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Toby is famous

Thu, 18 Jan 2007 22:44:02 GMT

Watch me baby talk to my dog, Toby online. =) I'm lame.

It's the damn interest...

Mon, 20 Nov 2006 22:40:17 GMT

Promise to update later on this week! Happy Thanksgiving if I don't get the chance. I just wanted to do a quick update before I step out of the house.

What I Learned Today

Okay, so maybe I'm incompetent or oblivious to the world and you guys already know this. But I also know that since it's a glorious long weekend, most of you are going to go out and party it up at the clubs/bar or the likes of that. Before you pick up that glass of beer... here are some statistics:

If you want a $700,000 start-up house in New York and you've been good and have saved $200,000 by the time your thirty... then you only need to borrow $500,000 from the bank right? Okay... thirty-year mortgage-- fairly standard at $3500/month. So you huff and puff until your sixty and look at your amortized-interest mortgage statement and say... WHAT!? Yep... that $500,000 loan became $1.2 million. Ouch.

If you just pay a double mortgage for one month, you can save yourself $150,000 in the long-run. So save early, buy early, pay early.

So think about that before you buy your six-dollar drinks and your four-dollar water at the clubs. Everyone's allowed to have a vice (mmm.... vice--I'm all for that one vice), so maybe get there before eleven like a loser. Like that hour is going to make a difference. Hide underneath the benches or in the bathroom until all the chumps paying $20 at the door are swinging in at 12:30 and pretend you just walked in. Just saying.

If you want to impress a girl, take her out to dinner instead of buying her a drink... more bang for the same buck. Har har.

Now I'm late... phooey.

For Linh Vo

Tue, 10 Oct 2006 20:22:03 GMT

Linh's Xanga

You planned the best house-party on Saturday, yummiest dinner-party Sunday, danced the night away to Armin and even managed to drive me to my photoshoot on Monday. Only you would get me something so practical and so fun like PS2 and Katamari. KATAMARI! Get ready to become instantly addicted, we will never leave the house again. I love it =)

Most of all, I liked the card. I read it twice. I know you thought I had an unpleasant look but you know how bad I am with that stuff in person. Btw, the five-time whammy wasn't too shabby either.

Thanks for the first birthday party that didn't reduce me to tears .

The stuff you do negates the stuff I know about you. Does that make sense?

When you touched my face
When you call my name
I'm burned with desire
But you left me in the rain

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Hey guys! Thanks for the best birthday dinner. I had a great time .

Do you ever look around and briefly acknowledge that everyone around you is startinng to act significantly older at an alarming rate? There are times when I look around and I get freaked out, super freaked out. Then I figure it's only two more years until we leave the safety-net of college and get thrown in the real world. Haha, what am I talking about? The headaches, the insurance, the rent, the bills, the worries... most of us are already there.

But screw it. I'm going to have the best damn twenties I can possibly have. What's not to be happy about? Everything just simply fell in place. I really do have the greatest friends, family and even room-mate! I'm not just throwing the adjective best out there like some sort of half-hearted consolation gesture. I really do mean the best. I can count the ways, but I know you already know so all I can offer is a stupid thanks... I love you guys.

Now that a year has passed by I run down the list of my annual mental questions: Wiser? I hope so. Better? Definitely yes. Complaints? No way. Happy? Nah. But I like it that way. At the end of the day, I'm in a good place with way better music every passing year. So I say:

BRING ON TWENTY, HECK BRING ON THIRTY.

I'll see you on the other side!

This is going to be good, I can tell.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Sun, 08 Oct 2006 19:11:30 GMT

Birthday was great =) update tomorrow!

Oh What a Night

Fri, 29 Sep 2006 00:27:19 GMT

Simon and I straight off the airplane in the airport parking lot with James! Our Chauffeur. MTV totally hooked us up and got us a really great ride, it was a 2007 Mercedes S Class... Mmm... best two moving hours of my life =)

Again, MTV totally surprised us with great hotel suites. It's my room, this one was in West Hollywood. I'm so bad with California geography I have no idea where Hollywood is in relation to San Gabriel or Pasedena or Malibu. The second picture is with the lovely Cassandra, my make-up artist before the concert in my bathroom. I'm eating because we were rushing around the whole day and didn't get the opportunity to put food in our tummies.

