As I sit here blogging, my fingers feel like they want to clamp up and freeze, and later drop off inconviniently. Well, Timothy just went to school, so now I'm just waiting for Cyrus and Mommy to reach Canada.
I saw his school this morning. I'm astonished by the size of his gym, and like, they don't have individual classes, but move around. Sounds rather mobile, but it's seriously freezing. Like, ice age. Yes, it's ice age all over again.
Vera: Wrapped up in three layers, gloves on, everything on.
Tim: Thin t-shirt and equally thin adidas jacket.
Tim's dad: Sleeveless shirt with shorts.
It must run in the family. And I was the one shivering.
Oh but the view is so... no words can possibly descriibe it. The view from Tim's room is down the side of the mountain, where you can see the vast sea and the pretty pretty pine trees. The view for his hall is even more spectacular. You HAVE to see it for yourself. Supposed to wake up in time for the sunrise. Well, I woke, but I kinda fell asleep until Tim woke me. : ((
We went down to the sea yesterday. Well sort of, at the jetty. It's obviously freezingcold, what with the wind blowing in all directions, but it is so beautifullll. We touched the edge of the water, just for fun, and my goodness, its like dipping your hand into ice water. COLD!!!!
Haha. But all in all, Canada rocks. ^^
On a side note, the flight was horrendous. I think there was too much charge build-up on the body of the plane, my hair actually crackled! CRACKLED okay. My hair NEVER does that. It clung to me, like Ernest clinging onto Tim, sending those light feathery sensations down my exposed neck. Yes yes, for the physics geniuses that occasionally visit my blog, its static.
Timothy Tang
17
Rockdige Secondery
Jan 13th 1992
[[ The Wishlist ]]
I could use a new set of headphones...
More guitars?
Maybe a grand piano...
and the will power to write my books
If only life was a fantasy story...
A weekend away with my extended family perhaps? (You know who you are) (^_^)
Fantasy of Darkness (A book project of mine)
Da creater
[[ Don't talk crap, it's ****ng rude ]]
As I sit here blogging, my fingers feel like they want to clamp up and freeze, and later drop off inconviniently. Well, Timothy just went to school, so now I'm just waiting for Cyrus and Mommy to reach Canada.
I saw his school this morning. I'm astonished by the size of his gym, and like, they don't have individual classes, but move around. Sounds rather mobile, but it's seriously freezing. Like, ice age. Yes, it's ice age all over again.
Vera: Wrapped up in three layers, gloves on, everything on.
Tim: Thin t-shirt and equally thin adidas jacket.
Tim's dad: Sleeveless shirt with shorts.
It must run in the family. And I was the one shivering.
Oh but the view is so... no words can possibly descriibe it. The view from Tim's room is down the side of the mountain, where you can see the vast sea and the pretty pretty pine trees. The view for his hall is even more spectacular. You HAVE to see it for yourself. Supposed to wake up in time for the sunrise. Well, I woke, but I kinda fell asleep until Tim woke me. : ((
We went down to the sea yesterday. Well sort of, at the jetty. It's obviously freezingcold, what with the wind blowing in all directions, but it is so beautifullll. We touched the edge of the water, just for fun, and my goodness, its like dipping your hand into ice water. COLD!!!!
Haha. But all in all, Canada rocks. ^^
On a side note, the flight was horrendous. I think there was too much charge build-up on the body of the plane, my hair actually crackled! CRACKLED okay. My hair NEVER does that. It clung to me, like Ernest clinging onto Tim, sending those light feathery sensations down my exposed neck. Yes yes, for the physics geniuses that occasionally visit my blog, its static.