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Name: Dave
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 12/28/1983
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| Hi everyone,
As many of you may already know, I'm coming back
home. I have a laundry list of reasons for departing from China
earlier than expected. I'm not gonna get into that because I know my
reasons are right for me. I got a lot out of this experience, but I'm
ready to start my career back home. The more important thing was that
I took an awesome trip around China. And following are the details:
I must first start out by thanking my cousin Robin for taking
up my offer to be my traveling companion. His Chinese is much better
than mine, and he both speaks and understands (even reads and writes)
pretty darn well. I don't think the trip would have been as successful
as it was without him along. However, here's how it went.
Our trip hit a small snag from the onset. We had planned to
take a boat cruise along the Grand Canal from Suzhou to Hangzhou, but
upon attempting to purchase our tickets, we were informed that the
weather is too cold for the boat to travel. So, we had to take a bus
to Hangzhou instead, but it was not so bad since it was only a couple
hours away. We stayed our first night in a fairly nice hotel, but
Robin set up all our hotels through some Chinese travel agency. And
for booking all our hotels on the day before or same day, we got great
deals...less than $30 each night, except one really nice hotel in
Haerbin that was about $80 but with a spectacular location. There's
actually a really good hotel chain throughout most of China called
Jinjiang Inn, and it's only about $20 a night...so we stayed at this
inn whenever possible, and it worked out well. Ok, back to the trip.
The purpose for visiting Hangzhou was to see the famous "Xi Hu" or West
Lake, and also to drink the special tea of the area called Longjing
cha. An old Chinese saying goes, "In heaven there is paradise, on
earth Suzhou and Hangzhou." While Suzhou is now a rather
industrialized and boring place lacking its former glory (Irvine-like,
I'd say), Hangzhou retains its luster and grandeur because of West
Lake...notwithstanding the brand new Hooters we found there. Aside
from that, the beauty of the lake and the countryside where the tea
leaves are grown for the Longjing cha are both outstanding, and they
have that special feeling of antiquity. This feeling is the heart of
China and what I think makes it great, stemming from its very long
history. However, this is also what I see to be the major problem in
China--as industrialization, commercialization, and Westernization take
a greater hold each day, more and more of China's youth (and even older
people) seem to be forgetting their past. The beauty of great sights
throughout China are tainted by the massive amounts of peddlers and
other commercial ventures. Yes I know, they gotta make a living,
right? True. But still, it doesn't take away from the fact that a
possibly peaceful time at a place like West Lake is constantly
disrupted by the calls of hawkers of food and trinkets. I hope, for
the sake of China's historic and current greatness, that the Chinese
awareness for this self-inflicted dissipation of their culture is
raised by foreign and domestic forces alike. Ok, sorry for another
tangent. To finish with the Hangzhou leg of our journey, the finishing
touch was a dinner at a famous Hangzhou restaurant called Louwailou.
Practically every popular city in every province in China has its own
signature dishes, and Robin and I did our best to make our journey an
amazing one gastronomically as well. We had famous dishes there called
West Lake Water Shield soup, Beggar's Chicken, Dongpo Pork, and West
Lake Vinegar Fish. Each dish has a story attached to it, but the best
one is the Beggar's Chicken, which tells the story of an old man who
got very sick while living in the streets in Hangzhou. The other
beggars banded together to help him and used their last remaining money
and chicken to feed him. They dug a hole in the ground and lit a coal
fire, and after substituting the chicken innards for the regional
Shaoxing wine and other stuffing, they wrapped the chicken in tea
leaves and slushy mud coating, then baked it in the ground. When the
chicken was cooked and removed from the mud, the feathers also came
off. The delicious scent attracted other neighbors, and everyone
praised the unique cooking style and taste.
