happy birthday to me.

my friends are scattered around the world,
but i found a way for twenty of us to do something together for my birthday this year.

the request was simple.
1. blast wreckx-n-effect’s “rumpshaker”
2. hit record on the camera
3. dance
4. send me the footage

an anniversary of my 25th birthday

a quick paris weekend was more trouble than it was worth
so i spent my birthday in town.
had dinner with two of my best friends, phan and kim.

these two crack me up.
kimmie suggested i embellish my blog so that when i’m old and senile,
i can look back and be like, “oh wow, i was so cool.”

and then our dinner conversation became absurd, silly prattle.
“if you skydive naked, do you let out like, the biggest queef when you land?”
“what do you say to a girl with two black eyes? nothing, you already told the bitch twice.”

but then we started going through our bucket list and i realized how simple mine was
and that i could pretty much accomplish all of them this year if i tried hard enough.
some of the things included?
        – jump off a cliff
        – ride a camel
        – aurora borealis
 

and then i hung out with some friends on a bus (with michelle).

veanne cao
 

this bus.


 

adorable jenni took a bunch of pictures, but my stupid mug is in all of them.

veanne cao

so i’ll spare you.
 

currently listening to:
i’d like to think we were dancing to this song in the picture above.


 

bermuda

hamilton.


 

saint george.


 

fancily slapped together, overpriced, mediocre tasting food.


 

southampton beach.


 

happy birthday to me. another year closer to death.


 

called momma tonight. we joke around about death like it’s not taboo or tactless.
she said that when she dies,
she wants to be cremated and then have her ashes spread across somewhere pretty,
but not in the mountains because she’s afraid of heights
and not on the beach because she can’t swim.

i told her vi also wants to be cremated.
except vi said, “and then i want you all to put me in a pipe and smoke me.”
 

currently listening to:
the xx is top on my itunes right now. such a beautiful album.

islands

sleep deprived, but happy

on set for fourteen hours doing what i love most


 

crew surprised me with birthday serenade & cute little asian (like me!) cake


 

and text message from masami before going to bed.

(my current, fleeting crush. he’s diego luna super cute.)
 

this all makes for a very happy birthday.

asians. lots and lots of 'em.

for his birthday, tony wanted pictures of us,
so he can look back on them and go “aww” when we’re all old and poopy.

mike shot the group pics.

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and i shot the individual ones.

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a perfect birthday

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because of the snowstorm,
we missed our connecting flight to barbados.
the next flight wasn’t gonna be until the following afternoon
so we hopped on a plane to costa rica instead.

started here:

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drove through here:

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and arrived here:

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a few more pics here.

and i am a lazy blogger. my birthday was in february.

 
currently listening to:
while searching for an andy lau track,
i came across a live recording of 隨想曲, featuring anita mui.

隨想曲

it reminded me of grandma.

big hands i know you're the one.

il m’a dit, “que veux-tu pour ton anniversaire?”
je lui ai repondu, “dessine-moi un mouton.”

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with the exception of a quiet dinner at destino’s, i didn’t really celebrate my birthday.
it’s kind of difficult because i’m reminded that exactly one year ago, tedd passed away.
and yesterday i went to matt‘s funeral.
my heart broke when matt’s mom talked about how it’s not right
that a mother should ever have to bury her son.

• • • • •

if i should ever die an untimely death,
i only have three requests:

1. please don’t preach about christianity and salvation at my funeral.

2. please tell wonderful, funny memories you have of me, like,
“this one time, veanne and i were stuck in traffic in tahoe for six hours
and she made me stick my ass out the window to fart”
or whatever. you know what i mean.

3. when they carry my casket away, i want someone to bust out a boombox
and play something upbeat and irrelevant
like

blister in the sun

brandon's surprise birthday party

i lied and told him we were meeting up with my uncle alee for dinner.

had to stall a little while until i got word that everyone arrived.

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twenty or so of his friends showed up
and got him so shitfaced drunk that i had to carry him home (two very long blocks).

i really like leslie’s smile.

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so embarrassing..

here you go conor, as promised.

livejournal phone post

i haven't laughed this hard

and this much in a long time.

my birthday weekend:
snowboarding on two hours of sleep,
cafe sua da, a few ginseng pills, a flask full of rum..

alcohol + table top jumps = it sounded good at the time

“never have i ever made out with a dude who took off his wooden leg.”
yeah, drink up biotch.

the lushes:

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[vincent, vi, some fool, jeana and sean behind the goggles]

currently listening to:
sublime makes you board faster faster faster!

sublime

happy berfday to me. i smell like peepee.

this morning started off with an 8am phone call from jeremy
to remind me that i’m a year closer to menopause.

then i got teased by my coworkers for the flowers delivered to my desk with the note:
“happy birthday veanne, the best girl in the world. unf! love, your secret admirers.”
i’d say fess up now, but i think i know who the culprits are *ah hem*
(i really miss you guys, btw)

i’ve been pretty overwhelmed with work/school
and i have a deadline for various things tomorrow;
was going to reschedule dinner at miyaki’s with vi for another night,
but she called to tell me she was already on her way.

i thought it was just going to be the two of us….

but guess friggin’ what!
sixteen friends were sitting at a table, waiting for us.
“SURPRISE!!!”

i was befuddled for a good three seconds before it hit me.
i was really, really surprised.
tina and vi, i love you guys.. sneaky little bitches.

he had me stand on a chair while everyone cheered me on.
“drink it. it’s just water.”
am i gullible or what?

“when i say sake, you say bomb! sake -” “bomb!” “sake -” “bomb!”

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a big *huG* and thanks to everyone who made my birthday such an awesome one.

currently listening to:

here’s one for the old school ravers
.