Went out with friends this past Friday. Found the club no-where near full since there was an event happening somewhere else in the city and the girls weren't out.
The friend from out of town had wanted to go clubbing but it seemed like a dead end with no eye-candy. But then we spotted HER sitting across the way. She had her hair done, her make-up perfect, a miniskirt plus matching top on and the sexiest high heels.
Legs crossed and on her blackberry, it wasn't an exaggeration when I say EVERYBODY IN THE FUCKING CLUB WENT UP TO TALK TO HER. EVERYBODY. Not a 'figuratively' or 'metaphorically', it was 'LITERALLY' everyone in the club had gone up to her to try to pick her up. I have DAMN high standards and I gave her a staggering 9 (at the VERY least!) out of 10! I don't give 9s. And hardly ever any 8s. The highest anyone has made are not so memorable 7's.
One of the girls with me, being completely straight, urged me and my friend from out of town to go hit on this girl, purely for her entertainment, of course. my friend was like 'nuh-uh' she had a girlfriend.
Usually I am game but I gave three reasons on why I would not play this time:
1. "look at her. She has her hair done, her make-up's immaculate, she has fucking sexy ass legs and fucking sexy high heels to match. she is BEAUTIFUL. And she is OBVIOUSLY straight and very lost."
2. "IF she is gay, she probably wants a super-butch cuz she's super-femme."
3. "Or, she's probably looking for a super-femme too, and I am neither really butch or femme."
(I realize all of these are sweeping stereotypes and I shouldn't make them, but I was making them because of my own insecurities and giving myself excuses not to hit on her lol)
I've been out gay-clubbing before, COME ON. And I am not down to get my ego shot to hell since it looked like hot girl was turning down everyone.
But then I look over and this woman WAY below hot girl's level of hotness was trying to hit on hot girl. Even the guys in the club (gay or straight, I dunno) were hitting on this girl! And I thought, wtf, I'm not letting some ugly person hit on her! ...I am very competitive and a bit of a schoolyard bully. I dislike the unpopular kids who try to rise above their status by sticking with the most popular kid lol. And plus, she didn't look too comfortable with the way the person was leaning in to her.
so I go up to her and ask her if she's alright and offer her an out by offering to buy her a drink at the bar. She's polite and nice, but she dismisses my drink offer and I was like hahaha... shot doooooown.
Ah well.
Go back to my friends. But my straight girl friend decides that she's not pleased with the results and goes over to ask the hot girl if she's lost. Cuz we defaulted to my explanation which was, hot girl is a straight lost girl. Tried to stop her, but stopping drunk people was never my forte.
But my friend came back saying that the hot girl was kinda weird... which other people had told us too since one girl chatted with us and we found out that the hot girl had been here LAST week and just sat there shooting people down, too.
So my friends decided they wanted to go dance and I was fine with that idea so we go and dance. Minutes into dancing, I was dragged away from behind and noticed, HOT GIRL had come for me! So I ended up chilling with her and god she was so weird. lol. But the hot-crazy scale came into effect and I stuck with her cuz she was so damn hot.
And it was a seriously ego boost. The hottest girl in the entire building comes up to YOU when she's been shooting people down left and right. And everyone is sorta giving you a dirty look and I've won this unspoken competition. One of these days, my competitive nature will kill me.
While we hung out, I apologized for my friend who might've offended her and this was how the conversation went:
me: sorry if my friend asked you weird questions.
her: hm?
me: I said sorry if my friend was being weird and asked you weird questions.
her: what?
me: the white girl.
her: who? You know what, don't worry about it. There are a lot of people... and everybody in this club has come up to talk to me. It's fine. (this was all said in the most off-hand way possible. She seemed SO USED TO people coming up to her she was CASUAL about it.)
me: well. Everybody came up to you, but you came up to me so I must be pretty special. (if she was gonna be egotistical, I was gonna match her lol)
her: well, you were nice to me.
me: I'm SURE no-one was mean to you here.
her: You're also cute.
me: ...I am pretty cute.
her: and you're also sober.
me: ??? ...most people go for the drunkest bitch in the room. (at this point, I start worrying that she's after my liver)
So we ended the night with us making plans to meet again, but by then she had been weird enough that when she made an appointment with me for sex, in my head instead of the sex she implied, I heard 'tea party with imaginary friends and stuffed animals'. She also made this appointment on TUESDAY, which is... strange. I'm sure people get propositioned a lot but when people want it, it's usually RIGHT AWAY. But she was so damn hot I was like 'whatever! go with the flow!'
