I detest cheesy, sugary terms of endearment. Be original, dammit.

Pho and the rain reminds me of Fred Dong Lee.

Only I would oversleep and be late to my freakin twelfth day of work.

Only I am dumb enough to have a car accident by myself.

Why a boyfriend is necessary ONLY at Magic Mountain:

1. He shall splurge on the very essential $1.50 whipped cream for your funnel cake.
2. He shall carry a backpack filled with warm clothes for you because you have poor circulation.
3. He shall give you a piggyback ride when your feet throb with pain.
4. He shall stand in line for the both of you when it exceeds a 30 minute wait, and although he shall let you cut back in line with him, he shall beat up anyone who cuts in front of him.
5. He shall win you any stuffed animal that you so desire. (For example, a Spongebob Square Pants.)
6. He shall splurge and buy you roasted corn for $2.75. And Dippin' Dots. And frozen lemonade.



I am in dire need of gingkoba. Thus, it is imperative that I record today's memories: "That jack...BUTT." "Kristy! 나 4'10" 아니야! I'm 4'10" and a HALF!" Three hours in line for X, the scariest ride in the entire world. The disgusting gum tree. Hannah's awesome pose on Goliath. Lemon and strawberry Pez. One vanilla creme cookie for sustenance. Sharon screaming three full times while falling on Goliath. Hannah's two-pitched screams. Signs of our aged bodies: pounding headaches, hurting hearts, sore feet, achy knees, hoarse throats, hiccupping/burping fits, dizzy spells. LOTS and LOTS of laughter. Minimal sunshine. Sharon's conquered fear of Viper. Sewon's angelic halo of light. Jane's clever way of standing on her toes. Kristy's Sugary (Sugar-Ray) translucent oil-blotting paper. Useless Dasani water bottles. El Pollo Loco! Funnel cake! The forever banned BCD in the Valley. "Omg, spend the whole day here with my boyfriend?! By the end of the day I'd be so sick of him, I'd break up with him."

Kpxgrlx012: hannah!!!
Kpxgrlx012: omg
Wurzhaberg: psh, dun omg me woman, where on earth you been????
Kpxgrlx012: sweden
Wurzhaberg: miss disappear from face of planet
Wurzhaberg: i thought you came back after winter
Wurzhaberg: did winter just end?
Wurzhaberg: cuz i think its been spring for a while


Kpxgrlx012: who is he
Kpxgrlx012: when did you
Wurzhaberg: .. remember the indian guy i dated frosh year?
Kpxgrlx012: inidan?
Kpxgrlx012: oooooh
Kpxgrlx012: youre bakc with him??
Wurzhaberg: no
Wurzhaberg: its his frosh roommate
Wurzhaberg: hahahahahhah

I believe that everything happens for a reason. Thus I believe that all the little occurrences in our lives always end up exemplifying His perfect plan for us, as we continue to learn about ourselves, life, or those around us.


For example, I believe God intended for me to have only boy coworkers in order that I may be challenged everyday to "think like Jesus and love," so that I will consequently be able to instill more faith into the male species.

While on the 5, I recognized the make and license plate of the vehicle in front of me as that of a friend who I haven’t seen since high school. I pulled up next to the car, glanced quickly to my right, and lo and behold, it was him. It's crazy how a little thing can suddenly launch a deep reverie. I spent the rest of the hour thinking about past memories and how our friendship had abruptly ended. True, it was due to some unpleasant memories, but somehow, you always end up lingering longer on the good ones.



Lunch: I had PHO for the first time in over 8 months today. PHO. I love PHO!




Vecka ett.

I wonder when it was that I lost complete faith in boys.

A definite perk to working with only boys is that I get a bathroom all to myself. =D

No more soon-dae bokkum, KFC, or The Loft's Island Chicken gluttonous fests. No more talks of Korean drama-thons and Omni video-thons. No more looking through discarded advertisements for Michael's coupons in Glendale. No more coaxing Tuxie to come play with us. No more talks of winning the lottery and opening up our own cafés. No más tres pobre mendigas who didn't mind being tres pobre mendigas because we had one another.





Only Hannah can make KFC still look appetizing to me. =]

A new car AND a new job. WOW. Everything always works out for the darnedest reasons. If only I had a new man, today would have been perfectly hunky-dory. I half-kid.



Watching students bike around the USC campus today reminded me of Berkeley and Sweden. I miss both.

