11 followers? And Vegas!

So I was just browsing my blog and I suddenly realize that I have 11 followers! Which is an astounding number considering that I didn't even know I had even one follower! Maaaan, makes me happy! :D Thanks guys!

So Vegas came and went. It was a pretty sweet trip, and worked out really nicely logistically. And the best thing is, us girls didn't have to pay NOR queue for entry into any of the clubs we went into, and 2 out of 3, we had free drinks, more than we could drink! It was ironic because the only time we had to get in line was the brunch buffet at Paris hotel on the last day. And the boys were like sniggering at us because I think secretly they were bored with all the bragging we were doing for the past couple of days (we all have gotten really big-headed.) Hehe. Who wouldn't!

First up we went to Tao. We stayed at the Venetian, so it wasn't hard getting on the VIP list and getting the guys in as well. It was reeeallly sweet, showing up and getting straight to the front of the line when you see the line go around and around, and people in the line looking fed up! Hoho!

The girls had free drinks, so we got the guys drinks too. It was really nice. :) Everyone was fascinated with the toilet doors that becomes opaque once you lock the door. Heh.

I think the highlight of my trip was when we went to XS. Seriously, the first time I went to XS last time, it was a feat trying to get in. You get on this promoter list (so you don't have to pay for cover, they only put u on if you're a big pack of girls), but you still have to get in line for like 1/2 an hour cuz well, there are MANY packs of girls in Vegas. This time was unreal. We got hooked up by this guy who knows the doorman of XS, and we showed up at midnight (which in any other case, you can forget about getting in), and we got to pass by hoards of people waiting in line right to the FRONT! Daym, if people can actually shoot daggers from their eyes, I would have died like twice. Hehe! And all this without paying a dime! :D

We went to Encore beach club (for free, no line too!) and went to watch KA. Got to see Deron drunk for the first time, and it was very entertaining, to say the least. He turns into this loud obnoxious drunk who yells across the craps table and waves wildly and bffs with everyone at the gambling table! Hehe.

Gonna post some pics up. Yay pictures!

The girls at Encore beach club. I am the whitest, cuz Diane was taking this picture. Hehe.

Deron (pretty drunk at this point) and I at Tao.

Me and Paula! Daym, those Brazilians are hawt!

Me and A-cakes! :D
The four of us (Jenn's taking the pic) in our suite.

Our room ( I swear this pic was taken 15 min after we reached the room, but it looked messy already. -_-).

Paula making herself at home!

People were dancing in the pool in XS! How cool!

Finally a good pic of Jenn and I. She's very fussy.

After KA! :)

Our sink was used for beer and mixers... :P

Our alcohol collection that would shame any modest bar.... :P

The water, which was only fit for the floor.

Inside of XS. Isn't it gorgeous?? My fav club hands down...

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Ahhhhhh, I love it.

Will update about food in the next post! :D

New post! :D Just updates :)

Time for my monthly post! :) It's about time now, you'd think. I know I've already attributed the lack of posts to the lack of time too many times now, so I'm just going to come clean and say it: I've been too lazy to write. Ha! Never been a big fan of writing, and there's no explosive news in my life that I would like to declare to the world, so it's just hard to find that motivation. Gonna upload some recent pics and snapshots of my life in recent times. :)

Last Saturday was Deron's sister's wedding. Never really did fancy the groom very much but since I don't predict him coming across my blog, I think I'm pretty safe about discussing my feelings towards him. Essentially, a good-for-nothing who was born in a stinking rich family, and never really amounted to very much.

Anyways, it was a beautiful wedding, and the best thing about it is that it brought a lot of Deron's family to town, so it was a party for the whole week of the wedding. Woohoo!

I was vain and got a headpiece for myself at freepeople.com for the wedding. Hehe.

Avella, the flower girl! She's Deron's niece and we like each other loads. She likes to hang out with me and her mum says she loves me. But of course. Woot!

My favorite toddler in the world, Oscar, and his dad. He's the smartest kid in the world, only 3 and he talks like a small adult. If you ask him what SCUBA stands for, he'll find the closest step to stand on (so he can look taller and more impressive), and yell out "self contained underwater breathing apparatus"! And his dad swears he only told him that one time too! Amazing memory. :)

His sister Ione and his mum Cindy! :) Cuteeee.

I asked Oscar to pose for a picture and he decided to start picking his nose to antagonize me. He's the sweetest thing, the last time we left him when we left Portland, he was wailing by the door. The cutest!

Deron and I at the vegetarian reception dinner. Everyone went home hungry and split our separate ways to get burgers and pizza after that. Ha ha.

Avella and I! She was very distracted at the wedding, so all we could get out of her was this very forced smile. Cute though! :)

Tomorrow's the 4th of July. Come to think of it, it's my first 4th of July here despite being here for sooo long ( I always am not in the country when it's July. Odd. :p) You know, I've always wonder why people always say 4th of July instead of Independence Day. Isn't it a mouthful to say the date? Anyways, gonna go watch the fireworks display. Woohoo! Prolly gonna take the bike up Mt Soledad, and watch many fireworks displays at the same time. :)))))

BTW, I managed to get reservations at the French Laundry for next month! It's only the other 3-michelin star restaurant on the whole of the west coast, if you're wondering. Hoho! I'll blog about it just like I did with Joel Robuchon. This place seems a little cheaper (250 bucks for 9 courses) but VERY snotty. It's ridiculously hard to get a reservation! You can only make reservations 2 months in advance, and if you call exactly 2 months in advance at 10am when they open, you can't get through till 1030am or so, when the receptionist will tell you the whole place is booked! For dinner and lunch! It's crazy! Finally I gave up and got Nordstrom concierge service to do it. Apparently they get so many requests for that, they set up a WHOLE TEAM dedicated to making reservations! No wonder I can't get through. Damn it. If you google how to get a reservation at french laundry on google, you get so many articles about it, it's amazing. Anyways, google French Laundry and read it up on Wikipedia. Hehe. Then envy me. Hohohoho! :P

I'll blog about it I promise. :)

Going to Vegas with the lab in a week. Happy! Research is not so great now, so it's time to bail and enjoy myself before I shoot myself in the head over research. Heh.

