Friday September 22, 2006 at 12:47 pm
I have 1 thing to say:
IM AWESOME!!!
Archive for September, 2006
Thursday September 21, 2006 at 01:39 pm
Dear Mr. Creepy Bum Man,
You: Creepy bum with a cardboard sign.
Me: Driving home from work, waiting at a red light.
It would have been enough for you to walk by me with your cardboard sign begging for money. Which, by the way, is highly misguided. NO ONE is going to give you money when you have a sign that says “VIET NAM VET” in Little Saigon. TRUST me on this one. I’m Vietnamese.
No, you didn’t stop there… You decided to not only walk to my car and stare into it while I was looking away… But decided to get off the sidewalk and hold your sign up to my window while saying something unintelligible at me through the window.
Maybe I looked like I couldn’t see the sign when you held it 5 feet further away. ON THE CURB.
Well, I just got home Mr. Creepy Bum Man, and I realized. Maybe I was wrong about you and should give you a second chance. I’m sure you have some great stories about ‘Nam, and are actually very well groomed under that smelly grimy-looking exterior.
So, next time you decide to walk up to my car, why don’t you just hop in and go for a ride with me! I welcome you Mr. Creepy Bum Man… We can have dinner and a movie even.
It’ll be fun.
BTW, remind me to lock my car doors from now on.
=D share your creepy stories!
Wednesday September 20, 2006 at 11:12 am
I’m nicer to people I don’t like
and meaner to the people I do like…
Have
you ever noticed that it’s a lot easier to say really mean/nasty things
[in jest] to the people you love? And yet, it’s really hard to be that
same funny bitch to people you don’t like?
I attribute this phenomenon [at least my case] to two main reasons:
- If
I don’t really care about them, I probably don’t know them, this can be
dangerous I can’t tell if they’ll take me seriously. Some people are
really sensitive. - If I say something mean, I might really mean it… in a mean way. [I said mean 3.. no, 4 times!]
Which, you know, kind of sucks for the people I DO love, because I can be a complete ass sometimes.
So I guess in this world of contradictions….
- If I’m nice to you, I probably don’t know you well enough.
- If I’m nice to you, I might not like you very much.
- If I’m ridiculously nice to you, I might not like you that much and am overcompensating.
- If I’m a bitch to you, you might be one of my best friends.
- If I’m a bitch to you, I might not like you that much.
To
be honest, I consider myself a person that likes pretty much everyone,
but that list makes it seem as if I dislike people more than I like
them. Not true. #1 is probably the way I approach most people.
So, here’s a question:
Is it fake to be nice to people you’re not sure you really like because you don’t want to cause waves?
Not
being nice to try to get ahead or gain anything — or even so that you
can make fun of them behind their backs, but just playing nice because
you don’t want to deal with the drama that would ensue if you decided
to speak your mind?
Or is it just as bad as the Plastics in Mean Girls?
Teh Fakeness
Wednesday September 20, 2006 at 09:37 am
I’m nicer to people I don’t like
and meaner to the people I do like…
Have you ever noticed that it’s a lot easier to say really mean/nasty things [in jest] to the people you love? And yet, it’s really hard to be that same funny bitch to people you don’t like?
I attribute this phenomenon [at least my case] to two main reasons:
- If I don’t really care about them, I probably don’t know them, this can be dangerous I can’t tell if they’ll take me seriously. Some people are really sensitive.
- If I say something mean, I might really mean it… in a mean way. [I said mean 3.. no, 4 times!]
Which, you know, kind of sucks for the people I DO love, because I can be a complete ass sometimes.
So I guess in this world of contradictions….
- If I’m nice to you, I probably don’t know you well enough.
- If I’m nice to you, I might not like you very much.
- If I’m ridiculously nice to you, I might not like you that much and am overcompensating.
- If I’m a bitch to you, you might be one of my best friends.
- If I’m a bitch to you, I might not like you that much.
To be honest, I consider myself a person that likes pretty much everyone, but that list makes it seem as if I dislike people more than I like them. Not true. #1 is probably the way I approach most people.
So, here’s a question:
Is it fake to be nice to people you’re not sure you really like because you don’t want to cause waves?
Not being nice to try to get ahead or gain anything — or even so that you can make fun of them behind their backs, but just playing nice because you don’t want to deal with the drama that would ensue if you decided to speak your mind?
Or is it just as bad as the Plastics in Mean Girls?
Tuesday September 19, 2006 at 07:44 am
Feeling Charitable? Donate!
JDRF: Junior Diabetes Research Foundation International
//EDIT: I will now also be walking in this walk! I’m going under my friend’s name, so if you want to walk with us let me know!!
A friend of mine is walking in the Walk to Cure Diabetes and asked me to promote her donation site! I know I ask you guys to donate and/or help me in these things often, but I’m a complete sucker for a good cause.
Click here to help find a cure for Diabetes!
If you can’t donate, copy paste this link to your site and have people pass it on!
Even if you can only spare 5 dollars, 10 dollars, do your good deed of the day! 
A lot of people I know are affected by Diabetes, whether from their parents or if they have it themselves. It’s even more devastating when it occurs in children.
If you can’t donate, I don’t think it’s much to just copy the link and spread the word! Plus, won’t it make you feel a little good about yourself?
Let me know if you put up the link or donate! I’ll try to put up a list of people who participate 
Tuesday September 19, 2006 at 09:34 pm
I’m a dork.
