addict

il faut que j'arrete.

lang lang lang

i hate eugene lang.
i do not belong here.

we'll see.
puis, arianna and i went to this ghetto food shop and had a decent panini with a gross lemon tart

then i wandered off to do errands (what an american word)
got this johnathan conditioner (bleh going to return)
then waited half an hour at the food emporium for a freaking card....

off to barneys, the perfume tempted me. arianna saved me (and killed me)
we saw jay manuel. laaaaame.

we tried to go to this austrian café, but it was closed after walking 50 blocks....die

we then died in central park and got back home

ben was too nice and got rosemary....started making curry - too good.

i died. i miss asian life.

2 alarms. die you idiots....please educate yourself.

ugh can't sleep. watched the make it or break it finale...bleh...
tested pianos in the lounge. they are shit.

please try again new school.

p.s. is that a frank gehry?

on mange

david burke townhouse for brunch.
got the prix-fixe, 3-course meal

me:

parfait of big eye tuna and salmon tartares

mustard crusted tuna

crunchy sorbet - fromage blanche, banana, mango

arianna:pretzel crusted crabcake
smoked salmon scramble
the original coconut wedge

kristen:fresh berry, granola and vanilla yogurt
lobster scramble
warm and crisp apple tart

too good.
dior afterwards, face wash + tailoring info
mad dash to dorm for dad and final meeting.
died in line for a ticket to the cruise
....boat was boring-ish
pasta dinner
tlc conjoined twins
jacob

too much...

mashed

i can't explicate everything in detail so:

moving in was a rush
ben's super nice
room is decent
i love the access in this city
arrianna and kristen is the new possé.
we went to like 3 pastry shops
grocery shopping is weird because you buy things that are "supposed" to be in the kitchen...and i'm starting from scratch.

a lot of fun people. it's funny how they also are nervous to meet others.
that's what ice breakers are for.


can't really tell much...it's just....


obviously not in a writing mood...

ciao

special NY-entry edition:

presque

ikea, encore.
i knew what i needed to get: did my research, went previously back in the west.
i got my children's duvet/pillow cover, kitchen basics, and surge thing.

afterwards, i went into a severe yet abrupt coma.
then went to a ghetto H-Mart. but they covered me with basic asian food needs. though ironically i got pastas and forgot soy sauce.

i miss the sanitary dryness of california.
i can't wait to settle into my new niche: 4th floor with the view of the park and the empire.

need:
camera
art supplies
textbook
40% humidity











i'm ready to become a local peg-leger.

petit à petit l'oiseau fait son nid

got:
rubber spatula
jamie oliver casserole/ souffle dish
korres aloe/soapwort shampoo
80 hangers
J.A. Henkels 3-knife set
pillow

need to get:
children's bedsheets
a leaf canopy
cutting board
plate(s)
flatware
glass
duvet
camera
textbook
art kit

departures

so my last day, the plan - breakfast with paris....but she had "errands" ("ha, such an american word") so it was was postponed to 10.....then 11....then to 12. (P.S. thank you for the soap).

well, i got some gas...went to blockbuster where they FINALLY had the Pianist - i still trusted the Cannes Film Festival jury.

at 12 we met, in awkward happenstance. off to not breakfast, not brunch, but IKEA.
it was fun browsing uselessly through the furniture display rooms. lunch: swedish meatballz

then back home - with a "moving" hug. soon, as i was on my way back to DB, i called chris to...have one last idle hang out.

we saw The Pianist - just another "schindler's list"....but done with more modern yet literal cinematography. i mean....it was a good point of view - showing how music...or passion for music or anything caries people through everything but....meh. i guess it was a nice personal story from polanski. but the Chopin was perfect. after, we just lazily watched TV. then i had to go. a hug. a goodbye. a question. and a wave. didn't expect it to be that simple. tristesse.







take off: 45 min delay due to a broken toilette door.
met a malaysian girl.
horrible seats- couldn't recline.
the first 2 hours were the slowest of my life - it felt like i experience he dumping of the eminent time difference. but the second half went by quickly thanks to "confessions of a shopaholic" - rebbeca, i speak prada too.

as i walk ot of the plane - something familiar hit me - humidity. as i loaded the luggage into the car of my dad's old friend.........sweat.

