for the girl who stole my favorite pajama pants

if i don't get your CD of pictures from europe by the end of this week...i don't even know. it's been THREE weeks since we've been back from europe and i STILL don't have your pictures! can we say...lazy as hell?!

you told me to update my blog. so i did.

oh, and for the rest of my gals (lisa & jihye specifically, and yes you too lazy-ass), where did all my t-shirts go?! i remember that i used to have so many more clothes to go work out in...except, i can't seem to locate, oh, like 5+ t-shirts of various sorts...berkeley, quicksilver, and yes, even my rush PSP shirt.

it's okay, i forgive you. amy probably still wears my clothes happily without telling me she has certain items, lisa probably already thinks it's hers now, and jihye, well, jihye probably threw them in the trash.

i just let a spider go.

using two tealight holders, i captured the brownish-looking spider running along my bathroom wall, with my toothbrush in my mouth. i stood there for a moment, tissue in hand, ready to squash the sucker, but i don't know what it was, a sudden burst of goodness, or perhaps the result of having just come back from an emotionally charged movie like crash (which was a really good movie, btw), but there i was, carefully tip-toeing down the stairs clutching the tealight holders like mad (now i didn't want to completely ruin my good intentions and end up letting the spider go inside my house). so i eventually made it to the patio door and set the spider go (damn lucky spider if you ask me), and rushed back up the stairs. for dramatic effect, i was also naked the entire time. (i was about to jump into the shower, okay)

oh my exciting life.

good ol'london

as everyone whose been to london knows, there are many lush, green, beautiful, extensive parks in london. so, us being stupid americans, decided to make the most of it.









sidenote: so before amy makes a comment and expresses just how much air she can get, i'll say it myself. i suck at jumping. i used to be under the impression that i could jump, but i was comparing myself to lisa, who cannot seem to lift herself more than 6 inches from the ground. but amy and chris can get good air. i'm apparently too fat to lift myself from the ground.

at bohemia bagel in prague. it was hella good.

i miss you guys already.

i'm back

i'm going to make this short. the next will be filled with crazy pictures and insane stories (well, one or the other). europe was damn awesome. but it feels so good to be home. so i'm back, in socal, loving it already (shut up amy jin) so whoever's down here, give me a ring because i want to see familiar faces!

but let me take this moment to thank the two people that have put up with my incessant comments, my always-five-seconds-behind persona, and probably my constant annoyance. i don't know how you did it but i'm pretty sure you're glad you're getting a break. but i'd travel with you guys again in a heartbeat. you should know that C&A.