Our
next stop was the beautiful island of Putuoshan, also in Zhejiang
province but just off the coast. Getting there, however, would be
another small adventure. We departed from Hangzhou to Ningbo by train,
where we thought we could take a fast boat from the ferry terminal to
the island. However, when in Ningbo we were informed that we needed to
go to a place called Shenjiamen to get to Putuoshan. So we boarded a
bus that was supposed to take us there. The bus ended up going on a
boat, that's right, the whole bus onto one of those large freight
boats. We ambled around the boat until we docked, then got back on the
bus to some other small place. From there we had to take a taxi ride
to the Shenjiamen fast boat dock. We were just pretty confused the
whole time, and we took every form of transportation in one day: train,
bus, boat, taxi. We finally ended up in Putuoshan around 4pm that
afternoon after departing from Hangzhou at 7am. It was quite a long
time and strange journey for an actual distance of around 150 miles.
Putuoshan was definitely worth the hassle. The island was the China we
know from movies (pre-Crouching Tiger), complete with temples, flowing
landscapes, beaches, and humble fishing villagers. We were able to
witness a lot of natural beauty and Chinese Buddhist piety. Even at
our hotel one morning, a woman flagged us down to show us pictures in
her digital camera of what she believed to be spirits. Needless to
say, fantastic pictures were taken, and it was a rare peaceful
experience in the uber-busy land of China. We even got to have a
vegetarian meal (for the equivalent of about 40 cents) with the monks
and other travelers in Puji Temple, which turned out to be actually
quite a delicious meal, lacking in protein though it may have been.
Our next destination was Tai Shan, one of the five sacred
mountains of China. This mountain is 1545m marvel, including a
menagerie of temples and sacred rocks and sights with typically cool
and funky Chinese names like Sword-splitting Stone and Archway to
Immortality, all connected by winding stone staircases that altogether
contain 6660 steps. We walked up all 6660 of them because legend
claims that anyone who ascends Tai Shan will live to be 100, so I guess
now I can drink, carouse, and partake in extreme sports all I want
because I'm guaranteed to be a centurion. Also, this was the mountain
emperors had to climb to verify their empirical divinity (
i.e.
if they died during the ascent, they were not divinely ordained as
emperor...it's a no-brainer, haha); of course, the climb was a picnic
for them since they were carried up in sedan chairs by servants.
Anyway, it's not the highest Chinese mountain, nor even the highest of
the 5 sacred ones, but it was quite a strenuous climb...since ambitious
a climber and adventurer as I am, I hauled ass to the top.
The peak once again felt a bit besmirched because of peddlers, a
strange manor, a hotel, and several towers and antennas and other
satellite type devices that cluttered the summit. However, it was
still a breathtaking climb that gave me a great sense of
accomplishment. The plentiful clouds and fog prevented any sort of
magnificent views, but it was still pretty darn nice. Our return to
the train station was much more interesting though. We descended
halfway down the mountain by cable car, which is when my cousin
discovered that had lost our train tickets. Cue suspense now: train
departure time at 3:07pm without tickets and a current time of 1:30pm.
We have to wait until 1:45pm for the rickety bus ride to the quiet
square below the mountain, and the ride itself take about 25 minutes
and leads us to yet another bus...2:14pm. This is a public bus, so we
know there are going to be stops, but as soon as we get in, we realize
that the bus driver is driving slower than I could walk. We don't know
how to react until she actually stops the bus altogether without so
much as a peep of explanation. She exits the bus and picks up a stick
from the side of the road and starts fiddling with stuff outside the
bus...turns out she was outta gas...the fates have conspired against us
yet again. 2:26pm - We hop on the next bus behind ours, and it drives
about half a km when we see a crowd of people in the road before us.
To our dismay, they are not just a crowd of onlookers, but rather a mob
of at least 35 people all waiting for, yes...our bus. If you have
never seen a mob of Chinese people scramble onto a bus, you haven't
lived. Amusing though it was, our current situation found it as a
difficulty (side note: watching Chinese people pour out of an elevator
is almost equally as amusing...it's that whole clown car
phenomenon...life imitating art, good times). Mind you, we are still
in a podunk part of the city for a good portion of this crowded bus
ride, so we have to wait until we reach civilization before we can even
hope to substitute our current situation with a taxi ride instead.
2:45pm - We squeeze ourselves off the bus (like emerging from the birth
canal for a second time, haha) and into a taxi and make it to the train
station with time to spare...but of course, having lost our tickets, we
must wait in line for tickets that might possibly even be sold out.
