My cousins are visiting and its tight. We have so much fun, its like the old days. TV, hamburger helper, and jokes. Farts are always funny.

They have to become monks and respect their dad who died.

One day I will have to become a monk too, for 3 months I think.

We talked about Thailand and how it was, me coming right after they left. They aren't all drugged out now so its cool hanging out. Still I feel sorry when I hear about Stephanie. My littlest cuz, their sister. She lost her virginity at 15 and is hanging out with the wrong crowd. Freakin druggy.

I heard about Nancy from my cousins too. This girl I jocked when I was younger, she was wild and cute. The type I like. Now she's fat and has a kid. She's 2 years younger.

Diablo is taking my time again. At least I find time to play guitar and do more cultured stuff like read art books.

I think I'm gonna D my summer class. What a fuckin waste. Its hard. Cell physiology sucks, but its so interesting. Go biology.

Run quick, they're behind us.

Today I got front-ended.
Apparently my car is too small for stupid people who drive Ford F-250's to see, when they are trying to make a left and can't and they go too far into the street, then back up into me.

My first accident. It wasn't my fault. And it was a hit-n-run.

Bye bye beautiful, don't bother to write.

A lot of things happened to me today:

My uncle finally lost his battle against cancer. A battle almost nobody can win. My Dad called me with the news.

Still had Pho with my best friend Jeff (who I just found out his girlfriend calls me his second girlfriend, LOL), David, and gay-boy-hopeful Andrew.

Lets start off on David. I used to think his little comedies were amusing, maybe even funny sometimes, but now, afer he's come back from the army, I expect different, maybe a little more seriousness from him, but he still acts the same. Maybe he wants to show that he is still the old David, but I just find it annoying. I'm sorry man.

Hahaha.... Andrew. Man, everyone knows this cat is gay, and its just uncomfortable sitting around being touched by the gayness. He totally denies it. yeah right. I mean there's nothing wrong if he is gay, in fact, that would be awesome for him and we'd cheer him on, but staying in the closet isn't cool. Cmon man, everybody knows. Stop kidding around.

I still had a first practice with Mike even though my uncle died. BIG Mike. Went to school, everything. I guess I acted perfectly normal.

Next week I'll put on a suit and go to the Thai Temple where the ceremony is performed, and pay my last respects. However, before I do that, I do have to get one thing off my chest.

I ask myself, seriously, did my uncle molest my cousin, or cousins? I never did ask him or find out. I still can ask her, one day, and maybe she'll breakdown and tell me the truth about her father. A pedophile. Low scum. Thats why I can't bring myself to bear shaking the man's hand, even when I visited him in the hospital and saw what surgery and cancer had long since punished him. It was beyond horrible to see the man with his guts practically hanging out, heavy breathing, with only the little comfort of hospital pudding and TV to keep him company before me and my dad came. A man snoring in the next room loudly sounded exactly like a voice telling me this was not a respectful way to die, nobody should have to die this lonely.

Maybe he confessed on his death bed to my dad what he had done in his life. I know my dad will always love his brother, but I don't. I'm sorry. One day I will ask my cousin Stephanie what her dad did to her, and I'll know the truth.

Call it a hunch, call it instinct. But the day my Uncle hit on my girlfriend told me he was not a great man at all. And the amount of time he spent alone with my cousin, it seems not right.

It's funny I should have to live where that man used to. I know I will never ever be like him. My respect for women goes beyond mere holding doors. I grew up with my mother, which makes me a sensitive momma's boy. Hardened by having a Dad that wasn't there for me come back out of nowhere. Hardened a grandfather and godfather who were ex-marines. Hardened by sheer will to come up in the world.

Hmm I notice there's a lot more capitalization here than I ever use normally. It's probably me trying to be serious.

Funny how talking about someone else leads to talking about yourself sometimes.

Mike said he should bring his camera around and just catch the random snippets of conversation I throw out.

