hope you all spend quality time with your family and friends over break.
mcat ticker: 2 months
publication ticker: 4 months
here we go, baby, here we go!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
the little korean girl
i have a tiny korean girl in my life who can handle more ethanol in a 15 minute period than i can. i have a really high alcohol tolerance, but even for me, 2 orders of coke rum, an order of cranberry vodka, and an adios motherfuc*** all chugged in the span of 10 minutes is a little too much.
she is 4'11''. i am 6'2''.
gg my friend, gg.
she is 4'11''. i am 6'2''.
gg my friend, gg.
Monday, October 26, 2009
living it up, baby
essay due friday
thesis due thursday
2 experiments running in the kamei hood
2 quizzes thursday
2 presentations by friday
chronic diseases implementation by friday
meetings everyday of the week
but... oh wait, a boys like girls concert tomorrow night?
with VIP tickets?
hell yes.
thesis due thursday
2 experiments running in the kamei hood
2 quizzes thursday
2 presentations by friday
chronic diseases implementation by friday
meetings everyday of the week
but... oh wait, a boys like girls concert tomorrow night?
with VIP tickets?
hell yes.
Friday, September 25, 2009
friday night musings
this quarter is shaping up to be real good.
i love my english class. my professor opened up the first day of lecture with a discussion about democratic principles as applied to a university setting. seemingly irrelevant to american literature, yet he managed to tie it into something innate to american culture, american spirit, and ultimately... american literature. it's been so long since i've heard a genuinely passionate discussion regarding anything related to political science. at the end of class, i talked to him briefly about what he had discussed. our momentary discussion somehow led to a brief debate about the value of amicus curiae briefings in ex parte quirin. in an english class. how awesome is that?
i'm about to get ready for my first party of the school year, though for some reason, something in me would rather spend the night with this book i started earlier today. it's called Clotel, by William Wells Brown. haha. 19 years old and i'm preferring a book over partying on a friday night. what is wrong with me?
i love my english class. my professor opened up the first day of lecture with a discussion about democratic principles as applied to a university setting. seemingly irrelevant to american literature, yet he managed to tie it into something innate to american culture, american spirit, and ultimately... american literature. it's been so long since i've heard a genuinely passionate discussion regarding anything related to political science. at the end of class, i talked to him briefly about what he had discussed. our momentary discussion somehow led to a brief debate about the value of amicus curiae briefings in ex parte quirin. in an english class. how awesome is that?
i'm about to get ready for my first party of the school year, though for some reason, something in me would rather spend the night with this book i started earlier today. it's called Clotel, by William Wells Brown. haha. 19 years old and i'm preferring a book over partying on a friday night. what is wrong with me?
Monday, September 14, 2009
c'est le vie
a couple cheeky folks have been prodding me to update this thing, and i guess at some point, after a series of mindless posts regarding the MCAT and a litany of personal insults courtesy of one ellen sy, i'm finally obliged to deliver a legitimate, somewhat serious post.
so to begin on a light note. what i've come to realize after comparing my xanga posts and my blogspot posts is that my life has turned rather.....pre-medy? my xanga posts were much longer, much more stylistically embellished, and much more substantive, ranging anywhere from nba musings to musical musings, from constitutional justice to poetic justice, from the world according to garp to eden according to steinbeck, from personal failure to personal triumph. my blogspot, on other hand, feels like a laundry list of certain things i've done at ucla that'll hopefully be the path to my future as a doctor, and more importantly, as a somewhat decent human being. again, i think you guys get the shorter end of the stick in this transition. but oddly, i think it suits me better now, and it's prob better for me. some things don't change, though. i still love to write in an excessively stream of conscious form, and with that, stretches of unbearably broken logic and pure non-sense. i still update sparingly, and, were it not for the occasional reminder, would probably let my xanga/blogspot whither away. i still hate editing my posts and don't, because i have an awkward time reading my own style of writing. i also still hate re-reading my published posts, because i have an awkward time reading my own style writing.