Fate dealt us the ace this time, as we were both able to purchase
tickets and the train was delayed so that we would be able to check in
on time. Whew! Qingdao, here we come!
So
Qingdao is a great great city. It's a great seaside town with
everything you'd expect from one: seafood, beaches, pleasant air, good
weather. It's also got a little something extra...a beer factory,
several in fact. The Chinese beer Tsingtao comes from this wonderful
little city. The spellings are different because there are multiple
pinyin spellings...and well, I'm not going to get into all that, but
both the city and the beer sound like "ching dow." Of course, frat guy
that I am, I had to visit the factory...and I gotta say, it was like my
Graceland...just marvelous seeing all the beer and beer-related stuff.
I may be brewing my own at some point soon, so keep an eye out for my
face on a label. Qingdao is also a partner city for the 2008 Beijing
Olympics, as it will be hosting all the water-related events. I had a
chance to visit the stadium for this, along with some other aquatic
fare. I'm not making it sound as great as it was, perhaps because I'm
getting lazy in my writing since I've written so much. But the
atmosphere of the town is just very pleasant, and there is plenty to do
there. It became my favorite place on the trip...that is, until we
arrived in Haerbin.
Haerbin, luckily for us lao wai (foreigners), was experiencing
one of its warmest winters in a long time, so the temperature was well
above it's typical -14 degrees F. However, it was still cold enough to
maintain the Ice Lantern Festival, which is basically an assortment of
locations throughout the city hosting outdoor ice and snow sculptures.
The largest festival location was truly magnificent...a winter fantasy
land where all the buildings are made of ice with neon lights
highlighting them. It feels like being in the North Pole. The place
had snow blanketed ground, ice slides, large ice and snow castles, ice
bicycles (icycles?), and even an ice maze. I felt like a little kid
again, in a snowy dream or something. In fact, the whole town of
Haerbin has this sort of feeling...some kind of old world, fantasy
feeling. It has lots of Russian influence because of it northern China
location, and this is highly evident in the Daoliqu area that has
cobblestone streets, Russian architecture, and plenty of Russian
commodities and food venues. We also went to a Siberian Tiger Park,
which was quite fun. The craziest moment of our journey came with our
ski trip, which ended in my first Chinese hospitalization experience.
Now, when you think of a ski trip, you think powder, chair lifts, and
the sounds of "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh." Not in China, my friend.
Here, it's icy snow, hold-on-to-some-crazy-pole -thing-with-your-hand
lifts, and the sound of a very mediocre and ONLY ski run that barely
adds up to the sounds of "swoo." With the skiing being so far below
mediocre, other diversions became necessary, such as skate-less ice
hockey (
i.e. using my very tractionless shoes on ice). I thought it
ill-advised to partake in this as first...not because it was dangerous,
but because I would be light years better than all the Chinese people
playing. However, the latter fact eventually encouraged me to play,
because, hey, who doesn't like looking good. Play transpired as
expected, and I had already scored 4 effortless goals in no time when
the other expected thing happened...my shoes fully lost grip on the
ice, and i fully face planted and split my wig. As soon as I picked my
face up quickly from its hard contact with ice, the expected stream of
blood came gushing forth from above my right eye, and I bled my way off
the ice, leaving a rather thick trail of blood in the snow and on the
ice behind me. It looked rather like someone had hunted and shot a
deer. Anyway, Chinese people rushed to my aid in a frenzy, and I
eventually got to a hospital and received 8 stitches. The real drama
of it was actually figuring out what the doctors were telling me,
especially for the care of the wound afterward. That's the part that
made the hospital adventure so long. In the end, everything worked
out...my eye is fine, and I can use the scar to tell new people I meet
a story about how I beat up 5 guys with one arm, haha. Overall,
Haerbin was a really great place with excellent food, adventures, and
awesome scenery. Go in winter between January and March, and you won't
regret it.