got home to silence, moisture, and hunger.
i checked out my luggage- emptied out deliveries to uncle and sat down to watch 2 hours of food network and travel. and fell asleep to pokemon.

so far so good.



soon

route du thé

allyson had work on monday so we planned out a totally impromptu rendez-vous, a goodbye tea party.
she bought scones, bekka brought salad.

i made:
egg salad cucumber open-faced sandwiches
madeleines
3 berry empanadas
tomato bruschetta
mushroom-pine nut crustini
salami-pesto panini
banana-chocolate pavlova
beverages: lavender-ceylon, green tea- barley rose, strawberry lemonade

too much food, we all became diabetic.
from 4-7 all we did was talk, haphazardly structured from dorm life to jeanette's beating.

ava was too nice. she got me a gift. a mini rice cooker, a framed picture of us back in sophomore year, and a nice card. realization of what we've gone through.

it was just nice to....relax. after being in the kitchen 3pm-1am the previous day.
it was subtly awkward saying goodbye. i knew i would see them again but it never occurred to me that it wasn't school or the classes that held us together.

i didn't want that afternoon to end. at least it ended with the perfect embrace.

i soon cleaned after the mess. died a little. and wasted time just thinking.
once they were done with the old movie i went to blockbuster for 30 mins or so to decide on A Beautiful Mind.

ever since gimin-sneha and i saw "the class," i did not trust the praises and awards they boast.
i was skeptical - the movie felt old -very '98, the soundtrack was mediocre....the beginning; slow.

but that twist - it sparked the drama. decently portrayed i was attached. i wanted it to be more subtle - less literal and more abstract or vague - if s, that would've increased confusion which might've created a stronger relation between the audience and john.

i then saw crone and poirier's new original dance - flamenco. subtle and mature. can't wait.

sigh sigh
sigh

i realized the significance of each person that came to mind - perhaps it was my version of a reality check - i had the thought of being the next john nash. pensive and nostalgic.






demain sera triste...

immobile

i don't know why, but i can't move my back.
hielfe.

miss, missed, missing

impromptu night with chris - along with an hour call from frère.
we burnt the popcorn - i thought adding garlic to the oil would flavor it....

didn't go wait outside for meteors.

saw Faubourg 36 (aka Paris 36) - i rented it before but didnt watch it falsely discovering it was a musical. but it was surprisingly good. ideally a French soundtrack - i'm officially in love with the accordion. they used it so well. allez jojo. one thing i didn't like was the fact that they didnt show older jojo play...

i couldn't sleep that night, so i played pokémon till i died.
i set the alarm for 7am but miraculously woke up 6:30.

i was off to say goodbye to erica.
it was extremely quick and awkward.
i only said 3 words. a hug. and i just walked away.
never been so....moved.

ikea with paris?

i wanna remember us just as we are now

remy-chalise planned a meet-up lunch at this lame taiwanese eatery.
meet time was 12pm. i woke up 12pm.
took chris, aka +1 hour.

got there, weird. after, we went to the mall, weird.

on the way home chris and i passed by market to get ingredients for quiche. since he loved my sample so much.

got home, died. searched for my future foto-aparat. found a decent sony ($230 ish) pas mal? 10.1MP, 10x zoom, chunky, popup flash, 3inch LCD, HD movie, and more!
yeah i think its THE one.

soon after my 50 hour search, i decided to start quiche-ing.
took me way less time compared to paris' kitchen. i was more comfortable and ....speedier. almost as if i had a deadline. and this time i stuffed the baby croissants with more chocolate.
all turned out well - a little salty but hey, everyone loves sodium.

soon, gimin started brewing plans for tomorrow - indian fest in irvine...ehhhhh

went to chris' house. he feasted on the 1/4th quiche and baby croissants as we witnessed NEWS in diamond bar. apparently someone got into one of them houses in da country.

next, we started audrey-fest pt. deux. il l'aime bcp.
half the time i was partying with bricka i missed her.
after we just sat and talked to the travel show we were watching and the richmond song plays - i needed to go home

déjà vu: rushing sprinklers, orange lights, opened windows

but this time i got scared - i thought i heard someone call my name as i turned up my chopin.......

