tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47005523399862412692024-02-06T18:08:16.930-08:00Blogging BecauseJenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-19520832605500728262012-08-29T10:35:00.000-07:002012-08-29T10:45:53.470-07:00today I'm grateful for<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: white;">possibility.</span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">I want to travel. I want to fall in love again. I want a Chloe purse. I
want a Diane von Furstenberg wrap dress. I want a lot of material things, but I
also <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">really </i>want to make a
difference. </span><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">From the car seat to the swivel chair, inherently humans meet resistance in pursuit of want. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span lang="EN" style="color: white; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">I could not tell you the number of times I’ve visualized the
bull, me grabbing it by the horns and riding off into the sunset. </span><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="color: white;">The older I am, the more daunting this journey gets. I am not afraid of
wrong turns (hell, I love a good ‘ol bump in the road) but how close the
destination feels. I’ve</span> been able to arrive at this place of contentment solely
because of the people I’ve met en route. Their wisdom has taught me about communication,
<a href="http://igolu.com/about/susanne-conrad/">goal setting</a>, active listening and how to manifest <a href="http://www.strengthsfinder.com/home.aspx">my strengths</a> into strong
leadership. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="color: white;">Today I am excited to be the kind of leader people want to follow. I want
to be consistent. I want to be fun. I want to be accessible. I want to be a
stand for my team and their goals. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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conversations to ignite feelings of self-worth and empower a new community.</span> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">“Be the change you want to see in the world.”
</span></i><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">- Gandhi<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;">Buck up, bulls are impatient.</span></div>
Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-4251102652669186692012-08-28T10:09:00.002-07:002012-08-28T10:11:30.976-07:00where the wild things are<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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balance and promise to do one thing a day that scares us, yogis from far and
wide congregated in Vancouver’s backyard for the first Canadian installment of
<a href="http://whistler.wanderlustfestival.com/">Wanderlust</a>.</div>
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WAN – DER – LUST n. a very strong or irresistible impulse to
travel, do yoga and listen to music. Indeed, the atmosphere in the idyllic
mountain village of Whistler made all these things irresistible. Host to heavy
hitters like Seane Corne, Chris Chavez, <a href="http://www.blissology.com/">Eoin Finn</a>, and music legends like
Michael Franti and Thievery Corporation, Whistler created the space for
different teaching styles and body rocking beats to flow together in harmony. <br />
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The weekend was riddled with powerful metaphors and words of
transformation. One such ah-ha moment occurred during Eoin Finn’s Sunday
Superflow class. Eoin spoke about the ocean and yoga and the symmetry that
exists between them. On the surface, the ocean is fickle and abuzz but when you
sink deeper there is a boundless calm and tranquility awaiting you. He invited
us to peel back the layers and find comfort in discomfort, focus on the breath
and let peace fill us. Piece of cake, right? <o:p></o:p></div>
After a weekend of back bending and heart openings, we
wandering yogis headed back to the city filled with gratitude and some serious #joblove.
Working for lululemon isn’t just an education in black stretchy pants, it’s
an education of the body, mind, and soul.<o:p></o:p><br />
Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-13961892164794800242012-05-15T08:16:00.000-07:002012-05-15T08:24:16.912-07:00the sun will rise again<div style="text-align: center;">
Will I find someone who treated me that well again?</div>
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It's a natural thing to wonder, but remember how unassuming you were when you stumbled upon him? You've got many such run ins to look forward to in your future my girl. </div>
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Maybe, I don't know. </div>
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I think through your relationship you've learned that you're not ready to slow down, and when you are, your guy will find you. How could he not? You're hard to miss. </div>
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They weren't kidding, love hurts. </div>
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It can. Not to sound cliche, but we always learn more about ourselves and what we need through our perceived 'failures.' For what its worth, I admire your courage to end something that was comfortable and familiar. You deserve the tummy flip 24/7. </div>
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So do you. It's out there for us. </div>
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One of my best friends is going through a break up. </div>
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We had this conversation last night and it still speaks to me. </div>
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-69790162055892688682012-05-06T21:07:00.001-07:002012-05-06T21:07:26.903-07:00I hear there's beer at the finish line...<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span class="fbPhotoCaptionText">Today our runners hit the Mississauga course<br /> raring to go, they showed no remorse.<br /> Rocking Cores, Inspires and Excels<br /> they kept hydrated so no muscle would swell.</span></div>
