working in a group sucks... eating sashimi rulz.... doing a 2nd attempt is priceless

another day checked

wow, so eventful of a day... uh, im mean, really uneventful... yup... really uneventful... nothing to bitch about... nope... why, i certainly didnt have an important lunch on friday... nooo, heaven forbid that... nope... no real big lunch... nope nope... nope... not going to tell you about the nonexistent lunch that i didnt have... nope... cuz it wasnt realll... nope nope... noope..

some accomplishments today: car is clean... relativily... i mean... it can now fit 4 ppl comfortably without ppl sitting on each other... laundry is clean... so... the only thing left is cleaning my rooom... ahh... so tiring... ah holy crap... i have to go to wmart and research some crap on cleaning crap... holy crap!!! (ive been watching Strong Bad again... every person I intro that thing to loves the website) dag, and i got a meeting on sunday... fudge...

And now... the inner child Im sad that he's flying... I'm strong sad HOLy Crappp (ok, thats my new quote... if its done in a mexicanish voice) saturday is azian party at eden... early day has paintball... like i said, i prolly would go... but only if i was on the team the army killing-machine kevin is on... so i can hide behind him and pelt off all the fodder that is left... it doesnt matter... i am good... gimme anny gun... I'll even take out that richard and his super gun =)... yeah... but... *sigh* its so boring...

Happy 20th (20th or 19th, how should i know... you all are babies to me) to GENIE, who will prolly celebrate with alcohol and boyz boyz boyz at the club (think 50 cent) ok, I'm gone... going to pout and pout because everything hurts... but mainly its all my bulging trapz...

Did I mention it takes forever to get anything done...

There is a baseball and track game goin on outside the apt... it makes parking a super bizzle... all my clothes are washed. my car is not wahed... my room is still post-andrew style... im really hungry today... sooo hungry.... waiting all day to eat... mmm roadhouse

im sooo tired, ans sore... ahhh... but its all clean.... uh... uh oh... shoot

WOOHOO, I finally solved it... I knew walmart paid off with that Stupid O... woohoo... Jef aint better than moi!!!! muahahah... Thanx to the support team of the ppl in the Q continuum, my ex-boss, and random employees at Wmart... but most importantly, thanx to moi, for figuring out most of them in the first place... muahahaha... SUCK THAT!!!

Now I sooo cant wait for the next one

I hope not to jinx today... so... unless you are directly involved in today's escapade somehow.... do not contact me. If you are directly connected... um.... uh.. nm... anyways.... oh... i dont think ill be paintballing this saturday... i heard angelas military killing-machine man kevin is goin... and... since i had a not too elating experience with marines and paintwars in jersey... ill abstain from it.... i mean... dont get me wrong... im secretly one of the best assasins trained by KMT command... but its only useful when its lifethreatening, not kiddie games with oil... heehee...

This one is funny...
Wait, this one... # 2 and #1, ... Marzipan is Homestar's gf... fyi
And finally, the funny techno cartoon

Its not a big deal, don't make it any more wat it is...

oh... and im too tired to play zelda... isnt that a hoot?

So elated, and so nerveracking

Its comparable to a big meeting, or a big interview.. you dont want to screw up something that youve been working on for weeks... up to a culmulating event... friday... and yet, i should be centered.... i shouldnt consider this a huge trial (oh, but yes it is), because if eveything goes sour, i could end up failing all tests in the enxt week: however, if i don't give it enough value, i can just as easily see a bad result... it just has to be normal... god, is this how rich felt? ... nah...

ohkay... soooo, got to wash all my clothes... ahh, im still in bliss, not hindered by the lack of car spaces around the apt because of the stupid track meet, or the missing class again because of playing zelda till 5 am.... im all sore from the mad work out at the gym... and more of my posteres are falling down... and it rained like a mofo today... pls dont rain tomororw .. plssss

Fate part3, me kicking my own ass.... fate pt 4, Me swallowing my agitation and delaying the inevitable non-alcoholic asian glow for 1 minute of chance time

and let me tell you, etting up the hill was bad enough, going down hill is plum insane... but thats what life is isnt it...

So much to do, jojo called and did the standard uncle yelling at nephew thing... went to work out and got the ripping of a lifetime... went to bento and got a huge lesson in self-humility, in self-control, in seizing your last chance... so, ill thank the three ppl who pushed me into my last chance... you all get shrimp dumplings... the best things on earth...

My yahoo mail account is getting insanely hard to maintain... i come on every few days and it reads "200 unread msgs" and most of it is crap... and i got a 6 mb inbx filled, you think thats bad enough, myhotmail is getting similar results too.. im afraid of changing emails since the current one i use is where i have a decent number of ppl added to my list... emails are like our physical addresses too (when it comes to linking to some messenger service like msn msger) where changing emails results in a drastic mass mail to everyone you know, and no one likes mass mails after a while... blah... im a little euphoric from the nights events... im going to sleep... i have to sleep... my contacts are dry and itchy but once agai, im not home... errk

>Lyrics from Linkin park
When this began I had nothing to say
And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me
(I was confused)
And I live it all out to find That I'm not the only person with these things in mind
(Inside of me)
But all that they can see the words revealed Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel
(Nothing to lose)
Just stuck Hollow and alone
And the fault is my own

I wanna heal, I wanna feel
What I thought was never real
I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long, Erase all the pain 'til its gone
I wanna heal, I wanna feel
Like I'm close to something real
I wanna find something I've wanted all along
Somewhere I belong

And I got nothing to say, I cant believe I didnt fall right down on my face
(I was confused)
Look at everywhere only to find, It is not the way I had imagined it all in my mind
(So what am I)
What do I have but negativity, 'Cause I can't justify the way everyone is looking at me
(Nothing to lose)
Nothing to gain Hollow and alone
And the fault is my own

I will never know Myself until I do this on my own
cuz I will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed
I will never be anything 'til I break away from me
I will break away... I'll find myself today

My secondary anti-xanga, if this one ever fails again... whew

Once again fate dealt me an opportunity and what did I do....

I hesitated, and missed...

In the real world, hesitation can lead to ultimate demise... In businesses, stutttering on your business presentation can have ur buyer back out of your deal, axing your future career. In war, hesitating that lethal shot to the enemy can warrant a quick shot from his ak047 into your head... in debates, hesitating ur rebuttal can have the opponent smash you down with a barrage of vexing... for my situation, it wasn't as extravagant as the preceeding scenarios... just that i lost another opportunity, and i want to kick myself in the face now... time is running low, ack... if i miss another op, i'll surely just pack my bags and head to wisconsin and stay with my brother till i become a god...

So advertising is not part of the business school?

I thought it was, but turns out the major is part of journalism or mass comm... i also heard that that dont do squat for work... well, i mean, they have no hw except term papers, and a term paper for a final... wtf? maybe i should do that...

