god made me this way

yea, i don't quite get it either, but i love michael cera. really, i do. i think he is super interesting, highly quirky, funny, subtle, king of dorkville, but like i said, i am kinda in love with him...
i know, he's not what one would call 'hot', but i find nerds like him sexy. i am so admitting this huh? so what, tis true bitchez. i wanna bang the kid from 'superbad'... you know 'juno'-s baby daddy... those shorts didn't even turn me off! strange, indeed.
anyhow, he has a short show on-line 'clark and michael'. all of the episodes are 11 minutes short, and it makes me laugh. you should check it!
moving forward: he's going to only get more interesting with age (= time) i'll do em!

www.clarkandmichael.com

g.r + h.c = foreva

... yes people, it's true... this man owns a very rare, and super weird part (almost all) of me. i am a very fixed person, and super hard to impress, but this lil muther has got me wrapped around his being. since i'm 9 yrs old, i have looooved him. he is to a 'T' what i love, and want. bold statement, duh, but i'm psychic.
i have a few great stories regarding he (my love), and i. oh yea, that's right, we've encountered each other before (thanks god) andddd have many people in common (even jim-buk-tu). he just shot a commercial with my friend, and of course he blew up my spot. it's normal. i would have done the same. he (my friend) chimed into his dramatic, animated self, and told him that i worship the ground that he walks on, and that i am madly in love with him, but he also mentioned how 'cool' i am... (?) tis true, bitchez.
yeaaaa... it's all good, cuz that's just how my life rolls. anyhow, mr. future inside of me, and i were at coachella a few yrs ago. we were backstage at lilly allen, and (fairy dust sprinkles all over) guess whose right in front of me?!?!?!?!? GIOVANNI RIBISI! yes, i almost died, but i didn't. instead, i decided to put my head on his shoulder for the whoooole concert. he, let me folks... i know. what was stranger is that he totally didn't mind, PLUS we never said anything to each other about why the fuck was i leaning on his shoulder... I KNOW!!! i couldn't have had the intestine to that alone. thanks allydon! another bff, she hooked it up! she made me feel overly confident to be so retarded. thanks buddy.
anyhow, i can't wait to go to the premiere for 'avatar' (whenever the hell it comes out) directed by mr. james cameron. maybe i will just throw myself at him... or maybe i will drug him... haven't gotten it fully figured out yet. but it's coming.
keep you posted.
btw: he's that thing that tom cruise is, and i don't care. love is unconditional. that is how you know it is true.

i can't wait to get a boyfriend

...MERRY XMAS!!!

i thought about it, and i'm sorry...

but the tape below is just the most homo-est shit evar!!! i can't help it! i was trying really fucking hard to be 'positive', but fuck me! that's just kinda sorta WRONG! amazingly wrong! but i am now in love with it! not him, just his 'moves'. i love how he shapes his finger into a gun when singing 'i'm gonna hunt you down'. woah. anyhow, WHOOOO! that was fucking fantastic!

if you put your mind to it...

he's korean... just like me. damn.

i just knew he was chinese, or something, but no. my kind (korean.) he like could be related to me. 

ok, no, i'm just being racist. superior racism...? whatever, it happens, and at least i can admit it, SOOOO that i can correct this awful taught asian racism. ANYHOW, on to the inspirational fearless young-un, who goes for his dreams. although delusional, at least he goes for what he believes.  you can't hate on someone who tries. that's my 'rule'. hey, he's got my attention! 
but i am highly curious to if he really understands the lyrics... if so, OK!

fake chicken

you can substitute just about anything in this world. just be creative! learn to say 'never', never! look, even nuns figured out a way to still get blasted in the face with white stuff! 

keepin it real

I'm feelin her!!!!. i kinda envision some form of this in my late, late future. a phatty stuffed with cannabis (not tabacco, it kills) just chillen in my 'whateverit'sfabulousgear'. Hangin out on the street somewhere people watchin.

this photo inspires me to keep on creating, taking risks, live for myself, have fun with life, stay open, and own it! 

i love people, but i have never been the one to censor myself for the sake of approval. this photo is the reason why. free to be yourself, who ever that maybe. enjoy the ride to the fullest, because it's the only one you know of, and it's a damn shame to live any other way! 

