haha, don't worry, i haven't given up on the blog. just busy in chicago visiting the family and such
it took me a while day to come to a revalation though...
i thought of it while sitting in a gmc truck watching snow fall outside an abandoned insurance agency:
People,
We are all individual snowflakes,
fragile, unique, pretty.
But what happens when a bunch of us get together?
We turn into a pile of unattractive snow.
When you finally meet that someone,
who is unique and right for you.
You bond with them, and they melt you.
And you turn into a drop of water.
By Luke
god damn that was a masterpiece
Monday, December 08, 2003
Tuesday, December 02, 2003
So happy now. Got my grade on a group project and we got an A.
Everyone wrote about me being the "glue" of the whole project, the one who led and organized and outlined everything. feels so good.
ah but i lose the time when i'm with laura, i haven't updated much, sorry folks.
well i'm random, so i guess i'll post more randomly. :P
i had something really witty to say but now its gone.
Everyone wrote about me being the "glue" of the whole project, the one who led and organized and outlined everything. feels so good.
ah but i lose the time when i'm with laura, i haven't updated much, sorry folks.
well i'm random, so i guess i'll post more randomly. :P
i had something really witty to say but now its gone.
Thursday, November 20, 2003
Ah, i'm at work right now, its finally quited down from all those calls about the new csun system. now i can blog like the old days.
Haiku:
Eating Pretzel Flips
I enjoy a lovely break
from monotony.
Doesn't it make you happy when someone is in pain? you sicko.
Doesn't it make you sad when someone else is happy? you cad.
I snack too damn much. I never eat meals, i just snack. I did my group presentation today. It sucked that we couldn't get the projector to work. Our entire project was based on it. So we just winged it, on improv. I improv'ed my whole intro, it was great. and i improved the ending. not so great.
For my presentation I used a bottle of V8 to represent a can of tomatoes. bad? spicy V8.
i got to drink it afterward. i hate eating tomatoes but drinking them is cool.
Haiku:
Eating Pretzel Flips
I enjoy a lovely break
from monotony.
Doesn't it make you happy when someone is in pain? you sicko.
Doesn't it make you sad when someone else is happy? you cad.
I snack too damn much. I never eat meals, i just snack. I did my group presentation today. It sucked that we couldn't get the projector to work. Our entire project was based on it. So we just winged it, on improv. I improv'ed my whole intro, it was great. and i improved the ending. not so great.
For my presentation I used a bottle of V8 to represent a can of tomatoes. bad? spicy V8.
i got to drink it afterward. i hate eating tomatoes but drinking them is cool.
did you ever get that feeling you're doing exactly something that someone else has done just recently this day, week, or month?
did you ever see someone else do something you've already done, and go "pah-shah!"?
happens to all the luke time.
luke thinks that talking about himself in the third person could seriously damage his lobes.
someday when my kids read this they will ask me what are lobes. then they will ask me what pauly shore and encino man are.
life is a never ending string of questions, hanging from a faint logical idea.
"is" is a strong word. "is like" is less strong, but just as meaningful.
two of my exes met each other today. its kinda like when in back to the future part two the same person sees himself in the future and faints. they either faint or it creates a time paradox that destroys the universe.
Foods of the week:
Jabbars pork rinds.
Save-on pork rinds
Jalapeno Beef jerky.
Reeses pieces.
King's Burger Quesadillas.
not very healthy but its luke logic that says if i only drink water it'll be ok.
pork rinds sure are a devils food. kind of disgusting when you think about it. pig skin should be made into footballs not food.
i found a new alley at csun where i can purchase snacks. hence some of the above snack list. the alley that leads to the arcade was closed. i turned my bike around.
i remember first getting into quesadillas. they were cooked to me in wheat tortillas, warm and fresh. i couldn't eat them all.
its the details that count. and yes i do remember the details, of everything. i remember the best part of each girlfriend i had. what the favorite thing i liked them to wear, the favorite place to hold them. its these things you gotta be fit to forget. we all are to blame.
i remember star wars at disneyland, one of my favorites, somebody elses worst.
what do you have to do to get someone to believe you? i hate when people don't believe me.
i remember thailand (ah yes finally fufilling one of my previous blog promises - to talk about thailand)
in 3 words decribe thailand?
1.smelly
2.hot
3.hot
thailand was a blur of faces and a buffet of food. ask me about it sometime.
did you ever see someone else do something you've already done, and go "pah-shah!"?
happens to all the luke time.
luke thinks that talking about himself in the third person could seriously damage his lobes.
someday when my kids read this they will ask me what are lobes. then they will ask me what pauly shore and encino man are.
life is a never ending string of questions, hanging from a faint logical idea.
"is" is a strong word. "is like" is less strong, but just as meaningful.
two of my exes met each other today. its kinda like when in back to the future part two the same person sees himself in the future and faints. they either faint or it creates a time paradox that destroys the universe.
Foods of the week:
Jabbars pork rinds.
Save-on pork rinds
Jalapeno Beef jerky.
Reeses pieces.
King's Burger Quesadillas.
not very healthy but its luke logic that says if i only drink water it'll be ok.
pork rinds sure are a devils food. kind of disgusting when you think about it. pig skin should be made into footballs not food.
i found a new alley at csun where i can purchase snacks. hence some of the above snack list. the alley that leads to the arcade was closed. i turned my bike around.
i remember first getting into quesadillas. they were cooked to me in wheat tortillas, warm and fresh. i couldn't eat them all.
its the details that count. and yes i do remember the details, of everything. i remember the best part of each girlfriend i had. what the favorite thing i liked them to wear, the favorite place to hold them. its these things you gotta be fit to forget. we all are to blame.
i remember star wars at disneyland, one of my favorites, somebody elses worst.
what do you have to do to get someone to believe you? i hate when people don't believe me.
i remember thailand (ah yes finally fufilling one of my previous blog promises - to talk about thailand)
in 3 words decribe thailand?
1.smelly
2.hot
3.hot
thailand was a blur of faces and a buffet of food. ask me about it sometime.
my AAS100 essay sounds like a theatrical trailer: (unfinished)
The San Fernando Valley, my how it has changed. Imagine a time when there was no Northridge, no Jack-in-the-box, no CSUN, just farmland as far as the eye could see. A land where the wind blew carefree and the people took after it. This was the time back before World War II. This was that the time the Japanese Americans enjoyed and worked on the land.
Back when Northridge was North Los Angeles, much of that land was tilled by the people from “The Land of the Rising Sun”. They once owned the land and put their heart and soul into their crops. The land they lived in was mostly a flat, fertile basin that we call the San Fernando Valley today. Not much civilization, it was just the early times of the Valley. They thought to themselves, who would want to live here? They came to America for opportunity and a chance, but what they got was discrimination and a hair’s width of dignity from the jobs they would have to take.
Forced into lower-class jobs by the predominantly white middle class, the Japanese would not be beaten so easily. They started farms, hotels, outposts, general stores, and fisheries. They grew tomatoes and asparagus and lettuce and corn. They raised their families and educated their children. If America didn’t accept them, it would have to assimilate them.
Laws came and laws went, mostly hindering all their efforts. They couldn’t own land if they weren’t citizens, and if they were citizens on paper, in the eyes of America they still were “Japs”. The culmination of this racism was their internment into the camps in 1942.
The San Fernando Valley, my how it has changed. Imagine a time when there was no Northridge, no Jack-in-the-box, no CSUN, just farmland as far as the eye could see. A land where the wind blew carefree and the people took after it. This was the time back before World War II. This was that the time the Japanese Americans enjoyed and worked on the land.
Back when Northridge was North Los Angeles, much of that land was tilled by the people from “The Land of the Rising Sun”. They once owned the land and put their heart and soul into their crops. The land they lived in was mostly a flat, fertile basin that we call the San Fernando Valley today. Not much civilization, it was just the early times of the Valley. They thought to themselves, who would want to live here? They came to America for opportunity and a chance, but what they got was discrimination and a hair’s width of dignity from the jobs they would have to take.
Forced into lower-class jobs by the predominantly white middle class, the Japanese would not be beaten so easily. They started farms, hotels, outposts, general stores, and fisheries. They grew tomatoes and asparagus and lettuce and corn. They raised their families and educated their children. If America didn’t accept them, it would have to assimilate them.
Laws came and laws went, mostly hindering all their efforts. They couldn’t own land if they weren’t citizens, and if they were citizens on paper, in the eyes of America they still were “Japs”. The culmination of this racism was their internment into the camps in 1942.
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
lets see, this weekend.
went to disney land
worked on 2 group projects
had a physics midterm
and that puts me about..... here.
i rented a contemporary japanese samurai flick, it was a parody of the genre, hilarious (memorable moment: "nipple shock attaaaaaaaaack!!!!") and the movie "comedian" by jerry seinfeld today from blockbuster (snorable). total = 9.48.... wtf, thats more expensive than seeing a movie at the theatre with popcorn. WTF they weren't even new releases or anything.
Let me tell you about disneyland. What I learned my second time there, is that you can have Christmas in November on an 80 degree day. Only morons in california can get away with that i guess.
I also learned the little intricacies of being a person in a disney character suit. There were a lot more there this time than when my mom and i went during summer.
They were all dressed up too, in x-mas attire. Is attire a better word than garb?
Well anyway, they have a little ritual when i noticed when you go to take a picture with them.
Let's take tigger for example...:
Tigger greets you by getting in a legs spread apart stance ("horse stance" if you've ever been in karate)
he then waves with one hand and put his other hand on his hip
while he does this he nods his head (i think the person inside sees though his neck or chest, not his eyes)
after you walk up, he holds his arms out, this is when you decide how your going to pose him for your picture.
for a two person pose, he'll put his arms around each person, and then nod his head a few more times
after you put him through as many pics and poses as you want and that are reasonable, i guess you pull away from him and either shake his hand, give a high five, or hug him
while doing this he nods and bounces around
you say "bye tigger" and thats his cue for the next person.
its all very animated and sad once you realize the person has to do that for hours straight
i guess you learn the intricasies of touch and go relationships. you learn in that suit how do deal with people for a 2 minute span of time.
i just wonder how many variations of the ritual there are...
what if a camera breaks down? what if a kid cries? or adult cries?
it must feel so good to the person in the suit to have something different come up. its like having sex a different way for once.
every picture they take is like a one night stand. you'll never see the person again, but for that moment, you know you're the man. and they'll remember you forever if they don't do that kind of thing all the time.
kinky tho, they like to take pictures.
yes. in conclusion, the disney characters in disneyland are sluts.
i don't think i should elaborate on the more "funner" parts of the weekend. got to keep this thing pg-13 if you know what i mean. ;)
went to disney land
worked on 2 group projects
had a physics midterm
and that puts me about..... here.
i rented a contemporary japanese samurai flick, it was a parody of the genre, hilarious (memorable moment: "nipple shock attaaaaaaaaack!!!!") and the movie "comedian" by jerry seinfeld today from blockbuster (snorable). total = 9.48.... wtf, thats more expensive than seeing a movie at the theatre with popcorn. WTF they weren't even new releases or anything.
Let me tell you about disneyland. What I learned my second time there, is that you can have Christmas in November on an 80 degree day. Only morons in california can get away with that i guess.
I also learned the little intricacies of being a person in a disney character suit. There were a lot more there this time than when my mom and i went during summer.
They were all dressed up too, in x-mas attire. Is attire a better word than garb?
Well anyway, they have a little ritual when i noticed when you go to take a picture with them.
Let's take tigger for example...:
Tigger greets you by getting in a legs spread apart stance ("horse stance" if you've ever been in karate)
he then waves with one hand and put his other hand on his hip
while he does this he nods his head (i think the person inside sees though his neck or chest, not his eyes)
after you walk up, he holds his arms out, this is when you decide how your going to pose him for your picture.
for a two person pose, he'll put his arms around each person, and then nod his head a few more times
after you put him through as many pics and poses as you want and that are reasonable, i guess you pull away from him and either shake his hand, give a high five, or hug him
while doing this he nods and bounces around
you say "bye tigger" and thats his cue for the next person.
its all very animated and sad once you realize the person has to do that for hours straight
i guess you learn the intricasies of touch and go relationships. you learn in that suit how do deal with people for a 2 minute span of time.
i just wonder how many variations of the ritual there are...
what if a camera breaks down? what if a kid cries? or adult cries?
it must feel so good to the person in the suit to have something different come up. its like having sex a different way for once.
every picture they take is like a one night stand. you'll never see the person again, but for that moment, you know you're the man. and they'll remember you forever if they don't do that kind of thing all the time.
kinky tho, they like to take pictures.
yes. in conclusion, the disney characters in disneyland are sluts.
i don't think i should elaborate on the more "funner" parts of the weekend. got to keep this thing pg-13 if you know what i mean. ;)
Monday, November 10, 2003
failure by design by Brand New.
free pass to deja vu.
wintasks v4.4
Battlefield 1942.
kill bill the screener.
warcraft no cd crack.
bit torrents.
shorcuts.
radiohead.
armin van burin.
pics.
thank you for listening to my desktop
whats a desktop? some old guy calls 818-677-1400, and asks for Luke.
don't expect any posts for a while. i need to live life, and get away from this glowing box of boredom relief.
free pass to deja vu.
wintasks v4.4
Battlefield 1942.
kill bill the screener.
warcraft no cd crack.
bit torrents.
shorcuts.
radiohead.
armin van burin.
pics.
thank you for listening to my desktop
whats a desktop? some old guy calls 818-677-1400, and asks for Luke.
don't expect any posts for a while. i need to live life, and get away from this glowing box of boredom relief.
insomnia bites.
fuck that movielife song, i think this sums it up better
more chobits.
more oh my goddess.
fuck that movielife song, i think this sums it up better
more chobits.
more oh my goddess.
koi ni ochita.
the movielife - another friend
theres some other stuff i have to let off my mind.
but it will have to wait for later.
the movielife - another friend
theres some other stuff i have to let off my mind.
but it will have to wait for later.
someones playing with my mind. :) but i like it.
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No matter how you hear it or say it, it always comes out the same.
Let's just be friends echoes in my mind. Repercussions and renewals of non-faith stem from the same phrase over and over in my head.
I peel a sticker off that was on my phone. Its one of those sanrio stickers no bigger than your fingernail. Its faded and worn. A sign of the times?
Then on the other hand, I look at the 5 other new stickers just like the one on my phone, and i see a bright picture of 2 happy people. One making a kissy face and the other mouth wide open looking like he was laughing out loud.
Laura and I decided to go the friend route. I don't really know why. Maybe its those differences that stab you in the butt. Could it be that for once my gut instinct was wrong? Aw, who am I kidding, its always been wrong, its just a matter of HOW wrong.
A palmful of polaroids and a few sanrio stickers might be all I have to show.
It isn't, however. We'll see what steak and and the teacups have in store.
Does that put me back on the market? I'd hope not. Luke meat probably isn't that valued anymore.
We never really were going out. Not officially. And no "L" words ocurred. Just our names. Over and over.
Other things that happened:
I need some donuts.
My mom bought my flight tickets, guess I won't be going to TheighLand after all.
Got back to grass roots with roomates
Read a book. Readed a novel. Readeded a lot. Jackie Chans life.
Semi-fixed dad's computer.
Cleaned!?! need i say more?
final thoughts.:
i can't help being a puppy. woman's best friend.
Let's just be friends echoes in my mind. Repercussions and renewals of non-faith stem from the same phrase over and over in my head.
I peel a sticker off that was on my phone. Its one of those sanrio stickers no bigger than your fingernail. Its faded and worn. A sign of the times?
Then on the other hand, I look at the 5 other new stickers just like the one on my phone, and i see a bright picture of 2 happy people. One making a kissy face and the other mouth wide open looking like he was laughing out loud.
Laura and I decided to go the friend route. I don't really know why. Maybe its those differences that stab you in the butt. Could it be that for once my gut instinct was wrong? Aw, who am I kidding, its always been wrong, its just a matter of HOW wrong.
A palmful of polaroids and a few sanrio stickers might be all I have to show.
It isn't, however. We'll see what steak and and the teacups have in store.
Does that put me back on the market? I'd hope not. Luke meat probably isn't that valued anymore.
We never really were going out. Not officially. And no "L" words ocurred. Just our names. Over and over.
Other things that happened:
I need some donuts.
My mom bought my flight tickets, guess I won't be going to TheighLand after all.
Got back to grass roots with roomates
Read a book. Readed a novel. Readeded a lot. Jackie Chans life.
Semi-fixed dad's computer.
Cleaned!?! need i say more?
final thoughts.:
i can't help being a puppy. woman's best friend.
Thursday, November 06, 2003
I fell asleep today and woke up with a headache. from 6-9 i was comatose. it felt so good while i was doing it, i didn't want to stop. I wake up and realize i missed going to the movies with my friends, meeting my friend at the coffee shop, and class.
I fell asleep on my physics book.
So. Me and jeff got the client. we are setting up computers for the hungry fox on sherman way. our check = $870.00
I fucken cant find out the name of that alkaline trio song. i'm convinced it doesnt exist now.
"turn your radio off, theres nothing on the airwaves but...." god i wish i knew the lyrics more so i could look it up proper.
I've hit a guitar dead end. I ca't really learn new stuff. I can, but i mean its boring to me.
its time to seek professional help.
Time for Official Luke statements:
About the fire:
Philisophical view - It's nice to know the whorld is still chaotic and can go up in flames at anytime
Humorous view - I didn't start the fire. It was always burning since the worlds been turning.
