Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Obama's Address to Congress... coming up next on FOX

So for those of you who missed the President's speech, he basically said a lot of "we need to do this" and "I know we can do that." After a lot of favorable declarations, he provides a few anecdotes which evoked a little sympathy. Blah blah blah, same ol' Obama stuff. But the thing I found most interesting about is the reaction from the press and their "expert consultants."

I was watching it on channel 5 (KTLA) but as soon as it ended, I just flipped through the other channels. They all were just basically kissing his ass. But then I checked FOX (Ch. 11). The guy was just summarizing Obama's speech kind of like I did. But he was being neutral, he said it in the asshole-est voice ever. That's when I flipped to the FOX NEWS CHANNEL (Ch. 40). People were taking about his speech and criticizing his promises.
Wait wait wait... who's this fucker talking now? Republican Response? Bobby Jindal? HAHAHA I love the way this guy talks. He sounds like a stereotypical Republican. Noice... he's not putting down Democrats but he's putting down government in general. Very tactful Jindal.
Anyways, the republicans are always cutting down democrats in a mean way. For instance, they kept saying that Obama was begrudgingly blaming the deficit on the previous administration. All Obama said was "the deficit we inherited" which is like the nicest way you could say "a debt we didn't create." If he wanted to, he could have said something like it's the debt from republicans or something but he's just too nice about it. And they were criticizing Obama's new ideas and social programs even though the old ways aren't working.

Die-hard republicans are cunts. Not all of them, but at least the famous ones. They talk about liberal ideas with harsh words and they shoot down any opposing ideas. Elisabeth Hasselbeck is a bitch. Bill O'Reilly is a douche. Brit Hume is a troll. They won't budge an inch.

I don't have time to talk politics right now because I have a midterm to study for. But hit me up if you ever want to hear more.

My favorite quote of the night:
Obama: "Let me borrow your Sharpie for a second"
Fan: "It's yours, it's yours"
Obama: "No, I've got one in my pocket"

Lol it was like Obama was thinking "Nah, you suck-up bitch, I don't need your pen. I got my own. Yours sucks anyways. It's a Dullie."

Friday, February 20, 2009

Dropped my iPod 4 times this week and I'm SICK

Headline says it all. I'm so effing fatigued and I don't really have much else to report. My sinus congestion is ripping my eyeballs out through my nose. Ugh

I guess another thing to report is that I fell in like with a girl on Tuesday... but I don't think this is a good thing because she is off-limits. But she is cute and she is nice and cool and that is all I know for now. That is all I want to know because I'm not sure if I wanna get too close. Like I said, I can't have her (or at least I shouldn't) and I don't wanna end up hurt about it. You want a hint as to who she is? She has a goofy name! and she looks like D.W. from the children's program, Arthur. But I like her-- don't judge me I prolly won't be liking her for long.

I should be going to bed huh? I want to catch Conan's last late-night show so if my head isn't too dizzy by then, I'll see that before bed.

Have a good weekend, I'll be healing.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Thank you BRUCE LE! ...

... for opening my moh-fuzzing eyes!

Dude, you're smarter than you look and act. You're just too cocky about it so you end up sounded stupid. Bruce, if you read this, you should always give advice in the form of stories. It makes you seem more relatable and like you know your shit!
Poem Time!

Dude it always feels like I writing depressing "feel-sorry-for-me" poems. But I don't have much to be happy about... so what can I write a poem about? How about other people?

You Love Your Man

Ladies, don't act so proud
When you're surrounded by a crowd
Their staring is allowed
'Cause you're smiling too loud!

Even though frienemies wanna hate
'Cause know your feeling great
You've got yourself a date
And he's never running late

You're happy so you tell us
But it only makes us jealous
We can't blame you for being zealous
You've got one of the good fellas

Tell everyone you love your man
"He's tall, he's handsome, he's tan"
Never forget that no one's better than
The guy who can do it like no one can

FIERCE!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Oh No Not AGAIN!

Feeling crumby; I was playing ping pong last night with Peter and I ran to get the ball and I dislocated my patella again. This is like the 6th time it's happened and it's getting to the point where I don't even care anymore. My knees suck and they always give out on me for no good reason. I hate my legs. Every time this happens, it just reminds me how weak my body is.

8( I'm walking around with a limp; I look like one of the zombies from the Thriller video. I'll be out of commission for any physical activities for about 2 weeks.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Aside from the monster rain, it was a good day

Soooooooooo my alarm went off at 9:45 this morning and I turned it off. Then I fell back asleep and my great internal clock woke me up at 10:45. I had class at 11; so I just sat there for 10 minutes staring at the clock wondering if I should bother or not... I did bother but I didn't make it to class. I just studied for the midterm to come.
The midterm went horribly.
Tonight, I saw He's just not that into you. It was mildly predictable and cheesier than a box of cheez-its but it was so good. I don't know; maybe it's because things have been so crummy lately, but watching that movie made me feel really good. It was more than just a run-of-the-mill romcom. It was like insightful and engrossing and most of all it was real. I took a lot with me walking out of that theater. Like... sometimes you have to fool around with someone wrong to find out that you were with that right someone all along. That wasn't so eloquent; but basically, love doesn't always move in a straight line. Sometimes there are detours and u-turns.

