sigh. if ever there was a thing about yesterday to regret, it would only be that i forgot my camera at home. *sniffles* it's ok, though, because you guys know what i look like and i'm a thorough enough writer for you to be able to see it as i saw it.

so let me start at the beginning... i saw my mom yesterday at her workplace. the shampoo girl didn't show up for work so i took it upon myself to help out as much as possible while i was there. yes, i actually worked pretty damn hard on my bday. shampooing kills your lower back, but it was worth it as long as my mom didn't have to work as hard. after my mom was done with all her clients, we went to hunters for some pie... key lime and pumpkin to be exact. x) it was sooo yummy!!! everyone got together to sing us happy birthday and we sat next to the fireplace and everything. it was really sweet and special.

then i took the train over to flushing and met up with my honey and then we picked up annie and janie unni. would you like to guess where we went then? sulrak garden, of course. i loveee my galbi fa'sheezy. then karin unni joined us and things got even more fun. lol. we went through 6/7 soju bottles and let me tell you, i was feeling it from the first shot... afterall, all i ate the entire day was two bites of pumkin pie. then we realized we had a camera phone from janie unni & annie's sidekick so we took some final shots of the night. keep in mind, we all had lots to drink by this point... something like a bottle and a half for each of us [karin unni barely drank].

all the girls, only half fob'd out.

david and janey. in a world full of strangers i belong to someone.

sad cuz the soju ran out. actually, i'm making that up. i dunno why i'm sad.

much thanks to my lovely ladies. i had lots of fun last night and it was all cuz you guys are too funny & cute. much thanks to my honey. you're one of a kind, and i'm keeping you forever. *mwa* and much thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday. you are all sooo sweet and appreciated.

site update:

• by the way, i've decided to let my site remain mostly public. i shall definitely write more protected posts from now on, but only when necessary... as in only to tell you of my uber personal life's experiences. so just drop by from time to see and see what goodies i have in store for you.
• the code where you need to sign in is now down, as is the public xtracker. i got upset that people i disliked wanted to read about my life so badly, but now i'm just flattered. i've had the power to walk away whereas they're no better than a puppy begging for my attention. your master commands you to bark! *bark* now that's a good bitch. here's your treat! :P

subway angel

waitressing wears me down to the bone. i'm not any thinner but i swear i've lost years of my life being so stressed out with my nit picky customers... and no night was as long as when i was stuck at work during one of our most recent snow flurries. because i come during the dinner shift, i'm also the one stuck doing the closing whereas the other waiter who did a double shift gets to go home much earlier. hunters never closes earlier than 11 pm either, not even with the neverending snowfall. so you can imagine how irritated i was by the end of the night. i was mad for being made to work until 11 just in case we got a hoard of customers late at night. i was annoyed that the four customers i did wait on did not follow the menu at all but rather made up their own dishes as they went along... and most of all i was frustrated at my express bus because their price went up to five dollars a ride when i barely made twenty that night. i was so mad, in fact, that i decided to actually take the crosstown bus to my train to another bus just to avoid the higher express bus fare.

all the transportation vehicles came when they were supposed to and i finally sat down on my train ready to nod off into a fitful nap until i reached my stop. then the inside doors slid open and there was the homeless guy in all his begging glory. there are quite a few regular homeless people on my line, but no one irked me as much as this man. he actually goes all out begging on his knees and shaking knees to wake up a sleeping passenger to get a few cents. he has no pride and all he does is whine and i get ashamed for him everytime i see his act. it's the same all the time... he says he had kidney surgery and lost all his money on having it and he lifts up his shirt to show people the scar. he says he's cold and oh so hungry and could anyone please spare some change. i remember one time i bought a venti white chocolate mocha and i couldn't wait to drink it on the train to warm me up and he stood right in front of me asking if he could have it. i gave it to him and he drank it piping hot and gave the empty cup back to me to throw away.

when i saw him on the train that night, all i could do was roll my eyes and think of what an annoying night i just had and how it didn't look like it would get any better with this guy so near. i would pretend to sleep but i knew he would wake me up, so i just looked away when i saw him walking towards me. he stopped and i was about to give him an annoyed look but he wasn't looking at me. he stopped at the lady beside me and she smiled. she said, "i've been looking for you all day, this is what i've saved for you to eat. i was getting worried that you were getting hungry." she took out a bag and inside that bag was crackers and soup and a sandwich. she apologized saying there was more but she gave the rest to the other homeless people she met that day. she put all the food in her tote bag and she told him to put everything he had into it so it would be easier for him to travel with. he left with her tote bag, and she got off the next stop.

