If you're a girly girl, let me ask you this...
Do you miss having to watch Sex & the City episodes at night? Or those re-runs they have on other networks? Do you miss having to watch out for the next ensemble Patricia Fields will put Carrie Bradshaw in? Do you miss following trends that the sexy gals wil wear depending on your mood?
Well I do and it sucks...
Since the Sex&theCity movie came out and went it felt like there is no real fashion anymore on TV. Yeah there is Gossip Girl but for the most part, it still is different with Sex & the City. Patricia Fields is a genius!!! Through her, each SATC gal owns their look and character. Enough about that...I'll blog about the fashion stuff on another blog.
But for now, I will have to be content reading SATC and SATC:THE MOVIE fashion books and everything about the series. I love it!!!
XOXO Yana
Friday, May 29, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
The Cold War is Over
I am happy to report that my mom and I are talking again. I just wanted the whole thing to be done because it was blown out of proportion and it did not deserve the iciness it brought about around the house. I held on and did not talk to my mom in two days. It is probably the longest I ever went not talking to her. It was hard but all I want was to stand firm behind what I said and I did not want to apologize because I believe that I did not do anything wrong.
I guess my conscience got the best of me because in the last two days, she looked tired and actually was diagnosed with carpal tunnel. It saddened me because she might not be able to play badminton again if she does not take the surgery. It is her favorite sport and she has been dying to play. So what I really planned on doing was to talk to her for a but and see if she is over the whole thing but I will not apologize. I still have a little pride in me left.
I went up to her and asked,
"Are you still mad?"
She said, "No."
I said, "Really, promise?"
And the rest was history. It was that easy. I guess moms are really the loving type huh? They just have so much in their mind that they let go of stuff. Thanks mom. I love you.
XOXO Yana
I guess my conscience got the best of me because in the last two days, she looked tired and actually was diagnosed with carpal tunnel. It saddened me because she might not be able to play badminton again if she does not take the surgery. It is her favorite sport and she has been dying to play. So what I really planned on doing was to talk to her for a but and see if she is over the whole thing but I will not apologize. I still have a little pride in me left.
I went up to her and asked,
"Are you still mad?"
She said, "No."
I said, "Really, promise?"
And the rest was history. It was that easy. I guess moms are really the loving type huh? They just have so much in their mind that they let go of stuff. Thanks mom. I love you.
XOXO Yana
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Memorial Day. Another day of laziness and chilaxing. I don't really know what people do during this day but here's our version...
Woke up late. Then right off the bat we prepared some salad, chips and salsa, baked salmon, spicy sausages and steak. It was all good. Very fulfilling. There were sodas and some ready-made margaritas and mojitos thanks to my mom who did not care to read the fine print that it has alcohol. All the all, the day was sun-shiny and it was turning out to be an eventful day. Ko needed some help to take photos for his homework that led us to a chase around Orange County looking for hazardous signs. We went from gas station to gas station, then to Home Depot, where we also scouted some hot employees, and last was this parking of big trucks where a security guard "shoo'd" us away leaving us all paranoid.
We went home to what seemed like a belated happy birthday singing spree for me. My aunt brought a cake of chocolate and mangoes which is truly divine. We finished more than half of the cake and when we were all full, my brother showed us the fun of target practice with pellets. We had a series of misfires and bull's eye and the inevitable "Wanted" moves that we were all daringly capable of. So the boys, true to their nature, ventured off into Boy's Land and played video games while I was left to myself wondering what the hell am I supposed to do? I fell asleep and by 8pm we all just decided to go to Berrysweet. I invited Gian cause let's face it, what have I got to lose anyway?
It turned out to be an interesting night because Gian came. I haven't seen him in a long time and he looked adoringly the same. Everything was fine. It was just hard to keep on talking. The yogurt and the night was great...that is until I got home and my mom wanted to talk to me. She got angry because I told her I was going to Berrysweet and did not tell her about Gian. I did not even have the time to savour the "Gian" time when she just ruined it. I felt like a child and that my mom was implying how horrible a person I was and that I was a lying scheming bitch.
Thanks mom.
I am fucking 20 years old. She kept on saying that I don't understand why she's angry but I do. I was calm and just said "yes, I made a mistake." But noooo!!! I guess to her, that wasn't enough. She just had to go on making me feel so guilty. I made one fucking slip! It's not like I did drugs or something. I was even with my two gay friends. I know I forgot to mention it but can't she understand from my point of view??? Maybe i got a little excited and just thought that the destination to where I'm off to would suffice. I mean, she went through her 20s also right??? What adds on to the frustration is the fact that my siblings could have done worse than I did. My 13-year old brother kept his girlfriend from her for weeks! My sister likes sex! She just calmed down and tried not to get angry. Then there's me, who forgot to fucking say that I was meeting a guy I like which nothing even happened. It wasn't even 12 am yet!!! I mean, truly, what the fuck!!!!!!! I feel so suffocated and violated and insulted!!! She didn't even try to be civil. She didn't even try to listen to me. fuck!!! I cannot stand her right now.
