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Name: Sonya Country: United States State: California Birthday: 6/4/1987 Gender: Female
Interests: dancing, dancing did i mention dancing? eating (in'n'out, tofu house!) hanging out with friends, watching movies Expertise: acting like Dory, from Finding Nemo, hahahha...eATinG, being really weird, being inconsPICuous! muhahahhahah, muahaa...hmmm, i'd like 2 say shopping, but i'm still depressed bout buying those abercrombie and fitch pants 4 $40 when i saw them later 4 20!!!! Occupation: Student
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7/23/2003
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| so, i just have to share my new information with you...i'm crazy like pumped right now in both good ways and bad ways, let me explain why....okay, so i work with these people charmaine and tran. me and my sister and tran go salsa dancing and jazz clubbing last night...then me and tran decide to migrate over to a club where charmaine's hanging out, club dragon eye..it's pretty cool, there was a CRAZY go-go dancer that was all MJ-ing it. we hang out for a while, meet all her guy friends, etc. then migrate on to another club, club hei hei. on the walk there, charmaine explains to me and tran that there are 3 hottest clubs in long kwai fong (which was where we were): dragon eye, hei hei, and volar. okay, so we already hit dragon eye and were heading over to hei hei, not bad for one night, right? btw, up to this point, i;'ve never been in a club in HK, just bars and discos (ew)...okay, so we go up to hei hei, and the owner's giving me shit about getting in because you gotta have an id to show that you're 21...well, i'm not 21 first of all, and second of all, my ID got stolen with my purse. so i show him my wallet and how empty it is and explain that i still don't have an ID yet. and while i'm trying to convince me to let me in this lady is being dragged by a security guard out of the club. she's hitting him, screaming, cussing...one SERiously violent drunk.
okay, so we get in with a warning, and hang out inside dancing (boy did i miss hip hop dancing)...i go crazy dancing! there we see charmaine's friends again, hangting out by the outdoor jacuzzi thing. apparently there was a lotta hype about this club in HK, but it wasn't riDICulously amazing. okay, so we leave with charmaine's friends (particularly rex, who is the one throwing this club-hopping cherade)...and we head on over to the next place
now, i don't know where we're going, but i just know that every time we come to this area of hong kong, i walways see this super secluded club wioth bouncers and people trying to get in on the outside. and they have private parties and everything and my sister explained to me it's the most hard-to-get-into club in HK, and there are paparazzi standing across the street. so, believe it or not, that happens to be the club that we go to!! and i go to the entrance, and there are the bouncers and i'm like, oh shit! i'm not gonna get in. they put out their hand like they're gonna stop us, then realize we're with rex and his friends, and then let us in without even checking id... i'm like in awe
the place was so awesome! it was like one of those movies. and all the time we were there i felt seriously short, fat, and ugly cuz everybody there looked like a fucking supermodel...and i mean everyone! i think it was because club dragoneye was having a models night, and that place emptied out so everybody migrated here (and maybe only such supermodels can get in so VIP)
charmaine explains to me that her friend rex lives in a mansion (which is super rare in HK) and knows a lotta club-owners. he sits there and buys us drinks without even asking us, such as two bottles of champaigne, each of which cost 880 HK bucks, over 100 US...this is crazy, i've never lived the life like this, this guy was crrraazy! omg, but i still can't get over how incredibly beautiful everybody was there...so anyways, at about 4 something we leave and head off for a midnight snack (not really midnight though) and we're standing there and suddenly we hear glass break and see these two guys fighting. so i'm like YAY, i've never seen a fight before! but then i start to freak out as one guy remains alone while the other guy has about 20 guys join him. soi they're running after the one guy, the whole gang of them! with beer bottles and the guy is ryunning for his life, and meanwhile im freaking out and everybody's trying to pull me away so we can get out of the scene. and i'm liek we hafta call the cops we hafta call the cops! and they're like, don't get involved, the cops'll come. so last night i dreamed that i was shot in the back and that i died. i was seriously for real crying in my sleep, and i think it has something to do with the fight last night. anyways that's my dramatic night =P | | |
