google that shit

bahahaha im in history and i just thought it was really funny when lisa said that.

and im not capitalizing any of my stuff and lisas gonna get hellaz pissed ^_____^

Lisa: LOL
we were talking about
monta vista
matadors
because we have to write a footbal story
and someone was like
WHAT IS A MATADOR
isnt it one of those sea cow things?
and mrs. blackburn is like
thats a manatee.
me: WHOOOA i didnt even know there was a thing called a sea cow
Lisa: IDK it just looks like it
google that shit
me: i didd
lolol its so funny looking.

the sea cow is officially now my new favorite animal. its so funny loookinnn... like you. tehe, i kid.

http://seapics.com/assets/pictures/000829-450-Stellers-sea-cow.jpg

ITS SO CHUBBZ. oh and we recorded (we as in dylan, brandon, seung, and mee) a video on lisas wall on facebook and it was mucho awkwardo cuz mr. collier caught us :O

-sharon

Music is amazing, amen?

I've already reiterated several times about how wonderful and amazing music can be. But sometimes people take music to a new level, using new and creative instruments, changing and twisting music into something humorous, something innovative, something different. Youtube is a great source of these amazing musical feats.
There are people who can play the saw like its the grandest violin ever made, produce pure sweet tones from glasses of water, and people who create their rhythms and beats with just a single pen and table surface.
Some people create their own beats and sounds using their own mouths, also called beatboxing. This kid is sick. Just plain sick. This guy beatboxes with a flute.
Other people create awesome remixes, song mash-ups, and inventive interpretations. This guy does beautiful piano covers of popular songs. A large percentage of them are better than the originals, IMO.
There are also those who produce creative music videos. Some are cute, some are fun and clever. There are also these typography animations, which I always find mesmerizing to watch. This isn't on Youtube but, this is a music video a for a song set up that actually allows you to interact with it. Awesome stuff.

Wish I could do stuff like this.

Every little piece of you

I think what Lisa said in the previous post is so true, in that sometimes I feel I spend far too much time feeling down, or throw myself a very.. lame pity party. It's a sad thing really, I think, that I am affected by some things that I should not care about. Those little things that don't mean anything, and hopefully I'll laugh about in the future and say what a drama queen I was in those teenage days. But lately, I have been feeling like I'm such a burden to my friends, in that I'm the only one benefiting. Like..parasitism, that whole type of symbiotic relationship - yeap, just like that. And then today, I think it was mixed in with a bad day at work, but my mom just said to me: "I really wish I didn't have you." And that kinda, just struck me really hard. It struck me in a way that I realized I had become so lost in my own world, that for a while, I had forgotten, just how important my mom was to me. And to know that I was a burden to HER - my own mommy, made me feel like such a failure. But with some tears + music (very importanto!)+ lisas article with hopes graffiti (so cute :D) I realized that I'll have to change my mom's mind. How? Through changing the way I perceive things, and of course - through prayer.

I need to be less of a ppjk (party pooper joy killer) and be more like TOTORO. <- this guy is epic! hes so big and fluffy. man, I wish I had a Totoro - and we would stand in the rain with a teeny sprout over our heads hahaha nah, really, I hope I can really try to show everyone that I really am happy - inside and out - and well show the most important person that I'm happy with who I am.

myself, i guess.


-sharon

P.S. oh! and relation to the title, im currently obsessed with: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_IB4eWBqVyk&feature=channel_page

Sadness is another word for a huge waste-of-time

Somebody pretty wise told me that the other day. And it definitely is true. I've wasted so many nights of my life thinking about everything wrong that has happened to me, all the crap I've gone through, all the crap I will go through in years to come. And all that sadness, ultimately, has amounted to nothing. I've mourned over the moments dead and gone, but I was too stupid to realize that because of that, I could no longer smile for the future. So this year, things are gonna be different. Despite the stress, the difficult tests that I may or may not bomb, the assignments that I may or may not complete, the friends that I may or may not keep...In the grand scheme of things, my life is great and there's nothing to complain about.
There's always something to smile about, and even if you don't think so, you manage to make someone else smile too.
Something my friend posted a while ago that I didnt look at back then cuz my internet was down:

(btw, I love you too Hope :))
Basically, even if your life seems like it sucks, there are always people in your life who you can count on, and who count on you as well. Make your life a happy one.

Sorry this post was so lame. I was totally gonna do a more update-on-my-life type thing, but I've dragged that on a bit and there's really nothign newsworthy. Not that anyone read this anyway. *tear. Haha jk.

Stay happy,
Lisa

Listening to: "The Call" by Regina Spektor

Love at last?

Wow, being the musicslut I am, I find that rarely experience true love when it comes to certain songs or artists. But I think after I discovered a bunch of Imogen Heap's songs, I got pretty darn close. It wasn't so much "discovering" I guess, but more like...Picking up a shiny penny by chance, but losing it in a pocket in a pair of jeans, and one day, reaching in and finding out it was still in there, and it was way awesomer than I had ever fathomed. I stretched that metaphor a bit, but boy am I glad I found this penny.

Never before have the very first few seconds of a song entranced me so much, than the song Speeding Cars by Imogen Heap. This song- and all her songs actually- are all so BEAUTIFUL and are like little musical pieces of art. The lyrics and Imogen's lilting vocals just DRAW you in to another world, while the song composition itself, twists and turns, swoops and swoons, paints and creates, layers and LAYERS of rhythm beats and syncopation. Seriously, the more you listen to each song, the deeper in you fall. She's hard to define, genre-wise, but after listening you sort of just don't care anymore.

This is music.

Pure music, and beauty, and passion, and no label can change what she does. There's really no way to fully explain this music without hearing it yourself. In fact it's less like hearing. And more like feeling. When you listen, try and feel your way through the billowing layers of the wonderful enigmas Imogen Heap has created.

I definitely am feeling this music.

"Here's the day you hoped would never come. Don't feed me violins, just run with me through rows of speeding cars. The paper-cuts and cheating lovers, the coffee's never strong enough. I know you think it's more than just bad luck." <3>

I hate a lot of things.