I miss my doggie... my little jessie.. my little stoopid doggie... shes soo funnie and stoopid, like what my real sister would be, if i had a real blood sister... i hope we get one of her puppies or one of her childrens' children... maybe lawrence will take one, then ill have one of his puppy's puppies... i want my purebred german shepherd... my jessie... sigh... miss you ... no one else to abuse... er... play with and hunt down when you run away...

Smoking is bad... thats why i smack everyone that does that... unless i turn to the dark side and join them, then ill smack everyone that says its bad for you... heehee... its call hypocritical rules....

I found out more interesting things... everyone has enemies... really... i dont think i know anyone that has NOT had someone that hated one or... even wanted to kill them... yeah, i heard about some ppl wanted to kill other people... with neck snapping and kneebreaking and stuff... and thats at this campus alone... im not even talking about st. peet... ok... thats all... im going to stop, because SOMEONE TOLD ME TO STOPE

for all you avid hardcore ppl thats been here since the dawn
you people remember when i talked about that time i was talkin to vick, and she was tellin me about that power i have... you know... that power.... or not power... that knack... the knack i should have used 4 years ago? (i let things like that get to my head... gossip, kenny.... hey, thats weird, i was chattin with vick about her chat with kenny, and i know a bro/sis kenny vick combo... weird)... anyways... i havent ever taken full advantage of my latent powers.. although, when i look back on the past 6 years, i think those powers were a big reality, if only they were honed right... because now they must be used as a last test of my years... will i become the new fresh prince (i've gone crazy) or will i become le he pingyu... (if you dont understand any of this... its alright, this is an inner reflection "beat myself senseless till i cry" blog)

I swear, If i get one more stupid fwd from you... gr... just send me funny jokes and pictures, not long things like this

I am not condoning this, or supporting this... like the war, I am neutral.. (heehee, for now), plz no comments on this...
The Lovers of the Heart

In order to form a more perfect kiss, enable the mighty hug to promote to whom we please but one kiss.

Article 1: Statement of Love: The Kiss

1. Kiss on the hand I adore you

2. Kiss on the cheek I just want to be friends

3. Kiss on the neck I want you

4. Kiss on the lips I love you

5. Kiss on the ears I am just playing

6. Kiss anywhere else lets not get carried away

7. Look in your eyes kiss me

8. Playing with your hair I can't live without you

9. Hand on your waist I love you to much to let you go


Article 2: The Three Steps

1. Girls: If any guys gets fresh with you, slap him.

2. Guys: If any girl slaps you, her intentions are still good.

3. Guys & Girls: Close your eyes when kissing, it is rude to stare.


Article 3: The Commandments

1. Thou shall not squeeze too hard.

2. Thou shall not ask for a kiss, but take one.

3. Thou shall kiss at every opportunity.


* Remember *
A peach is a peach
A plum is a plum,
A kiss isn't a kiss
Without some tongue.
So open up your mouth
close your eyes,
and give your tongue
some exercise!!!



Here are a few reasons why guys like girls:

1. They will always smell good even if its just shampoo

2. The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder

3. How cute they look when they sleep

4. The ease in which they fit into our arms

5. The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world

6. How cute they are when they eat

7. The way they take hours to get dressed but in the end it makes it all worth while

8. Because they are always warm even when its minus 30 outside

9. The way they look good no matter what they wear

10. The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the most beautiful thing on this earth

11. How cute they are when they argue

12. The way her hand always finds yours

13. The way they smile

14. The way you feel when you see their name on the call ID after you just had a big fight

15. The way she says "lets not fight anymore" even though you know that an hour later....

16. The way they kiss when you do something nice for them

17. The way they kiss you when you say "I love you"

18. Actually ... just the way they kiss you...

19. The way they fall into your arms when they cry

20. Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly

21. The way they hit you and expect it to hurt

22. Then the way they apologize when it does hurt. (even though we don't admit it)!

23. The way they say "I miss you"

24. The way you miss them

25. The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt her anymore.....
Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them ... it matters not.
Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you.
When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound,
you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart.
We love them for a million reasons, No paper would do it justice.
It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart.
A feeling. Only felt.

Clarify PBS

I swear, do I have to point the direction for some of you people??

PBS in Gainesville is WUFT, channel 11 for you Cox ppl Channel 6 for you UF ppl, and channel (watever, its a low channel on ur cable/bunny ear tv) for you others... and someone told me to tell one yall to record it for next years kaleidascope... so, DO iT!

I am Reese, the older, non bright, rough brother. Cowhead is the baby, and thus dewey, the one that sleeps, and qballis malcolm, the crazy nerd brother... (i have this addiction of making real life like tv)... just wait till i become francis next year...

Becoming American: The Chinese Immigrant Experience, 3/25-27 @ 9pm on PBS.

It's a 3-part Bill Moyers Special, each of 90 minutes. It is the microcosm of immigrants' experiences in America. It applies not only to Chinese, but all immigrants from Asia & Europe, including the Irish, Polish, Italians and Jewish.

Part 1 illuminates the experience of early Chinese immigrants -- taking on jobs considered undesirable by American males. The Irish had the same experience. For example, in the 1860s, Irish and Chinese made up the bulk of railway workers.

Part 2 records the repercussion against the existence of "cheap immigrant labor," especially in hard times and in areas where the immigrants congregated. For the Chinese it was San Francisco. For Irish, it was Boston. "No Irish Need Apply" was blatantly displayed in newspaper ad. in Boston.

Part 3 records the major improvement for Chinese as a result of America's political needs. PBS stated: "At war with Japan, China became an American ally. Chinese Americans found themselves suddenly embraced by America's political establishment, and the exclusion laws were quickly repealed. Chinese men and women moved
into factory jobs, the military service and other arenas formerly closed to them."

In other news

I watchedd the final episode of Zoids YAy!!!! (Dont ask, its my inner Reese) But now I have to watch the final episode over and ov3er again...

Agenda in the next couple weeks (we only have 6 weeks of school or less): Ops test next week, Gota start studying for lsats again, Sales presentation next week too (ugh), and well have to start research on Absolut soon. Also, everyone is up on me to get an action plan done, whether it be academic or interpersonal... the interpersonal ppl are really irking me and pushing all the buttons ... but thats the least of my worries... i still have family action plans to do, like... ACK... i gotta call the bank otherwise the ppl are gonna tack two grand to my loan!!!

Bye

Get hooked on this

Stupid Addictive retail game

Can anyone figure out J O D R S? those are the ones i havent figured out yet.

Oh, Bento Afterhours is not all that hype... lets just say if you thought it was long enough to wait for your food after ordering it at the counter... just wait till you have to wait for a waitress and wait for the food and wait for the check... geez.. like 2 hours.... OH, and xuan got me in trouble with jimmy, since she thought it was ok for me to go through the kitchen to get out the back (btw, the kitchen is small as hell)... this is why the bento people are not that empowered for their own decisions, they cant think about the ramifications it does toe the business... zero tolerance for the secrets of the Jimmy empire...