About governor Arnold:
Philisophical View - Just like Reagan.
Humorous view - don't even get me started...
fuck naps. now i won't get to sleep until like 6 am.
I fell asleep on my physics book.
So. Me and jeff got the client. we are setting up computers for the hungry fox on sherman way. our check = $870.00
I fucken cant find out the name of that alkaline trio song. i'm convinced it doesnt exist now.
"turn your radio off, theres nothing on the airwaves but...." god i wish i knew the lyrics more so i could look it up proper.
I've hit a guitar dead end. I ca't really learn new stuff. I can, but i mean its boring to me.
its time to seek professional help.
Time for Official Luke statements:
About the fire:
Philisophical view - It's nice to know the whorld is still chaotic and can go up in flames at anytime
Humorous view - I didn't start the fire. It was always burning since the worlds been turning.
About governor Arnold:
Philisophical View - Just like Reagan.
Humorous view - don't even get me started...
fuck naps. now i won't get to sleep until like 6 am.
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
fucking junk mail.
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Todays theme:
stealing from other peoples websites,
(please don't sue)
-----------------------------------------------
Attention Whoring 22.73%
You do a little dance whenever someone friends you 20.7%
all i seem to offer up are dischords, and every note that comes out of me sounds out of key.
KEATING:
No Mr. Overstreet, it wasn't just "guys",
we weren't a Greek organization, we were
romantics. We didn't just read poetry,
we let it drip from our tongues like honey.
Spirits soared, women swooned, and gods
were created, gentlemen, not a bad way to
spend an evening eh? Thank you Mr. Perry
for this trip down amnesia lane. Burn that,
especially my picture.
**well i tried to IM the owner of the website who's site i stole that off of, but they weren't on. that gives me the automatic right to use it!
--
Now stepping back into reality....
I had ordered two Pizza Hut P'zones yesternight, and todayt hey are gone. Fucking awesome shit to eat right there.
It's not that I don't like arguing with my roomates. Arguing is good if oyu get something out of it. When you argue you should learn something about the other person. Values. But when I argue with my roomates i learn the same old thing over and over again. they don't how to argue. and whats sad is jabbar is on this debate team thing. HAHAHAHAHA. he does the same thing over and over. pin thing on me personally to get away from what we are really talking about. deflection. david just defends by simply saying the opposite of whatever i say.
can you determine just where in that last paragraph i started getting lazy with punctuation? good for you, i owe you a pizza. or a p'zone. can we share it?
i wonder where the fuck the time goes when i'm with laura. i wake up the next day with cool hair and need to move my car.
my car is dying. 1600 bucks for nothing.
I like reading random people's blogs. it exapnds on what you know. theres a saying i'd like to make up just now. "Know as much about your friends as you do your enemies, but a little more. Know more about your enemies than your friends, but a little less. Know generally about everyone and around you, but less than the person right next to you."
ok that adage got a little out of hand. i'll shorten it one day.
shit like i posted from other people's sites makes me think. i like that, i wish i could randomly tell them they rock.
how can Jeff be my best friend when he's Jabbars best friend.
its kinda like when you're in middle school and everyone has 5 best friends.
aww man i just left a turtle head int he bathroom.... that one's not to pleasant to figure out, so don't try.
know whats a wierd feeling? sleeping at 6 pm, flashes of waking up to see your phone ring on silent, your best friend try to wake you up, but leave you alone because he thought you were depressed. THEN waking up 5 minutes afterward to a dark empty house and seeing yourself in the mirror.
THATS a wierd feeling. knowing you dissed HOW many people to sleep????
why is this blog so long? thats what she said.
maybe its because i have something to say about everything.
tighty whiteys suck
ok stop.
stealing from other peoples websites,
(please don't sue)
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Attention Whoring 22.73%
You do a little dance whenever someone friends you 20.7%
all i seem to offer up are dischords, and every note that comes out of me sounds out of key.
KEATING:
No Mr. Overstreet, it wasn't just "guys",
we weren't a Greek organization, we were
romantics. We didn't just read poetry,
we let it drip from our tongues like honey.
Spirits soared, women swooned, and gods
were created, gentlemen, not a bad way to
spend an evening eh? Thank you Mr. Perry
for this trip down amnesia lane. Burn that,
especially my picture.
**well i tried to IM the owner of the website who's site i stole that off of, but they weren't on. that gives me the automatic right to use it!
--
Now stepping back into reality....
I had ordered two Pizza Hut P'zones yesternight, and todayt hey are gone. Fucking awesome shit to eat right there.
It's not that I don't like arguing with my roomates. Arguing is good if oyu get something out of it. When you argue you should learn something about the other person. Values. But when I argue with my roomates i learn the same old thing over and over again. they don't how to argue. and whats sad is jabbar is on this debate team thing. HAHAHAHAHA. he does the same thing over and over. pin thing on me personally to get away from what we are really talking about. deflection. david just defends by simply saying the opposite of whatever i say.
can you determine just where in that last paragraph i started getting lazy with punctuation? good for you, i owe you a pizza. or a p'zone. can we share it?
i wonder where the fuck the time goes when i'm with laura. i wake up the next day with cool hair and need to move my car.
my car is dying. 1600 bucks for nothing.
I like reading random people's blogs. it exapnds on what you know. theres a saying i'd like to make up just now. "Know as much about your friends as you do your enemies, but a little more. Know more about your enemies than your friends, but a little less. Know generally about everyone and around you, but less than the person right next to you."
ok that adage got a little out of hand. i'll shorten it one day.
shit like i posted from other people's sites makes me think. i like that, i wish i could randomly tell them they rock.
how can Jeff be my best friend when he's Jabbars best friend.
its kinda like when you're in middle school and everyone has 5 best friends.
aww man i just left a turtle head int he bathroom.... that one's not to pleasant to figure out, so don't try.
know whats a wierd feeling? sleeping at 6 pm, flashes of waking up to see your phone ring on silent, your best friend try to wake you up, but leave you alone because he thought you were depressed. THEN waking up 5 minutes afterward to a dark empty house and seeing yourself in the mirror.
THATS a wierd feeling. knowing you dissed HOW many people to sleep????
why is this blog so long? thats what she said.
maybe its because i have something to say about everything.
tighty whiteys suck
ok stop.
Sunday, November 02, 2003
Here's a story of coincidence:
a year before i was born, my father was in business with this guy bob, at pacific aquatics, a store they owned together.
bob is in business with sommai, they bought ownership of a restuarant in north hollywood. just last week. they saved their whole lives.
sommai used to be my manager at dennys, and i once told her i was into computers, and could do anything with them.
sommai knows my father.
my father knows me.
so sommai calls my father, now my father calls me to set up the computers in this restaurant.
he doesnt know bob works there. the same guy he owned the store with more than 20 years ago and hasnt seen since.
i'm obliged to do it for free.
wierd stuff.
a year before i was born, my father was in business with this guy bob, at pacific aquatics, a store they owned together.
bob is in business with sommai, they bought ownership of a restuarant in north hollywood. just last week. they saved their whole lives.
sommai used to be my manager at dennys, and i once told her i was into computers, and could do anything with them.
sommai knows my father.
my father knows me.
so sommai calls my father, now my father calls me to set up the computers in this restaurant.
he doesnt know bob works there. the same guy he owned the store with more than 20 years ago and hasnt seen since.
i'm obliged to do it for free.
wierd stuff.
cleaned my room, but no laundry yet....
i think people have started to placed bets...
not much blogging.
downloaded some new punk songs. favorite new one is Left Me Spinning by Early November.
I feel like a loafer. mooching of my girlfriend and never getting anything done.
she tells me to save, to have a brighter looking future. but my wallet tells me not to look in it because its been dark since a long time in the past.
today is on fire. the sky is bleeding on me. and i am blistered.
like a bad star. i'm falling faster down to earth.
yeah i know its boring to hear people recite lyrics on their blogs. but its no better than talking about sports...
The lakers won!!!! OMG!!!!! The Timberwolves have a new player!!!!!!! OMGGG!!!!
fuck them. who cares.
its like how my roomates watch mail call all the time on the history channel, they want to learn more about the military or something so they can recite how fast an AIM missle flies in miles per hour. does that make them more manly? are they worried they'll be on a quiz show that will ask them that.
everybody has different tastes i guess
tv is evil. so is the computer, but its less evil ;P
was bummed. didnt get to go with laura to the queen mary. woulda been fun i think.
everybody had work and other plans, so only dave and jong were gonna go with. i feel funny putting them together. but they'd make a good gay couple i guess....
ok, anyway. i now know what the crimson and clover, over and over, is in Praise Chorus by Jimmy Eat World. It was a song by simon and garfunkel and later pat benetar. neat song.
random things i've learned:
prime rib at black anus is salty, fatty and overcooked.
guys always size things up
laura cant hold 1 shot
random things i did:
picked all the vegtables out of a curry at a second rate chinese restuarant with flickering lights
something about my finger
did the dishes!!!!! on my own!!!!
i think people have started to placed bets...
not much blogging.
downloaded some new punk songs. favorite new one is Left Me Spinning by Early November.
I feel like a loafer. mooching of my girlfriend and never getting anything done.
she tells me to save, to have a brighter looking future. but my wallet tells me not to look in it because its been dark since a long time in the past.
today is on fire. the sky is bleeding on me. and i am blistered.
like a bad star. i'm falling faster down to earth.
yeah i know its boring to hear people recite lyrics on their blogs. but its no better than talking about sports...
The lakers won!!!! OMG!!!!! The Timberwolves have a new player!!!!!!! OMGGG!!!!
fuck them. who cares.
its like how my roomates watch mail call all the time on the history channel, they want to learn more about the military or something so they can recite how fast an AIM missle flies in miles per hour. does that make them more manly? are they worried they'll be on a quiz show that will ask them that.
everybody has different tastes i guess
tv is evil. so is the computer, but its less evil ;P
was bummed. didnt get to go with laura to the queen mary. woulda been fun i think.
everybody had work and other plans, so only dave and jong were gonna go with. i feel funny putting them together. but they'd make a good gay couple i guess....
ok, anyway. i now know what the crimson and clover, over and over, is in Praise Chorus by Jimmy Eat World. It was a song by simon and garfunkel and later pat benetar. neat song.
random things i've learned:
prime rib at black anus is salty, fatty and overcooked.
guys always size things up
laura cant hold 1 shot
random things i did:
picked all the vegtables out of a curry at a second rate chinese restuarant with flickering lights
something about my finger
did the dishes!!!!! on my own!!!!
Friday, October 31, 2003
almost getting to the laundry
soon. very soon.
turn our music down. and we whisper.
Things I have bought from Wal-mart to eat instead of Vons (in order of importance)
1. Chicken-in-a-biscuit crackers
2. ross swiss chemical orange juice, gallon
3. cheez-it crackers, garlic and parmesean (logo on back: Get Your Own Box")
4. white grape juice (unopened)
5. 1 box donuts, glazed
6. reeses halloween candy, eaten
soon. very soon.
turn our music down. and we whisper.
Things I have bought from Wal-mart to eat instead of Vons (in order of importance)
1. Chicken-in-a-biscuit crackers
2. ross swiss chemical orange juice, gallon
3. cheez-it crackers, garlic and parmesean (logo on back: Get Your Own Box")
4. white grape juice (unopened)
5. 1 box donuts, glazed
6. reeses halloween candy, eaten
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
My name is Luke. I don't know much about my name, and I've been able to research little of it my whole life, but I'll tell you what I know. I was born in 1981 and around that time the "Star Wars" movies had been coming out. As we all probably know, Luke Skywalker is the main character in the trilogy. One day my mother asked my father if "Luke" meant anything in Thai, which is my father's languege. It did have a meaning. It meant "baby", and that's what my father told my mother. There you go, the double meaning of my first name.
My last name isn't so easy. In fact, every place I've been to reearch it had come up with nothing. I know in Thai "glup" means to pray or show respect, and "ngam" means water. So my last name could be interpreted in english as "holy water". When my Uncle came here, he came at a different time than my father, and at immigration he took a different spelling of the last name. That different spelling is Klupngam, which my little cousins have today. Thats about all I've been able to find out on my last name.
I've hated my last name my whole life, and for most of the begining of my life I've hated my first name as well. Luke rhymes with a lot of bad things for schoolboys to taunt with. Not that I would take the taunting. I was big for my age back then.
So my mom is white (swedish and german) and my dad is Thai (central Thailand). There are no taboos around my name in Thai culture or in European culture. There is a joke in Thai that my family likes to remind me of though. In Thai "Luke" can mean many things, depending on pronunciation. It can mean ball, small, or if you really really mess up pronunciation, it can mean something bad that I won't say here. So they joke around with me with all those and used to laugh back when I couldn't pronounce my own name in Thai. Luke in the European sense is actually taken from the Bible, one of the four gospels, Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John.
I have thought very much about changed my name. My last name is just so gruesome to me, nobody can pronounce it or spell it. I even went so far as to find out how much it would cost. Currently it costs $248 for an official name change to anything you want from the Superior Court in Chatsworth. I would change only my last name, to Sangurai, my Thai grandmother's maiden name. She was a very good person. So in taking her last name I would keep my Thai tradition in tact, keep my very western first name, and all is well. I will probably change it early next year.
My last name isn't so easy. In fact, every place I've been to reearch it had come up with nothing. I know in Thai "glup" means to pray or show respect, and "ngam" means water. So my last name could be interpreted in english as "holy water". When my Uncle came here, he came at a different time than my father, and at immigration he took a different spelling of the last name. That different spelling is Klupngam, which my little cousins have today. Thats about all I've been able to find out on my last name.
I've hated my last name my whole life, and for most of the begining of my life I've hated my first name as well. Luke rhymes with a lot of bad things for schoolboys to taunt with. Not that I would take the taunting. I was big for my age back then.
So my mom is white (swedish and german) and my dad is Thai (central Thailand). There are no taboos around my name in Thai culture or in European culture. There is a joke in Thai that my family likes to remind me of though. In Thai "Luke" can mean many things, depending on pronunciation. It can mean ball, small, or if you really really mess up pronunciation, it can mean something bad that I won't say here. So they joke around with me with all those and used to laugh back when I couldn't pronounce my own name in Thai. Luke in the European sense is actually taken from the Bible, one of the four gospels, Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John.
I have thought very much about changed my name. My last name is just so gruesome to me, nobody can pronounce it or spell it. I even went so far as to find out how much it would cost. Currently it costs $248 for an official name change to anything you want from the Superior Court in Chatsworth. I would change only my last name, to Sangurai, my Thai grandmother's maiden name. She was a very good person. So in taking her last name I would keep my Thai tradition in tact, keep my very western first name, and all is well. I will probably change it early next year.
Monday, October 27, 2003
2 months, no laundry
this weeks title should be "How to tell about your day and post conversations at the same time"
but i still havent done the laundry, so it has to keep the tit-le, i mean, title.
my aas210 teacher who i thought was cool is turning uncool
if you like puns read this:
wheresmyricebowl (3:53:09 PM): man
wheresmyricebowl (3:53:13 PM): physics
wheresmyricebowl (3:53:27 PM): i visited my professor at office hours
WHOA its LAURA (3:53:28 PM): uh huh?
wheresmyricebowl (3:53:32 PM): i feel like such a brown noser
wheresmyricebowl (3:54:44 PM): why dont i just kiss his ass or something
wheresmyricebowl (3:54:58 PM): they should call it, orifice hours, instead
WHOA its LAURA (3:55:27 PM): hahah
WHOA its LAURA (3:55:29 PM): hahhahahahahah
WHOA its LAURA (3:55:43 PM): i bet u were waiting to say " they should call it, orifice hours, instead" all day
wheresmyricebowl (3:56:00 PM): nah i just thought of that
WHOA its LAURA (3:56:18 PM): wow
WHOA its LAURA (3:56:24 PM): that was quite witty
WHOA its LAURA (3:56:30 PM): well, at least sucking up worx on ur physics teacher
wheresmyricebowl (3:56:32 PM): ty ty
wheresmyricebowl (3:56:42 PM): i like to think on the "fly"
this weeks title should be "How to tell about your day and post conversations at the same time"
but i still havent done the laundry, so it has to keep the tit-le, i mean, title.
my aas210 teacher who i thought was cool is turning uncool
if you like puns read this:
wheresmyricebowl (3:53:09 PM): man
wheresmyricebowl (3:53:13 PM): physics
wheresmyricebowl (3:53:27 PM): i visited my professor at office hours
WHOA its LAURA (3:53:28 PM): uh huh?
wheresmyricebowl (3:53:32 PM): i feel like such a brown noser
wheresmyricebowl (3:54:44 PM): why dont i just kiss his ass or something
wheresmyricebowl (3:54:58 PM): they should call it, orifice hours, instead
WHOA its LAURA (3:55:27 PM): hahah
WHOA its LAURA (3:55:29 PM): hahhahahahahah
WHOA its LAURA (3:55:43 PM): i bet u were waiting to say " they should call it, orifice hours, instead" all day
wheresmyricebowl (3:56:00 PM): nah i just thought of that
WHOA its LAURA (3:56:18 PM): wow
WHOA its LAURA (3:56:24 PM): that was quite witty
WHOA its LAURA (3:56:30 PM): well, at least sucking up worx on ur physics teacher
wheresmyricebowl (3:56:32 PM): ty ty
wheresmyricebowl (3:56:42 PM): i like to think on the "fly"
Sunday, October 26, 2003
Thursday, October 23, 2003
Didn't go to class today.
