Well, I was happily playing FlyFF for like 7 hours and then I got kicked off the server. I tried to log in for another half an hour (yes!! I really did, for HALF an HOUR!!!) and then I gave up and then went on AIM (for like ther first time since Feburary) and then... I gained a new life lesson:
WARNING: may include mature content (for me anyways -_-) and will put virgin minds at risk


me: so... ROCK Lee is cool :-) (trying to start conversation)
other dude: i had intercourse with him..
other dude: now i have aids..
other dude: (ending that convo)
other dude: ahhaha
me: hey!!!
me: how did rock lee get stds???
other dude: sakura
other dude: from sasuke
other dude: from orichimaru
me: i KNEW it
me: sasuke that bastard
other dude: from the 4th hokage
me: yes yes
other dude: from the 5TH hokage
me: THIS IS MAKING WAY SENSE!!
me: awesome ness awesomeness!!!
other dude: from jirai
other dude: from naruto(sexy no jitsu)
me: no wonder!!!
other dude: from hinata
me: hay yah!!
me: NOO
other dude: from neji
me: from HITLER
other dude: from that one wepons chick
me: ha! I tied THAT in right
other dude: who is then from GUY-sensei!
other dude: from Kakashi
other dude: from...... a monkey..
me: I seee...
other dudez: u see?!
other dude: ew
me: and it spread to real world from fangirls and stuff?
me: ...yes yes yes
me: the puzzele is coming together now
other dude: its done
other dude: :-)
me: now...
me: how did er...
me other sds get here?
me: like herpes?
me: you just covered aids
me: ...well...?

YUP... theer is no answer for taht
LIKE THERE IS NO ANSWER ON WHY I CANT LOG ON TO FLYFF
WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY!!?!?


EDIT:
I know why now :)
Server Maintainance Schedule: every Wednesday night at about 11pm for 2 hours
So for the next hour, I'll just lurk nuTang :)
See you in the shadows!!! :)

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Here I am... in the bliss of spring break, and what do I do???
Spend 20/24 of my hours on FlyFF
I really need to get started on my assignments

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YUP!!! My brother, turning 37 this year, is once again throwing a tantrum
GEEZ@!!! It's like it is his duty as the oldest brother to yell at everyone or something.
SERIOUSLY... If he can't find something wrong, he'd go and look for something to complain about.
If it isn't my mom's cooking (which is currently the case right now), he'd go and say, why the heck is this house so messy?! Then he'd go on a rampage... >>_>>

So far this week he has been complaining about:
*My mom's cooking (something like... I DON'T WANT FISH!! WHY DID YOU PUT FISH IN MY RICE?! BLALBALBLABLALBA)
*My sister's messy room (well... she IS twenty-four years old..)
*the way I keep my clothes (in a cardboard box... which is perfectly fine with me... but not apparently not for him... GEEZ)
*My dad's lack of participation (... in his crazy complaining ranting rampages)

AND if ALL of that is ogay... he goes LOOKING for something to complain about (as stated above)
Example:
Yesterday when I (having been in my room to avoid him all day -_-) could no longer stand my hunger, went outside to grab a granola bar, he saw me and screamed. GAH!! he was like: WHAT?! YOU'RE EATING AGAIN?! (note: he hasn't seen me all day and therefore had no right to state if he knew if I was eating or not) and started yelling at me...
Soon it went on to a discussion about me being at risk fof being overweight, then the conversation soon went into me being fat and then he was like... YOU SHOULDN'T EAT ANYMORE.. WTHECK was that?! And worse.... he took my granola bar away!! My sister saw the whole thing and she was laughing (darn her!)...
And THEN... he went on and said "this is the reality! soon you will develop heart diseases and be obese and blablabla" And I was like "well... the reality here is that we'll ALL die someday..." [and to think... all of this came from his not being able to find faults in my mom's cooking] And then later he yelled at me for talking back and then I got really mad and was like "I'd rather die obese than die anorexic"... >>.>>

Well... ANYWAYS... he isn't THAT bad as I put him out to be... He's the oldest of 7 children, and er... intelligent. [THERE HE IS YELLING IN THE BACKGROUND AGAIN... ahh!!1] My dad thinks that he is just cranky and says that he has been like this since a child. He's too uptight for his own good...

