Anny’s World

This weekend was a lot of fun yet again. I’m the luckiest girl in the world to have the greatest of friends in my life.

The costume I didn’t get to wear…except when Cindy and I decided to walk around our neighborhood with our costumes…

Pre-party grubbing:

Rei & Asuka:

Do 33 & 99 look dorkishly happy or what?

Bestest of Friends:

Army Slut & her GIs:

Kawai & Kusai:

One of few who is actually taller than me:

Post-party grubbing:

For the rest of the pix: 10.28.2005: Rotten Tomatoes Halloween Party

So, I end this entry with a song that always makes me appreciative of each moment in life and reminds me to live life to the fullest….

Green Day - Time of Your Life
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don’t ask why
It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it’s worth it was worth all the while

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

I babysat my cuties yesterday from 11am - 5pm and then stayed over at their house for dinner until 7pm. When I got home at 8pm, I completely KONKED OUT…like totally passed out…kids have so much energy!!! we had a lot of fun!!!

By day, they are a bunch of cute kids…by night, superheroes…

Everything to learn…nothing to know…

You may think you know everything but there’s still much to learn…

When you don’t know where you’re going, any road will take you there…

Keep asking yourself those important questions like “What am I doing with my life? Where is my life going?” because it may start you thinking and lead you down a path you have yet to explore…(in my case…the path to zen)

You learn to live by living…each experience you go through is a lesson in and of itself…

You are not alone…all humans are living their own lessons…

None of us are perfect and may not be learning the same lessons…so you can do some learning from other people’s learnings too…but don’t force your own lessons on other people until they’re ready to learn themselves…

Keep an open welcoming mind…

It’s good to have such great friends in your life…especially ones who call you three times in one morning to wake you up and refuse to take no for an answer…

33 and 99 were chatting the other day…here’s the extent of the conversation…

99: I’m an idiot.
33: What’d you do this time? I’m a retard.
99: Yeah, you’re a retard, I’m an idiot…no wonder we make such great friends.

33 & 99 are idiotic retards or retarded idiots…

I am officially five feet 2 and a half inches tall…

In normal standards, I would be considered short…but in Anny’s World…[post a comment and complete the sentence]

The best way to describe the weekend is interesting.

After I wrote my entry on Saturday, Cindy and I walked down Fillmore, got manicures and went to try a new French brunch place: Galette. We then went and got Gelato.

Then that night, I headed over to 33’s for the Slumber Party. I got there at 6pm and of course was the first one. I was trying to park in this really tiny space and noticed that Sandy was standing across the street b/c she was getting her new couch delivered. After I finished parking (there were like 2 inches from my car and the cars in front and behind me), I went down and helped the movers hold the door open. When they were moving the big couch, they discovered that it didn’t fit through Sandy’s front door so they left. (Too bad no one got a pic of her couch kicking it in her balcony…no worries, 33, this story will go down in history just like your bike story.)

At 7pm, the remaining of the girls showed up so we went to Beerhunting (Porn Palace) for some Kimchi Fried Rice…YUM!


After dinner, we headed back to 33’s only to discover that…
She has moldy noodles in her fridge: (33 is a very busy lady!)

Dead flowers in a vase: (Yes, I think we already established that 33 leads a very busy lifestyle!)

We had tons of snacks:

33 was sad and was on her comp trying to figure out how to get rid of her couch:

A word of caution, during sleepovers, do not be the first ones to fall asleep:


The next morning the 5 girls who spent the night went to yet another French Cafe but this time in Berkeley…it was sooooo cute: La Note

This weekend, we also discovered that 33 owns big things and tries to fit them in small spaces, like her couch and her car:

(I think it’s time you get your Mini…)

After La Note, 33 and I went to visit Bao Bao…I love you gurleeee!!! I hope you feel better soon…When I was driving 33 home, she asked if I wanted to go look at another couch with her in the city. I agreed. The place we went to was very surreal. It was at this huge warehouse in the middle of nowhere…and yeah…that’s all I’m gonna say about that…you just had to be there…puha ha ha…it was just one interesting experience to end another great weekend…

Pix from Sleepover

Remember how I wanted October to be National Do Nothing month…well, it actually didn’t turn out that way until this weekend. For the entire month, during weekends and on weekday nights, I had various activities, dinners with friends, watched a musical, hair appointments, volunteer events, yoga classes, basically tons of noises…

Last night (yes, Friday night), I actually didn’t go out for once. I was home alone because my poor roommate was still at work. 33 and I were supposed to go out to have dinner and a movie, but I didn’t hear back from her until 9pm and she was already heading back to Berkeley. So, I was all by myself, feeling lonely, but good thing Jax, Dater, & Dufus were all online keeping me company. Cindy eventually came home and you know what the first thing she said to me was: “I was driving home by myself and I felt really lonely.” I told her, “Oh my gawd, I was sitting at home by myself feeling lonely too.” And we both empathized with each other.

For the first time I didn’t have anything to do, I started feeling lonely…and this morning when I woke up, I was still feeling it. I guess that’s why we fill our lives with all these noises right? So we don’t have a chance to feel lonely. I should have gone to the Zen Center, but my body was exhausted from this week’s festivities and considering tonight is the SISTERHOOD SLEEPOVER, I wanted to stay in my bed longer b/c I know I won’t be sleeping tonight…can’t wait!!!

