D's dump in duh ghetto

2003-12-19T23:29:00.000-08:00

in the process of a new site... i'm movin to xanga guys:)

http://premium.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=duhlana

2003-12-15T13:06:00.000-08:00

It’s been a while… so christmas break is upon me. Lots of things to look forward to… Los Angeles… my new home… the thought of running outside without having to wipe out over patches of ice, looking slower than I actually am cause the snow’s slowing me down, having snot run down my nose cause it’s too cold, and leaving those grotesque leggings that runners wear in cleveland. yes, I own a pair. Only cause it minimizes lag. Feels good to feel like I’m faster than I actually am:)

So last weekend I had to get my violin fixed back in chicago so I flew in and took the train into the city… public transportation… can I just say how much I love it?!? Aside from the partial shadiness (only if you look like you don’t know what you’re doing) it’s definitely entertaining to sit there w/ nothing else to do but ppl watch and listen in on their conversations:

Scenario 1: two black girls in their late teens
“lashaaaawnda… hah ol ah ya?”
“jis turn twinny, maaaaan, fuh ma bihday, ah put uh hundud fitee dolla fuh Vee Aiy Pi strip show.”
“fo sho?!?”
“FO SHO… dey brin ih to yO hOUSE! I be like, dAaaaym! Mmm, he be like, SO foine…”

flew back to cleveland and caught the train back to my apmt from the airport. 2 boys step on the train and take seats right in front of me.

Scenario 2: cute lil black thug and his white cracker sidekick strike up conversation w/ me
“you goin ti duh game?”
“me? You mean the Cavs game? no”
“so I see you afte duh game?”
“no, I won’t see you after the game”
“how old ah ya?”
“21. How old are you?”
“yea?, I jis turn twinny. I go to Kent State. You kinda pretty, I’ll take ya to duh game”
“so do you enjoy practicing your pick-up lines on me? You should write em all down in a book”
“will you read it?”
“…I’m sure plenty of other guys’ll read it”
“I’ll write YOU a book”
“oh, okay. Let me see it first”
“so I’m a gonna buy a house nixt year”
“yea? let me see that one too…”
“den you gotta gih me yo numba fis… naw, I’m jis playin, I’m 17”
“yea, I knew all along you weren’t that old”

so if that wasn’t funny enough in itself… white cracker jr. didn’t say a peep; all he could do was laugh. He never once made eye contact with me. I must be intimidatin:)

Scenario 3: the two boys left and two girls from Case Wester Reserve University (selectively socially inept school;) get on the train on their way back to campus. One is asian and the other is indian.

“so like, he’s like SOOO cute though”
“I know, but like, he can be a jerk too sometimes like…”
“but he’s so funny!”
“he like, likes to hear it”
"like you know..."
“…cause like, at the dorm I like just like be online and stuff like that…”

ugh. When did asians start talking like valley girls… if midwestern girls talk like that, I can only imagine what the “so cal” girls talk like. And just for the records… no one from california calls it cali… it’s only the midwestern wannabe’s that call it cali. And how come most of the midwestern/east coast asians come in more generous proportions than them west coast asians? And how come us asian americans (heck, me at least) are obese compared to hong kong girls? They really need to come out w/ a plus size line out in asia… yea, I should entrepreneur that!!!

*** currently seeking asian plus size models*** please send full body shots to duhlana@hotmail.com. girls, no heels please.

2003-11-03T18:24:00.000-08:00

so for halloween i like to get in touch w/ the maternal instinct side of me that i suppress so well during 364 days of the year... so this halloween i raided my closet and put together a lil number i like to call, "afro woman in her third trimester".

budget: $0.00

afro purchased at a Detrot Piston's playoff game...
naapy make-up ...hot pink lipstick... overdrawn-in eyebrows...
salad bowl stuffed w/ towels i a nike shoe bag hangin over my gut...
skirt hiked up over my bust... white lacy slip sticking out from under my skirt...
ghetto booty excentuated w/ towels out back fastened by a belt...
naaasty granny knee length panty hose...
shoe's to clash...
oh yea... how could i forget... a pick in my fro.

it was a riot. best costume yet. can't wait for the pictures to get developed. so after that hiatus i thought it fitting to offer a fashion/function tip of the month:

plumber's butt: disgrace, embarrassment that can easily be fixed. one of my jr high friends showed me in the locker room after Cross Country practice one day,

"you just tuck your shirt in your underwear and it stay's put"

tried an true... it works best when you have multiple layers on... tuck the innermost layer right inside the undie. works like a charm. this also works quite well in moderate to high intensity sports like running. and it's a double wammy. not only does this "undie tuck" keep your layers put, it keeps the cold air out AND.... reduces underwear bunching. now what could be better than that!

2003-09-19T22:33:00.000-07:00

pet peeves in the public bathrooms:

0. the stanky stale "number two" odor that lingers eternally
1. cracks between stall door partitions are so big they emulate open blinds
2. no toilet paper... after you've sat down
3a. "hi,i have baggy pants and i need to pull them down... let me mop the floor for u"
3b. "hi, i have tight pants and i need to hit the flusher w/ my shoe but it's too high"
4a. a freshly been sat on for a long time toilet seat
4b. a wet toilet seat... after you've sat down
5a. going to the bathroom w/ a backpack on your back cause there's no hook
5b. number 5 AND squatting cause the toilet seat's wet

... i guess public bathrooms build character in a person. what doesn't kill you makes you stonger right? well, my plump drumstick muscles are definitely bigger from all the squatting, i've increased my "angle of flexibility" capacity when i flush the toilet w/ my foot, and i've gotten used to going to the bathroom and puttin myself on display while little kids play peek-a-boo in the cracks...

trips to the bathroom should be such the epitomy of relaxation. it's enhanced in the privacy of your own home. even better yet when you don't have to bother closing the door, or turning on the light... that's when you know you've become truly comfortable in your skin. course our society nowadays has brought other forms of business w/ us to the toilet because of our busy lifestyles... magazines for layin the lumber logs, homework, picking the bathroom to hide in while playing hide and go seek, brushing your teeth, eating, phone conversations... all of which i can't say i haven't mastered already.

the possibilities are quite endless...

