1. What did you do in 2009 that you'd never done before?
Got a tattoo, went to a rave, got drunk and made out with a boy (who ended up becoming my boyfriend so its all good), use up the entire balance on my credit card, try absinthe, graduate college, plan 3 big parties (never again, I spend too much $ and hate cleaning), drank until I vomited and blacked out
2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I never make resolutions.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth or get pregnant?
Not thaaat close.
4. Did anyone close to you get married?
Engaged, yes.
5. Did anyone close to you die?
Uncle Don, TJ, Connie, Title, Michelle.
6. Travel?
LA 3x's, Pennsylvania, New York, New Jersey
7. Did you move anywhere?
NOPE.
8. What was the best month?
Hmmm...September and December. Because they both involved a lot of Killer.
9. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?
More time, like, waaaaay more time with Killer.
10. What date(s) from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
I dunno dates so I'm listing places.
Bonfire at Ocean Beach- just a nice big reunion. Tons of people and I just wanted one person to talk to me. Apparently he tried and yeah, I chickened out.
Anytime at Mua - because I drunkenly made out with Killer one time, dealt with his drunk friend another time, then I acted the hot mess another time. I'm pretty sure I hate Mua. Mua = disaster.
Table Rock - it was too gay and romantical. Beautiful secluded beach, hot boyfriend, blue water, setting sun.
Roseville - time moves a little slower there. I need more of that.
Irvine - Same as Roseville.
11. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Letting him love me. No more cat & mouse and in & out. Here to stay.
Aaand, graduating.
12. What was your biggest failure?
Blacking out after a night at Mua.
13. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Hangovers.
14. What was the best thing you bought?
A typewriter and snowboard jacket.
15. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Gnat, for being a fun drunk.
16. Whose behavior made you appalled and/or depressed?
My family. They hate me.
17. Where did most of your money go?
BART, food, Christmas gifts.
18. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Lord of the Rings Symphony in NYC that I didn't make it to.
Anytime I got to see Killer. He makes me a giddy schoolgirl it's absolutely disgusting.
19. What song will always remind you of 2009?
Anything Lady Gaga I guess. And Chelsea Dagger haha.
20. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder?
Waaaay happier
ii. richer or poorer?
Waaay poorer
21. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Saving money
22. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Whining
23. How will you be spending New Year's Eve/Day?
Already spent, with Killer (again) but this time we got to cupcake and stuff.
24. What was an unexpected surprise?
Apart from the fact that Killer is now my significant other, it would have to be the time I decided to go to Irvine after not making it to NY and the time he decided to visit me before driving back to Irvine.
25. Did you fall in love in 2009?
Yes =)
26. What was the best concert you've been to this year?
Trailer Music Live. For the material. Not the company I was with.
27. What was your favorite TV program?
Gossip Girl, Grey's Anatomy, Keeping Up With The Kardashians has now become a guilty pleasure.
28. Do you dislike anyone now that you didn't dislike this time last year?
Don't think so.
29. What was the best book you read?
God, did I even read anything this year? Twilight? But I think I finished it before last New Years...
30. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Trailer Music Live...EPIC ROCK.
31. What did you want and get?
Max
32. What did you want and not get?
Parents that would listen instead of threaten.
33. What was your favorite film of this year?
Gaah, right at the very end...SHERLOCK HOLMES. And The Boat That Rocked was awesome. Zombieland, Up, The Hurt Locker, Harry Potter 6, Star Trek, Inglourious Basterds, The September Issue, 500 Days of Summer,
34. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
First I partied it up in the wilderness (camping). Returned home, had a sushi dinner that my hungover ass couldn't stomach, then slooowwly sipped ice wine and munched on kettle corn with some friends and a scary movie. Oh, I turned 20.
35. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
More Killer.
36. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009?
*shrugs*
37. What kept you sane?
Killer, Nutella, Coffee, Sleep.
38. What political issue stirred you the most?
Same-sex marriage
39. Who did you miss?
Killer.