Having withdrawl, but not from that.
Kill Bill was cool. Friggin awesome in fact.
I forgot if I told you about the triple bus adventure i had when going to see laura one day when i didn't have my car.
Went to Denny's with Kris and Ed last night. I don't feel like slandering them, they are such cool people. Mike wasn't there. Mike has new rims. Jeff wasn't there. Jeff's girl is back in town. I'll have to talk more about these people when i get the chance.
I'm probably gonna go to thailand this winter, i really want to. and we all know what luke wants luke gets.
Having withdrawl, but not from that.
Kill Bill was cool. Friggin awesome in fact.
I forgot if I told you about the triple bus adventure i had when going to see laura one day when i didn't have my car.
Went to Denny's with Kris and Ed last night. I don't feel like slandering them, they are such cool people. Mike wasn't there. Mike has new rims. Jeff wasn't there. Jeff's girl is back in town. I'll have to talk more about these people when i get the chance.
I'm probably gonna go to thailand this winter, i really want to. and we all know what luke wants luke gets.
Wednesday, October 22, 2003
Its time for...... (cue game show theme music)
Random Facts About Luke!
The game the whole family can enjoy!
he can use chopsticks but not fluenty!
learned how to touch type but has forgotten! still types at the same speed!
needs to do his laundry! 2+ months now!
watch as he fine tunes his work schedule so he can wake up past 10 and still slip into work unabashed!
haha. game shows. haha. nick at night.
i TOTALLY made up for my physics with the AAS210 midterm today! i havent felt this positive i got an A in something since i spelled my last name. ( two a's there, woop woop.)
A+ in fact. I celebrated with a sub sandwich.
Why do I always put mayonaise!!! i hate mayonaise! well not really. it just interferes with the taste i think if you put mayonaise and no mustard. makes the sandwich too sweet.
Ah i remember the days when i used to work at subway (wavey flashback screen)
I was young. it was right next to the gamestop of yore, i think back then it was called gameflash or gamecentral or gamesomething.
it was my first honest job. and man did i hate it.
i hated the feeling of urgency you are forced to have when a customer walks through the door. the PING PONG door alert pricks your ears and you wince.... what will it be this time? some fool who wil take half an hour to decide what he wants while you sit there staring blankly at him. Or perhaps a fat man who orders everything on the florecent menu, then gets mad if you dont put a pound of green peppers on his steak and cheese. And theres always the slight chance it could be a tester. Someone who comes in from the company and tests to see if the food and service is as spotless as the sneezeguard we have to clean every night.
I hated that job. I pity those that work at subway. For gods sake, they don't know what other jobs could be! You never have a second alone to yourself, to your thoughts. Fast food is hell and your manager is satan. sometimes you get to taste of the sin in your store but more often than not you become tired of it, and never eat there again...... until a group you are out with says "hey, lets eat at subway!"
i ate at subway today.
Random Facts About Luke!
The game the whole family can enjoy!
he can use chopsticks but not fluenty!
learned how to touch type but has forgotten! still types at the same speed!
needs to do his laundry! 2+ months now!
watch as he fine tunes his work schedule so he can wake up past 10 and still slip into work unabashed!
haha. game shows. haha. nick at night.
i TOTALLY made up for my physics with the AAS210 midterm today! i havent felt this positive i got an A in something since i spelled my last name. ( two a's there, woop woop.)
A+ in fact. I celebrated with a sub sandwich.
Why do I always put mayonaise!!! i hate mayonaise! well not really. it just interferes with the taste i think if you put mayonaise and no mustard. makes the sandwich too sweet.
Ah i remember the days when i used to work at subway (wavey flashback screen)
I was young. it was right next to the gamestop of yore, i think back then it was called gameflash or gamecentral or gamesomething.
it was my first honest job. and man did i hate it.
i hated the feeling of urgency you are forced to have when a customer walks through the door. the PING PONG door alert pricks your ears and you wince.... what will it be this time? some fool who wil take half an hour to decide what he wants while you sit there staring blankly at him. Or perhaps a fat man who orders everything on the florecent menu, then gets mad if you dont put a pound of green peppers on his steak and cheese. And theres always the slight chance it could be a tester. Someone who comes in from the company and tests to see if the food and service is as spotless as the sneezeguard we have to clean every night.
I hated that job. I pity those that work at subway. For gods sake, they don't know what other jobs could be! You never have a second alone to yourself, to your thoughts. Fast food is hell and your manager is satan. sometimes you get to taste of the sin in your store but more often than not you become tired of it, and never eat there again...... until a group you are out with says "hey, lets eat at subway!"
i ate at subway today.
Tuesday, October 21, 2003
pain.
cream pain.
another submitted physics test. i don't think i'm going to make it.
talking to old friends always seems to go beyond time and distance.
by random chance. i downloaded an anime called "Hoshi no Koe"
its about this girl Mikako, and how she falls in love with Noboru during junior high, but she gets sent away to be a secret flying robot pilot 8 light years away. They keep contact, and the further away she gets, the longer her phone messages take to get to him. finally one ends up taking a year to reach him, and he is still waiting, and the only thing that message said, was that it will be 8 years till the next message. she battles furiously against all odds, against odd aliens and huge alien motherships, and barely has time to send him messages. he's just a high school boy and eventually he gets a message from her when he's 24 from her when she's 15. he decided to train hard and enter the fleet to go see her. he trained his heart to be cold and strong during that period, but her never gave up.
guess ya had to be there. random anime. pretty good. very artsy. i watched it instead of writing my paper. eh well, i'll just write it when i get up, in a few hours.
ever see random playing cards strewn about on the sidewalk?
i do.
i see one at a time.
i wonder if its some sort of message from a higher being.
i went to walmart to boycott ralphs, planned to spend 40, but spent 120. wow. triple spendage. now i have no money, but plenty of non-perishable food.
i bought a triple laundry hamper and a canvas closet shoe organizer and a big blue bucket tuperware thing to store stuff in. i did the dishes and cleaned my corner of the house and did a tad of closet cleaning. go luke.
self analyzing my test, i guess i'd a good davey crocket. adventurous and helpful. i wonder what my wild frontier would be?
word of the wise to other bloggers, copy all your text before you try to publish in case it gets lost, you can just paste and republish. :)
cream pain.
another submitted physics test. i don't think i'm going to make it.
talking to old friends always seems to go beyond time and distance.
by random chance. i downloaded an anime called "Hoshi no Koe"
its about this girl Mikako, and how she falls in love with Noboru during junior high, but she gets sent away to be a secret flying robot pilot 8 light years away. They keep contact, and the further away she gets, the longer her phone messages take to get to him. finally one ends up taking a year to reach him, and he is still waiting, and the only thing that message said, was that it will be 8 years till the next message. she battles furiously against all odds, against odd aliens and huge alien motherships, and barely has time to send him messages. he's just a high school boy and eventually he gets a message from her when he's 24 from her when she's 15. he decided to train hard and enter the fleet to go see her. he trained his heart to be cold and strong during that period, but her never gave up.
guess ya had to be there. random anime. pretty good. very artsy. i watched it instead of writing my paper. eh well, i'll just write it when i get up, in a few hours.
ever see random playing cards strewn about on the sidewalk?
i do.
i see one at a time.
i wonder if its some sort of message from a higher being.
i went to walmart to boycott ralphs, planned to spend 40, but spent 120. wow. triple spendage. now i have no money, but plenty of non-perishable food.
i bought a triple laundry hamper and a canvas closet shoe organizer and a big blue bucket tuperware thing to store stuff in. i did the dishes and cleaned my corner of the house and did a tad of closet cleaning. go luke.
self analyzing my test, i guess i'd a good davey crocket. adventurous and helpful. i wonder what my wild frontier would be?
word of the wise to other bloggers, copy all your text before you try to publish in case it gets lost, you can just paste and republish. :)
Monday, October 20, 2003
another test -
Type 1 Perfectionism |||||||||||| 46%
Type 2 Helpfulness |||||||||||||||||| 78%
Type 3 Ambition |||||||||||| 46%
Type 4 Sensitivity |||||||||||||||| 62%
Type 5 Detachment |||||||||||||| 54%
Type 6 Anxiety |||||||||||||||| 70%
Type 7 Adventurousness |||||||||||||||||||| 82%
Type 8 Hostility |||||||||||||||| 62%
Type 9 Calmness |||||||||||||||||| 74%
Your Conscious-Surface type is 7w6.
Your Unconscious-Overall type is 7w8.
Type 1 Perfectionism |||||||||||| 46%
Type 2 Helpfulness |||||||||||||||||| 78%
Type 3 Ambition |||||||||||| 46%
Type 4 Sensitivity |||||||||||||||| 62%
Type 5 Detachment |||||||||||||| 54%
Type 6 Anxiety |||||||||||||||| 70%
Type 7 Adventurousness |||||||||||||||||||| 82%
Type 8 Hostility |||||||||||||||| 62%
Type 9 Calmness |||||||||||||||||| 74%
Your Conscious-Surface type is 7w6.
Your Unconscious-Overall type is 7w8.
some test -
The Big Five is currently the most accepted personality model in the scientific community. The Big Five emerged from the work of multiple independent scientists/researchers starting in the 1950s who using different techniques obtained similar results. Those results were that there are five distinct personality traits/dimensions. Here are your results on each dimension:
Extroversion results were moderately high which suggests you are talkative, optimistic, sociable and affectionate but possibly not very reflective.
Friendliness results were moderately high which suggests you are good natured, trusting, and helpful but possibly too much of a follower
Orderliness results were moderately low which suggests you tend to be unreliable, lazy, careless, and unmotivated.
Emotional Stability results were very high which suggests you are very relaxed, calm, secure, unemotional and possibly too unobservant of your feelings.
Intellectualness results were moderately high which suggests you are creative, original, curious, imaginative but possibly not very practical.
Overall, you scored highest on Emotional Stability and lowest on Orderliness.
this test was found @
www.similarminds.com
The Big Five is currently the most accepted personality model in the scientific community. The Big Five emerged from the work of multiple independent scientists/researchers starting in the 1950s who using different techniques obtained similar results. Those results were that there are five distinct personality traits/dimensions. Here are your results on each dimension:
Extroversion results were moderately high which suggests you are talkative, optimistic, sociable and affectionate but possibly not very reflective.
Friendliness results were moderately high which suggests you are good natured, trusting, and helpful but possibly too much of a follower
Orderliness results were moderately low which suggests you tend to be unreliable, lazy, careless, and unmotivated.
Emotional Stability results were very high which suggests you are very relaxed, calm, secure, unemotional and possibly too unobservant of your feelings.
Intellectualness results were moderately high which suggests you are creative, original, curious, imaginative but possibly not very practical.
Overall, you scored highest on Emotional Stability and lowest on Orderliness.
this test was found @
www.similarminds.com
Thursday, October 16, 2003
$1400 dollars in registration, parking, and towing fees later....
i have my car back. and its only worth $900.
i guess i have no choice but to make it sentimental now.
put a new engine in and rice it out.
get a spikey haircut and become organic.
i like to be metaphysical instead.
based on the physical.
the physical is the here and now.
its what you can touch and feel.
work is great now. its better to work less and have more class i guess.
hahaha....puns.....
well all my money is gone. and all i have to show for it is and old car that shoots out white smoke in the morning.
i left my car at a two hour parking street today, instead of an hour. I wouldnt be surprised if i got a ticket when i get back. and its the first day i have my car back. this is due to trying to save 30 bucks by waiting till monday to buy my csun parking ticket, which will allow me to leave my car at csun instead on my street. i figure its safer.
so much schoolwork to do. its the middle of the year. yeah, don't read this, go do your homework.
I HATE FREAKIN THOSE ANIMATIONS THAT A SCARY FACE POPS OUT OF NOWHERE!
oh yeah, i have to go pick up my paycheck. bbl.
i have my car back. and its only worth $900.
i guess i have no choice but to make it sentimental now.
put a new engine in and rice it out.
get a spikey haircut and become organic.
i like to be metaphysical instead.
based on the physical.
the physical is the here and now.
its what you can touch and feel.
work is great now. its better to work less and have more class i guess.
hahaha....puns.....
well all my money is gone. and all i have to show for it is and old car that shoots out white smoke in the morning.
i left my car at a two hour parking street today, instead of an hour. I wouldnt be surprised if i got a ticket when i get back. and its the first day i have my car back. this is due to trying to save 30 bucks by waiting till monday to buy my csun parking ticket, which will allow me to leave my car at csun instead on my street. i figure its safer.
so much schoolwork to do. its the middle of the year. yeah, don't read this, go do your homework.
I HATE FREAKIN THOSE ANIMATIONS THAT A SCARY FACE POPS OUT OF NOWHERE!
oh yeah, i have to go pick up my paycheck. bbl.
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
Doesn't it feel great to be alive?
Molly was a good girl.
After the previous blog's insecurities I thought I might move along to more prevalent things.
Lets see, if you were my mom, you'd ask me how my day went. You'd ask me what i did, what i ate, and if studies were coming along. if you called.
The thing about vicky is: She'll come around, and disappear for weeks, and all the sudden show up and expect a recourse and a red carpet.
why are girls like this? do they only want you when your with someone else?
so who's this girl i'm seeing now? slowly learning about her. trying to be observent yet stay away and not smother. trying not to meld into one. i don't have to try very hard. without a car makes mileage meant for my car goes to my meandering fingers. push the plastic buttons... jolly candilike buttons.... sweet... a voice as such.
i have mess issues. i see her bed in disarray. it clearly reminds me of mine, and i just smile because i don't know how to explain to her we're alike in that way, and its beautiful. i never had to try so hard to make a girl laugh. in fact, i rarely have to try at all. she's got this texas mental shield towards valley humor.
am i attracted to girls who remind me of my mother? i don't think so. mere coincidences. coincidences i tell you.
i do think i need someone to keep me in line. and shake the candy drop tin of my nagasaki-grave-of-the-fireflies life.
if a luke fell into your life, and nobody was around to hear it, would it make a sound?
my impounded car fees now total more than $1300 dollars. i owe hundreds to my friends and father. yet i'm not stressed out.
the highlight of today is when i went to aas 210 and mrs. whatsername explained in so few words the problem of my life:
not enough stress
you see. you need stress. a little bit. just a little. stress activates your adrenal glands and get you going.
without stress you wouldn't get you out of bed. (luke)
without stress you wouldn't do your homework. (luke)
without stress you wouldn't study. (luke)
i feel neither fear nor stress.
which is a reason why i procrastinate.
why i don't get things done.
i don't fear the consequences.
parking tickets? impounding my car? fuck if i care.
its this apathy i need to avoid.
i need a little stress in my life.
sometimes i find it in a girl (mind occupied)
sometimes i find it among friends (drama)
but i never find it in school
was this because i never had parents around to keep me in line?
i was spoiled? the only child and therefore left to do as i wished?
Molly was a good girl.
After the previous blog's insecurities I thought I might move along to more prevalent things.
Lets see, if you were my mom, you'd ask me how my day went. You'd ask me what i did, what i ate, and if studies were coming along. if you called.
The thing about vicky is: She'll come around, and disappear for weeks, and all the sudden show up and expect a recourse and a red carpet.
why are girls like this? do they only want you when your with someone else?
so who's this girl i'm seeing now? slowly learning about her. trying to be observent yet stay away and not smother. trying not to meld into one. i don't have to try very hard. without a car makes mileage meant for my car goes to my meandering fingers. push the plastic buttons... jolly candilike buttons.... sweet... a voice as such.
i have mess issues. i see her bed in disarray. it clearly reminds me of mine, and i just smile because i don't know how to explain to her we're alike in that way, and its beautiful. i never had to try so hard to make a girl laugh. in fact, i rarely have to try at all. she's got this texas mental shield towards valley humor.
am i attracted to girls who remind me of my mother? i don't think so. mere coincidences. coincidences i tell you.
i do think i need someone to keep me in line. and shake the candy drop tin of my nagasaki-grave-of-the-fireflies life.
if a luke fell into your life, and nobody was around to hear it, would it make a sound?
my impounded car fees now total more than $1300 dollars. i owe hundreds to my friends and father. yet i'm not stressed out.
the highlight of today is when i went to aas 210 and mrs. whatsername explained in so few words the problem of my life:
not enough stress
you see. you need stress. a little bit. just a little. stress activates your adrenal glands and get you going.
without stress you wouldn't get you out of bed. (luke)
without stress you wouldn't do your homework. (luke)
without stress you wouldn't study. (luke)
i feel neither fear nor stress.
which is a reason why i procrastinate.
why i don't get things done.
i don't fear the consequences.
parking tickets? impounding my car? fuck if i care.
its this apathy i need to avoid.
i need a little stress in my life.
sometimes i find it in a girl (mind occupied)
sometimes i find it among friends (drama)
but i never find it in school
was this because i never had parents around to keep me in line?
i was spoiled? the only child and therefore left to do as i wished?
Home sweet blogger.
You've never failed me, you're always here.
Until the day your server goes down.
Theres some things i have to say.
Theres some things i have to ask.
i'm not responsible. as another fight between me and my roomates would suggest.
i can't cook a lick. an empty white styrofoam take out box suggests me that.
am i funny?
do i try to hard at things that don't matter?
i can't save money.
i'm self indulgent.
You've never failed me, you're always here.
Until the day your server goes down.
Theres some things i have to say.
Theres some things i have to ask.
i'm not responsible. as another fight between me and my roomates would suggest.
i can't cook a lick. an empty white styrofoam take out box suggests me that.
am i funny?
do i try to hard at things that don't matter?
i can't save money.
i'm self indulgent.