2003-09-05T12:13:00.000-07:00

so the beginning of my blog is dedicated to all you girls that don't wear tampons... :)

the real toxic shock syndrome is what you girls have to go through every month... just think... what's more toxic to your sanity: an absorbent device that instantly stops rush an gush at the source of the problem without your even feeling a thing... (yea, imagine not even feeling like you're on your period... yes, that means no feeling gush!) OR... a diaper sized rag stuffed between your legs to collect spillage after it's travelled a long journey... a rag that doesn't ensure absorbtion or ensure a direct hit... rags breed stanky! something that comes wrapped pretty in pink but leaves all your crisp white underwear a sight for sore eyes after several months. a HOT embarrassment that takes up more space than your cell phone... a rag doesn't let you sit indian style... go swimming... take a long hike w/out bringing toilet paper... or run around in white pants... even w/ all the super rags... (ie. rags with wings!) you can't wear skirts... and it still doesn't work like it says in the commercials... and who ever came up w/ advertising w/ clear blue liquid??? must've been a man. come on now; don't be ridick.

toxic shock fact: tampons is the way to go. yea yea, it's a lil scary finding that lil' secret dungeon but $#*@! once you've found it... you NEVER want to go back to the rag again!!! now this is where i'd go into some practical application steps but i don't think that'll be appropriate for those of you that feel that God's been telling you to take this next step:) i took a step of faith an i'm never turning back again...

FAITH- standing on top of the high dive...
not "God fill up the pool with water and then i'll jump"
but "God, i'll jump and then you fill up the pool with water"

talking about syndromes... over the summer my girlfriend emily ho informed me of a certain syndrome that she suffered with that i also found out i had.

multiple wipe syndrome: gotta wipe till it wipes clean an clear. this is why some boys get those unsightly brown spots on their undergarments. and why among other reasons... girls go through toilet paper faster than boys. don't have this syndrome? seek upon this syndrome... for there, thou will find whiter underwear.

on another note. i was sittin in theory class today and the girl in front of me was lookin all sporty spice wearing snap pants and baby tee.... too bad even though all her snaps were snuppd shut i could see her hairy white thigh peekin out between every snap. moral of this lesson? if you're gonna try an pull off sporty spice... you better pay the $48 and have adidas cause all other generic brands will fall short. (or, hook it up $5 for bootleg adadas in Hong Kong) i'm not dissing generic. if you've been grocery shopping with me, you know i worship generic... likewise, clothing shopping also starts at Target, TJ Maxx, and Marshalls...

i was going to talk next about my current favorite CD, Justified... :) for all the teeny boppers, "it's got a good beat and you can dance to it..." just buy it.

2003-08-26T11:39:00.000-07:00

so i'm back. had an amazin summer in aspen dorkifyng with musicians for 10 weeks. i wish i could show pictures online cause do i have pictures... but they'd have to be censored for indecent exposure of 5 stark white arses atop a stark white mountaintop...

back in cleveland... classes have started. overloading on classes yet again... but i am excited about this class i signed up for called, "dating, family, and marriage" oh... little riot here i come! yea, you know me... only signed up becase i wanted some eye candy to keep me entertained?!? there's (gasp) boys in my class. besides that the only other thing i'm excited about is my apartment. complete with air conditioning, secured underground parking, 24 hr. maintenance, laundry and trash down the hallway, fitness center, sauna... yea. i'm spoiled and i know it.

2003-05-02T14:36:00.000-07:00

...currently looking at a collage of pictures on my wall... Maggiano's family style buffet in Chicago: sam k lee smiling while pigu's stuffing his face w/ what looks like an amazing piece of strawberry cheesecake... MAN! i need to go back to that place!

violin jury done. papuuh all finish-uh. chinees exahm ahh go okaei dokaei! so in celebration of a dormant semester sitting on my arse i went running today in my new suck-on-ee shoes and noticed how i have a bit of extra lovin here an dere an all around dat dem dere stumuck area. sight for sore eyes; that poor old lady watching me heave asthmah up that hill... ok, so it was more like a driveway... followed by a luxurious walk... before and after the driveway... what can i say; gorgeous midwest... the pancake flatlands... full of lush rolling hillish driveways galore. aspen's gonna be such a trip...

speaking of which. i need to get a job there... banana, gap, or ice-cream? see, that's an easy decision for me... (last year at ben an jerry's we always got "free tastes" behind the ice cream bins) but God has blessed me with a developing intolerance for lactose products this past year and ever since... he'll punish me real quick... it's a guarantee. hmmm...

2003-04-24T07:12:00.000-07:00

my slow an comin eureka moment of the year:
...apparently David Letterman's Top Ten ugliest student population holds true with Case Western Reserve at number 1. so i went to a ben folds five concert last week... (amazing... boys got some mad piano skills... not to mention being a natural entertainer...) besides going to the concert to listen to ben folds, i also did my share of ppl watching... yea... good times... j/k

so in order to graduate the cleveland institute of music... they require that i take 3 credits worth of some sort of social science class. my options were psych, communications, econ, anthropology, religion... but my mind was telling me that there must be something else... something more substantial, in depth, REAL... somehing that hit home, genuine... that i would be deeply interested in... then i found it...

SOCI: Dating, Marriage, and Family T, TH 3 credits

SWEET!!! dude, can i just tell you how freakin hilarious this course'll be? i'm PSYCHED. i'm especially excited about... DATING. ooooooohhhh. yea, taking copious notes... and studying EVERY DAY. shooot. i'm gonna be a dating ditz come next semester... take a number.. i'll let my secretary get in touch w/ you... (um, sam k lee? hmm, maybe i should find a different secretary for this one:) whatever. i already know everything about dating, marriage and family:

dating- three stages of dating.
1. friends
2. the shadyspicous stage where friends flirt around the "friends with benefits" w/out the responsibilities stage. this should not be a stage...
3. dating

marriage- spice girls put it best, "i need some love like i never needed love before... come give it to me baby... when 2 become 1..."

family- the aftermath... what created the need for shrinks

speaking of family... talked w/ my lil' brother last night. cute, soon to be hot...YOUNGER... brother. went to his xanga sight and clicked on a link to his picture gallery cause he told me to check it out.
http://www.picturetrail.com
enter l3luemonkey under the album name
look under his winter dance pictures...

OK OK... so his date was pretty cute... but why is she like, LEANING back on him? shoot, when i was at prom w/ my ex bf even i wasn't that close... grr... and now these two kids are going to prom together? ... can i chaperone?!? what is my problem? i guess i should just shut it cause i wasn't the most respectable teeny bopper growing up but sheesh.... i'm supposed to make the mistakes so that my brother can learn from them and end up w/ the, and may i stress, QUALITY cute christian girl in the end... i don't approve of the majority of girls my brothers age... i think they're flirts, skanky dressers, wear too much make-up, shop too much, go to youth group for the WRONG reasons... and do everything w/ sick,dirty alterior motives.

why can't girls just have all GIRL sleepovers and play girl talk er something...

