Friday, July 31, 2009

play.

Let's have some fun this beat is sick.










Let's play a lovegame.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

obsessed.

Want to cry every time I hear this song.
All I know is that you're so nice
You're the nicest thing I've seen
I wish that we could give it a go
See if we could be something

I wish I was your favourite girl
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style

I wish you couldn't figure me out
But you always wanna know what I was about
I wish you'd hold my hand
When I was upset
I wish you'd never forget
The look on my face when we first met

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot
That you loved secretly
'Cause it was on a hidden bit
That nobody else could see
Basically, I wish that you loved me
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars,
Actually I meant three

I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn't eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep

Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen
And I wish that we could see if we could be something
Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

back.

1. Respond to each point the professor makes by waving and saying, "Quite right, old bean!"

2. Wear X-Ray Specs. Every few minutes, ask the professor to focus the overhead projector.

3. Sit in the front row and spend the lecture filing your teeth into sharp points.

4. Sit in the front and color in your textbook.

5. When the professor calls your name in roll, respond "that's my name, don't wear it out!"

6. Introduce yourself to the class as the "master of the pan flute".

7. Give the professor a copy of The Watchtower. Ask him where his soul would go if he died tomorrow.

8. Wear earmuffs. Every few minutes, ask the professor to speak louder.

9. Leave permanent markers by the dry-erase board.

10. Squint thoughtfully while giving the professor strange looks. In the middle of lecture, tell him he looks familiar and ask whether he was ever in an episode of Starsky and Hutch.

11. Ask whether the first chapter will be on the test. If the professor says no, rip the pages out of your textbook.

12. Become entranced with your first physics lecture, and declare your intention to pursue a career in measurements and units.

13. Sing your questions.

14. Speak only in rhymes and hum the Underdog theme.

15. When the professor calls roll, after each name scream "THAT'S MEEEEE! Oh, no, sorry."

16. Insist in a Southern drawl that your name really is Wuchen Li. If you actually are Chinese, insist that your name is Vladimir Fernandez O'Reilly.

17. Page through the textbook scratching each picture and sniffing it.

18. Wear your pajamas. Pretend not to notice that you've done so.

19. Hold up a piece of paper that says in large letters "CHECK YOUR FLY".

20. Inform the class that you are Belgian royalty, and have a friend bang cymbals together whenever your name is spoken.

21. Stare continually at your professor. Occasionally lick your lips.

22. Address the professor as "Your Excellency".

23. Sit in the front, sniff suspiciously, and ask the professor if he's been drinking.

24. Shout "WOW!" after every sentence of the lecture. 25. Bring a mirror and spend the lecture writing Bible verses on your face. 26. Ask whether you have to come to class.

27. Present the professor with a large fruit basket.

28. Bring a "seeing eye rooster" to class.

29. Feign an unintelligible accent and repeatedly ask, "Vet ozzle haffen dee henvay?" Become agitated when the professor can't understand you.

30. Relive your Junior High days by leaving chalk stuffed in the chalkboard erasers.

31. Watch the professor through binoculars.

32. Start a "wave" in a large lecture hall.

33. Ask to introduce your "invisible friend" in the empty seat beside you, and ask for one extra copy of each handout.

34. When the professor turns on his laser pointer, scream "AAAGH! MY EYES!"

35. Correct the professor at least ten times on the pronunciation of your name, even it's Smith. Claim that the "i" is silent.

36. Sit in the front row reading the professor's graduate thesis and snickering.

37. As soon as the first bell rings, volunteer to put a problem on the board. Ignore the professor's reply and proceed to do so anyway.

38. Claim that you wrote the class text book.

39. Claim to be the teaching assistant. If the real one objects, jump up and scream "IMPOSTER!"

40. Spend the lecture blowing kisses to other students.

41. Every few minutes, take a sheet of notebook paper, write "Signup Sheet #5" at the top, and start passing it around the room.

42. Stand to ask questions. Bow deeply before taking your seat after the professor answers.

43. Wear a cape with a big S on it. Inform classmates that the S stands for "stud".

44. Interrupt every few minutes to ask the professor, "Can you spell that?"

45. Disassemble your pen. "Accidentally" propel pieces across the room while playing with the spring. Go on furtive expeditions to retrieve the pieces. Repeat.

46. Wink at the professor every few minutes.

47. In the middle of lecture, ask your professor whether he believes in ghosts.

48. Laugh heartily at everything the professor says. Snort when you laugh.

49. Wear a black hooded cloak to class and ring a bell.

50. Ask your math professor to pull the roll chart above the blackboard of ancient Greek trade routes down farther because you can't see Macedonia.

Monday, July 27, 2009

swim.


Never had a fish growing up, but seriously thinking about getting one and naming it Eddie. Random thought of the day.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

dawn.


The sun rising is the beginning of one day, and the end of the last.
Dance in the footsteps of those before you.
Break from the trail, go off the beaten path.
Good luck in India Wesley. May the sun shine brightly for you on the other side of the world.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

wash.




Let's soak up these city lights and hide in the streets.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

wicked, literally.


Bahaha I had totally forgotten about this. Just saw the 6th Harry Potter movie this past weekend - it's inspired me to start reading the books again. Upon opening the familiar hardcover book last night, I transported myself back to my 12-year-old self, who fell completely into this magical world. It's amazing how much information I am picking up now so many years that I didn't understand things, and enjoying the books so much more. Needless to say, Charles Dickens A Tale of Two Cities is back on the bookshelf for a little bit, it's a bit long and dry. Much like the weather. But summer is just a breath of the year, so soak it all in as long as possible.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

snap.


Sometimes things need to fall completely apart for better things to fall together.

Monday, July 20, 2009

fire.


A lot of people have been asking me if we're okay from the
Kelowna fires, and I'm thanking my lucky stars that I live on the other side of the lake - think good thoughts for the families affected, and for the parents of who are the brave firefighters battling this.

Friday, July 17, 2009

mia.


Busybusybusy. Swimming across the lake tomorrow, my lovely friend Felicia is visiting and working full-time. Summer is such a good time of year. Hope that Ogopogo doesn't eat me tomorrow.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

running.


Another day, another dollar...my few hours of sleep are catching up to me with work, and the kids I taught today were somewhat evil. But I am excited because it's a short work week, swim across the lake on Saturday, friends are visiting, it's warm and summertime.

Plus, I found an old VHS player and my I Love Lucy California Road Trip collection.

Love? ♥

Sunday, July 12, 2009

annie.













Hey pretty baby with the high heels on
You give me fever like Ive never, ever known
You're just a product of loveliness
I like the groove of your walk, your talk, your dress
I feel your fever from miles around
Ill pick you up in my car and well paint the town
Just kiss me baby
And tell me twice
That you're the one for me

Friday, July 10, 2009

classic.


"All the world's a stage,And all the men and women merely players.They have their exits and their entrances,And one man in his time plays many parts,His acts being seven ages." »William Shakespeare

This is so relevant to life right now.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

what.

Beautiful. This continues to add onto and support my obsession with movement. That, and my love for Kupono.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Friday, July 3, 2009

drop.





Fall down to the ground,
and let's just lay here and forget the world,
looking up at the satellites and those same stars.