Monday, December 27, 2010

2010 in retrospect

It feels like such a loooong time ago that I just started this blog, yet at the same time it feels like yesterday. How cliche of me to say eh?
A lot of things have come and gone this year, but for those who have stayed - I am eternally grateful.
I think of all things, I've learned about myself more than I have this year than in any year past. This has been one amazing journey and although I'm apprehensive about my next one, I say this to 2011

i was born ready

Together As One w/ Tony, James & at that time not quite yet Mr. Susyness
goodbye 2009, hello 2010
Together As One w/ Tina, a toast to a decade of friendship and to the next decades...
my buddy Jeff had to escort me all over New Jersey and New York and not to mention put up with me for a whole 18 hours before I could jump out from behind a newsstand and surprise Ej.
 journeyed to New York to surprise my friend Ej.. I always miss her

finally being in New York w/ my partner in crime, Melissa. she'd tell me stories about when she lived in New York and I always wanted to go so bad. we talked about being there together - we made it happen
having girls night out - never really did these before!
 Melissa helped me make a diaper cake... for the very 1st time..
Jocelyn & Thomas' baby shower
1st blog meetup ever and they're all bay area ladies!
Ronnie, myself, Caroline (who is now a Socal lady), Ping, Sophia, Serena
 shortly after the baby shower, my little niece Hannah came a tad early.
i did a whole lotta "dance like nobody's watching" business
so grateful I finally met Angelique <3
our London boys in Vegas for Amar's stag party! We also met Wayne Rooney and Mel ended up in a British tabloid magazine in a shot next to Rooney lol!! Congrats again Amar!
xtinaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! aaaaaaangeliqqqueeeeee!!!
my beautiful SoCal ladies: Xtina, Giang, Angelique, Tiff
an awesome 28th of August
love you bro.
Mr. Susyness was pretty trashed on his birthday, and it was the time i've seen him that drunk.
my dancing shoes got quite a work out this year.
There was London...
[above image courtesy of]
then my San Francisco Giants won the World Series!!!!!
Rafael, Brenda, Melissa and I watched the win all the way from Amsterdam...
Believe me, we didn't stop celebrating until about 6:30am.
 No matter where I am - BLACK & ORANGE FOR LIFE!!!
so proud that I almost started crying!
ran through the streets of the red light district of Amsterdam with other San Franciscans celebrating the win! what an incredible experience!
then we had Paris xoxo
i turned 26!
freakin Jeff finally came back to California for a visit. I had to swoop that mofo up from the airport and put up with him on a roadtrip to Los Angeles! I guess it was payback for Jersey for New York huh? Jk betch, you know I heart ya.

A lot of traveling happened this year without me even realizing it. New York, Vegas (multiple times), Los Angeles (year round, non-stop sometimes every other weekend), London, Paris, Barcelona... I can only dream of 2011. 

Bring it.


Thursday, December 9, 2010

Dear Mom,

I forgot about how we used to get along.

Monday, June 16, 2003

because every confused teenager undergoing the great journey to adult-hood, should have a hero...
Too alarming now to talk about
Take your pictures down and shake it out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
Don't the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Truth or consequence, say it aloud
Use that evidence, race it around
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
Kudos my hero, leaving all the best
You know my hero, the one that's on
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
My Hero - Foo Fighters
The sunlight is exceptionally bright in my room today. My windows are naked, exposed, allowing the unknown abyss that is my neighboors, to peer into my world. Why? My mother carefully took down my curtains, and washed them yesterday.
Basking in the afterglow of my "Foo Fighters are gods, I heard Everlong live, I have finally reached nirvana, I can die happy" from BFD, I laid there, sprawled on my almost-too-small-for-me twin sized bed with my not-tanned-enough legs dangling over the edge. I hugged my beloved black, star shaped Hollywood pillow, and turned over. " have a fat ass!" I laughed. She took down the sheer white fabric, gently placed it on the shrimp carpetting, and slowly made a 180. "Yea? You are the fatass!" she retorted in her broken English. She smiled. And as we jokingly called each other names, I couldn't help but notice the sunlight that poured through my window due to the absence of my curtains, outlining my mother's body with an angelic glow. The contrast of lighting made her appear to be a goddess. Then, almost all too quickly, she right back around. And just like that, the moment had passed. I laid on my back, staring at the ceiling. "Mommy's got a fatass, mommy's got a fatass" I said in a sing song voice. Nothing. I flipped over again, and her "fatass" was in my face.
At times, I am known to be spontaneous. My best friend thinks I have a minor case or form of turrets. Suddenly, my mother's rear end appeared gargantuan, larger than life; and without thinking, I clutched my pillow and whacked her with all my might on rear end. "haha fatass!" I shouted as I exploded into fits of uncontrolled laughter. She jumped. "You scared me! I didn't know you were watching me take down the curtains!" She grinned. Maybe some people don't think so, but right then and there, the moment you grinned at me, I saw myself in your eyes. I marvelled at you in a wonderous awe, as if I was seeing you for the very first time, innocently, almost infant-like. Why, I know not, but I think at that moment, I became ghastly pale. My own voice in my head said "I look just like you mom" but I could almost swear it was aloud in a faint whisper. "What's wrong fatass? huh? Hey! What's the matter with you? Why are you looking at me like that?" Once again, the moment had passed. I whacked her rear end again. "Mommy has a fatass! Mommy has a fatass!" The laughter that filled my room for the next 10 minutes was surreal, almost like a once in a lifetime experience. Never to be forgotten, never to reoccur. "I don't have a fatass, you have the fat ass! And you have a big chest! haha!" We kept going at it. "Not uh mom, I got it all from you, fatass!!"
Yea, there goes my hero.
There goes my hero.
Watch her as she goes.
There goes my hero, she's ordinary.

