i don't understand how people think that they can be all insightful on xanga.  it's a stupid "web journal" that you can't write everything down in.  i mean, sure you can make things private but still.  the public entries start to try too hard to be insightful and it's just retarded.  "yeah, i realized this and i felt as though blah blah blah"  BULLSHIT.  what makes you think that what you have to say actually matters?  what makes you think that people will actually read what you're writing?  do you really think that you've learned life's lessons because you're in high school/college?  do you really think that you know enough to write all that and be confident about it in a couple years for you to say "yeah, what i wrote as a teen/early 20's is still true".  i HIGHLY doubt it.  everyone evolves and it's done gradually.  for you to think that you know all things and feel so compelled to write about it in you xanga is rather FUCKED UP. 

while i'm on the topic of annoying xanga posts, why the FUCK can't you spell or use correct grammar?  "i met my boi yEstUrdai n we ate tacos!  bai!"  wtFFF???  umm..  how old are you?  you fobby asian piece of shit.  you aren't cute.  cut the crap and spell like your english teacher wants and expects you to.

i went to watch gothika with brandon, demi, erin, and claudette.  slightly shamefully, we were the LOUDEST in the whole damn theater.  why?  b/c funny comments were made during the movie, either by myself or by erin.  which i'm sure annoyed the people around us.  and the movie in general sucked so much that it was funny.  so i laughed.  alot.  outloud.  LOUDLY.  which i know is bad.  but that's how bad gothika is.  only good part?  hallie berry stars in it.  so here are some links that i found about movie theater etiquette to remind me of the unfortunate gothika experience.  http://homepage.mac.com/john.25/writing/articles/etiquette.html

http://www.intoliquidsky.net/site/articles/0801_movie_etiquette.html

these are two that i found funny.  but still relevant. 

i don't know if you know this about me but i don't like asians too much.  they're either fob-y and don't undertand the social decencies of americans.  and they're superficial.  and kinda gay and weak.  or they're born in america but they try too hard to be asian.  they're the type to have something stupid like "lilazn something" as their screen name.  they think they're some kind of thug.  oohh..  i'm so scared.  go fuck a tree.  so, where does that leave me?  i don't really know.  i think i'm an americanize asian.  sometimes i identify myself as an american-korean.  also, i'm going by stereotypes.  so that's not the best basis of people.  and i'm generalizing.  some asians are ok.  they're also the asians that are cast aside for being "white washed".  in hs, i was bashing a couple "white washed" ppl.  but at the same time, i was bashing the AP group.  so i had a small group of friends.  ah well.  that's the complicatedness of hs.  also, lots of asians are so touchy.  they hear a "racist" remark and fly off the handle.  they jump up and down yelling "no fair no fair!!  you racist!!"  i can understand if it's ment in a truely racist way but if people are joking about it, then fine.  i laugh.  b/c lots of times it's funny.  but margaret cho making fun of her mom is kinda mean.  b/c it's her mom.  anyways, when people make fun of black southern baptists, crazy mexicans, etc, everyone laughs.  but if they make fun of asians, OH NO HE DIDN'T!  whatever.  go fuck a tree.  if you have no sense of humor, i don't need you in my life.

i should be doing a paper or reading or writing christmas cards for the people i'm exchanging gifts with but no.  i'm updating.  why?  b/c it's a nice way to procrastinate. 

here's what i did for thanksgiving.  i went home on wednesday.  then i watched the end of DOOL.  yay!!  i got to watch a full hour of DOOL!!  then i went to the DMV w/o jihae.  why?  b/c the DUMMAS was sleeping.  so i couldn't take the carpool lane.  then i get there, realize that i need $12 for a replacement license, HAUL ASS to a gas station (i think it's chevron.  with techron.  whatever.  i don't like them..  except for right then when i got money from them), and got back to the DMV before the doors closed at 5pm.  it was about 4:45ish when i got back.  me being a dummas didn't bring a book.  so instead, i folded origami.  which was boring so i eventually fell asleep.  only to be woken up by my drool falling onto my knee.  which must have been lovely for my neighbors.  when i woke up, i realized that my number had already been called.  (what time was that?  oh, i don't know...  6 FUCKING 30.)  then i go to some lady who was at the desk but wasn't helping anyone.  she was just sitting there.  that fucker.  WORK DAMNIT!  anyways, i'm not bitter toward the dmv.  no..  i LOVE the dmv.  those bitches.  anyways, i get everything taken care of, go to the old marine veteran who, whenever he sees me (and obviously forgets that i've been to that dmv enough times to recognize him) that he was in korea during the war.  I KNOW.  unneccesary information for a grumpy, tired, hungry person.  then i get home, eat.  mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm  kim chee jigae..  then fe wants to do something.  i tell her that she can come over and keep me company while i prep the dinner for thanksgiving.  she says no.  debby goes out with jong though.  and jae is just kinda there.  i make the brine and prep the potatoes for mashing.  i watched it on the food network.  why?  b/c they had a turkey week for 2weeks.  i also make a pumpkin cheesecake.  b/c it's thanksgiving and you need pumpkin.  and i like cheesecake.  but..  jae doens't like cheesecake, jong doesn't like pumpkin, and i like both so whatever.  i made it.  it's dessert.

