TOMORROW.

GREY’S ANATOMY PREMIERE.

YES.

can you hear me now?

Yes I can but I’ll pretend I don’t.

Seriously, whaaa?  I have the best friends I swear. Love them much but sometimes they just tick you off. But then again, it’s kind of like “taste of your own medicine” right? Considering how shitty my phone etiquette is. Telling people and then never calling them, I mean. My voicemail probably starts sounding like a lie the 3^rd time through because it says I’ll call them back ASAP when my as soon as possible is two days later. But the person didn’t leave a voicemail! I don’t get annoyed when people don’t call me back. At least I leave an urgent message or something if I really needed them. Or called them 10 times in a row like a certain person did to me.

Anyways, yes. Phone calling is tricky for me even when it shouldn’t be.  JUST PICK UP THE PHONE HAO. That’s all I need to do.  How easy.

We went car hunting today ALL DAY. It was probably the most exasperating tiring annoying stressful thing I have done yet so far. AND IT WASN’T A CAR FOR ME EITHER. My parents wanted to take advantage of the Cash for Clunkers program thingy that is ending this Monday. WAY TO PROVE THAT MY PARENTS ARE FLAKY PROCRASTINATORS. We wanted to trade in our Quest [which has a value of basically…2K] because then it’d be a good deal since we could trade it in with a value of $4,500. And as expected, a lot of the dealers don’t even do the program anymore because they’re backlogged with paperwork for it. So my parents wanted somewhat of a nice car like that Lexus humpback one…I don’t know what model it is but it’s the SUV one. But they don’t have the moola for it. So of course being the Asians we are, we go for the knockoffs! Toyota Venza was number once, followed by the Nissan Murano, and then the Toyota RAV4. But really, we wanted the Venza. So after calling many many many many many…many places, we found the Toyota in AUBURN still does the program and that they still had Venzas. A lot of Venzas. I think we saw 6 on their lot? Well, typical Mom and Dad. We weren’t able to GET ONE. Mom doesn’t like the color of the cheapest one and the others were too expensive and Dad wants GPS when I think navigation is a total joke because it adds approx. 2K to the price of the vehicle but you buy it as an attachment at stores for…most expensive, $500? RIDICULOUS. Anyways, we ended up driving ALL THE WAY TO BELLEVUE for the stupid Nissan dealer there only to find they sold their last okay-priced Murano [35K] and only had their upper-packed Murano’s left [41K]. Okay, too much. Bye bye dealership. No we don’t want to leave our name but we’ll take your sales card just to be nice.

Car salesman: What color do YOU want?

Me: I don’t care really.

Car salesman:  WOW. A female that doesn’t have a particular color choice? Amazing.

I DON’T CARE. I mean, if they were the same price and the only thing that separated them were the color, than it would boil down to color preference. But I’d really just want a good car, good price, looks decent. But then again, I wouldn’t want a color like pastel purple right? *shrugs. I’m quite happy with my Maxima.

So then we went to a family friend’s dinner thing where my dad drank and my talked about having kids with all the other moms and I was shoved in the corner with little kids that I didn’t want to play with. And so I called up my friends to talk and was rejected numerous times. One rejection. One hang up. One busy.

THANK GOD FOR KENNETH CORDOBA. [:

Thanks for the bags of YUMMMMMMY cookies from Guam and the Gelly Roll pens {MY FAVORITE!] even if they WERE just in black. =D And for keeping me from sliding into a depression-like state of lack of friends while keeping me in touch with my reality of non-popularity at the same time. It’s a fine line to keep, but somehow you did it. Haha. And it’s always nice to talk about relationships and differences and similiarities and life and school and us and whatnot. ^^ Thankszzzz buddy.

And then I GOT TO DRIVE MY PARENTS HOME. Only because my dad was a bit drunk of course. But I drove nonetheless. I was a bit shocked because it was pitch black but hey, who cares.

My dad drove out of the driveway and then he turned to me and said “You wanna drive home?”

*insert joyous woop here.*

JK. I played it cool of course. “Okay.”

They were mightily impressed with my driving home and I even parked okay in my hella tight driveway! My dad was like “what’d you do in Iowa. Drive and sleep?” haha. Now he’s going to teach me how to park on hills [it is SEATTLE afterall.] and parallel park [WHICH I DREAD.]

So yes, it was an okay night. I was hoping to volunteer at Night Market but I don’t mind now. [:

We were meant to go camping but we ended up not going because one of the people who was going with us accidentally chainsawed his leg because he was chopping trees. Same guy that ended up throwing the dinner party. Haha. He showed me leg and I was like “COOL.” And he laughed.

