user friendly for the ones who are hopeless with HTML, and I finally have the post template I have been yearning for. (It only took me a year or so...) However, I digress. I hope that I will love and cherish my blog more than ever now that I have the ease at which I can customize my posts and overall aesthetics of my blog. And I hope that readers will continue to tune in every once in a while.
Cheers to finding a new home for my future thoughts,
Saturday, September 24, 2011
|This smoked Montreal meat sandwich was massive, but scrumptious.|
|At the Crema Cafe.|
|On accident: he was bringing over the rest of the jasmine tea.|
Saturday, September 17, 2011
The summer has passed and it seems like we’ve moved onto different lives. Humid summer days are long gone and cooler sunny days have arrived. New (and lingering) people arrive with the breeze as it brings in new chances and familiar feelings.
Busy days bring about careful planning and appreciated company. Rapid daylight contrasted with drawn out evenings. We curl up in thick sweaters and wool socks; fingers curled around large porcelain mugs, or the stem of wine glasses, allowing time to pass in a hazy daze. Our hair falls over our eyes as we breathe out white smoke, our skin skin smells of cinnamon, candles scents, other herbs and coal. We make distinct sounds of rubber hitting concrete as us city dwellers travel along the streets.
These changes are slow and creep up on this large city. Sometimes too busy to acknowledge the change in seasons, we forget how to adjust. How can one even adapt if one does not expect? We breathe, in and out; in, out, in, out. But do we breathe with ease, or are the breaths short and rapid? Merely gasps.
We always forget the things we ought to never forget.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Anyways, here are a few photos from last night. I apologize for the lack of quality but I hate using flash at these small venues. I dislike the idea of distracting or blinding the performers! (click photo for a larger view)
On another note, maybe some of you guys have noticed that I’m slowly transforming my blog into more of a photo blog as well as a place for words. I hope to continue with this slow, but definite change despite this semester’s schedule. Hope you guys stick around!
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Met up with an old high school friend and decided to read, draw and so forth on the second floor patio of a Starbucks in our neighbourhood. Needless to say, I took some photos to remind me that it is alright to slow down and relax a little in between my hectic schedule. (click photos for larger image)
|Can you spot the bee?!|
Have a sunny Saturday!
Friday, September 9, 2011
Sometimes, I need a period of time to myself where I can allow my instincts to drive me to specific places; to slow down and absorb everything, taking pictures of the small details and rediscover faith in humanity. Sometimes, all I need is a few hours of silence to assure myself that everything will be alright. With that said, here are a few pictures from today's venturing.
Hope everyone's having a great Friday as well!