It was almost a year ago that I started my first post on this blog, January 9th 2008. Since then I’ve written 121 post. I don’t really know who’s all reading it, but it sure has made my hand written journaling take back seat.

I cut my hair super short for the first time ever. It was kinda cute wasn’t it?

Ray got a new iPhone.

Ray and I ran in The Annual Great Aloha Run, just a little over 8 miles, and we all know eight is a good number to start with.

We voted for our first time for the Democratic Party. But just for the record, once Hillary was out of the election Ray and I voted again for our first time for President for Obama of course.

Ray bought me my first brand new computer. Mac 4 life baby!

MyBabyOurBaby Launched.

We finally found the dock where Lost, our favorite television series, was filmed at. We searched the island for it forever.

We went camping at Melekahana, our first time camping in Hawaii and Ray’s first time ever. He’s not a fan.

Rocked out at the Kokua Festival, a festival Jack Johnson puts on every year in Hawaii.

CheapPlacesToEatInOahuHawaii.com, my blog had become a major hit and one of Hawaii’s most popular food blog websites.

I called some lady a cunt on my last day of work, because she was.

We got to swim with dolphins.

We moved back to the main land, California first.

Ray got to meet some of my extended family.

Tried wake boarding for the first time.

Got to ride dirk bikes again.

Moved to Austin

Where we met the Semmlers, Shane’s older brother and his family and now mine.

Kidnapped Kuya Ben’s dogs.

Found the Agave Homes and fell in love.

Ray introduced me to Marcos. He works for NASA.

Went to our first roller derby.

Spent Bachelorette week in Florida with my best bud Jack Mother Fucking Dogg with a double G.

Got married, 080808.

Got my first tattoo with my old crew from V-Town.

Traveled to New York, but just for a couple of months.

I stopped eating meat.

Met Guav Mom and the Roses and I have to tell you I’m a fan. Hope we get to see them again soon.

I got to freelanced at Jimmy Z’s, thanks to Bea.

We got to be extras in Friday Night Lights.

I almost died from pneumonia.

I met the Semmler’s, the rest of Shane’s family, and now mine as well and went to my first professional basketball game. Go Mavericks!

As you can see I love recording my life and 2008 was a year worth recording. There was a lot of cherry popping going on and I got to meet a lot of people that will be in my life for the long haul. We also moved around a lot, Hawaii, California, Austin, New York, Dallas. Things are just never boring with us. I’m looking forward to a healthy, happy and prosperous year for 2009. I know great things are to come.

For New Years this year Ray and I were crazy rebels without a cause living the crazy life at 300 Bowl, a bowling alley located in Dallas Texas. I’ve also seen one in Austin.

Lucky for us Bea and Guav had planned on staying till the New Year.

We put our names on the waiting list at the bowling alley then we met up with Vince, Bea’s big brother and his girlfriend, Renee at BJ’s Restaurant.

We didn’t expect the bowling alley to call us back, being New Year’s and all, but they did, while Guav was in the mist of his meal. He scarfed down his meal as fast as his vegan mouth would allow him and we scurried off to Dallas 300 Bowl.

I know it’s not the craziest New Year but my friends are crazy enough for me. Besides, we were all on a budget, Bea wasn’t drinking, I wasn’t drinking, and Guav never drinks. So basically Ray would look like a sad alcoholic if we went anywhere else.

Watch Ray and I do the count down and then we kiss for a prosperous, healthy and happy 2009.

2009 New Years Count Down from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

So the crazy and bizarre thing is that none of us are really that good at bowling, especially me of all people. We randomly filmed the four of us, me, Ray, Bea and Guav bowl once and each person bowled a strike. How crazy is that? It’s a sign, 2009 is going to be a great year!

Bea Strikes Into the New Year!

Bea Strikes Into the New Year from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Ray Strikes Into The New Year!

Ray Strikes Into the New Year from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Guav Strikes Into the New Year!

Guav Stikes Into the New Year from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

I Strike Into The New Year!

Doan Strikes Into The New Year 2008-09 from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

We said our sad good-byes at the end of the night because Bea and Guav were planning on leaving the next day as were we. The drive back home wasn’t so bad, at least Kola didn’t think so.

I finally got around to sending my 15 inches of black, shiny hair to Locks of Love. It’s a bit late I know but when I first cut it one of my co-workers said that I could get thousands for it on the internet from ladies that bid for it. I have to admit, I was really tempted, but I came to my senses. I know it will be put to good use to someone who really needs it.

Found this tattoo in a magazine and I really dig it. I don’t know why because I’m not Buddhist but I really like Buddha things, like photos, statues, tattoos, etc. I also really dig Asian waves and it kinda looks like those are Asian waves over by his head. Anyhow, I’ve been really itching to get a tatt lately so I’ve been checking out lots of tatts. Feel free to tell me what you think.

Every year for the holidays Ray and I will switch off. For example, one year we’ll spend Thanksgiving with my family and Christmas with his and the following year we’ll spend Thanksgiving with his family and Christmas with mine. We timed it perfect to where Bea and Guav end up being in town too because they do the same switcheroo but only with Christmas.

Christmas in Dallas goes for several days and holds many events. Since marrying Ray I’ve seemed to have married into several other families as well and we have to manage our schedule accordingly so that we’re able to fit everyone who’s anyone in. It was the first Christmas in Dallas where Ray didn’t get to spend with his BFF Chris Miller. However we did spontaneously run into them at the Gallery Mall and ended up having lunch with them.

Shane Semmler was in town from Hawaii. Yay! I happen to miss Shane very much and have never met his parents but he use to always speak very highly of them so I was looking forward to meeting them along with the rest of his family. He was in Austin during the time I was in the hospital and paid me a visit then. After several attempts of trying to reach Shane via phone while we were in Dallas we decided to pay him a surprise visit. We got there at the perfect time because as soon as we arrived was the exact moment that they were planning on going out to eat. So of course we joined them and then went back to the Semmler’s home and watched a video his parents put together every year of the family for the family. There was even a photo of Ray and I in the video. Yay, see we are family too! We also played Rock Band where I failed miserably at singing Living On a Prayer by Bon Jovi.

The Semmler’s loved me so much they invited us to join them at what would be my first Mavericks game the very next day. It was so exciting at first, the stadium was so big, lights were flashing, and music so loud with the hot dancers shaking there ass on the court below. Yes, yes Go Mavericks!

I think Shane is a spitting image of his dad.

A little blurry because I was trying to find the right setting on my camera but here is Ray and Shane being a goof ball.

Mavericks fans.

It was a sad game at first, so sad that I was embarrassed to be a Maverick fan but then I remembered that I was at home stadium. Luckily they ended up winning in the end, not by much though, it was a close game.

The next day was the Eve of Christmas and what better day to shop and what better place than Wal*Mart. Yeah, especially when Christmas at the TalPlacido’s was going to be that night. You know I wasn’t the brains of this operation. I have two words, Kuya Ben. Bea and Ray are testing out the bikes Santa’s gonna get for Cloe and Lyric with Ben’s money. Speaking of Santa, Cloe came up to me earlier and said Santa wasn’t real. I asked her who told her that and she said I did when they were down visiting us. I did? Oh, yeah, I did, didn’t I? Let this be a lesson to all of you. Think twice before you have Aunt Doe babysit.

This is Chrismas at the TalPlacidos.

Christmas At The TalPlacido’s from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

LEGOS! He was real excited about his present.

Christmas is all about the kids, it was no different here.

Look what Santa got the rug rats.

Look What Santa Got the Lyric and Cloe from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Even Nyny got a present, and if you look in the background Papa’s got a brand new plasma.

Ny Ny We Got You A Present from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Me and Bea. Photo by Guav Gauvin.

Christmas day was spent at Aunt Dora and her husband Todd’s home. I was a bit disappointed this year because there was no pineapple cake. I’ve been looking forward to this cake all year long and the maker of the cake happen to be sick. Sheesh, the nerve.

Aunt Dora is truly one of the nicest people I know. Every time I go over to her house she has several presents for me. She’s the type that goes Christmas shopping the day after Christmas and then every other weekend just for presents for the fuck of it so when some one comes over there will be a present for them. Look at how many presents she bought for her brother Ray alone.

Dad’s got a brand new jacket.

Nick’s got brand new money.

Aunt Dora got an angel.

Todd and I are the photographers.

Aunt Dora made sure she had several presents for everyone that arrived. Nick bought his girlfriend and his girlfriend brought her sister and she brought her boyfriend.

Uncle Ray brought his new girlfriend and her son.

Aunt Dora and Todd take time to pose for a photo.

Ray looks handsome wearing a tie.

Grandpa was there too.

The next day we went to Guav’s favorite store in Texas, Fry’s, home of anything and everything electric.

That night Ray and I toilet papered Kuya Ben’s car as payback for the last time he and Bea toilet papered our car on Random Ass Day.

Our first attempt was a failed disaster so we merely drove back to 711, bought some more toilet paper and a gallon of water and just threw wet bombs at his car. The funny thing is, no one cleaned it up the next day and they just drove off with it like that and let the wind blow it off.

Bea and Guav drove back to Austin with us in Ben’s car to help unload the washer and dryers we bought off Kuya Ben and a bunch of random other stuff we got for free. We grabbed dinner at a local Indian Vegetarian place I’ve been meaning to try out. Ray didn’t like it but it’s okay because all the non-eating meat folks did. Ray also got a ticket that night, two actually, because he was driving Kuya Ben’s car which happens to be expired on inspection and registration. The next day we headed back to Dallas ready to celebrate the New Year.

So during my whole stay at the hospital I kept in contact with my family. They were so worried that they kept contemplating if they should drive down to see me or not. I really wanted them to but didn’t want to push it. I know driving from California is not easy and if your wondering why they just didn’t fly since that certainly is easier than driving, it’s because they they are fruggle, very much like me, or I’m like them. But in the end they ended up loading their car up and heading east bound to Austin Texas. Ahhhh, it certainly feels good to be loved.

My mother cooked for us everyday. I loved it.

I taught my dad how to navigate around on my laptop. He still struggles with it.

I didn’t take a lot of photos while they were down visiting, probably because I was being cared for most of the time. When I was feeling well Ray and I took my parents to Zilker Botanical Garden’s. How cute are my parents in this photo?

My adorable little sis.

Me and Kola. By the way, here’s a better photo of me and my new hairdo. I cut short ass bangs and about an inch off of the front of the sides so it was even with the rest of my hair instead of sloped. Did it all by myself one day to release some anger. It’s only hair, it’ll grow back if I don’t like it right, but right now I’m kinda digging it.

My dad got down on his knees to pose with the flowers.

Me, dad, and Kola stop at a bench for a photo shoot

Our little family.

My mom and Selena.

Taking a stroll.

Me and my sister, but the funny part is my dad in the back ground. He’s picking plants up off the ground and planning on planting them back home.

Now look at him, he’s posing with them. What a goof ball.

I don’t know why he even wants them, they look like tiny birds nest.

Looks like this photo is taken from up top but no, Ray’s just tall, especially compared to little Asian people. I love this photo because while I’m trying to secretly be in their photo my dad is still picking up plants off the floor that fell from the branches of trees.

Don’t know why there’s one dino in the front of the botanical garden, but there is and I kinda dig it.

Afterwards we all went to the mall. Hey Austin does have a mall. Ray and I have been trying to figure that out since we’ve moved here.

Coming here was risky because my dad loves to take photos inside the mall, especially during Christmas time. I think it’s all the decoration and lights that put him in the spirit.

And just like that they’re heading back but before they do they make a stop at H.E.B. for some water. I begged and pleaded for them not to go but in the end I got tired of begging. My mother had things to do back home. It’s not often I get to see them. I love them so much for coming all this way to see me and I love that my mom is such a mom and cooks, cleans, and takes care of me. It was nice.

Wow don’t I look amazing here? I can joke about it now but it was really scary at the time. When Ben came down to visit is when it all started. About 2 days after Ben arrived with his little rug rats I started to get sick. I don’t remember if I was feeling bad at the museum or not but now that I think about it I could of very well contracted the bacteria there. You never know what infested germs kids are carrying and spreading these days. Kinda remind me of birds, ugh, I hate birds, filthy disease spreading rodents, you know, very similar to kids. Any how, I do know the exact moment I realize something was wrong. I was inside the parking lot of Target about to enter and I was freezing, had almost painful chills. I scanned the area, it was a gloomy, bit windy day, but some people still had T-shirts on while others had sweaters. My God I was freezing so I walked fast, as fast as little stubby legs would go so I could get inside. Inside Target was painful too. That’s also how I knew something was wrong. I never want to leave Target fast but I wanted to be out of there as soon as I was in. Yeah, weird. Shit, why the hell was I here again? Oh, yeah, large yellow envelopes so I could send my family their tickets that I printed out for the Chinese Acrobat Show. I gotta find those fast and get the fuck out.

So when I get home the first thing I do is snuggle up to my honey and say, “Baby something is wrong, I don’t feel good.” The thing is, I should of known to go straight to the doctors office then. Those weren’t normal chills I had. But I did what I speculate most people with no health insurance would do in my situation, wait it out, and that’s what I did, for about 5 days and every day it got worse and worse. Ben was staying with us in our itty bitty apartment. I didn’t want to infect anyone so I basically stayed in bed all 5 days. I also stayed in bed because I couldn’t find it in me to get out, which should of been another warning sign for me. I have never been bed ridden until now.

