i've blogged about it before, but i fucking LOVE mcdonald's and it will always hold a special place in my childhood and memories. i don't want no damn birthday cake anymore in my life, just big-macs with candles, please.

with that being said, i wish i could be as happy as the day i was in the following photo---i mean, i'm smiling (yes, and sincerely) for goodness sakes. i have absolutely no memory of this day but it's prob somewhere in the late 80's in my family's nearby jackson heights apartment in queens.

if i could relive one day out of my life continually for the rest of my life, i would choose this day because i probably was happy as hell and didn't have to give a shit about anything. .

i am a kid of the 90's.

i absolutely love 90's music (mostly everything before 1997) and i've always listened to korean pop music my whole life and enjoy korean music even now, which means i fucking love 90's korean music.

my favorite all time korean group for the rest of my life will always be Roo'Ra (룰라). growing up, i was fucking obsessed with them and their music, especially their second, third and fourth albums. they had some stylistic and member changes after that, but none of it compared to their 2nd (1995), 3rd (1995) and 4th (1006) albums---for real, THEY'RE THE SHIT. listening to them now, sure, i admit that a lot of their songs sound like rip-offs of american songs, but i don't care they're still the shit. i will never change my opinion about roo'ra, their music really means a lot to me.

each one of their albums that i love brings back happy memories of where i was living and how my life was at that time. i moved around a lot as a kid and had a million other weird issues but listening to roo'ra always made me feel very happy.

the following roo'ra albums will ALWAYS be classics to me.

*i am aware and saw their recent comeback, but refuse to acknowledge that it happened due to the fact that it was really bad.

i have to admit that i've been really bad with taking cabs home for the past month or so. i usually end work late and just don't feel like dealing with the subways all the way back to brooklyn so i just ride a yellow cab home.

i got home about an hour or so and because i ended work late and wound up having a few drinks with my coworkers, i rode a cab home. the interesting part is, as i was exiting my cab at the stoplight near my apt in brooklyn, i totally saw this chick alone in another cab that's stopped at the same light---and she was leaning her head out the window of the back right-side seat and very slowly and surreptitiously vomiting out the window. the window was half-way down and her mouth is barely reaching the top, yet she's still quietly dripping her vomit down the glass and side of the car. the cab driver had no idea she was doing this, and by the look on the girl's face, i don't think she realized what she was doing either---i looked at her face and man, she was fucked up.

holy shit, that gave me a good laugh.

only in nyc does your grass supplier tell you that they can't come meet you somewhere like usual and instead asks you to drop by their apartment because they're not able to leave since "it's monday night and gossip girl is on."

one day, my insomnia is going to make me do something crazy.

less talk, more action.

to support one of my best friends, judy---me and all of my close friends usually go to anna sui's show at fashion week every season.

all the spring 2010 shows marks the end of an era because this is the last time nyc fashion week will be at bryant park, so sad---it's moving to lincoln center starting with the fall 2010 shows.

anyhoo, here's some pictures from last night. fun fun funn.

i hate to admit it, but i think i'm going to be an insomniac for life. it's always been a problem and i don't know how to fix it.

if i had one superpower, it would be the ability to fall asleep whenever i wanted. yes---i would be that loser superhero and i'm sure my costume would be as lame as hell.

wow, you know things are bad when the lady at burger king behind the register says, "damn, you hungry!" after placing your order at 4:30 in the morning. somehow i wandered alone from 58 and madison to the burger king that's 24 hours on the weekend at 32nd and fifth.

ny fashion week is looming. models have overtaken downtown, they're everywhere.

i've been through a lot of stuff while i've been at my current apartment, and i was extremely grateful to have somewhere i could call home to have as a solid foundation. it's spacious and quiet here, and i love the fact that i have no furniture. i love that it's almost completely empty. most people come over and think it's sad but it's just what i prefer---less is always more.

anyway, i was cooking some dinner (even though it's two in the morning) before and for the first time ever, reading a book while doing so. it was actually nice and i was able to focus on the book. the pathetic part is that it's probably the first book i've read in 6 months. the last one i tried was The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz. i love how it won the pulitzer but i'm sorry, i couldn't even make it to the 1/2 way point. it just jumped around too much for me and there were so many terms on every page that i didn't know and at one point i had no idea what was going and i got too lazy to look them up. that's when i put it down. well anyhow, i was standing there reading and watching the pan when i realized that i'm really going to miss this apartment when i leave. i'm sort of sad that i only have a month and a half left.

oh, and i also plan to go out with a bang. i've thrown many parties and dinners here and plan to have a bash before i leave. woohoo.

i need to be more social, i should try new things.

instead of wandering alone all over downtown for hours at 2am after work, maybe i should just get a tv so i'd have something to do when i got home. oh yes, and a couch would be nice. furniture is always a plus.