Today the Queen Mother has died.

Long live the Queen.

I've got friends coming up from Seattle, so I get to play tour guide for a couple of days. I guess they'll get to see how little I really know my Vancouver. Hehehe. Should be fun though...it'll keep my mind occupied and nose out of trouble. Well...hopefully, anyway.

*sigh*

Spent the morning teaching my parents how to check for messages on their cell phone. OMG! I know they were born before the digital age, but it's OHSOFRICKINGI'MGOINGTOJUSTSHOOTMYSELFFRUSTRATING to teach them how to use the menu systems on the Nokia 5100. We got the phone as a free replacement for the Startac my dad dropped, and ever since, I've been loathing the day we did.

The Nokia 5100 series phones have this center "smart" button that's supposed to do endless functions from dialing people to deleting messages because it doubles as an "OK" or "ENTER" button. Convenient for other people. Bad for teaching technologically-illiterate people. It's makes it confusing to explain that the center button does nearly every option, yet you still (on occassion) need to use the arrow keys to scroll up/down. So when they forget a step and just push this "smart" button they can end up accidentally dialing, deleting, playing snake or calling any of the other zillion (useless) options on the phone. And quite amazingly, nearly every option, EXCEPT the one to check their messages.

*shakes head*

I love my parents. Heh.

10. Never trust them to hold off on the mayo. Just tell them to skip everything and bring it home and spread it yourself.
09. When girls tell you nothing is wrong, they really mean everything is wrong.
08. If they keep insisting nothing is wrong, it's probably something you did. Good job buddy.
07. Mud drenched dogs like to leap onto your clean white khakis.
06. Never lend money to friends. You can give it away, but never lend it.
05. In the end, you always get what you pay for.
04. There are dumb questions and dumb people. Dumb people are those who make more mistakes by not asking the dumb questions.
03. "Righty tighty, lefty loosey."
02. When all else fails, you can always become a Rodeo Clown.
01. "Beer then liquor, and you'll never be sicker; liquor then beer, and you'll be in the clear."

Oooooh!!! I got thin envelopes from law schools this morning! And kids...you know what that means!

REJECTION.

Yummy scrumptious morsels of joy bundled with creamy goodness! My worthlessness validated on paper. Now that's worth framing!

*ponders*

I should really send back thank-you cards.

So what's worse? Having the guy ask for your ID at the doors, OR having him say that he believes that you're of age and that he doesn't need to see your ID?

I mean you think it's such a bother having to pull out your ID everytime you go, but it actually feels worse when they don't ask to look.

Ugh.

I feel old.

Heh. I've got blog block. I can't think of anything interesting to write even though I have so many things on my mind.

Hmm. Well at least I wrote today.

*shrug*

IRONY -- eye-ROW-knee
1. A pretense of ignorance and of willingness to learn from another assumed in order to make the other's false conceptions conspicuous by adroit questioning
2. The use of words to express something other than and especially the opposite of the literal meaning.
3. When you install Norton Systemworks 2001 on your computer and you reboot, and then your system promptly stops working.

*groan*

Me: Wanna go drive for six hours to get some doughnuts?
Brain: What on earth could justify a 6 hour drive, just to get doughnuts?
Me: What if I were to tell you, that they were not just any doughnut...but the coveted Krispy Kreme doughnuts?
Brain: Meh.
Me: Hmmm. Ok. What if I told you, you would get a chance to test drive a BMW X5 with a 4.4 litre V8 engine and 290 horsepower?
Brain: Oh. Ok. So when do we leave?

Frank, Sue, Jay and I drove down to Washington State to grab some doughnuts. But not just any doughnuts. These are the Krispy Kreme doughnuts, and only one Krispy Kreme store is open in all of the Pacific Northwest (Issaquah, Washington). That's approximately a 3 hour drive away from my house!