HAPPY bithday to the hetero for life Leo... turns 22 without any booty... oh well, not all latinos are suave...

if i have more, ill post later... duh. (I should really stop hanging at phongs house, and ordering his parents to kook me food, heehee)

WE ARE AT TERROR ALERT ORANGE.

Since Everyone is voicing their opinion on the war, I thought Id go the other way and help you prepare to counter the threat.

This level of Terror Alert means that all comedy websites must offer their bandwidth to provide terrorism prevention/survival instructions. Please read carefully:

1. IF YOU ARE EVER TRAPPED ON A PLANE WITH SOMEONE WHO APPEARS TO BE A MUSLIM AND/OR A HIJACKER:

Do not panic. Often young Muslim men are not terrorists. Treat the man with respect, and get a seat close to him. Explain to him calmly and respectfully that his Allah is a false god and that he should consider converting to a different religion.

BE UNDERSTANDING OF OTHER CULTURES. His culture is one that respects strength, so while you are giving your speech you should roll up your sleeve to reveal your bulging bicep, and flex it slowly while caressing it with your other hand.

2. IF YOU SHOULD BE A VICTIM OF A HIJACKING:

REMAIN CALM.

If you have a superhero alter-ego, change into it now.

If not, DO NOT TRY TO CONFRONT THE HIJACKERS. Remember, you will most likely not have a firearm to counter the threat, unless you yourself were planning a hijacking on the same flight.

Therefore, you should pick out one captor and calmly speak to him one-on-one, away from the group.

"If you can get one assailant away from the fatalistic mentality of the pack, you can begin a dialogue," says hostage expert and psychologist Dr. Daniel Hoffstra. "Remind him that you are both merely men, and perhaps demonstrate that by quickly and discreetly showing him your penis. Tell him you share the same interests, mention that you have just converted to Islam. Then, speaking soothingly, place both hands gently on the sides of the hijacker's head and snap his neck with a quick twisting motion."

Hide the body and take the dead man's gun. Take his shoes if you need them.

"DON'T FORGET TO SEARCH HIM FOR EXTRA AMMUNITION!"

3. ASSESS YOUR SITUATION:

"You have to realize, these people have planned their attack for months or years. They've left nothing to chance," says terrorism expert Jonathan Landeros, author of Taking Back Your Office Building from International Terror. "But there's one passenger they haven't counted on, who doesn't play by the rules. Someone not content to lay down and die in the explosion, but who will rather run and dive away from it, in slow motion."

Next, ask yourself, what are the hijacker's goals? Do they intend to crash the plane, or ransom the hostages?

If the terrorists' intention is to crash the plane: You'll have no choice but to use your guile and martial arts skills to take out the terrorists one by one. Save the most devious and devilishly charismatic assailants for last. If the terrorists have a bomb, strap it to one of the hijackers and toss him out of the landing gear hatch. On his way down, shout to him, "be sure to tell Allah that America is da bomb!"

Always be aware of your environment. "Hand-to-hand combat aboard an airliner is a completely different game altogether," says Fifty Ways to Kill on an Airplane author Kenneth Southerfield. "Your first instinct will be to do a lot of backflips, helicopter punches and cartwheel kicks. But those require a great deal of headroom in the fighting arena, something you do not have inside the plane's fuselage."

Limit your repertoire to short punches and crotch-kneeings. Save the more elaborate moves for once you are out on the wing, dueling with the terrorist ringleader.

If the terrorists' intention is to ransom the hostages: See above.

4. ONCE YOU ARE FIGHTING WITH THE TERRORIST RINGLEADER ON THE WING OF THE PLANE:

Be aware of the wind factor. Remember, you'll have air rushing past you at 600 miles-per-hour. And stay away from those engines!

"The airline engine presents a duel problem," says Michael Zarzakov, author of Practical Wingfighting, 4th Edition. "The intakes are sucking air into the razor-sharp spinning turbofan engines, the exaust is hot enough to turn a ten-pound turkey into a charcoal briquette."

Zarzakov says a good tactic is to point past the terrorist's shoulder and say "look! Allah is flying behind the plane!" When he turns, shove him off the leading edge of the wing and into the engine. Timing and reaction is everything, as you'll have only a split second to say "you're about to meet a big fan of Allah... a turbo fan!" before the blades shred him into vaporized salsa.

5. IF YOU ARE EVER TRAPPED ON A PLANE WITH A NON-MUSLIM HIJACKER:

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6. DEALING WITH WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION:

You must be aware that in these lone man vs. terrorists situations, the level of jeopardy tends to rise each time it appears the danger has been averted. For instance, it will be now that you'll realize there was an Iraqi suitcase nuke in the luggage compartment the whole time. Things will be quite tense as you race the clock to defuse the device, the government bigwigs on the ground debating over whether they should crash you into the ocean or give the ragtag, scrappy passenger a chance to save the day. Here the attractive stewardess you met earlier will probably be of help, you cutting the red wire with her nail file with .0001 seconds left on the nuclear clock.

Maintaining morale is all-important in situations like this. It is now that you should turn toward the stewardess, smile, and say "I wasn't worried! I knew this was a no smoking flight!"

If the weapon of mass destruction should be a biological agent such as Smallpox, or a chemical agent such as nerve gas:

DO NOT OPEN THE CONTAINER.

If you've already opened it:

Do you have the ability to transport yourself back in time? If so, travel back to the time before you opened it and try NOT OPENING IT THIS TIME.

Take the container home with you. Just in case.

7. LANDING THE PLANE:

Since the pilots have long ago been killed, it will likely be up to you and the attractive stewardess to land the plane. With fuel low, weight is your enemy here. Try tossing the passengers overboard before you begin your descent.

"IF YOU CAN LAND THE PASSENGERS ON THE RUNWAY,
THEIR SPLATTERED CORPSES WILL SOFTEN YOUR LANDING!"

Congratulations! You've made it. However, studies prove that once you've escaped a terrorist attack, the chances of it happening to you a second or even a third time increase exponentially. Just remember that there are only three ways to fight terror:

1. Be vigilant
2. Be vigilant
3. Be viligant

The first two are the most important.

-DW

Sorry, I forgot to blog in a while... time to put life into a series of fragments...

I am the fresh prince... am I? got me a free hand out from the foodcourt since I'm poor... stole food from kim... (i promised mom I wouldnt waste money this semester, and eat nothing but dumplings this year... so explain the 700 dollar credit card) I really have to cut the frivolous spending I do on food and more food and the other crap... like mags.... call me cheap? hah! I was born to burn through money, too bad i have to save so much this year.... Talked to my sister, thats been a while... yeah, still with that guy... yeah, thats all i can remember... went to two classes this week... actually slept in my bed for once in 12 days.... dreams are getting more weirder.... watched the baseball game btwn UF and Army... Army sucks... does that mean we'll lose the war? I got lukey hooked on Xanga... Go me... woohoo... I'm so good at closing sales... I should be in sales... thats all I can think of right now.