slap my soul

it is way too cold for me... i'm scared.  scared, because it's gonna take a toll on my fabulous skin. thank god, for my 'mariah carey' humidifier, and TRUST, i will be moist (don't be dirty) all winter! fuck that- i am super serious about preserving my sexy! 

anyhow, i have never been a fan of winter. my friend 'singer-finger', tries every year to get me to see the brighter side of it, but i just don't like hot coco. the great thing is that every year he gives me the same 'winter infomercial' sale: 'hannah it's beautiful, missle-toe (i know i spelled it wrong, but that's how i feel about it, so gay), hot coco (again), 'snow-flakes' (his language), 'bundle-ing up' (his language), and 'cuddling' (the word, not the meaning, super gross.) i always thought that only queer dudes love hot coco (not u coco, the drink)... i guess i'm wrong sometimes... not sure about that though, because 'singer-finger' could always end up queer... i guess time will tell.

anyhow, i think that i need to do something serious tomorrow. discipline is on my mind. we'll see.

god- please make global warming show it's bad-assness. let it show its true color this winter. let's give the world a wake-up call, with a mild fall-like winter, god. don't be scared, god. i think that is the best way to unite the world. we will come together as 'earth-rangers'. amen.

*UPDATE:  from 'singer-finger' to me:    'i know there's a little christmas miracle in you waiting to bounce out with a bell, and fucking buckin raindeer'... I LOVE DAVID SINGER!!! BECAUSE HE HAS THE WORLDS BIGGEST!

blow me

WORDS OF WISDOM: don't suck it, until you know he's worthy.

i don't know about you, but growing up it was 'cooler' to make em beg. like beggggggg. coppin a feelie was one thing, but to put a bunch of random's dick in my mouth, come again?!!

not my thingie, plus it's like degrading, no? 

i am not talking about never going down, to greet the worm, but for me it's gotta be someone that i want to. not some drunk fuck that i just met at a bar (plus wash that shit before entering.)

am i just old school? maybe i am, but i think it's more of a 'power' thing.  lets keep it real, it's a penis going in your mouth, and your sucking it, until he jizzes a billion (now dead) potential human beings... on you, or in your mouth. is just anyone deserving of that?! i don't think so, and i bet you'd agree!

sucking dick, and eating puss carry two different feelings. double standard, hell yea!

all i am sayin is be exclusive when putting a rod in your mouth. you have nooooo right to be mad if he doesn't hit you back! at alll!!! then that's the moment your like ' damn, why did i suck that losers dick'! be careful, and selective. not every dick needs to be in your mouth.

U KNOW i'm right!

good-samaritan choi

GENTLEMEN: snuggle your nuts, and go grab a binki! because, i am about to bust a massive load on ya!

ready?!

ok, here we go:

*does size matter: um, why wouldn't it?!! who ever told you otherwise, lied... or they're fat.

it's not the size, it's what he does with it', think about this statement... you must have something, in order to do something, with it, no? i'm sorry. but it's true :(

girth, is where it's at. the penis is suppose to penetrate, and be considerably larger then the hole.

** THE BELOW DOES NOT PERTAIN TO 'COKE CANS' **

solution: you must (mandatory) work hard on your 'foreplay' efforts, and skills. learn about 'intimacy'. 

going down on a girl (the right way) you gots to... beggers can't be choosers. sorry. anyhow, always remember: it's not a beef jerky, it's just not. make love to that b*tch! clitoris/fingering- this combo works wonders! your goal is to be 'that guy' (the one that all the girls rave about, bcuz he can actually get them off.) * tis true.

*faking it: the answer is- YES. the truth is you probably have been lied to 80-90% of the time, and i think that may even be a tad bit on the generous side. anyhow, it sucks, but it's soooooo the truth. i have many male friends, and they all fire back 1) unanimous 2) denial. they all say the same thing (low tone, never fails) 'i'm sure there are a lot of girls out there who do, but not the ones i've been with'. 

ok, look buddy, here's the problem: women are so scared of hurting your feelings (a dying trend, thank god, cuz it's mean) that they will go all out on the performance. the truth is, sometimes we just want it to end. it's not quite going in the direction we had hoped. *tis true :(

* if she leads, follow... that's a 'sign'.

the problem is you'll never, ever know.

because, we are liars. great liars. greatest liars. before you go attack your bitches, let me tell you why, it's because of you.

she doesn't want to hurt your feelings.

liiiiike, she'll literally take a bullet before telling you that it's not happenin. we also wanna get outta there with the quickness (real quick.) sorry :(

solution: accept it. no good in fighting this information. 

great news: you can reverse this one!

