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Knock Knock!
Who's There?
Cash
Cash Who?!?!?











Cash Who's are Yummy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


hahahahahaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa


great stuff.

where rice is made...

setting: grainger

time: 9:30pm

mal: "i found rice in my belly button"

woooow

another eventful night at the graing


::EDIT::

in case you're terribly bored, these are the games mal and i played for the past hour and a half:

http://www.addictinggames.com/funinthesun.html

(didn't know there were so many different combinations available...and why does the chick get naked if you get the sun tan lotion...not complaining though)

http://www.addictinggames.com/goodnightkiss.html

(easiest and by far the most realistic game i have ever played)

http://www.addictinggames.com/magicfingers2.html

(this game showed me that mal sucks at giving massages)

http://www.addictinggames.com/IPQ.html















-this was mal's result....doesn't surprise me

come to piano man tonight

last one for the summer

-big korea

TOASTY

my childhood dream was just achieved....

i performed a babality and animality in mortal kombat 3 tonight.

sweet.


Quote of the night: "that's not a horse, that's a centurion"

wooow, my bad

BAMF

kenny and i got a tattoo

i wore it to work

and i think i intimidated some incoming freshmen that were touring grainger at the time.

bad day for them to set foot in here

who wears short shorts

Dear potentially pregnant girl out on the corner of green and sixth last night,

I am not sure if you aware of this, but your dress code last night was not the most pleasing image we wanted to see as soon as we walked out of the bars.

Your striking red flannel top that was tied up above your protruding, spherical abdomen section as it gently rested on the 2-size too small daisy duke jean shorts was a very bold choice, one i'm sure you may be regretting right now.

Perhaps you were pregnant and wanted to wear something a little more revealing because you have been self-conscience about your growing body. However, I do not believe that to be the case becuase my friends said that there was no way your were preggers based on their analysis.

Or maybe you do not own a mirror thus had no idea of knowing what situation you were getting yourself into that evening.

Whichever the case may be, i think you need to reevaluate the people you call friends because if the people you were out with last night were your true friends, they would not have let you step foot outside into the public eye in the state you were in last night.

I am sure you are a nice - perhaps even a little funny - person, however you did not make a very good first impression last night.

Let's hope that we meet again under different circumstances.

Thank You

Sincerely,

Various members of the student body on Green St. around 2am last night

the more you know...

as requested by greenlee
from urban dictionary.com

::rap::

Rap is a music genre.Its hated by many people that believe in the stereo type that only blacks make rap and its always about shooting cops, drugs, money and sex. Which leads to another stereo type that says all blacks like rap...

1.Not all blacks like rap.
2.Rap's not only for Blacks.
3.Not all rap is about money drugs and sex...
4.Not all people who like rap are black

People who don't like rap, usually say
"Rap is crap that has artists like 50 Cent."
These are people who know nothing about rap, and judge it by what they see on TV.

If you REALLY know what rap is then you'd know 50 Cent sucks balls and isn't a good rapper at all.See the people who like rap, and actually understand rap know 50 Cent is not a good rapper.

Rap is poetry, despite what any other person says. Rap is like poetry with attitude,poetry with a bit of gangsterism. Look at Mos Def. That is a real rapper. Somebody like 50 Cent or Cassidy has nothing on somebody like Mos Def.

Most people say that rap degrades women. I don't really think so, because people need to realize..

A bitch is a bitch.
A hoe is a hoe.
A whore is a whore.
And a lady is a lady.

Rap has something called a beat to it, something that sounds catchy and something you can dance to.For instance Tupac's California Love is something you can dance to. And anybody that tries to say thats not a good song...well isnt there a rock song that goes "I've got 2 tickets to paradise, pack your bags we'll leave tonight."

Some people say rap is senseless and doesnt talk about anything.

Wake up people thats what music is.

The ability to say express yourself, and it just so happens rap expresses itself more than others.And anybody who doesn't like rap, thats fine, but dont talk shit about it when you don't even know about it.


word.


and even if you didn't read the whole post, the main idea to get out of this is that:

A bitch is a bitch.
A hoe is a hoe.
A whore is a whore.
And a lady is a lady.

i could not agree more.