ciao, demain -

c'est il

i rushed from blockbuster thinking he'd be there waiting. and he was. saw mrs. E on her way out on the street. it was awkward. horribly awkward. it felt foreign - like it was his first time into the house. it's been too long since.

like always, plans were pushed and in come our impromptu indolent hang outs. in the room reading through a french beverage book. by the piano dying to chopin. in the kitchen savoring quiche. like always.

he kept insisting that it has been a while. he joke how paris has replaced him. funny - she did, in a way. he asked "is new york long-distance?"

we watched "a very long engagement" (with audrey tautou) and benjamin button.
two intense romances. just shows how truly we are similar.

mother fed us wok.

he took his shorts.

we dropped him off around 1:30. i remember those nights i would stumble out of a coma in his house to drive home. with windows opened. the sound of the late-night sprinklers rushing. the orange tinge of the street lamps create a mood of ....timelessness.

memories preserved forever.

i will miss him dearly.
but of course, it is not the end.

bon appétit!

julie & julia with paris
she was late - we missed the trailers. thanks paris!
it was an overall sweet movie. it was horribly awkward seeing "mr. child" aka nigel from the devil wears prada makeout with "julia child" aka miranda priestly. but yeah terribly cute at parts: "you are the bread to my butter, the breath to my life" *dies*

after, we were inspired by julia's magic. so we decided to cook.
but first, i picked up pavel from cousin.

we then serched for a vegetarian friendly recipe (ugh such a burden): eggplant quiche
off to albertsons. we took ages to find puff pastry for the crust. and i almost died when i slipped into a spill of water (unmarked by those warning signs) that was my college tuition waiting....merde.

we got home started prepping.

quaint-cozy home. it was refreshing from my usually asian-friendly sights.
took us about 2-3 hours to make. but hey, it was perfect. a little wild n the butter dotting but oh-so riche

with the leftover pastry dough, i made mini croissants that i stuffed with chucks of chocolate anthony loved them) then i found out mrs. P was alergic to wheat. *mental note*

but yeah - exaustion, memories, chats.

good day.




répétez svp?


i wish. i think i have one more time left with. *sigh*

realisation

almost
there
almost

close but not cigar

highlights:
kulfi addict
trampoline injury
half moon bay freeze-burn session
horror marathon
ritual tea
de-virginized skates
yukon's death
minivan coffin

film et parc

today, i got blood sucked out of me. screw weak genetics.

had an awkwardly abrupt and cut conversation with M. Rouge. so annoying.
*fingers crossed*

then movies with paris. Orphan ugh it wasn't a ghost type of a horror....it was a demented murder tale...but meh it was ok...a change of stories. i mean, how often do you see a pseudo- 9 year old seducing a mid 30s father?
we tried to sneak in the ugly truth but paris was too weak and succumbed to her guilt.

puis, we went to Schabarum Park.....this huge arse park in front of the mall. walked for hours (aka 30mins or so) meh it was ok. nice weather. breezy. cool waeather. shaded. APES reunion. on fait rein.

et après, we went to target to buy my hairdye.....dark golden brown.

olive dyed my hair - ammonia suicide.
under certain lightings at NIGHT - you can roughly tell. hopefully the solar power will unleash my brown-ness!

packed for freaking SF. ugh. wish me luck.


by the way, i got my skates today!

anglomania

today, i went shopping with Erica.
haven't seen her since graduation.
at first, i honestly didn't recognized her.

went to men's shoes - akward shoe salesman.
lied to me, saying he'd give me the other color in the sale price - die
i got Clarks Original Desert Boot in taupe suede
when i tried it on, it was unexpectedly light and sooooooooooft.
loved it. named them Andrèas (sand suede soon to come)

aside: i found out that the design for the desert boot was unchanged since 1950. used by british armed forces....how historical.

went to gap, h&m, j. crew, sephora BLAH

and then B-A-N-A-N-A republic.
found two jackets i liked: one normal lined electric blue wind breaker with this cool Mp3 pocket with a hole for the earphones. ($39.99)....i want it so badly....
and the other was this balmacaan meets mackintosh dull dark olive green rain coat that ive seen the last time i went but they $99 something....now it was a mere $64....from the original price of $198. i love sales. Erica said i should get them since i could always return it....but guess what. i love it so....it's mine.

et après, erica and i lounged at cold stones for 4 hours talking....about the near future....sigh
tu me manquerai beaucoup...