but anyway, back to life, and to the more substantive stuff. i don't think i've offered anything to this blog in terms of what i've done this summer, so here we go. summer of 09' basically segments into two things: Kamei Lab and the MCAT. you probably don't need me to tell you at this point that there's not a whole lot of excitement in either of those alone, but there've definitely been some interesting moments. i've been doin vesicle leakage studies in lab, and there's definitely been some progress there. i had an awesome MCAT class instructor who talked really fast and has played DUNGEONS and DRAGONS. yes, dnd. yes, poker. nobody save perhaps 5 guys will understand the significance and extent of awesome in that bit.
so let's get to the interesting and the serious.
what initially seemed like my "worst" summer day was maybe the third or fourth wednesday of july. i was a mess at this point in every way imaginable, physically, emotionally, mentally. tuesday left me drained, and that particular wednesday was the second time this summer i'd have 14 hours of nonstop action. stroke shift 8am-2pm, mcat class from 2-5pm, and mobile clinic from 5-10pm. had 3 interviews to do during stroke shift, non with actual cases, and one transferred acute patient that earned me my second severe scolding from the stroke neurologist. came into my mcat class 20 minutes late with awkwardly disheveled hair and a loose tie, and managed to fall asleep within 20 minutes, waking up just in time to hear my name called to answer a question whose context and answer i still do not know to this day even after my actual exam.
then, there was mobile clinic. you'd think capping off a long day that's been going nowhere but downwards by spending it with homeless people would kind of suck, but in actuality and all seriousness, it's never failed to make my day better. i got to meet a few of the new caseworkers for next year, and got to catch up with some of the veteran caseworkers from my own class. fun times all around. did caseworking this time with a type-2 diabetic patient who came in with worsening edema in his legs. his name was john. john, who's been homeless for over 30 years, who's been struggling with diabetes for at least the past 12, and whose legs were deteriorating by the day, managed to keep my spirits up on a day where nothing else would with nothing but his own positive attitude and contagious personality. he kept amiable, answered my questions with patience and courtesy, and was always quick to finish his sentence with a big smile. after i notified the triage that i had finished, i had about a good half hour or so just to talk to him before the med student arrived. funnily enough, he did most of the questioning (it's usually the caseworker that spearheads the conversation, to keep the client company until a med student or attending is available). his first question? "what's wrong, son?" apparently, 54 years of wisdom helps you evaluate a person's emotional and mental state (he later told me it was my smile that gave it away, that i would never hold it more than i had to after i spoke to someone, and that it seemed overly fronted. damnit am i that easy to read, or is he just that good?). and so i just decided to let go. told him just about everything that was bothering me, professionally and personally. he listened, eagerly asked questions as i went along, and listened some more. right before the med student arrived, he gave me some advice. at the time, i didn't really appreciate his advice all too much. i was moreso appreciative of the fact that he questioned and was naturally curious enough to listen.
the advice he gave me, which he says is something he hoped i would incorporate immediately in my own life, was rather simple - make sure to trust life, to understand that things happen for a reason, and that they are usually for the better. not exactly the advice you'd expect from a homeless person, considering how life's treated him. he says this fully acknowledging that he's homeless himself, but he said that he was happy, that there were lower points in his life compared to now, even with all his physical ailments and financial difficulties.
the meaning of his advice never really resonated in me until now, over maybe a month since i had seen or talked to him. he saw the underlying problems in my situations better than i did at the time. it's taken me additional time and further tribulation to realize some of the tendencies that he probably immediately saw after having glimpses of my own problems that day. power of wisdom?
you don't appreciate advice like that until you go through your own trials and really realize how truly applicable they are to you. more often than not, the tribulation transpires, and you can only wish that you'd known better before it all happened, that you could take what you know now and have the chance to undergo that trial once more. but that's just not how life works. you can choose to wallow in the past and live in regret, or you can take that lesson to heart and look forward to tomorrow's opportunities. cliche and overused, yes. but it's always one thing to hear about it and nod your head, and another to truly understand and live it. life can suck a lot, but only if you let it.
damn, that was one long post, but much needed.
time to get boba.
