good times gonna come

Kressler says all she hears about is me getting drunk. I hope she's not tired of it. ;) in an effort to get caught up here, let's start at the end of last week.

on friday we hit Bar 330, and then later traversed on over to the bars in fullerton. i HATE Ziing's, but somehow we always end up there. because i knew i wanted to get super drunk the next night, i kept the drunkenness on the dl.

the following night happened to be a celebration for graduating UCI friends. (oh, brings back good memories of my own. ;) a slew of us went to Hollywood Canteen and merriment ensued. as i mentioned before, there are bruises that i can't accout for and fuzzy, shameful flashbacks that keep coming back to me. suprisingly enough, no hangover the next day!

which was a good thing for the next day, sunday, Lisa and i saw the awesome Rilo Kiley at the Wiltern. they ROCKED. more concert fun was to be had on tuesday when a few of us drove up to Ventura to catch Lifehouse live at the Majestic Ventura Theatre. (they also ROCKED.) they had a show at the House of Blues in anaheim on Wednesday, but we couldn't catch that show because we went to see Grease that night. Grease is near and dear to my heart and the show was quite lovely, but i've seen it in another production before and admittedly, the previous one was better. still, Danny Zucco was totally awesome and rockin'. *sigh* bad boys and cliches beware.

after Grease, the Lindas and i went bar-hopping on Main St in huntington beach. we only stayed at one bar long enough to take a shot and flirt with a cute guy if happened to be nearby. following that, we went to MJ's as she packed for her flight to Thailand the next morning. i drank more whilst at her apartment and paid the price in the morning with the godawful most terrible hangover in the history of my life. after i ran out of food and liquor to vomit, i started yakking my stomach acid. TER-RI-BLE. if you spoke with me or saw me the following day, i need say no more. well... except to say that it's tuesday now and i'm still healing.

i didn't venture out again until saturday, and even then i could only swallow a few drinks (ok, so i had like four...) mainly, i was there to get my friends drunk... and how!

yesterday was monday and i had a day off. i slept nearly all day. it was looooooooooooooooooovely. that seems to be the theme for the rest of the week as i've got verra little planned (save for Lisa's Bday event sometime at the end of the week, w00t!) if anyone's bored, gimmee a call. i'm bound to recover soon. ;)

what a girl wants

often hard to verbalize what one wants. was hard to verbalize what one does not want... at least in another language...

tính tình nhu nhược mềm yếu

tequila!

actually, didn't drink any tequila. had a lot of grey goose though.

there's a mysterious cut/bruise on my left hip.

i came home saturday night drunk as the day is bright, but somehow managed to take off my contacts and hang up my jacket.

the mission was to get super-drunk. mission accomplished.

a lot of people must yak outside of Hotori... it can't just be me and my friends.

good times. ;)

never leave your side

my wifey, my mistress, and my one true love.

video killed the radio star

mr. & mrs. smith: GOOD.

batman begins: GOOD.

that about does it for the movies i was dying to see this summer. a few other look interesting, but these were the two that i was itching for. any foo-foo romantic comedies coming soon?

rock a bye baby

another late night, with so many thoughts to express, yet too many ZzzZzzzz's to be manufactured.

she's so lucky

i'm lucky.

you oughta know

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shake shake shake

Earthquakes: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

what a feeling

i liked my hair a lot in this picture, and also, i think he's so adorable. :)

we're zany to the max

drunk checkers? first i lost, twice... though in all fairness, the second round i lost by less. then we played psoy and i fared better with that, but not by much. then, in an episode that was similar to one last year in san diego (albeit, not as the sun was rising) we all changed and trotted over to the jacuzzi, which i suspect, is where i must've gotten this giant bruise on my right arm. i have no recollection of when it happened, but falling down a lot must've been in the repertoire.

i woke up in the living room alone, wrapped in a towel. i crawled into m's bed. in the morning, i had to pee. i almost yakked, so i stayed in the bathroom just in case. m knocked on the door around mid-morning to find me asleep on the bathroom carpet.

i left irvine for home at 4 pm, an insane move on my part considering that i was once a zot-zot commuter and should've known that traffic at that time on a friday would be nightmare. it took me an hour and a half to get home. while driving on the 55, with one hand on the wheel and another handling a plastic bagged, i yakked.

once again, bringing a new level of form to the art of the hangover.

we are animaniacs

a strange condition

whenever i read the 'comments' on my myspace page, i think that strangers must get the impression that i'm a career drunk and lush.

and then i think, it's always good to get the right impression. *shrugg*

;)

it just takes some time, little girl

i'm biting the bullet... starting next week, i'll be working the 40 hour life. initially, i decided i would only work a few odd hours here and there just to get back into the business, but after examining my spending habits and my last credit card bill, i realized that i NEED to work. and anyways, it will serve has preparation for my future working life, post-education. ;)

that said, these past few weeks have been extraordinarily relaxing and lovely. out of my goals for the summer (besides that of chillaxing with the friends and family), i've happy to report that i've already finished a couple books and i also have been maintaining a moderately stable schedule of working out at the gym. just a few other goals to hit and this summer could prove to be quite fruitful.

yesterday i went to a barbecue that was up in the mountains by La Canada. i'm definitely a city girl at heart (if not a sub-urban girl) but being out in nature was quite nice. there was a river with freezing cold river that the boys (being boys) waded into and splashed around in. after the eating, we hiked (most of us rather reluctantly) up and down the mountain to check out a waterfall, which admittedly, was very pretty. someone had said that the hike would be a mile there and then a mile back. LIES! it was actually about two miles there and two back (about 3 hours all together), but a little exercise never killed anyone. it was actually kind of fun to jump over rocks and balance on trees. i fell at one point and am now nursing a brusied kneed. also, i feel some soreness in my ass, which leads me to believe that the hike was a good workout for my toosh!

some highlights:

last week, i went to work hungover and threw up twice. now THERE'S something i haven't done in a while.

buddies jack, simon and patrick came to pick me up for dinner. right when they rolled up, my mom came home and saw them. she gave me an unhappy look, but i was not later regaled with any lectures of disapprovement. amazingly enough, mom's letting go of her little girl.

because of boston, beer has become a large part of my liquor consumption. oh well, it's less expensive than cocktails. =)

damn you ebay!

love the beach, but trying to hide from the sun. thus, i have purcahsed a giant umbrella that will now go with me everytime i hit the beach (for bonfires or bbqs or otherwise). that, combined with the lack of sun that boston receives, has turned me into one verra pale-skinned mofo.

with no 8 am classes looming over my head, i've logged in many hours of sleep. sleep is nice.

and as such, i will say good night now. peace and joy always.