2003-04-08T11:14:00.000-07:00

good spirits...

so i have this condition... i like to call it... post bloat disorder. so i thought going to a GI doctor would solve all my problems... but apparently my stomache can't take any food w/out grotesquely inflating immeditately after something has entered the system. if i'm a size 4 in the morning... i've reached 8 after dinner... and yea, elastic pants are heaven's blessing on me but come on... i can't wear em every day... so over spring break our family has finished eating dinner and somehow i get to show and telling my "atomic baby" and my brother goes, and i quote,

"duude, if you weren't my sister i would've thought you were skinny... geez, your stomache's huuuge man..."

"thanks jo"

crunches for the rest of my life won't get rid of this baby... hmmm... wonder what i can do w/ it. scare off boys by showing em that i'm pregnant? start a new line of clothes with adjustable velcro waists for any time of day? my oh my... the endless possibilities.

three more weeks of classes... i'm psyched. looking forward to leisurely days of sitting out on my porch soaking up cancer... frolicking outside in freedom... flipflops... well, not really... i already wear them now when it's white outside... a little violin here an there... getting together w/ friends... cedar point...

... i always wanted power power power wheels when i was a kid growing up... the pink one... yea.. even though they crawl at .01 mph... just the thought of it always excited me... but i guess i wouldn't be able to manage driving those now... no, i'm not too heavy for em... just that my stomache would keep ramming into the horn every time i hit a bump...

2003-03-21T10:13:00.000-08:00

...ever have one of those days where life is FRUSTRATING?

my eyes itch... i'm on the rag... it's raining and grey... so i made like a wuss and welled up w/ tears at the end of my violin lesson cause i was frustrated... with life... I HATE ORCHESTRA EXCERPTS! play staccatto ... but in piano... softer... HAS to be softer... bow still has to bounce though. but don't bounce your bow when you cross strings... drop it higher... with more energy... but don't let it sound scratchy... now don't tense up... and don't move your knees... or your head... keep your pinky down... I CAN'T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh bloody heck...

my lesson's over... it's friday... IT'S FRIDAY... looks like a lil run in the rain today... haha, nice thought. think i'll go shopping instead. got a get together w/ some friends tomorrow night... "iron chef" ... oh shoot~ ravi zack-uh-ri-us is speaking at our church sunday. campus wide praise night... the Yee brother an sisters; my three childhood friends that i used to take naked whirlpool baths with, and play (naked) barbie dolls with as a kid are comin in over UofI's spring break! sweet. life is sweet... life is very sweet...

bittersweet chocolate... my favorite.

...childhood memories... naked barbie dolls, ... naked skipper(don't tell me you haven't played w/ dolls like this before), and ken... skip it, nintendo: shoot the duck, legos, play house, dungeons and dragons, hide and go seek... hide so long my pants have been peed in cause i don't want to lose... I WIN, I WIN!!!

2003-03-13T20:38:00.000-08:00

so i took my 5th visit to ann arbor this year... it was so great... so my origonal intent was to make a recording w/ my pianist but that didn't really happen. ended up "fartin around" w/ her which was great; can i just say she's amazing... aside from that in my "not so serious time" i got to hang out w/ some friends... KAT and her hospitality... i am so blessed to have found a friend who is equally as anal as i am when it comes to organizing canned foods... but i still beat her at methological organization of underwear (based on wedge factor, condition, and color) PIGU: and i quasi-quote, "my action potential has shot up dylana...one day no one says anything and the next..." mike, ur fro was so big you could've harvested cornrows in it..:, JIMMY: we may have had the first "normal" conversation in quite some time...has finally rode in the rusty untrusty waghetton... ,PRIS: so great catching up w/ this girl... you are quite the character; know that i'm praying for you. no more boys carrying you home... (fyi- gary sun make a great husband someday;) and no more homework under the influence:), the Kingsley house with talk of all the grad boy's underclass gf's and schraeder amidst a keg, CHI: it's unfortunate that she always seems to have tests when i visit... cause if she didn't i could stay up all night binging and blubbering about anything an everything w/ her...

thought i should censor this part thanks to my secretary who oversees everything i do....

came back home for the rest of break... so my brother has this bunny... that's been neglected cause we have ppl touching up our house so it's kinda dusty all over thus bunny stays inside the cage and hasn't been out in a couple days. poor thing, i'd be severely depressed... anyways, i decide to take him out and let it run around... pet it a lil... that got boring... so i found a stuffed animal and threw it down on the floor... "this'll cheer you up" i thought. BAM, in a split second Kaley has established harrassin humpin position over the head and proceeds to exercise this furious ****** action. i'm thinking in my head, "*****! oops... BAD **** BUNNY! ... ******" gross. pick up stuffed animal quick. no more pleasure for you. well, it's been deprived, repressed.. much like humans i guess... sucks~ and what sucks more, is that unlike us he'll never get to experience that kind of pleasure that by the way, was intended by God:) ... just being honest~

2003-03-02T01:22:00.000-08:00

it is 4am... saturday night i went out w/ Case's Intervarsity chapter for fellowship time at an ice-rink... it was actually more fun that i thought i'd have... man, do i miss skating...

i left the skate early to come home to my house around 12:30am... party was in full swing. the night before my roommate agreed to open up our house for a girlfriend's b-day party... her bf agreed to pay for everything. fine... how bad can it be... wine, cheese an crackers... a small handfull of ppl. then of course i hear everyone around the music school talking about "some party" tonight... sigh. "really, a party? ...cool" no need to mention it's at my place and encourage it any more. $400 worth of jungle juice and booze stacked on our back porch, the entire freshman dorm found a way to or house (a 30 minute walk) and is littering our front balcony... music is blazin... broken bar stool... spilled candle wax all over the bathroom floor... not to mention smashed fruit fom the sangria and a sticky floor. one of my roommate's got a cute freshman chick around his arms, another is butt drunk, knows it, and retires to her room... another is running around having a great time soaking it all in... i enjoy myself for a bit, chit-shat with my better friends. 3am. ppl finally leave. one roommate's passed out in bed, the other two are tired and have gone to bed... one stranger (kid that likes my roommate) is crouched over a trashcan in our hallway...(i checked, it's half full of goodness) he's been there for 2 hrs; now he's moved to our guest bedroom and is spending the night. another stranger has puked in our kitchen sink... complete with dishes in it... he claims he's cleaned it all out. turns out he stuffed a paper towel down the drain? how do i know? i pulled it out, along w/ the silverware and ran the garbage disposal... i'm still queasy from the smell of puke...every time i turn it on it still smells... an hour later i have picked up enough cans/bottles of beer to cover our entire kitchen counter... poured enough alcohol down the drain to kill someone... fished out cigarette butts out of floating around in drinks...and washed my hands till they're cracked.