I went to Planned Parenthood with a temperature of 103. I started to bleed when I should of been ovulating, but I was actually there for my yearly exam. The doctor said she didn’t want to treat me and that I should be at home resting, but I talked her into treating me anyhow and I went back home to where my death bed awaits. The next few days it only got worse and worse. My temperature would go up to 104, then down to 99, then back up103, then back downto 100. All this false hope. Thera Flu seemed to help a little and Mucunex always made my fever go up. It started to get hard to breath. I thought my chest hurt because of all the coughing I was doing. But breathing only got harder to painful, almost like I was having an asthma attack. Finally on the night before I went to the hospital I told myself that if it gets worse tomorrow I’m gonna have to go get checked. That night was excruciating. I had to sleep on my back because turning to the side was utterly painful and caused me to cough uncontrollably. Actually anything I did was utterly painful and caused me to cough uncontrollably. I was extremely thirsty and every time I reached for the glass I would get what felt like a really bad asthma attack. The whole night was agony for me. It was like having an athma attack the whole night with bad asthma attacks thrown in the mix anytime I had any kind of movement.

The next morning I started to get scared. I had fevers before but none of them felt this bad. I couldn’t breath so I had Ray call around to doctor clinics to squeeze me in like now. Every place was booked. Sheesh, lots of sick people around. Anyhow, finally he found a place that took walk in’s. We went there and it was a miserable experience. The wait was long, then we had to fill out some forms, then wait and wait, then they us you in and we waited, then someone comes in to do things like take my blood pressure, temperature, etc. then leave and we waited, then someone else came in to listen to me breath, feel my pulse, whatever, then leave and I wait, then finally the doctor comes in and does the same thing the last two people did and ask the same questions and leaves. I wait, in pain, in misery. I can’t breath. I feel like I’m dying. Then the ex-ray guy comes and rolls me away because by this point I’m too weak to walk on my own. He takes my ex-ray and takes me back to my shitty room where I wait, as you see in the photos above. That is how I waited. Finally, the doctor comes and tells me he wants me to have a look at something. He takes us to my ex-ray and says, “what do you see here?” I’m thinking, “your the fucking doctor, you tell me.” And then I think, “great, I see my fucking implants, now everybody will see my fucking implant,” whatever, but instead I say, “I don’t know you tell me.” He goes on to tell me that I have a severe case of pneumonia and need to get to the emergency room right away and that he won’t treat me because there’s a possibility that I could dye and he doesn’t want that to happen at his office. Yeah, fucking dick, but that’s basically when shit hit the fan and I was scared, like petrified. They called the hospital and let emergency know I was coming.

I was diagnose with double pneumonia, which meant both my lungs were infected. My left lung with completely filled with liquid while the right lung was only working at about 25%. I spent the next 2 days in the emergency room. I was too sick to even be released into ICU yet. Soon I did time in ICU and finally they moved me to wherever you go after ICU. I was injected intravenously with antibiotics and needed oxygen to assist me with breathing. My first arm started to freak out and reject the I.V. by bruising and swelling up so they had to go in through my other arm. I had a cat scan taken and had ex-rays taken every morning. Some mornings the ex-ray guys had to come in and take the ex-ray while I was still in bed.  I was given shots as well as had my blood drawn for testing. As a matter of fact they did lots of testing, on my urine and the jar of liquid they pulled out of my lungs through my back. I don’t know how the hell they were able to pull liquid from my back but they did. Luckily it was through my back so I couldn’t see what the hell was going on. I did see the rubber tube that connected to my back drained the tea-like liquid into a glass jar. They also did testing on my mucus. It took me hours in ICU to cough up a pathetic, sad wad of mucus. The nurse told me that it wasn’t enough and that if I didn’t deliver they would have to stick a tube up my nostrils and down my esophagus and suck it out of my belly. After getting stuck up the nostril, like way up till she ran into the rooftop of my nose with a skinny stick that resembled a metal wire with a little piece of cotton on the end of it, so they could do more testing, well after that lovely experience I declined to have the rubber tube up my nose and down my esophagus so they can suck my belly of mucus just for more fucking testing. They could have the mucus when I comes out the other end. Fuck that. They already knew I had double fucking pneumonia. All this testing was just repetitive work for the same fucking information, double fucking pneumonia. Nothing changes, I still get the same antibiotics. Oh, I was still bleeding from my vagina and the antibiotics cause my shit to what resembled what looked like black tar. They had the nurse measure what I was taking in as oppose to what I was taking out. I apologized every time I went to the restroom, before and after because black tar managed to oozed out every time. And going to the restroom was a tedious process because every time I had to buzz the nurse and then she or he would have to unwire me, unhook me and assist me because I still had not enough energy to piss and shit on my own. Luckily I had my trusty wet wipes and could still manage to wipe my own ass. Fuck Yeah!

A resporatory nurse would come in everyday, sometimes twice a day and give me this smoky breathing treatment. Oh, and Ray was so cute. He was by my side at all times except when he was kicked out. They kicked him out at 6:00 a.m. every morning. Some mornings it was below freezing, and he was allowed back in 10:00 a.m. and had to leave at 6:00 p.m. and return at 9:00 p.m. He would sleep in a chair next to me and we would hold hands. I contacted my family on the way to the hospital. The more they were informed the more they worried and finally they decided to drive down all the way from California to make sure I was okay.

The ex-rays showed little or no progress. Doctors would come in and ask me questions about how I’m feeling. Although everyone was really nice they would still make comments like, “We’re just trying to figure out how someone so young and healthy could get such a bad case of pneumonia.” It did nothing to reassure me that I would be getting better. Finally they said that they could do nothing else for me that I could not be doing at home. I was prescribed 6 different prescriptions and really only needed one, the antibiotics. Ibruprofen, coughing syrup, vikodin, anti acid, inhaler, etc. thanks but no thanks. I was suppose to do a follow up apointment two week later, or a few days ago, but I just got my bill in the mail and I think I’m good. Now that I’m an extra 17,000 in the whole I think I’m feeling much better now and don’t need more ex-ray’s or testing to tell me so. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh, and fuck. Don’t think I’m not going to call them and have them give me a discounted rate for being so fucking pleasant.

Ben runs away from his cunt wife and he brings along his kids, Lyric and Cloe. In an effort to keep them entertained and occupy all of our time we took them to the Austin Children’s Museum.

Ray will take any nipples he can get his filthy hands on.

Lyric took off with Ben and Ray while Cloe and I explored the museum together.

Kuya Ben I’m glad your not a cowboy.

Builder Bob.

Me and my Kuya Ben. Oh, by the way, I cut my hair myself and gave me some bangs. Just thought I mention that since this is the first photo of my hair cut.

Ben goes grocery shopping.

Hmmm, I wonder why this little girl doesn’t have to pay.

Ray is having lots of fun.

Later we go grab so lunch. Look at all the busy little workers they have back there. Three words, child labor laws.

Hey can I get some service here. I’m famished.

Yum, I love plastic ice cream.

Dad came to visit us. We take him to go check out the Agave 969 Homes. Ray and I are obsess with them and whenever someone comes to visit we take them here.

In case your wondering, I’m not in the photo it’s because I was taking the photo. Story of my life. For Thanksgiving this year Ray and I flew to California to be with the Chungs. Flying was an absolute disaster going both ways. Do yourself a favor and don’t ever fly United. Our flight was canceled without any notice. However we were able to catch flight 88 which actually got us there 15 minutes earlier. Kinda weird because 88 is our number and for some reason it always finds it’s way into our lives.

My mother lives in the kitchen.

My dad got Ray some T-shirts from China. All of which are too small.

Lana and Kevin couldn’t make it for Thanksgiving because they were flying to Arizona so we celebrated Thanksgiving with them a few days before.

Chilling on the couch with full bellies.

In his spare time my dad likes to pretend like he’s 14 years old and listen to music on his on his headphone while watching the video on his little television alone in his room.

My mornings are spent with my dad. One morning him and I went jogging. I didn’t bring any jogging shoes so I went in my boots. True story. On this particular morning my dad and I went on a very long bike ride. It had to be something like 45 miles. All I know is we were far, far from home.

My dad led the way. He took me down dangerous roads that most dads would think twice about taking their child, like the freeway. But the danger was well worth it because soon we came upon a small hidden bike path that went for miles and miles and miles along a canal.

My dad is adorable.

Like I said, my dad led the way so taking a photo of his backside was my only option.

We took a couple of breaks along the way.

Alright, so after like 20 miles or so we reach the end of the path and all that is in front of us is a tall dam across the street. So this is the end of the road, that is until my dad spots people hiking up the dam, and then he takes a closer look and yes, there’s people up there, walking and jogging. My dad being the curious monkey that he is wants to check it out but he needs the green light from me. “I really want to go up there, but we’re already so far from home, no we shouldn’t go up there huh?” he says to me. Honestly, I didn’t really want to go up there. I was tired, hungry, far from home, I knew my mom and Selena was probably at home thinking we’d be home any minute now, and we still had at least 20 miles to ride back home. But my dad has never been this close to the dam so if my dad wants to go up that freaking dam then we’re gonna go up that freaking dam. I grab my bike and say, “come on lets go,” and ride across the street toward the dam. “Huh, we’re gonna go,” my dad was so excited. We took a photo when we reached the top of the dam.

I know it doesn’t look like it but we were pretty high up.

We road for miles and miles on that freaking dam.

And then my dad notices a lake and a park to the left and of course he wants to go check it out. “Wow, it looks really pretty over there. I want to go see it. Do you want to go see it?” No I don’t want to go see it, but I say, “yeah, dad lets go check it out.”

My dad is the biggest photo whore ever. He wants me to take photos of him every time we reach a new destination so he can remember all the places that he’s been. My dad’s been to a lot of places. I think he’s on his 3rd or 4th passport. His last trip to China got prolong because he had to order more pages for his passport.

He’s a poser too.

We take more photos.

My dad is the swan whisperer.

We take our bikes down further and come upon a beach, man made obviously, but there was sand and everything.

We stop to take photos and then to sit on the beach and talk about life.

My dad tells me that today he’s really happy and if it weren’t for me he wouldn’t have came this far. I’m sure he would of eventually found it but it was nice to hear.

And then we head back home.

We stop for one drink break and this is where I make the mistake of telling my dad that I like to ride fast. I told him that because I wanted to get home as soon as possible. He rides fast the whole way down the bike path, so fast that he’s literally like 500 yards in front of me. Hello, my dad is 64 years old. What the fuck!

Later that day we head to my oldest sister’s home so we can spend time with her and my niece, Sianna. Sianna made a turkey out of food. She’s a creative kid.

The next day Jeff, my sister’s husband comes over with their daughter Sianna for Thanksgiving.

Lots of Chinese food this year.

I love my family and miss them everyday.

I love tofu too.

I made vegan lettuce wraps. Thanks for the recipe Bea. It was the only dish that was completely demolished.

My dad was happy Jeff came, even though Lien didn’t.

The girls after dinner.

Saying good-bye to Jeff.

And the next day we flew home. What a great trip. We have so much to be thankful for. Hope ya’ll had a wonderful Thanksgiving.

Ray and I were extras in Friday Night Lights. They gave us props like the pom pom you see in my hand, Ray’s yellow scarf, my yellow sweater, and Ray’s black coat, which he decided to take back home with him as a little souvenir. The turn out for extras was low so we had to play fan’s on both the opposing team and home team. Black clothes was for the opposing team. Booooo!

We met a friend that day, Lynn Greenfield. She drove hours just to be an extra and all by herself.

Scoreboard.

Jesse Plemons as Landry Clarke.

Fans for the home team.

Taylor Kitsch as Tim Riggins.

Brad Leland as Buddy Garrity.

Zach Gilford as Matt Saracen.

Jeremy Sumpter as J.D. McCoy.

Connie Britton as Tami Taylor.

Not the best photo but it was the best shot I had. Adrianne Palicki asTyra Collette sitting next to Minka Kelly as Lyla Garrity (in the red hat).

Again not the best photo but it’s what I could take. Connie Britton next to Aimee Teegarden as Julie Taylor (curly blond chic).

Kyle Chandler, Taylor Kitsch, Zach Gilford, Jesse Plemons giving away a signed T-shirt as a raffle prize.

Me and Lynn.

Those who stayed till the end got free pizza.

Oh, and some douche bag asked his girl to marry him. Yeah, real original dude.

So the first half of the game they get their ass handed to them. In the second half they make a come back and make you think that they have a chance to win it but in the end they remain losers. The end.

Ray stole a sweater, I took a pom pom, we made a friend but haven’t spoken to her since we met so I guess it’s safe to say we had a friend for a day, Ray got free pizza and we both made a whopping $114.75 for like 10 hours.

Every time we take a visit to Dallas we try to pay a visit to grandma and grandpa.

It’s Elijah’s birthday and what was suppose to be a father and son trip turned out to be the Rose’s, Gauvin’s, Hernandez’s and who ever else wants to tag along. Yay! Happy Birthday kid. Let’s do this shit up right.

We went to the Museum of Natural History. Not only was this the coolest place to take a little boy for his birthday, but it was also the coolest place for grown ups to go on any day.

They even had a whole section dedicated to the dopest people that ever lived.

Poser.

We took a shit ton of photos of dinosaur bones and what ever else caught our eye.

Aaaahhhhh!

Taking a photo of my hubby.

Seriously, look at the size of the dinosaur compared to us. Kinda glad they’re not around anymore.

Bea’s in training.

So afterwards we headed for the next coolest place to take a kid on their birthday, F.A.O Schwarz.

It was a pretty night for a walk.

I’m a thinker.

And a fighter.

And then we went to one of the raddest places to eat, especially if your a vegetarian, Pukk.

We’ve been here for almost two months now, how are we just finding out about this place?

Awe, I think baby Judah likes Pigg.

We passed baby Judah around for a photo shoot.

Toy Tokyo was next.

I like Pigg.

I like Boe-Bot too.

The boys are waiting outside while the girls get some sesame covered chocolate balls. Yummy!

Back at the subway on our way back home.

Elijah can’t wait to play with his new toys.

And this is where Sue and I almost kicked the shit out of a classic douche bag inside of Cold Stone Creamery. What a fucking asshole he was.

