I'm Over It

    Seriously, I am. I just don't want to bother judging others anymore. I'm too tired of them. 

Silhouette Masterpiece Theatre

By Wilhelm Staehle

Make Me a Supermodel / Season 2

    It's going to start next week without me watching it directly from the TV; my uncle doesn't have cable!!! Depressed? Of course I am. I've been waiting for the season to start and now, I have to watch it online and that means I can't vote!!! (oh well, I lost my cell phone anyway) Man, now I just keep praying that someone will post the season (every single episode) on youtube so that I can meet my desire. As I'm writing this, I feel so depressed. Why does life have to treat me like that?

    No matter what, I'm still going to support the show more than ANTM although they premiere on the same day. I think MMASM is more sophisticated and fashion oriented. I can't really say I'm rooting for anyone because I didn't see their walks and their portfolios yet but Branden & Salome seem cool. 

    Man, life is harsh without MMASM.

Phoebe in Wonderland

This is "Phoebe in Wonderland" to be released on March 6, 2009 in selected theaters, starring Elle Fanning. Elle is Dakota Fanning's sister and was remarkably cute in "A Curious Case of Benjamin Button" as little Daisy.

Dazed & Confused

Models | Pixie Geldof, Daisy Low, Luke Worrall & Cole Mohr 

Native Americans

    I recently just saw a video on the Academy Awards back in 1973. When Marlon Brandon was announced the winner of Best Actor for "The Godfather," Sacheen Littlefeather came up instead and refused the Oscar on behalf of the actor. She gave a summary of her speech about the way people treated American Indians. 

    I thought that was more than inspiring.  Something in her eyes, her shaky voice and her attitude make me awe. I think it was powerful, just like how Martin Luther King Jr. represented himself and his people peacefully. I thought she was courageous and Marlon Brandon was a good man (although I never heard of his name before). I can't post the video on my blog due to copyright; therefore if you want to watch it, search for it on youtube. This might be old news to you but to me, it contributes a lot to my love for Native Americans.

The Foreign Idea

    My love for foreign movies, fashion and music is endless. And recently, I just discovered my love for foreign exchange students. They talk with an accent and they act in a cute way, which blow my mind.

    I think foreign things (and also the people) are more sophisticated and more out of the box, instead of just having cliche ideas (like some American things). 

    So, I need to write this down in case I forget. The yearbook ad is having some leftover space and this is what I think. Why not waste my money on those people? I know it'll be worth it because I'll make some new friends (new and cool!). What do I have to lose besides money? I'm gonna do it, for sure.

The Picnic

    I went to a picnic today. Well, not quite because it was raining so we had that so-called picnic in Liz's house. It was so fun because we kept mocking each other of random things. We also talked about college (yeah, it was an Asian picnic) and life. I asked Kitty if I should ask Austin for his jacket tomorrow but she told me not to do that. So I won't, it's kinda risky too. 

    I went home to see that my uncle has a party today. That bothers me since his friends were so loud. They still are. Again, I can't wait to get out of this house.

    "Don't stare at it just because it said 'concentrate,'" said Nicole when she saw me looking at the juice bottle.

    "I feel like a blonde now and I'm not even the white one," I finished.

Confessions of a Shopaholic-22% by Rotten Tomatoes. So What?

    Yes, I am partly talking about the new movie "Confessions of a Shopaholic." Well, at first, I thought the title was so ignorant and the movie was going to be another cliche. But no, it was a new kind of cliche; I enjoyed the movie as much as I enjoy shopping. It's actually the first movie in a long time that put me to laugh like a crazy kid. I really think you should see it if you're a real shopper and you can't control yourself from shopping at famous brands. 

    Talk about shopping, I went shopping yesterday in San Francisco and basically shopped until I dropped. But it was worth it; I found all the stuff that I wanted.

Mexico-Culture, Dream & Sex

    On the second to last day, which is Wednesday, we got to Ensenada-one of the "states" in Mexico. We visited the blowhole, which basically is a narrow gap between the mountain and the sea. Every once in a while, the water from the gap erupts because of the water pressure I assume. I was surprised to see so many street vendeurs trying to sell us random stuff. 

    Mexicans seem to love the private school style, which girls wear plaid skirt with tie and boys wear plaid pants with buttoned down shirt. A uniform kind of thing. They also love to draw and write about their dreams (I bought this painting called "Parting," which was inspired from a dream also). And last but not least, they seem to love Viagra because wherever I went, I see the big banner with the enormous "VIAGRA!" for like a hundred times. Maybe it's just Ensenada but that was my first experience with Mexico. Viagra...

Catalina-A Strange Island

    The first destination of the cruise was Saint Catalina, an island belonged to LA County. Yes, the people there speaks English pretty well, but with a cute accent. However, it wasn't a normal tourist spot. It had many strange things: gas stations providing water to the locals, a bird park without birds, a casino without anyone gambling and stuff you can get from the pictures above. We got a bus tour with a guy named Richard. He was funny but he irritated me by answering my questions carelessly (like when I asked for his picture, he was like "yeah, whatever." So I deleted his picture afterward). I think I will definitely come back there because of the pure air, the relaxing atmosphere, the natural environment and the cool buffalos (although we didn't see any).