I won't go into detail about the strangeness of it all but just that she was surprisingly vacant and seemed weirder than most anybody I've ever met. And kept biting and sucking my neck like we were in a badly-written-book-that-shall-not-be-named. And she ignored my friends' existence. Totally made it seem as if nobody else existed. lol
So she takes my FACEBOOK name so she can add me (who does that? facebook? seriously? only children do that... which made me fear that I might be on an episode of to catch a predator), and when I ask if I could get her full name too, she blatantly tells me the name she gave me was a nickname. Which is not a REAL name. And assures me that she will add me and I'm like 'yeah, whatever' cuz now I'm just weird-ed out and totally think she's trying to steal an organ or my wallet. lol. I am paranoid.
I look around, don't see my friends but since she hasn't really seen what my friends even look like, any of the people looking at us could've been my friends. So I lie and say I see my friends want to go and I need to leave. So I say a hasty good-bye, round up my friends and get the hell out of dodge.
So what we learn from this story is:
I freak out about shit even though I brought it all on myself. And I would stay in a situation I was not comfortable in if the person is hot enough.
Point of the whole story, though:
I FUCKING FOUND A 9!!!!! You know how hard that is for someone like me, who has standards?! This is the first 9 EVER that I remember giving! I called people INTERNATIONALLY to log my find with them! From body to face, she was absolutely positively BEAUTIFUL! She was just crazier than a can of crazy string!
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Seems like I never thank people... But I've decided to stop being so damn ungrateful and show some love. This is inspired by my new jacket that makes me look like a Japanese wangsta. lol.
Thank you thank you, thank you. To all of you who send me presents from across the world. Who see that I want something and surprise me and send it to me because you all like to see me happy, for some reason. Thank you for your candies, for your cds filled with goodies, your music, for your box of tissue from across the ocean, your small dangly phone straps, your custom t-shirts, your hats, your ballin' jackets, your shoes, your necklaces, your toys and collectibles, porn that you think I would like, naked pictures of your girlfriends (-_-;) lol, your books, your cards, your hearts and your SOULSSSSS. lol
Thank you for clothing me from head to foot, for feeding me, sheltering me and for the love that you show me. Thank you for wanting to see me enough to take time off and insist on traveling from wherever you may be to see me. Thank you for your web calls, your pictures, your talks, your entertainments, your free rides, your chances, your forgiveness, your patience, your kindness, your jokes and various other things that I might not have listed cuz the list is damn long; but rest assured, these things are no less appreciated.
Thank you for putting up with me when I'm irritable, annoying, selfish, mean, distant, impatient, angry, frustrated or frustrating, boring and when I'm cruel and insensitive. I have so many faults that I am aware of but you put up with me and very gingerly care for me anyways, lol.
Thank you to all those who are still here and rarely do I feel blessed, but I feel blessed to have people like all of you in my life. A shout out to all those that aren't here that have shown me all the kindness you could while you walked the earth and since you guys have left, your presence is missed sorely and I treasure your memories to the deepest part of my black heart.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I feel y'all should pat yourself on the back. I'm afraid to tag people cuz I'm pretty sure I'll miss out on SOMEONE so lets hope the people who know, read this. This applies to people all over the world, so I hope y'all feel a warm glow.
No, it's not radiation. It's LOVE. lol
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A two-parter dream. One part was me in a heavily-infested zombie area, trying to get away. Think 'The Walking Dead'. There was little to no-one alive and I was in my washroom and there was a baby in my bedroom on the bed and two zombies making their way slowly towards it. I started pounding on the door, attracting the zombie there and slipped out the other door, slipped through the connecting passage that was NOT walled up (yes, my room has a real secret passage through my closet, lol), grabbed the baby and hid in the washroom.
Then I dreamed that that was ALL a dream. A premonition dream. Cuz now I was in an un-infested area and we were all in a restaurant and talking about the news about zombies and nobody was believing it. But there was a pretty woman in the corner and everybody wanted to dance with her but she looked... odd. And I knew she was a zombie and I sorta watched in horror as people danced with her and she had no reaction and let people swing her around. It wasn't until her second dance partner that she took a chunk out of the person's neck and that's when everything went to hell. And then I woke up for reals and thought there was a real zombie in my room and didn't move. lol. It's been a while since I've had a half-way scary dream that I was still stuck in even though I had woken up.
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| Date: | 2011-03-31 11:17 |
| Subject: | dream log! |
| Security: | Public |
So that's what my livejournal has become lol
I dreamt that I was in a warehouse and there was all sorts of machinery stacking stuff, taking stuff down, etc. But I was high up looking down. And then there was a car that went barreling through the warehouse taking people and machinery down. lol.
