YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH 21

I wish I was actually there to have heard this. SICKKKKKKKKKKKK. If you've ever watched the Jabbawockeez performance on the ABDC All Star Charity episode, you would probably be familar with this song. I really like the remixes that the Bangerz make.

If there were ever two organizations/clubs I wish I had joined at Cal, it would definitely be Cal Taiko or Movement/any dance group. I guess I still have one more chance to join but we'll see how school goes. That being said, I only have one more semester left as captain. WWWhOOOAaAaAAAAAAAA!!! I can't wait.

I am finally of legal age. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT. These past couple of days have been filled with a lot of drunken hyperness, which I'm sure will last on through out the week. Last night, ED, Mary and I went to Thalassa to celebrate and was offered various drinks from the bartenders for turning 21. The drinks were delicious (with the exception of that burbon whisky/redbull bomb) and the night ended up with Mary and I screaming through the car window at incoming freshmen at 2 in the morning and massive amounts of giggling/hyperness back at Dragonhouse. Sorrryyyy Jayyyyy! ><>

Today was the first time I've ever gone to Caltopia. =O! Despite what everyone said with regards to the free stuff being of lesser quality after each year, I got quite a bit of stuff. Perhaps it was also because I was pretty lucky at spinning the wheels/it was my birthday. YAYY

Phil and I first stopped by the Muscle Milk booth and I did 55 girl pushups to get a free tshirt and muscle milk. WOOT. While doing the push ups, it seemed like people around were pretty surprised that a small asian girl in a skirt was doing push ups so quickly. B]. Doing pushups to win something isn't bad, but doing pull ups is something else. o_o; We went to other booths and managed to get quite a bit of free stuff, including a milkshake from Frealz (oh goodness, i can't take the name seriously.) Milkshakes, a slice of pizza from Extreme pizza and a sample of soup from SF soup company. :D I won a reallyyy nice bag from the levis booth and played with various video games. Towards the end, I signed up to get a makeup consultation by the Paul Mitchell design team and actually ran into Juls working there. crazzzzyyyyy. She was busy with another girl but the guy who did my make up offered to do my hair as well. :D :D

(I don't think I've had this much make up/hair styling before. So seeing it was very strange )

Afterwards, I went back to SF to enjoy a really nice dinner and a yummy cake. While eating the cake, my parents noticed that my arms have gotten bigger, my face is rounder and started to call me fat. Thanks. -_-. I'm pretty sure my arms aren't bigger because of an increased amount of adipose tissue though....god damnit.

bitchrantrantbitchrantbitch

Today at 1:05 am I am reminded of how fucking ridiculous middle school assignments can be. Teachers, don't fucking assign shit for your students just so they have homework if it doesn't even help them learn the subject you're teaching. Fucking ridiculous.

Also wordsearch puzzles are meant to be FUN not to fucking painstakingly trick you.

-_- I want sleep.

Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to

Dear Mom:

Back then, I still remember the times when you would workout in the morning dressed in spandex tights and bands like those fitness ladies you see on tv during the 80s and I would just jump around imitating your actions, thinking it was strange and slightly funny to do so. Sometimes we would walk around the lake, look at the baby geese, ducklings and swans swimming around and attempt to chase/catch them ( Once a duckling started to think I was the mother and started to follow us around. ><) We used to gossip about my endeavors at school like when a particular boy and I were dared to kissed each other on the cheek in front of all the second graders after school or how I was the only girl who was in the 'football club' composed of a bunch of rowdy yet funny third grade boys but still loved to play with barbie dolls and house with the girls. Yeeeup. I was a player back then. B]. lol jk.

We started to talk to each other less once we moved and even more so when dad got sick and you became the primary breadwinner for our family. Once I started high school, the only times we'd talk to each other would be when you would tell me to go to sleep earlier or go on your whole 'don't get a boyfriend or else you'll pretty much ruin your life' schpeel -_-. It always bothered me how I had to lie to you about who I was hanging out so you wouldn't give me that look of disapproval whenever I hung out with a group of boys, which I did often. Instead of hanging out with 'Jessica' 'Jordan (girl)' and 'Tiffany', it really would be 'John' 'Jordan (boy)' and 'Adam'.

