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Name: IRDA
Country: Aruba
Birthday: 9/8/1900
Gender: Female


Interests: improving upon my crazed smiley face.
Expertise: british accents.
Occupation: Retired
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Friday, June 20, 2008

TOMORROW!

Tomorrow, tomorrow, getting married, tomorrow, you're only a day a-waaaaaaaaaay! : )


Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Adrienne’s Version!

Guess what??

I’M ENGAGED!  To Scott Lee!  (It's kind of old news now, so sue me.  No, don’t sue me.  I need money for the wedding.)

Answers to your FAQ:

Did you know he was going to propose?

Yes.  I have this uncanny ability to predict surprises, such as surprise scare attacks around dark corners, or surprise marriage proposals.  It’s called my surprise radar, and I hate it.  It is my gift, it is my curse.  So a few weeks ago, Scott asked me to hang out on Friday, November 23rd, and he was very insistent on hanging out alone the whoooole day.  I said, “Okay, let’s be antisocial.”  However, whilst pondering possible things to do that day, my surprise radar went off with a “WAH! WAH! WAH!” and a sudden thought came to my mind, “What if he’s going to propose to me on Friday?!”  A flutter of joy and happiness caused my already soaring heart to jump like baby rabbits in the spring time...and I will end this silly prose right now.  A few things here and there caused me to jump to that conclusion as well, but I still wasn’t convinced until the day of, when I realized he had concocted a master plan for the day.

What was his master plan for Friday, November 23, 2007?

Here’s how it went down.  I already knew that we’d be having breakfast together, going to some place like the Huntington Library or the aquarium, going to the beach, and then having dinner together.  We did all those things except for the library and aquarium, over which I was initially very disappointed when he told me the day before that we wouldn’t be doing those things.  But good thing he had better plans in mind.  We had already planned to eat bagels at the Tree Park, which is this really small and kinda dumb park within walking distance from my house, but it’s special because we always go there after going on a run or a walk together.  We started walking down the street when he pulled out a small envelope with a card in it.  The card said Clue 1 and had a message and a clue on it, and at that point I thought, he wouldn’t plan this whole scavenger hunt thing if he wasn’t going to propose.  And no, we don’t usually go on scavenger hunts when we hang out.  So to make a long story shorter, Clue 1 led to Clue 2, which led to Clue 3, all the way up to Clue 13, and that’s how it all happened. (By the way, each card was in a small envelope, which looked strangely like those envelopes you get for free from the market when you buy flowers.  My theory is that he stole them from Alberstons.  I'm marrying a thief!)

You didn’t finish the story.     

Oh yes.  Where was I?  Yes, so all these clue cards had been hidden around different places near my house (i.e. tree park, bookstore, market, etc.)  We followed the clues (hidden in places such in the freezer in the ice cream section, in the bushes near Panda Express, under a table at Barnes), and ended up doing all the simple things that we enjoy doing together, like taking walks, running errands, using free entrée coupons, and hanging out in the children’s books section (but we don’t stalk children…only…books.).  We took videos throughout the entire scavenger hunt, and there’s one part when we were in the market, and I was looking for cumin in the spice rack.  You can hear Scott say, “She has absolutely no clue…no clue!”  And in my mind I was thinking, suckah!  I totally know what’s going on.  But of course I wasn’t going to say that, so I said, “No clue where the cumin is!”  Smooth, huh.  By about 3:00, I found clue 10, which pointed us to Corona del Mar.  By 4:30, we were doing one our most favorite things—sitting on the beach, watching the sunset.  How romantic, I KNOW.  I thought maybe he would propose then, but the sun set and it was getting pretty dark and cold, and I was still waiting for the proposal.  Finally, he busted out a bag of tea lights (small candles) and said we were going to play a game.  A game, I thought?  But you’re supposed to propose to me. 


What game?

You can read more about what the game was in Scott’s version, b/c I’m getting tired of telling this story. 
Anyways, it involved trying to light candles for about 20 minutes with no success, until finally he pulled out some weird pink stuff, which ended up being fondue gel, which he used to light the beach on fire.  We actually took a video the candle-lighting ceremony, which we recently watched, and twice I yelled out, “Ahh!  The beach is on fire!”  Anyways, it looked way cooler than what the pictures show, b/c the candles spelled out “134 LOVS 112”...in FIRE.  Secret code numbers from high school days.  Anyways, after that, he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.

Gasp!  What did you say??

I said, You betcha!  No, I said yes, and then he put the ring on my finger, stopped, and then asked, “Wait, did you answer my question?”  Someone get the boy a hearing aid!  So I said yes the second time, and now we are going to get married!  The second best part was that Scott planned to have a buncha friends and my family surprise us back at my house after dinner…except my surprise radar went off for that one too, but it’s all good b/c I’M GOING TO MARRY SCOTT LEE!

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Man, uploading pics takes a long time...so...enjoy these few.

Checkin out my clues...