| hello American friends. i miss you all so much, but i'm having a BLAST here in the HK. so what's been up with the rest of you? i wanna hear about your exciting summers
i've been teaching SAT's to Chinese and Korean kids here. it pays really well, 200 an hour (which is almost 30 US, much more impressive than my minimum wage OVT job)...tomorrow i'm gonna start work for a kindergarten teaching English to little kids (jabooji booji boo!!!)..i've found out here how very difficult teaching really is, i mean, especially with hong kong kids. because when i'm trying to get them to participate and all, they don't say a word. i try to get them to be creative and think of useful techniques for studying and memorizing, but they've been so very brainwashed of creativity by hong kong schools that it's impossible for them. then, when i try to make class more exciting my playing educatory games, the boys (the girls are completely QUIET and never say a word) get all roudy (i don't know how to spell) and talk so much and disrespect and all. it's really hard to find a balance, cuz i want them to be friendly with me so that theyre not intimidated to speak in class, but that doesn't mean they get to talk back to me and be rude to other class-mates, you know? (one of the chiense kids was making fun of the koreans, and wouldn't shut up). i think it's especially hard cuz they're at that annoying age where they're not mature enough to act responsibly, but they're just beginning to break out of their shell, aka they're like 11-15 years old, quite an annoying age, when puberty's just around the corner. but oh welps...i'm really excited about tomorrow because i made all these cards with vocabulary words on them so that we can play taboo/cherades, i think they'll enjoy it and it's still a learning experience, hehehe...i really wanna improve their english and i hope i'm doing a good job.
anyway, i'm really low on cash right now, hehehe..especially since my FUCKING PURSE GOT STOLEN the night before last. i was so pissed off. my sister and i and friends were in this bar in Wan Chai (prostitute and bar section of hong kong), I put my purse with everybody else's and by the time it was time to leave, everybody picked up their purse but me! i loved that purse, and inside i had cash, my debit card, Hong Kong ID, China visa, etc...all of those cost mucho dinero to get back. And i can't do anything without my HK id...so anyways, when i found out that my purse was stolen, i figured a good solution was to demand shots frome everyone to make me feel better. and the night ended in me being taken home in a taxi, hahaha...apparently (and this is for you lindsey if you're reading,) i thought it'd be a good idea to sleep on the sidewalk.
i found out when i got here that my sis is a crazy party animal. she always used to be real good in college and stuff and then i came here and found out that she's miss party girl. she takes me out like all the time with her guy friends and roommate...hong kong has a wild bar scene, i mean, they have these whole areas where most of the ex-pats (our name for westerners living in HK) hang out. and we just go on ladies' nights and weekends and bar-hop till sunrise, it's crrrazy. being legal is so fun it's gonna suck when i go back home.
so practically everybody here that isn't Chinese is English, or from some place where they have an English accent of some sort, so i've been picking up all these weird words and ways of talking (shagging, eop, doc, snog, gapyear, etc.). you know how us Americans raise the accent at the end of our sentence when we ask a question? well, English don't. they drop their voice at the end of the sentence...i don't know if that makes any sense but try asking a question out loud and maybe you'll understand. anyways, i'm starting to speak like them, hahaha...
last night was hilarious, you guys won't believe what i did. so we were at mike's girlfriend's bar (she's a bartender) and mike and pat, two of my sis's friends...got rpretty drunk (mike took two 151 shots AFTER he got trashed) and so they decided to get their ears pierced...by me and my sis. so we're sitting outside the bar, people are staring, i put an icecube on mike's ear and slowly but surely jab an earring through. it was really hard, cuz usually piercers have a gun, so i had to like push and pull for a while, and he just sat there taking it. it looks pretty good though, i'm pleased and so is he and the bartender =P
hm, what else is new? i tried hash for my first time a few days ago. i guesss it's different from weed. it's like this playdough-like tootsie-roll clayish stuff. i can't think of any other way to describe it. u either burn it and mix it with tobacco and smoke it, or you just roll it up into a joint. anyways, it really mellows me out and makes me fall asleep,. weed does the same thing, but i usually stay awake a little longer and laugh a lot. hash doesn't have the "everything's-so-funny" effect on me.
