WHO WANTS SOME COUPLE SHOTS?!?!?!!!? I NEED TO TAKE SOME
SHOTS OF A COUPLE… LIKE THE PRE-WEDDING SHOTS. IF YOU AND
UR PARTNER IS INTERESTED PLEASE CALL ME OR LEAVE A MESSAGE

THIS SATURDAY AROUND 3 OR 4pm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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(i couldn’t help the blue)

i like noise now. gives it that “film” look.

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Dhan shot with me that saturday. he said the most jacked up thing to me

me: hey lets trade lenses, i’m tired
him: nope (and he ran away and hid in the bathroom)

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so back when i was in china, i was handed down a book by a british guy. i pasted a note in the inside jacket
of the book and it went something like this “im american suffering in china, i’ll leave my email address so whoever
has it can email me and let me know where this book ends up” something like that. then just this past wednesday,
i get my first email from BERLIN!!!!! YES!!!! here is how it went.

Dear Brian, I work in a used English-language bookstore in Berlin,
Germany, and I bought your copy of Howard Marks Mr. Nice today from a customer.
While he was in the store I had yet to read your message in the back
and he made no reference to it so I’m not sure of his story.  But you may be
interested to know that the book is now for sale here for 5 euros 50
and as we already have a copy of the book sitting in the biography section,
your old copy is going into the main stacks.  I hope you enjoy the news and
please feel free to email us back with any information you’ve gathered
during its yet short life and with any information you may glean in the
future.  Just so you know, the once-white cover has been sandied a bit
and the spine is showing some wear but overall, the little guy is in fine
shape.

Sincerely,

Jonathan Lutes

how crazy is that???!?!?!?!?!? i was so happy.

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so i went on a date to Steamers. i dont know how to explain it but when the music is playing
and i close my eyes, i can feel it. i can feel it pumping through my veins and i can feel it pumping
right through me. close your eyes, tilt your head back and let the music pulsate and weave a story
with countless beats and melodies that explode into million pieces. damn music is hot. my date
was awesome. hopefully next time, its with a girl.

now ladies and gentlemen the most influential jazz musician of the 20th centry

Mr. John Coltrane

  

so this guy…… has sex with        this girl, and now this girl is pregnant

she tells me that her baby right now is the size of a potato but her stomach is freakin HUGE
so i’m like… dude… if ur baby is only the size of a potato and ur stomach is that big… then
that means… ur just fat. so we all start laughing and this Elder from our church walks by
and starts hitting me and he says…

elder: (in korean) u punk, y are u being insensitive and y r u laughing at her?
elder: see, you have to b sensitive and treat her with respect…. (he then turns to her and says)
elder: so you’re about 8 months?
jie eun: uh…. i’m only 5 months

this is where i point at the elder and start laughing. of course everybody else is laughing and the
elder is embarassed. so he makes up some excuse as to how he hasn’t seen a pregant girl in like
decades and he forgot the process or some crap like that. it was pretty funny.

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so i took this pic cuz from far away, she had really nice feet. then i came home and
opened it up in photoshop and i was like DDDDDAAAAAAMMMMMNNNNN!!!!!

Guess who’s foot this is.

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i saw this girl in chapel and i was amazed how she praise God. i was captivated by
her facial expressions and i guess just her in general. i didn’t know who she was and i wanted
to keep it that way. but then i was explaining this girl to some UCI kids and they’re like
oh, you mean “a;lsdkfjlaif” (i’m not trying to protect her identity, i just really forgot her name)
and i was like DDDDDAAAAAMMMMNNNN!!! i didn’t wanna know her.
….um….. thats it.