I'm warming my toes over a tea light b/c it was so dang cold!
 

Moments before the proposal...I'm laughing b/c it says "LOVs" instead of "LOVE" (he ran out of gel)



Scott already posted the factual pics, so I'll post the cool ones.








We're engaged!  Hi-yah!  




THE END.


Friday, March 02, 2007

MARCH, THE MONTH OF FIRSTS

This month is full of "firsts" for some reason.

1.  This past Wednesday I bought my first bottle of hard liquor at the market...
2.  To make my first tiramusu cake.
3.  Yesterday I performed with the first acapella group I've been in...
4.  At the Chinese New Year Festival, which is the first evangelistic event I've invited non-believers to.
5.  Today I biked 26 miles for the first time in the Acura L.A. Bike Tour.
6.  Today is my first one month.

Pretty cool, huh.  And that tiramisu cake was pretty darn good.  I'm not gonna lie.



Monday, January 29, 2007

G to the MA

2/7 Addendum to this post:

#1  This is not elderly abuse.  This is...a political movement for the Association of Geriatric Lost Arts, which I am trying to revive, and you people are bashing my dreams to the ground.  Thanks a lot.

#2  The actual, real-life answering machine message has already been deleted, by none other but my own father.  My own blood bashed my dreams to the ground.  Thanks a lot.

You may now commence.

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If you call our house and we're not home, this is what you'll get:


MTV Behind the Scenes:  Ghetto Grandmas in Action

Is that the best answering machine message, or what?  My grandma is T to the HIZZITE!  (That's supposed to read "tight"...not Thizzite, like some biblical tribe.)  She be from the ghett-O!  You don't know how much we were laughing during the making of this awesome message, which was awful because it only made me choke on my phlegm.  Did you notice my dad lurking in the background?  He is very anti-weird answering machine messages, and will probably attempt to delete this awesome message some night when we're all asleep.  It's okay, we have already made plans to set up booby-traps around the machine.  Anyways, here's what my grandma is saying if you couldn't understand her through that thick ghetto-fob accent:

Yo yo yo!  What up man?  This be the Lee Family!  Drop us a message like it's hot!  Peace out yo!

I thought her "Yo yo yo!" was the best part.  My grandma...what a good sport.  We're keeping her young.  Look at her!  Throwin' out a peace sign with her arthritic fingers! 





Wednesday, January 24, 2007

It's been some time, hasn't it, my dear Xanga.  I'm sorry...I've been so busy...will you forgive me?  whaaat?  whaaat is happpppeeennnniiiinnnngggg???? my xaaaanggaaaa is ttaaaakkkkiiigign oveeerrrr myy webloooog eeeeentryyyy wiiiinddooowoowowoowwwowoow!  itttt's gooooiiingngngngng crrararararaaaazzzzyyyy!!!

Wow, I guess my Xanga was pretty upset that I neglected it for 2+ months.  Anyways, I just spent way too much time changing font sizes and bolding and underlining.  Currently, I am at home because I'm sick...and I am sick because some sick lady decided to go snowboarding with us.  Thanks a lot, JACKIE.  Anyways, I asked myself, "What shall I do on this completely free day of no work??"  So I asked myself, "Well, what is better than talking to myself, and answering questions with a question, than posting pictures on Xanga?"

THUS...

I know this was SO one month ago, but here are some pictures from Jen and Chris Yan's wedding.





My date.  Yes, he was a lobster head.  And he didn't talk much.
 

Don't mess with the girl guarding the money box.


The family (wow, Tony's eyes are open!)


Reunited with old friends--Jo, Jackx, Sabs, Adri.  I'm gonna cry.


I'm sure this is a well-known fact, but don't let Mike get a hold of your camera.  He might break it.



A LEE CHRISTMAS
we pretty much spent all our time on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day taking jumping pictures.  Best Christmas ever.




Looks like Renee's about to get owned.


Can someone tell me what is going on here?  It's like chaos digitalized.












Attack of the Giant Pink Bunny!
 

This is my grandma folding a dumpling.  Looks like a typical Chinese past-time, right?


Wrong.  If you look closer, you will see that my grandma's eyebrows are PURPLE.   Don't know what happened there.
   

At AOK Winter Camp, everyone fell alseep during the messages.











Just kidding.  Everyone was actually praying really hard.  Haha, just kidding.  We don't do those kinds of things at church camps.  We were actually playing Mafia, which I've never really played before, but it was really fun.  Everyone closes their eyes while people get assassinated by the Mafia.   Pretty fun.

So a bunch of the counselors and high school girls got into a major cat-fight, and the result was several missing front teeth.


I had to get back surgery for several crushed discs because of this stunt.



Aw man!  I just spilled tea all over myself!  At first it felt good b/c it was warm tea.  But now it's cooling down and my pants are sticking to my leg.  How uncomfortable.  I think this would be a good time to say goodbye.  Goodbye.



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