XOXO Yana
Woke up late. Then right off the bat we prepared some salad, chips and salsa, baked salmon, spicy sausages and steak. It was all good. Very fulfilling. There were sodas and some ready-made margaritas and mojitos thanks to my mom who did not care to read the fine print that it has alcohol. All the all, the day was sun-shiny and it was turning out to be an eventful day. Ko needed some help to take photos for his homework that led us to a chase around Orange County looking for hazardous signs. We went from gas station to gas station, then to Home Depot, where we also scouted some hot employees, and last was this parking of big trucks where a security guard "shoo'd" us away leaving us all paranoid.
We went home to what seemed like a belated happy birthday singing spree for me. My aunt brought a cake of chocolate and mangoes which is truly divine. We finished more than half of the cake and when we were all full, my brother showed us the fun of target practice with pellets. We had a series of misfires and bull's eye and the inevitable "Wanted" moves that we were all daringly capable of. So the boys, true to their nature, ventured off into Boy's Land and played video games while I was left to myself wondering what the hell am I supposed to do? I fell asleep and by 8pm we all just decided to go to Berrysweet. I invited Gian cause let's face it, what have I got to lose anyway?
It turned out to be an interesting night because Gian came. I haven't seen him in a long time and he looked adoringly the same. Everything was fine. It was just hard to keep on talking. The yogurt and the night was great...that is until I got home and my mom wanted to talk to me. She got angry because I told her I was going to Berrysweet and did not tell her about Gian. I did not even have the time to savour the "Gian" time when she just ruined it. I felt like a child and that my mom was implying how horrible a person I was and that I was a lying scheming bitch.
Thanks mom.
I am fucking 20 years old. She kept on saying that I don't understand why she's angry but I do. I was calm and just said "yes, I made a mistake." But noooo!!! I guess to her, that wasn't enough. She just had to go on making me feel so guilty. I made one fucking slip! It's not like I did drugs or something. I was even with my two gay friends. I know I forgot to mention it but can't she understand from my point of view??? Maybe i got a little excited and just thought that the destination to where I'm off to would suffice. I mean, she went through her 20s also right??? What adds on to the frustration is the fact that my siblings could have done worse than I did. My 13-year old brother kept his girlfriend from her for weeks! My sister likes sex! She just calmed down and tried not to get angry. Then there's me, who forgot to fucking say that I was meeting a guy I like which nothing even happened. It wasn't even 12 am yet!!! I mean, truly, what the fuck!!!!!!! I feel so suffocated and violated and insulted!!! She didn't even try to be civil. She didn't even try to listen to me. fuck!!! I cannot stand her right now.
XOXO Yana
Friday, May 22, 2009
one good deed at a time
Today is just like any other day. Even I am getting bored describing my days like that but it's the truth. Nothing significant or exciting is happening in my life lately. But that doesn't mean that I can't take pictures of my day to day. I'm OCD. Why did i mention that you ask? Well, I like posting pictures on my myspace, friendster and facebook profiles. But before I do so, I organize them by date and occasion so now I am in the process of editing them and then posting. It will take a while but it will be a lot in one showing.
Speaking of the title...I just felt good about myself because I work at a clinic and usually, when my doctor is not here, I am by myself. Then a while ago this old man came inside and i could not understand what he was saying at first. But when he composed himself and told me that he just needs a toothbrush and is willing to pay me some persian carpets, I just decided to give it to him. He looked like a harmless man, although, let's be honest, there is no "harmless" person anymore. So he commenced into some flattery saying "You're beautiful," although, I think that he meant on the inside. Teehee! My humble nature astounds me! So he left leaving behind a very satisfied lady. Me! The world should be filled with ARKs of God. Please say it with me...One ACT of RANDOM KINDESS at a time...Amen!
XOXO Yana
Speaking of the title...I just felt good about myself because I work at a clinic and usually, when my doctor is not here, I am by myself. Then a while ago this old man came inside and i could not understand what he was saying at first. But when he composed himself and told me that he just needs a toothbrush and is willing to pay me some persian carpets, I just decided to give it to him. He looked like a harmless man, although, let's be honest, there is no "harmless" person anymore. So he commenced into some flattery saying "You're beautiful," although, I think that he meant on the inside. Teehee! My humble nature astounds me! So he left leaving behind a very satisfied lady. Me! The world should be filled with ARKs of God. Please say it with me...One ACT of RANDOM KINDESS at a time...Amen!
XOXO Yana
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Setting Myself up for Diss_apointment
It's my birthday today. Whoopee!
I somehow feel obligated to write something here...anything...because it's the celebration of my 20th year being a sarcastic, foul-mouthed, highly obssessive natured bitch slash human being. whew!
Also I have a very "special" follower who I want to update from time to time.