Not too shabby of a Labor Day, IMO. Despite being dragged out to hike almost as soon as I woke up, I had an awesome time with my family, which sadly does not happen all that often, not regarding the "awesome" but more, the "time". Even during the summer, we didn't get to do much together, so this was pretty cool.
Some of the highlights:
1. Seeing like...20 lizards and yet still jumping and stopping when spotting one.
2. Me: "Raymond, if you don't shut up, I'll push you off the mountain."
Dad: "Ha! Then RAYmond, will become ROLL-mond. HAHAHAH"
...Don't ask, its some Asian dad humor.
3. Fending off bees from our SPAM and croissants. What a feast.
4. My parents commenting on how they were "outliers" in the age range of the customers at Verde.
5. Me: "These are my lazy weekend pants."
Raymond: "These are my fatty pants."
Me: "Doesn't that also make them 'everyday' pants?"
Raymond: "I knew you were going to say that. T__T"

And anyways out of all this, I realized how many things I hate and complain about on a daily basis. Like hiking for example. Honestly, I really don't even like nature that much. I just don't see the appeal of trudging up a steep hill, surrounded by dead leaves and some branches, sweating under the hot sun. On the same note, I also don't understand camping. I don't like annoying bugs, or any kinds of birds or fish. I also don't like horror movies, people who use "your" instead of "you're" or vice versa, kids with wheelies, changing in dressing rooms, seeing people I don't really know that well and deciding whether or not to say hi, and lukewarm drinks. And there must be so much more...

But do you know what I AM liking right about now? The idea that my mom might set up a PMT shop .Like. ACTUALLY set up. It's insane. I like...the fact that my super-nice/generous/awesome friend is gonna lend me a guitar to fudge my way around on. Even if I suck at it, it'll be fun. *sigh.. That's what I told your mom last night but she just wouldn- heheh. I kid. I also like finishing my first Chem Pre-lab without much of a hitch. I like the fact that I tried composing a song on the piano and didn't totally fail and actually wrote it all down. It was pretty easy, I just used the same four chords in the same progression over and over again.

But that being said, school IS starting tomorrow, and I'm def not likin' that.


-Lisa

Listening To: My crappily recorded, half-assed first attempt at song composition, currently title-less and lyric-less

Lisa, Make Love (It's Okay)

No, that is not just a reassurance to myself. It's the name of a song by a band called "Oh No! Oh My" and I thought the lyrics were hilarious and at the same time pathetically accurate. I mean, the song starts out, "Lisa had problems with talking to boys. She was lonely, and tired, and sad." ....:( How sad it is that I discover this depressing song right around homecoming time, when it is about to be proven true. Meh. Maybe it's a self-fulfilling prophecy or something.

Haha I'm totally JK, I was actually pretty damn psyched that there was a song with my name in it. My dad gets excited with these type of thing too. Like his name is "Frank" and he made a big fuss over the frankfurters in the supermarket, lol. Speaking of Asian dads, Kevjumba made a new video with his daddy in it, and it was hilarious as always. I swear my dad talks almost exactly like that, especially the way his dad said, "Your fans sucks!" Anywhooo, take a look :)


Lately, there's really not been much going on. This week was a mixed bags of highs and lows..the most obvious lows being my C on my first math quiz :( :(. I really should show my parents but I just CAN'T because they'll freak out and think I'm failing already even though I have chances to bring it up. And they'll spring a tutor on me. Idk why, but I feel very opposed to getting any sort of tutoring for some reason. I guess it's my individualism? LAWL jk. But other than that there were some truly fantastic moments strewn about throughout this week, including where I bought a pretty BAMF jacket (if only it were leather) at Goodwill for about 8 bucks. Technically, Sharon bought it, at least until I pay her back. Haha, sorry Seung, for objecting you to our aimless wanderings around the store and awkward conversations about girl problems. Let's go do something manlier next time.

Looking forward to a hopefully enjoyable and not too stressful Labor Day weekend. :-/
Listening To: "The Sun", by Maroon 5

I am so perverted, but LOOK AT THIS!

Just a really quick post of something funny I came upon this evening. My brother's friend was over today and they were playing with these Power Ranger action figure/walkie talkies today and they must have left them in my room. Only. They left them standing in a VERY questionable position. Luckily, I was amused enough to take a picture. Take a look.

I like how the red one's arm is fist-pumping like..."SUCCESS!" Lolol. If this was done on purpose, Ima need to have a little talk with my brother.... :-/ You can now leave feeling sufficiently violated. :D

-Lisa

A New Week is around the CORNER

yeah okay, that sounded a lot better in my head. I hate it when that happens, you know? when you got like a bajillion awesome ideas but you don't know how to express it on paper. It gets beyond frustrating. But there are the some lucky times when by just writing, it kinda organizes a lot of thoughts out. Hence, why we're writing blogs. Sometimes, I like to write poems (no, im not depressed) ^____^ but yeah, it helps. this poem was a lucky one and it got published in two books, even though im SURE theres room for lots of improvement! Let me know your reactions or any places you think I can improve. It would help a lot :)

Rhapsody

A rain rhapsody throws a canopied veil over the world,
Heaving its burden to the ground,
In a black and white silence.

She walks along the railroad,
Grimacing at the etchings of her stained past.
Tearing at the map of her lost soul,
A phantom of yesterday.

The tears of the sky enveloping her,
Her head is held high,
While her closed eyes plead.

The water seeps through her thin cotton clothing,
Rippling through her glistening skin,
As it purges faceless memories in f minor.

Rain begins to blow away the dust,
Singing a serenade to the girl jailed in her woven cocoon,
Entreating her tremulous heart to wake up,
To hold its hand – an escapade,
A metamorphosis,
one, two, babysteps.


- sharoon <3

P.S. oh and yes "map of her lost soul" was all inspired by EPIK HIGHH. YAY :D

The Mountain of Truth

Okay, so I have to share this story I "wrote" with my brother. Basically he forgot about it until Sunday night. Yeesh, I know, fifth grade and already procrastinating tsk tsk. and all he had was a measly draft and a vague idea, and who gets stuck to help him fudge it out? Yeuppp, you guessed it. Two hours of sleep, gone. The best part? The story was due TUESDAY, not MONDAY. At least I got paid to do it. :)
So without further ado, it is my great honor to present:

THE MOUNTAIN OF TRUTH
By Raymond Wu

Summary by Lisa Wu

So basically, there are these two brothers right? And they arrive at this BIG mountain, one of those stereotypical movie ones, complete with jagged rocks and tons of mysterious fog. The younger brother is named John, and for some reason the main character, who is speaking from first person, has no name. I will call him Bubbie. So Bubbie and John are at the Mountain of Truth in hopes of reaching the "Magic Ball", who knows answers to all questions. They want to ask the Magic Ball where their real parents are (typical), because their foster parents that they were left with since they were very young are cruel and greedy people (as always).

