Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Mood: Happeee
Music: In the Shadows- The Rasmus

*yawn* This whole vacation thing is making me really, super lazy. I suppose I'd feel better if I actually had something to do *cough*. But seriously, there's nothing to do. I think I'll be nice and tidy the house for my mum, as she went back to work today.

Do you ever have those dreams that are so totally amazing, and they give the most wonderful feeling you probably have ever felt, and then you wake up and it's all over? That's sort of how I feel right now...like a wicked dream has managed to slip through my fingers.

BAH I'm so bored. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah krljhgoieuhg[0equt476u3tui4jeragkldjrzhiozdy8tiau[0wantu90[awt ...

~Love, Tasha

- I've Been Living For Tomorrows, All My Life
Scribbled by Tasha @ 10:12 AM

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Mood: smiley
Music: Brick- Ben Folds Five

Happy New Year!!!!!
No, really...it's new year and therefore we should all be happy/excited.
To me, the new year is always a big deal, because it's a chance to have a fresh beginning, hence the whole point of having at least one New Year's resolution. Alot of people would argue that every moment should be a new beginning and we shouldn't only choose to take action when the first day of the new comes around. I reflect upon each year of my life, and that's why a new one is such a big deal.
I've been reading ALOT lately...I just finished Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden, and I have to say, I miss reading it. From the beginning I became totally lost in tat book, unaware of the line between its fictional storyline and my real life. The main character is Japanese, an orphan, a geisha, and a figment of an American man's imagination- yet somehow she was still entirely relatable.
New Year's Eve was such an awesome night, and I owe that firstly to my friends. We went to a bash at the Bohemian Penguin in Belleville and it was a pretty good time. Little bits of drama here and there, as expected, but I met alot of new people. One such person was a guy named Josh, the waiter/bartender. He made me smile.
My year was full of tons of crazy sh*t, but nothing I regret. I suppose that's good, cos...regrets suck. The experiences just get more and more intense as we get older, and though sometimes it was almost like some things were far too much, afterward I always seemed to realize that everything would eventually be fine. Everything happens for a reason, and looking back on the majority of the decisions I've made...I can see why. You have to mourn over certain things, and you have to worry over certain things- but then you need to keep going. I've conquered fears, some ridiculous and others perfectly understandable..and at the moment, it's like I can do pretty much anything. New Year's Eve made me sum myself up as a person. Even if the events of the past couple of days have seemed absolutely surreal.
Does everyone get like this in their New Year's blog? This all sounds so familiar.....anyway, I don't really have much else to say...school in other week...yay? No..lol. But whatever, this term's almost over *tear*.
~Love, Tasha.

- You Had Me From "Hello"
Scribbled by Tasha @ 6:43 PM

Sunday, December 04, 2005

So the month of November was a wicked month.

My eighteenth birthday was on the 12th, which was a Saturday, which meant I could have my buds over, which rocked. Other than being absolutley ecstatic that I am finally old enough to vote, I was also very VERY happy that Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire came out on the 18th.

K, so how good was that movie? Really frickin' good, I loved it. It was THE BEST ONE yet. The first two were very loyal to the books, the third was directed by a crazy Spanigh guy (which speaks for itself), but the fourth really captured the mood and spirit of what Harry Potter is about.

So now the month is December, and even though have been through so much between my last entry and now, I find it so hard to blog about it. I don't know why. But for real, I'm going o try and remain updated now.

~Love, Tasha

- Today For You, Tomorrow For Me
Scribbled by Tasha @ 4:59 PM

Friday, October 28, 2005

Mood: MEH
Music: Introducing Colin- John Williams

Woohoo.

Look ma, I'm updating. XD

I wanted to find the right template for my blog, but alas, I have not been successful. However, I have been learning to code my own. It's obviously taking a long time, so now I have a blogger default template. It's SO boring, but I feel the urge to blog.

So many different things have been going on lately. I don't want to name them all because I'm lazy. Though I can say that I've been in the same relationship for more than a month now, school is busy but I'm adapting to staying on top of my work, and my days have been kind of crappy.

This morning my little brother came into the house (he was waiting for the bus), and he tells my mum and I to lock the doors. We look at him and eachother and then carefully ask why. His answer was extremely frightening, as he said there was a man across the street staring in our direction from under the maple tree in the neighbour's yard. This was weird because it wasn't even 7 yet. It was very dark, and when I went to have a look for myself, the most visible part of the man was his white shoes. The rest of him was dark clothing, and he was indeed staring in our direction.

