tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82224495387259029612011-08-01T08:02:05.503-07:00Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.comBlogger291100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-31836783298046134462010-05-14T23:52:00.000-07:002010-05-15T00:29:28.583-07:00

As I get ready to pack up my stuff here in the UK and head back home to Los Angeles, a few things occurred to me. This whole experience, as challenging as it was at times, was a "big f*cking deal," to quote VP Biden. Why? Let's see...I moved to a foreign country by myself. Not just visiting or in transit. Up and MOVED. I wasn't moving with my family, fiance, or friends. By. My. Self. I was born

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“Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep ... Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-23595363285988001282010-05-01T02:28:00.000-07:002010-05-01T03:44:13.632-07:00

If you've read a few previous posts on my blog, it's clear I've been trying to lose weight for a while. I've been successful to some extent, losing about 30 pounds from my heaviest weight, which I will never ever let myself get back to. However, it still feels like there's something that's holding me back, so I've been trying to figure out what may be keeping me from achieving my weight loss goal

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-45381589320892727322010-04-25T00:27:00.000-07:002010-04-25T01:11:02.609-07:00

I got news recently that I can go back home to LA at the end of May, a full three months earlier than originally scheduled. Total relief! But now that poses the teeny problem of lugging my stuff home.I brought a good chunk of my wardrobe with me here, but even that chunk isn't really that big. Regardless, there are lots of pieces in there that I've worn the heck out of, so it's high time to

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-68741407810615849142010-03-15T15:09:00.000-07:002010-03-15T15:51:19.719-07:00

Over the past month or so, I've found four products that have rocked my socks -- one literally did. I've been raving about them to my friends on an individual basis, so it made sense to write a blog post. Here we go!1. Bourjois Healthy Mix FoundationNormally I'm a bit wary about drug store foundations because it's usually a case of hit or miss. In the US, there are never testers, and those

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-1534947089216149002010-03-09T14:29:00.000-08:002010-03-09T14:56:02.042-08:00

Wow, it's been about 10 months since I last posted, which is no bueno. In my defense, I am much more active on Twitter, but still I left this blog to languish :( It just seems that whenever I sit down to write a post, I can't think of anything to write! Talk about a catch 22...Anyway, I can at least update you on what's been going on in the past 10 months (assuming anyone is still reading!).I

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-81237453843098434192009-05-19T20:08:00.000-07:002009-05-19T20:20:43.579-07:00

I've mentioned my struggle with my weight before in this blog, and Lord knows I've tried all sorts of stuff to lose weight. However, the scale never really moved definitively in the negative direction; I kind of just fluctuated between the same ten pounds (+/- five pounds in either direction from a base weight).Lately, though, I tried a couple of new tactic in terms of eating: lots of portion

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So as my feet screamed bloody murder while I walked the streets of San Francisco (my heart is still there), I kept wondering why cute and comfortable are mutually exclusive, especially when it comes to shoes. Let me back up for a second: I was in SF for a conference (the Game Developers Conference), and I brought what I thought would be relatively comfortable low-mid heels. I also packed a pair

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-57815030972236252752009-03-01T20:48:00.001-08:002009-03-01T21:46:57.154-08:00

In my last post, I promised to show you the stuff I got from Asos, and smart me, I cleared out my temporary internet files, cookies, and history before I could do that. However, lucky for me, Asos keeps your order history in your account, complete with links to what you ordered! So, here we go: I got this cape/tunic thing in grey with silver beading, and that's what I wore on my birthday (photos

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Thank you so much for all your kind compliments on the last haircut :) However, I was a bit horrified to see that that post was from December. I haven't written anything in three months?? Bad, bad Robo.So, the past three months haven't been very eventful, which is both a good and bad thing. I rang in the New Year uneventfully by keeping my friend Liz in Michigan company as she wrote up a paper to

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-21470939480476616512008-12-19T19:01:00.000-08:002008-12-19T19:12:38.437-08:00

D-day was today for the haircut, and here are the before and after photos: Wet-haired "before" -- not the most flattering of photos, but you can get an idea of how long my hair was.A side view. The final result!I'm pretty pleased with it, but it will take some getting used to after having long hair for a while. It feels much lighter and freer, though, so that's a good thing. I also feel very

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-6704389315854189422008-12-15T12:11:00.000-08:002008-12-15T12:20:32.068-08:00

I'm contemplating a haircut, and suffice it to say, it will be sort of drastic. Right now, my hair is down to the middle of my back, and even though it's pretty, I'm beginning to reach the point where I can't manage it, so...time for a cut. Using a makeover website, I gave myself two virtual haircuts, and I'd like your opinion on which one you like better. I'm not going to colour my hair -- just

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-90199168731528928332008-11-16T10:42:00.000-08:002008-11-16T10:53:32.167-08:00

Okay, no I'm not, but if you've watched the news recently, you probably heard about the wildfires in Southern California. One of the major fires is, like, in my backyard almost. Well, that's a slight exaggeration, but the major road along which the "Freeway Complex" fire is happening is actually my route to work -- Carbon Canyon Road. It's been a bit nerve wracking because the winds kick up every

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Happy Sunday, everyone! I'm currently up in Northern California for work (and pleasure), and I'm constantly reminded about how much I loved this place. I think I truly left my heart in San Francisco, but I think the real reason I'm attached to the Bay Area is because it's where I was tested and found out what I'm capable and made of. I think the place where you spend your formative years, whether

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Diwali is coming up for the Hindu community, and if I've got it straight, Karvachauth, the day when wives fast for their husbands' long lives commences the countdown to Diwali, the festival of lights. Women get mehndi (henna) done to celebrate and as good luck, so I'd been doing that for them on Wednesday and Thursday nights. Here are two ladies' hands. My neck was completely a wreck on Friday

