Look back and make sure no one follows you.

I danced with a sophomore last night. He was tall and adorable and he would get really hyped up when a hip-hop song came on. He was dorky, getting a little too excited at times. He was also willing to buy drinks. [He told me a name, thinking he was lying, I gave him my fake name: Maria Garcias (inside joke). It was such a blatant lie. Of course, later I found out the name he gave me was real.]

I don't like to flirt to get things. I don't like to flirt unless I'm truly interested in the guy because, out of respect, I feel that I shouldn't mislead someone to get something. But it was so tempting to get something for free, so I asked--after he offered--for a drink.

I felt like an asshole after he bought me a drink because why should guys always buy girls drinks? Is it because guys want to get laid or want to hook up? And if not, if the guy is just giving and nice, why should a girl take advantage of them? Why do we just use each other?

He offered to buy me another drink, but I declined. I felt that I've wronged. Lately, that's all I've been doing.

The more I read my past blog entries--dating all the way to Xangan days, the more I've matured.

However, the more I've matured, the more I hid my words, my emotions, who I am.

Dear God,

Please. I beg of you. No more frat boys.

Thank you.

Completely Out of Shape

Plank for 1 minute & 10 push ups = ache in stomach and arms.
I am utterly ashamed. =(

"And of the Witch? In the life of a Witch, there is no after, in the ever after of a Witch, there is no happily; in a story of a Witch, there is no afterword. Of that part that is beyond the life story, beyond the story of the life, there is--alas, or perhaps thank mercy--no telling. She was dead, dead and gone, and all that was left of her was the carapace of her reputation for malice."
Wicked by Gregory Maguire

Don't waste your time reading it. Just watch the broadway show...it was not at all what I was expecting.

If you have taken a wrong turn, do not turn back.

Explore it.

A vital aspect in life is good friends (the other is good wine).

December 2007


December 2009

Same old, same old. =)

Bitter? Me?

Lately, all the single folks have transformed into gleefully taken folks. I wonder if it has anything to do with Valentine's Day or if it's because spring is coming. Usually, I whine about being single--I did, I do--but, honestly, I feel no bitterness. Being infatuated or being in love are beautiful feelings. It means that someone else in the world, even for a moment, can make someone feel worthwhile.

Hopefully, through the myriad of budding seeds, there will be a few real ones. And though love can be dangerous and confusing, sincere love has the ability to save you from yourself.

Currently listening to: Sweetest Smile by Luce

Cause this heart
Could take you away
And this heart could
Take you away
And I wouldn't ever
Let you go

You've got the sweetest smile
It's the sweetest smile
And it's something
You can keep all of your life

This entry is cheesy, this song is cheesy...
...but oddly enlightening and filling.

On my trip to California

There is no heaven or earth, only the plane between them that mirror the microcosm of stars and lights (a computer chip of sorts).

I dreamt that an elderly figure was on the couch, and we started to worry about him since he woke up really agitated; we were scared he was going to have apoplexy. My aunt put a spell on him to put him to sleep. So I turned off the television with my wand. And then as I was hovering over the figure, trying to figure out which spell to use--I was inexperienced, my aunt came rapping in English and my cousin came rapping in Korean and Joann was suddenly sitting next to me laughing.