- get her mind to relaxxxx (be patient), try smokin a doobie together. 

- music! create an atmosphere.  create a 'mood', where one would want to give you her panties.

- lighting- dimmer.

- candles!!! we love candles. keep it sexy, not the shit from cvs.

- eye contact. not creepy, but at the right moments (figure it out) it's killer!

- attentive...BE! pretend it's... football, and you have to pay attention to every move of the other    player, or your fucked... and not fucking.

- you MUST smell good! yes, yes,  you should always smell good. * instant aphrodisiac

start watching real lesbian porn. pay attention to the intensity of the orgasm, and then strive to deliver that! passion, smooth, exciting, sensual, soft, but still strong, learn to bite, and where to bite, also pulling hair is always in, always, talk to her... communicate (keep it sexy, not creepy.) basically you just need to make sure your 'backup' is as good as your 'first shot'! 

guys, I AM talking to all of you. i hope that you choose reality. if you accept the truth, you can get to work sooner, and go be that amazing sex-giver, that i know you can be! i know that this might have come across mean spirited, but it's sooooo not! i just had it with girls lying all the time! we have kept you here, and this is my way of giving back!

enjoy your holidays in TRUTH! amen!

BTW: THIS IS NOT JUST MY OPINION/EXPERIENCE. IT IS THE TRUTH! ONCE AGAIN, SORRY :(

** NEVER HATE ON THE MESSENGER, NOT WORTH IT **

thanx jim-buk-tu

ok, officially going to be 'happier' on my 'blog' ( crapppp!!)

i'm not an 'angry' person. i just hate the holidays. that's all.

something traumatic must of happened to me. shit, there i go being all 'negative' again.

anyhow, i think i need to have sex.

i think that is the problemo...

i need to get raiiiiiiiiiiiiillllllllled by a sex machine (in a romantic way!)

to the point where i am glowing for weeks ( it's not a myth, TRUST!)

maybe, i need to just go there... and fuck my brains out!

hahah! i am laughing because it is true!

i have not 'engaged' in awhile (jst bcuz)... yes, i am sayyyyyyying IT!!!!

i NEEEDDDDD TO FUCKKKKKKKKKKK & GET FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKEDDDDD!!!!!

wow- that's pretty liberating!!!

and, holy shit, i can't believe i WILL post this!

oh, who cares! it's true, and it's out there!

you know, i want a super-fabulous booty call for xmas!

like the most amazing one of em all!!! 

not just for one day, but like, one that is on call, until i want something else.

hrmmm... HEY WORLD, IF YOU KNOW OF A SUPER FUCKABLE GUY, THEN HOLLLER AT UR HOME-GIRL! 

wow- i can't believe i just wrote that, and i am for real going to post this.

once again, who fucking cares! it's now out in the universe!!!!!!

HANNAH'S GETTING LAID IN THE NEAR FUTURE!!

poor guy. ha!

2009 = 30

it's ok.

it's reallllly, ok.

isn't that weird?!

all of a sudden '30' is ok... to me.

never did i think i'd be excited to turn 3.0

but, i am.

and, i know why.

it's because i have seen the real progress in making peace with my 20's. 

in order to empty out my shit, to make room, i had to reconcile, reconcile, andddd reconcile.

so that i can start the funnnn creative process of re-designing myself!

i have been wrappin it up for a over a year now. 

the road has been in an interesting one, indeed!

magical, trying, chaotic, inside, outside, crying (hard), laughing (harder), organic, quitting bad habbits, creating better ones, intensely investigating all of my past relationships, saying 'i'm sorry', essentially just letting go. 

letting go of all of the crap, so i can be here!

fresh! new! and ready to go!

who would of ever thought that, that journey would bring me here! a kid, at heart! forever!

