Happy Buttday Yoonjung!

Everytime I go to Houston, I can be sure of three things: Dave & Busters, Gengi's, and a CRAZY, good time. I don't get to see the gang as much as I'd like to, but it's like we never left BU. We may be a little bit older, a little bit wiser, but we still party like we're 18. I'm always sad to leave -- it gets harder and harder each time as I know the months between each visit will grow as time goes by and we're all busy with our own lives. But, not all is lost as I also know that true friends can pick up right where they left off.

My Emo Entry of the Month

We've all been there.

Just when you think you know what you want and have everything figured out, you realize that perhaps, just maybe -- this is not how it's suppose to be. Doubt is a terrible, unsettling feeling. Probably one of the worst ones, right behind disappointment and heartache. How ironic that love almost always includes all three.

People tell me to have faith that things will ultimately work itself out in the end, but what if you lost it - faith - a long time ago?

Funny, how I hated physics in school -- but now nothing explains it better than Newton's Third Law of Motion:

"To every action, there is a reaction"

I've set off a chain reaction, and now that the wheels are in motion -- I don't think it'll ever stop.

Dat's Twin

 
So, it has been recently brought to my attention and might I add, sheer amusement, that my boyfriend shares an uncanny resemblence to a particular Korean singer/actor Kim Min Jong. What do you think?? c'mon, bone structure, the eyebrows.... Now is it another coincidence that Dat has secret aspirations to become the next singing sensation? Talk about mic hog! hehehe.

Ohhh, Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

 

Happy Birthday Lillian & Nina!! Double birthday weekend = Double the drunken debauchery. At least for me it was. I don't go out as much these days anymore, but when I do make an appearance, I definitely make up for being MIA. I almost lost my shoes, but Marie found them for me underneath the couch! (We all know what happens when I lose my shoes!) Woke up this morning feeling the damage from the night prior but I couldn't stifle a few chuckles looking through the camera at some of the pictures -- many of them I do not remember taking! It's amazing to see how rapidly my sobriety was diminishing by the minute (according to the timestamp on my new camera -- thanks baby!) as the pictures were getting uglier and uglier as the night progressed.

Back in college, after nights of heavy drinking, I use to wake up and run across the apartment into Sandra & Poonam's room so we could try and piece together what happened the night before. That was always fun. I swear our neighbors could probably hear us screaming "OMG!! I DID THAT?" every weekend. Aww, getting nostalgic now. 

testing...1...2...3...

after much thought, i've decided to make the switch to a new blogging outlet outside of the xanga and myspace community. one word. stalkers. too many random people who just aren't so random.

yes, i am aware that writing on such a public forum leaves me wide open for unwanted feedback and haters, but g'damnit -- can't a girl just vent sometimes w/o having people who barely know her or even just know OF her automatically judge? eh, whatever. why am i complaining? my business IS the internet. if you can't beat em, join em.

writing has always been therapeutic to me....so here's another attempt at keeping a chronicle of my thoughts for my friends and most importantly, me!

"There is a method to the madness!".....no, really. i promise there is!


ready, set, GO!