Wait... I got bored and called Cathy... yay... cat, shes the captain of my cheergirls... the only one that can do gymnast flips of the whole groups... if you need a description, think of Vy, but christian from Wellesley... and shes already outta school... and she graduated later than me.... errr... we had this bet b4 about who would be the next guy she would date back a couple years ago... I said TAS, cuz bak then it seemed all us alums were hooking up with alums... and i won my bet... but she never send me my winnings... its nice to talk to her... (she thinks she found the perfect man)... cept sometime in the conversation I kept thinking the voice was of angie...

ok, thats all, I'm done....

I am Hobbes!
You're a bit too mellow to be an incarnation of Calvin, but you're still his best pal. You don't mind having fun, though, and enjoy playing tricks on your friends when they least expect it.

Which Calvin are YOU?

Worst Bento moment ever

No, it wasnt because john or phong or anyone gave me a dose of humility there, no, its the random convergance of events into one establishment that was the weridest thing...

so, lets start off with, "Yo Q, im hungry," "Ok, im done with kaplan," "Lets grab cowhead," "ok." We pick up the big kid and guess where we head to... dum dum dum, the Chinese Cafe Bento (work with me ppl)... So cowhead's telling us how he ran into Troi and liz earlier in the cafe during lunchtime or so.... and as we're at the counter about to order, who do I see out the window approaching? Why, its Troi and Liz... Can we say, "This just got all screwed up." (why, didnt they go in the afternoon, you ask? Yeah, that stumped me too). The weird thing is that me and Q got a weird msg from troi the night b4, where he IM's both of us "I'm Sorry.... I'm sorry for everything..." I don't even know what hes talking about now... and this msg comes from out of the blue... I suspected ghostwriting... but I can't prove it... In any event, having me and Troi and Q in one area... oh yeah, troi doesn't have an affinity for Q either... had a weird vibe in the air... not even the presence of the two tw girls leslie and carol could be helpful... so, because of that, and the fact that the two sidekicks werent going to eat (fcuk, this is what I need on a MWF day, not today) I changed my Chirashi bowl ToGo....

Oh, but that isnt wat made it bad... no really, it gets better... so two guys come into the cafe too... after seeing one talkin to leslie, I realized its someone I seen b4, Billy something... so looking at the other guy, its ... DAN, that guy dan I know through other ppl... was there... so, we had a few words... and BOOM, guess who else I through the window coming this way... its genie, jessie, and oh, pris.... yeah, for the avid fans, you remember her from last december. So, its like, in the short span of less than 20 minutes from when we first got there, a convention of the known ppl that be hatin on the Jonny converges into Bento... (sans jenny, otherwise it would be complete). Good thing Chirashi doesn't take that long to make. So we got out of there before any more random convergance could happen. And, that, my people, makes up the weirdest moment in Bento history... I dont think it can get much more unbearable than that... Thank you...

In other news

Thanks to all the comments in the other site about the past situation... chris (project rebound), I'm stil waiting for your stuff to reopen, and carol too.....

I kicked Thai's ass in pool, and I wore glasses... woohoo... I'm getting second hand rims (still good) from xuan's bf... they aren't bad... how to I quantify it for my accountant (parents)

About China and Milk?

So I heard on the radio that china wants more of its people to drink milk so it can boost its economy in the milk area right? thats like 1.3 billion people... think of the revenues... but then, heres the kicker... 92% of all the people in china are Lactose Intolerant... you know... the squirts and sickness from milk... so, 92% of 1.3 billion ppl... thats alot of ppl that are going to be pukin milk... 92% of 1.3 bill is still more than a billion... what the heck is that gov't thinking? that is the dumbest Idea I have heard... they should be telling them to drink more soy milk instead... man, I love soy milk... grandpa used to take me to drink that stuff every morning outside the house... and the milk came in a bag... so, I'm drinking soy milk in a ziploc style bag... its those times I think about that I spent with YeYe that makes me wish he was still around...

I am Stupendous Man!
You are simply amazing, whether you are battling your arch-nemesis Mom Lady, the nefarious Babysitter Girl, or the fiendish Annoying Girl. And you have absolutely nothing to do with mild-mannered Calvin.

Which Calvin are YOU?

sad_subaru's Xanga site

Will someone tell me why sue doesnt have me, the wildest kid in the class, in her list?!? hey!, i was the only one with unsupervised access to a car!!! who drove everybody back from white sands beach back home through yangmingshan... hello?!? honestly... who throws his shoe?

Thoughts:TEst done, finally... When I sleep normally, i remember my dreams more... and they get more stupider, not like the stupid animal killings like someone else was dreaming of...

I am NOT objectifying vy.... i cant think of anything else i want to say since i cant remember... oh well... more later

ok, when i am finally done with MAster Quest, I wont be addicted to games anymore... until Wind Waker comes in... argh... anyways... now i only have 8 hours left of study, so its super crunch time... celebratory party at Lunch Box.

i can't believe the japanese version of Zelda finally stumped me..,... stupid master quest.... Anybody thats past the spirit temple in boy mode, let me know how to get a key, the stupid key is killing me... dammit....

You know what, even though i spent most of these break in school instead of home, i havent slept in my own bed in 8 days, isnt that weird, i just pass out playing games at Qball's place... ive also developed a resistance to kats, since the kats tried to chew off my eye...

finaly, gioing to the kafe to get me some milk tea, i know, its not the weekday, but i got tutoringsession thats going to bore me...

FOR ALL YOUR COUNTERSTRIKE PPL

COURTESY OF CHRIS WU (SUPER KERMIT), Yes jim I've already been talking to the guy a year, the past is the past.

SUper Kill

Sometimes when you have a stressful day or week, you need some silliness to break up the day. Here is your dose. Follow the instructions to find your new name.


The following in an excerpt from a children's book, "Captain Underpants and the Perilous Plot of Professor Poopypants" by Dave Pilkey:

The evil Professor forces everyone to assume new names.

Use the third letter of your first name to determine your new first name:

a = poopsie

b = lumpy

c = buttercup

d = gidget

e = crusty

f = greasy

g = fluffy

h = cheeseball

i = chim-chim

j = stinky

k = flunky

l = boobie

m = pinky

n = zippy

o = goober

p = doofus

q = slimy

r = loopy

s = snotty

t = tulefel

u = dorkey

v = squeezit

w = oprah

x = skipper

y = dinky

z = zsa-zsa



Use the second letter of your last name to determine the first half of your new last name.

a = apple

b = toilet

c = giggle

d = burger

e = girdle

f = barf

g = lizard

h = waffle

i = cootie

j = monkey

k = potty

l = liver

m = banana

n = rhino

o = bubble

p = hamster

q = toad

r = gizzard

s = pizza

t = gerbil

u = chicken

v = pickle

w = chuckle

x = tofu

y = gorilla

z = stinker



Use the fourth letter of your last name to determine the second half of your new last name: (addendum: if your name is too short for this, try the fourth letter in ur first name)

a = head

b = mouth

c = face

d = nose

e = tush

f = breath

g = pants

h = shorts

i = lips

j = honker

k = butt

l = brain

m = tushie

n = chunks

o = hiney

p = biscuits

q = toes

r = buns

s = fanny

t = sniffer

u = sprinkles

v = kisser

w = squirt

x = humperdinck

y = brains

z = juice


Thus, for example, George W. Bush's new name is
Goober Chickenshorts.


