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to clarify...
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full journal is "Home"
no more moving urls.
yaksok
Thursday, November 30, 2000
Wednesday, November 29, 2000
Tuesday, November 28, 2000
Saturday, November 25, 2000
Woohoo. I'm hooooooooooome. =) I had forgotten how comfortable my house is. Ahh...cushiony carpets, wide screen tv, computer on a desk. lol. I had also forgotten how Hawaii fall/winter is. I was expecting such warmer temps, but hey, I'm not complaining, the low of 72 here is still much higher than SF's high of 60. heehee. *relax*
Wednesday, November 22, 2000
Okie folks, I guess this is it. I'm already past my bedtime. Hopefully I'll be able to wake up in time to greet the nice Bayporter person. I'll miss you all, but thank goodness for Blogger...its accessible from just about anywhere! even from the land of grass skirts and coconut bras..i mean trees. Can you believe some idiots actually think Hawaii is really like that? heh. Stupid military brats. Anyway...Happy Thanksgiving!!
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woah. I just found I'm linked by the queen hedgie herself, Cyn. Right under MinJung and Kristin the Great. I think I'm gonna faint. lol. nah. But i feel bad...I'm so terrible about writing to people I link or read. I should speak up but dang...it just takes so much effort. me = lazy ass. hehe
Dood! So many people keep finding my site while searching for Wonbin. I think there's like 5 already. oh, and one fore Song Seung Hun. hehe. Not that I blame them cuz they be damn fine...but I'm sorry all you people...I only posted their lovely pics once or twice. I know nothing else about them. No help here. Mian!
Aiyah! So embarassing. I had the link wrong for Winnie's Aiyah. I just clicked on it and got some weird SoCal thing. I was like "oi? I know she just redesigned but another one? gosh that was fast" haha. Oops. dot NET not dot com. oopsie. heehee. Winnie...I luv ya! Gomen ne! ;P
On my way home today on Market I passed by the Chinese man selling his paintings. I always wanted to buy one. It would be a perfect gift for my friend Tanya. Whenever I saw him I would never have money on me and I would always be in a rush to get to my train. Lucky for me today, I got out extra early AND I had money. He said the one I chose was of an angel spreading flowers of hope and happiness. Sometimes I wish I could be Tanya's guardian angel. She's been through so much yet she perseveres. She has so much more strength than I do, and she's only 17. Hopefully this angel will bring her at least a little happiness.
Tuesday, November 21, 2000
I remember when I was little I thought Justin Whalin was so cute. He was in this Disney movie called Perfect Harmony in which "A boyhood friendship driven by a common love of music overcomes divisiveness and prejudice in 50's South Carolina." I really loved that movie. And now Justin is in the upcoming movie Dungeons and Dragons. umm....I dunno if I like him so much anymore. It looks as though he hasn't grown or aged one bit. heh
Monday, November 20, 2000
Sunday, November 19, 2000
heh...its so funny. I find now that when I get pissed off, which is normally because of this irking person I live with, I get really tense and jittery and I can't get myself to fall asleep for at least another hour or two. haha. my leg is shaking and I can't stop it. I would probably be rolling on the floor laughing if I saw myself in the third person. If I leave my room now...who knows what I might do. eek
ERRRRG!!!! The bitch broke one of my blue chopsticks!!!!! Fucking bastard. I put them on the counter for a reason. Shit. I mean, she could've at least been more gentle when closing the fucking dishwasher door. It takes a lot of force to break a chopstick..or well, at least I thought it did. There's gonna be hell to pay. She better apologize. Fuck. >.<
I'm in kind of a weird mood at the moment. I was just reading about Cyn's uncle and it made me think about my own. His name escapes me but I know he was the eldest child born to my grandparents. All that remains of him now is a page full of little pictures in my mom's photo album. He died when he was three of jaundice, before my mom, the next child, was born. Sometimes I think about what could've been if he hadn't died and lived to have me call him uncle. I wonder if he would've been my favorite uncle or if he would've gone down the wrong path like my other uncle. At least this way, he will always remain in that enternally innocent form, full of hopes and happiness.
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