Land's End

Went hiking with the bitches at Land's End, the other side of Presidio. We had an awesome time, hiking around for like 2 hours, in beautiful weather. Pulled a muscle while trying to save my life. was limping at work for the next 2 days.

note: this is such an old post. I actually went hiking in April. But saved this draft in the dungeon. so enjoy now.













p.s. work has been crap. We're re-shuffling within the office, had to repack and then unpack EVERYTHING. felt like a manual labourer. awfullyg tired so i actually took a nap. 100+ new peeps will be moving in. In my row of 4, I am the only one now. Let's see if a handsome stranger will sit across me.

~Everyone deserves a GOLD star~

since karen recently posted her nose pic, I decided to follow the trend. but only after adding something special. my new gold nose stud...kewl~

Just placed an online order.

B.I.G. IN DA HOUSE

Heloooo peeps!

Bebel Gilerto's Concert

I went to her concert! I am so stoked! She seems like she was high the whole time. But all's cool. One of my friends fell asleep though. We had seats.

DJ JazzyJeff

Have to thank Shawna for asking me out that night to Fluid! Had too much fun with the peeps and the location is so chic. DJ JazzyJeff used to partner with the *Fresh Prince*... ....I miss that show.

*fun times b4 the wisdom tooth incident*

Half the wiser~

I just took out my Wisdom tooth.
One, on the upper right jaw.

Biting on my gauze...bloody gauze.

sigh~

Le sigh~

goodbye.

I'M SO PISSED RIGHT NOW. WHY WHY WHY CAN'T YOU JUST GIMME A BREAK?

My iPod just got officially declared dead and now I have to listen to commuter's noise? NO!!! I can't even have my own peace of mind.

I get bad news on a daily basis. Maybe I shouldn't step out of the door. Maybe I shouldn't answer the damn phone. Or maybe I shouldn't wake up.

Le Sighz~

I would love a cup of tea please?

UPDATE: Shanks for everyone's encouragment. Sadly, I am over it. Not him, but just it. I have the other 3 men in my life to worry about ;)

“There is no trouble so great or grave that cannot be much diminished by a nice cup of tea.” - Bernard-Paul Heroux

So as I sit here waiting, for the water to boil. I pen my frustrations, or rather, my unnecessary frustrations, as pointed out by a girlfriend.

I once again set foot into no-man’s land, in other words, I started dating again. It amazes me how I can get so peer pressured into doing so. It is unconscious. No, wait. It is not. Not when a close confidante couldn’t stop chanting, “Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!” ¬— and my hearts starts to flutter ever so slightly in prospects of Mr. Seems-So-Rightttt.

I get comfy just all by myself. Being away from home (oops, mom’s reading this?) lets me do whatever I want. Being SINGLE really lets me do whatever I want.

This time, I thought I had given myself ample time to recover, which I totally disagree now. Recover from the previous relationship, which confused, disappointed and saddened me. Not that this current affair had done that yet, it has only brought on some new disturbances to my so-called life.

First of all, I think about what he is doing. To be exact, what he is doing when he is not with me, not talking to me or not IM-ing me. Honestly this doesn’t take up much of my time but it still bothered me that it bothered me.

Secondly, I check my phone way too often than usual. And my IM. Just in case I miss his messages while I was taking care of business in the bathroom like 3 feet away from the main room. Ha! It’s like, you know, how a female column writer described — “his text messages were like little droplets of sunshine throughout the day.” And thank god he hasn’t start emailing me.

So you think I am Crazy-Town now?

Thirdly, I get so self-conscious. Too self-conscious. Normally I can go through my days like La La La, like different colors of the rainbow, like winged-ponies grazing on lollipops. I wake up to my weekends with not a care in the world. But now, god forbid! It seems like every waking moment is being judged, monitored and scrutinized by a self-prescribed Simon Cowell type of critic. Following me, telling me that “Oh girl~ if you wear that out today, you’ll look like a fool and what if somebody sees you? He wouldn’t like that.” Or like “Did you just say that out loud? I can’t believe you did. It’s ridiculous and I bet you think you’re funny huh? Sorry. You’re out. Thanks for trying too hard.”

And I don’t even know if I like him like him.

So, why do I get all worked up about this so-far-two-dates guy? I think I just like to mind-fuck me, myself and I, in the ( )*( ).


And I shall keep you guys posted.

thegreatindependencedayofthisnotsogreatfeelingcountry

It has been hot in here. Which is nice. I love hot. Hot, hot, hot.

4th of July crept up behind me like a monkey in the shadows. Didn't plan any biggie plans so I just chill with friends and this is what I did:

Had tea~ at the grove on Fillmore with my married friends who just got a puppy, instead of a human baby. Wise choice.

Hello, I am Leo, the King of Spartans.

He is a really mellow fellow. Not like a crazy 11-weeks old puppy you would normally see. Which is good for the parents in a way.

EVERY FEMALE pedestrain who walked by HAD to stop to pet him or ask about him (endless OOooooooos and Awwwwwws). Real show-stopper. Great accessory for single men looking for a quick date.

Made a quick stop to crissy field to join in the merry making of fellow SF peeps then we went back to my office. NO, not to work. But to use the facilities. It has been months since I felt so grateful to be working there(KEYCARD ACCESS!).

Those who never been, the fireworks display happens at the Fishermen's wharf, particularly on the PIer 39. Yours truly works right across the street from the pier and our upper storey decks have an unblocked kick-ass view. Not to mention the company's bbq grill, pool tables, table tennis tables and fully equipped chef's kitchen on the third floor deck. Where else to go man?

like a flower

like Saturn

like fireworks

like glasses

I decided to stop taking photos of the fireworks coz they always turn out shitty without a tripod anyways. Instead I looked at it, enjoying it fully. not worrying about anything else in the world.

Dont have pics of the humans, as they didnt turn out good, as usual. Only the pic of me drunk that surfaced the following day looked worthy enough to post, but not available on this comp. It shows up on my friend's new iPhone whenever I call him. So nice.

Here's to my independence!

p.s. Just came back from a movie date - Ratatouille! It is fueling my desire to move to Paris ever mooooooooooooooore.

Zee reeson fwhy I zant to go to Franceeeeee!

pic via cuteoverload.com

it's written in the stars:

Secretly you want to know what's at the end of the road before you take the first step. The stars say it's not important to know the exact details about the future -- just trust that it will be there. Now start walking!

Fun Friday on a Thursday

Rebel, Rebel!

Just felt like saying it.

Had last Thursday off. Decided to spend it by myself. Went on a little adventure in the city. Tezuka's Exhibition at the SF Asian Art Museum.

Notice that there are 3 Astro Boys in one picture? So kewl... ...

I love this romantic print.

Here's some random photos of the city.

Belgium Fjtzs on Hayes street! Yums!

This is Galeria de la Raza. They are having an exhibition *Sugar Pistols*.
Pistolitas de Azúcar: Cultura, Pop, and Whimsy is a multimedia exhibition featuring nine artists who tinker with various perceptions of pop-culture and play with the whimsical magic of everyday. Iconic imagery and visual anecdotes of life in Mexico and California are layered and interwoven, all at once bringing to light a cultural hybridity that is ephemeral while everchanging, and grounded in a rich, multilayered, historical background.

Such good use of Mixed Media!