the Ricky Gervais HBO comedy special has been airing more frequently recently and i keep stumbling on it right when he's talking about how stupid blogs are. i can't help but wonder if that's God's way of trying to give me a hint about my own blog. but o well, boo to you God.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you! i can't believe it's another NYE. time is REALLY flying. am home for the holidays, and something's going on with the computer, so forgive me if this post doesn't have the usual bells and whistles as the others.
just the thought of a new year makes me think about the presidential election. talk about a night of "news" (pronounced like "this is brand NEW stuff" as opposed to "let's watch the evening NEWS". get it?). BLS organized an election viewing event in Geraldo's and, honestly, i didn't think THAT many ppl would attend. o how wrong i was. never underestimate the power of free pizza and wings and beer.
while not everyone there was there for intelligent reasons, but it was really kind fo heartwarming to see ppl there, and those that actually were intelligent and excited about the election were the cutest. something about this year's election really got everyone truly excited and back into the way you're supposed to feel when voting. for instance, on the day of the vote, Coleslaw forwarded the CUTEST email from her dad:
Good Morning Beautiful,
I just got to work after voting this morning. I arrived at my polling place at 5:05 am and I was 32nd in line. By the time the polling place opened at 6 am, the line was a good 175 to 200 yards long. There were three cops directing traffic…it was so surreal.You'd think they were giving out free money! Even after being 32nd,it took another 30 minutes to vote. I'm glad I decided to get up earlier. I am predicting a landslide for Obama. I just feel it…that many people…in the pouring rain…voting. I have never seen that many people at that voting place even if you combined all the times I have voted there over the past ten years! But you know, the majority of people are voting because of race. Many are voting to put a black man in office and others are voting to keep him out. But at least they're voting. God a feel great!! I shit you not, I haven't felt like this since my Dad held me up over that chain link fence in Brunswick, Maine to shake hands with John F. Kennedy. Goose bumps.We are witnessing a great piece of history in this country. People talk about the "good ole days"…these are those good ole days. I wish you had kids your age to witness this. Just a shear numbers of voters is going to be history! I don't think I can get anything done today.For once I am going to be glued my TV waiting for that acceptance speech. Too bad about Obama's Grandmother. Have a great day at work today and remember this day forever.
Love always,
Poppa
wasn't that the cutest? and that's what this election really did feel like. just about everyone was tuned in, everyone had an opinion, everyone sort of cared in one way or another. and then later, after the results were pretty much secured, the election party moved to (where else) Brazen Head. and ppl just honked in the streets and "woo-hooed" all over the place. and when the night was winding down, Coleslaw received an email. and she was so touched and overwhelmed by the moment, she kind of teared a little. the email was this:
I'm about to head to Grant Park to talk to everyone gathered there,but I wanted to write to you first.
We just made history.
And I don't want you to forget how we did it.
You made history every single day during this campaign -- every day you knocked on doors, made a donation, or talked to your family,friends, and neighbors about why you believe it's time for change.
I want to thank all of you who gave your time, talent, and passion to this campaign.
We have a lot of work to do to get our country back on track, and I'll be in touch soon about what comes next.
But I want to be very clear about one thing...
All of this happened because of you.
Thank you,
Barack
Friday, December 26
Thursday, December 18
Frenemies
...and, i'm done.
no, no, i'm not done with exams or studying. i wish. i've just been repeating the phrase "i'm done" over and over again to a lot of things in my life right now. let's face it, i am a bitch. what's worse is, i'm not a bitch to ppl i don't know. wait, let me correct that, i can be a bitch to ppl i don't know. other times, i just don't even bother acknowledging them. it's the eye-roll, a dismissive glance, and i move on. if i don't like you in the first minute, i probably won't like you at all.
however, that's not the bitch in me that i'm referring to. i'm bitchier in a much meaner way. i'm a bitch to my friends. that's right. how weird is that? i swear, i wasn't always like this. i've always had a twinge of it here and there, but it was never as rampant as it is now. don't get me wrong, i'm still fiercely loyal to my friends and would do almost anything for them (save lend large sums of money or kill someone), but i often find myself feeling tired or just overwhelmed when i talk to them. i'm constantly letting out exasperated sighs when i'm by myself.
for instance, Nellers and i have known each other since preschool, altho we didn't become friends until 4th grade. but after that, even when we were separated by different schools, we still stayed close. and that lasted through college. what i really think is that college wore me down. i would never admit this to OHenry, but sometimes i agree with him that going to Smith might've been a mistake. b/c a whole school of girls=a whole school of drama, backstabbing, complexes, etc. and i dealt with that for 4 years. however, just to prove how devoted i was back in the day to maintaining friendships: i was the best at phone calls to check in with ppl, no matter the distance; thoughtful gifts for momentous occassions (not to mention christmas and birthdays-and when i say thoughtful, i do mean thoughtful, every gift was a personal reflection of the person or something going on in their life); cheer packages just for the hell of it; at least 1 visit to wherever they were every year (aside from seeing each other when we were home for the holidays). over time, reality set in, and i started to change. and the Ahjumma incident happened (TWICE-i blame her a lot for this. for the most part, my dating relationships have never scarred me-sans Gohm, and even that wasn't actually traumatizing, more like a learning experience-but what did traumatize me is Ahjumma, who was a friend. truly they're the ppl that hurt you the most). by the time college was over, aside from my family (which has grown quite large), the holidays and birthdays were the only time i bought gifts for friends, and that list only included OHenry, Nellers, and Debs.
2 yrs after college, OHenry was whittled down to only holiday gifts. and by the time law school started, that practice was long gone. and this year is the 1st year i haven't visited him in Cali. and now we pretty much never talk on the phone. i found out he was in NJ over Thanksgiving from Debs (who saw it on Facebook) because he sure as hell didn't tell me. ::sniffle, sniffle:: and now the process is starting w/Nellers too. i prob haven't talked to her since the summer, and even that encounter had been brief. and she's been whittled from the birthday gift list too. and with the holidays coming up, i'm debating whether to purchase a holiday gift for her. she recently called me out on this phenomenon (albeit on Facebook, which kind of irked me). and my immediate response was, "really? do we have to be this dramatic?" i was struck with a sudden wave of tiredness and a desire to avoid drama.
and it felt normal. Nellers is in med school in D.C., i'm in law school in Brooklyn. obviously both our schedules are tiring, we're travelling in circles unknown to each other, have no money to visit each other, and have no daily interaction to bring our worlds together right now. these are often the ingredients for creating a more distant friendship. and this is exactly what i told her. but i can't help but have that voice in the back of head, telling me, "really? after over 16 years of friendship, this is how you feel?"
and i really don't know how to answer her.
no, no, i'm not done with exams or studying. i wish. i've just been repeating the phrase "i'm done" over and over again to a lot of things in my life right now. let's face it, i am a bitch. what's worse is, i'm not a bitch to ppl i don't know. wait, let me correct that, i can be a bitch to ppl i don't know. other times, i just don't even bother acknowledging them. it's the eye-roll, a dismissive glance, and i move on. if i don't like you in the first minute, i probably won't like you at all.
however, that's not the bitch in me that i'm referring to. i'm bitchier in a much meaner way. i'm a bitch to my friends. that's right. how weird is that? i swear, i wasn't always like this. i've always had a twinge of it here and there, but it was never as rampant as it is now. don't get me wrong, i'm still fiercely loyal to my friends and would do almost anything for them (save lend large sums of money or kill someone), but i often find myself feeling tired or just overwhelmed when i talk to them. i'm constantly letting out exasperated sighs when i'm by myself.
for instance, Nellers and i have known each other since preschool, altho we didn't become friends until 4th grade. but after that, even when we were separated by different schools, we still stayed close. and that lasted through college. what i really think is that college wore me down. i would never admit this to OHenry, but sometimes i agree with him that going to Smith might've been a mistake. b/c a whole school of girls=a whole school of drama, backstabbing, complexes, etc. and i dealt with that for 4 years. however, just to prove how devoted i was back in the day to maintaining friendships: i was the best at phone calls to check in with ppl, no matter the distance; thoughtful gifts for momentous occassions (not to mention christmas and birthdays-and when i say thoughtful, i do mean thoughtful, every gift was a personal reflection of the person or something going on in their life); cheer packages just for the hell of it; at least 1 visit to wherever they were every year (aside from seeing each other when we were home for the holidays). over time, reality set in, and i started to change. and the Ahjumma incident happened (TWICE-i blame her a lot for this. for the most part, my dating relationships have never scarred me-sans Gohm, and even that wasn't actually traumatizing, more like a learning experience-but what did traumatize me is Ahjumma, who was a friend. truly they're the ppl that hurt you the most). by the time college was over, aside from my family (which has grown quite large), the holidays and birthdays were the only time i bought gifts for friends, and that list only included OHenry, Nellers, and Debs.