Psychics

Jenn just told me over lunch that she went to see a psychic when she was on Catalina Island, which got me to thinking:

Are psychics really legit? Logically, they must be, since so many of them are in business and making money right? I've always heard stories about friends of a friend of a friend who got their fortune told and it was spookingly true, but I always take it with a pinch of salt. I mean, seriously, when you hear stories of "oh my friend's sister's cousin", chances are that the story (if there even were a story in the very first place) got distorted and exaggerated along the way.

So, back to psychics.

Honestly, I think psychics stay in business not because they are awesome at telling fortunes, I think they survive because people WANT them to be true. So hope against hope, they help keep the business adrift, in the hope that they get some indication from "a higher power". I mean, when it comes down to it, there really isn't much of a difference between that faith and faith in God. Ultimately, religion and psychics persist through generations because people WANT them to exist, want them to be all-empowering and wise.

There's nothing wrong with that, I guess it's just a necessity of mankind. To be able to rely on a higher power. The comfort of it justifies it all.

louboutins

Maaaan, I wish I can get over my principle of not spending too much money on shoes... so I can get a pair of louboutins...

http://www.barneys.com/Tinazata/500724457,default,pd.html

Absolutely stunning.

Definitely going to Neiman Marcus the next time I'm at fashion valley to try it.

If I publish my manuscript before the end of this year, I will reward myself with this winner.

Hoho!

I've been so slack about my blog, I feel really bad. Been so busy though! Going to Portland next weekend for Memorial weekend. Wooohooo!

Thinkin of doing an impromptu trip in June. Really wanna go somewhere further. And exotic. I wish I could take more time off. Sigh.

Will post pictures soon. Work is going fine, just slow, but at least it's better than bad. Farmer's markets are kinda my thing now! The produce is more expensive, but the meals you get out of it feels soooo good. :)

Just made poached eggs with fresh tomato and basil jam. Woot woot!

P.S: I heart the comments from Millionaire Matchmaker. The girl cracks me up.

P.P.S: Went to a pirate party last Sat. Decided I still love jello shots, and that I am not fat. Woot woot!

You know...

You know, something is really weird. I seldom check my blog, but everytime I check it, it's when someone posts a comment! Like out of the blue I'll check my blog (like once in 2 months), and someone posted a comment on the same day! Creepy.

Okay will write more later, after I cook for Deron. Hehe!

blahblahblah!

Hi everyone!

Actually I was just checking my blog randomly. I think I haven't checked it ever since my last post! I was sooo touched by my dear friend HB who's always supporting me and reading my blog, and all the other exciting random people who leaves comments on my blog!

Things are oookay now. I have my lab meeting next Monday! In the past, whenever it's close to my turn to present, I work extra hard the week before. These days tho, every day is pretty much the same. Soooo worn out. Pfeh.

To people out there who thinks they love research and think that they want to pursue a phd, think again. I think with respect to other disciplines or jobs, research is the most unrewarding. Why, you might ask? Well, simply because you can work your arse off, you can be real smart, but ultimately, if luck is against you, it all results into nothing. Nothing.

There is no true satisfaction in research, because 90% of the time, your experiments don't work. Out of the 10% that actually works, 90% of the results are negative, and 5% are results that do not repeat. So you're left with that tiny percentage that you eventually publish, and then doubt yrself in the middle of the night: Did I do all my controls? Am I publishing the right thing?

So.

Anyways, moving onto more uplifting events.

I got a post bday bouquet from Jason and Jeff. Jeff said he was only responsible for three stalks of the bouquet cuz it was too expensive. Jason always surprises me with incredibly extravagant bouquets. I really appreciate it. Sometimes, all a girl need is flowers.

And it was double flower day, cuz I took the wrong train from L.A on the way back, and ended up sulking at Union Station for 2 hours. I was pretty much the nastiest person you can ever run into at a train station. The bouquet was so heavy I had to carry it over my shoulder like a sack of rice. And every time someone goes "Awww, those flowers are GORGEOUS!", I'll grunt and mumbled thanks. Or when someone asks "What's the occasion!" and beams at me, I just glared at them and go "nothing!". So when Deron came to pick me up, he had a bouquet of stargazers. Which was really sweet. And his first response when he saw my gi-normous bouquet was: awww, now my flowers look so sad in comparison. AWW!

My LV speedy looks puny next to the bouquet...

Anw at the end of the day, I was a happy girl. Hehe, sorry all you peeps I was rude to! A girl has her moments you know! :D

Sometimes I wish that people don't lie.

Maybe like that movie "Invention of Lying".

Maybe life would be simpler that way.

Cuz it hurts when someone dear to you lies.

You know why?

Cuz someone wise said this before: The thing about the stark truth is that everything else seems like lies.

The truth is good, only if you find it out the right way.

Not when someone is calling you at 8pm on a Friday night asking for help, and the truth tumbling out like that.

Not like that.