As they're climbing, they reach this giant fissure in the ground. Bubbie suggests they use his handy dandy rope and hook (because all 12- year olds have one, duh) to cross the fissure. John, being the annoying younger brother he is, complains and tries to start walking back, but in his stupidity and partly due to the fog, walks straight into the fissure. LE GASP! Fortunately, Bubbie has lightning-fast reflexes and saves his idiotic brother from plunging to his untimely death in the abyss. John is thankful, but shaken, as they continue their journey.

Eventually after scaling a large rock face, the brothers arrive at a small lake. There is a signpost that says "BEWARE OF PIRANHAS" and and old rickety bridge (can you COUNT the cliches in this story?) Though it is established that John is a moron, apparently this runs in the family, because Bubbie decides not to test the limits of this old rotted bridge and picks instead to DIRECTLY SWIM AMONGST THE MAN-EATING PIRANHAS. Do not ask me why. However, he suddenly discovers, that like me, he is not to talented of a swimmer (although I passed the swim test, hellyeah!). He begins to struggle and flail, and his brother jumps in and saves him. Yay for brotherly love. "That's one for one," said John, smiling. Dude my brother came up with that. T___T

So. This is the moment they have been waiting for. The Magic Ball, in all its glorious magic-ness and ball-ness, floats before them. Giddy with glee, Bubbie approaches the Ball with reverence. He asks...the question, THE question, the QUESTION, THE QUESTION, to end all questions: "Where are my real parents?"

The Magic Ball pauses before answering in a deep, rumbly voice (a la Morgan Freeman) answering uselessly, "I do not know where your parents are." And John, perhaps rightfully so, begins to flip the hell out. I mean they just braved dark abysses, steep rock faces and bloody piranhas and this dumb ball can't even answer a simple question. However, Bubbie understands. "John..our parents..They're gone." John is still like..."wth?!"

The Magic Ball then speaks again: "Your parents will never truly be gone." before freakin' exploding into an acid trip of gold shimmery lights. Suddenly...that weird harp music plays, and an image appears on the Ball...It's a memory. Think Pensieve. It shows a man and a woman clutching two infant boys. Tearfully, they lay the boys in a cardboard box in front of a doorstep. The woman sobs and says, "I hope that they'll be happy, and that they'll know no matter what happens, as long as they have..EACH OTHER, we will always be with them." Fade to black.

So apparently this makes everything aiight again, so John smiles and says, "Come on, let's head home" in that classic, overly-hearty way people say things at the end of happy movies. Complete with sunset in the background and cheesy music, Bubbie heads home with his brother John- with his parents "by his side".
*cue "awwwwwwwwwwwww's"

THE END

All I can say is he better get a fricken A, am I right? LOL.

Nice Ass-Guy

me: like i said
he's an okay person and a nice guy, but he has so many weird-ass behaviors that i would never be his best friend or anything
itd be way too annoying
Sharon: OH lol i mixed nice guy and weird ass
so i saw "nice ass"
and i was like
WHAT?

Haha this happens to us SO much. Thought I'd post this funny conversation before I forget.

Un. com. for. table.

Just finished my very first journalism assignment of the year. And it's probably the biggest journalism fail everrrr. It was just an article on my journalism teacher, but boy was that way harder than I thought it would be! I already learned a couple things:
1. Actually WRITE quotes down directly or you end up just fudging all the quotes.
2. Try and take notes that are actually discernible and coherent when you view them a few days later.
3. Making/asking your own questions is actually quite helpful when it comes down to the quotes actually being relevant to your angle, rather than being about her liking pasta or sneaking out with her boyfriend in high school.

But yeah. Something about journalism/joining the newspaper makes me nervous and stressed. Heck, almost everything about sophomore year makes me nervous. I'm not sure what it is but thinking about being actually on the paper and expected to conduct interviews and turn out articles on deadlines hella scares me. I wish I could be one of those people who is fearless regardless of the unknown-ness of their situation, but I'm really not. I hate the feeling of having to deal with new situations, or rising to new and different expectations. My whole life I've been scared of doing new things on my own, straying from my comfort zone. It's just all very...uncomfortable.

Speaking of uncomfortable, this advertisement I saw made me VERY uncomfortable. Or more like.."WTF??!"

Ok...ayyyy?
Listening to: "Feel Good Inc."- Gorillaz
-Lisa

Flagpole Fails: "Makes Me Happy"

I almost forgot what the semi-not-really-purpose of this blog was: to chronicle awkward moments of our lives. Although this doesn't top the charts in awkwardness, it felt rather strange. So I have the same name as one of my previous teachers, who worked her last year but moved away. Apparently, my current history teacher was friends with her.

*first day of school
Teacher: OMG, LISAWU! Everyday I read your name I'm gonna cryyyyyyy
Me: Um. Cool?
*next day
Teacher: Okayyy, where's LISAWU..LISAWU'S IN THE BACK NOW!
Me: Yeah...
Teacher: Haha, I should probably not call you LISAWU. It just makes me happy that you're a LISAWU.
Me: *awkward
Me: *picks up water bottle and takes drink
Me: ...It makes me happy too.
Some girl: ...That's a lie.

What an auspicious way to start class this year. Speaking of awkward, that's how I would describe the unfortunate ratio of my posts to Sharon's posts. I'm such a chatterbox. We want to hear from you too, Sharon :(
Listening to: "Lady Melody" by Tom Frager
-Lisa

If you can't take the heat...

Then get a giant bottle of ice water, and a freakin' electric fan, cuz there's no escaping it. Damn this infernal heat. I know I know...I shouldn't be complaining because some places on this Earth are just literally like...melt-your-brains hot. But heck, it really is freakin' hot. I DON'T HAVE AC. I REPEAT. I DO NOT HAVE AC. And to make matters worse, I can't even be happy about swimming Monday morning because everyday California decides to screw us over and make it freezing cold until about 10 AM. Which makes dressing appropriately a right pain in the..

But I digress. Even excluding the hellish heat, this entire week of school has been less than desirable. What with stressing about about the quality of my teachers, the people in my classes, the embarrassment of failing the swim test, balancing homework... I tried to recover from the emotional distress of returning to that same stressful environment of books and papers by doing as little as possible today...But hey! You know what? Next week we get to go BACK. And the week after THAT. And the week after THAT! That's an FML if I ever saw one.

