welcome

after carol kept begging and begging me to join blogspot with her hands held high, i finally decided to make her happy.

ever since our prolific friendship blossomed at the tender age of 12, in mr. borup's class, we have been..well...what do you call it? FRIENDS. friends during times of bloody noses, friends during secret grilled cheese missions, friends during breaking the law, etc..

and through my attempts of hollering her name to her balcony and kidnapping her on many occasions with her "wet hair", we have been K.I.T.ing for a decade now. she is truly a lucky girl.

during our leisurely time aside from eating glazed twists and watching the hills, we graffiti battle..

i will take the liberty of starting it out..

this is me and carol in mr. brogdon's class and this is where we learned grammar. i used to put stickers from my planner in her hair (unbeknownst to her attention) which read phrases such as "homework," "test," "event," "study" and she wouldn't discover my surprises until she showered at night.




this was a moment when we all decided to ditch school to go to burbank for KRISPY KREME DONUTS, WENDY'S and TILLY'S. i, of course, was the ring-leader and jumped graciously over the skyhigh fence, i must give xtina some credit as well because for such a small girl, she leaped like a premature kangaroo. ON THE CONTRARY, patty's windbreaker pants got stuck on the spikes and her bansuh got exposed to the entire world. carol was hollering for help (being as unathletic as she is) but we were already on the run, when i looked behind, i see a very noticeable tear along her thigh. after our mission, we went back to school, patty in different pants, and carol with stapled jeans. how classy.

this picture was when donna, carol, and i decided to be water girls for the football team one day. of course instead of doing our duty, we were horseplaying on the side. carol was piggy-backing me, then donna decided to join the escapade by jumping ON TOP of both of us. we crumbled down like a stack of deflated hotcakes.

a flashback of 1997. "the asian corner" we thought we were badass. we thunk damn right.

now carol's art begins...

here we are at disneyland. not only did we end up going on the hottest day of the year, but we went with my little cousin who apparently is terrified of large and costumed "actors." one second we were all aligned to take a lovely picture with max, the next second he ran like the speed of lightening and this is how our picture came out.

a bunch of us went to big bear for my very mature 16th birthday. vivo carol and i shared a queen sized bed HAHAHHA. that is me in the middle spread out and comfortable (duh its my birthday) and carol and vivo were quite squished in these exact positions.

here we are on the way to magic mountain. carol and i were in the TRUNK, because back then, finding a driver with a car was like finding gold needles in a haystack. i enjoyed myself, carol did not.

we are very competitive girls. "best tasting coffee contests" and "best improvising with ingredients we have on hand contests." i made fun of her so bad for making fried rice with my purple rice my mother made, and HECK, it turned out to be the best tasting creation ever. im sorry (NOT).

here i am at the hilary duff concert i attended last week. donna surprised me with tickets and we were the oldest ones there (aside from the parents/guardians that needed to be there with their screaming and abnoxious 12 year old kids). we knew all the lyrics.

and just to let all you fine folks know, carol is the most-undercover-hardcore HILARY DUFF fan ever!! she's just too shy to admit it.