Wednesday, November 09, 2005

You Are a Lace Bra!

Dreamy, romantic, and ultra-feminine
You're a womanly woman who makes guys feel like men
Your perfect guy is strong, determined, and handsome
With a softer side that only you can draw out

What Kind of Bra Are You? Take This Quiz :-)

Aww, I *heart* lacy bra's. I own one in every colour under the sun. My favourite is in fuscia :)


Monday, October 31, 2005

As I sit here writing my paper, I sing...

You are my sunshine.
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know dear
How much I love you
Please dont take my sunshine away...


Saturday, October 29, 2005

Hallowe'en Saturday

And I miss you as I eat your favourite cheesecake, alone infront of my computer screen. It doesn't taste half as good as it would've if I were sharing it with you.


Saturday, August 27, 2005

Quebec Trip

Craig and I went down to Quebec City for a little vacation last long weekend. The city was gorgeous, so say the pics :D

This was the little bed and breakfast we stayed at:

Our room:

The B&B was owned by a really nice French lady who cooked us the most awesome breakfast ever!

On the corner of a street in Old Quebec:

The arch of Saint-Louis:

Cable car that takes us down to lower Old Quebec (the port):

Canons behind the wall:

Us in old port:

The Chateau Frontenac from our ship:

The waterfalls:

View from the ship:

Relaxing on the cruise:

C'est moi!

Him and me:

Me and him:


Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Chicken Fingers with Plum Sauce...

- 4 hours of food running x1
- getting checked out by a group of cute guys x2
- feeling the cook's boobies..or not x-1
- getting hit on by the 40 yr old bi waiter x3
- lifting boxes of two-fours(24 beer bottles) two flights up: x4
- laughed at for being in a long distance relationship: x5
- showing my middle finger: 100x
- fitting into a tight baby gap t-shirt x1
- free shot (monkey brain, anyone?) x1
- 50% off dinner x1
- and 25$ richer x1

The joy of quitting a hospital job for a waitressing one at a pub that pays me 1/2x


Sunday, August 21, 2005

The truth...unadulterated

The reason why people dilute the truth is not because they dont want to hurt your feelings, but because they cant deal with the truth themselves. Denial, anyone?


Movie Update!

Movies make Sabi happy in the pants! Well, happy in general - not just in the pants.

- Wedding Crashers: Well, this movie is funny. But it's stupidly funny. Not funny because it's funny, but funny because its so damn stupid! No wonder the guys love it, ha! Really, I wouldnt sleep with Vince Vaugh even if I were paid a million dollars in CASH! Owen Wilson, however, is a whole new ballgame. who would've thought deviated septum's would turn me on so ;) But what truly makes this 'sex comedy' sexy is Rachel McAdams! I would gladly dish out 9.95 CAD to watch her.

- Dukes of Hazzard: I have to admit, this is by far one of my favourite movies this summer. Perfectly timed dumb cheesy jokes, a tad bit on the crassy side in addition with a few 'Dude, where's my car?!' scenes combined with a fookin hot Jessica Simpson makes for a great two hours of solid entertainment. Fuckin' aye!

- Valiant: It's Disney! 'Nuff said! Besides, it was free! Disney+free = happy Sabi.

- Broken Flowers: Bill Murray is overated. Yes, I realize being spaced out is fun. Especially when you're stuck in Japan with only a single female friend, who, by the way, is half your age and unhappily married [Lost in Translation]. This movie apparently is about the journey of a man who sets out to evaluate past relationship failures. Instead, it shows us a week into the life of a sexually deprived zoned out Murray, who at the end of the week knows no better than he did a week before. Well, whatdya know ?! I will personally hammer out my ear drums if I ever hear that soundtrack again.

- Hitch: Can I puke now, please?

- Mangal Pandey - The Rising: Another one of those "British-are-evil-we-are-no-longer-a-colony" flicks, timed perfectly to release a few days before Indian Independance Day. French manicure during the 1800's?? No kidding! This movie is seriously confused about the time zone it is supposedly filmed in. To add on, the movie doesn't move. The first 2 hours account for singing and dancing and then some more. Umm, are we going to have any of that promised freedom fighting?! Oh yes, that's what the last 10 minutes are for. Bugger.

To come: Red Eye (Rachel McAdams!!), Four Brothers, Me and You and Everyone Else.


Saturday, August 20, 2005

This is me.

