i am astounded by the amount of people i have deceived.
sorry munchkins, no drastic haircut for me. WIGS are your new best friend (after you dispose of your old best friend in a deep grave first).

I CAN HAS LONG HAIRS:

*in my dream last night, i downed an entire bag of m&m's.
i woke up feeling somewhat akin to pregnant women & desiring a big fat case of diarrhea. sometimes my own frankness astounds me, which is often followed by confusion on whether to be disgusted at my amusement, or amused at my disgust(ing self).

*accompanied patto at/to(?) his 'little' brother's 18th yesterday night & ate my weight in chicken fingers. have since decided that being in the proximity of real people with balloons is actually quite a lovely thing. oh, the balloons aren't necessary - they do, however, make for a delightful bonus.

*created traffic with natural ability by getting scared shitless about reverse parking into the crowded parking lot. mother had to get out of the passenger's seat & shoo me away from the driver's seat. my shame increased proportionately to the car buildup behind my strategically placed vehicle - (right in front of the mall exit). my scarlet face more than made up for the lack of a brandished letter ('A' for amazingly-bad-typical-asian-driver) on my chest. AM NEVER DRIVING IN PUBLIC AGAIN.

*want to pause Enchanted the movie approximately twenty minutes prior to ending & crawl into the TV screen. patrick hot-old-man dempsey & james beefcake marsden, please continue to fight over me, thank you.


*errr this:

Posted in: on Sunday, March 30, 2008 at at 1:04 AM 4 comments  

confession: i have never seen 'the notebook'

& frankly, i'm just not all that inclined to see it. having said this, i won't be surprised to have raised suspicions about my gender. ha. i just feel like its reputation precedes it since every other female in my age bracket has listed it in their top ten, etc. & i often like things not quite palatable to typical taste.

whiiiich brings me to blood & satire & self-preservation through violent aggression.
ohmygod 'Battle Royale' i love you.

i also have a (small) crush on tatsuya fujiwara (who plays shuya nanahara, protagonist of battle royale). please let me marry your face. i will bribe you with pokemon cards & green-tea chocolates & other assorted stereotypical things i assume japanese folk pride themselves in.


funny how the first picture i find of you, mister fujiwara, resembles a notebook-esque scenario. rest assured that i still find you attractive away from your pretty boy ways. YOU HAD ME HOOKED AT YOUR BLOODIED, RUGGED, UNRULY APPEAL. I GUESS THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.

totally on the subject of asian movies,
'The Joy Luck Club' has always been a favourite of mine, long before i knew about eloquent narration & poignant storylines & great overall cinematic cohesion.

i'm not chinese, but i do identify a lot with the themes of tradition & culture & the plight to make parents proud. i was blown away by how all the female protagonists had such distinct stories, but all their struggles seemed equally painful & strangely akin.

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i am in a bit of an introspective phase & as much as i find it such an inconvenience to be restless, i think times like these often help to clarify my priorities & give me some impetus for what i want to accomplish.

special mention to alex (nerimon) & kevin (aceofhearts101). hey chickens, i don't know if you even read this blog, but i found it amusing that in a span of 3 minutes, both text messages i received were from intercontinental loves. i'm sorry for my lack of response! i was out of credit. lame lame lame excuse, i know.

i have a seven & a half hr shift at work tomorrow. am hoping to get a decent hr & a half gym session before it. endorphines, i need you.

oh, & happy easter.

Posted in: on Sunday, March 23, 2008 at at 8:40 PM 5 comments