...God i'm tired... i don't even know quite what to think... please help me to be a humble servant and do everything w/ a joyful heart... can't wait to get my own place. i'm not confrontational enough... i'm too soft... too anal.. too neat freak... too generous... i give too much. i wish i wasn't this way. i'm always dissappointed in the end. i was so naive when i lived in a christian community... there's so much more out there.. so much more sadness... hunger... longing... who am i? ...

2003-02-24T14:04:00.000-08:00

a woman invented diapers... before then it was what we now know as burpee clothes

a man must have invented pads...

thank God for tampons!!!

...must've been invented by a woman...

RELIEF! recital's over. sigh... all the built up stress, anxiety, frantic procrasinatin hours of practice, and it's over in an hour. now i can rip up my callouses on my fingers, let my infected hickey on my neck get the much needed clean air it's been dying for and not stick out like mount mckinley, and put the icy-hot back in the medicine bag... YES!!!

so my dysfunctional parents came out for my recital. yeaaaaa... "hi dad" "hi die" "hi mom..." "DYLANAAAAAA, AAAAIY, sSOOO good to see yoooo!, can we takuh pikcha with you ffffliends? onee... toooo.. tthlleee... V-I-O-L-I-N!" "MOM!!!!!!" sigh....

other than that, my friends from InterVarsity came out and sat through the entire hour... i was waay impressed... gave me a gorgeous bouquet of roses. heh, heh, beat out anything i've ever gotten for valentines:) good old darbs even came out from...southern illinois! ok, so he was really there for auditions but either way it was so great to see him! sigh... "summer camp reminiscin good times"... i think cleveland's growing on me. yea, it's small but the people are definitely full of character. just takes a while to figure ppl out.

thus here i am... one week before midterms... much work ahead of me.... it's been snowing every day... meanwhile my junior class from mich is just about reaching Miami as i write... meeting the sun an sand... w/ wifebeaters in hand... AAAAAAAAAAGHGHGHGHGHGHGH!!!!!!!

2003-02-16T09:08:00.000-08:00

continuing from my last blog...
the 3 worry free items of clothing that everyone needs:
generous elastic sweatpants a size too big w/ lots of fuzzy insulation inside
hole resistant socks w/ extra paddding in the heel and toe... and that cool arch support in the middle
disposable underwear

i was just talking to my lil brother a couple nights ago... late into the night... it was so great... i guess siblings gt along better when one's off in college. we caught up on his life... about this winter dance he was going to, his date, what he was going to buy her... ?

"JO!, don't get her anything!!! ok ok, so get her a corsage... what, you got her the most expensive one!?!... fine fine, i guess it's ok if you bought it at the grocery store... what?, you're getting her MORE? ... a bouquet of FLOWERS? WHAT THE HECK JO! just buy her a flower; you know, one of em carnations... and A STUFFED ANIMAL????!!! JOSIAH! NO!!! don't be ridick; ok, if you were dating her, yea you could buy her a lil stuffed animal but NOT if you guys are just "friends". valentines shmaletines...

man... it was good times. but yea, i worry about him sometimes. pray for the kid now an then. although i think he might even pray more than i do. he's got good grounded faith. can you tell i'm not psyched over this girl??? ... my brother got it the worst cause i have such high standards... i think i'm worse than my parents:) yea yea, so i don't KNOW this girl... i'll admit; i'm the worst hypocrite. always telling ppl how you really don't know a person till you've seen every side of em but i've already plastered her full of stereotypes.... i saw her at a y-group coffee house... hanging out w/ her lil sister and the BOYS... all "cutesy", typical skinny (honey, wait till you get to college:), ALWAYS LAUGHING... ugh. sigh...

2003-02-10T19:04:00.000-08:00

next time you think you're all anal to go through the hassle of pulling out the disposable toilet liners in the bathroom stall... i thought you'd might like to know that a computer keyboard is much dirtier than an UNLINED toilet seat...

so i thought i'd be cool and wear my brothers pants to school today... it was fun... all baggy and restrictless. i could fully cross my legs indian style and contort in all directions w/ out any taught busting seams in the thigh/midsection... but then the belt was getting annoying cause there was too much bunching of the jeans in the waist area so i took it off... and that was awesome.

... untill half a day later and i had like, hardcore rugburn on the inside on my thighs from all the friction and rubbing of jeans against my dry legs. even after lubric...er...lotioning up it was too late. i have like forever 21 raw red dots permanently etch-a-sketched on the insde of my legs. phauuuudge! i guess there are perks to womanly tight fitted pants. they cover up dry legs AND don't cause rough abrasions. kat, you should try lotioning your legs:) yea, it's a hassle but it's worth it...

next up: the 3 worry free items of clothing that everyone needs...

2003-02-06T14:44:00.000-08:00

as the weekend comes upon us... i thought i'd dedicate this blog to those little "joys" that get me through the week.. hopefully this will make you more thankfull for the little things in life...

a cold toilet seat... who wants a warm one
running all the yellow lights
sweet smelling lotion
broken parking meters
e-mails from old friends
snail mail from old friends
go-gurt...
$2.99 20 piece nuggets from McDonalds
filling up on gas before it shoots up
that incredible feeling when you hit your bed every night... sucks that you're not "awake" to enjoy sleep... (thanks jo)
picking callouses
seeing God do little things in friend's lives
that tired sweaty exhilirating experience after working out
prayer walks
looking through old pictures
fresh smelling laundry just out of the dryer
an empty restroom
bumping into that hot boi when you least expect it...

...he heh... yea right. did i miss anything?

2003-02-03T10:06:00.000-08:00

took a short trip to mich again... man. good times. wish i could've gotten together w/ more ppl but i didn't have enough time. i guess i was just too absorbed w/ eating all day... started out in the car... cereal and pop tarts. then off to Sushi.come to meet sam, pris, dust, and "the jeff" followed immediately by the other japanese restaurant Saica w/ Susan and Anneleise. watching a caucasian eat udon soup noodles w/ chopsticks was a riot. then i met up w/ kathy to eat her homemade brownies while giving her scalp scars from shoving bobby pins in that massive monster of hair... much apologies! Lunar was piss poor pathetic... the "10 course meal" was enough to start an appetite w/ egg rolls that transformed my doily into a transparent mess followed by spoiled fried rice, cold vegetables, more fried food to upset my stomache, and sugar water with 2 red beans each. the best part of that meal? water. followed immediately by medicine... yea, you know that that means. then if that wasn't enough around 5am lil chi an i ate and talked over a super sized bag of nachos... BREAKFAST a few hours later at mr. greeks w/ my old cell group. Stella, Jimin and i ate our entire "breakfast special" complete w/ hash browns, eggs, meat, and 4 thick slices of toast... weight watchers daily point total: 100. daily reccomended total: 25. sweet!

lunar was oh, a 7.4. after being whitewashed in cleveland the jaundiced skin was too intimidating. best part was just seeing all the old familliar faces again... freestyle w/ pris... sitting in a tactless table... singing/dancing along w/ the ear splitting guest soloists... i don't think i'd go back though.

