Saturday, November 29, 2008

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!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

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.


Friday, November 21, 2008

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.


Thursday, November 20, 2008

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. 



Wednesday, November 19, 2008

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!