Fresh Air, Please.

My mind is blank.
My heart is missing.
My body is aching.
My everything is absent.

I've had a prolonged day.
I've had too long of a 93 degree October.
I am beat.

Welcome, November.




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Belle.

It's extraordinary how one person, one situation, and a smile or frown can make or break your day.

I was fortunate to have an incredible day with one person, one situation, and definitely a smile.

Big things coming our way.

Grand Old Elephant.

After a very eventful day of just relaxing and laughing lots, I came home to a flyer resting on the doorknob. The flyer was from The Republican Party of Los Angeles County.
Yes, folks. I, yours truly, am a Republican. Surprised? People usually are.

My case is a bit tough since I do declare myself as a Christian, I agree with many of the beliefs and "morals" that the Republican Party is associated with.
But at the same time, as a young adult I believe in the people's rights and unity as a country, rich or poor. So I consider myself a liberated Republican, I guess.
It's so sad to see God being pushed away in America and the American Government. God is what our country was built on and slowly Americans are erasing Him from written documents and the political life. Not good.

Sigh. Let me tell you, this time around it is so difficult for me to decide which presidential candidate I am going to vote for, especially since every vote counts, and this is my first time ever voting.

I thought the flyer that The Republican Party of Los Angeles County posted was fairly interesting. It basically gives you "advice" or tells you what the Republican choices would be for candidates and various props.


Yep, that's my humble abode.

The Republican View:

-John McCain for President
-Sarah Pailin for Vice President
-Charles Hahn for Congress (He's Korean!)
-Teddy Choi for State Senate (He is also Korean!)
-Brian Fuller for State Assembly
-No on Prop 1- $10 Bil. Hi-Speed Rail Bond
-No on Prop 2- Treatment of Animals
-No on Prop 3- Children's Hosp. Bond
-Yes on Prop 4- Notify Minor's Parents
-No on Prop 5- Nonviolent Drug Offense
-Yes on Prop 6- Police & Law Funding
-No on Prop 7- Renewable Energy
-Yes on Prop 8- Protect Marriage
-Yes on Prop 9- Victim's Rights
-No on Prop 10- Fuel & Energy Bonds
-Yes on Prop 11- Fair Redistricting
-Yes on Prop 12- Veterans' Bond Act

It's so important to know who and what you're voting for so don't just jump on the band wagon and vote for a certain candidate just because one of the candidates is young, hip, and cool or because one of the candidates is familiar, "safe", and experienced.
I strongly advice everyone who is voting to knowledge yourselves about each Prop and candidate.
A good resource is the sample ballot that many of you might have received in the mail.
Or of course, the internet is always a resource.

And never once should anyone judge another person for their beliefs and what decisions they make. So keep the remarks to yourself, whether you're an "Obama t-shirt" wearing Democrat or a "money hugging" McCain lover.

Learn. Live. Vote.

Epiphany.

In the latter days of last week, I've come to realizations and generalizations that really piece my life together.
When I was younger I never really understood what the point of building quality relationships was, but in the past couple months of growing up so drastically, it's been so apparent to me who the essential people in my life are.



As I began to build friendships and relationships throughout good and bad times of my life, certain people have stuck by me, and certain people have let me go in less than a heartbeat.

I used to care. But truthfully, it's not even worth it anymore.

What am I going to gain from stressing over or even crying over a so called "friendship?"
Absolutely nothing, with the exception of mascara smeared eyes and bags underneath my eyes and of course the occasional blaring red nose, and let's be honest, that is not attractive.

I may not have packs of friends.
But I have exactly what I need.
I have wasted SO much time complaining and worrying about who likes me and who wants to be my friend, when honestly, I had all my quality friends right beside me.

My friends and my family are blessings from God.
And my love for them will never change.

I express my deep gratitude for what I have.


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Developing Jane.

Nothing is as it should be, and I know that as time passes by people change and grow. I, however, am living a rapidly moving life but every part of me is completely dormant.

I sleep uncomfortably. I wake up heavy hearted.
I pee at 5 am every morning. I toss through the night.
I am growingly more negative. I miss my long lost positivity.
I eat less. I crave more.
I lost weight. I feel fatter.
I hear I am pretty. I believe I am ugly.
I smile a lot. I cry inside.

My life has changed so much. And I try so hard to veil the ugly things in my life with all things that glisten and distract.

But to be honest, I am hating life so much.
And truth be told, I think I will for a while.

Calm down.
I'm sure it's just a phase.


Image Courtesy: Embryonic Design

Living Loud.

As you know, the other day I gladly participated in LOUD& OBNOXIOUS' very first women's line photoshoot. (Try saying that ten times, as fast as you can.)

All of it was very exciting business, and I was accompanied by another female, Raquel. She's absolutely adorable.
I say we did a fairly good job, and I think I speak for the both of us when I say that I was so stoked to be a part of this.
Oh, the perks of being the owner's girlfriend. Hehe.

I'm such a kid.
I wish I could be all booji and act like I am the greatest model that grazed this Earth, but I'm not. Let me be the first to say that I could lose a roll of fat here, and a couple pounds there.
But can't we all.