2003-01-31T11:37:00.000-08:00

a free verse for my sister: inspired from 10 things...

i love the way you look at me,
with that deep black liner-smudged eye,
especially in the morning,
when i wake up by your side,

i love it when we eat together,
when you finish my deep fried foods an oily everything,
and by the end of the day,
you're still lighter than me w/ all the clothes you're wearing

but most of all i love my little duckling
cause when you have said the word ugly
it doesn't ring true,
not a little bit, not even at all...

go take a shower.

oh my gosh... so this is the last straw. my roommate ate my peanut butter. what is up! you have your own...i don't get it. oh, you must be almost out. i'm sorry. let me just put my food in your pantry so you can help yourself... without asking. wait, you don't ask...

love dylana.. please learn to LOVE!!! unconditionally...

2003-01-24T12:19:00.000-08:00

i've reached a point in my life where i'm burnt out. my quarter life crisis. where my passion for music has hit a brick wall and i realize what i thought i loved isn't a sure thing. practice has become a dreadful task... that comes without a badly cramped back, neck, arm, and fingers... the thought of dropping music and studying salon styling technique at mario tricocci sounds good... or going back to ben an jerry's to make ice-cream cakes... mmm

but everyone goes through this. last night i've also realized just how much of a hypocrite i am. doing prayer evangelism in the afternoon w/ IV and then socializing that same night with friends in a shady environment w/ things coming out of my mouth that i'm not proud of. leaving early to "study" while i talk on the phone and sleep instead. ripping on ppl w/ unhealthy eating habits and then struggling with them myself. talk about realizing how in the pits one can be...

and yet God can still love me? and forgive me? ... and he's just waiting for me to turn around and see his open arms waiting for me... give up my pride and stubborn independence... so many times i feel i can't go back to him because i feel that guilty, i did it again, or i don't deserve forgiveness... and then i remember that God is one that loves unconditionally...

i'm speechless

on another note... i have this condition... i'm quite the anal when it comes to living w/ roommates. living with beverly last year was a TREAT... i've quickly found that i get upset quite easily living in a house w/ three other ppl

1. dried stains on the kitchen counter, unsoaked dishes, recyclables in the trash...
2. eating my food... oreos, ice cream, peanut butter, juice, baked goods, my special pasta sauce...
3. using my shampoo, conditioner, bodywash, zit wash... do i notice when a roommates body wash has been upside down for a month?
4. bar soap... um, that hair is not mine!!!
5. hair... that kind of hair... you could at least try and get it off my soap.

i'm a freak. what can i say... you should see my color coded closet:)

2003-01-14T11:17:00.000-08:00

back in cleveland... too nipply outside... i hate my music courses... and got a bad case of jet lag. but i've enjoyed the perks of a couple 4 hr afternoon naps... guess it makes up for my going to bed at 3am and waking up at 6 wether i want to or not. i don't want to be here right now. ARGH! thank god for the weekend.

2003-01-07T02:11:00.000-08:00

...sitting in a bar last night w/ my ex bf and sister in the ex patriot district was good times.

some enlightenments during my stay in hk:

1. hong kong people are generally ugly.
2. men take no shame in prolonged staring at girls that aren't from hk
3. there is no red light district
4. there are hotels you can pay by the hour for... for example, the "black swan" 2 hour, 10 buck. yoo like? takuh.
5. i am not short... i am normal.

on a more serious note...

1. friends that you've had from way back... no matter where you end up... how distant you become... they're the greatest...
2. i'm dissappointed. i'm naiive. my friends... in reputable fellowships in good schools... seeing nothing wrong w/ sleeping w/ their sigs.
3. i love my sister. take a shower
4. i have made my brother a shopping obsessed fashion monster
5. many of my riotous facial expressions come from my dad
6. i'm screwed when i come back to cleveland.

2002-12-13T19:27:00.000-08:00

december 30th, 2002

i'm in HONG KONG RIGHT NOW!!!! :) went shopping w/ my lil brother yesterday and he threw down over 1000 HK in an hour. it was pretty sweet. besides that, food has been near orgasmic but my stomache can't take the "richness"??? even the pretty pink liquid won't cure this monster. but it's all good. off to visit the biggest phattest bhudda in the world today... sigh... and eat a vegetarian lunch at the temple cause bhuddists don't believe in eating meat cause we reincarnate in a different life and might be a cow in the next life.... bull...

hawaii treated me well... kinda wish i was toasted up a bit more but the weather was amazing. christmas was spent on the beach, mcdonalds for lunch, dinner in chinatown... hawaii's like, little tokyo. there's more japanese than locals... walking around in outrageous mumu's, old ladies carrying umbrellas. baby's butt white skin... blinding.

happy new year... i'll write more about other things i have planned in hk. anyone want anything?

so there's this thing called "teen camp" in chicago... for ripening young youth ages 14-18...

camp itself is 5 days in the end of the summer filled with seminars, bible study, large groups, sharing, worship, speakers, and recreational activities. my Godbrother Ethan calls it the meat market. for 5 days you're getting the 101 crash course on all the selection in the meat market. after the 5 days everyoe get's a teen camp yearbook which my godbrother calls, "the menu". after camp everyone takes their menu's home and this is where things start cookin. you make your "selections"... and let those selections marinate... starting w/ the notorious SUNSHINE MAIL... further marinate the meat through IM, e-mail, phone calls... then there's this Labor Day b-ball/volleyball tournament which conveniently falls roughly a month after teencamp ends. and that day my friends, is the BBQ. the day where the "chick meat" comes all dressed up nicely... and the male meat struts their stuff ...followed by more BBQ's at various praise nights at the local chinese churches...

it's possible to marinate mutiple choices of meat at the same time... if you've been to teen camp you'd know if this was really true... it's different for everyone... fortunately, i never had the priviledge of taking advantage of this "meat market" even though i was there... :)

2002-12-08T11:52:00.000-08:00

it's been a while since i've updated. i'm here sittin in the ghettoness waitin for my last chinese final... Dec 16th. till then i have NOTHING... that means, trips to chinaghettown, maybe drop by michigan, working out, practicing, going SLEDDING, shopping... windowshopping that is, souping up my stationwagon, cooking up chinese storms and having potlucks w/ my CIM friends.... this weeks menu: fried rice, "hah gow" shrimp dim sum, edename, vermicelli stir fry and "neen go".... mmmm...

since i have all this free time i will start updating my blog... next up: foods that upset dylana's stomache, my exquisite travel plans for christmas, individual responses back to all the shout outs and...

my godbrother Ethan's intellectual philosophy on Teen Camp (for all those familliar w/ Chicago's asian retreat for "teens"... it's very similiar to "cedarville") let me get your appetite started: it has to do w/ a certain section in the grocery store.... juicy steak, tender pork chops, succulent pig.... mmm.... MEAT... market...