Wednesday, October 08, 2003
its amazing the things you do for girls
and its amazing the things you don't do
my girl who is my friend can kick my ass in mario kart, in a way thats sexy
i need to re-hang the posters in my room and clean my closet, but whats the use?
call me Mr. Insight and join the 5 other people who have. including: 2 friends, a teacher, a girl who is my friend, and a random person on the street.
"wheresmyricebowl (4:18:18 PM): bf seems to be an abbreviation for buffoon doesnt it?"
i say more better things talking to people than i do on my blog, maybe thats where my creativity goes. sorry, you might be wasting your time here. haha. more better.
aspiring english major here, and look at all the mistypes in my previous blogs. so sad. yet so luke.
i miss seeing laura, and i never told her that vicky came around here looking to get back together or something, i had to tell her off. i guess she knows now....
not having a car lowers your self esteem. taking the bus, lowers yourself. yet you meet so many interesting people. like the lady with turrets, and Hattam (Adam). And random drunk soldiers.
AAS is so informing and inspiring, i can see why a half asian half black woman would want to teach it. However I don't think its healthy to always be so nationalist/activist.
Physics. I got an F on my first test. theres two more. if i get an A on the second one, that brings me up to a C, and if i get an A on the final I can get a B.!!!! ALL IS NOT LOST. but yeah, i'll have to study my ass off, yes, even I, the renowned non-studier will have to study my ass off to get A's.
Advanced Routing - that class at pierce is dead. i dropped it because i wanted free friday nights.
so now i have three classes and a semi job. life seems so empty
i did extra credit but didnt turn it in. story of my life.
i changed my work hours but it throws me off slightly. story of my week.
time to go to physics and semi doze off. story of my day.
and its amazing the things you don't do
my girl who is my friend can kick my ass in mario kart, in a way thats sexy
i need to re-hang the posters in my room and clean my closet, but whats the use?
call me Mr. Insight and join the 5 other people who have. including: 2 friends, a teacher, a girl who is my friend, and a random person on the street.
"wheresmyricebowl (4:18:18 PM): bf seems to be an abbreviation for buffoon doesnt it?"
i say more better things talking to people than i do on my blog, maybe thats where my creativity goes. sorry, you might be wasting your time here. haha. more better.
aspiring english major here, and look at all the mistypes in my previous blogs. so sad. yet so luke.
i miss seeing laura, and i never told her that vicky came around here looking to get back together or something, i had to tell her off. i guess she knows now....
not having a car lowers your self esteem. taking the bus, lowers yourself. yet you meet so many interesting people. like the lady with turrets, and Hattam (Adam). And random drunk soldiers.
AAS is so informing and inspiring, i can see why a half asian half black woman would want to teach it. However I don't think its healthy to always be so nationalist/activist.
Physics. I got an F on my first test. theres two more. if i get an A on the second one, that brings me up to a C, and if i get an A on the final I can get a B.!!!! ALL IS NOT LOST. but yeah, i'll have to study my ass off, yes, even I, the renowned non-studier will have to study my ass off to get A's.
Advanced Routing - that class at pierce is dead. i dropped it because i wanted free friday nights.
so now i have three classes and a semi job. life seems so empty
i did extra credit but didnt turn it in. story of my life.
i changed my work hours but it throws me off slightly. story of my week.
time to go to physics and semi doze off. story of my day.
so, i promised to tell you of my plans for my 3000 dollars i won in the lottery
and here we go:
1. pay off my freakin car (jeff said something about if the parking fees total more than your car is worth you can get a reduction) (yay only $200 more to go!)
2. buy new car (two cars, awesomeness)
3. buy more music equipment
4. pay back my dad
5. pay for school
6. save
darn, couldnt get the nice clean list of five, here, let me try again,
trivial things to do as of 10/7/03
1. study more
2. pay newly acquired parking bills
3. reinflate bike tires
4. buy grociries and live off them instead of carls junior
5. get off the video games
6. write more creatively and get off the lists
and here we go:
1. pay off my freakin car (jeff said something about if the parking fees total more than your car is worth you can get a reduction) (yay only $200 more to go!)
2. buy new car (two cars, awesomeness)
3. buy more music equipment
4. pay back my dad
5. pay for school
6. save
darn, couldnt get the nice clean list of five, here, let me try again,
trivial things to do as of 10/7/03
1. study more
2. pay newly acquired parking bills
3. reinflate bike tires
4. buy grociries and live off them instead of carls junior
5. get off the video games
6. write more creatively and get off the lists
Tuesday, October 07, 2003
i will post this blog as on eof those "priceless" mastercard commercials
10 unpaid parking tickets
$761 in parking fees
1 big ugly orange boot on my car that makes it undrivable
a million stories to tell your friends how laszy you are: priceless
77% on AS test without studying
48% on physics test with studying all night
?% on upcoming AS2 test
knowing you are academically scewed for the year: priceless
10 unpaid parking tickets
$761 in parking fees
1 big ugly orange boot on my car that makes it undrivable
a million stories to tell your friends how laszy you are: priceless
77% on AS test without studying
48% on physics test with studying all night
?% on upcoming AS2 test
knowing you are academically scewed for the year: priceless
Thursday, October 02, 2003
Wednesday, October 01, 2003
Monday, September 29, 2003
Sunday, September 28, 2003
Monday, September 22, 2003
so so many to blog about, so few ideas.
as you notice, i haven't updated for 3 days, thats generally unheard of here....
i see this is my way to get stuff off my chest instead of telling other people.
if only george costanza did that in the "secret code" episode of seinfeld....
so, laura is back, what we've all been waiting for, and we spent a good eal of time together yesterday, now i have withdrawl and feel like she's back in texas.
but at least its a texas i can drive to.
i'm trying to get more into console games so i can get more into a life of my own.
first you oop, then you ah
on my playlist RIGHT now-
flickerstick - beautiful
dj babyboi - lucky star
matt darey - saltwater
saves the day - hold
i took her up to a special place. i miss the feeling of human warmth.
i'm doing bad in physics, i dropped advanced network routing at pierce. shitting loads off my mind and into the toilet of despair.
i have library books to return and dirty clothes to do.
i have the busy game to play and a play to go to.
i have a computer to fix and a friendship that wont ever.
i have no sleep and pillows that spew feathers at me.
as you notice, i haven't updated for 3 days, thats generally unheard of here....
i see this is my way to get stuff off my chest instead of telling other people.
if only george costanza did that in the "secret code" episode of seinfeld....
so, laura is back, what we've all been waiting for, and we spent a good eal of time together yesterday, now i have withdrawl and feel like she's back in texas.
but at least its a texas i can drive to.
i'm trying to get more into console games so i can get more into a life of my own.
first you oop, then you ah
on my playlist RIGHT now-
flickerstick - beautiful
dj babyboi - lucky star
matt darey - saltwater
saves the day - hold
i took her up to a special place. i miss the feeling of human warmth.
i'm doing bad in physics, i dropped advanced network routing at pierce. shitting loads off my mind and into the toilet of despair.
i have library books to return and dirty clothes to do.
i have the busy game to play and a play to go to.
i have a computer to fix and a friendship that wont ever.
i have no sleep and pillows that spew feathers at me.
Friday, September 19, 2003
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Thursday, September 18, 2003
ever notice the same people at the same parts of your day? that lady walking her dong on my way to work? lol what a funny type, i think i'll keep it.
i re-watched kenshin tonight after being in a coma for 4 hours in the afternoon, had such a headache, after I woke up. jen called and offered to take me to boba, really appreciated the offer. i stayed home to cook a really bad batch of fried rice that went straight to the trash.
man, if i don't get married, i'll starve to death....
I've discovered the joys of DJ Kurvy, DJ Babyboi, and DJ Pheer.
I can imagine myself driving a car and grooving to the beat. Sometimes I just want to make a cd and go cruising around. I can imagine a girl in the passenger seat, I smile at her, and she smiles back, we're both in tune to the cheesy goodness of ricebowl trance.
Yeah what was I talking about? Oh yeah, deja vu in meeting people.... now theres a guy who walks two beagles at the same time everyday.
Seriously I have a problem, I can't wake up.
3 more days till the lauramiester is back in town.
wierd, we're messud up. conversations kill.
i have close to 20 episodes of seinfeld now. last night i invited my whole buddy list to a chat room. interesting.
audrey called. interesting. sabbatical. friends of suicide. enemies online.
i re-watched kenshin tonight after being in a coma for 4 hours in the afternoon, had such a headache, after I woke up. jen called and offered to take me to boba, really appreciated the offer. i stayed home to cook a really bad batch of fried rice that went straight to the trash.
man, if i don't get married, i'll starve to death....
I've discovered the joys of DJ Kurvy, DJ Babyboi, and DJ Pheer.
I can imagine myself driving a car and grooving to the beat. Sometimes I just want to make a cd and go cruising around. I can imagine a girl in the passenger seat, I smile at her, and she smiles back, we're both in tune to the cheesy goodness of ricebowl trance.
Yeah what was I talking about? Oh yeah, deja vu in meeting people.... now theres a guy who walks two beagles at the same time everyday.
Seriously I have a problem, I can't wake up.
3 more days till the lauramiester is back in town.
wierd, we're messud up. conversations kill.
i have close to 20 episodes of seinfeld now. last night i invited my whole buddy list to a chat room. interesting.
audrey called. interesting. sabbatical. friends of suicide. enemies online.
haha posting conversations is so much better than actually thinking of stuff to write
wheresmyricebowl (10:24:06 PM): man i messed up
Asmodeous67 (10:24:11 PM): drunk again ?
wheresmyricebowl (10:24:29 PM): no
wheresmyricebowl (10:24:47 PM): i lost the salt packet to a box of frozen pretzels
Asmodeous67 (10:24:49 PM): what did you mess up ?
wheresmyricebowl (10:24:52 PM): I''M SCREWED
Asmodeous67 (10:24:55 PM): FUCK !
Asmodeous67 (10:24:59 PM): yer assed out dood
wheresmyricebowl (10:25:03 PM): fucken hell
Asmodeous67 (10:25:25 PM): haha
wheresmyricebowl (10:25:52 PM): thats one package i shouldnt have lost
wheresmyricebowl (10:24:06 PM): man i messed up
Asmodeous67 (10:24:11 PM): drunk again ?
wheresmyricebowl (10:24:29 PM): no
wheresmyricebowl (10:24:47 PM): i lost the salt packet to a box of frozen pretzels
Asmodeous67 (10:24:49 PM): what did you mess up ?
wheresmyricebowl (10:24:52 PM): I''M SCREWED
Asmodeous67 (10:24:55 PM): FUCK !
Asmodeous67 (10:24:59 PM): yer assed out dood
wheresmyricebowl (10:25:03 PM): fucken hell
Asmodeous67 (10:25:25 PM): haha
wheresmyricebowl (10:25:52 PM): thats one package i shouldnt have lost
Wednesday, September 17, 2003
(sorry guys, i had to take this test and find out once and for all......)
The Original IQ Test
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Congratulations, Luke!
Your IQ score is 129
This number is the result of a formula based on how many questions you answered correctly on Emode's Ultimate IQ test. Your IQ score is scientifically accurate; to read more about the science behind our IQ test, click here.
During the test, you answered four different types of questions — mathematical, visual-spatial, linguistic and logical. We were able to analyze how you did on each set of those questions, which reveals the way your brain processes information.
We also compared your answers with others who have taken the test, and according to the sorts of questions you got correct, we can tell your Intellectual Type is a Precision Processor.
This means you're exceptionally good at discovering quick solutions to problems, especially ones that involve math or logic. You're also resourceful and able to think on your feet. And that's just some of what we know about you from your test results.
Find out more about your unique intellectual strengths in your personalized 15-page IQ report. It's ready right now!
(A normal intelligence quotient (IQ) ranges from 85 to 115 (According to the Stanford-Binet scale). Only approximately 1% of the people in the world have an IQ of 135 or over.)
The Original IQ Test
Invite your friends!
Email Addresses:
Congratulations, Luke!
Your IQ score is 129
This number is the result of a formula based on how many questions you answered correctly on Emode's Ultimate IQ test. Your IQ score is scientifically accurate; to read more about the science behind our IQ test, click here.
During the test, you answered four different types of questions — mathematical, visual-spatial, linguistic and logical. We were able to analyze how you did on each set of those questions, which reveals the way your brain processes information.
We also compared your answers with others who have taken the test, and according to the sorts of questions you got correct, we can tell your Intellectual Type is a Precision Processor.
This means you're exceptionally good at discovering quick solutions to problems, especially ones that involve math or logic. You're also resourceful and able to think on your feet. And that's just some of what we know about you from your test results.
Find out more about your unique intellectual strengths in your personalized 15-page IQ report. It's ready right now!
(A normal intelligence quotient (IQ) ranges from 85 to 115 (According to the Stanford-Binet scale). Only approximately 1% of the people in the world have an IQ of 135 or over.)
Breathe in for luck,
breathe in so deep,
this air is blessed,
you share with me.
This night is wild,
so calm and dull,
these hearts they race,
from self control.
Your legs are smooth,
as they graze mine,
we're doing fine,
we're doing nothing at all.
My hopes are so high,
that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me,
so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury,
or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.
The words are hushed lets not get busted;
just lay entwined here, undiscovered.
Safe from the earth and all the stupid questions..
"hey did you get some?"
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear...
so we can get some.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
the dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
and this walk that we shared together.
The streets were wet
and the gate was locked so I jumped it,
and let you in.
And you stood at the door with your hands on my waist
and you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew that you meant it,
that you meant it,
that you meant it,
and I knew,
that you meant it,
that you meant it.
i just miss her tonight. cant talk, cant write, cant type. why even start at all? does she mean it? shes got so much company it must lighten the blow. i just wish she meant it. how would i know? the phone doesnt ring for me, much. this decaf chai tea tells me to go to sleep and forget for another day.
breathe in so deep,
this air is blessed,
you share with me.
This night is wild,
so calm and dull,
these hearts they race,
from self control.
Your legs are smooth,
as they graze mine,
we're doing fine,
we're doing nothing at all.
My hopes are so high,
that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me,
so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury,
or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.
The words are hushed lets not get busted;
just lay entwined here, undiscovered.
Safe from the earth and all the stupid questions..
"hey did you get some?"
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear...
so we can get some.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
the dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
and this walk that we shared together.
The streets were wet
and the gate was locked so I jumped it,
and let you in.
And you stood at the door with your hands on my waist
and you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew that you meant it,
that you meant it,
that you meant it,
and I knew,
that you meant it,
that you meant it.
i just miss her tonight. cant talk, cant write, cant type. why even start at all? does she mean it? shes got so much company it must lighten the blow. i just wish she meant it. how would i know? the phone doesnt ring for me, much. this decaf chai tea tells me to go to sleep and forget for another day.
Tuesday, September 16, 2003
Monday, September 15, 2003
today....
got to work, didnt get to class
got to get the car, didn't have the gas.
i went to the library after class and go two of the oldest basic cantonese books ever produced. studied. bombed a physics quiz, but beat the crap out of jeff in street fighter in the 5 minutes before class.
i ordered a pizza last night, with more than half of the pizza still in the box, i said david could have "some" if he wanted. he ate all the rest of it.
at least i saved the garlic bread....
and the salad
and the buffalo wings
and the 2 liter soda
20 bucks for a meal, damn, i was lazy to cook.
i spend money like water
hey if buffalos have wings why dont they fly?
got to work, didnt get to class
got to get the car, didn't have the gas.
i went to the library after class and go two of the oldest basic cantonese books ever produced. studied. bombed a physics quiz, but beat the crap out of jeff in street fighter in the 5 minutes before class.
i ordered a pizza last night, with more than half of the pizza still in the box, i said david could have "some" if he wanted. he ate all the rest of it.
at least i saved the garlic bread....
and the salad
and the buffalo wings
and the 2 liter soda
20 bucks for a meal, damn, i was lazy to cook.
i spend money like water
hey if buffalos have wings why dont they fly?
Sunday, September 14, 2003
damn, i'm surprised blogger even works. nothing on my internet explorer works. i tried to take a mandatory test for one of my classes online and it couldn't handle the java (note: java is not a type of coffee).
last night, so funny. the true meaning of oooop ahhhhh. Kris, drunk for the first sighting in my life. I give him credit....he alllllllmosttttt had as much as me on my birthday, without the alfredo chunks, more like twin tower chunks and ice cream cookie chunk. We should give him a new nickname, the hunchback.
Yeah, so yester day i spent 55 bucks that i wasn't suppossed to, but so what. We had a good time.
I skipped on tomases get together-parents-are-out-of-the-house thingie. Had to, birthdays are more important.
now i hear stories of 16 year olds, think it was a good descision.
to quote myself "Never drink anything thats fucking NEON!" "It will fuck you up!"
and theres a new quote for yesterday "Can we still vote for Schwazennager? Is there still time? Whats the website? You can vote online right??"
lol..... shut up foos, you SHOULD be able to vote online, lol.
yeah so lets put lukes favorite drinks here: (no particular order) ( i take that back, the order i thought of them in)
1. Mudslide
2. Corona and lime
3. Mikes hard lemonade
4. egg nog
5. that drink i had in vegas that i never knew the name
interesting drink notes:
1. i once had a whole bottle of peppermint shnapps in my car for over 2 months, it slighty crystallized and i threw it away after much coaxing from a friend not to drink it
2. i will never have an AMF again (adios mother fucker) after it gave me the worst 2 day hangover of my life.