For some odd reason, right after, I was in a classroom and Oshima Yuko was there too. She had a job after class as an office lady.
And then I saw a baby german shepherd and I was about to buy it.
:(
I want to continue sleeping. Dreams are so easy.
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| Date: | 2010-12-20 10:15 |
| Subject: | Haha |
| Security: | Public |
Has this become my dream journal or what?
Well, I dreamt that I was in Sai Kung in Hong Kong, in my boarding shorts and a tank, standing in the shadows of the sun.
Boo hoo hoo... Why am I in cold and dead Canada?! :( I miss Asia like woah. But... if I go back, I think maybe I'll be pissed off with Asia in general too. lol
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It was all over :( 2010.10.10. That's when they decided to shut down my night in Namba.
Good times.
I want to go there again and see everybody, man. I really do. I miss the people, the atmosphere, the drinks and especially, the dancers. And of course, the one dancer I'm gonna miss like nothing else and still miss now.
My heart is breaking, honestly.
Time to drown my sorrows! CHEERS!
boo hoo hoo hoo :(
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I dreamed that I was back in Japan at the right time to go to that certain club I love in Namba. Oh joys of joys. And I could see the person I want to see dancing like the world was on fire. :P
And I thought of all the people I partied with and I was just so happy cuz in the dream they were back there with me and jumping to the music.
Then I woke up. hahahah. Reality, oh, how you laugh at me. :(
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Dreamt I was living on a planet which was mainly water (which... is like earth. But when I mean mainly water, I mean even travelling from point A to B, I'd have to swim or take a boat. No cars.
Our planet was constantly being invaded by other people and we would be fighting. I had knives and would be using them but then the invaders thought I would be able to use them. I stabbed one of them and tried to scoop out their lung. It was kind of a disgusting dream... Like even though I was doing it and saying I could kill people, I was freaking out.
Then the invaders had aliens invade THEIR planet and they had a whole buncha refugees crash land on our planet. We had to put them up and give them food and plan out a strategy to defend against these aliens.
It was a rough dream and I overslept. lol
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WTF.
Last night, my uncle decided we would eat at this restaurant where the chef is his friend. FUCKING HORRIBLE FOOD!!!
I have to say, I'm pretty damn picky when it comes to my foodstuff. When I don't get what I want, what I ordered; I'm gonna be pretty damn pissed off. When every dish set before us is a CHICKEN dish, I'm gonna be pissed off.
When it's Lunar Festival and you don't have anything good for me to eat, I'm gonna be PISSED. When we go to this same restaurant THREE FUCKING TIMES even though EVERY TIME we say it's bad and then my uncle and mom surprise me AGAIN with this god awful restaurant, pisses me off.
Never going to that fucking restaurant again.
Sorry, I give no face when it comes to food and food service. I refuse to eat anything that I don't like. So last night I went hungry. I would rather starve for a day than eat something I don't like. Some people might say 'oh, be grateful you even have food' and I am grateful... but I am not some third-world orphan that has to settle for less. I can afford good food and so can my family so when they decide to go to shitty restaurants cuz the chef passed my uncle a couple of mooncakes, that's bullshit. That's a horrible bribe for someone to come to a bad restaurant and stuff themselves with bad food.
How bad was the restaurant? Lunar festival... and the place was empty cept for a few tables. THAT'S how bad.
Heads up, people: Don't go to the Chinese restaurant on the second floor of Pacific Mall. That's some bullshit right there.
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Dearest livejournal,
I've been cheating on you with the facebook note function. Also, been rolling it at ff.net and posting tons of new stuff. Also been scamming away with that floozy twitter.
I still love you though, LJ. You know it's true, baby.
I feel like such a fool, I just walked away... it just don't feel the same. BLAME IT ON THE RAIN, it was fallin' falling! Blame it on the STARS, they shine at night! Whatever you do, don't put the blame on meeeee!!!
Milli Vanilli. lol.
But yeah, I think I left my heart in Asia. Or at least my peace of mind.
I realize I really don't mind the lonely and being surrounded by people is some times unbearable. I miss things but when I get there, I dunno if I'll continue missing it or want to leave.
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Livejournal, the place where I can geek the hell out.
So results are in for AKB48 elections... fucking popularity contests.
DUNDUNDUN!!! ELECTION RESULTS!
MAEDA ATSUKO BUMPED OFF TOP SPOT!!!!! Oh noesssss!
Oshima Yuko stepping up to the plate as NUMBER ONE!!!
Shinoka Mariko, coming in gracefully as third.
And my clumsy crybaby, Takahashi Minami is #6, which is still pretty awesome.