The next day a ninja attacked Elijah.

But he fought back.

Our car got broken into.

Yes you heard that right. On the day Ray and I planned on going home, someone breaks into our car to steal my boyfriend Tom Tom. Now who am I to talk to when I drive? Well I guess things could of been worse. At least they didn’t steal the car. Sad window on the ground.

Well I guess we’ll be heading to the city with all of you.

The champion. Can I get some Rocky music please.

Nothing like vegan dim sum to start the day off.

Kid Robot is expensive but very cool.

It takes two men to change one diaper.

Back at the sub way.

The next day was a very sad day because Ray and I packed our bags and headed back home after two months. Living with Bea and Guav was awesome. There’s not a lot of people I can live that long with but with them it was more like living with family. I miss cooking with Bea and waiting for Guav to come home because he was always the last to get in. Meeting the Roses was a treat. They are definitely my new favorite peeps. I just wish they lived closer because I could use more friends like Sue around. I would totally kick the shit out of anyone with her. I love all of you and thanks for an awesome experience.

I miss my family.

Alright just so ya’ll know, I’m not in New York anymore. Ray and I left just in time to fly to California for Thanksgiving. I’ve just been so busy that blogging had to take back seat. Anyhow, here’s a quick recap of my crazy life in New York from where I left off.

A lot of random events took place when we got back from Syracuse. Luke, from Poland came to visit for about a week. Cloe dropped in from Brooklyn one night and we all had game night.

Jenga, Jenga, Jenga . . .

Chinese checkers is boring.

I got to work at Jimmy Z’s as a free lancer.

I got this fortune on my first day of work. Crazy.

Kola was fucking adorable in his superman costume.

Cloe was a sickle cell, I was a slutty rag doll and Bea was a naughty nurse for Halloween.

The boys were stealth ninjas.

With some of Bea’s friends from work.

It was a fun Halloween.

Ray and I went to Wall Street.

I got to touch the balls of a bull and absolutely loved every second of it.

Ray needs to learn how to do this. That’s the money pose.

We had lunch at the pier.

Got to see more of New York.

The next day Ray and I went to Bryant Park. They put up an ice skating ring there.

Went to F.A.O. Schwarz.

Went to Serendipity and had some dessert. Serendipity is one of the first movies that Ray and I watched when we were first dating.

Chris flew in.

And he brought Chip. Awesome.

Pigs.

Watched Obama become President. Fuck Yeah!

Damn I have a sexy husband

Went to a billiards with Spencer, Aaron and Vicki and then went out for pizza and garlic bread afterwards.

The weekend came and were headed upstate to Syracuse where Ray and I finally got to meet Sue, D.J. and all their lovely offspring.

This is baby Judah. He’s the newest addition to the Rose family and he’s also Bea’s Godchild. I think I love him.

Yes Kola, I love you too.

D.J. is the owner of a very cool tattoo shop called Halo Tattoos.

I got a free T-shirt just for coming.

Can you spot Kola?

The crazy boys.

Sue’s can cook a mean meal.

Everybody agrees, it’s delrishious!

Gay boys like to snuggle on the couch.

Scrabble fun.

Early next morning Bea and I had our priorities straight. We headed straight to the ATM and patiently waited for our husbands to hand over some funds for our flee market extravaganza. It was amazing.

Later on that day we took a road trip to Ithaca. Ithaca’s gangster, at least that’s what I read somewhere once, Think it was on a T-shirt.

Shortstop Deli, an incredible place to get sandwiches. Ray couldn’t wait to come here.

Sue is beautiful and breast feeding.

My happy dance. You taking notes Guav?

It wouldn’t be the same without Kola.

I’m like so vintage.

My Be-Bot.

Ray loves sandwiches.

This is where Bea and Guav got married.

It was breathtaking.

I heard a troll lives somewhere up here.

Heart hug.

Guav’s the man.

I like it here.

The foxy ladies.

D.J. and sleepy Judah.

Fuck Yeah!

Very nice.

Photowhore.

Alone and deserted. Photo by Guav.

Just chilling.

Wish they lived closer.

Me and my husband.

Onward Bilbo Baggins

Love it.

Rocky.

Gangsta.

Fall time fun.

Bea is literally trying to knock Ray in his ass. Get him Bea, get him good.

GuavMom. She’s a sweetheart.

Mother and son.

Bringing the night to an end at a local cafe.

Awesome photo of Bea and Guav.

Ray is a man of mystery.

Sue and D.J. drove back home that night and we did too. The End.

Bea got some new appliances to go with her new home.

Awe, I miss her delicious cooking.

What’s up guys? I know I haven’t posted anything in a while but I’ve been busy and on the move. I got some free time coming up soon so there will be more post about my crazy life. Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Just so you know, I recently just changed my RSS feed. So if you subscribe to my blog, resubscribe now. No, not later, do it now. And if you don’t subscribe you should do it now. It will literally only take a few seconds and it will be the best decision you ever made. Promise you that. All you have to do is click on the link below.

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When I think of New York I think of the Statue of Liberty. She’s just one of the great land marks that I associate with New York so when we decided that we were going to come here the number one thing on my list to do was to get inside Miss Liberty, as deep, or in this case as high as I am allowed to go and look out into the vast horizon so I could see what see sees and scream, “Dun da da dun – FUCK YEAH!.”

We took off from the port of Jersey from what once use to be an old train station. It was really cool because everything looked really historic and I envisioned how it once must of been liked. I sent Ray back to the car to get my jacket; there’s always something I forget. When he returned the security guys were dicks. I’m just glad it didn’t ruin our day because it could of easily ruined anybody else’s day.

The cruise ship brought us straight to Ellis Island, which was a nice surprise because we had no intentions of going there.

Ellis Island was cool. It’s sad but I’ve never heard of it before the movie, Hitch, with Will Smith. It’s definitely a place I would bring my family back so we all could learn about and have a greater appreciation for our history and the perseverance and hardships many had to endure to come here. It would of been great to stay longer but not today; we had 40 minutes till the last ship takes us to Miss Liberty.

Super high ceilings.

On the internet it said to give yourself a good 3 hours to be able to fully take in everything here.

Hey, they had candy for sale. Sweet!

Checking Out the Statue of Liberty through a window.

Ellis Island is pretty awesome but it was time to take off.

Don’t your worry your pretty little head, we’ll be back.

And now we’re off to see the Statue of Liberty.

Bad news. When we got there they told us that the Statue of Liberty was closed. Seriously, shouldn’t they tell us that before they take our money. It’s just so shady to take our money but not tell us it’s going to be closed when we get there. WTF!*?

So we had to choice but to shit in a brown paper bag, light it on fire and chuck it straight at Miss Liberty’s pretty little face, but the bitch was too tall so Ray did fingered her instead.

Jumping photo.

The city isn’t too far off.

Since we weren’t able to go inside of her we walked around her and took photos of her from every angle possible.

We made it back to just in time to dock.

It was windy on the ride back.

So long, fair well.

And now were back in Jersey.

It’s the weekend and now it’s time to spend our money frivolously on things we don’t need. First we headed to the mall in Jersey. Bea and Guav have been in the market for a new bed for quite some time now so when passed by a bed store we had no choice but to stop and check things out.

Um . . . yes I did say Guav and Bea, not Guav and Ray.

Dun da da dunnn . . . Fuck Yeah, we’re GAY!

The next day we decided to make our way to the city.

Grab your shades everyone and lets get going.

On our way to the Light Rail Bea kicks Guav’s ass.

Right on Bea.

Waiting to get on the subway.

I have no idea of what Ray is doing. None whatsoever.

For brunch Bea and Guav took us to a yummy vegan dim sum restaurant.

It was delrishious.

After lunch we just roamed the streets like fearless rebels without a cause.

Ray was on a mission to find this painting by Banksy, some graffiti artist he really likes so he could take a photo with his camera.

I took this photo on the way to the airport when we dropped Ben off at the airport. Pretty bad ass.

He wasn’t able to find it but to his delight he did stumble upon the other one of the two.

Right on!

Chill.

Guav is waiting outside.

Love is in the air.

Bea – “Guav I really like this couch.”

I like it too.

It’s so comfy.

Guav – “Bea is buying a lot of stuff.

I don’t know if this constitutes as a hat, it’s more like a scarf for my head.

On our way back home.

It was so sad to see him go but I’m just happy he ended up staying a week longer than he originally intended to. I pleaded for him to stay but then I thought about it and since we’ve moved to Texas we see Kuya Ben more than anyone else these days so I’m not so sad anymore.

I think we had a pretty fun filled time during Kuya Ben’s stay. Bea made some delicious spring rolls and all got hands on training on how to roll. We were rolling with the homies, get it . . . rolling with the homies. Yeah, anyhow . . .

Bea – “Please Kuya Ben don’t go.”

Ray – “Fuck you Kuya Ben.”

Ray’s on his way out the door. Guav and Bea stay behind to clean their beautiful new home.

Peace out Kuya Ben. We’ll see you in Texas soon I’m sure.

Yay! It’s game night. Tonight we play Dallas Monopoly. The last time I played monopoly was a long, long time ago and if you’ve ever played monopoly then you’ll know that you’d better not have any plans afterward because it’s a long ass game. And if you don’t negotiate properties, as you see Bea doing here, then the game will only be even longer.

Monopoly Negotiations from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Kuya Ben stop being such a dick and just trade with Ray.

Guav made everyone use the dice on his iPhone.

He also had to kick like a cheerleader or pay 50 dollars.  He kicked like a cheerleader and even gave us a cheer – “Whose the best, B-E-A, Bea. Yay!” It was more than we bargained for.

Guav Is a CheerLeader from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

First Ray was out, then Bea, and then Guav. Finally it was down to me and Ben. Ben had a good strategy, he just stayed in jail most of the time so he didn’t have to pay while everyone just landed on his property.

The game lasted a really really long time. But in the end I am champion with almost 9 thousand dollars left.

My Sleeping Beauties from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Awe, I wish I brought my wedding dress. For now on ever time Bea and I visit each other we must bring our dress so we could hang out all day in em. That would be awesome.

Now that Jackie’s gone we could start having some real fun. See, Bea’s having lots of fun here.

We scurried back to the city because this was suppose to be Ben’s last day so we wanted to make the most of it.

I think Bea’s talking to Guav. He’s been working late.

Um, Kuya Ben, I’m kinda busy.

Hey he’s Philippino

Close up

New York is pretty.

Checking out Rockefeller Park.

Close up.

Subway Gangstas.

Grabbing dinner at cute restaurant called Republic.

I won’t hesitate to bust a cap in yo ass.

Bea’s bad ass. This is actually Ray’s new wallet that Bea design, but Bea’s still bad ass.

Checking things out.

Catching a flick in Time Square where Guav will be meeting us.

Tasty treats and I didn’t even have to sneak em in.

The weekend went by oh so fast. I guess when your hanging out with Jack there’s just never enough time. Before dropping her ass off at the airport we had one last family meal together.

My friends like to have coffee in the morning.

Ben is cute.

Showing off my new glasses that Bea gave me. One perk of being Bea’s friend is that she has a lot of accessories and she’s very generous.

Ray and Bea

Hummm, should I have pancakes or waffles?

My friends like to smoke after breakfast.

Help, I got a splinter in my foot.

Thanks Bea.

I have no idea what Kuya Ben is doing.

Now we’re off to the airport.

Before you go here’s a business card. Have your people call my people.

Farewell Jack, we wub you.

In New York the possibilities are endless. So when it comes to things to do, it’s best to always have some kind of idea of what it is you want to do. Today we had big plans of having a picnic in Central Park, rowing in boats and of course playing by ear because what’s meant to be will always find a way… All I know is that whatever happens today, it’s gonna be a fucking blast.

Everyone is on there way to the Light Rail. Oh, and you know we had to bring Lil Kola Bud with us too.

In the subway.

Guav – “Stop hurting my Kuya Ben, Ray.”

We made a quick stop at Whole Foods for some picnic food. I got kicked out because I had Kola with me and Bea being the sweet pea that she is came with me so I didn’t have to wait alone. Me being the bitch that I am left her with Kola and went back in to get some food.

It was a gorgeous day today, perfect for a picnic in the park.

Apparently we weren’t the only ones that were out today. The park was full of energy and life.

Kuya Ben really gets in the zone when he eats

I’m happy.

So is Guav.

Kola too.

Snuggle time.

After our picnic we take a stroll through Central Park and walk right into a roller rink right in the middle of the path. It was totally random.

Seriously, there were all kinds of characters skating here today. I love eccentric people.

It was pretty packed at the park today so my family stood on top of a rock so they can check out all the action.

We keep on keep it on down the path and I spot a rainbow dude in a dress and a very big beard talking to 3 guys. WTF?

He even had a dog to match.

I still think Ray and Kola are way cuter.

We also came upon a group of kids and hula hoops. I had to stop and show those brats how it’s done.

Doan Can Do The Hula Hoop from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Now we’re on our way to the boats. I can’t wait to start rowing. We’ve already decided that it’s gonna be the boys against the girls and they’re going to get their asses handed to them.

The sexy ladies.

Dun da da dun . . . FUCK YEAH!

How pretty is this. Day’s like this make me love life.

I love Ray too.

Ahh Shit! We didn’t make it in time, the last boat took off at 5:00. We’re just too slow. No worries. This is where we just play it by ear . Today we are travelers today and go where the wind takes us.

I think Guav loves Kola.

I think Bea loves Kola too.

Ben and Bea climbed a rock just to take a photo. Dun da da dun, FUCK YEAH!

We left the park and cruised the wild streets of New York. Lots of taxis.

New York has a lot of interesting things to look at.

Doan – “Hey you, stop taking photos of me and my friends. Let’s get him Jack.”

We’re gonna kick your ass!

Lots of high buildings around here.

Awe, I think they love each other.

Time Square is amazing at night.

