VEGAS - i'm ocd, obviously

ok ok, so anyone who knows me knows that i obsess about things that i'm looking forward to, and obviously vegas is the big thing for june. (OH, and i also officially graduated today hahahahhaha, that was fun too :D - pictures to come)

i have decided on more things to bring...

- lace baby doll mini dress (i wore this today for my convocation! my mom thinks it's too short, in other words, perfect for vegas hahaha)

- grey tube halter mini dress and turquoise teal baggy t shirt dress (i got these both on a recent shopping trip at winner's for a wicked deal! they're both pretty much one size fits all, or at least, all 3 of us ;p dear elastic hemlines, you are great.)

- cream snake skin gladiator platform sandals (also got these for a crazy good deal! if i wasn't too lazy to post pictures, i would. suffice to say that the heels are so high that when i stepped in to a minor groove on the pavement, i almost broke my ankle hahahah. or perhaps, that is not a laughing matter? O_o)

i am also thinking of getting a pair of platform sandals from brown's (YES they opened a store at west edmonton mall!), they're unusually similar to a pair by stella mccartney... the only difference is that the heel is cork instead of wood and the rest of the detailing is dark brown instead of cream. you like? i am really into the towering giant effect right now hahaha













(photo jacked from the fashion archives)

can i work these? i think so, i have the funniest/weirdest stuff anyway...

OH, i also bought a strapless tiered bandage dress by calvin klein in an azure indigo blue made of a thick satin like material. i can't decide whether i should keep it since it fits/looks alot like a classic dress, but at the same time i can't help but agree with alda that it's a bit common at the same time. strangely enough, a major deciding factor seems to be that the dress weighs ALOT. ridiculous right? new shoes... or new dress. i can only justify one :X

on the downside, i have noticed the formation of a serious belly and love handle area in my mid section. this is so uncool, i hate cardio! nevertheless, i must commit to working out now or risk looking like a muffin top squeezed into... ugh, well, you get the point. i also hate dieting but don't want to turn into serena williams. what a terrible dilemma!

AHHHH so excited, first time to vegas!

Planning to go to Las Vegas with my dear Tum and Kiss! Sosososososo excited even though it's more than a month away... although, the wait will be a double win since Tum is back at the same time!!! (o ^____^ o)(\/)

So far the best package we've found is staying at TI: Treasure Island... ~$500 for 3 nights, from Friday to Monday. Not bad hey?!

My ultimate favorite thing to do before trips is... MAKE LISTS! I already love making lists of things, but combine that with travelling... ahhh heaven <3

Shoes: Is is silly to bring a pair of shoes for each day? No way!!

- Flipflops for wandering in the hotel

- Sam Edelman gladiator platform heels

- Flats to walk around in? Which ones...?????

- What other heels?

Clothes: Hmmm... I hear it is insanely warm there... so no pants?

- Dresses!! Maybe the black AA dress? With gold tube bra...

- Shorts!

- What kind of tops... hmmm...

Maybe I should continue this later and get back to work... I am concerned about which suitcase to bring now too! And how much will I shop? How much room to leave in the suitcase? Ahhhhhh.... I can't wait!

Wasabi peas

One of my favorite snacks... WASABI GREEN PEAS! I don't know how such a simple thing can be so good, but believe me, these things are wicked addictive... in short, they are keeping me sane through this seemingly neverending session of final exams :*(

I'm not sure whether it is something to brag about, but yes, this is me procrastinating to write an entry about how good wasabi green peas are. Don't judge, don't judge, you know you want some EHEhheHEHEHE.

On the bright side, at 12pm sharp this Thursday, I will be free!!! YES, that means that: I, Natalia Wong, have officially graduated from university with a BSc Specialization in Immunology and Infection degree. Ok, so not quite officially, as my convocation isn't until June 4th, but I am still secretly very proud of myself.

( o ^___^ o )/

So... add oil! Only 2 days left!



This is Appachhai Hoppacchai. He makes me giggle to myself whenever I am stressed :]

lose with eloquence, smile

"Nosce te ipsum."

Know thyself. Know that leaving isn't synonymous with losing. Know that everything you pick up has to be put down. Be wise enough to know the answer, smile, and walk away. Stepping back is always the hardest part isn't it? It lets you see that everything isn't as you imagined it right? But it's okay. I don't mind.

As usual, "I'm sorry if I was cruel, I was just protecting myself..."


On the bright side, I am looking forward to catching up with an old friend! I have been craving Thai food for ages now, and the feeling of someone suggesting it is rather exhilarating, especially since Cavan has been rubbing it my face that he seems to have it daily for lunch.

Lately I've finally gotten sick of pho, especially after eating so much of it with Tammy that we both nearly puked in my car. I think the new resolution is to avoid Garden Bakery (a complete DEATH TRAP due to their crazy good snacks) and to stop eating pho at all times of day. Seriously. I'm starting to smell like a beef ball, but hopefully that's just in my head.




OH yea! I completely rearranged my room yesterday. No idea what I was on, but the only thing in it's original place is the bed hahaha. Also, I finally got the picture tile up and going, but I'm thinking of recopying the colorful photos in black and white so that it's more uniform. I really like it, but what do you think?


OH, yes another OH, I'm excited to try and see if I can give myself a fro using the new tiny hair straightener we got at Holt! If I succeed I will post pictures... :]

FUCK YOU ROGERS

I have tried, time and time again, to fucking change my top 10 list. Give me a break buddy, I've tried to change it at least 10 fucking times now, each at different points of time. If I see another error message, I'm going to go straight to their damn booth and ream somebody out.

