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Sunday, October 30th, 2005
12:05 am
My current means of escaping:


Gwen Stefani (and hiding away within my way too expensive Harajuku Lovers sweater)

my bf and my bff

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Wednesday, September 21st, 2005
9:44 am - hm...
I don't know why this is bothering me. I mean, I'm not even a Beatle's fan. It's probably just part of the drama I seek to make my life whole. Like the O.C.

Meet Cynthia Lennon:

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John Lennon's forgotten ex-wife pre-Yoko. Feels "airbrushed" out of the story. Had a baby with him. "Isn't bitter" (...right). Wrote a book to tell her side of the story, that John wasn't as wonderful as the world perceives him to be (that he beat her, etc.). Wants to be included. "The fans deserve [the truth]."

I'm sick of her already. Is on her 4th marriage, but insists on being called Cynthia LENNON. Capitalizing on her past relationship (of 7 years) with John Lennon. Claims she isn't bitter (...right).

He's dead. Leave him alone.

Meet May Pang:

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OK, cute. Yay Chinese (but...). Had a less than two-year affair with John Lennon inter-Yoko. Also feels "airbrushed" out of the story of his life. Also capitalizing on her mere 1.5 years as his lover. The lady's 55, probably has had numerous boyfriends, has two kids with ex-husband. Has dedicated her life to being known as John Lennon's once-lover.

Gah...can't people please move on? I feel sorry for the boyfriends and husbands that came after John. It's like THEY don't exist, never mind those ladies who want in. Everyone has to write their book (ew Amber Frey) and tell their story, to make themselves important and to get famous off of somebody they once knew.

The reason why you weren't mentioned much is because you weren't that important to his life. Get over it.

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Tuesday, September 20th, 2005
3:28 pm
i'm getting laid off. already! yeah, i know it was only a temp job to begin with, but i'm starting to like working here. i'm getting used to it! i guess this how fast paced real life is.

i feel like a blob. i blame the weather.

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Monday, September 19th, 2005
2:57 pm - new e-mail and stuff...
So, I figured that since I am now working from 8-5 in an office with a bunch of engineers, I'd be a soulless robot. I guess I am not. At least not emotionally. I just found out (within an hour!) two pieces of information (via myspace...how about that) that are wrenching at my heart. I don't mean to meddle in other people's affairs, but they most certainly do affect me (and all that I've experienced in the past). I appear normal, but I can assure you that if you look me in the eyes, you'd be able to tell that I am blubbering on the inside, and I don't know why. asdf!@$#@~

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Sunday, September 18th, 2005
1:47 am

*bloc party
*arcade fire (too much for words)
*311 (drumline-esque (think bd) drum break...wowee wow wow!)

apparently everyone and their MOTHERS play the drums...as they very well should.

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Friday, September 16th, 2005
3:34 pm
I finally read The Da Vinci Code, after 2 years of hype. Wow, it sure is hype-worthy. Wow, wow, wow. I guess if they were right about this one, I should probably get on with the Harry Potter series.

Any other recommendations?

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Sunday, September 11th, 2005
12:32 am
My teeth are sore, in a good way. I'm finally wearing my retainers after like 2 months without wearing them, maybe even 3. I had this dream last night that I hadn't worn them, so once I put them in, my teeth started gapping and my 4 front teeth came loose and were just hanging by strings of gum, and I had to manually stick them back into the gums. I thought it was a sign.

I had an awesome day with Jack. Lots of indecisiveness and shopping!! Man, I bought a vintage curtain (for my couch) for $40!! Who the hell am I? *sigh* I think I spent my paycheck money within 20 minutes. Why does money go faster than you can make it? Why is it easier to gain weight than lose it? Why is it easier to lower your grades than to raise them? Life sucks in that way.

So, I think my haircut is mullet like, and my friend thinks it's so Asian. What a terrible combination.

Jason comes home tomorrow! I'm so happy!!!! It's been too long...