Elmo hates Kuya Ben.

Of all the places we decide to go we pick Toys R Us.

I don’t know what this is on my head, but it feel magnificent.

Guav – “Hey man, you think you can stop taking photos of me and little dude, Your fucking with my reputation.”

Spider Man hates Jackie.

There’s always someone sleeping on the subway, today it was Ben.

It was getting late so we headed to Hoboken to grab a bite to eat and play Skip-bo, a card game Jack got me into.

Quit checking out my cards you cheater.

I don’t think Guav would function without his iPhone.

And then we all went home. Good Nite.

Ray and I are getting married in Austin, Texas! On August 8, 2008 Ray and I invite you to celebrate our wedding with us. The wedding is going to be fairly small so everyone who is invited holds a special place in our hearts and we would be honored to share this very special day with you. We ask that everyone arrives by Thursday the 7th by 12:00pm because we are planning an a*# kicking, paintball event that afternoon to shake off all my pre-wedding stress. In the evening we’ll be grubbing down on some Southern Texas BBQ and the next day will be the wedding. We plan on renting a van to haul everyone around so if you want to save money you don’t have to rent a vehicle, but you can if you want to because the venue is about 45 minutes away from Austin. Lodging is pretty cheap and right down the street from the venue. Kelly’s Country Cottages, (512) 847-5898, is about 8 minutes from where we will be at. Please make arrangements now because they’re limited on cottages. If you really want to come but your strapped for cash we totally understand. Just get your butt to Austin and have enough for paintball and we’ll take care of the rest.

Ray and I are renting out the whole bed and breakfast so we’ll be more than happy to share the place with you. There’s a lot of extra rooms and there’s also a huge yoga room upstairs. If we have to we’ll blow up some air mattresses and have a huge sleep over. That actually sounds like a lot of fun. Just let us know in advance so we can reserved the space for you. Oh, and if you do need us to pick you up from the airport we can anytime before 1:00 p.m. on Thursday and we can take you back to the airport anytime after 3:30 on Saturday. We’re super excited to see all of you there. Please RSVP at your earliest convenience so we have a proper head count.

Also, I want to make it very clear that Ray and I are not expecting gifts. We understand that weddings are expensive not just for the bride and groom but for their guest as well. We’d much rather have you there than have a gift. With that said, if you really want to we’re not gonna stop you. Here’s our wish list from Amazon. Feel free to go wild and crazy. We also set up a honey moon account for your convenience. We would greatly appreciate any donations so we can start saving up for a honey moon. If there’s no possible way you can make it, that sucks balls, but since your not coming a gift or donation into the account would be a great way to make up for it.

See you guys soon and start practicing your paintball skills now because we’re gonna bust a cap in yo a**!

Our wedding is in two months and Ray and I finally found a place to get married. After searching the Internet for wedding venues my stress lessened. There were so many beautiful places to get married that was exactly what we wanted for an affordable price. By the time we were done looking I had a two page list covered from front and back. I called tons of places and left a bunch of messages and by the next day I was even more stressed. Obviously, we weren’t the only ones with the idea of getting married on 08-08-08. Almost every place that I contacted was already reserved. Anyhow, to make the long story, of the few places that we were able to check out, we came to the conclusion that Memory Lane Bed and Breakfast and Event Center was the place.

We’re planning on having a night wedding outside. There’s lights that wrap around the trees that give the place a really romantic iridescent glow at night, which was what really sold us on the place. Memory Lane Event Center is actually a bed and breakfast located on 16 acres. There’s also a pool and jacuzzi so if your coming bring your swim suit.

In all honesty there were a few other places that we probably would have rather chosen to have our wedding at but they were either taken or not accommodating for our guest. Our wedding is going to be fairly small, although Ray keeps giving me e-mails to send out more invitations to, so we really wanted all of our close family and friends to be close to us. Also we know weddings are expensive so we wanted to have a place for those who were strapped for cash to also have a place to stay. However, the place isn’t huge so if room runs out before you let us know you are planning on staying with us your gonna have to reserve a place at Kelly’s Country Cottages. Also if you have issues with staying in a large house with all of our family and friends, then I probably suggest that you get a place at Kelly’s Cottages. The place is out in the country about 45 minutes away from the venue. So unless you plan on bringing your own vehicle or renting one please stay within driving distance for us to come and get you and drop you off. Ray and I are planning on renting a large van but we are not planning on being a taxi service at our own event.

I want to say that this place is perfect, but we had to compromise accommodating for style. This place is really country. By the way, if you have a blow up mattress please bring it along with you because we probably will need it.

Well that’s it for now folks. Keep stopping by for more wedding updates or to just see what the hell is going on in our lives.

I miss the beach and the weather, oh and rainbows.  I know Austin is my new home now and I’m totally excited to be here but Hawaii is where my soul calls home.  What I would give right now to be on the beach just soaking up the sun.  Texas feels like hell, or a very hot oven.  I laugh when I hear someone say, “today sure is a nice day.” Ha, if they only knew.  They have no idea.

It’s been a month since we left Hawaii and still we have no home. WTF!!! Seriously. It’s actually been 6 days since we drove to Austin, but finding a place to live has proved to be quite challenging. Ray and I drove straight shot to Austin only stopping twice, but for no more than a couple hours. We rented a hotel for two days and nights and took that time to search for a place to live.  We found a place at the Domains.  It’s not exactly the place that I have envisioned but it’s second best and when you limited with time, money and patience second best will do. However, because Ray is self employed renting an apartment is a lot more difficult for us.  I don’t really want to to through the details but it’s been really frustrating.  Thank God for the Semmlers.  We moved out of Shane’s apartment in Hawaii only to move in with his older brother, Chris and his family.  We didn’t actually move in but it sure as hell seems like it.  Chris and his family kindly took us in so we don’t have to waste all of our money on a hotel while waiting for the people at the Domain approve us.  An address they pulled up on Ray’s report ended up being his work address where he had his mail forwarded about five years ago for convienence so they need to call to verify that Ray never lived there.  Since it’s a holiday weekend we won’t find out until Tuesday.  Anyhow, it hasn’t been all that bad.  I’ve grown to love Chris and his family.  He has a beautiful wife name Tiffany and four of the cutest sons I have ever seen in my life.

This is how stuffed the car still is.  There was no way to even see out of the rear view mirror and somehow, Kola still manages to mold himself into the side of all our shit to sleep.

May 22 is a very important date to remember because that day is my friend, Mark’s birthday.

Unfortunately, Mark and I haven’t seen much of each other for some time now, which sucks balls because I miss him very much.

Everybody needs a friend like Mark and if everyone had a Mark in their life I’m certain the world would be a much better place.  He was definitely fun to party with.  Wow, we has some crazy party days.

When I totaled my car Mark let me barrow his jeep for as long as I needed, though, it was horrible on gas.  Oh, and he let me borrow his camera when I went on vacation and even let me borrow money once.

He’s great lunch partner, and most of all, a friend I can always count on.  I could call him at any hour of the night and tell him I was in jail and he’d be there the same night with bail money in hand. That’s the kind of friend his is.

Mark is what I like to call a timeless friend because I know that no matter what we’ll stay close friends through the test of time.

I love you Mark, Happy Birthday!

Bea and Guav are our cool friends, with cool jobs, cool tattoos and cool celebrity friends. Last week they flew into Los Angeles for Ashlee Simpson and Pete Wentz’s wedding. We decided to stay a few extra days so we could hang out. I asked my sister, Lana, if we could all stay at the guest house that Ray and I usually stay at, but just so happens the person renting it out was actually going to be there. So Ray and I ended up staying in Lana’s house in the work room and we had Bea and Guav rent a hotel within driving distance.

This is how the boys shop with the girls, they wait next to the dressing room playing with their iPhones. I actually prefer shopping like this because this way Ray is in good company so I don’t feel rushed and surprisingly, I like shopping with Bea. She makes a much better shopping partner than Ray. Sorry honey.

This is Bea and Guav right before the wedding. Don’t they look glamorous?

Ray and I decided to stay in town so we didn’t have to drive all the way back that night to pick them up. In an effort to kill time we played the tourist roll and went to famous sites like Rodeo Dr. and Whilshire from Pretty woman, cruise Sunset and went to L.A. Ink. I tried to convince Ray to get a tattoo since he already knows what he wants, even though the chances of getting a tattoo from someone from L.A. Ink on a walk in was slim, but you never know. Ray grew a vagina and pussied out but it didn’t matter because no one from the actual show was working.

The next day we hung out at the pool and in the pool. Bea managed to start war with a little kid in the pool and he wouldn’t stop shooting water at us.

Ray is not happy about me taking photos of him all the time but that never seems to stop me from doing so.

Bea enjoys her candy alone. She’s eating pieces of chocolate from the wedding while staring out the window. No need to explain, I completely understand.

Guav and Ray found time to bond.

And Guav manage to find time to take the cruiser on a test run down the street and back.

Ray and Guav played with their iphones while waiting for Bea to get ready.  Notice Kola sleeping on Guav’s head.

Look who woke up?  Kola is really is the cutest dog in the world.

Of course hanging out with Guav wouldn’t be complete without bed jumping photos.  These photos are taken by Guav.  I call this one “Flying with Peter Pan.”

Ray’s bed jumping photo.

Bea bed jumping photo.

Hanging out with Bea and Guav was lots of fun and much too short.  Like I said, I should of taken more photos while they were down.  Some memorable events that are worth mentioning are:  Guav sat next to Gossip Girl, Michelle Trachtenberg, on the flight to Los Angelos and apparently stirred up some celebrity drama.  We think it’s amusing but Guav doesen’t.  By the way, all the rumors are completely true. We saw Mrs. Jay from Top Model at the restaurant,Toast.  Bea bought my wedding dress at a vintage shop and I found out Bea is fun to shop with, not because she bought my wedding dress.  Every time I hang out with these guys I love them more and more.  I guess Ray was right, “Bea and Guav are sooo cool.”  Yes they are and I miss them already.

Yes I do.

Seriously, I might as well be homeless, wait, I am. Ray and I just picked up our car yesterday so I’m trying to get insurance on it today and the agent on the line goes, “what is your current address?”

“Uh, well, I’m not really living anywhere now, but I will be living in Austin Texas,” I say.

“What is your address in Texas?”

“Uh, I don’t have one yet, but I’m moving there.”

“What’s your address now?”

“I don’t really have one.”

“I can’t help you unless you have an address for me.”

“Fuck you in the ass with no lube dirty fucking whore,” at least that’s what I wanted to say.

Alright, so this sucks. I mean, I know it’s exciting living like this but at times it could be a little frustrating too. My parents and my little sister left this morning to travel the world, not really, but they might as well since I won’t be with them this time. If I sound a bit bitter it’s because I am, and very jealous. I want to go to Malaysia, Indonesia, Vietnam, China, Bali and any other slanty eye country that is cheap to vacation too. My sister needed an extra suitcase and since I’m a super cool big sis I offered her mine. This morning Ray and I drove to the grocery store and bought a box of super flex garbage bags. When I got back to Lien’s house I threw all my belongings into it. Wow, I can’t believe I’m actually going to be toting around a garbage bag for the next week or so. This looks really bad and really funny at the same time.

No that’s not a misprint, I’m serious.  I decided to give up chocolate for at least 30 days.  Every night I crave something sweet.  Staying at my sister’s house is no different.  The other night, Jeff my brother in law was taken back that I was eating pudding with whipped cream so late.  He was like, “I don’t know how you eat sugar so late, I’d be up all night.”  Well sure enough, I was up all night.  Now I don’t know if it really had anything to do with eating pudding before bedtime, but being up all night for countless hours really allows you to think about random shit, like why the fuck can’t I sleep right now?  And I’ve realized that not only is my sleeping pattern a wreak, but so is my diet, and my overall physical physic has gone on a slow path downward.  Well if I keep this up I’m going to be a fatty, and fatties are, well, fat.  I don’t want to be fat.  There are some things I can control, and being fat is definitely one of them.  I don’t think I’ll have trouble avoiding chocolate, as a matter of fact I would just give up sugary goodness for a whole month, but I’m down in southern California with my family where there’s a lot of sweet temptations that I have been waiting to indulge in, like Chinese shaved ice.  And just yesterday my sister Lana took me to this amazing yogurt place called Yogurt Land.  It’s like Pink Berry yogurt, which I also haven’t had the chance to have, but I will since there’s a bunch down here.  You see, so it would be just plain dumb and foolish of me to pass all this up. It’s like a once in a lifetime opportunity. So perhaps once we actually start our road trip to Texas I’ll start this whole stupid sugar fasting thing, but as for now I’m just saying no to chocolate.

California

It’s true, we’re no longer Hawaii residents. Boo, but we did have a really nice going away party. I’ll post those photos as soon as I get them from Arvin. The day of our flight was pretty hectic. We didn’t even have time to go out for coffee with our friend Ona. Our friend Val got us these stand by tickets for $85.00 each, but they were standby and we were number 10 and 11 on a list of 13. Ray was like, “so we’re basically not going to make it.” And I was like, “don’t say that, we’re going to make it, we’re going to make it, we’re going to make it.” I even talked to the universe and envisioned us on the airplane, sitting next to each other. Never underestimate the, “Secret” hehe, or the law or attraction, because after they were finish loading up the plane they started calling out everyone on the standby list and most of them didn’t make it. Finally they got to us; we were the last two seats available and even got to sit next to each other. What are the odds of that? Man, I got some powers.

California

Of course one of the first things we did was go to Target. It’s kinda pointless to shop for anything now, so we just walked around. They got a lot of cool new T-shirts. I can’t wait to get to Austin so we can actually shop for things.

