Tuesday, March 31

messed up head. messed up friend.



recently, i've been randomly thinking about one of my girlfriends gettin some ass. if you know what i mean. anyway, usually when edwin and i chat about this kinda stuff, we'll think such things as...
"oh great! she's gettin some!"
"i can sorta imagine it... that's sorta hott."
"yay! wow. exciting. cool."
etc.
this won't make sense, but i don't care because i'm obviously NOT studying. so anyway, i've been thinking about what it'd be like if one of my girlfriends was doing the... you know, whatever, nasty nasty, sexy time, let's-get-crunk-and-straight-to-the-point-fuck type of thing, and i get SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GROSSED OUT. i don't even know WHY i'd think about it but the thought of it is killing me, but it's only when it comes to HER! why am i even thinking about it? i don't know. i want to die i'm so grosed out.

am I a messed up friend?

m0nk3yg0lf3r: u are one of a kind jess

glitter.

and cali lovin.

why is it that when i have so much homework and studying to do, i have so much other stuff to do like... catch up on tv shows? ha.

sometimes, when i'm really hungry, i'll go to a food website (for example, peep www.themilkshop.com), stare at the pics, die, drool, click out, and feel full.

jk about the last part. my life.

i have to get my shit done...




new gisele shoot. take me away to nyc right now. and make me look like this, right now.


one of my fave pics of all time. i'm pretty sure i've posted it here before...



i have to make my rose flower headbands soon!!!

and have to make a SHOUTOUT to one of my best friends J A I M I E P A R K for loving my blog.
love my blog? then TELL ME so i don't think you're a creeper for secretly checking it every now and then. i know people do. i'm cocky, okay.

Monday, March 30

karla's amazing.



one of my fave karla outfits. girl's in paris... lucky.
www.karlascloset.com

fuck content; more people need to blog.



i finally watched i love you man and i slept through 20 minutes of it because i was so tired, but it was a good movie. before i watched it, girls warned me that the humor was going to be too "guy-ish" but it was perfect for me.

i went to the row last night (registered parties...) and realized why i hate frat parties and haven't gone out to them since sophomore year.

supposedly there was a hit and run on jefferson and hoover at around 3 AM. a usc girl with no ID was found dead and another student was critically injured. i was d-driving (...) around this area at this time.

not eating is surprisingly not hard to do. i need to do it more efficiently though. i want to start a fashion blog.

for the spring, i want acid-wash jeans, white jeans, rolled-up khaki shorts, light blue (denim!?) pieces, nude shoes, sexy rompers, ETC.




i don't know why we drink.

i want to take professor glass' nuclear proliferation class next semester but it clashes with advanced chinese I. the dreaded chinese... yes, i'm going back to it, to fulfill my major requirements. ni hao is all i remember.

i love san francisco and want to go back asap. i especially loved that chic little bar in union square called otis.

i love keeping up with my kpop culture.

i can't wait to go to korea this summer.

i'm thinking of trying out for the CIA after i graduate.

i want one last tatt and i've been thinking about it for a while.

i really don't like sundays, and i wish the weather was nicer and warmer today so that i could go to malibu.

i'm starting to like twitter a lot.


and i'm addicted to one song right now...

Girl I'm in love with you baby
And I want you to know
That I'm hooked on your body
And I'm tryin to be yours


and i'll leave with this one thought: WHY DO WE ALWAYS WANT WHAT WE CAN'T HAVE!?



Thursday, March 19

i wish.



i wish i could wake up and feel that my skinniest skinny jeans are too loose on me.