It's a Love Story

....baby just say yes?!

The world has seen how Taylor Swift has gone from one boyfriend to another, basically shining her romances in the spotlight. And honestly, it's tough to deal with romance and break up especially when you're famous. When they break up, she would write about it through songs. Made money off of it. Honestly, the most brilliant thing to do. Now she is one very wealthy lady, yet so down to earth and probably the best boss lady anyone could meet or work with. I admired her work all these years but after seeing her go through the Eras Tour and all the physical demands of the tour, and how she treated her staff, I have a newfound respect for her. 

For many years, I can tell she hoped for a forever love. She, just like many of us girls/women, long for someone to love, to be loved. Her songs relate to love, heartbreak, betrayal, redeeming win - experiences that we can all relate to in our daily lives. 

When she met Travis and they were frequently in the spotlight, the joke was the same: waiting for the break up so she can write more songs. However, it didn't turn out that way. Instead, she found her love. Travis pursued her (and mama Swift also helped introduce them when he was really hoping to meet her). He got butt hurt when he was not able to meet Taylor that night after that one concert he attended, and now? He's got the girl of his dreams.

Now I can't say I can relate because I'm definitely not famous, but I can relate on trying to find that love. This love that was told to us as kids, by our parents who put into our heads that our Prince Charming (or Princess) would be out there for us. That you must get spoiled and loved for it to be...true love.

Man, what a load of bologna. Disney definitely fooled us all growing up. 

My road to love was definitely not straight forward. Some of my friends had it simple, where they dated one guy and boom, got married and had kids. End of story. Live happily ever after. Then there are friends who dated more than Taylor Swift and still haven't gotten married. Now, I'm not saying it's a failure. I'm saying for one person it could be quick to find someone, whereas for another it could take almost a life time to find true love. At the end of the day, if they both find love, then that's all that should matter. 

I'm not going to sit here and go through every detail, and blame everyone else for my failed relationships, because it does take two to tango. But I definitely felt many years ago, that love should be easy to find. Love shouldn't be tough to the point that you burn out from all the stress of trying to be loved by someone. You shouldn't have to beg to be loved.

As the years went by, and I've gone through all these different experiences, I had to eliminate some of my misconceptions, and one thing that really stuck out was...you can't change anyone, unless they want to change themselves. If they already have these pre-fixed beliefs on culture/gender roles, it's going to be impossible to change them. For years, I believed I could change people. But no, I'm not God. I cannot change people unless they want to change themselves for the better. 

Then there's the hope that eventually they'll change their minds. No, please don't ever hope they would change. Something as big as where to live, or if you should have children, those are HUGE decisions that you cannot HOPE for someone to change. They either want it or they don't. You cannot wait for years, hoping they would change their minds. The best part? You hoping they would change, without telling them about your hopes. You're just wasting time. That was also another hard lesson on my end, that ate away many years of my youth. 

Of course there's also the crush. Crushing on someone for say, 2 years and then hoping they would take initiative to ask you out, but they don't. You spend 2 years trying to give signs, trying to talk about your feelings to them, spending all your effort to get their attention, only for them to tell you that they prefer a certain type of girl (or guy) and then try to change you, to be one of them. That's not love. 

Then there are the ones who are just there to get your money, or try to get into your pants and then run for the hills. Then tell their family or friends that this chick (or guy) is crazy. Spread these false rumours to make them look like the bigger person, while making you feel like the smaller person. In that moment, yeah losing money really sucks. But also remember, you have an entire lifetime to make the money back. In the grand scheme of things, this one experience is a small dot on your lifeline. It's not worth the hassle, nor the mental health to try and fight to prove a point. You just have to pick yourself up and move on, and be the bigger person. 

I was also too nice, didn't really speak up and this was my biggest downfall. If I didn't speak up and just went with the flow (even if I didn't agree with it), things would get worse later on when I'm told why I didn't speak up before. This was another big lesson learned.

This all sounds horrible, but I'm sure many of you can relate to at least one of the above. If we didn't have these experiences, there wouldn't really be much purpose in life. It's all a matter of how you use your experiences to shape who you are, and who you can become (if you want). You are probably thinking that after all my negative experiences, I wouldn't want to find love anymore. I mean, you're partially right. In my previous posts from 2022/23, I pretty much gave up after that online experience and decided to focus on myself. I did not go the route of jumping into dating again or getting engaged/married to people who I barely knew (unlike a certain person or two in the past who went this route and well, can't say it went well for either of them).

I focused on my career, on my family and friends, discovered new hobbies and just did my best to focus on God, on His blessings (whether they be positive or negative experiences), and was just thankful I was still living. 

Without going into great detail, this is when 2023 changed me for the better. 

