Thursday, December 3, 2009

Roomie... FO LYFE!

I remember going through my share of roommates... it wasn't like I had any beef with them, that's not the reason I switched roomies every year, but it just so happens that it just kind of went along with the people I hung out with each year. It was fun staying up and talking about really weird and random things and laughing till our sides hurt, and also complaining about boys and how stupid they were. Oh, how I missed having a roommate since that kind of meant constant companionship whenever you felt like talking in the middle of the night.

In exactly a month, I will have a roomie again... this is unlike any of the roomies I've had in the past though. For one thing, this one's a dude and instead of switching roomies every so often, it looks like we're going to become roomies for life... FO' LYFE! Oh joy - the fun of sharing finances and deciding how to spend money as well as all the nagging... what an adventure.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

"10" things to do in 2010

... in no particular order

1. have a fresh Christmas tree with presents underneath
2. carve a pumpkin
3. go white water rafting
4. go to Vegas
5. eat breakfast with my husband in our PJs on a Saturday morning
6. make pretty chocolate covered strawberries
7. go on a spontaneous trip during a 3-day weekend
8. watch horror flicks in PJs with my husband late at night and just pass out on the couch
9. change my last name on everything (especially Facebook)
10. go to 8 weddings

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Failage

I hate multiple choice tests. I don't understand why teachers would make m/c tests (besides the fact that it's easy to grade). Usually I can easily eliminate 2 choices, but when I'm down to the 50/50 guess, that's when failage takes over. A few years after taking these tests, I experience a real life epic failure.

I went inside Mitsuwa because I was craving some ramen after a night of horrendous dizziness and vomiting (no, I am not preggos). There were two ramen stands - one where people were standing in a line which blocked the sample picture of the foods and one where the line was not as long where I could see the sample of the foods. And guess which line I pick? The shorter line, since I'm more of a visual person and I liked how I could see the food! I didn't really regret anything till after I paid and noticed that my ramen bowl looked different than all the other happy camper's ramen bowls. It suddenly dawned upon me that I picked the wrong stand. The ramen was a-okay, but I kind of regreted not waiting in the longer line.

A few weeks later, there's this talk of a Santouka ramen place. Since I'm not a big So Cal-er kind of person (apparently there's one in West L.A.?), I had no idea what that was, but because of Yelp talk, it sparked my interest. I looked up the address and realized it was the ramen spot I did NOT choose in Mitsuwa.

FAILURE!!!

One day... http://www.yelp.com/biz/santouka-san-jose-2#hrid:4LHpdKCICC_dIlHUDEth1w

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

My Almost Husband

When teaching piano, my means of time is looking at my cell. Every Tuesday, during my last lesson, I always manage to go over my 30 minute lesson so I've made it a point to check my cell more periodically. Anyway, while I was checking this one time, my student asks "is that your husband?". Response: "No, he's my almost husband." I bet that left her confused, but she didn't ask any more questions. How timing though, one quarter left...

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

How time flies

- I looked back to the beginning-beginning of my blog and it's my two year anniversary of blogging here. I kissed Xanga goodbye two years ago.

- When I first moved back home, I was a fresh faced 21 year old, called a "baby" by many "older" folks I first met. Fast forward to four years later, no longer referred to as "oh, you're just a baby!"... now it's "so, when are you guys planning on having babies?".

- I also started teaching when I was 21 with a group of first graders. This was before Jon + Kate started so I was freaked out that six year olds weren't potty trained. Luckily, I only had one "pooper" (and it wasn't even during my class when I was teaching). These first graders are now fifth graders. I wonder if they remember their first grade teacher... every so often, I wish I could see how they've grown.

- My second year I was with fourth graders, they're now in seventh grade. Somehow, most of the class (or maybe just the "cool" kids), managed to get on gchat and chat it up with me. Luckily they didn't know much about gchat when I was teaching since that was always on the entire teaching day. They've also managed to get on Facebook and track me down as well as some on Twitter. Dang those tweets, growing up so quickly. I haven't seen these kids for two years. This should be puberty stage for them, I wonder how they're doing and how they've grown now.

- I've just noticed recently that it gets dark at approximately a quarter to eight. Has another summer come and gone? For some reason, I always get a bit saddened during the transition from summer to autumn. And this time around, it will be my last summer to autumn transition as a single person too!

- A girl always dreams about her wedding, when he'll propose, how to plan for it all, etc. Now that it's right around the corner with roughly four months left, I'm thinking "crap! Where has all this time gone? Has five months really gone by?!"