so to begin on a light note. what i've come to realize after comparing my xanga posts and my blogspot posts is that my life has turned rather.....pre-medy? my xanga posts were much longer, much more stylistically embellished, and much more substantive, ranging anywhere from nba musings to musical musings, from constitutional justice to poetic justice, from the world according to garp to eden according to steinbeck, from personal failure to personal triumph. my blogspot, on other hand, feels like a laundry list of certain things i've done at ucla that'll hopefully be the path to my future as a doctor, and more importantly, as a somewhat decent human being. again, i think you guys get the shorter end of the stick in this transition. but oddly, i think it suits me better now, and it's prob better for me. some things don't change, though. i still love to write in an excessively stream of conscious form, and with that, stretches of unbearably broken logic and pure non-sense. i still update sparingly, and, were it not for the occasional reminder, would probably let my xanga/blogspot whither away. i still hate editing my posts and don't, because i have an awkward time reading my own style of writing. i also still hate re-reading my published posts, because i have an awkward time reading my own style writing.
but anyway, back to life, and to the more substantive stuff. i don't think i've offered anything to this blog in terms of what i've done this summer, so here we go. summer of 09' basically segments into two things: Kamei Lab and the MCAT. you probably don't need me to tell you at this point that there's not a whole lot of excitement in either of those alone, but there've definitely been some interesting moments. i've been doin vesicle leakage studies in lab, and there's definitely been some progress there. i had an awesome MCAT class instructor who talked really fast and has played DUNGEONS and DRAGONS. yes, dnd. yes, poker. nobody save perhaps 5 guys will understand the significance and extent of awesome in that bit.
so let's get to the interesting and the serious.
what initially seemed like my "worst" summer day was maybe the third or fourth wednesday of july. i was a mess at this point in every way imaginable, physically, emotionally, mentally. tuesday left me drained, and that particular wednesday was the second time this summer i'd have 14 hours of nonstop action. stroke shift 8am-2pm, mcat class from 2-5pm, and mobile clinic from 5-10pm. had 3 interviews to do during stroke shift, non with actual cases, and one transferred acute patient that earned me my second severe scolding from the stroke neurologist. came into my mcat class 20 minutes late with awkwardly disheveled hair and a loose tie, and managed to fall asleep within 20 minutes, waking up just in time to hear my name called to answer a question whose context and answer i still do not know to this day even after my actual exam.
then, there was mobile clinic. you'd think capping off a long day that's been going nowhere but downwards by spending it with homeless people would kind of suck, but in actuality and all seriousness, it's never failed to make my day better. i got to meet a few of the new caseworkers for next year, and got to catch up with some of the veteran caseworkers from my own class. fun times all around. did caseworking this time with a type-2 diabetic patient who came in with worsening edema in his legs. his name was john. john, who's been homeless for over 30 years, who's been struggling with diabetes for at least the past 12, and whose legs were deteriorating by the day, managed to keep my spirits up on a day where nothing else would with nothing but his own positive attitude and contagious personality. he kept amiable, answered my questions with patience and courtesy, and was always quick to finish his sentence with a big smile. after i notified the triage that i had finished, i had about a good half hour or so just to talk to him before the med student arrived. funnily enough, he did most of the questioning (it's usually the caseworker that spearheads the conversation, to keep the client company until a med student or attending is available). his first question? "what's wrong, son?" apparently, 54 years of wisdom helps you evaluate a person's emotional and mental state (he later told me it was my smile that gave it away, that i would never hold it more than i had to after i spoke to someone, and that it seemed overly fronted. damnit am i that easy to read, or is he just that good?). and so i just decided to let go. told him just about everything that was bothering me, professionally and personally. he listened, eagerly asked questions as i went along, and listened some more. right before the med student arrived, he gave me some advice. at the time, i didn't really appreciate his advice all too much. i was moreso appreciative of the fact that he questioned and was naturally curious enough to listen.