Anyways, I've noticed that we've been trying to talk to each other more and I'm really glad about that. I'm sorry that I usually miss your calls -_-. Most of the time, the phone is in another room and by the time I notice your call, it's late at night. I'm also sorry that I'm not as fluent in Cantonese as I could be. I really wish we could have that type of mother daughter relationship where we could just tell each other EVERYTHING like we used to but if you could trust me and the decisions I make with regards to school, dating and the people I hang out with, I'd feel a lot more comfortable.

Thanks for everything though.

Love,

Jennifer

puahah

Was browsing around people's blog and found Thuan's entry to be so true that I just had to repost it. lol

"last night, i realized relationships are lot like video games. as you reach higher levels, there are bigger obstacles and more powerful bosses to defeat. except in most video games, you can start over. in relationships, you can’t really delete failed battles and screw-ups from your memory card. "

TRUTH.

I still don't like losing to bosses/dying in video games.

Unclutter

Have you ever had those days where you feel like no matter how much you try and clean, your room still feels very cluttered and messy? I do almost everytime I come back to SF. Everywhere I look in my room, I see random books (MCAT, random Science textbooks, MANY notebooks novels, childrens books, books I didn't even know I had,etc), stuffed toys, plastic toys from my sister and just pens all around. Before my sister starts middle school, I'm going to try and tidy this place up, make it a lot more organized and hope my sister could keep it nicely organized.

When I was younger, my mom used to take me shopping at malls and random department stores a lot. Back then, I hated shopping, especially in places like Ross because their racks would be extremely messy. Being completely bored and bothered by the mess, I would go and organize random things around the store; the watches section, toys, etc. My mom thought it was pretty strange and I'm sure others found it to be as well but it was something to do instead of just standing around and waiting. haha. When I think back to it, I've realized that I usually feel compelled to clean other people's spaces or common areas when I start to notice how cluttered it is but usually don't clean my own space unless it gets in the way of my studying.

Sooner or later, this room is going to be my sister's and perhaps by accepting that, I'm starting to feel more compelled to clear and throw out the clutter that surrounds my room.

I'm going to miss it.

Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet

To any doctor who specializes in Western and Chinese medicine:

I don't really know if you exist but if you do, please teach me your ways. How do you even practice on your patients with two different types of philosophies?! I'm really intrigued by both specialties and have been having a hard time deciding which path I want to take. As the MCAT trolls along, I honestly don't know if I'm making the right decision to go ahead with applying for the traditional AAMC schools first or go and take a 'break' by getting a masters in Chinese medicine. The MCAT score can only last for three years and if I plan it right, I can take the MCAT in Jan instead and apply for TCM school in the meantime. I've realized that I'm pretty fortunate that my parents are fine with whatever path I take as a career but I'm not so sure about my Aunt. Anyways, I wish I could meet you and discuss the possible options I could take because I doubt there's anyone on campus that could really help me out. =/.

sigh.

Thanks,

Jennifer

http://medicinesocialjustice.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-we-training-physicians-to-be.html

" But old traditions die hard; when biochemistry is valued more than ethics (and of course it is, because this is what you are tested on and your grades are based on both in school and your National Board exams); when being knowledgeable about the lab tests and x-rays is valued more than knowing the patient (and it often is by clinical teachers); when getting the work done is more important than understanding what work the patient wants done (and it very frequently is), it is hard to change."

Seriously. I don't understand why there's so much of a focus on grades and academics when in reality it should be more on compassion, committment and how you can apply the things you've learned to treat a patient, not just regurgitating random facts and information on a piece of paper. Meh.

Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend

Dear Angry Asian Man:

I really like reading your blog. =) I pretty much go on it everyday to check up on any new updates with regards to Asian american news.

