Month: April 2013

  • Reliving My Prom

    NYU Senior Formals.

  • You Know What’s Annoying

    When a guy friend only talks to you only to tell you to hook him up with your girlfriend.  I mean, like I’m all for people getting together and being happy and coupley and stuff, but what do you expect me to do?  Literally this guy only hits me up to talk about said girl, and 1. I’m not even that close with her, 2. she’s a minor, 3. I GOT A LIFE MAN.  

    Like what am I supposed to do?  ”Hey girlll, my friend thinks you’re cute, you should totally date him.”  When did that ever work?  I used to sometimes say, “Hey you would like my guy friend, because this and this and this and this.”  But you know, those NEVER went any where.  
    Anyway, end rant.  Also I’m moving to a new apartment soon, and I’ve been cleaning out my apartment slowly.  I found some of my ex’s stuff, you know the one that called me a cunt.  Suggestions on what I should do with it?

  • On Generosity

    Other than the weather and the beautiful palm trees (which I’m obsessed with by the way), I noticed another stark contrast between LA and NYC.  Stereotypically, New Yorkers are less cordial to each other than people elsewhere, and it’s true.  In LA, I had an extremely friendly and genuine conversation with my cashier at Target, while in New York, I can barley expect the cashiers to read the total at my Kmart.  

    Most notable was how people in LA treated beggars and homeless people.  On several occasions, I saw people giving bills to homeless people.  I was once stopped at a light, and the man in the car next to me whistled over the homeless woman passing by and gave her a five dollar bill.  I saw similar events like this about three or four times more during my stay.  In New York, all I see (and hear) are coins being dropped into a homeless man’s cup.  I’ve even seen a man tell a pandhandler on the subway, “Sorry, I only have large bills.”  After seeing what I saw in LA, I thought about why is there such a difference between LA and NYC?  Is it because we’re bombarded by homeless people several times a day?  Is it because we don’t trust where the money is going?  
    It’s probably a combination of things.  I think mostly people choose not to donate money because they’re worried that the money isn’t going to the right place.  Beggars in New York literally will turn away food if given to them sometimes.  A lot of them just want cash.  One man told me, “I want to buy my own food.  I don’t want yours.”  Another told me, “I don’t want to carry food because then no one will donate if they see me holding food.”  It’s so frustrating that they have this supposed dignity when they’re already begging on the street.  No one wants to donate when they think their money will be ill-used.  I understand not all homeless people are crackheads, but there is no real way to distinguish between the two.  
    Sometimes I even wonder if the pandhandlers (especially the ones on the subway) are truly financially strained.  There is specifically this one man who I encounter on the 4/5/6 train (I think he’s also branched to other lines now too) at least once a month.  Every time I see him, he’s actually well groomed.  He gives the same old speech every time, but every time I see him, he’s has a brand new pair of shoes, a nice new leather jacket, etc.  Does he really make that much money begging to afford these luxuries or are there just really really generous people?  I can’t believe that he has gotten that many donations from people consider I see barefoot individuals climbing into the trashcans, trying to hustle their way to the recycling plant.  
    The main reason I choose not to donate is the fact that in New York, we’re all a part of this struggle, some will make it, some won’t.  I get that it sounds harsh, but honestly, New York can be the land of opportunity or it can be an island that eats you alive.  My best girlfriend here lives on welfare, won a full-ride scholarship through volunteering to NYU, and now rolls deep as a successful woman on Wall St.  New York is a place where you have to prove your worth otherwise you’re not going to make it.
    And now here’s an unrelated picture of me:

  • LA = Lots of Food

    I just returned from my trip to Los Angeles.  I drove around the LA area, having cheap AYCE KBBQ, In-n-Out, pho, sight-seeing, going to Disney, etc etc.  It was really fun, and I’ll definitely miss all those gorgeous palm trees.
    But honestly, nothing beats the city.

  • 25 Things… I guess

    I haven’t written in a while, and I came across a new fad.  25 things that turns me on about guys.  Sounds like an easy enough post.  As you can tell, I’ve been super lazy. 

    Maybe I’ll write an update at the bottom of this list. 
    1. Broad shoulders.  Oh my god, broad shoulders.
    2. Well-fit, dark-wash jeans.
    3. Small eyes.  For some reason I find them really charismatic. 
    4. Good memory.
    5. A strong grip.
    6. Ability to clean, because everyone knows I cannot.
    7. Ughhh shoulders~~~.
    Okay this was harder than I thought.  I guess I don’t know what I like.  I like my boyfriend?  Except he has huge eyes.  I don’t even know, forget I even tried. 
    I just came back from Miami and Cancun, and lemme tell you, I am darker than I have ever been in my life.  Every exposed part of my skin was burnt, including my scalp.  I used sunscreen too!  A whole freaking bottle.  = =”  Please refer to the following pictures for more information:

    Before I got so dark.  T_T

    Sunrise on my balcony at my resort. 


    Got to see one of the Seven Wonders of the World during the equinox!  (Apparently it’s prime time during equinox.)

    Will be in LA soon!