* The ancestor of every action is a thought.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010 __ *3 Year Mark
Although the weather is getting a tad chilly, I am still enjoying the sunshine. To be honest, all these weather changes are really starting to tick me off. I have to always constantly BBM my friends to ask them if it's "shorts" weather or not, I am pretty sure I am getting a tad annoying. Why can't the next 16 weeks just be a flat 30 degrees all over? Wouldn't that be so helpful?

So I had yet another weekly lunch with Gen/Ivy today at Ajisan Ramen. At first I wasn't feeling eating something soup based but after walking from North York Center station to the place, I was definitely ready for something warm. The service has gotten pretty bad since I've last been there. They forgot to bring us chopsticks so our food was pretty cold after they finally realized we were calling out for their attention. Maybe, it's just the language barrier. They also charged me $1.50 for a can of coke while clearly it stated on their lunch menu it was $0.75. I was soooo NOT impressed. So Gen/Ivy updated me with pretty much my weekly dose of Lambda drama. Seriously, when do people START growing up? I was so disappointed that my friend has to go through all this shit with his girlfriend when clearly, she doesn't even put him on her priority list.

I realized that, the 3 year mark is really the BIG test in most relationships. A lot of people around me are getting engaged or breaking up around their 3 year mark. It makes me wonder, if that a magical number? After being with someone for 3 years, is that the time where you decide if you move on or not? It's weird.

Anyways, I agree with Joanne. Starbucks is really starting to become a very expensive habit. I MUST LIMIT MYSELF!

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Linda Tran
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*overly complex
*always making it happen
*forever a believer

Words of Wisdom
"I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne’er a word said she;
But, oh! The things I learned from her,
When sorrow walked with me."

-Robert Browning Hamilton