but she left something behind... with me. i'd like to think i'm a nice person. people have told me i'm really friendly. but that night i felt low and unforgiving. that night i knew i had to stop being so judgmental. i have so much to be grateful for... i have a roof over my head and a job that pays the bills. i have loving parents and loving friends. i found my other half and i'm engaged to him. but never once did i ever give something of myself to those less fortunate. i give my spare change when a homeless person asks for it, and sometimes i get angry at them for not making their lives any better. i see their pleas for food and money as an act and i get annoyed. but this lady... this angelic lady... made me realize exactly how selfish i can be. she definitely doesn't have xanga, but i would like it to be known that she left a mark with me inside my heart. her actions that night touched me and also made me realize that good people do win.

good hearted people win all the time. nothing bad ever comes from loving. when you are kind, that act stays with you longer than when you are spiteful. it warms your heart and it touches the hearts of people around you. yes, bad things happen to good people but it's only because life is imperfect and we are tested time and time again to see what makes or breaks us. i truly believe good will always be stronger than evil, and that night proved it to me all the more. that night i was spiteful, i was mean, and i was unforgiving. but it just took one act of kindness for me to see the error in my ways. it just took one act of kindness for me to step back and reevaluate my pointless anger. one act was all it took for me to know that even in the city that never sleeps, in the city in which countless number of crimes are committed on a daily basis, in that same city, we have people like that lady. and that's all we need. one act by one person is all anyone needs.

gosh... it's sO beautiful outside... it matches my mood completely!!! i just spent the most lovely weekend with my shnookums. *mwa* thank you for everything, honey. granted i had to work all weekend [i've only been seeing double shifts!!!], but being with him at night makes it all worth it. i totally see myself coming home to his arms every night and loving it for the rest of my life. i've been really stressed out these past two weeks because of work. i've been working non-stop since that waiter got deported. working is fine with me except when i have to study for tests and write papers and shit, you know? i have ok time management but when i just don't have time because i'm working all the effin time... ARGH!!! it's enough to make me scream.

so one night last week, david got off of work early [this has never happened to him, ever.] and he decided to surprise me by picking me up from school and driving me to work. but he came a tad bit late and i was a tad bit later to work. what did i do when he came? did i tell him that i really appreciated him picking me up and Hunters could go screw itself if they care that i'm late? no... i practically screamed at him asking him what the hell he had to pick up in the city that just couldn't wait for another day... he got all sad and i felt really bad so i took back everything and apologized... then he asked me if he could try and make me feel better and i consented. he took out a box and told me to open it... it was a ring... our marriage bands to be more precise.

david's a carpenter so he rarely gets off work early or ever gets a day off. it's a korean construction company and apparently, koreans don't take off days that they don't have to take off. anyways, the last time he got a day off, we went the jewelery shop and searched for our perfect wedding bands. we saw all kinds... platinum, white gold, yellow gold, even titanium. ones with diamonds in the center, ones with just designs, ones that were two toned, even wedding bands that perfectly imitated brad pitt's wedding band. then we decided on something that was simple, classic, and elegant. we're not showy people and our style in jewelery is the farthest away from gaudy as you can get. anyways, we put a down payment on it and decided to pay it off slowly until we got married.

but david thought that since i was having such a hard time lately with work and school, that i would be able to use a little pick me up. david is perfect. he truly is... he's so considerate and loving and giving and generous... and i love him more and more with every second that passes. he's never made me feel anything less than perfect either. thank you SO MUCH!!! i couldn't have asked for a better soulmate... i'll post up the pics of the ring[s] when i find my camera... it's lost in my room somewhere... but it sorta looks like brad & jennifer's rings without the black line in the middle and my version has ten diamonds on each ring [five on each side], not twenty for the girl and ten for the guy. i figure that in our relationship everything should always be equal... and besides... you don't need more bling to show you're a perfect ten, rah? x)

this pic is so effin cute i had to share it with y'all

miscellaneous update:

• the wedding won't be this year. don't worry, david & i are doing fantabulous... it's just too expensive to have a wedding right now. we'll need to save up for at least two years to throw the kinda ceremony we want to throw.
• i don't hate anyone regardless of what you may think. i did my fair share of hating since high school, that's for sure... but it's ridiculous to hold onto grudges for no better reason than "they talked shit about me."
• that does NOT mean that i like everyone either. to be completely honest, i probably don't even care for you unless you're a close friend of mine.
• since this year began, i've made amends with all the people i felt i was unfair to. i'm going to be a married woman one day... i don't want my children to hear stories of how mommy was a bitch back in the day.
• i've been working non-stop waitressing at Hunters. the main waiter got deported so the rest of the waiters needed to pick up the slack. apparently the rest was just me. sigh.

sulrak garden = mmm food coma

       me making the galbi               miyoung making the chandler

david & janey at the restaurant          honey looking like fluffy  

 Random Janey Facts  [Part III]

41. I love hats because I tend to go well with them. I'm not saying that to be conceited, it's just how it is. My second mother, Marjorie Lee Woo, is a hat designer and I model her hats not because I'm gorgeous or have a body that resembles a model's physique [HAHA, now THAT'S funny!] but because her hats look good on me. Maybe it's the shape of my face, maybe it's my head size, I really don't know. Whatever the reason, the fact still remains that I go well with most types of hats. 

42. I cannot, for the life of me, write in cursive/script. It's awful when I try to. It usually comes out looking like a deranged four year old trying to write like their mommy or daddy after four cans of coke... Sigh.

43. I'm deathly allergic to cats. It's serious. I bust out in hives EVERYWHERE and the inside of my eye starts covering my entire eye because it's so swollen. It looks exactly the way a frog's eye looks like when that film covers the eye so they don't have to blink. Then comes the sniffling, the coughing, and eventually the swelling of the throat and wheezing. Of course, the first time I learned this was when my mother took me to her friend's house. That lady had 8 freaggin cats so it's no wonder I reacted that badly. What was more traumatizing was that I thought I was going blind because of that swollen film inside my eye. You have NO idea the number of pictures I tried flashing through my head just in case I did go blind so I would remember colors and stuff. Ish~!

44. I have a large forehead. My honey tells me that means I have a big heart. If that is the case, then I do indeed have a very very large heart. Hahaha...

45. I am very easily amused. It does not take much to have me rolling on the floor, grabbing my belly, and smacking my thigh in fits of laughter. What I cannot stand, however, is to be tickled. I raise holy hell with my loud ass yelling and once they stop, all is calm once again.

46. I can drink STUPID amounts of alcohol and not have a hangover the next day. My technique? If I told you, I'd have to kill you. Haha, juss joke. What I do is I throw it all up [rarely on purpose either xP] and eat some bread before I sleep. Shhh... It's our little secret. ;P

47. I am very very very rash when I'm angry. When a bridge is burned with me, it's to a mutha-effin crisp. For example, I have no memorabilia of any of my first few bfs. Nothing whatsoever. No pictures, no letters, no gifts, nada. Yeah, I used to be like that. I'm not as bad with that anymore, but I'm not much better either.

48. I don't care if people "ruin" the movie for me by telling me the endings. I don't care much for surprises anyways, especially when it deals with movies. If I know the movie is going to have a sad ending, I refuse to watch it because I know if I do, I'll cry a river or two. ALL movies should have happy endings. Hmph.

49. My FAVORITE disney movie is Beauty & the Beast. Why? Because Belle was a bookworm, just like me. One of my favorite scenes in that movie was when she entered the Beast's library. I was sO excited and sO jealous all at the same time. I still get that way when I watch the movie now. I told David to make me a library JUST LIKE THAT, but he doesn't think that's such a great idea because it would be pointless to have so many books. I guess he does have a point but I can still dream, can't I?

50. I'm absolutely enamored by all the sweet people I've chilled with since school started. Annie & Janie unni I've known for a little over a year now but we only really started hanging out recently. You guys are sO much fun³!!! *MWA* It's a joy to be around such REAL and beautiful people, you know? And how could I ever forget sweet [and GORGEOUS] Mina and crazy Karin unni. x) And by the way, Joey oppa: YOU ARE TONS OF GOOFY FUN!