California

We also did a lot of walking around at the malls. I don’t know if it’s because Ray and I are from Hawaii but it seemed like Selena and my mom were power walking everywhere. It was kinda annoying because I really wanted to be able to spend some quality time with them, even if it was strolling through the mall, but she and my mom would walk like 20 feet in front of us everywhere. The annoying part was we had no where to be so why not just slow down a bit and just window shop with us?

California

And later Ray and Kola caught up on some much needed sleep. I don’t know about Ray, but jet lag didn’t really affect me, good thing.

California

Even through all the drama, I’m just really glad to be with my family now.

Ray and I finish sending the last of our boxes.  We sent it all boat mail and the post office said it should take somewhere around a month or so to get to its destination but Ray’s dad has already gotten most of the boxes.  Now that everything is sent, I’m officially living out of my suitcase.  Of course we still have our drawers so I don’t technically have to be, but it just makes things more exciting actually doing it. But living out of a suitcase is harder than it seems and now I just have a pile of Doan’s shit inside a suitcase; nothing is tucked away neatly.  We just shipped the car about four days ago.  It really sucks donkey dick not having a car. Since it’s our last few days here I’d rather be on the other side of the island doing something I’ve never done before.  Also,  since Kola is flying out with us, this time with me underneath my seat, we had to get him the proper paper work and checked out.  It cost us $222.00 and is only good for 10 days, which means I need to be outta here by the 4th, with Kola otherwise, we’ll have to pay for is exam and paper work all over again.  The crazy thing is we haven’t even bought our plane tickets. Have you guys seen the prices for flights these days?  Hawaiian Airlines is taking full advantage of the 3 airlines that have just went under and decided to jack their prices way up, since they’re the only airline now that flies to Hawaii.  So one way tickets are now going for almost $600.00.  Pretty steep right?  Luckily our friend Val is a air hostest and is trying to get us super cheap stand by tickets for $85.00.  I really hope it works out.  I’m just so ready to get going already.  Everyday the apartment gets smaller and smaller.  I miss my family and I’m really looking forward to seeing them, getting everyone together for a nice dinner, tasting my mothers home cooking for a whole week, hanging out with all my sisters, taking a walk with my dad, and then getting the fuck outta there and getting on with the rest of my life with Ray and Kola.  In the mean time, life has literally been a beach.  We’ve been soaking up some Rays at the beach, since it’s only two blocks from where we live and doing a lot of walking. I now know that I am totally dependent on a vehicle and I’m o.k. with this.  Ray will just have to figure out a way for us to drive on vegetable oil so we can still be green.  We’ll, I guess that’s all for now.

Our friend Jen, is a dolphin trainer for Dolphin Quest at Kahala Hotel. One of the perks of that is getting to swim with dolphins for free. I’ve been hoping and trying to have her get us in before we move. Since we were nonpaying customers I knew we took the back seat to other paying customers like Dave Mathews, who had just checked out of his room earlier this day. Anyhow, Jen calls me one day and was like, “hey, if you want to swim with the dolphins come in at 2:45. Fuck yeah, it’s not like I have to work or anything.

Kahala Hotel

I almost cried when I first got into the water. I’ve seen dolphins a million and one times but I never actually got a chance to even touch one and here I am swimming with them. Super cool.

Kahala Hotel

How cute is he. All the dolphins that live here are males and apparently they have sex with each other. I think I love him.

Kahala Hotel, Hawaii

Ray and I look so funny here. It almost looks like we just spotted a shark and just shit our pants.

Kahala Hotel, Hawaii

Kahala Hotel, Hawaii

Ray loves the dolphins too

Kahala Hotel, Hawaii

This is us with our friend, Jen. I know your gonna read this eventually Jen so thank you so much for doing this for us. That was way cool of you to get us in before we moved. Ray and I had an awesome time. It was unbelievable. Noha and Hoku rock.

I am officially unemployed and it feels phenomenal. On my last day of work I really didn’t want to go out with a bang. Everyone wanted me to have a drunken fair well event, but I’m not good at good-byes. I work with a lot of good guys and I’m gonna miss them but life goes on and I’m going with it. After work Brian and I had planned on running a few of his errands, but it got late and we decided to hit the bar instead. Our friend Donny met up with us, then Jen and Ali joined and later Scottie stopped by.

This is me and Jen. Don’t mind my eyes in any of these photos. When I drink I can never seem to open them.

Me, Donny, and Ali. I never really hit it off with Ali, but Donny was one of my favorites.

Donny and Brian, two very cool guys.

Brain was my closest buddy at work. We got along great because like me, he has a twisted sense of humor and can appreciate great music like Sublime. Oh, B-Rad, I’m gonna miss ya.

That guy in the back ground is Scotty. He’s one of those happy go lucky kind of guys that lives at the bar. Every bar needs a Scotty.

It’s story time, so as you all know, the day before this day I called some lady a cunt at work. That apparently opened the Cunt Door and now I just feel like calling everyone a cunt. There’s this lady at work, named Evette, that I absolutely despise. It seems like everyone at work is afraid of her because she has this mouth on her that just doesn’t quit. In the beginning they wouldn’t even schedule us together but as of late, we started working civilly together once a week but that doesn’t mean we even talk to one another. I don’t even say hi; she stays out of my way and I will stay out of hers. Anyhow, she ends up at the bar that night and slowly makes her way to our table. Everybody does the small talk thing because no one really likes her. I’m drunk and the cunt door is already open so I say, “hey Evette can I ask you something? Why are you such a cunt?” Of course she gets defensive and goes on to say she’s not a cunt, blah blah, blah. I assure her that she’s wrong, lying, and is in fact a cunt.” Anyhow, we do our little argue thing back and fourth. I was loving it because I just like confrontation. I enjoy telling people exactly how I feel and moving on. After she leaves Donny, who had been sitting there the whole time goes, “wow, you just don’t fuck around do ya?” No Donny, I don’t. Anyhow, that was that and again, it felt so good to tell someone exactly what I thought of them. I’m so glad she came.

]]> http://doanchung.com/2008/04/23/my-last-day-at-work-yippie-kai-yay-mother-fuckers/feed/ 0 http://doanchung.com/2008/04/23/i-called-some-lady-a-cunt/ http://doanchung.com/2008/04/23/i-called-some-lady-a-cunt/#comments Wed, 23 Apr 2008 18:09:58 +0000 T-Moon http://doanchung.com/journal/?p=36

That’s right bitches, don’t fuck with me, because I could I be the bitch of all bitches, but considering this was my second to last day at work, I really didn’t give a fuck about getting fired.  It’s not that I like bragging about fighting because those days are over for me.  These days I’m totally refined, posed and stoic like Buddha but that is until somebody fines that button and pushes it.  You see there are certain things that I absolutely adore about myself, one of them being that I will stand up to anyone that talks down to me because I have ginormous balls of steel.

To make the long story short, some lady at work tells me we need to hire people that work faster.  I tell her, no she just needs to be more patient.  She tell me I have a mouth on me and I say, yes, yes I do.  She has nothing else to say so she calls me a bitch.  I snap back and call her a cunt.  She blows fire out of her nostrils because like all females, she detests being called the C word.  She does the laugh growl thing like she’s gonna lay one down on me but obviously has nothing else to say so I leave.  The end.  I’m not going to lie, that worked me up.  I could feel my blood boil and body tense; the feeling I get when I want to bash someone’s face in with a hammer.  But when all was said and done, cunt had left the building and I calmed the fuck down I smiled at what I just did.  Good job Doe doe, way to be a wise ass and stick up for yourself, once again.  I make me so proud.

Every year since Jack Johnson became a somebody, he throws this thing called the Kokua Festival. It’s pretty fucking amazing and there’s always other big musicians that also plays, besides himself. Last year we also got to barbecue outside. It was really exciting because not only was Eddie Vedder playing, but we were still somewhat new residents to Hawaii so we were expecting to do this kind of shit all the  time. Anyhow, this year Dave Mathews and Tim Reynolds were invited to play. I’m not really familiar with Tim Reynold’s stuff but I am a huge fan of Dave Mathews and since I’ve never got to see him in action I was all about getting tickets. Ray has been to a ton of Dave Mathews concerts since he is his favorite artist when it comes to music and he’s also a huge fan of Tim Reynolds and never got to see him live so he was totally for getting tickets too. However, after less than 3 minutes of being on sale the tickets were totally sold out. Fucking blows, oh well. I know I mentioned it before, but concerts outside the shell fucking rock. It’s free live music where I get to bring my own food, beer, dog, have all the space I want to kick back and relax and play bocce.  It’s awesome and I last throughout the weekend and I got to make it to both events.

This is the first day, it gets a lot more crowed than this.

Shane and Ray. I don’t know why Shane has that face, maybe he has to take a shit, who knows.

I make Diamond Head look good.

Ray was craving Crunch n Munch for some reason today so we bought a big box of it and demolished it. I’m pretty sure it’s the reason why I had a stomach ache all night.

Ray walked me to the restroom across the street to avoid the long lines from the closer restroom. Inside the restroom some girl had busted her skull somehow and there was blood everywhere. I tried to take a photo but when I got out of the stall I saw like 6 firemen there all staring down at the blood trying to figure out how to clean it all up.  On the way back Ray snapped this photo. Very pretty.

Lots of love in the air.

The next day, Ray dropped Shane and I off along with the rest of our things and Kola. I asked him to double check the car before coming back out to meet us at the park to make sure we got everything. Of course, he didn’t and we ended up with hot dogs with no buns. Oh, well.  It’s not like it was 4:20 and I don’t have Mary with me, wait, it is 4:20, and I can’t find Mary anywhere, just like last year.  Besides the few beers I drank, I was totally sober. Wo is me. Anyhow, Dave, Jack and Tim are playing live, I’m pretty sure I’ll be alright.

The night before I saw a lot of dogs at the park. It made me feel like a terrible mom, so I promised myself that I would take Kola out the next day.

This isn’t what it looks like. Shane bought Rolling Rock beer and totally overlooked that it wasn’t a twist off. None of us had a bottle opener so for the first hour or so he was trying to get it to open under my jacket.

This is me in my macro phase of my amateure photography skills.

One big happy family.

Ona and Jen made it out and they brought the Dolphin Crew with them, and another little Asian.

This girl here is what we call a Super Slut. She was totally making out with this guy so much that she had a whole circle of an audience with her in the middle. Hello people, Dave is playing and your more interested in live porn.  Actually, I was guilty of it myself and had Jen walk with me to the back side of them so I could snap a photo of her ass, because it looked like a lot of it was showing from our direction. When we got around I couldn’t believe my eyes, this girl had her WHOLE bare ass showing, thong and everything. It was narly. I tried to take a photo but my camera wouldn’t focus and then of course they decide to change positions.

But here’s an earlier video I took of them.

Kokua Festival Whore from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Jen and Ona aren’t in love at all.

By the end of the night Kola started getting cold so Ray put him in his sweater.

Everybody loves Kola.

It was a rockin concert.  This will probably be our last time at a event outside the Shell.  I had a bitchin time and got to hang out with good friends.  Life is good right now.

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If your reading this then most likely a really good friend or family which means you probably already know that I’m obsessed with photography. Ever since I could remember I’ve had a thing with recording my life. I’ve had a journal since the 5th grade. Seriously, how many people do you know can actually say that? It’s a pretty amazing accomplishment. However, as of late I’ve been neglecting my journaling and directing most of my energy towards my blogs and my online photo sites. First it was Flickr. Oh, how I love Flickr. It’s been my favorite, obsession that is until I found JPG. It’s a website where you post only your best photos. I like this idea because I have a lot of great photos I wouldn’t mind showing off sharing. I love rummaging through the site because the photos are really good and inspire me to keep doing what I love, love, love. Anyhow, here a few of my photos but if you want to see more you’re going to have to go to my Favorite Photo Set on Flickr or my JPG site.

So I did it again, I quit Sergio’s. I quit there once before, but after much consideration I decided to stay there once a week, Tuesdays.  After coming to grips with the fact that we’re moving, I realized that I need to put my two weeks in soon otherwise there won’t be two weeks to put in.  I really respect my boss, so I didn’t want to just quit without giving the proper two weeks.  Since I was only there once a week and Brian is super cool, he said it was cool if I wanted to just have last Tuesday be my last night.  It was fine with me, so now I don’t work at Sergio’s anymore.  But, the chef there did ask me to come back to take some photos of the food.  Even though I’m probably not going to do it, it was cool to actually get asked to take some photos for a business.  As most of you know I’m a photo whore and when I get to Austin I’m thinking about taking my passion for photography more serious.  Along with quiting at Sergio’s I also quit the Cheese.  However, that was another story.  I debated for a long time if I should even put my two weeks in there or if I should just be a total bitch and just quit one day.  My conscious got the best of me and I decided to just give proper notice.  I’m glad I did because I musta caught Kealoha on a good day because she was super cool about the whole thing, so cool that I even asked if she was happy to see me go.  Anyhow, I finally quit both places this time, and this time it’s for reals, which means I’m just that much closer to moving to Austin.

Yes ya’ll heard me correctly, I’m moving to Austin Texas. Just like all my moves, I’m really excited about it, but the crazy thing is I never thought I’d be excited to move to Texas. One day my good friend, Cammie, texted me and told me she was moving and I had to move the boat. Cammie was storing our boat for us at her place in Fairfield, California. Anyhow, I started to do what I do best and stress. Ray and I decided the best place for the boat would be in Texas where we could find a hand full of places to store it for free. So we started to brain stormed on how to get it there: buy plane tickets to California, rent a U-Haul or truck, pick up the boat, haul it to Texas, and fly back to Hawaii. Now that’s not even considering that I would have to request days off of work, which means not only do I have to find a shit load of money for the trip, but I’m also not going to make any money in the mean time. Fuck! Well, if we’re gonna spend that much money why don’t we just move there now, since we were talking about moving there anyhow? We never really decided on it, which is why the decision to move there was so spontaneous. We got to talking about Austin and how exciting and fun it would be to live there and decided to just do it. It was such a spur of the moment decision and those are the ones that always turns out to be the best ones. Anyhow, Ray ended up finding a site online that bids to tow shit for you. We got a super cheap deal, $750.00, and we didn’t have to do a thing but send Ray’s dad a check in the mail to pay for it when the boat gets there. I asked him one day, “so, since we got someone to tow the boat, does that mean we’re still moving?” And he goes, “I don’t know, I kinda still want to.” I did too and that was that. It took me a while to mention it on here because it didn’t actually sink in until a few days ago when we actually started to ship our shit outta here. Even though I’m super excited about moving, I still love Hawaii. It’s been my dream to live here and now that I have I know why. Hawaii will always be our home. It’s a place where we will always return to but not really a place that we want to stay grounded at. Besides, change is good and it just feels right so I’m ready to do this.

