3 day weekend

after i read lynn's lil summary of our weekend, i decided i needed to represent (and show her up of course). the tamest of weekends by far in a while (for me at least). i'd been in lala land the past 5 weekends straight, and earth was paging me. plus i had a mission. beautifully accomplished i might add. friday at the tongue & cheek basically boiled down to one event = the drunkenness of lynn. saw a lot of familiar norcal faces, most notably mr.harvard, dongmin, in an afro. seeing hs people made me realize how crappy my face-name recognition is. i swear i stared at that dood for 2 minutes before he had to tell me. could've been the afro too. but nothing compares to wat i shall from this point on, call "the great hump." we were all doing our dance thing, when this white chick sidles (is that a word?) up to us and starts dancing w/ us. i'm off in my own lil dance world, but when i look up a lil bit later, lynn and white chick are five feet away doing the jiggy. i think, no harm done and i let it go. couple minutes later, i look up to check up on her, and then "the great hump" occurs. imagine gummy bears tummy bumping, but lower. yup. i think i uttered "oh my god!" out loud. and then quick intervention time. lynn, i will never let yu live that one down. >:)

can't blame the white chick tho. lynn did look pretty damn hot in her crazy tall curvaceousness. the theme that nite was "ghettochic" but we were oblivious to this piece of information. there were some yummy black guys that nite; i especially liked the one with a whole hub cap hanging from his neck. gaaaangster.

shitty part was, we got home at 4am and i had to be up by 7:30am to get to work. teaching sat's is such a killjoy. my student's kept asking me, "theresa, are you sick?" "theresa, wat's wrong with your voice? why is it so hoarse?" haha, but i luv them and i luv teaching them. i feel like i have 10 trillion dongsengs. friday, i finished tutoring sessions with sunny, 17 yr-old golf-playing overachiever, and she kicked ass on her sat's and hopefully, she'll get that perfect this saturday on her sat ii's. it makes it so worthwhile when u can help your students succeed and be happy. stop gaggin yall. i mean it.

so after work, i headed back home to fix up for some frisco shopping and a jazz club. lynn got ready in 5 minutes. i got ready in 2 hours. the city being the city, i got lost, parked in the wrong place, didn't realize it till we walked 2 blocks uphill, then had to endure the icy cold stare of the hostess at the thai restaurant where i had to use the bathroom. we eventually got to haight, but everything closed real quick b/c my slow ass took forever to leave the house. i think my brain was slowly shutting down from lack of sleep. definitely wanna go back when i have some money in the bank cuz they had some cuuute stuff. we somehow made our way to the wharf and it brought back waves of nostalgia. in fact, the whole city does that to me. when we were looking for haight, i passed by the park that dongwook once took me to as a surprise. j-town always reminds me of the time that one white dood who bought lynn the fish waffles and said, "merry xmas," and just walked away. and the wharf... when my girls came back from their first year of college and we all had our first encounter with those "orgasmic" (according to sophistighetto) mini-donuts. hehe, they are f*ing gud. it was so nice to jus be in comfortable company, walking and checking out the sights. i miss that chillness.
i think i'm gonna cut down on the alky... i like being aware of all my senses and taking in the life going on around me. only exception is the 17th, when lynn brings up my shot of absynthe, eh.
anyways, jazz club din't work out cuz i was tired as fuck, and we tried to catch 10:30 imax of star wars iii cuz everyone keeps saying it's so gud, but parking was a bitch and i was tired as fuck. i dropped off lynn at jenn chan's place, and somehow got home through half-closed eyes. parked on the street, fell asleep in the car, and froze my ass off. woke up at 7am to chaffeur my family to san diego. we had a grand old time, all gained about 5 pounds, and came back monday nite.
i woke up at 1pm today and clipped my dog's fur because it is hot and it's gonna get hotter. and it's really warm rite now, and i'm hella sleepy.
damn, this entry is boring. aiite lynn, i show u up next time.

does success mean not giving up? or being open to alternatives?
does it mean being single-minded? or well-rounded?
generous? or self-protective?
loved? or hated?

when it rains, it pours.

lynn, save me some of that absynthe.

the basic design for my potential tattoo. gemini/diamond ~ twins/multi-faceted. all yu artists out there, any suggestions on modifications of the design? 