So here it goes. I woke up feeling like it is just like any other day. Quiet...the sounds of the constuction machines behind my house renovating the park suddenly defeans me. It certainly is gonna be an insignificant day. So I washed my face...one of the many things i look forward to doing. Neutrogena's cream face wash is oh so soothing and really promises to transform my face into a smooth silky texture. Whoops! Don't forget the moisturizer now! So i go on and do my other morning routine...and then there's work.
Let's not talk about that right now.
My dad greeted me yesterday. So sweet, i love him. If I grow old single and alone, I know that he will be the first and last man in my life. I miss you!!! Then my mom greeted me too...then there was a series of facebook messages and phonecalls and text messages that took place which I deeply enjoyed and left me very warm and satisfied. Only there is this ringing in my ear. Ringing of the ever apparent and usual suspect in my head, the sound of disapointment. I was hoping for a greeting from a guy. Yes, a guy. Sounds pathetic? Not nearly as pathetic as the picture of me actually thinking that he will. Woah!
Questions questions...Did he forget? Will he text me for the remaining duration of the day? Does he even know that it is?
I guess i can say that I like him. Maybe this makes me dillusional into thinking that he will text me or that he actually cares. oh well...
The whole time that we were talking on the phone and texting or whatever, my friend, Oat, his voice has been ringing in ear the whole time. We both have been in similar situations and we both feel the same insecurities, doubts, confusions, etc. So he mentioned to me this....
"Yana, why do we always set ourselves up for disapointment?"
How can one little statement like that affect my whole way of thinking about things, I wonder. Since the day he said that, I have been asking the same question over and over a day but coming up with no answer. Maybe we all are fools of love...Or maybe just the IDEA of love. I need a cupid badly!
XOXO Yana
I somehow feel obligated to write something here...anything...because it's the celebration of my 20th year being a sarcastic, foul-mouthed, highly obssessive natured bitch slash human being. whew!
Also I have a very "special" follower who I want to update from time to time.
So here it goes. I woke up feeling like it is just like any other day. Quiet...the sounds of the constuction machines behind my house renovating the park suddenly defeans me. It certainly is gonna be an insignificant day. So I washed my face...one of the many things i look forward to doing. Neutrogena's cream face wash is oh so soothing and really promises to transform my face into a smooth silky texture. Whoops! Don't forget the moisturizer now! So i go on and do my other morning routine...and then there's work.
Let's not talk about that right now.
My dad greeted me yesterday. So sweet, i love him. If I grow old single and alone, I know that he will be the first and last man in my life. I miss you!!! Then my mom greeted me too...then there was a series of facebook messages and phonecalls and text messages that took place which I deeply enjoyed and left me very warm and satisfied. Only there is this ringing in my ear. Ringing of the ever apparent and usual suspect in my head, the sound of disapointment. I was hoping for a greeting from a guy. Yes, a guy. Sounds pathetic? Not nearly as pathetic as the picture of me actually thinking that he will. Woah!
Questions questions...Did he forget? Will he text me for the remaining duration of the day? Does he even know that it is?
I guess i can say that I like him. Maybe this makes me dillusional into thinking that he will text me or that he actually cares. oh well...
The whole time that we were talking on the phone and texting or whatever, my friend, Oat, his voice has been ringing in ear the whole time. We both have been in similar situations and we both feel the same insecurities, doubts, confusions, etc. So he mentioned to me this....
"Yana, why do we always set ourselves up for disapointment?"
How can one little statement like that affect my whole way of thinking about things, I wonder. Since the day he said that, I have been asking the same question over and over a day but coming up with no answer. Maybe we all are fools of love...Or maybe just the IDEA of love. I need a cupid badly!
XOXO Yana
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Moving on
It is about that time where my family and I are moving to a new house. I just feel that in the last 20 years of my life, i havent really stayed put. Although all the homes we lived in, I thought, were my home. I guess my family has this itch that we can't really stay put in a place for so long a time. Think of us as gypsies in the deep blue waters of the world. We move from one destination to the next yet we find peace and tranquility and leaving our memories painted on the old one. That's my family. We leave our mark everywhere. We are hard to forget.
I am excited to move into this new house cause its cozier and more serene. I love unpacking and organizinbg stuff. Im OCD you know...It's just my thing to try and fix everything I see wrong around me. Ironically, I can'r fix the things inside me. But that's just another blog...
Right now my main problem is to find an affordable bunk bed. I was gonna get one but it didn't work out. It's not meant to be...sighs...Anyway, I can't wait to go home and get my hands on those unpacked boxes. I feel so refreshed and a whole new person. Yeah, a new house and new surroundings does that to me.
I am excited to move into this new house cause its cozier and more serene. I love unpacking and organizinbg stuff. Im OCD you know...It's just my thing to try and fix everything I see wrong around me. Ironically, I can'r fix the things inside me. But that's just another blog...
Right now my main problem is to find an affordable bunk bed. I was gonna get one but it didn't work out. It's not meant to be...sighs...Anyway, I can't wait to go home and get my hands on those unpacked boxes. I feel so refreshed and a whole new person. Yeah, a new house and new surroundings does that to me.
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