But more-or-less, I survived, which I'm grateful for. I managed to mostly shake off the lethargy and lazy lolling of summer, and get crackin' on my homework. I don't really even have any over the weekend, except for extra study. As for teachers, most are by large an improvment over last years, particularly in French, Math, and English. My Chemistry teacher, though nice, seems to be even more random and disorganized than me.

"I don't like planning things. I procrastinate a lot. I wouldn't want to plan a whole day's hike for one hill cuz once I start walking, I might decide. HEY! THAT HILL LOOKS NICE." - Mr. L

Not quoted verbatim, but still. Please stay on one hill, Mr. L, it would do us a lot of good. And my history teacher, is...strange? Not only does she have the most bizarre grading policy everr (no homework, just two big-ass tests and projects and loads of participation points), but she tries so hard to get the students to like her that she condones going off on TWENTY MINUTE tangents about the tooth fairy. Extremely relevant to Contemporary World History, Ms. H. T___T And she claims she doesn't have favorites, though in my book, any teacher who HAS to make that claim obviously does. I mean she gives participation points for her knowing your name for goodness sake. What about us poor, demure, softspoken, nondescript Asian children? What about us? :(

Anyways, kisses for Boba, my doggy, who had a way harder week than all of us. He got neutered Thursday,and man, I will not go there, but how would YOU feel if you had your...

Btw, here's a random picture. It's a picture I edited of a waterstain that formed on my bedsheet after my hair dripped on it after my shower. IT'S A HEART, HOW COOL IS THAT?

Long post sorry if I made your eyes bleed from the abnormally high percentage of whine-age and high school angst in this one.
-Lisa

Bada-ba-da da!

If most of you (I expect all...two or three of you anyway) are staring at this post title tilting your head and wondering what the heck it's supposed to mean.... It's just my fail attempt at onomatopoeia-ing (THIS WORD IS IMPOSSIBLE TO SPELL. It's like a word made to screw people over in spelling bees) the McDonald's theme song. If you still don't know what I'm talking about, you must live under a rock, and I hope you're comfortable under there.

ANYWAYS. Wow. I am distracted. Haha first week have school has been..tough to say the least, maybe I'll write more on that later when I have more time. But basically what I wanted to do in this post was introduce the "I'm Lovin' It!" Section in the sidebar. Essentially, it's like...AwkwardFlagpole Sparknotes. It consists of certain topics addressed in recent posts, or just basically cool stuff that we've been enjoying during the week. Haha, perhaps that analogy wasn't quite adequate, but close enough.

The links themselves aren't necessarily important to click on. Heh. I only picked the LinkList option because I liked the look of the blue links versus the plain black ones in the List Option. So sue me for enjoying the aesthetic appeal of colored font. T__T. Usually the links that matter are titled with something like "video" or "fun blog" or something else that will more or less prompt you to click it. Otherwise it'll just be some weird picture of the thing in question. I mightttt link some of the I'm Lovin' It's to the posts in which they belong to, but most likely I'll be too lazy. (I've found that almost everything I don't do in life links back to this excuse)

So yeah. Hopefully that'll be something interesting to look at. Hope you're all doing well, and as always thanks for reading. :)

-Lisa

Dr. Seuss is so freakin' smart

I'll probably write a longer post later when I have more time, but I don't really so I'll just leave you with this. I've always loved Dr. Seuss, but for some reason today I got to thinking about how much meaning his books REALLY have. I think its amazing that he can be able to get across many important concepts like the environment (the Lorax) and valuing the true spirit of Christmas (Grinch!) in colorful playful formats that even little kids can enjoy! I remembered this one in particular, Oh, The Places You'll Go! I always thought it was really inspiring, and maybe it'll help pull us out of our back-to-school-slump:

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
You’ll look up and down streets. Look ‘em over with care.
About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.”
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you’re too smart to go down any not-so-good street.
And you may not find any
you’ll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you’ll head straight out of town.
It’s opener there
in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.
And when things start to happen,
don’t worry. Don’t stew.
Just go right along.
You’ll start happening too.
OH!
THE PLACES YOU’LL GO!
You’ll be on your way up!
You’ll be seeing great sights!
You’ll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.
You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed.
You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you’ll be the best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

The poem is a bit longer than this, so you can read the rest yourself. But I really love the idea of overcoming these hardships in our life now, and we'll all end up in big, great places someday. :)

"And will you succeed? Yes, you will indeed! (98 and 3/4% guarenteed!) KID, you'll move mountains!"

Saying Goodbye to Summer and Hello to Crap

Crap = school. and I can have a long geometric proof as to why that is, but I won't get into that :)

Today, I woke up late - which is weird cuz usually im all like:

"OMG. OMG. ITS SCHOOOL YAYAYAYAY" and like wake up at the crack of dawn to leave. but this year, I woke up something like this:

"aadlkdjlakdj. crap. ughh :( " Which is.. nice. But to make matters worse, I had to put on my clothes in record time and rush out the door. Zoom zoom zoom.

I got to school, and it was the weirdest feeling! Because it felt like we hadn't had school in like 2 days or something and it was back in freshman year - like deja vu or something o.o weird weird.

And then, A period was alright, 'cept the analysis teacher mistook me as a lost freshman -_____-;; Oh and to make my life even more dandy, I got approached by a link crew member asking if I needed help getting to my next class

T_____T FML man. I should wear a shirt saying "I'M A DAMN SOPHOMORE." Oh yeah :D that sounds cool. Haha the rest of school was okay but it generally got worse as i got more and more sleeeepyy

^_________^

Damn. I forgot how good school is a place to nap. Hopefully your day was better than mine Lisa! :P

- sharooonn.

Oh yeah, and to make matters worse, in my school picture i look like a bloody idiot. D:

Rubik's Cube Cake

Maybe I'm a nerd, but I think this has to be one of the coolest things ever:

It's a CAKE. Ain't it awesome?! :D :D. If only I could actually have enough baking skizzles to pull that out. We'll see ;)

*sigh. Another summer come and gone, and nothing substantial enough to hold onto than a few memories and some pictures. Hopefully, years from now I'll be able to look back at this summer and remember all of the time I've spent with everyone. This summer was...a summer of buying a Bio SAT prep book, taking pages of notes, then losing the workbook and buying a new one. This summer was days of biking to drink PMT and eating fries. This summer was spending all my money on candy at Ralph's, swinging lanyards, stoichometry, and cross-dressing. This summer was missing CTY, mosquito bites, and bad luck in Hawaii. This was a summer of azn-photobooth pictures, eating pretzels, and standing around awkwardly. This summer was...watching my brother walk around the house in only boxers(one day he was wearing two pairs on top of each other, God knows why), trying to keep my room neat and failling, playing Nancy Drew computer games and getting signficantly scared (GOD I KNOW IM A CHICKEN, ALRIGHT?). This summer was sleeping in til 11, not practicing piano, watching George Lopez and The Nanny, hearing endless lectures about my future.. and dreading school.