My, how time flies...

Monday, September 14, 2009

Overly genius or overly cheap?

As many of you know, Discover is probably the most well-known credit cards with a great rewards system. For those who are totally left out in the dark, you get 3% back for certain purchases during certain times of the year. Those who use their Discover card as much as possible for their purchases usually know how to get "free money" from different places like Maggiano's or Bed Bath Beyond or something. It's a $20 -> $25, right? Anyway, since there's all these deals out coupons out lately, I've been getting ideas as of late as to how to "save up".

Example #1) Maggiano's currently offers a Today and Tomorrow deal where you order a dish from a set menu and when you're done, they will give you another to-go dish for the next day. This costs $12.95. If you eat with someone else, that bill will come out to roughly $25. Maggiano's is one of the restaurants under the Discover deal where you can get a $25 gift card after you have $20 of rewards saved up. If you use the card, you will be spending maybe $5 or so for a meal for 2 PLUS leftovers for the next day!

Example @2) Currently, the Dyson handheld is reduced to $99.99 at Bed Bath and Beyond (BBB). You can use the BBB coupon which is found in every wedding magazine for 20% off, which makes it $79.99. Now, if you have accumulated 3 gift cards from BBB through the Discover rewards program, that's $75 right now. So you pay like $10 for a Dyson handheld! Is that a deal or is that a deal?

Now, the probing question is... is all this considered overly genius or overly cheap?

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Looking Forward to Married Life Because...

1. I will not have to drive home at night to shower and sleep and then wake up to wash up and get dressed and drive all the way back. Basically I commute 40 minutes round trip to just for washing and showering purposes.

2. After a long day out doing whatever or eating a bit too much, I can just go back, change into sweats and crash!

3. No more "two beds in a room" while vacationing.

4. The house will always be clean (to a certain extent), no more coming in and seeing a huge mess everywhere.

5. I won't have to make an extra trip anywhere to buy groceries and plan my day around making sure the groceries don't sit in my car for too long.

Oh! And of course, having a husband to spend time with and have no more (hopefully) lonely dinner nights.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Music to my Ears

Whenever I'm sitting at my office job with no real work to do, no blogging or Yelping to write about, I just feel like I'm wasting my life away. How much longer can I stand doing this? Even though I just sit on my butt for most of the day, it somehow wears me out. Whereas when I'm actually working, I feel more energized. I have piano lessons nearly every single day after work and usually dread it (right about now). I think it's just sitting here knowing I'm wasting my life which kills me. When I'm actually driving to the place and when I'm actually teaching, everything is fun and breezes right by. How great would it be, I thought, to just do this full time? Who knows... maybe in a couple years, I'll fulfill that goal. It's always nice to be your own boss and not have to turn to anyone.

I've been advertising a bit more than usual and once I get to do a trial lesson, that's when I already know I'm in! Call me cocky, but so far I've had a 100% success rate once I do my trial lesson. I have a few more ideas up my sleeves about how I can do more guerrilla advertising, bu that's just for me to know and not share with the general public just yet.

Anyway, back on topic... I try to have a more humble attitude toward trial lessons. But perhaps it's the numerous times I've conducted these lessons now or what not, but it's usually a breeze, and it's usually more fun when the student arent that shy and throws out a smile here and there. I'm reminded of the last student I had a trial for, let's call him "Aaden", not only because he sort of resembles Aaden Gosselin in a more grown up, less goofy matter, but because it's just a nice name.

We're going through our trial piano lesson (30 minutes) - he's a beginner student so we go over finger positions, how to read notes, etc. Usually the parents would sit quietly in another room and just observe and listen to our interaction. At the end of each lesson, I chat with the parent and tell them what we did, what to go over, etc. The first thing Aaden says to his mom when we talk to her is "I liked it!". Of course, the mom, listening intently to our lesson uses her son as another plus to go with her instinct and decides "I'm hired". weee ~ music to my ears!

Friday, August 14, 2009

Losing Your Identity

I've always had a dislike for people (I guess it's more so a girl thing) who lose their identity and personality and everything else that comes with you when they get into a rather unhealthy relationship. Have you ever known one of those people who don't talk to their friends anymore, who don't hang out (unless s/o is busy or out of town) and basically have lost their entire social life? Yeah, you know what I'm talking about... not too appealing huh? It's those people you don't want to be around since you know you're a rebound, yet you pity them cause they have nowhere else to go, so in the end, your sympathy for them wins out at the end. I've always wondered what people find so appealing in losing all their friends (same or opposite gender) just to make a relationship "work"? Honestly, if a relationship is healthy and is supposed to be working just fine, aren't y'all supposed to enjoy the company of you and your s/o in the mist of your friends so everybody wins?