P.S. M. Rouge, je t'm bcp


off to blockbuster...

la tristesse

i woke up to heat and ill news.
i don't want to lose him. yet minds are tempted towards sadness.
i believe that things happen for a reason. perhaps not by faults but rather by minute external forgetfulness.
feelings fled, questions arrived. confusion settled.

i turn to my enemy of hope to (obviously) hope.

this world is never fair, never real.

but i conclude: la tristesse durera toujours.

canceled

movies canceled.
partying with mark.

meh.

scent: acqua di parma - mirto di panarea
song: mates of states - think long

not'ing

woke up 7am sharp naturally.
had a conversation with M. Paul Poirier. he still won't tell me this upcoming season's programs. but he was....naturally nice and normal sans attitude. i gave him the cheer he deserves.

had an 800 calorie breakfast and died. aka listen to bb ost.
then sushi, then blade guard fail.

saw yes, man.......


bleh bleh boring day.



tombé? entre? barbant?

j'm desplat

today i woke up to a herd of screaming. change of plans - had to go to nogales swapmeet and experience my first heat stroke. so i got homemade horchata.

après, we went to soup-lantation, blehhhhhhhhhhhh......

i died in the car, the airconditioning is retarded. so we went to aunt's house to cool off. i watched clips from olympic diving 2008 so i was happy. GO QIN KAI!

puis, we got home and finally watched the movie we rented - the painted veil. the progression was a little slow, the relationships and interactions between characters were odd, as in ....degree in drama - back in the day...they didn't use profanity and were oh so direct...?
but overall it was a great movie - it seemed like i was expecting the typical war love movie but it was slightly unique above the rest. the soundtrack was sex. the era was sex. what more do you expect?

then we went to chino - sista et olive went to watch drag me to hell...i went with mother to walmart. bumped into ava and co.


and got home to my own copy of THE CURIOUS CASE OF BENJAMIN BUTTON ORIGINAL SOUNDTRACK! finally, bye youtube!

i love you alexandre desplat!

pppppppatiner!

today i won 50 cent skates on eBay ($15 S/H) - BRAND NEW. well, its old....but never used.


still better than rusty old loose rentals.
now i need to get blade guards to feel official.

meningococcal

went to the doctors to get my immunization form for uni filled out and to get the vaccination for meningitis....weighing scale at home was off by 2 -hate life-

knitted a scarf for gina -i magically finished...and i burned 500 calories.

saw the solo free synchronized swimming and mens 3m final on universal sports from roma - interesting, very interesting

scent: jean-paul gaultier: fleur du male

zapatos

UO suede jazz shoe - $29.99
pro: sleek
con: low, white

Fred Perry suede mid laceup - $74.99
pro: nice yet casual, grey!
con: price, roundness

Clarks Original desert boot - $59.90
pro: hi, quick lace, durability
con: weight(?), butchy

gymnopédie

ben is cool.
so is Satie.

scent: Tom Ford for Men
song: bizarre love triangle by new order/ gymnopédie no.1 by erik satie

courts

going -10! the shorts are on.
however, i had, yet again, another shaved ice night.
planning things are in the process - SCP?

and i finished paris' "twilly" en laine jaune

scent: infusion d'homme + eau des merveilles

préparer

today was my final "pre-packing" day. meaning i stuff all the stuff i will bring into luggages

seriously.

leaving out, shirts, polos, pyjamas, sleepwear, toiletries, and PERFUME.

out of the 40 or so that i have i had a mini talent show: size, purpose, versatility, bias

so far my list is:

Christian Dior - Dior Homme
Christian Dior - Dior Homme Cologne
Christian Dior - Cologne Blanche
Christian Dior - Bois d'Argent
Christian Dior - Fahrenheit 32
Prada - Infusion d'Homme
Jean-Paul Gaultier - Gaultier²
Jean-Paul Gaultier - Fleur du Male
Masaki Matsushima - Mat; Very Male
Hermès - Kelly Calèche
Acqua di Parma - Mirto di Panarea
Lancôme - Hypnôse Homme
Tom Ford - Tom Ford for Men


but of course, i will....reduce. or i can decant the less precious ones.


currently reliving: Hermès - Kelly Calèche
currently deciding whether i should do a "scent of the day" (SOTD) to my entries...

decided

SOTD: Bvlgari - Thè Blanc



ciao

truths

lame day. idleness and questioning.

hope for better next:

allez!

today was fun: i woke up to olive using an electronic pencil sharpener and heat so i immediately took a douche.
baby was over so it was fun.

