Archives for July, 2009

Monday, July 20th, 2009

Should’ve tried the Vidal Sassoon school

Yes­ter­day, it was time for my bi-annual hair­cut. I’ve been to every­where from pricey salons to cheap hair­cut­ting schools and the end result is the same for me. The only dif­fer­ence is that I’m served cof­fee and sit in a nice, comfy chair in the former.

So this time I paid $14 for a hair­cut from a makeup-artist-turned-budding-stylist from San Jose. I’ve never been too con­cerned with my hair– I enjoy it’s pres­ence, but it comes and goes. I usu­ally let the styl­ist do what­ever they want, as long as my hair stays long, because it’s hard to mess up trim­ming long hair. They always sug­gest that I try some­thing “new” and cut my bangs straight across instead of cor­ralling them to the side. And every time I agree and try it out for a day before pin­ing them back again. This time when she sug­gested it, I thought it would be no dif­fer­ent, so I gave her the go-ahead.

Three hours later I was sit­ting in a nice, comfy chair drink­ing cof­fee while my new styl­ist, Moi­ses, sur­veyed the dam­age. I could see why peo­ple pay hun­dreds to have him cut their hair. He was able to re-trace my haircutter’s steps and pin­point what went wrong, much like a crime scene. Basi­cally my styl­ist cut my bangs too short, and it’s wors­ened by the fact that my hair grows at a funny angle so it sticks straight out because there’s not enough hair-weight to pull it down. Styl­ists are sup­posed to acknowl­edge this before cut­ting your hair, but my styl­ist hadn’t taken this class yet, obvi­ously. “I bet she’ll never make that mis­take again,” he joked.

I asked if he could bor­row hair from other sec­tions of my head, like they do with burn patients and skin, and he said at this point it’s best to just leave it alone and gave me tips to make them lie flat. But he evened it out so it at least looks intentional.

Now I look at every girl (or guy) with side-swept bangs with envy and long­ing. Even posters for the movie Bruno. On the bright side my hair does not poke me in the eyes any more.

Wednesday, July 15th, 2009

Things I’ve learned about myself #1

My knowl­edge of other states is lim­ited to:

  • Famous restau­rants
  • Pop­u­lar fast-food chains
  • Bas­ket­ball teams and their key play­ers, circa 1995
Friday, July 3rd, 2009

Crossroads

I’m torn between stay­ing at work another year and enrolling in grad school this fall. A defer­ral is out of the ques­tion. It was the first thing I asked of them, and they said only in extreme cases would it be granted. Appar­ently, the econ­omy being a clus­ter­fuck is not con­sid­ered extreme.

Rea­sons to stay in San Fran­cisco another year and not go to NY:

  • A good chunk of my stocks would vest. If said stocks vested, I could pos­si­bly use the money to pay for school and pay off my out­stand­ing debt from undergrad.
  • I love my job. I am excited about going to work every sin­gle day. And I would get to work on a really neat Flash project!
  • I like my apart­ment. It has lots of charm and an in-unit washer and dryer.
  • Home is but a 60-minute flight away.
  • NYU is really expen­sive. I would prob­a­bly be pay­ing off debt for the rest of my life.

Rea­sons to go to NY and not stay in San Francisco:

  • Out­side of work, I am not happy here.
  • I’ve always wanted to study some­thing I enjoy, and the pro­gram I’d attend is right up my alley.
  • It’s been my dream to live in NY. I’ve always admired it from afar and talked about mov­ing there for so long.
  • If I died next year, I would regret not going to NY more than los­ing my stock options (dra­matic, I know).
  • I would have to re-apply for grad school if I didn’t go this year, and there is a chance I won’t be accepted.
  • I would be out­side of North Korea’s Taepodong-2 mis­sile range.

Advice?

Friday, July 3rd, 2009

The most gorgeous ‘T’ I have ever seen

Close-up of tote bag

I signed up my brother for 12 weeks of the Sun­day New York Times so I could get this tote bag.

He is not aware of this yet.

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Hi, I'm Mindy. People who meet me and then happen to stumble upon my blog are usually surprised that I have things to say because I'm quiet. Yes, I actually have thoughts. I have feelings and emotions too, believe it or not. more ↓

People who know me will say that I’m loud, too nice for my own good, and show signs of someone with a mild case of autism.

I grew up with two older brothers and no friends, which means my childhood was spent bouncing between PC, NES, and Playstation games. I consider myself a casual gamer– I never leave home without my DS. My favorite video game character will always be Quina Quen from Final Fantasy 9.

Once upon a time, I studied abroad in Paris and loved it so, so much. I think about Paris on a bi-hourly basis. I now live in San Francisco, but hope to move to New York someday.

The name of my website comes from a Teen Girl Squad episode.

I love pugs, Kinder Eggs, traveling, and shy people.

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