Keep up the good work!

Jen

Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush

I'm sorry.

GAHHHH

There are a lot of things I want to do right now.

For example, I'd like to be 21 already or go to see Kaskade.

But I can't think about that right now. Must study. =(

oogotairoo (7:20:49 PM): http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6bmyovW6j1qanb21o1_500.png

oogotairoo (7:20:51 PM): hehehhe

dunb0thameimetin (7:21:50 PM): lol

dunb0thameimetin (7:21:52 PM): chem nerd

oogotairoo (7:22:01 PM): hey, you got it

dunb0thameimetin (7:23:06 PM): lol true

dunb0thameimetin (7:23:09 PM): took me a second

dunb0thameimetin (7:23:15 PM): at first i thought it was just a mean guy

oogotairoo (7:23:15 PM): lol

dunb0thameimetin (7:23:17 PM): stealing

dunb0thameimetin (7:23:19 PM): lol

dunb0thameimetin (7:23:29 PM): then i saw the labels

dunb0thameimetin (7:23:30 PM): and i loled

oogotairoo (7:23:41 PM): wel i mean i guess you could say that chlorine is pretty mean

oogotairoo (7:23:51 PM): because it's just one away from being happy

dunb0thameimetin (7:27:27 PM): i suppose

dunb0thameimetin (7:27:32 PM): or you could say that sodium

dunb0thameimetin (7:27:34 PM): is one away from being

dunb0thameimetin (7:27:36 PM): EMOOOOOOO

dunb0thameimetin (7:27:40 PM): he only has one toy :[

dunb0thameimetin (7:27:42 PM): lol

oogotairoo (7:28:00 PM): =(

dunb0thameimetin (7:28:11 PM): i wouldn't wanna be sodium

oogotairoo (7:28:15 PM): me neither

dunb0thameimetin (7:28:16 PM): constantly worry about being mugged

oogotairoo (7:28:29 PM): i'd like to be flourine

oogotairoo (7:28:35 PM): so i can very attractive.;)

dunb0thameimetin (7:28:39 PM): lol

oogotairoo (7:28:44 PM): *be

dunb0thameimetin (7:28:50 PM): or you could be oxygen

dunb0thameimetin (7:28:54 PM): less attractive

dunb0thameimetin (7:28:57 PM): but less volatile!

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:10 PM): actually oxygen is pretty corrosive too

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:16 PM): I wanna be LEAD

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:19 PM): so i can be fat and heavy

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:20 PM): lol

oogotairoo (7:29:21 PM): lol

oogotairoo (7:29:22 PM): wow

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:23 PM): wait

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:25 PM): that's assface

oogotairoo (7:29:28 PM): yeah

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:41 PM): Ed should be gold

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:45 PM): or something sparkley

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:51 PM): like his emo pale vampire self

dunb0thameimetin (7:29:52 PM): hahahahaha

oogotairoo (7:30:03 PM): lol

oogotairoo (7:30:09 PM): would jay be sodium then?

oogotairoo (7:30:16 PM): or potassium

oogotairoo (7:30:19 PM): because he's korean?

dunb0thameimetin (7:30:34 PM): hahaha

dunb0thameimetin (7:30:43 PM): hydrogen!

dunb0thameimetin (7:30:45 PM): he's a little guy!

oogotairoo (7:30:54 PM): but that means jay is everywhere

oogotairoo (7:30:56 PM): o_o

dunb0thameimetin (7:31:03 PM): o true

oogotairoo (7:31:05 PM): he bonds everything together then

dunb0thameimetin (7:31:08 PM): he should be radioactive

dunb0thameimetin (7:31:16 PM): cause we know north koreans are secretly developing nukes anyways

Wow.

