my body is sore as fuck

Bullet form of what I did yesterday

. Woke up at 11
. Basketball at Logan at 1
. It was fuckin' hot
. Lam's house to work out at 3
. Had major diarrhea at his house
. Went to Big5 to watch Lam buy cleats
. Run/Sprint @ Bridgepoint with Lam and Sunny
. Lam is hella out of shape
. Home to shower
. San Jose time
. Rejected by volleyball
. Meet Winnie and family and Bella @ cool park
. Throw rocks, watch brother flirt, and jerkin'
. Met cool people Shelly and Huey
. Cheesecake Factory
. Chill for a bit
. Go home and talk to my girlfriend
. Good talk :)
. So tired I fall asleep
. Woke up thinking "Why do I feel like shit?"
. Remembering "Oh yeah. Yesterday you did too much."

taken from andrew

heheheheh, crazy people and their World of Warcraft. Pay attention to the whole thing...especially 1:10. I don't think many people caught that.

Transformers is the shit! 'Nuff said. You guys probably know since I text everyone that reads my blog. I hope I have action dreams about this movie to continue it.

<3 megan fox running in slow motion

D60 ;(

I am angry that BestBuy.com no longer has the Nikon D60 package that comes with two lenses and a carrying case for a little over 700 bones.

What's worse is that Bust Buy cannot match the price of it's online deal so I'd have to wait for the sale to turnover again on it's website.

What is also pretty sadface is according to the lady, the turnover rate is hella hella slow and that it won't come back in a couple of days which bothers me.

Damn it, why did I have to wait for so long and procrastinate.

Long Lost Pals

Santa Cruz last night was highly enjoyable. No need for girls. No need for acting cool. Just being myself with my close friends. Met a homeboys new girlfriend who I met before him.

Hi Trang, you're cooler than I remember.

Why I Flirt.

I hate being a jealous bitch. It reminds me of Linda and Linda is someone I don't ever ever want to be for obvious reasons.

But then again, can you really blame me? Being in a long distance relationship with someone who moved to Stockton. Shit gets to you.

Knowing that other people get to see her more than you.
Knowing that most, if not all the people she hangs out with are guys.
Knowing that she hangs out with some of them 5 or 6 days a week.
Knowing that she wanted to bring one of them to my friends trip to SoCal.
Knowing that they give each other nicknames like Jerk Erick, Jerbear, and Jerk Kim.
Knowing that she straight up lied to me once without hesitation.
Knowing that guys always see her in spandex.
NOT knowing who they are and how they're like because we've never met.

See it was easy when I have an equivalent. When you had Robert to be your friend. See it was easy. See it was easy because I had Lauren.

See now, I don't have an equivalent. That's what makes it hard. Yeah, I party a lot. But I don't party everyday. I may be intoxicated, but I don't cheat nor do I do too much. I don't have one specific person I go to when you're too busy. This is probably why I flirt so much.

Why do I stay? It's all about trust. In the end, I do trust you. I still get jealous though. But you REALLY can't blame me.

Now I'm gonna go to a BBQ.

it's irritating when i sign onto blogger and no new updates have occurred...

then again, i do sign on like 10 times a day...

It's odd how I was sick, felt close to being all better again, and headed downhill further than ever. I mean, I felt like I was gonna die or something.

Medicine definitely helps. Kimberly bought me this Tylenol medicine that makes me feel soooooo good. I'm at a healthy 97.4 degrees right now.

Time to write little notes.

Billy...why do you keep deleting your blogs! And I swear we were gonna meet at 1 at night after you got off of work at Starbucks...meh or I coulda just been super delirious.

Sunny...don't worry about your virginity. As long as you lose it before you're 40 you're all good.

Virginia...that vacation you went on looks amazing. I need a vacation somewhere :(

David...I know you don't read my blog...or hardly go online for that matter, but damn life is crazy. Shit, ex's are crazy sometimes (take Linda for example). But I'm glad you got out and weren't charged of anything. And I'm also sure your ass didn't charge her with anything which I think is a good move. She fucked up, but honestly she don't deserve to have a bad record. I'm happy you can move on now and we can party it up and meet hella girls. I will then transfer my girls over to you since I have a girlfriend already. Don't let me flirt too much though.

