| It's been awhile. |
[27 Oct 2009|01:03am] |
So... I've been super inactive. Reason being is that I'm now the managing editor for both Ningin.com and GirlyBubble.com. Ningin.com is an Asian pop culture site and GirlyBubble.com is a site dedicated to covering all things cutesy, girly and kawaii. I also maintain a semi-personal blog called Hoy-Psst!. Feel free to follow me on Twitter, or add me on Facebook or Yelp.com.
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| Karaoke Contest Entry |
[28 Apr 2009|01:24pm] |
Me singing in a karaoke contest to get me to Japan to meet Utada. Contestants had to sing a specific song of hers. It's REALLY hard, but I tried my best. I need 100 hits! (from diff people) Your help is greatly appreciated!
EDIT: Um, the audio and video aren't in sync and I don't know how to fix this. :(
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| karaoke in my room |
[16 Apr 2009|12:43am] |
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I am Filipino, therefore I karaoke. In my room.
Don't worry. Not quitting my daytime aspirations.
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| lions, tigers and bears |
[08 Oct 2008|11:03am] |
I have no emotional connection to this song, but I LOVE it. I love that quality of Jazmine Sullivan's voice. You can really feel emotion in her voice. Enjoy:
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| Sincerely, Jane |
[06 Aug 2008|02:48pm] |
Janelle Monae, latest music discovery. A must if you enjoy soul.
Studio version available on youtube.
Stay tuned for a more substantial post.
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| weekend update |
[31 Mar 2008|10:11pm] |
Had a super relaxed weekend that actually consisted of taking naps and sleep beyond the average 7 hours. Zicam did away with sinus casualties of the cold war, but failed to get rid of the headaches and hacking coughs.
Part of me thinks this could be stress-related. All self-righteousness aside, I do get stressed out over work. It’s kind of pathetic. I’m basically killing myself over wanting to be perfect when I haven’t even been there for 2 months. In hindsight, academia was a piece o’ cake. The real world is a whole other can of worms. I’ll say it over and over again, but in all honesty -- there’s still SO SO SO much I’ve yet to learn.
To be realistic, it’s hard to say if they’ll hire me or not. I could surpass their expectations but be cut depending on the financial stability of the agency. BUT EVEN THEN, I’ll have experience under my belt. And youth. I’m young, I’ve got a college degree -- there’s a million directions I could go in. And even more people that would love to be me. I wish I could just read this paragraph to myself everytime I stress out. That’s just me when it comes to things in life that I want.
The beverage addiction forecast for 2008 and beyond reads as follows; 100% chance of a McDonalds iced coffee addiction. McDonalds, I know. But it’s cheap and it tastes just as good as the iced coffee from Dunkin Donuts. I wish California had Dunkin Donuts.
These will be mine soon:
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| hypothermia |
[24 Mar 2008|11:07pm] |
Note to self:
Sunny, warm Southern California weather hardly ever equates to warm coastal waters. In March.
I’m probably just an idiot, but almost every March of my existence has been marked by a nasty cold. It’s the result of me being overly ambitious by taking an idiotic jump into freezing waters. Could you even fight the temptation knowing that it’s March, the sun is beating down and it’s nearly 80 degrees and climates are harsher everywhere else in the nation? I think not. Fortunately for me, Zicam has proven to be a blessing. I’ll have to admit, I was a little excited about being sick for the purpose of being able to attest to the hype. Buy into it, is what I say. Shit works.
Besides my brush with hypothermia, this weekend was filled with barbecues, family and friends. It’s not even officially summer. A taste of things to come, I think.
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| rat = accident |
[09 Feb 2008|10:02am] |
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This week has been pretty bizarre.
Besides bizarre dreams, I woke up earlier this week with not-so-good energy. Not really bad, but just weird...like something was gonna be off about this week. Nothing about the 'rat' lunar new year predictions for this year (of the rat) sounded pleasant. What gives Chinese astrology?! If it's your sign's year, shouldn't only good things happen?
And so... I got into an accident yesterday. Merging from the 605 to the 60, I slowed to let a big rig truck pass me so that it could merge smoothly. But it was huge, going really fast and didn't see me because it was just cutting me off and pushing me out of the lane. Which as luck should have it was occuppied by another big rig truck. I was sandwiched between two big rigs like some Fast and Furious shit. Only, I couldn't Paul Walker my ass out of there underneath the truck. After being sandwiched, both trucks started scraping out the sides of my car. So now the sideview mirrors are gone, and both sides of my (mom's) Honda Accord are scraped up, sitting in the shop. I thought my mom and I were gonna go. But now, we're both alive, and okay. Just headaches and tense muscles, thank god.
Existing is so weird. It's hard not to stop thinking about everything that happened yesterday. How I got from there to here...3:38 pm, having already been to my dermatologist's office, dropped the car off at the shop, celebrated the lunar new year with Mihwan and my family, having already gone to an internship interview, done laundry...
You only get one time, and that is now.
Everyone be safe, be good.
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| my (not so) debaucherous weekend |
[22 Jan 2008|11:11am] |
This weekend was spent in true
'I'm-23-I-live-at-home-still-and-my-parents-were-gone-for-the-weekend' fashion. (read: nothing crazy happened.) Friday night I hung out with Jasmine at the Mandrake, this hip-but-unpretentious bart gallery in LA. 'Bart gallery' is my new term for a bar that's half a bar and half art gallery. It's okay, you don't have to tell me I'm clever -- I already know.