Natsuka Shi | Monk – Mo/R : Lvl20 | Prophecies Campaign | finished: Prophecies
Shi no Miko | Ranger – R/E : Lvl 20 | Prophecies Campaign | finished: Factions
Ko Gal | Monk /55 – Mo/Me : Lvl 20 | Factions Campagin | finished: Factions, Prophecies
Ko Gal’s my favorite… Which one do you like best?
Brent‘s [teh BF] characters vs mine.
Friday September 15, 2006 at 11:15 am
I like to look at pussy
on the internet.
While I’m at
work.
I have a weird little obsession
with watching videos about kittens on
youtube.
Kimwipes kick butt.
I particularly like
sleepy kitties.
What do you do to pass the time?
Thursday September 14, 2006 at 10:11 am
Munny:
An act of self-expression.
Surprisingly, there were quite a few people interested in knowing more about my munny and how she came about… So here’s a short explanation:
A Munny is a blank Decorate/Do-It-Yourself vinyl doll produced by awesome toy company KidRobot. I purchased my Munny at Urban Outfitters, but you can order yours easily at the Munny website or from Ebay.
To view munnies better than mine such as the examples you see above you can go to VinylPulse.com [gallery], or the KidRobot Munny Forums.
My Experience
What he looked like pre-paint. [the one in the background is brent‘s]
First things first, I had to disassemble my munny.
Then I sanded each piece down with sandpaper to make for a better painting surface.
After that I primed it with Gesso, a primer for acrylic painting.
Then, I opened up the handy-dandy coloring book–
Lucky for me I got the one drawn by my favorite artist, Simon Legno!
There are 3 versions, and I was just happy I got the one I wanted.
I then proceeded to draw what I thought would look cute on my munny while the Gesso dried.
Then came the hard part: painting. Apparently I suck at it.
I also hate waiting for paint to dry.
This is the end of Day 1
My Munny out to dry with Brent‘s.
He can actually paint. It makes me mad.
Begin day 2.
What in the world am I going to do with this dismembered mess?
And I still hadn’t decided on a color.
I decided to go ahead and make my girl a watermelon head…
Since her hair color reminded me of a watermelon.
But… once the eyes were put onto the hat, it looked too much like…
Ugly.
So I had to wait for the damn white paint to dry and sand it down to smoothness as much as I could.
In the meantime, I sculpted and began to paint some friends for my gal.
Hear no evil. See no evil. Speak no evil
Kim style.
Penis shroom and vagina plant.
So I finally decided on pink. Looks cute, no?
Add some detailing.
Fix the teeth
Re-assemble
And she’s done!
The back
Anyhow, with all that said… i still haven’t named her.
What’s a good name for my Munny?
Wednesday September 13, 2006 at 11:02 am
Religion.
Yes, even I think of things like that.
So, I’ve had a gripe about religion lately:
I
REALLY like the idea of belonging to a church or a temple or some place
of worship because I think it’d be really nice to have a place to go
weekly that not only does stuff for the community [a requirement of
mine if I did join], but also gives one a gentle reminder of the morals
and values we tend to forget in our day to day — add in the feeling of
belonging to a close-knit group… and it seems like a really ideal
situation.
With maybe the exception of the consistent ‘reminder
of morals and values’, my group in college [Circle K] really fulfilled
that for me. However, now that I’ve grown out of the group and the
people that I joined with are now gone off to their own post-college
things, I find myself searching for something to fill that space… and
with something that will last more than four years.
Sure I
could join the Kiwanis, Red Cross or some other non-profit
organization, but lately I think I’ve been feeling the need for some
spiritual fulfillment as well.
The only problem is: I can’t bring myself believe in God
Not
God, not a god, not any god. I’m not denying that the existence of God
or any of the gods in this world are possible. It might be. I just
can’t bring myself to believe in any religion in a way that one would
call it my ‘Faith’.
So I guess it’s better to say that instead of not believing in God, that I have no Faith.
Why I don’t pray to Buddha [even though I’m Buddhist]
Born
and raised Buddhist, I like to think that I try my best to follow the
rules of my raised religion. However, ever since I was a child, I
always had problems with the ‘praying’ part. Who am I praying to?
Taught
that Buddha was a normal man that reached Nirvana [the mental/spiritual
place where there is nothing and everything and there are no wants and
no needs], I always had trouble grasping the reason for which we prayed
to him every week.
Afterall, if he’s in Nirvana, why would he hear us and heed us at all? Same with all of the other Buddhist dieties
In the end, I believe in Buddha’s teachings… But not Buddhist religion as it’s developed into right now.
Why I can’t have Faith in a God
As
for an all-knowing, all-seeing God, I have a lot of issues with the
idea that an all-seeing all-knowing sentient being that I can’t see can
have an effect on my life.
It’s wholly possible that one exists, but I just can’t really envision it.
So that leaves me with this question…
Where in the world can one go to find a nice group of people that are willing to:
- Do things for the community
- Have
weekly sessions and discussions on morality, the virtues of such
morality, and assessment of values [also why these are important in
daily life]… - Without involving any praying, chanting,
kowtowing, singing, Jesus, any Dieties [including Buddha], the word
‘amen’, and the need for everyone to have [at least some] Faith?
Any suggestions?
Munny
To
those of you who skipped the whole entry and went down to the bottom of
the post hoping to find something interesting… I recently completed
painting a Munny [and made her some friends too!] Let me know what you
think and whether or not I should post pictures of how this Munny came
about.