<3 <3 <3
I'm really in total shock about the upset. Oshima Yuko won by 597 votes... Atsuko fans, what the hellllll!
But I still frickin' love Maeda Atsuko. It'll be hard to adjust the image in my mind. I've always called Maeda 'face-girl' and '#1' and Oshima was '#2'. Now I gotta switch it up -_-;
The marketing strategy for AKB48 is DRAGGING ME INTO THE ABYSS. Oh man. I'm just... in total shock. Not so good cuz I'm at work and freaking out quietly alone.
OMG, I need help... >_
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I enjoy listening to people who are downtrodden, angry, isolated and confused, but so intelligent and trying hard to fight and understand and not accept useless platitudes.
Thank you for fighting FOR your self-worth, thank you for not giving up.
Thank you for fighting, nameless woman on the radio. Thank you for sharing--your story is inspirational.
Child abuse is never okay. Emotional or physical, abuse is NOT okay.
This is a public service announcement. :D
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Richard Dawkins calls for arrest of Pope Benedict XVI
Arrest the pope! lol. Gooooo incendiary atheists! :D
Mr. Pope, you SHOULD be arrested. For telling us to turn a blind eye to the crimes your staff has committed on innocent children, for you, yourself turning a blind eye, for terrorizing the young victims into fearful silence, for putting your institution BEFORE the people your institution supposedly serves... you deserve to be arrested.
I don't believe in a hell personally, but if there was, I do wonder, Mr. Pope, if there isn't a special place for you there that you so gleefully condemn others to.
But hey, maybe we can be roomies if we're down there together! :D You can have the top bunk, closer to Jesus! I'll take the bottom where the whores dwell. :D
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| Date: | 2010-02-19 00:10 |
| Subject: | Why? |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: |  determined |
Because willful ignorance should not be tolerated, concessions should not be made, no quarters should be given.
Never be satisfied with what you know and understand there are limits, but only those that you and Time have set.
Even if everybody believes a lie is true, a lie is still a lie. And finding out afterwards you defended something that wasn't true, without seeking the truth yourself... ask yourself what injustice have you performed that has been done in the name of that lie?
Never be satisfied with a default answer; NOT KNOWING isn't the problem, but PRETENDING to know and insisting you do without concrete proof, IS.
When you are wrong, don't continue being wrong. Admit your fault and better yourself. Understand the universe you live in because there is no proof that you will have a second chance and there is no greater waste of your time then being cooped in a house full of superstitious bull and not wanting to see for yourself, experience for yourself and understand.
Don't just passively accept answers: Find them. Find out if it works, experiment, question, explore, wonder.
Question your life, never accept anything lying down. Will you go with the flow or swim against the current? Sure, it's hard. But will you sacrifice everything you hold true for the path of least resistance?
Will you comply and go with the lambs to the slaughter? Or do you know better and understand that the Shepherd is not your friend?
If someone asks you a question and you do not know, just say "I don't know".
Then go out and seek.
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LoL. Because it sorta describes me quite a bit, though I don't really trust personality test results at all. It is funny, though, how they say I like arguing hahaha:
Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving
by Marina Margaret Heiss
Profile: ENTP
Revision: 3.0
Date of Revision: 26 Feb 2005
"Clever" is the word that perhaps describes ENTPs best. The professor who juggles half a dozen ideas for research papers and grant proposals in his mind while giving a highly entertaining lecture on an abstruse subject is a classic example of the type. So is the stand-up comedian whose lampoons are not only funny, but incisively accurate.
ENTPs are usually verbally as well as cerebrally quick, and generally love to argue--both for its own sake, and to show off their often-impressive skills. They tend to have a perverse sense of humor as well, and enjoy playing devil's advocate. They sometimes confuse, even inadvertently hurt, those who don't understand or accept the concept of argument as a sport.
ENTPs are as innovative and ingenious at problem-solving as they are at verbal gymnastics; on occasion, however, they manage to outsmart themselves. This can take the form of getting found out at "sharp practice"--ENTPs have been known to cut corners without regard to the rules if it's expedient -- or simply in the collapse of an over-ambitious juggling act. Both at work and at home, ENTPs are very fond of "toys"--physical or intellectual, the more sophisticated the better. They tend to tire of these quickly, however, and move on to new ones.
ENTPs are basically optimists, but in spite of this (perhaps because of it?), they tend to become extremely petulant about small setbacks and inconveniences. (Major setbacks they tend to regard as challenges, and tackle with determin- ation.) ENTPs have little patience with those they consider wrongheaded or unintelligent, and show little restraint in demonstrating this. However, they do tend to be extremely genial, if not charming, when not being harassed by life in general.
