sooo packing to get ready for my drive down to socal =D taking a  moment from vacuuming and cleaning up alex’s room… as much as i’ll miss waking up to his mounted pictures of black and white naked guys… and the sun coming through the window at 6 am… i ‘m going to miss this apt so much more.. connie at my wedding you can join maressa at the reception and bang gongs to make it more chinesy and yes wear the double happiness signs… ok soooo .. off i go! =Dweeeeee… watch me fall asleep on the road.. i slept in so much thanks to wonderful melinda who wanting me to drink more.. and finally i was like.. ok if i finish this whole will you quit smoking.. and she was like.. okok… and then. i finished it after.. she was like.. after august i will… sooo if she smokes in front of me.. i get to punch her in the face or make her do girly stuff like get facials with me.. =D unfortuantely melinda.. i don’t have ginormous boobs like urs to soak up all the alcohol hehe soooo i drove home.. and omg.. it took so much concentration to focus on the road and then some idiot kept trying to cut in front of me; however, my competitive side woudln’t let him in.. i think i was bitter over the fact that he had a cobra.. wahhh i want a cobra! anyway so jason kept me awake and sane on the phone.. until i coudln’t multitask anymore and then i went back talked on the phone some more until i started sleep talking and mumbling about some blonde girl which creeped him out a bit since i guess he’s never heard someone sleep talk on the phone.. hehe .. ohhh wellll

and i thought i ran into glen at the club.. and i was sooo certain it was glen.. melinda nad i were like.. Glen! but it was his twin brother ray.. i have to keep that in mind. i’m sure he’s sick of being called glen.. and ten i ran into michelle princess michelle hehe she looked so pretty and yeah that’s the gist of it.  It was fun until a certain point where i felt way too suffocated and nauseated by the massive amounts of dirty groping guys around me so …gave melinda and her friend a quick hug and peck on the cheek and went back to my car.  by the way. i have a newfound hatred for the streets of san fransisco.. all those one ways scared me sooo much! eek… i was lke.. why are there headlights coming at me.. and panicked and made the fastest u turn i’ve ever made in my life while my heart was pounding insanely fast.  ok time to get going!
yay for 424 landfair my new home! hehe

so as a farewell to me and maressa for the weekend us three decided to go out with the guys to a local club at berkeley.  I had gotten cocky about my id since sf was so lax about it i was like.. dood i got this… who needs to bust out heels to look 5’7″ or wear a buttload of makeup to look older? its fine.. so off we went to henry’s

when we got there maressa got in..buutttt the dude wouldn’t let me in..he scanned the id.. looked at me i recited everything.. but thenn.. this ass.. just reminded me of the security people at century.. he gets five thumbs up for being a total asshole. Since i didn’t want to get diana’s id taken away.. i went back to the apartment accompanied by maressa’s guy friend was it derek or chris? anyway… we walked back and it was ok cuuuzzz then i jumped right into bed and went on the phone but sadlyyyy… sommeeeonnnee had better things to look up online and said they’d call me back so i fell aslepp…. with the phone in my hand.. untilllllll
all hell broke loose and drunk girls/guys rushed into my room.. i had just woken up.. omg
it was like…
it was like this

sirina looks confused.. SHEE’S NICE! SHE DIDN’T BOMBARD MY BED


and here’s chris who took much delight in the fact that i was getting mauled by drunkards… seee i jussttt woke up! omg… too painful

as grumpy as i was initially i do love maressa haha… and she knows it.. i like how she’s going to miss my id more than she misses me!!

awwww. this summer has been so much fun !! connie as much as that figurine thing scares me … i’ll keep it.. hahah.. serously though.. it creeps the heck out of me.. so i’m wondering what the other figurines look like if this was the onlyh normal one

and THIS is what i missed out on that night… hmmmm

connie went and attacked everyone.. i’m assuminnggggggg there’s just a lot of roomate love here.. stop cheating on me maressa!!!! i don’t appreciate it!

and next! hehee.. tequila shots? this reminds me of what we did in mexico =)

YAY!!

