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Name: Mike
Birthday: 7/21/1989
Gender: Male


Interests: hot asain girls and hot girls of other flavors 6.1.2008->Why did I write this??? LOL
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Tuesday, July 29, 2008

random japanese phrase:

kyo wa nani o shimashita ka

means

yesterday what did you do -> (what did you do yesterday)


Saturday, June 28, 2008

Apology message to Donald

Hey Donald, I meant to write this a long time ago, but I was caught up with Finals and everything, but I wanted to apologize for missing the IDEAL Banquet. I really wanted to go, but I was stressed about finishing a paper the wednesday of that week, and several other assignments, so Friday this girl named Stephanie asked me if I wanted to play racquetball around 3:00, so I said yes, and then I find out her roommate was going with us... so then we played racquetball for a really long time, and didnt get back to the dorms until a little after 6... so I didnt have my cell phone on me, it was on the floor of the racquetball court in my backpack with my towel, etc. while I was playing so I missed your call and then I was late and they wanted to go to dinner so I went with them and then afterwards we chilled in their room and I showed them my ex-girlfriends on her computer because we had a really great talk at dinner... then she showed me her yearbook where they both went to school together, and then someone was instant messaging her and she said, "Oh, that's just my boyfriend that I want to break up with," and went back to showing me her yearbook.

I guess we got pretty close that night, got to know each other pretty well in just a few several hours, and I really got to like her, a lot, and it sort of broke my heart that she kind of ignored me and didn't respond to my messages or say goodbye the last two weeks because she had finals on Thursday and Saturday of Dead Week, and Monday of Finals week... so maybe she was busy studying or something, so I gave her her space and haven't really talked to her except "hi"s in the dining halls and hallway of our floor.

So Donald... I probably should have gone to the banquet instead of going for the girl. Because women are fucking complicated. When everything is going great, they do a 180 degree turn on you and flip your entire stack of buttermilk pancakes upside-down. 

the banquet was a long term thing, and because I only had 3 weeks to do it, the girl was a short term thing, though once I found out she had a bf, it turned into a long term investment, especially now that she did break up with him, but she lives in San Francisco and I live in Long beach and I'm definitely not down for a long distance relationship... because I had a girlfriend who moved to Canada... so I know how much they suck... but if she hasn't talked to me it doesn't matter. I don't know how to pick things up where we left them off if she won't even talk to me. I try to say hi on AIM and she is just... silence... she still hasn't responded to my facebook messages. And once I sent her a text that she didn't respond to but I dont know if she has texting or not.

So Donald, I'm sorry I skipped out on the banquet. Because of all the stress of the week, racquetball with a really nice and cute and funny and mysterious Chinese girl sounded really good. But I possibly should have stuck to my prior plans. I'm still interested in playing some ping pong and going to the next IDEAL meeting, whenever it is. So please let me know Donald.

Sorry this message got so long but halfway through the 4th paragraph I realized this was turning into a xanga entry.

How's your summer?

Peace, Mike

 

Hey there, if you're reading this... I dare you... I double-doggie dare you... prove me wrong amd give me a chance.

 

Easy come, easy go? Oh, no no no. Not for a bro, only a ho. Say it ain't so? I say you can't go.

You come to invest but you leave me a splinter, you heart's as cold as the San Francisco winter.

Now I try to buy stock so your roommate's a cock block, buy that's just fine, I like her like a dandeline.

But I never fall in love with such a flower, only a rose has got that power.

And you're the thorniest of them all, perhaps the horniest at the ball!

And that's just my style, I'm a horndog not a hotdog, you're the one who made me realize, what I was in a past life/just a son of a bitch! A dog barkin' at the stragers, a hussla clawin' for the crumbs without opposable thumbs.

No one so recently has inspired so many raps, nor has anyone recieved so many imagined booty taps.

(I just saw the movie Be Kind, Rewind yesterday, and there was one line in it about how if you talk to the person like 1 hour a day but then like 4 hours a day in your head, then you're in love with them)

 

 

People are strange, when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked, when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven, when you're down

When you're strange- faces come out of the rain (rain, rain)
When you're strange- no one remembers your name
When you're strange, when you're strange, when you're str-ange

 

 

 


SOME GIRLS MAKE NO SENSE

WHY DO YOU MAKE NO SENSE AT ALL?

OK... IF I THINK HARD ABOUT IT I COULD COME UP WITH SOME THEORIES... BUT THERE'S NO REASON TO TREAT ME THE WAY YOU ARE... DON'T BE SHY, JUST TELL ME WHY

Feel no shame about shape
Weather changes their phrase
Even mother will show you another way
So put your glasses on
Nothing will be wrong
There's no blame, there's no fame
It's up to you
The first words should be finded
Whatever hold you back
I can, I can get it off

* Tell me what, Tell me what, Tell me what you want
   I don't know why, don't know why, don't know why you afraid
   Tell me what, Tell me what, Tell me what you say
   I don't know why, don't know why, Too late, it's too late

Have no fear for real
It's just a turning wheel
Once you start up there's no other way
Don't put your eyes on boots
Step forward your roots
There's no aid there's no trade
It belongs to you

# Before you miss something given
   You should know what's the truth
   I can, I can make it out

P.S. When Japanese people that usually only speak Japanese write songs in English, they make no sense, but they do rhyme


Monday, June 09, 2008

Michael and Chris and Michon and Kevin Go To Burger Basket

So last night I became a Pirate and then Chris called me and I was stupid enough to go on an adventure with him and his cross faded friend, actually Chris was too, but Michon was totally sober and she was driving, so it was cool.

We went to Lancaster or Palmdale or Lake Los Angeles or somewhere areound there to go to this favorite Burger place of Kevin's. It was Kevin and Chris' muchie mission to go to this place. We got lost so many fucking times and I slept through some of it but it was really sketch and unpopulated but we finally got there around 3:30AM. But it was closed.

Then as we were leaving the place a cop pulled us over and that was fun. I joked that it was morning because the headlights and the flashlights were really bright. The cop got Michon and Kevin's I.D.s but not mine or Chris'. Then he told us to "take this bad boy all the way down until you can't go any further, then make a right and your first left." And we drove around and finally Michon went to some gas station to pee but it was closed so we went to the 24 hour donut shop and it was closed so this guy who drove a van and had keys showed us the way to the Arco and she peed there in some sketch bathroom and Chris bought her some gas and god, gasoline is expensive as fuck, for $15.00 he got like less than 4 gallons I think. Then finally Chris convinced Kevin to let it go and we drove back and I got back to my room at 5:30AM but Jude was sleeping in my bed and coughing and spitting so I slept in his bed and then like 10:00AM we switched and then I slept good and then I washed my sheets today.

i'm glad i don't smoke pot because stoner munchie missions are indeed adventures... but they kinda seem super pointless and are a huge waste of gasoline

derek and andrew's roommate issac is a huge dick and a bad example of a cool jew. he is stereotyping us for the worse by being a bitch and an anti-lakers kid. why can't he be nice like the other jewish people i know


Saturday, June 07, 2008

Yesterday was the first day a girl tried to convert me to Christianity. It was interesting to see her views and beliefs, and the tactics they use to convert you.

I am not a weak person, and no matter how much disorder is in my life, I know there is a way I can work it out.



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