Are your parents terrorists?

Cause baby, you're the bomb!

Several questions:

Is consensual rape an oxymoron?
Because you can't rape the willing....

Why is it that the people with the most pride are the ones that contradict themselves the most?
An almost Cambodian American person who's personal page is full of cambodian pride (flag, song player, background, paragraphs worths) has a defaulted picture with his fingers in the LAO formation. I usually don't care about this stuff but its a big contradiction and it just bothers me. I don't care what you have pride in, but just make sure you can back it up.

Why are advertisers so smart?
If you don't already know, Danimals yogurt came out with the "crush cups" in which you don't need a spoon to eat the yogurt. By mearly "squeezing" the sides of the cup, yogurt flows to the top, thus satisfying our eager hearts, because we all want to break things and we all want to eat things. I just had my first crush cup and it was...not what I expected. I bought a four pack for a dollar. Not that bad. And the cup is like a tea party cup, but a little smaller. Not only does it require squeezing hard at times but yogurt gets stuck at the bottom. (not cool)

Lastly...If a big tree falls in the woods, and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
I think so! This question just randomly popped into my head while I was in the lunch line today....weird.

TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES

I have an slight addiction to anime series and a subtle obsession of television series. I cannot continue with anything unless I watch the series in order and if anything is spoiled to me, I will feel really disappointed.

Anime series I'm watching: Bleach.
Television series, respectively: Charmed.

I am watching these shows at the same time, while still trying to maintain Dollhouse, Real World: Brooklyn, and I Love Money 2. And on April 8th, The Duel 2 on MTV is coming on. Also, America's Next Top Model and American Idol is being kept on a weekly basis and Survivor: Tocantins still needs to be updated.

I am a TV addict....and the sad part is the fact that I watch them all ONLINE.
Sad? I think just a little bit.

I have so much time on my hands. I remember I finished Buffy and Angel in 3 months. It was a disc set. And keep in mind that Buffy had 7 seasons and Angel had 5. I have TOO much time on my hands.

I also finished The O.C, which was also amazing. :]

Oh my god...I'm being turned on technology and television shows.

Euphoria.

Listing all the great things I did today.

I think I did well on both my tests in physics and geometry/trig.
Was named MVP of defense in floor hockey
Was complimented on my asking of questions at an AP conference.
Learned a new word.
Finished my powerpoint project.
Participate in a play/musical and had fun while was given props for playing the character up.
Took a shower after sweating in that horrid auditorium.
And last but not least, I got lucky. Can you say...fellatio?

Anyways, I'm clean, and not sweaty, and I'm hungry. Imma go buy something from the corner store...
Until then... <3

Jesus shook my orange juice.

Uhm, the title is a quote I recently said.
I drink at least one 4 oz orange juice a day. Sometimes its sweet, sometimes its bitter, sometimes its warm, sometimes it makes me fart...but anyways, I love orange juice. [SUNCUP brand. I think its imported from Brazil]

Anyways, I wanted to talk about something. I wanna talk about how when my friends cry, I cry. I want to talk about people who think its all right to include themselves into other people's business. I want to talk about people who have no affiliation with whoever whatsoever think its all right to make decisions for people who don't want their input on anything. I want to talk about friendships that die after a friend or you learned something of the other and stopped being friends. I want to talk about people who push your buttons, and after they push them all, they think its okay to do it again. I want to talk about people who interpret shit wrong and then causes drama and other things to happen. I want to talk about how its easy to get mad at the people you love. I want to talk about how you say one thing, but mean another. I wanna talk about you being so fake, and how, its so stupid that you have to put a facade on to hide how you feel about everyone around you. I want to talk about how...I can't look at you the same anymore.

Everytime I hear your problems, it makes me wanna cry. How can someone so genuine and so nice and so beautiful be so miserable, distraught and depressed? It doesn't make any sense. You shined so much light on my life and it hurts to know I can't do the same. Only if you stopped crying, I would cry. I love you, in every sense, because you deserve love right now. <3

If you aint in the AB, ABC, or ABCD conversation, and each of these letters represent a person in a convo, THEN GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY BUSINESS.

Again, reiterating my last topic, if you are not a part of anything that doesn't have to do with you, back the fuck up and let the people running it do their job.

