pulling a gwyneth paltrow.

in a text conversation about new names...

"Okay call me pineapple. No, papaya. I like it when you call me big papaya bahaha."

my grandparents are coming to visit us in november and they're staying until the new year!

best news i've heard in a really long time.

i'm obsessed with my gparents, no lie. it's hard to not be obsessed with two people who send me 10 lb boxes of tangerines and guavas. also, for most of my childhood, my gparents lived in vietnam. then they came to california but then we moved to texas. so i've only had them in my life for about 3 years altogether! so to have my gparents lounging in our living room and going to restaurants and zoos and botanical gardens with them, these all add up to the best news ever.

*also, halloween/halloween season is coming! right now, i'm sitting by a window my mom forced me to open. a cold ass breeze is coming in and i love this weather.

current obsessions:

1. kate lanphear

for a while now, i'll read/creep anything relating to lanphear, the senior style director of elle. she has an online cult following because (reverting to my 8th grade self) she's just REALLY COOL. i joined her fb fan page.

2. frozen yogurt

i'm not sure what it is about frozen strawberry+banana yogurt topped with more strawberries and blueberries but i'm in love. i think it all started with the pinkberry theme song becky and i used to sing in our dorm room late at night. "sorry ice cream, i'm dreamin of a different dessert..."

3. blindingly bright nail polishes

what can i say? i love to unleash my inner flamboyance while simultaneously blinding passerbys and acquaintances.

4. my double chin

it's like a muffin top smuggled under my chin. i will refer to my DC as a muffin smuggler from now on. it is the cousin of the raisin smuggler but 20x more durrrty.

5. reinventions
of self, of surroundings. everything! but will i actually do any of it? meh. creepiest picture ever, btw.

boom! i got your virginity.

said i to my new blogspot.

after give and take 6 years of being in a dedicated blog relationship with xanga, i have decided to move on.

given that i was not the most attentive lover to my xanga, only posting every few weeks hurr and thurr, i will try to be a better internet addict and write/love/sum up my questionable summer days more often.

so i ran on the treadmill today. i don't ever exercise other than walking around a mall/to class/to the fridge so it was hell. pure hell. i would have started crying if i didn't sweat all the moisture out of my body from that half a mile.

now i'm thinking about people who look like prunes.