At the Venue! It's us with Jeff & Machi and me with Jin. Two spectacular perfomances. Everyone talked about how Jin really connected with the audience and yeah, you could tell that he's a natural entertainer.

Backstage, getting ready to go on microphone in hand!

The most kickass performances and Simon getting ready to go on.

Put your three fingers up for Far-East Movement! Haha, it's us, Far-east and Jasmine after the concert. Then me with Carl.

At sound check with the lovely Kaila Yu and Woody totally boozing the night before.

Simon, Al (Putnam Hall) and I at Vanguard the night before the concert and finally my last day in California (you can tell because of the color drain from my face from no sleep , completely worth it though!)... Burning Tree Project! We're shooting a "Live From" show. I love their song "Dear Valentine". Those guys are so sweet.

The concert was unforgetable! I'll always remember the fourteen-hundred people jumping up and down, waving their arms in the air and screaming... it was mind-blowing. When Simon and I got up on the stage I nearly died, I couldn't see the magnitude of the crowd from backstage and suddenly I'm blind-sided by the noise. Simon is great, he's a natural-born entertainer! Every perfomance was so good... it just sounds even better LIVE! I don't want to play favorites but I was so moved by Far-East Movement's set. And of course, Jin's "Same Cry" always always gets me. People went crazy for him (and also Machi), boys my age were trying to grab him... it was insane to watch! Oh man oh man... after the concert was the best. All the stress was over and finally we got to just hang out and relax and really savor the moment. We all ended up going to this club called "Garden of Eden" or something similar. I'll always remember MTV Chi Rocks, the smells, the people, the chaos and the mayhem. We do it best , let's top it next year!

Okay... no more excitement for the next two weeks! It's time to study for midterms!

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Ugh... I don't like studying for midterms. Dislike with a heated passion. Oh well, looking foward to a weekend of peace and my most favorite thing of all! CARDS!!!!! =)

Simon find this on someone's myspace everyone look so happy.

Say Yes to Popplers.

Wed, 20 Sep 2006 08:21:19 GMT

My agency wanted me to retake some of my pictures because I now have semi-bangs. So here are the pictures unedited =) !

And yes, I realize on every level that I have an enormous head and should not be allowed to wear my hair up... ever. Unfortunately, it was not my call... if I had it my way my hair would be permanently glued to the sides of my face.

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Visiting the folks in Florida was great in so many ways, I'm proud of my parents.

When I was little and we lived in a tiny apartment, I knew I wanted a house with a big back yard so I could raise my BIG dog to ride to school on when I'm tired. So watching my parents own two absolutely floors me. They work retardedly hard and still hustle like none of it exists. So I hope one day I will be able to do the same and have my parents come over to my very own house so they can be proud of me. That means more hustling & saving and less spending on... food or whatever I spend money on (???)... where in the world does it all go? I don't even like to shop... poo.

On another note, I'll be leaving Thursday morning for California! I won't be back until next Tuesday. Luckily for me, I'll only be missing one of each class due to very very lucky circumstances so I won't be too behind. Like I've mentioned before, Simon and I are hosting MTV Chi Rocks, a concert sponsored by Charter Cable and MTV Chi. It'll be fun, the producer said that he's basically going to follow us around the first two days as we do behind-the-scenes and exploring California stuff. For the rest of the time, we have shoots scheduled so I don't think it'll even closely resemble vacation, but that's okay I got my fill in Palm Coast. Off the top of my head, the artists that will be performing includes Jin, Far Eeast Movement, Kaila Yu, Jeff & Machi. Fear has consumed my entire being because the whole thing is filmed live and if I mess up, I not only mess up in front of all the MTV Chi viewers but all the MTV Asia viewers (all bajillion of them) as well. Eep...

MTV Chi Rocks

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Hey mister, can you send me the first song you sent me last night? I deleted it by accident and I liked it so much. (even if it is in Japanese)... bahh. Btw, we could never ever go to the same clubs... you like the weirdest trance. I don't care what you say, I refuse to let you stand in the corner and sulk just so we can hang out. By the way, DO NOT forget you know what for when I come back home lest I murder you.

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Had a great week, thanks for hanging out with me while I do my homework... you know how insane I get when left by myself. You're the only person who gets it... ya know, the mood swings.