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Since this is one of those days where nothing happened exciting happened, I will take this opportunity to highlight the boring things...
#1 - I got a perfect score on my math test!! AWESOME!!!
#2 - my pinky hurts
#3 - I didn't fall asleep in school today!! (well... since I AM higliighting ordinary things, I never fall asleep in school anyway... so -_-)
#4 - have research project on Spontaneous Human Combustion due friday for chem T.T
#5 is considereing cleaning my "sty" (even though pig sties are cleaner as they actually have room for the pig)
#6 has a guilty coscience about something... but do not remember what...
#7 Now I'm just making things up...

...Right... Now I'm done highlighting... OH YEA!!
THAT REMINDS ME

::5 mins later::
My highlighter ran out of ink, so I just opened a new pack to get a new one to stuff in my backpack... THANK YOU [MY] BRAIN FOR THINKING OF FIGURITIVE LANGUAGE THAT USES THE WORD HIGHLIGHT... and THANK YOU NUTANG FOR GETTING ME THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE...

SPEAKING of running out of school supplies... I'm out of notebook paper
WAH!! AWESOME DAY!! I remembered this time!!!

So... highlight
#8 - through use of nutang, has remembered things not normally remembered

CRAP!! SPEAKING OF REMEMBERING... My permission slip is due tomorrow
WAH!!! This must be my lucky day or something...

NOTE: The above was NOT staged... It just happened... EH... I'm estatic right now :)

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Well... today, I woke up at 5.30 and made it in time for the bus ! =) YEA!! (actually, this is the first time this year (2007) that I made it to the 0 period bus(
PROBLEM:
Because I ws running to catch the bus, I did not have enough time to go #1, which I usually do in the morning. So... I spent the whole day at school with my bladder wanting to explode... and I think I kind of... a little (>.<)
Er... yea... So embarrassing.


5:12
I'M SO STUPID!!! I followed my sister's friend's advice (who told me it was healthy and was a good source of fiber) and ate the outer shell of sunflower seeds...
FOR ONE THING, it tasted and felt like tree bark, and I almost threw up. My sister's friend (who will be unnamed, since I would more than likely put a bad-choice-word as an adjective preceding his name) said... do you feel the thread-like feeling? that's the fiber!!
So I swallowed it... and for an hour, my throat felt like it was being scratced.. When I could take it no longer, I decided to pull it out with my own fingers...
PAINFUL PROCESS!!!
But yea... I managed to pull these out...
IMAGE NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART

THOSE WERE IN MY THROAT!!

I'm sorry for posting such weird material... I'm just very bored atm... and kind of proud of myself for being able to... you know...

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I just woke up from an 11 hour sleep...
Too happy, too content, too satisfied to complain about anything.

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I just came home from watching Journey from the Fall. Yes, at 1:30 AM... (don't mind the "4:13" on top... I just don't know how to change it to my time zone) I came into the movies expecting it to be some crappy low budget movie made by ameteur directors and producers with cheesy screenwriting, corny dialogue, and horrendous acting who were by no means fluent in the Vietnamese language (as confirmed in previous Vietnamese-American attempts to make international "hits" or whatever). I was dead wrong.

This movie is superb. The dialouge was AWESOME!! I loved it!! I liked how they casted an actual FOB kid (with no offence), not an Americanized kid (also with no offence, I just can't think of nicer-choice words...) who could not speak Vietnamese. The acting was not as corny as it could have been, and the images were powerful enough that one may cry from just looking at them. The portrayals of the V-A community right down to the trash picking and the refering to of "chineto" was accurate. My mom was able to relate to the trash picking -_-... ANYWAYS... my favorite aspect of the movie was its symbolism, which I am too lazy to explain.

This movie was able to force tears out of my eyes six or seven times! The emotions were done very well, and I was able to sympathize with all of the characters. It gave me much insight as to who I am as a Vietnamese American, as cheesy as that sounds T.T. I feel bad to have never listened to the long lectures my parents often give me regarding where they come from.