K bye.

are you stereotyping me?

I get out of Kaiser, make a right onto Paseo Padre, and accelerate. This guy in a green pickup truck ahead of me and to the next lane over was traveling approximately 10 miles slower than I was. He was about 5 feet ahead of me before he proceeded to switch lanes and cut me off. I immediately step on my brakes as I should, but then he stomped on the brakes and his tires made a screeching sound. I then stepped on the brakes with a lot of pressure.

I then honked at him for he stopped so abruptly for no apparent reason. Three seconds later we rolled to a stop light and he yelled something out angrily as I was still behind his car. I poked my little head out and shouted back.

"What?!" I shouted.
"Fuckin' moron!" He repeated clearly this time.
"Who? You?" I said back being a smart ass.
"No, you!"
Then I said, "You cut me off. Fuck you! Learn how to drive."

He drove away but I was still tense with anger. I told my mom and dad later as we ate dim sum. Then my dad said something that I was thinking already. He guess that the white guy was stereotyping me.

I mean, the bay is full of asians. No doubt about that. But the bay is still full of ignorant white people. No doubt about that either. Sure, you see a lot of drivers that drive overly cautious, and when you look at them, their asian. Keep in mind that a lot of the older asian people immigrated here and just learned to drive in a new country. So sorry if they're not pros. I'd like to put you in some asian country and see how you do.


Yeah. Go to Vietnam bitch. I'm sure if the vietnamese people bitched at you, you wouldn't be a happy camper either.

Stop stereotyping us because I probably drive better than you. I've been driving for more than 5 years now and I haven't been into one accident yet, and I haven't gotten a ticket yet either. Perfect record so far.

I wanna cuss you out some more.

abuse

Kim wasn't feeling well so I decided to be a good boyfriend and pay her a visit. Little did I know, that she would get me just as gravely ill as she is. I've always heard of the coin/spoon scratching thing, but never actually done it.

This shit hurts and tickles at the same time.





Ouch much?

I recovered faster than Kim though. HEHEHEHE.

Davis/Sac Trip

Told you I'd see you again in my lifetime Matti. Nice seeing you again Viet and Rosalyn. Didn't expect to see you Sylvia and David. No I'm not Cambodian. I haven't been to Davis since my ex Linda and I must say it was much more enjoyable this time.

Off to Sac City for Josh's semi-surprise pool party. It was a semi-surprise because he saw some of us posing for a picture thinking he wasn't gonna be here for another minute. I believe this was the picture.





Watch LA beat Orlando. LA will win finals. Hot dogs wrapped in bacon with cream cheese on the bun is the new shit.



Flip cup and beer pong domination as usual. Random pictures and alcohol. Chugged cold beer thrown in the hot tub. Never thought I'd see some people ever again. Like Erilou. Grappled Chung and got blood on me. Grappled some guy who wrestled for Fairfield. Beat him as well.





MMMmmmMM enchiladas are delicious. My new friend JP is a flirt! Mhmmm and she knows it. Lots of drunk pictures and whatnot. Group photos are hella crackin'. Girls making out are the best. Why do fights always almost break out? And why am I almost always involved?

I watched UP with Kim, Tharina, and Kennth.

That shit is hella funny for a Pixar cartoon.

I watched The Hangover with Andrew, Chung, Mike, Roland, Cathleen, Aaron.

That shit is HELLA HELLA funny. Storyline is whatevs, but the characters are so hilarious.

Watch that shit.

More on Sac trip later with picture posts.

lack of rules

Ughhghg I haven't been getting much sleep. Way too much shit going on and I need to figure out how to organize me life.

Let me just refer back to other people's blog to recap my summer thus far in multiple blogs.

To continue the last blog, we took a break from cleaning at roughly 6 o'clock to head on over to Kim's sorta uncle's bbq that he was having. I brought on over Sunny and Henry and Eric's regulation beer pong table.

So bbq = free beer = me being drunk

Sunny and I were trying to match each other. Well it was basically me trying to match Sunny in the beginning. Then me surpassing him. Then me talking shit and saying how weak he is motivate him to drink more to catch up.