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

The "F" Word

As a kid, you were not allowed to say the "F" word, no matter how mad you were about something. Nowadays, I've been saying the "F" word a lot, but not THAT one - the "F" fiance word. Many of times, I have heard that many guys have ulterior motives. No guy wants to be "just friends" with you... yeah, it was a bit hard to grasp... till now. I believe many Asian guys are quite passive and love this whole being in the friend's zone, thinking that one day, when they express their undying love to you, you will fall to your knees and hook up with them. That, my friend, is myth #1... do not believe in it. Like guys, girls are shallow as well. If you're a good looking guy who professed your love, heck yeah, it'll probably do you well. However, if you're some bufugly looking guy who does the same thing, good luck, buddy.

Anyway, back on topic... I have noticed an even bigger decline in the male population taking an interest in my every day life ever since I said the "F" word to them. What gives?

Case #1: Random dude on Yelp befriends me and starts messaging me... being the nice person that I am, I reply back blah blah blah... it wasn't till I said life was busy, and his question, "with what?" till all communication dropped. I told him I was busy planning my wedding (actually, I guess I never directly said the "F" word to him) and all communication has been dropped. wewt~

Case #2: Acquaintance of mine, who was pretty chatty with me for a while always asked me what's going on... when I told him I have a bf, communication lessened a bit... when the "F" word was brought up, good bye "friend". wewt~

So to all my true blue guy buddies who are still friends with me after I "F"-ed you out, thank you!

Friday, July 10, 2009

Killing Time

1. I never understood how someone can stand their significant other not having an opinion of their own. I understand compromising is good - but losing your identity and your individualism to please the other person? I dunno...

2. I have started to act like a high school kid with a mad crush on some guy. How? I am working on doodling my new signature for when January rolls around.

3. I (also) don't understand how a normal woman can balloon from a size 4 to a size 16.... aren't there boundaries in eating?

4. Will Jon & Kate get back together with their 8? What happened to telling their kids they'll be together forever? (Aaden is so cute!)

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Getting ahead in life

I'm pretty sure there's been times where you sit and ponder, "hmm... how did that person get THAT position?". Well, I am now a firm(er) believer that it's not how smart or hardworking you are, but who you know and what (or I guess, WHO) you do.

So this theory got put into practice when I went on a rampage to become Yelp Elite before I get married. What exactly are the benefits of Elite? Nice dinner parties once a month and a t-shirt. Yeah, that's about it... but I wanted in.

For the past couple of weeks, I've been yelping everything I've gone to - good and bad, with nice essay-like descriptions mixed with my sarcastic humor. It wasn't till my friend tipped me off one day about getting people's attentions by being active on the talk threads as well as complimenting other people's reviews. I naturally targeted the Elite folks, so if they recommend me, it'll be more legit. I went on my two day spree of getting noticed and by the end of the second day, what do ya know? I get an email asking me to join! Score!

On the side, my friend, "Kim B." and I have been talking about this girl's reviews which we've been observing. She enjoys using very sophisticated adverbs like "soooo" and "super" (I personally think those are the only two adverbs she knows). There are times when she writes. In fragmented sentences. As well. When I read stuff like that, I just want to pull out all my hair and run into a wall... hard! A few days later, we notice that she got elite too... now I'm pretty sure it's not because of the reviews, hmm... what else could it be?

Anyway, I was happy to have gotten it the noble way. But right now, elite just doesn't seem that elite anymore. Well, another thing to cross off my list of things to do before I become D's ball & chain.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Pet Peeve

Everybody knows that 99% of people (excluding the ones who may be on vacation) check their email a couple times a day. For some people, their email is open in front of them during their entire work day. Just to cut people some slack, you may want to think about something and not reply as quickly to certain emails, which is fine. That's why I like to go by my 24 hour policy; which I personally believe is plenty of time to think things through and type out a response.

Since I've been researching and trying to talk to different people and get quotes on wedding things, I've started to take notice that some people simply take forever to get back to me. I'm talking about 2-3 days or never. There are some people who automatically show up on my gchat, so I know they must've at least glanced over my email. Yet there still hasn't been a response, not even a sorry, not interested.