First California . . .

Then Hawaii . . .

Now Texas. This was the one time Ray and I went to Austin together, at Kimmy’s wedding. The next day we went to the Boiling Pot to eat crawdads.

When Ray and I moved to Hawaii Ray suggested that I start up a food blog, since I not only love love to eat, but I’m so gosh darn critical when I eat.  Before Ray I was computer illiterate and after Ray I’m like a computer genius.  That’s a bit of an overstatement, but I am a computer whore.  I’m addicted to being on the computer so it only made sense to broaden my horizons and start up my very first blog.  I wanted to make it more of my own so I called it Cheap Places To Eat In Oahu Hawaii, because of the very obvious, I’m super cheap.  Not only did it allow me to taste food but I also got a taste of my love of photography.  I’m not claiming to be a master photographer or anything.  But hey, you got to start somewhere right?  I got a new camera that I actually don’t plan on returning, Cannon G9.  It’s the perfect camera for a beginner photo enthusiast such as myself.   Every time I go out to eat, which is like everyday, I bring it along and snap away.  I love my food blog.  I try very much to make it my own by putting a lot of my humor and personality in it, which means I’m brutally honest and I talk like sailor.  I’ve gotten tons of comments of how much people are enjoying my blog.  It’s really flattering.  As of today I have almost 500 daily readers, that’s including the people that subscribe to my feed.  The other day I even go a check in the mail, so I can now say that I’m a real food critic, since I actually got paid and all.  It’s been about a year now and I’ve written on over 160 different places, not bad.  I’m not gonna lie, at times it does seem a bit tedious, especially now that I have this personal blog; it’s a lot more interesting writing about myself.  I guess my ego’s starting to grow because there are times I get tired of always having to take photos of my food.  And I only get tired of it because I know I’m capable of taking some amazing photos, and it restricts me from doing so.  Anyhow, I still love my blog, it’s my baby and she grows bigger and bigger everyday.

Here are a few of my favorite photos.

]]> http://doanchung.com/2008/04/08/cheap-places-to-eat-in-oahu-hawaii-dot-com/feed/ 0 http://doanchung.com/2008/04/06/camping-at-melekahana/ http://doanchung.com/2008/04/06/camping-at-melekahana/#comments Mon, 07 Apr 2008 06:26:37 +0000 T-Moon http://doanchung.com/journal/?p=28

So we’re back from our camping trip and it was awesome.   For spending only one night there I took a ton of photos.  Ray and I got there super early and ended up exploring the area and killing time at the beach.

Ray was thrilled to find a clean toilet.  I, on the other hand was a bit disappointed.   What ever happen to roughing it?

Ona and Jen came mid day and brought the tent with them.  I don’t think any of us are experinced at the art of tent making so when it was finally up we were super stoked and oh so proud.

Yah bitches!

Soon Holly and Mark made it out so we got the fire started and grill going.

But before that I took a killer photo of Ona and Jen making sexy time.

Of course no camping trip would be complete without smores.  I love me some smores.

My baby is so gosh darn sexy.

Check out everyone’s stick compared to mine.  You know I don’t fuck around.

Anyhow, this was an alcohol free camp grounds.  I know pretty lame, but as long as we were discrete about it, like no open bottles or cans, they didn’t bother us.  By the end of the night I was pretty sloshed.  Mark and Holly brought our good friend Mary along and we all had a splendid time together.

The next morning we woke up early enough to catch sunrise.   You know you want to throw up we’re so cute.

What about now?  Are we still cute now?

Ray got over camping quick, like the next morning considering he didn’t get any sleep.  I guess the ground was too hard and there was too much creepy noise going on all night.  My baby is such a light sleeper.  I, on the other hand, sleep great.

I made some beans cowboy style, right over the fire for breakfast.

Ona and Jen slept some more.

Mark and Holly took a romantic stroll down the beach.

I swang on a rope.  If you look close enough you can see me wearing a set of two glasses, my seeing glasses and my sunglasses.

Mark and Holly kissing in a tree, K-I- S- S- I- N- G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in the baby carriage.

Holly and I pretend to direct a movie. I was balancing myself on one foot, my chair had no seat.

Mark found a pussy and Ray found a dick. What a pair.

Ray went on strike.  NO MORE WORK.

We had to be outta there by noon so we packed up our shit and headed to the beach next door.

Oh, I forgot to mention, the campsite is loaded with cocks.  I know the owners do this on purpose to get everyone up and ready to check out by noon.  It was the most annoying thing in the world.  I almost got to see a cock fight.  Unfortunately, it ended shortly after it started.  I wouldn’t mind seeing one die after what they put me through.

We were planning on taking Marks surf boards out and paddling them out to the near by island.  During low tide you could actually walk out to it, but it was high tide and a bit too rough to attempt.

Instead, we relaxed, drank, sunbathe, Ray practice his golf swing, we played horse shoe and then ended the day with couple bocci.

What you see here is professional bocci form.  You guys should be taking notes.

A lot of fondling going on.

Ona’s got it down.

During our game Holly impulsively runs out to the ocean. I’m like,  awe, she’s being totally spontaneous.  Nope, I was wrong, she had to take a piss.

And the winner is . . . green team, Mark and Holly!!!

That’s about it folks.  I had a phenomenal time. We definitely need to do it again.

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A couple days ago, Sunday, we had plans to go to Melekahana Beach with our friend Amber.  We drove to Amber’s and from there she drove.  On the way she was like, “have you guys been to the Byodo-In Temple?”  By do what?  Huh?  The crazy thing is this beautiful temple sits atop a hill in a cemetery.  Yes, cemetery.  I’ve been to this cemetery before, don’t worry nobody died.  Thing is this is just a really gorgeous cemetery but I never knew there was a temple there the whole time.  We made a spontaneous stop.  It cost two dollars per person to get in, nothing is free in Hawaii.  Here are some photos of what I missed out on last time.

This is what we walked up to.  It was like walking into a Chinese fairytale.

Amber and Ray

My first thoughts when I saw this place was that it would be a really nice place to get married.  Amber said people have gotten married here before.  Crazy, right?  To get married at a cemetery?  Might even be bad luck.  I don’t think I’ll risk it.

Here are some  photos  last time we were here.  Ray, Shane and I were out exploring the island.

I’m not a fan of being buried but if I were this is where my body would rot.

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Last Friday was my friend, Jen’s birthday.  She and Ona have been dating for about a year now and the two of them together are my favorite lesbian couple.  They’re super cute, happy and totally in love.  Anyhow, for Jen’s birthday we were all suppose to head down to Rumors decked out in our 80′s gear but Ona decided to be super girlfriend and throw Jen a surprise dinner party at Jen’s favorite restaurant, Aunti Pastos the night before.  She totally blind folded her, drove around in circles so Jen wouldn’t count the turns and figure out where she was, and walked her down the street to Aunti Pastos still blind folded.

She cut into her ice cream cake before I got a chance to take a photo.

Jen and Ona looked totally gorgeous tonight.

I don’t know half the people here.  Most of them are from Dolphin Quest, where Jen works, I believe.  I’m not in the photo because like always I am the photographer recording and documenting memories, a very respected and major role.  Somebody has to do it.

In Ona’s words, “tragic.”  One word to totally describe the way we looked that night. What made it even more tragic was that 80′s night at rumors was moved to Saturdays.  Ray warned them that there would be a bunch of old geriatrics in cages there.  How my honey knows this I don’t want to know.  Anyhow, they did confirm that there were a bunch of older people there and moved the party to Irish Rose.  I was happy to hear of this news because Irish Rose is my favorite local bar.  It’s like a big dive bar that you could actually illegally smoke in and has free live music everyday of the night.  What I love even more was that I heard the party was moving before we had left the house, so I was able to remove my skin tight leggings and leg warmers but left my shirt on because it’s 80′s but still totally fashionably sensible.

Tragic, totally tragic.

I love this photo because everyone is totally immersed in a conversation.

I love this photo because everyone is totally immersed in a conversation while my honey and I can’t stop staring at each-other.

Yes Jen is locking lips with a boy, but they’re both gay, drunk and Ona’s there so three strikes and your good to go.

Amber and Beth even made it out.  We didn’t find out till a few days later that they were both totally drunk beyond recognition.  I know, totally look sober to me, very interesting.

Happy Birthday Jen!

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In our left corner we have Amber Watt from Colorado and in our right corner we have Ray Hernandez from Mexico.

Drum roll please . . .

Amber wins!!!!!  Ray looses once again. Go back to Mexico and practice some more.

I went home on this  night drunker than I have  been in a very long time.  I met Al, he’s a flamer and an Aries.  I don’t know if you know or not but Aries and Aquarius are super compatible so before I left he got me this monstrous shot of patron.  Big mistake.  I never really get hang overs but the next day I felt like shit and missed my driving test.  No license for me, I’m stuck with a permit for now.

He are some more photos from the time before at Deep End.

Ray’s first break in a long long time.  It scared the fucking shit out of me.

Driving along the beautiful coastal highway there are several spots to stop and enjoy the breathtaking view.  One of the most popular spots is not because of it’s larger parking lot but because it’s right above Cockaroach Cove.  This place is sorta hidden along the highway and you don’t really notice it until you lean over and look down to see a few beachcombers laying out or having fun in the water.  It’s a steep hike to get to but it’s awesome once your there.

Ray and Shane opening a can of whoop ass before taking off

Here are some photos of the last time we were here during our vacation.  Holly shit, that was over a year ago.

That’s Shane and Ray up there.

]]> http://doanchung.com/2008/03/30/cockaroach-cove/feed/ 0 http://doanchung.com/2008/03/30/my-baby-our-baby-dot-com/ http://doanchung.com/2008/03/30/my-baby-our-baby-dot-com/#comments Sun, 30 Mar 2008 18:17:12 +0000 T-Moon http://doanchung.com/journal/?p=21

My Baby Our Baby launches. It actually launched last month so this post is a little late. Ray’s been working on this project for, well, since we’ve lived in Oakland. After coming up with the designs he was ready to get this site up and running. Along the way he had to deal with flaky programmers that would basically dick him around. Finally, after wasted, antagonizing months, money, and time we just wanted to deal with someone who knew what they were doing, were professional, and affordable. We’ll as you all know, we packed up and moved to Hawaii. Ray quit his job. The lead developer of and our very talented friend, Beau quit shortly thereafter. Somehow Ray convinced Beau to adopt this project. With Ray’s creative talent and Beau’s geeky brain MyBabyOurBaby.com was finally born.

MyBabyOurBaby.com is like an online baby scrap booking site. It’s a place where you can share and show off how cute and adorable your little one is. But it’s different because as you as the parent build a networking site around your baby by inviting everyone that’s involved in your baby’s life to the book either as a contributor or a reader. Let’s face it, at this day and age everyone has a digital camera. If your baby’s around, someone will be taking a photo of your baby sooner or later, locking in a very special memory. Chances are you will never even get to see these photos and they’ll just be stored away in the back of some hard drive or camera disc never to be seen again. MyBabyOurBaby will let you and anyone you allow to upload these photos, write a little story about it, share it with everyone you invite so they can see how your baby is doing, growing and is connected to. Basically the book of your little one will grow even if you don’t have the time to write just as long as someone is writing. Just think, birthdays, holidays, babysitter, etc. There’s memories of your baby out there waiting to be cherished. Also, another cool factor is that the site will upload the photos in chronological order so you can read it in the order that it all happens. It’s super innovative, different, totally easy to use and beneficial.

As you can tell, I’m super proud of my honey. I’ve been there since day one, acting as a right hand man, if you will. I’ve seen his enthusiasm, passion, losses, disappointments, and avid determination he has to see this through. I can’t tell you how proud of him I am. Since it’s launch it’s been written about on several sites and currently has about 300 members. Here are some links.

Crunch Base

Mashable

Killer Start Ups

Gen Beta

Toph Speaks

Discovering Dad

808 Talk

Baby Roadies

Publisher Blog

Matt

Honolulu Advertiser

Also, Ray made the front page of the local paper and with it he brought his niece Sianna.

How cool is that? Congratulations honey. I’m so proud of you.

Hawaii’s not really known to be a place where musicians go too often for concerts.  Being away from everything, it’s kinda off course for most tours.  Usually when big name bands do happen to make it out here tickets sell out faster than pot brownies on 4-20.  Last week Incubus  had a concert They were playing at the Shell, which is a super small stadium about 3 blocks away from where I live.  Some would argue that Shell Stadium sucks balls because it’s so small and others would argue that Shell Stadium kicks ass because it’s so small.  I think it kicks ass for being located in the park so close to where I lived, that way I get to enjoy some free, live music with my friends over some BBQ, and drinks.  We’re not the only ones who do this, the park is usually packed with people when there’s a concert going on.

Ray, Shane and I came early to scope out a good spot.  We brought our boccie set and had a few rounds in before everyone got there.  Last time I played open a can of whoop ass on everyone, this time I think I came in second.

