The Next Susan Boyle

It was my first time watching "America's Got Talent" tonight. And I was both sad and amazed. The last contestant tonight was a man named Kevin Skinner, a chicken catcher dressed in a poncho and dirty baseball cap. The camera panned the audience to show the sniggering faces. I was immediately caught up by how much this resembled another sniggering crowd in the U.K. that was soon brought to its feet. Kevin said he would be singing Garth Brooks and as soon as I heard the first bars of his guitar, I felt a shiver go down my spine. His rendition of "If Tomorrow Never Comes" was so simple and beautiful. It was the second time I've every been brought to tears by a song. I wish him luck in the contest, and hopefully people will listen before they snigger.

Medic...

In the midst of my messed-up-renovation-angst, I completely forgot! On Saturday, I competed in my friend's charity version of the "Amazing Race". I hurt...I pulled muscles I didn't know I had. The last time I felt like this was when I accidently joined a mini-marathon. It was fun, despite the outcome (dead last...*sigh*it was for a good cause). Saw parts of Toronto I'd never seen before, and surprised myself with how much I actually remembered from the guide books. I would like to point out that we were first for a little while, but ended up falling behind because we were over thinking the clues and not going with out gut reactions (conclusion based on post-race analysis).

Not blind yet...

Tonight, went back to my grandpa's old place to pick up some things. We've been busy lately cleaning the place so they could renovate (it was pretty old...). Not happy. I know that when it comes to renovations, I can be picky. But, this isn't me being picky. If you paid to get new floors, you probably want it done properly. The people who put down the laminate flooring in the living room damaged the new tiles (which were fine last week) in the foyer. One tile's grout is not grout, but some sort of shiny adhesive (carpenter's glue?). While another tile is actually broken (broken into 3 separate pieces), and stuck back in place with the same shiny glue. After looking around a bit more, we found paint on doorknobs, chipped baseboards, unevenly coloured grout, poorly cut tiles and grout lines near walls that were about half an inch wide (someone didn't remove the baseboards before tiling)...I could let the other stuff slide. But the broken tile as soon as you walk in is a bit much...You'd have to be blind not to see it, what were they thinking?!?!...They are sooooo going to get a piece of my mind....\(#`0')/ー!^&*@#

Can I go for lunch now? and social networking

These past few months have been crazy. I always think that it will be okay once I cross this next thing off my to do list, but something always pops up to replace it. But, I guess it's better than doing nothing. I do have to find some time to do some laundry though, either that or go shopping for some clean clothes :P
I don't usually watch Conan O'brian, (as Dad says, he tries too hard, it's uncomfortable to watch) but I had to stop and watch when he brought back an old favourite "in the year 2000". (now 3000). He said that the social networking sites YouTube, Twitter and Facebook would merge to form the new site "You-Twit-Face". *teehee* Can you tell I'm not on these sites. Stand up to peer pressure!

運命

Maybe you've heard about the woman who was supposed to be on the Air France flight. She missed the flight, only to die a traffic accident shortly afterwards. And then, there's what happened to my friend. It made me wonder, if it was fate, destiny...
If such a thing exisits, at this point, I have to declare that the fates are cruel. To show people a glimps of happiness, offer a sigh of relief, only to turn on them completely, as if to show you what you can't have. 運命、お前ら酷いな。。。

the strangest yet...

Last night I dreamed that I had become a member of the 桜蘭高校ホスト部...

medic...

Oh, I hurt. This past week has been loooooong. Work was, let's not go there. My cousin and I have been on a marathon packing, moving spree. We had to move everything out of our grandparents' place. Nothing like moving furniture into an elevator at 230am. But in an odd way, it was nice. We don't get to spend a lot of time together. But, it was pretty hard too, donating your grandparents' stuff. Plus, I'm running late with the stuff for JET...10 pages down, 84 more to go....plus my own 1 hour presentation.

And the nocturnal reverie theme continued...woke up feeling warm, happy and sad.

again...

The dreams continue. Last night, it was of the most amazing kaiten sushi bar. It was very modern and clean with "channels" made of light coloured wood where the chefs could slid you your order. Or you could pick off the belt and the plates would slide down the channels.
I guess this one is not only a nod to missing Japan, but also missing otoro...

a dream is...

Man, things have been busy lately. It feels like the list of errands keeps growing, and things that I thought were taken care of have come back with a vengence. Past few days, I've been really tired. Maybe my body trying to hide from everything! It's almost time for the new JETs to be leaving, and we're busy getting ready for that. There booklets and presentations that I thought had been taken care of, (no email replies) that I'll have to work back into my schedule. But, it'll be fun.
The other odd thing is the dreams. I guess I've been pretty Japan-home-sick lately. I dreamed about some of my old basketball kids (natsukashi~~), and sure enough, it is almost time for the big city wide tournaments soon. Maybe I'm just worried about the tournament. And just yesterday, I dreamt I went shopping for melon bread (the green ones from Aeon with the cream filling....tabetai....), ran into my little neighbour and we ended up buying the strangest cakes instead. I suppose he would have been knocking on my door around this time looking for kakigori....

self control

I am trying very hard right now not to send a certain email (don't want to bother them in case they're having sleepless nights and stepping over visiting grandparents). Whenever I get the chance to get at my emails, I've been eagerly hoping to see one email announcing the arrival of a special little bundle. He was a bit overdue, but if hasn't come out yet, he's just being rude at this point :P
I hope everything is okay....Hope they're just busy with getting to know someone new....