2002-10-22T22:32:00.000-07:00

midterms are over... raped em all...

trip to chicago w/ kathy... time on the road was such a blessing. both fell asleep during the wedding ceremony. amazing dinner banquet. jeff liu danced. can i say, dave collins is HOT? laura and rick's wedding was both an encouragement and enormous challenge for me...

2nd trip to michigan... praise team reunion brought back so many good memories. enjoyed the company of many friends... gave and received indirect crap... gotta love those gf's... updated on drama... sawrandomly fell flat into the mud... helped pigu discover how crutches can help a person walk? bought my brother an early b-day present: kenneth cole jacket 85% off... ended up costing less than the bra i was wearing that day...

left having learned many truths about me, myself, and i. to go back to michigan 2 yrs ago and do it all over again... but this time w/ more me, others, and God...

mariah carey, some song about rain...

2002-10-16T13:13:00.000-07:00

telephone bill: $480 being charged long distance minutes every time i signed onto PPP w/ an Ann Arbor dial-up number. Lack of communication within the house; "thought we just had local calling plan... apparently had long distance too"

...scared to get next month's telephone bill. looking for creative ways of making money. start my own hair salon, work at banana republic, try and play some gigs, ah, let's be more reasonable: work the cash wrap at the discount drug store down the street...

so now that i've lost sleep, and had anxiety disorder...

2002-10-10T09:45:00.000-07:00

for those who have thought.... "i'm wish i could do more but all i can do is pray"

prayers is POWERFUL, prayer is a privilege, it begins with praise and worship, persistent, through penitence assures PARDON for all sins, both private and public, prayer brings PEACE...

james 5:12

a poem for michael wang:

roses are red, violets are blue
pudgy's DEAD, this kid's new,
sh-bANG, walkin Mani man, how come you so taN?
grow the fro... fo sho... cuz it no matta no mo...
never seen fashion faux paux on you? other ppl's no clue;
dude, it's only pigu...
dumpin diesel, trip five soul, this boy's no toy
straight from troy... course i miss that boi...

the dump continues to get better... as i continue to get whitewashed. everyone must watch RED DRAGON! and then couldn't fall asleep for the life of me last night cause i was too freaked out. struggling after two school nights of going out and making it to my 8:30 class. looked like i was promotin the asian glow this morning. my lack of sleep and the coldness outside made my skin look rosy and...

yt- i'm not running nearly as much anymore:) so uh... might as well let the roll become rolls... winter's comin~
Priorities first: insulation, hibernation, commission to binge...

2002-10-07T12:22:00.000-07:00

gosh... i miss you mich kids so much!!! :) bev... i can't go to the bathroom w/ the lights off and door wide open anymore cause we got a guy livin in my house:) yt, uh... i... uh... never do that... how's running? kat, i wrote you... check it! ivan, are you still connected with every asian kid on campus? no more girls sleeping over? j/K!!!!

i dedicate this section of my blog to bad habits... why learn from your own mistakes when you can learn from mine

PORTION CONTROL: lack of portion control freshman yr at bursley nailed 15 lbs... my stomach has shrunken since then... till last weekend when i lost it. couldn't breathe w/ out struggling for air. even elastic pants and laying down didn't help...

do not keep a fridge in your room

do not wash velcro pants and delicates together. paying for another load to save your velcro pants is worth it. then again, not many ppl have velcro pants...

keep extra toilet paper in the bathroom... not the communal closet... esp when you're living w/ a guy

do not be so asian cheap as to extend the life of a kitchen sponge... the smell will not go away regardless of how much you wash it.

do not buy peanut butter/chocolate oreo cookies

brush your teeth or shove a pickle down your throat when you feel like snacking

2002-10-02T21:57:00.000-07:00

...jam session w/ CWRU's Intervarsity praise team... forgot how much i missed this stuff... where my vocab stops music starts...

rogaine, toupe, or grey? cover your back, gas attack, or zantac? plastic surgery, naturally free, or flat as can be... iron on me...

2002-10-01T11:29:00.000-07:00

new month... my life's not so much a dump anymore... this place has potential... and it's 80 degrees an sunny outside. hot as the daym dickens; i love it! last weekend me an jules fell slaves to the ground in our front yard... major reconstruction facelift... 13 large bags of yard waste, predominatly weeds, and weeds that became trees... 6 different neighbors stopped by to help out and lend tools, offer advice, chat... socialize... this weekend, planting hundreds of flowers... anyone wanna come out and help?

... on another note... i noticed that like the 1,3,5 urinal pattern in the men's restroom i cannot go in a stall immediately next to someone unless it's a very busy, loud restroom (ie... airport, concert hall, reststop) where i almost get more privacy because it's so loud and rambunctious. empty restrooms are the best. but i loathe those 3 stall bathrooms w/ one other person in it... just sittin there... quietly... waiting for you to go... and leave... so they can get on with their business. the moment you open the door into the restroom they immediately stop making any sort of noise... puhleese, you really think i can't see your scruched up pants over your shoes under there? might as well just stand on the toilet seat. i get all nervous er something and i choke up; i can't deliver...anything... can't carry through. is there something wrong with me? bathrooms at home are sweet... we got a rack for magazines next to ours; no shame... and even though there's doors to bathrooms at home i never find the need to make use of them... nor lights...

2002-09-29T08:46:00.000-07:00

satan uses false comforts... placebos, fantasies, wrong relationships, food, recurring sins... as a hindrance to our destiny that God's planned so perfectly for us.

psalm 139

too many men go to their graves w/out having played the all the music in their hearts...

2002-09-27T10:14:00.000-07:00

good idea:
running

bad idea:
running after eating fried rice, salad, mango peels, 2 bowls of cereal...
...and 2 cheese an bean burritos
...ssssss.s..hhhhhnnn....i....t?

brilliantly bad idea:
eating turkey w/ mustard, and ice cream afterwards...

don't think anyone can out-eat me cept RHEA... and maybe one or two harvest rood awakening girls... ccf girls? :) please...

