THE STORY.

I apologize in advance for taking so long to post this. And another apology for the lack of cheesy-ness and perhaps all the gushy, mushy details I have left out. (And sorry for any cheesy stuff that was left in the story. After all, it is a cheesy story and it was kind of hard to leave the cheesy parts out without telling you the story.) WARNING: This story has been extremely simplified.


May 29: The Break

Dean: Can I have some time to think about our relationship? I just don't know how I feel anymore.
Me: (PANIC!) ok. yeah. that's cool. (fine. maybe i shed a tear of two)

after a week of not seeing each other or talking to each other...


June 4: The Un-break

I tell Dean how I feel and how I love him and that I want to keep dating him. Dean tells me about the week and how he had a hard time figuring out what to do. I'm expecting him to break up with me so I start emotionally prepping myself not to cry.

Dean: So yeah...I just didn't know and I wasn't getting answers...and I was just so distracted the whole week and couldn't focus on anything and was miserable...and last night I just said I don't care anymore...

Me: (deep breath. here we go. don't cry when he says he wants to end things...)

Dean: ...and the earliest we'd be able to get married would be next April but I wanna be with you.

Me: (long pause with a very confused brain) .........wait. So...you're not breaking up with me?

Dean: ...ah...no? Not unless you want to? (Also a little confused to my reaction.)

Me: wait...what? (Around this time, the word "get married" finally registers). WHAT?

Dean: (a little concerned) ah...do you want to marry me?

Me: YES!

So we go to dinner while I'm still a little confused about the "get married" part. Later that night, he's ready to take me home. Right as I'm about to get in his car, he pulls me aside, and asks me the question.

Dean: Will you marry me?

Me: YES!

But Dean and I decided that we wouldn't tell anyone about our engagement until he had a chance to talk to my dad. And the sweet guy he is, he wanted to talk to my dad face to face. The earliest we were able to go to Austin with his DAT (dental test) craziness was at the end of August after school ended. But now we can tell everyone that

WE'RE ENGAGED!

We'll be getting married in the San Antonio, Texas Temple April 30.

Anatomy of Architecture

My BFA show was about relating 2 seemingly unrelated subjects and connecting the two by the use of symbols. I compared a human body to a building and created 7 symbols: heart, brain, skin, lungs, veins, skeleton, and muscles of a building. I placed all the symbols throughout the HFAC to their corresponding places. These symbols also became the advertising for the exhibit.












Special thanks to Dean and Yuji (pictured above), and Cristina.

Asian Stories

Have I ever told you my Asian stories? If not, get excited! Actually don't. Because mostly this is how an Asian story goes.

A random Asian: hi. are you Korean/Chinese/Taiwanese/Vietnamese/Everything except Japanese
Me: Uh...no. Sorry.
The random Asian: oh...(with a very disappointed tone of voice). Where are you from?
Me: well, I was born in L.A. but I consider Austin, TX my home.
The random Asian: oh...(even more disappointed) ok. What nationality are you?
Me: Japanese.
The random Asian: oh ok...sorry. ha ha ha ha ha ha.... (You know that Asian laugh that I'm talking about).

So about a week ago, I am walking to my work when a boy (an eager Freshmen to be exact) approaches me. Side Note: Now for those of you not at BYU, it is EXTREMELY easy for all of us to spot a freshmen boy because all men between 19-21 are gone on missions. So a boy is either a boy that looks like he needs to go back to high school or a man that seems like he's grown up a bit.

The random boy: Hi. Are you Chinese?
Me: no. sorry I'm Japanese.
Boy: Oh...ok. Were you born in Japan?
Me: No...I was born in L.A. but I consider Austin my home.
Boy: oh...do you speak any Japanese?
Me: yeah...I lived there for a little bit so....
(2 minutes of small talk happens while he follows me towards my work building)
Boy: well, sorry. I'm taking Chinese 101 and I thought you were Chinese so I wanted to talk to you. Well, I'm going this way so bye! (As he walks back the way we came).

I told Dean about this Asian story and totally forgot about it as the story was banked to my long list of Asian stories. But today, I was walking home from work when I hear:

Mysterious random freshmen boy: Hi. Are you Chinese?
Me: No...sorry.
Random eager freshmen boy: Oh are you from Taiwan?
Me: no
Random freshmen boy: Vietnam?
Me: no...sorry, I'm Japanese.
(here, I can't help but feel as though I'm having a deja vu moment...)
Eager freshmen boy: Oh ok. were you born in Japan?
Me: no, I was born here.
Eager freshmen boy: oh ok.
(and here, is where I realize that I just talked to this boy last week and had this exact same conversation!)
Mr. eager Chinese 101 boy: Oh well, I'm taking Chinese 101 right now and I was just wondering so...bye!
Me: good luck with that!

Mr. eager Chinese 101 boy, I hope you will find your Chinese person soon.

Seriously Insane!

Remember about my obsession for maps?

This is seriously insane. Karen O'Leary handcut these maps! Ahhh...my hand hurts just thinking about it. She's got a bunch more. Love it white on white better for sure.

YES PLEASE!!!!

Dear World,

Please stop making beautiful things that I want that I can't afford. Ah just look at that dress! And the collar on that jacket! And SeeSaw Design/Vintage, please stop posting these beautiful things on your etsy shop. It would greatly help me not covet these beautiful things that I do not need.

Love,
Ayumi

More Want?

Hmmm...if I had $50 to spare. OR maybe I could make a different version of this....
Can be purchased here.

Maps maps maps

I have a soft spot for maps. I've always been fascinated by them. Every time I go to a library, I go to the map section or the special collections, where they have old maps. But I saw this modern world map and I want it!!!! Isn't it beautiful? Designed by Jen Adrion + Omar from These Are Things.