If you and a friend were friends, on any level, and then you heard something about them or you learned something about them, and it was negative, and you decide to drop them as a friend...you are scum. It doesn't matter how they are, or what they are, if you can't even look them in the face and see how letting them go as a friend, hurt them, you are scum.

I have this friend. His mother is a "bitch" most of the times. But although she has authority, she doesn't know how to use it. I mean...who is that destructive to their son? If you love someone, regardless, nothing should matter and you should treat them finely.

"Fucking bitches these days". Interpret that. And tell me that it isn't ambiguous or vague. It could be towards a group of people, or a single person directed to a group or it could be you. In any case, don't assume anything. When you assume, it makes an ASS out of U and ME.

Quote: "It's always easy to get mad at the people you love." I don't know who said it...but I agree 100%.

When you say one thing and you do or mean another, you are the biggest "contradict" in the world. I hope you can carry the weight of the world on your rusty ass shoulders bitch.

Although you really don't "blog" per say, you'll never read this. I think you're too full of yourself to read, truth or fiction. And you are scum and a rusty bitch so it doesn't matter.

I can't look at you anymore. I tried...I just can't.

fuckin' bible pushers.

Okay...I feel special.

THIS IS MY FIRST OFFICIAL RANT.

Anyways, today, in my last period, Spanish 4Honors, I randomly read something about this painting of the seven deadly sins. So then I asked my group, "Hey guys...if the seven deadly sins are part of Christianity and people who preach Jesus and such have PRIDE, one of the seven deadly sins, are they committing sins?"

Everyone seemed to be listening in the class of 14.

I go to a predominantly Christian school, but there isn't much enforcement. There is the notorious bible pusher who seems to be a suck-up and no one likes, a married Conservative couple who think cynically about gay and premarital topics, and then there's this spiritual female who stands up for EVERYTHING she believes in. Honestly, there was an AP conference I heard about and she had the audacity to state her name and school and tell the speech-giver that they were racist. Inappropriate race-card pulling moment.

I had class with the IRCP girl and she stared me down really hard. My friend had to text me to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

Honestly, I couldn't care whether your religion was Satanism or if you were a Republican. I don't care. I don't judge and I don't have too much pride in anything because PRIDE IS A PILL YOU SOMETIMES CAN'T SWALLOW. If someone has the audacity to think what I say is wrong, I would like them to say so, so I can either say "SHUT THE FUCK UP" or "I'm sorry, my mistake", because being stared on for what I can say is the same thing as me staring you down for being a bible pusher...

im hot; youre cold

simply put....

im hungry.

my blog will not be abandoned and i dont think there ever is a time to DAILY write in a blog.

so yeah....

oh and i dont have a music player. i wish i did.
im very miserable without one....

and kissing and fucking sound sooo good right now.

this is random.

and "i can never look in your face the same".


i wanna do tennis after this week.
"I MAY LIKE MY CHARDONNAY BUT I WILL NOT DIE ALONE, WHICH IS MORE THAN I CAN SAY TO YOU".

alliSONS

First thing I want to say is: Allison Harvard and Allison Iraheta. Two of my favorite girls on TV! On Wednesday, I look forward to America's Next Top Model 12 and American Idol (results) and my two favorite girls were in the bottom two/three! What the hell is this? Gladly, Harvard was saved. But I'm watching American Idol now, and I have faith that Iraheta will stay :]

Scrap, I love you. You don't need people that will just keep you in opposition and "the dumps" because you are a strong person and no one can bring you down. [except for me! LMFAO. INSIDER] But yeah, I hate to say it but fuck 'em. I don't know if they can sense what they're doing to you, but if they can't, screw them.

And I read that one of my "friends" still can't afford college. I hope you get to go college.
DOT. DOT. DOT.

Hug.

This blog is dedicated to two people.

The first person...you know who you are.
The person that I sorta miss but dont know.
The person that kinda left me tehre but doesn't seem like it.
The person I was infatuated with.
If you read this...give me a hug.
Unexpectedly, come up and give me a hug.
And although others might not like this, I very much would.
I'm starting to miss us being friends.

The second person...you know who you are.
My homie, my scrap, my bestfrannnn, and my coolie.
You are worrying me.
You usually are online and stuff but I think today something must've happened.
I'm worrying because your BLACKberry is like...your baby.
Why would your baby not show you're online?
Could it be the demonic lovable mother or the anxiety caused by someone else?
Talk to me scrapdoodle, and I'll give you...a hug.