the advice he gave me, which he says is something he hoped i would incorporate immediately in my own life, was rather simple - make sure to trust life, to understand that things happen for a reason, and that they are usually for the better. not exactly the advice you'd expect from a homeless person, considering how life's treated him. he says this fully acknowledging that he's homeless himself, but he said that he was happy, that there were lower points in his life compared to now, even with all his physical ailments and financial difficulties.
the meaning of his advice never really resonated in me until now, over maybe a month since i had seen or talked to him. he saw the underlying problems in my situations better than i did at the time. it's taken me additional time and further tribulation to realize some of the tendencies that he probably immediately saw after having glimpses of my own problems that day. power of wisdom?
you don't appreciate advice like that until you go through your own trials and really realize how truly applicable they are to you. more often than not, the tribulation transpires, and you can only wish that you'd known better before it all happened, that you could take what you know now and have the chance to undergo that trial once more. but that's just not how life works. you can choose to wallow in the past and live in regret, or you can take that lesson to heart and look forward to tomorrow's opportunities. cliche and overused, yes. but it's always one thing to hear about it and nod your head, and another to truly understand and live it. life can suck a lot, but only if you let it.
damn, that was one long post, but much needed.
time to get boba.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
10 Days
words cannot describe how driven and focused i feel right now
good luck, fellow mcat'ers
see you all after the 10th
good luck, fellow mcat'ers
see you all after the 10th
Monday, August 10, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
my sanctuary
it's been a long, long time since the last update. for some reason, i always find myself returning to blogs in the oddest of times. it's been like that since my first xanga back in 02'. this time i've got finals coming up fast and many other inconveniently timed events between now and then. it seems like everyone's been keeping theirs up and running haha and yet i haven't updated this thing in ages even though i started this whole blogspot business among the circle
before i began typing this, i took a little time to read some of my older posts here and on my old xanga. all i could think was, wtf happened to my writing? it makes me sad that my writing back in high school was so much more rich, substantive, and appropriately embellished than most of the junk i'm writing here. i'm taking my first ge class this summer, and i'm actually really looking forward to it. english 85 - american novels. sounds rather generic, but it's a start.
okay people are coming into the room and i need to study. better update later, i promise
and happy 21, felix
thanks for the jack shot LOL
before i began typing this, i took a little time to read some of my older posts here and on my old xanga. all i could think was, wtf happened to my writing? it makes me sad that my writing back in high school was so much more rich, substantive, and appropriately embellished than most of the junk i'm writing here. i'm taking my first ge class this summer, and i'm actually really looking forward to it. english 85 - american novels. sounds rather generic, but it's a start.
okay people are coming into the room and i need to study. better update later, i promise
and happy 21, felix
thanks for the jack shot LOL
Monday, March 30, 2009
Lebron James on 60 Minutes
"You can't be afraid to fail," James told Kroft. "It's the only way you succeed -- you're not going to succeed all the time, and I know that. You have to be able to accept failure to get better."
-- LeBron James
-- LeBron James
Friday, February 20, 2009
things i've learned this week
1. there are some parts of the american healthcare system that are beyond fucked up
2. if you're from an asian family and your parents are fobs, check to see if they've been tested for hep b. if they test positive, make sure that you received the appropriate treatments upon birth, or you might be in for a not so pleasant surprise =/
3. chlamydia DEFINITELY is NOT a flower
2. if you're from an asian family and your parents are fobs, check to see if they've been tested for hep b. if they test positive, make sure that you received the appropriate treatments upon birth, or you might be in for a not so pleasant surprise =/
3. chlamydia DEFINITELY is NOT a flower
Saturday, February 14, 2009
stroke study, moo0siC, koo0be
end of an insane week. it's saturday. i got into stroke study. currently listening to epik high. chatting with friends online. might get a new phone tomorrow
quick update. i'm considering dropping out of the RA application process. somewhere in the midst of kamei lab, committees, mobile clinic, regents, hw'ing/studying, and now stroke study, i'll need time with my friends, my piano, my writings, my basketball, my books, my family, my LIFE. which also means, i may potentially be looking for apartments soon!