thursday, i wake up about noon so i miss the parade.  big whoop.  then i shower, come out, and uncle rick is talking to appa and jenny is in the kitchen learning how to make mandu.  i stick the turkey in the oven and help make mandu.  it just isn't thanksgiving w/o mandu.  around 1 jake comes over to help make the mandu and uncle rick and jenny leave for the annual ziesler frisbee golf.  jake was supposed to go but said no b/c mandu's THAT impt to him.  (i agree.  well, the mandu and turkey.)  then jong realizes that i did alot of the dinner so she gets pissy and wants to do something.  so i make her in charge of the salad, mashed potatoes, and stuffing (stove top).  while i go on an emergency safeway run, jong mashes the potatoes, blah blah, i come back and i add some sandra magic to them and they're ok.  then she makes the salad, yells at me for getting "cheap" salad dressing (hey now, she didn't pay.  i did.) and i make the stuffing.  then i make the gravey, we sit down to eat, appa takes pictures, we all find out that i cooked everything salty.  SORRY.  god.  so i added too much salt to EVERYTHING.  sorry.  then appa, jong, jae, and i go to watch elf.  appa said it's a stupid movie but the three of us thought it was funny.  appa just doesn't understand will ferrell.  and inji came over at some point. 

friday, i wake up, go run some errands, then get a call from demi to meet her to go shopping.  we get our kris kringle gifts and little gifts for everyone.  all in all, a fairly successful shopping trip.  then, we went to union square in sf.  we meet a bunch of demi's hs friends there.  then we go back to her house and have a turkey dinner.  then we wrap her gifts and by that time, it's nearly midnight so i decide to go home.  i come home, and jong and jae went to nancy's so i had nobody to play with.  but later, they come back and inji comes over.  she eats.  b/c that's what we do.  we eat.  then she slept over.  that saturday, fe, debby and i meet up.  jae comes for some tung kee too.  mmmmmmmm  tung kee.  #1 and #28 mmmmm..  and #23...  anyways.  we go there, they're giving out desk calendars ppl!  GRAB THEM!  so coolio boolio!  then debby, fe and i went to watch love actually.  i think it's ok but there's too many couples.  they could have eliminated a couple of them and the movie would have been a bit better.  since the ppl became connected by the kid's play, might as well use only the couples that will eveuntually directly connect to the play.  but whatever.  some parts were cute though.  then we go home b/c debby has to meet chieko and fe has to hang out with her gma.  so i go home to an empty house.  i check the tape in the vcr for dool.  b/c i programmed the vcr to tape it while i was out with demi.  and told jae not to touch the vcr during dool.  and she KNOWS when dool is b/c i've been watching the show since she was in maybe the 3rd grade.  and the time has NEVER changed.  so i don't find it on the tape and figure that jae switched tapes and i don't know which one it is so i quit looking and watch some old episodes of dool.  when jae comes home, i ask her which tape it's on and she says "oops.  i was watching the OC then".  ........... fucker.  i NEVER get to watch full episodes of dool at school so i want to watch them when i'm at home.  she then says "you should remind me.  you know i have short term memory loss."  no she doesn't.  she's just a retard. 

umma and appa went to a christmas party.  the silicon valley korean american association christmas party.  in NOVEMBER.  they saw alex hull there.   ugh.. that name gives me the chills.  he went on the atkins diet and lost a bunch of weight.  i don't agree with that "diet".  i will never eliminate food while trying to lose weight (again).  which is also why i don't understand anorexia.  you're gonna starve yourself?  mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.. no.  deprive your body of all that yummy goodness?  mmmmm.. no.  claudette's definition of bulemia i understand.  eat all you want, barf some out, and eat more.  i mean, since you barf it out, you have room in your stomach for more food.  the only thing stopping me from doing that is the sour aftertaste.  the aftertaste doesn't go well with any food i choose to eat after barfing. 

then sunday, i went to church.  it was lead by a pastor from a mt. view chinese church.  but he's korean.  he's just married to a taiwanese woman.  anyways, his sermon was interesting.  i liked it.  more so than some of pastor steven lee's sermons about giving money to the church.  every week.  then jong, umma, appa, and i went to biwon (secret garden) for lunch.  i had jajang myun, jong  had jangpong, umma had yukejang, and appa had bibimbap.  all good.  we all shared with each other.  mmmmmmmmmm  kakdoogi..  yummy.

somewhere inbetween all the happenings, i talked to darlene, erin, and claudette.  which is good since i don't talk to any other uc'ers. 

so there's my thanksgiving weekend for you.  and if you got down this far, my god woman (man, depending on your gender...  and for the sake of my sanity, there's only 2.  not 14) get a hobby.  my weekend wasn't THAT interesting.  i suggest days of our lives.  or crochet.