Friday, February 6, 2009

I should be studying for midterms---the job is in the bag!

Dude I don't know how it got like this but I have never cared about studying! Since like 10th grade, I don't even open the book anymore. I feel like a douche! Why do I hate reading? Who is to blame? Television? Music? The Internet? My parents? I should study with a bag of candy or a hot girl or some other positive reinforcement so that I can be conditioned to enjoy studying.

I've been keeping this pretty hush-hush because I didn't want anyone to screw up my chances. I applied for a job that requires very little work for a lot of pay with flexible hours. A 10-year-old could do this job which is why I didn't want too many people to know about it. But since I aced the application process today, I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell you guys. I want to work for the U.S. Census Bureau! It pays like double your wage and all I have to do is go door to door and verify that people are living where they say they're living. Today, I went to fill out an application and take the test which I got a perfect score on! (Sorry to toot my own flute, but it's the only 100% I've received in the last year or so.) I'm not gonna count my chickens before they hatch but if that test counts for anything, I'd say I'm guaranteed an interview (and I'm a pretty damn good interviewee. Go ahead, ask me anything). Yay! A nice stable job from the government!

I had no class today! But I have a midterm tomorrow :(

After VSA, I went to go eat Pho 54 with Peter and our new friend, Don. I usually only ate pho like once every month or two. I used to like it. The taste is starting to dull... I don't think I'm gonna eat pho for a while. I'm gonna start ordering hu tieu or vermacilli or spring rolls or com tam. Pho is getting old, its like the hamburger of Viet food (which reminds me, I should stop ordering burgers too). I wanna try out some new stuff. I better stop; this is making me hungry.

It rained today. BOO!

Added February 6, noon:
I forgot to mention that I was talking to this talkative and cocky white guy. He was like forty-something and wearing a Hawaiian shirt. You know, one of those types. He was practically pissing his pants; he was so excited to take the test. He boasted that he aced the practice test. He ended up getting a 21. It was funny, the test prompter was like "wow we have a perfect score!" He was like "who is it?" The lady said "David." The white guy's name was David as well and he was like "oh no way! I didn't think I did that good!" I held back my urge to laugh when she said "No, David Luong." I walked up to collect my score and I left but on the way out, I heard him yell out, "MAN! This whole time I was sitting next to a genius and didn't even notice! I shoulda copied off him!" HAHAHAHA False modesty never fails to amaze others!

But he told me something I'll never forget. He asked me how old I was and when I told him I was only 18, he said to me:
"Damn, 18? If I was 18, I'd still be smoking dope and playing with army men."
That got me thinking... I'm still young. I SHOULD be smoking weed and playing. I shouldn't be so stressed out. I'm basically still a kid so I should be out doing kid stuff! But then again, this guy was over 40 and I got one-up on him so...

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Hello again, old friend

Wow, has it really been over a week since I've wrote on this blog? I remember thinking that I posted too often but I'm not sure why I stopped for so long. Probably because of the shit I've been through. January was a shitty month. Missed a lot of opportunities to vent and release my feelings into this medium. So let's see... January:

New Year - I had some New Year's Resolutions which I put up as a note on Facebook. So far, I've kept 3 of them and 6 of them are still pending...
School started - FUCK THAT SHIT! I don't remember ever hating school as much as I do now.
Out with the old, in with the new - I haven't been keeping up with my old friends lately. But is that such a bad thing? I know it's horrible to say, but these last three or four weeks have been 100% drama-free. I don't think of myself as the kind of guy who provokes people or stirs trouble. But people gave me shit so I cut them out of my life! I was strong enough to leave them behind 8).
Peter - I've been hanging out with my childhood friend, Peter Huynh, a lot these days. Last quarter, I never even saw this guy on campus but lately I've been hanging out with him like every other day. School isn't a lonely place anymore.
VSA - I joined a club! It makes UCI so much more bearable, even enjoyable. I'm meeting a lot of cool new people. They're all spunky and goofy which are just the type of people I like.
Obama - He got sworn in and it was great. He's in power. But so far, little has changed. However, I am glad that his charisma has generated a new interest in politics for my generation.
ARC - My parents pay a lot of money for tuition at UCI so I figure I should stop wasting it! I've been working out as often as I can with Peter or Dao or by myself. I managed to squeeze in 4 times last week. I may not look better, but I feel better!

Valentine's Day is coming up... UGH Kill me! Wouldn't it be great if Cupid's arrow pierced my heart and I died? 8( The misery will end by March...

I haven't written a poem in a month! Well I'm too tired to whip one out for you now. Oh what the hell.

Sweat beads rolling down my back
The heat is making me weary
My life is trailing way off track
And my thoughts are always dreary
But what else can I do but HOPE
Things will soon get better
Nothing will happen if I cry and mope
I have to be a go-getter
Tomorrow is another day
And I don't want to waste it
Nothing will stand in my way
If there is I will erase it
Even though I'm weak and tired
I will never quit being inspired

Okay, I'm going to bed now. It was great catching up!

I'm watching KOCE right now and it says that the 300 million people in this country use 100 gallons a day per capita. Is it gross that I only use about 2 gallons a day? I'm cutting down for the environment...