ANOTHER ERROR MESSAGE. PLEASE TRY AGAIN.

Get the fuck out, I can't wait to get to West Ed and give them a piece of my mind. >:"(

not just chills down your spine, but chills down to your toes

Having weird internal conflicts lately, but only my trio knows why. The added stress from the inevitable exam week isn't helping either - every morning I wake up ready to heave and drive to school thinking, "wow, the world really is black and white," and then every two hours I think to myself, "wow, another cigarette really wouldn't hurt right now," and then every night I roll around for at least an hour before I think "wow, I'm really glad that I bought this economy sized pack of sleep inducing allergy medicine!"

If someone were to describe something quite like this to me, I would, with quite a lot of certainty, tell them that perhaps their world, or maybe a vital artery, was about to collapse.

Yesterday (or was it today?) Maggie texted me asking if I was about to have a nervous breakdown and I laughed it off, but now that I think twice, maybe I should be on the lookout for the symptoms of one. At the moment I'm most thankful for having Tammy in my top 10 so that I can continue texting her random silly messages to keep my mind off things/find out where the next shoe sale is at (haha!) and only regretful that my top 10 doesn't extend to Vancouver :\ (sorry Mags).

What are the signs anyways? I think I may have had one once during my 2nd year of university, but it mostly consisted of me suddenly snapping and then laughing hysterically for a good hour before rolling off the bed and wandering off to wherever I was supposed to be next. Nothing too dangerous.

I recently read a manga where the protagonist had similar experiences and eventually it turned out that it was really the omen of death ahead. Apparently there was a death god following her around, setting up traps to kill her off! How mean! And sneaky. If I were faced with death, I don't think I'd appreciate it if it were to die by a falling flowerpot. Mind you, at this rate, I wouldn't appreciate death by any means because that would mean a great summer ahead wasted.

The funny thing is, since my last trip to Asia, if there are no pending travel plans ahead and I have nothing to look forward to, my mood will deteriorate to the point where I suddenly start partying too hard to sleeping too much. There's a term for this: REVERSE CULTURE SHOCK.

At this rate, I can only hope to finish school quickly so I can move away to Berlin (with Mags) and Japan (with... myself hahaha).

I wonder if I was painting something right now, what would I paint? I think a deep purple/black lump of coal? No, scratch that. I would paint bold beautiful colors in the background and then cover it with black crayon, like in the old days, where you would then proceed to scratch off the thick layer of black crayon to create a negative photo finished effect. Maybe I can convince someone to assist me in this endeavor. What would the subject be? I will have to think more about this...

It feels good to type all this... like vomiting self-centered psycho-babble, I know, but fuck it feels good. (Also a good way to procrastinate from having to edit this stupidass Classics paper.)

You know what's funny? How you can say that you don't want something so badly and then suddenly the tables are turned and you feel like you have to eat your words. Now that, that is an awful, stomach churning feeling. Perhaps this is the true reason behind my angst. I hate divulging too many details concerning other people since it's not really nice to post these things without their permission, so I will have to be discrete in getting my point across.

I suppose the direct translation of the term I'm thinking would be "flower heart". But it would sound stupid to say "I have a flower heart" so I won't. Or perhaps, it should be the butterfly who flies from one flower heart to the next and has lots of fun and kills all the flowers in the process after drinking all their nectar.

I'm not sure that makes sense, but I do know that I'm hungry. And that my throat is starting to hurt. Ugh...

fire me up for the last weekend of life before death

So... forget the kicking addictions bit in the last post. Fuck it, I dig it so bite me. As Maggie would say,

"It's easier to beg for forgiveness, than to ask for permission."


I'm sure my body will accept my apologies in a year, I'll serve it on a platter with Tuxedo cake and a big glass of milk. Can't complain right?



Gnarly weekend, I think this photo of us all doing splits pretty much sums it up.

...leave a little to the imagination, that's what I always say...








So Jordan and I discovered something bizarre...
Wrigley's DOUBLE MINT will glow neon green after chewing it with a pint or two.

Should we be questioning why a wad of gum is glowing like fucking KRYPTONITE?

time to...

...start studying again

...lose 15 lbs, maybe 20 for good measure T_T

...kick my addictions - hahahahha no more smoking until I lose my voice/drinking until I blackout/reading mangas and watching dramas until I can't wake up the next day/etc. etc.

...save money for CALIFORNIA ROAD TRIP and HONG KONG!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

AND OF COURSE...
...stop showing off my weird lips by making funny faces heheheheh V_V

WE LOVE OKONOMIYAKI 「お好み焼き」 <3

On a roll with the cooking frenzy!

Today Tammy, Alvin, and I made okonomiyaki (something like Japanese pancake pizza). AND we're good at it! Or at least, Alvin and I are good at cooking, while Tammy is good at decorating... <3 Also watched Boondock Saints for the first time... Other than the fact that the movie lived up to its cult classic expectations, I think we were more so rendered speechless by how hot the two brothers were... kakakaka

So after I got home, I got in a 3 hour fight with my stupid color laser printer - I tried relieve a paper jam stuck in the one fucking place that could NOT be removed, it tried to eat my hand alive.

@$#%!@$!@#!@#@!$#$#^$%^%&&$%^!!!!!

After mangling my hand and finally getting all traces of paper out using an arsenal of different screwdrivers, tweezers, and steak knife, the ink transfer is somehow fucked and now everything prints in a stupid washed out pastel.

Fuck you, you stupid constipated printer who is diarrhea-ing my notes. T_T