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Spirit Shake

Life, Music, ,

I love kickin it with the Chinese Mannings. I mean… when I kick it with these guys its always some real chill times. B-ball, newcastles, STARS alley (one way or another), music. Always tons of music… just real good times.
The best part though, is that the conversation gets kicked up to a whole new level:
succinct and efficient from a “mere mortal sky”.

An example:
“This is Ridiculous.”
“Don’t.”
“I will.”
“DOOOOON’T”
“I am”
“You are manning it so hard”

Its really convenient to be able to express such a diaspora of emotions with various forms of only 3 words: “don’t, ridiculous and manning”. Primitive, yes, but its great for the lazy. (ie Me).

So when I come upon something so, for lack of a better word, ridiculous, I have turn to my mannings to verify that:

1.I’m not crazy,

and 2.that I am justified in looping this over and over again for 5 days straight (and counting!).

After all. If its too ridiculous for even THEM, then I know that I better not let anyone know that I get so much pleasure from it (well, Adry’s an exception. She’ll laugh at ANYthing). One example of such super-ridiculousity is Yakitate Japan! Don’t watch that unless you want a ridiculectomy.

Anyway, to the point. This shit below is a nightmare to society, transcribed for preventive measures.

“Spirit Journey”
by Masta Shake

Deep within the wool of time a creature shall be born
to see the light that is divided by the egg of tyranny
just stay forth from within the womb of life for three quarter ah~ni~ah yea~~r
The creature thus be formed. The creature thus be born!

*Guitar solo*

And ye of years…
…Who Chime!
And the heavens open up, and drank from the silver cu~~~p
The creature thus be born…
…And blow the magic horn!

*Guitar solo*

To alert the spirit deep within the cycle of li~~~fe
— *que close up of wide-eyed shake*
The creature has begun its journey,
Be forlon… upon this day which he be, formed~ah.
— *que close up of wide-eyed shake*
In a sea of mucus!

The Spirit rides down from the mountain in the knife with the Creature in the womb!

The holy union… of mortality.
Until the dark mortality breaks the chain of light.
The creature thus be born~ah.

*Guitar solo*

— (there must be some secret horrible message to kill children in here, somewhere.)

Every year raineth down the celebratory te~ars
The celebration of the youth
from mere mortal sky
…And the verdict?:
Chat with Ryan

Yes. Shake so hard indeed.

Chat with Dixon

So I guess I’m in the clear. Phew!

PS: I need to ゲットa mini door hanging b-ball hoop

Friends

Life, ,

Don’t you hate it when you wanna go out

but all your friends are losers and are being home-bodies?

and when you say “all”, you only mean like 2-3 people?

…

At least I have them.

I went to Japanese Language Table again yesterday. It was really cool. I met Shinya, a cool dude who likes the inaka, Eric, a non-UCSD student who only comes for the table, Daniel, a potential mex dude lookin to get a head start on JAPN10A, Hank & Kyle, s’more ppls interested in the language.

Also there were Andrew from HILD class, Eliza from American Pie, Fabianne from Japanese, and also James from japanese, who I went to the pub with, along with Aiko (US Pie as well) and Old Guy Tim (supposedly the guy who started the food co-op (!) ). I then met Ai & Kotaro there.

This was a list of people. Hopefully, I can gain some more friends. Cool people tend to make that happen, so yay.
Oh yeah, and it was a little awkward maybe. I felt some tension at first, but things seemed to settle down after a while. I was aloof. I dunno. I suppose “fate is for the lazy”.

(btw, you gotta watch the movie, “Saving Face”… if you do, then the previous quote is what I said BEFORE watching the movie… I’m hella wise). Anyway, I know what they say.. I know what you say.. but hopefully all that matters is what I say…
ringu.

btw, I really love puma jackets. Man… I gotta buy some hair picks so I can wear my favorite outfit of all time with my newest one.

Regarding jackets… I no longer have anything to prove regarding cold. I’m cooler than that now.

Fly me to the moon…

I wonder if when I look back on posts such as these, will the memories still be there for me to decipher?

I just remembered that no, they won’t be. Oh well… at least I’m in a reasonably good mood. Nothin like last quarter.

Now Song: “Ave Maria” (watchin bebop)… oh beauty…

Her

Life

So, these past two weekends were fucking GREAT. I’m glad that I got to start this quarter off really good.

The first weekend, I spent it with Susie at the MLK Day parade with the Cross’ and other groups’ American Pie thing.

Met some cool people. Ate hella good food. Made fun of many ppl as well.

Last weekend, I was a lesbian, and ate Philly Cheese Steaks. Gogogogo #’s!

Man… I have so much to say about them both… Why did I wait so long again?

Oh yeah, I’ve also fallen for

Her.

Totally captivated; all I want to do is talk, get to know, and just be.
It’s been awhile since I’ve felt that way bout someone right off.

But… I did something stupid.
Uh… more like absent minded.

Sigh… don’t you just hate vagueries?

Sigh……

“Music changes my mood” was gonna be the title, but then I remembered reading that the Title of every post should actually have something to do with the post so… “Life Confusion”

Life, Music, , , ,

what did i do today?

uh…… time’s wasting away, but i don’t feel guilty about it.
I just wanna eat plants.
.:. my away message the above was
can you make a image with simple css commands? individual cells representing pixels
will that require more bandwidth than a real image?

What is an image? What makes the blue light on my HD blink when it is accessing?

Do I really want to know? How deep, how far do I really wanna delve into this world?
Something, some part of me wants to know and learn more more more…

Some part of me keeps holding myself back… is this because I don’t wanna go deeper into this particular (and may I say, rather impersonal field), or is it my hold-backiness, which holds me back from my true potential?

Why do I procrastinate, hold back, be reserved? What am I waiting for… there is no time like the present. If I don’t “DO IT NAUGH!!!”… is it human nature to always believe in the future? that there WILL be a future? What if there is no future for me? What if I am fated to die in 23 days? What would I do differently?

Like it is written on the mirror….

oLive NOW.

Sigh. I neve was that good at foresight… or maybe I am, and just can’t see it.

I have an “ultimate goal”, but I say I don’t know how to get there. Is that a sign of my age, or of my personality?

Part of me feels as if there is an eternal shark behind me ready to eat my ass up… part of me doesn’t recognize this and keeps on living life, sleeping, wasting, being. Nothing.

Its hard to break outta this cycle. I see other people breaking outta their own respective cycles, ready to jump into their new ones, that will govern their lives for add end.

I don’t wanna jump into THAT… but I feel restless. I need to move on, but I don’t wanna go to THAT. But I NEED to move.

fuck fuck fuck… aww… there plays Nujabes+Fat Jon-Departure-“Mystline”

This song grounds me somewhat. Euphoria end.

Once again… its 5am. Will I wake early to greet my new life? Or will I continue to sleep in?

It seems so easy… why do I make it so hard?

Years later from now, will this make sense? Will I laugh? Will I be puzzled?

It doesn’t matter. I know that this is how I feel— no AM, right now. This is me. This is…why do I not like ever saying this…

Terry Yoshiaki McCall.

what a fucked up anomaly of a name huh? Is that why? Why have I always denied my middle name, seeking that Asian standard?

I take pride in it now though.

Where will I, society, the world, human, everything, where will we be in 10 years?

In 2030, I will be 50 some years old. Will I be OLD? I don’t feel that way…

damn.