But, as all other good things, it must come to an end I guess. :-/ I only wish I could've enjoyed it more, but..ah, well there you go. Thanks to everyone who made it so awesome :D

Ugh I can't even enjoy our 8:15 school start time cuz I have to pick up my schedule. Watch me walk into the wrong classroom and stand there for 10 minutes awkwardly, or sit down, before I figure it out. T___T

Wtf, I'm such a packrat.

Glad to hear you sent your brother off safely, Sharon! Best of luck to him in college. Although I really should be wishing us two luck, seeing as how scared we are for the school you

And yeah about the packrat tendencies. I mean..like..not even in my room, which, if you've SEEN my closet and bookshelf and the interior of my drawers, you know how much crap I have. But I have a huge problem with deleting files off my computer and I have no idea why. Am I going to need to re-read my lab analysis on cell surface area to volume ratio? Do I REALLY ever listen to that crappy Lady GaGa song? Better to take the safer of two roads and just keep it here somewhere. No wonder my computer's memory is dyingggg...

I discovered all this in an effort to...SORT of do some cleaning/clearing out/organizing before school starts. Although, really I dragged it out a BIT too much, who knows how long it'll take to truly organize it rather than my usual method (i.e. shove everything out of sight). But really, this year I want to make an effort to be a lot more organized and keep my room neat. I'll still excuse myself for that one drawer in my dresser stuffed to the brim all willy-nilly, and that layer of debris under my bed. Hey, you can't expect me to change that much can you? ;)

Anyways, the only real good thing about starting school again is school supply shopping. I'm not sure what it is exactly about those rows and rows of different colored pens, pencils and highlighters that just makes me go a little crazy. xP. Speaking of which, R.I.P. old fugly brown backpack with Hawaiian flowers, and hello new, slightly less ugly plain black backpack. It's a good change, and it was only $14.99 at Costco! I love me some Costco, especially on freebie days.
The bad part is, is basically EVERYONE goes to Costco on Saturdays, and you're bound to see someone you know. I did, but I felt too awkward to say hi at first, and just kind of averted my eyes. But then we ended up in the lines next to each other, and at that point it really was too late so I had to wander away to avoid the situation..Yeah. Smooth.

Yup well. One more day of summer. Probably gonna spend it doing the work I should have been doing this whole time. :D
Currently Listening to on freakin' Repeat: "You and I Both" by Jason Mraz

Hey Loser

HAHA alright, after getting just getting back from my trip to Missouri to send off my brother, and being internet-less the whole time, I finally got to check it out "The Awkward Flagpole" and I nearly LOL'ed because I'm pretty sure that Lisa and I are like one mind or are constantly sending telepathic waves with one another. one of those. I would comment on her posts about my reaction to them, but this is just too EPIC. because..

1)I love David Choi too! Well, I've been pretty much hooked to music after his song "Won't Even Start" was played at the ending credits of Wongfu's Video "In Da Club" [If you haven't seen it, be sure to check it out because its HILARIOUS. Part 1 can be seen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXOxOB-xjpA ] Ahaha I also love Wongfu's various spins of "Won't Even Start" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPAT1nwnq9o specially the Jonas Montana version LOL

2)I watch "The Nanny" pretty darn obsessively too! And I find it kinda cute that although Fran has a voice that would make you want to run into a wall, Maxwell Sheffield still fancies her. I like that dude because in more ways than one, he kinda reminds of my very own good ol' asian daddy in that he's kinda focused on business and a little socially awkward. That's probably where I got it from ._.

3) on the boy thing.. LOLOLOLROFLMAO XD man, I wish I could've been there. I probably would've pissed in my pants from laughing.

Aha well all that set aside, these couple of days were a pretty big stage in my life. Oh man, that sounds corny. Basically, my brother left for college for Washington University in St. Louis and it affected me way more than I thought it would.I kinda thought up of a sorta letter? if you can even call it that on the plane ride back home. Mm.. well get ready from some pretty damn cheesy sentimental shit.


Hey loser,

So we're officially leaving you today. Well, actually more like you're leaving us. It kind of surprises me how hard it is for me to let go, although I thought having my daily life without you there would be absolutely wonderful :) haha no, but now I'm kinda scared of what like my life is going to be like now that you're going to be gone most of the time. Like, I'm actually really, really scared.
It probably hasn't hit me yet that like you're not going to be there when I get home. That you won't be in your room doing the retarded things that you do, or take eons in the bathroom, or even take such long showers that all the warm water is gone so that the rest of the family have to freeze our butts off trying to get clean in cold water. We're definitely going to save money on rice, well food in general, now that you're not going to be here to eat the scary huge amounts that you do. And now, on Saturday and Sunday mornings, I'm going to run into your room to jump on your "happy spot" to wake you up and then realize that I can't hear you scream in pain. schadenfreude :D or when i walk past your room, I'm not gonna see you concentrating on your homework and the way your tongue pokes out the corner of your mouth. No more of your hilarious hair routines that you perform every morning that officially make you a japanese/korean wannabe, or how we would watch cartoon movies when we were little. And now I realize that even though we saw Aladdin and Kiki's Delivery Service a billion times (I'm pretty sure that's an understatement), you still sat with me and watched it until all the lines were permanently etched in that tiny pea-brain of yours. I'm going to miss you getting all silly about dirty specks on your precious shoes that make me wanna slap you upside your stupid head.
But yeah, I'm going to miss you - in more ways that I can imagine. In ways that I guess I'm really scared to have to face really soon. And it seems kinda silly for me to be so scared even though you're pretty much a phone call or text away, but I can't believe you are going to college. Honestly, I can't believe you got in. Aha just playing. Rihanna and Neyo are right. "I hate how much I love you." Honest.

