
My google search for the day
well.. at least more people are bored.. than those that are extremely terrified of chinese people. :/

My google search for the day
well.. at least more people are bored.. than those that are extremely terrified of chinese people. :/
“If you are demanding registration before checkout, you need to cease this practice immediately. It is costing you a fortune.”
-Tog: How to acheive painless registration
Things I can do:
Things I cannot do:
Last night we made costumes and hopped on the sky train.

i made the one on the left
so happy
We were pleased to be met by a sky train car full of costumed folk.
We waved and everyone let out a little cheer.. like football fans of the same team all getting together for a game.
Along the way, we’d compliment others outfits.. give high fives.. dance .. and SMILE.
There’s a unity that occurs on Halloween.. Every is crazy looking, and probably slightly drunk. I wish that all days could be like this.
its rare.. that we are so nice to people we dont know. so rare that we strike up conversations like we’ve known them forever.
I guess costumes give us a path.. a reason to talk to people.
While normally, we might look like creepers.. Halloween sets us free.
its sad in a sense.. that we’ve almost lost the ability to communicate with
one another.. but at least there are still times of fun!
hooray for fun!
I dont really do.. regret.
Or at least I try not to. I dont find it helpful. I try and move on and be better.
There is one regret in my life that just might stay with me forever.
One day.. back in the fall of 2005 I was walking along
Commercial Drive in Vancouver, BC
It was raining.
pouring infact.
As I walked, a woman came out of the nearest store pushing an elderly
man in a wheelchair. They were booking it.. no umbrella. no raincoat..
just booking it down the sidewalk.. getting more soaked every second.
My instinct: Give him your umbrella. give him your umbrella.
I tell myself.. over and over.
GIVE HIM YOUR UMBRELLA.
But I freeze(although i’m still walking)
and they pass me.. wet..
I watch them go, and convince myself its too late to run after them.
My heart breaks.
To this day.. the image of them will never leave my memory.
and it hurts.. every time I think about it.
so much.. that I will never hesitate like that again.