my stage name is miss koko.

“miss koko, you are africa people?”
“miss koko, what page?”
“miss koko, i want to read first.”
“miss koko, may i drink some water?”
“miss koko, star please.”

“goodbye miss koko.“
goodbye anthony. probably forever.  

jessica maina.

i call her jessi when i’m referring to her to someone else. for example, jessi is one of my best friends from childhood. i call her jess when i am speaking to her. for example, happy birthday jess! why? i don’t know. i’m sure there is some type of sociolinguistic explanation for it. 

today is her birthday and i can count down the days until i get to see her again on three sets of hands. happy birthday mon cheri! it’s been too long since we’ve celebrated a birthday together. 

come this weekend, i will be wrapping up a year of life in the real world. and i have 22 paycheck envelopes from 3 different addresses to prove my 9 months of employment!

after 21-well, technically 17-years of getting really good at school, the first year of “adulthood” was alright. i have another few years to get better at it. 

every time i travel, i get suckered into some local activity. it almost always ends up being themostawesomething i’ve ever done, which makes me wish i could turn it into a hobby. 

the ocean scares the shit out of me and i think fish are slimy, but i thoroughly enjoy snorkeling. in fact, i think i love it.

the newest question i ask when flirting with the idea of somewhere new is: do people snorkel in (destination)?

as much as i disliked the corporate world, there were great things about having a real job. such as: 

  • the most recent and up-to-date software
  • 27-inch screens
  • free office supplies
  • unlimited AA batteries
  • bi-weekly paychecks

but who wants to spend monday-friday, 8:00 am to 5:00 pm, staring at a computer screen by his/her lonesome self? “not i,” said the koheun.


day 5 in positano, amalfi, and minori, italy.
march 25. 

we didn’t realize we had no idea where we were going when we left sorrento. we caught a bus in front of the train station and made our way to amalfi where we hung out on the pier while we waited for a bus to minori. after arriving in minori, getting in touch with alfonso, and finding our flat, we passed out for the rest of the day. it was the one day it “rained” on our trip.


we came across quite a few eligible kittehs for my baby poko during our travels. after a week of seeking out suitresses, these are the top three candidates. i must admit, i’ve become fond of ginger cats. 

i started developing a case of decision paralysis when i left the world of academia last year. graduating was great and all, but i had gotten so good at doing school by the time i was done and i really had no idea what i was supposed to do outside of college. (to stereotype) unlike people who graduate with, say, education that become teachers or premed that become doctors, i graduated with business communications and studio art that…

anyways, it sounded romantic at some point. once i graduated, i just had a degree and a bunch of extra time on my hands. i tried out and experienced a lot of things this past year and have a pretty strong sense of what i’d like to do, but i simultaneously question and justify every decision i make. mostly because i am greedy and can’t stand the thought that walking through one open door means closing that many other ones. 

faced with decision, i will let you in the world inside my head.
now isn’t that special. 


ahnchan, joyce, and i road tripped through the states because why not?

i guess it was a farewell to the college chapter of our lives, although two of us had been graduated for a year already. 

it was established that joyce needed to somehow get her car back to california, so we decided to make a trip of it. actually… i just bought a plane ticket out of LA and chany had no choice but to come with. it was probably the best 6 days in the middle of june ever.

partying our way across america.
three girls, thirteen states, nearly three thousand miles, oh hey.