I have known the love of my life for about 6 years at this point. But during those 6 years, we never really talked. Just the normal 'good morning, how are you' type of basic conversations. Quiet but respectful of each other. Our conversations gradually picked up, from random check in messages, to full conversations.

It was during my birthday in 2023 that he bought me a gift (2 porcelain cats! yay!) with Chinese writings that was about health, and about love. It didn't really hit me at that point that maybe, he was trying to tell me something (and he actually was). But because I have a turbo 4 brain, it remained spooling for a long time. 

The birthday gift that set off our journey (2023)

Fast forward to May 2023 and this is where things really took off. We had been texting almost daily at this point, and had random phone calls here and there. Although we remained friends all these years, this time it felt like I had known him forever (yes yes, you probably heard this before too). The more we hung out, the more I realized he was what I was looking for all this time. He was in front of me all these years, yet I never saw it with my Asian eyes. This is when you cue the lyrics to Taylor Swift: "dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for, has been here the whole time."

I didn't want my heart to be fooled again by my decisions but this time around, it felt different. In the past, I felt butterflies, all giddy and excited. This time, I didn't get butterflies or giddy. I felt....safe. Peaceful. It felt like home. I've never had this feeling with anyone (no joke). What made me feel safe? As friends, he went out of the way to make sure I was safe. He made sure to walk on the side of traffic to ensure I was safe. If he saw me freezing in a room, he'd go out of his way to get his jacket and kept me warm. If I was about to walk into a wall, he would pull me away. In the grand scheme of things, these may seem like small stuff; you don't need the grand impressions but it's all the little things that matter. To me, he made me feel safe from the very beginning. And I believe this was what I had missed out all these years. Feeling peaceful is another positive sign. Previously, it was like walking on eggshells. When you can't express your thoughts or feelings to the person who supposedly loves and cares about you without getting judged, or it becoming a precursor to another huge argument, that's a red flag. But now? It's the complete opposite - I feel much more at peace, because I can express my thoughts without feeling stupid. 

As our relationship progressed, we learned a lot about each other. We had these perceptions, but instead of tearing each other down, we would encourage and lift each other up. We also learned each others' habits (both good and bad). He became my biggest supporter. My number one fan. My confident. 

One important factor I noticed was that I could act myself in front of him - be silly and weird and not get nagged for acting such a way. Instead, my weirdness was embraced with love. Of course I wouldn't act disrespectful with him in front of guests and what not. But with him, or with our closest friends, I could still act like a goof ball and he would laugh about it, and still love me. Unlike in the past if I did act like a dork or a weirdo, I would get scolded for it and to grow up. Now THAT'S not love. It goes both ways: if a guy started acting like a weirdo, and a girl scolded him and told him to grow up, this would shut the guy down completely. There's really no coming back after that, because the safety shield took so long to finally come down, but those words are hurtful - the shield would go right back up. 

Many of our beliefs and life goals lined up well. Our choice of living also lined up well (none of the 'let's move to Milton or Niagara and I'll drive you to work in Toronto' nonsense). We actually have the same goal of city living. There's no emotional blackmailing. No guilt tripping. None of that. Instead, we worked through everything together. There is no I, but we. 

I joked that all I ever wanted was a nice, tall guy (ok, taller than me at least), who believes in God and could cook. Actually no joke, this was my basic requirement. I remember praying to God how hard is it to find someone with those traits?? Apparently it was very difficult considering it took 2 decades to find him. Not only is he way taller than me and believes in God but when I found out he could cook, I almost cried. It felt like I won the lottery. Now I don't have to starve to death. But seriously, this was what I prayed for all these years.

All relationships will have its ups and downs, and I'm not saying ours is perfect. It's all about how you handle your deck of cards. It's about mutual respect of one another. It's also about supporting one another through the good and bad. When you get that golden card, you will do whatever it takes to not lose it. 

Someone said it's just the honeymoon phase and this lovey dovey phase will pass eventually. It's been almost 3 years of honeymoon phase, and we intend to keep it that way. After a long day of work, the only voice I want to hear is his, and vice versa. I perk up when I see him or hear his voice on the phone. That's what it should be about. It's all about the mindset. One thing's for sure though, now I understand when people say 'when you know, you know." It's a feeling that's tough to describe unless you go through it yourself. You should feel at ease, and safe. I think safe is the key word, not butterflies. Butterflies are actually associated with anxiety, not love. 

To anyone who is still longing for your true love, don't give up. They are out there, and there are still good people out there with a great heart, and have much love to give. There is a Travis for every Taylor out there.

Alex Pretti

Over the weeks as I read more and more news about USA, one state kept popping up and that was Minnesota. 

From the Somali day cares, to the shooting of Renee Good and now Alex Pretti, it's no wonder USA is a complete mess right now. 

