Ace & fit... & a little Lindsay Lohan

Lo Ling; listening to: "Get Em High"-Kanye West Ratatat Remixes Mixtape Vol. 1; 8:27pm; UCLA, Sproul 6South; feeling: fresh

the new love of my life is pushing me to my limits and taking so much out of me I can barely type-- name?

Circuit Training.

hahaha

Alright so today was my first day of a circuit training routine that apparently I'm supposed to do IN ADDITION to the regular fitness routine (yeah right)... but let me tell you-- it was amazing!

I realize what made this particularly appealing to me is that you could even do this outside of the gym. In fact you could probably do this anywhere, given that you have areas to create elevation in terms of doing "advanced push-ups" and the tricep dips.

Alright so as usual, whatever it is, if I like it I'll share it, so here you go:

• One resistance move for 20 reps, followed by 30-60 seconds of cardio

Essentially you do this with a number of resistance moves hahah

Here's what we did:

1. Push-ups (advanced or regular, advanced is with the feet elevated)
2. Cardio
3. Jump squats (advanced or regular, advanced being with your feet leaving the air at the "jump")
4. Cardio
5. Tummy tucks
6. Cardio
7. Tricep dips (ew.)
8. Cardio

And then repeat that two more times. Yummmmmyyy

Basically at the end of this I couldn't even carry my shower caddy much less give myself a proper shower. But then again my shower caddy probably weighs a ton (girls who's with me!?) I love that feeling though. And I think that is what I really enjoy about fitness training in general, the fact that the more defeated I physically feel, the more successful I feel about the whole endeavor. I suppose this could translate into a metaphor for life experiences, challenges, etc. I have to go to a duty round now, so I'll let you ponder that instead. =)

Things that came up today:

• the ovaries release the oocyte into the abdominal cavities- NOT directly into the fallopian tubes
• Beyonce sang Sarah Maclachlan's song "Angel" at the BET Awards. As if she couldn't get any more annoying. First Etta now Sarah. Too bad none of your own songs are fitting enough to perform... maybe you should set your booty down and write one yourself-- on second thought you'd probably just get distracted and end up writing a song about your booty itself. "bootylicious" anyone? Real classy BEYONCE. ugh.
• The Beach by Alex Garland, the movie by Danny Boyle
• North Campus vs. South Campus
• laughing: is it ever really inappropriate?
• Good look I would say:

This right here

is inspiring me to be a better person

morning story

And the whole world has to answer right now

just to tell you once again,

who's bad.

"Dangerous" was the first album I owned in my life. I was four years old. One of my mom and dad's favorite stories to tell about me is how if I wasn't reading on the toilet, I was on it singing along to MJ playing on mTV in the other room. The slippers I wore around the house were referred to as my "Michael Jackson slippers," because I pretended the bows were actually tassels. One of the first conversations I had with one of my best friends, was about how we loved the king of pop. For the longest time when people asked me what my dream job was, I wanted to make music videos, like MJ's. I blog about them instead now. Someone has yet to do them like he did. A person I care about once called me the coolest girl they ever met, and it probably had everything to do with the birthday present I got them-- a DVD of Michael Jackson's greatest hits. Not sure if I'm still the coolest girl they ever met, but thanks to MJ I was, at least for one of the happiest moments in my life.

Here's to the way you made all of us feel.

1984 Classic Michael Jackson Pepsi Commercial

Well it's about time

I share the rest of the world's obsession with Megan Fox's looks. But as someone who ultimately doesn't give a damn about something you never had to work to achieve-- I think it's about time someone somewhere commented on what really matters, her intelligence..

After 'sexiest' title Megan now called the 'dumbest'

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& things that came up today:

• ethylene and acetylene
• "I'm Sorry but I'm Beginning to Hate Your Face" by Eagle Seagull
• roommate conflicts
• in Holland they speak Dutch

I'm so feelin this right now

This weather, is PERFECT.

According to my iGoogle weather:

68°F

Current: Overcast
Wind: SE at 2 mph
Humidity: 70%

I've had enough with ridiculously hot summers thank you very much. I like the 68 degrees, the overcast, the strangely secure feeling of slowww moootiiooonnn which the gray of the sky does for me. Like I have all morning to write this post if I wanted. I like that.

Discovered a new song today-- it's great, great timing too. Called Summer Blue by Money Mark, who to the best of my knowledge is the 4th member of the Beastie Boys. Whatever, check it.

So what I'm really so feelin right now, are these:

MX sunglasses by New York-based brand Supreme. I like that word.

My parents named me under the impression that's what it meant. I'll tell you now, it is.

B-)

Things that came up today (not much because it's only 11:28 AM):

• "Werewolf" by CocoRosie
• Jeff Koons
• HunterGatherer
• TB tests

oh. And things that came up a few days ago but I forgot to mention:

• men growing hair on their faces
• horses allowing humans to ride them
• Paul McCartney's hair-really shiny in the Abbey Road poster

guess who's on tour...

that's gonna be yummy

although I'm going to have to say that if the peace sign tattoo is real, then Lady G has taken herself down a couple notches on my Ladder of Cool.

I'm into peace, just not peace signs.

And another thing,

I love you boo but couldn't you have found a less conspicuous way of paying tribute to your obvious route, Madonna?

OMG. LMFAO at LMFAO.

