January 27, 2006

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  it was my little bro’s bday. too much flash on this pic, i coudn’t realy save it

  
  

  

  
  

  

  
  

  thats john shin. he LOVES filipino sausages AND watched brokeback mountain BY HIMSELF!!!
  he was telling us all about it…

  
  

  

  
  

  let me tell u a story about this little kid Joseph. so i go into the bathroom to go pee pee and while i was peeing, i farted… really loud.
  this little boy was in one of the stalls taking a dump and he started to giggle. so i tried to ignore it and then i went to go wash
  my hands. while i was washing my hands, i burped really really loud. that was when he started to giggle really loud. i was thinking,
  “hey homeboy, ur taking a dump and ur laughing at me for burping?” even though he was a little boy (i knew this cuz i coudn’t see
  his feet touching the floor and his boyish voice) i wanted to jack him. so i started to bang, and shake the door and he got really scared.
  he’s like “HEY! HEY!” so i left him alone and walked outside. there was this old korean lady waiting right outside the door caling out
  “JOSEPH JOSEPH” so i got the hell outta there. then after we ate, we were takin pics and he was there. so i was like “hi joseph”
  he was so dang shocked. he said “HEY HOW DID U KNOW MY NAME” and thats when everybody asked him to b in the picture.
  the end.

  
  

  
  

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  after dinner me and ed headed over to homo john shin’s place. there we found some airsoft bb guns and i really wanted to know
  how it felt if i got shot with them. so HJS (homo john shin) shot me with all the guns that they had.

  
  

  

  
  

  this gun was a MP5. it hurt like a madre

  
  

  

  
  

  pain

  
  

  

  
  

  u can see the bb mark from the mp5. now this gun was a hand gun and it hurt more than the mp5

  
  

  

  
  

  pain

  
  

  

  
  

  this was some other gun that hurt the most. i had to switch arms cuz my right arm woulda ripped off if i got shot again in the same place

  
  

  

  
  

  pain

  
  

  no matter how old i get its so dang fun doing stupid things. damn i love being a boy

  
  

  
  

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  ok everybody knows that i have a body of a 80 year old man. i break easily. but i’ve reached a new critical state… mentally.
  i was always proud of myself for remembering things extremely well and being mentally sharp when i was in high school. however,
  i failed to recognize the slow deterization of my mental capabilities. i really didn’t know that something was wrong with me until
  recently. so i was in my room messing with my pics and i smelled dduk bbok ee (my fav) and i run down stairs and ask my mama.
  “hey how did u know i wanted some dduk bbok ee?” and she was completely baffled. she said to me “i went upstairs and asked u
  if u wanted some and u asked me to make it extra sweet” i dont remember that conversation… and i dont remember a lot of other things.
  i dont remmber names, faces, dates, homework, what i need to do, what i did 5 min ago, name, faces, dates… oh. my mom and my
  brother thinks its cuz of my car accident during my freshman year of college. i dont really remember.

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