It’s smart to bring a bunch of plastic cups to events like this to put your alcohol in so the cops won’t harass you.  It’s one of those things where everyone is drinking and the cops all know, but as long as your a little discreet about it they won’t bother you.

This is our friends Holly and Mark.  They’re a super awesome couple that usually comes around when Ona and Jen do.  Mark came a little late because in attempt to find a parking spot he almost got ass raped by some gay.  He was a little traumatized throughout the night and of course we all gave him shit for it.

Ray is a very violent man.  He’s from Texas so he still pretends that he carries around a gun.

It took me like four times to get this picture right because my eyes kept coming out closed.

Jen, Ona, and friend.  I obviously don’t really know the 3rd girl all too well, since I don’t even remember her name, but she was also around the last time we had an event at the park.  Who knows maybe we’ll see more of her.

Alright, so the best part of the night was  at the end.  I don’t know why but for some crazy reason Shane had this idea to do ring around the rosie.  He actually had this idea to do duck duck goose earlier on, but no one really paid too much attention.  Anyhow, finally everyone was like sure, let fucking do this shit, draw a bunch of attention our way, and look like a bunch of stupid drunks in front of the cops.  So there was like 6 of us the first time.  We were laughing so hard and having so much fun that when we all fell down some hippie chick comes over to us and goes, “um, yeah, I was wondering if you guys were going to do that game again, and if I could play.”  We were like fuck yeah, so we gathered a few more on lookers to participate.  This time the circle had grown to be about 15 people.  It was so much fun to see a bunch of drunks playing ring around the rosie.  By the time we fell, more people came wanting to play.  So of course we we’re all like, fuck yeah.  The last and third time there were probably like 30 people, who knows.  It was one big fucking circle of drunks playing ring around the rosie. When we all fell down everyone was laughing histerically.  Some girl even managed to film the thing.  Ray and I are trying to get a copy of that video so I could put it up here and document it.  The night couldn’t have ended better.

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I don’t know exactly how it happen, but after I quit Sergio’s my good friend Brian, along with a few others talked me into staying for just one day. Brian’s a really good sales person and the following week I went Brian, my boss and decided to stay on for just one day, Tuesdays.  I thought about it and even though I don’t make as much there and there’s so much more work, the people there are so cool.  I work with a bunch of characters, like myself, so we manage to make work super entertaining.  It’s a fiasco sometimes.  And when word got around that I was leaving, everyone seemed real bummed out by it, which was really flattering.  Anyhow, as for now, I’m there one day a week.

Sometimes I forget that I have a boat. This is easy to do because I never use it. Hell, to tell you the truth, I never wanted it. I got it through Brandon, my ex. The last time I got back together with him was probably one of the biggest mistakes of my life, along with that, I was conned into purchasing a boat in my name, another one of my biggest mistakes, because I’m the one with good credit. So, when we split, which was inevitable, he left the boat to me, along with the payments and said it was only fair since he had the truck. Yeah, like that’s the same. He has a truck that he uses everyday, I have a boat I never wanted and don’t know how to use. Whatever, I was just want this relationship to end and be as civil about it as possible. I’m pretty sure we both could agree on that. So I took the stupid boat. Since then it’s been used once by our friend in San Francisco, Dustin. He drove it around the lake with his family and broke it in. I think it’s past the 40 hour mark now. Yeppie. I inquired about how much it would be to ship the darn thing to Hawaii, but at $4000.00 I’d be better off riding it across the Pacific Ocean. My good friend Cammie offered to let us store it at her place since she had extra room. Thank God for good friends. I took her up on her offer and the boat has been there ever since. Anyhow, I got a text from her last week saying she was moving and the boat had to go. Fuck, what a bummer and a huge burden. Don’t get me wrong, I totally appreciate her letting me store the boat at her place free of charge for the past year, but I’m in Hawaii. I started doing what I do best and started to stress. I really thought we were going to have to fly back to California, rent a truck and tow it ourselves. Anyhow, it make the long story short, the boat is now in Texas at Ray’s dads house. Ray found an internet site where they bid to tow your boat for you. We got a super cheap deal, $750.00 and couldn’t pass on the offer. It was kind of a shock because I didn’t think we would be able to move it within a week, but we did and we didn’t even have to fly back to do it. Ray’s dad probably already started planing fishing trips so I know it’ll get some good use out of it.

]]> http://doanchung.com/2008/03/25/no-more-free-boat-storage-at-cammie/feed/ 2 http://doanchung.com/2008/03/25/ray-lost-a-bet/ http://doanchung.com/2008/03/25/ray-lost-a-bet/#comments Tue, 25 Mar 2008 19:22:09 +0000 T-Moon http://doanchung.com/journal/?p=17

Last month we were all hanging out at our friend Amber’s house.  We all like to watch Project Runway together sometimes.  Anyhow, Ray was dumb and made a bet.  I don’t remember exactly what the bet was but he obviously lost because he had to down a bottle of beer.  Way to go babe!

Good job!  Now make another bet.

On March 10th Ray and I happen to be out on another one of our spontaneous drives and we  found this view from some park at the top of the hill.  That’s the thing about Hawaii, no matter how much of it I think I’ve uncovered it’s still never all of it.  There’s still so much to find.  I love it here.

Just so all of you know I’m obsessed with the show Lost. I’ve been a dye hard fan since the first episode. I really don’t know how I even begin watching it since when it first started I was living alone in Vacaville at the time and wasn’t really into watching television. Anyhow, soon I met Ray and got him into it. Since then he’s been hooked and when we moved to Hawaii we got Shane hooked on it. I requested every Thursday off just so I could stay home and watch the freaking show. Once I was scheduled to work when the season finale was scheduled to play so I called in sick, said I had direrrah, just so I could watch. The thing is I never call in sick, even when I am sick. Our friends Sara and Justin are crazy into Lost as well. They moved to New York, but before they moved they would come over and we turned it into a drinking game. Every time something would happen, like when Hugo says, “dude,” or when Desmond says, “brother” we had to take a drink. By the end of the show we’re all piss ass drunk. It’s so awesome. Anyhow, one great thing about living in Hawaii is that the show is filmed here. For a while I was determined to be an extra on the show. I obviously wasn’t that determined because it hasn’t happened yet.

Within the first month of moving to Hawaii we ran into Sayid. That’s his screen name and unfortunately I don’t know his real name, but when I saw him that’s what I referred to him by. I told him I was a huge fan and introduced myself. He was way cool and introduced himself and was even willing to take a photo with yours truly. It totally made my day.

Anyhow, Ray and I are super spontaneous. Some days we end up driving around the island even before we realize were taking a trip around the island. When we first moved here we were super crazy stocker fans and would drive around the island looking for places, and landmarks where Lost had been filmed. This dock is major because it’s the scene where they let Michele and his son Walt go in exchange for Jack, Kate and Sawyer. If you watch Lost then you know what I’m talking about. Anyhow, we’ve been trying to get to this dock for so long now. We have always knew where it was, but as far as exactly what street to drive down, we could only guess, and even then, it was private property. Not too long ago while on one of our spontaneous drives I manage to talk Ray into flipping a bitch and turning down the hidden street to what we think will lead us to this dock. We drive down this private, local, scary, bumpy, road. I mean, there were cages for cock fighting, you know that kind of street. Anyhow, at the very end we come to this house and in the back yard is this dock. I had to walk it, but it was obviously private property. Soon some mean looking local comes out and says, “this is private property.” I don’t want to go all into our conversation, but I manage to convince him to let us walk back there.

Isn’t that freaking awesome. We were stoked. It was a little awkward since there were people fishing out there while we cruised up and were totally tourist and start snapping away with our cameras and iphone, but still totally worth it.

After that we kept driving and about an hour later we drive up to the Lost Bunkers. This is filmed a lot during the show. It’s where the Others use to live and where Lock and his followers are staying now on the show. We found this place a long time ago, but since we were on such a Lost kick this day we decided to stop and actually check it out.

I love it.

Again, we found this earlier on but we believe with 100% certainty that this is part of the plane from Lost when it crashed and some crazy monster kills the pilot just before he’s about to reveal to Jack and Kate that they are lost and no one knows exactly where they are or their coordinates.

Once Shane called us while he was working in Kailua. We met him at Muddy Waters Cafe and who do we see, Jack, or Mathew Fox. Of course I walk up to him with camera in hand and ask if he would take a picture with me. Again, I refer to him as his screen name, Jack, instead of his real name Mathew Fox, but I didn’t know his real name then. He turns out to be a total dick and says no. I admit I should of confronted him less abruptly, but that’s still no excuse to refuse to take a picture with such a dedicated fan. I could understand if there were a lot of people in the cafe and it would draw up a lot of commotion and unnecessary attention, but we were the only ones there. He just replies, “uh, no, I’m actually on my way out.” It totally ruined my day and now I forever hate him. What a total douche bag.

When Jackie Chans restaurant was still around they would have Lost nights where everyone would come just to watch Lost and then at the end everyone we would play games and was able to win prizes. Our friends you see here, Justin and Sara won so much shit because like I said they’re huge Lost fans too and knew everything about the show.

It was good times. I didn’t realize until Shane started watching that they are super detailed oriented. Every time someone is reading a book or a picture on the wall or music in the background is a hint or clue, which makes the show even more cool. Anyhow, just wanted all of you to know that I am one of those crazy fans; like those crazy star trek fans, I’m like that, only for Lost and not as weird.

]]> http://doanchung.com/2008/03/21/crazy-about-lost/feed/ 4 http://doanchung.com/2008/03/17/lanikai-bunkers/ http://doanchung.com/2008/03/17/lanikai-bunkers/#comments Tue, 18 Mar 2008 03:53:30 +0000 T-Moon http://doanchung.com/journal/?p=14

Lanikai Beach is mine and Rays favorite beach.  It’s been rated as one of the worlds top beaches and has currently been in the top 10 for the last few years.  During the warmer and calmer mornings Ray and I would drive to Lanikai almost every morning and go swimming.  It was such a good work out.  We found this hike awhile ago but just recently Ray and I decided to hike it again.  I don’t know if the hike has a name and if it does I don’t know it so I just call it the Lanikai Bunkers Hike since you have to hike up to a couple of Bunkers to get this view.

Pretty ridiculous right?  This has to be one of the nicer views for hiking.  How lucky am I to be able to be within a half and hour of a drive away from it all?  Last time we only hiked up to the bunkers but this time we decided to go a past the bunkers.  It was a wild hike that lasted over an hour and finally led us to the other side of a gated community.  We didn’t want to walk all the way around back to our car so I talked Ray into breaking in to the gated community and making our way back to the car.   He reluctantly agreed.  Anyhow, this is one of my favorite hikes, mainly because of the breathtaking view so I just wanted to share it with you guys.

Ray’s really sweaty and I’m really happy for a good reason.

]]> http://doanchung.com/2008/03/17/lanikai-bunkers/feed/ 0 http://doanchung.com/2008/03/10/i-quit/ http://doanchung.com/2008/03/10/i-quit/#comments Tue, 11 Mar 2008 08:15:38 +0000 T-Moon http://doanchung.com/journal/?p=13

Yep, I quit Sergio’s. I don’t think I ever mentioned it before but I got a job at Sergio’s about two months ago and last Saturday I quit. This has to be the record for me for shortest job held. You see, I got the job under the impression that I would be making roughly around 3-4 hundred a night. The person who told me this is the wife of the general manager at Sergio’s and now I know she likes to over exaggerate. I work with her at my current job and she got my friend Brian a job there and when I asked her to get me a job she said that they don’t hire females. So instead of asking the managers wife, I asked my good buddy Brian to get me a job. The GM, whose name is also Brian told Brian to tell me to come on down, which basically meant I got the job. Any how, to make the long story short my plan was to quit my current job and stay at Sergio’s once I adjusted. There was a lot of things I really liked about being at Sergio’s. The staff is pretty cool, with the exception of one or two guys, I really like my boss Brian, which was really refreshing because I don’t know the last time I really respected my boss, we get fed at night, for free, and after work we’re welcome to try the wine, just as long as we clock out and changed our shirt. I came home many nights nicely buzzed. Anyhow, now why the hell would I quit? Here goes, after working here I’m not sure if fine dining is quit for me. I’m just not sophisticated enough. I don’t like rules and there’s a million rules when it comes to fine dining and I don’t just mean which utensil to use. I have to put the tea cup at four o’ clock and the champaign glass to the left of the knife but the cocktail glass to the right of the spoon and not to take the bread basket before bringing a new one, the list goes on and on. Now, I know it’s not so bad once I get it all down but the money really was the breaking point for me. I make more at my joe blow job than at this place and the work is so easy and a lot less work involved. At Sergio’s the side work never ended. These people really take pride in their job because they polish the hell out of every fucking thing. I can’t tell you how much I hated all the tedious bull shit work there.  I came home tired all the time and had to wake up to do it all over again. Of course it was nice to have a lot of money but I was starting to loose my sanity.  I never had anytime for myself anymore let alone my honey and dog.  Ray had been trying to get me to quit for the longest time.  He even bought me this computer as bate to leer me away from work.  It took me so long because I really enjoy having a boss I respect.  Last Saturday I pulled Brian aside and put my two weeks in.  Telling him was really hard and I felt like I was breaking up with a boyfriend that didn’t want to get broken up with.  It sucked and I hate that I let him down but I have to do what’s best for me.

]]> http://doanchung.com/2008/03/10/i-quit/feed/ 1 http://doanchung.com/2008/02/20/the-great-aloha-run/ http://doanchung.com/2008/02/20/the-great-aloha-run/#comments Thu, 21 Feb 2008 02:14:50 +0000 T-Moon http://doanchung.com/journal/?p=11

We did it, we ran our first run together. The Great Aloha Run is approximately 13 km or 8.15 miles and happens every year in Honolulu Hawaii on the 3rd Monday in February or on Presidents Day. Proceeds go to non-profit organizations here in Hawaii.