3. on my 21st birthday the first drink i bought was a fosters at the gas station on the corner of topanga and victory when i actually stopped for only gas, i realized it was after 5:30 pm so i was absolutely legal.
4. i can never look at fettucine alfredo the same way (see number 2), it took me 7 hurls to get it all out.
5. i'm a funny, laid back, talkative, wierd drunk, not violent in any way.
more to come someday.
lord of the rings 3 comes out this december.
the hobbit comes out in 3 years. we'll all be dead by then.
last night, so funny. the true meaning of oooop ahhhhh. Kris, drunk for the first sighting in my life. I give him credit....he alllllllmosttttt had as much as me on my birthday, without the alfredo chunks, more like twin tower chunks and ice cream cookie chunk. We should give him a new nickname, the hunchback.
Yeah, so yester day i spent 55 bucks that i wasn't suppossed to, but so what. We had a good time.
I skipped on tomases get together-parents-are-out-of-the-house thingie. Had to, birthdays are more important.
now i hear stories of 16 year olds, think it was a good descision.
to quote myself "Never drink anything thats fucking NEON!" "It will fuck you up!"
and theres a new quote for yesterday "Can we still vote for Schwazennager? Is there still time? Whats the website? You can vote online right??"
lol..... shut up foos, you SHOULD be able to vote online, lol.
yeah so lets put lukes favorite drinks here: (no particular order) ( i take that back, the order i thought of them in)
1. Mudslide
2. Corona and lime
3. Mikes hard lemonade
4. egg nog
5. that drink i had in vegas that i never knew the name
interesting drink notes:
1. i once had a whole bottle of peppermint shnapps in my car for over 2 months, it slighty crystallized and i threw it away after much coaxing from a friend not to drink it
2. i will never have an AMF again (adios mother fucker) after it gave me the worst 2 day hangover of my life.
3. on my 21st birthday the first drink i bought was a fosters at the gas station on the corner of topanga and victory when i actually stopped for only gas, i realized it was after 5:30 pm so i was absolutely legal.
4. i can never look at fettucine alfredo the same way (see number 2), it took me 7 hurls to get it all out.
5. i'm a funny, laid back, talkative, wierd drunk, not violent in any way.
more to come someday.
lord of the rings 3 comes out this december.
the hobbit comes out in 3 years. we'll all be dead by then.
Friday, September 12, 2003
yeah, sorry my blog of late has been construed of lyrics and quotes. maybe i'm just feeling bad. about myself again. feeling bad, oh yeah.
just some questions to ask...
1. how am i similar to a guy who has a full beard, is 100% christian, and is celibate?
2. why if something is so bad does it feel so good?
3. why did i have to talk to her brother and dad....
4. i'm not scared of brothers, i just dont get along, i get along better with fathers.
5. what does she want to do when she gets back?
6. how does she pass the time when horny, or agitated, or bored?
7. what movie could she watch over and over and over again?
8. what was the last video she bought? music cd?
9. last movie in a theatre?
10. if she won a prize for one day with her favorite actor/actress, who would she pick and where would they go?
11. (once again spoiling the ten list) how does she spend her weekends?
these are questions we never ask in person, but give a lot of insight. ask yourself or a significant other these questions if you haven't already. this is my own little version of an online quiz.
i need to ask more insightful questions, instead of just general questions and try to understand and figure out from there.
is there such thing as outsight?
someone once said to me "i don't know why, but i really only like young white girls"
i said "why? because you're a shallow perv?", and this was to a very good friend of mine, and i did not say it sarcistically or jokingly.
and their answer back was nothing.
sometimes when you talk to me, you gotta know when to shut up, because i don't.
if you're into test-taking (god help you) go to thespark.com
i think i can deal with those tests best. haha, i haven't taken any of them, but i think i like the color scheme better than the other sites, which makes me want to do them.
as for sleep, i dont get much lately, the sleep farie tends to just come along and bonk me on the head when she feels. i must ask for lessssss 8 am shifts. i still cant believe this 5 hour 5-10 pm friday class... this class is gonna cost me the whole weekend, teacher doesnt let people out early. but i dont know, even dragging myself out of bed with only 2-3 hours sleep a day i feel like a million bucks if i spent the night talking to her.
her. she called at 1:28 am this morning, i was hardcore asleep. like hardcore porn but everyone has narcolepsy, that would be funny. i read her away message before i went, said she was ill, so assumed she was out for the night, so i knocked out. i still woke up late for work.... 3rd time in a row... i don't think i'm lazy, maybe its a disorder. insomnia mixed with a splice of hyponarcoly. dont you love making up words. maybe i should do an online symtom diagnosis. maybe one good nights sleep doesnt make up for countless nights missed.
tomas left his hotmail on, emails all ripe and for the picking. and for a while i thought it was mine. but i overcame curiousity and closed it. good luke.
even doctors get sick sometimes, i think thats nifty.
so many unresolved issues, what i wouldn't give for some finality in my life, even if it meant the end of me. i'd go out with a bang, hopefully not literally.
examples: f, k, l, g, a, a.
"hard workingness does not make up for being inconsiderate"
"u know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, the tallest guy in the NBA is Chinese, the Swiss hold the America's Cup, France is accusing the U.S. of arrogance, Germany doesn't want to go to war, and the 3 most powerful men in America are named 'Bush', 'Dick', and 'Colon'. Need I say more?" - CHRIS ROCK
just some questions to ask...
1. how am i similar to a guy who has a full beard, is 100% christian, and is celibate?
2. why if something is so bad does it feel so good?
3. why did i have to talk to her brother and dad....
4. i'm not scared of brothers, i just dont get along, i get along better with fathers.
5. what does she want to do when she gets back?
6. how does she pass the time when horny, or agitated, or bored?
7. what movie could she watch over and over and over again?
8. what was the last video she bought? music cd?
9. last movie in a theatre?
10. if she won a prize for one day with her favorite actor/actress, who would she pick and where would they go?
11. (once again spoiling the ten list) how does she spend her weekends?
these are questions we never ask in person, but give a lot of insight. ask yourself or a significant other these questions if you haven't already. this is my own little version of an online quiz.
i need to ask more insightful questions, instead of just general questions and try to understand and figure out from there.
is there such thing as outsight?
someone once said to me "i don't know why, but i really only like young white girls"
i said "why? because you're a shallow perv?", and this was to a very good friend of mine, and i did not say it sarcistically or jokingly.
and their answer back was nothing.
sometimes when you talk to me, you gotta know when to shut up, because i don't.
if you're into test-taking (god help you) go to thespark.com
i think i can deal with those tests best. haha, i haven't taken any of them, but i think i like the color scheme better than the other sites, which makes me want to do them.
as for sleep, i dont get much lately, the sleep farie tends to just come along and bonk me on the head when she feels. i must ask for lessssss 8 am shifts. i still cant believe this 5 hour 5-10 pm friday class... this class is gonna cost me the whole weekend, teacher doesnt let people out early. but i dont know, even dragging myself out of bed with only 2-3 hours sleep a day i feel like a million bucks if i spent the night talking to her.
her. she called at 1:28 am this morning, i was hardcore asleep. like hardcore porn but everyone has narcolepsy, that would be funny. i read her away message before i went, said she was ill, so assumed she was out for the night, so i knocked out. i still woke up late for work.... 3rd time in a row... i don't think i'm lazy, maybe its a disorder. insomnia mixed with a splice of hyponarcoly. dont you love making up words. maybe i should do an online symtom diagnosis. maybe one good nights sleep doesnt make up for countless nights missed.
tomas left his hotmail on, emails all ripe and for the picking. and for a while i thought it was mine. but i overcame curiousity and closed it. good luke.
even doctors get sick sometimes, i think thats nifty.
so many unresolved issues, what i wouldn't give for some finality in my life, even if it meant the end of me. i'd go out with a bang, hopefully not literally.
examples: f, k, l, g, a, a.
"hard workingness does not make up for being inconsiderate"
"u know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, the tallest guy in the NBA is Chinese, the Swiss hold the America's Cup, France is accusing the U.S. of arrogance, Germany doesn't want to go to war, and the 3 most powerful men in America are named 'Bush', 'Dick', and 'Colon'. Need I say more?" - CHRIS ROCK
"and i'd give it all away, to have someone to come home to..."
amongst the fog a hero emerges. shrouded in mystery and driven by forces unknown he goes towards the light of a new begining.
i find myself now shading my eyes when a pretty girl walks by.
its like listening to a song get greater and tempo as i know someone is there for me 1000 miles away and is coming back soon. but not soon enough.
now, lets talk about masterbation.... i have to be honest i haven't done it much, but...yeah... lets leave it there.....
shakira... what guy doesnt like this girl..??? i don't know what that has to do with masterbation... probably a lot, but, cmon, seriously, shaking it like that. jeaze. meak teh shakira n00b.
"lucky you were born far away, so we can both make fun of distance."
i'm one of those guys who falls hard for a girl, but then nowadays i've learned to keep distance and not smother. if i get to close i get to concerned and jealous.
so i'll stay.
amongst the fog a hero emerges. shrouded in mystery and driven by forces unknown he goes towards the light of a new begining.
i find myself now shading my eyes when a pretty girl walks by.
its like listening to a song get greater and tempo as i know someone is there for me 1000 miles away and is coming back soon. but not soon enough.
now, lets talk about masterbation.... i have to be honest i haven't done it much, but...yeah... lets leave it there.....
shakira... what guy doesnt like this girl..??? i don't know what that has to do with masterbation... probably a lot, but, cmon, seriously, shaking it like that. jeaze. meak teh shakira n00b.
"lucky you were born far away, so we can both make fun of distance."
i'm one of those guys who falls hard for a girl, but then nowadays i've learned to keep distance and not smother. if i get to close i get to concerned and jealous.
so i'll stay.
Wednesday, September 10, 2003
you know you're ghetto when: you wait at the bus stop and you bounce to people blaring the radio in their car.
i saw a lady doing that today, and the word "ghetto" instantly popped into my head.
thus todays title, and title for a couple days i think, as my creative libido dies or goes to elsewhere.
for those of you new to my mind, i change the title of this blog almost every time i blog in it. blog, its a verb and a noun, how novel.
it was a hilarious sight to see. but i could also be ghetto because i have a car i dont drive and i ride my broken bike to school.
hopefully i can get an adjustable crescent wrench from someone (jeff) and fix it (jeff). oops disregard last set of parenthesis. :)
i recieved a letter from my asian pear to one "Lukey Luke Luke". Did she douse it with her perfume.....?????????
a phone, a guitar, a physics book, a classroom and a dirty sink wait for me. cya.
i saw a lady doing that today, and the word "ghetto" instantly popped into my head.
thus todays title, and title for a couple days i think, as my creative libido dies or goes to elsewhere.
for those of you new to my mind, i change the title of this blog almost every time i blog in it. blog, its a verb and a noun, how novel.
it was a hilarious sight to see. but i could also be ghetto because i have a car i dont drive and i ride my broken bike to school.
hopefully i can get an adjustable crescent wrench from someone (jeff) and fix it (jeff). oops disregard last set of parenthesis. :)
i recieved a letter from my asian pear to one "Lukey Luke Luke". Did she douse it with her perfume.....?????????
a phone, a guitar, a physics book, a classroom and a dirty sink wait for me. cya.
oh yeah, proof the french are stupid
and if you haven't ever read my away messages that give my website, for free music, games, and sex, go there,
sex not included, i reserve the right to offer free sex on my web site and actually provide none.
and if you haven't ever read my away messages that give my website, for free music, games, and sex, go there,
sex not included, i reserve the right to offer free sex on my web site and actually provide none.
did i tell you about my merry mishaps at school?
like how the first day of school my bag opened i the middle of getting home and going to class, and stuff hung out for a while without me knowing. its like walking around with your fly open. twice. thrice. good band.
well, i notice different thigns, many things, and i eventually noticed the bag was open before everything came out, so i re-zipped my fly, picked up my pride, and peddled on.
wheresmyricebowl (7:49:26 PM): uououo
wheresmyricebowl (7:49:31 PM): i can download little mermaid print studio on kazaa
yeah..... explain that to the lawyers that sue your ass.
just because i feel like it, i'm going to post some links
what gandalf is doing
scared?
pink money
what i wish my blog and writing could be
like how the first day of school my bag opened i the middle of getting home and going to class, and stuff hung out for a while without me knowing. its like walking around with your fly open. twice. thrice. good band.
well, i notice different thigns, many things, and i eventually noticed the bag was open before everything came out, so i re-zipped my fly, picked up my pride, and peddled on.
wheresmyricebowl (7:49:26 PM): uououo
wheresmyricebowl (7:49:31 PM): i can download little mermaid print studio on kazaa
yeah..... explain that to the lawyers that sue your ass.
just because i feel like it, i'm going to post some links
what gandalf is doing
scared?
pink money
what i wish my blog and writing could be
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
Monday, September 08, 2003
- an excerpt from an email which is the first time i've talked to my cousin in thailand in a few years....
Hi BOY,
I think you forgot us in Thailand. We are very cool. Do you remember P'EW, she is daugther of TOY's Aunt who was died by cancer since last year. Now she has stuied in Austrain for two weeks. We think of you and your dad a lot. At the same time, we are very serious about illness of Uncle Dumrong.
We hope he will have a good health and have a long life. It's very trouble if have not your dad to take care him at there.
For you, I don't worrid. I think you have ability to take care yourself excellent because of uncle Lek never worried about your action.
BYE BYE.
OH
Sumitronics (Thailand) Co., Ltd.
Hi BOY,
I think you forgot us in Thailand. We are very cool. Do you remember P'EW, she is daugther of TOY's Aunt who was died by cancer since last year. Now she has stuied in Austrain for two weeks. We think of you and your dad a lot. At the same time, we are very serious about illness of Uncle Dumrong.
We hope he will have a good health and have a long life. It's very trouble if have not your dad to take care him at there.
For you, I don't worrid. I think you have ability to take care yourself excellent because of uncle Lek never worried about your action.
BYE BYE.
OH
Sumitronics (Thailand) Co., Ltd.
ahhh, sunday. a sam ash there, a phone call here, and cooking to end an otherwise fruitless day.
let me explain about cooking and why it is that a girl who can cook can turn one on.
i dunno, it just does. i guess its about caring. it takes a lot more time to cook a meal than buy take-out. and its got that oh-so homely warmness.
i found my cantonese phrasebook! now my vocabulary can extend beyond gung hei!
you'll know where i can be found, when i come around...
go do what you like, but make sure you do it wise.
you can't go forcing something if its just not right.
let me explain about cooking and why it is that a girl who can cook can turn one on.
i dunno, it just does. i guess its about caring. it takes a lot more time to cook a meal than buy take-out. and its got that oh-so homely warmness.
i found my cantonese phrasebook! now my vocabulary can extend beyond gung hei!
you'll know where i can be found, when i come around...
go do what you like, but make sure you do it wise.
you can't go forcing something if its just not right.