As a tax payer, I would be absolutely furious if I found out a bunch of Somali run day care centres were all funded by the government, but having no kids in any of their facilities. Where did all the money go? Nick Shirley, a Youtube content creator did his research to try and find this out. No one from any of the facilities were able to answer why they didn't have kids in these day cares. This exploded overnight and was shared thousands of times over, until Trump ordered no further funding for day cares in Minnesota. Now of course this would affect all the legit run day cares too, and they are the ones that suffer the most. But the bigger question is, where did all the money go? If it's not to maintain the day cares, where did it really go? 

If it is true that a lot of these illegal day care centres are being run by illegal immigrants, then I understand why they want a mass deportation because in Trump's eyes, the "illegal aliens" are just costing more havoc on the nation. Clear the illegals, clear the problem. 

With the ICE that is happening across the nation, and trying to find illegal immigrants to kick out of the country, ok fine, I get that. However, the way that it is currently being run, there must be a better way than asking random people at work or on the street for their citizenship. 

The latest shooting of a US citizen, Alex Pretti, is one that has now exploded all over the news. Videos online show a woman protesting against ICE, who is then knocked down by the agents. Alex, who was video recording on a device, sprung into action to help the woman up. Alex gets pepper sprayed by the ICE and then knocked down, where there seems to be a scuffle going on, and then he is shot multiple times. He was executed in front of everyone.

Alex was not just another US citizen gunned down by ICE. He was an ICU RN, working at the Minnesota hospital's veteran unit. As a nurse, he had promised to serve and advocate for those who are not able to fend or speak for themselves. 

From another viewpoint of videos, it is shown he was trying to help the woman up. During that, he asked the woman if she was ok, while holding up a video camera device, and the other hand being free and held up high for ICE to see he was not holding a weapon. He did have a hand held gun on his waist, which was legally registered to him, but it was never pulled out against the ICE. It wasn't until he got knocked over that an ICE agent saw the weapon, and felt he was in danger, so he took the gun from him, and then opened fire while Alex was still on the ground defenceless. 

To call Alex a terrorist and a threat, when he was shot in the back multiple times, that's a huge lie to all the US citizens, and those who are watching world wide. 

As a nurse, I am saddened to see one of our own be executed. He didn't just die, or pass away peacefully. No, he was murdered. Executed. By the government. All because he tried to help a woman who got knocked down by the agents.

1 in 4 nurses already experience some type of violence in the work place. And now they can't even advocate for those outside of the hospital because they might get executed for helping and protecting others who are injured. 

The American Nurses' Association has already posted on IG about his death, but that's the thing. ANA needs to call out ICE as well for their actions. That this was a murder, and this will not be condoned and will be fully investigated. Those who are responsible for his death will be brought to justice. ANA needs to stand up for the nurses, not just acknowledge his death and give 'thoughts and prayers' to his family.

Lastly, don't f*ck with nurses. Nurses are the backbone to the entire health care system. You mess with one (or execute one), now you get to deal with millions of us.

Change needs to happen, and it needs to happen now. 

Corneille 85mm Review

Greetings to another shopping review!

This is long overdue but back in spring 2023, I was browsing one of Holt Renfrew's personal shopper's IG page when I saw a lot of items for sale. I guess you can say...they were spring cleaning.

As per usual, there were lots of designer items listed for sale with limited sizes available. As I'm browsing, I really didn't think too much about finding anything. But then, HA! I saw that Christian Louboutin shoes were on sale!

I quickly browse through the entire sale catalogue and found a pair that I had tried a couple years prior: the Corneille in 85mm. And it had my size!

If you recall my review on the Pigalle, I had tried on the Corneille at that time but felt the heel stem was too thin for my liking. The Pigalle came with a thicker heel stem, which made balancing that much better. Considering I was not a heel wearer at that time, the Corneille was not a good fit for me. I had to walk in a thicker stem first before I felt confident enough to tackle something like the Corneille. 

Now that I had tried and tested the Pigalle, I figured I would be ready for the Corneille. So I bought a pair in the beige and patent leather. 

The great thing about the Corneille is the wider toe box in the front. This is good if you have wide feet. However, there is no support for the bottom of the feet; it is almost impossible to put in a cushion. So if you plan to walk or stand for long hours in these, they will still hurt. 

Just like my previous pairs, I had Mike from All in Detailings help to PPF the red bottoms from immediate wear and tear. However, I forgot to remove the sticker from the red bottoms so that got PPF'ed and still remains to this day. Oops.

Since buying the Corneille, I have worn it to a few events, such as weddings and parties. It does feel a bit more comfortable than the Pigalle, as the wider toe box does help. But due to the lack of cushion, my feet were screaming in pain after about a couple of hours of standing/walking and sitting. I survived the walk from the parking lot to the convention centre, and survived through the ceremony, and the walk to the reception hall. It was about halfway into the dinner that I had to change out to flats to give my feet a rest. I guess that's not too bad. 