Now if and when you send this on... use your new name as the subject. And remember that children laugh an average of 146
times a day, adults laugh an average of 4 times a day. Send this to your friends, plus to the person who sent this to you so they can see your new name (hence, paste this stuff and send it out, and leave ur new names in the comments box)

AHH,I'm zippy Walfflehead, notStinky Wafflehead, oops

So me and q and cowhead went to see cradle... heres my thoughts...

Oh great its like another rush hour, but serious, and the comic relief is in the fat guy and tom arnold...

Me and scott both agree that the tw developing super stones is farfetched... why dont we just build big ships and laser cannons to protect ourselves in the first place, not make stones that could get jacked... unless our idea is that we'll sell the stones to china saying "here take some diamonds, well buy our freedom, oh yeah and to make them more expensive, charge a green laser through them and smack the stones around afterwards."

why did the stones end up in a us bank in the first place? tell me that.

I know DMX is all faith and righteous type, but please... "Fait"? couldnt it not be a coincidence about his love of god and his name?

Didnt we not see a ring of fire in romeo must die? i think the director producer whatever needs to think of new end climaxes...

Where da hell did gabrielle union bust out from?!? first time I saw her was in 10 things I hate about you, where she played a teen with bianca and that julia stiles and heath ledger... and next was bring it on where she was a cheerleader, then alll of a suddenn, shes in Deliver us from Eva with LL cool J and now in this movie as some butt kickin, booty bustin, voluptuos ebony bombshell... well, in hip hop artist movies so far... but anyways, thats a pretty quick transition, like 3 years...

Can't people just shut up during the movie? God, just cuz you can't listen to chinese, dont give you the right to start going "wtf are they talking about?" Im sure if it were spanish or french, you wouldnt be all voicey... but noo, you gotta be all loud. fuckers...

in the past movies done by the producer there Li fights in a fire ring, its always against some good speaking whitewashed or HAPA guy, who cant even speak with a good accent... I'll give russell wong better credit since he had to speak alot of it in vanishing son, but this new guy, my god... me and scott almost laughed outrselves to death when the dude said ,"Wo yi wei ni yi jing shi lah," but the guy goes SI instead of SHI. I mean, for a supposed twnese, the guys accents just sucked

I guess jet li can pass for Tw, at least most of the time he likes sporting mandarin instead of cantonese, but i guess its cuz hes from the north.... i think

so, all those black guys in the club couldnt seem to handle the evil asians that came in and killed all of them, even the hard head numbskull? thats just funny.

I think we ran outta ABC and HAPA's that are good enough for jet to kill.... Thats all, for my critique...

rushing back and forth on 75 in one day is very energy depleting, but at least i got a nice homemade dinner (unexpected), and now i can talk with my stepsister again.

"Don't lose an asset." "Its more like a liability."

i probably would apologize for pointing the finger at the wrong person, but im not, because you told me you agree, so thats that... as for you, little prock that cant seem to follow commenting orders and leave a realistic name, go crawl back under a rock and fuck yourself =P

"Don't Be hatin'." Jaime Kennedy

Sleeping at a normal schedule is fun. Waking up at 430am is great because getting up b4 daylight strikes is a pretty good morale booster, too bad it makes you want to sleep too early, like at 10or 8pm... blah...

Thanks to all the lover's and hater's that keep my hits averageing at 30 daily... its amazing to see the people that like to read about stuff coming here to see what is up, too see the ppl that want to know about daily life coming to watch, the people that hate me still coming on to the site because they have no willpower to resist, and all the stragglers that come from the search engines (I'm still getting hits from ppl looking for Wilber, heheh... yeah, thats raight ladies, I know Will Pan, and hes not as tall as you think)

Its wednsday, and I finally started to catch up with my lectures, but ill only watch 6 hours or so or so, as much as I can watch b4 I head back home for a couple days to pick up supplies and mail... i dont see home as vacation time... a vacation is just a break from all the usual tediousness that comes your way, so to me, my vacation was the days of housesitting and shuffling around campus seeing wats up... which, btw, is really boring, but at least I'm saving about 20 dollars daily by not going back so early...

"Welcome... to the real world." ~Morpheus

I havent asked the gang how all their graduations were, its 10 months ago; still, its scary, getting closer to the threshhold, where the future door awaits to brush me into the business world... oh sure, its only a 7 month hiatus till I hit law school in spring, but still... most of our lives was dominated by waking up and going into a room to listen to someone whos paid to educate, brandish all his knowledge unto you... for an average 17 years, thats how life was for most all people... what do you do after that? dark mystery eh? maybe if you did coop like rocky and jims did, you
already have something laid down... what if instead, you went someplace exotic for your summers, not networking out to jobs... well, it gets scarier doesnt it... what if you can't get the hookup into a tv studio or into a technology company... well... lets not worry about that... for most of you, you still have a couple years left to plan far ahead... me, i dont see going to a company for 6 months pretty useful... maybe ill hit back to tw and go to Kojen (RICH) and brainwash some kids. everything starts with a first step, and mine will be to cal my bro's friend in Levin, wholl have an idea of how my fast track to a Juris Doctor will come to be...

jimjim is pinky wafflebutt
angela is fluffy bubble... something (hey, not my fault you only have two letters)
I'm stinky wafflehead, and my sis michie is buttercup wafflehead
Its a new name game, I'll post that tomoroow..