But with the way I see things, even if they reply back four days later, it just shows me that they're attitude with responding back is terrible. And you know what they say, if you can't trust them with little thing, how are you going to trust them with bigger things? (Quite biblical, actually.) We're living in the age of technology and I have to wait for a snail mail response? Come on now. Sorry, but you've lost yourself at least $1,000 in business because of your lagging and un-courteous response.

Yeah, who's the sucker now? Zing!

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

"Shunned"

For the past year, a married friend of mine has always asked me what I'm doing on Friday nights, if there's anything cool happening, etc. After I inquired as to why he asks me that practically every weekend, he told me it's because ever since he's been married, he has been out of the "cool" and "popular" scene. Whenever he said that, I would just laugh (while thinking he was just messing around with me).

It wasn't till a few weeks ago, after the engagement when I realized "hey, I think we've been getting shunned from casual huge get togethers". Maybe it's just a "Fight Club"-like way of thinking, but after you get engaged/married, it seems like you're slowly inching yourself away from the single's loop. No more invites to Happy Hour after work, bar hopping, etc (not that that was really my scene anyway).

When I really think about getting "shunned", I'm wondering if it's more of a good thing or a bad thing. Does it really matter? No, not really... I would choose hanging out at home in my lounge fleece pants with my future hubby over spending all this time getting dressed and dolled up and getting crunk at random parties with the smell of alcohol polluting the air. So maybe it is a good thing that we are lost in our own little world with wedding planning and the future, getting "shunned" from the singles society.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

A Similar Proposal

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jhxflXIZe3o

One year and five days later... my proposal happened at the same spot.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Disneyland - where dreams come true



For the past year, I've been crazy talking with a close girl friend of mine, SBW. We would talk about stuff like buying a fake Walmart ring to try on bridal dresses or just going to Tiffany's to pick out the perfect ring. Or we would just custom build our own "perfect" and ugly ring and show each other. I had told her (at least once) that my perfect proposal would be at Disneyland, since Disneyland was the time when we officially started our relationship two years ago. But, with hard circumstance, I thought my dream would never become a reality.

For Dan's birthday, we had planned a trip to Disneyland months in advance. I had told all my close friends about how excited I was for it - to be at the happiest place on earth again and to eat at Napa Rose (a secret gem at the Grand Californian).

When the actual day came, I woke up bright and early in the morning, woke Dan up and headed to the happiest place on earth. I was all about riding the rollercoasters early since there was barely anyone at the park. Because it was Dan's birthday, and all he cared about (rides wise) was Star Tours, we went on that first. I was really adamant about going on the Matterhorn early in the morning too because 1) my breakfast was pretty much digested and 2) we waited two hours last time to ride this, I wanted to get it over with. For some reason, Dan didn't seem as enthused as me for whatever reason - but since he knew I really wanted to ride this first, he eventually gave in.

After the ride, he told me he just wanted to walk around the park for a while. I, on the other hand, wanted to go on Space Mountain and Splash Mountain and Indiana Jones... just everything! I though his request was a bit odd, but just figured he was not feeling that well after the ride, so I excused it. We walked around for a while and he went inside pretty weird places that I didn't think he'll go to, the one place that stood out was the Princess area. After walking around the entire park once (at this time, I was hoping walking around helped him), I was hungry and wanted a turkey leg. Again, he seemed a bit against it, but eventually gave in.

We sat at a bench that was within view of the castle, after the turkey leg, I was set on taking a picture in front of the castle. After that was done and over with, I started walking inside, when Dan grabbed me a bit too forcely than normal (but once again, I think I was sort of in my own la-la land) and didn't think anything much of it.

[Now, this is the legen... wait for it... dary part you've all been waiting for!] We walked to the side of the castle where the Snow White wishing well was, along with a statue of her and her seven dwarves. There were a few groups of people around the well, so Dan just stopped alongside the railing of it (and this was when he said he started talking gibberish cause he needed to stall longer till it was more empty). He asked me if I had coins, we talked about tadpoles, he asked me what the statues were, etc. When people slowly dispersed (I was still completely oblivious to everything), we walked to the well and he threw in his coin real quick. He then asked me to make a wish. Since I saw that he threw it in so quickly, I just figured he just wanted to start a new tradition or something. I wished that he would have a happy birthday and turned around to look for him since I saw him disappear from the corner of my eye.

I turned around, and there he was, on bended knee -

Dan: Make my wish come true. Will you marry me?
Me: Ohh... yes!!!

*Five minutes later*
Me: Did I say yes?
Dan: You did.