That's the end of the trip. I hope you didn't fall asleep
reading this really long account. For more details about my trip and
my learning experiences in China, especially my reasons for returning
earlier than planned...well, you'll just have to suffer a conversation
with me. That's what I love anyway, spending time and having
conversations with you, my friends and family. So, do me that favor,
and I will regale you with plenty of Chinese lore. I'm very excited to
return to all of you soon, so please do find me when I'm back. I fly
in this Saturday, February 3. Start penciling me in after that, hehe.
Signing off from China,
Dave | | |
| Hello all,
So here I am a month later. I can't believe I've been here for a month already. The days have passed rather slowly though, it seems. I think much of this had to do with my adjusting and settling into life in China. Also, I haven't really begun working full time either. However, that's all about to change. When I first arrived, I deferred my position at Suzsoft because I wasn't quite sure I wanted to jump into the 9-to-5 routine so quickly. However, after assessing all of my options, I've decided to stay on board with Suzsoft.
I know what I want to get out of being here, and Suzsoft offers me those things. I could make a lot more money doing freelance English teaching, but I didn't come all the way to China to teach English and make money. The lesser pay is something I was prepared for...I consider it an opportunity cost. I came to China to do 2 things:
learn Chinese language and culture, and gain valuable business knowledge and experience. Because Suzsoft is an IT firm staffed by Chinese people, working there allows me to get accomplish both goals. So, I'll be teaching English for Suzsoft and also doing project management. I've only been in and out of there thus far, so I can't say what projects I'll be working on, but I do know I'll be learning alot...especially because my current knowledge about IT and related
services is zero, haha. Once I get my feet wet, I can let everyone know exactly what sorts of nerdy (yes nerdy, just my style) projects I'm working on.
Anyway, so what about the fun and nightlife in China, you ask? It's not a crazy party everywhere you go, as many of you might think. However, they have fun here just the same as anyone else. There is a bar street called Shi Quan Jie, where most foreigners hang out and drink. Most Chinese people don't make enough money to go out and
drink, but it is common to find them drinking with friends in the streets. Plus, I'm sure they don't like having to dodge the guys on bar street that very aggressively try to persuade passersby to sample their prostitutes, haha. I've met a lot of interesting foreigners and characters in these bars though, so it's been fun the couple time I've been out. Last night I went to a Halloween party, which was a pleasant all-you-can-drink night for 100RMB (roughly $13). So I
definitely had my fill. The party also included everything from salsa dancing lessons, to limbo, to musical chairs even. Then my friend and I somehow ended up at some after party with the host, this black guy named Drew who hosts a tv show on CCTV9. A bunch of us piled into a van and went to his Crowne Plaza Suzhou hotel suite. They had bottles of champagne and we raided the mini bar. Then we all went clubbing, and we were like his entourage, and more bottles and things were bought. It was an interesting night, I felt like I was in P Diddy music video or something. So basically, the night life can get as crazy as you want to make it.
But I haven't been much of a partier out here. I'm here to accomplish goals...maybe I'm actually growing up, haha. I wouldn't quote me on that fully just yet though. So those party nights are really a rarity. I mostly occupy my free time with studying Chinese. I've also been planning a trip to New York to visit Nate Lee and to experience my first New Year's Eve in Times Square. I'll also be meeting up with my lovely girlfriend Ina there, so I'm excited about
that trip. I'm even already planning my tourist travels in China that I plan to do before I leave here. I'm also becoming my father's son because I've taken to making itineraries, not nearly as detailed as my dad's always are, but that fact that I'm even doing it is funny. I'm becoming more like my dad every day, and I'm not really sure whether I should be happy or scared about it, hahaha. But all in all, if I turn out to be like my dad, then I will have become a great man...so I guess it can't be that bad realizing that I'm turning into him.
Wow, I didn't realize just how much I've written already. I guess I'll leave it at that for now. I'll be eagerly awaiting any of your responses, so that I can get a little taste of home from all of you.
