Sunday, May 16, 2010

Sungod

So last Friday I decided last minute and spontaneously joined my friends and go to Sungod at UCSD. I was able to use a friend's ID to get a ticket and saved myself $40. Sungod is an all day/night event where majority of the students basically gets drunk and/or high during the day and chill. Freakin felt like I was hot boxing in the outdoor tent. Ridiculous. -__- (Side note: I've never smoked pot and don't ever plan to). Not exactly my thing, but I decided to just go since it was my last year and what's a college experience without a Sungod one? Two words. Superrrrrrrrr fun. There were obstacle courses (where I think I got a bruise), a performance tent, a dance tent, bomb ass huge $8 italian sausages and performances by Michelle Branch, Thrice, B.O.B, Relient K and Drake. It was all pretty awesome and I got to spend a lot of time with friends. :)

This is Lily on her drunk ass trying to climb to the 2nd floor to find a bathroom because she really needed to pee. And this is me being a good friend just letting her and taking a picture because I knew she wouldn't get anywhere. Two girls working there shouted at her to get down. haha What a nub.

Going to get Mexican for lunch to coat the stomach for a little daytime drinking.
Awww, aren't we a cute bunch? :)

I'm really glad I decided to go to Sungod. it was super chill and I got to meet up with a lot of people that i've been wanting to see for awhile. All in all, a good weekend spent. But my body is superrrrrrrr sleep raped; I really need that day where I get to sleep in so much that you might confuse for me in a coma.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

And You Are......?

Recently a guy came into my work and asked "Is your name by chance, Tiffany?" I met him like 3 weeks ago and was surprised he remembered my name. I recognized him but I definitely didn't remember his name, not even the first letter. Strategically avoiding addressing him by name, I continued on with some small talk then made an excuse to leave rather than ask him for his name again because I felt too guilty. I came back home and mentioned to Lillian that I found it amazing when people are able to recall names so well. I met him once like 3 weeks ago and he remembered; I would never be able to do that. Sadly she didn't share my amazement and replied "He's good at remembering names and you're horrible at it." The glass shatters.

Damn, she's got me to a T on that one. I used to call one of my roommates old boyfriends Barnyard instead of Brienyard. Another time I asked my other roommate why her mom named her brother Abraham only to be answered that his name was Lincoln. In general, I forget a lot of names the moment I meet them. Sometimes when they introduce them to me, their names don't even reach my ears. It's like i'm just waiting for them to finish their introductions so I can introduce myself rather than hearing them say their names. Aren't introductions just to be polite? Just like some economic courses i've taken, you learn it to just learn it but in real life it's rarely applicable. Most of the time I doubt i'll ever have to use their names again so why even bother remembering it? And it goes both ways cause I don't expect them to remember mine-except sometimes I do see them again and they do remember my name, then a little FML kicks in.

Honestly though? The truth is subconsciously I probably just don't care enough to remember their names. In a way, I'm a bitch about it. Like the guy who came into my work? Although I did feel too bad to ask for his name again, I probably didn't ask because I didn't find it worth the effort since I figured I wouldn't see him again (Epic fail because he came in again the next day). I didn't see the significance in even trying to memorize it. He is one among thousands of people that lives will cross mine for a brief moment. What's the point in remembering all their names? But you know what? It's a biznatch move to make. Just how cocky/stuck up is it of me to think that someone isn't important enough to remember their name?

As part of me growing up and improving myself, i'm going to make some changes starting with this one. I am going to remember everyone's name I meet. So far i've been trying to really listen when they introduce themselves and repeat their names in my head. When I leave, I try to say "It was nice meeting you ______." I remember when I was a freshman in college and feeling special when people remembered my name, especially people older than me. I was just some little insignificant freshman but they knew my name. Even to this day, when people I don't expect to remember my name do, it's huge surprise to me. Remembering someone's name is a great quality to have. It shows care, it's warm and humbling in a way. It's more personal than an "ay girl" or "sup boy." It shows you care and the person is special enough for you to remember who they are. And everyone is special enough for me to remember their name. It's always nice to be remembered. :)

Side note: I like the way people find different ways to call my name or just the way they say my name. It's kind of sweet.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Haveeeee.........You Met Lily?

