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Wednesday, May 4th, 2005

Time:2:37 am.
I'm SO proud of my darling Sotheby's employee... <3

He thanked me continuously for bringing him good luck to his career... at least that's what his Feng Shui master told him to do...
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Saturday, February 5th, 2005

Subject:For you men living in North America... V-Day is coming! *DOOM DOOM doom*
Time:6:21 pm.
In case you think you can escape the wrath of buying flowers for your significant other on Valentine's Day, think again unless you're planning on being dumped soon. If you give an excuse like "I didn't have time to buy any" (I heard that one before for years, although the bastard was online playing video games all the time), that's bullshit because you're online and you're reading this now so that means you have time. You don't need to tell her you only spent 10 minutes on this thing... she'll appreciate it like you went to the ends of the world (in a way you did).

I've been looking around for BEAUTIFUL looking flowers (better quality than those 1-800-flowers places) for a decent price, I hope you don't mind me suggesting the following website...

I've been sending flowers from this site to my family members in the states for a couple of years now (because I can't think of any gift they would like and this would appease their need for gifts just fine). Most online floral places just have ugly bouquets and this one is quite the exception.

For those who have zero taste in flowers, try to pick something that doesn't look so busy... steer clear of a mélange of tacky-ness.

They sometimes throw in a complimentary mason jar depending on which item you order. If you put in the promotion code ptp10, you can get a 10% discount on your order and if you eventually accumulate more than 10 flower purchases (or sooner if you're some kind of 'playa'), you'll get a free order. By the way, shipping is included in the order so you do save money as well. See? C'est très simple.

The only bad thing about this site is that it doesn't ship overseas... other than that it's a great find. They have nice seasonal flowers too so I usually check this site once in a while to see if there are nice ones to send to my aunt in LA.

Don't worry, I don't have a sharehold in this company so it's not one of those gimmicky ploys I'm trying to push unto my friends.

Enjoy and let me know if you decide to do this...
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Friday, January 21st, 2005

Subject:Psychological Discretion Is Advised
Time:8:32 pm.
Word of advice... steer VERY clear from sharp objects if you decide to watch the movie Closer...

It would make you want to slit your wrists from reflecting upon every bad break-up you've ever had. The last movie that made me feel this hollow and drained was probably Requiem For a Dream. Thank God I watched it with my boyfriend's brother and not my boyfriend. The supporting actors did deserve their Golden Globes, but Jude Law was Alfie, Revisited.

A friend, poor thing, was just going through a bad break-up when she was lured into this movie... a movie that had promise as a romantic comedy. Little did she know she was going to be reduced to hating the world within a mere 104 minutes. Another friend made a good point to me the other day... He said video rental places aren't likely to get their copies of that movie back because people would have killed themselves before finishing the movie. I agree.


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Monday, December 27th, 2004

Subject:Kyoto aka. AMBITIOUS JAPAN!
Time:6:44 am.
Nicolas and I just got back from our Christmas vacation from Kyoto and had SUCH a marvellous time! It's definitely a city I would love to retire in, so quaint and full of culture and meditational gardens. There was a definite sense of deliberate structure of nature there and everything seemed to taste and feel refined -- including whale sashimi and blowfish! The only thing that seemed they did with reckless abandonment is with the use of English.

Most other pictures we took haven't been developed yet. When they do, I'll try my best to scan them and share when all possible.
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Sunday, December 5th, 2004

Subject:London Gym
Time:7:17 pm.
I was chatting with a friend of mine the other day and he mentioned the gym I was interested in joining nearby my flat was also the gym Hugh Grant goes to. I imagine Hugh Grant may not be the most impressive of healthy, buff individuals most people can think of, so I have a feeling he has membership but is as much a lazy dolt as I am in terms of attending the gym for a good workout.

Oh yeah, I have been extremely busy lately with my classes that I haven't been updating you guys on anything... I'm currently doing my MA in Chinese Art and Archaeology at University of London's School of Oriental and African Studies (SOAS). I just looked back on my previous entry from a couple of months ago and realised I had a few more things in my computer...