I've heard that people were camped outside the Issaquah Krispy Kreme location before it officially opened. When I heard that, I was intruiged (to say the very least). I don't really have a sweet tooth, but both Frank and Jay swore that it was best doughnut in the world. Hmmm....

*shrug* What the heck. Driving down there for doughnuts? Sounds like something to do. I'm in.

Frank was able to "procure" a BMW X5 for this weekend's adventure. Spacious, luxurious and sporty...it was definately a good choice for a weekend drive. I certainly wasn't complaining! Leaving early, we arrived in Seattle by late morning. We took some time to window shop around Nordstorm and Pacific Place mall. After walking to Pike's Place and eating fish and chips and chowder for lunch, we did some more shopping. Around mid afternoon we decided that we were sick with all this shopping and decided to go head for the doughnuts. The REAL reason for the trip.

*shakes head* You know? It's still seems funny to say that...

  

Anyhoo...for those of you who've never been to a Krispy Kreme store, it's kinda fun to go because you can watch them making the doughnuts. Then, you can buy and eat the doughnuts while they're still hot and chewy! And when they're still hot? They're the best darn doughnut you'll ever have. I snagged four dozen. Heh. The way I rationalized it was, since I made it all the way down there, I might as well stock up. Besides I knew several people back home who would kill to have some... Heh.

We loaded the X5 with all our doughnuts and drove back home. It was quite humourous to see that nearly all the cargo space was being used to transport our doughnuts.

Canadian Customs: Anything to declare?
Us: Just 18 dozen of Krispy Kreme doughnuts!
Canadian Customs: Oh. Ok.

Came back home late at night. The sky was so crisp and clear, but it was hovering just above freezing. Jay, Frank and I decided to go hot-tubbing under the stars. Then into the sauna for a good sweat. A perfect end to a great doughnut run...

Finally I've made a static link page and I'm slowly adding all the links from my bookmarks. I really should have made it a LONG time ago.

*shrugs*

Well...if I've forgetten anyone please e-mail me!

A long day filled with little stresses. But thank goodness it's over!

So I'm sitting back, chatting with folks on IM, listening to J. pop and sipping a can of diet Coke. Well...fake diet Coke actually. It's that nasty Safeway Select stuff. Now if you thought diet Coke tasted funny, this stuff tastes more foul. Quite frankly, it's the crappiest Coke I have ever tasted in my life.

But I'm still drinking it. Why? You know what? I really don't know the answer to that question. Maybe it's because it has been sitting in my fridge for the longest time. (I think sometime since the Clinton administration. Well not that long ago. It was in the post-Monica era, I think). I was actually going to snack on carrots but we're fresh out (again). Hmmmers. So I open the fridge door and there it was. A lonely can of fake diet Coke. It seduced me. It called my name and said: "DRINK ME".

Okay. *sips*

Awwwwwww. Gawd! That's awful!

*sips again*

Hmmm..."It's like a party in my mouth...and everyone's throwing up."

Still in a pissy mood today. Some more crap that I don't care to write about.

Sigh.

Maybe I should go outside. No wait. It's raining outside. Nevermind.

Blah.

And he opens up his VISA bill.

Jeesh.

This day keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?

*giggles*

Went back to sleep around 8AM. But had a nightmare and woke up again in the late morning. Decided to get up and call LSAC (Law Services Admissions Council). They still haven't received a letter from one of my recommenders.

My reaction? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Talk about a royal screw up.

My recommender sent in the letter back in January 2002. But the LSAC guys claimed they "never received it". Which means none of the US law schools (that I applied to) have received it either. (LSAC must receive the letter before they send it out directly to the law schools). To make matters worse, I don't know if I should blame LSAC or the postal guys.

Sigh.

Anyway two weeks ago, LSAC told me to get my recommender to fax in another copy. Admist a delay, my recommender was gracious enough to write another letter and fax it in. So I called LSAC today and they claimed that they STILL haven't received or processed the letter.

After quietly cursing to myself in English, Cantonese and German for a few minutes, I called my recommender. I got her to fax it in YET AGAIN.