As we set up the table, I was ready to play this cocky ass fucker aka Kim's aunt's boyfriend that a lot of her family don't like. He was telling me the prior days how him and his partner is the best at playing beer pong and that he has been undefeated ever since he started playing a month ago. So my partner and I Henry set up the table to shut his mouth like Stryker did to Deadpool in X-Men origins.

BUT before the game, we wanted the rules to be clearly stated as to avoid any conflict. In actuality, his rules just created drama.

Rule 1: No bouncing leading to no swatting.
Rule 2: No explosions.
Rule 3: No blowing or fingering a ball.
Rule 4: You cannot get your ball back and do a gentleman's shot.

These aren't really rules; the game was actually lacking rules. I was sort of in disbelief as he stated that these were the original/oldschool rules. And he claims to have "started the game." Which is weird because he just started playing a month ago or so?

As Henry and I played, there were SOOOOOOO many instances where in a regular game, we would put the rules into play. There was probably 5 times within gameplay where both of them were not looking/paying attention so we could have easily made a bounce. Henry and I hit the same cup resulting in an explosion, but there was no Hiroshima. There were two instances where the ball would spin near the middle/bottom of the cup. I probably wouldn't be able to finger it just because I'm not the best at it, but it still sucks watching it spin. There was one instance where both of us watched a ball spin at the very top of the cup for 5 minutes. We both stared at it, looked at each other, and gazed back at the ball spinning before it dropped into the beer. According to Kim, it was the most fingerable ball ever. We lost.

So being a sore loser at times, I started talking hella shit about his rules and how they're hella cheap. It was suppose to be hands behind table but every shot, they would lean over right before the throw.

So my shit talking led to him saying repeatedly that our rules were fancy smancy, complicated, and new weird shit. He also kept saying "I don't know what you guys play! Oldschool is always better. Etc."

I basically said back that people change the rules and add new rules because it improves everything. It improves gameplay and excitement. Thus the quality of the game is better. I used an analogy which made sense to me...maybe not to you guys or to him. I said, to him that yeah, they came out with TV way back then. It is oldschool and original. But as time goes on, you have to adapt. Now we have widescreens, flat screens, flat panels, LCD and Plasma, HD. If you're so oldschool why do you have a 52 inch Sony HD in your living room? If the oldschool ways are SOOOO much better, then why do people change it and why do majority of college people play with most of these rules?

Anyways, thanks for backing me up Kim like always. Sorry about the argument over something on TV! I WAS DRUNK!!

Sunny was a drunk bitch and threw up x7. Once he threw up in the sink while taking a shit.

Played 2 on 1 flip cup vs Kenneth and Tharina.

We drove back to the SJ house to continue cleaning. I did absolutely nothing and fell asleep on the bed as everyone was cleaning.

HEHEHE. I heard Sarah got hella mad at me. Oh well. Not like I care. Matt you better not you know what or else I will be disappointed for life.

Bye Bye San Jose

Ughhghg I haven't been getting much sleep. Way too much shit going on and I need to figure out how to organize me life.

Let me just refer back to other people's blog to recap my summer thus far in multiple blogs.

Summer has come and the occupants of San Jose house have decided what to do with our place. We come to an agreement that we would give our 30 day notice and move out in the summer. Everyone would be back home in the summer and we would then find a similar place sometime during summer.

Our lease ended on May 31st but Matt got an extra day extension for 73 dollars. This gives us a little extra time we need to clean up. I recruited my girlfriend Kim and my good friend Sunny. We got there around 11 and started cleaning the place. Wow it was a big mess to clean up.

Storytime. Sam Walthall decided to start moving out a little early. He then never came back and never showed up again. But the thing is, when he was moving out, he never actually cleaned up. In fact, his room was FULL OF TRASH with things including: cheap electronics, a million sheets of paper, 2 or 3 dusty desks/tables, a cockroach or two, a million dust bunnies, boxers, and empty cans and bottles. But what he said was to forget about his security deposit. Yeah, he's a bitch but at least we have 700 dollars worth of damage we can have before our own security deposit gets subtracted.

We started to clean my room first because it was very doable and we might be able to finish up with that quickly. Winnie soon came to help us and deliver me her pictures from the trip.

Kim started to do the bathroom and before you know it she was finished. Might I add she did a hella good job. Girls clean so well I almost feel jealous.

