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nICE time!

Last night, went to Lynah for CSA’s ice time. It was some of the best fun I’ve had in a while. Jerry dressed up like domokun, and Helen dressed up as Neleh: hardcore thug. She’s the next best thing. I swear.

It sucked that Jerry didn’t win just because nobody knew who domokun was. But Neleh was noice as always and hooked up the free bbt. :D

Yeah, so here are pics from the fun fun event! (Courtesy of Johnny and Dennis) Check out these movies too: domokun rox0rs!!!

Domokun at the costume contest!
Domokun in the street!
Domokun running through the halls!
Domokun buying paper bags from Tops!

Voicemail

Hey, wsup!
<3 second pause>
Yeah, I’m not here right now, leave a message

Heh. How many people have I gotten with this voicemail: people thinkin’ I actually picked up and so they start talkin’. But not Tony. Here’s an excerpt from a message he left me:

You gotta change your voicemail, you’re not fooling anybody. You gotta have a professional voicemail bro, you’re like 20 years old now what if someone calls you for a job offer….

LOL. He’s a funny guy.

Dearest Department of Parking and Transportation Services:

I truly appreciate your obsequious display of affection and your kind generosity. I simply adore your attempt at cultural diversity in practicing the Chinese tradition of exchanging red envelopes or hong bao’s. It is certainly a generous and gallant act. However, being of Chinese descent myself, I would like to bring light to some venial errors in your practice of these traditional customs. When exchanging or presenting these hong bao’s, it is customary to leave money or small tokens of wealth inside, NOT slips of paper requesting money. I do believe this was an inadvertent err on your part and am still flattered by the mere intentions of your actions. However, I do look forward to receiving the monetary gifts you intended to include in the little red envelopes. Thanks for your time!

Sincerely,
Davidian

LOL. Dave is one funny dude. Good writer too. Check out his xanga.

Happy Birthday

Happy early birthday to my lil bro Mogan (his bday’s 10.27) drop him a happy bday note. :D

Happy 14th g-moe. :D

As I trek through the “gorges” campus of Cornell University, I notice something new in the air. The campus is filled with an aura of tension, worry, and the scent of cigarette smoke. In front of almost every building, smokers can be spotted, nervously tapping their butts (of the cigarette silly :P). They shake off the ashes in a futile attempt to shake off with it the ever-increasing amount of stress that Cornell deems so appropriate to dish out upon us poor fools.

Blah to Cornell. Blah to stress. And to a lesser extent, blah to smokers. Didn’t you know? Smoke ain’t good for you.

The opening of a door, the pulling out of a chair, and the offering of a coat: these are the simple acts of a gentleman. The gentleman abides by the code of chivalry: the system, spirit, or customs of medieval knighthood. While there aren’t many knights around today, let alone those who abide by their medieval code, chivalry still exists—however rare.

I watched a movie last week: Kate & Leopold. It tells the story of a 19th century Duke misplaced in present day New York City; the main plotline: the clash of value systems a century apart. The Duke had come from a time in which a man had a certain set of morals, stuck to them, and treated every woman with complete respect. The world he was thrown into however, our world, is a world in which moral relativism reigns, and men just don’t respect women as much as they should.

The movie made me think. It’s a shame that our manners have degraded so much in a century. In a time when we claim society is at the peak of civilization, our civility sometimes just isn’t expressed. It can be said that the decay of chivalry can be attributed to the feminist movement: women desiring to be treated as equals—detesting any deferential treatment. However, I don’t see chivalry as a tool to patronize women. Rather, it is an expression of common decency—a way to show your respect for the fairer sex.

I believe chivalry needs to make a comeback. The suave, romantic gentleman needs to make more appearances. I consider myself a pretty chivalrous person: I offer my aid in carrying things, I hold open doors, and usually, wait until the women are seated before I take my own seat. It’s always gratifying to see the look on somebody’s face when the person observes and appreciates the chivalrous action: a look of pleasant surprise; almost as if they were saying, “Wow! Thank you!” But I can’t help wondering, why are they taken aback by a show of good manners? Has our society taken such a dive in common decency that even the smallest action of congeniality is a surprise? Sadly, yes.

