I had introverted personality. I grow up not seeing my father much so I hang with only females. I used to cry when I saw mailman. I remember my mom made me go to kids camp so I will come out from my shell. I was into playing the duct flute by myself. It got stolen many times. Boys were mean. They would ring my door bell and run. I fucking hated my school.  I used to daydream what if someone made this medicine and everyone will fall in love with me. (It’s called Roofies now.) I had my first boyfriend in 5th grade. He looked like monkey. We broke up because he had dirty nail. Young love…Didn’t we used to like someone as a kid for simplest reason? 

Anyone has i phone? Do you like it? I have blackberry but everytime I want to use,I have to type my password. Open face phone has own will. (especially in my purse.)He  called  Japan, long distance in my non-free minuite in past.  I don’t like phone. I hate text msg too. That’s what girls with chihuahua do. I found my phone in my fridge next to melonbread.  I’m old fashion girl. I contact by smoke signals. I’m going out to eat now, bye for now..chow now…

I know Forest Whitaker was great in it, I know that was based on true story of Ugandan dictator Amin but not my favorite movie. THANKS NETFLIX for referring this movie because I liked Blood Diamond. This movie is good, but after taste is horrible. I couldn’t look at bacon or any cut meat. I lost my appetite and end up eating cookies and candies. This is definitely not the movie to watch by yourself with headphone in the closet with your laptop thinking that you will have Dolby theatre. At 10 am. I saw soy-sauce on red leather chair, freaked out thinking it’s blood. I don’t think it was even original. It was low sodium ones. I felt sissy. People used to call me bulldog in a skirt.  I can’t sleep now.. waaa P.S.I love, love love all your comments. But Do not use my blog to promote your own shit. ex) I want to go out with Aiko. No. Aiko decided to focus on herself for now. I think some posts and bulletins are funny.I like people here. Have you notice on myspace? I get the post like ” Aiko call me, I lost your number.” I’m like” I don’t know you, how could I? You live in Israel. “ 

LA Film Festival

AliveNotDead.com = sexiness.

sun rises from east of my ass..world is beautiful.

Danny Cho is my sensei.

Remember I told you guys I shot something with Fujji Takashi?(crazy tv host from “lost in translation.”.) That was on the air last sat. http://www.mitsuwa.com/topnews/eindex.php?n=16every Sun ksci 18(utb) last week, I was eating baked mushroom he cooked. I think I told you how nice he was and he picked up my toothpick after I ate. Who would do that!! Try to catch me, one of the episode I will have a mohawk. So hot. Madox got nuthin on me.I have more stuff to come,working with Japanese productions lately. Stay tuned.

So…. I got a comment saying I’m wrong bout what I say. Everyone has their own opinion. Some vote for Obama, some vote for maccain. No right or wrong. I want my fans to give me a freedom to express what’s on my mind. I can be just like other model and blog bullshit like” I went to the mall and went out and there was (omg!)this really cute guy there.lol.” But that’s not who I am. I  used to be very shy kid as the way I think is bit off and weird. But now I know there is some people out there reading my blog after shitty day at work or after a bad break up. If my blog makes people smile, that’s what I’m here for. Do I want you to agree with everything I say? Hell no. But did I entertain you today? I hope so.

I went to eat chinese food. It was fun. It was four of us. In my head I was thinking “This is like asian spice girl. Posh spice,baby spice. Women like to say sex in the city but they are sluts.(not that spice girls are classy and all..) After that we went to red mango(=pinkberry.) My ancester would be so honored to see me right now. I ate sesame chicken, went to have yogurt with mochi. I should be carrying sword and wear kimono while doing that. I’m born to be wild fob.

Here are some reasons why it’s cool to be a girl

1) When we look bad, we can just paint our face. Man gotta deal with reality.

2) We can have girls night.  when men plan boys night out, that means you are gay. Girls often wear same dresses to go out. Man can’t pull that off. I can’t neither. That brings back the memories of living under a communist dictatorship in my village back home. We all had to wear hello kitty underwear. Women and men.

3) Boys are attracted to the things run on oil.  Cars, Jets, Government, and nachos. Now that oil is expensive and hard to get, female get more power. We have female trying to be  a prez. Back in the 70’s when there was a oil shock, we had female power movement. you know ‘cus female doesn’t have that much interest in oil. We are into pink, shiny sparkly surgery things. 

 I just went to “I sold it on ebay store” to sell my Prada shoes. Me and my gf got it together, but oh well. I’m materialistic fob so I need to see some logo.Prada don’t shine out enough for me. Fobs love logos, don’t we? I get heartburn looking at old lady fobs sometimes. She would have Fendi sunglass,coach purse, gucci boots and Chanel ski wear in the middle of summer. Once I saw Chinese restaurant “mercedes.” in NJ. Mercedes and Porsche doesn’t fit well unless you are black stripper. ( You might use Chanel.) What was I talking bout? oh, yeah. My Prada shoes. You know how much it was sold for? $25. Are they fucking kidding me? I would have made that money selling lemonade on the street. 

I went to nobu with my gf the other nite. I like the one in Miami better. I saw puff daddy there. He was more like puff shorty. and here I go again with my mouth. ( speak no evil, hear no evil.) pardon me,  I said he was so tall I thought he was black yao ming. It’s just another trendy place that serves raw food so men can get laid.I always feel urge to put wasabi beans in my nose and shoot up towards people. Random white peeps told me that my blog is funny. That’s when you know you are doing  aiiight. When white people tell you you are swell.Instead of me going to San gabriel Boba shop and people ask me to sign their chopsticks.  Yes, indeed. I  like making people smile. If people can forget bout bullshit they are going through( and I just reminded to your ass. hahaha) by reading my blog, I’m very happy!  Thank you for the comments too xl, peachies,el, Leanne,erik, Philip,massimo,sniop,luci,matt and many more.  nite nite.