2002-09-26T17:18:00.000-07:00

...on family vacations...

road trips: empty peanut butter jar for those times when us kids had to go pee...
mad libs... lots of potty humor... fart... diahhrea... booger...
fight/brawl/hysteria over the window seats

airplane trips: air sickness bags for dylana.... taken from the previous airplane flight
motion sickness wristbands
bubble tape... to sniff
spearamint chewing gum wrappers... to sniff

hiking trips: water... automatic camera... manual camera... videocamera... free Michigan Credit Union baseball cap on dad's head... more water... hip packs... hiking stick picked up along the way... water... no more stick... too hard to carry... snot rockets... Melodie's nature survival guide to peeing in the bushes... water... wiping off with leaves...

2002-09-26T07:07:00.000-07:00

... got stopped by Sprint on the campus of CWRU yesterday and got interviewed... apparently they had had enough interviews with CWRU kids sporting the CWRU t-shirt, goggled glasses, tapered jeans, and killer combo of sport sandals and socks. ok, so actually no; i was just the 2nd person they interviewed. either way; i was ridick late for chinese so that's all that matters... wau yo mama, baba, eee-guh deedee, eee-guh tsaetsae he wau. ni ne? wau duh deedee always says, "wah, wau duh naye-naye how peow-laang" way back when deedee also said, "wau ma-yo pung-yeo"... i love him...

going to revamp our entire front yard this weekend... bushes, flowers, electric hedge clippers, topsoil, weed whacker... i'm such home-maker it's sick... how come every house i live in always seems to be the dumpiest on the block? growing up all the houses in our subdivision had the pretty paved white cement driveway and then you saw black blacktop that my dad re-did every decade... we also had the neighborhoods fair superfluous share of yellow flowers that would religously pop up every spring... our grass was always greener only when the neighbors fertilizer blew into ours... and Christmas was a joyous time where all the houses displayed their 12 footers in the loft of their homes w/ elaborate white lights blazing outside while our house celebrated w/ the plastic tree from before my brother was born and tacky kindergarten ornaments w/ horrific pictures of us kids...

...but looking back on it all... gosh, i love my family.... i could go on forever... more later

...next up... family vacations...

2002-09-24T16:58:00.000-07:00

completely ran face first into a practice room door at the music school... sent several onlooking friends to the ground. my entire life is an open embarrassing book. what else... september has been one long month... feels like i've been out in cleveland forever...

from boring to boy to butt cut... black to blonde to blue... i cut my hair again. no more growing out layers of hay. my mommy will be so proud. she never approved since the day i thought it'd be cool to lop it all off and her first words were, "whaa? aiy yah. look lik-uh pork-u-pine. dat what yoo want?" my new do calls for 2 outrageous pigtail buns and half a pork-u-pine...

Dear God, thank you for wife beaters and elastic pants...

went to the rec center to work out and on the way back home i walked past... gasp... a few asians boys... gasp... in a ....gasp... "frat"... playing.... gasp... football... Chris, you should come out to visit:) j/k...

...on stupidity: quitters never win. winners never quit. but those who never win or quit are idiots.

2002-09-23T20:03:00.000-07:00

sunday- felt a lil bloat boated... someone's gonna be on the rag soon... drove an hour (got lost) to check out a taiwanese church... taiwanese churches are called taiwanese because service is held entirely in taiwanese. "oh" no wonder i website was in chinese... went shopping at a mall i "accidently drove past" while getting lost. bought a tanktop that was entirely splurge purchase. came back home... noticed i had to floor my accelerator a lot and drained a quarter tank?!?

... checked my wheels and found some 20psi; just 15psi short of what is considered safe. oops. prided myself in pumpin my tires up like a beauty queen. my car feels like a million bucks now. i'm SO EXCITED. it's pimpin... just ignore the missing body from rust, broken tire cap, dented front, permanent bird poop paint job, automatic went manual locks... I LOVE MY CAR...

...did i tell you i love my car?

i love my car...

finally met rona's friend daisuke today after mistaking some other asian kid for him last week.

from hay colored hair to blue to ... not so sloppy anymore. it's ...shorter again... not a boy yet:)

2002-09-22T07:28:00.000-07:00

to be single or not to be...
romantic feminine gifts...
sanrio gifts... (gasp)
any gift that comes in red, or pink...
high maintenizing...
misprioritizing life...

music is a universal language. where speech fails, then music begins. It is the natural medium for the expression of our emotions- the art that expresses in tones our feelings which are too strong and deep to be expressed in words.

2002-09-21T07:50:00.000-07:00

what happened to those days...
where my biggest concern was scrambling after the bell to be first in line for recess...
...where running through the sprinklers in the backyard could entertain me for hours...
when i used to fit into Chic Jeans for girls... size 10 ;)
...when life didn't have to worry about nutrition facts and size portions...
my financial expenses consisted of trips to the cafeteria line at lunch to buy a bag of chips for 25 cents...
...going to church meant wearing a dress, dress shoes, tights, outrageous hair accessories and playing in the leaves outside church...

opportunity: you will always miss 100% of the shots you don't make...

2002-09-20T05:23:00.000-07:00

dylana's back! wow, now i understand how kids can spend so much time fartin around on their computers... once i get some more time i'll do some makin over. after giving my pint of blood i felt the need to compensate (or in my case overcompensate) for the loss of body weight. they said to drink more fluids but i opted more sweets as a substitute. apparently i understand now why my decision was not such a brilliant one this morning as i stepped on the scale... before eating breakfast and after going to the bathroom...:)

2002-09-19T08:25:00.000-07:00

I AM SUCH A COMPUTER ILLITERATE.

2002-09-19T08:24:00.000-07:00

I DID IT! :o

2002-09-19T08:23:00.000-07:00

trying to figure out how to add shout outs to my blogger... martin, this better be worth it:)

2002-09-18T16:42:00.000-07:00

gave blood. nurses should warn donors beforehand of possible difficulties connected with giving blood... hour long waits, freezing cold rooms, complications with visiting high malaria risk places such as China, informing nurses that Kowloon is part of Hong Kong, informing nurses that Hong Kong Island is part of Hong Kong, acid reflux is not a disease that should fail me as a potential donor, blood clotting may occur during blood giving, numerous re-positioning of the needle will also occur when blood clots, this is associated with pain, and bruising, and more pain, and dizziness... all for one pint of blood. is it really worth it?

hell yea. but if you could see my grossly discolored arm you'd want to think twice.

went chinese grocery shopping... and OH, the laborers were... CANTONESE...