Sunday, September 07, 2003
ooo ooo, i look just like buddy holly.
at least thats whats some say when i wear my glasses, such as now.
watched the order last night with the guys.
during the first 30 minutes, i got 4 calls. first 3 from jong and the last from laura.
somehow i knew she'd call when i was in the theatre. 10:30 pm, i would have called her if i was anywhere else.
nah, i had it on silent, so it didnt bother nobody.
its funny, but because of the first 3 flashes, i was ready to just turn it off if it was jong again on the fourth, but, there was that thought, in the back of my mind, that it could be her. and lo' and behold, it was.
so seeing "LCELL"'s name come up, i run out of the theatre like i have a hernia, and calmly and cooly hit the button and answer with hello in my smoothest voice. and she couldn't hear me, so i had to say it a few times, embarrassment as some of the ushers looked at me funny. in fact, i was so excited at the call i started saying hello really loud before i got out the theatre door, i hope it just blent in with the movie.
so yeah um hum, she didnt sound too happy, and i knew she had called before, so i really had to answer it, then she let me go watch the movie., hahah. as i was saying i missed her she hung up.
she called this morning before i woke up, my phone was still on silent from the movie.....didn't get to answer it.
its by these calls i know she really cares, and even tho sometimes i'm not there, i do intend to make it up to her when she gets back. and now i can impress her with my knowlege of sex and the city and the 3 cantonese phrases i learned before i lost the book.
i guess i worry as much about her when she's gone as she does me, and thats comforting to know. similar while away.
remember the part in lord of the rings 2 where that elf girl has to make the descision to stay and live 1000 years after her lovers death, or to go off and go to "elf heaven". she had a talk with her dad and chose elf heaven.
there are truths in this world. good. evil. but love is all up to the beholder. maybe love is that neutral between good and evil. maybe it is above good. maybe it is below evil.
moulin rouge - the greatest thing is to love and be loved in return.
in "the order", the man has to chose whether to live life without the love of a woman, or a painfully immmoral life to him with her. he chose her, then it so happens he is granted immortal life, and has to live with the pain of loss.
whos to say he couldnt love again? and again? and again?
is there a limit to how much love you have?
meanwhile, theres jalaura, and all my friends except for kevin don't have anybody. i feel lucky.
of course, after a point, i was always looking for someone. now that i have her, she's not here....
irony is the cloak we have to wear sometimes when its supposed to be raining happiness.
right now... i am listening to "Superstar" by roller girl. stupidest song i think i have ever heard, but i heard it first with her, and when i listen to it i can remember that day, and i can remember her, and so on and so on.
i believe most people are dictated by past experiences, and i'm not an exception.
at least thats whats some say when i wear my glasses, such as now.
watched the order last night with the guys.
during the first 30 minutes, i got 4 calls. first 3 from jong and the last from laura.
somehow i knew she'd call when i was in the theatre. 10:30 pm, i would have called her if i was anywhere else.
nah, i had it on silent, so it didnt bother nobody.
its funny, but because of the first 3 flashes, i was ready to just turn it off if it was jong again on the fourth, but, there was that thought, in the back of my mind, that it could be her. and lo' and behold, it was.
so seeing "LCELL"'s name come up, i run out of the theatre like i have a hernia, and calmly and cooly hit the button and answer with hello in my smoothest voice. and she couldn't hear me, so i had to say it a few times, embarrassment as some of the ushers looked at me funny. in fact, i was so excited at the call i started saying hello really loud before i got out the theatre door, i hope it just blent in with the movie.
so yeah um hum, she didnt sound too happy, and i knew she had called before, so i really had to answer it, then she let me go watch the movie., hahah. as i was saying i missed her she hung up.
she called this morning before i woke up, my phone was still on silent from the movie.....didn't get to answer it.
its by these calls i know she really cares, and even tho sometimes i'm not there, i do intend to make it up to her when she gets back. and now i can impress her with my knowlege of sex and the city and the 3 cantonese phrases i learned before i lost the book.
i guess i worry as much about her when she's gone as she does me, and thats comforting to know. similar while away.
remember the part in lord of the rings 2 where that elf girl has to make the descision to stay and live 1000 years after her lovers death, or to go off and go to "elf heaven". she had a talk with her dad and chose elf heaven.
there are truths in this world. good. evil. but love is all up to the beholder. maybe love is that neutral between good and evil. maybe it is above good. maybe it is below evil.
moulin rouge - the greatest thing is to love and be loved in return.
in "the order", the man has to chose whether to live life without the love of a woman, or a painfully immmoral life to him with her. he chose her, then it so happens he is granted immortal life, and has to live with the pain of loss.
whos to say he couldnt love again? and again? and again?
is there a limit to how much love you have?
meanwhile, theres jalaura, and all my friends except for kevin don't have anybody. i feel lucky.
of course, after a point, i was always looking for someone. now that i have her, she's not here....
irony is the cloak we have to wear sometimes when its supposed to be raining happiness.
right now... i am listening to "Superstar" by roller girl. stupidest song i think i have ever heard, but i heard it first with her, and when i listen to it i can remember that day, and i can remember her, and so on and so on.
i believe most people are dictated by past experiences, and i'm not an exception.
Friday, September 05, 2003
hung out the the guys today. not the apartment guys, my gamer friends.
found out i wasnt so hot at soul caliber as i thought i was. a lesson in humility, and anger management too.
i didn't get a chance to talk to laura tonight, and i know she leaves tommorow for Austin, i hope she has fun, i know she probably likes to be with her friends as much as i like to be with mine. 15 more days till she comes back.... no not like i'm counting or anything... haha.
i'm actually working on my ebonics too for this girl. so although i lost my cantonese phrasebook maybe i can learn how to appreciate rap or something by the time she comes back.
i believe theres time away for a reason. for improving one's self or doing things one could not do if the mate was around. watch the luke in his natural habitat.
not really any word from her at all today. was it something i said? did? i didn't get my daily fix, and i'm left feeling unsatisfied. i guess what i learned is that only temporary comfort can be called from your friends, but you can always count upon your girlfriend to comfort when called.
i sent a letter... ok ok.... not a letter, an email, to my cousin(s) in thailand, and a semi old picture of me, but one that looks good. not truly representing myself i guess. but i feel i havent talked to them in ages.
on the cousin checklist, i still have to see pat and dean, i miss dose guys, funny happy go lucky characters turned into thugs by the redondo beach evironment.
i got chicken and pork jook (rice porridge) which i got addicted to from sanamluang in van nuys. breakfasts are solved.
i got capri suns, which is no use because they just leave you stil thirsty after you drink one anyway.
i got cream soda, 99 cent microwave pizzas, and new "experimental" hot pocket pot pies.
thanks for listening to my grocery list and my gripes and my going on about laura.
got to wake up for wok in 4 hours, i'd better get going.
ever spell random words wrong to see what a persons reaction would be? its kinda like pretending you heard someone say something wrong, but they really said it right.
found out i wasnt so hot at soul caliber as i thought i was. a lesson in humility, and anger management too.
i didn't get a chance to talk to laura tonight, and i know she leaves tommorow for Austin, i hope she has fun, i know she probably likes to be with her friends as much as i like to be with mine. 15 more days till she comes back.... no not like i'm counting or anything... haha.
i'm actually working on my ebonics too for this girl. so although i lost my cantonese phrasebook maybe i can learn how to appreciate rap or something by the time she comes back.
i believe theres time away for a reason. for improving one's self or doing things one could not do if the mate was around. watch the luke in his natural habitat.
not really any word from her at all today. was it something i said? did? i didn't get my daily fix, and i'm left feeling unsatisfied. i guess what i learned is that only temporary comfort can be called from your friends, but you can always count upon your girlfriend to comfort when called.
i sent a letter... ok ok.... not a letter, an email, to my cousin(s) in thailand, and a semi old picture of me, but one that looks good. not truly representing myself i guess. but i feel i havent talked to them in ages.
on the cousin checklist, i still have to see pat and dean, i miss dose guys, funny happy go lucky characters turned into thugs by the redondo beach evironment.
i got chicken and pork jook (rice porridge) which i got addicted to from sanamluang in van nuys. breakfasts are solved.
i got capri suns, which is no use because they just leave you stil thirsty after you drink one anyway.
i got cream soda, 99 cent microwave pizzas, and new "experimental" hot pocket pot pies.
thanks for listening to my grocery list and my gripes and my going on about laura.
got to wake up for wok in 4 hours, i'd better get going.
ever spell random words wrong to see what a persons reaction would be? its kinda like pretending you heard someone say something wrong, but they really said it right.
Thursday, September 04, 2003
funny thing happened to me yesterday. i went running.
running is good for you, it gives to time to think about things.
you learn about yourself while you run, you know your discipline is increasing, your weight is decreasing, and you can examine your threshold for pain.
are emails really bla'ze?
she signs her name by underlining with the letter "L" in her name. I do that sometimes. A lot of people with a first name that starts with "L" do that.
will be talk to back later.
running is good for you, it gives to time to think about things.
you learn about yourself while you run, you know your discipline is increasing, your weight is decreasing, and you can examine your threshold for pain.
are emails really bla'ze?
she signs her name by underlining with the letter "L" in her name. I do that sometimes. A lot of people with a first name that starts with "L" do that.
will be talk to back later.
Wednesday, September 03, 2003
while we're posting convo's, might as well put up a random one :D
kaaneejon (8:05:41 PM): So what's up? :-)
wheresmyricebowl (8:05:48 PM): nada much
wheresmyricebowl (8:05:56 PM): gotta runna much reel quik
kaaneejon (8:06:03 PM): Hahaha.
kaaneejon (8:06:29 PM): Hee, Hawaiian speak.
wheresmyricebowl (8:06:41 PM): lol
wheresmyricebowl (8:06:51 PM): i thought it was cherokee
kaaneejon (8:06:56 PM): Oh!
wheresmyricebowl (8:06:56 PM): me sitting luke
kaaneejon (8:07:00 PM): Hahahaahaha!
wheresmyricebowl (8:07:07 PM): me be getting fat, waste too much wompum
kaaneejon (8:07:12 PM): Hahaha.
kaaneejon (8:07:23 PM): You getting fat??
kaaneejon (8:07:32 PM): Too much chocolate cake and grape soda?
wheresmyricebowl (8:07:45 PM): yeah, exactly
wheresmyricebowl (8:07:49 PM): and i feel bad
wheresmyricebowl (8:08:01 PM): i drank a liter of gatorade but didnt do jack to deserve it
kaaneejon (8:08:20 PM): Aw.
kaaneejon (8:09:05 PM): How's class been so far?
wheresmyricebowl (8:09:15 PM): standard
wheresmyricebowl (8:09:23 PM): comes with air bags
wheresmyricebowl (8:09:26 PM): power steering
wheresmyricebowl (8:09:58 PM): wow i effictively shoved two metaphors from one opener
kaaneejon (8:10:16 PM): Hahahaha.
wheresmyricebowl (8:10:31 PM): air bags are my teachers, power steering is a snide comment that my bike is broken
kaaneejon (8:10:56 PM): Awwwwwwwwwwwwww.
kaaneejon (8:11:03 PM): What happened to your red bike?
wheresmyricebowl (8:11:21 PM): the steering wheel is punk'd
kaaneejon (8:12:04 PM): How'd that happen?
wheresmyricebowl (8:12:27 PM): ah well i gotta go put on my all day i dream about sex and go running now
kaaneejon (8:12:51 PM): That was sooooooooooooo random.
wheresmyricebowl (8:12:57 PM): i'll be baby back ribs
kaaneejon (8:13:03 PM): Haha, okay then.
kaaneejon (8:13:06 PM): Have fun.
kaaneejon (8:13:10 PM): Don't get run over by any cars.
wheresmyricebowl (8:13:38 PM): hahaha! ................ (gets run over)
kaaneejon (8:13:51 PM): You're supposed to put up your hand!
kaaneejon (8:13:55 PM): Stop the bullets like Neo.
wheresmyricebowl (8:14:51 PM): hahah, oh yeah, anyway, i'll post this conversation on my blog, it was pretty interesting, if you dont mind, and i've been on a aim convo posting binge i guess, it fits right in
kaaneejon (8:15:04 PM): Hahaha, sure go ahead.
wheresmyricebowl (8:15:09 PM): ok ok, gotta go, thanks :-)
kaaneejon (8:15:14 PM): Byeeeeeeee!
kaaneejon (8:15:15 PM): :-)
kaaneejon (8:05:41 PM): So what's up? :-)
wheresmyricebowl (8:05:48 PM): nada much
wheresmyricebowl (8:05:56 PM): gotta runna much reel quik
kaaneejon (8:06:03 PM): Hahaha.
kaaneejon (8:06:29 PM): Hee, Hawaiian speak.
wheresmyricebowl (8:06:41 PM): lol
wheresmyricebowl (8:06:51 PM): i thought it was cherokee
kaaneejon (8:06:56 PM): Oh!
wheresmyricebowl (8:06:56 PM): me sitting luke
kaaneejon (8:07:00 PM): Hahahaahaha!
wheresmyricebowl (8:07:07 PM): me be getting fat, waste too much wompum
kaaneejon (8:07:12 PM): Hahaha.
kaaneejon (8:07:23 PM): You getting fat??
kaaneejon (8:07:32 PM): Too much chocolate cake and grape soda?
wheresmyricebowl (8:07:45 PM): yeah, exactly
wheresmyricebowl (8:07:49 PM): and i feel bad
wheresmyricebowl (8:08:01 PM): i drank a liter of gatorade but didnt do jack to deserve it
kaaneejon (8:08:20 PM): Aw.
kaaneejon (8:09:05 PM): How's class been so far?
wheresmyricebowl (8:09:15 PM): standard
wheresmyricebowl (8:09:23 PM): comes with air bags
wheresmyricebowl (8:09:26 PM): power steering
wheresmyricebowl (8:09:58 PM): wow i effictively shoved two metaphors from one opener
kaaneejon (8:10:16 PM): Hahahaha.
wheresmyricebowl (8:10:31 PM): air bags are my teachers, power steering is a snide comment that my bike is broken
kaaneejon (8:10:56 PM): Awwwwwwwwwwwwww.
kaaneejon (8:11:03 PM): What happened to your red bike?
wheresmyricebowl (8:11:21 PM): the steering wheel is punk'd
kaaneejon (8:12:04 PM): How'd that happen?
wheresmyricebowl (8:12:27 PM): ah well i gotta go put on my all day i dream about sex and go running now
kaaneejon (8:12:51 PM): That was sooooooooooooo random.
wheresmyricebowl (8:12:57 PM): i'll be baby back ribs
kaaneejon (8:13:03 PM): Haha, okay then.
kaaneejon (8:13:06 PM): Have fun.
kaaneejon (8:13:10 PM): Don't get run over by any cars.
wheresmyricebowl (8:13:38 PM): hahaha! ................ (gets run over)
kaaneejon (8:13:51 PM): You're supposed to put up your hand!
kaaneejon (8:13:55 PM): Stop the bullets like Neo.
wheresmyricebowl (8:14:51 PM): hahah, oh yeah, anyway, i'll post this conversation on my blog, it was pretty interesting, if you dont mind, and i've been on a aim convo posting binge i guess, it fits right in
kaaneejon (8:15:04 PM): Hahaha, sure go ahead.
wheresmyricebowl (8:15:09 PM): ok ok, gotta go, thanks :-)
kaaneejon (8:15:14 PM): Byeeeeeeee!
kaaneejon (8:15:15 PM): :-)
some nerd humor here...
wheresmyricebowl (7:53:53 PM): sup mike
Hot Turtle Sex (7:54:06 PM): sup
wheresmyricebowl (7:54:11 PM): let me send oyu this
Hot Turtle Sex (7:54:15 PM): ok
wheresmyricebowl wants to send file C:\Documents and Settings\Luke\Desktop\Starring_Role.mp3 (7:54:42 PM).
Hot Turtle Sex (7:55:08 PM): hold on have to turn off firewall
wheresmyricebowl (7:55:22 PM): k
Hot Turtle Sex (7:55:40 PM): oh it is off weird that i cant receive it
wheresmyricebowl (7:55:53 PM): lol
wheresmyricebowl (7:55:56 PM): dumb macs!
Hot Turtle Sex (7:56:15 PM): hah i think its my isp actually but nice try
wheresmyricebowl (7:58:18 PM): hrm
wheresmyricebowl (7:58:21 PM): maybe its me
wheresmyricebowl (7:58:25 PM): i am your isp
wheresmyricebowl (7:53:53 PM): sup mike
Hot Turtle Sex (7:54:06 PM): sup
wheresmyricebowl (7:54:11 PM): let me send oyu this
Hot Turtle Sex (7:54:15 PM): ok
wheresmyricebowl wants to send file C:\Documents and Settings\Luke\Desktop\Starring_Role.mp3 (7:54:42 PM).
Hot Turtle Sex (7:55:08 PM): hold on have to turn off firewall
wheresmyricebowl (7:55:22 PM): k
Hot Turtle Sex (7:55:40 PM): oh it is off weird that i cant receive it
wheresmyricebowl (7:55:53 PM): lol
wheresmyricebowl (7:55:56 PM): dumb macs!
Hot Turtle Sex (7:56:15 PM): hah i think its my isp actually but nice try
wheresmyricebowl (7:58:18 PM): hrm
wheresmyricebowl (7:58:21 PM): maybe its me
wheresmyricebowl (7:58:25 PM): i am your isp
Tuesday, September 02, 2003
sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
liking reading aas (but i always mispell it ass, it took me 3 times to re-type that aas)
work. i actually woke up semi-on-time today, felt good to actually shave and take a shower before work, but i still had to get a coffee and be a bum around campus.
laura. i actually like her more and more every day. and i miss her more and more everyday. i can actually talk to her on the phone, and tho i can't be as random as i'd like, its still all good cuz she gives me that fuzzy feeling, that be warm.
we share ideas, knowledge, and i share my crappy jokes.
she's just out there in texas doing her thang, and we talk about what we're gonna do and where we are gonna go when she gets back.
she won't admit she's smart, and she's very considerate. i'll just give little tidbits as time goes on. i think she knows more about me than i do about her. it takes time.
I need to start exercising/working out again. god damn, i want to do kendo again.
crap gotta go.
liking reading aas (but i always mispell it ass, it took me 3 times to re-type that aas)
work. i actually woke up semi-on-time today, felt good to actually shave and take a shower before work, but i still had to get a coffee and be a bum around campus.
laura. i actually like her more and more every day. and i miss her more and more everyday. i can actually talk to her on the phone, and tho i can't be as random as i'd like, its still all good cuz she gives me that fuzzy feeling, that be warm.
we share ideas, knowledge, and i share my crappy jokes.
she's just out there in texas doing her thang, and we talk about what we're gonna do and where we are gonna go when she gets back.
she won't admit she's smart, and she's very considerate. i'll just give little tidbits as time goes on. i think she knows more about me than i do about her. it takes time.
I need to start exercising/working out again. god damn, i want to do kendo again.
crap gotta go.