Lily is my room mate, it's 2AM and we're both online sitting in the room, her at her desk and me in bed and all of a sudden...

ch1ngalilly (2:00:20 AM): PEENUSSS
pinkxpandaz (2:00:27 AM): .....
ch1ngalilly (2:00:41 AM): like dis
pinkxpandaz (2:00:43 AM): reminds me of 100c when u drew penis all over my notes
ch1ngalilly (2:00:50 AM): 8=====D
pinkxpandaz (2:00:50 AM): im watching you
ch1ngalilly (2:00:53 AM): oops
ch1ngalilly (2:00:57 AM): that's not supposed to happen
pinkxpandaz (2:01:01 AM): and glaring
ch1ngalilly (2:01:05 AM): 8===== D
ch1ngalilly (2:01:07 AM): there we goes
ch1ngalilly (2:01:11 AM): depending on how deep you go
ch1ngalilly (2:01:15 AM): it could be this too
ch1ngalilly (2:01:19 AM): 8=D
ch1ngalilly (2:01:21 AM): oops
pinkxpandaz (2:01:22 AM): ...........
ch1ngalilly (2:01:25 AM): 8= D
ch1ngalilly (2:01:29 AM): deep throatin
ch1ngalilly (2:01:30 AM): woot
pinkxpandaz (2:01:30 AM): ..................


This is what I deal with on a daily basis. The weird part? I'm going to miss this when college ends.

P.S. You get two high fives and a booty bump if you understood my blog title reference.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Birthday Weekend

Thanks to everyone who spent time with me this 22nd birthday (including all those who skipped classes for me haha). It was a splendid 22nd and i'm thankful for you all! Anyways, i'm kind of lazy so here are some pictures to sum it up with some words.

One of the things I really wanted to do was go to the shooting range for my 22nd, kind of weird I know. I was super gung ho about it (harhar) though while Jess and Lily were super nervous. haha We had a lot of fun though.
This is Lily, Jess & I with our instructor Richard. haha He was like a cute grandpa. He scolded at me a bit for peeking and stuff but I know he liked me because i'd whine at his scolding and then he'd smile at me then tell me to go shoot another 5 rounds. haha Like how Lily is just chilling with that huge rifle? LOl
My roomies + honorary roomie surprised me by taking me to Geisha House in LA for dinner.
Then we went to Ecco (Eco-friendly) club where we met up with the guys and Gino hooked it up with bottle service and champagne. I got a free tote with a cute shirt but someone jacked it by the end of the night. :(
The next day I had a very yummy & cute dinner with Felicia, Emma, Joyce, Kat, Jess, Ji & Cedes at Zipangu. :) There's no group picture though. :( So here are pictures of my pretty friends.



Then we all ventured out to Opera in LA. Thanks everyone for coming out!


Had a lot of drinks that night.....haha it was nice because the bartender hooked it up with free grey goose shots. And at the end of the night, someone bought me a hot dog from the street and then I knocked out in the car. hahaha The next day I had to wake up early because I volunteered to do babysitting for my church and I actually did wake up. haha But I think I drank too much because I woke up a little buzzed. -______- But I sobered up so all is well! The babies were cute. :)

Anyways, to sum this post up I had a wonderful birthday filled with wonderful people. :)

Thursday, May 6, 2010

TWENTY TWOng

It's offical. The 22 has hit. Although technically i'm still 21 till night because I was born at night. haha My lame excuse to holding on to my youth. I will post a more reflective post late but I just wanted to say thanks for all the surprise drop ins, texts, calls, gifts and everything so far! :)

Thanks for Feesh, Kat, Jessica Tang, Joyce & Ji for stopping by my place and surprising me with goodies. I love and thankful for each one of you!