"You two should talk if you want to salvage any kind of friendship *something*.... obviously you two never considered this a serious friendship *something else* ~Mimi

jenny actually looked at my site, obviously because she was too curious to guess what i would say... even leaving anonymous comments... how could it be her you say? Simple tracking... she came on early on (when i just woke up), she was tracked coming onto the blogger with an ip of 65.32.229.* at 4:45 or so, the anonymous comment (which i made unanonymous, so see how crazy she is) registered an ip of 65.32.229.69 at 5:53 am, AND, to make sure she was on, I checked her shitty xanga (i told you xanga is shitty), and lo and behold, she posted this morning too... , oh and the ip registers to roadrunner.... so, geez, i wonder who it could be. (I'm such a sleuth, besides, my adversaries list is shrunk down to a few ppl anyways) and now... you pushed me.

i think you should direct that anger back at yourself, and look back on how it came to all this... the pinnacle...going to develop my film... though somewhere in the past week i said "Dont develop my film." But somewhere communication was crap, and she must have heard, "Develop my film please, and OH give me Doubles, oh, and I need it now, so make it an hour photo." Do you (this sentence is for the ppl) know that hour develop doubles of 37 exposures is $12 cmpared to $5 dollars for standard 37 singles? I can use that money for groceries! I'm not in a rush for my pictures. are you? oh yeah, cuz you took pictures of hot korean guys on my camera so you just haaaad to see how they turned out. (good god lady, if I developed them, I wouldve just given you those extra pics why the fuck would I need those anyways... youre the one that loves "hot" korean guys even while you already have a man. had you been patient enuf for me to develop them, i would have handed those ones I don't want to you.you never have done anything unwarranted for me out of the clear blue before, (really, i can't think of any, name a few) so why would you do it anyways... if i'd want your help id ask (i've done it before, and I've thanked you for those times)... but i didnt ask for you to save me time and develop my film for me... helloo gurl? i live for walmart, I'm there more than you are in the wee hours, you dont think i can't handle my own film? and, to add more fuel, you tell your sister to tell me that YOU developed the film for me, AND that its $12, AND that I owe you for doing me a favor I didn't ask... "cheap, insensitive" you say? how insensitive that you can't tell me yourself of the deed you did. "you're only nice to someone when u need somethin" sooo, your nice enough to develop my film cuz you really want those pics right? So, I needed something when I decided out of thoughtlessness to get you and lori roses when you two were like "no one's going to get us anything for valentine's day." uh huh...this blame is not going to be all on me...

"And this isn't just about the film jon. jenny feels you owe her financially, for all the times you owe her food." "What, when the hell did I owe her money?" "jon, plz I saw the receipts."

You keep receipts of what?! are you keeping track or something?

where have we gone that DIDNT need a credit card. I pay for myself. sometimes I try to pay for you, but your like, "no thats alright jon." I don't expect to keep tabs on who i'm treating to eat, I've paid for alot of other ppls food, not expecting any grand return, unlike what your sister is trying to imply. I can only think of one or two instances... quantify your receipts and we'll see. I haven't even eat out with you that much... i can think of saigon, applebee, bento, friday's with gabe, bennigans where lori was there, CJ's with larry, etc... all those times I paid my part. I dont see where I owe you.

i may have contributed some parts to this issue, but youve never thought of this relationship as more than a bit part. there have been tons of others that have hung out with you more than I have this year. most of the times you call me is because its a callback from when I first called you. the only time you called without me starting was when you thought I "flew to NY on family emergency." otherwise, you hardly call for rapport. you delegate your part of being my friend to your sister, where when i ask to go to bentos with you, you send mimi with me, or, out of the infrequent times youd call, I remember those calls that started with, "Hi jon, this is mimi, jenny told me to tell you..." can't pick up a phone? can't do a simple thing like tell me yourself? wtf? You've ripped on me with a "juss kiddding jon," but im not allowed to rip on you without getting all angered and shit (Mecha Gojira was a joke, but naww you get all mad about that) i lend you Flamedramon to protect you from whatever it was that you said was spooking you, and you let your brother have it, only to have it destroyed by your psycho ex when he found out its from me?? (that guardian was supposed to watch over you, not tony.) but you know what? you know the real thing that i hate that i hold you accountable for... that time I took you back up to school after spring break(b4 picking up lori) and you talked with crazy-mike, and you, of all ppl i respected then, have the insensitivity to diss me in my own car, twice, while I'm taking you back up to school, because you had to look good for your mike? You think its just easy to beat down on ppl being nice enough to take you back up, and follow up with a, "I just had to, I'm sorry, mike made me." so you have no willpower to stand up for me? you think a simple sorry makes up for that? You think all the black people like Trent Lott after he apologized for saying White people should rule everyone? when you piss in a pool, can you ever really get it out of a pool? when you say words, can you really retract it? no, and that, and all other issues I haven't talked about, elaborate the our problems right now.... digest that.

CardCaptors uncensored

I thought this was funny

"Fujitaka Kinomoto" was changed to "Aiden Avalon". (Aiden? Who thought of these names, type-writing monkeys on an LSD trip?)


Weird dream while being bored.. and sleeping sorta normally... dream about Generals and wining a war, then some event at Madison Square with craig T. Nelson, then going downstairs to some job in IT department where I was arguing with TI brass about how stupid ppts are supposed to be decoded with "sp03 327 bau"... "bau?" "b-O-U." "OHHH, Bau, stupid." anyways it was a stupid but fun dream, showing how technically nerdy I can be in dreams.

reading the Sakura Faq: I like the name Naoko still, obviously because of Naoko, a baffling girl. very valley.

ahh fuck!! its raining like a mofo out here, its soo bad, theres a mini flood of 1 ft at the McD driver through box, deterring me from getting food...

oh, i havent slept yet... maybe i shuold

yu's gone, phongs gone, angelas gone, teven van troy jenny xuan quy huy thai vick dona jenny, leo, etc... everyones gone... there are only two ppl i know that are still here at gvile right now... Me, and Scott... cuz we doing some house sitting and watching the fort... which is not bad, considering he's outside playing FFII on the consoles and I'm playing stuff on the computer... but, overall, our spring break is boring and dumb... oh wait, kitte's here, i shoulda went to do something with her... dammit, i should sleep, then i can try to see what she wants to do... im soo bored... there is only so much stuff you can d/l from the net....

a little dejected, cuz lal te important ppo are gone and all the cute ones are gone too... what is a person to do here anyways... its boring... i have a bad sleep schedule right now... i should get stuff done... anyways... gonna go fire up phong's computer... play a few games of generals and the bastard freezes up on you.

> > THE SPOON
> >
> > A timeless lesson on how consultants can make a
> > difference for an
> > organization...
> > Last week, we took some friends out to a new
> > restaurant, and noticed that
> > the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his
> > shirt pocket.
> > It seemed a little strange, but I ignored it.
> > However, when the busboy
> > brought out water and utensils, I noticed he also
> > had a spoon in his shirt
> > pocket,
> > then I looked around the room and saw that all the
> > staff had spoons in their
> > pockets.
> >
> > When the waiter came back to serve our soup I asked,
> > "Why the spoon?"
> >
> > "Well," he explained, "the restaurant's owners hired
> > Andersen Consulting,
> > experts in efficiency, in order to revamp all our
> > processes. After several
> > months of statistical analysis, they concluded that
> > the spoon was the most
> > frequently dropped utensil. This represents a drop
> > frequency of
> > approximately 3 spoons per table per hour. If our
> > personnel is
> > prepared to deal with that contingency, we can
> > reduce the number of trips
> > back to the kitchen and save 15 man-hours per
> > shift."
> >
> > As luck would have it I dropped my spoon and he was
> > able to replace it with
> > his spare spoon. "I'll get another spoon next time I
> > go to the kitchen
> > instead of making an extra trip to get it right
> > now." I was rather
> > impressed.
> >
> > I noticed that there was a very thin string hanging
> > out of the waiter's fly.
> > Looking around, I noticed that all the waiters had
> > the same string hanging
> > from their flies. My curiosity got the better of me
> > and before he
> > walked off, I asked the waiter, "Excuse me, but can
> > you tell me why you have
> > that string right there?"
> > "Oh, certainly!" he answered, lowering his voice.
> > "Not everyone is as
> > observant as you. That consulting firm I mentioned
> > also found out that we
> > can save time in the restroom." "How so?" "See," he
> > continued," by
> > tying this string to the tip of you know what, we
> > can pull it out over the
> > urinal without touching it and that way eliminate
> > the need to wash the
> > hands, shortening the time spent in the restroom by
> > 76.39 percent."
> >
> > After you get it out, how do you put it back?"
> >
> > "Well," he whispered, lowering his voice even
> > further, "I don't know about
> > the others, but I use the spoon."
> >