2 yrs after college, OHenry was whittled down to only holiday gifts. and by the time law school started, that practice was long gone. and this year is the 1st year i haven't visited him in Cali. and now we pretty much never talk on the phone. i found out he was in NJ over Thanksgiving from Debs (who saw it on Facebook) because he sure as hell didn't tell me. ::sniffle, sniffle:: and now the process is starting w/Nellers too. i prob haven't talked to her since the summer, and even that encounter had been brief. and she's been whittled from the birthday gift list too. and with the holidays coming up, i'm debating whether to purchase a holiday gift for her. she recently called me out on this phenomenon (albeit on Facebook, which kind of irked me). and my immediate response was, "really? do we have to be this dramatic?" i was struck with a sudden wave of tiredness and a desire to avoid drama.
and it felt normal. Nellers is in med school in D.C., i'm in law school in Brooklyn. obviously both our schedules are tiring, we're travelling in circles unknown to each other, have no money to visit each other, and have no daily interaction to bring our worlds together right now. these are often the ingredients for creating a more distant friendship. and this is exactly what i told her. but i can't help but have that voice in the back of head, telling me, "really? after over 16 years of friendship, this is how you feel?"
and i really don't know how to answer her.
Friday, December 12
Random Thoughts While "Studying"
i wish baggie pants were back in style. in middle school, i used to wear these baggy jeans that hung low, but not SO low, on my waist and always with a baby tee. yea, i was suburb gangster. although the look was totally ridiculous, while bringing a water and coffee from my apartment down to Geraldo's today, i was wishing the look was back in style. b/c then i could put my water in my back pocket instead of having to hold it in my hand. just this week i had the same dilemma with a can of soda.
sometimes my life in my apartment seems to center around cooking and emptying the dishwasher. i'm like a PTA mom.
the ppl next to me seem to be bonding. i can't tell, i have my iPod on. the boy had set up his study station and then slowly realized he was sitting right under a vent (he's still looking up at it even right now). the girl looked up and i guess made some comment, they conversed, and he pushed his table closer to her. then he asked her for a pen. and now, with the vent still blowing on him, he keeps looking forlornly at the girl and the empty spot next to her. and they're COMPLETELY distracting me. i don't make friends during exams. i hate everyone during exams. except for ppl i'm already friends with. when ppl i don't know fuss around in public spaces while i'm studying, i want to punch them in the face.
sometimes my life in my apartment seems to center around cooking and emptying the dishwasher. i'm like a PTA mom.
the ppl next to me seem to be bonding. i can't tell, i have my iPod on. the boy had set up his study station and then slowly realized he was sitting right under a vent (he's still looking up at it even right now). the girl looked up and i guess made some comment, they conversed, and he pushed his table closer to her. then he asked her for a pen. and now, with the vent still blowing on him, he keeps looking forlornly at the girl and the empty spot next to her. and they're COMPLETELY distracting me. i don't make friends during exams. i hate everyone during exams. except for ppl i'm already friends with. when ppl i don't know fuss around in public spaces while i'm studying, i want to punch them in the face.
Tuesday, December 9
What I Should Be Doing
as i watch Baby Boom i'm reminded of the fact that to be a good human being, you must love babies. if you look at a cute baby and don't go, "aaaaaaaaaaaw," then you're truly dead inside. i'm sorry, but it's the truth. i'm not gonna lie and say there aren't ugly babies out there, but they're pretty few and far between. for the most part babies are just adorable. sigh, i can't wait to get one of my own. altho, as i've always freely admitted: giving birth scares the crap out of me. it truly does. just thinking about it makes my vajayjay twinge a little.
if you've noticed, i've kind of stalled out on updating recently. it's just been either too crazy, or too boring right now. and altho it's finals period for me, it's not like the usual finals period where i'm holed up studying and staring at outlines. this time i'm actually frought with deadlines for designing webpages, revising memos, and preparing for fake divorce mediations. so this past 2 weeks have been actually quite busy and i've been on the computer constantly, but not in a fun way. even at this moment, i should be revising my summary judgment memo. i'm just 2 pages away from finishing, and it's due today, but i'm still taking a break to write this.
so why i have i been remiss in updating? to be honest, i feel like things in my life have hit a wall. a predictable, unending, circular wall. sometimes i feel like i'm even having the same conversation over and over again. and it makes me want to throw my hands up in the air and put a stop to it all. except i can't. this is my life, and i must accept it. it's not like i can afford to just drop everything and start again somewhere new. it's just not possible, and i am a believer in your life is what you make it. if you're not happy, it's up to you to change it because nothing solves itself and things don't just go away on their own. hmmm... even this paragraph is circular logic because i've just talked myself back to the beginning of my problem.
but it's 2 AM and i'm too tired to figure that out right now. what i should be doing is finishing this revision. it's what i should be doing...
if you've noticed, i've kind of stalled out on updating recently. it's just been either too crazy, or too boring right now. and altho it's finals period for me, it's not like the usual finals period where i'm holed up studying and staring at outlines. this time i'm actually frought with deadlines for designing webpages, revising memos, and preparing for fake divorce mediations. so this past 2 weeks have been actually quite busy and i've been on the computer constantly, but not in a fun way. even at this moment, i should be revising my summary judgment memo. i'm just 2 pages away from finishing, and it's due today, but i'm still taking a break to write this.
so why i have i been remiss in updating? to be honest, i feel like things in my life have hit a wall. a predictable, unending, circular wall. sometimes i feel like i'm even having the same conversation over and over again. and it makes me want to throw my hands up in the air and put a stop to it all. except i can't. this is my life, and i must accept it. it's not like i can afford to just drop everything and start again somewhere new. it's just not possible, and i am a believer in your life is what you make it. if you're not happy, it's up to you to change it because nothing solves itself and things don't just go away on their own. hmmm... even this paragraph is circular logic because i've just talked myself back to the beginning of my problem.
but it's 2 AM and i'm too tired to figure that out right now. what i should be doing is finishing this revision. it's what i should be doing...
Sunday, November 16
call me Cho Chang
i'm not usually a Halloween person. i tend to like to go trick-or-treating with my little sis or other kids but other than that i'm not a big dress-up-for-Halloween kind of person. so it's surprising that i broke the mold this year, but i did. my intention was to construct a costume where i didn't have to purchase anything additional and wouldn't have to spend much time getting ready or preparing. and i succeeded in that. however, the final result was a little...mixed.
the only reason i dressed up at all was to attend the BLSPI talent show. i had a great time last year, and this year was no exception, altho the set-up this year felt a little sloppier than last year. regardless, there's always a few costumes that ppl come up with that i find truly ingenious. for instance, Egg was the guy from No Country For Old Men, and what's even more impressive is that he came up with the costume and idea only a few hours before he showed up at the event. yes, there was a Juno and Bleeker, which was cute but i didn't think it deserved to win. and when i showed up in the city, apparently it wasn't that novel of a costume idea either, because there were more than a few Junos and Bleekers. after drinking our fill of beers and wine, we headed over to the after-party at Mansion, which was held jointly with surrounding law schools. the turnout was actually really good, but then the downside was of course how packed it was because so many ppl showed up.
i could see why the planners picked Mansion as the venue, and it was adequately big, but i think i've outgrown places where i can't move around without almost getting into a fight with someone because it's so packed. if you know me, i'm not usually out to start a fight (plus i'd probably get my ass whooped), but i did almost get into 2 fights that night, both times with obnoxious girls. go figure. i promise i don't go out seeking confrontation but if you want to start it, i'm not gonna just run away, even if you could kick my ass.
speaking of ass kicking, what the hell is going on with this brooklyn neighborhood. this is my 3rd year living here and i've never encountered any violence or shadiness but all of a sudden 2 ppl i go to school with got their asses kicked and mugged for no reason. granted, 1 of them was while he was out in the LES, but the other 1 was right on Boerum Place while the poor guy was walking home from the BLS library. that's completely unacceptable. and so sad. that poor boy. and apparently it took place around 10 pm on saturday night, which you would think, since he was less than 3 blocks away from our apartment building, he could get back and forth in relative safety. word is that it was a gang of little 16 yr old boys who stole his phone and wallet and maybe an iPod. wtf is going on? it just breaks my heart a little, particularly since he's Six's friend which makes it hit even closer to home.
in light of the above, i should consider myself very lucky for having gotten home safely after the party at Mansion around Halloween. the place was just too overwhelming and pricey ($40 for 2 mixed drinks) and DRC was too wasted and Cubed was too somber and i just wanted to leave. so i said my goodbyes and bounced out before i could be talked into staying, which is pretty stupid considering it was around 1:30 am and i was definitely not completely sober. how not sober was i? as i was walking towards the subway from Mansion, first i realized i walked in the wrong direction, which is always bad news in the Meatpacking District. then i turned back around, but couldn't find my iPod and believed i lost it so i was determined to go to the 24-hour iPod store in Columbus Circle to buy another one (i even called Egg for directions). i hopped into a cab only to find my iPod in my bag while in the cab so i promptly hopped out and found myself in Ktown where i bought some kimbap and soda and took the subway home. it was a weird mini-adventure to have. did i mention i was wearing my Halloween costume the whole time this was happening?
o yea, my costume. i had planned to just go as a catholic school girl since that only requires a plaid skirt, a tie, a sweater vest/cardigan, and mary janes and i happen to have all those things (sans the sweater vest). but when i showed up, ppl kept trying to guess what i was and every time it was something different: a kindergardener, a Harry Potter character, Cho Chang from Harry Potter, a Japanese school girl, etc. so every 10 minutes i kept changing what i was. Thursday, November 6
matchmaker matchmaker make me a match...
