a bunch of random thoughts... :P

Been a while since I have written...time to flex my cramped fingers...with typing!:)

The past 3 weeks have been interesting...been taking a course with Kaplan to prep for the LSAT (more on that later)...getting recertified for first aid (and developing road rage simultaneously)...and continuing my charming ways as the village idiot:)

Kaplan cost me an arm and a leg...had to take a bank loan for that...and promise them my third child...haha, little do they know I don't plan to have 3 kids...suckas:) (Couldn't resist...if you don't get the humour, don't worry...neither do I...) Actually, the initial reason for my taking this course was to simply guilt myself into studying...and it did that. But I have to admit, it did open my eyes a little...where I thought I was strong...it turned out not to be the case...and where I thought myself weak...well, I was weak:) So, an unexpected benefit was that it helped me focus on what I need to do to achieve my end on the exam.

This experience wasn't all roses though...Kaplan cancelled my originally scheduled class (due to low enrollment) and shifted me into a class at UBC...I wasn't a happy camper...but I will refrain from going on a rant:)

Class hasn't been bad...the lawyer teaching the class is top-notch...all business, but with a sense of humour (definitely need that!). Been a while since being in such a class though...lots of type A personalities in the group...some very bright...others not the brightest crayons in the box...needless to say, those who know me well...I belong to the latter...but I talk little in class:)

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The past week has also seen me go through training for my OFA level 2 recertification...good class, excellent instructor...could talk trash much of the day...while learning life saving skills...important to stay relaxed in such moments, methinks...haha:P

Long days though...class at Oakridge all day, then off to UBC...all the time, exercising my Vancouver driving finger and developing my road rage... Am finding I have little patience when driving in heavy traffic...in the mornings, it took me almost an hour to drive 15 km to Oakridge...at 7 - 7:30 in the morning...shiite!!! Sigh...3 more days...2 days of practice and 1 day of exams (I hope I pass...I hope I pass...I hope I pass...)... :P

Back to studying the correct procedure on how NOT to kill someone:)

Till next time...
Cheerio...

PS I guess it wasn't really a bunch of thoughts, eh?...oh well, never could really count anyway:P

the days ahead...

Been in a thoughtful mood lately...though that doesn't exclude momentary lapses into being a twit:P

For many around me...friends, family...even myself...we face decisions every day...sometimes big, sometimes small...but we must always choose. When I look back on my life...there are many moments I would like to have back...many things I wished I didn't say...times when I could have done more, and didn't...and times when I did too much, when I shouldn't. And for all those times, I sometimes wonder how my life...and the lives of those around me...how they would be different...better or worse.

I know...this is an exercise in futility...one cannot change the past...but sometimes...when I have a small moment to myself...I wonder...what if? What if I hadn't walked away from something or someone?...what if I had said what my heart felt when it was bursting?...what if I had hung onto something instead of let it go?...where would I be? Absolutely no idea...b/c all those choices I made (no matter how good or bad)...they lead me to here and now...

My favourite poem...hope it doesn't violate any copyrights:)

The Road Not Taken (Robert Frost)

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.