Of course, fat load of good it will do me now.

Most of the law schools are halfway finished their application review process. Combined with the rise in the applicants (as mentioned in my previous entry) and my incomplete file, it looks like now I REALLY have a snowball's chance in hell of getting into a school down in the States.

Crap. Crap. Crap.

It just seems sooooo discouraging to have worked so hard on something, and have your chances significantly diminished just by lost mail.

Usually I'm pretty optimistic about things, but I think these little stresses combined with my lack of sleep has made me extremely annoyed. I wasn't a happy camper, that's for sure.

And now I have this pounding headache that's doing wonders for my mood. I guess when it rains, it really pours, huh?

So to those mysterious forces out there that I KNOW are working against me right now. You what you can do? You can lick me today.

Blah.

Maybe some tasty sleep will cheer me up.

Checked my e-mail. Browsed the web to check out some old sites that I haven't visited in awhile, including a site I check regularly for info about US law schools. Bad news. This year applications to US law schools are up. Way up.

That's bad.

Some schools have over 65% more applicants this year than compared to last year. More than half the law schools in the US have experienced an increase of 25% (or more) in the number of applicants this year. Now that's really bad.

Well, it's bad for me anyway. That means more competition. More precisely? More intelligent and more qualified applicants that are applying against me. Which is good for the law schools, but bad for me.

Why the increase in the number of applications? Well a couple reasons are given by the experts. First, the fall out in the IT sector and second, the resulting crappy/lacklustre economy. Of course if you want to blame 9.11, El Nino, and the misalignment of the stars, you could do that too. Whatever the reason, people are changing fields and more students are deciding to go to grad school instead of the job market.

Bummer.

What does this all mean? Well, that means schools where people once had a decent chance of getting in last year, are only going to have a very slight chance of getting in this year. Let me put it this way--people are already getting rejected out of their safety schools. Yay.

Waaaah.

I'm going back to bed. Ugh.

So I went to bed at 2:30 AM. And I'm out like a light.

But then my computer's UPS system started bleeping at around 4:30 AM. I'm not even sure why. I woke up in a daze and shut it off. I tried going back to bed, except that I was coughing so much that I couldn't get back to sleep. I just lay in bed for another hour, just thinking of nothing. After trying to count sheep for a bit (which never really works for me), I just decided to get up and turn on my computer.

Hmm. 2 hours of sleep. Yummy. Someone once told me that's wasn't healthy.

Bah.

I've been watching a number of Korean music videos lately. The premise/story behind all the videos are soooooo formula based that I think I could create the story of a music video as well.

Don't believe me? Here. Lemme come up with a storyboard mock up...

FADE IN:

SCENE I : EXT. CITY STREET in KOREA, NIGHT - RAINING.
WOMAN is standing outside in the POURING RAIN. We clearly see she doesn't have an UMBRELLA and that she is getting SOAKED. It's obvious that she just broke up with a BOYFRIEND. And she is CRYING.

MUSIC starts. The song is probably entitled something along the lines of: "Missing You", "Want to see you", "Always remember you", or something equally sappy.

SCENE II : INT. PHOTO STUDIO in KOREA, NIGHT - RAINING.
Cut to shot of a guy. He is a PHOTOGRAPHER working in a STUDIO. We see that the WOMAN who we saw earlier (the one who broke up with her BOYFRIEND) is standing outside this PHOTOGRAPHER's STUDIO. Apparently these two people don't know each other. Conveniently, this PHOTOGRAPHER is closing shop for the day. PHOTOGRAPHER notices the girl standing outside in the rain. He runs out with his UMBRELLA and hands his UMBRELLA to this WOMAN. He motions for her to come into his STUDIO, from the rain. We are not sure why, but the WOMAN (even though she has just broken up and sad) decides to follow him back into the STUDIO.