Paul Giamatti walked by me on Boerum Place. what was really weird was that i had just been watching his movie Shoot 'Em Up on HBO the night before. and he couldn't have looked any more different from the character he played. o well, it was still a little thrill to see him. i guess it's one of the perks of living in NY. i was pretty surprised at myself for not turning into a simpering, shrieking idiot which is what i always think will happen when i see a celebrity. and it never does. weird.
BLS had a fundraising event at Ceol on Smith Street right before the weather started getting cold. what was even better was that ILS had their Mentor-Mentee event in Geraldo's right before with free beer. so of course we were all in Geraldo's maximizing the free beer before we headed out to the bar. we even got into a game of Kings, which is my favorite drinking card game. i like it because, unlike Asshole, it doesn't require too much thinking, but unlike Up the River Down the River, it doesn't require no thinking either. plus it's interactive and gets people really into the game since just about every turn involves getting somebody else involved. we don't play Kings too much tho, because everyone gets so turned off at the thought of learning the rules. here's what i've interpreted to be the simple, no nonsense, rules. of course there's way more complicated ones, but i'd stick to these when you're dealing with ppl with short attention spans who don't look convinced:
2 is for You
3 is for Me
4 is for Whores (yes, it's un-PC but it's an easy rhyme to remember)
5 is Social
6 is for Dicks
7 Heaven
8 Thumbmaster
9 Bust-a-Rhyme
10 Categories
J Never Have I Ever
Q Questions
K Kings Cup
A Waterfall
ok, i think that's pretty much the general gist of how we played. after the game, we finally headed over to Ceol which was reedonkulously packed with BLS kids but that's to be expected. it was a pretty random night, and since i had class the next day, i left at a respectable hour.
but not before i introduced Seven to JAK. as soon as i'd walked into the bar and i saw Six, i was informed that Seven was very interested in JAK and was dying for the introduction. so before i left the bar that night, i made the introduction and then left those 2 little hipsters to their own devices.
to go along with this lovey-dovey theme, i thought i'd post this video. it's a korean song by Humming Urban Stereo called Hawaiian Couple. the song's already really cute and catchy and the video's just as adorable. this keeps popping up on my iPod and i just can't help but bop around with it.
BLS had a fundraising event at Ceol on Smith Street right before the weather started getting cold. what was even better was that ILS had their Mentor-Mentee event in Geraldo's right before with free beer. so of course we were all in Geraldo's maximizing the free beer before we headed out to the bar. we even got into a game of Kings, which is my favorite drinking card game. i like it because, unlike Asshole, it doesn't require too much thinking, but unlike Up the River Down the River, it doesn't require no thinking either. plus it's interactive and gets people really into the game since just about every turn involves getting somebody else involved. we don't play Kings too much tho, because everyone gets so turned off at the thought of learning the rules. here's what i've interpreted to be the simple, no nonsense, rules. of course there's way more complicated ones, but i'd stick to these when you're dealing with ppl with short attention spans who don't look convinced:
2 is for You
3 is for Me
4 is for Whores (yes, it's un-PC but it's an easy rhyme to remember)
5 is Social
6 is for Dicks
7 Heaven
8 Thumbmaster
9 Bust-a-Rhyme
10 Categories
J Never Have I Ever
Q Questions
K Kings Cup
A Waterfall
ok, i think that's pretty much the general gist of how we played. after the game, we finally headed over to Ceol which was reedonkulously packed with BLS kids but that's to be expected. it was a pretty random night, and since i had class the next day, i left at a respectable hour.
but not before i introduced Seven to JAK. as soon as i'd walked into the bar and i saw Six, i was informed that Seven was very interested in JAK and was dying for the introduction. so before i left the bar that night, i made the introduction and then left those 2 little hipsters to their own devices.
to go along with this lovey-dovey theme, i thought i'd post this video. it's a korean song by Humming Urban Stereo called Hawaiian Couple. the song's already really cute and catchy and the video's just as adorable. this keeps popping up on my iPod and i just can't help but bop around with it.
Monday, November 3
holding life in my hands
and who says big corps don't have a conscience? altho i don't think it really counts because voting, while i applaud the efforts, has become such a fad. it's like when P.Diddy did Vote or Die and Paris Hilton was 1 of the promoters and then she blatantly admitted she didn't vote. posers.
the family came into Chinatown for a haircut and dim sum on the weekend so of course i went to meet them. we ended up trying a dim sum place recommended by the stylist close to Bowery and Hester. eh... even tho Jing Fong doesn't cook their dim sum in the healthiest fashion all the other properties definitely win over all the places i've been so far: they have the best and widest selection, the best and fastest service, and the price is equal to all other places. i think it's best to stick to Jing Fong for dim sum.
afterwards i walked around with my parents while they did a little grocery shopping. my mom's under the impression that the groceries in Chinatown are fresher than in jersey. i think it all depends on where you shop. it looks like it's lobster and crab season and the prices on shelled seafood is pretty low so i got 3 stone crabs for $10, which is a great deal. i decided to steam 2 of them and then i got an idea. there's a delicious dish where you steam seasoned crab with rice which infuses the rice with the crab flavor and it's super delicious. i was all ready to do it except...
...the crab was still alive. and it really freaked me out. i mean, it was all lethargic and definitely on it's way out, but still. and every time i got close to it with the knife i kept imagining it would all of a sudden jump up and attack me, as if it was laying in wait for it's revenge just for me to put my face close up to it. it was kind of scary. for some moral guidance and physical courage i asked Egg to come over so i could ask his opinion about it. boy did i ask the wrong person for bravery support. Egg took one look at what i was contemplating about doing and told me how scary it was. and how cruel it was. and once he got started, it was all over for me and i just gave up on the idea and steamed it. we discussed how next time i'm contemplating this dish i should just have them pre-cut the crab for me.
i will not be dissuaded. i will make this dish. just with pre-cut crab.
Friday, October 31
pictures i have no memory taking...
......i can tell you the where (Brazen Head, obviously) but i have no recollection why or what happened that night so that i couldn't remember. i have a sneaking suspicious it was the night of Mentor-Mentee dinner because Adidas and Egg are both there.
Wednesday, October 29
i remember back in the day
apparently i live in an apartment where we only use spoons. how do i know this? because whenever i go to reach for a spoon in the drawer, there are none. there's an abundance of forks and knives, but no spoons.
i went to go see Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist. mainly because Michael Cera is adorable. as a bonus, the movie was really good. predictably, Michael Cera was the perfect, lovable loser/dumpee. as a side note, in the movie he plays in a gay band, one of his bandmates who is Aaron Yoo, who i loved in Disturbia. and the yes, the story's a little predictable. however, aside from the occassional witty comments made by Kat Dennings and Michael Cera, the movie has 2 saving graces:
1. NEW YORK. the majority of the movie's spent driving around NYC and everywhere you look in the movie, you'll see something or somewhere you've been to. they go to Arlene's Grocery, Bowery Ballroom, Ultra Lounge, Grand Central Station, St. Marks, Veselka, and the list goes on and on and on. having always lived close to NYC (Jersey as a kid then Hoboken now Brooklyn) i love it when movies and shows do a good job showing real NYC locations instead of a set that "looks" like NYC. altho what would really make my day is being able to be on location at least once when they're filming these movies (i'd settle for being on location when they film Gossip Girl, as long as Chace Crawford or Penn Badgely were there-god i'm such a teeny bopper). however, the movie's not completely accurate; they make sacrifices for the continuity of the film.
for instance, all the characters are supposedly in high school, or at least Kat Dennings' character is. for sure, none of the characters are over 21. yet, they not only get into every bar and lounge they go to, but never once get carded. and while the movie tries to explain it away (Norahs' related to someone very famous), i just don't buy it. granted, i'm not famous at all, but i am 26 soon-to-be 27, and i get carded everywhere. and not just for booze. this aside, altho the characters are driving all over NYC, they never have problems finding parking outside of all the venues they go to. now that's just completely ridiculous. however, i didn't really notice this, the ppl i went to the movie with did. but it's a very true observation.