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Friday, September 9th, 2005
2:23 pm
Checking out myspace profiles of people who went to cypress high school, this is what I found trends in...

-Lots of people who you didn't know liked Asian people (both girls and boys) are with Asian people now.
-Everyone (yes everyone, because I'm a part-time generalist) is MARRIED!!
-Everyone went to CSULB.
-Everyone is dating a burly white guy (where'd they all come from??)
-Everyone moved out of Cypress.
-Everyone is hot now. *jealous*
-Everyone has kids now! *jealous?*

I'm still waiting for the ones who gained, like, Kirstie Alley weight since high school. Haven't found any, most seem to have lost weight.

Man, seriously, though, it seems like every other profile, from my class, has wedding or kid photos on them. I thought that the 30s were the new 20s, but now that I've seen these, I'm feeling like the 20s are the new 30s, and more so than ever do I feel like my biological clock is ticking. They'll be grandmas by the time I have my first (probably retarded...ahh...old eggs) kid. I'm just wondering if all of these babies were planned. It's none of my business, but just out of curiosity. It's strange to see people from elementary school with babies; we used to play handball and sand tag together! I don't know if I should feel glad I didn't take that path, or jealous because they've gotten to that level of being that I haven't yet. I still feel like a kid. What am I talking...I AM A KID! Either way, I feel like a loser with a receptionist job despite my B.S. from UCLA. *sigh* And marriage? How can one be so young, yet so sure that they are the ones they want to be with for the rest of their lives? Or is marriage not such a commitment anymore, and just the "thing to do?" I bet they get their engagement rings from Robbins Brothers. (Skip and Steve....ARGH!!!!) I'm not bitter! I'm just intrigued by how different from mine my classmates' lives turned out.

I got a haircut. I can't stop thinking that I have a mullet.

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Tuesday, September 6th, 2005
3:56 pm - *tear*
Oh Gilligan, how I miss you so...

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Friday, September 2nd, 2005
1:52 am
I shouldn't be on livejournal right now. I should be in R.E.M. I can't sleep. I had boba milk tea just a few hours ago. Smart one, huh? I need to wake up at 6:45am. I have a temp job as a receptionist! At a company that makes circuit boards (?) for the military! What the...I know. I got it through appleone. Went for my interview today, and am starting job tomorrow. Good pay, too! More than I've ever made in my years as an employee. I hope I don't disappoint them, especially having gotten my B.S. already, I'm sure they'll be expecting more than I can offer...as a receptionist. It's in Yorba Linda. Half of my paycheck will be going to gas. @#$%~!! Especially since I'm now driving my brother's Ford Explorer Sportrac. I always disapproved the excessive and unnecessary use of large trucks and SUVs by Americans, but honestly...it feels good, really good. I can be such a walking driving contradiction.

I had the most amazing experience yesterday, and I don't think I'll ever forget it. I went in for my ambulance ride along, the last step to completing my EMT class. It was insane, a 14 hour shift. It started out slowly, but picked up towards the afternoon. There was the old lady who experienced emotional distress over a domestic dispute, pretending to feel sick and have chest pains, the pregnant costco worker who felt weak and dizzy over not having eaten all day, the lady who tried to commit suicide by overdosing on pills at the cemetery, the kid who got hit by a car while riding his bike without a helmet (non-fatal), the baby and teen who had seizures. My favorite of the day, however, was the gsw (gunshot wound). That was intense. He got shot in the groin, and they totally let me help! I helped apply pressure to the wound to slow/stop the bleeding and help hold up the saline/IV bag. He was in pain, but managed to request that we bring along the iced tea that he had bought before getting shot (it was still cold). I think it was maternal instinct or something, but in the ambulance, i was trying to calm him down by stroking his hair, which was wet and cold from sweat (no worries, i had gloves on). I helped to cut his clothes off, too. Man, it was just...really exciting. I'm totally convinced that I want to be an EMT for the next year and a half. And it didn't hurt that one of my EMTs was, well, hubba-hubba, to say the least. ;-) A funny thing is that I just bought a new AA white polo for the job, and usually, I get like stains on my white or off-white clothing from food or whatever random dirt, but this time, working with blood and sweat and everything, there wasn't a single stain on it. Impressive, no?