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<span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"> Under the sun their Swiftly’s and Metal Vent Tech's shown bright<br /> Flash and Kayak, they stood up alright!<br /> With signage held high we were decked out in blue<br /> Your Sherway, Square One and Oakville lemons<br /> Trail side, cheering for you.<br /> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF_GE5bXdOW3K_OxgqUbj1Be1OpkGeW8zn0jPPW6_uXCypWbIe2U0Gz-3diGExqW0ZIFQn0Md6Oy5DVlXbpOzI6ielPecYYnGN4hmcFbxpyvsUHItlbt6nQU4bW_8AJQXwqYIgBkvjWHd_/s1600/543258_432068206804299_262648290412959_1710827_1589423370_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF_GE5bXdOW3K_OxgqUbj1Be1OpkGeW8zn0jPPW6_uXCypWbIe2U0Gz-3diGExqW0ZIFQn0Md6Oy5DVlXbpOzI6ielPecYYnGN4hmcFbxpyvsUHItlbt6nQU4bW_8AJQXwqYIgBkvjWHd_/s320/543258_432068206804299_262648290412959_1710827_1589423370_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
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Congratulations to everyone who participated, a truly inspiring day! </div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-54543387120260247862012-03-18T20:59:00.003-07:002012-05-29T06:31:05.270-07:00"couldn't stay away, I coudn't fight it"<div style="text-align: center;">
Fingers dance across ivory keys and break the silence</div>
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words join in quietly and find momentum.</div>
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Truths are revealed and questions are asked</div>
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promises are made and the tempo slows.</div>
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White noise.</div>
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Adele's 'Someone Like You' has been on repeat for the last 30 minutes. The longer I sit here, the more convinced I am that given the opportunity to collaborate, we could not have produced a song more indicative of my present mindset. </div>
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Music is a powerful force, it connects fragmented emotions and pacifies tough conversations with oneself.<br />
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I have always envied those able to dress up an everyday emotion.<br />
Tonight, I just needed someone like you. </div>
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">A collection of letters arranged together. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Instead of understanding them just the way they are, I look in, between and beneath them as they dance around and around my head. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Last night at the first installment of the <a href="http://www.facebook.com/events/129323007183353/">lululemon expansion series</a>, our instructor Linda Malone (<a href="http://iamyoga.ca/">iam yoga</a>), encouraged us to "find comfort in discomfort," breathe deeply and resist the urge to come out of challenging poses. In these instances, where does your mind go? For anyone that knows me well, you can agree, that I struggle with living in the moment. Despite genuine efforts to be present you will hear me reliving a memory, fixating on something I cannot control, or gearing up for the next phase of my life plan. My Mum has urged me time and again to be less rigid. As shoot her a smile of appeasement, my nods are really saying "blah blah blah." </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">...but perhaps she is onto something. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Her sentiments were echoed last night, "find comfort in discomfort." Whether an elaborate yoga pose or the uncertainty that lies within every one of life's funny twists and turns, find your breath - it won't last for forever. </div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-85875765401364805762012-01-19T17:35:00.000-08:002012-01-19T18:09:33.104-08:00"I'll wait here for you."<div style="text-align: center;">Happiness. Simple concept, profound meaning.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/NvhPWD_iHAo/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NvhPWD_iHAo&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NvhPWD_iHAo&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div>A pioneer in women's free skiing, <a href="http://www.sarahburke.org/photo-gallery">Sarah Burke</a> surpassed expectations and re wrote the rules for female skiers after her. She followed her passion for extreme skiing across North America, to the summit of dozens of peaks and eventually the top of the national podiums. From here, Sarah spearheaded a campaign to integrate freestyle skiing into the Winter Olympics and boy was the ski community excited to see what she had in store for us in 2014. <br />
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Today, surrounded by friends and family, after sustaining a critical ski injury Sarah lost the fight of her life. Far too often does it take a tragedy to remind us that we are not invincible. All we can take away from something that cannot be reversed is a sense of urgency. Urgency to laugh. Urgency to learn. Urgency to never go to bed angry. Urgency to set an intention for everyday. Urgency in the pursuit of happiness. <br />
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Let Sarah's full life be an example to us all. RIP our fair Ontario girl.<br />
Be present. Love deeply. Be grateful.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-14711247482660209692011-11-29T19:01:00.000-08:002012-01-19T19:49:20.833-08:00I will<div style="text-align: center;"><i>do one thing that scares you daily. breathe deeply. sweat once a day. dance, sing, floss and travel.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">These antidotes, among others, comprise the <a href="http://shop.lululemon.com/home.jsp">lululemon athletica</a> manifesto. Simple phrases that are intended to inspire healthy living, balance, unite communities and entrench feelings of genuine happiness within us all. </div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Since its inception in the late 1990s, lululemon has been a powerful force in the athletic apparel industry. However, it was not until I joined the team this fall (as a part time educator), that I witnessed the unwavering commitment, at all levels of leadership, to the pursuit of this manifesto. It did not take long for me to realize that this kind of loyalty is a byproduct of environment, one in which people, regardless of their affiliation to the brand, want to be apart of.