2. welcome back John Hughs! this movie really brought me back to the days of Sixteen Candles, Breakfast Club, and Pretty in Pink. yes, it's predictable but who cares? it's been a while since any one got the teen romance down without being cheesy (and without involving the names Zac Efron or Miley Cyrus-blech). the movie was was adorable and endearing the entire way. i definitely walked out on a cloud of "aaaaaaaaaaawwwwww".
lastly, there's a scene in the movie i want to discuss. there is one scene where the characters get it on. and i don't know what it means in this jaded and accelerated world we live in, but the camera pans away and all you hear is Kat Dennings moaning. i just assumed they'd had sex. so i found it totally unrealistic when the camera panned back to them and both he and her have their pants fully on. it wasn't until after the movie was over that Coleslaw clarified for me the obvious: that they didn't have sex. OOOHHHH.
i went to go see Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist. mainly because Michael Cera is adorable. as a bonus, the movie was really good. predictably, Michael Cera was the perfect, lovable loser/dumpee. as a side note, in the movie he plays in a gay band, one of his bandmates who is Aaron Yoo, who i loved in Disturbia. and the yes, the story's a little predictable. however, aside from the occassional witty comments made by Kat Dennings and Michael Cera, the movie has 2 saving graces:
1. NEW YORK. the majority of the movie's spent driving around NYC and everywhere you look in the movie, you'll see something or somewhere you've been to. they go to Arlene's Grocery, Bowery Ballroom, Ultra Lounge, Grand Central Station, St. Marks, Veselka, and the list goes on and on and on. having always lived close to NYC (Jersey as a kid then Hoboken now Brooklyn) i love it when movies and shows do a good job showing real NYC locations instead of a set that "looks" like NYC. altho what would really make my day is being able to be on location at least once when they're filming these movies (i'd settle for being on location when they film Gossip Girl, as long as Chace Crawford or Penn Badgely were there-god i'm such a teeny bopper). however, the movie's not completely accurate; they make sacrifices for the continuity of the film.
for instance, all the characters are supposedly in high school, or at least Kat Dennings' character is. for sure, none of the characters are over 21. yet, they not only get into every bar and lounge they go to, but never once get carded. and while the movie tries to explain it away (Norahs' related to someone very famous), i just don't buy it. granted, i'm not famous at all, but i am 26 soon-to-be 27, and i get carded everywhere. and not just for booze. this aside, altho the characters are driving all over NYC, they never have problems finding parking outside of all the venues they go to. now that's just completely ridiculous. however, i didn't really notice this, the ppl i went to the movie with did. but it's a very true observation.
2. welcome back John Hughs! this movie really brought me back to the days of Sixteen Candles, Breakfast Club, and Pretty in Pink. yes, it's predictable but who cares? it's been a while since any one got the teen romance down without being cheesy (and without involving the names Zac Efron or Miley Cyrus-blech). the movie was was adorable and endearing the entire way. i definitely walked out on a cloud of "aaaaaaaaaaawwwwww".
lastly, there's a scene in the movie i want to discuss. there is one scene where the characters get it on. and i don't know what it means in this jaded and accelerated world we live in, but the camera pans away and all you hear is Kat Dennings moaning. i just assumed they'd had sex. so i found it totally unrealistic when the camera panned back to them and both he and her have their pants fully on. it wasn't until after the movie was over that Coleslaw clarified for me the obvious: that they didn't have sex. OOOHHHH.
Saturday, October 25
Egg becomes a Chick...or is it a Cock?
happy birthday Egg!! i love you!!
Egg turned the whopping 26 (god i feel so old. and yes, i'm only 26 but still... i'v
e been 26 for 6 months!). for his birthday we went attempted to go to Sea, a Thai restaurant in Williamsburg. yea, that's right, Williamsburg. that just goes to show exactly how much i cherish Egg as a friend if i was willing to go to Williamsburg for him. altho, i'll admit, it wasn't that bad. we took the L from Union Square to Bedford Ave and, for my 1st trip to Williamsburg, the area didn't look bad. lots of little restaurants and bars. then we arrived at Sea. and i literally wanted to turn around and run. the place looks like a club that belongs in the Meatpacking district. except they expect you to eat there. over the loud club music. in the dark blue lighting. with a million ppl standing around holding martinis and screaming to hear each other. um
, no thanks.
luckily for us there was an hour and half wait for a table so we opted to go to the Thai restaurant next door. unfortunately, i can't remember the name. however, the food was just ok so there's really no reason to remember it in particular. after dinner, we headed even deeper into Williamsburg to attend Egg's friend's party. however, at that point i was in no mood to party. it's what always happens to me after eating a ginormous dinner. i get food coma and just want to sit and veg. it especially happens when i eat a dinner and drink a lot with it (which i did b/c Egg and i were the only ones who really drank at the dinner so we finished the majority of a bottle between us).
i made the requisite appearance at the party but was just biding my time until i could go home. yea, i'm lame like that, but the party wasn't that great, although the rooftop was. maybe another time.
Egg turned the whopping 26 (god i feel so old. and yes, i'm only 26 but still... i'v
e been 26 for 6 months!). for his birthday we went attempted to go to Sea, a Thai restaurant in Williamsburg. yea, that's right, Williamsburg. that just goes to show exactly how much i cherish Egg as a friend if i was willing to go to Williamsburg for him. altho, i'll admit, it wasn't that bad. we took the L from Union Square to Bedford Ave and, for my 1st trip to Williamsburg, the area didn't look bad. lots of little restaurants and bars. then we arrived at Sea. and i literally wanted to turn around and run. the place looks like a club that belongs in the Meatpacking district. except they expect you to eat there. over the loud club music. in the dark blue lighting. with a million ppl standing around holding martinis and screaming to hear each other. um
, no thanks.luckily for us there was an hour and half wait for a table so we opted to go to the Thai restaurant next door. unfortunately, i can't remember the name. however, the food was just ok so there's really no reason to remember it in particular. after dinner, we headed even deeper into Williamsburg to attend Egg's friend's party. however, at that point i was in no mood to party. it's what always happens to me after eating a ginormous dinner. i get food coma and just want to sit and veg. it especially happens when i eat a dinner and drink a lot with it (which i did b/c Egg and i were the only ones who really drank at the dinner so we finished the majority of a bottle between us).
i made the requisite appearance at the party but was just biding my time until i could go home. yea, i'm lame like that, but the party wasn't that great, although the rooftop was. maybe another time.
Thursday, October 23
Welcome Whities
i'm so so hungry. i went on an eating rampage in the past 3 weeks and am now suffering for it to the point where (gasp) i must attempt to diet. since i know myself too well, i know that any extreme dieting isn't going to work (altho i do occassionally do the Mary-Kate diet or fast for a day or two. but even then i tend to cheat on those) and especially since i just went grocery shopping. a note on that: i'm totally addicted to grocery shopping and cooking. it's not that i want to eat all the food i make, i just really like making it. honestly, i only want to eat a bowl of whatever i make and then i'm over it. however, coming from an asian family where it's engrained in you to waste not, want not, i really can't justify not eating all of it. and then the fattening-up cycle continues. blech.
so the rules of the new diet is to keep a record of what i've eaten. i have a mini-notebook that DRC gave me which i'm using to restrict what i eat. for each day i can only fill up 3 lines in the notebook. don't worry tho, i'm very creative in how i fill up those 3 lines (my how my handwriting's become smaller and smaller-ok, not exactly but i can squeeze a lot on those 3 lines if i really want to). the 2nd rule is to not eat after 8 p.m. this was a fine rule until yesterday when i stopped by Egg's apartment and he offered me chocolate rugelah. i always see this ginormous box of raspberry and chocolate rugelah at Costco but never buy it b/c i only want to eat the chocolate ones. turns out She and i are a perfect match b/c she only wants to eat the raspberry ones! i ended up eating a rugelah before i realized it was 9:00 p.m. damn, i broke my rule. and then i proceeded to eat 2 more. after all, since i'd already broken the rule, might as well go all out. and then there's today, where i have class from 6-8 p.m. and i tend to eat lunch late around 2 or 3 p.m. the golden rule of dieting is that once you start breaking the rules, the diet's out the window. argh.
my love for food is exorbitant and knows no bounds. it's only matched by my love of free stuff. which is why i live for all the BLS fairs and events that offer free food and drinks. i think even after i graduate i'm gonna try to show up for the student orgs fair and the street fair BLS hosts. i haven't devised a plan as to how yet, but if i get to keep my old ID, i'm on it. the street fair this year was a little disappointing. there were the staples: barbecued brisket (always good), dippin' dots, the hot dog cart (this is what i look forward to the most. i never buy hot dogs off the street. i only eat hotdogs at barbecues,which are only available in the summer; baseball games; and the BLS street fair), popcorn and cotton candy. they decided to fancy it up this year with cheese fries, sliders and wings all buffet-style on fancy trays. however, i totally missed the mozzarella sticks and, if i remember correctly, there was sushi my 1st year. o well, it was all free so i'm not complaining.