WOMAN is still in a daze and sad. PHOTOGRAPHER makes COFFEE. She drinks her COFFEE. They don't talk. She stands up to leave the STUDIO. PHOTOGRAPHER motions to the WOMAN to take the UMBRELLA. We're not sure why. I guess he just likes giving out UMBRELLA's to complete strangers.

WOMAN leaves with UMBRELLA.

SCENE III : PHOTOGRAPHER's STUDIO. DAY - SUNNY.
WOMAN comes back to the STUDIO. Apparently this is the next day and she is here to return the UMBRELLA to the guy. PHOTOGRAPHER is in the middle of doing a still life photo shoot of ROSES. He notices the WOMAN. Stops to talk to her. This time she isn't crying. Actually, we notice that this girl is quite beautiful.

SCENE IV : COFFEE SHOP. DAY - SUNNY.
Cut to SCENE of a COFFEE SHOP. We see that this PHOTOGRAPHER has managed to score a mini-date with this hot girl. The men who are watching this music video realize that the loaning of UMBRELLAs is a golden idea and promptly go out to buy some UMBRELLAs themselves. UMBRELLA companies make a fortune, etc. The UMBRELLA company CEO dies a happy man. But that's another story. Back to this music video. Hmmm. Looks like the PHOTOGRAPHER made a joke by magically making a ROSE appear from behind the WOMAN's ear. WOMAN smiles. For the first time. She's quite PRETTY. So the guys who are still watching this music video asks themselves why such a PRETTY WOMAN is interested in such an ugly guy like him? Hmm... Totally unplausible. Oh well, tis the way of the Korean music video.

SCENE V : PHOTO STUDIO. DAY - SUNNY.
Cut back to PHOTOGRAPHER'S STUDIO. We see the PHOTOGRAPHER. He's wearing different clothes, so it must be a new day. WOMAN enters the STUDIO, again. She SMILES. PHOTOGRAPHER hands her another ROSE. The women who are watching this music video are probably SWOONING.

SCENE VI : PARK. DAY - SUNNY.
Cut to SCENE of PHOTOGRAPHER and WOMAN walking around a theme park (you know...a Disneyland kind of affair). WOMAN is laughing this time. Seems like these two kids are having a good time. Hmmm. They seem to be hitting it off. A few shots of this couple going on some rides together. And they are LAUGHING.

SCENE VII : PHOTO STUDIO. NIGHT - CLEAR.
It's late at night. PHOTOGRAPHER is alone at his STUDIO doing some touch up work or something. He goes to the SINK to wash his hands so he can go home. A shot of the SINK. We see a droplet of red fall into the SINK. Cut to shot of PHOTOGRAPHER's face. He notices that he is having a NOSE BLEED. Koreans who've watched enough Korean drama's and music videos know that this is going to be the end of the PHOTOGRAPHER dude. He's gonna die. (For the uninitiated: Every tragic hero that dies in the Korean movies starts off by having NOSE BLEEDS). The veteran Korean movie watchers know that he's only got a few more SCENES before he's going to kick the bucket.

Of course, our hero, the PHOTOGRAPHER is totally CLUELESS and doesn't know what is in store for him. He just stops the bleeding and cleans up his STUDIO and goes home.

SCENE VIII : CITY STREETS. DAY - OVERCAST.
PHOTOGRAPHER has a bunch of ROSES in his hand. We notice that the LEAVES are falling. It's autumn already. So it's probably safe to say that the PHOTOGRAPHER and the WOMAN are getting more serious (since they probably met during the summer rainy season). Anyway the PHOTOGRAPHER is running somewhere. He's probably late for his date with that WOMAN. Cut to shot of the WOMAN waiting for him at a restaurant. Cut back to a shot of PHOTOGRAPHER. He stumbles. Hmm. His nose is bleeding. Oh this is not good. He falls. Bird-eye camera shot rising above his body as people gather around his body.

MUSIC stops.