I mean, dude. It was a CHAINSAW.

Crazy.

the skinny on skinny jeans.

i have a milestone to proclaim!

i know i’m really skinny with literally no curves so i’ve been avoiding the latest fashion trnd and hiding under my covers. that is, i’m talking about the skinny jeans. i know people say that “oh, skinny jeans are the best for people who don’t have fat thighs and are slim” but you know what? i’m too skinny for skinny jeans. when i wear them, i feel skinnier just because they clamp onto my stick calves and acentuate the fact that i absolutely have no jiggle fat. it’s kind of sad. whenever i flip through the racks at stores now, they’re 90% jeans that start big at the top and go small at the bottom. like an inverted triangle. and then what the heck is this “EXTREME SKINNY” jeans. i mean, i absolutely ENVY girls that look fabulous in those. which is pretty much 87% of the asian girls at my school. i much perfer to toss on my sweatshirt and jeans-that-still-fit-me-from-seventh-grade and hide in the corner because they’re so pretty. i still don’t understand what Shawn sees in me anyways.

anyways, skinny jeans are skinny-enhancing. hence this is why i have not worn them ever. /=  but on the opposite end, my mom tries to stuff me in baggy clothing because apparently that makes me look like i have a bit more fat on me. but making me swim in my clothes and feel lost. right.

but last saturday, i bought my first pair of skinny jeans. an aeropostale size 0* pair. it fits snugly and it doesn’t suck on my lower leg like a leech so it’s not TOO bad. the only reason i bought them is because i would like to buy a pair of rainboots for my upcoming walks around campus for school [it's Seattle afterall. rain season starts ...now.] and i could easily tuck them into my boots. it’s much better than trying to stuff my normal flare pants into there. and plus, they were cheap so…why not. they aren’t that bad. my boyfriend says they look fine. haha, sad that i use him as a judge right? but then again, he would know what looks good on me and he’s pretty brutally honest. “hao, your boobs are flat” “thanks hon, i know.” i actually kind of love them because i can wear any shirt with them and they look fine. now all i need are converses and a huskies sweatshirt and i will officially be a non-individual and conform with the masses.

by the way, this is me being daring. sad right? i should write a college essay on this. what is the more daring thing you have done and why? i bought skinny jeans.

hehe.

*size 0. there was a line from a book that i have where a girl ponders who made a size of clothes that says that body ceases to exist. i will find the quote and post is up but it really made me feel …i don’t know. kind of empty? a size where you end up ceasing to exist. a zero. a size where the body turns into nothing. zero.

..so what about size 00? ]:

and that’s how i roll.

guess who passed her written exam missing only ONE question.

haha. ME!

i’m excited to start learning how to drive. skyway streets? watch out!

im just kidding. i’m actually quite an okay driver. in iowa at least. but then again, there’s like no traffic in iowa at all so…i can’t really say.

but what i CAN say is that the state should start investing in some better workers at their DMV’s because the people there are SLOW AS HELL and sit on their fat asses, typing three words per minute with their long ass nails. seriously. i waited FOUR HOURS to take my knowledge test (which took me like, 4 minutes.) and then another HALF HOUR to get my picture taken (which isn’t actually a bad picture. i look OH-KAY).

wasted the whole afternoon when i could have been SLEEPING.

but we’re heading to alki later this afternoon for BIKING since it’s effing HOT!

autobots! rollout!

my sleeping has been crazy wack lately. i sleep late. and then i wake up randomly in the middle of the night. and then back to sleep. and then wake up and then my alarm goes off cuz i forget to turn it off and this i press snooze repeatedly instead of turning it off cuz i’m so use to pressing snooze.

today today was bouncy butt numbness. i actually woke up at 9am. for no reason. my bladder wasn’t even full. and then i just mulled around and slept a little but it was that kind of in-and-out sleeping. and then around like 11am my brother opens the door and is like “hao. hao. hao. wanna go see a movie?” and im like “uh. yea.” cuz i “get to see only one movie a year or something…” (liz 6/27/09) (lol, i’m such a school nerd.)

so up i go dressing and brushing my teeth and leaving my dad a post-it on the counter that read: ba –@ southcenter with anh hai –hao. because i’m SUCH a good daughter and so use to being controlled and telling my parents where i go so they don’t freak out and call the cops slash call all my friends that they have numbers of slash go to my friends house and knock on the door and ask if they know where i am (the latter actually happened.).

southcenter it was. man the imax line was packed. but we managed to get tickets.

overall? movie rated: ehhhh.

first of all. yes, i know megan fox is pretty sizzlin’. like, very very very even-if-i-wasn’t-a-lesbian-i’d-expletive-her sizzlin’. running around in those boots and white pants that never get really dirty. yep. bet you all the guys in that audience were like “if only….”