Thanks to these gal pals too. :) My roomies (+ honorary roomie, chocoloco) came back at midnight with a cheesy cow balloon (because they know I like lame things -___-) and a whole case of beer for me. The bottle kind too, not the can, cause we classy ladies. hahaha We just played a couple games of beer pong (i'm a little buzzed, lost one game sighs). haha Just 4 girls playing beer pong on a random night, fasho! Sadly, this is not our first time doing so. hahaha We honestly are not your typical girl apartment, but I love it that we're different.

Anyways, I probably won't be posting anything for the next couple of days cause i'll be out celebrating but I couldn't bear not posting anything for such a long while. hahah Kinda gay, I know. But yup! God's placed some pretty great people in my life. Thanks everyone for the love! :)

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Game Over Biznatch

Well i'm home in Norcal for the next couple of days, crackberry equipped. It's nice to see some Norcal faces and my fam and doggie. :) Anyways, I decided to get a tattoo.

Yea I am pretty bad ass. And this is me trying to look hard but looking like I ate something sour instead. Okay I gotta go beat up some middle schoolers now.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

The BBP Problem

Every girl deals with this in the past, present or future. It's called BBP, "Bad Boy Phase"

Why is it that every girl is attracted to the bad boy or the douche bag that they know isn't good for them? Some girls may be attracted to the bad boy because they want to be a "bad girl" but in most cases, it is because they want to change them. The paradox here is the girl is attracted to this bad boy because he isn't the goody two shoes, nice boy but they also want to be the girl who changes him to be that. We want to be that girl. The girl who he sets down his wayward ways for. The girl he changes for. The girl who turns him "good." If you're a girl, you know what i'm talking about to some degree. Maybe we enjoy the challenge. Maybe in some way, we enjoy the thrill of this chase. This is just parallel to how guys want to be the knight in shining armor, the knight who saves the damsel in distress. The hero of the story.

I will be the first to admit that yes, I used to be attracted to the "bad boy" who wasn't good for me. Throughout my high school years, those were the type of guys I liked. C, who was a year older than me and hung out with the "popular, cool guys." He had experience with alcohol, etc, etc since middle school and knew a lot more than me. He would text in the day, call at night and occasionally visit me and walk my dog with me. Or A, who smoked pot every lunch and skipped our 5th period class because of that. He somehow ended up dealing a bit to his friends because he had access to it. Sometimes I'd try and make sure he was on track with school to make sure his grades were decent. We would talk just about every day and a lot of our talks went into the night via phone or AIM. In general, I was never really the one to call, text or AIM first. Since early on, I was never too good at that with all my friends (but i'm much better now!). But I always responded positively because I always believed that both of these guys had a good heart and were good people, and they were. They just lived a different lifestyle that I didn't hold but held a curiosity to. They were good guys and I just wanted to bring it out more. I was a naive, optimistic, Christian girl so it was in my nature to want to influence them to be a better guy. It was also those same reasons I believed which is why they liked talking and being around me because my naiveness, optimism & silly ways were a breath of fresh air and I cared. Yet it was also because I was a naive, optimistic, Christian girl that I still held down my fundamental values, that we never became anything more than friends. Because when it came down to it, I would only date Christians. And the nice boys who liked me, I just saw them as friends.

And then came my freshman year in college where I met M, who was a little bit of both. A Christian boy, emphasis on boy. But that's another story.

In the end, despite that part in us as girls to want to help change these "bad boys," its not our place. We can love, care, influence and hope but it is ultimately up to God and them how their lives play out. Remember the second guy I mentioned, A? He's a really good guy and recently told me he's been thinking about checking out the churches around Irvine and that he might call me up to go with me one of these Sundays. And then he went to Vegas that weekend. One step at a time. haha Not that there's anything wrong with Vegas, haha it's all up to what you do in Vegas really.

These days i've been very inspired by the book "Blue Like Jazz." It's given me a lot to think about and re question myself. I want to bring the best out in people. I want to tap into my full potential. I want to and am capable of being so much more. And there's so much I want to learn about, such as true unconditional love for everyone and the limitations as humans we have. I need some intellectual stimulation. I need someone to ask the hard questions. If anyones down for a good conversation, let's grab some coffee. Someone rock my world please, intellectually speaking. hahaha