Fatty McChocolate Sauce

So this is breakfast. This is what I usually eat when I wake up. Looks healthy. Looks light. So why am I fat? A lot of people say that I'm normal, and that I'm not fat at all. I beg to differ. I consider myself overweight, as have my parents, and pretty much the entire Asian culture. However, I don't pity myself. I eat well, am active, and feel healthy. I accept the fact that I'm overweight and will probably never wear a bikini (I have a fear of public pools anyway). When I look in the mirror, I always say to myself, "Damn I look good." Not "Damn I look good for a fat girl." I just look pretty damn good.

Sarah's One Month Party

Sarah Tran

Weathermen are LIARS!

Supposedly it was going to rain all day in San Francisco, but guess what? THERE WAS NOT AN OUNCE OF RAIN ALL DAY! I wore my winter coat and was sweating among the crowds during the Cherry Festival. Anywho, Sophia, Thao, Henry, Katie, Lan, David, Cindy and I spent the day sampling around the vendors and ate at a Japanese restaurant (eating is my favorite sport). There were quite a few people who were cosplaying. Some really good.... some horribly bad. Especially if you're walking behind a dressed up "school girl" whose white, dimply butt was peeking out at you every other second (she was not wearing underwear I suppose. She wasn't that attractive either).

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Oak Hill Cemetary

Saturday was the annual visit to the cemetary. I suppose I feel the same way every time I visit this place ever since 2004. Before that, I was just scared of being in the presence of thousands of graves, but now I feel scared and depressed because this place has gained some meaning to me. When I stood over Acung's plot, a deep sigh left me. I can't exactly explain the feeling other than it's a warm sadness knowing that he's gone, but he's actually right under me. It's a confusing feeling.

It was a nice day though. The cemetary is always changing with new additions of grave stones, but the one thing that stays the same is the oak tree on the hill. My grandparents are buried right before the slope. I used to kick rocks into the gopher hole near the tree's roots.

Next to my grandparents grave is a section where newborns are buried. It's not as depressing as it would seem because it's decorated with dolls, animals, pinwheels and angels.

The oak tree.

Of course I always do my annual cherry blossom pictorials.

A Very Nostalgic One

Fall Training Conference Nov. 2006

I usually don't post up casual pictures on here, but I'll make one exception. Of course, first pictures are of some sceneries:


Near the basket ball court. Might I say... great lighting. I love autumn season.

Took this during my economics class. Holycrapshat, that 4 hour class kills me.

Also during econ.

Ok, now on to FTC. Um, compared to when I was in Key Club back at Creek, Circle K DeAnza is definitely, as Henry would say, pretty damn ghetto. I am probably the most unghetto person in the club. No one wants to tell me what a shocker is. I suppose I'd rather it be a mystery, especially after the "chode" and "queef" vocabulary incident with Garrett during my sophomore year. Let's not get into that.

My Singaporean roommates.

Minh Thi and Jennifer

John in his natural habitat

Supposedly this is what Circle K is about... (this guy is from Berkeley)

.... and this is our CK Vice President, John. He's really cool. No sarcasm, really.

I... have no idea.

Precious, aren't they? =] I seriously think Rosie looks so much like Kon. There were so many times I had to restrain myself from calling her Kon because I'd think they're one person. Except Kon's a little spastic. [my eyes are definitely not as small as John's :P]

What the hell does that hand sign mean?? >:[

John Huynh. Guzzling.

Awesome shirt.

I hate that game.

CK President Phung...[insert last name here]. It always looks like he just got out of bed. 'sall good. ^^

She did that while handcuffed.

Photoshot by Buu

I think most members were in the dark about having to wear scrubs around camp.

Let's ignore Phung for a bit and admire the lighting. That's awesome lighting right there. So warm. He's like the sun.

Ok, now you can notice that he's wearing a yellow bus.

Me and Michelle Wall at the dinner table.

Obviously ignoring MY camera. (Well, myself included XD)

ET and Phung doing the macarena

Doing what he does best: being loud and obnoxious. This applies to all the male officers.

Mary (drinking coffee), Jennifer, Rose, and... Buu? (I always laugh inside when I hear "buu" because that's Japanese for pig noises)

Fong and I. Met him at the Haunted House event in Oakland a couple weeks ago.

And that concludes my FTC experience. It was awesome.

These pictures were from ET's/Mother's/Grandmother's birthday. There was a lot of food. I was happy and that's what's most important. Oh, and ET's becoming of an "adult". Aw.

ET and the gf.

Victoria and Bambi. What hooch. Vic was a sheriff -wink wink nudge nudge-



[I was a beat up nerd]




Mr. Incredible didn't come on time, apparently.