These pictures were taken from the new Summer Palace in Beijing. Foreign "barbarians" sacked the old one. Just note the boat is made out of pure marble, based on pictures of Mississippi riverboats back in the 19th century. I'm not kidding! Anyhow, it was Empress Dowager's favourite hangout.
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Friday, July 9th, 2004

Subject:Photo Journal
Time:2:52 pm.
I'm sure you would rather see my pictures than words, so as promised, here you go...

(In case you're Interested, the pictures are scanned from photos taken with a Leica MP 0.72 and the film used were with Kodak B/W C-41 400ISO and Kodak Ektachrome Slide Film 100ISO)

Beijing, May 2004

Venice, 20-23 June 1004

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Thursday, March 11th, 2004

Time:8:00 pm.
"With family like that who needs enemies?" -- EBTG

I guess it's been a while since I've written in here, but I've been busy. I'm now living in Hong Kong with my boyfriend and the rest of my family is a bloody wreck. As of now I've learned that my mother's lover has started to move in to my house in Los Angeles and my father is now in Shanghai pretending to not be extremely affected by how absolutely low and despicable his wife has turned out to be 32 years after they first got married. He doesn't know the piece of shit is moving in. She has turned into a frigid, cold woman to a lying, cheating, deceiving bitch who would easily sacrifice her entire family for a mid-life crisis gone awry. The man, the COO of the company, just wants her money and power. She doesn't care. He is vile... to think that for years he exclaims that she reminds him of his mother. Now he's sleeping with her.

She called yesterday. It's been months since I've spoken with her. She said that she was in Taiwan and it just-so-happened that she was thinking about me and wanted to visit me in Hong Kong for a few days. I haven't heard her NOT lie and give false promises since this whole thing started. Her daughter doesn't want to see her anymore, she said no. Now it's too little, too late. I've told her after maybe a few dozen lies that I can't trust her anymore. The only for her to get any merit is if she proved that she isn't full of shit. She's only proven to me that she's getting worse. The last time she was in Taiwan, she was too busy in bed with her lover to even care about her son having a high fever in the other room. That was the last straw. Thank goodness my aunt told me days earlier of my mother's plan to visit and said that I would be "touched" that she thought about me and I would forgive her. She thought something stupid like a visit can mend all the emotional trauma over the past couple of months, how dense. If she continues her ways, she'll lose me, her husband, her siblings, and her father forever. I hate her and no more words she can say can tell me otherwise. I've had it.
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Wednesday, July 23rd, 2003

Time:9:41 am.

LOTOverfiend: getting ready
LOTOverfiend: for the gay bar gaybar gaybar
LOTOverfiend: omg
LOTOverfiend: i am going to fucking kill you
LOTOverfiend: i hate that site
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Sunday, June 22nd, 2003

Time:4:14 am.
Whelp, I've just received this picture from someone from the British Museum Chinese Art module. It was a very pleasant surprise and I thought it was rather sweet. This was part of the group of people I hung around with when I was in London. I really do miss them...

In case you're confused about which is me in the crowd, I'm the one on the top left hand corner (around 10 o'clock in military speak, I think...)
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Sunday, June 15th, 2003

Time:7:15 pm.
If my brother and I were going to be living under one roof for much longer I will seriously either move out or kill him. I hate absolutely everything he is, that intolerable piece of lowlife shit.

I have been much happier without living under the same roof as him for 12 years now and I could have gone without him in my space for the rest of my life. He's a leech and probably THE most selfish person I have ever come across in my LIFE. Everything is one sided and he goes apeshit if anything doesn't go his way.

I was waiting for him to get ready for dinner today and I told him that I don't want him to walk around in shorts in a 5-star restaurant and he wasn't happy with that bullshit. I was waiting for him by the elevator for him to put his shoes on and get ready while walking all around the apartment and all of a sudden he explodes in some fucking frantic rage on how I didn't turn off the lights while he was using the fucking thing the whole time. Now we're not going to the fucking restaurant anymore and I have seriously not met anyone over the age of 12 that acts like this. I didn't turn off the fucking lights cuz he was still using it and he blames it on me. I tell him that and he accuses me of having EVERYTHING as an excuse and I lag all the time. He doesn't realize how selfish he is when I have to wait in the office for him to finish CHATTING online with his friends before we go home every day. He doesn't realize what a lowlife he is for borrowing money I'll never see again to go out with some chick and will bring her home and I have to stay in my room cuz they're fucking next door.