Anyways, here are the photos from the extremely creative and ever so timeless LOUD& OBNOXIOUS Ladies' shoot.











LOUD Ladies, it's time to:
Live loud. Be obnoxious.


Image Courtesy: LOUD& OBNOXIOUS & DAM-IT

In With the Old.

In the past couple months, I've come to realize that I am an old lady.
I find myself in love with fashions from J. Crew, Banana Republic, and Ralph Lauren and to top that off, I've been following the rules of the road precisely, out of my own will!

I coast into "house mode" beginning at around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and usually become drowsy around 9:15 pm.

I wake up anywhere from 7 o'clock to 8:30 am every morning, and go through my daily routine of checking e-mails, feeding my cat, watching the news, then getting ready.

Only one thing in my life validates my youth: LOVE.

And its definitely one of the best parts of my days, and a special part of my youth and hopefully the latter part of my life.


I love him and my "old" ways.

Staple Food.

I've had school all day, I've studied for three hours straight, and I even managed to run/walk three miles at the Rose Bowl.

I think I definitely deserved a well rounded meal, and I sure did indulge.
Vangie, one of my best friends, and I went to Panera Bread and let me tell you, they have the most delicious Broccoli and Cheddar soup that is served with this incredible slice of French bread.



Maybe it was because I was starving for a warm meal, but I would definitely say that Panera is one of my favorite hang out spots.
Good food, wi-fi, AND jazz. What's not to love?

So after studying and reading tons and tons of course material, I'm finally home ready to relax and talk to my boyfriend on BBM, but unfortunately he's taking a nap.
He's had a long day, so I totally understand.

Instead, I'm hoping to finish a book that I barely started tonight. I have a good 142 more pages to go.

But honestly, I'm crossing my fingers he wakes up soon.
My eyes are tired. And I miss him.


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Model Idiot.

Around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, I rushed over to the LOUD& Obnoxious warehouse in the City of Industry as fast as I could.
I sat through a good thirty-five minutes of traffic, but it was all well worth it. Today I was one of only two female models for the LOUD& Obnoxious women's line.

I didn't feel like I looked too great today, but with reassurance from my boyfriend, I grew some balls and posed for the photos.

To be completely honest, I felt like a celebrity. I know it wasn't my first time being in an L&O shoot, but being one of the only two models felt pretty cool. No lie.

I'm not letting it get to my head, my head is big enough as it is.
Pretty antsy to see what how the pictures turned out, we'll just have to see.

But more than the photoshoot, it was such a sigh of relief to see my boyfriend who I haven't seen in over a week.
He's a breath of fresh air, and he's my getaway when I want to run away from the stresses of life.
And today was one of those days.

Time spent with Brian and LOUD& Obnoxious was short, but much needed.

Jane Moss. Jane Klum. Jane Campbell. Jane Banks. Jane Lima.
Jane KIM.

LV is Garbage.

Apparently, the latest trend is swinging trash around the rich and famous' arms.
I can't believe Louis Vuitton would stoop to such low levels.
I'm not too sure if I'm proud to say I own a Louis Vuitton bag now.



Yeah, I know.
Victoria Beckham and the Olsen twins are fighting over this "trashy" bag. What a suprise.

Homerun, Louis Vuitton. HOMERUN.

Loving that band aid on the side.


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Kids Take the Win.

Prerequisites for Western University School of Pharmacy:
-1 semester of college level English
-1 semester of English Composition
-1 semester of Speech Communication
-1 semester of Human Anatomy
-1 semester of Human Anatomy Lab
-1 semester of Physiology
-1 semester of Physiology Lab
-1 semester of Microbiology
-1 semester of Microbiology Lab
-1 semester of Chemistry
-1 semester of Chemistry Lab
-1 semester of Organic Chemistry
-1 semester of Biochemistry
-1 semester of Calculus
-2 semesters of Electives

Maintaining at least a 2.5 GPA.

I only have five of the listed above finished.
I know I'm completely capable of all of the prerequisites, but I'd rather not spend 2-3 years of my life stressing over school, when clearly teaching is my forte.
Even though I know that becoming a pharmacist will supply a very comfortable lifestyle, I also know that becoming a teacher for me will fulfill a career that I will truly love and be good at, it's interactive for goodness sake.
I wouldn't be too stoked on counting pills for the rest of my life.

And plus, I've wanted to be a teacher since 9th grade. Why not go for it?

Pill Poppers, sorry to let you down.
But I'm back in the teaching game.

Now I've got to get down to business and finish school as soon as possible.
I'm a junior, who is most liking going to be a fifth year graduate. Gross.

Nonetheless, I'll be loving what I am doing.


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What the Dress?

Upon browsing the internet while waiting for my adorable boyfriend to get off of work, I found myself gazing upon the simplicity of James Perse, yet again.
I am a huge James Perse fan and own several of his t-shirts, v-necks, and long sleeves.
But I had no idea that he made dresses! The minute I saw these dresses, I just knew that some of these had to be a fall/winter staple.