The night before I worked my ass off and didn’t get home till past midnight. It was really busy and I didn’t have any time to eat dinner. I didn’t realize this until I had already gotten home and was too tired to even care. I haven’t mention this before but we have this crazy geriatric neighbor who’s also a landlord, potential drug maker, seller what-ever. My point is he has drama like every other day at all hours. The night before the marathon I got probably 3 hours of horrible sleep due to his loud, obnoxious drama. We woke up at 5:00 a.m. and didn’t have time to even think about breakfast before we got ready and bolted out the door. There was tons of traffic due to the run so we ended up getting there late but so were a lot of other people. When we got to the stadium we took the last bus down town where 25-30,000 people waited to run their happy ass back to the stadium.

We walked up to this large mass of runners waiting to hear the gun fire off.

The sun was just coming up. This is us before the race. Yes, I wore my diva glasses the whole time.

The gun fired and that was it, ready or not baby lets fucking make it happen. We basically had to walk up to the start up line even after the gun went off because it was too crowded to even run.

Hillary supporters stood at the started up line to show some support. This was very exciting for me so I gave a shout out, “yeahhh, Hillary for president!” This apparently excited them because they all responded with a shout back, “yeahhhhh!” It was awesome.

When I first saw the map of the route I was hugely disappointed with it. Hawaii is so beautiful and we have to run here. That’s preposterous. However, there’s an up side to this. During the run I realized that we were shaded for most of the run. This allowed runners to stay cool and not feel so fatigue, therefore we had more energy to run. Fuck the scenery when your running over 8 miles, all you care about is shade and water.

This is my sexy baby. Right now he wants to kill me but one day honey you will thank me. This photo was taken at about the 6.5 mile mark. No more shade.

Overall, I have to say it was such a great experience. On my next run I would definitely do some things differently. For one, I obviously brought my cameraa, but I forgot to export the photos from Ray’s birthday to my laptop. I had to go back and erase photos just to be able to take photos of the run. I thought I had charged my Ipod the night before but I failed to open up my monitor so I actually ended up depleting what was left of my battery so bringing it was a complete waste and extra unnecessary weight to carry around. So on top of making sure my Ipod is fully charged I would get different head phones. I would get new shoes. I’m still running on the same shoes I got over a year ago. I would eat dinner the night before and have a small breakfast that morning. I would try to get a full nights sleep and leave early so we don’t have to rush. So basically I would do everything different next time around but I wouldn’t change a thing. I’m super proud of Ray and I because we basically ran the whole thing. Ray had so much heart. You could tell he really wanted to run the whole thing but we had to stop a few times because both of our knees were really hurting. Oh, that’s another thing, I would wear a knee brace next time. But we never stopped for more than a few minutes before we were back jogging. After the race Ray and I drove See’s candie got some truffles and then waited for California Pizza Kitchen to open. Ray smelt like ass but I tell him till after lunch because I didn’t want to have to go home to shower and change and then come all the way back. After lunch we came home and past out for like 6 hours. It was the best sleep I’ve had in a long time.

]]> http://doanchung.com/2008/02/20/the-great-aloha-run/feed/ 1 http://doanchung.com/2008/01/29/shane-lost-a-bet/ http://doanchung.com/2008/01/29/shane-lost-a-bet/#comments Tue, 29 Jan 2008 19:07:49 +0000 T-Moon http://doanchung.com/journal/?p=8 Shane before the bet. I think he’s a little bitter.

Every once in a while we’ll have these absurd bets. They happen at any given moment when one of us will disagree on something and then someone will say, “you wanna bet.” We’re dumb and would much rather gamble our pride and honor instead of money so we’ll come up with these ridiculously embarrassing things we have to do in public. Basically we compromise a little bit of our soul every time. The other day we were all watching a movie and Shane goes, “that’s the girl on Lost.” I knew it wasn’t and go, “no it’s not” and that somehow sparks a bet. I called the bet, loser had to come out of a restroom at some restaurant wearing a swim cap and leave it on for the remainder of dinner.” Like a retard he agrees and looks it up on the net. Needless to say I was right and Shane is not very happy. The next day after work I suggest we go to CPK in Waikiki. This place is super touristy and always busy. Our friend Amber didn’t want to miss it so she comes along. Hey, when it’s not your soul being compromised the more the merrier. Here are some pictures of our night. Enjoy.

Ray and I feel pretty good about this.

Amber’s giving her support.

Why the long face Shane? Don’t worry, it doesn’t look like your wearing a swim cap at all.

I forgot to mention that the place was packed and we couldn’t have been sat at a better table. We were right in the center of the restaurant. It was amazing. I think the worst part for Shane was when he had to put the swim cap on and walk out the restroom trying not to draw attention to himself. Since the kitchen is an open area all the cooks glanced over at him and all the servers chuckled and passed it on. After about 5 minutes the humiliation fizzled and he said it was by far one of the easiest bets he had to do. No worries, I’ll come up with something better next time.

Shane Lost A Bet: Swim Cap from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

The Great Aloha Run is coming up and in an effort to stay true to my new years resolutions I decided to sign up for it and forced Ray to as well. I don’t think Ray was too happy about it but I know he’ll thank me for it one day. The Great Aloha Run is an 8.15 mile run. I know it’s not a full 26 mile marathon but I think it’s the perfect size for first marathon runners such as us. Ray knows that I’ve been wanting to do this for some time now and encourages me to finish strong but I really want us to do this together. I’m lucky because running has always come easy for me. I could not run in months and then get up and run for miles and miles. I’m blessed with really good lungs. The run is on February 18th, so we have roughly around one month from now to start training. I can’t wait.

For my birthday Ray got me Deepak Chopra tickets. Lots of people don’t know who Deepak is which I find odd. To sum it up, basically he’s a spiritual advocate of the interconnection between mind and body, a huge believer in the power of meditation and believes that through meditation one will be more conscious and aware. Also he believes that meditation and self-awareness are the primary factors in both illness and healing. Honestly, I don’t get everything he says, I’m just a fan. Being in the holistic community for some time now I do believe in meditation and mind body connection. Reading his books always seem to shed some light on things and humbles me a bit and trust me, I need all the humbling I can get. Ray’s not going with me, which I think blows but it’s probably for the best. He’s not into that sort of stuff and I don’t need someone poking fun next to me while I’m in deep thought. So on January 28, two days before my birthday I will have an evening with my mentor Deepak Chopra, along with hundreds of others. Go ahead and laugh I don’t care I’m a true fan and I’m excited.

Guess what, I’m officially a registered voter. Today Shane, Ray and I all drove down to the DMV and registered to vote. I always wanted to be more involved politically but held back because it didn’t matter; my voice wouldn’t be heard because I still wasn’t a citizen, so I thought. I got a letter in August 2007 stating that my application for citizenship had been denied and that I was ineligible for naturalization because I was already a citizen, as of September 27, 1993, the day my mother became a citizen. I can’t tell you how upset and relieved I felt all at the same time. Thousands of dollars I’ve spent and my parents spent and not to mention countless hours. Oh and how do you put a price on the emotional anguish I had endured. Most of you haven’t had to deal with the INS. They are ignorant, dense fools that have huge authority complexes. I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to tell one of them to fuck off but refrained because I didn’t want my paper work to accidentally get thrown out. Anyhow, I did ask them if I had to go through the whole process, several times, since my parents became citizens while I was still under the age of 18 but was told that it didn’t matter I still had to go through it since I didn’t take the oath with mom. Well, obviously that was a complete lie but I guess it doesn’t matter now because I can vote and I will.

Now, who will I vote for. I’m liberal and I’m a democrat. If you ask me I think the government is way too involved in our lives. My vote is definitely going to Hilary Clinton. Like I said, I haven’t been too involved in politics in the past but I’m changing. I’ve watched a few debates, thanks to our roommate Shane. I’m actually torn between Barack Obama and Hilary Clinton but I really think it would be something amazing to be able to see a female president in my life time. Ray’s voting for Hilary too, which I think is pretty cool that we’re both for the same person and for the same reasons. Also, she’s making health care in America her first priority and I think it’s an issue that needs to be address big time. If you haven’t seen Sicko you ought to. I know a lot of people hate Michael Moore but this film is really an eye opener that many of us can relate to. I for one hate the fact that my parents have to travel to China to see a doctor because it’s cheaper for a plane ticket there and back, hotel, food, doctor and other travel expenses than it is to go see a doctor here. How retarded and sad is that. And every time I see them it’s like they can’t wait to get older so their social security kicks in. It’s so sad that American treats their people this way. Also, Ray’s been needing to go to the doctor for several reasons, from is shoulder to his elbow, to his weird stomach pains, to his teeth. It brakes my heart. Anyhow, I haven’t been religious about keeping up with who’s for what and that sort of stuff and to tell you the truth I probably won’t. I’m just not passionate enough about politics. All I’m saying is now I have no reason not to be more involved and I’m starting by voting.

Hello world! This is my first post on my personal blog. Right now is 12:09 a.m. Tuesday Night, well I guess Wednesday morning. If your wondering why I’m up it’s because I can’t sleep. The truth is I have horrible sleeping pattern. It’s like a roller coaster. Some nights I take ny quil just so I can get some shut eye but I find myself waking up feeling super tired with bags under my eyes. Anyhow, I figure I mine as well make use of my sporadic mind.

I saw my friend Cammie today. She’s here from California for her brothers wedding. It was really nice to see her. I’ve been thinking a lot about the people in my life. I like to think of my friends like clothes, I could care less about most of them and then some of are like a timeless dress. Cammie’s like a blouse that never goes out of style. I’m pretty lucky because I have a lot of good friends in my life and most of them have totally proved their friendship to me in some way or other. I hate to admit it but I’m high maintenance even as a friend. It just seems as though I’m the one who always needs a favor instead of one of them needing a favor from me. Cammie is taking care of our boat. This is huge because right now we have no where else to store it, since we live in Hawaii. Anyhow I miss a lot of them and it sucks because most of them live so far away.

Well it’s the beginning of the year and I figure that now is the best time to graduate from my hand written journals to an online journal. I’ve been recording my life since the 5th grade when my parents moved us to Atwater California. Even at a young age I knew my life was worth recording. There’s no way that I could ever give up writing in my journals but this online thing allows me to share my thoughts and life with my family and friends and to just vent. But I really think that Ray’s gonna be the only reader for awhile, I know everyone is so busy with their lives and Ray’s just my number one fan.

2007 was a good year, tough but still a really good year. I know one day we’re gonna look back at this era in our lives and know it was all worth it. But lets not relish in the past and instead focus on the present. Right now I live in Oahu, Hawaii with Ray my fiance. At first it was so weird to say fiance because I never said it before and now it’s weird to say fiance because he’s more than that to me. I feel like he’s already my husband and I his wife. We live with our friend Shane. He’s like a good pair of sandals that you wear with everything and now are perfectly molded to your feet. I’m not saying we step all over him, but more like I think he’s a good fit. I met Shane back in February of last year while Ray and I were on vacation out here and somehow we live with him now. I tell everyone he’s like a male version of me because we see eye to eye on damn near everything. It’s crazy to think we went from living in an 8000 square foot warehouse to sharing a cozy 450 square foot apartment. I’m guessing it’s about 450 square feet who knows it could be 475. Some might think three’s a crowd but it’s really not. Yeah, it could be a little overwhelming at times and I think all three of us have really compromise a lot but overall I’m astonished at how well we all live together. Now it’s just like we’re family. It’s really cute. Anyhow, it’s always been a dream of mine to live in Hawaii and now that I have I know why. The air here is clean, the beaches are clear, the water is pure, there’s a rainbow in the sky everyday; it’s just breathtaking here and even though I know it’s not practical to be here forever I will always consider Hawaii my home and come back to her. I also work. I don’t really want to say where, because I’m a little embarrassed or ashamed. The truth of the matter is I’m a server. I hate that I’m still doing what I was doing like 5 years ago. You see for the past 4 years or so I’ve been a massage therapist. Money was great but I just got burnt out on it. I don’t know if I will get back into it. I kinda feel like my sanity is more important than money but now I’m just in a quandary. To say I hate my job is an understatement. Oh, Kola, our dog lives with us too. I’ve had him since I was 18. He was a puppy back then.

As for my New Years Resolutions I have a few that I would like to share.

1. Run in a marathon. It doesn’t have to be a full marathon, any one will do.

2. Pay off the rest of my debt. Let’s just say it’s a lot.

3. Educate myself on anything money. I want to learn how and where to invest, start a savings, open up an IRA, etc.

4. Finish my painting. Ray and I took an art class and I started this painting. I’m no Ray when it comes to painting but I am proud of it and I want to finish it so I can hang it up one day.

5. Get a passport. I got a letter from the INS saying that I’m denied citizenship because I’m already a citizen. And they couldn’t tell me this info when applied like 10 years ago because . . . I have strong feelings of animosity towards the INS, seriously. Anyhow, now that I’m a citizen I need to get a passport so if I want to travel I can.

6. Start up an online journal. I guess I can just scratch this one off. Ray has turned me into an internet whore and I love it. I use to be one of those stubborn people that didn’t want to change with the times. E-mail? Why, I have a phone or better yet I’ll write a letter. I still think letter writing is more personal and sentimental but I now see the need for technology and internet. Sharing and giving knowledge is something great and I want to share my life with those who care to read about it.

7. Be more conscious about taking care of my mind and body. I know everyone’s resolution is to loose weight and although I wouldn’t mind loosing a few pounds I think if I just focus on taking care of myself through exercise, meditation, and trying to be more conscious about what I put into my body, everything will fall into place.

8. Keep in contact with those I love and let them know I love them. This is my family and friends I hold dear to my heart. You know who you are. I love you guys. Thank you so much for being there and loving me unconditionally.

Me and Cammie after dim sum.