40. Random Memories from 2009?
I feel like everything is a blur up until September 8th.
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1/4/10
12/28/09
my sister renamed all my final portfolio folders saved on the desktop computer.
"you're so immature"
"get out of my life"
"i hate you"
"i never want to see you again"
"move out"
"stupid"
"stupid2"
"stupid3"
unfortunately, i can't fulfill her wishes because my parents love torturing me here at the house. second, she doesn't hate me as much as i thought since she ran out of ideas for cruel folder names after "stupid".
i really don't mind her hating me, but I NEVER hate people unless I was 100% sure that I was better than them. She's got nothing on me so...no matter!
"you're so immature"
"get out of my life"
"i hate you"
"i never want to see you again"
"move out"
"stupid"
"stupid2"
"stupid3"
unfortunately, i can't fulfill her wishes because my parents love torturing me here at the house. second, she doesn't hate me as much as i thought since she ran out of ideas for cruel folder names after "stupid".
i really don't mind her hating me, but I NEVER hate people unless I was 100% sure that I was better than them. She's got nothing on me so...no matter!
lifelong siesta
This transition part sucks.
As a designer, I've been conditioned for 2.5 ridiculous years to take one thing that inspires me and distort it, change it, flip it, invert it, crop it, smooth it...INTERPRET it as many different ways as possible so that I can create for myself a huge array of garments from which I can pick out the 12-14 pieces that make up a collection.
I am conditioned to take an idea and run with it. Movement, adaptation, and growth. Very important.
So what's going on now is that with my newly graduated ass, I am ready to explore; ready to move, ready to search, ready to work, ready to act the adult part. But my parents are strapping me to the ground; threatening me with paying rent, car insurance, a lease on the car, health, cell phone, and internet. Because you've got to AFFORD to be an adult.
I never expected my parents to let me have the easy way out but GOD THIS SUCKS. As a parent, you should be nurturing and guiding and kind. Give the kid what they need to grow and remind them to thank you for what you have been given. It's like begging for water but being charged for it first. I feel like I am in prison. I am under a contract. I thought about driving to Roseville but I swear they'd call the cops on me for a stolen vehicle. I thought paying off my school loans for the next ten years was going to be my prison but no, it goes far beyond that.
All because they made a big deal out of me wanting to go to the bf's house for dinner. They say I don't spend enough time with my family (they ate and drank scotch around a full dinner table while the kids stayed upstairs). They say I don't need a relationship; that I should be focusing on my career--HELLO, its the fucking holiday and everything is closed. I just wanted one fucking day.
They also said that "it doesn't matter what good or bad things you do because in the Asian culture people are always going to talk" FUCK that. The more they bring up "Thai Society" or "Asian culture" or "you're not FULL American"...it just makes me want to punch a wall. First of all, the only way anything bad could have leaked was if they spread the news themselves. Second, I've done a shitload of fucking work, more work than any of my friends who attend respectable UC's so shutthefuckup. I've worked my ass off during MY Finals week and time and time again its the same kids that get the recognition for being pretty, speaking Thai, attending a UC, and generally sucking up to all the old people. I don't need the recognition, I just want the assholes who talk bad about me (if there are any like my parents say...) they should at least consider what I have done.
I am a people-pleaser. I work hard, I sweat, I hurt, I am well-presented, I'm there first, I'm the last to leave, I'm there 110%, I volunteer, I smile, I'll do the bitch-work. I suck it up, I'll gain your trust, I want you to rely on me. I'm 90% sure if you were to ask any of the the 30+ coworkers, volunteer coordinators and and other connections I've done work with...they'd have something good to say about me and my work. The other 10% involves the folks who probably don't remember me because I don't talk much. The only people who have a problem with me are my own parents.
I've hardly got my own life to live right now. It's just bills. My bedroom is the only sanctuary I've got. And then I get to see Killer for New Years Eve. After that he's back to Irvine and "I don't know when we'll see each other" he said. How tragic.