but besides that, the sound was a bit too loud for me and the whole movie made me a bit headache-y. sad right? considering how much i adore transformers and the hot robot metal sex they have when they grapple and wrestle with each other. and the close-ups of optimus prime transforming? ROBOT P0RN! and yes, i typed that “o” as a zero just to emphasize some geekness. (:

but unlike the first one, the plot was quite thin. i mean, what does the sliver of the all-spark that was with mikela end up doing. just staying in her bag?  and i mean, the whole part with alice hunting (literally) down sam was a bit carried out. and scenes that we absolutely unneeded and added just for stupid slapstick amteur teenage boy humor. yes, i’m talking about the taser to the balls and the TOTALLY UNNESSARY closeup of that sector 7 man’s ass in a thong (very little cellulite i must say..) and you know what got the 7 year old boy laughing his ass off in the row in front of me? the part when mikeala landed on that leo’s “testicles” when they portkeyed (yes! harry potter terminology!) to the desert.

but the most important part is when i cried. yes, i cried. i mean WHO CAN SIT THERE STONEFACED WHEN OPTIMUS PRIME IS BEING RIPPED APART MAN! HE DIEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. *starts tearing up again*

but then he came back to life! with like upgrades from the old man! and it was awesome again!

[:

it was a bit long, that’s all. all action in the last…30 minutes. running and shooting. but oh well, it was still sexy.

independent girl.

yes! i will finally be able to decline the guy and say “no thanks, but i can change my own tire!” when i break down on the freeway. beat that all you chivalrous guys who think that girls know nothing about cars! psh.

i can now:

• change the tires when i get a flat…or when i need to change them
• check the oil
• change my brakes
• recharge the battery when it dies (using jumper cables!)
• put chains on my tires

yea-yuh. and all this when i don’t even have a driving permit (but i have a car!). i feel satisfied. at least i know i’ll be saving money. and next on the list? learning how to change oil. it’s just that none of the cars need oil changing yet for me to learn.

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this is from basically what i did today. man, i have callouses on my hands from lifting and cranking (is that what it’s call?) and turning and jacking up the car and … yea. my back is KILLING ME. and so are my arms. my skinny skinny arms lifting fat tires. ugh.

dad taught me how to change brakes today. though it was more like, he was heading out to change brakes and i wanted to learn and then i ended up doing everything. i jacked up the cars 7 times. 4 of them because we had to check each tire. and i took off the tires and put them underneath the car as safety usually tells you too. and unscrewed the rusty ass bolts (we had to use WD-40* hella.) that held the brakes because it’s a hella old ass car. and changed the brakes and smear on that lube stuff and in the end, i used Goop to clean my hands. voila!

and..god. it was just so fun and i swear, 3 hours never went by so fast.

i think that every girl needs to know how to do stuff like that because if you don’t, you’ll always end up relying on Triple A or other people. i mean, are you always going to call the tow truck or Triple A or someone to change a tire on the freeway when you get a flat? what if you’re in an area that has no reception. i mean, i guess it’s just one of those need-to-know-just-in-case kind of things. don’t be the princess that needs rescuing. it’s stupid.

i feel utterly satisfied today because i woke up at 2pm. cleaned the bathroom. ate lunch. and then did the whole car thing. and then ate dinner. and now i’m here. i don’t know. i guess it’s nothing special to the outer world, but i feel good. so whatever~

i am now just so freaking tired. so. movietime. and then sleep.

laters!

not so ugly. baby Carmela.

i’ve always had a notion that all newborn babies are ugly. well, i mean, the first few hours? it looks likes a freaking alien! scary dark black eyes and red rashy scary looking skin. well not so much anymore. maybe it’s just cuz we Tongs are all naturally adorable. hahaha.

my sister just had the baby!

name: Nguyen Thi Thanh Tam “Carmela”

weight: 7 pounds 1 ounce

date of birth/time: 6/19/09 3:35pm

she’s the cutest thing ever.

she is ADORABLE. she’s quite quiet for now as long as she’s tightly rolled up. we affectionlately call her our little burrito//eggroll//baby from Ice Age. (do you get the last joke? — go watch the movie. haha). and man, her mouth is just like the Tongs. all hungry and smacking lips for food. and she has HUGE feet and ears just like her aunty Hao! xD

i think the most unnerving thing is seeing my dad doting upon baby Tam (i will now refer to her as baby Tam because i’m vietnamese and a bit-old fashioned. plus, carmela sounds Spanish. it’s actaully Hebrew but i still like Tam). he’s the one holding all day because mom and i are still a bit sick but that’s okay.

i just wanna squeezey her cheeks. it’s the cutest little bundle ever.