The Corneille was discontinued sometime in summer 2023 so they are no longer available in boutiques but you may find some used pairs on consignment shops such as Poshmark. 

Here are some pictures I had taken prior to using them outside. These were already PPF'ed.

The Corneille in 85mm height.

Front view of the Corneille.

You can see the thin heel stem. If you are a beginner, definitely don't recommend these.

The infamous red bottoms (and the sticker that I forgot to remove prior to the PPF).

Overall, it's a great neutral heel to have in your collection. I recommend for those who aren't frequent heel experts, to not buy these as first heels but rather later on once you have mastered walking in thicker heels. The wider toe box is great and I love the diagonal cut to expose the cleavage of the toes, but I wish it had more cushion like the Miss Z. 

It also blends in well with light coloured outfits. Since I am quite light/fair skinned, the beige extenuates my legs, and that's the beauty of these light coloured heels. I definitely don't regret adding these to my personal collection!

Details:

Company: Christian Louboutin

Name: Corneille

Height: 85mm

Material: patent leather

Price: I believe I picked these up for about $500ish, they were normally selling for 800ish Canadian. 

Availability: discontinued.

Post Code Blue

You may or may not have heard of the term "code blue" in a hospital setting. If you know, you know. If you don't, I will quickly summarize and also discuss the impact it could have on those involved in a code. 

Different code colours are used to call overhead in a hospital setting, and one of them is code blue. Code blue is called when someone is in respiratory distress or experiencing a cardiac arrest (in simple terms, the heart stops). It's the most common code that gets paged overhead in hospitals. Code blue is called for any adults over the age of 18. For those under the age of 18 (or pediatrics), they would call a Code pink. Whenever I hear a Code pink get called in a delivery room, it's always sad and nerve wrecking. 

Although code blues are called quite frequently, I personally believe what doesn't get discussed is the mental and physical toll it takes on the medical staff to run the code. It's almost like it's a basic requirement of anyone going into the medical field to expect a code blue to happen at anytime, to put on your big pants and just deal with it. Once it's over, you go back to what you were doing before and just carry on with your day. 

What does a Code blue entail? 

When the code is called overhead, there's a team of dedicated doctors/intensivists, nurses, respirologists/RTs, and security (to name a few) that will come running to the area of the emergency. As an example, someone stops breathing in the operation room so a code is called. The surgeon and OR nurses are the primary care team, where they will initiate CPR and clear the path for the code team. It is crucial that the primary team record everything that is done during this time, along with a team that rotates between giving CPR to the patient as this will be important to pass on information to the code team when they arrive. 

For those who have never done CPR on a real person, it is exhausting. No matter how many plastic dummies you have to practice on during a course, the CPR on a real person takes a huge toll. If you think pressing down on a plastic dummy is tough, you will be surprised how tough it is on a real person, especially when they are of all sizes. To give good CPR, you will need to crack a few ribs. If you don't crack ribs, that means you aren't giving good enough CPR. Now, imagine doing CPR for 30-45 minutes non stop. You don't even need to go to the gym for the rest of the year. 

When a code blue happens, none of us know how long it will take to bring a person back to life. It could take a few seconds. It could take 45 minutes. Sometimes an hour if not more. Every chest compression is crucial for blood circulation. The only time we stop is to check for a pulse. If no pulse, we continue with CPR. The Code team specializes in IV insertion, intubation, pushing all the necessary medications into the patient to bring them back. CPR is just the basic, yet the most crucial. 

You cannot have one person doing CPR during this time. It takes an entire team to do it. You take turns every 2 minutes to rotate otherwise if the same person keeps doing chest compressions, not only will they exhaust themselves but the quality and depth of the compressions will not be good and this would decrease the chance of the patient getting enough circulation throughout the body, resulting in decrease chance of survival.

The chest compressions, the running around to grab supplies or document...these are all the physical toll it takes on the body. The mental toll? That's a whole different ball park. 

Some say that doctors and nurses aren't too compassionate when it comes to codes. Because after a code, we all walk away and continue doing our jobs. I wouldn't consider myself a true veteran (I mean, it's getting towards 2 decades of hospital work), but I remember almost every code I've attended and the result of each code. I remember the patients who I've worked on, and the sadness and anger when the patients don't survive a code.

I remember coding patients who were not only older than me, but also much younger than me. I remember coding adults who had young kids, kids that would never get to see their parents again after a clinic visit. I remember the sadness from families who had to witness a code happening on their loved ones. This is also why we ask families to step aside into the waiting room, because a code isn't just a code. It's chaos. It's not something we want them to see because CPR is aggressive. Some doctors allow the families to witness the code, because sometimes the families are so adamant that they want everything done for their loved ones, even if it means CPR, intubation, and ICU care but without knowing what it all entails. When they realize how aggressive CPR is, and how much it takes the code team to revive someone, they take a step back. 