Monday, December 6, 2010

update in photos [long post]

All the Europe photos below are from Melissa's camera. Check her out: here
our 1st meal in Amsterdam @ an Argentinian steakhouse
 Vlaamse Frites? Yes please.
 We met 2 Mexican guys from the Bay Area who had no idea that the San Francisco Giants won the World Series.. Met up with them later on in the night, followed them to a bar...Met a black guy dressed as a cowboy from New Jersey who moved to Oakland (Bay Area!!) who then moved to Amsterdam and sings in a cover band called Curtis Green.The rest is history. haaaai!! #truestory
at the Heineken Experience
en route to Paris via train
 the trains are fairly decent.
 our hotel had the smallest elevator ever, no joke.
 there was even a sign that said it could only fit 2 people max!
 we're skinny folk so we crammed all 4 of ourselves in there
 Gibus Club in Paris for Rafael's birthday
 with my partner in crime
 Travis McCoy showed up at our VIP area and got a little friendly with Raf's girlfriend Brenda
 woops, I covered his Katy Perry look-a-like girlfriend.
dinner on top of the Eiffel Tower
 waiting for the elevator to take us back down the Eiffel Tower
Melissa @ Notre Dame
 rode a Vespa to see the city
 the Eiffel Tower looks much better under a bright blue sky. so gorgeous and unreal
 later on, the sky decided it was PMSing and cried while we were at the Arc de Triomphe
 Chateau de Versailles
 we got yelled at for this photo. Melissa laying on the ground of the Murakami exhibit
 Murakami exhibit at Chateau de Versailles
 on a hop on/off tour bus w/ the best roomies ever, Liz & Kat
 Barceloneta Beach
 surprise Mel! hahahah
 I was loving this sky
 so unreal, no?

 eating fresh coconut on the beach

 eating at Xup Xup on Barceloneta Beach. eating outdoors is legit, but eating oceanside is baller
 "the beauty is in your head"
 Casa Batlló s a building restored by Antoni Gaudí and Josep Maria Jujol, built in the year 1877 and remodelled in the years 1904–1906; located at 43, Passeig de Gràcia. The local name for the building is Casa dels ossos (House of Bones), and indeed it does have a visceral, skeletal organic quality. It was originally designed for a middle-class family and situated in a prosperous district of Barcelona.
 @  Casa Batlló
 @ Monserrat. Mountain top monastery!
buenos noches Spain!

... and more recently...
with my cousins, Heidi & Lianne at our cousin Perry's wedding. Welcome to the family Amanda!
okay, this photo is from back in September BEFORE Europe but Perry finally uploaded them the other night.
yes, I cut my hair. bangs + layers.
 Thanksgiving dinner at my aunt's house. My feet were cold and I used Marty (Lianne's dog) as my footwarmer.
 Thanks Marty, I promise not to eat you.
with a bunch of my nieces and my cousin Jay. we have the same haircut!!! 
 ...Happy Birthday Melissa y Laurita...
 crowning Melissa
 the birthday girls, Melissa and Laura <33333
 dinner at E Tutto Qua (my favorite Italian restaurant in San Francisco btw)
 Melissa and her bff Cecy whom is also Laura's sister
 Melissa and her mini hers.. jk! Those are her younger sisters <3
me & the birthday girls!

 @ the bcocky launch event!
 double fist pumping ROOAAARRR! at the Harry Denton Starlight Room.
busted out the FAUX FUR
 with the fierce Nymphette of bcocky!
I purchased a pair of gorgeous earrings but unfortunately, I haven't taken a photo yet (lack of a camera)

Well, that's been my life so far. If you find this interesting, good for you. If not, then too bad.