Anyway, I hope I didn't violate any HIPPA codes by telling you my story.

Snow peas out.

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Saturday, August 20th, 2005
8:04 pm - funny thing...
despite the fact that I am on my way home from Arizona (somewhere between where they have Coachella and that casino that uses James Earl Jones' voice for their advertisement), I have managed to find a Starbucks and go online. I love technology.

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Wednesday, August 17th, 2005
2:16 am - I love my family
Cousin Jennifer: Did you know that [my friend] thinks that my dad is handsome??
Brother Daniel: So she thinks he's a DILF?


[cleaning up our apartment]
Dad: There were feathers on Uyen's carpet. Did you guys raise chickens?
Me: Um...she had goose down pillows.
Dad: ooooohh...yeah.


[on the phone]
Mom: I just called to tell Di-di the song that I like on the radio (hums "Don't cha" - Pussycat Dolls).

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Thursday, August 11th, 2005
10:38 pm
I had another awesome day, although it had to start off a little rotten with the folks.

I've decided that I'm going to move out in Decemberish. It's only my 4th day home from the apartment and I'm already ready to move out. I'm thinking about working two jobs. I already applied for one (new store in HB!) and I have to wait a while for the second. I really hope I get the first one. Discount!! Anyway, then I'll be able to afford to stay away from here. I think that's the secret to being loved.

Having to grow up has really brought me down. I was the perfect kid, but I am far from the perfect adult. My parents want me to grow up (and fast), but who would want to do that when your parents gave you the most awesome childhood? If you ask me, it's kind of harsh to bring me up a certain way and then throw me out into the sea and expect me to just be able to swim against the current. Without proper training, I will be swept out to sea. I guarantee it.

But if you're talking extremes, then I will respond in extremes, which is why I've decided to move out so soon. I'm through with hypocrisy.

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Monday, August 8th, 2005
11:43 pm
I want to write a poem to my best bud, and you know who you are...

My buddy
My buddy
Wherever I go, you go too
My buddy
My buddy
My buddy and me

Oh wait, that one's taken, huh?

Anyway, I had an awesome time today. Well, after a grievous day yesterday (is that a word?) of moving out of my apartment (i'll miss that cockroach infested place), I'm finally at home in Cypress. What better way to be welcomed home than with a half-day with my best bud, jack. We went around Cypress to take some pictures. I had this idea last night to make a photojournal of Cypress of places that I remember from when I was a kid, like Arby's (at night) and the library (the civic center where people used to skate). Let's just say it wasn't a complete success. We were kind of discouraged when we went to Lexington JHS and Cypress High and found that it was under major construction. We got kicked out of Lexington five feet away from exiting. We were like "no shit." And then the guy spilled his coffee. I TOTALLY believe in karma!

And then we had iced coffee from starbucks and it was much needed, 'cause it was so hot today. i wore bright orange. just representing caltrans. now i know how they feel. just missing the white helmet. afterwards, we went to spectrum to shop a little (bought new shoes...no control whatsoever) and watched "March of the Penguins." I think they're human, but super! At least human-like! But that's what I say about Latte. No, but seriously, I watched it with an evolutionary perspective. I love science. It just makes sense. Wish I had been a more serious student, though. Oh well, too late for regrets.

I heard somebody got married. We're a little upset that we didn't get invited, much less heard about it. That's ok, though.

I'm excited about Thursday. Jack is going to get his eyebrow pierced and I'm tempted to get another one, but nothing else would look that great on me. I was looking up prices for an eyebrow piercing, and I stumbled upon something called a "Prince Albert" piercing. Boy, was I shocked (and disgusted) when I found out what it was. I was duped, because I was thinking that it was something nice, like Prince Albert Island, you know, that place where they filmed "Anne of Green Gables." [someone just corrected me that it was Prince Edward Island...I knew that...]

