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If I could go back, I think I would put more effort into learning. I just didn't get things back then. I would try but give up way too easily. I didn't persevere to understand the concepts and ideas that were presented to me. I know, kind of silly huh? I'd imagine most people would go back and party more, etc. I'm quite the opposite.
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Nope - I wish I could get rid of some of my scars though!
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Absolutely - I don't have an issue peeing on someone if it means saving their life/limbs/whatever. I hope they would do the same for me.
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Nope - here I am! I'm giving answers now. Whatcha got for me?
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I think one of the best meals I can cook is restaurant recipe I found online. Olive Garden has quite a few of their recipes on their website. I've had great success with the Tuscan Garlic Chicken. Here is the link: http://bit.ly/AzHQl
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I thought long and hard about this one. With the loss of a significant portion of my immediate family, I was quite lonely as a child. I missed the big family feel like playland, camping trips, and the such. How has it shaped me as a father and husband? Well, I would never want my wife or my children to ever experience what that was like for me to live through the tragedy. I plan on being around for a long, long time to support, nurture, and provide for Jana and Linden + siblings. Their safety,well being, and happiness is unequivocally the most important task in my life. There will be family outings and much joy to go around. Hopefully it is contagious!
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We're trying for two. We'll see what happens after Linden's brother / sister is born. If we can afford to have another, I don't think it is out of the question. Personally, I'd like to have a coed volleyball team! (5 more children plus Linden to make a full team!) Needless to say, Jana is not so thrilled with my idea.
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I would definitely choose my vision. I would have cochlear implants and that would have to do. While the cochlear implants are no where near replacing hearing, it is better than nothing. If I couldn't see anything, I think life would be much more difficult. With my vision, I could at try to maintain a conversation by learning how to read lips. I would miss music. But I surmise I would be more functional.
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Honestly, I seldom remember dreams. I'm a heavy sleeper. I wake up and do not remember a thing. Jana has told me she has posed a couple questions to me while I am in la-la land. I manage to respond with quite a reasonable answer (so she tells me). The odd time I am awoken whilst dreaming, I do remember some information. Some tidbits centre around rubber trees, pine needles, and the grass (the lawn kind). Otherwise I don't have anything significant to tell you. Sorry!
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I'd imagine I would feel more comfortable in a one piece bathing suit. However, much hilarity would ensue if I decided to put on a bikini!
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This is a good question. If I were a girl, I think I would like proportionate amounts. You know, I wouldn't want to be too big, yet I wouldn't want to be too small. After much deliberation, I decided I would be a Starbucks Grande Cup. I think the Grande just fits my hands perfectly. It's not notoriously heavy like the Venti. But it's not teensy tiny like the short or the tall. The Grande cup seems to also fit most car cup holders also. You wouldn't want one of those dash mounted cup holders to have a short or tall cup because they might fall out because they're too loose. You wouldn't want them too big since once quick brake and the Starbucks beverage of your choice would become plastered all over your windshield. Nope, Grande would certainly be my choice.
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If you given the chance to be in a Broadway musical which one would it be and what part would you play?
I've been thinking about the musicals I have had the pleasure to see. There are so many options out there. I'm limited to just a few. I'm going to use the process of elimination:
Phantom of the Opera - I certainly do not want to be a misunderstood, masked man that stalks the girl in an opera house. No thank you.
Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat - Do I really want to be God's disciple with a colourful coat and worshipping children around me? Doesn't that scream pedophile?
Miss Saigon - I'm not really interested in being an married army sergeant that knocks up a pretty Asian woman somewhere on the other side of the world while serving my country. (Although it apparently wasn't all
that uncommon at the time!)
Cats - Meow? Prancing around with a fur costume? No-siree!
Mama Mia - Would I be one of the men that potentially knocked up the mom? Or could I be the future husband of the main character?
Les Miserable's - I could be a police officer that has a vendetta against Robin Hood of the industrial revolution. Or else I could be Jean Valjean!