As great as the movie may be, my parents still did not believe that it made those millions of boat people and those men in the re-education camps justice. I was like: ARE YOU KIDDDING ME?! THAT WASNT BAD ENOUGH?! Apparently not. After the movie, my family sat in the living room and talked about the Fall of Saigon, and what harships they suffered. Being a child during times of peace, I had no idea. I loved storytime!!

My dad was a victim of the re-education camps, taken away from his mother, his wife, and four children, and recieved no news of whether his family was living, or whether his wife has remarried, or whether they have already forgotten about him, for six whole years. My dad, by nature, is a garrulous person. I knew he liked to talk, but I never expected what he said was actually true. He told of how he was boxed and shipped to some isolated island, and forced to work. He told of how his friends were slaughtered like animals. He told of how he forgotten what children were. (true story!!! The first time he saw children since he entered these camps, he thought that they were some weird species that were miniature humans. But one must keep in mind that the last time he saw a child was four years before.)

My mother, who had been by herself and raising four children (oh yea... did I mention that I am the 7th child? No, I was not there when this was taking place, they had me much later, in 1991, and from what I hear, I was unplanned. So were the two kids they had before me... but er... why am I talking about this?! ANYWAY...) on her own, and recieved no news of her husband. She struggled to survive with no reliable source of income, and lived from rats that ran about the house, which they were fortunate enough to have... but then again, two walls and a roof above it does not really qualifiy to be a house.

Though I really liked the movie, I would like to point out some critiques.
1. the Le Loi story
WTHeck was this?! Okay, I was taught this piece of history, and yes, it is interesting. But I do not understand the symbolism it plays in this movie. Maybe I'm missing something.
2. the language
Even though the movie was entirely (with the exception of one or two scenes) in Vietnamese... my parents, who could not speak English to save their lives, were like ?????? I must admit, I had to rely on the English subtitles whenever that Long guy was speaking... I did not understand what the heck he was saying.
3. the hair
Well... maybe this is out of jealousy. While people were throwing up, or being beaten up, or whatever faces of harship, they managed to keep their hair perfectly in position. Their hair just did not get messed up at all!!!!

But yea... today was the opening weekend, and the director was there. He had such an awesome t-shirt... It has a picture of a pig and it read "what the heo?!@#$#" well... "heo" is the Vietnamese word for pig, but ANYWAY... I have a new tshirt. (merchandise of movie, not the pig one) -_-

...that was long

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My dad woke me up at 5:30 today,thinking that it was Friday. I was dazed enough to follow along - I brushed my teeth and washed my face, and not being a morning person, was grouchy and in tantrum-like mood. I ended up waking up my sister and then she yelled at me, then my mom woke up and yelled at my dad for waking me up and that was that.

So from 6 - 2, I took a nap. What a wonderful nap!!! ^_^ BUT... the kids came back from San Diego and jumped on my back and pulled my hair and basically murdered my sleep.

When it came time for my friend's birthday party, I realized I only had Christmas wrapping paper... but that was better than toilet paper, so I wrapped it in that. :) Problem solved.

New problem: transportation.
It does not take a genius to figure out hat my dad's driving is absolutely horrendous. Just last month, he drove on the wrong side of the road with me and four of my friends in the car!!!! AHH@@! He didn't even notice this until I was screaming at him and he was like, OH YEA... Right!! and made a u-turn like nothing happened TTTT____TTTT So TODAY, I was particularly nervous in asking for a ride, since my friend's house was so far away. He was like... ALRIGHT!! I'LL DO IT!! and consequently, did not signal at all while driving, missing turns 3 times, and making very dangerous (and perhaps illegal, but no one knows that ^_-) u-turns. And when he did signal, he signaled in the wrong direction... indicating to turn left when he turned right -_-...

When the party was over, I was too scared to ask for a ride home (as it was dark, and where my dad's driving could be the most wrecking). So I ended up walking for 2 miles to my high school - which took about 45 minutes. There was a Key Club DCM there, so I just attended and leeched a ride home from there...

But yes, I am home safely. :)

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