The Cruise

    Well, I took a week off to go on a cruise with my family. It was incredibly nice because I experienced many good things: finding new songs with cool music videos on the cruise channels, being surrounded by pretty people, getting good room service with towel-animals every night, dining in an etiquette way with nice people, watching the stars all night on the deck and etc. But the thing I enjoyed the most was that I was able to go away from San Jose. One good trip, one good trip.

"Free Hugs"

    I haven't been updating my blog for like a week because I was too busy with school. Same old thing. Today is Valentine's day and that means another lonely year but I was glad to come with my parents to Valley Fair. I found the perfect blazer for me, along with a cool belt. After going to Club Monaco, we walked by the food court when I saw a guy with the sign "Free Hugs." He smiled at me and spread wide his arms, nodding toward my direction. I thought that he was smiling at someone behind me but no, it was me. So I came up and hugged him. Man, he was so tall and big (I wish I was that tall). However, I felt happy afterward. I thought that was a really smart thing to do since he could get many (I mean many) hugs and make people who are singles to feel better. Definitely, it was nice to hug someone in a while, even if it's a stranger.

Prada

Models | Louis & Claude Simonon

    This is the SS09 ad campaign for Prada. Old news. However, I really (and I mean really) like this image in a particular reason: my style is very similar to what the guys are wearing. People know me for wearing high socks and Prada is doing high socks. Best thing yet.

Coincidence

    When I went to the mall to see Coraline and Push today, I met Rashida-one of my old friends. I haven't seen her in a while and she still looks fabulous! I also met Lucy, Elizabeth and Lyndsey. I thought it was a really good Saturday to meet all of my friends at once in the mall. The world is round and small, and all you need to do is finding some friends.

Lacoste

Spring Summer 2009

To Be or Not To Be

    Sometimes, I think I'm too nice and I let people take advantage of that too often. They think they can do whatever they want to me; well, I don't really mind but really, that's quite annoying. Why can't we just live happily together and not messing up with each other intentionally or even accidently? 

    Well, my mom came back today and she looks well. Conversations after conversations with her siblings. Nice. But is she ready for the surprise tomorrow? I don't know yet. Only time can tell. Why can't people just have manners and not make others worry? I just don't get it. I'm ready to leave this place. 

    The thing that really entertained me, and probably made my day was Jessica's quote about my French onion soup. She hated it because it was from a can and it wasn't that good (and she hates onions in general). She liked the one I made however (thank you). So she said, "I don't really like French onion, but if you take out the onion, I'll like the French." I thought this was kinda cute, yet clever and funny. Ah, she just has so many good quotes. I hate her. Peace out Jessica. I'll buy you a big souvenir from New York!

"You're a New Yorker, Nhat,"

Said Helen, complementing on my style. "Well Helen, you look like you don't belong to America," I said, meaning that her style is really European. She misunderstood me and laughed at me mockingly. Well, it was kinda stupid but funny.

    It was a good day actually. I woke up at 2am to do my homework, and I have been staying awaked until I-do-not-know-when. However, I was not tired; I only had to try my hardest to stay awake during Government. After school, I went to yearbook. The sport spreads in the yearbook made my day with their brilliant colors. It's going well, really well. I guess that love/hate relationship does have a balance.

    I'm eating McDonald's right now. Quite Gross. I'm also thinking of many questions that I have about life, especially why people don't clean up their own mess? I just don't get it.

    Last but not least, I just found out right now, 8:25pm, that life sucks.

Pepe Jeans Denim

Model | Sean O'Pry

"That's Extreme!"

    When was the last time that you used duct tape? I just found out about its usefulness last night. 

    I usually tuck my pants' sleeves (I don't know what do you call them) in high socks because I think it's a cool style (like when you play polo). But due to the weight of the pants, the socks keep falling down and I got really tired of that; so when I saw the duct tape, an idea popped in my mind. In the morning, after taking a bath and putting on the white pants, I rolled the sleeves up and carefully put 2 rounds of duct tape. Half of the length on the pants, and half on my leg. To cover it up, I just simply put the socks over the duck tape. It worked REALLY well, I was amazed. I came home and decided to take those tapes off. MAN!!! The tapes hurt my leg badly and you probably know the cause. I told Natalie and she shouted, "That's extreme! Oh my God! This is the extreme 'suffer for fashion!'" I know, I was stupid but hey, I thought I looked good for the whole day. I'm going to use duct tape more often in the future, believe or not.

Les crepes

    At about 6pm, while I was watching Cash Cab, Roxane told me that she was bored. I was thinking of random things, then ended up with baking. But since I'm in an Asian family, my fridge didn't have any butter. We decided to make crepes. They were like heaven and we saved most of them for breakfast. Homemade crepes are never bad, really.

Dreams, Marvelous Dreams

    Everyone dreams, but not everyone believes in them. And I'm talking about the images that you see when you close your eyes to sleep at night. 

    About a year ago, I dreamt about me being hugged by a person, who was very familiar. That person apologized to me for no reason. When I woke up, I tried to figure out who that person was but I failed, although the feel was very familiar. And so, I forgot about that dream. Until last night.

    I dreamt of me being kissed by a person, the person who appeared in my dream a year ago. I knew right away it was the same one, but I still couldn't figure out when I woke up. It was so familiar that it bothers me for the whole day. The kiss, the lips and the image. 

    I'm single, of course. But I believe in dreams and I think one day I will find that person, the one who leaves me puzzled whenever I dream about.