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spam/random/nudes/marriage proposals/embarrassing stories/poems/love forever!
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[28 Feb 2010|08:43pm] |
In a comment, leave me...
1. One secret
2. One compliment
3. One non-compliment
4. One love note
5. Lyrics to a song
6. How old you are
7. How long we've been friends
8. And a hint to who you are
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[17 Oct 2008|06:05pm] |
I've been doing a lot of weird things. Maybe not weird...maybe just random. A smörgåsbord, if you will. Working hard at school, obviously, and redecorating my house in my down time. It's really obnoxious but I'm excited about it! It's sort of a barbie dream house which is appropriate because my most exciting news is that I'm going to be made into a Barbie!!! I honestly can not put into words how exciting that is. It's the most amazing, flattering, gob-smacking thing that has ever happened to me. It's going to be sold exclusively through Harajuku Hardcore and only for a limited time, so it's kind of like a collectors item. Which means once it goes on sale, you should all buy it! ( Here is a sneak peak! )
So cool, right?
I've been doing a few modeling things here and there, but not a lot since I've been focusing on school. I guess that's a good thing. I'm pretty alright with slowly getting myself out of the modeling world. I want to keep doing HH, but I think once I'm out of school I'll be moving forward with my medical career and I'll have to leave modeling behind.
But I am going to be in LA this weekend! I'm going to be walking in a few shows for LA fashion week, which I'm totally excited about. I leave early tomorrow morning, so if anyone's around and wants to hang out let me know!
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[05 Sep 2008|08:48pm] |
Hello, Fashion Week!
This is my busiest time of year. Balancing school and work is really quite a challenge. Yesterday after classes I had to rush to get ready for the New York Couture show. I opened and walked down the Brooklyn Bridge! It was so much fun. We did this thing as part of "Fashion Indie Week" and a lot of other independent designers showed too. Then we had a HUGE after party. Getting up for class this morning was really awful.
Today I went to Rag&Bone and the Fashion Rocks show, tomorrow is Rock & Republic, Sunday is Herve Leger, Diane von Furstenburg, and Miss Sixty, Monday is Porenza Schouler and Marc Jacobs. Tuesday I am MISSING a bunch of my favorites because I have to be in class but I do get to go to the Prada show. Wednesday again missing some really great shows but seeing Anna Sui, Thursday I get to see Christian Siriano!! I'm really excited for that, and Zac Posen that day too. I think thats all the shows I'm planning on seeing but maybe I'll do more if things work out. Basically I am going to be dying and exhausted and behind on schoolwork but NY Fashion week is always worth it.
Is anyone else going to be at any shows?
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[13 Jan 2008|01:32am] |
kiss me and you will see
how important i am.
![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) warnerbrothers
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[01 Oct 2006|11:59am] |
Medical School has been something I've been looking foward to almost my whole life. I know, it's surprising coming from a girl like me. But I've always been a science girl. Science is the one thing I believe in above all else. It's hard fact, and I like that. It either is, or it isn't. It's hard to debate science. And there's always something new to discover about it too - there are always new diseases, new discoveries, new theories - it keeps you on your toes. Medicine will keep me on my toes, active and alert. It will keep my away from trouble. I have to believe in it.
Granted, there was a time that I didn't believe in anything. A time when nothing could save me from myself, from danger. I was completely lost...God, that sounds cliche. I hate being cliche. It drives me crazy. But, unfortunately, that probably is the best way to describe it.
I remember having to go see doctors when I was younger, and when I was going through that time period. I always hated them. I hated hospitals. It always smelled. You know that hospital smell? It's hard to describe other than 'that hospital smell', but I'm pretty sure everyone knows what I'm talking about. It's that smell of people dying on one floor and being born on the next. It's old people and young people and sick people and well people worrying about sick people. It's the smell of doctors completing a successful surgery, and the smell of doctors having to tell family members that their loved one died on the table. Or is going to die. It's all of that, mixed into one. It's an overwhelming smell and I hated it. It's a smell I've also learned to embrace.
I am, of course, worried about medical school. Let me rephrase that. I'm scared shitless. What if I don't know enough? What if I forget something? What if I make a mistake and kill somebody? What if I don't do well enough and don't pass my exams or my boards? What if.....oh, I don't even know. What if the fucking sky falls down? I've got to learn to keep my composure. I can't loose it now...it's essential that I'm able to keep myself together. Especially now. I simply can't. I won't be Izzie Stevenson (although I will be Dr. Model). I'm Christina Yang. Dr. Christina Yang. Dr. Melinda Campanaro. Holy shit.
I was accepted to Columbia, John's Hopkins, Chicago, Stanford, and Rochester. Not Harvard.
I wanted Harvard.
( dr. model )
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[01 Oct 2006|11:59am] |
Medical School has been something I've been looking foward to almost my whole life. I know, it's surprising coming from a girl like me. But I've always been a science girl. Science is the one thing I believe in above all else. It's hard fact, and I like that. It either is, or it isn't. It's hard to debate science. And there's always something new to discover about it too - there are always new diseases, new discoveries, new theories - it keeps you on your toes. Medicine will keep me on my toes, active and alert. It will keep my away from trouble. I have to believe in it.
Granted, there was a time that I didn't believe in anything. A time when nothing could save me from myself, from danger. I was completely lost...God, that sounds cliche. I hate being cliche. It drives me crazy. But, unfortunately, that probably is the best way to describe it.
I remember having to go see doctors when I was younger, and when I was going through that time period. I always hated them. I hated hospitals. It always smelled. You know that hospital smell? It's hard to describe other than 'that hospital smell', but I'm pretty sure everyone knows what I'm talking about. It's that smell of people dying on one floor and being born on the next. It's old people and young people and sick people and well people worrying about sick people. It's the smell of doctors completing a successful surgery, and the smell of doctors having to tell family members that their loved one died on the table. Or is going to die. It's all of that, mixed into one. It's an overwhelming smell and I hated it. It's a smell I've also learned to embrace.
I am, of course, worried about medical school. Let me rephrase that. I'm scared shitless. What if I don't know enough? What if I forget something? What if I make a mistake and kill somebody? What if I don't do well enough and don't pass my exams or my boards? What if.....oh, I don't even know. What if the fucking sky falls down? I've got to learn to keep my composure. I can't loose it now...it's essential that I'm able to keep myself together. Especially now. I simply can't. I won't be Izzie Stevenson (although I will be Dr. Model). I'm Christina Yang. Dr. Christina Yang. Dr. Melinda Campanaro. Holy shit.
I was accepted to Columbia, John's Hopkins, Chicago, Stanford, and Rochester. Not Harvard.
I wanted Harvard.
( dr. model )
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[26 Aug 2005|11:17am] |
what i thought was a certainty
has left me
spinning in circles again
Locked. ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) unitedartists
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[26 Aug 2005|11:17am] |
what i thought was a certainty
has left me
spinning in circles again
Locked. unitedartists
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