Tuesday, December 28, 2010

* This Chance *

I love stories and music videos depicting sweet sweet love between normal everyday people. Just goes to show that everyone has a chance at it <3




Little Bug
by Khalil Fong

Lyrics:
Since I was little I was never good at talking
I'd always say stuff I wasn't supposed to, no way around it
I know I'm a fool
I'm not an expert at saying romantic lines, don't blame me
I don't understand, if it weren't for this tiny bug
That frightened you, making you jump into my embrace
Would I be able to embrace you like this?
I'm really useless

*I have to thank this little bug for giving me this chance
This is the first time I've tasted the flavor of love
It feels so strange, like I've hurt someone
Maybe I'm too bad, I brushed off the little bug
In exchange for your love

The little bug has its uses too
He gave his pain from falling in exchange for my happiness
Maybe loving each other is like that
When one person's happy another's hurt, don't be nervous
Someone as ordinary as me, a face like hundreds of others
No one's ever wanted to look at me twice before
But in the midst of all these people coming and going
The little bug's fulfilled my wish

repeat *

Thanks for your kindness, I'll treat you well
I'll protect you, take you to see the world
If next time you see a girl, don't hesitate
Hurry up on her coat and let me prove myself

repeat *

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry

Saturday, December 25, 2010

*The Things You Can Accomplish When Jetlagged*


* Waiting for Santa * 

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Our fox kitty tried so hard to stay awake :]
She couldn't hang with the jetlaggers

Friday, December 24, 2010

Thursday, December 23, 2010

* Happy Holiday Indeed *

Wow this is seriously one of the best and sweetest Christmas presents I've ever received!

A review from one of my recent etsy customers:

http://www.componentgeek.com/archives/2570

Thank you so much Gary for your kind kind words! I'm blown away at the extent of your post! I was smiling the whole way through :D It really was a pleasure to make your Androids. They are literally the biggest Androids I've ever stitched :]

I hope your family enjoys them! Happy holidays! 
You've definitely made mine :]


p.s. Thank you for taking photos. 
I didn't have time to take a snapshot like I usually do for all my dolls. 
Now I'll have a picture to remember them always <3

Monday, December 20, 2010

* Breathtaking *

Day 11:
We went to visit The National Palace Museum in Taipei. For days, my mom had been raving about this Jade Cabbage they have on display. When we got to the museum, it was obvious that the highlight of the place was this cabbage as we were immediately bombarded with posters, pamplets and signs of it. When I finally got to see it in person, I wasn't impressed.



 I mean, it was a tiny cabbage... made of jade. Pretty? Mm sure.
Mind blowing? I think not.

It wasn't until I read the description of how it was created that really made me me look at the jeweled vegetable in a whole new light.

Background info:
  • Jade carvings are typically made from flawless pieces of jade
  • The jade of the jade cabbage was flawed. It was full of imperfections; cracks, cloudy and color variation
  • But the creator saw the potential in its beauty and used the stone's imperfections to his advantage. The cracks became the life like edges of the leaves. The cloudy patches and color variation proved to enhance the realism of the vegetable by adding texture and depth. 
  • It's said to be one of the most valuable pieces of Jade

Thoughts:

Is it silly to say there's something relatable to the journey of this piece of jade? Too many people hate themselves because of their "flaws" when they should embrace them. Nothing adds character and a sense of uniqueness like "imperfections."

I believe whoever you are, whatever your dreams are ... the very essence of you is beautiful. Plain and simple. Once you see that and start taking those weaknesses and making them your strengths, you'll be exactly what you were meant to be on this earth. Amazing and breathtaking.


[sidenote] Ending this trip a week early and heading back to the US tomorrow night.

Missing the puffball

Saturday, December 18, 2010

* Taichung Trip: Part 2 *

Taichung Trip: Part 2
We spent the second day at the Aboriginal Culture Village which is basically a "theme park of the Taiwan Indians" as my brother so eloquently put it. And of course, it was pouring rain. Regardless, it was quite interesting to learn how the aboriginals lived and celebrated life.



Per the request of our early bird parents, we arrived
right when the park opened

to ride several air cable cars.

As gloomy as it was, the sight was still quite beautiful.

Ride back from Sun Moon Lake


Did you know...?
On the day of her wedding, the Paiwan bride is expected to cry profusely for 
her past suitors who failed to win her heart. 
This is while all of her past boyfriends plus her new groom sit in a circle 
and watch her shed her tears of pain.