<3

raccoon platoon.

my house is under attacked by masked bandits.

oh yes, the infamous raccoon has hit the streets of S. Seattle. Particularly, 117th Street South. And boy, it’s cute.

so we put our cat food in a cat litter bucket box thing with a lid because it’s so much easier than leaving the whole bag in the closet. anyways, we put it outside on our deck and whenever we feed the cat, we just open the lid and pour a cup into his bowl thing. but this las week, we’ve noticed that the bucket is dragged out into the middle of our deck and dumped out. it’s the weirdest thing. until about 2 days ago, my dad saw it.

it = a raccoon.

when he told me, he said that it was 3x the size of our cat and looked like a fox. that’s because i dont think vietnamese people have raccoons…

but anyways, so i saw it tonight as i was eating dinner alone in the dining room table. and it’s 1) big and 2) very cute.

i ran to the sliding door but it ran away and i opened the door and peeked out and my black cat (who is actually pretty big as well) came running up to me WHICH TOTALLY MADE ME SCREAM because i thought i was going to be attacked by the damn raccoon or something.

anyways, so my dad wants to shoot it and i want to keep it as a pet and my mom just wants to see it. so we’ll see what happens. (:

Epik High & F*EM in Seattle !

 

so in anatomy class today, ken comes in and the first thing he says is “are you goin’ to the epik high show?” 

me: WHAT?! 

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Epik High is coming to Seattle to preform on May 23rd at the Kingcat Theatre, located on 6th Avenue.

Like. Oh Em Gee. God this would be one event that I absolutely must ask my parents to go to. I mean, it’s one in a lifetime. And actually, I wanna go to this more than prom (which I have neglected to ask my parents about too). I mean, prom or Epik High in Seattle? EPIK HIGH FOR SURE. 

and and and

Ken told me that apparently they’re doing autographed copies for the first 25 people (not sure?) and selling their merchandise (of course!) at the show so no shipping and handling payments. I kind of zoned out afterwards because all I could think about were ways to convince my parents. I mean, it’s a one in a million shot of letting me go but mygod. I wish wish wish (this is way more bomb than Wong Fu because Wong Fu is located within the US so if i ever went to California, I could potentially catch one of their shows but Epik High is sadly, an ocean away). 

Speaking of Wong Fu, Far East Movement (of whom WF has made a music video for) is also part of the concert and dude, they rock too! So it’s like a double packaged deal !

Tickets are 25 dollars which is TOTALLY affordable and apparently seating is first come first get in and shove your way to the front and stake a claim. =O

……GAH I WANNA GO SO BAD. KEN’S BUYING TICKETS AND MONA IS GOING TOO! *FOAMS AT MOUTH*

 

THIS IS WAY BETTER THAN SE7EN COMING TO SEATTLE.

xD

 

[VIDEOS]

GIRLS ON THE DANCE FLOOR — FM [NOT OFFICIAL MV]

This video is great. The timing and everything is so exact and right on that I thought it was their official video. FM actually did a contest for MV submissions and I’m not sure if this one won or not, BUT IT DEFINITELY SHOULD HAVE. Man, geeks and hot girls? “FM” body spray? Hahaha. JUST LIKE AXE!

 

SLOWMOTION EPIK HIGH — MAPTHESOUL.COM

EFFING HILARIOUS. This is so typical Epik High. Their expressions are priceless. And omg playing with that sneaker/shoe ? DID YOU SEE HIS EXPRESSION? And Tablo with the water running down his face. HAHA.

 

 

 

 

 

[MV] Lollipop — 2NE1 ft. Big Bang

so the first time i listened to this song, i was quite questionable about it. hot? not? it was one of those, ‘god what the hell was that’ kind of song that ends up being the song you play repeatedly in the shower. and yes, it is not on my shower playlist for my touch. 

and funny enough, the name of the ‘female counterpart of big bang” was 21 at first, and then it was changed to 2NE1 with the NE standing for New Evolution? (apparently, YG realized that the girls would never be forever 21 [hah! pun!]) and then ally was like “like ‘to anyone’? what does that mean?” and im like WHOA 2NE1 could be “to anyone“. ahahha laaaaaame.

what makes me sad about this “debut” song for big bang  2NE1 is that it DOES sound like a big bang ft. 2NE1 rather than vis-versa. you can hardly tell what the member’s voices sound like and what their range is. and their dance moves are weaaaaak. and what the hell is up with sandara’s hair? i mean, dr. suess much?

MV!

Lollipop — 2NE1 ft. Big Bang