17 BUMPER STICKERS

17. Jesus loves you...but everyone else thinks you are an asshole.

16. Impotence...Nature's way of saying "No hard feelings."

15. The proctologist called...they found your head.

14. Everyone has a photographic memory...
some just don't have any film.


13. Save your breath...You'll need it to blow up your date.

12. Your ridiculous little opinion has been noted.

11. I used to have a handle on life...but it broke off.

10. WANTED: Meaningful overnight relationship.

9. Guys...just because you have one, doesn't mean
you have to be one.

8. Some people just don't know how to drive...
I call these people "Everybody But Me."

7. Heart Attacks...God's revenge for eating His animal friends.

6. Don't like my driving? Then quit watching me.

5. If you can read this...I can slam on my brakes and sue you.

4. Some people are only alive because it is illegal
to shoot them.

3. Try not to let your mind wander...It is too small and
fragile to be out by itself.

2. Hang up and drive!!

AND THE NUMBER ONE BUMPER STICKER YOU'D
LIKE TO SEE!!

1. Welcome to America...now speak English

Mad propz to 2yen and peter and whoever else put together the ECasu Collage video and the Photo disc... ok, im out

FINALL, I'm done!!! BOOYAH

Finally, I'm done, two tests, after wednsday and thursday, and now, A good 72 hours of rest, and relaxation... before the cycle contines, even when I'm on break... yay, and now im happy, cuz i finally slept a good 4 hours at marston recuperating my sleep deprevaty... a test and then a test 14 hours after that... er... im finally free...

Up side, I still like to thank the big guy for given me the opportunity on wedsday for the 411... hes looking out for me when i really need it... on the downside, noooo, i think the devil was making pacts for me... cuz i dont remember volunteering for any "burn my tongue and lips for an icebreaker" thing... i just said id volunteer for an icebreaker, not a "burn me to death thing." and could they kill me any more with water and milk? i shhhhoulda specified the ketchup to save me faster... oh well, it was a good (hah) experiece, where I learned that whoever made hot wings, with the extra hot, should be anally raped and toss someone's salad... fcuker...

Every month I feel like ill have a standing argument with someone, last month was liz, now its jenny; for general purposes, lets say that me and her have always had fights over the stupidest things (i care not to refer them unless demand is high), course its always her that throws down the first glove: "I'm not talking to you." "I'm blocking you." or post information like "I was mad at you, didnt you realize it?"... anyways, all blahs aside, I'm am the righteous one, at least i wouldnt be dissin her in public like last night. I have a feeling that this topic will recur, so for contingent purposes, I'll have my statement prepared for the next bout if need be. oh, and the sister says verbally she doesnt care about our tiff, but nonverbally, its clear what her attitude is... really, plz.

Oh yeah, shout outz to van, hitting another birthday year, I'm guessin 22... cuz hes been buying alky since last year...

I'll finish this later... or not... watever...

SUPA INFATUASIAN MODE.

i learned alot more from the conversation.... yay, getting to know ppl, like, ppl think im viet stil.... STILL... wtf? vicky!!! and also that not everyone loves japanese ppl... so, I'm gonna try to break down who is trying to be who... tw ppl wanna be japanese, mainland ones wanna be... korean? vietnamese wanna be, chinese? i think thats how it goes, im not too sure... so what are k and j ppl try ing to be.?

oh, also, you know some gurl looks ass bangin hot if she still looks good in a small white tshirt, aand denim jeans... *sweat*. yup... that was well worth taking the longer path towards marston from reitz. man, i want a digicam now.... fudge.

serenity

one of the most serene and tranquil scenes you can view, besides snowfall in midday blanketing a city or field or school, is night mist after a rain shower... how the mist creates a halo effect for all lights, how it fogs the distance so light can't penetrate past a 1/4 mile, how everything looks so, dim, yet bright, and how the air feels wonderful... what a nice night.... but I like snow better...

This is how I lovvve snow... , how it makes me look kewl....

YAY SNOWWW


Damn, this is the worst architecture sun dial ive ever seen. who made this crap?

I gotta sleep earlier, no more stayups till 7am...

Exams today, and tomorrow... dont expect a thing till tomorrow.

I got this from Dyang, younger alumni of tas, who obviously reprezents cali, or la, by the grammar style of his mah, and amerika, and ah, and stuff... (If i ever go to cali, LA, or SF, and i start talkin like that, someone shoot me)

I AM: now, and forever shall be, your friend
I THINK: I'm too infatuated, because this is the worse one this year, isnt it...
I KNOW: I'm getting old, its pretty obvious when you are the only one at ECASU who can legally drink.
I WANT: closure; her; to get to law school.
I HAVE: one kick ass jacket that makes me feel all powerful
I WISH: my wishes came true, that id win, that i was lucky
I HATE: going to sleep late, cuz really, i need 4 hours of sleep at least... not 2 hours... god dammit
I MISS: my lost loves, my dog, my family ties, my wai gong, myhome, my childhood, my school academic accolades
I FEAR: ripping apart lobsters, decapping shrimps, dissecting, rejection, long slow death
I FEEL: I should have been more aggressive and assertive, but yet, i am me, standing beside myself
I HEAR: the seconds of my life go slowly by as i type this and you read it
I SMELL: like crap, cuz i havent showered in a while, and I ran outta listerine...
I CRAVE: black pearl milk tea, shanghai express Chicken Brocc and Chicken FRice
I SEARCH: for my soulmate all the time, when I can, i know shes here.
I REGRET: not having been more closer to my cheer girls, and not being good enough for new york for 2 years.
I LOVE: nothing, except to sit around and waste my life; talking about tas, classmates as models, times at SPHS, PPHS, MFMS
I ACHE: from sleeping in cold dark places, where they dont give you a pillow for your soft neck
I LONG: for a second and third chance...
I CARE: for the people I really love, when the time comes, when the need arises, when they call for me.
I ALWAYS: do a double take, if its worthwhile
I AM NOT: a hater, a poser, a loser, a faker, or a player. I'm a driver. the contingent leader.
I BELIEVE: that for all my shortcomings and fallouts, God will deal me my royal flush soon, before i hit the big world
I DANCE: club rave style, not yet on those ball room chacha things
I SING: like i should be on american idol
I CRY: when my inner bottle bursts open, when i lose control, when tests rape me, when i go insane, when your words touch me.
I DO NOT ALWAYS: smile, contrary to popular belief; gossip, because i don't, really... at least with ppl in this country (asia, however...)
I FIGHT: with myself, with my enemies, with my siblings, with stupid pussies.
I WRITE: because you should understand my life; write here, on the blogger, unless its down, then I go xanga;
I WIN: when im good
I LOSE: when im bad
I NEVER: let the woman pay, if she lets me.
I CONFUSE: alot of people, because I am unique, because of that.
I LISTEN: to my mom, my brother, my father, my inner child, the one i suppressed with qtips
I CAN USUALLY BE FOUND: next to my cell phone, if i have it on me, and its on... and i dont hate you.
I AM SCARED: of the future, the real world, of what im gonna do next, where im goin
I NEED: a girl to ride ride ride, i need a girl to be my wife, i need a girl thats mine all mine, i need a girl, in my life
I AM HAPPY: when those special people call me, when i rape exams, when i do something ive never done b4
I SHOULD: sleep earlier, go to class, caught up with my lectures... that stuff