insomnia

i fell asleep at 12am last nite and spontaneously woke up around 3:30 am. wut the hell?! i am the narc--this does not happen to me. i tossed and turned for a couple hours, then started texting people "guten morgen," then took my dog for a walk around the block, then packed my sister lunch, and cooked meals for my parents, signed online and now i'm friggen playing with my blog. waking up early does not become me.
while i was tossin and turnin, my brain wouldn't stop working. one thought after another, about random shit. makes me wish that i had an on/off button on my head. i think all these crazy weekends going buckwiL' is jacking up my internal clock. especially cuz i like to be the last one up. and the beat keeps runnin runnin...
feels like time is flying and simultaneously, the days feel slow. this weekend is memorial day weekend and i think my momma is gonna use me and my sister as chaffeurs to socal. i'd prefer to stay and chill. norcal is growing on me like a fungus--fast and oxygen depriving. but i luv it. ppol here are so chill and tite--6 degrees of separation=bay area azns.
it could also be that i am mooching room and meals from my parents and i don't do shit all day, except try to figure out what to do next. this is one of the few times i have let go so wholly. mebbe iz the desperation of being in med school news limbo, and partially, the burnout from work. actually, the work triggered all this. man, who knew ppol could suck so bad? bosses... i mean, you'd think someone who has risen to such a level of leadership would exhibit a lil more wisdom and generosity. but enough about that.
i'm actually headed to a play today starring, none other than, my boss's kids. they're so adorable (gotta be from the mom). one of them is playing confucius. curiosity is provoked...
dinner w/ one of those kuL norcal ppol, and then golfland w/ an oooolld childhood frend from back in the days of apt life.
one more day till friday :). mebbe i can still convince that lazy best frend of mine to come up. come dammit!

surprising

these things really do hit the target on... yah, cuz they're hella general and largely universal traits, but hey, it's nice to have yur qualities summarized every once in a while.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.

In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/

mai gerl katie sipping her coffee in the midst of the nite's aftermath.... did you know the take a leaf blower to that forest monday morning? poor bugs didn't know what hit em. 

a generic web picture of pinecrest b/c i was too lazy to drag my camera out onto the boat. word of advice: slather on sunblock and wear long sleeves! my arms are still glowing red. 

after a nite of debauchery at san jo's new studio 8, work, and then straight to pinecrest for mai gerl, katie's, 24th. that lake is seriously a vision. especially when there's tons of vision enhancers. the first nite was one of the coldest nites i had ever spent camping... life is not a korean drama! 

most?? puahahaha... 

dun't she look gangster? almost a brown belt~ my sister can whoop ass. a full inch taller than me too... wut the hell did we feed her??! 

yay! it worked! more pictures! :D here's joycie lookin totally and pleasantly surprised? happy? uhhh... something :P right after she got her precious english ba diploma. 

i dono wat happened last time but this pic din't go up. newayz, here's my hot gerli joyce at her cal graduation. we got our trademark bouchons on (thaz kisses en francais). look at all the luv -- too bad the balloon din't fit into the picture. it would've needed a whole frame by itself cuz it was so friggen big. netime we lost her, we'd be like, "where's the huge happy face balloon?" 

what a craji weekend ~ biker bars O_o, bay to breakers, mai girl joyce's graduation :D and lotsa hotties, yummy... keke, like my favorite LA chicka in the blue here. super ep came up w/ her med school classmates and they are pretty wild. too much stress and inhibition mebbe? i met her thai frend, usa (pronounced OOH SUH), and she is gorgeous plus she bery kuL. can't wait to roam south america with these girlies. 

ehehe, i think the photos would make a lot more sense with the long ass post to livejournal i wrote today that took me all day, but oh well. it's late, and i am lazy. mebbe tomorrow.

the canteen place...forgot the name. lynn on the rite is slightly buzzed i think. and we bumped into my cousin, mellie (middle), also slightly buzzed. i think my eyes are closed, b/c i'm slightly buzzed. 

the ever so amazing elena whom i will be exploring peru with. 

my baby. 

hello momma! the dood next to me was SO kuL. dangit, i can't remember his name. we met him thru the ppol we were crashing with. newayz he showed us around the city (well sorta). we got lost and he guided us back, complete with detailed descriptions of the city. 

new york new york! new year's eve :D 

k, i think i'm getting a hang of this picture posting thing. SO COOL. picasa, hello, and blogger rock. 

cirque du soleil's "zumanity" yu think this is crazy? the whole show, i was like "wut the?!" 

my travel buddy (and childhood butt buddy) getting "rich" in vegas 

i'm a wannabe m&m 

heh

so i spent all day writing a post to my old blog to discover that i can't post pictures! and a chronicling of south america would not be complete without pictures. so here i am. google rocks.