You might wonder what this mental toll is all about. To put it simply, us doctors and nurses and RTs, we can spend an hour to revive someone. When the patient doesn't survive, the code team leaves, leaving the primary team to deal with the aftermath. This would include calling the family to inform them, and cleaning up the patient before family members arrive to view the body. We give our last respects before walking out of that room, and we go straight into another room, where a patient had been asking for a cup of water for the past 30 minutes, or someone who had soiled themselves in the past hour and is now crying because they're uncomfortable. We put on a half smile, apologize for the delay, and help them. 

We carry on the rest of our shift, do our documentations, and probably forget to take a break. Then we go home.

There is never any time to discuss what happened, or how we felt after the code. It's almost expected that we deal with it ourselves. 

Recently I returned to work, and of course I had to catch up on a lot of things that have happened in the past 2+ months. At the end of my shift one day, a patient coded. I could have left and never looked back, but a team is a team. I stayed even though I am physically not able to do chest compressions. But I did whatever I could otherwise to help the team and the patient. I may not have dealt with the physical toll this time, but the mental toll didn't hit me until I went home. During the code, you always need someone to delegate roles. I don't remember all details, but I just remember reporting the case to the EMT, the firefighters, the charge nurse in hospital, the educator, and lastly the family. In that moment, I could not say I was off for 2 months and had no idea what was going on, but I had to take control of the situation and gather information as the code happened. Convey the history and the situation to all involved. At the end of the code, I was able to finally go home. The moment I came home, that's when the adrenaline stopped and I could feel every muscle in my body ache, my head was pounding, and I was damn hungry.

The entire medical team...we are all humans. Patients and families have high expectations that we deliver the best care possible, and obviously we strive to give the best care possible. But we are also human. We have feelings. We deal with the pain, the sadness that each unsuccessful code entails. The only difference is we don't talk about it. And I believe this is what needs to change in our current system.

If you don't want staff to keep burning out, the hospital management and corporations should make it mandatory for staff involved in code blue situations to have follow ups with a psychologist, or at least have a post code discussion with the team to review what went well, and what could've been improved. I know it might be difficult to get a psychologist in, but the group discussion should at least be the bare minimum. Not only will this initiate discussion, but it can also improve the way care is provided for patients. 

This is also why I am here to discuss code blues, because this is also my avenue of freedom typing (but of course not going in depth with every case). For decades, I believe we are all forced to suppress our feelings and just deal with it. But I think it's just as important to talk about it with someone, whether it be a colleague involved with the case or speaking to a psychologist for severe cases. I also think it's important to give feedback and encouragement to those directly involved in the code, because sometimes all we need to hear is a "hey, you did great today. Those were some damn good compressions" or something like "that was a great call with the AED and how fast you got it here." 

To the Code Blue team, you guys are amazing and we are thankful to have you here. To the primary care team, you guys are kickass because you deal with the brunt of it all. Please don't be afraid to speak up, especially if it's affecting your mental health. 

Random Thoughts Galore

Welcome to another blog entry of random thoughts! 

I'll start off with how I'm doing post surgery. It's been 2.5 months since the back surgery. I'm slowly going back to desk work, but my nursing duty itself is still off limits. So far it's been going alright. I'm so thankful that I can sit on a chair again without having to kneel on it. Those who remembered seeing me last year at my worst were so surprised to see me sit on a chair properly for the first time in a long time. The sciatic pain is pretty much all gone. The numbness that I had experienced initially is also slowly going away. I still deal with random back aches, especially if I laid down improperly or walked for too long. I'm currently able to walk for about an hour and 15 minutes before I start feeling very achy in the back, and would have to sit down and rest before attempting to walk again. My sitting is limited to 30 minutes at a time, and I'm still encouraged to get up and take frequent breaks. I am still doing physio sessions to keep strengthening my back muscles, and I'm taking advantage of it as I was not able to do these stretches before. All in all, it was much needed and I'm super thankful that the surgery was done. 

Which brings me to the next topic. I recently received a call (finally!) from the hospital where my family doctor had sent an EMG requisition back in mid July 2025, and tells me I have an appointment coming up. Remember that one?! Yeah it took 6 months to finally book an EMG test. A TEST. It's not even a consult with a neurologist. In that same 6 months duration, a referral to the surgeon was done, consult was done, and the surgery was done in half that time. It's crazy how long people have to wait to get a test done, something as simple as an EMG. This isn't even a MRI or CT scan. Absolute bonkers this country has become...more like this province. Anyways I called the office back to tell them I didn't need the test anymore, and they could give it to someone else. 