so yeah, stroke study. at some point, being part of gov team in high school really paid off (that on top of the kickass people). getting owned by a panel of lawyers on a weekly basis in the realm of con-law and politics kind of makes questions like "why do you want to go into medicine" or "what are your strengths/weaknesses" seem like free churros on a saturday afternoon in disneyland. anyway, i'm really glad to have gotten in. and i seriously have one baller RA. and good friends in the right places :)
epik high is really good. listening to them alone compels me to learn korean and try to 100% understand their lyrics. subtitles never suffice. the connotations, syntactical structure, and all the mechanisms that go into making a song what it is always gets lost in translation. anyway, the point is, epik high is freakin good, and i want to learn korean! oh, and that'd help with all the korean sc'ers too
so i spent friday night catching up with a few friends i hadn't had the chance to talk to in ages. this always tends to happen for me whenever i'm having a relatively crap week. (and yes, this week was a major crap week - 12+ hours on campus daily, weeks behind in multiple classes, and fail in every part of my social life) you guys know who you are. thanks for taking the time out of your busy schedules to talk :)
midterm set 2 starts early for me this quarter, so no updates anytime soon. i will be a hermit studying in my non-allegorical cave. if i look sleep-deprived and tired, please don't ask me if i'm sleep-deprived or tired. i get that so often now that it's actually irritating
tom cost me 20 bucks and a dinner to jon lin. wtf man
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for all the kobe fans out there
quick update. i'm considering dropping out of the RA application process. somewhere in the midst of kamei lab, committees, mobile clinic, regents, hw'ing/studying, and now stroke study, i'll need time with my friends, my piano, my writings, my basketball, my books, my family, my LIFE. which also means, i may potentially be looking for apartments soon!
so yeah, stroke study. at some point, being part of gov team in high school really paid off (that on top of the kickass people). getting owned by a panel of lawyers on a weekly basis in the realm of con-law and politics kind of makes questions like "why do you want to go into medicine" or "what are your strengths/weaknesses" seem like free churros on a saturday afternoon in disneyland. anyway, i'm really glad to have gotten in. and i seriously have one baller RA. and good friends in the right places :)
epik high is really good. listening to them alone compels me to learn korean and try to 100% understand their lyrics. subtitles never suffice. the connotations, syntactical structure, and all the mechanisms that go into making a song what it is always gets lost in translation. anyway, the point is, epik high is freakin good, and i want to learn korean! oh, and that'd help with all the korean sc'ers too
so i spent friday night catching up with a few friends i hadn't had the chance to talk to in ages. this always tends to happen for me whenever i'm having a relatively crap week. (and yes, this week was a major crap week - 12+ hours on campus daily, weeks behind in multiple classes, and fail in every part of my social life) you guys know who you are. thanks for taking the time out of your busy schedules to talk :)
midterm set 2 starts early for me this quarter, so no updates anytime soon. i will be a hermit studying in my non-allegorical cave. if i look sleep-deprived and tired, please don't ask me if i'm sleep-deprived or tired. i get that so often now that it's actually irritating
tom cost me 20 bucks and a dinner to jon lin. wtf man
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for all the kobe fans out there
Saturday, February 7, 2009
a legit, albeit poorly written, update
i began this entry on a pretty light note, but im shifting to a more serious tone after realizing that my creative juices are lacking at the moment. so let's see, where to begin. it's week 6 already! midterm season 1 is over, for me at least. much has happened. i'll just list things as tehy come to mind. stream of conscious, so i apologize for the lack of style. here be the upDaT3z
***
i've gotten into the kamei lab, so mission accomplished! i've been wanting to work in his lab since spring quarter of my first year at LA, after hearing about what he worked with (which, if you are interested, has to do w/ polypeptide vesicles in drug delivery. go to pubmed and search up daniel kamei). that happened at around week 2 of the qtr. if i am not around in the dorms or am not picking up my phone, or if my google calender has nothing at the hour but i'm still not around anywhere, it is because i am in lab. i'm projecting a lot of cell culture. like a lot. i'm also being trained by the same undergrad who helped me get into the lab, so fun times!