Bye weirdo,
Your Awesome (:D) Sister

Flagpole Fails: "If I Were A Boy"

I should really stop posting, as my current posts not only have nothing significant to offer, but they're outnumbering Sharon's about 8:1, and I'm starting to feel awkward. T___T
Well anyways, this happened to me a few days ago. We were at the library checking our usual obscenely large pile of books (maybe its my Asian love for free thingsI MEAN, it's FREE BOOKS, we'll take as many as we can carry!), when my mom discovered that she had an equally obscenely large fine (k, so not so free? heh?). If it helps, we're not only cheap bookworms, but forgetful ones too. So basically we had about 50 books to check out, but my mom's card wouldn't work without her paying off the fine. Unfortunately, no checkbook or cash to be seen. Anyways, so the lady behind the counter, looking awkward at telling my mother exactly how much we owed the Santa Clara County Library, she asks, "Do any of these two young men have cards?" It took both me and my brother exactly two seconds to figure exactly what this woman had just implied.

Yes. She thought I was a guy. Understandably, my hair is short, and I *was* wearing a not-very-girly-possibly-androgynous-plaid-shirt, and YES, I was half-hidden from view behind the computer monitor. But still, at that moment, I couldn't help but utter those three, unfortunately familiar letters, "F..M..L."

And not only did I have to awkwardly reveal myself, showing, yes, I DON'T have a Y-chromosome or additional body parts, but I had to stand there for quite a bit filling in papers to make a new card, waiting for the lady to create my new library card, and for her to check in the books on the counter. And we then realized that our massive, busting at the seams bag of books was yet to be checked out on the floor. How. Awkward.

Flagpole Fails: "Are You Rockstaring At Me?"

Out of sheer boredom and the slight panic that comes those few days before school, I've been watching a show on Youtube. It's an old show, one that they show on Nick @ Nite now, called The Nanny. Okay, let me just tell you, this show is hilarioussss. Besides Friends and The Office maybe, this show actually does make me laugh out loud, which contrary to popular belief, doesn't actually occur that often. It's about a sassy, loud, nasal-voiced girl named Fran Fine, who after being kicked out of her job at a Bridal Shop by her boyfriend, takes up employment as a nanny in a rich household of a Broadway producer, Maxwell Sheffield. Not only is the show awesomely hilarious, the characters are all really well developed and for every hilarious moment on the show, there's also sweet touching, studio-audience-"aww" inducing moments as well. It's a pretty awesome show. My favorite character on the show is the butler Niles, because he has to be one of the wittiest characters on a show ever. Hey, even I bow down to him when it comes to wisecracking insults against his archnemisis C.C. Babcock (hah.), and having a little brother, I can say I'm pretty good! Here's one episode where Mr. Sheffield and Niles attempt to teach Nanny Fine to be "cultured" when she hosts a society tea, and it made me laugh so hard my mom walked by my room and stared at me. :D http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEUySdJmFp8

I do watch these on Youtube, now that I've found them, but originally I watched them all on TV (11 PM on Nick, if you're wondering). But seriously, because of all the TV-watching, I ended up seeing this one commercial OVER and OVER and OVER. The K-mart "rockstare" commercial? But still every time it gave me the uncontrollable urge to facepalm or headdesk continuously for 10 minutes after watching. I'm not sure..something about it is such so..hugely BAD, and I'm not sure what it is. The loud fake laughter of the children flaunting their tacky, albeit affordable clothing? Or could it be the godawful portmanteau that is the word rockstare itself? Watching the video is rather like watching someone walk out of the bathroom with a piece of toilet paper stuck to their shoe..Or that girl who made the poor decision to wear white pants during that time of the month...Just to see them so painfully.. PAINFULLY. unaware. I feel deep sorrow for these children. Deep, deep sorrow.

Edit: The failure continues. "Blingitude is a girl's BFF, A.E A.E" Wow. Thanks. Now I really do feel "K-mart smart".

"When everything's so bright, all the darkness you feel subsides"

That's what I felt like when I checked out David Choi's album, Only You. As you may or may not know, David Choi is one of many who have risen to prominence by posting performances of both covers and originals on Youtube. I had first heard one of his songs, "Won't Even Start", through learning that Wongfu Productions (whom [wtf, I never know when to use this word] I loveeeee) had made the MV for it. This song instantly caught..er..my ear? LOL. David's crooning vocals are pure and earnest with a Jason Mraz-y quality (haha "mrazy") ; the lyrics, though at times cliche-sounding, sound honest and heartfelt when sung by David. Every song sounds so personal and real, as if David is in the room, serenading you and pouring his heart out with each word. And, yeah yeah, its not exactly a sound that hasn't been heard before but I'm still lovin' it. I love how simple and back-to-basics all of these songs have, with no excessive synthesized beats and riffs or over-used Autotune to be heard (or maybe not? ). So far my favorites would have to be "Won't Even Start", "Hold On", and "Windmill". Check it out and hopefully you'll drift away along with David's well-crafted melodies as much as I did. :)

Speaking of "drifting away", there's a MV I watched for the song "Drift Away" (see how I did that? niiiiceee :P) that I thought was really really sad.. The song is by a group called Magnetic North, and they're a hip-hop duo (one of which, is a girl named Theresa Vu, who's hella beastly). Basically, the MV it's about a guy who loved music and then lost his hearing, but still wears his headphones and tries to jam along with the music in his head. That's how I took it anyway. Being a musicslut and all, I almost cried during the part where he was tearing down all his posters and throwing his CD's on the ground. :( I'm super grateful I can still fully enjoy music in the beautiful blessing, and escape, that it is. :D The link for da MV is here.
Note: What the..this MV is by Wongfu too! I'm noticing a trend here...T__T
"Gimme that beat boys, gimme that flow Let me live within the rhythm, let me free my soul, and drift away"

Currently listening to: I'll Take Everything, by John Mayer
Have fun sending your brothah off to college, Sharon!
-Lisa

Late Night IMing ftw

*Talking about this blog whilst Sharon is sloppily typing on iTouch*

me: yeahhhh
and ppl always like hearing about other ppl failing, am i right?
so
yeah
1:38 AM Sharon: hahahaha
1:38 AM Sharon: pretty much
prvly why fml is so populat
man i suck on this thing
me: iz k
LOL
thats what she said
Sharon: twss :D
me: OMFG
lol
Sharon: oh shiettttt
1:39 AM bahahahahaha

Flagpole Fails: "Une Brève Rencontre"

Ah yes, well although the encounter on this particular Sunday sunny afternoon was brief, it was pretty. Damn. [do i even need to say it?] awkward. It happened while Kevin and I were walking to Jamba, just strolling down E. Meadow when...

We saw this "middle-aged" woman walking her dog with her daughter wearing shades, a much too tight tank top, and short shorts. Lovely. And then she started waving. Not really knowing who this lady was, and not wanting to really have anything to do with her, I started to turn away when I heard:

"You don't recognize me, do you?" and the lady took off her shades, and killed me.