He's a bit pricey (i.e. plain v-neck $55, long sleeve $60), he's not your average Hanes nor American Apparel, he's so much better.
So I closed my eyes and hovered over the image, and low and behold, just as I expected: a hefty price tag.
The one dress I really want is $225. Gross.



This dress would look SO cute with a pair of black Christian Louboutin four inch stiletto pumps and some black tights, a shrunken biker leather jacket, tossled hair and an oversized Chloe bag.

THAT would be the death of me.


Image Courtesy: James Perse

Odd Ads.

This past Spring and Summer, one of my all time favorite designers, Marc Jacobs, has stepped out of the norm, yet again, and has featured a new ad campaign in the latest issues of Vogue and Interview.

These ads feature our very own, Victoria Beckham tangled in an oversized Marc Jacobs shopping bag and stepping out of a gigantic Marc Jacobs shoebox.
In one of the photographs, Victoria models a grey knit dress revealing a bare belly, and on her head displaying an odd "face" hat.
Marc Jacobs stuns me yet again with his wonderful collection of "too big" sunglasses and his classic handbags.
Oh, so darling!

It's whimsical and very cute. Photographer, Juergen Teller, captures Victoria in a raw light and gives us the kind of quality ad we could expect from Marc Jacobs.
Side note: Is it me or is Victoria Beckham too tan now?












Well done, Mr. Jacobs.


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Senor Lengua.

So the other day Brian and I went to a little Mexican place called El Caporal on Reseda in Northridge.
As usual we were both pretty excited about eating our favorite: Mexican food.
We grabbed a table and awaited our soon to be glorious meal, everything seemed perfect.

Mid-meal I spotted a Hispanic man in his mid-fifties sitting across the room from me, but in plain sight. He looked sloppy with his faded blue t-shirt, oversized aviators, and his raggedy baseball cap. He looked like a rapist. He looked as if he had over eaten all his life.
I thought I must have been hallucinating because I swear I saw this old man making kissy faces and wiggling his filthy tongue at me.
I blatantly stared for a good two minutes unsure whether he was making those faces at me, until his tongue wiggling became disgustingly vulgar.
I had enough. Something came over me. And I snapped.

The next few minutes went like this:
I stared him down with fire in my eyes and from the depths of my soul, I hollered in the restaurant full of people, "WHAT?? What the fuck are you staring at? Don't wiggle your tongue at me, douche bag."
He looked around the restaurant, acting as if he was the victim and acting as if he had no idea what was going on.
Meanwhile, the table next to us, a bunch of college students drinking beers, cheered me on.
Brian turned around stared at the guy, but knew I had everything under control.
So we quietly left the restaurant. I could not stop talking about the incident for hours.

I just couldn't believe that people actually lived up to those sterotypes.
I was so shocked that people lacked that that much dignity.

I felt violated, but like Brian said, "It's not worth it."


God bless you, filthy pervert. You need all the blessings you can get.

Current Events.

HELL.

Classic Love.

As a thousand staggering blades feather against my calused skin, I blissfully glide a top the broken glass & twisted metal, barefoot. Unaware of the ripped skin and the crimson blood secreting from the thousands and thousands of cuts and bruises, I smile and close my eyes.

This my friends is the story of Romeo and Juliet.
I am Juliet,
and he is my Romeo.

Trust us, you have no idea.

Lunchtime Baby.

I can't even begin to tell just how amazing my birthday celebration was.
Suprise suprise, I have never had a suprise birthday party thrown for me.
My adorable boyfriend, Brian, planned and pieced together the most beautiful event I could have ever imagined.

This masterpiece consisted of a two part deal: a barbeque and then a "prom" like event. EVERYONE dressed up and we even had a photobooth with a wonderful photographer (David M.). Pictures of that will hopefully be up soon. And everyone had a signed this really creative move style poster that had my picture on it and displayed the phrase "19 going on 20" (i.e. 13 going on 30, the movie with Jennifer Garner) thought of by Brian and made by Vince. Sigh, there's so much to tell.

I am incredibly grateful for all of Brian's hard work and for putting all of his heart into making me happy.
A special thanks to all of those who chipped in. Honestly, when I found out from B that a special few willingly helped out, my heart melted and my eyes watered.
I have never felt so much love in one room.

I wouldn't have had my 20th birthday any other way.
Spending my day with quality friends and my "grade A" boyfriend.
I felt so special.

As much as I want to elaborate with words I'll let the pictures tell the rest of story.


Best friends since 3rd grade.


WTF.


Suprise! Look at his cute face.


Drea & Debz.


It's my birthday, I'll do what I want.


I love Brian.


Biiiiiiiiiiiish.


JANEifer Garner.


Yeah, I'm drunk. It's my birthday.


Brian, you made my night. You really know how to make me happy and I'm so thankful to have someone like you in my life.
I have got to be the luckiest girl woman in the entire world.
I love you, B.

Happy birthday to me.
New, improved, and 20.