Happy Halloween!!!

Made by yours truly and Ms. Roz Astle!

Yeah ... my camera wasn't cooperating with the lack of lighting.

Happy Hallmark Day!!!

I just got home from working an 8 hour shift at Bubba Gump's. In the spirit of Valentine's Day, I would like to share a story about what happened tonight:

My co-worker, Elyse and I are assigned the two sections that are located in what the restaurant calls "The Gump House". This is the private/VIP room. However, when it gets really busy the restaurant will open the room to everyone. Sometime around 7pm, our manager comes rushing in and tells us about this couple where the man is going to propose. She gives us explicit instructions that we are supposed to do a Bubba Gump birthday song and then right after the song, the man is going to ask his girlfriend to marry him. Immediately, Elyse and I get excited and we discreetly start spreading the news so that we can get a big crowd to do the birthday song with us. Now everyone is excited! The couple gets to the end of their meal, Elyse gets the complimentary birthday sundae we usually give out, I get everyone to come into The Gump House, we do the song, the song ends, and ... nothing. No proposal, just the normal behavior of someone who is slightly humiliated by having a group of people embarrass him/her in a public setting. Everyone exits The Gump House with a perplexed air and a "What the hell is going on?!?" expression. The room has this huge bay window that opens the room to the rest of the restaurant. Because everyone wants to know what's going on, everyone lingers outside of The Gump House directly in front of this window, looking in. Since no one else really has any business being in The Gump House aside from me and Elyse, the two of us have the fortunate and hilarious experience of seeing all the servers staring into the room, gawking at this poor couple. Apparently my co-workers do not know the definition of the word "inconspicuous".

Best quote of the night: "You guys, we are not at a pet shop!!!"

For the next 5 minutes (which felt like an eternity!), the man presented his fianceé-to-be with gift after gift, and card after card. Then he pulled out a small wine bottle with a note inside, to which our manager exclaimed, "The ring's in there!!!" Luckily, the woman had her back to us so only her fiance could see us blatantly watching them. It must've been incredibly awkward for him. He managed to keep a straight face, though. Finally she opened the bottle, read the note inside, and they embraced. At this point we were all asking each other, "Did he just propose? Did she just say yes? Should we go in there and shout congratulations???" Right then, the woman turns around and surprise, we're there! How would you feel if you were experiencing an incredibly happy/intimate moment, and then to turn around and see 50 faces squished up against the window behind you? Well, I would laugh, which thankfully, is what she did.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Happy Belated New Year's!

Yah...Hi. I'm about a week and a half late with ringing in the New Year. As a matter of fact, I don't even feel like a new year started. I was pretty much working every day from Dec. 22nd to Jan 3rd with only two days off within that period. I was EXHAUSTED!!! I needed a few days of doing absolutely nothing to get back on track. Not to mention, having worked all night on NYE (meaning not leaving the restaurant until 5am) and then having to return to the restaurant at 5pm that evening, it made me nocturnal. For those who have heard my previous rants on being nocturnal, I HATE being nocturnal because it's so hard to get myself back to normal. So yes, it took me a few days to resurface.

... and then I just start to procrastinate on writing this entry. Heh ... sorry!

So New Year's Resolutions:

1. To book an audition that my agent/manager sends me out on.

2. To be more financially stable this year.

3. To take more pictures so that I can post them on this blog.

Update: Paul Lange has moved out to LA to try his luck as an actor out here! Woo-hoo! He is the first of my New York friends to join me in my Los Angeles world! I'm excited that he's out here.

HAPPY BELATED NEW YEAR'S!!!!

Boobies and Miss 1890

Boo Bees!!!!! Hehehe!

Miss 1890

Heading scandalously to work - Victorian style!!!! Look at those ankles! She's so naked!

Happy Halloween!!!

Happy July 4th!

And I'm proud to be an American ...

Happy New Year!!!

As many of you know, I am currently on a plane. But because blogspot is awesome, I've been able to preset the time when I want this to be published. So ....

WARNING: There will be A LOT embarrassing pictures of me. Prepare for your eyes to be assaulted!!!

Saying Goodbye

And don't worry! It's not too long or sappy!

I have actually had a request to see what I looked like before I came to NYC. Luckily for those who made the request, packing allows you to find such photos. So here we go, back to South Pasadena High School circa 2001/2002!!!!

(Sorry Pamela, Roz, Rudy, and everyone else in these pics!!!)

And while you're cracking up, let me take the time to explain that this was for Color Day, which was the most patriotic day for our high school. We were the Tigers and our colors were orange and black (which were just awful) and on this day you were supposed to go all out with school spirit.

My two best friends from HS. We called ourselves "The Drama Shorties" because we were in the Drama program and we're all about 5ft tall. That's Rudy on the left and Roz on the right.

Hey, laugh all you want at the costumes. We won the "Best Costume" prize for our grade!!! 

Roz is even wearing the "medal" we won that morning. Woot. Plastic orange plates with a "Best Dressed" label glued onto it ... our school passed out the best prizes ...

