a flashback to the time when gstrings girls got together to celebrate our spirit owl win. one of the most fun dodgeball team i could ever be a part of. the chemistry we’ve developed on the court and the bond we’ve created off the court is something i wouldn’t give up. even though we’re taking a break, here’s hoping we will be reunited for another run for the money
thinking back to the olden days when i watched cirque du soleil totem right here in false creek vancouver. i adore watching all cirque shows alike because what they do is amazing and it’s nothing i can and will attempt in a million years. doesn’t look like they have any scheduled tours to vancouver this year, maybe it’s also an excuse to make a road trip
flashback to getting my pipe roller from home depot. i bet the clerk was very suspicious of what this girl is building with pieces of pvc pipe. i go out of my way to doing what i need for maintenance. going to the gym is one of the absolute worst time to forget my phone and that’s exactly what happened today. i felt so lost and naked because i don’t have my headphones and music to get me through the grueling demands. but what needs to be done must be done
flashback to two seasons ago with a night well spent at vdl pub night. scribbling all over people’s shirts and being scribbled on both shirt and even skin. it’s a living proof that a little liquor can really change the perspective, action and vision of someone and things can really unravel in a big way no matter how tamed you try to be. uncertain whether scheduling will allow me to attend this year’s, but i am sure it will be a great one like all the ones that preceded this
another one of those reflection fridays because whenever i sit there with some spare time, my mind starts wandering and flashing back to things i am better of not thinking about. things were a whole lot different back then and i was a whole lot more innocent and carefree. back when i could do it with no regrets. i am trying so hard to figure out a way to get over this hump, get my mind and body together and continue where i left off because i ain’t giving up and ain’t going to give up until i get this once and for all!!
looking back at the grand opening trades night of cactus club coal harbor. thinking bakc and remembering how frustrating the work was but also realizing how rewarding it is to be a part of something so grand. since its grand opening, i have been back to this location three times. the food is an excuse to go eat there, but more importantly is the memories and signifiances this place holds