and it's ok!

i look younger than ever, i feel better, and i quit smoking!

the best part is that aquarians (my sign) are the 'celestial fave's' for 09'.

i believe it! because i am right on time!

so, bring it! i can't wait to see what i create!

it'll be fierce. because i am fierce. 

btw: i hate that word (fierce) when used by fag-hags. girls, once in a while. not all the time. it's like saying 'fuck'. u can't say it all the time, because then it has no power.

i questioned my race as a child, like most people, BUT BOY AM I GLAD TO BE ASIAN!!!

the aging process can be cruel, but not for us chinglings!

ok, make good choices, and later bitchez!

joe the plumber

i was sitting back thinking recently, you know, just brain-ing it, and i realized that 'joe the plumber' is now 'famous'.
you can't even just call him 'joe'.
he's 'joe the plumber'.
forever!!
liiiiike, he's a part of our history!
and every other 'joe' out there prob got 'hey- joe the plumber' alllll over their freakin facebook page. shit, my life changed when 'hannah montana' hit the scene!
never, ever again, is he just going to be 'joe' the dude that fixed your clogged shit hole.
this muther-fucker has gotten the best PR known to man.
for what?!
cuz he's a regular dude...
i'm not retarded, i get it. he's an 'example'.
but good god!
have you ever thought about what his life must of turned into?!?!??!

here we go: the biggest election of our time: john mccain (yellow fever, i bet, so no) , sarah ( i'd do her) palin, hilary clinton (i'd do her hubbie), BARACK OBAMA (i'd rock him, once u go black u never go back), and fucking 'joe the plumber' (not my kinda hot sauce.)
that was the 08' line up, ya'll!
kinda funny, huh?!
so, anyhow, i wanna focus on 'joe the plumber'.
his life must of gone insane!!!
can you imagine?!
simple, working class dude.
super far removed from the 'hollywood' bullshit, ANNNND THENNN he becomes the 'it' boy!
mr. reference for 'america'.

the ocd, regarding 'joe the plumber' got so insane that i started wondering if mccain had sexy time with him.
don't lie. cuz u know damn straight that shit was weird!
then there's obama whose m.o is being 'mr. smooth'. moon-walkin through mccain's childish banters while brushing the dirt off his shoulders (yes, h2thaizzo.)
EVEN 'mr. smooth' (obama) couldn't resist!
'joe the plumber' came out of his mouth just as many times as mccain's!
super weird. like it was 'code' of some sort... hrmmm...

anyhow, on to the reallll goodies: i wonder if this all went to his head (joe the plumber?)
i'm sure it did, how can it not?! he fucking turned into paris hilton over night!
i wonder if he started treating people differently...
like, as if he was the shit, cuz the two majors were saying his name + his occupation every fucking chance they got.
i wonder if he's ever jerked off to sarah (sex) palin saying his name on youtube...?
oh c'mon, it's not too far out there!
you think he might of turned into one of those 'lottery winner' peeps?
like, got all up in his head, because his town considered him a 'celebrity'?
therefore, his drinks at the local (everyday @ 6pm on the dot) pub now gave him an 'all access, forever free' drinking pass...
cougars, milfs, + underage town whores started checkin him. btw: that's the quickest way to get a man to become officially delusional. attention.
it also crossed my mind that maybe, just maybe, the 'fame' got to him, and he couldn't handle it, and started doing meth. ok, i take that back. karma.
not meth, but an alch-e.
oh for surrrre an alch-e!
i mean ur on top (out of no where) and then nothing. poof, you've been used, and now it's over.
it's gotta hurt... a little... no?
i just don't wanna see 'joe the plumber' on freakin 'e! true hollywood stories', but i do think it would be fun to do a short documentary on the guy (only if he turned out 2 b a train-wreck.)
like, he had a shrine in his crib of news-clippings, video footage, and... i don't know... a moose head?!
i now realized that this 'blog' is turning weirder, and weirder. therefore, i am going to stop while i am ahead. before i close, id like to say that i really have no ill anything for 'joe the plumber'. it's just his image/representation, and crap that i wanted to mess with. for all we know, he could be gay, and mad as hell that prop H8TE is what it is. who knows!
honestly, i just wanted to see how many times i could write 'joe the plumber'.
i am no different from all the players of 08'!