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKNiR5MEbPj5InSkeOgmu8hASeN6qQuwewtqaEycIy8BU05o86ACABsMpPqQARcoClQd6_HL8VY_hfC0sySGekVXvAfPDqMerxsVSvR3gfHNYBOaio6oAJC8NhVKeRe18LOMTfNpkACARc/s1600/lululemon_mainfesto%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKNiR5MEbPj5InSkeOgmu8hASeN6qQuwewtqaEycIy8BU05o86ACABsMpPqQARcoClQd6_HL8VY_hfC0sySGekVXvAfPDqMerxsVSvR3gfHNYBOaio6oAJC8NhVKeRe18LOMTfNpkACARc/s320/lululemon_mainfesto%255B1%255D.png" width="208" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Although lululemon attracts like minded people, I am constantly learning from my team. Recently, all the Toronto lemons were invited to a screening of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JcMQmuvzPmI">'The Happy Movie'</a>, a documentary that brings us on a journey in search of answers to one of life's greatest emotions, happiness. Not only did this event mark the beginning of a larger community initiative (more details to come in the new year) but propelled me to look at my own education differently. International development seeks to appease the gap between the developed and the developing world and provide resources to better equip floundering economies to curb the cycle of dependency. Ironically, the scenes I found most moving were those that illustrated stories from the communities in so-called 'need'. Riddled with optimism, their stories shed perspective on my personal worldview and highlighted the importance of understanding. Not only in the context of development but in how we interact with our surroundings on a daily basis. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think the underlying message of 'The Happy Movie' and lululemon's manifesto are one in the same, and together, will guide us to our own peace...whatever form that may come in. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I could sing lulu's praises until there were no more lemons left to squeeze, instead, why don't you join the conversation too at: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/lululemonSherwayGardens#%21/lululemon">http://www.facebook.com/lululemonSherwayGardens#!/lululemon</a> or @lululemon on Twitter. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Namaste. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBOJR6QEpmA">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBOJR6QEpmA</a></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-29841903778585990252011-11-17T15:49:00.000-08:002011-11-29T19:18:05.702-08:00forget regret or life is yours to missToday was a strange sort of day.<br />
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</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Walking home from the subway I got to thinking about how all too often we define ourselves by what we aren't/don't have/can't afford/can't fit - whatever. This veil of negativity (likely brought on by the driver that made me get off the 44 South when I failed to present my student ID card with my metro pass... HELLO I AM ON CAMPUS NOW, CLEARLY I AM A STUDENT), like those before it, it managed to overshadow the great elements of my day. Why is that and what can I do to quell future rage blackouts? Be SMART.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
Specific.<br />
Measurable.<br />
Attainable.<br />
Relevant.<br />
Timely.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">This acronym, derived from my management strategies class, breaks down the framework for effective goal setting. At a glance this methodology seems quite straightforward, but in practice we are all dreamers and usually spend more time than we should fantasizing about greener pastures. </div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: left;">So instead of what if-ing until we are blue in the face, lets be realistic. Be pro active. Utilize the resources and capabilities of our existing environment to ensure success and growth. To know where you are going, you need to know where you have been...and when you know this, you will see how far you have come. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu0bh1bjvu1ynxvbEB7NC1G8DhaUKSrV0_7qN3RSUhCCCKXRT5ygT3smQI-NzjmxXYO6YVOoluzUIMdBuYNYfJ1vos97bqAtFhQf7Gw978b6eJGiQyUEIgSADkruTcKOsz9W3Q6c13eOYT/s1600/5690_1177396209213_1657350029_31106702_348579_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu0bh1bjvu1ynxvbEB7NC1G8DhaUKSrV0_7qN3RSUhCCCKXRT5ygT3smQI-NzjmxXYO6YVOoluzUIMdBuYNYfJ1vos97bqAtFhQf7Gw978b6eJGiQyUEIgSADkruTcKOsz9W3Q6c13eOYT/s400/5690_1177396209213_1657350029_31106702_348579_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HQwnTz0pdAg&feature=related">"Holding onto you, holding onto me...you're all I see." - Mat Kearney</a></div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
Be your best self. </div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-42635885801081137472011-11-06T18:27:00.000-08:002011-11-07T08:44:39.014-08:00girl powerDevelopment can wear many different hats. From immediate relief, to long term education...one aspect that is consistent is the hope to facilitate positive and sustainable change among communities in need. Perhaps the most important thing to understand before launching any development campaign is the issue. Although seemingly obvious, misdiagnosing the problem will undermine the projects success from day one. Therefore, as outsiders, we should seek to empower and utilize existing capacities and then teach the practical skills to curb the poverty cycle.<br />
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At the onset of the year, I was keen to explore development through education, and ideally work with an organizations like the <a href="http://www.iie.org/">Institute of International Education</a> that subsidizes projects to bring quality education to the most dire corners of the world. All too often women and girls are left as the collateral damage of failed education systems and so began my curiosity in development byway of advocacy. <br />
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Feeling heavy and rather bogged down by the worlds laundry list of social injustices, I looked for guidance among other liked minded <a href="http://www.youngwomenofinfluence.ca/">young women.</a> Dr. Samantha Nutt's book 'Damned Nations', chronicles two decades of her work delivering aid and her vision for Canada as a leader in future peacekeeping pursuits. Enthralled by her personal testimonials, it has never been more clear to me how important an accurate needs assessment and the establishment of measurable and achievable goals are. For a further commentary, listen to her interview with the <a href="http://www.cbc.ca/books/2011/10/samantha-nutt-discusses-damned-nations.html">CBC.</a><br />