This happened a little before noon. Afterwards, we called our respective parents. I called a couple close girl friends, then texted seven other close friends about the entire ordeal. The rest of my day was completely changed after that. The rides meant nothing to me anymore, I just walked around and asked Dan about everything - what he did, how he started doing it, what he said to my parents, etc. The sweetest thing he told me was that it wasn't logical what he did, but for the first time ever, he followed his heart.

The rest of the day was just a blur for me. I think we spent most of the time talking and just enjoying each other's company. We ended up eating at a really great restaurant in the Grand Californina - Napa Rose. It was a wonderful celebration of Dan's birthday, our two year anniversary and our engagement.

Disneyland... the place where dreams come true. (Thank you to my Yoda-ling Steph and my best friend, now fiance - Dan for making my dream come true. weeeeeeeeeeeeee!)

Monday, April 13, 2009

What separates a real guy from the fake ones

During a slow Monday at work, I decided to think of a list of 5 things every real man does. This is like a prerequisite to what defines a real man from all the others.

1. Sports - even if you don't play it, a real man still enjoys watching at least one type of sport and will have a specific team that he roots for.

2. Gym - if you don't have free gym membership at work, a real man will have a 24 membership or something and use it at least once a week (which really isn't much at all).

3. Pervs - let's face it, all guys are pervs. They only have one thing on their mind most of the time when they're not thinking about food or sports.

4. Ulterior motives - although there are nice guys in this world, no guy is THAT nice where he'll go the extra mile to help just anyone out. Guys do not just want to be friends with a cute girl, they want something more and will go do whatever it takes to help her out.

5. Action movies - this is the "chick flick" genre for real men. Guys should want to watch the new GI Joe, Transformers 2, Fast and Furious movie, whether it be with their s/o or just with the guys.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Recycleables

This was a term coined by SBW and I. Recycleable refers to the passing down of individuals for the purpose of dating. When you're in at least your mid-20s and have been in the dating scene for a while, you will most likely meet a friend who has also gone on a few dates with some guy you dated or were interested before in some time of your life.

Example #1: Back in 2006, John & Carrie had gone on a few dates - nothing serious, just no connection. Later, while on the topic of guys, Carried realized that Charlotte may hit it off with John. Since it was nothing serious, she passes John down to her friend Charlotte.

Example #2: When John & Carrie were trying to set their friend Steve up with Samantha, it just didn't work out. Next they set Steve up with Charlotte, didn't work out... then Miranda. (Steve is a recycleable because he's been passed down the chain).

When does recycling not work? When you and an ex were in a serious relationship for a while, unspoken law - that person cannot become a recycleable for your friend. This only applies to not so serious "let's get to know each other and see if we connect" dating. (For example, Charlotte can never date Mr. Big, even while Carrie was happy with Aidan).

Monday, March 16, 2009

Ridiculous Threats

Is it just me, or do you find it ridiculously funny (because it doesn't make much sense) when certain girls are trying to "protect" their friends. Example:

GIRL: "You better be careful when you're dating her (referring to her friend). If you hurt her in any way, I will go over there and hurt you myself. You have my word."

COMMENTS:
#1) umm, unless you are Ms. Butch, world class American gladiator, I don't think a girl is physically stronger than a guy. even if the guy is a stick, very unlikely to overpower him.

#2) What if it's the girl that hurts the guy? Does this friend still go after him?

#3) What's with the threat?! Doing that will probably lessen the chances of the guy opening up to this potential girl's "friend".

GIRL: "I don't want her to cry to me again when she gets hurt. If you hurt her, I will chase after you and get you back for it."

COMMENTS:
#1) Again, on average, girls are not faster than guys - physical limits. (Just like how humans can not outrun jaguars.)

#2) Are you just a fair-weather friend? When your friend's going through a hard time, are you not going to be there for her?

#3) Are you implying that all guys are jerks and they are the ones that are to be blamed for anything that goes wrong?

I have observed that girls who have this protection barrier around their friends are typically the ones who got burnt before by some guy(s) in the past. And because of that, have a skewed mentality that all guys are like this. But I actually have proof that not all guys are jerks (just pervs, haha). Meet DS, my perfect guy...

Monday, March 9, 2009

Does He/She Like Me?

During the beginning stages, games are always being played. Does he/she or does he/she not like me? Why did he/she start calling me? What does this mean? Well, here are some signs I came up with to answer the basic question of: is he/she interested in me?

1) If he/she normally dresses in a t-shirt and jeans all the time, and all of a sudden he/she upgrades to something nicer ONLY when you're around, hmmm. If he starts gelling his hair and she starts curling her hair and puts on a tad more make-up than usual, hmmm. If he/she replaces the glasses with contacts and starts spraying on some cologne or perfume, hmmm.