-big korea

clair, while you were napping...

so i am assuming that most of you are aware of the gorgeously sexy bowl cut that i used to wear on top of my head during my crazy years as a youth. Thus, i thought this would be an opportune time to go back and venture through the various haircuts that i sported during my awkward road through life and the various transformations that led me to who i am today.

this first one i call: pre-bowl cut/mullet if i let it grow out/little-asian-kid-who-has-yet-to-realize-asians-don't-play-basketball-unless-you-are-7ft tall

-i think i'm punching myself to show my mom how miserable my life was at this point, i think it was mainly due to the fact i was missing something significant in my life, which was:

i call this one: sexyness at its peak

-damn this one is sexy...i wish i had more pictures of my youth so i could give you the full picture of how insanely cool i was. i don't know which speaks louder: the bowl cut, the bowtie, or the glasses, or better yet the serious stone-cold expression found on my face....tough call

look how many bowl cuts are in this picture, haha

oh and i'm trying to bring this one back and haven't cut my hair for a month...we'll see how it turns out

So after wearing the bowl well into my late junior high days, i moved on to what was known as the "clooney cut." I did not know what the clooney cut was when i requested to get this style; all i remember is that my friend dj told me to get it so i told the great clips lady to cut it in that fashion and the rest is history

Moreover, this cut goes by the name ceaser cut
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caesar_cut

the next thing i did to my hair was probably the worst mistake in my hair history. As with most asian kids getting the bowl cut, a lot of them also thought it would be a good idea to get highlights.....yes, highlights.

Sadly there are no pictures of me when i used to sport it, but to help create a visual, this is almost exactly what i would've looked like if i still had it today...


yes, just soak it in while you can...and let it sink in, baste it on yourself if you have too

and this next one isn't even a haircut, but yea...

i call it the douche-cut:

no explanation required.

soooooo yea, there you go, and now you know some useless information about me and probably some things you could have prob. cared less about, but deal with it and use it to embarrass me in front of your family and friends.

anyways, i must be off, come to 88broadway tonight.

peace,

-big korea

mallory's job is a heartbreaker

a little warning for anybody that uses the beloved grainger:

for any patrons (guy/girl) coming into grainger when mal is working

you will most likely have your heart broken in her hands

i just witnessed it last night. and it was brutal.

she may check you out that cool RSmeans 2008 edition book, but she will find a way to tear your heart in two during the process.

there are complaint cards at the circulation desk if need be.

thank you.

and stay safe.

ps. she hates it when you call her MALLORY.

i look more asian when i wear glasses

so this is what i do at work:

http://www.addictinggames.com/totemdestroyer.html

btw i just beat this game.

finally a game that i can beat dillon in...that is if he hasn't already done so

i get jokes.

i went and bought a new type of pop-tarts.

they have jokes on them.

i call them joke-tarts.

for instance:

Knock knock!
who's there?
Shirley
Shirley who?!










-Shirley you don't want to hear more jokes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(that's the one i just ate)

sars, you were right, i am having a lot of fun eating these..... it's like i'm trying to eat a pocketful of laughter with every bite.

deliciously amusing.

i really should be reading seeing how i have a book open right now

i'm bored at work again, so i decided to post two more application reviews that i never got to post in yesterdays discussion.




-i refuse to add this one (or anything similar to this) and also refuse to acknowledge this when i see this on other peoples' page. Seriously, how many different walls does one person need when they are all the SAME thing.

-and i love it how no one actually posts on these things other than the "creator" themselves welcoming you to this innovative, new, crazy FUN application





-there are so many to choose from, why can't i just be all of them....but really, what purpose does this application have other than knowing that i equate to being a "fucker", "shitbag", or "cunt"...all great qualities that i could add onto my resume letting future employers know that i'm a keeper.

-oh and this is from their tagline: "Answer 8 short questions and find out instantly!" haha, what 8 questions could they possibly ask to narrow you down to a respectable swear word....that must be the 8 most intense questions ever found on a quiz.

anyways, more from me later

-big korea

this one is dedicated to bgebs...

so if anyone has ever been on my facebook homepage, you will have most likely noticed the extensive application requests off to the right side of the page. Now i know most of you might have 2-3 requests they haven't bothered to look at, buuuut mine has accumulated over the year that facebook applications have been in existence.

At first i was just too lazy to look at what requests had been sent to me, but in a short time it was getting out of control on the number of requests i would be getting for the most random/pointless applications.

now bgebs has wanted to "fix" my facebook for the longest time, and before i let her do that i'm going to go through and analyze all the different requests i have gotten:

oh and btw, i have 180 requests (and counting...) and this is what it looks like when you open up my page...


click on it to enlarge to get the full picture and why it pisses bgebs off so much.

These are some of my favorites though:





-honestly, i'm flattered that someone saw a 1950's pinup and thought of me, i now don't have to walk around in shame that i am not worthy of being pinned up on some sailors shack




-if you wanted to be my best friend, this is probabley the best way to approach me about it since its such a touchy matter, this will automatically win my heart...and according to clair's "rule" i'm only allowed 5 besties so the next 4 to send me an invite gets the spot




-someone obviously has some beef with me




-i've never been violated through facebook before...and i think i like it




-truthfully, i don't want to watch real hobo's fight it out so why would i want to watch them fight via facebook....unless they are fighting for their spot on the corner of green and sixth...'cause that almost happened before and i was there to witness it if such an event occured. Apparently all the green st. hobo's have their own respected areas and corners, but on one particular night one intruded on the other's territory and all hell almost broke loose. Then afterward, the hobo explained to me which hobo owned which respective corner. Moral of the story, hobos have a very extensive territorial system.