she = the perfect chick in my brain

a year & a half ago, i started to feel highly uncomfortable in my own skin.
there was wayyy too much stress, drinking (4 fun, & 4 work), & smoking a shit load of ciggies.
oh, lets not forget the worst enemy of em all 'CARBS'.
stayed away from that shit like it was a sexual predator!
at that time, i thought the daily migraines were worth it.
'hey, i'll sniff an 8 ball, but you keep that fucking bread farrr away'!
ok, confession: i don't use cocaine, i am allergic to it. thank god!
crazy, but so!
yea, that 'fabulous' new york city bitch. whatever.
anyhow, this strange 'process' started to happen to me.
literally, overnight.
i wanted to re-design myself.
i kept seeing this girl (me) in my head.
let me explain: i get inspired by the oddest shit, then it starts to manifest visually ( i literally start to see things) and then the 'feelings' start to come alive... all in my head.
that is my 'creative' process.
my job is to make it a physical reality.
sooooo, here we go:
she was cleannnn!
not smoking.
not drinking a shit load.
glowing face (already got that down)
yogi body.
operating from the core.
and last, but not least, FREE.
free from it allllll!
i know the world is filled with massive amounts of bull shit, but i am human, so i participate.
buttttt, i want to be freeeeeeeee from it as much as i can.

moving forward:
i kept visualizing this girl (me.)
it was like my favourite past time.
one day i was @ my best friends house, and she had 'the secret' dvd.
so, of course, i am like 'put that shit onnnnnn'!!!
well, i fell asleep 15 mins in, but woke up in the middle of it, and then knocked the fuck out again.
now, you must understand: i rule nothinggggg out. ok!
i have no idea what happen to me that night!
but, everything started shifting.
did the shit get lodged into my brain?!?
all of a sudden, i started to make choices that were highly opposite.
i quit smoking. just like that. never looked at it again. weird.
no.
magic.
no cravings.
butttt ohhhhhhh mannnnn... lets just say my nick name wasn't 'cup-cake'.
cutting back on animal intake.
dairy has not entered the hannster in a few.
being more emotionally open (not so fun in the begin-ing, yikes)
telling men how i 'feel'... internally. btw: fucking useless. but crayons work.
trying to date men that are the complete opposite from my 'usual' (men that don't talk, kinda creepy, BUT super smart.)
drinking tea, not coffee.
eating my multi-vitamins daily.
taking more time for myself, instead of always lending the damn shoulder.
using all natural vegan face wash/toothpaste.
drinking enough water to piss out a man-made lake.
... much more, but n/a at this time.
anyhow, i have soooooo much more on my list to get to the image in my head of her (me)
it's exciting! she's beautiful in so many ways.
don't get me wrong, it's not just the outside, it's the inside too!!
i have been worrrrrrrkin hunnie!
it's all worth it, because for the first time in my life i KNOW this is the right path.
not just sorta, kinda, but for sure!
i really believe that i am changing my life. the best part is that i am proactive, meaning: i am involved.
that's a great feeling!
to be involved in your destiny.
people say shit like this alll time, but when it realllllllllllly connects to you on all levels (mind/body/spirit/soul) it's just different. it's whole!
i love the fact that the 'journey' has just begun.
that's the cool part, because i can literally make who i want to be;)
lets see what i come up with... u know i gotta sick ass imagination!
GOD-BLESS U BITCHEZ!