Look at that lucky guy huh?

hmmm? i don’t like the hand thingysss!!!! too agc.. no no no stop it!

and it continues.onto the streets of berkeley

*squint squint

i’m going to have to say that this is THE maressa face when she takes pictures.. hehe like the shy demure but come hither at ur own risk face eheheh

AND HERE is back in my room

ehehe.. sorrryyy girls.. i’m exacting my revenge on you two for barging into my room and jumping on a peacefully sleeping c.dai.. and the pictures are beautiful… connie and maressa will probablly attempt to kill me once they see pictures are up… BUT ehehei’ll be in L.A. already… its so sad.. i’m going to miss living here a lot

“There is a reason your past didn’t make it into your present; for this reason he or she should not be a part of your future.”-CD

“Remember these three key words to a successful marriage – ‘Yes my dear’ ” -JY

… homie here knows what he’s talking about

ur not such a typical asian girl because ur not obsessed with having loads of expensive purses

i have like one expensive purse that’s enough besides =D i don’t need purses to make me look pretty muahahha jk – cd

yeah you need plastic surgery-JY

- cd

wahhhhhhhhhhhhhh-cd

ok so apprently i have a job of updating my xanga to keep people like connie and james amused during work… but connieee. my beloved roomate won’t even cook korean bbq for me!!! annnnddd ur lazy ass is sleeping on the couch and i’m staring at ur head.. i think i’m going to put a post it on ur face now… property of christine dai muahhah ehehe.. annndd i just took a classic picture of it.. i wonder if maressa will post those pictures of us being stupid and girly.. anyhoo we went to this adorable thai / laotian place today at berkeley on shattuck it was like a garden setting and for four people only 37 dollars we got a spicy duck.. which was pretty good even though i’m pretty weaksauce wihen it comes to spicy food… and the pad thai was amazing, fried tofu with sweet and sour sauce, and a papaya and calamari salad. A buttload of pictures later, a very full and bloated maressa sirina christine and stephen walked out down the garden path back to stephen’s car with the oakland A’s teddy bear dangling from the rearview mirror. So maressa was like. i wanna meet someone laotian and i was like. i bet our waiter was laotian.. i had never seen a laotian dude before.. but i was confident that he was laotian if i ever saw one! but since i hadn’t i was just b.s.ing..

Mr. laotian / watever he was… came over to take our orders.. and smiled .. and bright metal flashed.. our little group of four looked at each other and thought.. was that a grill? was he a laotian guy with a grill? or were they just braces? hahah.. how bizarre huh…. so we speculated that he MUST have been from oakland/richmond and he was laotian with a grill! hubba hubba.. now that was sexiness…. ahaha. .no jk. he was so not attractive.. and he didn’t bring out chopsticks… I had to go get chopsticks AND the check later… dood.. talk about bad service.. but then again.. who am i to complain.. i’d be the worst waiter ever… like.. if me and anna ever became waiters.. dear lord… i’d get fired in about a week for being absent minded and she’d probably beat some guy up if he asked her for ice. can’t you just imagine it… anna saying “go get ur own damn ice” and then she pummels him.. i’d just be like. huh… dood oooo doo.. walk away talk on the phone while i serve the food… which is probably why i would never be able to be a bartender. .too much multitasking i’d spazz out