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"Be the change you want to see in the world." - GandhiJenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-25123991978355707362011-10-02T15:47:00.000-07:002011-10-02T16:01:46.821-07:00c'est la vie<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ5fjDPC-ogASVTC8HckHn_Fv3C8KL6LM5nPoN3yBkPFFmiqXxlOQBqkly4ned8FypYjGknORf9OWfi946jF7XdPWe91B-jNFfNWqnRwwK4Qy_OzaqGMOBLZD3kmnvwp-TefmZ93edZ9FK/s1600/a_blinkenlights_best.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ5fjDPC-ogASVTC8HckHn_Fv3C8KL6LM5nPoN3yBkPFFmiqXxlOQBqkly4ned8FypYjGknORf9OWfi946jF7XdPWe91B-jNFfNWqnRwwK4Qy_OzaqGMOBLZD3kmnvwp-TefmZ93edZ9FK/s400/a_blinkenlights_best.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">from sunrise to sunset - city hall</td></tr>
</tbody></table><span style="font-family: inherit;">Like the interactive art of </span><a href="http://www.scotiabanknuitblanche.ca/"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Nuit Blanche</span></a><span style="font-family: inherit;"> that connected neighbourhoods across Toronto, my stories from last night required a full range of movement. Over coffee and poached eggs, my parents learned about "this guy that was on the tallest unicycle ever! I don't even know how he got up there, let alone juggle three blazing torches" and the refurbished office building with "a wading pool spanning (hmm I'd say) the entire length of the lobby. There were logs floating freely, I tried to walk on one - quickly thought better of it when I nearly dunked. I would have been pissed if I got wet, it was freaking freezing out. Oh yeah, they also provided us with umbrellas!" In between stories and bites of breakie, I came to realization that the work of art that resonated with me the most was the splash of colour that wiped across the downtown core. Every age and every colour was represented at Nuit. Last night was about Toronto and celebrating contemporary artists and embracing how we are different. United by our shared passion for beautiful and interesting things, our minds were left bursting with wonder, our bodies warmed by the spirit of Toronto. </span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-68570200114873322272011-09-20T19:17:00.000-07:002011-09-20T19:52:13.795-07:00checks and balances<div style="text-align: center;">For me, feeling settled involves a routine (and it has taken a month for me to establish one that suits me in Toronto). Between juggling my post grad studies, a part time job and reconnecting with friends and family...catching enough shut eye is the least of my concerns. I'm sure like most of you, my mind rarely turns off. Many a night, I find myself hunkering through my mental to do list. Unfortunately<i> my</i> bedside goodie drawer holds a stack of post its and a pen to capture my midnight brainwaves... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was surprised to learn, that compared to my classmates I've only been out of the academic world for a short while. Many have spent extensive time in the developing world working in their personal areas of interest. Impressed by their first hand experiences, I can't help but feel a little behind the eight ball. Nonetheless, our Profs have assured us that regardless of our backgrounds, over the course of the year, we will obtain the necessary skills to write: persuasive grant proposals, create realistic budgets and gain the practical knowledge to run our own field project. I can't help but gawk at these promises, alas, statistics from last years graduates are proof! It is a very real possibility that I will be writing to you from Brazil next fall. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its clear that currently I am in a state of flux: trying to live in the present, plan for the future and remember the fabulous memories that encapsulate my past. Because, I've written several times about how much I value relationships, you can probably also assume that I find compartmentalizing the bonds I forged in Busan, challenging. These people fed my soul for a year and nurturing my old roots in Toronto without them feels unnatural now. What I have had to realize is, that like all things in life, you get back what you put in. Therefore, all I can do is love them from afar and welcome them back into my physical present when our paths cross again. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Between listening to your gut, your heart and your head - a girl is bound to get confused! What you have to remember is, that even if you do, some of the best lessons are learned when you are piecing yourself back together after a 'fml' moment. So lift your head out of your hands, open your glassy eyes and take a look at the other nutters around you, you're not alone. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">together, but different</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-47946605763166040112011-09-02T17:46:00.000-07:002011-09-02T17:49:26.618-07:00keeping the faith<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">chin up, forge on</td></tr>
</tbody></table>I have been a self proclaimed nomad for the last five years and now with my latest adventure complete, it is starting to hit me, that this is it. Among other things, it has been quite a challenge to move back in with my folks. Despite their flexibility, sharing living space always requires an adjustment. To remedy this, I have packed my schedule with school and a part time job, commitments that will integrate me into a new community in Toronto.<br />
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</div><div>Beyond that, I can't quite sum up my feelings in one word. I know I miss Busan for the memories, people and freedom that it holds and I know that I am excited/intimidated by the uncertainty that awaits me in Toronto. At the end of the day, I suppose you just have to have faith and know, that everything happens for a reason. </div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-50102055585570468622011-09-02T17:11:00.000-07:002011-09-02T17:11:53.795-07:00here I go again on my ownNo, I don't no where I'm going<br />
But I know where I've been<br />
Hanging on the promises<br />
In songs of yesterday<br />
And I've made up my mind<br />
I ain't waisting no more time.<br />
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Bonne chance mon petite frere.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-40449873451118815192011-08-30T17:08:00.000-07:002011-09-20T22:56:14.858-07:00empire state of mindNew York City was my first love.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2dbls</td></tr>
