I Think I Fell In Love (on the skytrain)

Beautiful EyeI think I always knew that we are all of one… But I didn’t really realize it until I was staring into this boys eyes on the skytrain yesterday. It was the weirdest thing. I bumped into my transit friend again, for the third time via a bus. Usually if I bump into someone twice I assume it is a sign and some sort of divine coincidence or irony… but three times… wow that must be something special.

I am almost scared to write about it… what if he reads it? What if I ruin it? But then (as SuperForest Jackson Would Say) it is in the past, and it is already a fantasy. And it’s already open to the creation, interpretation, and the fabrication of my forgetful mind.

So basically I turned to my left at the bus stop and there he was, just standing there, reading. I said hi. We got on the bus and talked about wanting to get lost in a forest, and how gross fast food is, and what we would do if the martix was real (or is it? haha). He was really tired and kept almost falling asleep. We talked about Hippy University. He told me he lost his mind. I asked how. He said it exploded. I asked what it looked like. He said it looked like grasses. I said I think mine would look like rainbows and glitter. He said you don’t really know how it’s going to come out until it happens. I told him he was like the Mad Hatter and Cheshire Cat combined. He said he identified with the Caterpillar.

When we got to the skytrain we talked about being alone. I remembered how I think we are always alone (in our minds) and how we are never alone (in the world). Our disagreements weren’t like an argument, more like one person reminding the other of a different perspective, our thoughts blowing back and forth like the wind. He mentioned how he was tired and wanted to be alone… but then said it would be ok if I was there. Wow.

He said he had decided to be awake. I wonder if it was because of me. Then, i’m not sure exactly how but we just stopped talking and were sitting there next to each other, staring into each other’s eyes. While I was looking there I was trying to see inside of him (because they say that the eyes are the portal to the soul) but I noticed that there wasn’t anything to see. It was just me and myself. I had all of the these thoughts and I wanted to write about it, and tell people, I wanted to keep it a secret, and I wanted to know what he was thinking, and I wondered if he knew what I was thinking, and then I tried to send him some intentions (with my mind) so that he’d know that I love him, and then I wondered what he were trying to tell me by just sitting there and staring at me. And I watched him almost fall asleep, going in and out of consciousness, and I laughed because I know what that’s like and it was beautiful. I didn’t want to move. My heart was beating and I was ever-so aware. I realized that we were having a moment of being alone, together.

Part of me wanted to ask for his phone number or someway to contact him, but I didn’t want to do anything to ruin that moment or to change, it because it was wonderful.

Later I was pondering how unintentionally and amazingly romantic he is… the words he said, his eyes… but then I realized it isn’t him – it’s me! I think that romance is all open to interpretation. I can see something or hear something and think it is romantic – and then I create it to be that way. I was singing this when I got home…

I didn’t mean to waste the water
but I couldn’t feel my hands
I stood outside in the rain for 10 minutes today
and I wondered what role in my life that you’d play

I find this incredibly ironic because I often joke that if I had a pick up line it would be, “remember that time I starred at you?” BUT NOW THAT HAS ACTUALLY HAPPENED.

Anywayy… similar to our last meeting…

I love that I can fall in love a million times a day. And that connecting with another person doesn’t have to mean anything or have a future or a past. Just a moment. It was beautiful. Maybe this is my missed connection. Maybe it’s just a moment

Transit Romance 135

Bus Stop
Today I had such a romantic bus ride! I’ll probably never see the guy again (but then, with my ironic life you never know haha) but it was really cool just to share a moment with someone. This nice curly haired boy was sitting across from me smiling and after avoiding eye contact for what I realized was no reason I finally looked back at him. He was rocking out to some song and then laughed when he saw me watching him. After a minute he offered my a headphone so we both leaned across the aisle to share a moment of music. It reminded me of lady and the tramp a little bit… only less messy and meaty. Then more people got on so we had to severe our connection. The seat next to me became available and he moved into it. He kept playing different songs he liked and it was really cool to have this completely stranger just share the things that made him happy with me. I shall share with you some of the cool songs I discovered today:

We mostly listened but exchanged a few words about instruments and some jokes I couldn’t quite hear but laughed at anyway.

I love that I can be single and still experience romance. And that connecting with another person doesn’t have to mean anything or have a future or a past. Just a moment. A shared happiness? Maybe he’s gay. Maybe he is in a relationship. Maybe he isn’t looking for one. Maybe he’s vegan. Maybe he’s not. It doesn’t matter! It was beautiful.

I considered trying to do some sort of contact info exchange but it didn’t happen organically so I got off at my stop with a name and some songs in my back pocket. Thanks Tony. Maybe this is my missed connection. Maybe it’s just a moment. Oh and we grew up in the same area… Magic!

Don’t forget to smile!

Reasons I Love Public Transit

Snowed-in bus

via kevinharding2

  1. You get to meet cool people.
  2. It is an opportunity for missed connections.
  3. When the bus is full and I have to stand I like to pretend I am surfing… or riding a magic carpet.
  4. When riding the 145 Bus down Burnaby Mountain I like to sit in the very back centre seat and pretend I am riding a horse.
  5. Some people smell really good.
  6. You get to overhear the funniest and most delightful conversations.
  7. You can run into people you know.
  8. You get to see the lower-mainland and the city from above via the Skytrain.
  9. You can stare at the good-looking strangers.
  10. You can use your time in transit to enjoy a good book, album or conversation via text message.
  11. It is an opportunity for adventure : D

never get high off paint.

