So, out of boredom, I googled my own email, and it had a link to a blog. immediately I was like, wtf? i have a blog??? After clicking on it, I realized that I had made this for a class last spring. So maybe now I will join Michelle and Kate and give this blogging thing a try. Anyways... my husband Se7en is looking hotter than usual. Cutting off those korean pop star hair has definitly made him even more desirable than before. I just can't believe he got lil kim in the video. Lil Kim... REALLY??? there are so many hot young female singers out there, YG couldn't find him a better girl??? And I like how throughout the entire video there is no Asian girl. Instead it's filled with a bunch of non good looking ppl. Who ever produced/ directed this music video did a shitty job. However, Se7en still looked ridiculously hot. Speaking of which, can anyone tell me what brand his sunglasses are? My friend and I were trying to figure this out til like 5am, and no result =( So if you know please please please let me know!!!

HERE'S THE VIDEO!

I can’t believe four years has gone by since I graduated from high school. From the class of 04, I became the class of 08. In these four years I’ve grown from a teenager to a young adult. Matured? Yes. More responsible? Sometimes... haha. Overall I would have to say these four years have been the best four years of my life. In these four years I’ve done so many things I’ve never done before and met so many wonderful people that I can rely on. One of my favorite quotes says “I didn’t come to college to meet my husband, I came to meet my Bride’s Maids”. I find that especially true. I remember when I first came to college, I immediately rushed for a sorority. I liked all the glamour and all the fun, but what I didn’t expect was the bond I was about to build with some of these girls. We’re all so different, coming from different backgrounds, different personalities, some even to the extremes. But through pledging, we pushed ourselves beyond the limit, seeing each other at our worsts, and yet learned to love and embrace everyone’s differences. We learned about each other and along the way, discovered ourselves... Three years has gone by since we became “sisters” and we only grew closer and closer. Now the time has come. Some are going to Grad school, some are finishing under grad, and some are starting their first job. We’re all splitting apart, it’s slowly hitting me. Even though most of us are still going to be in the same city or a few hours of car ride away, it will never be the same. Life will not be the same without you guys. Even though we had a lot of fun bar hopping, dancing, and singing, the times I cherish the most are the times that we simply sit at home and do nothing, simply enjoying each others company. We would just all sit in a room, some on the bed, some on the couch and some on the floor and talk about the most random things, from relationship problems to a new discovery of a scandalous picture on Facebook. There’s never a dull moment. You guys always manage to make me laugh at the saddest moments, and lift me up when I’m down. Some people say I’m an elitist, I don’t deny a bit. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that. There are so many people in this world, but how many actually cares for you? And how many do you actually really give a shit about? To me, not that many... All of my close friends say that I’m a great friend to have. That’s because I care about them, and the few that I do care for, I’m willing to go out of my way for them, as they do for me. As we all go on with a new chapter in our lives, I just want to say I love you guys. I wish life could just stay like this forever...

A tragedy has happened today... As I woke up in the morning after a night of studying, I could barely open my eyes. As a daily routine, the first thing I do after waking up is to take my dog Chanel out. As all of my friends know, my dog is very trained. Every morning, I open the door, she runs out, does her business in my front lawn and runs right back in, for all the times I’ve had her, I barely had any problems at all. So as I’m rubbing my eyes walking down the stairs, I open the door to let her out as usual. Instead of standing on the patio to watch her do her thing I laid down on the couch in the living room. I hear a bark, nothing too abnormal, she sometimes barks at people passing by to get attention, but never harmfully, and no one ever gets intimidated due to her small stature and pink Juicy Couture clothing. Then I hear a thump, like something hit something and immediately followed by Chanel’s despaired howling. I ran outside and saw her in the middle of the road, bleeding from her mouth. A bum on the street told me a truck hit her and drove off, so I immediately rushed her to the nearest animal hospital. $450 later, I found out that she has a fractured jaw, an injury due to something not too big hitting her head, most likely a kick by a foot. As soon as I heard that a fire rose in me... who in their right fucking mind would hurt a little dog???!!! no wonder you're a fucking bum, you don't even fucking deserve to live! are you so jealous that what my dog has on is worth more that your entire wardrobe? or are you just pissed that she gets more love that you'll ever experience your entire worthless life? I hope it gets really really cold at nights so your ass can freeze to death in a corner. you're gonna go to hell for kicking Chanel, leaving her with a fractured jaw THEN lie to my fucking face saying that a truck hit her and drove away. you better hope that you freeze your ass to death before I get to you, cuz if you ever fucking dare to show your face anywhere near my house, campus or west campus, I swear I will hunt you down and make sure you spend the rest of your worthless life in jail getting fucked in the ass. you better pray that my dog's ok, cuz if not, I WILL spend the rest of my college career looking for you, you do NOT want to mess with a hurting mother. but I guess you wouldn't know cuz you were probably an abandoned bastard child to begin with, and that’s why you have no heart. if I were you I would start running until my guilt catches up to me then jump off of a bridge and do society a favor. your pure existence in this world is worthless. you were never loved, and you never will be because you're evil and sick minded for bringing a small animal this much pain and suffering. but guess what, she's hurt, I’ll take care of her, I’ll pay for her x rays and spoon feed her her antibiotics and pain medicine, who's gonna do that for you? NO ONE... so actually, I don't wish you to die anymore, I just hope you suffer for the rest of your life, sleeping in corners and begging for pennies and die lonely with no one to care for you...

Here I am sitting on the bed trying to find an old Xanga entry to copy for this blog project at 2 am since I can't sleep. God I haven’t been to that site forever... My last entry was on Oct 5, 2006, and it was only to promote for “Players Weekend” for my sorority. What has the world come to... Xanga used to be my life... scrolling down the pages, I realized that there are less words in every more recent entry. And now I don’t even go on it anymore. I remember back in the high school days, I would update every night, or sometimes in AP Comp Sci class, or even two or three times a day. I would write about everything that happened in school or after school with my friends. I would write about things that made me happy , things that made me sad, or things that made me think. I posted up song lyrics, pictures of every event, those stupid little chained survey things. Looking through it was like taking a stroll down memory lane. I can’t believe I used to type all ghetto. Replacing words like “mai” for “my” or “datz” for “that’s” they all sound so stupid to me now lol. What is a little high school Asian girl doing typing all ghetto? I wish I knew what I was thinking back then! But then looking at my friends’ xangas, seems like they all typed like that too. Must have been a cool thing to do back then. I guess I started posting pictures when I got to college. Maybe that’s when xanga started allowing pic uploads. Can’t believe how skinny I used to be... 95 lbs... coming into college. Didn’t exactly gain my freshman 15 but... still a few lbs heavier than what I want to be. I remember those flat stomach days where I always wore the shortest things and showed my belly off to the world. Now im always covered in long tanks. Thank god the baby dolls are in fashion right now, otherwise I would seriously have to start hittin the gym. Looking at my past entries reminds me of the old days. So many friends that I’m no longer in touch with. And so many new people I now can’t imagine living without. I have changed so much in the past few years, transforming from a little girl into a young women who will soon step into the real world. Where will I be posting then? It used to be xanga, then myspace came along. Now Facebook is where I find myself wasting my life away. I never thought xanga would go out of style. The same way I never thought I would stop loving N’ SYNC when I was 13. Well part of it is still true, I <3 JT!!! I guess somethings never change. I still find myself posting pictures of every event, but now there are even more, especially with the ease Facebook provides. I remember back in the days, it would take forever to do a xanga entry because you would have to upload the pictures one by one. I can’t believe despite the hardship I still managed to have pages and pages full of pictures. But like they say, a picture is worth a thousand words...


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