***
Also, I googled my name and found a blog that mentioned Rodney. I think he may have found the same info as myself, a band's website whose album was dedicated to him and another guy "whose lives were taken much too soon" but his blog finished off in a short sentence that Rodney killed himself.
Rodney's cause of death has always been veiled...to this day I'm still unsure of how it happened. I clearly remember my dad asking my uncle a few years after his passing about how it happened and he didn't give us an answer.
I've always thought of Rodney as being good enough; that whoever lives Upstairs and controls our lives' on/off switch thought he was awesome enough to get to move on to the next life. I knew he was crazy busy, stressed out, and probably lonely. Our age difference prevented me from ever getting to be his "go-to" person if he needed a friend or someone to complain to but I still wish over and over that he could have been mine.
I've got Killer. He's my safety net, and he's not going anywhere :)
As a designer, I've been conditioned for 2.5 ridiculous years to take one thing that inspires me and distort it, change it, flip it, invert it, crop it, smooth it...INTERPRET it as many different ways as possible so that I can create for myself a huge array of garments from which I can pick out the 12-14 pieces that make up a collection.
I am conditioned to take an idea and run with it. Movement, adaptation, and growth. Very important.
So what's going on now is that with my newly graduated ass, I am ready to explore; ready to move, ready to search, ready to work, ready to act the adult part. But my parents are strapping me to the ground; threatening me with paying rent, car insurance, a lease on the car, health, cell phone, and internet. Because you've got to AFFORD to be an adult.
I never expected my parents to let me have the easy way out but GOD THIS SUCKS. As a parent, you should be nurturing and guiding and kind. Give the kid what they need to grow and remind them to thank you for what you have been given. It's like begging for water but being charged for it first. I feel like I am in prison. I am under a contract. I thought about driving to Roseville but I swear they'd call the cops on me for a stolen vehicle. I thought paying off my school loans for the next ten years was going to be my prison but no, it goes far beyond that.
All because they made a big deal out of me wanting to go to the bf's house for dinner. They say I don't spend enough time with my family (they ate and drank scotch around a full dinner table while the kids stayed upstairs). They say I don't need a relationship; that I should be focusing on my career--HELLO, its the fucking holiday and everything is closed. I just wanted one fucking day.
They also said that "it doesn't matter what good or bad things you do because in the Asian culture people are always going to talk" FUCK that. The more they bring up "Thai Society" or "Asian culture" or "you're not FULL American"...it just makes me want to punch a wall. First of all, the only way anything bad could have leaked was if they spread the news themselves. Second, I've done a shitload of fucking work, more work than any of my friends who attend respectable UC's so shutthefuckup. I've worked my ass off during MY Finals week and time and time again its the same kids that get the recognition for being pretty, speaking Thai, attending a UC, and generally sucking up to all the old people. I don't need the recognition, I just want the assholes who talk bad about me (if there are any like my parents say...) they should at least consider what I have done.
I am a people-pleaser. I work hard, I sweat, I hurt, I am well-presented, I'm there first, I'm the last to leave, I'm there 110%, I volunteer, I smile, I'll do the bitch-work. I suck it up, I'll gain your trust, I want you to rely on me. I'm 90% sure if you were to ask any of the the 30+ coworkers, volunteer coordinators and and other connections I've done work with...they'd have something good to say about me and my work. The other 10% involves the folks who probably don't remember me because I don't talk much. The only people who have a problem with me are my own parents.
I've hardly got my own life to live right now. It's just bills. My bedroom is the only sanctuary I've got. And then I get to see Killer for New Years Eve. After that he's back to Irvine and "I don't know when we'll see each other" he said. How tragic.
***
Also, I googled my name and found a blog that mentioned Rodney. I think he may have found the same info as myself, a band's website whose album was dedicated to him and another guy "whose lives were taken much too soon" but his blog finished off in a short sentence that Rodney killed himself.
Rodney's cause of death has always been veiled...to this day I'm still unsure of how it happened. I clearly remember my dad asking my uncle a few years after his passing about how it happened and he didn't give us an answer.
