Tuesday, May 20, 2008

no beans

before

after

she gave me one. so i gave her one back.

computer class. needless to say. POINTLESS!

chemistry class. this teachers actually funny. he has this accent and hes proud to be french canadian. and oh..dont forget to say FRENCH before canadian. he gets pissy. and if u ARE canadian, tell him so. automatic {A}. bullshit..i know.


class sink. theres about 10 of these in the class. but this ones special.


cuhs it has a sign. it reads...INDUSTRIAL WATER-DO NOT DRINK
oh thanks sign. without you. i woulda died of mercury poison.


went here after school. coolness
yea. no beans

doodoo nails and rice. it goes perfectly together. ESPECIALLY if ur kiara johnson. she can pull shit off like that. MMMMAZING.


es chicken burrito


EL FIN.

thought id throw this in here. my best friend fed me the middle finger. the funniest guy i know. im not shittin you either. id never shit you bloggers. :)

Monday, May 19, 2008

PS!



oh yea. p.s.
im starting to write a book.
nothing like a fiction book or somthing with a story line. but like a mermoir book. filled with everyday life stuff. short essays of things i remmeber or want to remember. so dont be surprised if our aim convos end up in one of the chapters. and u know i cant leave blogspot with a sad ending. so here....something funny.




thought id make u smile. :)

blue moon

so today was another hot day.
not cool dawg.
well alot of stuff happened but it disapeared quickly out of life when i saw mrs. kim
yea yea yea typical asian name, but no typical lady.
see, she has cancer.
she fighting it hard. and when i say hard she fighting not for her life but for the sake of her friends and family. this lady is and will always be my moms best friend, sister, cousin whatever she wants her to be.so today afterschool my mom picked me up from my friend kikis house. and my moms been nagging me to make time to see her for a while. (latly my moms been saying how she only has a week or two to live) so today i asked her if we could go over there.

i knew this lady since i was 7 maybe 8. i dont know but i feel like ive known her all my life. cant write too much details cuhs it would go for pages. but i walked in the room of mrs. kims apartment, a spacious 3 bedroom flat in downey. and as soon as u walk in theres a brown metal hospital bed, the ones the folds up and down and etc. with one of those poles with the clear bag or medicine or nutritious thing or watever. and she lays there turnt sideways toward us. ( me, my mom, uncle and brother) her eyes are closed cuhs shes too tired. her body is literally skeleton like. outlining her high cheekbones to her skin and bone shoulder to her pelvis with absolutly 0% fat. but one thing i noticed was that she had the prettiest, i mean the prettiest fingers in the world. beautiful. total ballerina fingers, it was pinkish white, skinny frail and so delicate looking. she spoke when my mom held her hand like nothing was wrong in the world. i mean the voice, the tiny but yet strong voice that came out of this womens mouth amazed me. she held my moms hand and said
"hey, watsup thanks for coming. i know it mustve been hot today, oh! and look seans(my uncle) here too! "
she then held his hand and congratulated him on him passing his CPA exams. he cried. it was hard to watch. i mean imagine a women u knew all ur life full of grace, i mean shes literally the nicest lady ive everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr met. never said anything horrible about anybody always wanted to give and never recieve although she didnt have much. she was just the nicest lady on earth. literally. she talked and asked for water which was fed to her from a spoon. and she quickly threw it up. seee, she has no stomach...it had to be removed so now her body contains a plastic stomach which i think is fucking bullshit. cuhs it obviously doesnt work. and never will.

after this it was a lot of holding hands and talking about the future. how shes too tired now but shed soon make us dinner and how she would make "kim-chi" for us and etc. i tried to man up cuhs i dont cry in front of my mom. but i had to. i think even my brother shed tears. and soon it was time to say goodbye.

my mom said goodbye, my brother said goodbye, and my uncle who reappeared after his "walk" cuhs "its too hott in here" said goodbye. i said goodbye and said id see her later. i reached down for a kiss on the cheek. she didnt expect it coming so she half dodged it. i felt kinda rejected. and as soon as i turned she grabbed my hand down to her face and kissed my cheeks. she said yes..ill see you soon. i promise....i wanted to cry. i think i did. i dont know. it was all too sad knowing she'd be gone in less then 2 or 3 days. and oh yea..her birthdays next monday. which is even more sadder. but i noticed alot of amazing people die on thier birthdays, or somedays before or after thier birthday. idk. shes a amazing women. she praised god too. like everyday of her life. she was beautiful, tall, natural curly black hair and the biggest almond shaped eyes for a asian lady. u can imagine she looked like a model in her younger days. i dont know wat else to write cuhs i can say a million things more but im just gonna leave it.

one question tho...
why do bad things happen to all the good people?

Sunday, May 18, 2008

barbies

just found out theres a barbie mp3 player
with a COMPACT MIRROR!
wow....
what is this world coming to?
but i think im totally getting my hands on one.
its pink. with a mirror.
what little girl wouldnt cry to their mommies to buy them one..
"mommy, theres this thing that plays music and it has a mirror and a pink cover and a lot of other stuff mommy. mommy. mommy. can i have it mommy? mommy but u promised!.mommy i love you?"

little girls be good.
get ur brownie points now.
well im off to begg my mommie for a barbie mp3 player.
and heres a touch for the boys..
BOOOOOOOOOBIES!!
goodnight.

who knows


todays super hot.
i live in the vallley.
and it has to be 10 degrees hotter than LA.
in fact i know it is.


so ive been online all day in this nice unused air conditioned room in my house.
well not actually online all day. half day maybe.
no, half of half.

the point is.
ive been looking at people blogs.
this is way more sufficient than myspace.
i can actually post pictures of things i take pictures of everyday.
and not feel guilty that i have so many pictures of it everyday.
cuhs thats what blogs are for.
and actually comment why i took it. etc. etc.

but i feel like im falling in a trend.
a blogging trend
but if i am. i guess i am.
but shit who cares,
and if u do. u must have absolutly nothing else to care abbout.