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Duncan Sheik - On a High

I just want you to know that you're amazing. I like ~~almost~~ everything about you, especially the way you over-gesture when you're telling a story. Or the way you know random facts about trivial things and how your voice cracks when you sing too loudly to your favorite songs. When you're passionate about something, you whole-heartedly throw yourself into it. You tell it like it is and you don't bullshit around. You walk with an arrogant-grace and sometimes you're cocky but you pull it off anyhow (even though you're sexier when you're humble). You have infinite patience, or so it seems because you never lose your cool when I'm in a bad mood. You have a twisted sense of humor and I hate to admit you make me laugh (even when I don't show it). People make you smile and dancing comes easy to you. You always hit the mark, and it makes me go crazy. You're goofy and it's charming even when you don't know to put the napkin on your lap in a nice restaurant.

That is all.

I'm on a high, I'm on a high.
There nothing more to it, yeah.

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Edit:// It's 4:11AM and I'm still doing homework... why!?

Oh Girl

Wed, 13 Sep 2006 18:02:17 GMT

I'm always late for school because of a shoot, or late for a shoot because of school. That's maybe why I look so constipated when I'm walking around campus. Btw, I feel like I'm in high school again. All my teachers take attendence!!

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Okay, so maybe I'm not the best with relationships... in no particular order:

Ex no. 1 Was put away in a juvenile delinquent facility for three years.
Ex no. 2 I have a restraining order on.
Ex no. 3 Absolutely loathes me
Ex no. 4 Got horrendously beaten up and then absolutely loathed me.

Oh wowsers... it seems like a life-time ago and I can't recall their faces very well anymore. My track record looks glum. There are nights when I'm still scared that ex no. 2 will swerve into my street, block traffic, bash a car and throw me into the back seat like he did before. And ex no. 1 is the reason why I can't bring myself to pick up unknown numbers on my cell phone. But you know what? That's okay. What's life without some crazy-demented lunatics? I still like to think that I make good decisions (don't laugh). You live, you learn and that's that.

Still, I remember talking to you and thinking about the boys. I hope you know that respect is just the minimum. Despite all the surreal stories, I never felt unloved. I remember the chauffeur, the daddy, the eye-candy and the only boy who has ever made my heart stop.

Again, in no particular order:

No 1
He was so pretty and the girls toppled down like dominos. He had amazing brown eyes and pouty pink lips. He brushes his hair out of his face and the world stops to stare. He knew all the right people and kept a close eye and it was hard for me to breathe easy with his jealous rage. We understood each other, there was a very thin line... it was all for appearances and I learned early on that beauty is meaningless. From that day on... aesthetics became inconsequential. Still, a pretty face is all you can understand in adolscence.. so what else is there?

No. 2
Look back, way back from when we were young... and how you looked me dead in the eye and told me he was the one? Well, he wasn't but he sure made you feel that way... not because he was nice or bought us the latest phones (or turned out to be a psychopath), but because he was sincere. Sincere down to the very last corny paper star. And at the end of the day... it's about sincerity. Still... sincerity is not enough, is it? He still got the boot... and all of you... down to the most logical of you told me to stay.

No. 3
So then I started thinking, maybe it's not just the sincerity. You need something else too... someone who can take care of you. Not just to the best of his ability... but to the best of social standards (whether it be material or immaterial). He had effortless efficiency. He just knew. I don't know how he did it but meeting the demand was his specialty. I didn't know human beings could be so tirelessly proficient. Even my dad stopped in awe. With every craving satisfied and every weakness mended there couldn't be anymore... right? I was miserable. Didn't know why, still don't.

No. 4
Okay, okay maybe it's not about the sincerity or the needs. Maybe it's about passion. I'm not a slave to looks and he was no looker but he made my knees weak. He passes me in the hallway to give me a side-way glance and I submit my unconditional surrender. That boy was my world... yep yep, we had passion, restless movie-passion that drove me up the wall. So... why wasn't I happy? Hiding under the tables was habitual. And the garbage-can incident left me bewildered. It's that feeling... you know... the yicky.