I've always thought of Rodney as being good enough; that whoever lives Upstairs and controls our lives' on/off switch thought he was awesome enough to get to move on to the next life. I knew he was crazy busy, stressed out, and probably lonely. Our age difference prevented me from ever getting to be his "go-to" person if he needed a friend or someone to complain to but I still wish over and over that he could have been mine.
I've got Killer. He's my safety net, and he's not going anywhere :)
11/12/09
Dammit Commercials
Two Names You Go By
1. Panda
2. Gerbil
Two Parts of Your Heritage
1. Thai
2. Laotian
Two things that scare you
1. Butterflies
2. The day I decide to learn stickshift
Two of Your Everyday Essentials
1. Crackberry
2. Ipod
Two Things You Are Wearing Right Now
1. Flannel pants
2. High collar lace top
Two of Your Favorite Bands or Musical Artists
1. New Radicals
2. William Fitzsimmons
Two of Your Favorite Hobbies
1. Nothing (with Killer only)
2. Traveling
Two Things You Want Really Badly
1. Apartment in LA
2. Graduation
Two Places You Want to go on Vacation
1. New Orleans
2. Greece
Two Things You Want to Do Before You Die
1. Swim with a dolphin
2. Trainhop
Two Things You Are Thinking About Now
1. Fuck, homework
2. Fuck, more homework.
Two Stores You Shop At
1. Thrifttown
2. TJMaxx
Two people you haven’t talked to in a while
1. Francis
2. KellyVivian
Two favorite web sites
1. ffffound!
2. craigslist
Two Favorite Sports
1. Snowboarding
2. Swimming
Two things you did last night
1. Complain
2. Vegetate
Two shows you like to watch
1. SYTYCD
2. Gossip Girl
Two places you like to go to
1. Irvine
2. his bed
Two Favorite People
1. Killer
2. One
Two Favorite Subjects In School
1. Textile Science (owned that bitch)
2. Collection Development
Two Favorite Places to eat
1. Anywhere with sushi
2. Nola
Two People that live in your house
1. Mom
2. Dad
Two things you like about yourself (physical)
1. My eyes, bc they're bigger than most Asians, but pretty useless without visual aids.
2. Legs, thanks Dad.
Two things you ate today
1. French Fries
2. Reese's Pieces
Two people you last talked to
1. Killer
2. Mom
Two Things you’re doing tomorrow
1. School
2. Taking Monicuhzzz about town
Bored In Da Club
I remember doing this on xanga and how cryptic everyone would try to be with what they wrote. I think this should be easy to figure out.
10 things you could say to 10 different people right now…
1. On top of being sooo kind, generous, reliable, sweet....you are definitely one of the funnest people to be around. Laughing at/with you makes my stomach hurt. We got super close on the NY trip that almost didn't happen and I CANNOT WAIT for our next adventure.
2. I'm really astonished (in a good way) with how grown, mature, intelligent, hardworking, and positive you are. I may have had a wee, little bit to do with your growth, but only just a little bit. You're young, but one of the most amazing people I know. PS, take cold medicine or slow yourself down. You're trying to save the world and you're only 80 lbs.
3. Here's the deal. It felt like my world ended when I let you go for the better. And you wasted it. I don't want to talk to you...yet. Maybe later.
4. One day you'll make sense to me. One day I'll be proud of you. I may even admire you, respect you, do anything for you, but for now you prove nothing to me. You're just lazy and too mean. I want to learn to love you but I don't think I have a reason to.
5I love you. Too much. Funny how we both figured NOTHING would happen between us and 5 years later you've become my everything. I don't understand why/how I used to swoop in and out of your life bc now I can't imagine what'd it be like if you swooped out of mine. It's so easy to love you. I'm so gay for you, you make me gooey and sick and cheesy. You're so wonderful it makes me want to vomit. I was sposed to be the tough girl, but I'm glad I'm not anymore.
6 We've gotten really close this past year and I can't tell if you're like my older brother or not. You call me "lil sis" sometimes but I feel older than you haha.I DO tell you what to do most of the time, I'm the boss.