æ±Ÿå¤§å« over and out
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| As the hour approaches for my departure to China, the anxiety and the excitement within me are battling each other, and my head is all twisted up between the two. I do know one thing though: this move is something I need to do. And I know why. I have become too complacent in my life here. Throughout my life, I have become used to being constantly on the move, always in the midst of change or flux of some kind. I think that having always gone to schools a pretty good distance from home (enough to keep my home and school life, and associated persons, always separate) has created a disassociation within me. This detachment has molded me into a person who seeks new avenues for everything--friendships, relationships, parental figures, jobs, etc. Then something happened in college where I became comfortable. The flux was no longer necessary, and I came into my own. I thought I was happy. However, I got complacent as a result of my stability. I became someone I did not want to be, a person who rested on past laurels, not longer living with the thirst for more...more out of life, more out of others, more from myself...just MORE. When I spent the most amazing 3 months of my life in Italy in the summer of 2005, I thought my vibrance and zest would be renewed, and it was for a time. However, as soon as I landed back in the States, stability--and complacency yet again--awaited me. I knew then that I was not long for this world, the life of ease and stability and sameness in Irvine.
I needed a spark. As I thought about the path my interests were leading me toward, I realized that another long vacation away from America would be just the thing. However, in order to instill that thirst more permanently, I would have to leave for longer, and I would have to go somewhere even less comfortable and stable. After much thought and research, I rested on China. I don't speak Chinese aside from a few phrases, I don't have a large group of similar people waiting to befriend and assist me, I'm just about as far from America as one could be, I can jumpstart a career in business in a very economically viable and country that is expanding at a blistering pace...the table is set.
The truth is...I'm not happy. I'm not happy with the life I've been leading. I must admit that I feel like a liar, in that my life is a lie. What I have accomplished in the past few years, I have done by striving for the minimum. Yes, the minimum, probably the most shameful thing I could admit to myself. Due to excellent parenting (and the genes they bestowed upon me as well), I have considerable natural talent and ability. This I know. Why, then, should I be anything but abhorred for having led such a life as to accept a minimum effort for myself? Much like any rational person, I hate regrets. I believe they are acceptable though, so long as one learns from that regret and moves forward accordingly. I have not done so, and thus I have many regrets for which I have accumulated much shame and discontent within myself. Quite nearly my whole life, I have been reminded of my accomplishments, praised and encouraged by peers and elders alike. I courteously accepted and even embraced such praise, all the time feeling the shame of the lie deep down, knowing that I was accomplishing very little in comparison to what I knew I could accomplish with a real effort.
No more. The lie is over because I've admitted it, to myself most importantly. Now, I simply have a lot of ground to make up. That lost time is lost, yes. Sad, very very sad. My fraudulent life is finished. My sincerest and deepest apologies to all of you, whether you knew it or not, whether I hurt you or not. All of it is finished now. I go forward. To make myself anew. This coming year, I must...MUST...accomplish so much. So much that I can make amends for my laziness, negligence, and fraud of the past, going back for I don't even know how long.
If you're reading this, then you probably care about me at least a little. And as such, while this is very serious, please do not take it as a manifesto of negativity and self-loathing. This writing is my own proof of my admittance of this epiphany (and each of my epiphanies has been just such a positive influence). And it is a positive affirmation of my reformation. I will be my parents' son. The one they always wanted to be fully proud of, proud for reasons greater than my being their son. Of course I want to be a better me for me, but I also want to give my parents all that they deserve for leading such remarkable lives. I have not appreciated and praised them enough, not by a long shot.
I'm coming, China. For me. For Mike and Yvonne. For all of you who continue to care, who continue to love a broken fraud of a man who has now sworn to make more of himself. | | |
| somewhere along the way, it happens. what is it? life. sure, it's a sad realization that your carefree days of childhood and growing up are behind you. and yes, it's a tough grip taking the reins of responsibility solely in your own hands. although i've been veritably financially disconnected for a long time now, i'm only now realizing, on the eve of my semi-permanent departure to china, that i'm really having to make my own way. the wheels are in motion.