Disneyland tomorrow! Yay!! And they just opened up Space mountain. I should wear my wait-in-line-for-hours shoes. Man, it's going to be so packed, but I'm excited, because this time it will be with my heart, Jason. :)

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Saturday, July 30th, 2005
10:57 pm - another sporadic entry
I thought I'd write 'cause I had an awesome day.

I started out my day with a trip to Hollywood to attend an open-casting call for Pirates of the Carribean 3. My friend, Jun, told us about this and said they needed a lot of Asian people 'cause part of the movie takes place in Singapore. Most girls, such as my friend, Catherine, who I went with, are doing it mainly to meet Johnny Depp. I, however, am doing it for the fame. Just kidding. It's more like for the "been there, done that" thing. We got there, and found out that the Asian women they need were mainly for concubines and prostitutes. I was pretty bummed, because I'd been practicing my wench face, thinking that they needed cannibals and hags. *shrug* Maybe they'll see my polaroid and create the part for me. Anyway, it was just, basically, filling out a card, and getting our picture taken. I hope it get it. Wish me luck! :) Jun was supposed to come with us, but a bunch of his family friends were with him, so we didn't get to hang out, but it was still cool. Catherine and I had an awesome time.

Afterwards, Catherine and I went to Pink's. OMG, so good. The last time I was there, I wasn't able to eat because of the "person" I was with. You know the feeling, when things can (and will) come out, but nothing can go in. Anyway, that was a long time ago, and I devoured the dog with ease.

We decided not to do Melrose and headed back to the eastside. We craved jamba, so we drove from Rowland Heights to Brea. BUT, on a detour, we got 2nd holes pierced in our ears! It looks so ridiculous right now, 'cause the studs are the same! Big white gold studs. But, I have my eyes on these guitar studs and turtle studs, but it'll be a long time until I can even take them out (and even afford any). I'm down to $28 in my checking account. Ayayay.

At Jamba, in Brea, where I got the usual original orange dream machine (orgasmic, to say the least), there were these 3 girls with skimpy bathing suit tops, short shorts, and sneakers. They were between sunburn and tan, and I was trying to figure out if they had gone to the beach, but it couldn't have been, because of the sneakers. Then, I nearly concluded that they were taking a break from jogging out in the hot sun. I almost left satisfied with my answer when they started talking to these 2 geeky guys. I was like "do they know each other?" Nah. We all left at the same time, and they were still talking to each other, and being the super sleuth that I am, realized "aha! they're drum corpers!" It all made sense! So, heading to my car, which happened to be pretty much next to the two geeks', I was like "heeeeyyyy, I'm just wondering, what activity are you guys coming from?" And one guy was like "why?" and I didn't know how to answer that, so he just said, "We're drummers in a drum corps." And I was like "Pacific Crest?" 'cause once, a bunch of us skipped out on lunch and just went to Jamba Juice. And they're like "yeah." All of a sudden, a wave of emotions hit me, and I told them that I was in it, and how I miss it so much, and that I knew this person and that person and he's like "oh yeah, I dated her" and I was like "so, YOU'RE that guy." And that guy also did RCC, but a year after I left. It was so crazy. I miss it so much! You have no idea! And all of my friends and stuff. Seriously, my drum corps friends are pretty much the most amazing people you can ever hope to meet. And I'm sure all of my drum corps friends (no matter where you marched) can attest to that.

And then we ended at Ten Ren. Good times.

I have a lot of new things to look forward to, but I can't help looking back and missing everything I used to have, everyone I used to know. It's kind of a bittersweet feeling. I don't know how to cope except to feel sad. I kind of move on by default, but I'm hella lucky to be meeting awesome people on the way. And I'm happy about what I'm doing with my life. I have so much to be excited for. But, I'm thinking that whoever I am in the future, will be a result of what I had in the past, so it'll pretty much always be with me.