Saturday, I accomplished two of my lifelong dreams made possible by James & Co: go-kart racing and gun shooting. Accomplishing both has changed my life. It's comparable to when Guitar Hero was first introduced into my existence. Racing go-karts, popping glocks -- that's all I want to do these days. Why do both of these cost money!? Take note of the following for birthday gift ideas: go-kart pit passes, shooting range membership, Guitar Hero. Thanks. You have 10 months, kids. Make it happen.
Sunday, I spent the majority of my day at Borders drinking coffee and reading books without paying for them. And talking to the usuals, and even a friend of mine that's currently fufiling his service with the Korean army. And now it is *Monday, Mihwan is back from Korea and finally, I received my California-appropriate winter clothes from Korea. Can't wait for Raye to get back, to visit Jen...and possibly check out Satisfaction at The Continental Room. Parents get back on Wednesday. Of course, you can count on me to go wild until then.
Cheers.
*whoops. posted this to myspace yesterday, forgot to update lj.
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| Philippines > Korea |
[25 Oct 2007|09:36pm] |
Charice Pempengco, 15 year old little Filipino girl with a BIG ASS voice was featured on this TV show in Korea. And let me just tell you, when it comes to singing, Filipinos don't mess around. You don't want to even noraebang with this chick. (ie. This girl was cut in idol shows in the Philippines.)
Flip Pride!
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[16 Oct 2007|09:32pm] |
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feist - my moon my man |
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I. Normally if people ask questions like, "So what's your favorite food?" or "What's your favorite movie?" or "Who's your favorite Spice Girl?" and I respond, "Oh GOSH. Don't even ask!" I don't really mean it. I really mean, "THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME THAT QUESTION SO I CAN TELL YOU ALL ABOUT ME THROUGH ALL MY INTERESTS!" There is however, one question I hate answering.
"So why aren't you dating anyone?"
Or...if you are an aunt of mine, "DO U HEB BOYPREN, HA? U ARE *DALAGA NOW, WERS YOUR BOYPREN?"
Was I supposed to? I must've missed that memo, whoops! I really don't like that question. Not because I'm single and bitter. (Because I'm not!) How should I possibly come up with a decent answer besides, "Oh, I don't know," that isn't quite, "I'm young and selfish and happy kthxbi" Blah.
II. The chiropractor firm called me back for a 2nd interview. Let's just call it a, "Haha, Just Kidding!" interview. I'm afraid if they do decide on choosing me for their marketing position -- HAHA JUST KIDDING! They loved me, I'm sure. But! I SO was not loving their silly pay scale. And it was only my first stab at applying for a job made out of sheer boredom.
III. Stephen Colbert needs to marry me, seriously. His new book is HILARIOUS. I totally would be all for Stephen Colbert writing a book as his Chuck Noblet character from Strangers with Candy.
IV. Yogurt establishment within close proximity of my home = BAD NEWS.
V. Back when I was in college working in the Tastea boba trailer, I had a crush on this guy that would cross through the quad around 3 or 4pm. Super tall. Japanese and white, business major, always dressed in a suit with a suitcase lookin' so put together, professional and with-it. (Don't ask me how I know this much!) I saw him at a club recently, and apparently...when the suit is off, he's THAT creepy guy on the edge of the dance floor eyeing prey. All my college crush dreams, shattered!
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| parent-free weekend recap |
[07 Oct 2007|06:46pm] |
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It's official. I've finally lowered my insanely-high-because-of-Korea alcohol tolerance. In my hungover and pms'd state now, I realize that parting is such sweet sorrow. Superior alcohol tolerance, I will miss you so. Shall you ever return I will welcome you back with open arms, like you were my prodigal daughter.
Parents were gone this weekend, so I did what every 22 yr old that still lives at home does; went out. It was definitely a nice break away from the monotonous domestic life I've been living. It's seriously been awhile since I've felt my own age. Friday I had dinner and drinks with Jason, Saturday danced/drank up a storm to LA Riots' set at the Detroit Bar's 'Discoteca' night with Tweety and Jennifer. It was poppin' last night --I expected a hipster infestation, but the crowd was diverse and dancing non-stop. Today was dim sum and an attempt at Halloween costume shopping with Mihwan. Note to self: go costume shopping when the kiddies are at school. Overall, fun times were had.
Prior to that, I had a job interview in Laguna Hills for a marketing/PR position at some health and wellness clinic. I was reading through job postings out of boredom last week, and thought I'd give this process a test run. The application just required my resume and a voicemail recording of me telling them why I'm so great. I wasn't expecting a call-back because I said I wasn't great...just perfect. I was interviewed anyway. They said I was exciting. I'm going to take that as a good thing. Why would you want to work with someone that wasn't exciting anyways? I'm not going to cry if they don't give it to me, it's my first stab.
Ze end!
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[30 Sep 2007|09:58pm] |
Dear Really-Hot-6'6"-DJ-From-Last-Night,
You don't know me, but I think we had a moment last night. You were taking a break on the patio with your DJ friend, being all cool in your really awesome black t-shirt under your equally awesome black suede blazer talking on your cell phone probably not noticing me across the way. If I'm not mistaken, I think we exchanged glances. If this exchange could've been put to words, I'm sure this is how it would've went down:
"Oh hay Mister DJ Man. You fine, Asian and tall."
"Oh hay. She's hot Asian, and tall."
"Let's procreate and populate the Earth with our tall Asian offspring."
If I have carefully translated our brief quarter of a second eye glance conversation, I will eagerly anticipate your next LA performance. Or if this need to populate the Earth with a taller Asian race is more urgent than the both of us can imagine, I will gladly relocate myself to your probably-swanky-hip-apartment in Nob Hill....San Francisco. If I am clearly delusional, I'll just e-stalk you anyway because I'm bored and creepy like that.
Love,
The Awkward Asian Girl Swooning Over You Last Night.
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