I hope you know that I want to give you all the things you want. But I cant. Because they’re gone. Because I’m broken.

Valium is my friend tonight.


Wednesday, April 20, 2005

So it's established. I'm an utter idiot. Sigh.

So I was studying in the library, and decided to take a quick break to grab a bite to eat. I got back a little while later and went back to working. Now, working also involved me playing low key music to block surrounding noise. Anyhoo, I turned on my "theme to love story" on, and got lost in my beautiful world of regurgtating mechanisms behind acetaminophen related hepatotoxicity. Until a few chicks behind me started laughing. And they laughed and they laughed and they laughed. Eventually, i turned back and gave them my evil look. Take that you! And so with that I return back to drawing the fight scene between the good guy aka Glutathion mediated detoxification and the bad guy aka CYP450 mediated reactive intermediate toxicity. But gosh, these gals would just not stop laughing!! And so I put my head up once again in an attempt to give them another evil look...and my eye happens to fall upon the jack of my earphones. No, not inserted into my laptop, but dangling from the for all to observe. And apparently hear too. I turn red, curse exams dnad UoT, blame it on fried brains and comment on free entertainment. Atleast I was blasting good music in the middle of the library during exam season. Sigh.


Wednesday, July 07, 2004


Not one, but TWO crazy mornings in a row. Psshhttt...

So yesterday, I set up my alarm for 6am. I thought I'd wake up an hour earlier - either to study or work out. The alarm did ring at 6. I DID wake up at 6. However, I forgot I had my alarm set for 6am. I went on thinking the time was 7am. Whoever said "oblivion is bliss" was a retard. :rolleyes:. Anyhoo, I went for a shower, got out at 6:30......was shocked to find my mom and bro still in bed. I, being the blithering fool that I am, started yelling out loud......WAKE's *7:30* in the morning!! My mom woke up in a jolt - totally panicking. Ofcourse, she wasnt too happy when she turned over to find out she still had half an hour more of blissful - or not so blissfull after i gave her the terrible jolt- sleep.

I, feeling like an utter idiot for missing out on AN HOUR'S WORTH of luxury, decided to go back to bed. Ofcourse, I wasnt S-M-R-T enough to set the alarm. Hence, I ended up oversleeping. ARGH. And to think of it, I was up at 6-fuckin-am i the morning. Grrr...

Right. So that was yesterday. Today was even better. More entertainment for fellow readers. So I woke up perfectly on time. Left home perfectly on time. I even managed to finish my cup of tea for the first time in 2 months. I was just thinking to myself on how perfect the day was going...when...I was boarding the bus down to the subway and catastrophe stuck...yet again. Here I am- rush hour, with gazillions of people waiting behind me to board the bus. Gazillion cars behind the bus waiting for it to move on. I take one step inside the bus. Made it. Good job. I left my second foot to take the second step into the bus. My pencil heeled shoe decided to get WEDGED IN BETWEEN THE STAIRS OF THE BUS!! So by the time my second foot got to the second step, I realized I was barefoot. Yup. My shoe fell onto the ground OUTSIDE the bus. Joy oh Joy. One second I was smiling widely to the bus driver - the second second I looked as though I was terribly constipated. So everyone behind me had to get off the goddamn bus so as to let me get off the goddamn bus and collect my goddamn shoe. Perfect way to begin my day, what??? And then, I'm still not over the first incident of the day, when I got to the subway and I heard it fart - a sign that it's going to shut it's doors on me forever. So I sprinted...slipped once...caught my balance....managed to get ONE FOOT inside the subway. Yup. You know it's going to happen. You know the second foot's coming in. And you know wht tht implies on this oh-so-perfect day. I slipped - yet again. I caught hold of a man - made him lose his balance. Who caught onto anothet guy - who also then lost his balance. Who caught noto this woman - who almost fell. But thankfully - bless TTC's soul - there was a nice metal rod for her to hold on to. Hence the chain reaction finally came to an end.
So you think that's the end of my rather eventful morning??? Hell no. It's gotta be PERFECT remember??? Anyhoo...I managed to make it to queen's Park in one piece. *surprise surprise*. I was getting out via those round-about exit things. And my mp3 player's headphones got stuck with my shawl which got stuck with the round-about which made the lady behind me trip which made someone behind her push her more which made her push me while I am still trying to untabgle myself...only to find out she works in my department. Hoo boy.

So yeah. This ended my perfect morning. Couldnt get any more perfect, could it now ????