SCENE IX : HOSPITAL. NIGHT.
A blur of images. DOCTORS and NURSES rushing the PHOTOGRAPHER into the hospital. Overly done camera shot from the perspective of the PHOTOGRAPHER (who is lying in the gurney and being whisked down the hospital hallway with concerned NURSES looking down). We see the ceiling hospital lights flashing by. Blurs.

MUSIC starts up again.

Cut back to SCENE of WOMAN who is still waiting at the restaurant. WOMAN tries calling PHOTOGRAPHER on his CELL PHONE. Cut back to the STUDIO where our PHOTOGRAPHER has obviously left his CELL PHONE. It flashes and rings. Answered by nobody.

SCENE X : HOSPITAL. LATE NIGHT.
WOMAN runs into the HOSPITAL. Obviously she's figured out her man is in serious trouble. We see a DOCTOR coming out to talk to her. DOCTOR shakes his head. WOMAN drops a bouquet of get-well ROSES she was holding. Camera zooms slow motion shot of FLOWERS hitting the FLOOR. This symbolizes the death of the PHOTOGRAPHER. Meh. Too bad.

SCENE XI : FUNERAL. DAY. OVERCAST.
A CROWD of people are surrounding a COFFIN. Presumably this is the PHOTOGRAPHER's coffin. I guess this dude had quite a number of friends. Either that or he was a complete loner and just had a big family. Anyway, everyone is wearing black. It's a funeral, after all. A camera shot of the WOMAN. Camera zooms back out. Funeral service finishes. Suddenly RAIN starts to POUR. The CROWD rapidly disperses to get out of the RAIN. The only person remaining is the WOMAN. She places a ROSE on the COFFIN. She is SOAKING WET now. Ah. Ironic. That's how she met the PHOTOGRAPHER in the first place.

MUSIC and SCENE fades.

There. That's my first music video. See? It's not that hard to come up with these things.

But I do have a question. Why do all the photographers in Korean movies or music videos always have to die? It's just not fair!

Sigh.

Yesterday I went shopping with my dad to Mountain Equipment Co-op in order to buy some base layer shirts. My dad wanted something in wool, but they only had stuff made out of Polartec Power Dry material (some synthetic water wicking fabric).

My dad asked the salesman what was the advantages of Power Dry over natural wool. The saleman started explaining the moisture wicking properties of the fabric. Of course, instead of using easy to understand terms, he was throwing out terms like "the fabric is hydro-phobic". My dad wouldn't understand what that means for Pete's sake! English wasn't his first language. Jeesh.

Stupid.

Naturally, my dad has a confused look on his face. Then the salesman has the gall to ask him: "You don't know what that means? Didn't you study Latin?"

No moron. I'm sorry, but I don't think he got a chance to study Latin when he was growing up in his village in Korea.

He continued: "It's Latin for 'afraid of water'. 'Hydro' is Latin for water, and 'phobic' is Latin for being afraid of."

You're wrong moron.

Neither "hydro" nor "phobic" are Latin words. Three years of learning hellish Latin can back me up here. Both words are English words that have been originally derived from Greek roots. I was going to correct the fool, but I bit my tongue. I just bought the shirt and drove my dad home.

Actually, it's quite frightening that I would actually still know this crap.

Sigh.

("Hydro" comes from the Greek noun "hudro" and "phobia" from the Greek verb "phobos". The Latin word for water is "aqua", and the Latin word for fear is "timeo". I looked it up to make sure.)

By the way, that Polartec Power Dry stuff looks really good. I think I might get a shirt myself.

I added a randomizer to change the photo and the message below my name, everytime you reload this page. Go ahead! Try reloading the page!

:)

Hmm. The novelty of this thing is going to run out fast.

Heh. Oh well.

Don't you hate it when you're sharing a silent moment with someone at a restaurant, when suddenly he/she asks you "what are you thinking"? And you're kinda caught off guard, because you were thinking of something REALLY stupid (for example you were wondering how that crack in the wall grew so big and how maybe--just maybe--some magical elves chisel away at it every night). So you're too embarrassed to tell that person what you've been thinking about for the past half minute. But said person thinks it must be something really "deep and introspective" and insists that you tell them?

