as i promised….
HEAVY METAL WEEK!!!!!!!

Father once spoke of an angel
and in sleep she sang to me
i used to dream she’d appear
that voice which calls to me and speaks my name
here in this room she calls me softly
somewhere inside… hiding
my angel of music

i have a major project due soon… and u can tell that i really dont wanna doit.
working on this project makes me feel… like my life is over. i’d rather die. no, i’d rather
sit through a sermon in KOREAN!!!!! no, FREAKIN HINDI!!!! i dont care, just anything but
this freakin project!!!!!!

so what man. i’ll freakin bite your neck and suck ur blood. but… i dont really like the taste of blood.
cuz this one time i got a nose bleed and i thought my nose was just running, so i sniffed really hard and
i swallowed a glop of blood. it was freakin nasty. so i’d probably just suck ur blood, then spit it out.
the only blood i’m drinking is freakin blood from a 2999999 oz. filet mignon.

this is my sexy bitch. her name is lana (bitch = female dog)

this is my bitch peeing. she’s still hot

naturally framed

this is where i spend countless hours of…. studyin…. jk… playing games and such. Amen
i’m a sinner and i deserve death

past friday was my last day of class. i’m gonna miss it

broom ball. look at hannah’s stance

she’s not joking. this is her real stance

he needs a beat down… and in the process of gettin some

see i told you. the sun is not as cool as the moon

i see a red door and i want to paint it black…

i gave this baby a hit of my joint and she said “DAMN!!! THIS IS SOME GOOD SHI……”

i gave this fat baby some rum and coke and he said “DAMN!!!! THUMBS UP!!”

every body and their mamas know that i’m fascinated with vampires
this song is about the undead. it rocks

and for my angel of music

sevants bow…
you bow too low, yor are useless

Canon 70-200mm L f.2.8 IS @ 200mm, f/4.0, 1/750sec ISO 100

its almost there…

listen to her voice… it sounds like a twirl of sweet
cream and candy cane. i can melt over and over again to this

its that time of the year again.. i wish i was in high school again so i can go to Knott’s Scary Farm
and have fun with my friends….
now that i think about it… i’ve only been there once and it wasn’t that fun.

this is exactly how i feel… i hope it ends quick and then you can cry for me

doesn’t my temporary desk really look like a teacher’s desk?
well… its cuz it’s really a teacher’s desk, i’m just borrowing it for 2 months.

HOT DAMN!!!!!!

Canon 16-35mm L f/2.8 @ 16mm, f/2.8, ISO 800, 1/60sec

i’ve had to have a little “talk” with my fifth grade class. they’ve been out of control lately
so i sat all of them down and had the “serious” talk that i dread giving.
this is how the conversation went

me: “you know. i think i’m a dummy for playing with you guys…”
them: “what do you mean mr. song?”
me: “well, i like you guys so much and i enjoy you company so much that sometimes i think i’m
        more of your buddy than a teacher… maybe i’m a bad teacher.”
them: “no mr. song, we think you are cool and nice!!”
me: “well, my first priority as a teacher is to teach you guys. thats what i wanna do. i really dont care
       if you guys like me or not, but i can’t help it that i like you guys so much…”
them: “mr. song we like you too!”
me: “well then… can we come to an agreement? i’ll keep on playing with you guys during recess and
       lunch and in return you guys show me a little respect and quiet down during class… do you think
       thats fair?”
them: “mr. song, we’re sorry, we didn’t know we were being disrespectful… we’ll listen and be quiet”

(this is where all my acting lessons from college came to play)

me: “wow, thanks guys, now i really wanna teach you guys and have fun with you guys..” (i put my head
      down for like 10 seconds to add to the drama)
them: “…. we’re sorry mr. song….”
me: “ok… lets continue with the excretory system”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH SUCKERS!!!!!!! after that, they were quiet all day and it was awesome… damn i rock

MR. SONG = +1
them = ZERO

me: what’s ur teacher’s name?
nephew: mrs. Jahn
me: is she white?
nephew: no she’s peach
me: hahahahahah

i’ve decided to post up an interactive game for my fellow readers. i shall call it…

WHO’S BUTT IS IT ANY WAYS?!??!?!?!?!?!??!!?
WARNING!!! I DID NOT TAKE THIS PICTURE!!!!

so… guess who’s butt this is!!!
please choose from the following

a. Susan “i cry because i wasn’t home        b. Somi “her mom wants her to lose
               for like a month” Park                              weight but she won’t” Ko

c. Mimi “my hair is as big as texas” Yang    d. John “i am brian’s bitch/slave” Lee

e. Ed and Jay “combo package C”            f. Hannah “she’d make a great slave… i mean
                                                                                 wife” Lee

g. Esther “i look like a little boy” Lee          h. Brian “Fury” Song

i know you guys are wondering who’s butt that really is. but you’re all just gonna have to wait…
until NEXT TIME!!! YAYAAYAYOYOYOYOAYOAYOAYOAY

zion

for a long time, i’ve wanted that special somebody who makes me feel that special feeling
well, now that i’m old and beaten up, i know now what love isn’t
i have a new perspective… or an old one… love… between a man and a woman dont exist
i haven’t seen proof. but i know what works
laughter and compatability. beat that with a baseball bat and call me uncle

so we had an “international day” at school. all the kids brought flags that most represented their roots.

as you can see, this little japanese girl wore her kimono and brought the japanese flag

as you can see… what the hell?

Lilly. cutie.

Mel and Hanni

Mel

Melissa, cutie

after much consideration. this is the song that i wanna lose myself to today