I hate talking about myself, but I can't sleep. I cannot believe how taxing this was to complete.


TEN RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME:
10. I have the memory of an elephant. And ears like one too.
9. I detest ugly teeth.
8. I said my first word when I was 9 months old.
7. I do not enjoy the company of stupid people.
6. I like the cathartic feeling of popping pimples and bubble wrap.
5. I only watch the upper right-hand corner of scary movies.
4. I take immense joy in taking ddongs.
3. I am a condiment whore.
2. I don’t know how to cut my fingernails so I usually wait until they break so I can bite them off.
1. I love to poke squishy things like dduk and marshmallows with my index finger.

NINE PLACES I VISITED:
9. Prague, Czech Republic
8. Budapest, Hungary
7. London, England
6. Paris, France
5. Italy
4. Krakow, Poland
3. Berlin, Germany
2. Copenhagen, Denmark
1. Lund, Sweden

EIGHT THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE:
8. Return to Sweden.
7. Learn to play the piano.
6. Churn butter.
5. Learn to sail.
4. Visit all the 7/8 continents and all 50 states.
3. Open up a flower shop or a work at the library.
2. Learn to drive stick.
1. Send my parents to someplace fabulous.

SEVEN WAYS TO WIN MY HEART
7. Be intelligent.
6. Possess the ability to make me laugh until I pee in my pants.
5. Be a voracious eater such as myself.
4. Always strive to be a better person.
3. Have a strong relationship with family and friends.
2. Love children.
1. Love God.

SIX THINGS I BELIEVE IN:
6. Simplicity.
5. The lessons derived from our mistakes.
4. Counting my blessings instead of dwelling on petty frivolities.
3. Everything happens for a reason.
2. Using your strengths to better the world.
1. God’s amazing grace.

FIVE THINGS I'M AFRAID OF:
5. Clowns and anything else relatively scary.
4. That I will get the chicken pox from my kids and die before them.
3. Selling myself short throughout life.
2. Being unable to provide for my parents.
1. Not being honest with myself.

FOUR SONGS ON MY MIND:
4. John Legend- Ordinary People
3. Justin McRoberts- Movie of My Life
2. Remy Zero- Fair
1. Ciara- 1,2 Step

THREE THINGS I TOUCH EVERYDAY:
3. Food
2. Toilet paper
1. Tuxie

TWO THINGS I AM TRYING NOT TO DO RIGHT NOW:
2. Associate myself with people who I don’t want to be around.
1. Stay up past 3 a.m.

ONE PERSON I WANT TO SEE RIGHT NOW:
1. My grandmother.

a duck egg white (6:42:56 PM): oh yeah
a duck egg white (6:43:02 PM): i did the damn bros appreciation
a duck egg white (6:43:05 PM): and i freakin cried
a duck egg white (6:43:09 PM): what the hell



a duck egg white (6:56:43 PM): ...
a duck egg white (6:56:47 PM): u alwayas just copy paste
a duck egg white (6:56:54 PM): and u make me sound all ugly and bitter!
jahndee (6:57:01 PM): ahahha
jahndee (6:57:14 PM): then say something pretty and encouraging
a duck egg white (6:58:00 PM): hahah
a duck egg white (6:58:04 PM): but i never do!!


Hahahaha.

"For a saint is just a sinner who's got back up again."


We can get back up again. It's not too late to get back up again.

I went to Target for the first time since I left for Sweden with Esther and Hannah. I adore Target. To celebrate, I frivolously bought a love-themed photo album which I have absolutely no use for but which I think is very pretty. =]

A Little Slice of Heaven. My new favorite Hallmark card. =]

I've been getting evocative tingles of Sweden.


Six days before I left Sweden, my friends finally told me how ridiculous I looked on my bike, miserably hunched over my handlebars, and with my knees nearly reaching my chest while pedaling.

Six days before I left Sweden, I learned that not only could the bicycle seat be raised, but the handlebars as well.




Jag längtar efter min cykel, SS. =[

I've been home exactly one month now, but it feels much, much longer. I've come back, realizing new and better things about myself, people, and life in general, and it's been difficult to see those who haven't changed at all. And yet paradoxically, it still comforts me a little to encounter the lack thereof to know that it is not concurrent with my own developments. Because then I know it's for myself, and myself alone. And that's a good thing.



"I'd love to go back to when we played as kids,
But things changed, and that's the way it is."
-Tupac.