the student orgs fair is more of a toss-up. tons of free stuff but not always food and drink. lots of candy but i don't have that crazy of a sweet tooth for candy (more for cakes). the staples tho are the Wine and Food Club, which always sets out free cheese and wine. yay! reminds me of college. and the Entertainment Club always sets out jello shots tho they're never solidified, but that makes it easier to drink. this year IALSA set out gelato (i think). it was yummy. what was a little disappointing was APALSA, and no i'm not being a traitor to my own student org, but they were making a poor showing.
first off, they had a crappy table placement. last year we were in a prime spot next to the Wine and Food Club (so lots of traffic b/c the table giving out free booze always gets the most ppl); but that's not their fault b/c SBA sets up where the tables go. secondly, APALSA officers weren't mingling. they were just hanging out at their table, chatting amongst themselves. you've got to engage people! lastly, and this is about APALSA in general this year, the club's much more clique-ish this year. yes, i understand, the student org's supposed to be targeted towards asians but the whole point is to be OPEN. plus, the more members, the better the funding from school. but nope, this year APALSA's only about the asians. poor DRC and Egg. DRC signed up on their mailing list and never receives anything from them. i think it's cause they saw her name and knew right away she wasn't asian. ok, that's not true. i really don't know why she wasn't added to the mailing list and i'm just making things up.
i'm still thinking of food so i'll add the recipe for Pork and Kimchi Dumplings (click the link). i made it a while ago since my grandparents were coming from Taiwan and i was in the mood to make something (see, i'm totally addicted to making food!). it was actually pretty good, altho i recommend not using cantonese-style dumpling skins because they are very thin so when i was cooking them it was very delicate and hard to pick up after steaming.
so the rules of the new diet is to keep a record of what i've eaten. i have a mini-notebook that DRC gave me which i'm using to restrict what i eat. for each day i can only fill up 3 lines in the notebook. don't worry tho, i'm very creative in how i fill up those 3 lines (my how my handwriting's become smaller and smaller-ok, not exactly but i can squeeze a lot on those 3 lines if i really want to). the 2nd rule is to not eat after 8 p.m. this was a fine rule until yesterday when i stopped by Egg's apartment and he offered me chocolate rugelah. i always see this ginormous box of raspberry and chocolate rugelah at Costco but never buy it b/c i only want to eat the chocolate ones. turns out She and i are a perfect match b/c she only wants to eat the raspberry ones! i ended up eating a rugelah before i realized it was 9:00 p.m. damn, i broke my rule. and then i proceeded to eat 2 more. after all, since i'd already broken the rule, might as well go all out. and then there's today, where i have class from 6-8 p.m. and i tend to eat lunch late around 2 or 3 p.m. the golden rule of dieting is that once you start breaking the rules, the diet's out the window. argh.
my love for food is exorbitant and knows no bounds. it's only matched by my love of free stuff. which is why i live for all the BLS fairs and events that offer free food and drinks. i think even after i graduate i'm gonna try to show up for the student orgs fair and the street fair BLS hosts. i haven't devised a plan as to how yet, but if i get to keep my old ID, i'm on it. the street fair this year was a little disappointing. there were the staples: barbecued brisket (always good), dippin' dots, the hot dog cart (this is what i look forward to the most. i never buy hot dogs off the street. i only eat hotdogs at barbecues,which are only available in the summer; baseball games; and the BLS street fair), popcorn and cotton candy. they decided to fancy it up this year with cheese fries, sliders and wings all buffet-style on fancy trays. however, i totally missed the mozzarella sticks and, if i remember correctly, there was sushi my 1st year. o well, it was all free so i'm not complaining.
the student orgs fair is more of a toss-up. tons of free stuff but not always food and drink. lots of candy but i don't have that crazy of a sweet tooth for candy (more for cakes). the staples tho are the Wine and Food Club, which always sets out free cheese and wine. yay! reminds me of college. and the Entertainment Club always sets out jello shots tho they're never solidified, but that makes it easier to drink. this year IALSA set out gelato (i think). it was yummy. what was a little disappointing was APALSA, and no i'm not being a traitor to my own student org, but they were making a poor showing.
first off, they had a crappy table placement. last year we were in a prime spot next to the Wine and Food Club (so lots of traffic b/c the table giving out free booze always gets the most ppl); but that's not their fault b/c SBA sets up where the tables go. secondly, APALSA officers weren't mingling. they were just hanging out at their table, chatting amongst themselves. you've got to engage people! lastly, and this is about APALSA in general this year, the club's much more clique-ish this year. yes, i understand, the student org's supposed to be targeted towards asians but the whole point is to be OPEN. plus, the more members, the better the funding from school. but nope, this year APALSA's only about the asians. poor DRC and Egg. DRC signed up on their mailing list and never receives anything from them. i think it's cause they saw her name and knew right away she wasn't asian. ok, that's not true. i really don't know why she wasn't added to the mailing list and i'm just making things up.
i'm still thinking of food so i'll add the recipe for Pork and Kimchi Dumplings (click the link). i made it a while ago since my grandparents were coming from Taiwan and i was in the mood to make something (see, i'm totally addicted to making food!). it was actually pretty good, altho i recommend not using cantonese-style dumpling skins because they are very thin so when i was cooking them it was very delicate and hard to pick up after steaming.
Monday, October 20
Out w/the Bad, In w/the Better
i've recently been in a little bit of a hide-out mode. however, this time it's a little different. it's not that i want to hide-out from anyone in particular and instead i'm longing for the days of yore, when life was less complicated and things were just about having some simplistic fun. recently, going out been's more dramatic and there has been more backlash for every action and reaction. and even tho, at this point, i truly believe it's all over and done with (for the most part), i think i'm having PTS regarding it and it makes me just want to sit at home or just have a quiet hang-out with my friends instead of starting a whole adventure out. sometimes when i'm out, aside from the handful of ppl i'm actually out with, i get a feeling of being displaced from the rest of the ppl there. and tho we greet each other with hugs and chat and joke and have fun, i get the feeling that if it came down to it, i would never see this person again. and i'd be ok with that. but i stay there and troop on through because it's better to have more friends than less, even if they're only good for when i need to add a body count to a party. depressing, right? sigh, maybe i'm just rambling... grumpy from trying to diet.
with my laziness, i've been cruising the web alot. so much fun stuff. i'm just on it until i give myself a headache and have to go to bed. i did find a video to a song i really like with 2 girls who made up a dance routine. i think i'm gonna ask Stitch or DRC to learn it and then teach it to me. looks fun.
i really shouldn't be so disaffected. things have been on the up and up ever since school started (relatively speaking). after all, i have brand spanking new roommates. no more Bobsey Twins! woo-hoo! that thought alone is enough to perk up my mood a bit. in celebration of the new roommates, we had a party. honestly, i don't think we'll have another party that was as well-stocked as this one. DRC and i bought beer, Coleslaw bought vodka and made OJ and cranberry frozen shooters, Six made sangria, and then some guests brought wine or booze. love thoughtful guests. then there was beerpong and although i'd intended to be able to play flip cup too, it wasn't necessary because ppl were sufficiently lubricated and mingling. what was even better was that some of my friends outside of law school even attended (tho no Oppa, i swear i'm gonna have to disavow him soon). and 2 of them, Douglife and Stitch, even got lucky! they both got lucky in different ways, but honestly, this is what all friends should be doing.
Douglife got lucky in that he ended up going home with 1 of Six's friends. apparently the girl was pretty wasted tho. she called Six the next morning asking how it was she ended up in Hoboken (where Douglife lives) and how disoriented she was when she woke up. however, just so it doesn't seem life Douglife's a creeper, the girl also commented on how much of a gentleman Douglife was by calling her a cab and getting her breakfast the next day. on the other hand, Stitch got lucky in a totally different way. she met Kiddo and those 2 were intellectually hooking up all night long. irony of ironies is that initially, she was interested in Hapa but we had a miscommunication and i thought she'd said Kiddo. things have worked out for the best tho because Kiddo and Stitch have really hit it off. and i'm so happy. plus, Hapa's turned out to be Lockbox 2.0 which means he's the kind of creeper that registers a 20 on a creeper scale of 1-10. so really Stitch dodged a bullet there. phew.
with my laziness, i've been cruising the web alot. so much fun stuff. i'm just on it until i give myself a headache and have to go to bed. i did find a video to a song i really like with 2 girls who made up a dance routine. i think i'm gonna ask Stitch or DRC to learn it and then teach it to me. looks fun.
i really shouldn't be so disaffected. things have been on the up and up ever since school started (relatively speaking). after all, i have brand spanking new roommates. no more Bobsey Twins! woo-hoo! that thought alone is enough to perk up my mood a bit. in celebration of the new roommates, we had a party. honestly, i don't think we'll have another party that was as well-stocked as this one. DRC and i bought beer, Coleslaw bought vodka and made OJ and cranberry frozen shooters, Six made sangria, and then some guests brought wine or booze. love thoughtful guests. then there was beerpong and although i'd intended to be able to play flip cup too, it wasn't necessary because ppl were sufficiently lubricated and mingling. what was even better was that some of my friends outside of law school even attended (tho no Oppa, i swear i'm gonna have to disavow him soon). and 2 of them, Douglife and Stitch, even got lucky! they both got lucky in different ways, but honestly, this is what all friends should be doing.