In terms of their relationships with others, ENTPs are capable of bonding very closely and, initially, suddenly, with their loved ones. Some appear to be deceptively offhand with their nearest and dearest; others are so demonstrative that they succeed in shocking co-workers who've only seen their professional side. ENTPs are also good at acquiring friends who are as clever and entertaining as they are. Aside from those two areas, ENTPs tend to be oblivious of the rest of humanity, except as an audience -- good, bad, or potential.
http://typelogic.com/entp.html
Hey, if you can't follow the basic rules of debating/arguing, don't frickin' play with me cuz it's not my fault you're dumb and get your feelings hurt when I point out your low IQ. hahahah
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My day affects my nights too much.
I've been really interested in reading the news about the boy that got attacked by the wildcat(puma?) and rescued by his dog.
My nephew has also been just talking bout trains all the time.
I had a dream where I was being attacked by a cougar and trying to hop on to trains. weird.
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I had a conversation at yum cha with this woman about... dundundun... RELIGION!!!
Why do I keep getting myself into these types of convos? Possibly cuz i hate the fact that people just bow down to that great mighty beast 'religious tolerance'. I don't tolerate stupidity and stupidity=religion. Don't talk like you're privy to some kinda extra knowledge or you're part of a special club when you talk about religion cuz I'MA TAKE YOU DOWN!!!!
How this conversation ended?
me: so what you're saying is that, you don't go to hell because of your DEEDS but because you don't BELIEVE in God.
woman: Yes. So no matter how many people you kill, if you believe and repent, you can go to heaven but if you're good all your life but don't believe, you still go to hell!
me: ...wow. And now you've just convinced me AGAIN why I absolutely don't believe in something so evil as 'God'. And why I would never subscribe to the faith even IF this 'God' is real.
If I actually believed in a heaven and a hell, I'd rather go to hell. I think Lucifer had a pretty damn good idea. God is a fucking ASSHOLE.
Why am I so against religions, especially the Judeo-Christian mythology, you ask? I removed myself from that faith because I do not believe, so it should have little impact on my life, right? WRONG. There's a whole buncha crazies out there making bad decisions based on their faith and infringing on MY right to be free of their bullshit.
So if they wanna preach at me, I'm gonna tell them to their faces that they believe in fairytales and worship a mass-murdering, egotistical, self-serving monster that they created themselves cuz they were too lazy, too stupid and too afraid to think outside of the little box they had been shoved in.
Why do I sound angry? Stupid people make me angry and I can't abide by them.
Why do I keep talking about this? Cuz someone has to instead of saying we should tolerate this stupidity.
This has been a public service announcement: Don't tolerate stupidity. Fight the evil mind-numbing effects of religion. Use protection and stay safe!
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Some good examples of fucked up casting?
Recently, "Avatar: The Last Airbender" - Why are there so few Asians cast in the Asian-influenced Avatar universe? I dunno. But I have a sneaking suspicion it's because predominantly white Hollywood is insecure about the fact that Asians are so much fucking cooler than whities are.
And seriously, did NOBODY learn from the horror that was Dragonball? Casting a white actor as a character that was supposed to be Asian?
And don't forget about "he Forbidden Kingdom. What the hell, that movie gets a white lead? Cuz obviously, Jet Li and Jackie Chan aren't good enough leads.
It makes me really sad, especially knowing there are probably a lot of damn talented Asian actors out there vying for roles that would go to white folk, just because of the colour of their skin.
The excuses are great, really. "We're just representing the demographic!" FUCK YOU. Asians are BILLIONS strong. I'm not just talking bout East Asians, either. We are fucking taking over the WORLD. And YOU are talking bout representing the demographic? Please.
Lets forget about all that, though. This isn't about representing Asians in the media (Though it would be great if we could get more of us out there), it's about being true to the story. The fact that you would warp the story so you can continue to live in your little white fairytale land where everyone is pasty like you is WRONG.
Yes, I'm angry.
I just really want to watch stuff and not have to suspend my disbelief to outrageous limits. It's just like I wouldn't expect Shaq to be played by a little Asian dude in a documentary about Shaq.
What the hellllll. Why is the world so fucked up that I can't enjoy a movie without having to analyze why the fuck the supposedly Asian-looking fellows in the cartoon are white when it's been adapted to film?
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Who wins at choosing the winner?
I DO.
How do I know I win?
I just won $20 for picking the right one. BOOYAH.
I have the BEST eye for pretty girls! :D
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Is it bad that one of the reasons I like it is because at the beginning, Keri Hilson takes off her shoes as soon as she enters the house?
Does that make me really Chinese? lol
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