The Strangest Thing...

A lot of strange things happen to me but this is by far one of the strangest. I woke up and I was looking for food. And I found a meager portion of cereal in the cupboard with a meager portion of milk and I thought, "Sigh, I'll just finish it." and so I poured the cereal and the milk and I went to throw away my cereal box in the backyard when I see a box that's fenced. I was like, "hmm, what is this?" and so I went closer to it, and I seriously saw two chickens. Then, I remembered that last night, my sister told me that we had two chickens and I was just like, "whatever." I heard her, but I didn't comprehend the magnitude of her statement.

So now, I have two pet chickens and I think that they will serve as a good stress-reliever. Right when I saw them, I Kim-Chi squatted next to the chickens and I just stared at them for a while. I sersly forgot everything going on in my life right then and there for those few minutes. I think chickens are my favorite animal, and although I HIGHLY doubt it, I might have to think twice before eating chicken again. Again, I HIGHLY doubt it but still. You never know.

Life is Like a Box of Chocolates

Some are good.

Some are nasty.

Some explode.

And some make people happy.

Richard's Thoughts on The Dark Knight

I liked it for the most part but I didn't like how it was so long. I just thought that it was a bit dragging. Let's see, I liked the Joker, Two-Face, and that random black guy on the ship. These are my thoughts on the characters.

Batman - I have the same problem with him as everybody else. His voice gets kind of ridiculous. It was kinda ninda acceptable in the first movie but it is not so in this movie.

Joker - I love almost everything about him except one thing: he's dead.

Two-Face - I believe in Harvey Dent. But I think his story just made the story too long. I liked him but still.

Random Black Guy on Ship - This guy is tizzite.

Loving the Not-Beautiful

I realized that despite all my claims that all I need is a Beautiful and Rich woman to make me happy, it's not true. I saw a pretty grandmother status actress and I was like, "hmm, she's old and I don't want to marry her." So ye. That's that. I also realized that there was a whole other side to me marrying a beautiful, rich woman: She has to say yes. So I was pretty sad cuz I have nothing to offer except myself and for the beautiful and rich women I want, that is not enough.

And so I got to thinking about another topic in terms of marriage and that was marrying somebody not beautiful, at least physically. In order to marry, one has to fall in love. And if one falls in love with somebody not beautiful, then I think that is true love. Unless it's like an arranged marriage, or if the not beautiful person is rich, or if the person marrying the not beautiful person is even MORE not beautiful or something. Actually cross that last one cuz not beautiful people can actually trick themselves into thinking that they are beautiful.

Anywho, so if you love someone that is not beautiful, that I would venture to say that that is true love in the humanly sense of the word. So basically, if I marry, I will know that my wife TRULY loves me. hahahaha.

PostScript. I think that not beautiful people can actually make themselves a little bit less not beautiful by working on themselves a lot.

Examples:
Body: Be lean, not mean.

Clothes: Wear what fits your style, take into account your face and body shape.

Speech: Talk like your style. (see clothes) [I don't really know what this means but just do it]

Hair: If you're REALLY not beautiful, cover your face a bit with bangs or something.

Actions: Learn to sing or act or something. Become beautiful. If you become someone great, then your face will not be an issue. Your face will just become an icon and you are well off. You don't need to worry about your not beautifulness.

PostPostScript. I don't know when this post became like a living advice column for not beautiful people but it did.

Innocence

I think that the term "innocence" is very beautiful and pleasurable on the eye. But sersly, I hate it when people say that word. Any variation of it: innocence, innocent, whatnot. I hate it when people say it because when we say it, our mouths and hearts are so dirty and guilty, that the word becomes tainted when someone says it. Terms I especially hate: "she's so innocent" and stuff like that. I think that when we normal people say it, it's so ugly and full of dirtiness but once someone of a pure heart or something says it, it'll be so beautiful that I might cry. Like Jesus or someone like that. Ye. I hate it so much when people say it. Even pretty people.

It just sounds really ugly to me when people say it.