I told mike I was considering doing stand up comedy.

you gotta listen to THIS at least once !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

speaking of tests, didn't do so well on the cell bio exam :(
thats ok extra credit makes everything better

and i get to take a urine and blood test today too

fuck tests. well not really, that's a papercut waiting to happen.

finally a wing with a purpose

ok but enough about my dream car, turns out grace is going to thailand, and i might go in that same month, but i'm not going to tell her, no matter how i put it, it will seem like i'm going for other reasons. so i'm not telling her till i get back. if i do tell her at all.

it seems the more i hear, i hear that laura is not well liked at ucla.
maybe it was a wise descision breaking things off.

still have yet to hear from the sassy annie that works at borders and who i asked her number (oh so suavely too). i was pretending like i was reading my notebook and said i didn't have her number. but i fucked it up, by not having a pen. luckily, she had one, and i can post this lovely blog about how deftly i got a girls number that i didn't deserve (its more like she GAVE it to me).

and, i bet you're wondering how my apartment is doing. CRAP-fuckin-tack-u-loso. i have yet to make any new improvements in the last week. Its getting me down, like i wish i hadn't moved here at all, i need some help. anyone know a home designer? ok a CHEAP home designer? ok a FREE home designer?

on top of that, when i'm down, dishes stack up, laundry doesn't get done, and grocery doesn't get bought.

so i'm a fat-from-fast-food, smelly-clothes-wearing, flys-buzzing-around-my-sink, kindy guy right now. that's posting a blog. in the nude. JK you wish!

yeah. save me.

here's a friend's take on me.
haha, get it? "take on me?". hah...haha... haaa no.

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So a friend of mine - Lucas - introduces me to this blogger thingie. It's like xanga, only it's not so lame - becuase i dont have to post the one hundred "cool" things i did today with so and so, or ______ and ______, or post a lame picture of myself in order to (attract) attention? I don't know. It's all funky doodle if you ask me. Man I know some people who swear by XANGA, opting to get the "upgraded" version, paying like $10 a month or some shiz? How lame. Anywho, a bit about Lucas (he's a blogger, so he doesn't mind me spilling the beans about him)

-He goes to CSUN
-Known him for (3?) years
-He's like, ages older than me...lol
-Plays in a band called Muffish (shameless plug)
-Owns me at WC =P
-Loves the ladies
-Uhh...loves the ladies
-Has had more relationships i can count fingers
-Is half thai, much like me =)
-Doesn't look thai, much like me =)
-He's half white

got bored, searched for my name under google image find

found these:

http://emma.godwinjones.com/pics_by_emma_march_01/luke.jpg
http://web.comlab.ox.ac.uk/oucl/people/luke.ong.html
http://www.earthsummit2002.org/ic/process/luke.htm

well, one out of three doesn't look that bad.

don't worry guys, Luke is an awesome name.

coinkidink of the month.

i go to borders to ask a girls number and i see grace's parents.
they honked at me.

Few things:

let me tell you about Annie:

-she works a borders, former employee of a boba place with my friend matt
-when i met her i thought she was the girlfriend of said friend above
-she's from chatsworth, cool
-she's outgoing, friendly, and nice
-um, she's outgoing, friendly and nice
-we have the same major, double cool
-she's into clubbing, not cool
-she's into r&b, double not cool

i gave her my number, it took her 3 days to call me
she gave me hers, it took me 3 hours

while it may seem i like the outgoing type, i also like the quiet shy type. but i definitely prefer the crazy type to the down-to-earth.

i'm not gonna say anything else about her specifically. just let the phone talk.

god, when are we gonna stop using telephone lines, so i can stop having bad telephone relations with people. funny how i used to be phone support at CSUN, you would think i would get better. but actually it just made me more observant of peoples flaws and strengths. i hate talking on the phone, but every girl loves it.

having serious seinfeld issues with girls.

INTERNET BABY YEAH!

thanks austin powers, thanks adelphia.

so lumpie is in my cell bio class

its funny, i was listening to "you're so last summer", i made a cd and it was the first song that was on, and wellm you know the rest

i need tyo catch up with my blog

if you can read this, keep reading

oh, i forgot to write down my grades at csun for spring 2004

Japanese 102: B-
Physics 100B: C
Physics 100BL: A

well i tried to post at my dad's house, but it wasn't happening, but here's my try at the lie-berry, and most likely it will work.

i'll do the quick thing

1. really ended things with laura
2. cleaning up new place
3. really want to travel somewhere, anywhere.
4. script i'm writing is really coming along
5. yes, i am taking summer school, and no you can't come with

thats the news for the hour, every hour, at ten to the hour, on luke-tv

yes, i'm still alive.