This is my twin, Pamela. We played twins in Peter Pan because we were both in the Drama program and Asian - which meant that we looked the most alike. Sad, huh? That's small town syndrome fer ya! ;0)

Incidentally, I was still able to see without glasses then. I'm blind as a bat now!

Some buddies in Cambria. See why I missed CA?

High School Graduation - The picture that everyone has.

Just for fun, I thought it'd be cool to juxtapose that picture with my college 

graduation pic:

My parents look exactly the same. 

I just look older. Oh, and I started wearing make-up. Lol!

And yes, Dad, I have my mother's nose.

I think the one person that I really do have to mention in my "Goodbye to NYC" is Mr. Derrick Karg - whom I've affectionately nicknamed "Fuzzyhead" because his hair has been for the most part, just out of control.

Note: His hair is different in almost every picture I have of him.

Dear Fuzzyhead,

You have literally become one of two men in my life who I consider to be one of my brothers. You were one of my first friends in New York and one of the very few people from school with whom I am still close with. You have stuck by me through hard times, seen me at my worst, and was with me during some of my best times in New York. You exposed me to many new things such as your taste in music, favorite ebaum's world videos, and other random stuff that I didn't really like. Hahaha! You were with me for my first snow experience and showed me how to toboggan. Granted, you didn't tell me that I had to roll off the damn thing at the bottom of the hill. So you watched me bounce off the ground from the impact and laughed when I landed on my face several feet away - jerk!

And of course, who could forget the red hair??? Holy frickin' cow! Talk about becoming infamous by association. The stupid things we did during freshman year - I was highly amused by the fact that the rest of my college career was plagued with "Hey! You're that girl that hung out with that guy who dyed his hair red!". And folks, he had me re-dye his hair not once, but twice! And both times he forgot to bring me a glove!!!! So what did I do??? I dyed his hair and walked around with red hands for a couple of weeks. It definitely gave me a headache then, but I guess you learn to let these little things go. Maybe it's my turn for revenge??? Look at yourself, bro! Hahaha! (And let's negate the fact that he talked me into dying a lock of my own hair. God, we look like dorks!)

You and your family took me in when I was looking for comfort and familiarity. I can not express how grateful I am to your family and most especially, to you. I look back at our past 6 years and I remember times when we laughed, cried, fought, comforted each other, and times when I just wanted to strangle you! School was definitely a rough experience because it was just so much damn work! I couldn't have asked for a better person to struggle through it with. And looking at our pictures now, I kinda see why everyone thought we were dating. Funny how you never see things when you're in the situation. Haha! I love you and I'm so blessed to have you in my life.

See??? We frickin' look like a couple!!! And why are we hugging a tree?!?!? (Don't answer that question!)

And with that, I sign off to New York City. Perhaps some day in the near future I'll be living here again (how ironic would that be???). Just watch, I'm gonna get a gig and with the way my luck goes, the project is going to ship me back out to the Big Apple. (I'll be so annoyed if that happens!) At least now, I know that I have friends out on this coast and that I will never again have to be as terrified as I was when I came here 6 years ago. I will be okay, no matter where life takes me.

Queens, Bronx, & Rikers Island

Happy New Year!

2009

Drama that Comes With the Holidays

My parents are coming to town in 2 days. It doesn't feel like Christmas because I'm not going back to LA for the holidays. This year it will sort of feel like we skipped Christmas and 2009 will start. I feel completely ambivalent and emotions are just a big jumbled mess. C'est la vie, no?

My parents and I will be driving to Maryland, then to Williamsburg, VA, and then back up to Shelton, CT to spend Christmas Day with the Karg's. I have no idea why we're doing this, I'm just tagging along. Most of all, I'm at a total loss as to why we're going to Williamsburg, VA and I'm not sure if we're going to colonial Williamsburg, or actual Williamsburg. My mother is kinda eccentric. In any case, let's hope I can get through spending an entire week in a car with her.

In other news, Noel and I are doing okay. I spent a month falling apart, but it looks like we'll definitely be able to become friends when I get back to CA. It'll be difficult but I think with time we'll pull through. He is, and was a great person for me to be around and I'm thankful that our break up wasn't any worse than it was. It's interesting to find, though, that after a month, I realized that I don't want the relationship to continue either. I think I've been bitten by the "single bug" or something. Basically my attitude has been "I'm free!". Haha. Adding to my jumble of emotions is that I also met someone else out here - already. I know ... for some reason my life gets slightly dramatic when I'm not exclusively dating someone. I'm a bit sad to be leaving the new guy because I'm a die-hard romantic and I always want to see where things go. Well, as they say, if it's meant to be, it's meant to be, right? There is no way in Hell that I'll be doing another long distance relationship. I think 5 years of doing long distance has filled my long distance quota for life. If anything, I need to keep reminding myself that men will come and go, but I will always have my career - and I am moving for my career. Ah, the adventures of the young and single. Someone shoot me. It's really not all that fun. Haha. 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Halloween!

Hope everyone had a great July 4th!!!