Tania Turns 25 x Birthday Bunnie Party x Charm Modern Thai

Tania Yan's 25th Birthday Bunnie party at Charm Modern Thai restaurant in Yaletown on November 4, 2011. Photos by Tania.



A couple weeks ago, I trekked down to Yaletown to celebrate everyone's favourite "bunnie" and her 25th birthday. Above: Queenie Cao (left) and Tania Yan (middle), the birthday girl herself.

Cocktails x The Diamond Bar x Gastown

Drinks at The Diamond restaurant and bar in Gastown on August 31, 2011.



(Left to right: Colin's Lawn and Buck Buck Mule.) I love coming going to The Diamond for drinks. It's a charming little bar in Gastown.

#Rick25: BirthDAZE x Dinner x Party x Tweetup x Subeez Cafe

My 25th BirthDAZE Tweetup at Subeez Cafe on August 3, 2011 (actual birthday on July 31).

"You get sloppy drunk. I stay whisky neat." – Donald Glover

XXV. 25 years. Last night was my much hyped (not really) birthday dinner, party, and tweetup.

Vancity Buzz x 3rd Birthday x Boat Party x False Creek

Vancity Buzz's 3rd birthday boat party aboard Abitibi at the Plaza of Nations in False Creek on July 23, 2011.



Photographed: Angela Jung, Natasha Jung, Emily Tsang, Matt Linsangan and Jay Castro from Hamburger Disco, DJ Christine Yurie, Crystal Kwon and Karm Sumal from Vancity Buzz, Minna Van from The Network Hub, Dammy Og from Reach Magazine, Tania Yan from Bunnie Bar, Chin Chin Ho, and Queenie Tang.

Dinner x Drinks x The Irish Heather x Gastown

Birthday dinner and drinks at The Irish Heather European GastroPub in Gastown on August 6, 2010.



Last Friday night, I left my trusty Canon PowerShot S90 point and shoot camera at home for the first time in ages. I went to a birthday dinner for an acquaintance I barely knew.

My 22nd Year

XXIII. hate birthdays. I always have, my own anyways. They are meaningless, random days of the year. A hollow, empty measure of numbers that act as made up milestones for what is essentially any other day. Any day derives its meaning and memories from what happened that particular day, whether seized, lived to the fullest or not.

Anyhow, twenty-three short years ago today, I was born. This past year, years twenty-two to twenty-three of my life, I do not think I have ever felt so much loss in one single year in my entire life. My twenty-second year of living was less than stellar and failed to live up to the promise of its potential. In other words, it was not so great. I am already usually moody on my birthdays, but this year will be a doozy. Aside: on my eighth birthday, my father and I discovered my grandfather dead in his apartment. That was not fun.