I think that's who I would be. Jean Valjean - a thief that stole bread during harsh economic times. He turned out to be an eventual hero for his adopted daughter! Can I have more flair for the dramatic? This would be perfect for me! ;) -
I was driving my friend's car around. Oh wait, let me get this straight first. We were *best* friends. I drove his car. He peddled my bike. I played his video games. He took my hockey trading cards. His family treated me like I was another son. When I say his family, I mean everyone! Uncles, aunts, cousins etc! We were brothers. Although if you looked at us, we were very different in upbringing not to mention our skin colour.
So I was driving his car around. He was away or something, I can't really remember. His driving was, how you say, obnoxious at times. One move he used to do is just honk his horn recklessly and do a left turn in the middle of the intersection when it suited him. The oncoming car would always slow down or stop. I'm sure he was keeping an eye on the traffic to make sure the other cars were going to stop. However this illusion escaped me at the time. I decided to do the same thing and turn left at an intersection while honking the horn on his car. This time the opposite car didn't stop.
I've regretted that moment pretty much all of my life. No harm was done, except for our friendship. We tried to continue on. I helped with his new car as much as I could. I apologized profusely many times over. But his extreme love for improvements to his car, and my stubborness eventually worked against us. We ran into each other once or twice when I used to hang out in Surrey. Last time I saw him, he told me me he wouldn't be able to move on until his car was finished. I told him to look me up when that happens. I haven't heard from him since. -
I think if I belonged to a religious entity, I would be devoted church goer. I would go back to the church and fulfill my duties. I imagine I would enjoy looking up to a higher being that would explain the reasoning behind tragedies and catastrophes. I don't think I would walk away from that.
However, being who I really am - I think I would party it up, leave the church and become an Asian GQ model! :) -
I don't want to toot my own horn but I was surprised how natural fatherhood came to me. I can't help but feel I was born to be a dad. Holding Linden makes every negative part of a bad day just melt away. I enjoy providing for him whether it is jostling and cuddling with him when he's upset, changing his diaper when it smells, or feeding him upon demand.
I didn't expect sleep deprivation to be so hard on me! I've read all about how babies require food every 1 to 2 hours for the first month or so. But to actually experience it! Yikes, it was tough! We had to wake up a grumpy baby to fill up his pea sized tummy. It was certainly all worth it. But holey toledo Batman, I don't even want to imagine what Jana was going through. -
I was thinking about this the other day when I drove by a billboard depicting exactly what you were talking about. I could be the first and only Asian male model on GQ Magazine! I'm not sure how I would deal with all the attention. But I'm sure I could handle the stress with all the recognition and flowers that would be lavished on me. All the teeny boppers and groupies that would follow me! Wow just imagine the life!
Instead, I married a hot blue eyed blonde and had one of the cutest babies in the world. I think I did good. :)
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I think I'm OCD about stacks. Stacks you ask? When I stack my loose change at home, or else my papers on my desk, I want them straight and organized. I hate it when they're slanted, or crooked. To me, it makes the pile look messy and unkempt. That means my quarters stay with quarters in neat and tidy rows. Loonies in a row, together and neat. I'm sure you get it.
Same with my paperwork in the office. Files should be organized and in chronological order. Or else if not that, they should certainly be in alphabetical order. I'm quite particular about that. -
Here is the most resounding and unequivocal response I could give: I would chose to never golf again. Linden is one of the best things to happen to me. I love the way he looks around with wonderment in his big brown eyes. Everything is new and exciting to him. I can't imagine not cuddling with him before bed. And to give up potentially having another child? I think my answer is obvious!
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"Blo" from what I understand is the street term for cocaine. Since I haven't tried "blo" before, I can't say that I miss it.
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Yes, I will buy Ritchie, Cheryl and Christ a bubble tea also. Or maybe, you guys can all come over and we'll learn how to make one with my trusty blender / magic bullet!
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