So I'm back to square one... not exactly smarter but way cynical. People dissapoint, that's okay... and I think the thing I learned from all this is that there's no point, everyone out there is an idiot and stop trying, I kid I kid! What I meant to say is that... all the singular qualities are insignificant. It's about the happiness factor. I used to wonder (and this might make you laugh) why Marge ended up with Homer or why Wilma ended up with Fred. They obviously had better suitors hot on their heels... I don't know. It used to be a contest and best-case-scenario is walking away with best-in-show. Ya know, the smartest, the prettiest, the wealthiest etc. Now, it's all about the real smiles (no matter how rare or how small)... and hun, if he makes you smile then I definitely approve.

That was my long winded answer to your question.

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For you west-coast people:
www.mtvchirocks.com <-- I'll be hosting the concert live with Simon!

I Surrender You Psychopath

Sat, 26 Aug 2006 17:15:55 GMT

I miss sugar. Like the decadent Godiva dark-chocolate truffles that slowly falls-apart in your mouth, kissing every taste-bud into blissful oblivion. Or the Coldstone's Creamery 'cake-batter' mix that forces you to recall all the times you guiltly ate raw dough when your mom wasn't watching-- knowing full well that raw eggs probablys aren't great for your health. One last thing... the button candies on that one-foot strip of paper. Haphhazardly tearing the pink-yellow-blue-green dots hastily, not caring that you're most likely consuming more paper than candy. Yeah... oh, that's just me? Puh... no, I'm a meat and taters girl... really.

I know I've said this time and time again but I'm a sucker for cards. Christmas cards, Birthday cards, Flag Day cards... the works. I have every card neatly tucked away in my closet from when I was two and my parents scribbled "Happy 2nd Birthday" in pretty Chinese characters and all the "Will You Be My Valentine?" cards that you give each other in grade-school with power-rangers on them. I have the sweet-sixteen cards from that great night at my house and the home-made cards from Pennsylvania road-trips. Cards with epic-stories? My favorites. Reading them is second-best to sugar... I mean meats and taters. Well... homosexual Malfoy-Potter comic-strips in English class aren't too shabby either.

Our Cable Magazine Ad, I like Simon's Chi tattoos

You belonged on my golden pedestal but now you're just plain whack. I get down... real low down and out of nowhere you become this stranger and it completely negates everything. Everything I've ever built for you in my head. It topples down like dominos and I don't have the strength to stack them up again. On the other hand, being mad isn't my forte and I can't hold a grudge for dear life. Remember? I have the anger life-span of about five minutes, ten minutes if it's truly detrimental... I'm already over it. Yeah I know, even I'm a little surprised.

Hey, thanks for taking me to the dentist. Watching me get all goofy off the anasthesia and letting me mess with the radio dials on the way home. I'm sure it wasn't too much fun hanging around the house while I slept off the most nauseous 24 hours of my life. Thanks for picking up chicken-noodle soup and the anti-biotics from the pharmacy. For keeping Toby company while I was MIA for the day... I really appreicate it. Two wisdom-teeth down, two more wisdom-teeth to go!

I just found out that stretching feels good because it tears up parts of your muscles (no harm though) where your brain then releases endorphins... I'm scared to stretch now. The image of tearing up my muscles scare me.

-Happy Birthday Debby! You make my eyes smile... hehe.

-Lizzie, last night was a bloody mess but it was fun nonetheless. I approve =)

-School next Wednesday! Hope everyone had a retardedly happy summer!!!

Spirals

Tue, 15 Aug 2006 03:38:26 GMT

Stellar Project - Get Up Stand Up

I don't want school to start. The classes, the professors, the tests, the bs-- all of it is going to begin all over again and thinking about it makes me slightly nauseous. Two more years and we'll finally be over with it. I'm sure looking back, the experience will be worth the trouble but it sure does seem like a giant headache from this side of the fence.

Summer was beyond fun, it should have its own stratosphere. Despite the many many days of irregular sleep, the early call-times and a whole week of being homeless... it might just go down in best-summer history. Not because of the mind-blowing insanity that wake me up to thousands of unknown bruises/cuts or the boiler-room talks. I don't even think it has anything to do with the fact that I've lost and gained a T. Okay, maybe just a little. Just that those nights at the beach and the redundant text messages really did me in. And even when I'm sleepy and all I want to do is close my eyes, I think about all those practical things that I never used to even wonder about out there in the other room. And just when I think that I could maybe shake it off, something else comes along to sweep me off my feet in a smoky amphitheater. It could have been any other season of the year, but it wasn't... you know? It was without fail the sticky, uncomfortable summer days. I'm glad I'm here where I am.