... awkkkward



 
Tut tut... looks like rain

Friday, December 17, 2010

* Life isn't all fun *

Let’s first have a good rant. Shall we?

Tonight’s topic: Mosquitoes

I believe they are THE most selfish and inconsiderate pests on this planet. I can’t quite go as far to say the entire universe because there might just exist an even more jerkish kind of thing drifting around out in the vast void. And then that wouldn’t be fair to the mosquitoes would it?

Back to the nature at hand- the buzzing bloodsuckers. I have to say I’m not even as annoyed at the fact that they steal blood but moreso that they do it without even a “thanks!” or “excuse me… may I partake in some of your excess blood to feed my future offspring?” No. They take as they please and leave you with an itchy bite that you can’t scratch unless you’d like a scar to remember the whole traumatic experience by. I mean if they weren’t so rude about it all, I might not think so unkindly of them.

AND what makes the whole situation worse is that the product of such abuse is the reproduction of more of these thieves. Oh! And paranoia. Paranoia that there’s always another one on you or watching from afar. Then you’re left incapable of accomplishing anything productive until you’ve destroyed the said insect.

Seriously. There’s something wrong when nothing, absolutely nothing good comes of the existence of mosquitoes.


Grrr >(
:: deep breath ::

Ok I’m done. 
I feel much better now. 
Thanks for letting me vent :]
Onto the next subject...

Day 6 & 7:

We traveled 4 hours to spend the last 2 days in Taichung. We stayed at a resort up in the mountains. I can honestly say it was fun. One thing about both sides of my family is that everyone has a great sense of humor. So as we get older, we’re able to get each others jokes and laugh about them together.

Here’s part one of the photos (thank goodness my mom didn’t forget to bring her camera):

The backdrop to our resort
Makes you want to give a very contented aahhh :]


Tea time






Good times


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In case we didn't already know, our resort made sure to remind its vacationers
Life isn't all fun




But the ultimate highlight of this trip:
The birdcage seat

Some thrived in the cage

Some enjoyed

Others weren't so lucky


And then there were ones who enjoyed it a little too much

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Visit the next post tomorrow for part 2 of the trip.
See you over there :]

Sunday, December 12, 2010

* Photo Updates *

Day 3 & 4:

Keeping this update light as opposed to the last two entries.
How bout some photos mmm..

My dad's a happy camper
Who wouldn't be with food like that

Yes.
It was as delicious as it looks


My kind of Christmas tree.
Oh Taiwan. You know me so well


This makes me happy... very happy


 Super cute bakery store front


Oh you fancy huh


 This is how we do


Say hello to my great great grandfather
... hello


Corrections:
  • In the * Hi from Taiwan * post, I wrote that my ancestors have been in TW for about 500 years. It's been clarified that my dad's side of the family has been here for a little over 1,000 years and my mom's side for a little less than 500.
  • In the * Embrace Life * post, the cotton candy memory happened in Redondo beach, not Manhattan beach. My grandpa brought out boxes of old pictures and I kid you not, this photo was there:

      This was after I had already written about it in the previous post.
    I've never seen this picture before then. Craziness


    [That's it for the photos. Literally because my camera has officially called it quits on me. I'm thinking of purchasing the Sony Nex 3. Any thoughts on it?]

    Saturday, December 11, 2010

    * Embrace Life *

    Background info:
    • My grandma's mental health has been slowly regressing these past couple of years. She's currently only functioning at the most fundamental level of living. She has two 24 hour nurses that care and assist her with everyday routines. She also either refuses to speak or has a mental block that she can't break through in order to talk sometimes.

    Memory:

    [I was about 3 or 4 years old. My grandparents had come to visit and we took them to Manhattan Beach. We passed by some cotton candy and being a true kid, I really really wanted some. My parents flat out refused to get me any. I remember there being a lot of tears, like big ol' crocodile tears. And then through all the sobbing, my grandma took me into her arms and comforted me as she wiped away my tears. She took me on a walk and the next thing I knew, there was a big wad of cotton pink fluff in my chubby little hands and the world was right again. That was the kind of grandma she was.]


    Day 2:

    After every meal, I sit with my grandparents in the living room as they watch tv. Today was no different. I took a seat next my grandma and watched her as she looked blankly ahead. I try calling her name and asking her simple questions to elicit some sort of response from her. Nothing. I ask her what my name was and if she remembered me. She turns her head to look at me and only blinks. There's no recognition of me written anywhere on her face. She has her on and off days in which sometimes she'll smile or respond with a yes or no. However, today was an off day.

