Advenchers.

Oh man i havent blogged in donkey years. So i'm going to spill the juice on my life to all you people who i know are dying to to find out *coffyahrightcoff*.

Reading break was from 17feb to 25feb. Reading break, as the name suggests is for catching up on reading, because being the passionate knowledge-lovers we are, we are highly likely to do just that. Yeah... so i got nothing done. What i did accomplish was, almost finishing episodes 1-16 of CSI NY and then falling in love with Danny Messers (oh man so cute). On the whole it was a pleasant, although somewhat uneventful week of waking up at 11 everyday and watching the world go by. Except on the last day where i had an incident in which i almost panicked because i thought my essay proposal was due the next day. Yeah... it wasnt. heh heh.

I got a hair cut at a salon called Rain on 2nd Avenue. I bluffed papa i cut my hair like a pageboy and he semi believed me and was quite horrified for a while. But too bad i had to webcam with them and they found out the truth in the end. I now have bangs and long straight hair cut straight across at the back. I like it quite a lot, thanks.

The other day Bean and i went down to Wreck Beach to watch the sun go down. We figured we'd better do it now before the warmer weather brings the wrinkly people back to bask in their birthday suits (Yes, Wreck Beach is a nudist beach. I've been there in the summer before and i can't say it's a very pretty sight. You're constantly forced to avert your eyes. Although i did buy nice turquoise silk pants for $5 bucks from the hippies.) Yah so we went at about 530pm hopped down each and every one of the precarious steps down to the beach (there are a hell lot of them) and stumbled, legs shaking, onto the beach. It was annoyingly cloudy the whole time but it was still pretty. You could tell the sun was trying very hard to outshine the clouds, jabbing orange light through it but couldnt do it in the end. So we climbed along onto the wave breaker and sat among the rocks and stayed until it went down just to, you know, show that we were rooting for him. After it became dark and i was sufficiently frozen by the butt to the rocks, we decided to go for dinner. It was then that we realised our dire need for a torchlight. After fumbling about for a bit on the beach we found the long long long long flight of steps up to the top and to civilization, and started to climb. There were rather useless attempts to use my cell phone as a torchlight while in that neverending tunnel of energy-draining work. Pitch black and surrounded by trees overhead and on either side , it was the perfect scene for the yeti monster to come crashing out of the foliage and drag us off screaming by the hair. Nothing like that happened of course (i dont think i could survive a yeti attack), although we did get horrifically scared when we saw/heard/felt something moving/swaying slowly a few metres in front of us. Turns out it was a chinaman toiling up the stairs like we were. We probably scared the heck out of him too after squealing to ourselves. He probably thought we were little pig-spirits or something. But anyway, we emerged panting at the top, congratulated each other heartily much to the alarm of the chinaman. We tried to climb the fence outside Bean's res but failed, then squeezed through it instead and then went for dinner.

The end.