mobile clinic is still great. everytime i come back from a clinic shift, i feel like i've gotten so much done. i've grown accustomed to the smell of homeless clients :) but more importantly, i've grown to appreciate the connections i've made with various clients i've worked with. i think many of you would be surprised if you guys knew the stories behind the homeless in LA county. the superficial and common explanation for homelessness is sloth and incompetence, but it goes so much beyond that. take the time to talk to a homeless person and hear his or her story. you'll get the occasional crazy, but many of them have eye-opening stories to tell. and you'd be surprised to find the number of homeless individuals who have higher-level college degrees.
i interviewed for stroke study yesterday, which i think went as good as it possibly could've. seeing how there are like 150+ people applying for probably less than 10 spots, i think more is required to get in besides a perfect interview >.> so wish me luck there as well. tomorrow morning, i have my interview for being an RA next year. wish me luck there too.....i am asking for a lot of luck.
i'm taking math33b, chem153a, ls4, and something else next qtr. maybe a departmental 199 or an easy ge. let me know if we have anything in common, yea??
andrew bynum is injured. so... so lame
i've talked to a couple friends about finding time to do things in college. nowadays, i'm either taking notes in class, getting trained and working in lab, volunteering in WeHo/Santa Monica, doing homework, attending meetings, studying, sleeping, rinse/repeat blah blah blah. you could say it's the quintessential premed lifestyle. life only gets busier from there. med school takes the academic load up a notch, and as time goes on, education financing becomes a bigger and bigger issue, so more distractions. my first ochem TA told me that if i wanted to be a doctor, that i should get married before beginning med school. granted, the guy's a sarcastic type and exaggerated, but he genuinely felt that doctors have the unique pressure of juggling a time-consuming education and career with marriage and family. my dilemma is - how do i expect myself to get settled, have a great career, become financially successful, AND find the girl of my dreams when i'm already strapped for time now? so after some good conversations with a couple good friends, i found the answer to be simple. suck it up and make time. there are a lot of things in life that i want to do, and there will always be a demand for time. so it's either miss out on those things by making excuse after excuse, or make the time yourself and do the things you really wonna do. tough stuff, but it's what you make of it. life is hard only if you LET it be. it's just an issue of mentality, approach, and perspective
but dating is always pretty hard. you girls are so hard to read.
***
i've gotten into the kamei lab, so mission accomplished! i've been wanting to work in his lab since spring quarter of my first year at LA, after hearing about what he worked with (which, if you are interested, has to do w/ polypeptide vesicles in drug delivery. go to pubmed and search up daniel kamei). that happened at around week 2 of the qtr. if i am not around in the dorms or am not picking up my phone, or if my google calender has nothing at the hour but i'm still not around anywhere, it is because i am in lab. i'm projecting a lot of cell culture. like a lot. i'm also being trained by the same undergrad who helped me get into the lab, so fun times!
mobile clinic is still great. everytime i come back from a clinic shift, i feel like i've gotten so much done. i've grown accustomed to the smell of homeless clients :) but more importantly, i've grown to appreciate the connections i've made with various clients i've worked with. i think many of you would be surprised if you guys knew the stories behind the homeless in LA county. the superficial and common explanation for homelessness is sloth and incompetence, but it goes so much beyond that. take the time to talk to a homeless person and hear his or her story. you'll get the occasional crazy, but many of them have eye-opening stories to tell. and you'd be surprised to find the number of homeless individuals who have higher-level college degrees.
i interviewed for stroke study yesterday, which i think went as good as it possibly could've. seeing how there are like 150+ people applying for probably less than 10 spots, i think more is required to get in besides a perfect interview >.> so wish me luck there as well. tomorrow morning, i have my interview for being an RA next year. wish me luck there too.....i am asking for a lot of luck.
i'm taking math33b, chem153a, ls4, and something else next qtr. maybe a departmental 199 or an easy ge. let me know if we have anything in common, yea??