</tbody></table>With skyscrapers so tall it is no wonder that it is affectionally referred to as the city of dreams. Dad booked us into the <a href="http://www.nycparamount.com/">Paramount Times Square</a>, a hotel strategically located within walking distances of all the Big Apple's hot spots.<br />
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For five days we explored the depths of the concrete jungle. The quirky boutiques that decorate the sidewalks of SoHo, cafes that literally draw you in off the streets of Greenwich Village and politely declined the promises made by the pedlars that line Canal Street. However, I would have to say that the trip highlights include our visits to the Top of the Rock, The Empire State Building and more simply, a family dinner with my Korean co-teacher, Hyunhee.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">30ROCK<br />
Central Park in the distance</td></tr>
</tbody></table>30 Rockefellar Plaza and The Empire State Building are famous for their birds eye view of the city. Up there, you realize what a small island Manhattan is. Unencumbered by its finite size, Manhattan is a hub of culture, education, commerce and new growth. Looking out from these towers, I couldn't help but feel like I was at the eentre of the world.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hyunhee, Xi and I</td></tr>
</tbody></table><a href="http://www.alfredos.com/ny.html">Alfredo's</a> was the perfect back drop for dinner with Hyunhee. Flanked with absolutely phenomenal homemade Italian food and wine, my parents and Andrew finally met the woman that was my life line in Busan. Our families shared and instant, natural chemistry, illuminating to each respective party why the other is such an important part of my life. At the corner of 49th and Broadway I choked back tears and said goodbye. My relationship with Hyunhee is so unique. At first she was my superior, turned advisor and now, a dear friend.<br />
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Like all great loves, you never quite get over it. Watching the island fade in the distance as we climbed higher and higher into the sky, I smiled to myself and wondered - will Manhattan and I ever live happily ever after? That story is for another day.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-21242609897806685972011-08-12T18:32:00.000-07:002011-08-12T18:50:53.868-07:00up, up and awayKilling time at Incheon International Airport, parked on a stiff wooden bench. I sit back and watch travellers criss cross in front of me, looking important, looking flustered, looking excited. Where is everyone going?<br />
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Behind me the clouds are clearing and the sun begins to peak through, my nerves instantly relax. I wonder if I can rationalize another Longchamp. Is three too many?<br />
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I let out a little laugh at my own expense, after all my careful planning, I managed to set my alarm for 4:00pm instead of 4:00am - thank goodness for Dad's and international wake up calls. <br />
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What was only hours ago seems like days. My eyes begin to sting as I recall my final moments with Busan. Seat 21D, starring out the window at this little man waving feverishly as the plane jerks towards the runway. We lock eyes (or at least I like to think so) and I wave back. He throws up a peace sign and we are off.<br />
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Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-63158616546858108962011-08-05T22:20:00.000-07:002011-08-06T01:31:55.601-07:00and so it goes<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">full circle together 2010-2011</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">To the EPIK Class of August 2010, here we are, 365 days later...the pictures to remind us, the battle wounds to prove it and the inside jokes to keep us smiling. Thank-you for joining us at Eva's last night to watch the video that brings these memories to life. Although entirely cliche, lets raise a glass and 'cheers to the nights you'll never remember, with the friends you'll never forget!' </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">reclaiming youth</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hyunhee, June and I, my co's be like ooah</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">I've been asked countless times over the last few weeks 'what will you miss the most?' 'what will you do/eat/buy first in Toronto?' so I decided to dedicate a post to answer these questions. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">kym + alex + jen + matt = family</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">womanlove, onelove</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Leaving Korea, I am sorry to say goodbye to: subway fobs, #504, humpday hangouts, uh uh, my celebrity status, no tax, cheap taxis, Family Mart and underground cell service. Heading home I cannot wait to: taste barbecued corn on the cob, satisfy my sweet tooth (hello Smartfood, Fudgee-Os and sour patch kids), be invited to try clothes on, eavesdrop on conversations in public and relax dockside (Corona in tow) up north. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Haeundae Beach</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">My dear Busan family, I don't know what I expected but I didn't expect you, jackpot. Toronto, you hold my roots, can't wait to sprout some new ones with ya... <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-ImCpNqbJw">I'm coming home.</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://vimeo.com/27362550">I won't forget.</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-43661182546719287432011-07-24T07:07:00.000-07:002011-08-06T20:42:13.714-07:00cheers to optimism, may the future be bright<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">family.friendship.love.personal fulfillment.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>United in their triumph over evil, Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny, watched the Hogwarts Express pull out of King's Cross station for the last time. As the silver screen faded into darkness, I sat there, heavy with the realization that this was the final installment in the Potter series. Although many of the sub stories met their natural ends, we are left to wonder what is next for our favourite witches and wizards and the fantastical world in which they live. Here I think Rowling accomplished something unique and really quite special. She propels readers and movie goers alike to recognize the everyday magic that exists in our muggle world and reminds us that we always have something worth fighting for.