Aha no just kidding. but I might as well have died on the spot. It was MME WOLFELD. MME WOLFELD - as in intimidating freshman year French teacher.

[awkwardness commences]

And then I said my pathetic "Hi." with my little wave, and turning as red as a tomah-toe. and then she said:

"Whatever you've got going on here, is going to end in about a week right?" (side note: it was the last week of summer before school started :[ )

And then I just nervously chuckled. What an idiot. And turned even redder. If that's possible.

BUTTT on a diagonal note. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO G-DRAGON. AKA MY FUTURE HUBBAY AKA HOT STUFF AKA SEXY ORIENTAL ASIAN BLONDE BOY.

:D tehe.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOXEVd-Z7NE

aiight im off,

- sharon

Edit: For someone who capitalizes/correctly punctuates all their texts, you sure do have an aversion to formatting things on blogs eh Sharon? ;) Fixed your capitalization boo-boo's, free of charge. -Lisa

Cooking..win?

Well, my mom stayed true to her word and we decided to bake somethin' today. As usual, we found ourselves lacking in several of those baking type ingredients, because we're not exactly a baking type of family. What self-respecting hardcore Asian family makes cookies and brownies? Pfft, dumplings and fried rice all the way! We managed to scrounge up EXACTLY as much butter was called for in the recipe (which turns out, was leftover from the last time we attempted baking), found out we needed much more flour and sugar (to which my dad replied "Why so much sugar? Tai tian le!- too sweet!"), as well as vanilla extract. We also found out we had managed to lose all our measuring cups except for the 1/2 cup, 1/3 cup, 1/2 tbsp, and 1/8 (YES, ONE EIGTH, FOR GOD SAKES) teaspoon. So we tromped off to Safeway to buy the necessities.

And at Safeway, I managed to have one of those "is that person who i think it is" encounters, as well as a "hey its that persons should i say hi only i don't really knowt hem so it'd be awkward,better avoid them only oh no why are they standing there so long now I have to walk past them and not look". *sigh. I guess Safeway is the place to be nowadays, eh? Where all the COOL KIDS ha- alright I'll stop.

Anyways so we hauled back all our crap and we sort of just started..baking? Or more like. It was me baking. I guess it was pretty fun. I never understand people who love to cook, but there is something to be said to make something that tastes delicious using your own two hands and hard work. My brother basically hovered around being generally unhelpful and basically only wanting to eat the brownies. :D Pretty satisfactory results, if I do say so myself.

On a totally unrelated note, I saw this really funny thing on TV today. I'mma keep names and details out of this, but what a fail. I realize its just a local TV station and that's the best they can really do...But seriously. My hand were itching to do awkwardturtles through the whole thing, esp. during the second show where the host kept walking around like a creeper behind everyone, and one girl was trying so hard not to laugh. I can understand though. I was doing the same thing. Faillllll.
Edit: I realize that sentence was pretty ambiguous. I was trying not to laugh, NOT being a creeper behind people. *sigh. Sad how I have to clarify that, really.
-Lisa

Happy B-day, G-dragon!

I almost feel like there's too many hyphens in that title. But, anyways, yeah, a very happy B-day to G-dragon. If you happen to be reading this and you don't have the slightest idea who he is, he's a member of a Korean boy-band called Big Bang. I watched the MV for his new song Heartbreaker, and it's pretty good. Not sure I'm digging the platinum blond hair, but hey, its effing G-dragon, he can do whatever the heck he wants to his hair and still be awesome. A full album preview can be found here.

Haha yeah, I do listen to K-pop recently. Maybe more of my asian-ness is coming out. Idk the funky thing is, I have TONS AND TONS of K-pop, more so than those who would say that they're just testing the waters, but not enough to be considered a true listener I guess? My music taste is wide and varied at the very least, and very eclectic. I have music from Korean boy-bands like DBSK and 2PM, and at the same time from those oh-so popular pop-punk bands like Paramore, All Time Low, The Academy Is... I have songs from mainstream pop artists like Lady Gaga. I have a small sampling of alternative rock, like Anberlin and The Killers. I even, I admit, have a few songs by the Jonas Brothers. I have bands known by many, and bands known by few, and the funny thing is I don't have much of a preference for any particular genre or music style.

me: im a musicslut i think

i just made that word up

Eunice: HAHAHAHA

me: i say that because i just do all kinds of genres

Eunice: thats a crazy word

BWEAAHHA

me: and all kinds of music styles

Eunice: i was going to ask you

me: but no strings attached

Eunice: how that worked out

hahahahaha

me: wow. that actually

made sense

sort of

wow.

And even I was suprise at how well that word seemed to describe me. Because really, my relationship with music is very relaxed, a relationship with all the benefits but "no strings attached" as I so eloquently said. I'm not an indie-only snob, or a crazy boy-band fangirl (this could be argued). I just like music for what it is. I think music can be a very powerful way to convey a message or an emotion, or at the same time can just be made to simply to get your blood pumping and you moving. But to me, all music has it's merits and is worth discovering, from soulful R&B, to power ballads of emo angst, to the head-banging, riotous punk music, and even sugary-sweet bubblegum pop. I can find examples from each of these genres that I fully enjoy and have 10+ songs of. Admittedly, my taste does change from time to time, and I find myself only listening to certain genres of newly downloaded songs at a time that I obsessively tracked down via iTunes/Google/Youtube. But hey, half the fun is in changing it up and discovering new things eh? God, I really am a slut. xP

A sampling of my Recently Added Playlist:
Dear Vienna by Owl City (I'm sort of allergic to cuteness, and I still like this band)
Drifting Apart by Nell (REALLY nice indie-rock (says Wiki anyways) band worth checking out, and if you don't speak Korean [like me], eng translations also worth checking out- lyrics are amazinggg)
Alone En La Vida by L'arc-en-ciel
Hot Mess by Cobra Starship
Energetic by BoA (not bad for her debut in the US!)
Inevitable by Anberlin (song introduced to me by Sharon XD)
Leader by Phantom Planet
Sky by Joshua Radin ft. Ingrid Michaelson
Fanatic by Epik High (Check out their originals too! You can't go wrong with Epik High)
Heaven by FT Island
What I've Done by Until June
Romeo N Juliet by Clazziquai
Returns by MC the MAX
So yup, there you go. A little insight into the randomness of my music library.