andrew bynum is injured. so... so lame
i've talked to a couple friends about finding time to do things in college. nowadays, i'm either taking notes in class, getting trained and working in lab, volunteering in WeHo/Santa Monica, doing homework, attending meetings, studying, sleeping, rinse/repeat blah blah blah. you could say it's the quintessential premed lifestyle. life only gets busier from there. med school takes the academic load up a notch, and as time goes on, education financing becomes a bigger and bigger issue, so more distractions. my first ochem TA told me that if i wanted to be a doctor, that i should get married before beginning med school. granted, the guy's a sarcastic type and exaggerated, but he genuinely felt that doctors have the unique pressure of juggling a time-consuming education and career with marriage and family. my dilemma is - how do i expect myself to get settled, have a great career, become financially successful, AND find the girl of my dreams when i'm already strapped for time now? so after some good conversations with a couple good friends, i found the answer to be simple. suck it up and make time. there are a lot of things in life that i want to do, and there will always be a demand for time. so it's either miss out on those things by making excuse after excuse, or make the time yourself and do the things you really wonna do. tough stuff, but it's what you make of it. life is hard only if you LET it be. it's just an issue of mentality, approach, and perspective
but dating is always pretty hard. you girls are so hard to read.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
lol #2
before my exams, i habitually go to ellen for insults regarding my masculinity and sexuality. why? well, last year, before my midterms, she would consistently insult me the night before a midterm, and i would always do well. so i'm going to do this for every midterm until i get owned by a midterm.
i will post about the worthless going-ons of my life this weekend, i promise.
i will post about the worthless going-ons of my life this weekend, i promise.
willou says (12:37:09 AM) : ellen
willou says (12:37:12 AM) : i need all the luck you have
willou says (12:37:13 AM) : now!!!!
fuzzypanda00 (12:37:20 AM) : kekeke
fuzzypanda00 (12:37:26 AM) : midterm tomorrow?
willou says (12:39:02 AM) : yes'm
fuzzypanda00 (12:39:17 AM) : would you like insults?
fuzzypanda00 (12:39:20 AM) : or another story?
willou says (12:39:22 AM) : sure
willou says (12:39:22 AM) : both
willou says (12:39:25 AM) : insults in the story
fuzzypanda00 (12:39:30 AM) : HAHAHA
fuzzypanda00 (12:39:31 AM) : so greedy
fuzzypanda00 (12:41:35 AM) : WELL then
fuzzypanda00 (12:41:37 AM) : hmmmm
fuzzypanda00 (12:46:13 AM) : william in a slice of life high school romcom anime?
willou says (12:46:30 AM) : okay
willou says (12:46:30 AM) : do it
willou says (12:46:31 AM) : GO OG OG
fuzzypanda00 (12:46:35 AM) : hahahaha
willou says (12:46:35 AM) : i have 10 minutes
willou says (12:46:36 AM) : bveforei sleep
fuzzypanda00 (12:46:39 AM) : hahah okay
fuzzypanda00 (12:46:43 AM) : i'll try to crank it out
fuzzypanda00 (12:46:54 AM) : [typical japanese high school bell rings]
fuzzypanda00 (12:47:35 AM) : william opens his shoe locker. inside is a note that says, "meet me at the cherry blossom trees after school <3"
fuzzypanda00 (12:48:05 AM) : he walks outside to the cherry blossoms. standing there is a girl
fuzzypanda00 (12:48:07 AM) : she's very cute
fuzzypanda00 (12:48:26 AM) : but william is only attracted to her slightly mannish adam's apple
fuzzypanda00 (12:48:56 AM) : "did you leave this note in my locker?"
fuzzypanda00 (12:48:59 AM) : "that was me..."
fuzzypanda00 (12:49:08 AM) : *awkward
fuzzypanda00 (12:49:31 AM) : "i just wanted to say...i like you! please accept my pure-hearted feelings!"
willou says (12:50:00 AM) : is she a trannie 
fuzzypanda00 (12:50:01 AM) : "i'm sorry...but i can't accept your feelings...