okay, so i've said enough now. i'm in an internet cafe and some bitch lady wants to use the computer and put me on a 15 minute timer...so i should probably head off. i hope u guys find my lovely hong kong update interesting, i miss y'all and hope you have a fantastic summer. i can't check this thing often since i have no internet, but i'd love to hear from you!! okay, peace out g'z! | | |
| wow...okay, so anything i put in my xanga before ignore it, i don't want people to judge me based on what they read there!! i've been having lotsa lotsa fun down here in college doing very fun activities, such as STUDYING (hahaha, just kidding)...but i really do do normal things. let me try to think of them, ummm....well, i eat lots of pho, mmmmm. and i'm an orientation leader, meaning i take cute new freshman on tours around campus and stuff like that during the summer. i was supposed to HONG kong this summer to teach SAT's , i even had a job...but i think i might ditch that to go to australia with my sister anbd just go sight-seeing. i miss y'all and the only thing i like about ever going home to anaheim is seeing all my old friends again. | | |
| oh i forgot to add, i ate meat yesterday for the first time in five years!!! and i ate sooooo much of it, i didn't know what i was doing!!! | | |
| okay, it's 10 in the morning and i don't know where else to go, i had the best day of my life yesterday and have to tell somebody!!! so i'll use this. OMG!!! yesterday was SOOO fujuuuuuuuun
why was it fun, you ask? well, let me tell you!!! yesterday was what is known here in UCSD as Sungod festival, named after this statue we have of the sungod. it's a day when everybody on campus gets drunk all day, starting with their first class, until an awesome LUDACRIS concert at night!!! so here was my fantabulous day:
10:00 wake up, shower, take a couple shots of vanilla smirnoff with timbrely, and head off to class where I run up and down classroom stairs giggling in the middle of lecture!!!
12:00 eat, but oh no, i'm sobering up! so timbrely and i take a couple more shots and fill some vodka in a waterbottle to take with us, and OFF to sungOooooood! arrive at sungod, many many festivities!! race timbrely drunkenly through a blow up obstacle course. then head off to price center, where there are many more festivities.
2:00 i get facepainted, finish my bottle of vodka (ewww!) and push Christina (yes, buquid) into the Price Center fountain (which today, due to tradition, is full of foam bubbles). her cell phone goes in with her and breaks (oops!)...then, jump in myself along with tracy.
3:00 wrestle Max in fountain
4:00 head off with Chante, Katie, and Laura to Sungod again, where we take drunk pictures of giving each other strawberries in our cleavages (wtf?)...then talk to random strangers who are drunk too, including the boy i like!!!...then play foam wrestling and win a free koala shirt (this super-sketchy, racist, sexist, insulting, alcoholic, drug-addict campus newspaper).
5:00 change into free shirt cuz we're soaked from wrestling...now, it's off to Laura's apartment to clean up.
5:30 me and laura pass out in our underwear
6:00 chante wakes us up and yells at us to get up so we can play more, but Laura's too trashed...i take many many more jello shots at laura's place and try to use my earring to get them out (again, wtf?)
6:30 head over to max's where we blow up condoms, one of which we name Herb, and are thoroughly amused throwing it around for like, half an hour (wtf?)...then drink a shot of beer (vodka's too gross) and a guiness
8:00 meet tammie to give her her ticket, fill up waterbottle with some of max's absolut citron, and head off to eat
8:30 arrive at dining hall, but i have to get my id card to get into concert, so i go home to find it. but my roommate locked me out and i don't have my key, so i break off my screen and climb through my window. still can't find my id though, so head off to common room where i yell at people i don't know sitting there to find my id card. maria heolps me, and we find it
9:00 finish absolute citron (which btw, was DISGUSTING) and head to concert, where i eat indian food, get a random stranger to buy me $2 water, meet up jimmy, kelly and her friend from home allison.
10:00 watch phantom planet, boo pretty girls make graves off stage, and see ludacris (he is fucking awesome, i love him!!!). get some random guys to let me smoke their pipe, EVERYbody was smoking pot, i couldn't smell weedless air, so naturally, i was suffocating throughout the entire concert
10:30 go home, get anna to buy me mexican food while i sit in timbrely's room and watch her and preston drink 8 shots in less than an hour. they get trashed and throw up. brian comes over and shows me some sugar, preston loves him, and i pass out.
is that not the best day ever? it doesn't sound as good written out, but if you were there, you would have loved it. there was just SO much school spirit yesterday. everybody was friends, noboldy gave a damn about anything, everybody was wet, everybody was gone, it was so much fun | | |
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