stuff my turkey

ok, maybe not... then again:)
anyhow, it's that 'tiiiiiime' of the year again...
you know, 'seasonal depression'.
everything just feels physically, and internally HEAVY.
last year, i was away on an island. it was nice, and simple. yet, i sorta kinda missed the chaos.
yes, i'm complicated, so?!!!
i am trying harder than ever this year (so i say @ 1:16pm nov 28th) to killlllll this
'darkness'. yea, go ahead, laugh.
but tis true, bitchez.
i am in the process of transforming my being to the universe... sounds kooky, it is.
once again, tis true.
i don't believe in for-ever. i mean, yes, i am, and will be fucking korean forever.
BUT that's about it. * pls leave it at that. i ain't in the mood for a challenge.
i am on my 'quest', 'journey', 'mission', and whatever dramatic 'war' vocab out there.
i WILL make all of my goals come to life before i hit... you know... it happens in feb.
whatever, life seems to be working... but, i want more. as always.
i am never content. that's just not part of my make-up.
you should of seen me 3 yrs ago around the holidays! i was xanax ouuuuut! yea, the whole time.
i hate having to talk to some of my 'conservative' family member sober.
they drive me nuts with their 'that's not in my 5 yr plan'.
i meeeeeeean, my god!!!!!why would god put my sick ass in this mix?!
i see, and experience the world so differently from them, and all i want is to be able to share, not fight for my opinions.
i guess a lot of people go through this shit in their fams too.
for me, whose usually a happy bitch, hattttte the holidays.
maybe, when i get a significant other i will be better at this bullshit.
oh, this brings me to another thing that i HATE:
why do people think you will be happier if you find a significant other (whose prob going to tell you you can't hang out with your friends?)
i mean, it's fucking dumb! excuse me, fucking reeeeeeeetarded!
sorry, i don't think i wanna get super fat just yet! cuz you know that after 2 yrs, your fat, and hate him/her. they've ruined your life.
ANNNNNNND of course for those who are 'healthy', enjoy, give 5 yrs.
moving on: new GREAT THINGS are in the works for my life!!!!
and i will bull-dose over all that gets in my way... because that's what madonna would do.

shabbat shalom

it's friday.

your welcome.

sometimes it feels good to just hear it.

friday, friday, friday!

your brain just goes to 'fuck-yes'!

(unless your a wedding planner)

i've had an emotionally trying/draining week.

mom, friends, me... so much to take in, and trying to figure out creative ways to let out.

sooooo, thanxgiving is just around the corner.

yay, for food, and stab me, for the full on seasonal depression kick off.

woo-hoo!

i am going to try to kill that tradition this year.

i am going to be proactive in keeping myself happy this winter.

i already came up w/ one funnnnn thingie.

so, my cousin annie, and i are going to hunt for men.

yea, i said it!

the plan: once a week, we have to get together (mandatory) and pick an area in the city to go cruise. we MUST get/give numbers. we MUST engage. all types.

looks, personality, and they do not have to come together.

why: we are studying. fucking asians.

we are going to role play, try strategies, try winging it, all kinds of shit to see what men really respond to.

we decided first stop would be the upper east.

why: because it's foreign to us. the point is to try new things.

objective: find em, get free dinner. no, i'm not joking.

why: why not.

objective: survey. this is an experiment. i want to go out w/ as many men as i can, so that i can study them. no, i'm not joking.

why: because. why not.

objective: to understand their bull-shit.

why: so, i can come up with better bull-shit.

objective: i want to see how many MEN are out there, not just guys.

* age does not determine if your a MAN

why: because that's the only shot i have at commit-ing. i won't go there for any other reason.

objective: opening myself up to a variety of men to see what i like, and more importantly, what i didn't know i'd like.

why: why not.

objective: maybe i'll write a book:)

why: so i can help you bitches stop being retarded.

one thought lead to another

i just finish eating dinner (fish/multi grain rice.) 

i finally lay back after a retarded day, & turn to larry king, & guess whose the guest?!?

fucking, hill!!!

hill harper, is an actor/author, but more interestingly, he's president elect obama's bff.

they went to harvard together.

weird.

i met hill in south africa on a movie set (yea, i know) we quickly became friends, & had many conversations about the world, and how we view it (usually drizunk.)

anyhow, i use to compare him to 'carlton' from 'fresh prince', & every other white/black guy.

(he once made me wait 15 mins for the red wine to get 'air' before guzzling.

point proven.)

he retaliated with 'asian history trivia pursuit' (top yellow fever strategy.) 

anyhow, how weird is that?! 

hill, is obama's homeboy... bazz-r.

the world is really small. 

it made me think of people. bigger scheme only 2 types.

1) cubicle people 2) world people

cubicle people: live in a world where the guide lines are already there. 

keepin up w/ a man made society. not realizing it's bull shit, because all it does is create fear.

therefore it keeps you right were it wants you (prozac, lithium, zoloft, xanax, lexapro, etc.)