i have majooorrr food coma now connie is currently eating string cheese so sheee didn’t come out to dinner iwth us cuz she ate a cow on steroids this after nooon.. she just said that..i thought it was hilarous… the ribs were big.. so she said the cow was on steroids!!! i love this girl.. hehehe.. ok so maybe its kinda a moment thing.. anyway.  ohhhhh so .. apprently it was a pig on steroids.. cuz ribs came from a pig?? i totally thought they were from a cow.. no wonder gtheyre so good.. well regardless i still like steak.. big juicy slabs of steak medium rare more rare!! with blood oozing out when i cut into it.. mmmm… by the way… Boa steakhouse is like… delicious! and when u drink wine with that juicy slab of bloody steak.. its like heaven.. seriously who needs drugs when u can eat steak and shop and then frollic on the beach.. by the wayl… just cuz i’m rambling now.. drugs are bad.. bad bad bad.. In my most humble opinion drugs are for pathetic people who arne’t completely happy with reality and instead of doing something about it to change it for the better they choose instead to escape from it.. and what do these sad people do? they turn to drugs which temporarily create a shallow, and evanescent pseudo reality in which everything is happy and pleasant and fun.. yay.. woopdee doo.. but … when the drug wears off… everything just sucks.. and because druggies are a total bunch of weak minded cowards they have to retreat back to this reality and that’s how they get hooked mentally.. physically/chemically drugs block the reuptake of seratonin which is what gives drug users that lift and initial happiness.  Drugs for most purposes are not only detrimental to a personas health but also it hurts the people around him / her.  SEeing someone’s body deteriorate from drug use is probaly the worst feeling ever. One feels helpless and frustrated.As happy as drugs initally make the user it could never keep one happy forever.  This is because the central nervous system supports a web of mutually inhibitory feedback mechanisms.  In response to a fleeting increase in mood mediating monoamines in the synapses, neuronal receptors and genes reregulate.  Therefore, no real long rterm benefit is extracted from the use of these heinous substances.  No drug or chemical can possibly yield the sustained activation of intracellular signal transduction cascades needed to surmised the hedonic needs of our bodies.  Therefore, its a lose lose situation.. god this rambole jsut came out of nowhere i think its from living with my gdi high school friends so long.. its like enhancing the anti drug person in me =) but seiorusoy though.. i have a lot of respect for those who have done it and quit for someone or for themselves.. that shows a lot of character =)

club number two club suede was much better than envy much much much better.. but then all good things must come to an end for when the club lights turned off and normal fluroescent lights came on, the harsh lighting heralded stark reality.. and reality is very very not attractive.. seoirusly.. its like by the end of the night the drunk effect and the dark effect which made some people quite pretty wore off and that is why you leave the club before the lights go on. 

at club suede.. ok so i was about to drink it.. buttt then.. it just turned out wrong

you thinki woudln’t run into any agla people there.. but lo and behold an old lambda and an old omega. hahah how random.. oh yeah i ran into evie too!!!! she was drunkie off her butt =) and yelled outloud.. what are u doing here.. ur not 21… haha

me blowing off some poor guy who went clubbing in a flannel t-shirt hit me today .. she told me that his friend was like.. your friend over there was so mean to him he went over to the bar and had five drinks by himself.. at first it was kinda funny but in retrospect maybei shoduln’t have blown him off right away.. but then again he did spill his dark drink over my white shirt.. and i did spend five minutes trying to clean it off.. so i geuss one drink by himself for each minute that i spent trying to clean my shirt? that seems well worth it but

pet peeve guys who dance with a full drink in their hand like durrrrrrrr  go figure

what would i do without my pledge sis’? you guys are always there for me =) makes me feel loved and warm and tingly inside.. but yes. .isn’t that totally creepy and can we all say no      life?  but to those girls that i talked to .. thank you for being there for me and supporting me  when i needed you.

woot woot theta oh me and deanna and catherine and deanna’s friend are driving down next thurs! happy birthday to vicki this sunday yay for new roomate and harmony night next weekend! ehehe

the second good thing.. i can watch the sun rise and go jogging yayuh!

i believe a magazine over my face, a fat fish in my lap, and his big sis’s pillow as a blanket would be a suitable do no disturb sign… butt apparently mr. robert is above the law and the fact that we went to high school together doesn’t give me any immunity to paparazzi rob thus… this happened.. see how productive i’m being at berkeley?

but everyone look at my fat fish!! isn’t he totaly cute?? deanna would think so but lorraine would take one look and get a very disgusted look on her face my nemo’s like a fluffier smaller version of joanna’s nemo.. haha.. he’s so fat and chubby.. mr. nemo keeps me company and is currently squashed under me as i write this entry.. mr. nemo doubles as a stomach propper upper too i couldn’t stop laughing whne i discovered him hidden under other fat stuffed animals so i decided that since he makes me laugh uncontrollably…he’s worth buying… stuffed animals are pretty pointless and i’m usually not a big fan butttttt…. i’ve found a keeper… i wake up to his rotund face looking at me every morning.. !!!! =D ya’ll dont get jealous now

well that was anticlimatic… so i leave la with two of my lover diana’s surplus ids i am miss jungwon (28) and maressa is now miss laurie(21) and then i do a double take… 28!!!! while robert laughs at me… i look like i’m 12!!! I did’nt realize this until i was at his house and by the way.. robert shen  is a computer god! my vaio looks even more cute!! and its like..super adorable he put these things called widgets on… kinda useless but it looks cute! which is pretty much my whole laptop anyway. 