It's absolutely disgusting and I cannot tolerate with this anymore.
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Wednesday, June 11th, 2003

Time:2:10 pm.
My brother and I having a deep conversation via IM.

FridaChan: Shit man, you never IM me anything important
LOTOverfiend: there you go
FridaChan: that's TOO important.
FridaChan: anything moderate?
FridaChan: thanks.
LOTOverfiend: N E time
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Friday, April 25th, 2003

Time:12:29 am.
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Tuesday, April 22nd, 2003

Time:9:50 am.
I want to ask people what they think of the SARS thing and what the media is protraying because I see something that will be pretty detrimental to the Asian community for I dunno how long.

I personally think the media is creating severe racism and people will think all Asians potentially has something like the PLAGUE, even if they or anyone they know have not stepped FOOT anywhere near China before in their lives.

It's really not NEARLY as bad as they think it is. People are avoiding Chinese RESTAURANTS now, for fuck's sake.

I just want to see how people grasp this situation, out of general curiosity... so please input. Thanks.
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Tuesday, April 15th, 2003

Time:5:02 pm.
In less than 2 weeks, I've managed to leave London, drop off cold climate clothing in LA, and arrive in Taiwan while spending the weekend viewing upcoming Sotheby's auction pieces in Hong Kong for Chinese Ceramics and Works of Art. Now I'm back in Taiwan. I miss everyone. Everywhere.

My mother is leaving for LA this evening and my brother will be arriving in Taiwan on Saturday, which we will then find endless opportunities to fight over the master bedroom. Since he's gained a lot of weight lately, I think I'll lose because all he needs to do is to threaten to sit on me and break the sound barrier with his ass... just like the good ol'days. That bastard.

In the meantime, my plan is to increase the Chinese literacy rate by learning how to read in Classical Chinese, Simplified Chinese, and Traditional Chinese as well as visit different museums, excavation sites, and kiln sites throughout China before pursuing my MA next year in Chinese Art in University of London's School of Oriental and African Studies (SOAS), where the famous Craig Clunas will head the Chinese Department. I then plan to either work for an art dealer or an auction house that deals with Chinese Ceramics and works of art. Sounds like a pretty path... I'd like to follow it for once.
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Saturday, March 29th, 2003

Subject:Chinese Art
Time:10:16 am.
I guess after studying Chinese Art for almost a year, I feel as though a lot of people around me don't understand or give crap about why I do this, why I like pots and weird stuff like that. Just look at the links below. I jacked it from a Cornell University site. You don't need to know anything about them to appreciate how beautiful some of this stuff is.


The more I view things and study about the subjects, the more I appreciate my culture and where I came from, as cheesy as it may sound. In fact, THIS is what I think ASIAN PRIDE should be. If you wish to know more about anything more specific, let me know and I'll do my best to answer you.

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Sunday, March 23rd, 2003

Subject:Optimus Prime
Time:11:10 am.
I can't believe this story...

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Tuesday, March 18th, 2003

Time:6:47 pm.
From Thursday afternoon, the module and I took turns taking the EuroStar shuttle from London to Paris for the musee des Arts asiatiques Guimet (study trip). My flaming gay Pakistani friend in class took the liberty to book the room acommodations for me, so things seemed set. This friend of mine is DEFINITELY a polar opposite of how Pakistanis are protrayed in the media these days. He's SO not like Bin Laden! Let's say that the first time he took me clubbing in London was at the G-A-Y Bar in Soho and I SWEAR I have NEVER had so many men NOT look at me before in my life! To make matters worse, one fella even butted me aside and said, "Sorry, honey! I just wanted to dance with your boyfriend here..." and gave me this "piss off, bitch!" look. I guess it was a culture shock... Anyhow, I was a bit ashamed of toting my relatively small carry-on next to him because his luggage can carry more stuff than I own, since he brought 9 outfits for 2 nights AND a full-sized iron.

