Category: happy

i suppose generally happy posts

Time goes by so slowly

wow, madonna’s latest song somehow makes me feel good.
hung up

things that make me happy today:

  1. my loving, awesome boyfriend
  2. my loving, awesome boyfriend that withstands me talking on the phone to random people in russian a gazillion times at 10am after falling aslepe at 5am
  3. my loving, awesome boyfriend that let me steal his awesome red bag that makes me so happy
  4. my white jacket that is keeping me warm and cozy
  5. my headphones that still work despite tearing apart to the wire in 2 places (2!)
  6. hot dogs
  7. chai latte
  8. u of t laidlaw walk
  9. bahen ceilings
  10. studying in u of t
  11. last day of classes!
  12. having awesome profs (like the one who taught philosophy and was talking to me and a classmate for 20 minutes after the end of last tutorial and class!)
  13. people who i used to know who i randomly meet in subway who invite out to a beer
  14. my cousins who are cutest bunch ever
  15. my friends who bug me lovingly when i disappear off the face of the earth
  16. my parents
  17. (what else do i need to say, they’re my parents)
  18. my laptop, which is my trusty friend through thick and thin
  19. listening to christmas music through above headphones and feeling overjoyed at it being crispy outside
  20. dooce.com’s rants from 3 years ago
  21. every little thing that you say or do
  22. looking forward to all the awesome things that will hit me as exams will start ending
  23. the fact i’m not at all scared of exams
  24. the fact that one of my previous jobs asked me to come back for a project
  25. getting gifts for those whom i love that i’ll give for xmas
  26. the beauty in this world
  27. hart house coffee
  28. my dog’s brown eyes
  29. music
  30. watching csi downloaded on my desktop while i was out of the home through the wireless network at my house. how cool does technology GET! home networks never worked well for me, but this time, thanks to tim’s efforts, its all working.
  31. everything is working.
  32. my loving, awesome boyfriend.
  33. life.

the quiet before the storm (of assignments)

photo of garlic, rippedmy life is officially great.

well, i guess i’ll have to work backwards again, to update you all eagerly awaiting audience on the past 4 days.

however, it turns out i have another passion in life outside of photography, and fashion.

it is cooking. yes, i know, you are all shocked. but the more time i’m spending at tim’s, the more i cook, and the more i cook, the better i feel because tim finishes all of it always and asks for seconds. its a good feeling. and i realized i really, really like tastes and food.

so i added a new category. its called “what olya cooked today“. talk about self centered…

so, to recap this past week.
sunday i headed home, in jeans, black shoes, and spent a great day with parents. we ate a fantastic dinner together with tim, of my mom’s roasted duck. unfortunately it was not as juicy as usual, but it was still pretty darn tasty. i also went on a mini photshoot of last fall leaves with mom and shady. here are two pictures that i selected and edited since then: 1 2

sundried tomatoes, ripped
monday: headed out bright and “early” at 1 downtown, for tim to study, and for me to try studying. it was midly successful. it was another black simple shirt (long sleeve, slim horizontal neck cut), jeans, black shoes, stuff like that.

tuesday: classes, classes, classes. jeans, jeans, jeans. honey garlic wings and fries for dinner, and a tiring 3 hour class. then i went home and finished watching sex and the city with mom, ate fantastic mushroom soup with blintzes with meat, curtesy mom. was awesome. fell asleep late (3-4am) after watching “a perfect murder, and loving the haircut of the girl.

wednesday: woke up at 9am, and headed out by taxi to my hairdresser. sorry, no photos of my hair, but its short, blond and tim called it “elegant”. wednesday evening was spent buying zucchini, peppers, tomatoes, and 3 pomegranets (for $5), the joy of life.

zucchini 01here in lies my proudest moments of the week. first off, i made some fantastic zucchini (wow that’s tought to spell). heat up some (a lot) oil, add some (like 3 cloves) garlic chopped, and sun dried tomatoes (which i soaked in some wholesome olive oil for 24 hours ahead) chopped to larger pieces than garlic, and heat all of that up to just before garlic browns (at like almost medium heat). quickly peel the zucchini, and shop it into circles, and dip it into the oil, keeping it all at lower heat, for about 10-15 minutes, until the circles become white, and tender.

it is absolutely delicious.

oh yeah, and i was dressed super hot the whole day too! soft green skirt, and black top with two zippers, and new haircut, and black boots. i looked positively hot. :D

but, it gets even better.

mozzarella gthursday: very, very productive day. went to databases tutorial (not that helpful), met the prof, picked up midterm and assignments (i’m an idiot, but that’s okay, cause my amazing boyfriend doesn’t mind or see it :P ). even got the mark on my midterm raised… but not by enough. i’m 4 marks away from a pass. 4 marks out of 250… *sighs*
anyway.
after that, went to the bank and felt positively important as i got to go upstairs behind the locked door and through the hallway next to the open safe. like, lined up, and then the lady at the counter said that it’ll be 10 minutes before someone can talk to me, and when the time came the woman actually like walked around until she found me. so i got my accounts all set up and figured out. they were really impressed by my credit, i think. mwahahaha.
afterwards, back to kensington market, and picked up a sturdy lock for my bike. w00t.
and theeeen i bought more zucchini, dill, realized i have not a clue what basil looks like, and couldn’t get that, lemons (mm, pretty), green onions, and 100 grams of FANTASTIC mozarella. ooh so creamy, good tasty, awesome.