*drugs are for funnnn, people. shouldn't be used to keep you from you.

awesome! now your handicapped from the great adventure.

the great adventure is the unknown.

instead you will be quiet, and accept lies because it's easier. safer.

world people: are curious about the world. 

curious about people, culture, and they face their fears.

they have a strong need for truth. real truth, & do not fear it.

hence they are brave to walk into the unknown, because thats where one finds real answers.

i have great friends from both sides, but for sure my makeup is that of a world person.

cuz i got somethin to say!

bias, yup, very strongly.

my strong curiosity has lead me all over the world to meet like-minded-spirited people. 

discovering oneself by getting out of comfort.

it's my virtue.

open you up to possibilities. magic, and yourself. 

getting to know compassion on a whole different level.

realizing the ego is an illusion.

therefore, you start operating from the core.

life is interesting when you decide to be an individual. 

the unknown can lead you to greatness. 

a cubicle will NEVER. it is a cubicle. 

world people change the world, by inspiring you to let go.

* i am now off to sleep. do not hate, celebrate. no hate comments, or i'll punch your dads nut sack*

problem

i hate blogging. 

i really do. 

this whole all by yourself writing shit is not my forte. 

BUTTTTT, i am now taking it on as a 'challenge'. 

god, why does my brain work this way!??!

it's sooooo annoying.

i wish i could just be done w/ it, but then that would mean that i am a 'quitter' which = 'failure'.

fucking koreans! 

this is not a journal. it's a 'blog'.  i must remember.

... give me a few. 

jimmy gordon lets make a baby!

I COPIED, & PASTED MY FRIENDS SHIT ONTO MY OWN SHIT.
YES, I ROBBED U JIMMY. NO SORRY, CUZ IT'S THE BEST SHIT EVAR!!!
P.S HE'S WHITE & KUNG-FU KICKS LIKE NON-OTHER! 4 realz!


A virtual gang recruitment
This is a random IM conversation that happened several years ago, when my AIM name was DaiShinSkim. Random chatters always assumed I was Asian(I am).

VTC559: sup
VTC559: u want to join a krew?
VTC559: den come in this chatroom
DaiShinSkim: what kind of krew?
VTC559: VTC
VTC559: Viet CO
DaiShinSkim: What if I'm white?
VTC559: ur white?
DaiShinSkim: yeah?
DaiShinSkim: Is that bad?
VTC559: g1
VTC559: my boys say na
DaiShinSkim: Cuz I'm white?
VTC559: its an asn krew
DaiShinSkim: I see
DaiShinSkim: what is a 'krew'?
VTC559: gang
DaiShinSkim: An online gang?
DaiShinSkim: What do you do??
VTC559: real life
DaiShinSkim: Oh.
DaiShinSkim: Do you guys do drive bys?
VTC559: na
VTC559: we a koo gang
VTC559: we just represnt
DaiShinSkim: Rob people?
DaiShinSkim: Represent
DaiShinSkim: Cool
VTC559: we have ova 300 peepz
VTC559: all ova
VTC559: da place
DaiShinSkim: Deeeeaaammn yo
DaiShinSkim: Dtz tight!
VTC559: yea
DaiShinSkim: What y'all do when y'all reprazent up in there?
VTC559: we just kik it hang
VTC559: get mo peepz to join
VTC559: dat all
DaiShinSkim: Tight
VTC559: yea
DaiShinSkim: No fights?
DaiShinSkim: OR mugging
VTC559: only if they mess wit us
VTC559: no muggin
DaiShinSkim: Y'all break any lawz an shit?
VTC559: we aint like dat
VTC559: we just chill yo
VTC559: we have like 30 in fresno where i live
VTC559: portalnd about 25
VTC559: la about 30
VTC559: every where
VTC559: and we all kno eachnother
VTC559: just gotta chek our chatroom
DaiShinSkim: A'ight
DaiShinSkim: but I'm white>>>
VTC559: its koo
DaiShinSkim: I know martial arts though
VTC559: den
VTC559: peace
VTC559: can u say dat ur azn?
VTC559: say your chineese aight
VTC559: den i let u in
DaiShinSkim: I have Native American ancestry and the Mongols traversed the Bering strait land bridge approximately 30,000 years ago
VTC559: so u azn then
VTC559: just say u azn aight
DaiShinSkim: So due to that trace of my lineage I'd say chromosomally at least I'm Asian.
VTC559: asl?
DaiShinSkim: 30/m/CA
VTC559: dang
VTC559: yo my bad
VTC559: u a cop?
VTC559: or anything?
DaiShinSkim: no
DaiShinSkim: I can be one
VTC559: 30?
DaiShinSkim: Or play like I'm one in the chat room
VTC559: 30?
DaiShinSkim: Would you like that?
DaiShinSkim: Yes
VTC559: we lookin fo young member tho
DaiShinSkim: Damn yo
DaiShinSkim: I always wanted to be in a gang
VTC559: oh
VTC559: aight
VTC559: g2g
VTC559: man ttyl
VTC559: peace
DaiShinSkim: In Alabama we only had pigs and sheeps and shit
VTC559: ohz
VTC559: aight dne
VTC559: peace
VTC559: g2g
DaiShinSkim: awww
DaiShinSkim: deeeamn!