Holy shit. It's crazy to see someone you knew from way back then who's making a name for themselves out on youtube or where-ever and it makes you wonder if they still remember you. o_o

Asides from the whole wisdom tooth business, home was been pretty chill. Most of my time has been spent either studying, coughing, sleeping or eating jook. (Mostly eating jook and coughing) This morning, I went with my parents to walk around the Japanese Tea Garden since it's free in the mornings. I also got to play around with my dad's CanonD90. The menu was set to Chinese so it took a while to figure out what things were. I haven't been to the tea garden since I was 9 or 10 so going back was pretty interesting. Afterwards, we went to have dimsum on clement street, which was exciting because it was the kind of food that I've had that WASNT jook but still pretty depressing seeing that I was only limited to soft foods. -_-. My dad wanted me to practice driving and parallel parking so we did that for a bit. Wasn't too bad. For once, I actually want to practice driving again.

On another note, the AAMC financial aid process is definitely not my friend. >=O.

I'm not the only one who read it wrong right?

oogotairoo (10:16:46 PM): http://www.8asians.com/2010/08/01/asian-men-have-the-highest-salary/

dunb0thameimetin (10:16:54 PM): YES

dunb0thameimetin (10:16:58 PM): MORE REASONS TO DATE ASIAN MEN

dunb0thameimetin (10:17:00 PM): GO ME

oogotairoo (10:17:08 PM): ..o_o

dunb0thameimetin (10:17:37 PM): lol

oogotairoo (10:17:40 PM): not blatant at all

dunb0thameimetin (10:17:40 PM): for being an asian man!

oogotairoo (10:18:38 PM): i don't think what you just said meant to what i thought you said

oogotairoo (10:18:51 PM): i thought you meant

dunb0thameimetin (10:18:52 PM): whaaa?

oogotairoo (10:19:01 PM): "YES. MORE REASONS (for me) TO DATE ASIAN MEN"

dunb0thameimetin (10:19:03 PM): what you think i mean

dunb0thameimetin (10:19:04 PM): oh

dunb0thameimetin (10:19:05 PM): no

dunb0thameimetin (10:19:05 PM): loll

dunb0thameimetin (10:19:15 PM): GOSH HOW GAY DO YOU THINK I AM

dunb0thameimetin (10:19:17 PM): don't answer

dunb0thameimetin (10:19:18 PM): lol

RIGHT?! o_0

Day 6 — A stranger

Dear Stranger:

Hello. Nice to meet you. =) I hope my post-wisdom-tooth state didn't scare you as I was pretty much KOed from the extraction.

Jen

Self note:

Vanilla Nut Martini Cupcake:

http://alannasvanillabean.blogspot.com/2008/02/cupcake-hero-vanilla-nut-martini.html

Frangelico + Vanilla Vodka= Best combination EVER.

Cupcakes:

2 cups all purpose flour
1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
3/4 cup butter or margarine
2 eggs
1 1/2 cups packed brown sugar
1/2 cup buttermilk
1/4 cup Frangelico

Icing:
3 cups powdered sugar
1/4 cup butter or margarine
5 T whipping cream
1 tsp vanilla
vanilla bean

In a medium bowl, sift together flour, baking powder, baking soda and salt; set aside. In a large mixing bowl, beat butter and brown sugar until creamy. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition. Alternately add 1/3 of the flour and all of the buttermilk, then 1/3 of the flour and all of the Frangelico, beating well after each addition. Add remaining flour; mix until smooth.

Line regular or mini muffin cups with baking papers. Fill each 2/3 full. Bake at 375ºF for 14-16 minutes or until muffins test done. Cool in pans for 5 minutes. Remove and cool completely.

For frosting, beat powdered sugar and butter in a small mixing bowl. Scrape out vanilla beans and stir in into sugar mixture until they're evenly distributed. Add whipping cream and vanilla, beat until smooth. Add remaining cream if needed to reach spreading consistency. Spread over cooled cupcakes.

Yield: 24 regular or 48 mini cupcakes.

http://slush.wordpress.com/2008/03/03/the-booziest-cupcake-of-them-all/

(Also make Tiramisu cup cakes..and possibly Rum Punch Cupcake for youknowwho.)