You say "nothing". But they don't believe you. So you tell them hoping they will just laugh. At first they look blankly at you. Then they look at you as if you have a cabbage for a head. Then they get up and walk away slowly?

Yeah, I hate that too.

Check please.

I'm a daydreamer.

I think about the most useless things. Sometimes I wonder if things would be different:

...if I had a million dollars.
...if I could fly.
...if I could re-live the last ten years of my life.
...if I was Jewish.
...if I was fluent in five languages.
...if I smiled more.
...if I joined the Army.
...if I had said yes instead of no.
...if I was the King of Spain.
...if I was tall and played basketball.
...if I could sing.
...if I had X-Ray vision.
...if I didn't daydream so much.

Meh. I'm a daydreamer. And darn proud too.

I usually brush my teeth with an Oral B Advantage toothbrush. Not because of personal preference...just because that's what they used to sell in bulk at Costco. We buy a dozen toothbrushes and keep the stockpile of new toothbrushes in the bathroom drawer.

Anyhoo, the bristles on my Oral B Advantage were kinda getting soft, so I threw it out. I checked the stockpile for new brushes...and loh and behold...there were no more Oral B Advantages. Instead, we have some (INSERT HEAVENLY MUSIC) new Oral B CrossAction toothbrushes. (SPARKLE AND GLEAM AND CUE THAT *TINKLE* SOUND FX).

Woo!!! Funky toothbrush! I gave it a test drive...

Wow! This toothbrush rocks! I mean I don't really care for electric toothbrushes, flexible heads or whatever. But this toothbrush feels so good in my hand. And it has such a small brushhead! It feels like a spry little sports car and makes my old toothbrush feel like an old wheezing Mack truck.

Heh.

I know it's pretty sad to get excited over a toothbrush. But it's the best manual toothbrush made by Oral B! It's so exciting!!!

*thinks momentarily*

*shakes head*

LOL. I need to get out more...

If you're feeling sick like me, and you feel this primordial urge to hurt those monkeys real bad, then go play this game.

Went out last night to watch Time Machine. What a crappy movie! Definately a rental. Well if even a rental! Go download it off the Internet or something. Ugh. What a waste of money.

Crappy fish sticks.

On the upswing...my cold has gotten worse today. Yay! Everytime I swallow it feels like a mob of angry miniature monkeys are shoving knives down my throat. And I'm not talking about those dull butter knives you get at the school cafeteria. I'm talking about those nasty double edged serrated steak knives you get at the fancy restaurants.

Stupid monkeys.

So why is that we have to swallow so many times in a day? Can you go a whole day without swallowing? Is that even humanly possible?

*nonchalantly wipes drool off the keyboard*

Ewww. Ok back to swallowing.

Owww.

Darn monkeys! *shakes fist*

Hmmm...

Seems like my cold is worsening. I thought I could fight it off, but it seems like I'm slowly being overtaken by the cold germs. Ack! My throat feels kinda scratchy, I've got a headache and I feel fatigued.

*whine*

Both my parents got pneumonia earlier in the week (pretty serious stuff!)--so I went out to see my doctor to see what was up with my own wheezy coughs. He explained that there is a nasty bug out there that actually strips the lining of the lung and makes it hard to breathe.

Hmm. How cute.

*smacks lips*

Anyway, he gave me a puffer/inhaler/bronchodilator to help me. Now I've never used a puffer before but it doesn't seem like it's helping at all. The directions seems simple enough (turn the dial and place it between my lips and breathe in deeply). But I don't feel like anything is going into my mouth. And I certainly don't feel any better.

Sigh.

I guess I'll just take it easy this weekend and see if I can stabilize without the help of medicine.

