V for Valentine

I think it all started when some oddness struck me and made me purchase a can of Red Bull. First of all, I NEVER drank Red Bulls, it totally smell like funky carbonated urine and by adding vodka to it does not make it any classier. My boy Manny loves his Red Bull and I always refer to his choice of drink as "crack in a can". My instinct tells me something is not right, I just felt kinda out of place, ya know? Well it was V-day, after all. The remarkable day that's over-hyped with superficial flower-giving candy-eating all proceed to planned fucking. Anyhow, I decided to celebrate this free day with solo trumping in couple-infested Chinatown. It must be the Red Bull, or the MSG in the Chinese dinner, which lead to I got together with Alex and made some bad decisions. We went to "Heaven", a vibrant gay club full of hip cutesy gay boys and girls. Everything was peaches 'n creams, dancing our faces off in the backdrop of obnoxiously lousy house music. Fast forward to 2AM, when it's time to get my bag at the coat check and ready to bounce, I realized my ticket was missing. Fucks sake, they refuse to get me my bag without a ticket so I paced around with my drinks. I'm pretty certain the thief exists among many friendly hugs I've received. Bad luck happens, I can't get too upset about that. Long story short, at the end of the night I had to make a police report for a lost phone, credit card, ID card and subway pass. Luckily I had enough money on me to take the bus home....at 5AM. And luckily London is a very safe city so I had little worry about being raped or robbed. So I guess the moral of the story is, listen to your gut instinct and do not go out crowd-surfing just because you are feeling a little down. If I just took the time to ask myself if that's really what I need. If you just allow some time, things could be pretty okay the way they are, ya know? No need to go out trying to seek comfort, 'cause it ain't there.

P.S. Red Bulls = Filth water. Stay away from it for your own good. x.

When You Are Having Fun - Part I

I have a lesbian crush on Uma.

Hello friends~ Time flies when you're having fun. Or that's my excuse for putting off my blog for a week. Damn! I really should get my shit together and get down to keeping up with my new years resolution. Things like have more patience, keep a blog, and stay cool off of any relationship drama. But sometimes it's hard, you know？ Besides I'm getting swamped with school work, let's see, 2 presentations and an 1300 word essay due next week, fahhk. Anyhow, work won't stop me from having a kick-ass good time.

• Lately I have been in a frenzy for leopard prints... Omg leopard everything.  So fitting I'm happening to be in the mood for being silly and wild!!

• I'm back in touch with my MMORPG frenzy. My computer is turning into a level-up junkie and I kinda like it. 

• I met another Chinese person, finally!! This is sounding as corny as it is, but I am souped because I finally get to speak mandarin and it feels aiiiiiight. On top of that, I befriended a few cool cats from Frence who not only speak Chinese, but guarantee to put on a fresh dormitory DJ set any days of the week. 

• Chinese New Year...ahh kinda miss my China now. When I was a kid, it was a ritual to make dumplings and watch fireworks on the New Years Eve... Grandpa would mix the dough, but always leave an extra chunk out of the batch so that I can turn them into dorky little toys, ducklings, pokemons, medallions, faces... And we steam them and eat them with vengeance. Damn I miss those days. I love you and miss you grandpa... xx.R.I.P.xx 

• Over the weekend I discovered that Oxford is a lovely town. We managed to sneak in the botanical garden and the backyard of the Oxford University, the whole experience was really a visual treat. While we stroll around the beautiful town I secretly wished I could live and get my learn on in their wonderland-looking castles...

• The "Black Swan" blew my mind! How did she managed to surpass her dope performance in "V for Vendetta" I don't know, but Natalie is a queen bitch and she RULES. She definitely did outshine Uma (shut up，Christopher) and crowned as my #1 favorite actress.

• ...And speaking of the dope stuff, I went to a exhibition which showcased origins of drugs and the art and history of drugs: the "High Society". I was especially inspired by artworks of Alex Grey. His style is truly vibrant and iconic. You can check out his ridiculous paintings here. 