Monday, September 01, 2003
Friday, August 29, 2003
at work, at blogging
so, i'm in the top 500 players on the east coast of warcraft 3, i'm aware i have no life.
had a long talk on the phone with laura last night. for some reason i just can't make her laugh like she makes me, she can make me laugh like the dickens.
a lot of innuendo, but who doesn't like innuendo?
she talked to me while i went to the grocery store, she talked to me while i got gas, she talked to me while i almost got pulled over, she talked to me while i drank grape soda and changed clothes.
i talked to her about my life, and type of girl i liked, she sounded interested.
now i want to know about her. she said you'll find out in time. darn, did i just give up too much information about myself? my secret identity, its out now.
no class today, friday, until pierce starts, but hell, i still have work at 8 am. that is gonna bite me in the ass one day.
i guess i could have gone to visit her in texas, considering labor day. its the thought that counts.
friday or saturday i'm going to play tennis with jenn, what a nice friend to have.
well, i cleaned my room. i did the dishes, and i've done my homework, such a good little boy, eh?
my bike is broken. my guitars need repair. my car needs work. so many more things to do. i hate chores.
should i go to nicks wake?
so, i'm in the top 500 players on the east coast of warcraft 3, i'm aware i have no life.
had a long talk on the phone with laura last night. for some reason i just can't make her laugh like she makes me, she can make me laugh like the dickens.
a lot of innuendo, but who doesn't like innuendo?
she talked to me while i went to the grocery store, she talked to me while i got gas, she talked to me while i almost got pulled over, she talked to me while i drank grape soda and changed clothes.
i talked to her about my life, and type of girl i liked, she sounded interested.
now i want to know about her. she said you'll find out in time. darn, did i just give up too much information about myself? my secret identity, its out now.
no class today, friday, until pierce starts, but hell, i still have work at 8 am. that is gonna bite me in the ass one day.
i guess i could have gone to visit her in texas, considering labor day. its the thought that counts.
friday or saturday i'm going to play tennis with jenn, what a nice friend to have.
well, i cleaned my room. i did the dishes, and i've done my homework, such a good little boy, eh?
my bike is broken. my guitars need repair. my car needs work. so many more things to do. i hate chores.
should i go to nicks wake?
Thursday, August 28, 2003
Heh, thanks for the blog description, Jeffrey D. T.
I woke up at 4 today, no apparent reason, so i thought i'd do my blog for the day.
random bill cosby skits, she stood up in the stirups, the chocolate cake, and little jeffrey
or as i get a kick out of calling him, Mr. Resevior Tip.
anyway,
Did you guys see Mars? What a ripoff eh? It was bright, and it was orangy, won't see that for another 60,000 years.
If i was Stifler i'd say Mars can blow me.
(enter the MLA BA.E writing style)
Now, theres some things missing from my spurted cohorted dreams that push the ever so reality of life out of the envolope, spilling out onto the table for all to see here.. like getting junk mail in the afternoon, you sit there and sort through it all, look for that one gem, that ends up being a bill, or junk mail disquised as an actual letter.
You never really get a real letter. You just think you do. And when you do, you keep it until you lose it anyway.
And in the empty shoebox that is the mind, you're potential for storage is infinite, but taking out all the letters and finding them and remembering them at the same time is the hard part. Clutter can cloud cleverly.
Is hate really better than ignorance?
Why did grace really come down to see my band? was it pity? was it curious? i'm glad she remembered my guitar. that says more than words. But somehow i don't think it was to see me in a putrid state belt out semi-forgetable simplistic bantering music. Was it a gesture of goodwill? Did she really mean to say, "hey we can still be friends, just stay on your side of the fucking world, and i'll take my spaceship and go see you sometime. " ? i don't really think it was that, but
No doubt her friends and family still consider me witless and winless, but i don't think she does. She said she recognized Jenny, and then sometimes i hate the valley for being so small. They both have something in common, they believe in me. Or maybe the reality of it is that they believe in the POTENTIAL of me. i like laura because she liked me even after i told her my deepest shit the first day we met, and there was no world. money didnt matter, clothes, car, nothing did, and i knew off the bat it was genuine. I was stunned by her in her natural state, sweats and glasses and all, i thought she was very luminous. She says a lot of her friends have turned materialistic, i hope she never buys a 400 dollar coach bag, then i'd wear all the ugly nordstrom shirts she wants, :). She liked my hat.
She doesn't really read this i guess. But thats good, its like meeting someone and trying to get to know them speaking back to back. face to face is much better.
Because i don't think i'm all that great in potential, that yet.
Well, they don't have a cantonese class at csun, the only Japanese class is with Snyder-ass. and i don't know what guitar pedology is, so i'll have to forgo music too. 12 units it is. funny, Matt got into snyders class, you can't pity the willing.
I see constantly and consistantly a pattern in my friends, ever since junior high. make some, lose some. get better accuianted, get better assrammed. win some, draw some out of a a fucking hat. open yourself, close your mind.
If you follow the advice of the galactically stupid, you might get the wrong directions to the universe.
I've heard and seen the term, "Characteristically-Lacking", and wonder if i too am a part of the personality-impaired.
I'm picking up a few required books to read now, reading early, and taking diligent notes in class. I like being in school, but i don't like school.
I say things many times for those short of memory. The way you and me are now, trees from the way we were brought up. I saw the error of my ways, and i've gone from pushing people out of line as a snack bar bully, to a somewhat kind and sensitive man, the kind of guy who like long term relationships, and wants to get married someday. the "holy grail" of men.
Hanging around the guys at the apartment does bring out the worst in meeh tho. I'm constantly neandrathallic and insulting, if just to be funny or be funny to myself, i see it and i hate my old ways.
well, there was a lot more stuff i was going to write about. diddy reese obsession sustained, tennis urge still meandering. ramen reserves depleted. yes a lot more stuff, but i guess i chose to be long winded this time around, and you may not have understood much of this long winded blog, but,
i'm content if you just hum along.
i haven't written emails back to some... mike, bonnie, jenn, mom. but secretly i write these long things for you all. i want you all to know me, someday, and i don't mean to seem closed or unfriendly, which some see me as, and i don't want to hide certain feelings. me and grace talked about suicide briefly, is it slightly selfish? i'm glad at least i can call her grace now, instead of "my ex", or "o hated one" or something like that. guess this is truly moving on.
i could do it, but it would be an indignity never to talk about her.
You meet the best people in the strangest places sometimes, like big mike, again what a sad birthday to me it seemed, his 18th, and i could barely be there for him, he didn't have any friends with him and there was del schorcho sauce on his Big Fat Taco that stood for his birthday cake, along with crispy cut fries.
we lifted coronas with lime in nicks memory today, don't know if that was the right thing to do, but it sure made me feel better.
my my, its 5.
I woke up at 4 today, no apparent reason, so i thought i'd do my blog for the day.
random bill cosby skits, she stood up in the stirups, the chocolate cake, and little jeffrey
or as i get a kick out of calling him, Mr. Resevior Tip.
anyway,
Did you guys see Mars? What a ripoff eh? It was bright, and it was orangy, won't see that for another 60,000 years.
If i was Stifler i'd say Mars can blow me.
(enter the MLA BA.E writing style)
Now, theres some things missing from my spurted cohorted dreams that push the ever so reality of life out of the envolope, spilling out onto the table for all to see here.. like getting junk mail in the afternoon, you sit there and sort through it all, look for that one gem, that ends up being a bill, or junk mail disquised as an actual letter.
You never really get a real letter. You just think you do. And when you do, you keep it until you lose it anyway.
And in the empty shoebox that is the mind, you're potential for storage is infinite, but taking out all the letters and finding them and remembering them at the same time is the hard part. Clutter can cloud cleverly.
Is hate really better than ignorance?
Why did grace really come down to see my band? was it pity? was it curious? i'm glad she remembered my guitar. that says more than words. But somehow i don't think it was to see me in a putrid state belt out semi-forgetable simplistic bantering music. Was it a gesture of goodwill? Did she really mean to say, "hey we can still be friends, just stay on your side of the fucking world, and i'll take my spaceship and go see you sometime. " ? i don't really think it was that, but
No doubt her friends and family still consider me witless and winless, but i don't think she does. She said she recognized Jenny, and then sometimes i hate the valley for being so small. They both have something in common, they believe in me. Or maybe the reality of it is that they believe in the POTENTIAL of me. i like laura because she liked me even after i told her my deepest shit the first day we met, and there was no world. money didnt matter, clothes, car, nothing did, and i knew off the bat it was genuine. I was stunned by her in her natural state, sweats and glasses and all, i thought she was very luminous. She says a lot of her friends have turned materialistic, i hope she never buys a 400 dollar coach bag, then i'd wear all the ugly nordstrom shirts she wants, :). She liked my hat.
She doesn't really read this i guess. But thats good, its like meeting someone and trying to get to know them speaking back to back. face to face is much better.
Because i don't think i'm all that great in potential, that yet.
Well, they don't have a cantonese class at csun, the only Japanese class is with Snyder-ass. and i don't know what guitar pedology is, so i'll have to forgo music too. 12 units it is. funny, Matt got into snyders class, you can't pity the willing.
I see constantly and consistantly a pattern in my friends, ever since junior high. make some, lose some. get better accuianted, get better assrammed. win some, draw some out of a a fucking hat. open yourself, close your mind.
If you follow the advice of the galactically stupid, you might get the wrong directions to the universe.
I've heard and seen the term, "Characteristically-Lacking", and wonder if i too am a part of the personality-impaired.
I'm picking up a few required books to read now, reading early, and taking diligent notes in class. I like being in school, but i don't like school.
I say things many times for those short of memory. The way you and me are now, trees from the way we were brought up. I saw the error of my ways, and i've gone from pushing people out of line as a snack bar bully, to a somewhat kind and sensitive man, the kind of guy who like long term relationships, and wants to get married someday. the "holy grail" of men.
Hanging around the guys at the apartment does bring out the worst in meeh tho. I'm constantly neandrathallic and insulting, if just to be funny or be funny to myself, i see it and i hate my old ways.
well, there was a lot more stuff i was going to write about. diddy reese obsession sustained, tennis urge still meandering. ramen reserves depleted. yes a lot more stuff, but i guess i chose to be long winded this time around, and you may not have understood much of this long winded blog, but,
i'm content if you just hum along.
i haven't written emails back to some... mike, bonnie, jenn, mom. but secretly i write these long things for you all. i want you all to know me, someday, and i don't mean to seem closed or unfriendly, which some see me as, and i don't want to hide certain feelings. me and grace talked about suicide briefly, is it slightly selfish? i'm glad at least i can call her grace now, instead of "my ex", or "o hated one" or something like that. guess this is truly moving on.
i could do it, but it would be an indignity never to talk about her.
You meet the best people in the strangest places sometimes, like big mike, again what a sad birthday to me it seemed, his 18th, and i could barely be there for him, he didn't have any friends with him and there was del schorcho sauce on his Big Fat Taco that stood for his birthday cake, along with crispy cut fries.
we lifted coronas with lime in nicks memory today, don't know if that was the right thing to do, but it sure made me feel better.
my my, its 5.
ims from people out of the blue are cool, especially if they talk about random shit,if you ever read this, just im me and say kumquat over and over and over again. i think kumquat is the single handedly most funniest word ever for some reason.
i hope i dont mistake too many people for other people online. online gossip, fun. typing soemthing in the wron IM window meant for someone else, which is embarrassing....NOT FUN!
i copied the white stripes album "elephant" to my hard drive.... in 64 kbs, to the non-nerdy-as-i-am, that means it sounds like shit. good job luke.
gotta go for tonight folks, work becons. yes i am a pitiful wretch, but a pitiful wretch with a paycheck, so ha.
i hope i dont mistake too many people for other people online. online gossip, fun. typing soemthing in the wron IM window meant for someone else, which is embarrassing....NOT FUN!
i copied the white stripes album "elephant" to my hard drive.... in 64 kbs, to the non-nerdy-as-i-am, that means it sounds like shit. good job luke.
gotta go for tonight folks, work becons. yes i am a pitiful wretch, but a pitiful wretch with a paycheck, so ha.
that dry english wit, it is truly funny sometimes, i find it hilarious in the classroom
today, after spending 5 minutes in the wrong classroom and doubly interrupting the professor entering and leaving, i found myself laughing to myself hysterically as my physics teacher struggled with a squeeky pice of chalk and cursing it in his english accent
guess ya had to be there.
today, after spending 5 minutes in the wrong classroom and doubly interrupting the professor entering and leaving, i found myself laughing to myself hysterically as my physics teacher struggled with a squeeky pice of chalk and cursing it in his english accent
guess ya had to be there.
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
*sigh, well i'm going to talk about randomness and the awkwardness of hugs
hugs are awkward, to me, and they should be to you too.
i'd rather kiss someone i care about than give them a hug
if you think about it, the amount of contact goes in reverse of the amount of affection shown
it takes very little contact for a kiss
a little more for a handshake
a little more for holding hands
a little more for an i'm-freinds-with-you hug
and a buttload for a big hug
well, frankly, i'm uncomfortable with the buttload
and yeah........ my randomness, its not as bad as some believe.....
i'm starting to think i should settle down again.... for this girl... again...
but as the great Jenn once said, the randomness is the best part. haha, its like i'm a twinkie and the creamy center is what everybody is yearning for.
Yeah. Last time i settled down for a girl i lost her.
Everybody is scoring bad points with me, but who wants good points all the time all the time?
i am no longer a lifeguard, and i never got paid for half my work, JEWS!!! lol jk =)
you know what else, work at 8 am sucks :P
hugs are awkward, to me, and they should be to you too.
i'd rather kiss someone i care about than give them a hug
if you think about it, the amount of contact goes in reverse of the amount of affection shown
it takes very little contact for a kiss
a little more for a handshake
a little more for holding hands
a little more for an i'm-freinds-with-you hug
and a buttload for a big hug
well, frankly, i'm uncomfortable with the buttload
and yeah........ my randomness, its not as bad as some believe.....
i'm starting to think i should settle down again.... for this girl... again...
but as the great Jenn once said, the randomness is the best part. haha, its like i'm a twinkie and the creamy center is what everybody is yearning for.
Yeah. Last time i settled down for a girl i lost her.
Everybody is scoring bad points with me, but who wants good points all the time all the time?
i am no longer a lifeguard, and i never got paid for half my work, JEWS!!! lol jk =)
you know what else, work at 8 am sucks :P
well, i don't know what to say, or how to tell you all, but a friend of mine, Nick, was positively identified in mexico, he passed away, and was cremated.
no one knows why or how, we just know very little of what happened, and it has affected us all.
theres so many things to talk about it, but i've gone through it all in my mind.
happy birthday mike, sorry i couldn't be happier for you today and hang out.
i got a haircut, and me and david were watching lord of the rings when we got the call.
jabbar told us to pause the movie (something unheard of in this house). he had some bad news.
so julie came over and we comforted her, there was really nothing more we could say. its all so confusing.
i won't go into details, but julie was nicks girlfriend of 9 months, and he was very upset they had broke up.... and you might get the idea about now.
i miss my frind nick now, i never did call him like i promised. thats the worst feeling, not saying goodbye, but maybe it was worse who he said goodbye to, i wouldn't want to hear.
anyway, was is selfish to take his own life? did he take his own life? will we ever know?
God eh?
God watch over him, i hope he is in that better place, of course, and we'll always remember him.
Why? God eh? God damn it.
We all loved you nick, it wasn't your time. These short sentences don't even come close to summing it up, but we'll have plenty of time to talk someday. Save a spot for us up there, right next to chevy chase.
no one knows why or how, we just know very little of what happened, and it has affected us all.
theres so many things to talk about it, but i've gone through it all in my mind.
happy birthday mike, sorry i couldn't be happier for you today and hang out.
i got a haircut, and me and david were watching lord of the rings when we got the call.
jabbar told us to pause the movie (something unheard of in this house). he had some bad news.
so julie came over and we comforted her, there was really nothing more we could say. its all so confusing.
i won't go into details, but julie was nicks girlfriend of 9 months, and he was very upset they had broke up.... and you might get the idea about now.
i miss my frind nick now, i never did call him like i promised. thats the worst feeling, not saying goodbye, but maybe it was worse who he said goodbye to, i wouldn't want to hear.
anyway, was is selfish to take his own life? did he take his own life? will we ever know?
God eh?
God watch over him, i hope he is in that better place, of course, and we'll always remember him.
Why? God eh? God damn it.
We all loved you nick, it wasn't your time. These short sentences don't even come close to summing it up, but we'll have plenty of time to talk someday. Save a spot for us up there, right next to chevy chase.
Tuesday, August 26, 2003
ok, so whats with going out and me picking up these random playing cards....?????
last night it was 2 of diamonds, with laura it was a joker and the 10 of diamonds.
anyway, my physics teacher is a riot, he's english, it must be a rule all english people are funny, he even makes fun of england, how cool is that??
yeah and my AAS210 tacher is so cool too, teachers like that make me not want to leave school
and GUESS who i should see walking into AAS 100 today? motherfucking mike and mellissa! from muther fucking aikido!!!
awesome\!|1!
haha, life is so random, and so am i
monkey poop sex. see?
last night it was 2 of diamonds, with laura it was a joker and the 10 of diamonds.
anyway, my physics teacher is a riot, he's english, it must be a rule all english people are funny, he even makes fun of england, how cool is that??
yeah and my AAS210 tacher is so cool too, teachers like that make me not want to leave school
and GUESS who i should see walking into AAS 100 today? motherfucking mike and mellissa! from muther fucking aikido!!!
awesome\!|1!
haha, life is so random, and so am i
monkey poop sex. see?