Rope length

Everyone I love or is dear to me is an inch of rope.
This rope usually is used in a tug-of-war match with my family, jump rope with my friends, and a restraint for my school work so I can focus, but lately...this rope has been tied around my neck.

And every problem or sadness or disruption causes my rope to go up towards the sky. It all like a simile really. My friends and their happiness goes up in flames as my rope goes up towards the sky.

I feel hopeless. I'm like in a Jigsaw trap, especially like in Saw 5. People are bound at their necks reaching for a way to get out of this situation. And every time they try to grab the key and find a way out, I'm watching them struggle. And I can feel their pain... And its heart-wrenching.

I cannot believe I am powerless to do anything. I've tried...believe me. How do you help someone when the more you know, the less you can help?

OOPS!

How could I forget to blog everyday?!

Its horrible.

Oh well....As soon as I get my grades back up, I'll start to blog again.

Or if something totally BIG happens.

:] Later.

Insomnia

I havent written my prom fan fiction in a while.
Once I get all my work done, I'll start to write it.
Prom is in 3 months and I have a date.
And I feel like crap because I haven't been sleeping well.
I think that there is someone who is keeping me awake.
...and the more I think about it, the more I want to sleep.

But the question is...how do you sleep when the same someone is on your mind and is keeping you awake?

My knees

I was in Tae Kwon Do class yesterday and we had to jump onto this padded pole and over this platform and land and roll. I did it on my first try but it "broke" my knees. My knees hurt so so bad! Since I'm Asian American, my parents know where were the nearest oriental market was and bought therapeutic heat patches. They work so well. I can feel the heat on my knees right now. Bad part...I kind of have hairy legs and the patch is adhesive so....when I have to take it off, it'll hurt like a bitch and my leg hairs might be taken off.

And I had to walk up and around flights of stairs today too....OH NO.



Speaking of my knees, I'm horny. No, I won't do shit on my knees but I would like to have someone to make them tremble or something....something.

When you see my face...

HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL, HOPE IT GIVES YOU HELL.

Anyways, I'm single. I've been thinking about this for a while because the person I was with said we could still be friends and such and today, I saw him, and guess what? He didn't say a thing. Not a goodbye, not a hello, not a nod...

But I'm over it. Now that I'm single, I can grind on whoever I want, kiss whoever I want and do whatever I want, and I feel good. Except for the hole in my heart saying "OCCUPY ME WITH SOME CHOCOLATE, PIZZA, EGG ROLLS, OR EMPANADAS." Of course, each of these foods represent the race a person is. Right now...I'm in the mood for chocolate. I think for the simple fact that big lips are a turn on, and because, not being racist, most African American males have GREAT bodies...I think I'm craving chocolate. And plus, you know what they say...



ONCE YOU GO BLACK, YOU NEVER GO BACK!


when you see my face, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell :]

I think its ridiculous...

There is that one person in your life that fucks up their own life.
Doesn't matter what they do, but they fuck up their own life.
And then no matter how hard they try, they never cease to realize that their already fucked up life, will never be able to be fixed.
I'm so sorry for people like that, but seriously...when you and your already fucked up life adds things like lies, drama and a facade, then I become extremely cantankerous.

I have this friend.....not even a friend...more of like an acquaintance...who was at the party last night. Mostly everyone was drinking. He overstepped his boundaries by helping the girls out and not the guys, touching the girls (only like breast wise a couple times), and was the only one in the bathroom while they were puking or washing off. In the most perverse way, he violated my perception of this person who was my friend.

And then when I approached him, he denied everything. He DAMN WELL knows what he did. A smile on your face when your hand accidently slips onto another female's breast isn't proof enough for your bitchass? I cannot stand people like this.

Another thing, he took a video of the birthday girl kissing, grinding and dry humping another girl on a pool table and put it on Youtube. What the fuck? Don't put that shit and make it public...
And he labeled the girl who was with the birthday girl, his "wifey". When labeling someone a wifey, indicated affection and strong friendship. She was his first love and she does not like him anymore. He was a tool, a person who was clueless when being used, and he mistaked it for true love. I can't stand back and watch him obsess over a girl who broke his heart and has no intention of getting back with him, and let him dry hump and grind with the girl, when she's drunk.

