• come up with excellent pitches for new publications :)
• get healthy and complete cleanse with kel (starting wednesday)
• be a good mother to my beagle
• stay happy
• find a new volunteer opportunity
• write, write, write
• complete tumblr challenge

Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you

Nin-nin (paternal grandmother) and Yeh-yeh (paternal grandfather).  I have one photo hung on my wall and it’s of these two on their wedding day.  They were just such good, honourable, warm, genuine people.  They provided some of my most fondest and significant memories from my youth.

After nin-nin passed away far too early, I went to live with my yeh-yeh for six months before he died to be with her.  He would read my articles over my shoulder with his cute Chinese accent and said he thought I wrote English “very good.” There was a Chinese soap opera playing on the television one day when he sighed and told me he was very lonely without my grandmother and how much he missed her.  He died on my birthday and I genuinely believe he passed way too early just to be with her.

I remember always thinking I wanted to love like that. To love so much that you feel incomplete when that person is gone — to give up life early just to find them somewhere in the universe.

At both funerals, I wrote and spoke of them.  They were the biggest loses of my life.

When I do things I’m not proud of or behave in ways I regret, I remind myself that their blood pours through me and that even at my worst — I have some of the best streaming through my veins.

I love them.

Clark on tumblr

He’s about to tumble some feelings of the beagle variety

We’re both like, “WHAT?!” (Taken with instagram)

after day after day of cloudy gray

much to this pathetic fallacy’s dismay

my heart is full again

on this rainy night

<3 

my mind is climbing up the roof
and sliding down the slant
stumbling on the shingles
trying to locate
my beating heart

and I have thoughts
pulling themselves up the drain pipes
reaching for the height
so I can get a good view
of what’s going on out there

and my soul has been playing
hide and seek for days
trying to ditch the spirits
fading into dust

maybe I need to be kissed
in that way that reminds me I’m alive
instead of wandering streets half dead
as I’ve been; with a lost curiosity
that’s all consuming
and too dark to see 

maybe I just need you to hold onto me
anchor me with your dead weight
and tell me in a whisper
everything’s going to be ok

keep me out of danger 
and I’ll try to stop getting lost 

(Source: klowee)

Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to

I climbed the wall with Travel Week writer Cindy on a culture and civilization press tour to my motherland. I met her at Toronto Pearson and knew her for ten days in China.

When we got to a high tower we turned to each other and looked down in awe — you can see this shit from space! “I’m glad we did this together,” she said. Nodding, “Yes, I will always remember climbing the great wall with you,” I agreed. It was a beautiful moment and I may never see that chick again — but I’ll always remember that awestruck feeling of being high up on one of the wonders of the world with that girl I knew for ten days.

I read Lynn’s The Unbearable Lightness of Being this morning. Had myself a good sobfest while it rained outside.

I forgot how good this fanfic was and if you haven’t read it yet, I suggest you do — and if you’ve already read it, read it again:

Part One
Part Two

So good.  Also, I have this feeling I’m going to be called off work tonight due to the weather.  There will be no patio :( 

Best night with sister and cousin! Om nom nom

lostghosts:

feast! @kchloetse @monziebear (Taken with Instagram at Bikkuri Japanese)

I hate how I self-destruct and sabotage good things in my life.

On a lighter note, I think I should quit smoking.