2) You get random texts and cute emails from that person (and when you get it, you proudly show your friends with a love-sick school boy (or girl) look on your face).

3) He/she is asking you to hang out for lunch, dinner, watch a movie, etc. There are plenty of other people to hang out with, so why would he/she want to hang out with you? Hmm, probably because you somehow sparked some kind of interest on their behalf.

4) You guys talk up a storm in person, on the phone, chat, whatever... however, when you're seen together around others in person, you barely acknowledge the other person's existence and put up a fake facade. This is probably because you can't hide that sparkle in your eyes and you don't want other people to know just yet.

5) He/she likes to find a way to have some kind of physical contact with you. For example(s): a hug that's 2 seconds longer than usual (not a side hug, not an air hug, not a butt hug, but a real genuine "come to papa" bear hug), sitting really close to you, always touching your arm or finding a way to lightly brush against you, etc.

Those are the five things I came up with. However, I believe the easiest way to figure out if he/she is interested in you is to MAN UP! Do the right thing - after three ambiguous "dates", just state your intent. The end.

Friday, February 27, 2009

How To Tell If He's Secretly Digging You

There some real guys out there who would step it up and tell a girl he likes her. And if he gets rejected, oh well, life goes on. However, there are now the ones who are in secret denial of their like affair. Is someone in denial of their infatuation with you? If you answered yes to 3/5 of the below, maybe someone is secretly (still) infatuated with you:
1) In their status message, they quote little things about you (thinking no one will really catch on).

2) They change their status message to go with yours:
ie: YOU - roses are red
HIM - violets are blue <3

3) He likes to make comments about you on Facebook and pays more attention to you than anyone else.

4) He has a slight sparkle in his eyes when you're around. (He has an even brighter sparkle when you're actually talking to him.)

5) When describing their ideal significant other, he's basically describing you without saying your name.

** May apply to girls too, those super aggressive ones.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Too Routine

In the midst of the busyness of every day life and the hustle and bustle routine of things, I've decided to come up with a list of things I would like to do to "get away" (on a somewhat budget).

1) spa & massage (www.teahousespa.com)
2) a nice (non-hardcore) hike with beautiful scenery somewhere
3) picnic at Shoreline Park
4) check out Hakone Garden on a nice sunny day
5) some random cool thing that's on Yelp (like how I scored tickets to the Lexus driving event)

... and now, back to my very routine life.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Farmers, Crops, and Wolves

On every farm there are crops. Some crops are more wanted than others. There's always the main cream of the crop; the crop many farmers want but only one can have. There may be many farmers who compete for this crop, but in the end, it's all about the survival of the fittest.

While all these farmers are fighting for this crop, what happens to many others? Some crops may be a bit deformed, not completely ripe for picking, out of season, etc. Perhaps some crops may have to be shipped to a farm elsewhere for it to become a prized crop. In an ideal world, there should be a farmer for every crop.

In an ideal world, wolves do not exist. Wolves do not think twice about the farmer's feelings, they see a yummy crop and devour it up, leaving the farmer with nothing. Often, farmers have to go back to a farm and find their new cream of the crop. Beware of wolves, they sometimes disguise themselves as farmers.

Monday, January 19, 2009

NBK

This new year I've been observing and coming up with theories left and right. My latest one is entitled, "Never Been Kissed".

It all started one night when I was having dinner with a few friends. D and I have been sharing food for quite a while, so it was natural for me to grab a few samples off his dinner place and vice versa. One of our friends mentioned how he does not share food or drinks with anyone except maybe his own family members. Even during dim sum, he would ask for an extra fork for the communal dim sum in the middle. Thank goodness he isn't Catholic, huh? Kidding. Anyway, we later started talking about relationships and it turns out that for his own reasons, he's never been in a relationship before.

Fast forward to a few months later. I asked D to save me his last bite of pie because I just wanted to have a little sample taste. At the moment, I was talking to a friend about stuff and D walked over and gave me his plate with his last bite. My friend said it was gross how I'm eating his leftovers... swapping spit and what not, I guess. But it's D (not just anyone), so I never gave it a second thought. (Note: never been in a relationship, never been kissed.)

So, this leads me to this theory: those who think it's gross/dirty/etc. to share food with people most likely have never been kissed. However, the counter isn't true: just because you don't mind sharing food with others does not necessarily mean you have been kissed.