My favorite part of the floor exercises in gymnastics is That Moment. It’s that moment just before the grand finale where, in a flash, she’ll race into a medley of FLIPS! and TWISTS! That moment when all is still in the arena of hope or doom. She stands in the corner, her back straight, her [...]

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When you think you can’t do it, think about this:
Kristi Yamaguchi was born with club feet.

Ew, gross! (These feet aren’t hers.)
Her parents put her in ice skating lessons as part of her physical therapy.
Now, she’s on Dancing With The Stars.

I love her.
 Quick update: Says my dad while watching Dancing With The Stars: “I can’t believe [...]

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While watching American Idol (on TiVo, of course):
Dad: That was sick.
Me: What?
Mom: She really punished it.
Me: Huh?
Dad:  She smashed it.
Me: Have you two been watching America’s Best Dance Crew again?
Dad: Yes, you see, saying that something is bad really means it’s good.
Me: Oh dear.

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I hate to admit it, but this guy Danny Noriega is like my alter ego. The way he wears his skinny jeans with sneakers, the way he picks his fingernails when he’s nervous, the way he brushes his bangs behind his ear — he’s just like me. Now that he’s off American Idol, I should [...]

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I don’t really like to write about stuff on my blog that I’ll probably eventually have to write about at work, but come on, how often do I get to brag about my college? Well, let’s see. UC Irvine does have one of the best freshman orientation programs. And the recreation center is really neat. [...]

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I walk into the living room to find my sister watching another episode of “The Hills.”
Me: I can’t believe you like this show. It’s so dumb. These girls are so annoying.
(A few minutes pass)
Sister: You want me to change the channel?
Me: Yeah. Hold on … OK, now … NO WAIT!
Sister: (Laughs) [...]

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From a guy’s perspective, according to “How I Met Your Mother,” a girl can be crazy, as long as she makes up for it in hotness.

 
Note to self: I should probably up my hotness.
Graphic by Michelle Woo

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I’m so happy for my girl, Jordin Sparks. Perhaps I’ll soon get sick of that enormous smile plastered on billboards everywhere, but for now, let me have my moment. American Idol is so wholesome and manufactured — there are no limo-ride sobs, racist tirades or obligatory skinny-dipping footage — and yet I still love it. [...]

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I just heard screams coming from downstairls. Sigh. I guess Apolo just won Dancing With The Stars. My life at home runs on a carefully-caculated TiVo schedule. (By the way, did you vote for Jordin? Did you? Did you? Did you?!?!) I look at my parents with their Dream Dinners and TV trays, testing out [...]

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Guess who I saw last night at the Asian Excellence Awards (aside from a gazillion Asian celebs — dude, if a bomb hit Royce Hall last night, there would be absolutely no Asians on TV or in movies — ever).
Sanjaya!
He looked as creepy as ever with his predator-esque poses [...]

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