Given all of the above, I'm also quite sad that I have to take a break from wearing high heels and boots indefinitely. I wasn't given the all clearance yet of when I could wear high heels, but after doing some research, it seems like wearing high heels would not be recommended as this could alter the spine and tilt the pelvis a bit too much, which can result in misalignment and re-herniation if I'm not careful. Obviously I will stay away from high heels this year, as internally it could take about a year to heal. In the long run, I don't know how it will look, but definitely cannot walk in high heels for long period of time anymore. I guess those days are gone. For now, I can only just admire my heels while they sit in the closet.

One thing I'm super thankful for is that the surgeon cleared me to still be able to drive sports cars. But as long as I am not getting in and out of it frequently in one day. I'm not sure what this would mean in terms of the driving season this year, but if it involves frequent stops or long drives, then I would have to take a break from that too. I guess this year is the year of healing.

I also realized that in 2025, I was off for about a total of 3 months from work, because of this bad herniation. I only worked 9 months in total (maybe less due to other vacation time off). So basically, I had a total of 4 months off in 2025. This is the closest that I'll get to having maternity leave, without a child. I definitely take it as a blessing to give time for the body to heal. 

Also, what is up with people creating so many IG accounts (and I mean it's the same car accounts or whatever)? It gets super annoying, considering they are posting pretty much the same thing. I knew of someone who would always keep creating new accounts and it got super annoying I had to block them all because I was sick and tired of seeing the same thing being posted, all because he wanted likes. Wanted to be famous. Attention seeking whore. 

Speaking of whore, now it brings me to the topic of dressing up. In this day and age, women have come a long way of equal rights blah blah the usual. Some might find this topic sensitive, but this is why I just air out what is in my head. When it comes to clothing and dressing in public, there's a good amount of ladies who have the opinion of "it's my body, so I can wear whatever I want in public" and then wear skin tight clothes or dresses, exposing their cleavages or belly buttons. If you're single, the more power to you! But what happens if you're in a relationship? 

In my opinion, I believe there still needs to be some respect, not just self respect but also respect towards your partner. Why must you wear a tight dress with boobs hanging out when having dinner with your partner in public? Or shopping with your partner? Is it a self confidence boost? Or is it to show other men (or women) that you're the bomb? You already have a partner; why are you trying to get attention to yourself from other men? 

I guess it's different if you both have an agreement that, yeah you can wear skin tight revealing clothing with me because I don't mind. You got the confidence, go for it. But I could never do it, especially now that I have a partner. Personally I don't want the extra attention from other guys when out at the mall or at a nice restaurant. I believe that the attention should only be towards my partner, and no one else. 

Olivia Chow? Needs to go. This woman has ruined Toronto even more than before. 

Housing prices? Need to come down. 

Life is pretty much a gamble. Buying groceries, toys, clothes, houses, cars...it's all a gamble like the stock market. One day it's listed at whatever price, but the next time it's another price. If you're lucky, you would've gotten it at a cheaper price which is a huge win. It's kind of scary and sad that we live in a world of gamble.

House centipedes. I know they're good to have in the house, to help kill other insects and spider eggs. But damn, they are scary. One time I was in the bathroom in the middle of the night. You know how it is..vision is crap, you're still disoriented from waking up, fun times. I just remember having to use the bathroom at 5am, turned on the lights, went and sat down to do my business. For some reason, I decided to look up towards the ceiling and what do I see? A house centipede. Just chilling there as I do my business. I hate anything with more than 4 legs, so I did my business rather quickly and watched it crawl from one side of the ceiling to the other side. It was now just above the door. Thankfully I had it closed so it wouldn't be crawling away. But I swear, I blinked once and it was gone. Like what?! There's just no way. I kept looking around the bathroom and somehow it had made it's way from the ceiling above the door, to the floor of the toilet, which was about 2 feet away from me. HOW?!!? My instinct was to try and step on it. But due to the angle, I missed. I then had to find it again, which was behind the toilet this time, and try again. I managed to get some legs, but I mean this thing has A LOT of legs. So losing 6 legs was nothing. Finally it decided to chill on the wall behind the toilet. I made my best Bruce Lee pose with my leg, and then slammed it with my slipper. This time it was truly dead.

Toronto drivers...oh man, it has gotten worse. I've never seen so many horrible driving. Post surgery I was not allowed to drive for a while which I was so thankful. But during that time, I was still very nervous about returning back to driving, given my limited amount of twisting I'm allowed to do with my body. It's better now but I still drive with caution. However, it's the other drivers that I'm scared of now. Any car accident that I encounter will be very bad for recovery. The last thing I want is another re-herniation or a new herniation, which will further damage my back. Thankfully the work commute is not too far. And on non work days, hubby is my main driver so I get to be the passenger princess. The rest of the time if I'm left to drive on my own, that's when it's nerve wrecking. I just cannot take any risks at this time.

