2 - in which a panda discusses the weekend

So, this weekend I was fortunate enough to go see the Lion King musical that is playing all month until early September at Place des Arts. It was very beautiful and amazing. Everyone performing was so graceful and so talented - the actors they had controlling the animals, in particular the giraffes and the cheetah were so cool, I loved how they pulled it off. Some songs I felt there could have been more substance, more movement, for instance "I just can't wait to be King" was very bland I find, despite the fact that the two young actors for Simba and Nala sang very well, particularly Nala. All in all, I really enjoyed the performance.

The entire time though the girl next to me just would not shut up. I understand that she's a child and might not have seen the Lion King movie before, but everything that would happen, like Simba would walk in centre stage. "What's going on dad?" Or the scene would go black after a song. "Why did the lights go out, dad?" ... I wanted to kill her !!! I KNOW that's horrible of me but she wouldn't shut up, I heard her voice loud and clear throughout the entire musical and the urge to injure, maim, or seriously injure, as Dobby would say, was rising. Luckily, I managed to restrain my anger.

Following the performance, my parents and I went to Chinatown to my favourite bakery, Harmonie. They make the best pastries, but their bubble tea is mediocre at best. Parents were too lazy to go to Magic Idea or L2, so I told them to order there. Dad didn't like his, it was blueberry and very bitter, the best flavour was maman's, honeydew, very creamy. Oh well. So for their first try in Chinatown, they didn't like it! :( Maman said she wouldn't want to come eat 'Shabu Shabu' if it's like this, which upset me because it's not at all the same, but I guess they just won't get it. Parents can be very stubborn. Especially about other issues which transpired this morning, but I'd rather not talk about that. Not the time yet, and being so upset by it, I may write something I regret.

Yesterday, I bummed around all day and played Pokemon like a derp. Didn't get very far, I am a mediocre trainer at best. XD But I finally got to restart my game cos some dude at Game Buzz that I went to see on Saturday before the Lion King told me how to erase my game. (It's not a simple matter of saving over the file, folks, you gotta delete your game by pressing Up, B and Select at the same time on the title screen.) So yes.

1 - In which a panda introduces herself.

I'm not sure why I'm attempting a blog, as it seems that whenever I do so, I write faithfully for the first few weeks or months, usually once or twice a week, with lots of different topics and ideas and goals and ambitions. After two or so months, the posts become once in a blue moon, and then disappear altogether. So, perhaps this will happen again but hey you never know.

Alright, they call me Panda, feel free to call me by that name as well.

I am twenty-two years old, born in February, female, a 4th year history student at Concordia University.

I enjoy many things, namely food, food history, cooking and baking, geography, languages, anthropology, genetics, anime and manga, cosplay, writing, doodling, video games, reading and playing sports such as volleyball or horseshoes.

I love stuffed animals, bookmarks, snacks, hugs, holding hands, walking in the rain, hoodies, scarves, mittens, and boots.

I struggle with several things, namely a short temper, self-esteem issues, easily-wounded pride.

My favourite animal is the panda. Big dogs, crows, penguins, and sheep are high up on the list as well.

In short, I am a nerd, a dork, a derp, and just an ordinary girl trying to enjoy life to the fullest by participating in activities I enjoy and hanging out with the people I love.

Got some bamboo to munch on,
this is panda signing off,
ta ta.