i'm both grateful and frustrated over my current complacency, stuck in the limbo of remaining in my comfortable cali lifestyle with no real work and massive window of very free time. i want to spend time with people i won't be seeing, but i'm held back by the golden rule. every time i'm proud of having forged my own way through college, i'm also woeful of not having lots of money to do the things i want to do. i never had money growing up, but my ambitions then did not require the same type of funding that my ambitions today require. my position in china will not be one that garners great wealth for me, but it is means to an end. i will have to continue living a fairly frugal lifestlye, but my intangible wealth will grow exponentially, and hopefully my employable stock will spike nicely. the wheels are in motion.
i'm surrounded now by people i love and who love me. the real friendships i have made here in college will last throughout my lifetime, and i have a number of friendly acquaintances that i truly appreciate as well. however, all of the truly great things in life come from sacrifice. leaving all of this comfort and friendship behind will be difficult, but this sacrifice is leading me toward the paths i believe my life should be taking. i hope to forge new friendships abroad and shape a new aspect of my personal growth, while not forgetting who i am, where i came from, and who nurtured me along the way. i pray to God for the strength to do all of this, to learn and grow and find whatever is out there for me. with the help of God and my own ambitions, the wheels are in motion.
i'm really going to miss you all. i don't plan on losing touch, but it's definitely going to be a softer touch. those of you have helped shape the person i am today, thank you for guiding me to set my wheels right before they went into motion. china or bust, baby! | | |
| hey xanga...it's been a while. i'm more into reading than writing now, i suppose. also, i feel like nobody really writes well anymore on these things. however, of my xanga friends that i subscribe to, there are only really 2 i ever salivate over: drew mccrary and jenn alandy (jenn being the better of the two by a slight margin, considering that her writing always speaks directly to me). anyway, since i feel that my writing does not cause reading-anticipatory salivation, i have decided to write much less. for this entry, though, i felt inspired, as i do sometimes, by those survey questionnaire thingies. if my writing can't coax great thinking or mouth-watering enjoyment, i'll just use it let people know more about me. cuz i enjoy reading these things about people i care about. anyway, once again, i have stolen this from the voluptuous victoria wang, who i coincidentally stole the last one from. so here goes:
1. Worst damage you ever took in a fight?
triple kick to the face that left my jaw misaligned to this day (during a martial arts tournament, not a street fight)
2. Most money you ever owed a utility company?
none, i pay my bills on time (learned it from my scrupulous and highly intelligent father)
3. Last time you got kicked out of a bar?
hogue barmichael's for giving alcohol to an under-ager
4. Longest time you slept in a car?
a long time, maybe 6 hours +
5. Most messed up nickname you've ever been given?
crotch molester
6. Worst job you ever had?
telemarketing
7.Shortest job you ever had?
tutor for some company i don't remember, cuz that's how short it was
8. longest romantic relationship?
1.4 years, rounded off to the nearest tenth
9. Shortest romantic relationship?
what does romantic mean exactly...in any case, several short ones
10. Food you'd eat until you puked?
not sure about the spelling, but i'll do it phonetically: ono kawk sweh (burmese food, most delicious food ever); also, cyclone cookies n' cream ice cream by breyer's
11. Food that even looking at makes you puke?
none really, i'm not much of a puker
12. What music saved your life?
sublime
13. Person you miss the most?
my sister jennifer...i'll always wonder
14. Worst movie you've ever seen?
white chicks
15. Best movie you've ever seen?
tough one...i'd say 3-way tie: braveheart, the last samurai, return of the jedi
16. Best restaurant you've taken a date to, or have been taken.
luxor steakhouse
17. Ever almost die?
maybe once or twice...i don't really notice
18. Ever fist fight a member of the opposite sex?
no, but i'd really like to sometimes
19. Best place you have ever lived?
SAE house 4th year
20. Worst place you have ever lived?
near newport on placentia and 15th for a month with sam vazin and jb's parents, haha...long story
21. Bad habit you have?
sitting around on my ass too much
22. Noise that makes you want to punch people?
stupid girls blathering on about retarded gossip
23. Your favorite tattoo?
honestly, my cousin anna's tattoo on her back just below her neck (it's a cool-looking heart encircled by a musical staff with the first few bars of the beatles' song "anna")