7. You are selfless, sooo hardworking, intelligent, driven, loving, caring, EVERYTHING that makes up a BEAUTIFUL, young woman. What you don't understand is that you are BEAUTIFUL on the outside. Stop hiding under those loose shirts and trousers! Let me dress you!
8.I miss you so much. I didn't know I could completely admire and adore and know what a best friend felt like until I met you. And now you're halfway around the world.
9. You were the bestest roommate ever. Kind, generous, CHILL, and you even put up with my consistent complaints about hw. I hope we reunite one day.
10. You get another because you're that special. If you decide to go, I will be more proud than sad. All I ask is that you try your hardest to make it back to me.
9 things people may not know about you
1. When I find a new favorite song, I can usually spend the entire day with it on repeat.
2. I HATE being in school with a passion. I really like working FOR a school though. Gah, I always have to be weird.
3. I don't believe in God or fate or destiny. I used to believe in a hint of all of the above, but I figured I was giving myself an excuse for the things I didn't want/was too scared to control.
4. I actually LOVE working myself til I collapse from exhaustion. As in doing WORK, not the gym or homework. That stuff is torture.
5. I couldn't imagine myself getting mugged/raped/beaten. I have to win all the time. I will kick them in the nuts, pull hair, kick shins, elbow heads, poke eyes...I HAVE to get away
6. I'm really shy, but coordinating/organizing/BOSSING other people around to get the job done is the only time I feel brave. Or when I've got something nice on.
7. I've got a liver of steel and I think it is the most unattractive thing everrr.
8. I was surprised that I still maintained friendships once I got my braces on. I feel ugly most of the time.
9. I wish I could dance more, I just need the guidance
8 ways to win my heart
1.Share chocolate with me
2. Be spontaneous. "Let's go to Paris!" "Okay!!!"
3. Hard-working/independent
4. Smile
5. Low on conflict/drama
6. Get my back, especially if I've got yours
7. Make me laugh
8. Patience, I'm slow to open up
7 things that cross your mind a lot
1.FUCK! Homework!
2. Downtown Los Angeles
3. I HATE SCHOOL
4. I love him. TOO MUCH!
5. ^^^ he's my motivation to get my ass graduated and relocated and working. I almost failed, he saved me haha.
6. I miss him.
7. Bed.
6 things you do before you fall asleep
1. Think about homework
2. Call/Skype Killer
3. Pretend he's there
4. Make sure my necklace is there
5. Check my alarm
6. Pick something wonderful to try to dream about
5 things you notice in the opposite sex
1.Smile! No mean muggin'
2.Whether or not he's gangster haha
3.If he opens the door for women
4. Their drive/motivation to get things done
5. Eyes
4 things you wish you never did
1. Got on that plane from SNA to SFO
2. Moved back to SF from LA
3. Called my Mom a bitch (just once)
4. Eh, that's it
3 songs to describe your life
1. Mother We Just Can't Get Enough
2. Move on Up
3. Gumption
2 things you want to do before you die
1. Know my quality
2. Have a strawberry daquiri
1 confession…
NOT TELLING!
11/3/09
Monday, November 2
ABC: Jimmy Kimmel Live: Cobra Starship (r)
FUEL: The Daily Habit: Peter, Bjorn & John
MTV: It's On With Alexa Chung: Weezer
CBS: Late Show With David Letterman: Carrie Underwood
NBC: The Jay Leno Show: Mariah Carey
NBC: The Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien: Tegan & Sara
NBC: Late Night With Jimmy Fallon: Say Anything
NBC: Last Call With Carson Daly: Arctic Monkeys (r)
how did i forget to watch tv tonight?!?! everything looks great except for carrie and mariah. i also forgot gossip girl...fortunately i recorded it.
HAHA his face is like "WTF WHAT IZZZ THIS MADNESS?!?! Is this my leftover change from the last bottle of Cristal I purchased? But I thought I used my American Express Black Card?"
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