    I reach out and hold her tiny fragile hands. I give them a soft squeeze and truly realized that my grandma is only a shell of who she once was. A wave of saddness overcame me at that moment. And before I knew it, I started to tear up .. just like that same little girl who couldn't have her cotton candy. But this time around, my grandma can't be the one to wipe away the tears for me. Instead she looks over at me.

    Like a big girl, I blink back my tears and give her a big smile. Cotton candy or no cotton candy, I love my grandma and today, I told her so.


    Thoughts:

    Every day things are changing whether it be for the better or the worse. If you don't stop to enjoy the moments right now with the people you love the most, life will just pass you by. Because once things are gone, they're gone. Tell your parents you love them. Say your sorries now. Use up your saved up vacation days and travel like you've always wanted. Be brave and finally ask out that girl you've been admiring.

    Because at the very end of the day, what do you have to lose?

    Embrace life ... now.

    Thursday, December 9, 2010

    * Hi from Taiwan *

    Hello! I just got in to Taiwan last night. I wanted to keep a mini diary of this trip as it's the first time in 18 years since my immediate family have all come back together.

    Background info:
    • Both sides of my family are all from Taiwan. Accordingly to my dad, our ancestors have lived in TW for the past 500 years. Not entirely sure how accurate that number is but I'll believe it until told otherwise.
    • My family on my mom's side still all pretty much reside here in Taoyuan, Taiwan. So for the past 3 years, I've been visiting them consistently as my grandparents are getting older. 
    • My parents grew up literally just a couple of blocks of each other. 
    • This trip is the first time in 18 years since I've been back with my dad. He rarely travels back as his immediate family all moved to Cali back in the 80's.

    Day 1 of the trip:
    My parents and I arrived late last night and decided to grab some food. As we were slowly walking and soaking in that wonderful TW air, my parents would point out certain stores they used to eat or shop at when they were students. My dad excitedly showed me the exact house he grew up in and the locations of some of the stories he so often tells me about.

    It all felt like ... a dream. There's something about walking with my mom and dad on the exact streets that they grew up on and seeing the neighborhood as they used to see it ... 50 years ago. It's definitely a memory I know I'll cherish and keep with me always.


    Thoughts:
    It's so wonderfully strange. Every time I step off the airplane onto Taiwan soil, it feels like home. Even the distinct smell makes me nostalgic. For what.. I'm not sure. But it does.

    Last year I was walking the streets of my parent's neighborhood and felt such a strong connection to the shops, random strangers (creepy i know) and ... even the air itself. I realized it was because there's so much of my family history woven into this town.

    Today my dad took me to visit his aunt who owns a shop which I used to pass by almost daily on my trip last year. As I met her for the first time, I thought to myself I could have walked past her several times and never have known we were related. How many other people here could be my family? I found out from my great aunt that there are actually quite a number of relatives/distant relatives that own businesses/shops all around Taoyuan and Taipei. The world just got that much smaller. I guess when you look at things that way, we're all some what connected. Whether it be directly through blood or not, at the very core of things we're all people trying to navigate through this life the best way we know how.

    Anyways...

    Just wanted to say hi :]
    Ahh $1 sea salt coffee and free wifi...
    Can't beat it

    Sunday, December 5, 2010

    * Worth the Wait *



    "She was a princess worth waiting for."
    - Disney's "Tangled"


    Perhaps it's the fact I grew up watching fairy tales from only a princess' point of view that I was pleasantly taken aback by the line that a princess would be worth waiting for vs. a "Prince Charming." I believe many ladies out there have lived their lives based on the hope of finding their prince. But to flip that concept around that she herself is also worth the wait is quite empowering. In the sense that maybe, just maybe there's a guy out there whose idea of a perfect princess is exactly her. Just... the way she is with all her perfect imperfections. And that he's been waiting his entire life for that day he finally gets to meet her.

    Just a thought.


    Wednesday, December 1, 2010

    * Fancy Droid *


    Because I wanted to that's why

    * Holiday Love *



    Since I won't be here for Christmas 
    I wanted to be the first to send some holiday love ♥  your way.

    I've been so blessed with the most amazing family & friends.
    I want to thank each of you for making this year even more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. Here's to the memories of 2010 and to creating even more fantastic ones in the coming year.
    *Cheers*

    Love always,
    * peachie love *