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-12549863246976796802008-10-05T11:32:00.001-07:002008-10-05T11:40:46.855-07:00

On a (much) lighter note from my last post, I'd like to get some of your opinions on some foundation I purchased. I went into Nieman Marcus to get the Chanel Kaleidoscope nail polish (totally overrated because I have a Revlon nail polish that's pretty much the same thing), and I ended up stopping at the Armani counter. The intention was to give the Face Fabric tinted moisturiser a go, but somehow

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-68622293974720682752008-09-29T20:28:00.000-07:002008-09-29T21:01:41.080-07:00

Ramadan is almost over, and with the end of the holy month of fasting and reflection for Muslims comes a day of celebration, Eid-ul-Fitr. Depending on the sighting on the moon, it can be September 30 or October 1. It's an important time for Muslims, and it is supposed to be peaceful, yet recent attacks in various locations seem to shatter this notion: the bombing of the Marriott Hotel in

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No, not that cheesy soap opera, but things that we're passionate about. The boy asked me today if I'm happy with my job, and I said yes, I am. And it is a good job with cool people dealing with interesting things. But then the boy hit the nail on the head by asking if I could do something I was passionate about, would this be it? I laughed and said, no, it would be something else entirely.

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Okay so this is a cop out of a post, but I needed to write a new one, and something is better than nothing:1) Do you like blue cheese?No, too pungent.2) Have you ever smoked heroin?No, I have not.3) Do you own guns?I got guns...on my arms! Nyuk, nyuk *ahem* No, I do not own firearms.4) What flavor do you add to your drink at sonic?Never been to Sonic, and their drinks all look like knock-offs of

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-20456511741385767642008-04-21T22:20:00.000-07:002008-04-21T22:30:32.947-07:00

So I got all three shoes I won, and sadly, the '50s vintage ones do not fit. Well, I can get the black ones on, but then my circulation gets cut off about three minutes later. The cream/yellow ones are totally a no-go, which is a shame because they are totally adorable in real life. I didn't think my feet were that wide, but I guess women had very narrow feet back then. Either that or it just

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-17872804904581723512008-04-15T22:23:00.000-07:002008-12-08T20:23:06.211-08:00

So, as mentioned in my last post, I started digging around eBay for vintage stuff. Sadly, I lost out on my first bid at the very last minute by one retarded dollar. I was devastated because I really, really, really wanted those shoes. They were way too hawt. Check it:That's why I thought I hated eBay. I was at a family event when I checked the status of my bid through my crackberry, and

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Lately, I've been very into vintage shopping, and by "vintage," I mean stuff from the '20s-'50s. I've always liked things from those time periods, but I never really looked into purchasing anything until a couple of weeks ago. Now, some people have a funny view of vintage, likening it to "crap." But really, it is entirely possible to find things that are either in great condition or completely

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-35668704823355623452008-03-09T11:23:00.000-07:002008-03-09T12:31:38.622-07:00

There's a Dunkin Donuts commercial airing these days where there are a bunch of people standing in line at some Starbucks-esque coffee shop with confused expressions on their faces. The jingle then goes -- "My mind can't form these words. Is it French? Or is it Italian? Perhaps Fritalian?"Now, I'm no loyal devotee of Starbucks (or as I call it, "Starjunks" or "Starblech"). Heck, we don't even

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-89751336495594112022008-01-03T19:57:00.000-08:002008-01-03T20:16:23.068-08:00

So it's that time again. The wee days of January, which means a new year, and, invariably, a slew of resolutions. I'm not one to make new year's resolutions per se, but I suppose now is as good a time as any. There are a few things I want to work on, but they all have the common thread of instilling more discipline in myself. Not the spit polish, bounce a quarter off the bed, drill sergeant

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-75072909717945555012007-12-27T20:49:00.000-08:002007-12-27T21:41:28.554-08:00

As I got ready for work this morning, I turned on the TV and started flipping through the usual -- MTV, VH1, and MTV Tr3s. Sandwiched in between the channels is CSPAN, which I also occasionally watch. Flashing toward the bottom was a blurb of what was coming next -- "Presidential candidates to give statements on Bhutto Assassination." For a second, I was quite confused. Why were they going to

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-43553196866259768782007-12-22T17:54:00.002-08:002007-12-22T20:17:27.097-08:00

From Xanga, that is. I figured people who wanted to leave comments were put off by the "register with Xanga" requirement, so now my blog is here. I've reposted the last three entries for you (re)reading pleasure. Enjoy!

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Warning: If you have not seen the movie "I am Legend" and intend on seeing it, do not read any further. My post contains spoilers.Right, so with that being said, I saw the movie on Saturday, and I thought I'd give my review/opinion on it. The overall premise was interesting, especially given that there is much going on in life sciences with stem cell research and the like. However, after my

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-12847723408756880602007-12-22T17:53:00.000-08:002007-12-22T17:54:08.063-08:00

No, not the movie (which I haven't seen), but that phenomenon that is a part of every Southern California resident's life. My commute to work is roughly 35 miles each way, so 70 miles a day, 350 miles a week (if I go to the office everyday). That's a lot of driving and a lot of traffic. And a lot of observations.I've noted a few things, namely: a) people brake too much and for no reason at

Robohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15988334904810317954noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8222449538725902961.post-14322717307201995392007-12-22T17:26:00.001-08:002007-12-22T17:26:53.890-08:00

Good lord, it's been ages since I posted, but I figured starting to write again would be a good thing. I will most likely be writing about random things that come to mind, so yes, they'll have a rambly tone. Today's post will deal with travel wear, i.e., what people wear on flights.Now, since I started my new job in August, I've had the opportunity to take a few flights here and there. I'm all

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