tran-E

soooo, life is moving along, and so am i.

i guess. 

the universe has been moving @ a speed that is just plain awkward.

emotionally awkward... like, i feel like a kid whose lost their creators @ a humoungous mall... the day after thanx-giving. 

ok, perhaps 'awkward' is not the quite the perfect word/tone.

more like 'FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK MEEEEEEE INNN THE ASSS... home-less man'!!!! 

or somethin like that, anyhow, no moon-walkin through this bullshit!

we gotta black prezzie (yay!)

i broke up w/ my abusive bf (ciggies.)

TEN yrs, & just like that, poof! your gone. 

adjusting. no cravings, but woooah, holy shit fuck, in regards to my 'emotions'. 

fuck, who knew i had any ?!?! *KO-rean = emotionally constipated*

not to mention shocker # 4,860 one of my favourite carpet munchi-chi has now married a man... she like fucks him.

kinda weird, considering she hasn't been plunged since 1999, and told me god blessed her, 'free from sucking dick'. 

4 ten yrs, this bitch has been talkin about pussy, and doing all kinds of crap to it.

like, putting a bow tie on it, taking it for walks, jammin all kinds of stuff into it etc.

i think it's great to try it all! options, are magical gifts. 

but the shift happened so fast. i am just now catching up w/ all that has happened. 

hey, i'm not the only asshole feelin it. 

all this good stuff,  yet everyone's broke.

not to mention the queer-buckets r still fighting 4 equal rights. 

someone tell me, how the fuck do u give someone food, and then make them vomit it up?!

it's just mean. 

i can't believe our government is keeping us from the most fabulous wedding parties evar! 

cuz u know that the homos will deliver! 

to be quite honest, marriage is dumb. 

u meet someone who is good in bed, therefore u think u should spend the rest of ur life w/them!??! let me just say: u have 2 pay to get 'legally combined', AND then u gotta pay even more 2 become 1 again (relevant if u married a non-financial-loser.)

ughhhh, the headache! 

but hey, i believe everyone should have the right to do whatever the hell they want. 

just as long as you do not bang lil kids, sall good!

i realized this 'blog' has now become super psycho babble, but i really just don't give a fuck...

i just want to empty my brain.

i love u all. 

** pls give me 10 days notice if u want to become queer, or un-queer **

** TRAN-E = TRANSITION** we just never got to the title, maybe next time. prob not.

rulez & regulationz... prop 69

... so, i'm 'blogging'. 

y not, right?! shit, i read enough of em. 

here are the 'rulez',

- grammar super star, not here 

- whatever enters the nog, exits via typing 

- free to express my gut

- cursing= must

- irrational, there will be moments. tons

- change of names= only peeps i've... kiss-ed-ing;)

- questions. tons

- answer. usually

- rated X. nothing below

- disturbing - 4 sho

- politically correct- 4 what

- more 2 b added as we stroll along

REGULATIONS: there are non... but if u outwardly hate, i'll punch ur momz, str8t up!

welcome, dick warts!