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seester

i miss my sister being in dallas with me. boo.

it’s supposed to ice tomorrow. joy.

one of the fun things we did at home during Christmas was go through old pictures. now, i always knew this, but i finally compiled evidence on how badly my parents dressed me when i was young. serious. i’ve got the pics to prove it. you have to forgive the bad quality – took pictures of pictures due to lack of scanner.

above you see me in a ugly blue sweater with flowers embroidered on it. i’ve got a pink shirt underneath with the collar poppin’ out. also ugly flowered sweat pants.

coral colored dalmation shirt with black flowered sweats and velcro sneakers. topped off with a hot pink sweatshirt tied around the waist with a hot pink LARGE fanny pack!

betty boop white tshirts tucked into white flowered shorts. knee high socks with neon orange borders and velcro sneakers that you can’t see in this picture. also… fanny pack and ugly uneven bangs.

along with the ugly scrunched up fat face, i’m wearing a baby pink sweatshirt with blue snowflake sweatpants and velcro sneakers.

white shirt with animals imprinted on it tucked into black sweatpants with white socks and white sneakers. plus, red sweatshirt tied around waist.

black flowered tank top with pseudo white tutu attached at the bottom. navy blue sweat shorts with a boat anchor and a bear imprinted. to tie everything together, a purple and black striped headband with bow. and fat oriana in my arms. AND uneven bangs.

horrible. awful. ski jacket. at least i’m not wearing green sweatpants and a half jean / half khaki jacket.

to give you some background… the above is at my aunt’s wedding. yes. my parents let me be their ‘flower girl’ in a BALLET OUTFIT. i’m wearing my pink leotard, pink skirt, pink tights and BALLET SHOES. i also have weird beads in my hair.

believe it or not, i’ve already moved to texas at this time – which means i’m 8 or 9. i should know what i’m wearing is hideous. this is in houston at some museum. i’m wearing a pink flowered shirt that makes me look pregnant with tight white sweat and sneakers.

haha oriana actually looks pretty funny in this one. and oliver looks kind of normal except for the surly look. i’m wearing a red dinosaur shirt that changes between having skin and bones depending on where you look at it. i’m also wearing sweat shorts that are black with hamburgers, french fries and other fast food assortments on it.

I’M AT DISNEY LAND FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. i’m wearing a swimming suit with big green polka dotted sleeves that you can insert arm floaties into to help you swim. also, a long gold chain and white flowered shorts. i probably have a scrunchie in my hair.

ah… a white dress with purple dress suspenders attached. also… wearing sweatpants with cats imprinted on it underneath. awesome.

at least the colors are coordinated here. batman tshirt tucked into my black sweatpants with lightening bolts all over it. also accessorized with a fanny pack.

not only is the dress too fat for me… and it looks like a picnic tablecloth… i am matching with my sister who is 5.

oooh purple is awesome. purple zebra sweater with purple sweatpants.

awful awful awful awful. i think i might have been in 8th grade. why didn’t i know any better?? why am i posing like this? ugly blue and white flowered tank top that is too short for me with jean shorts that are too long and high top nikes. and big fat round glasses.

at least i look somewhat cute here. but do you see i’m wearing a map as a shirt with chinese lettering? it also has really puffy sleeves and i’m wearing fake jeans. and velcro shoes.

notice how everyone in this pic except for oriana and i are dressed very casual. but no. of course i’m dressed in a WEDDING DRESS of some sort. with SOCKS.

k, this might be the worst cause i definitely should have known better. i’m in high school. wearing skinny jeans with ugly ugly sandals that make me look like i’m from the desert. also a ugly sweater that goes to the middle of the thighs making me look short (and i’m already short)… and to top it all off… a floppy hat and bad hair.

so there you have it. hooray. my bad style = your amusement. i’ll leave you with wonderful pictures of my siblings.

YOU ARE NOT JAMES BOND. fruit cake. look at his left hand. out and proper.

need i say more?

hahahah fat fat fat fat.

ignorance

ignorance showed it’s face to me today through a man who stopped my mom, my sister and i in the parking lot at gateway in austin and asked us “if we spoke english”

i don’t think i’ve ever been asked that and it really did not make me happy. why the heck would he automatically assume that we might not speak english? because we were asian? because we were coming out of a japanese sushi restaurant? because… we were speaking another language to each other that he overheard (oh wait, that didn’t happen. we were speaking ENGLISH)

i’ve been lucky that i haven’t had to deal with the race card much, but i guess i care more than i think i do. i can’t stand ignorant people, especially when it is mixed with rudeness and stupidity.

on a better note, i made a little girly christmas montage video from when the girls and i did a little white elephant christmas to celebrate the holidays together!

also, my sister made me a freakin awesome plushie that i drew. look!

mas

merry christmas from me and oink <3

white + windy

i left dallas in a rush today to try to beat the snow and ice in order to make it back to austin for christmas eve and christmas. drove through the snow and the (extreme) wind but made it safely home. hooray! made it to back in 2 hours and 50 minutes including a stop at mcdonalds in hillsboro. i’m awesome. also, oriana was my slave because she fed me chicken nuggets and fries and opened my milk. she also hand fed me sour punch. muhaha.

wrapped the presents (majorly late this year) and now i’m just chillin in my cold house with the ladies of my family.

happy holidays everyone! kinda sad i’m missing the white christmas in dallas (how often does that happen in texas? we usually get it in march if anything)… but glad to be here.

think

recently watched a video about bullfighting. it’s just awful. it made me so sad to watch this poor bull be teased around and slowly murdered. it’s so extremely cruel. i would hope that they at least eat it to make some use of it. if it just goes to waste – i just completely don’t understand this tradition at all.

fake snuggie

hellz yah!

chills

it’s been quite some time since i’ve been sick, and i’m reminded at how i hate the feeling. at least it’s not the swine flu right? but i could do without the cold sweats and the body aches.

i haven’t been very good at keeping up with the blog these past few weeks. i’m tired, guys. what do you want to hear about?

oh, so i’ve figured out that babies don’t like me. last wednesday, garrick’s coworker and her family came over for some hot pot (which ultimately made me sick afterwards) in which one family member is 8 months old. i hardly have interaction with the little munchkins so needless to say i tried to take advantage of this opportunity to tap into my ‘inner woman.’ yeah, did not work. when i tried to hold baby colgin, he’d cry. give him to g – stop crying. lean over to me – start crying. it was like that episode with monica on friends. oh well – at least it’ll be a long while until i have to worry more about why babies seem to detest me.

santa

i went to volunteer with operation kindness today as it was the last day for their annual santa photos. it’s amazing how much people spend on getting their dog’s picture taken with a guy dressed up like santa. i saw people drop down $200! crazy. but it’s great to see them supporting operation kindness – since that is the main goal of the whole shenanigans.

i also learned how to use a credit card machine, which was nifty. so easy. why hadn’t i learned before?

fitting

i just signed up for thrillist and the automated password they sent me was “liverwurst.” how fitting.