24. Least favorite tattoo?
OC stars...god, i hate those things
25. At your poorest, were you a Ramen noodle or mac 'n' cheese aficionado?
mac n cheese...but my poorest is still my life now
26. Most money you have ever spent on a single meal?
$130, well worth it for the "big night out" at the melting pot
27. Best gift you ever got?
digital camera from my family cuz they actually put thought into it
28. Best pet you ever had?
burrito, my mini daschund...may he rest in peace, and may the coyote that ate him (and he fought against him valiantly, by the way) die of gonorrhea and rot in canine hell
29. Ever run from the cops?
thought about it, but no
30. Money or love?
i'm gonna be having both, so no worries
31. Where did you take your default picture?
my aunt pat's house
32.What exactly are you wearing right now?
hapa m.i.x. club t-shirt, blue adidas b-ball shorts, blue/white stripey boxers
33.What is your current problem?
money, always money
34.What makes you most happy?
the chase
If you could go back in time and change something would you?
of course, everyone would...and anyone who says they wouldn't is a damned liar...but i would go way back and involved myself in everything from tap dancing to swashbuckling and everything in between
Name something obvious about you:
i am a cocky bastard
Name a song you're listening to?
u2 "vertigo" cuz it was on at the end of the episode of entourage that i'm watching
Any celeb you would marry?
heidi klum, vanessa marcil, kelly hu, the hapa chick from mission impossible 3
Name someone with the same birthday as you?
melinda ly (exact birthdate, to be precise)
Ever sang in front of a large audience?
yes, several times
What do you usually order from Starbucks?
white chocolate mocha
Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?
yes, i usually get joseph gordon levitt (kid from 3rd Rock from the Sun and 10 Things I Hate About You), but i've also gotten russell crowe a bunch of times (i don't agree with it though)
Do you still watch kiddy movies or kiddie TV shows?
of course
Do you speak any other languages?
burmese, spanish, italian, and the slightest bit of mandarin
What magazines do you read?
maxim, stuff, popular science...but none of them regularly
Have you ever ridden in a Hummer limo?
yes, last new year's
Has anyone you've been really close with passed away?
yeah, my best friend andre from grade school
do you watch mtv?
not anymore
What's something that really annoys you?
stupid people, and the word "anyways" (with the 's' at the end, it's not a friggin' word, people!!!!!!)
Current location:
leather chair in livingroom at johnny's place
Eye color:
dark brown
Do you get along with your parents:
yes, now that i don't live with them anymore...except that since i've left, they've been going on the most exotic trips without me
Are your parents married/separated/divorced:
married
Do you have any siblings:
1 older brother
Ice cream flavor:
cyclone cookies n cream, and my absolute favorite but they don't make it anymore: ben and jerry's kaberry kaboom
Do You...
Sing in the shower:
yes, and damn well too
Write on your hand:
occasionally
Call people back:
yes, i'm not a phone person but i'm getting better at it
Believe in love:
i'm coming around
Sleep on a certain side of the bed:
not really
Wear glasses or contacts:
yup
Have You Ever...
Worn braces:
no
Broken a bone:
yes
Had stitches:
nope
Taken painkillers:
no, not even recreationally...barnacles
Gone SCUBA diving:
yes!
Been stung by a bee:
no
Slept with your contacts in overnight:
pretty much every night
Thrown up in a restaurant:
not that i can recall
Been to overnight camp:
haha no
Sworn in front of your parents:
yes, they're ok with it now
Had detention:
yeah, except at Loyola it was called 'JUG' (justice under god)
Been called a bitch:
little bitch, maybe
Been called a stank-ass mongoloid elf-tit lookin' sonofabitch?
no, but i would both applaud and be speechless if i ever were
Who/What was the last...
Person to call you:
max leavey...oh that whole calling back thing...i gotta do that for max
Person you hugged:
my girlfriend ina
Thing you touched:
these keyboard keys, of course
Thing you ate:
curry in a hurry, followed by some extreme moose tracks ice cream
Thing you drank:
ocean spray cran-apple juice
Last thing you said before going to bed?
"i shouldn't have driven home just now" | | |
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