And it also that my homophobic friend, supports me, but doesn't support anyone else. He was at the party and totally broke the bottle we played spin the bottle with on purpose when he say two guys kissing. It's a motherfucking game. It's a motherfucking rule. God....

I'm just......a little mad...

Fun. <3

I had a really great time at this party tonight. I didn't drink and it made me really sad when my friends were throwing up. That's why I never drink. There's so much to do at parties other than drugs and booze. Anyways...I kissed a lot of guys and a lot of girls at the party during spin the bottle. I love the face a guy makes when he kisses. (regardless of orientation or not) <3 It was very fun but I lost my voice. :/

That is all.

Prom Raked Our Money

PROM.

That was the highlight of every conversation. That was the highlight of every senior's conversation. Plus, even if it wasn't, couples were a part of every conversation.
"Who's with who?"
"He had sex with who?!"
"She....WHAT?!"
"I would never have thought they liked each other..."

It was like an episode of Gossip Girl mixed with the O.C.

High school is starting to end for me because I'm a junior who has to see his senior friends leave...it isn't fun at all. :/

My life is a story.

Can't you agree? Your life is one big soap opera or "episode" and you just don't understand why...but it keeps your life interesting but complicated at the same time...yet you still like it as it is?

One of my goals is to be able to write a book that is not a continuing series, but can be taught as a "school" book. (And be on the Real World of course)

Wish me luck. <3

(and shout out to Mr. McCrea. You my scrap)

To make everyone happy.

This one is going to be short.

To make everyone happy is the one thing I would love most in the world, but since, I can't...

where does that place me?

Unexpressable

I had something on my mind today. Lately, I've been having "unexpressable" feelings. What are they you must ask? Self explanatory, I feel like something is about to happen but not really...like a clairvoyant thingy, but not really. I feel like I have all these emotions and things running inside my head....

Some examples are...

For the most part, I feel awful that I didn't know my own parents were 50. (my mom's gonna turn it next month)

It feels awful that I forgot and it feels more awful that I think I'm a jinx and that if I say one of them might die on a blog, it might really happen. And if that happens, I could never forgive myself.

Anyways...I feel like I've been a bad son. Something happened that I won't say until a later time, that proves that I was a disappointment to them. :/
And even though we put it behind us, it still haunts me. And if they were to die, right, then I couldn't tell them how much they mean to me and that, in this very strict, somewhat religious family, I, the oldest son, is...gay.

I've been thinking about this for a long time. When do I tell them without breaking their hearts? It's a drastic time in my teenage life and I know its something that us three couldn't handle.

I have a little situation with friends. People that used to hate me or "not be cool" with me, are starting to come back into my life. I love my friends. I love my "scraps". (You know who you are) And if they come back into my life...it'll feel too weird. I know to limit my trust around them, but I don't know how to express this weird joy that they're my friends.

And lastly, I'm infatuated with my boyfriend.
As sad as to say I'm not fully in love with him, I am infatuated. He makes me feel good and he makes me feel whole and when we kiss (yes we kiss you damn homophobes), I lose myself and later in the day I can't focus. And I don't, for a minute, call it lust. How do I tell him he means alot to me even though we've only been dating for a short period of time?


Life's very complicated and to add on to the stress of school and family, I have more burdens to carry and I don't know if I can express them before its too late...

Something New

Hello. As my blog says, people call me Daveyy. I think that blogging is exceptionally cool and I feel kinda weird that its March 2nd, 2009, and I'm NOW just starting to blog. Better late than never, right?

So...what should I put into my blog? Maybe random tidbits of me? I think that's appropriate. I think I'll do ten. It's easier.

1) I love words and writing short stories.
2) I'm 75% Cambodian and 25% Chinese. [Asian....so so Asian]
3) I can put my right leg over my head.
4) I am almost a 2nd degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do.
5) I want to be a psychiatrist, but as of right now, am too lazy to be in school that long.
6) I love a good laugh and hearing catchy jokes.
7) I love reality shows and I would love so much to be on one.
8) I like R&B and acoustic and pop rock.
9) I have weird shaped ears.
10) I'm on a laptop right now. I usually will type on a laptop.

So yeah...that's basically it.
I'll probably be doing a daily blog...nah mean?

So yeah....dueces.