i just came back from my wonderful 5 day weekend in los angeles. it was short + sweet. i didn't get to see EVERYbody i wanted to, but i can't complain. my happiness level shot up so much i'll be fine until i go back to visit.
the murakami exhibition was SO GOOD. for me it was a mix of: acid trip orgasm + christmas morning + natural high + eye sex. i've been a huge fan of him since i was in the 6th grade, but of course everyone thought i was anime loving freak. not true. but 1% true. when i got my murakami flower tatts i recall people asking me if it was the lollicup logo or characters frm yoshiland. nonetheless- this exhibition only made me love him even more. also, it makes me want to abandon fashion design forever and become an illustrator.
i went to disneyland for free on sunday. i go too much. oh so my mom thinks i have the peter pan syndrome. i highly agree with her.
here are some fotos from sunday night. banana split has a different crowd now. it was weird. but it was still fun. but then it wasn't fun because some jerk stole my iphone. yeah thanks alot, i hope whoever stole it has bad karma for years. i was so frustrated i was looking for it for like two hours. i now realize how stupid i must've looked like looking at the ground while everyone else was looking up at paris hilton.
i miss steve.
my pimp g-ma steph. she is so balla. i swear no asian girl can wear BBC like she does.
quote of the night "i love my asian bitchessssssss!!!!"- paris
i miss jenn
i need to do homework now, ciao.