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-49173915313510462011-07-19T00:34:00.000-07:002011-07-19T00:37:40.129-07:00boreyonged<div style="text-align: center;">Last weekend we joined in the hilarity, randomness and straight up mess of the <a href="http://www.mudfestival.or.kr/english/festival/festival1.php">Boryeong Mud Festival</a>. This annual event, attracts waygooks from across South Korea for a weekend much like those of our childhoods past. With mother nature's coveted blessing, the sun shone down on us as we frolicked in the sea, got down in the mud and shook our groove thang under midnight fireworks and lasers. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">tri mud love</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">yup, definitely mud in my teeth</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">Scanning through photos, I would have to say that these 36 hours are best left untouched - a once in a life time experience if you will. If you have the chance to be boreyonged, jump on it, or more appropriately,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> IN IT!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzw-I46akJPupKmGhb5R2LbmZjyjOn_QumM7YHUrHaoF1DGqzkk9cLJYz8WlmWYeTWtCSvtghDpK4Orrz99' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
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</tbody></table>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-14995176073387789582011-07-11T00:25:00.000-07:002011-09-20T22:16:36.848-07:00"excellent and sometimes beautiful photo"<div style="text-align: center;">Talked to my parents via Skype</div><div style="text-align: center;">watched 'Bad Teacher'</div><div style="text-align: center;">woman love, best type</div><div style="text-align: center;">so snoozy, stage five leaker. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYq81dyIURfQoPchiCYGcM8nXkgD63WeZyzB0iKXG05gM3X8QagpsnSDBgGYclIn_KA-z9Ze5DgloePOdEjrZrI77P-PlHV4EMveyNq-8SrQLWsE0yLLCRV5SIwpQqj0b9HLB35Ioq4PAA/s1600/Jen+Floride+March+90+MD+and+90+with+Mum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYq81dyIURfQoPchiCYGcM8nXkgD63WeZyzB0iKXG05gM3X8QagpsnSDBgGYclIn_KA-z9Ze5DgloePOdEjrZrI77P-PlHV4EMveyNq-8SrQLWsE0yLLCRV5SIwpQqj0b9HLB35Ioq4PAA/s200/Jen+Floride+March+90+MD+and+90+with+Mum.jpg" width="126" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Basked in the sun</div><div style="text-align: center;">sipped my iced mocha </div><div style="text-align: center;">I could have had more than one</div><div style="text-align: center;">lived la vida loca. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Brunch at the Wolfhound Pub</div><div style="text-align: center;">barely arrived alive</div><div style="text-align: center;">I needed a tummy rub</div><div style="text-align: center;">definitely did the porcelain dive. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5G-hmFkdDSpWM8CVnbAfn7AWPz83w4mRSGObUxGthB4OwaJjFvsxIRYZZPaZbDTG94IFB1QHuYkftZxQ9sP8e_s9eislkrlKydx7zAW4SXhUwf-nUPPnkvAr5775-uT-Yiea2WMTVbvfz/s1600/270517_2041424209373_1657350029_32726561_193112_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5G-hmFkdDSpWM8CVnbAfn7AWPz83w4mRSGObUxGthB4OwaJjFvsxIRYZZPaZbDTG94IFB1QHuYkftZxQ9sP8e_s9eislkrlKydx7zAW4SXhUwf-nUPPnkvAr5775-uT-Yiea2WMTVbvfz/s200/270517_2041424209373_1657350029_32726561_193112_n.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Flipped through my photo book</div><div style="text-align: center;">and enjoyed my eggs and bakey</div><div style="text-align: center;">the lime green cover was all it took.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Woke up shakey</div><div style="text-align: center;">star fishes decorated the room</div><div style="text-align: center;">fits of laughter</div><div style="text-align: center;">snapshots of the night, zoom zoom zoom</div><div style="text-align: center;">looked like disasters. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHgKTBCiN4YMGIHCkda3Oe6ojG0y7e6DroyuuLxDWsw-_H7JnIOyuULvYd5HJfE1q2WRhsF6o72cjJiKpiez18tsm0gXGLjtHS_KZmzJRuEGOKf2hrgsejBV7ys1BMGs9fNvmvJteGz5wM/s1600/268351_2041630134521_1657350029_32727014_4418342_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHgKTBCiN4YMGIHCkda3Oe6ojG0y7e6DroyuuLxDWsw-_H7JnIOyuULvYd5HJfE1q2WRhsF6o72cjJiKpiez18tsm0gXGLjtHS_KZmzJRuEGOKf2hrgsejBV7ys1BMGs9fNvmvJteGz5wM/s200/268351_2041630134521_1657350029_32727014_4418342_n.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Face down outside Elune</div><div style="text-align: center;">so not okay</div><div style="text-align: center;">made the boys swoon</div><div style="text-align: center;">mayday, mayday!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Rocked and rolled</div><div style="text-align: center;">one flip wonder met her match</div><div style="text-align: center;">shots, shots, shots I was told</div><div style="text-align: center;">even saw someones snatch.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI7BDSTT1GlCXgHtf_nx8Xq29BMJMlxgHDelWrHrXqHKkqz_QaWwBRzJIeAQGHWQVuNLzB4kbMJ3g4g6ouje3C18OuAfaSMeHXRgVo5sz6kd5rfqtIWuk6axHohEpQDfF_j0Sm1MntV9B1/s1600/264743_2041630014518_1657350029_32727013_4768795_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI7BDSTT1GlCXgHtf_nx8Xq29BMJMlxgHDelWrHrXqHKkqz_QaWwBRzJIeAQGHWQVuNLzB4kbMJ3g4g6ouje3C18OuAfaSMeHXRgVo5sz6kd5rfqtIWuk6axHohEpQDfF_j0Sm1MntV9B1/s200/264743_2041630014518_1657350029_32727013_4768795_n.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Big Apple pre game</div><div style="text-align: center;">little black dress, 5 inch heels</div><div style="text-align: center;">primp, push up, you know, same same</div><div style="text-align: center;">should have had a proper meal. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Toasts from the girls I love the most</div><div style="text-align: center;">cake too beautiful to eat</div><div style="text-align: center;">really I'm not trying to boast</div><div style="text-align: center;">what a twist of fate that made us meet</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJe0pmI_YO0RTrq3xLqNZN7_WMPL-0hi9dqK1zc1Y-r7ljY8zOClXOJi6K-FYmC500eQONu1T-9QKxcBvrNbpmy42VQx1hUiqrpYD2mkR2VUzY_d-B-xp-MX4848jp0rvTRpWoUhph2FDo/s1600/268532_2041423489355_1657350029_32726558_5761166_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJe0pmI_YO0RTrq3xLqNZN7_WMPL-0hi9dqK1zc1Y-r7ljY8zOClXOJi6K-FYmC500eQONu1T-9QKxcBvrNbpmy42VQx1hUiqrpYD2mkR2VUzY_d-B-xp-MX4848jp0rvTRpWoUhph2FDo/s200/268532_2041423489355_1657350029_32726558_5761166_n.