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just an extra pic for the road

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ok this is a gun. i dont like guns but this is the gun the Counter Terrorists use in that
game Counter Strike. i like fake guns better.

and this song… for some reason, every time i’m walking, either to class or to church,
to the bathroom, to a funeral, a nursing home… where ever it is that i’m walking to,
this song plays in my head. you all know i’ve been trying to b really nice… and i have
to say, if you compare me to when i was in college, i’m like Smother Theresa now.
but who the hell am i kidding? i still have desires to yell at stupid chicks, kick babies,
and push old ladies down the stairs. i rock

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so i’ve been sub teaching for the past… day. but today, something really cute happened.
so there is this little 1/2 chinese 1/2 white girl. her name is OE*FHL#I. i was telling the 5th grade
class that i was in china teaching english to kindergarten kids for a year. after that that little girl gave
me oranges, chips, 1/2 her sandwich and she just smiled at me a lot. i thought it was cute.
then at the end of the day while i was on duty (duty is just when a teacher has to stand in the
front loading up the kids in their mama’s cars) she says “wa aie nee”. it was so dang cute so i say
back “wa aie nee”. (this means ‘i love you’ in chinese). so like 15 minutes pass by and her mama
still didn’t come to pick her up. i was getting tired so i crouched down next to her and this is how
the conversation went.

:LSDIKJF@#: do you wanna talk to my dad when me comes and picks me up?
Me: well… i dont know how to speak chinese that well.
SLD:KFJ(: he speaks english too!
Me: ok… maybe
S:LDKFJ(@: mr. song…. r u married (she points right at my nose)
Me: um…. no
SL:DKJF*: how come?
Me: um… because i dont have a wife?
:LSKDJF(U*: good, then you can marry me!
Me: um…

and then i just smiled cuz she was so dang cute

angels, answer me… are you near if rain should fall?
am i to believe you will rise to calm the storm?
for so great a treasure words will never do.
even as i breathe, comes an angel to their keep
surely, if this is, promises are mine to give you
mine to give…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

some say God doesn’t exist… i met him here. how are you gonna argue with that?

  

 

 

 

  

i went to go see her last night. she’s got a crystal clear voice. you can check her out at
http://www.myspace.com/gracejlee

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this is what my house looks like right now… it was spick and span clean until Jay came back
he just came, made a mess, and left. he’s a slob

so the story goes… the end

WARNING!!!! EDWIN IS NOT GAY!!! but… i coudn’t
just pass this up. notice the song… its the most “happy”
song i had on my CD collec… i mean, Ed’s CD collection

Behold!!! My toothpic of glory!!!

ooo, i like what i see…

i saw his toothpic~~~ i saw his toothpic~~~

ewwwww~~~ put that toothpic away!!!

awwww~~~ what a cute toothpic ~~~

thats right… now who’s ur daddy

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i was looking through my picture library and i noticed that i had a lot of
funny/homo pics of edwin… our pastor

mmmmm…. i like what i see

oh yeah honey!!!

….. uh…..

EL FIN

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i love driving at night… in the cold… with the windows rolled down and the heater blasting.
last night was one of those nights. i drove, and i was thinking… i hate thinking cuz its scary.
i’m getting old and there r so many things to worry about and i just can’t seem to find the
confidence knowing that it is not in my hands. i’m scared of getting hurt… just like every
single one of you, and i dont wanna get hurt… just like every single one of you. i’m excited
for this week, but scared outta my mind. expectations can lead to death. i should make a t-shirt
that says that.

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my little bro came back from missions a couple of days ago, he lost a lot of weight and his clothes
smelled really bad. i’m glad he’s back safe.

Pastor Porn

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1977~1995                                                            1997~2002                                                         current
dang it… time to go run b4 i explode

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ok serious note. my church kid sent a link to this site of all these video clips of people fighting, killing, and just
hurting eachother. i thought i would like it cuz i’m a hard core gangsta but i didn’t like it at all. i was actually
really sad that this world sucks so bad. i pray for this world to end soon… but after i get married and have
my kids play in a baseball league, then join the basketball team, then win the nobel prize, go on his first
short-term missions, then get married, then have kids of his own… then… maybe… we r sinners… i’m the biggest one 

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the teacher stands in front of the class
but the lesson plan he can’t recall
the student’s eyes don’t perceive the lies
bouncing off every f*&king wall
his composure is well kept
i guess he fears playing the fool
the complacent students sit and listen to some of that
bullsh$t that he learned in school

gotta get it, gotta get it together then
like the mohterfu*$in’ weathermen
to expose and close the doors on those who try
to strangle and mangle the truth
cuz the circle of hatred continues uless we react
we gotta take the power back

no more lies