-seriously, what's the difference???




-it think it's quite obvious what my sexual personality is guys...no need for an application request. but seriously, it's timid.




-i'm offended that someone had to send me this one....this person is not getting a mybestfriend application request





-if i was interested in you, you would already know, haha...although, apparently 2 people are curious though, hope they are not offended that i never got back to them right away...




-the tag line on this one was, "I just bought you as my pet. Find out how much you cost!" Nothing says true friendship to me when you let me know how much my time is actually worth to you.




-this just ridiculous, haha....most of the groups here are pretty pointless as well...so i'll go through these at another time


So overall those are some of my favorite requests that i've gotten up to this point, and i kept everyone's identity secret so no worries there in case you are embarrassed. But hope this doesn't deter anyone from sending me more, so i can maybe create a pt.2 on this topic. My goal is to reach 200+ requests people, so send away.

Anyways, i have one more hour of work, peace out brosephs.

-Big Korea

ricky checks the"weather" more often than he should

so kate prazak tried to give me a fist pound while i was at work moments ago

i wiffed and punched the air instead.

i was not angry at the air, nor is it worthy of a fist pump....

that is how my day is going.

quite humid outside.

i'm at grainger for 7 hours today...

i'm pulling a bgebs

also, i'm eating out of a assorted mix nut container and there are these small, round tasty chocolaty treats. The whole time i figured they were just imitation m&m's but i just found out they were soynuts.

these are soynuts:



interesting.

im bored.

big post coming later today.

-big korea

I am Batman.

...well I was at midnight at least...

and people are dumb.

most of them at least.

So a group of us went to go see the midnight showing of possibly one of the greatest movies I have ever seen, the Dark Knight. But we'll get to that later. When we got to the theater around 10:40pm there was already a pretty decent line forming outside for everybody that had tickets. After waiting in line for about an hour or so, the line exponentially grew that would wrap all the way around the building and into the parking lot and practically into meijer street. Me, being asian, of course I took a picture of this:



But the problem wasn't that the line was so long, or that they were keeping us out there so long, it was that people did not know how to line up. Honestly, it's not a very difficult process.

Here are instructions for forming a line:
1) stand in the designated area
2) stand BEHIND the person in front of you, in a single file pattern
3) then only start to move if the people ahead of you are doing so

These sound like reasonable steps to me. The line however pretty much exploded and became a giant blob of people hovering around the entrance. Then people started to run, push, and edge their way to the front of the line as it started to move. There was this one particular girl that kept on elbowing me and trying to drag her party of 15 to the front of the line. Then she laughed on how she was surprised no one wanted to fight her. I did. very much so.















But we all got in, and the movie waaaas ammaaaaaaaaazing.

Batman of course kicked ass.

Joker was pretty much one of the best performances i have seen in a very long time. I have never felt so amused, yet sorry for, disgusted, and angry towards a single character all in one course of a film. Heath's portrayal of him was stunning and wouldn't be surprised if he won the oscar for it.

Anyways, if you have yet to see this film.

Go do it.

and form a decent line please.

-Big Korea

Yo Broseph

Alright I think this needs to be done, in order for us all to be on the same page so that none of us gets lost/confused during conversation where this may come up; and trust me it will come up at least 4 times in all the conversations you have.

Different variations of "bro":

::EDIT:: i've been getting a lot of responses and just want everybody to know that these are all originals of mine and i did not go onto urban dictionary to find them. There may be some that are more common than i thought though::END EDIT::

-Bro-se
-Broham
-Broseph (or 'Brosef' spelling controversy here)
-Broski
-Brosek
-Bromate (roomate bros)
-Bromide (chemistry bros)
-Broulmate (soulmate Bros)
-Brosasaurus (dino loving bros)
-Bromance (when bros are in love)
-Brotacular (spectacular bro)
-Brohound
-Broyundai (korean car loving bros)
-Broetry (literature loving bros)
-Brosian (asian loving bros)
-Brosquare (four square loving bros)


So hope this helps and keeps you afloat for now, in the meantime, let's all crack open some natty lites and pregrame to DMB before heading out to Stations

if anyone else has anything, add to the list

peace out brosephs

for people who cry to music...

new band side project: emo/screamo/sadcore/folk/a-little-bit-of-disney-pop type of band

plus:

i thought of a new band name....

june is gone

*tear

piano man history

went to piano man.

got drunk.

sweet.

Take Off Your Shoes and Stay Awhile

this is about me finding myself...

and this about: what i do, when i do it, how i do it, and where i do it

keep out on the lookout

in the meantime:

do your vitamins, wear clean socks, and stay in school