Save this, dont try to open it<=== tight mike battle, JIN FREESTYLE, WHY DIDNT someone tell me about him??.

Kaila Yu? for realz?!?!

I'm hoping this link I snagged from JLin's site is for the real girl, and not the fake as crap MichelleBranch one, who has NO pictures watsoever...


Ok, someone first translate this for me, cuz its going too fast and my vocab has gotten rusty

SOOOOSigns I am so lazy for school... Wake up noon, go to best buy at 1 to do h/w research, stay till 3pm playing Bond, get back, print up the hw, write it up in chickenscratch, turn it in... hows that for lazy but fast.... I think I have to thank Angela's phone call for waking me up, since my phone's alarm obviously isnt helpful anymore


WannaBe Bikers, this is not how you wanna start off preschool, ok?

I am really paranoid because of this dilemma... my own personal dilemma that I've galvanized into one of those sever alert status colors, like fuschia or something... if this were just a normal hottie to drool at, like the normal ones, it would be just a usual temporary crisis... but there is something more... that is bringing this problem to a higher level, not because of the stupid time crisis, but because of my sudden coyness... really... its like, what i want to really say isn't coming out, cuz its jammed in the door of my vocal cords, so instead the stupid ass and obnoxious vocals slip through and take over, making me look like a dorkk. ack, if only there was an outside the workplace encounter... but thats for the All Mighty to help me out with, that and scoring me the $33 million lotto. "Just call in a tactical strike, three A-10s, and get the pain overwith, dont wait for the Scud Storm to attack." ~?!?~


This is just plain disgusting... dont ever use those dishes again.


This is my feelings toward Kieu's kat, with a side of spring rolls.


Sign language made easy.

I'm outta here, another day to waste..

Secret


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The possibles are here, though I think I should be mystery.

I'm a freshman, I've gone back in time

Jim commented this last entry, the sunday one... about my slow computer

Haha,, OR signs that you need to buy your own gaming system: when you spend all your free time and days on end in a friend's dorm room playing Megaman Legends! / MegaMan X4 AND taking turns with another friend, while the friend(who lives in that dormroom) is sleeping

HAHA remember that freshman year jon?
good times... good times... =)

Then I just realized, not only did I do that at RAyray's house with Jim, im doing this at phong's house with scott, taking turns on generals... holy shit.. I'm a freshman again.. the circle is complete... ahh..!!! this is freaky...

I wish I was a freshman again... not only cuz of the stupid attempt at being an engineer, but b/c then I'd be stayin in school....

oh, and I do believe you, jim, are forgetting Parappa and BustaMove (japan, not bubblebobble) oh and all those stupid playing tekken 3 nights... you guys, not me...

I am 39% evil. Take the test :: koolplace.com

FUCK!

I had a huge post i did to recap the last three days, but my crappy ass of a computer( yes you dear, I hate you, I want my new system now... when I get her, I'm dumping you for a faster ho, hows that biznatch?!?) decided to anally rape-fuck me by freezing when I didnt post the entry yet, I had to restart the damn bitch!!! fuck... and I thought I was a step ahead when she refreshed the browser, where I copied the shit to the clipboard... fuck, you are a sly ho... alright, I'm going to condense this to short thourght of what happened... minus all the rhetoric thoughts...

"Nice house, looks like one chili stayed at b4" thats all I could say? I am such a quiet dork

breakdown time.

spent most the weekend playing C&c G at phongs, where scott laughs for my poor micromanage skills.... took test friday, stole shit from school, bentos wit leo and javi from MIA, Old school wit the kat crew (funny as fuck, go watch it)... gamed... slept all daylight, went to barrio (filipino dance) wit liz, met up with ecasu crew... had fun, oogled and photoed trinh (shes not high priority anymore, but her doe-eyes gaze can pierce any man) (btw Jenny, I want my damn film back, are you gonna give them back or you just gonna hoard all the pix of the kguys? helo? and pick up your damn phone!!) went to bentos (again, sorry) with ecasu, ran into KJohn, hooked him up with MildSevens... realized I cant smoke anymore... makes me lightheaded (not like I smoke anyways, tentatively), introduced to Richard (Kversion of jen's psycho ex-mike... whos a fucking bastard for destroying my flamedramon, fucker)... roxy and amanda, all who i ran into at the movie last night...

went home, i meant, to phongs house to take advantage of his computer again... and laugh at scotts bad sleeping postures... went to get sushi from vick at tt's house... elated and dissapointed... went back, played more games, slept all morning, woke up... uneventful chores sunday... didnt see melissa today (now im just depressed)...back to phongs... chiken wings, I think I've met every roomate now... hmm... generals till 3am... got back, blogged, got ass-pissed after micron decided to freeze on me and fuck my entry over... and now here I am... and now I'm done...

poining thoughts: Yu's dreams are scaring me... mine are just happy ones I cant control, boo... and Vicky is totally not helping me... lousy little friend's sister.... ask me what do I want to do, what ideas... I dont have ideas... thats usually the case with this situation, hello?!? these are on the fly decisions now... how bout more getting to know stuff... and not makin them give you a squinty eye look mean look when you lambast orlando and root NY (who still kicked magic ass..) oh, but a light hug was elating... yeeeee.... ok, im done

Ok, thats all... hopefully I wont have trouble like this, though my shit is due , hw, monday and i didnt do it yet... nope... laters

signs you need a new computer

when you have to play games you d/l buy over at your friend's house, soo much that you stay days on end...

too tired to write, ill write tonite... i think