With all of our technological advances, modern conveniences, and the rush towards progress, progress, and more progress, we seem to have forgotten our manners. Who has time to think about manners when you work a 9-5 job, commute an hour and so and so to work each day, and have a family with 2.3 children to take care of—all in the name of progress and civilization? Not many. In our haste to become a “better” society, we seem to have forgotten about the factor that contributes most to our civility: common decency. Perhaps we can take a lesson from the past and apply it for the future. Perhaps we can hold open more doors, hold out more chairs, and, dare I suggest it, offer more coats. Because, seriously, what’s the harm in being a little friendly? You might just make the world a more enjoyable place to live in. And that wouldn’t be such a bad thing at all.

Yeah, I wrote this at 5 am a couple days ago, so it might not make much sense (although i hope it does :-P)

A conversation which contains more than meets the eye…

j e r i z m: you gotta find a parking spot that’s empty you can’t double park
j e r i z m: it’s illegal
sainticity: LOL
sainticity: i’m not double parking
sainticity: i’m waiting for the spot
sainticity: circle around the block a couple of times until the spot opens up…
j e r i z m: haha
sainticity: holy crap, this is good, good enough to go into my xanga :-D
j e r i z m: i get road rage
sainticity: haha

That’s deep man. Deep….

I hate my life!!!!!!

I hate to be redundant and restate what everyone else on xanga seems to be saying, but, why not:

Kill me now.

The only redeeming factor in my life? Smallville is on tonight. Save me Kristen Kreuk, and to a lesser extent, Superman.

BLEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. :( :( :(

Here are some profound quotes I’ve come across today from my friends:

On the past:

Auto response from an azn saint: note to self: don’t dredge up pain from the past… :\
j e r i z m: note to clarence
j e r i z m: if it hurts now it hasn’t passed yet

Wow. That’s true. Very profound. And to think such a wise master has been under my nose all this time. I should learn more from him. Heh.

On this tragedy called love:

Sometimes people just barge right into your life. At first you’re a little skeptical, you’re a little concerned because you have no idea who they are or where they’ve come from. But as time goes on you learn more about them, and somehow the more you know the more you want to know. Sometimes they turn out to be just amazing, people who you thought could never exist in a society unfolding before our very eyes. Its like you’re swimming in a dirty ocean, you have no idea where you’re going, and then you swam to the dirtiest, deepest part of the ocean and found a pearl, wedged in between the shells of a clam. Finding it beautiful, you would like to take it out of the clam’s grasp. But you’re afriad, afriad because you could very well break the pearl trying to wrestle it from the oceans grasp. You could also die yourself in the oceans depths. What a dilemma…

- Toe.knee.chin

Sigh… why does it suck so much? Why is love always a dilemma?

On the eternal question:

Now we’re on to my profound thought of the day: Does the light go out when the refrigerator door closes? Undoubtedly, yes.

I was sitting waiting for a ride to church today and playing with my phone. When I closed it (its a flip phone), I began to wonder if the text and everything on the screen blanked out while it was closed. So I closed it slowly and took a peek. It shut off just as it was about to close. I’m so nice. So I figure if the light goes out on the phone, it must go out for the refrigerator.

Also, because a couple a years ago, I tested the refrigerator out too, and there’s a little button on the ceiling of the refrigerator that the top of the door pushes when it closes which switches off the light.

And people say I’m shallow… :-P

(They don’t really, but compare my profound thought of the day to everyone else’s :P)

I was in Chinese section today, and for some reason Zhang Laoshi kept on picking on me for questions. So I break out into the stupid silly smile I’m known/adored/respected for. After a couple of times, she breaks out into this huge grin and exclaims, “Ah! Ni Hen Gaoxing!” Which means something like, “You’re so happy!” Later, in section, she asked me why I was smiling so much. My explanation? I have a happy disposition.

Incredible déja vu. It brings me back to my days in Freshman Bio at Stuy with Mr. Lapolla. He was the one who nicknamed me “Smiley” since, apparently, I smile more than is deemed normal. Luckily, the name never caught on, except with a couple of people who were in the class. Then it was Invertebrate Zoology with Mr. Kane:

MK: Are you a moonie?
Me: Excuse me?
MK: You know, those guys who smile all the time?
Me: Huh?
Will: You know, that cult in Korea or something where everybody’s so happy and they have mass weddings and stuff…
Me: OMG, noooooooo….
MK: Oh, I just thought maybe since you’re so unnaturally happy. It’s kinda freaky.

I think I brought up people noticing my sunny disposition to my mother once. She told me her nickname in high school was “Smiley.” That’s kind of scary.

I guess we’re just a happy family. :-D