At first I wanted to say, LMFAO @ LMFAO, but then I realized those of you that don't already know that I hate Twitter would assume that I'm referring to Twitter. (Heck) no.

So speaking of things I do not like-- which I'd rather not do, I prefer to talk about things I do like, however, I just have to say,

can someone please get these guys OUT OF HERE! :

I was just listening to their interview on KIIS FM Los Angeles yesterday morning, I didn't know what to do with myself. Is that industry really so much based on who you know that now even THIS is what can get signed and shared with the rest of the world?

They even brought a girl that just prances around with them in a polka-dot bikini. They said they allow her to speak, sometimes. I'm not blaming them for that though I'm blaming the girl.

"Drink all day

Play all night
Let's get it poppin
I'm in Miami bitch
Drink all day
Play all night
Let's get it poppin in Miami bitch

Get your hands up
Put that ass up
Get you hands up
I'm in Miami bitch
Put put that ass up
I'm in Miami bitch
Get yo get yo get yo get yo hands up
Put that put that put that put that ass up
Get yo get yo get yo get yo hands up
Put that put that put that put that ass up
Get yo get get yo hands
Put put put put that ass up
Put that ass up put that ass up
I'm in Miami bitch"

I...

REALLY!?

Le sigh. In other news, things that make me happy:

Can I have it?

Amerie, in terms of style, first made my eyes pop with this:

minus, of course, the peace sign necklace... thing.

A million years later-- I think I can stop pining for my disappeared (screw you Chris Brown!) style icon, Rihanna, with the return and redevelopment of miss Amerie.

This video, says it all. If I had the time and energy (and the yum-- my term for money honey) to put into a distinctive style-- here it is here it is here. it. is. :

mmm.

"sipping air"

Lo Ling; listening to: "Bring It All To Me" - Blaque ft. JC Chasez; 11:21pm; my room, DB; feeling: honest

So a few nights ago one of my mom’s colleagues took us out for her celebratory college graduation lunch.

The best part (besides my thai iced tea and my brother's chicken chow mein--we went to Banana Bay) was that, as thank you gifts, she brought us miniature handcrafted clay flowers from Thailand, --which were simply astounding in terms of craftsmanship. I was fixated on them for almost the entire dinner, and resentful that the girl sitting diagonally from me had received plumerias.

Plumerias are my favorite flowers.

Plumerias:

(the amazing miniature handmade Thai clay flowers we received)

So I realized some things during this experience of lunch with pseudo-strangers.--

I think I have what one would call “active listener’s disease.” I'm sure you can figure the symptoms and diagnosis just from my cleverly descriptive title, and you are welcome to call me terrible for calling this a disease-- or, you are also welcome to sympathize with me because you know what a blessing… and a curse, it is to lend an ear and offer yourself to be genuinely interested in what anyone is saying to you.

I was seated across one of my mom’s colleagues at the dinner, who is nice, young, a UCLA alumnus, somewhat insecure about herself but cute anyway, and an avid but friendly chatterer. So knowing me, and having nothing better to do, and knowing that when in a social setting one must… socialize… as she lent me countless stories and topics of conversation, I repayed the favor by lending her my active listening and festive banter.

After a while, a combination of physical exertions that constitute good conversationalism in a formal setting brought me to realize that good conversationalism can be exactly that… physically exerting. There is the constant focusing of the eyes, the tensing of the ears, the nodding of the head, the stretching and the tightening of the vocal cords, the raising of the hands and the few other certain hand gestures, not to mention the neurons that now must constantly be firing in your already overworked brain just to retain this working memory—and you realize that this ish gets tiring! So after a few rounds of that I decided that I was well, tired. I just wanted to escape to my food, which I decided I didn’t like so that wasn’t any help, and just started staring off into space as I got lost in a trance wondering why we can't just sit and enjoy the company and what others must do to get away because I'm never alone in my uncomfortable experiences.

Then I realized how great phones were. Which I had left at home.

I do still believe that texting in public settings such as dinner parties is extremely rude, and I will never get over that belief. However, I did realize what a lifesaver they can be in times like these. You just don’t want to talk, or listen. I just wanted to be there, and that was all. Just be, not do. Soak up the festivities and enjoy the company, take some time to recuperate for the next round of oratorical doubles. Seeing as how I had no phone or food to retreat to, I deliberately began moving my eyes all around the table scene, making sure to avoid eye contact which would certainly serve as an open invitation to you know what. I pleasantly found my wonderful glass of water next to my almost empty thai iced tea, and just began to sip...

It was perfect I realized. The perfect escape from conversation. After a while I realized I could no longer take in any more water, at which point I started faking it and was virtually sipping air.

And in my mind that sounded really beautiful to me, “sipping air.”

Ask me what I'm doing next time I'm sitting alone, content but quiet, "sipping air," or aimlessly walking around a room acting like I have somewhere to go, "sipping air," or as you try to look busy as your boss walks by, "sipping air."

I dunno man I like it.

Anyways.

Things that came up today:

• Good commercials - MasterCard "We Want the Funk"
• Colligative Properties
• Megan Fox
• people who know what they're talking about
  

Mm mm

is this not fabulous

"and we locked eyes"

So I always post my great finds on my facebook-- I don't know why! THIS is the royal dumping ground. Although "dumping" would be a highly inaccurate word to use. This is the royal carefully yet capriciously and always enthusiastically but thoughtfully prepared place where I share-

things like this great "google" find-