But sitting here, (I know I have a really good memory), and I knew that last year around this time, I wrote a whole entry about feeling lonely and filling my life with noises…it’s one year later and nothing has changed since then: October 21, 2004 Link

It’s kind of funny…last year this time, I woke up feeling lonely, called home (I didn’t do it today)…last year this time, I was talking about wanting to go back to Berkeley for my MBA (I still am and think it really is time for me to start studying)…last year this time, I read the “He’s Just Not That Into You” book (I should pull it out and read it again)…

Is it just October around this time each year that I get this feeling because the air outside is getting colder? But I love that winter chill…I’m going to keep all this in mind and see what happens next year…

I was walking home from work with Ricky again today and he waited almost ’til we reached the corner we go our separate ways to tell me…

Ricky: I have to tell you something, but it’s kind of embarrassing…
Me: Oh gawd, just say it…
Ricky: Laguna Beach is one of my favorite shows…
Me: PUHA HA HA HA AH AH AH
(At this point, all I can do is laugh…)
Then we passed by this hotel…
Ricky: Isn’t this where Kristen stayed when she came up to visit SF
(Kristen is the main girl in Laguna)
Me: Oh yeah, it kind of looks like it.
Ricky: I have it Tivo-ed at home. I’ll go home and check.

Enough said, Mr. Ralph Lauren model Rick loves Laguna Beach…you heard it here.

I have to say, tho, this guy is a PIMP. We went into this restaurant just to see the decor inside, not to eat, and the hostess was totally flirting with him. She was pretty so I told him he must do something about it and he’s gonna call her. I’ve seen many girls hit on him, even a guy plus a model scout who stopped him when we were walking near Embarcadero Center.

I was looking through the sailing album and I realized, I miss my white twin: (but just like paris hilton and nicole richie, me and my twin are no longer on speaking terms) - that’s hot

I recently had to print a booklet for work that is 24 color pages, front and back, and I needed 100 copies. I called up Kinko’s to get a quote and they told me it would cost around $4,500. I approached my manager and she gave me the ‘are you crazy’ look and said, ‘we have a copier, just print it ourselves.’

I was going to print out one copy on the printer and use the copier to make 99 copies when I realized that our copiers are now hooked up to our network. So, I mapped it to my computer and was pleasantly surprised to find all these neat features, like printing double-sided and having the copier hole punch the paper!!!! I was so ecstatic!!!!

Technology these days…it makes me wanna partake in some Xerox Subsidy…(In case you need reminder: Xerox Subsidy - Euphemism for swiping free photocopies from one’s workplace.)…ha ha…j/k, I would never do that

It started in a blink of an eye. It ended almost as quickly as it started. And somewhere in between, so many words were left unspoken…questions left unanswered…assumptions left uncleared…

A couple of weeks ago, I was talking with 33 about some of the downsides in the world of dating and of course I decided to write about it. It’s nearing a year since I’ve dated anyone…and even longer since I’ve been in a real relationship. I don’t know if I have the heart to do it anymore. Someone broke my heart 5 years ago and since then, nothing has been the same. After him, I was a lot more cautious, holding back, and never giving myself fully because just the thought of having my heart broken again is unbearable. But then again, my heart was already broken so anyone else who came after could not really break it anymore.

You are told to live life with no regrets, but if I can go back, I would tell him the words that I was too scared to say to him, ask him the questions I wanted answered like “what happened? did you ever like me or was I just one of your many conquests?” and clear up the assumptions I made about him and he made about me…I wonder if all that was resolved that all my experiences after would have been a little more meaningful. Instead, I went through the past five years with such a nonchalant attitude. Even if things were unspoken, unanswered, and uncleared, I still just let it go and was whatevers about it, not really caring because I’ve already been through it once before and was so accustomed to the way things were that I’ll just let it add to my past making me even more cautious.

But, the past is the past…and part of learning from your past is being aware of what you did so you don’t repeat it again. And a big part of it is being able to learn a little more about yourself in the process and to come in terms with it. I think I am finally over it. If I ever write about that particular experience/person again, somebody please shoot me.

From Breakfast at Tiffany’s with Audrey Hepburn:
I’M LIKE CAT HERE,
A NO-NAME SLOB.
WE BELONG TO NOBODY, AND
NOBODY BELONGS TO US.
WE DON’T EVEN BELONG
TO EACH OTHER.
(I love Breakfast at Tiffany’s…I even named my board, Board with No Name.)

For Cindy and my housewarming, my big sis gave us a Macy’s Gift Card. We were thinking about what to buy from Macy’s and this past weekend we finally made the following investment:

Oster 12-Speed Combination Blender

Yesterday, I made watermelon juice:

Today, Dai made strawberry banana smoothie:

Maybe during the KFC Party in November, we can make a mean Margarita…

Watch out Jamba Juice, you’ve got competition from C & A Juice Bar…(I wonder how many more times we’ll use the blender before it just sits there and collects dust.)