Day 5 — Your dreams

Dear Dreams:

You're weird. I wish I could remember more about you. When I was about to be put to sleep today from my wisdom teeth extraction, I started to think about Inception and how crazy it would be that was the method to induce people go to sleep; that instead of actually getting my teeth pulled, my dreams would be broken into. O_O

Oh well. Everything will be okay as long as Mary Cheung and I are able to go into Jay Kim's dreams... Whoops. =x

Love,

Jen

Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)

Dear Joanna: (PG13 version)

Oh Joanna. There are so many things I want to write to you about that I think if I actually mentioned it all in here, it would take way too long to read. It has also taken me a long time to figure out what to really say.

Yesterday, I was very disappointed in you when dad told me that you took $300 from mom without her knowing and spent $60 of it on getting 2 club penguin memberships, which you already have. (wtf. i know.) I don't even understand what made you THINK of the idea of taking that much money to get something you already have. As much as I hate to break it to you, you're growing up Joanna. From here on out, things aren't going to be easy and you can't just get anything you want without working for it. I know you don't like working on the Super Workbooks that mom gives you; heck, i HATED it. But you know what, it's honestly not as bad once you set some time for it and before you know it, you'll be done with those wretched workbooks. Mom gave you an option to earn money by completing those workbooks but instead you chose to steal. I honestly don't know what made you think it was okay to do that. But whatever. Hopefully you understand what you did and why it was wrong. But as I said before, you're about to come to an age where confusion is all over the place. To be honest, I didn't like it. In fact, I don't think a lot of people do but it's a passage you need to take before you become an actual teenager or even an adult. You probably won't get a chance to read this anytime soon but I will say this now: middle school sucks. Everybody thinks they're the shit and that they're a lot older than they really are. You might find some people who will intentionally pick on you just because they want to or some people who may think that you're not 'one of the popular kids' or even 'friends' who force you to do 'cool' things that you really shouldn't do, like cutting school, taking drugs, or even having sex. Presidio Middle school is rough kiddo, but I will guarantee you that you will find some people who you will actually consider to be friends, even best friends. Those people will definitely laugh, cry and smile with you through out the whole course of middle school and who knows, you might even keep in touch with them for the rest of your life. How crazy is that? Don't worry if you get into a fight with one of your friends. Sure, it's not the greatest but you never know how your paths will be like later in the future. Also, it's not the end of the world if you end up not having a boyfriend in middle school or if you do and break up. When I was in middle school, I remember this one couple, (lets call them Vince and Andrea ) who started dating through out 6-8th grade. They were voted 'Cutest Couple' and everybody honestly thought they would've been together forever. It turned out that they quickly broke up in high school. I'm not trying to say that all middle school relationships don't last forever but just know that it could happen. On another note, if I find out that you DO have a boyfriend and mom and dad are okay with it, I'm going to flip a jonsu -_-. (freaking overprotective parents.....)

Speaking of Mom and Dad, I hope you realize the things they do for you is for the good. Back then, I didn't understand it and I really didn't like how mom would constantly bother me to finish the stupid Super Workbook or correct me on my mistakes. Also, dad scared the shit out of me (he still occasionally does.) whenever I did something bad. If you ever get in trouble with Mom or particularly with Dad, just know that there really is a reason for it. And stop stalling when they tell you to do something. It's pretty annoying when you tell someone to do something and you know that they're just dicking around. Back when I was you age or even younger, I honestly didn't think there was a problem for mom to tell me to do something instead of not doing whatever she wanted me to do ahead of time. The thing is, mom really wants you to figure out how to do things for yourself and not have her nag at you multiple times. If you do that, then things will definitely get a lot easier. It sucks but just suck it up. Sooner or later, you're going to be like me, a 20 year old who kind of misses being your age.

