In believe in a thing called....pop culture.

Recently, I have accepted the fact that pop culture does make the world spin and not ashamed in accepting that. I've had conversations with people claiming that the recent deaths of pop icons, Michael Jackson & John Hughes, doesn't and shouldn't phase them. Or you should be more aware of the political realm and the legacy of Ted Kennedy is more significant. I agree with that to some extent but how can you deny the existence of 12,000 people in Mexico City dancing the choreography of Thriller? Or how the classic Christmas song, Carol of the Bells being eternally associated with Home Alone? I recently went to a pop trivia night in San Diego and our team came in last place that we left the last round. We didn't know anything about British television or classic superhero teams (well I got X-Men & Justice League). If we knew this type of knowledge, we could of been $151 richer. And are you consider intelligent by understanding world politics or the trends of society. My friend decided that comedians must be the smartest people because they have to be on the ball with social, cultural, and political trends. They are social commentators. So basically where I'm going with this post is that I'm defending the right to watch mindless television and read Jezebel because it is important. The purpose of people to create/invent things and that plays a big part in history. Especially things that we don't need to survive but keeps us going. What's the point of life if we can't enjoy these things?

sew unmentionable.

project: sew.unmentionable

concept: playing with the idea of being a semi-entrepreneur, I decided to name my undies project: sew unmentionable. I'm sticking to solely underwear for now. The style will be feminine, simple, and fun; relating to the idea that you can walk around your apartment in your underwear and feel pretty, not sexy.

packaging: comes wrapped in tea cups (since my name starts with T)

for now, just working on small personalized presents for friends.

so far my favorite moment for the day:

my friend posted a link on facebook which was this:
http://www.fooducate.com/blog/2009/08/03/guess-whats-in-the-picture-foodlike-substance/

My spoken reaction was how could someone eat this and my brother comes in and responds that's probably what your Chicken McNuggets are made of. I read the article further and....chicken nuggets.

I'm not ashamed of my writing.

I decided summer heat messes with my mind. I feel like I was watching myself live out the day. First, meeting up with a friend at her place, I parallel parked perfectly in the wrong neighborhood (even though I have been there thousands of time). Second, I had an awkward moment picking up my painting from a stranger's deck. Back story: My friend subletted an apartment in WindnSea this past summer and I lent her my current painting to make it feel more like home. Moving out, she forgot the painting and made arrangements for me to pick it up. The owner of the apartment left it out on her deck for me to fetch. This could of been very simple but I had to stop by at 1am to realize she was inside of her apartment with her door practically wide open and I decided to grab the painting and make a quick getaway before she thought some shady person was lurking around her place. Of course I had to freeze. And to be honest, I don't even remember driving home to Oceanside. heat or simply my exhaustion is catching up to me.

Trinh & Seattle:
She is listening to Sea and Cale radio on Pandora and updating her blog. She has packed three boxes of studio/apartment furnishings and her J.Crew wish list. She has no hopes in bringing her prized book and music collection and plans to 1) force them into her car anyways or 2) start an entirely new collection (which could be quite costly). She decided if her friends really feel her pain, they will send paperbacks (new or used) her way. She will be eternally grateful.

I'm starting to feel the caffeine wearing off (sidenote: Please don't think that chocolate milk and espresso is a "good" substitute for actual chocolate syrup in mochas) and no longer high strung, so I'm going to take advantage of this opportunity to try to sleep. Tomorrow I will accomplish an amazing playlist and continue to clean out my room.

Wish List

Despite my efforts to be a minimalist, I still can't help but lust after these:

1. Red Belt



2. Time piece pendant

off to see the wizard

Summer has been a whirlwind. Despite my attempts to slow down summer, I still landed in front of the doorsteps of August. I officially have less than a month to prepare for my relocation to Seattle, Washington, my Emerald City. Before following the yellow brick road up north, I can't feel anything but content about the quality of my life. Not only have I gained so much but I have shed enough to be balanced again. In one summer, I established stronger relationships with my family and friends, I made more amazing friends, I started painting again, re-invented my style, rediscovered my interests, and fully embraced the idea of solidarity. In remembering who I am, I have been able to cut out everything that brought me down. Now all I have to do is pack all of myself in boxes and transport it somehow to a different state (will figure that out) and still continue to slow down summer. The problem is I have so many things to look forward to:

1.Camping trip to Big Bear
2. Catching up with friends before I leave
3. Furnishing my new apartment
4. Starting my assistantship!

and many things about summer I'm going to miss:
1. Mini-excursions including dance parties
2. Making dinner with friends
3. girls' vegas trip
4. Syrah, Isabel's Cantina, and Cucina Urbana
5. seeing Wicked in San Diego
6. getting an iphone ;)
7. Having a good friend move back to SD for the summer
8. Coffee and happy hour dates
9. Good talks
10. sewing underwear
11. Getting addicted to video games and tv on dvd
12. getting to know Seattle by myself

When I get to the point of making lists, that means I need to update in here more. Stay tuned.