Douglife got lucky in that he ended up going home with 1 of Six's friends. apparently the girl was pretty wasted tho. she called Six the next morning asking how it was she ended up in Hoboken (where Douglife lives) and how disoriented she was when she woke up. however, just so it doesn't seem life Douglife's a creeper, the girl also commented on how much of a gentleman Douglife was by calling her a cab and getting her breakfast the next day. on the other hand, Stitch got lucky in a totally different way. she met Kiddo and those 2 were intellectually hooking up all night long. irony of ironies is that initially, she was interested in Hapa but we had a miscommunication and i thought she'd said Kiddo. things have worked out for the best tho because Kiddo and Stitch have really hit it off. and i'm so happy. plus, Hapa's turned out to be Lockbox 2.0 which means he's the kind of creeper that registers a 20 on a creeper scale of 1-10. so really Stitch dodged a bullet there. phew.
Friday, October 17
let's play 20 questions
...and any other games. DRC hosted a game night with probably the biggest turn out for a single game night at Feil Hall that i've ever seen. but having such a big turn-out has both pros and cons. the pros was lots of people=the more the merrier, but the con was that it's hard to get that many ppl to all want to play the same game with the same amount of enthusiasm. eventually the group splintered up to play different games.
overall the night was pretty fun (although it got a little dicey when DRC tried to get us to play the vH1 i love the 80s game). once again, i rocked Pop 5. eventually the game digressed to where they just used the cards from Pop 5 to play charades. and of course, as is the custom when at a party at DRC's, someone spilled the bowl of tortilla chips.
speaking of parties, DRC and i went to the Inter-APALSA event at Vesta last night. initially i didn't really want to go the city but since i'd finally finished my Memorandum of Law for Fundamentals of Legal Drafting, i just felt the necessity to go out and it seemed like nobody was staying around locally so there was no alternative but to go to the city. ironically, it ended up being DRC, Creeper and me that went together to the event. who would've guessed that that trio would be the one together? awkward...
in the end it was a good idea going to the city. altho the Inter-Apalsa event was definitely not as successful as last year (when Co-Chair and i were the social chairs for APALSA. even t
ho our reign had its own kinks, at least we always had big turn outs to our events), BLS came out and represented (we always do). Vesta played good music, fun to dance to, and DRC and i got our dancing shoes on. at one point DRC made the decision that she should totally be a go-go dancer instead of a lawyer, and i agree. BigPapa had a table with a bottle (although we were polite and only had once cup between DRC and i-we're not complete mooches).
a few interesting things happened:
(1) the Twins came back into my life! both of them happened to be at the event (yes, asians are that clique-y. we do all know each other). it was really good catching up w/them.
(2) apparently Wifey told SuperAzn that i hate her and want to punch her in the face, which is completely untrue. i only barely know SuperAzn aside from the fact that she's Princess's mentee, from NYU, and is (as by the nickname) super-asian. honestly, Wifey's got to grow up. i know she's very insecure and likes to be the "i'm-super-straightforward-don't-care-if-you-don't-like-it" type, but she also has this mean-streak because of all that and talks a lot of shit about everybody. you always gotta be careful with that girl.
(3) DRC invited a guy from Vesta to Floyd's, thinking he was hitting on me, but in actuality he was waiting for her. the guy came over to me and DRC while we were dancing and we were about to leave to head back to Brooklyn. right at the moment he got there DRC ran off to the bathroom and the guy just continued to stand there next to me. it was kind of awkward. it was pretty obvious he was just biding time until DRC got back so i just politely made convo with him until she got back (where you from, we're heading back to Brooklyn, etc.). when DRC got back from the bathroom i immediately walked away so that he could get on with business. she invited him to Floyd's and he said yes and started to follow us and DRC ran over to me to let me know she did me a favor by inviting him to Brooklyn until i explained he was hitting on her not me. how do i know? while DRC was in the bathroom i was conversing with the guy and told him we were leaving and heading to Brooklyn which he commented was too far for him since he lived in Murray Hill. but as i walked away and he was talking to DRC and she invited him to Brooklyn i distinctly heard him say, "yea, sure i'll go". so DRC inadvertently returned the affection of the guy hitting on her and ultimately gave him her number.
(4) Lockbox, Hapa, and 2.0 just prove that all boys are dogs. in the span of the night all 3 of them peed in alleyways. Lockbox was the worst b/c he peed outside as soon as we hopped out of the cab although we were right outside of Floyd's and were about to go in. he couldn't wait the 3 seconds to walk into Floyd's and use their bathroom.
i hadn't really intended to go out for anything significant since i still had to edit my paper which was due the next day at 11 am but of course the night ended up with me getting home at 4 am and had to wake up at 9 to do work. i am completely exhausted right now, but had a great time last night. what a good call on going out.
looking all playa, playa
overall the night was pretty fun (although it got a little dicey when DRC tried to get us to play the vH1 i love the 80s game). once again, i rocked Pop 5. eventually the game digressed to where they just used the cards from Pop 5 to play charades. and of course, as is the custom when at a party at DRC's, someone spilled the bowl of tortilla chips.
speaking of parties, DRC and i went to the Inter-APALSA event at Vesta last night. initially i didn't really want to go the city but since i'd finally finished my Memorandum of Law for Fundamentals of Legal Drafting, i just felt the necessity to go out and it seemed like nobody was staying around locally so there was no alternative but to go to the city. ironically, it ended up being DRC, Creeper and me that went together to the event. who would've guessed that that trio would be the one together? awkward...in the end it was a good idea going to the city. altho the Inter-Apalsa event was definitely not as successful as last year (when Co-Chair and i were the social chairs for APALSA. even t
ho our reign had its own kinks, at least we always had big turn outs to our events), BLS came out and represented (we always do). Vesta played good music, fun to dance to, and DRC and i got our dancing shoes on. at one point DRC made the decision that she should totally be a go-go dancer instead of a lawyer, and i agree. BigPapa had a table with a bottle (although we were polite and only had once cup between DRC and i-we're not complete mooches).a few interesting things happened:
(1) the Twins came back into my life! both of them happened to be at the event (yes, asians are that clique-y. we do all know each other). it was really good catching up w/them.
(2) apparently Wifey told SuperAzn that i hate her and want to punch her in the face, which is completely untrue. i only barely know SuperAzn aside from the fact that she's Princess's mentee, from NYU, and is (as by the nickname) super-asian. honestly, Wifey's got to grow up. i know she's very insecure and likes to be the "i'm-super-straightforward-don't-care-if-you-don't-like-it" type, but she also has this mean-streak because of all that and talks a lot of shit about everybody. you always gotta be careful with that girl.
(3) DRC invited a guy from Vesta to Floyd's, thinking he was hitting on me, but in actuality he was waiting for her. the guy came over to me and DRC while we were dancing and we were about to leave to head back to Brooklyn. right at the moment he got there DRC ran off to the bathroom and the guy just continued to stand there next to me. it was kind of awkward. it was pretty obvious he was just biding time until DRC got back so i just politely made convo with him until she got back (where you from, we're heading back to Brooklyn, etc.). when DRC got back from the bathroom i immediately walked away so that he could get on with business. she invited him to Floyd's and he said yes and started to follow us and DRC ran over to me to let me know she did me a favor by inviting him to Brooklyn until i explained he was hitting on her not me. how do i know? while DRC was in the bathroom i was conversing with the guy and told him we were leaving and heading to Brooklyn which he commented was too far for him since he lived in Murray Hill. but as i walked away and he was talking to DRC and she invited him to Brooklyn i distinctly heard him say, "yea, sure i'll go". so DRC inadvertently returned the affection of the guy hitting on her and ultimately gave him her number.
(4) Lockbox, Hapa, and 2.0 just prove that all boys are dogs. in the span of the night all 3 of them peed in alleyways. Lockbox was the worst b/c he peed outside as soon as we hopped out of the cab although we were right outside of Floyd's and were about to go in. he couldn't wait the 3 seconds to walk into Floyd's and use their bathroom.
i hadn't really intended to go out for anything significant since i still had to edit my paper which was due the next day at 11 am but of course the night ended up with me getting home at 4 am and had to wake up at 9 to do work. i am completely exhausted right now, but had a great time last night. what a good call on going out.