Volunteer Fail

Argh so my interview for the volunteering spot got rescheduled? Which means it's likely that at this point I won't get any hours squeezed in before the school year starts. Funny how both this opportunity and the RFL thing got thwarted huh? I feel super bad that I *technically* have no hours logged down yet. *sigh. Must get crackin on that. I think my lack of hours has less to do with me not willing to do volunteering, and more with my laziness on attending volunteer opportunties. I guess I'll go reschedule or something..:-/

Speaking of school, I'm most definitely not looking forward to it. Not that my summer has been particularly eventful or anything, but school is just so blech. Especially now that my mom has been breathing down my neck ever spare chance about what my "plan for the future is". Hell, I barely have a plan for twenty minutes from now, let alone my FUTURE. It's just way too stressful to think about how crazy this school year is going to be. With Chem Honors, and Trig/Analyt, all I can say is there better not be even a little drama this year, cuz I swear I cannot take any more of that. Ech.

My mom's not looking forward to going back to work either, lol. She's taking a break after being overworked and having sleeping problems, and is on medical leave. She was just telling me this morning about how crazyyyyy her boss is. She's one of those super crazy bitch-bosses, who will jump on your ass for slacking off, or making a mistake, or for simply disagreeing with you. My mom's boss that is. Not my mom.She even targeted this lady who's overweight and drowsy because of her medication for her thyroid condition (which, off-topic, I was pretty excited to note that I actually knew what the thyroid does. My bio SAT review must be paying off). At least I haven't encountered a teacher like that so far, and I hope I don't ever. :P

Yeah, so not much going on other than dreading school and not volunteering. Boring. On a slightly more interesting note, I think my mom said we were going to attempt baking today. Which is a fail if I ever saw one. We'll lucky if we have anything edible, yet alone tasty.

Angel Pix

So today I went to a CTY reunion at Great Mall Milpitas. I think reunion-awkwardness is something we all have to face, and it really does kind of suck. Despite how well we got along at camp a few weeks ago, its a bit weird to meet up again under different circumstances at a different place. I definitely got a bit of that "first-week-of-camp-standing-in-a-circle-awkwardly" vibe towards the beginning. At one point some of us even stood at the fountain and threw in a coin and wished, "I wish things would get less awkward." *fail. But I still remembered why I liked all of these people, and why it was fun being around them. And eventually things got better, and we had a good time, considering we hadn't talked to each other in a while.

There wasn't much shopping going on for the first few hours. IDK, in my opinion, its just pretty dang awkward to go shopping in large groups of people. First off, there's not many stores appropriate for both boys and girls.and even so. T___T. Maybe it's just me, but I find it SUPERR AWKWARD when there are people waiting for me to finish shopping. Mostly because I take forever, rifling through the clothes racks, and I end up picking five thousand bajillion items to try on. And then it takes me a while to meticulously try each item on, sometimes in different combinations. And then I have to decide whether to swap colors/sizes, or whether it looks good, or if its worth the money. And half the time as I'm walking over to the register, I change my mind and dash back to grab some more stuff. SO BASICALLY. Shopping + Me= huge hassle, so I feel terrible forcing other people to be added to this equation. *sigh. It made it even worse that none of the guys seemed to want to head to any of their own stores and they always followed us without ever complaining. *guilt

I think those asian photobooths were pretty much the reunion's saving grace. Not only did we bond in our total azn-photobooth noobness, but it was pretty funny to try and organize each shot with each other. LOL, those super fob girls who worked there must have looked us up and down and were like "wtf?". Especially cuz we all first wandered back into a booth for about 10 minutes, before re-emerging sheepishly after realizing we had to get coins. :-/. We definitely felt a little overwhelmed walking into that little maze of booths, with J-pop playing full-blast all around us. We all laughed at the little sign written on the flap of the booth: There is a unique machine, in which dreams come true, in which friends get together, in which stickers make us happy, let's join in hime gumi.

...Nice. How could you say no to that? After finally deciding on a booth with monkey bars (disaster in the making?), we all settle and cram in. The booth seemed all futuristic with glowing white walls, and a green screen for a background. At first I laughed at the sign above the touchscreen monitor that said "Please do not bang head here". But thats pretty much what I wanted to do after the picture taking started. T__T After nervously prodding at the touch screen, not fully understanding what was going on, we try and ready ourselves for the shot.. only to get a fail-shot of us all laughing our asses off. "OKAY, you guys next one..next one we do blowfish, okay ready?" ..But of course not everyone got the memo. We all found it highly amusing that our friend's green shirt melded into the green screen background and changed per photo. :D After a few sequences of photos where nothing we planned quite worked out, we rapidly chose a few photos, and under pressure of the timer, chose the wrong one. ..Oh well.

The decorating booth was if possible, even more confusing and stressful. With countless options, all in Japanese, consisting of a series of hearts, sparkles, bubbles and text, we were all unsure of how to properly execute it.

"Um. I don't know what to do"
*nervously places sparkles in corner
"That looks bad."
*long pause
"..You guys, I really don't know what to do".
.....
"Screw it, I'm done."

We had fun putting smiley faces in place of each others' faces, placing strategically placed sparkles in everyone's teeth, and accidentally placed sparkles in *cough questionable areas, while writing out CTY-esque phrases across the bottom. After a while, I do think we sort of got the hang of it, although our decorated pictures were probably significantly tackier than all the other ones hung up. ^___^

I think all of us can safely say that our first azn-photobooth experience was a confusing, mind boggling, stressful blur of green-screens, J-pop, sparkles and screaming at the touch screen for cutting you off before you selected the right option. But I can't say we didn't have loads, and loads and LOADS OF fun. Maybe I'll post some if I get the chance. As an azn-photobooth virgin, I think we can all look back fondly on our first time. :)

And our second.
And third.

..Yes, we went three times.

Edit: Pics posted now! Only. As said before. No one is reading this :(


-L. Wu

Only I can feel awkward whilst blogging.

Hey everyone. Or rather no one. I'm getting that weird feeling you get two seconds after you realize that the person you've been talking to has walked away and you've been talking to air for the past five minutes. ...hmm.

Well. Here it is, I guess. Me on a blog? Can't say this is going to work out spectacularly well, but we'll give it a shot. This is me, posting my day to day awkward moments, epic fail moments, perhaps even a couple of win-moments (few and far between, my friends), maybe a couple of teen angsty, whiny moments...Or just any sort of random occurrences that I find significant (or perhaps insignificant?) enough to post here.

Peace. :D

...wow that was so not cool when I said it. Or typed, rather

I should stop now. T__T