iPhone 17. Yeah it's time for an upgrade. I'm still on the old XR which is slowly dying on me, but it's still loyal and does what it needs to do. I just cannot bring myself to upgrade because of weird reasons. 1) I cannot use my old iPhone wired earphones as the charging port is different and I hate using bluetooth headphones, 2) I'd have to buy a longer charging cable because the one Apple supplies is too short, 3) I'm always afraid of losing pictures during transfer from the old phone to the new one. Yeah, really weird reasons but it's the comfort of having the old ways. I will still stay with Apple, only because they're the only company that hasn't actually died on me when using the phones. I remember the years when I bought Sony Ericsson phones (what I loved about them was I could always insert a memory card if I wanted bigger storage), Samsung and then a Motorola smart phone. Samsung died on me within 6 months. Motorola was just slow as heck. Everything lagged, and it was a new phone too! I just never got used to the android interface but Apple has never failed me to the point that it died or stopped working. Eventually I'll get onto the new iPhone....eventually.

Alright, it's time to do some physio then hit the bed. Good night world!

Lego - Titanic

Hello all! Hope you are all having a wonderful start to the year so far. I am beginning 2026 with a post about my holy grail of a Lego set: the Titanic.

For those of you who know me, I have always read and learned about the tragic case of Titanic since the movie came out decades ago. My dad had always wanted to build a Titanic model but it never happened. He had bought me a plastic model by Revell many years ago but unfortunately I didn't do a great job with putting it together (nor did I have paint available), and M ended up knocking it off the fireplace so it broke apart (no pun intended). 

For years, I waited to see if anything would come out but I didn't find anything significant. That is, until November 2021 rolled around. 

In October 2021, Lego had teased us all on Instagram on the future release of the Titanic set. This was no ordinary Lego build. This was meant for the hardcore builders and fans. At 9090 pieces, it was (and still is) one of the largest Lego builds to date. When it was officially released in November, it sold out pretty quickly and was on backorder for a while. 

At that time, I really wanted it, but the problem was...I had no where to put it. It's just over 53 inches in length, which makes it longer than most of my tables at home. So for that time, I would only daydream about it. The price in 2021 was $799.99 Canadian. INSANE!

Now, fast forward to summer 2025. The price of Lego Titanic had gone up another $50. Thank you inflation and thank you Liberals.

At this point, I wasn't getting any younger. I might as well try to exercise my brain and fingers, along with my back.

The Lego Titanic was ordered. Hubby and I went to the Lego store to pick it up. This was when we saw the sales associate carry this MASSIVE box from the back, and take a quick break before hitting the cashier counter. Some stores offered a cart to wheel packages considering some are huge boxes. But hubby is so strong, he managed to carry it on his own (thank you hubby!). 

The gigantic boxes! Featuring the Concorde set in the background.

Man, oh man. Giant is an understatement. I could sit on the boxes and it would not break. Now, considering the build is already done, I will share with you some of the progress and pictures that I took during each phase. The Titanic comes with 3 boxes, divided into 3 sections of the ship (the bow, middle section, and stern). Each section came with its own instruction manual. Based on the manuals, the stern is the hardest section to build. Obviously you can choose which section to build first as you don't NEED to start at the bow first. 

I suggest to not rush this build because there are so many pieces. I'm no expert builder, but there were a few times when I missed a piece or put it the wrong way and I had to try again. Nonetheless I never lost patience and just took my time. Total time it took to build the entire Titanic was about 2.5 weeks, and I spent about 2 hours (maybe 3) per day. 

I started with Box 1, which was the bow section. I think the most challenging part of this build was getting the outer walls put together. If you snap too hard, the entire thing collapses. Considering it's the bow section, the Legos are aligned on an angle which makes it challenging. The coolest part about this section was the internal aspect, where you get to see the boilers and first/second/third class rooms aligned on top of another. 

First look at the bow section.

Captain's quarters and the first funnel, along with the bow. 

Bow section done. Box 1 done.

Transverse section showing the pool, boilers, and the bedrooms of each class. This is now the second box.

The second box focuses on the second and third funnel section. This part was a bit repetitive but nonetheless still good. The external portion of the ship was quite repetitive, along with the windows. I enjoyed the funnel's locking mechanism (although it took a bit of skill to line up the portion), but I also enjoyed putting the windows together (as lame as it sounds). I just thought it was pretty cool to see small pieces stacked up together, and then using the side portions as the window.

This was the base foundation for box 2.

That clean look!

Slowly coming together!

Now we work on the third funnel section. This is close to the second section that was previously done. 

This is pretty much the base of most of the sections! It goes from this....

To this!

..to this! And now we combine the second and third funnel to make the mid section complete.

The 2 sections are put together so cleverly it's tough to even explain on paper. But it is brilliant.

This completes box 1 and 2. Now moving onto the last box and the stern section...