I locked all the doors. Because my imagination runs wild 24/7, the first word that came to my mind was "Callanwolde." Only the people who read "Prince of Tides" would know what I mean. But anyway, my little brother remained in the house and we watched him carefully. Suddenly, he stood, but he still stayed slightly hidden under that tree. I was silently freaking out, wondering what this stranger was up to, and wondering if he would come any closer. The house behind him showed no implication that its inhabitants knew he was there.

Suddenly, a white truck came, slowed down, and picked him up. Both Karlon and I gave a sigh of relief at the same time. But still...who was he, and why was he waiting under that tree in the neighbour's yard? Where did he come from? And if all he was waiting for was a ride, why the hell was he staring at us like he was stalking us or something? Creeeeeeeeepy.......

Halloween is this Monday! Yay! Everyone loves Halloween. And then, on November 12, it's my 18th birthday. The most important thing about next month though, is Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. 20 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

~Love, Tasha

- But We All End Up The Remains of the Day
Scribbled by Tasha @ 9:32 AM

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Mood: sad
Music: Nadda, at the mo.

- Fix You- Coldplay
Scribbled by Tasha @ 10:03 PM

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Mood: Yet to be determined
Music: Somewhere in My Memory- John Williams

K so I guess after a good conversation with a close friend of mine who knows who he is, I decided that it's time to update my blog.

Before I didn't want to because everything I thought should have been kept to myself. I didn't want to hurt people, offend people, or even let anyone into my world, including the REAL time I had in the three weeks I spent at my dad's house.

Ahem...

The three weeks at my dad's did have to do mostly with tennis and kickboxing. But I also had time to think for myself, as well as time to realize there was a world beyond the area I live right now. Kinda like my trip to Holland.

The time in Ajax built my confidence; made me stronger both physically and mentally. Made me think and challenge what I thought might be a conventional relationship. Then all it took was one cute guy in my kung fu class to make me think things over completely. One cute, intelligent, talented and sweet guy in my kung fu class who idolizes my father to make me think "I don't want this anymore."

It wasn't the guy I was striving for, though I did want to pursue him, in the back of my mind. No, it was the idea of trying something new. I didn't think that I should have to commit myself to future plans if I was a person who was living for the moment. What's the point if my future is altered every second I choose to live my life? That was my reason for breaking things off. That doesn't mean I don't care. That means I was being effing fair to myself and the other party and I think that I have every right to stand up for that. So now that THAT is settled, I'm sure new things come to light for alot of people. Even me.

N.T.S-
Meta Ridley Battle Theme (ignore this)

I hope this school year isn't as crapped-filled as the last one. During my summer vacation, I was able to experience what it felt like to semi-normal. By that, I mean I didn't experience any of that stupid "drama" I used to hear about everyday. I didn't have the need to rant, I didn't lose much sleep, I had the chance to dedicate myself to things I never was able to do before. I wrote freely, I created art freely, I smiled. I was really happy, aside from the fact that my buds weren't there with me to revel in the fact that the grass that was, indeed greener.

I dunno, I'm out of what else to say.

Oh yeah!

If something bad happens to you, and you don't know where to go from there....trust me, it's not the end of the world. People can get over things rather quickly, if they try really hard. Just don't get ahead of yourself, and don't think other people don't notice. Even if they're the ones that hurt you in the first place. ;)

~Love, Tasha

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Scribbled by Tasha @ 11:16 PM

Monday, August 29, 2005

Mood: Reflective.
Music: Beat It- Michael Jackson
It's amazing how you're given a title one moment, and then it can be taken away in the next instant as soon as something goes wrong. Relationships shouldn't come with literal titles. That's one sign that it isn't a very mature one. I hope I don't lose friends over what I did.

I effing miss Ajax. I wanna go home. :(

Going to see Mark, David and Caitlin tomorrow, and it's about time. We need a good hangout session before we all swallow our prides and go for a "victory lap" at St. Paul's.

Usually around this time I get all excited to go back to school, and I wind up posting my schedule. Well, guess what? No schedules until the first day of school. :( teh suckses, I know.

Choir starts next Wednesday. Crazy!! Haven't sang choral in a very long time. I'll be rusty.

Well, I've got nothing else to say. Hm.

~Love, Tasha

- Oh, Denied. And demoted.
Scribbled by Tasha @ 10:51 PM