So we got there at 10 something pm, then waited on the queue for the next available cab. Deux baggages. St Georges 21 boulevard de clichy. We get this eyebrow raise then a "oui, d'accord" and we were on our way. The absolutely spectacular scenery passed us by and was then dropped off in the middle of the RED LIGHT district (Pigalle). Next to us was a LATEX shop, adult video shop, strip club, and tossed-looking whores, while across the street was a 2-euro peep show establishment and a McDonald's. We saw Le Moulin Rouge down the street as my friend Fahd start singing "itchy kitchy ya ya ta tahhhhhhhh" while voguing on the street. It was then when I wanted to murder my friend, but I stopped myself because I thought the Russian hookers loitering about would mind the violence.

The bed room looked dodgy and the bed was almost shorter than I was. The twin-sized bed seemed to have been borne 2 months premature. I dropped my rollaway off and proceeded to dinner with Fahd's actor friends. It was a REALLY pleasant establishment in Monmatre. Ann, a Swiss actress from Lausanne, showed me the area near the restaurant where Amelie was shot. SO quaint! SO cute! I wanted to live there!

Fahd had a friend meet him there at the restaurant (Chez Geraldine, la Divette de Moulin) where she was bringing him a "blind date". He was too hairy. Night was fun. Got back at 3ish am.

I woke up at some derranged hour. Heard noises. ughh gross... Went back to sleep.

My alarm went off, took a shower. There was barely any warm water. My teeth chattered as the water overflooded. Breakfasted and realized Paris was an hour behind London. MERDE. We got to the museum 15 minutes late due to the general rule that there are NO taxi's around when you need them. People were asking where we were staying and I insisted on saying I'm staying close to Monmartre (a REALLY nice area), but Fahd kept blabbering on how we're RIGHT in the middle of the red light district. This definitely shows a difference in personality between he and I. The people laughed.

We were at the museum for a total of 6 hours or so. Some people were passed out on the floor. A number of people split to go shopping at St Germain. A few of us stayed there to the bitter end. I then went with 4 people to some antique shops near St Germain. Cheaper than London. Most places had fakes only. 2 places were cool. I was chatting up with someone about scholar's rocks before the Australian provincial chick (who lives 7 hours outside of Sydney) dragged me out of there out of boredom and we then relaxed at a local cafe. HOT DAMN the French coffee is SO much better than in the states or in London!!

I got back to the shithole and napped for half an hour before I had to get ready for dinner. Many classmates and I were going to the Buddha Bar for the evening. Fahd told me RIGHT before I left that I had to go with him to Ann's place for dinner before going to the Buddha Bar. SHIT. I hate being obligated when I didn't promise the third party myself. Ann's SO nice that I couldn't say no.

She opened the door and the place smelled of cheese. We had the Swiss traditional food of cheese topped with meat and potatoes. Raclette. It was REALLY good and traditional Swiss food, but I was just praying we didn't smell like cheese as we go to the Buddha Bar.

We didn't smell (not that we knew of). By the time we got there it was about time for dessert. "Liquid" centre gateau du chocolat. MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmm... We danced, the Russian hookers walked by and winked at Tom our Austin Powers in class, and got home at 4am. I lost my digital camera there. The chick there was so damn rude. I think the waitresses stole it cuz I knew EXACTLY where I put it. By the way, this is WHY I don't have pictures in this entry.

The next day, I went to meet up with a dealer from Beijing, who is a good friend of Nicolas'. I was too ashamed to tell him where I was staying, so we agreed to meet at L'Opera. We spent the afternoon hanging out at the Guimet in this section I didn't know about before. The Musee Cernuchi was closed due to renovations, so we went for coffee until it was time for me to take off. It was a nice and relaxing time, especially when we're talking the same language in terms of ceramics.

Paris is BEEYOOTEEFULLLLLLLL. I'd love to go back.
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Wednesday, March 12th, 2003

Time:2:23 am.
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Wednesday, March 5th, 2003

Time:8:20 pm.

This appears to be the most benign method of gouging someone's eyes out.
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Tuesday, March 4th, 2003

Time:2:07 am.
Wang Guang Yi... modern propaganda artist in China...

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