August 4th, 2010

I had the craziest 12 hours but I am especially grateful for my awesome job that made everything better….

So basically my house is being majorly renovated right now. My Mom decided to put primer on my room yesterday. Although it was “dry” by the time I wanted to sleep, it was still very fresh and had major fumes coming off it. “Is it safe to sleep in there?”, I asked. I was told that it would be okay if the window was open… RIGHT. I think after several hours of unintentionally sniffing paint I woke up at 4:30AM feeling really sick. I think I accidentally ended up on a paint trip. I had some really creative ideas but also some CRAZY SCARY dreams. I got up to use the washroom and almost rolled into a bunch of paint. Then I had to climb the mountain of clothes on my bed to get back after I was done. I don’t think I really slept after that but my dreams were very confusing and rather unpleasant. I was really sick in the morning and I considered staying home but today was swimming and using the green screen at movie camp so I didn’t want to miss it. I didn’t have much time to get ready because I spent lots of time being sick so I didn’t really bring a lunch with me.

I rode my bike to SFU (as per usual) and on the way there this bus snuck up behind me and almost drove right over me. I rode up onto the sidewalk and almost hit some people myself! Then I passed a bank and right as I rode by a big alarm started going off and there were lights flashing and people yelling.

Paint High + Scary Dreams + Sickness + Almost hit by a bus + bank robbery… oh my.

As I continued riding I was still feeling sick and considered throwing up in the park. When I got to SFU my ears started making funny noises and I was really scared. I wanted to curl up in the fetal position and be held. I wish someone could have been there to give me a hug but it felt inappropriate asking my co-workers and/or the campers HAHA.

The morning actually went by pretty fast, my job distracted me from feeling afraid and sick which was awesome. I had fun and the kids were very well behaved. In the afternoon we went swimming. One of the kids came up to me and was like, “Jenni, can I splash you?”. I told them no. “Jenni, can I splash Stephan (the other leader)?” YES! Haha! We went in the Sauna near the end and it totally exfoliated a layer of dead skin from my legs making them all smooth and nice. Another memorable moment was when one kid (not from our group) asked me if I was a lifeguard (probably because I was playing with a big group of kids haha!). At the end of the day I ran into a bunch of people I wanted to see. I love when things work out the way I want them too : )

Crazy ass morning salvaged into a lovely adventure. Yay!

A Thursday of Epic Proportions

This is from June 24th.

Kids + Class + SFU’s Got Talent + AQ Outdoor Movie + Trip Home!

In the morning I helped with a Photoshop workshop for a class of elementary school kids. We turned ourselves into Avatar (well I turning Oprah into an Avatar) and it was fun. The kids came from a local elementary school which has an awesome musical theatre program and I enjoyed seeing them. The highlight for me was when I asked if the kids had Facebook. They told me “Of course! EVERYONE has Facebook.” but then they couldn’t log into their e-mail because they didn’t remember their passwords. Oh technology.

After the workshop I went home to eat quickly and pick up my guitar. Then I came back to school for my class. I had to leave the lecture early to go to the performance. Tonight was the first ever SFU’s Got Talent sponsored by the Arts and Culture Club. I played Everybody by Ingrid Michaelson.

The show was really fun. I was so happy to see all the other acts. To me, it was exactly the way I pictured a college talent show being. The audience was really supportive and several people complimented me after. I loved that even though I know I messed up a bit and could have done better people were still positive and encouraging. There was some poetry, a jazz band, and band with A KEYTAR : D

I ended up helping with the event, handing out 50-50 tickets and whatnot. A few times I ended up sneaking in front of the stage to access my guitar between acts and I created the best character ever: Awkward Ninja! Pretty self explanatory. I met some really cool people including the guy from Fractal Ferns. Check out their site, I had “Leaves” stuck in my head for some time.

Actually it was sort of funny. At one point I was talking to someone and then intermission was ending and I wanted to make sure the organizers were okay and didn’t need help (since  had been helping them before) so I told the person I was speaking with that I had to go. They knew I needed to leave for the next thing on my agenda and asked if I had to go but I told them “No, i’m just going over there” which made it sound like I didn’t want to talk to them… brilliant haha. I’ve noticed I do that sometimes. I’m really bad at ending conversations at mix n mingle type events. I usually just leave without saying anything which is awkward so I am trying to stop doing that. I need to practice this more.

After the show I left with the group I was supposed to be leading to Burnaby Campus for the Orientation outdoor movie social. We were very late leaving but we got there in perfect time because they were late starting. Proof that everything will always be fine, or better than fine : )

We watched Ferris Bueller’s Day Off under the stars. At one point I looked up and it looked just like that scene in The Lion King where the stars talk to Simba as Mufassa. Magical! Also, a friend in my class brought my raspberries from her backyard so I got to snack on some local goodness during the movie. They were even in an empty soy-gurt container. LOVE!

“Life moves pretty fast.  If you don’t stop and look around once in a while you might miss it.” – Ferris Bueller

Afterward, on the way down the mountain the driver drove really fast and we had a super fun, super bumpy ride. I was actually flying in the air at times. The whole thing made me very excited for orientation and reminded me how much I am enjoy life right now. I really love SFU and University in general. Smiles all round.