As the manual says, the stern section is probably the most challenging of the 3 sections. For someone who doesn't build much Lego (me), I found it to be ok. That's only because I wasn't rushing myself to have it all done at a specific time. I think the hardest part was getting the tube snapped down properly around the curve of the stern (the fence part you can say) because I couldn't align it 100% the way I wanted. Eventually I did though, after doing it about 2 times. The propellers felt quite delicate, like something was going to snap when I tried to turn it internally (thankfully it did not). 

The last section begins with the final 4th funnel section, and this is where the working piston engines are located. This part may also seem a bit repetitive, with some variations internally.

Now we work towards the stern and final portion of the ship. This is the base.

This part you can turn the propeller to make sure you have all the parts required. It felt pretty flimsy but like Lego product, it did not break.

Oh yes!! Starting to take shape and form!

This is looking great!

Now I didn't get a chance to take pictures before combining it all (I ended up with videos), but the final 'lock in' was just surreal. After almost what felt like an eternity of building the ship, she is finally done. All 3 boxes! Final product:

The RMS Titanic.

RMS Titanic with the Concorde. My 2 holy grails of Lego. 

RMS Titanic with Concorde's infamous nose droop. 

This build was definitely challenging given there were so many pieces. But I am thankful I was not missing any pieces. There were a couple of times I thought I was missing pieces but it just turns out I needed to open my tiny Asian eyes more to find them. Lego was very gracious in including many spare tiny parts.

The most creative part of the Titanic is having the 3 sections that can be taken apart separately and then put back together. This is great if you are moving the Titanic from one side of the home to another, for example, or moving homes all together. Instead of struggling to carry it down the stairs (not recommended given the length AND weight), you can split it into 3 and carry each section separately. You can also display the Titanic with all 3 sections opened. There's so much variety. 

For Titanic fans, this is a must in your collection. If you have no space to display, don't worry. You will figure it out (like I did). There is no date yet for Titanic's retirement so get them while they are still available. As I said, I'm not an avid Lego builder nor do I have much Lego displayed (City airplane, Concorde, and Stitch); I took up this project and still made it through. If I can do it, so can you!

I'm super grateful that I get to have 2 of the most iconic builds in my collection. I can't help stare at it all day. Thank you for checking out my build.

P.S for those looking on a post about my Concorde build, it was built in September 2023 and unfortunately I don't have all the pictures in my phone, but I definitely have them saved in my Instagram stories for viewing. I can always take more pictures of Concorde for my future post for those who are interested.

Lego RMS Titanic Product Info:

Product Set #: 10294

Number of pieces: 9090

Price (in Canadian): $849.99

Age: 18+

Length: 53 inches (135cm)

Height: 17.5 inches (44cm)

Width: 7 inches (17.78cm)

Scale: 1:200

Design: comes in 3 sections and is divided up to make it easier to transport

Happy 2026!

Wow, time really flies!

Happy New Year!! Welcome 2026! This would mean another year of this blog (HA!). Thanks to all who have stuck around to reading all these years. Greatly appreciate you all. 

What does this mean for me in 2026?

Well, I mean I really hope to get back to work again. People might think it's awesome to stay at home and do nothing and still get paid. But it is quite...boring. Of course I do my physio stretches to strengthen myself. I am blessed to have all this time off but if I don't take advantage of it to get better, then it would be a complete waste. 

This will also be the year that Taylor Swift might get married (??)! So many rumours but I guess time will tell. I wouldn't call myself a Swiftie but I can definitely say I admire her workmanship, her talent, the care she gives to her staff. If you have watched her documentary on Disney+, it's a must watch. For those looking into entrepreneurship, she is one leader to learn from. If hospitals or other big companies can also find a leader like her, there would be many more happy people on this planet. Honestly, I'm so happy for her that she found her love, after so many heart breaks. 

This year will also be 3 years anniversary for my hubby and I! Crazy how time goes by so fast. It felt like yesterday that we just started dating. So yay to early celebration!

And I totally forgot to write another post about how this love started. But I'll save that for another time :) 

2026 is also one year closer to retirement. I really can't wait for that. But considering I've been home for the past 2 months just doing exercise and recovering, I would probably have a very boring retirement. No wonder people work until way past retirement. But...I definitely would want to spend time with hubby and also cruise around in our cars.

It's hard to plan for 2026 only because it will really depend how this recovery goes. As much as I would love to do long car cruises, I don't know if that could happen this year. Even though I was cleared to drive sports cars (thank you doc!), that was only based on a daily work schedule, not a car cruise schedule. Considering I may have to get in and out of a low car more than twice in one day, that could be a problem. Perhaps I'll have to take a break on that this year and just focus on the easy things. 

Anyways, I will have to see how 2026 treats me. All I know is, I am super blessed to be given this opportunity to continue living pain free. It is honestly a true miracle. 

Stay blessed all. <3