Kim and Winrie went to Walmart to get a new bag for the vacuum as Sunny, Sarah and I cleaned Sam's room. We found much enjoyment rummaging through the shit he left here and salvaging it for whatever purpose. Sarah found a cockroach. Dirty ass foo.

Some more cleaning of the kitchen. We decided to throw away the plates instead of cleaning it. There was one too many maggots on it.

This first San Jose house holds much memory for me. I can't say I'm sad moving away because it was a bitch living with Sam sometimes. Just shady shit he always does.

1. Tricked Yaad into giving him 100+ dollars.
2. Obviously contributes less to stuff we all share. For example, during the Dazed and Confused party, I bought the Keg. Everyone in the house paid me 10-20 bucks while he gave me 3. WTF is that?
3. He got annoyed/mad at me for drinking a one dollar Arizona Ice Tea that was his. He had another one and he put it in the fridge which is pretty much free for all. Plus it's not like he doesn't eat the shit I bring/buy.
4. We buy a case of beer. Near the end of the case, he'll take 3 or 4, hide them in the back of the fridge and pretend like there is no more. He is saving them to enjoy later.

But yeah, hopefully the people I move in with next semester are the same people minus Sam. I wish we can find a similar place nearby that would be a little cheaper.

Back home for the summer. Let me know wussup in SJ though because I'll be there for probably 1/3rd of my summer.

San Felipe.

Ughhghg I haven't been getting much sleep. Way too much shit going on and I need to figure out how to organize me life.

Let me just refer back to other people's blog to recap my summer thus far in multiple blogs.

Last week sometime. I was just chillin with William-3000 at my house. Cedric calls me up and asks if I want to go ghost hunting with his possy? Possey? Posey? I agreed and decided to invite Mr. 3000 and Sunny. I felt this need to invite the most random person there, Mr. Prokop himself. Maybe it was the knowledge that he had a case of beer in the back of his car. :) Long story shorter: Sunny, Chris, and I drank as we got to the San Jose haunted spot. It's an old and abandoned schoolhouse off of San Felipe. Nothing to be scared of since I was the first to jump through the window. You can say I was a bit fearless and a bit inebriated. Graffiti was scrawled all over the dirt covered walls. Sunny pulled a Leonitis at a door that scared the remainding 15 people that went with us. Oh yeah, I saw a bat that circled the dark room using his sonar capabilities.

The house interested none of us so Sunny and I led the group to go up this paved hill when all of a sudden, the mass of people behind us imitated a Usain Bolt toward our cars. Sunny and I looked at each other in total confusion and proceeded to walk down. Oh and I think we stopped to pee twice on our way back. Billy proceeded to drive us home.

According to different people, they made up different variations of why they ran. Some say they saw a figure and thought it was a ghost. Someone just heard noises. Someone heard that cults go here for some reason and that's why they saw what they saw. And someone said it was some hoodlum gangsters. Sunny heard sprinklers and I was intoxicated and unaware of anything.

Oh yeah, while we were there, Chris was super paranoid of Mountain Lions or something.

And quote:
Me: Chris do you have any flashlights?
Chris: No, but I do have a tire gauge...

Just thought that was pretty damn funny...Or at least Billy and Sunny thought so.

So yesterday, I met a guy named Jay and according to him, the house we went to has a story to it. Back then, some teacher murdered all her elementary school students and probably killed herself. Crazy people these days. Maybe if I heard this before I went, I wouldn't have hopped through that window first.

there you are :)

On Thursday night, I was postin' it with Billy, Sunny, Thanh, and Lisa Huynh. I lost my wallet that night and was on a crazy hunt for it, flashlight and all, in the midst of the dark night. I searched in Billy's trunk where I was sitting three times. I searched in his Dad's car. I searched all the places in his parking lot (the spot I peed at, the spot in front of Billy's sister's window, and the spot where I kept kicking Sunny). I even searched the probable places in my car.

Friday morning, I went at sunrise to Billy's parking lot. I got a good 5 minutes in before his Dad shoo'ed me away.

This whole time, I believed I would find my wallet, thus I never canceled any credit cards or nothin. And today, since I didn't have my wallet, my brother drove me somewhere with my car. As his eyes strained from looking at the sun. He pulled down the visor and

holy cow! My wallet was fell on him. That was unexpected.

Crappy blog :(