2002-09-16T21:03:00.000-07:00

went running... went a lil too far... freaked out... almost got lost... ran through some shady areas of cleveland...

feeling slightly mentally diahhretic yet constipated at the same time.

2002-09-16T12:47:00.000-07:00

... highlights of my road trip to Michigan last weekend:
1. thumpin techno the entire drive out... nnn...ch...nnn... ch....nnn...ch
2. 5 minutes of pigu's first ever fashion faux paux
3. i found my harvest songbook
4. night run w/ chris and sam k lee up north...
5. ...riding the bus back down
6. Damons ribs, chicken, shrimp, salad, fried onions, baked potato, bread roll... $10.99
7. not being able to breathe
8. heartburn
9. jonathan kim's hair
10. j*e*n*g*a
11. home cooked food
12. carriage 12's lost lbs
13. fungas much improved chinese
14. maxing out my car at 80mph back home

course there's more but i can't write it all down... somethings are better left unsaid...

life is lived forwards... learned backwards...

2002-09-12T13:20:00.000-07:00

played in studio class today. Ysaye Sonata No. 2: obsession... went alright. why can't i learn to play w/out getting nervous in front of my peers? my feet shake and i rock like a boat.... rock the boat... whu whu... cleveland's slowly getting better. ppl think i'm a grad student cause i do my own thing... i kinda like it that way.

2002-09-11T20:57:00.000-07:00

practiced till my fingers were so cramped they shook and stung/hurt so much even taking breaks wouldn't get rid of it... my right hand that is... i'm too tight. if i was only a "looser person"... chinese is getting better: wo shi zhongguren. bought myself some ridiculous teeny bopper butt chunky shoes... more function than fashion. the only use for shoes is so vertically inclined girls pants don't get dirty...

went grocery shoppin today. i remember having contests back in michigan with dave and jerry at Meijer over who could save more money.... i think jerry won last year with a near 25% savings. today my receipt read: TOTAL: $23. MONEY SAVED TODAY: $14. yea... 35% savings.

asians reek of such stingy-ness...

2002-09-09T22:20:00.000-07:00

Slammed the door of my ghet wild white an whrust wagon w/out taking into consideration the outgrown of rust and thus branded a gorgeous gash on my leg in the process. just added another permanent landmark on my mapped up legs...

developed a habit of runnning red lights on a daily basis... just following the flow of traffic. - Rules and Regulations of Cleveland

2002-09-09T08:02:00.000-07:00

sittin in the listenin lab... ji qi xi zi ci si zhi chi shi ri .... pige... pee guh ...pea gwuh... "bof...mert!"

set off the alarm in the rec center yesterday. went out the wrong exit. eh. got a new hobby... dvd's on my laptop. rent 2 get one free. American Pie, American Pie 2, American Beauty... next week maybe i'll make it to the B's... band camp anyone?

for the first time i felt scared at home alone last night while taking out the trash... somethin with keeping all our lights off to save energy, shady neighborhood full of loiterers, car alarms and police sirens going off several times every night... i don't even hear it anymore? ridiculously sore from powerkick, a night out dancin, and a mad treadmill rush followed by weights.

went to New Song, Assemblies of God on Sunday. i've never been to a more multi-ethnic church in my life; it was awesome. 40% white 40% black and everything else in the middle... and Black women can sing...

having fun w/ my fast fading blue hair...

You can never shorten God's testing but you sure can lengthen it...

2002-09-08T00:35:00.000-07:00

3:30 am saturday night. visited a fitness center and dropped buckets of sweat in powerkick... bought high fat salami and bologna for the first time in my life at the grocery store; compliments of my awesome roommate Jules who religiously worships the Atkins diet... that diet goes against every rule i ever established on nutrition but it's worked off 40 lbs on my gf. hmmm, it sounds to tempting :) got myself into pants that i couldnt' wear since freshman yr in college and took a night into downtown cleveland. a mix of urban-alley modern-ghetto ritzy-slummy nonsense. saw a hooky trans homo suspish hooker on the street corner... hit the clubs... cleveland is very much like detroit; just triple the safety-shadiness factor and you're gettin warm.

2002-09-07T09:15:00.000-07:00

saturday in cleveland... not much to do. no harvest to play football or b-ball with... no palmer field to run around and bronze up... off to practice and hit up the CWRU rec center that boasts piss poor workout conditions... i need the pretty white circuit machines, wall to wall mirros, and oversized fans... :) spoiled lil brat.

2002-09-06T23:10:00.000-07:00

... well... i died my hair blue today. it was a mess and a half. looks kinda gross; hair's all nappy and it makes me look real pale but oh well. semipermanent has its reasons. i'll prolly cut it all off soon. went to my first CIM party today. ... make it my last party... so many ppl out here are socially inept and cling clicky it's so sad and pathetic.

lesson number one: ppl don't drink and dance at parties... they sit and get drunk ... CIM's the MIT of music schools

gf Jill made a surprise visit from mich today... much needed pleasant surprise. i think i might visit mich next weekend w/ my girls.

2002-09-06T12:31:00.000-07:00

strugggled through my second day of Chinese 101. Mandarin ppl must have malformed mouths and tongues cause i can't pronounce half of the sounds we're supposed to. Why can't we just be one big happy family and all speak Cantonese??? 8 days of classes went by... i've attended 2 and still no textbook yet... one girl in our class can already speak and read chinese... GET OUT?!? otherwise our class is a mix of a few caucasians, koreans, hoochie cali girls, fobs, freshman ABC boys...

feeling much better. still sound like a man but i sound like one normally... spent and hour surfing for churches and fellowships... sigh. wish there was a CCF and Harvest out here.

re-working on a book "Experiencing God" that a good friend gave me some time ago... one of many books i started... Knowing God through circumstances... shoot, i'll give you a circumstance...

2002-09-05T21:34:00.000-07:00

in honor of mikeypigu's harrassin i'm setting up a blog page so ppl can check up on me as i start my new life in cleveland...cleveland institue of music. it's 12:30 am, i'm sick, drove to "school" at 7:15am today and tomorrow's lookin just about the same. been here two weeks and already i've had shady encounters on the RTA train, ppl holla at me in home depot, (what, asian girls aren't allowed to shop by themselves for hardware in a wife beater?), gone to 50%+ of my classes with freshman, hit up walmart more than i have the police station... oh, it's happenin. so i'll say it; being the independent person i tend to play off... i miss my friends back at mich. all the excitement of moving to a new place to meet new ppl where the conversion rate of smart enginerding guy chinks to chicks is at my advantage... mmm, yea.

...right. anyways, i'll update this later.