and for my dinner i had more of those zucchinis, but the highlight of this evening was this fantastic connoction:

  • a bit of mozarella topped with
  • dill
  • a sundried tomato lightly warmed up
  • a tiny bit of garlic

    • its like the sandwich without any disgusting bread. bread would so ruin that.

    after all that joy i had a pomegranate and an episode of CSI (season 1, friends and lovers).

    and then there was class, and then there i am at home, and time had just FLOWN since i returned. i still didn’t cook anything, but those zucchinis are mighty tempting to be friend up with some flower into crunchy healthy snacks.

    next week will kill me with assignment and school work.
    same with the week after.
    if only i had work ethic, intead of clothes, food and fun ethic!

    ohmygosh, its saturday? why didn’t anyone tell me!

    so, its saturday… night of all things. (scroll until SKIP HERE if you want the juice)

    lets go retroactively from wednesday.

    i think i wore the green skirt and brown boots and something else fairly boring. i can’t even remember what i did that day!

    then, thursday, was more fun, at least memory wise. it was pub night with the cssu, and my parents went out to a dinner and a concert in the evening, leading to them picking me up from downtown.

    so, thursday i wore my gorgeous orange/brown homemade skirt from india (yess, mom saved me! i have no idea how she remade that skirt – the middle is indian skirt (orange patterns), bottom is a brown velvet trim, and the top is a long waist in the same velvet, brown. very very stylish. ankle length, and awesome deep brown lining too. and the glitzy shoes and … i think brown shirt? yeah, brown shirt, and the light jacket – it was a warm day.

    i believe wednesday we went to sleep fairly late, so i barely made it to the morning tutorial, where 15 minutes before the end the guy went “i’ll go get your midterms” and never returned. so i still haven’t seen the midterm i failed. yeaaah.

    afterwards i was supposed to meet christina, except i never got in touch with her, so at 4 i ended up going to kensington (yess for biking), getting some groceries, coming to tim’s, cooking chicken and rice (it was alright – mushrooms, pepper and chiken and busmati rice, but i gotta be BRAVER with spices and get some onion which would just raise that dish to a whole other level), and then heading to class…

    … which was cancelled. my favourite class! the psychology! damnint! buut its 6pm and its cssu pub night, so i went over to the cssu and headed out to einsteins around 7. ‘t was very nice! we drank, we laughed, we watched leafes lose (again, unsurprisingly), and then i got intouch with my parents and biked over to tim’s, where they picked me up.

    home – watched csi, fell asleep in front of the tv.

    friday.

    woke up lateish, did a bunch of stuff around the house – cleaned up the room all nice, did laundry (yesss, finally!), chatted with mom, returned dvds, replied to some email, did no homework… better than the usual anyway.

    in the evening, picked up a grand plate of sushi (50$ for 80 pieces. pretty sweet) and went over to hesi’s.

    what i wore on friday
    absolute hottness IMHO. black pleated skirt (very sexy, nice material, nice cut, and about knee length, but twirly), black tube top and over it bright pink very low cut top in similarly shimmery/silky material. i felt awesome. and hesi’s fantastic hairbrush fixed my terrible hair for the time being.

    we drank, we danced with tim to tango from mr and mrs smith and it was absolutely AWESOME!!. the whole evening was fantastic.

    until the best part ever. SKIP HERE IF YOU WANT THE JUICE

    tim and i came home around 12:30 am. my dad was still up. so he comes downstairs from the computer, and tim after chatting with him for a while convinces him to go shoot some of my parents tequilla.

    what happens next is that all 3 of us down 1 shot of tequilla, and then tim and my dad (yes. my father. the dad of tim’s girlfriend) proceed to down 2 more tequilla shots each, finishing half a bottle, then both have a shot of inferno vodka, and then both have 2 … yes, TWO, more shots of absolute.

    after the 2 shots i left to the washroom. i return. they both tell me they need 2 more minutes.

    i go away. i come back. they kick me out again. i go hang the dried laundry, make my bed, clean room some more… i come back. they ask for another 2 minutes. i leave again, check email, again, come back and its impossible to separate them. they bonded. on a higher, macho level. i’m pretty sure they were talking about women or something.

    at which point my mom comes down and helps me convince them to go to sleep… so they get up and tim falls down (!!) in front of both my parents (!!) on the floor :P my dad (!!!) helps him up and *carries* (well like tim leaned and dad hauled him over) to my room. my mom helps me prepare water for tomorrow’s morning, and jokes and worries with me about how much they drank and how will they be tomorrow. both of the males at this point are in my room slurring something to eachother. i come in, kick dad out. (which was difficult in itself, i had to use the “this is indecent, get out of my room!” line! hah.) at which point tim and i go outside, and tim falls down. again. outside.