so me and maressa went with connie to the club and while we were standing in line we were like.. dude there’s no way we’ll get away with this because we look nothing like our ids.. AT ALL! but when the security lady gave my id a cursory glance i did’nt know whether to be more insulted or relieved… i decided that i was both.  Upon entering the club hmmm how can i fully describe the scene…well it was just sad… the scene was    SADDD!!

i mean.. how many bald headed earring wearing goatee growing guys could there be in one spot you may ask..? oh you’d be very surprised.. i was so grossed out.. like majorly grossed out… seriously throughtthe whole night i would have given anything to be magically transported to my 18 and over agc asian clubs yes even century with their obnoxious security…I now have a newfound respect for asian clubs =) so there i was thinking it would get better.. but it just got worse

i gave my first pity dance yesterday.. yup.. the pathetic little baldie came up to me and instantly i was overpowered by the nauseating smell of axe.  Yes it did smell good in the beginning when it first came out but when guys started using it as cologne well that scent is now categorized as oober cheap.. on the other hand… old spice body wash smells really good…. that i like… =D so back to my pity dance after having rudely turned down guys who think theyre really cool if they just start dancing next to you i was ready to tell this guy off too but then he surprises me and goes “Can i pleasee dance with you?” and i was like   ummm i ‘m a little tired” and he’s like… “ok! i’ll come back later and leaves with a ginoromous smile” i go watevever and don’t think much of it.

no joke.. five minutes later he comes back like some sick puppy dog and goes..”may i please have this dance” chivalry is usually very admirable but i didn’t know whether to laugh or cry cuz he just didn’t get it… and he had this disgusting hopeful look on his face that i was like.. ok i’ll dance only for a few minutes because i have a bf and on the condition that you dance over there… whereupon i pointed to a spot about four feet away from me .  Surprisingly he wasn’t that bad of a dancer compared to all the hooligans getting stupid around us buuttt nevertheless looking at his glistening head his hoop earrings and little goatee sickened me so much that after about two seconds into the dance i stopped and said “ok that’s enough it was very nice to meet you” shook his hand and sent him on his merry way. I turned around looked at maressa and connie, rolled my eyes, and all three of us burst into hysterical laughter . At the moment that incident was so sad that it had to be let out of my system somehow..  I called kayu to tell him what happened… he didn’t make it anybetter he thought it was funny… psh no sympathy.. woe is me!

what i learned from being in a 21 and over club.. one) drinks lose their novelty because theyre so easily accesible, two) cute guys = close to none, guys who can dance= nope, guys who think they can get girls way out of their league= plenty~!  seroiusly the first time someone tried to put his filthy hands on my waist i was like.. woah woah woah back off buddy..apparently my  if- you- want- my- red- stilletos- in- your- ugly- face- if- you-so -much- as- put- ur- hands- anywhere- near- me translates in club language as  yes please- grope- me- i- like- it .

I was so mad and sick of swatting away hands that by the end of the night i had a lot of anger in me.  Looking around i noticed other equally flustered girls who were busy batting away grossness in the flesh.  As we were walking out of the club i was seething and just thinking “i’d like to see some idiot try again” but no surprise i suddently felt a surreptitious tap on my right hip as i was walking whereupon i turned around found my target and commenced to unleash the wrath of christine dai on him.  After cornering him while holding maressa back i let him know exactly how i felt about him and how disgusted i was at the mere sight of him so how dare he even think about touching me until i got all the  revulsion out of my sytem.  I left that loser who flinched whenver i made a move toward him in the corner , regained my compsure,and calmly left the club vowing never again to go to a mixed 21+ club.