On another note, the teachers at PMS are tough. Trust me. But it'll be fine as long as you make sure you finish your homework ON TIME and don't stay up too late. If for some reason, you happen to mess up academically, it's also not the end of the world. As much as people may think, not getting into Lowell isn't the end of the world (It also certainly isn't the best HS in sf. GALILEO IS. HAHHH). As long as you realize your mistakes, work hard to get into a good university and ultimately, are happy with your choices, i'm fine with that.

I also really hope you don't get Ms. Cockburn as your science teacher. She's a real beezy. ugh.

You have a lot of things going for you, Joanna. Now is the time where you're going to have the chance to make decisions for yourself. I'll be here alongside and support you through the way as long as you at least THINK about your choices, decisions and whatever consequences that may come with it.

Love,

Jennifer

Cute.

“I’m not much of a love poet.

But if I woke up tomorrow morning and decided I really wanted to write about love, my first poem would be about you. About how I love you the same way i learned how to ride a bike.

Scared… but reckless. With no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you.

I’m not much of a love poet. But if I was, I’d write about how I see your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window. You see I’ve written a million poems hoping that somehow you’d jump out of the pages and be closer to me because if you were here. Right now.I’d massage your back so your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to. Until your heartbeat sounds like my last name. And your smile, like the Pacific Ocean, I want to drink the sunlight from your skin.

If I was a love poet I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful even on days when everything around you is ugly. I’d write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink. If I was a love poet I’d write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture every time I hear the vibration in your voice. So whenever I see your name on the caller ID, my heart plays hopscotch inside of my chest and it climbs onto my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again.

I know this sounds strange, but every now and then, I pray to God that he turns you back into one of my ribs just so I never have to spend an entire day without you.

And I swear I’m not a love poet.
But if I was, my first poem would be about you.
And after all of that, she was like, “So how do you feel about me?” *lulz*
I said, “Let’s put it like this. I want to be your ex-boyfriend’s stunt man. I wanna do everything he never had the courage to do. Like.. trust you.”

Honestly, when our lips touch, I can taste the next 60 years of my life.

And some days, I want to swallow stacks of your pictures just so you can be a part of me just for a little bit longer. If I could, I would sample your smile and I would let my heart beat through the bass line and we could create the greatest love song of all time whenever we stand next to each other. Love, I was the only one made for you. And you, you could be “At Last” by Etta James, and I could be “Ohh Child When You’re in Pain” or you could be “Candy Coated Drops of rain” even though it never rains in Southern California.

And together. Me and you. We could be music. And when my friends ask if you’re my girlfriend, I would say “No, she, she is my musician, and me, I guess you could say, I’m her favorite song.”

Yeah I'm not that great at writing these letters.

Sort of. I've been having a hard time trying to figure out what to say to Joanna. Aka. Jay Kim. Aka. my younger sister.

Anyways, I just got back home in SF from Dragonhouse. Its pretty sad whenever anyone of us leaves dragonhouse to go back home or goes somewhere else for an extended period of time. Since my parents were down in LB, I didn't go with the rest of the team back up to Berkeley and frankly, it made me sad. Anyways, my family and I went to Universal Studios and it would've been extremely fun if it weren't for the fact that I was pretty exhausted from the two days of racing and was starting to feel sick. My dentist appointment ended up getting pushed to Saturday so I decided to come back to Dragonhouse for a little bit. Although everyone was asleep by the time I got back (8am), it was such a nice feeling to be back and see the typical members in the house. I'm going to miss it again. =(.

It's crazy how two years can pass by so quickly. LB 2008 will always be a prominent memory in my mind with regards to CalDB and this LB was a great way to remember our 'dark' yet 'happy' days (not just because of the soju bottle being passed around..). I still remember going around and asking fellow teammates on how they felt the team could be improved in the following year and copying it down on the team notebook (for some reason, that page is ripped out though). I'm proud to say that we have once again moved our way on up.

Side note:

OMFG. KASKADE IS COMING TO SF. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

! Imagine how AMAZING it would be to listen to 4am and Angel on my Shoulder live. GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH O_O