"
fuzzypanda00 (12:50:06 AM) : HAHAHA
fuzzypanda00 (12:50:10 AM) : don't interrupt
fuzzypanda00 (12:50:20 AM) : "is...is there someone else?"
fuzzypanda00 (12:50:25 AM) : "i'm sorry...but yes..."
fuzzypanda00 (12:50:40 AM) : "can i ask...who is it?"
fuzzypanda00 (12:51:32 AM) : "my heart belongs to *insert one of your suitemates here*"
fuzzypanda00 (12:51:48 AM) : "i see...so...it was true then..."
fuzzypanda00 (12:51:55 AM) : "...?"
willou says (12:52:23 AM) : omg, i see what you're doing there
fuzzypanda00 (12:53:32 AM) : "you're gay...people tried to tell me but i wouldn't believe them...all of my friends...and the teachers...and my little brother...and the janitor...and the hobo that lives under the bridge...and the cashier at the supermarket...and my dad's accountant...and my sister's boyfriend..."
fuzzypanda00 (12:54:15 AM) : "...and the zookeeper...and the milkman...and the guy that owns the gym..."
fuzzypanda00 (12:54:40 AM) : i can't think of anyone else
fuzzypanda00 (12:54:47 AM) : sorry that was lame
fuzzypanda00 (12:54:54 AM) : there really is no ending to the story
fuzzypanda00 (12:54:59 AM) : the point is that you're gay and everyone knows it
Thursday, January 29, 2009
lol
fuzzypanda00
fuzzypanda00 (12:25:53 AM) : i hate you
fuzzypanda00 (1:19:47 AM) : once upon a time
fuzzypanda00 (1:19:50 AM) : there was a boy named william
fuzzypanda00 (1:19:56 AM) : and he was really tall and skinny
fuzzypanda00 (1:20:18 AM) : and he liked boys
fuzzypanda00 (1:20:56 AM) : and he had a friend named ellen
fuzzypanda00 (1:21:01 AM) : who was small and cute
fuzzypanda00 (1:21:24 AM) : and she made william's life so exciting
fuzzypanda00 (1:22:01 AM) : but one day
fuzzypanda00 (1:22:18 AM) : they both had a crush on the same girl
fuzzypanda00 (1:22:34 AM) : awww wut, i forgot you like boys
fuzzypanda00 (1:22:38 AM) : but i will continue
fuzzypanda00 (1:22:40 AM) : she was sooo cute
fuzzypanda00 (1:22:46 AM) : she turned william straight
fuzzypanda00 (1:22:47 AM) : or at least bi
fuzzypanda00 (1:23:00 AM) : but ellen and william were in love with the same girl
fuzzypanda00 (1:23:06 AM) : so they decided to have a duel
fuzzypanda00 (1:23:43 AM) : OH WAIT
fuzzypanda00 (1:23:43 AM) : no
fuzzypanda00 (1:23:50 AM) : they decided to have a pokemon battle
fuzzypanda00 (1:24:29 AM) : and william called out his gay charmander
fuzzypanda00 (1:25:09 AM) : and ellen called out her awesome
fuzzypanda00 (1:25:30 AM) : wait, scratch the awesome
fuzzypanda00 (1:25:39 AM) : she called out her totally weenee caterpie
fuzzypanda00 (1:25:41 AM) : or
fuzzypanda00 (1:25:42 AM) : wait
fuzzypanda00 (1:25:42 AM) : um
fuzzypanda00 (1:26:10 AM) : idk i can't decide whether i want to beat charmander with a gay caterpie or with a water pokemon so i can put out his tail and he'll DIE
fuzzypanda00 (1:26:21 AM) : i'll let you choose
fuzzypanda00 (1:26:30 AM) : so like
fuzzypanda00 (1:26:33 AM) : in the end william lost
fuzzypanda00 (1:26:46 AM) : and the moral of the story is
fuzzypanda00 (1:26:50 AM) : you're a fruitcake
fuzzypanda00 (1:28:54 AM) : that wasn't a good story though
fuzzypanda00 (1:28:56 AM) : sorry :X
fuzzypanda00 (1:29:00 AM) : i suck at telling stories
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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