Well "counting up" to my last blog entry about my whole nostalgia thing, there are a couple of things I need to say about it. First of all, i just found out yesterday that the forum site (which I'd call it by its short form name, "vT") I've been going to for the past 5 years...'died'...the server/provider had a bunch of problems and finally it's gone now...It seems so coincidental that I joined that forum site right when I turned 13 and it died...now right after my **th birthday (thou shall not speak of the evil number lol). Now this upsets me because I've had a lot of history with that forum and I felt like it was, what I call, "a witness of my life" (or teenage life for that matter). During my days of absolute hell in Mainland China for two years, I relyed on three things that kept me alive, my diary (not this one, the offline one I keep), prayers with God (though it was also during this time that I had my spiritual crisis and lost my faith for a short period of time in the middle), and the Internet - in particularly that forum site, vT. I felt like it was my window to the world back then, and I even made lots of "e-friends" which I became very close with (remember my post on "Confessions of an Internet Citizen"?...yeah, there was more to it...my life online also consists of friends I have on there that are so close that we mail each other things, talk on the phone, and go on webcam, etc., yeah) through that place, and now it's gone. You might be thinking, "oookaaay...big deal, weirdo", but everyone has their weird little quirks and this is me. All I can say is that it's like the feeling of having a really close friend for the past 5 years that you have had a lot of fun with and had helped you get through the worst of days and suddenly it 'died' or went away and not coming back...Although as of yesterday, I'm still not greatly affected by it because lately i've received a new phone for my birthday/Christmas present from my parents and the spirit of Christmas is still upon me, and I'm still feeling cheerful at the moment. But I think sooner or later, it will hit me like how for some people, like my Grade 5 teacher described it when he talked about how he reacted when his mom died, there weren't much reaction when the news first came, but then one day when they started thinking, "hmm, it's been a while since I've visited so-and-so, i better...oh wait...", and that's when it hits them...

Moving on, oh, that part I said I got a new phone. Yeah, the phone that I was originally using broke down for some odd reason and I sent it back to HK (where I bought it...random NOTE: Asia and Europe have the best phones in the world...and sadly, North American phones suck!), hoping it can be fixed. But it couldn't be fixed so my parents said that I pick out a new phone and they can send it over as a birthday and Christmas combined-present. I originally picked out the new Noka N85 (awesome phone!) but my mom got me the N95 - 8GB verison instead, thinking that it's better since the model number's higher and the phone itself is better. I understand her logic, except the model itself has been around for half a year now. But nonetheless, it doesn't matter and I still LOVE it all the same since the functions are similiar and I did wanted it before the new ones came out, so I'm very happy about the new phone even though i don't have a lot of people to call really. But anyways, presenting my 4th phone, the Nokia N95 - 8GB verison:

And continuing with that whole nostalgia thing, after posting up the pic I took for the last entry, i've been wanting to do a picture timeline of the places I've been for a while now, now that I've got most of all the pictures I've took since I got back here (you have already seen them already). So here goes:

Born here on 2:06 PM (EST), Sunday, December 2, 1990:
 

Up till I was 3-4 years old, i moved between my parents' (both me and my biological father) apartment and my father's family house, and then after they were divorced, me and my mom rented a place before we finally settled down...here

which was where I stayed from ages 4-8, with my grandma mostly around while my mom had to work nearly all the time, and during that time, from kindergarten till middle of Grade 3, I studied here:

Mom remarried to my stepdad and then we moved to his place, which was in the western suburbs of Toronto - Mississauga and lived there for about 2 years from 8-9, where I also studied from the middle of Grade 3 till after I finished Grade 4

after my siblings (half, but I don't care if they're half-related or full-related or whatever, i still love them) were born, we needed to move to a bigger place, so we bought a house waaay up north in the edge of the northern suburbs, in a community called Nobleton:

sadly, while I was up in Nobleton that day, I couldn't manage to take a pic of the school I studied while I was there - Nobleton Senior Public School

then went to mainland China because of some business problems from my parents and was there for 2.5 years...hated China so damn much that I didn't take any pics (then again, i didn't have a camera then...even if i did, there was really nothing that was worth taking pictures of)

then settled in Hong Kong for 3.5 years after things in China didn't work out at all
i didn't take any pics of where we lived in HK (since the apartments in HK ain't that pretty lookin), but there are pics of what my room was like (the outside of homes in HK might not be good-lookin but the insides is still a home right?) and a pic of the school I studied in

and now...no pics of my school, only the room I live in

so yeah, even though this was kinda unnecessary, but there we go. a timeline of pictures of the many times I have moved. see...this was what I was talking about in my previous blog entry

and like I said, the spirit of Christmas is cheering me on. afterall, this is the first Christmas I get to spend back here in Canada. with the snow, the Christmas spirit, the tree, etc....yeah, I'll get more into that when Christmas comes. until then, let's count down for Christmas. :-) take care, God bless, everyone.