    in parallel, as later told to me by my mom, dad upon entering the bed room says (IN ENGLISH) “good boy.” and *falls asleep*.

    tim passes out on the bed and i drag him under the sheets, and go do some stuff online before turning into bed too.

    next “morning”, they both got up at 3pm, unbelievably hung over.

    tim doesn’t remember anything after inferno.

    dad doesn’t remember anything after tequilla.

    but they both woke up in a great mood, and both are convinced they had a great night (and from what i witnessed, they had a fantastic night).

    saturday.
    after waking up and having breakfast (i cooked some good breakfast!), and lots of coffee, tim and i head downtown with some chairs for his party.

    yesss, we’re drinking.

    more.

    and playing poker, where i miserably lost, and that’s why i’m blogging while nicole, tim and meto are finishing their game, where the chip leader keeps moving from one of them to another, but no one is fully out. i suck at poker! and i hate losing! doesn’t spoil the general goodness of life, but i am a really sore loser. there’s a reason i don’t like competitive sports.

    like, rockclimbing aint competitive. your main competition is the pain in your fingers.

    oh yeah, what am i wearing?i’m wearing my favourite jeans (there’s only one pair i always wear – a little low in the back but longer shirts cover the low cut), black shoes from paris (like sport puma slippers but all black and really cute and sport) and a black top from paris (wow, that’s ironic – shoes i got and shirt mom got) which is sleeveless with a deep V cut, and gathered at the top with this diamod shaped embroidered thingie, and loose bottom. really cute, hot and comfortable. (the shirt. i don’t know about my look).

    and i just downed a jaggerblaster (jagger + redbull). hope this update was satisfactory!

    2 days, lots of links, and soup

    my ohmygosh glitzy shoe. its REALLY far sparklier than the photo monday:
    wore: was a super nice stylish warm day. i’m feelin’ great lately, and i decided that i’m not going to bother dressing up for halloween and just use the warm weather to be happy. long peasant green skirt (mm, france), brown long sleeve cotton shirt, with an embroidered v cut (its not v, its a rectangle, and its deep ;) ), with feather decorations, a load of bracelets, brown boots (oh how i love thee, brown boots), and a grey sweater (to cover up the indecency of the low cut, and for warmth). and i think a red jacket (yes-it-doesn’t-match-but-i-still-love-it). and of course the paul frank bag.
    did: headed downtown, talked to oleg and organized stuff about australia for a long time. ran out my laptop’s battery, which at this point runs out *more than twice as fast* as oleg’s far younger computer of the same make (thinkpad x31). then headed home, gave out candy to the HORDES of kids that came by, and then headed downtown and got drunk with tim. mmm, einsteins and there was a seriously crazy lady! the whole room was laughing at her crazyness. it was awesome!

    tuesday:
    wore: brown shoes with the chain loops (see picture), blue jeans (mm comfy), an oversized white guess dress shirt and a smaller brown jacket (the one from france, awesome silloutte), with a beige scarf on top (thin, from tim’s grandma). in the evening aforementioned grey sweater was added for warmth. very shaggy, multi layered look is happening – white shirt is peeking out underneath it all, and i think it looks awesome. oh and a red beret completes the punch of color.

    did: morning (aah, hangover) was pancakes at bahen – cssu was organizing a pancake sale. it was tasty and i ate too much (which is good). morning is 12pm. at 1 i went to databases… the prof is lesser of two evils, but she blames us on half the class failing. i say its her fault for shitty teaching, and hard tests. my other classes (during which, as right now for example) have normal averages. afterwards jetted to history of philosophy of science, which was reasonably fun and interesting.
    then i went to get teh best soup. blissfully alone. so awesome. i so need this time to spend with myself. an hour of reading scary stories on fark and eating soup and being happy. then i went to current class of philosophy of science.

    time wasting – not:
    free software to block your temptation programs. smart idea. i’ll use it!
    best. website. ever. its about ORGANIZING LIFE. cleaning up LISTS. aaah, yesss. joys piled on top. and then there is this for an organized home. how am i supposed to do any work with all this great organization reading!

    free fall

    so, i have done my first free fall. it was 5 seconds long, and i have done it perfectly. opened right as i should have, except i didn’t have time to regain balance so i got thrown around quite a bit.

    2 days later and i’m still limping cause all my muscles HURT. but, not only its a good kind of pain, the freefall was so. completely. WORTH IT. YES! I am the champion, and can keep my cool in any situation.

    last week of work. how exciting! this weekend is camping and next week tim comes back.

    the schedule still makes me unhappy. but then 4th year, what am i, afraid of some silly dostoyevskiy class? i just have a bad feeling about it.. and about the 10am classes too. buuuut hey, its study, and relaxation.

    running to meet christian now. what a crazy week!