Missed Opportunities

For those of you who wanted to see my precious tears, you missed a chance. I watched I Am Sam today and the thing is, it wasn't that sad. It's just that Sean Penn was retarded. And Michelle Pfeiffer cried, which was arguably one of the ugliest things I've seen a decently pretty lady do in a while. I cried like Dakota Fanning (a little girl).

PostScript. Dakota freakin' Fanning. So much respekt. She's sersly like a 300 year old in a 12 year old's body. That's quoted from a fellow painter.

VBS for NaChimBizzle Church

After VBS for CPC, my current church, DaKimi's brasha asked me if I could help with VBS at his church, NaChimBizzle Church. I said yes cuz I like kids.

It was fun in general but these are some key events that happened.

1. Within the first five minutes of meeting my kids, a girl, Eun Mizzle, came up to my face and said, "I hate you."
2. I got soaked by a bunch of kids I didn't event know.
3. One of my boys left me for another group.
4. One of my girls, Gloria, asked me a grip of questions about whether or not I had a girl friend or not and I felt sad when I said no cuz it felt like they were looking down on me and trying to comfort me.
   
5. Some foolish child told me I had weird hair.
6. Same foolish child asked me if I had a unibrow.
7. And lastly, I had a fun time and I think my kids like me.
   

Ye, that's the gist of VBS the first day. If anything crazy happens I'll probably do another post. Peace.

I'm So Dumb, I Can't Believe It.

Because...

I'll tell you from the beginning. I woke up at five to get ready for work and all. Then I went back to sleep cuz I was tired. I blinked and it was six. I was late. So I got ready in like thirty seconds, literally, clothes and everything. I had everything in my hands, lunch, laptop, and such, and I walked out the backyard door. Except the door was closed. It was them glass doors and it was filthy but for some reason I couldn't see it. I collided with the door head on and I fell like two feet back cuz I jumped back after I realized I hit something. I couldn't cushion my fall with my hands cuz I had everything in my hands and so I fell on my hip luckily there was a random freakin' mattress for some reason to break the fall. I just laid there shocked and I stopped, assessed the situation and laughed. I opened the door, called myself stupid until I got to my car and I drove to work. I was thirty minutes late and so I snuck in. Only my painting partner boy noticed I was late. ye.

Feelings That No One Should Feel

There are times when I just feel awful from thinking about girls and like how they probably don't like me and how I'm a loser and just this depressing stage and everything. Like I've never been dumped but I heard some things about it.

Let's see, once I heard from a comedian that when you're dumped, you feel awful. But the REALLY sucky thing, is that the person who dumped you, thinks as little of you, as you thought of the people you dumped. Did you catch that? whatever.

But to me, that wouldn't be the worse thing. The worse thing would be knowing that you're not the only one feeling this excruciating pain and that there are others that feel the pain of rejection in their hearts. This kind of pain should be only something that you and you alone should feel, but there are others that feel the same thing you feel if not worse. Which sucks. That's just me though. I don't like how others can relate to me. I hate it. I'd rather feel it all alone.

World View Religion - Rice Monkeys

I finally posted it up on MySpace.com/RiceMonkeys so check it out. Honestly, if me and DaKimi spent like four more hours on it, it may have been better but whatever. I'm decently satisfied kind of at the outcome. There are parts here and there where it's like, "uh...no." but whatever. Check it out yo. And if you like, become fan on FaceBook. Rice Monkeys. I'm a fan so, just check on my facebook.

I'd totally post up the song here directly but I don't know how to do so. haha.

MySpace.com/RiceMonkeys

Things That Have Been Consuming My Life During Break

I have a couple:

1. Work: a total of ten hours a day/five days a week
2. Eating: a total of one-two hours a day/daily
3. Sleeping: a total of 5-8 hours a day/daily
4. Rice Monkeys: a total of roughly three hours a day/ this previous week

I'm done recording World View Religion. I'm going to post it up on Facebook and I hope that the Rice Monkeys have at least five fans by the end of the week. If not, five by the end of the month. Yay.