• The Sunday Upmarket is a graffiti covered uberville for vintage stores, street art, ethnic food, lively hipsters-everywhere crowd-surfing and people-watching-galore. Ethiopian vegetarian rice dish was yum! A camera man asked to photograph my shoes for his fashion blog. I felt his polite gesture was flattering but borderline creepy at the same time.  

• Funny Business - Guy took me to a real smash night of British stand-up comedy. Surprisingly I actually laughed really hard at their jokes. I will write more about it in Part II, sorry so tired. *Yawn~ Gonna catch the train in the morning and I haven't even finished packing. Story of my life.

I plan on skip school tomorrow for Scotland. So worth it. x.

On a Brighter Note....

robo-rainbow from mudlevel on Vimeo.

What I loved about this video: his precision, coordination using basic tools and gadgets to create a work of simplicity and style. Bravo. x.

Shit Gets RAW

Look up the sky and see the stars, ponder on the wonders of many universes and realize how truly insignificant and petty our "problems" are. Hell, you don't even have to look up, just think of what the Egyptians are going through right now. My heart goes out to all the innocent people roughing it out there. Peep this raw video footage and count your blessings boys and girls:

Tenacious Tuesday

Saturday Updates by Guest Blogger Jan-Ellen

[My friend Jan dropping clues about life in London.  Excerpt taken from her letter to friends.]
Clothes/Style: If you can't clash a. colors b. patterns c. decades, resort to d. all shades of black. And you can't be jealous when the dude next to you has a nicer purse than you do. (This is very true. I went grocery shopping yesterday at Marks & Spencer and I swear to holy mother of god, the guy behind me in line was carrying the latest Fendi purse. -FF)
Weather: No snow, just damp, chilly and still confused spits of rain to frizz everyone's hair, about mid 40's usually.  I have seen the sun 2 times for about 5 minutes time each since I've been here- just enough to prove it can reach England.
Public Transport: So orderly and efficient that it's hard to believe it transports so many people every second of the day from 6am-12am.  It's always deathly quiet, in the actual cars and filing from one section of the underground to the other.  The network of the tubes are amazing and you can walk miles and miles underground to get to different platforms. Getting on the tube in rush hour (especially the central line) is a mosh pit to see who can fit on the tube first, how many coats, limbs and scarves can get stuck in the doors and how close you can get your butt to the total stranger's groin next to you.  It's always nice to count black heads on people's noses, the number of hairs coming out of the moles on their face, if they shave their fingers, if the girl across from you is right handed or left handed by the way she draws her eyeliner, what's in that woman's purse over there... etc.
Bars/Pubs/Clubs: Any one with more of a booty than Twiggy's is guaranteed an increasing number of ass-grabs the more the night progresses.  Clever comments of approval as one walks like "Yeah" are common, with a British accent for added charm. Heels are not for walking, but for stabbing.

Language: Keen observation from Swiss Mauro that London is the worst place to learn English because no one here speaks English. There's some good movies on YouTube and other sites to watch about Cockney slang and London gang slang that are really interesting and completely don't make sense.
Dorm life:American kids can't find the flushing handle on the toilet, speak quietly, change toilet paper rolls, turn off stove burners, boil water, cook scrambled eggs, see crumbs, tell time or wash dishes. I'm almost impressed that some of these kids made it out of their front yards. (Shout out to Leslie and Joe Ray) I had a mandatory check-up meeting with the really cool Arcadia (my university) advisor from home, but has lived here for the past 5 years.  I suggested instead of extensive orientation about how not to be retarded (i.e."don't take unmarked minicabs and don't get raped- you too gentlemen"), they should instead look into a seminar about "yo' momma don't live here".





FF: I suggest they should make it a lifelong habit of look in the mirror every morning and ask themselves this question: How can I be less stupid today?


Don't talk about it, be about it. x.

Prada Spring/Summer 2011 Video Campaign

Prada kicked off its 2011 Spring Collection with this video showcasing perfect blend of fun, sexy, whimsical, glam, flirtatious... The song by Ratatat is pretty dope, too.

So fresh so clean... x.