Sunday, October 5
the Weardown
someone recently mentioned how the weardown really does work for guys some times. and you know what? i have to agree. i always knew the weardown worked, but it seems to have taken on a whole new spin recently and i gotta admit, i don't really like it.
here's the lowdown on what the weardown is. no, it's not a nickname for a real person. it's more of a labelling of the M.O. of certain guys. some guys bowl you over with how good-looking they are. others win you over with their wit, charm, and intellect. some just sweep you off your feet. or else it's just attraction at first sight. then there are the weardown guys. these guys don't do any of the above. instead they just wear you down. they hover around you, telling you how cute you are and making flirty suggestions. and you would never ever ever EVER like this guy and you constantly tell him such, but he still hovers. why does he continue to hover around you? because he wants to WEAR YOU DOWN. don't get me wrong: the weardown is applied by both guys and girls. and it's a common element of fairytale dorky guy/girl gets the popular guy/girl. it can be very endearing when you hear the story of the couple that got together because 1 of the 2 had been harboring a massive crush on the other and was just persistent until the other 1 finally got a clue and realized how great that person was. aww isn't that sweet. however, in recent times, i've noticed the weardown being employed in a much less chivalrous way. more and more, and i really only see this with guys, i see the weardown being used by guys on girls just so they can hook-up or get laid. they don't really like the girl. they don't want to date the girl. they just want to get some. that's despicable and kind of sad and pathetic too. the weardown should only be used if the other person is worth that much effort. you don't just use the weardown on everyone around you; it's not bait you put in a fishing net and see how many fish you can get. aish.
on to other topics.
i haven't been as invol
ved with APALSA this year, mainly because i'm not on the e-board anymore (and honestly, thank god. now i can just go and enjoy the events). there are only 3 events of APALSA that i always must attend: the Minority Mixer, the Mentor-Mentee dinner, and the Alumni dinner. 2 of the 3 has already happened. the Minority Mixer was held at 
Bacchus this year, which was a poor choice of venue. altho we did have more outdoor room than last year's event at APT 138, the food choice was severely limited and if you're going to provide free drinks, you should at least fortify the stomachs of the people drinking or else you're gonna have a mess on your hands. the only thing they served were mini sliders and chicken puffs and these were served on platters. everyone i was with was starving since usually this event has a ginormous spread so we all hadn't eaten any dinner in preparation of the free food. it got to the poin
t that waiter would walk immediately to our table first, knowing we were dying for some food. suffice it to say that with such little amount of food in my stomach i was pretty much out of commission shortly after the event.
Mentor-Mentee dinner was also a good free food and drink event, altho my mentee couldn't make it to the dinner. [insert frowny-face here]. regardless, i brought Egg up with me and we, along with Adidas, managed to play many rounds of Gawi Bawi Bo aka Muk Chi Ba [i've recently been informed that the way we play is actually Muk Chi Ba and i've incorrectly called it Gawi Bawi Bo all these years. o well, whatevs, i'm not actually korean so it's not really my fault]. super fun. and then i believe we all ended up at Brazen Head. but don't quote me on that. because for the life of me, right now i can't remember what happened later that night. eh, o well. it must not have been important then.
here's the lowdown on what the weardown is. no, it's not a nickname for a real person. it's more of a labelling of the M.O. of certain guys. some guys bowl you over with how good-looking they are. others win you over with their wit, charm, and intellect. some just sweep you off your feet. or else it's just attraction at first sight. then there are the weardown guys. these guys don't do any of the above. instead they just wear you down. they hover around you, telling you how cute you are and making flirty suggestions. and you would never ever ever EVER like this guy and you constantly tell him such, but he still hovers. why does he continue to hover around you? because he wants to WEAR YOU DOWN. don't get me wrong: the weardown is applied by both guys and girls. and it's a common element of fairytale dorky guy/girl gets the popular guy/girl. it can be very endearing when you hear the story of the couple that got together because 1 of the 2 had been harboring a massive crush on the other and was just persistent until the other 1 finally got a clue and realized how great that person was. aww isn't that sweet. however, in recent times, i've noticed the weardown being employed in a much less chivalrous way. more and more, and i really only see this with guys, i see the weardown being used by guys on girls just so they can hook-up or get laid. they don't really like the girl. they don't want to date the girl. they just want to get some. that's despicable and kind of sad and pathetic too. the weardown should only be used if the other person is worth that much effort. you don't just use the weardown on everyone around you; it's not bait you put in a fishing net and see how many fish you can get. aish.
on to other topics.
i haven't been as invol
ved with APALSA this year, mainly because i'm not on the e-board anymore (and honestly, thank god. now i can just go and enjoy the events). there are only 3 events of APALSA that i always must attend: the Minority Mixer, the Mentor-Mentee dinner, and the Alumni dinner. 2 of the 3 has already happened. the Minority Mixer was held at 
Bacchus this year, which was a poor choice of venue. altho we did have more outdoor room than last year's event at APT 138, the food choice was severely limited and if you're going to provide free drinks, you should at least fortify the stomachs of the people drinking or else you're gonna have a mess on your hands. the only thing they served were mini sliders and chicken puffs and these were served on platters. everyone i was with was starving since usually this event has a ginormous spread so we all hadn't eaten any dinner in preparation of the free food. it got to the poin
t that waiter would walk immediately to our table first, knowing we were dying for some food. suffice it to say that with such little amount of food in my stomach i was pretty much out of commission shortly after the event.
Mentor-Mentee dinner was also a good free food and drink event, altho my mentee couldn't make it to the dinner. [insert frowny-face here]. regardless, i brought Egg up with me and we, along with Adidas, managed to play many rounds of Gawi Bawi Bo aka Muk Chi Ba [i've recently been informed that the way we play is actually Muk Chi Ba and i've incorrectly called it Gawi Bawi Bo all these years. o well, whatevs, i'm not actually korean so it's not really my fault]. super fun. and then i believe we all ended up at Brazen Head. but don't quote me on that. because for the life of me, right now i can't remember what happened later that night. eh, o well. it must not have been important then.
Thursday, October 2
you're a lesbian! you're pregnant! you're getting married!
haven't seen my girls in a while (the OTHER girls) so i went out to dinner at Kenka w/Bubby and Kiks. Kiks had told me that Bubby had a surprising, life-changing announcement to make. and i don't know why, but my immediate thought was "she's a lesbian." why is that? Bubby has had no experiences w/girls (altho i think she made out w/one once before, but we did go to an womens' college so that's really just a given) and has always been all about boys. when i got to the restaurant and i said what i thought it was that was firmly denied and my next thought was "she's getting married." also a preposterous concept b/c i know for a fact she's not dating anyone. when i recounted this story to DRC she also immediately guessed lesbian first and then guessed pregnancy second. why is that? anyways, the big announcement is that Bubby's moving out of NYC. for various reasons, she's decided to move to Charleston, SC for a while. ::sniffle, sniffle:: i will miss you, Bubby...
but since the move isn't going to be for a bit we didn't dwell on it and instead enjoyed dinner, of course starting w/beer ASAP and tako wasabi (salted octopus w/wasabi-it's so good and perfect for drinking beer w/). eventually Snoopy joined us for a bit b/c he had a dinner date later that night. Snoopy always astounds me. that boy can eat 4 dinners in a row and not get fat. and usually he does eat that many meals in a day b/c he's a social superman and never says "no" to going out or meeting up. how he has the stamina for that i really don't know... we had the weirdest and probably most inappropriate convos to have in public but it was a hilarious dinner: from what pornos we prefer, how Snoopy seamlessly picks up girls, whether guys are proportionate, art museums, etc.
at some point in the dinner i looked outside and saw Stitch walking past the restaurant. i bolted out the door and screamed down the sidewalk "STITCH!" and of course she turned around, as did the other 30 people on the sidewalk. how embarassing. she walked back towards me and we caught up and she told me she was meeting Kid later that night in my neighborhood. i've gotta admit, i'm pretty proud of the 2 of them for getting together. kudos to me for introducing them. they're both such adorable and sweet people that i'm really glad they hit it off and are having such a cute time of it right now. i'm crossing my fingers to be in their wedding some day.
we finally left Kenka and headed towards the subway when all of sudden, Bubby had to pee (damn beer and the whole concept of breaking the seal). so while she stopped at Starbucks, Kiks and i stopped at the Dessert Truck. i think i've seen it around but definitely not all the time. regardless, it has a distinct ice cream truck feel except it serves fancy desserts. for instance, i got the Chocolate Bread Pudding w/Creme Angleis, Kiks got Chocolate Mousse w/a Peanut Butter Center, and Bubby got something like Baked Apples and Cinnamon Crisp. it was all totally delish but while we were standing there and i was debating if i should get something, the way the truck's designed just made me feel like i was standing at a Mr. Softee. i told the guy in the truck that and he answered that he gets that all the time and customers have actually gotten mad at them for not having soft-serve ice cream. and altho i agreed w/him that that was just ridiculous, secretly i was thinking that same thing...
