my year in review


my dearest DT and wallie, oh how i'll miss you girls, even though you'll just be across the bay...we were supposed to be mingling with the rushees...



it's really not that she was heavy, i'm just weak



i love this picture, lisa just can't jump



lisa looks so happy, and christine! my alcoholic roommate



apt #10



the stories we could tell...can you tell i'm the only sober one?



i love you amy!!!



i think the plan was originally school girls...then somehow christine and i turned into being slutty school girls, WTF?



i think i take the best pictures with lisa



angela comes to visit! yes i love that parka



the drive back home for winter break



our annual SD winter break trip



oh how we love black



are we sorority girls or what?



i heart NY, and my girls



i-comm baby @ the delta class retreat, i'm never going camping again



spring break fun in palm springs, haha



omg, chris actually looks happy in one picture! the heart was NOT my idea



i live for candid pictures like these



i like all the pictures i take with dan, except, he almost looks faded. hmmm?



tribute to my one and only tata the fob



yes my parents are better looking than me, sad but true



i miss you guys! angela, hope you're having fun out there in the motherland, julie yoo, you just ignore me now!

and that, is my year in BRIEF review. i'll do this a lot more as i get bored at work.

the LSATs can suck it. fucking worst test i've ever taken in my life.

hel, candice, my dears -- i'll be joining you at the library from now on.

lisa, you and i are going to beat the shit out of this test, logic games and all!

finally got the comments to work. i seriously suck with computers. thanks annie. now, feel free to comment!

a 4th of july i'll never forget. and i wasn't even there. angela, you're a trooper.

on a sidenote, i miss obsessing about something. no, scratch that, i obsess about things all the time (diesel jeans, mini ipod, puma shoes, just to name a few). let me rephrase -- i miss obsessing about someone. i miss the thrills and chills of a crush, the first time your hand is held, the sinking feeling in your stomach filled with sheer excitement when you just know he's going to lean in to kiss you, the first time you sit down and just talk - talktalktalk about everything and nothing, the questions, the butterflies, the need to impress 110%, oh how i miss all that.

but i won't complain for long. because i've still got the greatest friends...i can wait for the greatest someone.

list of things to do:

*kiss a hot girl with a tongue ring -- CHECK

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is it just me or does joey look rather unhappy to be surrounded by us? what a doofus.

i think i almost re-pierced my ear, again. damn my cartilege and damn me for not having pierced it with a needle. then again, i was 17 and didn't know they did it with needles back then.

dear drivers of the following cars: gunmetal mercedes e500, silver bmw X5, silver lexus e400 (notice a trend here?)

please learn how to f*cking drive. you have a $50,000+ car, it can afford to go over 40 mph on the f*cking freeway when there's traffic and about 100000+ miles in front of you and the car ahead. you piss me off -- i haven't been home in 3 days, all i want to do is take a nice hot shower in my own bathroom and plop down on my nice soft bed.

dear tree cutters on wilshire blvd:

f*cking cut your damn trees not at 1 PM on a thursday afternoon when i'm on my lunch break and speeding towards century city. you close down the only other lane on wilshire, what a dumb idea, do you not know wilshire is like the most populated street in los angeles?

dear city planners of los angeles:

what the hell were you smoking when you decided to put up all these lights on sepulveda without putting left turn signals? there's a f*cking airport here and billion cars everyday. f*cking idiots.

in all honesty,

erika l. shao