she just wanna dance, dance...

i love asher roth. but i'm pretty sure my parental units wouldn't be too happy to hear that his songs all too often seem the anthems of my life...



also. is it appropriate to eat chinese takeout in a bar/club setting? how did i not know this? ALSO. i realize i'm posting a lot of videos lately...

c is for cookie

and cookie is for me. cookie, cookie, cookie, cookie, cookie is for me.

in comparison...

he's pretty hotata too. ...i don't think i meet his dancing standards though.

i know what them girls like

the styling is debatable. but the hotata factor is not. dennis o'neill is a prime example of some hot hapa. (half caucasian). let's just take a moment of silence to admire.

ouch.

photos from uristocrat/theclassfall'o9

don't stop til you get enough

i love going out. from getting ready with my friends, making them cocktails that they'll choke down so we don't have to pay the $6+$1 tip, taking the train while talking to random NU students, stumbling into mcdonalds for the much needed bathroom break, hugging close to each other on the dance floor as to avoid potential sukebs, to inhaling garlic pizza on the living room floor from papa romeo's at 4 in the morning with the top button of our skinny jeans undone. i love every second of it. sans the part where i have to run to mcdonalds to avoid crying in my pants...

trick or treat

happy belated halloween! just to lay it all out there in the open, i hate halloween. first off, "trick or treat"? what kind of stupid question is that. i'd like to meet the person that opts for the former, so i can slap them with a snickers bar. secondly, halloween is not an excuse for you to run around in your lacey underwear, girls (and i guess boys too). it's under forty degrees outside, let's be sensible. thirdly... i'm just jealous and bitter. it's been 5 years since i've actually done anything on halloween other than purchase a bag of candy, rip it open, and flick through the channels for appropriate halloween television. and honestly, i really do want to dress up as a power ranger one night. and no, not the yellow one, you rascist bastard. anyway, last night i made nutter butter "truffles" and forced my roommates to decorate them with me in the spirit of good ol' hallos eve. ...and then i ate 7 of them.

plus 5.

whatever eases the pain, right.

story of my life

but i'm hoping (desperately) that it ends with a happily, or at least, contentedly, ever after. and also hoping (again, desperately) that my life doesn't continue in the fashion as pictured below (although they do have nice clothes and they look quite happy... but you know thats because they're just meeting up before they run off to their respective admirers. ...suckas.)

i don't have a lot of friends. but i do have what i believe is quality over quantity. i wouldn't trade any of them for anything. what i would like (or actually, by my age, the correct word would probably be NEED) is a couple of straight male companions. if only for the purpose of "you bring your friends, i'll bring my friends, we can be friends, do this every weekend". it's difficult meeting new people when a. you're unemployed b. you're no longer a student, and c. you live with 2 girls, one in the exact same situation as moi and the other nauseatingly committed to probably-most-definitely eventual husband. i don't even care anymore. so what if i'm 34, snuggling with my 7 puppies (because i hate cats) and cradling a whole cheesecake with fork in hand, no plate or knife in sight?! the prospect doesn't even phase me!!

help.

where did the time go

i feel like i just graduated. i mean, in a literal sense, i did just graduate, so i guess what i'm trying to say is: where did my summer go? from chillaxin' relaxin' all cool in chicago with my family, jetting off to colorado to spend some quality time with my oldest sister, to snagging a legit internship in hawaii, then being deported to korea to eat some sweet bean rice cake that stuffed with a grape tomato? and now, in less than a week, i'm going to be kickin' it for real life unemployed in the windy city. i gotta say though, it's been a pretty great summer. spent quality (whining, nagging, fighting, loving) time with my parents, met a lot of new people, formed a couple of friendships that i think'll stick, and of course, made sweet summer love to all my old and true friends. i think my only regret is not being able to spend more time with my sisters. ...hopefully, i can get job that pays enough for me to go out a couple of weekends to see them. cuz i miss you all crazy.

i'm in korea, trick

and i eat my loneliness.
we make fun of our brother in law, about how whenever he eats with our family he tries to do it right, serving the oldest at the table first and the youngest last. we make fun of him mostly because whenever our family eats together, we just dig in. after we pray, it's free game. but now that my grandma is staying with us, it's a different story. eldest to youngest. my dad got scolded the other day for just serving himself.

...sucka.

be still my heart

this could be a brand new start with you.

recently graduated. unemployed. unattached. awkward. hungry. that's pretty much all this blog can be about because that's pretty much all i know. and at this moment, it's kind of being written for the sole enjoyment of my sister. whom i made this blog for. because she's my role model and i like to do everything she does. speaking of, can you call? soon? i realize it's almost 9am there, you may have just finished your bowl of steel cut oats with a little bit of butter and a dash of salt and goodness knows, i'd love to hear about it.