look where my cute butt ended up!!

CAMBODIA!!

Oh yes I did.

A Bad Sign

I really can't maintain a blog to save my life. My last one, the original one, here (screw that) would be vibrant and bubbly for about three days straight, as I have a habit of just making one post after the other to fill up space and don't really blog everyday, and then be forgotten for about five or six month gaps.

This blog will likely be another example of that.

I'm really just using this to kill time while in Vietnam. Instead of listening to hit Soviet favorites Bollywood soundtracks and eating endless chocolate romance ice cream, I feel a better use of my time is documenting the moments when I am listening to Bollywood soundtracks and eating endless chocolate romance ice cream.

All this just shows why I am in desperate need of a job and steady income, instead of relying on the thousands of dollars that old rich white dudes left behind to help a poor Latina like myself (cause really, if I hadn't stayed in high school and gone to college I would have gotten pregnant at 16 or whatever case scenario young women of color are assumed to go through by old rich white dudes). But I've got the multi-racial thing going on--afterall, I am half Filipino, so I am an academic star (this is in fact true) as well as great at doing nails. But you can't get too close because I'm still considered yellow peril, for some reason.

Anyway,

I realize the above paragraph made me sound more like a call girl or high class prostitute in academia. And when you think about it, it's kinda true.

Shiiet, I don't care-- bitch is gettin' PAID.

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What does that even mean?

Flashback to Freshman Year: Moose-Head and Panda

Here is the final project for year 1 of Japanese language at Swarthmore College, made by James, Adam, and myself:

 Moose-Head and Panda

*There are no subtitles, but just know that the story is about a panda who falls in love with a moose-head but that love is unrequited.

Enjoy!

Summer Project Two: Glass Bottles -- Recyclin' Fever

My friend Mark reignited my passion for making cute shit. I had been on a bit of a hiatus after coming to Vietnam, and though I tried to pick up knitting again a few weeks ago, I got distracted and would take naps instead. However, whilst perusing Go-Go Godzilla! (thanks Mark) I was reminded of a little hobby I used to have freshman year at Swat.

It all started in Japanese class when I started drawing little cartoons of Godzilla and trying to make all my essay and speech assignments about her. My final project was a crudely animated (read: photos of my drawings edited together and not really animated) but was a huge hit with my class and professors. I will look for it on my old computer -- but after the fry-scapade last year, methinks I may have lost it -- but no matter, that is not the point... I took the Godzilla cartoon I made and taped it onto a glass bottle of tea I had recycled. When the bottle would get grotty, I just use another bottle, peeled off the label and stuck my infinitely better more cute more fabulous one onto it. And they'd last a while--you know, if I didn't get water or juice or tea dripping down the side, or if I was actually paying attention to the water jugs in the library and not leaking a mess on the carpet, well... They'd last for about 3 weeks.

I had even made a bottle with a cartoon of myself.

And just a little while ago I got to thinking: Why don't I make those little cartoon bottles again? And I have plenty of doodles to spare, and there's lots of glass for recycling. And you'd totes-mc-goats be the koolest kid on the block if you had one of my bottles...




And so commences the crafting :D ...just as soon as I get back to the U.S.