I do plan on re-contacting those who I think will be my friends forever (zack-attack style).

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Wednesday, July 6th, 2005
8:21 pm - in china...
I wonder if people still read livejournal anymore. oh well, this is for the people who do.

i'm in china! this is our 4th day here (of about 10, i think). we're at a pc place. apparently they're still popular here. gaming is so big. yuck.

we did so much, it's crazy. just a quick list:

great wall of china
downtown beijing
tiananmen square
the forbidden city/palace
jinan lake
jinan natural spring
foot massage parlor (mmm...)
confucius' hometown/temple/burial ground
(we even met one of confucius' descendents. interesting fact: 6 out of 10 people living in that city are descendents of confucius, with last name Kong (confucius' last name.)

lots of other stories, and lots of drama, especially when you hang out with the same people the whole time. it's hard to avoid.

i love this trip, though. it's shed a new light on my view of china and chinese people. i can actually say i'm proud(er) to be chinese (although you still get the occasional public nose-picker).

Anyway, maybe i'll write more when i find another pc club.


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Tuesday, March 8th, 2005
3:45 pm
I'm a fan of pretentiousness and arrogance...
...only when you don't think that you're better than me.

It's been over a week since I finished Middlesex, and I still can't stop thinking about it. I'm not a literary expert, by any means, but it brought out all sorts of emotions that I didn't think a book could do, really pulling on my heartstrings - even now. I want everyone to read it (if you haven't already - Jack borrows my copy next) because I want to talk about it and see what other people think. Wish I knew of an English class reading it (Aiko, know of any?) that I can sit in on. Maybe I shouldn't, though. I kind of just want to just take in the book as I did at the time of reading it, even if my interpretation is not as complex as it really should be.

Jeffrey Eugenides is a genius.

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Friday, February 11th, 2005
12:11 pm
it smells like earthworms today.

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Wednesday, February 2nd, 2005
12:18 pm - 3rd week shouldn't be hell week.
I had a wonderful weekend (only for it to be followed by a horrible week). I went shopping with the boys. So much good stuff! *melts* And for excellent prices, too. I fear that my supply is running short (must get more!).

My week hasn't been really good. My meeting with a professor on Monday was pretty lame. I was asking him about grad school, and he kind of went off on a tangent. There were so many things I wanted to ask him, but when I get nervous, I just tend to forget. So, our meeting ended up being 10 minutes long. How is 10 minutes supposed to help me decide what to do with my life? Anyway, I think my only chances of getting a post-bac education is at a state school, CSULA, CSUDH... It's just sobering to know that you had so much potential, and now there's no hope. When your family thought that you could've been something great, like a doctor, but now they just want you to find a job, and all their hopes are now put on somebody else. I'd rather be the person who fails in their early years and slaps people in the face with their future success, than the one to just end up disappointing everyone and being forgotten. I have a problem kissing up to professors, or even asking them for help, although I realized that that's what you have to do in order to make something of yourself.

I had an interview with two professors after my meeting with the first, for my field biology quarter to Ecuador. They said that there were 15 spots for 22 applicants. If I didn't have to go as my major requirement, they so wouldn't have picked me. The girl before me was so upbeat, and I could tell she put them in a good mood and gave them awesome responses. When I went in, I said all of the wrong things. I told them that I knew I wanted to do something in conservation biology and was so broad about it. I even told them that I didn't do much research on it, and that was such a lie. I meant to say that I didn't find exactly what I wanted yet, but instead I had to say that. I didn't know what I was talking about, and they knew it. *sigh*

I have a lab practical (exam) today, which I had a nightmare about last night. I'm prepared, but I still dread this class. I'm trying so hard not to fail this class that I'm not paying attention to my other classes, which are supposed to be interesting.

My therapy is the bus. I've been trying to save money, and by doing so, I also get to relax. My therapy is also shopping, though, which pretty much cancels out the bus thing.

Have to go to the zoo this weekend.

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Friday, January 28th, 2005
1:50 pm - thanks aiko
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