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">But thank god that we did</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't imagine life without you now</div><div style="text-align: center;">although its time to make our bids</div><div style="text-align: center;">this is not goodbye or ciao</div><div style="text-align: center;">so lets leave it there</div><div style="text-align: center;">keep in touch and share our next endeavors</div><div style="text-align: center;">take care</div><div style="text-align: center;">love you forever. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNV0o484KWIY0TYchHJH4r11iBk3ysUqkfhWe22cJ0RnIvQj53Tc3J_NNPTwP6lgnnSGCpRzwrK3h6TDasrYjccVRE0bsaoKONB5_vCyHck0HnRlRvfMBOzIX1LFHp2qn9j1BRdjGrEBeq/s1600/vsd_tut_simple_hearts_doodles_design.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="136" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNV0o484KWIY0TYchHJH4r11iBk3ysUqkfhWe22cJ0RnIvQj53Tc3J_NNPTwP6lgnnSGCpRzwrK3h6TDasrYjccVRE0bsaoKONB5_vCyHck0HnRlRvfMBOzIX1LFHp2qn9j1BRdjGrEBeq/s200/vsd_tut_simple_hearts_doodles_design.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Girls, you know who you are. Thank-you so much for the most precious birthday and heartfelt words.</i></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-6090945962887201922011-07-05T23:57:00.000-07:002011-07-06T00:16:46.694-07:00oh the places you'll go<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>With 23 just around the corner and my return home around a few more (might as well run with that metaphor) the words "what next?" have been haunting me. In truth, I know what's next, I'm back to the ol' academic bump and grind to begin my post graduate work in the field of international development. Ultimately, I would like to work for a non governmental organization that shares my belief that education is the cornerstone of sustainable growth. Growing up in Canada, 'a baby country', a term affectionately coined my by my 6th graders, I did not appreciate the role of history in modern society. Overtime it became clear why traditional values remain in Korea's education system today. Among other things, this year has taught me patience, understanding and tolerance of cultural differences, an attitude that I hope will allow me to realize my professional aspirations.<br />
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The above paragraph sounds like a well rehearsed answer, but what lies in the subtext are the anxieties I have about the unknown. When I can't make sense of my feelings, I usually look to the internet and self medicate. Arguably the worst thing to for oneself (so Cancer of me). Today Google connected me with an astrology site, that assured me that my emotional flux is characteristic of my zodiac sign. Phew. What is more:<br />
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Cancers need to feel like they are making a difference, however small, in order to feel content.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Cancers dig house parties. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Cancers are prone to poor eye sight. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Cancers love pillow talk. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Cancers reaction to confrontation is directly proportionate to how thick their shell is. </span></li>
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</span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-89970820997231744462011-06-29T00:45:00.000-07:002011-07-04T00:11:51.787-07:00busan vices<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i></i></div><i>Here are some 'not so obvious' remedies to homesickness, culture shock and all the surprises</i><i> that come with living abroad. In addition to a wonderful network of friends and family, these things have aided in my survival this year. </i><br />
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</u></div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Costco</u></div><div style="text-align: left;">Suyeong Station (line 2 #208), any exit will do. From here, flag a taxi, shouldn't set you back more than 3,000w. I encourage you to add an 'e' to the word "CostEco", this will ensure you are deposited at the right place. When in doubt, wave your membership card. Just as an aside, each member (35,000w to join) is allowed to shop with a guest/time on their card. Costco is the foreigner food mecca. Cheese, wine and pesto, OH MY! It is difficult to escape under 200,000w, they only take cash so arrive prepared. The best part of any Costco excursion is the personal pan pizza and soft serve ice cream waiting for you on the other side. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Pasta Vanita and Burger Pasta, KSU</u></div><div style="text-align: left;">Kyungsung University Station (line 2 #212), exit 5. Located on the second floor just outside the station, PV has been a staple in my carb hungry diet. A full course meal will set you back no more than 20,000w (+booze). I suggest the caprese salad and the cream of mushroom linguine combo. For the other winos out there, PV has a stocked wine (beer and spirits too) list, glasses starting at 6,000w and bottles starting at 30,000w. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Take exist 5 and walk towards the Puckyung University Campus, turn right at the Dunkin' Donuts. Burger Pasta will be on your left, half a block in from the main road. BP is the place where everyone knows my name (Cheers! ahaha). They cover all the western favourites, from greasy spoon hangover specials to hearty salads. Their chicken burger is often too hard to pass up but can be substituted with the potato wedges. Try their lemonade too! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Namaste, Haeundae</u></div><div style="text-align: left;">Haeundae Station (line 2 #203), exit 3, about half a block beyond <a href="http://www.wolfhoundpub.com/locations/busan.html">The Wolfhound Pub</a>. <a href="http://busanhaps.com/food/namaste">Namaste</a> is a quaint Indian restaurant tucked away from the bustle of Busan night life. Before my first Namaste experience, I was not an Indian food lover, but I have since been converted. The energy in the room echos the colourful menu, the tandori chicken and butter nan particularly delectable. Although the dishes are expensive, I promise </div><div style="text-align: left;">that you will not be disappointed! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>SHOPPING:</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">When in Korea, shop like the Koreans do! Nampodong (#111), PNU (#128), KSU (#212) and Seomyeon (#219) are the areas that have the best market style shopping. Stores and stalls here will see massive inventory turnover, so don't wait if you spot a must have piece. Your shopping experience will vary depending when you visit, typically independent vendors setup their stalls only on the weekends. Get ready for for sensory overload!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">For cosmetic purposes <a href="http://www.shinsegae.com/">Shinsegae</a> and the <a href="http://www.lotteshopping.com/english/lotte/about/index.jsp">Lotte</a> department stores (line 2 #206) are the only way to go. No one should risk going native when it comes to skin care! After a little beauty pick me up, the Kyobo bookstore, located inside Shinsegae, offers a plethora of English books, keep your brain cells engaged.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>ENDORPHIN'S:</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>KAFA Fitness, KSU</u></div><div style="text-align: left;">Joining a gym was one of the best things I could have done for myself this year. Finding motivation to honour this commitment is always a challenge, but, true to form, it has been the most effective <span lang="EN-CA">antidote to relieve stress. There are loads of gyms around the city, however they are not usually street level, so keep that in mind when you are searching your area!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span lang="EN-CA"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span lang="EN-CA"><u>Beomeosa Temple & Hiking, Beomeosa</u></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Beomeosa Station (line 1 #133), follow the crowds to exit. There are dozens of trails around Busan, but none really compare to the variety and beauty of those found decorating the hills of Geumjeong Mountain. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-60567741569922206792011-06-20T05:25:00.000-07:002011-06-20T05:37:16.567-07:00its always in the detailsWriting has been my therapy for years. A means of self discovery with the hope of finding myself somewhere in the black and white letters that dance across the page. Although this journey has seen many faces, it is unsure of its audience. What I've realized along the way is that's okay. For this reason, it came as a great surprise when my close friend JB shared one of my recent blog entries on her Facebook page.<br />
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I am private about my writing and I understand that maintaining a blog effectively contradicts this statement. Nevertheless, this attitude is rooted in the admiration I have for my peers and how eloquent their writing styles are in comparison to mine. I read about a dozen blogs, some are sharp, quick witted accounts on Waygook life, others are informed political proses and another chunk are trashy tabloids. I guess its fair to say that regardless of their content, they have an impact on me and thus are bookmarked online as weekly must reads.<br />
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To learn that JB reads my work like I read so many others is wildly flattering. The fact that she then re posted <a href="http://jennifersavory.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-make-it-sound-like-destiny.html">this particular entry</a> for a greater audience, implies that in her opinion my words are worth hearing. At the end of the day, its always nice to receive a little personal validation. Thank-you for being there to listen even when I didn't ask you to be and thank-you for reminding me that life is not about comparisons but instead finding comfort in your own skin.<br />
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So let it be said JB, possessing the ability to celebrate my passion only intensifies the light you have been in my life this year.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Listen. Acknowledge. Support. Repeat. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXylCyEDskDPzXvxc5aQyP1ss1FtlXKI4HeNchX_v2A03IEU11ydKwkb1M2ESgBqy3ygEaTidzPwP_dDaGYH5LIVjsS9BwVsCuKLBf8rVw-5eo0-0J_TecmG7JdsWRr1lNzVhoWYRDmKXB/s1600/zen-infintytwo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXylCyEDskDPzXvxc5aQyP1ss1FtlXKI4HeNchX_v2A03IEU11ydKwkb1M2ESgBqy3ygEaTidzPwP_dDaGYH5LIVjsS9BwVsCuKLBf8rVw-5eo0-0J_TecmG7JdsWRr1lNzVhoWYRDmKXB/s320/zen-infintytwo2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-92187215650874037652011-06-16T05:37:00.000-07:002011-06-16T05:59:26.807-07:00my kids are cuter than yours<div style="text-align: center;">Remember when I moved to Busan, South Korea to teach kids English for a year?</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snoopy </td></tr>
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">Oh yeah, it was amazing.<br />
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"see you next time"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dweU-2tEaDvqZPXEcX4XcLbiwgEBewDOJjFrcoN5Mb6_Mj3EFm9hyDjGgnBorBRQABYN3z5N1FMuYTe7LIZnQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14748807703596550305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4700552339986241269.post-54828472076370666142011-06-15T00:39:00.000-07:002011-06-20T02:21:17.393-07:00"you make it sound like destiny"As I sit here, clicking away at my school computer, I do some fast math. Only 54 more days until I am back in the motherland you say!? Madness!<br />
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I've spoken about relationships a lot this year. Some have grown stronger, some disintegrated and some surprised me. Perhaps the ones that have surprised me the most are the ones that I have forged here. I'm sure I am not first to compare these friendships to family, but they are. I knew early on that these bonds were going to be unique, but moving through the final weeks of our contract, each get together is more meaningful than the last. I attribute this to the unanimous realization of the fact that we are approaching the end of something great, something that cannot be duplicated.<br />
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There are no words that fully drive my point home. August 13, 2011 will be the epitome of bittersweet. To those that met me, got me, backed me and loved me - don't go.<br />
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"Smile at the chance to see you again..."<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWQhQtPIC9Q">Foster the People - Miss You </a><br />
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