Showing posts with label convo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label convo. Show all posts

Friday, March 7, 2014

Update: Comics

It's kind of awful how I have been neglecting this blog for months.
Here's a collection of some comics I've made:












I am also now on TumblrInstagram, & Twitter!


Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Sunday, March 24, 2013

One Year Older and Wiser Too

Today's my roommate Anita's birthday.
Here's to hoping getting older means getting wiser, too, somehow.
Happy Birthday, Anita!! :)

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Sunday, November 11, 2012

A Farting Machine

roomie Anita & me


So my friend Aaron changed my facebook profile picture without me knowing, and it's been an enlightening experience for everyone, including myself.



And I like it.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Kjirsten

Anita, Kjirsten, and I

Today's Kjirsten (one of my roommates)'s birthday! She's hilarious and cute :)

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Kimchi Love

Dahea & broski


This was from the plane ride to Korea back in June. We all share love for kimchi, but at times I'm amazed at newer and higher love my brother has for kimchi.

Friday, June 8, 2012

Gender Identity


Couple Sundays ago I sat next to a seven year old boy in church primary. Whether he was sitting next to a girl or a boy--that was up to him to decide.



He did seem to genuinely consider the possibility for few seconds. I suppose I should start trying to be less funny so I can eventually get married to a boy.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Power of Imaginary Punch

At a young age my brother mastered the art of playing by himself. As he would any other day, he was in a room playing fighting against his powerful enemy with weapons he made out of cardboard boxes. Thinking he might want a company, I went to see how he was doing and found him like so.

Sometimes his imaginary enemies are a lot  stronger than he can handle.

(But don't worry, in the end he won by throwing the Holy Mackerel at his enemy.)

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

So Much Love

In the middle of watching a movie in the living room, my sister started to walk backwards...toward me. All the hard work--walking backwards bumping into things while keeping her eyes on the screen--just to see what I was doing.

Sometimes her love and attention overwhelms me into tears.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

The Hot Guy from The Avengers

Dahea and Broski


Sometimes ignorance is not bliss. (But most of the time, it is.)

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Sir!

Broski & Dahea



We absolutely adore President Uchtdorf and love his talks.

Friday, May 11, 2012

The Power of Imagination

One of my friends texted me: 
"I'm with [a friend of ours] and a mission companion who is from Utah. Fitted cut off jean shorts, man bag or purse however you want to refer to it, hair that is kind of longish up front, and I'm sure he brushes it or combs it into that style everyday. He is cute though and has dimples and a pedophile mustache."

The blog wouldn't let me post this in its original size (too long, I suppose), so I had to separate them into pieces.







This was just my silly interpretation of my friend's text, and I apologize for any offenses I might have made. I was joking. (Mostly.) I still don't know what this guy actually looks like, but it'd be fun to meet him later and show this to him.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

From the Past: Two Bathrooms

Me, Josephine and Rachel

Josephine and I were getting ready to go somewhere, then we had this conversation. Unfortunately ,Rachel, our poor roommate, was there to hear all of it. Not that she wasn't used to it :)

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

From the Past: Sexy Lingerie

Josephine, Song and Dahea


The pixelated part may or may not be a joke.
We tease her a lot all the time.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Yo-Yo









My brother is currently obsessed with yo-yo. Right before my sister and I got home for the summer his beloved yo-yo broke, and finally today his yo-yo package arrived. I opened the door for him when he got back from school, and this is the first thing he said--and he said a lot of things.

The blurred part is when he read out loud the address of our home, including his name and the full nine digits of the zip code.