15:00 - ciao , je vais à(vec) paris
harry potter avec paris: there were grossly awkward parts in the film. oh ha and that hand in the water part - i jumped. overall: bland. character development was poor, the skipping seasons thing was lame once more, cheesy love stories, tom riddle was freaky, butter beer tempted me, too sudden, and too empty. #7 better be good. p.s. cormac freaked us out.

then we Z pizza-ed, bleh.

then ICE SKATING! once again, my first pair were dull, my second: the left blade was mildy loose - it clicked as i walked.

i practiced going backwards more, stumbled a few times on my own. but when we took self-timer pictures.....-2.00 deductions all over.

on the way home, i almost hit a stray dog. damn, so close to a photoshoot.

then radio kareoke session: i will always love you - whitney houston


meh nothing happened.


ended with yet another diabetic life plaza outing.......



'till

bland

today, i had to wake up at 10:30 to go to this lame VBS christian propaganda program for a hotdog lunch.......-_______________-
soon after, i died in the heat trapped in the house watching people leave to go watch harry potter...but hey j'y vais demain avec paris!
so all i did was finish up my mohair scarf (picture soon), watch cash cab, and rediscovered my 80s phase when i watch one hit wonders on VH1.
'round 19h i decided to go for a soak in the pool and have dinner.

i made: provolone-salami panini with honey mustard spring green salad and sparkling apple juice. that was quite relaxante.

then we watched "Wizards on Deck with Hannah Montana" - and later went to Life to feast on popcorn chicken and this gigantic bowl of shaved ice (japanese style)

i went on the elliptical for 10 mins.......i'll burn it off tomorrow when i practice my salchows.

sigh: must not gain weight.

je suis prête pour la fiesta!

don't stop me now

after nearly a month after allyson's birthday plans, we finally went skating.
i regret not buying my own skates earlier because the 1st pair i got today were super dull and had no grip, the second one, the front ends were slightly loose...but still had a nice blade.

so master erika taught me how to do a waltz jump! success! but had 2 giant falls.

on top of that i can skate backwards now. next goal: backwards crossovers.

anyways, my feet hurt; should've worn thicker socks.

weirdly, the cold was manageable with a tee since i was pretty active trying all my elements for my new short program skated to the mission impossible soundtrack hahaha (english bunny boy)

afterwards ,we ate at panera bread - terry took her sweet arse time aka two hours....

off to relax

im ready for saturday night!

life

i saw a haunting in Connecticut; seance m'a donné peur.
had problems sleeping - had to sleep on my back, having the fear of shadows or sudden apparitions of past souls. anyways, tetris lulled me to death.

9am: woke up to GREEN RED GREEN RED! ma mère complaining that the electrical outlets were out.

but it was good - i got to fix my clock, took a shower and watch make it or break it....yes.

puis, i lift the piano....well keyboard upstairs. it's a FULL keyboard with a permanent stand - not exactly portable-friendly. i almost revisited anton* up the stairs.

today was nice - calm - now learning benjamin and daisy my absolute favorite piano piece. finally found someone who transcribed it. and yeah, i am musically dyslexic.

woah - haven't had dinner and on top of that i burned 500 kalories.

félicitations!

LA meets LA

woke up to junk mail. but good thing i carefully read the subtitle: NEW SCHOOL HOUSING INFORMATION!

mystery unveiled: Ben.
(soon, FB)

he's a laid back mec, jazz guitar, seemed nice.
previously i anticipated for a musician; *woo*

awkward footwear clip.

earlier, i told terry his nombre: benjamin. her response "button?"
ironically he's from n'orleans.

anyways, more to learn. kill loans. HP 12am - cancelled.

à bientôt

nuit blanche

solution: autour.
my usual solution to insomnia is either food, a placebo of advil, or simply sleeping backwards (head at the foot board)

après, i had a dream of life in reverse after having the thought of physically rotating my bed around as opposed to a lame "mattress flip"

puis, je l'ai fait