Monday, August 25, 2003
Sunday, August 24, 2003
i liked talking around the coffee table with everyone tonight, after american wedding, much better than video games or sitting on my ass.
good bye to a good friend i barely got to know, she goes off to college, bye gretchen, i'll keep an eye on jeff, and i've always believed in you guys working it out.
i would take that bus to texas, just like i know jeff would take that bus up north
i got to talk to my baby today, and i forgot to say i missed her, so i called her back and had to say in front of my froomate 5 times that i missed her because the line was bad, so embarrassing for a guy, but i did it.
if theres one song right now that affects me it is_____
i soemtimes don't know what to do, she likes smashing punkins, which is kinda like liking nirvana, they don't really exist anymore, so wierd. but i know we just click like buttah.
its kind of like i totally trust her, in spite of what i know about her, and i totally don't mind if she's with other guys, so i don't get jealous really. i guess thats what i learned from grace, not to be too overbearing.
pardon me, this corona and in-n-out has gone to my head
its wierd now that i think about it again. for laura i turned down a sure thing and a pleasant life with Vicky to be with her. I turned down a practical millianaire model minako to be with her. I turned down a perfectly nice, warm, and smart jenny to be with her. Yet i wonder if she knows, whether she really really knows, how much i'm trusting in my feelings for her.
i just sit here with my sex and the city episodes and my thoughts and wonder about her, and how much i miss her, and yeah.... stuff like that... why did i fall for her... why............................... must be a reason.............
i'm just totally attracted to her.
i have router foot. its when you stupidly step on a router and split your toe wide open and have to wear a bandage on your foot.
comments about the movie i saw tonight? i don't do stupid meaningless shit like that, go watch it for yourself, it was funny, what do you want? i'm not a movie critic. hahaha jk. =))))))
so many things i don't about this girl.... but finding out is half the fun.
who needs to find out anyway, its so good right now. its like a relationship, but like a solar powerred calculator at the same time. i dont really know what i mean by that.
i'm a big cheeseball, like that Skipper guy on sex and the city, but combined with that 20 something punk guy with the tongue piercing. tongue piercing not included, sold seperately.
sunday means today, and that means free guitar lessons for 2 special friends. =)
better get some sleep with the booger =)
good bye to a good friend i barely got to know, she goes off to college, bye gretchen, i'll keep an eye on jeff, and i've always believed in you guys working it out.
i would take that bus to texas, just like i know jeff would take that bus up north
i got to talk to my baby today, and i forgot to say i missed her, so i called her back and had to say in front of my froomate 5 times that i missed her because the line was bad, so embarrassing for a guy, but i did it.
if theres one song right now that affects me it is_____
i soemtimes don't know what to do, she likes smashing punkins, which is kinda like liking nirvana, they don't really exist anymore, so wierd. but i know we just click like buttah.
its kind of like i totally trust her, in spite of what i know about her, and i totally don't mind if she's with other guys, so i don't get jealous really. i guess thats what i learned from grace, not to be too overbearing.
pardon me, this corona and in-n-out has gone to my head
its wierd now that i think about it again. for laura i turned down a sure thing and a pleasant life with Vicky to be with her. I turned down a practical millianaire model minako to be with her. I turned down a perfectly nice, warm, and smart jenny to be with her. Yet i wonder if she knows, whether she really really knows, how much i'm trusting in my feelings for her.
i just sit here with my sex and the city episodes and my thoughts and wonder about her, and how much i miss her, and yeah.... stuff like that... why did i fall for her... why............................... must be a reason.............
i'm just totally attracted to her.
i have router foot. its when you stupidly step on a router and split your toe wide open and have to wear a bandage on your foot.
comments about the movie i saw tonight? i don't do stupid meaningless shit like that, go watch it for yourself, it was funny, what do you want? i'm not a movie critic. hahaha jk. =))))))
so many things i don't about this girl.... but finding out is half the fun.
who needs to find out anyway, its so good right now. its like a relationship, but like a solar powerred calculator at the same time. i dont really know what i mean by that.
i'm a big cheeseball, like that Skipper guy on sex and the city, but combined with that 20 something punk guy with the tongue piercing. tongue piercing not included, sold seperately.
sunday means today, and that means free guitar lessons for 2 special friends. =)
better get some sleep with the booger =)
Saturday, August 23, 2003
ok, tiem for a list of random things i remember:
1. nordstrom olive green shirts (omg stop the pain!)
2. my friends at the show.
3. the look of myself of pictures of the show (uhhh, spew?)
4. daves dead. daves asleep.
5. why do i say (name)'s gayyap? its not that funny to me.
6. n00b, b00b, and teh periests
7. laura talking to me about how she hates counterstrike, and me not really fully convincing her that i don't even have it installed on my computer (true, i hate that game now)
8. emails from bonnie, letters from japan, and ucla
9. =) smileys are greater than :) smileys now
10. FUCKING RUBICKS CUBE!!!!!!
11. (damn no nice ten list here) 50 dollars worht of groceries for the month, and 20 dollars of cleaning products, 80 dollars in parking bills, 50 in bills, 32.07 for one claim jumper meal
12. ah i wish i could tell you everything, my little pleasures in life (decaf chai tea from ralphs), my little mistakes (decaf chai tea from ralphs), peanut butter cookies vs spice cinnimon cookies, i hate dishes. but it would take forever to explain.
13. fuck this list
you can't go through life with lists, or lisps for that matter.... i wish i made sense to you.
i can always make cents tho.
hip hip, cheerio, or wheaties.
1. nordstrom olive green shirts (omg stop the pain!)
2. my friends at the show.
3. the look of myself of pictures of the show (uhhh, spew?)
4. daves dead. daves asleep.
5. why do i say (name)'s gayyap? its not that funny to me.
6. n00b, b00b, and teh periests
7. laura talking to me about how she hates counterstrike, and me not really fully convincing her that i don't even have it installed on my computer (true, i hate that game now)
8. emails from bonnie, letters from japan, and ucla
9. =) smileys are greater than :) smileys now
10. FUCKING RUBICKS CUBE!!!!!!
11. (damn no nice ten list here) 50 dollars worht of groceries for the month, and 20 dollars of cleaning products, 80 dollars in parking bills, 50 in bills, 32.07 for one claim jumper meal
12. ah i wish i could tell you everything, my little pleasures in life (decaf chai tea from ralphs), my little mistakes (decaf chai tea from ralphs), peanut butter cookies vs spice cinnimon cookies, i hate dishes. but it would take forever to explain.
13. fuck this list
you can't go through life with lists, or lisps for that matter.... i wish i made sense to you.
i can always make cents tho.
hip hip, cheerio, or wheaties.
claim jumpers, a half eaten blueberry-lemon muffin, and noodles saved my ass today.
like that weezre song "whyyyy are youuuu, so far awayyyy from meeee?"
mike gave me a ton of songs via mac laptop, awesome, i can start the mp3 collection again
i had to delete some (not all) of my pr0n to make way for all the music, dastardly.
i kinda give a thought towards jenny, will she ever find her one?
and i give a thought towards the other jenny of old, i wonder if she's gotten over her break up yet, i never see her online.
and i give a thought towards amanda.... why does she forward me emails?
and to audrey, i wonder.
Aey is back (aka vicky), and i have no want to talk to her anymore.
to kristina, again, the thought makes me laugh sometimes.
and the rest of my thoughts go towards laura, how i wonder what she's really like.
can a whirlwind relationship really last? i wonder if she'd want it to.
but i guess i'll be there for her, thats the least i do for every girl, loyal till i bite my last balogna sandwich.
my classes look like 2 asian american studies courses, general physics 100, and advanced computer network routing.
ewwwwwwwwwwwww. spewwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
i didn't want to take the upper division biology yet. need to get gpa ^.
its amazing how some people view you, and how other don't.
everybody says i'm this great guy, yet..... i can't help but catch myself do and say the worst things.
the first time i caught myself saying something bad, when laura was around, i said i wasn't a whore because i didn't do stuff with girls who weren't my girlfriend. thats slighty exagerrated, slightly untrue, and it was slightly misinterpretted.
she interpretted it as calling all people who do that whores, and i saw the great tinge of resentment rise, and for the first time she turned away from me, maybe in playful spite, but away nonetheless.
its stupid shit like that that gets me in trouble.
well, i'm ranked in the top 1000 players in the west coast on warcraft 3, this is me happy.
actually i feel pretty crappy.
but i taught jong how to do a little guitar, maybe we can get something to happen, he's a fast learner.
i consider myself a fast learner. sometimes this is bad. you learn the wrong way to do things to fast, and its hard to unlearn things. like jeffs comment about the bike.
people think i don't notice things, but i do. i'm always listening. i just have add. as my rubicks cube proves, and my room theory (i'll tell you sometimes)
i rarely look people in the eye when they talk for a long time. this is due i think to my moms lectures.
like loveline, everything happens now because of something in childhood?
eesh. i'm glad nothing happened to me, like other thai families.....
i wonder how many people out of ten can pick out thailand on a map, or for that matter, say my last name correctly
i hate my last name. i hate my dad. i hate waiting till saturday for him to fix my car that he didnt put the brakes on right in the first place probably.my opinion of him again detrimented, he needs help with the job in the form of johns dad.
sorry if i'm speaking in semicircles, sleep slides in surpassively.
oh yeah. did i mention i hate online quizzes?
eesh, one hellava (heckuva?) blog today. hope you enjoyed.
like that weezre song "whyyyy are youuuu, so far awayyyy from meeee?"
mike gave me a ton of songs via mac laptop, awesome, i can start the mp3 collection again
i had to delete some (not all) of my pr0n to make way for all the music, dastardly.
i kinda give a thought towards jenny, will she ever find her one?
and i give a thought towards the other jenny of old, i wonder if she's gotten over her break up yet, i never see her online.
and i give a thought towards amanda.... why does she forward me emails?
and to audrey, i wonder.
Aey is back (aka vicky), and i have no want to talk to her anymore.
to kristina, again, the thought makes me laugh sometimes.
and the rest of my thoughts go towards laura, how i wonder what she's really like.
can a whirlwind relationship really last? i wonder if she'd want it to.
but i guess i'll be there for her, thats the least i do for every girl, loyal till i bite my last balogna sandwich.
my classes look like 2 asian american studies courses, general physics 100, and advanced computer network routing.
ewwwwwwwwwwwww. spewwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
i didn't want to take the upper division biology yet. need to get gpa ^.
its amazing how some people view you, and how other don't.
everybody says i'm this great guy, yet..... i can't help but catch myself do and say the worst things.
the first time i caught myself saying something bad, when laura was around, i said i wasn't a whore because i didn't do stuff with girls who weren't my girlfriend. thats slighty exagerrated, slightly untrue, and it was slightly misinterpretted.
she interpretted it as calling all people who do that whores, and i saw the great tinge of resentment rise, and for the first time she turned away from me, maybe in playful spite, but away nonetheless.
its stupid shit like that that gets me in trouble.
well, i'm ranked in the top 1000 players in the west coast on warcraft 3, this is me happy.
actually i feel pretty crappy.
but i taught jong how to do a little guitar, maybe we can get something to happen, he's a fast learner.
i consider myself a fast learner. sometimes this is bad. you learn the wrong way to do things to fast, and its hard to unlearn things. like jeffs comment about the bike.
people think i don't notice things, but i do. i'm always listening. i just have add. as my rubicks cube proves, and my room theory (i'll tell you sometimes)
i rarely look people in the eye when they talk for a long time. this is due i think to my moms lectures.
like loveline, everything happens now because of something in childhood?
eesh. i'm glad nothing happened to me, like other thai families.....
i wonder how many people out of ten can pick out thailand on a map, or for that matter, say my last name correctly
i hate my last name. i hate my dad. i hate waiting till saturday for him to fix my car that he didnt put the brakes on right in the first place probably.my opinion of him again detrimented, he needs help with the job in the form of johns dad.
sorry if i'm speaking in semicircles, sleep slides in surpassively.
oh yeah. did i mention i hate online quizzes?
eesh, one hellava (heckuva?) blog today. hope you enjoyed.
Friday, August 22, 2003
yeah, like that john melloncamp song "oh yeah, life goes on, long after the thrill of living is gone."
a little ditty....
man, i forgot to bring my wallet, now i'm at work starving, like marvin.
heh, RUBIKS CUBE IS SO FRIGGIN HARD!!! no pun people, please.....
haha, i remember when, before laura left, we went to her mall in arcadia, and she tried to buy me Express for Men clothes.. haha...... gosh that was funny..... as if...... lol ;P
i appreciated the thought, but i absolutely dred those clothes. can not wear anything with a collar for very long. uncomfortable. itchy.
i think all my problems with me now come from when i was a kid, thats the working theory. you see, as a kid, my mom made me wear collars to hillcrest christian school, well i guess the school really made me then, and i grew up hating them. i got used to them, but i hated them.
she was so nice to me, she bought me 60 dollar quicksilver khakis not even on sale and paid for johnny rockets.
and laura found out what my worst most hated ever color is....... olive fucking green
yes, olive fucking green
a little ditty....
man, i forgot to bring my wallet, now i'm at work starving, like marvin.
heh, RUBIKS CUBE IS SO FRIGGIN HARD!!! no pun people, please.....
haha, i remember when, before laura left, we went to her mall in arcadia, and she tried to buy me Express for Men clothes.. haha...... gosh that was funny..... as if...... lol ;P
i appreciated the thought, but i absolutely dred those clothes. can not wear anything with a collar for very long. uncomfortable. itchy.
i think all my problems with me now come from when i was a kid, thats the working theory. you see, as a kid, my mom made me wear collars to hillcrest christian school, well i guess the school really made me then, and i grew up hating them. i got used to them, but i hated them.
she was so nice to me, she bought me 60 dollar quicksilver khakis not even on sale and paid for johnny rockets.
and laura found out what my worst most hated ever color is....... olive fucking green
yes, olive fucking green
Thursday, August 21, 2003
ah ok, so here we go, can't put it off for any longer, must blog.
For one, thanks to everyone who came to the show. It meant more to me than words.
I really didn't feel it, I didn't want anyone to come, but they came, and that little bit says everything.
I didn't really stay for the middle bands, i left with the group to dennys, and came back to the cobalt with jong to watch the last 2 bands, the last of which just did covers and invovled mike from my band.
and grace came, and just like that, on the fly, i removed most of the lyrics from "broken promises", and said "fuck you" in the middle of it, it was to her, but those are my feelings from the past. and its a song of the past.
everybody asked me why mike was in the band, and they told me we should get rid of him. and the only thing i could think of is that he's the glue.
well theres no more rudy, our bassist. i guess he didn't have the heart to say bye to me, but he told mike he was gone, who told me.
that was the show. but there was so much before the show. like why i woke up at 2:30 pm the day of the show....
it turns out me and laura spent the night, and morning, at michilinda park, and we had the air conditioning of the rental car on so long it wore out the batteries, and we had an adventure trying to get jumper cables and a jump start at 4:00 am. she even called this guy ken, an old fling, and he was about to come, but an old mexican lady in a minivan helped us out before he came so it saved us, it saved the day. I will never knock minivans ever again. there were also no words to the simple thanks i gave her, i couldnt say anything more, but i hope she becomes a millionare someday.
we called the cops, and they wouldn't come to jump us, pigs, but they were nice enough to give me the numbers of 2 tow truck companies that had no drivers at the time. i got home at about 5 am with many drowsy moments.
i woke up with 8 missed calls and late to rehearsal the day of the show.
turns out i spent a lot of time with laura. and i never came home at night to sleep with dave, haha (ugh, no more roomate jokes plz people.)
and now she's gone, in texas. probably gonna go clubbing and have tons-o-fun with her old buddies. i'm happy for her, and can't wait till she gets back.
i have sex and the city episodes to watch and keep me company till she comes back. i must admit, its pretty good so far.
albiet questioning my manhood
she's right, i am a hopeless romantic, and she's right, i let girls walk all over me. but hey... thats me.
the other side is i dont take shit from any guy alive, and i can be an ass sometimes too, ass = unromantic.
speaking of asses....
haha - directors cut -
For one, thanks to everyone who came to the show. It meant more to me than words.
I really didn't feel it, I didn't want anyone to come, but they came, and that little bit says everything.
I didn't really stay for the middle bands, i left with the group to dennys, and came back to the cobalt with jong to watch the last 2 bands, the last of which just did covers and invovled mike from my band.
and grace came, and just like that, on the fly, i removed most of the lyrics from "broken promises", and said "fuck you" in the middle of it, it was to her, but those are my feelings from the past. and its a song of the past.
everybody asked me why mike was in the band, and they told me we should get rid of him. and the only thing i could think of is that he's the glue.
well theres no more rudy, our bassist. i guess he didn't have the heart to say bye to me, but he told mike he was gone, who told me.
that was the show. but there was so much before the show. like why i woke up at 2:30 pm the day of the show....
it turns out me and laura spent the night, and morning, at michilinda park, and we had the air conditioning of the rental car on so long it wore out the batteries, and we had an adventure trying to get jumper cables and a jump start at 4:00 am. she even called this guy ken, an old fling, and he was about to come, but an old mexican lady in a minivan helped us out before he came so it saved us, it saved the day. I will never knock minivans ever again. there were also no words to the simple thanks i gave her, i couldnt say anything more, but i hope she becomes a millionare someday.
we called the cops, and they wouldn't come to jump us, pigs, but they were nice enough to give me the numbers of 2 tow truck companies that had no drivers at the time. i got home at about 5 am with many drowsy moments.
i woke up with 8 missed calls and late to rehearsal the day of the show.
turns out i spent a lot of time with laura. and i never came home at night to sleep with dave, haha (ugh, no more roomate jokes plz people.)
and now she's gone, in texas. probably gonna go clubbing and have tons-o-fun with her old buddies. i'm happy for her, and can't wait till she gets back.
i have sex and the city episodes to watch and keep me company till she comes back. i must admit, its pretty good so far.
albiet questioning my manhood
she's right, i am a hopeless romantic, and she's right, i let girls walk all over me. but hey... thats me.
the other side is i dont take shit from any guy alive, and i can be an ass sometimes too, ass = unromantic.
speaking of asses....
haha - directors cut -
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