I never really considered myself a “Chinese” food fan, since everyone knows I always bring pasta and MEAT SALAD to school.
But now that I’m in LA, I can safely say that I FREAKING MISS CHINESE FOOD! Sick of the salads and the eggs and the potato and the bread and all that. Thank goodness we cook where we are staying, so that’s all cool. (and thank goodness for oyster sauce) Being poor film interns, we understandably bought many heads of lettuce in our aspirations for salad-meals and as a result, every single meal for the past few days has included salad either as a main or a side.
In other world news, I am now a bed potato. My bed is arranged in such a way that renders me vulnerable to trash TV (since my bed faces the TV that beckons to me). The Soup, Chelsea Lately, Keeping Up with the Kardashians, Kourtney and Khloe take Miami, Holly’s World…. is this why Americans are couch potatoes?! Bad, bad, bad.
I took the bus alone the other day and everyone has been telling me to sit in the front where the bus driver can see me but it’s just not my habit to do that cause i always sit in the back. So this one time that i took the bus, i was so glad that i sat at the back because this crazy man boarded the bus and sat at the front. He was verbally abusing himself, saying he hated himself so bad and then he started abusing the people around him, slamming a guy he thought was gay and some Caucasian woman and then he spat at someone and everyone was like “oh man…”. finally this hero got up from the back of the bus (where all the cool people sit) and bellowed “oh, shut up already” and that crazie just shut it. until he finally found his tongue and said “f*** you”. mr. hero replied “back at ya” and that did the trick for about 2 minutes before he went crazy again. bus rides are entertaining.
anyway, how i blog is by no means an accurate depiction of our experiences in LA cause i’m just a bad and unmotivated blogger but we have a whole load of fun in LA (i promise) and last night was particularly wild because we went to The Factory on Robertson Blvd and danced with lots of hot gay men and at some point, this drunk woman went up on stage and flashed the whole crowd her panties (back and front) and it was like, ummm….okay. this gay turned to us and said “that’s just tragic”. but anyway, yes we have been having a lot of fun, i’ll let kening do the blogging and the posting of the photographic evidence since she’s a natural and i’m just getting rid of my verbal vomit!
i miss singapore but i’m loving LA. i suspect i might cry when i leave the city of angels. -_-
The Los Angeles 12 