Hey! Is it just me or is everyone else in Vancouver noticing how dry it is? I've been getting shocked from static electricty everytime I step out of the car and close the door.

Owwie.

And get this! Yesterday I was browsing the aisles of a neighbouring Canadian Tire. (Hehehe...I know, I know. Such a typical Canadian thing to do! It was beside the Toyota dealership and I was waiting to get my car serviced). Anyway, I'm walking on the tile floor and I kept getting shocked by the shopping buggy!

And I must have shocked three people today. What's up with that? Vancouver isn't supposed to be this dry!

*sniff*

I've been meaning to blog earlier in the week, but everytime I tried to logon, my server was down! Call it bad 'net karma. Well, today the server is up. So here goes!

Ah yes! I survived my 10 day juice fast. Thanks to all those who checked up on me and sent me well wishes. Great stuff! I guess they were right...the first two or three days of the fast are the hardest. And since your body is pyschologically attached with food and the sensation of eating, you constantly crave food even if you're not that hungry. But it's doable. Hey...if I did it, it should mean anyone can do it!

For the past two weeks I've been keeping busy by reading, cooking, surfing the 'net, hanging with friends and watching old movies (I've probably watched more rentals in the past month than I've watched in all 12 of my previous lives combined!). Hah. Side note: Speaking of movies, I went out last night to see Count of Monte Cristo. Decent. Worth a matinee viewing.

Last week, I rented a Microsoft Xbox with Ben and Danny and finished Halo and played a bit of Max Payne. Max Payne was super-duper cool! I especially like the bullet time button and the John Woo style "dive-shoot-and-slide" moves you can do! I ended up renting a Sony PS2 myself and played Grand Turismo 3 for about a week. :) Now I've got the chorus for Grand Theft Audio's feature song "As Good As It Gets" stuck on my brain:

Ahhh....we had such a beautiful day today! A wee bit nippy, but beautiful nonetheless. It was weird...because it was sunny, but at the same time, it was sprinkling snowflakes! Quite simply? Weird. But beautiful.

I decided to go out and do some clearance winter shopping on Robson Street. Wandered and browsed through Le Chateau, CM, Boysco, ZARA, BR, FCUK, GAP and Mexx. It's not like I go shopping often, but everytime I do it seems like I always browse through all the shops but end up buying only from BR.

*shrug*

I've always eschewed shopping at GAP. I'm not exactly sure why...I guess it's partly because I see too many Koreans who wear GAP. You know what I mean? It's what I call the "GAP look". Ingredients? Token hooded GAP sweatshirt with the huge G-A-P lettering and accompanying khakis. Hair tied in a ponytail and an ever present leather (or plaid) backsack with straps undone so said bag hangs down to the small of the back. And Samsung "handphone" hanging by neck strap. Sounds familiar? Well...I'm quite sure other Koreans will know what I mean.

I know GAP sells decent clothing, but that "GAP look" has turned me off completely from GAP. Besides, they're hawking denim as the "new thing" for their spring 2002 line. Très blah.

Well then again, I always seem to wear the blacks à la typical Asians. Example? Well I headed to Pacific Center and swung by Tristan and America. A sparky and attractive Honger (Hong Konger for those without the Vancouver lingo-to-English dictionary) with brown highlights asked me what I was looking for. A black cardigan that opens halfway or a sweater, I replied.

"Black?" She frowned disapprovingly. She laughed and teased: "No colours?"

"Nope. I like black. I guess I'm a bland guy..." Just then I realized she was wearing a black turtleneck as well. Hey! What the?

She followed my eyes and looked down at herself and laughed. "Oh...well, I guess I shouldn't talk..."

Hah! Dave 1. Attractive store clerks who think they're going to start a colour revolution amongst Asian males? Nil.

LOL.

Oh dear god. I just realized something. Did I really just spend half of this blog talking about fashion and clothing? Ok I better stop right there. Someone SHOOT me.

Aiyee.

Hahaha.