The Asian guy from the Dharma Initiative can talk consistently with his eyebrows raised-- I wonder if he put that in his special skills portion of his acting resume.

I'm usually too lazy to scan magazine pictures but my mom and dad were in Florida and I wanted to show them so I had it handy! =) Anyhow, it's the summer's Cosmostyle. I didn't know I was in it until the makeup artist from last week's cosmo shoot told me. I wish they would at least give me a cursory call. I remember flipping through Elle girl to find Xiao's article and randomly finding myself on the next page.

I'm not in love with Chase but I loooooovvvee SJU (not to be bipolar). They gave me sweet mula today from my scholarship and that makes me super happy. Plus the rent-money from my scholarship, that makes me double happy. I hate to say this but I'm glad I'm a student today! SJU rocks my world!

Hope everyone is having a great summer!

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I got this from someone else's Xanga

The Rule of 7

Continuing on the topic of age, I want to share with you the Rule of 7. Some of you may have heard of it before, it is a guideline to what acceptable ages you can date. Of course, there is no such thing as a hard boundary, but the rule gives you a nice approximation of how young you can date before you start inching into creep territory.

The Rule:

Divide your age by half, and add 7. That's as young as you can date.

Now, take your age, subtract 7, and multiply by 2. That's as old as you can date.

For those that are not mathematically inclined, here are a few benchmarks.

18 year olds can date as young as 16.
22 year olds can date as young as 18.
26 year olds as young as 20.
30 year olds as young as 22.

Do the rule of 7 with your own age. Find out the youngest and oldest range that it suggests for you.

I don't think I've been following this rule very well my whole life. Yay rebel against it! I don't think this applies to younger people. If you take thirteen and subtract it by 7 and multiply it by two... you get twelve. That makes no sense. I'm guessing it's 18 and over.

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Don't laugh at me too hard =) Here's a video-clip of the JCPenny shoot Greg and I did the other week. Thanks David! We both look kinda crazy =)

http://www.mtvchi.com/onair/dyn/live_from/series.jhtml

Happy in a Reckless Kind of Way

Thu, 20 Jul 2006 04:12:04 GMT

I have a new apartment with my favorite Miss Mona two blocks away from SJU (all coincidence though, craigslist works in mysterious ways). I'm officially a Queens girl! Goodbye my wonderful car and hello mass transit! Forty minute of playing Sudoku on the E train going local to Manhattan with thousands of sweaty strangers because the heat shut the down the R and G train.

A big big hug for Linh (and lots of e-props!) for painting my walls and assembling all the IKEA furniture because we all know that I have two left hands. My room may be small but it's actually pretty (I wish I could say it was me, but it was mostly not). I love my bed, it's so comfortable... I may never leave the house again. I mean why do I need to? Food and netflix comes to me!

Simon and I had a blast up at Dartmouth this weekend with Jin, Far-East Movement, Chan and Christine who is now officially twenty-years old! I love these guys, Far East were so kind-- they let us crash in their hotel suite and saved us a bundle of mula!

Far East-Movement, Jin, Simon and I in the Green Room! These people have huge stage presence, it was great to watch. I never loved hip-hop but I think I'm converted now =D

Happy Birthday Christine! I wish I had some of that yummy birthday cake! I hope you like my bamboo plant =) it goes with your green shower slippers! The second picture is Simon with Jay.

This picture is to warn everyone not to walk around in heels in Hanover, New Hampshire. Because the stores are a million miles away and you'll end up walking barefoot because of the pain. By the way, there's no sales tax in New Hampshire!

Did anyone see me on Good Morning America and a bunch of other morning news doing the LG Camera, Marc Jacob sunglasses and Target college segment? If not, they're sending me the reel and I'll figure out a way to put it up. Maybe youtube? I'll be shooting at Queens Center tomorrow with Greg, stop by and say hi any of you Forest Hills people. I've only seen two of you this summer, boo. We'll catch up before you guys leave okay?

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MTV Chi (actually a really nice fan named Jonathan) made a xanga! Check it out

I promised myself that I wouldn't but I miss you =)