Thursday, September 30, 2010

On the Way to Work

Lately, I've been biking to work for several reasons.
  1. So I can get to work.
  2. For a little extra exercise.
I somehow got way fitter in one week. Last week, it took me sixty minutes to get home. Today, it took me forty. I shaved off twenty minutes. cheese.

Anywho, on the way here, I saw some fellow cyclists. Two Mormonese fellows. It was a rather pleasant exchange of words.

Me: Excuse me. :-j) (mustache me)

Mormon 2: no problem. (|:-) (helmeted Mormon)

PostScript. I just realized that I've been spelling "mustache" wrong the whole time. I spelt it "moustache". Peculiar...

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Tuesday Night Study Night Blog Entry

A Conversation (or a short story, whichever you want)

Characters:
President of SMI (Sexual Minority Institute for Gays, Lesbians, and Transgender People)
Richard The-Emperor Chung

President: So we will set up a new institute for sexual minorities.

Richard: How about Larry and Steve

President: F*** you.

(Larry is a pedophile. Steve is a necrophiliac.)

__________________________

A Quote

"I think all women should marry pastors. And I think all men should be pastors." - Anonymous

__________________________

The abortionist movement decided to have a debate with the non-abortionist movement. In order to make themselves look cooler, they called themselves Pro-Choice and the opposition Anti-Abortion. Everybody likes "pro-", no one likes "anti". Very strategic. But how about this?

Pro-Choice vs. Anti-Baby-Killing

President (also a pro-choice advocate): F*** you.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Welcome Back Glee


"Female football coach, like a male nurse. A sin against nature."

Best line. Ever.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

A Conversation and a Game

A Dialogue?:

Terrance: I am very observational. :-)

Me: It's observative, you idiot. >:-jO

?: it's observant...

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Also, one of my professors played the Truth-Truth-False Game with us where you have to state two truths and one false fact about yourself. His were the following:
  1. Top 2% of his college. (He attended Michigan Tech, majored in Chemical Engineering)
  2. In highschool, contemplated suicide.
  3. Committed a crime that was investigated by the FBI
Half the class, including I, voted for number 1 as the false statement. The other class voted for number 3.

The true false statement was...number 2. I know, nobody got it right.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Technology and Friends

(only time one ought to text)

I've decided. I'm going to try everything I can to never text in the midst of friends ever again.

Today, a speaker came to Biola to talk about technology and junk. One thing he said stuck out to me: "In this day and age, technology is helping us get closer to those far away from us. And it is also helping us push those close to us far away." (paraphrase)

I was like, "whoa. That's so true. :-jo" (this is moustache me)

I've thought back at the times when I chilled with friends where it literally felt like I was close to them when they weren't with me. Whenever we chilled, they'd be texting someone else. And whenever I was at work or something, I would text with them, probably while they were with some other friends. I don't have these kinds of friends anymore because I didn't think these were healthy friendships.

Anywho, I think even if you're physically there, if you're mentally absent via texting someone else or something it is a) extremely rude and b) an awkward moment generator. I don't like either one of those so I'm gonna try to stop.

So, if you text me and I don't respond it's because I'm with friends.

And in case you think I'm being rude by not responding to your text and making you wait 4 hours for a response, HOW DARE YOU THINK THAT THE TIMES OF MY FRIENDS ARE LESS IMPORTANT THAN YOURS! I'LL CUT YOU!!! RAWRRRRR!!!! >:-jO (angry moustache)


Thursday, September 16, 2010

Guns and Talks


So today I've been talking about guns with Shingosan, who is going to be a popo (police officer), and one thing struck out to me as he was explaining to me all the crazy guns that were out there.

That thought was this: there really is no point in the existence of guns, except to inflict violence on people and continue wars. Ok. maybe not continue wars since you can easily kill a man with a sword or Shaolin Spade, but it certainly makes killing a lot easier.

To me, guns are a symbolic representation on the fallen nature of this world. It sucks. Peace and Love yo. Peace, Love, and Christ.

I think I've matured enough now to let things like this disturb me a little bit.