but since the move isn't going to be for a bit we didn't dwell on it and instead enjoyed dinner, of course starting w/beer ASAP and tako wasabi (salted octopus w/wasabi-it's so good and perfect for drinking beer w/). eventually Snoopy joined us for a bit b/c he had a dinner date later that night. Snoopy always astounds me. that boy can eat 4 dinners in a row and not get fat. and usually he does eat that many meals in a day b/c he's a social superman and never says "no" to going out or meeting up. how he has the stamina for that i really don't know... we had the weirdest and probably most inappropriate convos to have in public but it was a hilarious dinner: from what pornos we prefer, how Snoopy seamlessly picks up girls, whether guys are proportionate, art museums, etc.
at some point in the dinner i looked outside and saw Stitch walking past the restaurant. i bolted out the door and screamed down the sidewalk "STITCH!" and of course she turned around, as did the other 30 people on the sidewalk. how embarassing. she walked back towards me and we caught up and she told me she was meeting Kid later that night in my neighborhood. i've gotta admit, i'm pretty proud of the 2 of them for getting together. kudos to me for introducing them. they're both such adorable and sweet people that i'm really glad they hit it off and are having such a cute time of it right now. i'm crossing my fingers to be in their wedding some day.
we finally left Kenka and headed towards the subway when all of sudden, Bubby had to pee (damn beer and the whole concept of breaking the seal). so while she stopped at Starbucks, Kiks and i stopped at the Dessert Truck. i think i've seen it around but definitely not all the time. regardless, it has a distinct ice cream truck feel except it serves fancy desserts. for instance, i got the Chocolate Bread Pudding w/Creme Angleis, Kiks got Chocolate Mousse w/a Peanut Butter Center, and Bubby got something like Baked Apples and Cinnamon Crisp. it was all totally delish but while we were standing there and i was debating if i should get something, the way the truck's designed just made me feel like i was standing at a Mr. Softee. i told the guy in the truck that and he answered that he gets that all the time and customers have actually gotten mad at them for not having soft-serve ice cream. and altho i agreed w/him that that was just ridiculous, secretly i was thinking that same thing...
Tuesday, September 30
how the Swedes and Traders do it
in case you haven't done it yet, i highly recommend going to IKEA and Trader Joe's. however, each comes w/its own caveat so beware.
Egg and i took the shuttle over to IKEA for the 1st time. it's so super convenient as it runs every 15 mins from 9 am-9 pm. we walked into the place and were like kids in a candy store. we hopped around on all the beds and sofas, trying them all out and then went nuts on the floor level where all the dishes, pots, pans and other cooking paraphernalia is. and that's the caveat for those who brave the trip: IKEA is addictive. after that trip w/Egg, he subsequently went back 3 more times. and DRC and Coleslaw also got sucked in and also made 2 trips to IKEA w/in days of each other. so far, i have escaped the allure although it has been tempting me.
Trader Joe's just opened up around the corner from Feil. i walked in there on the 1st day it opened and altho i was super excited about it, i also became immediately annoyed at the crowd. also, the way the store is laid out is not very customer friendly because the line grows to ginormous proportions which makes it difficult to shop around all the ppl waiting in line. however, a deal is a great deal and the best part of TJ's is getting gourmet or easy foods for a great bargain. on my 2nd trip there i did a real grocery shop and braved the lines, which moved surprisingly fast. as i left the store tho, i realized how much traffic has started to build up around that 4-way-corner of TJ's. and it made me a little sad to think how crowded the area's gonna start getting as the neighborhood changes. i mean, 1st the Urban Outfitters and now a TJ's... o well, i still love TJ's regardless so who cares about urban sprawl. i recommend getting to TJ's earlier vs. later tho. they run out of stuff very quickly and are still working through kinks so they end up not restocking when they run out.
Egg and i took the shuttle over to IKEA for the 1st time. it's so super convenient as it runs every 15 mins from 9 am-9 pm. we walked into the place and were like kids in a candy store. we hopped around on all the beds and sofas, trying them all out and then went nuts on the floor level where all the dishes, pots, pans and other cooking paraphernalia is. and that's the caveat for those who brave the trip: IKEA is addictive. after that trip w/Egg, he subsequently went back 3 more times. and DRC and Coleslaw also got sucked in and also made 2 trips to IKEA w/in days of each other. so far, i have escaped the allure although it has been tempting me.
Trader Joe's just opened up around the corner from Feil. i walked in there on the 1st day it opened and altho i was super excited about it, i also became immediately annoyed at the crowd. also, the way the store is laid out is not very customer friendly because the line grows to ginormous proportions which makes it difficult to shop around all the ppl waiting in line. however, a deal is a great deal and the best part of TJ's is getting gourmet or easy foods for a great bargain. on my 2nd trip there i did a real grocery shop and braved the lines, which moved surprisingly fast. as i left the store tho, i realized how much traffic has started to build up around that 4-way-corner of TJ's. and it made me a little sad to think how crowded the area's gonna start getting as the neighborhood changes. i mean, 1st the Urban Outfitters and now a TJ's... o well, i still love TJ's regardless so who cares about urban sprawl. i recommend getting to TJ's earlier vs. later tho. they run out of stuff very quickly and are still working through kinks so they end up not restocking when they run out.
Saturday, September 27
50/50 Ethics
as i previously mentioned in 1 of those rare times i was wasted while attempting to write an entry in this blog, i passed the MPRE. hooray! however, i don't want to make it sound like it was cake. while it wasn't the hardest thing i've ever done, it definitely was not cake. i attended a BAR/BRI prep course (which was brutal-but it was worth it to go just for the book) and then spent 2 days cramming. and when i say i spent 2 days, it was literally 2 fulls days where aside from meals and a few breaks, i spent the signif part of those days just reviewing the material and going over practice tests.
what was fun was the post-MPRE party. there really isn't much to say b/c i think the pictures speak for themselves.
what was fun was the post-MPRE party. there really isn't much to say b/c i think the pictures speak for themselves.
here it looks like a regular party, not much different from anything else. except, what was going on before all these people got here??
inappropriate hand guestures? and those sunglasses were a popular item all night.
someone in this picture looks like they're being inappropriate. who could it be?? but let me clear, this is just the magic of the camera. in reality, nothing was happening. please people, my friends have class [or most of them do anyway]
Pimento, after he knocked that whole bowl of tortilla chips onto the ground.
see, we can be cute and normal too!
o wait, i spoke too soon. what's actually happening is Cubed and Pimento for some reason started wrestling. yet somehow, this picture makes it look like something else. but then it gets worse...
i have no idea why they ended up in this pose after wrestling. it looks like Pimento's trying to get away and Cubed is chasing after him.
i know DRC would like to believe that this picture is her scolding the guys for wrestling in her hallway. however, if i remember correctly, i believe she was telling them that she could kick their butts in wrestling if they dared to try. even if that's wrong, it doesn't sound totally unbelievable that that's the conversation that's going on right?
i see you too!
see! those sunglasses totally re-appeared throughout the night!
Monday, September 22
sometimes i have culture
ok ok, i kno
w i don't...but sometimes i'm cultural (altho it's always because someone else takes me to something culturual). recently when Stinky came to NY to visit, it happened to coincide w/Poprally at the MoMa. w
e all got dressed up and headed over.
except it was outside. and i swear, it must've been about 100 degrees. ok, maybe not that hot but it was definitely in the 90s. i mean, look at these pictures. we're all pretty damn shiny a
ren't we? yea, that's because we're all pretty damn sweaty. however, the exhibit itself was pretty interesting. it was displaying all architectural art. there was a tall tower made entirely of glass (aside from the frame). and there were a lot of girls in dresses going up and down that thing. if i was a boy i would've just stayed on the 1st floor and kept looking up. man i'd be a perv-y boy huh? luckily i'm not.
there was also a great exhibit about potential housing to be used in New Orleans made out of very cheap but sturdy material and designed to be easily put together and constructed. the design and structure was created by the kids at MIT. go figure.
overall, the event was very cool and trendy and at the same time enlightening and cultural. the free beer also didn't hurt.
w i don't...but sometimes i'm cultural (altho it's always because someone else takes me to something culturual). recently when Stinky came to NY to visit, it happened to coincide w/Poprally at the MoMa. w
e all got dressed up and headed over.except it was outside. and i swear, it must've been about 100 degrees. ok, maybe not that hot but it was definitely in the 90s. i mean, look at these pictures. we're all pretty damn shiny a
ren't we? yea, that's because we're all pretty damn sweaty. however, the exhibit itself was pretty interesting. it was displaying all architectural art. there was a tall tower made entirely of glass (aside from the frame). and there were a lot of girls in dresses going up and down that thing. if i was a boy i would've just stayed on the 1st floor and kept looking up. man i'd be a perv-y boy huh? luckily i'm not.
there was also a great exhibit about potential housing to be used in New Orleans made out of very cheap but sturdy material and designed to be easily put together and constructed. the design and structure was created by the kids at MIT. go figure.overall, the event was very cool and trendy and at the same time enlightening and cultural. the free beer also didn't hurt.
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