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Name: Sean
Country: United States
State: Texas
Birthday: 8/19/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: Hanging out with friends, shopping for high tech gadgets/clothes, ping pong, anime, computer, games, movies.... you know the regular asian teenager stuff
Occupation: Student
Industry: Business
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Member Since:
3/5/2003
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| 2nd update in one month... that's definitely something newso... it's still july... and i'm sitting here typing out yet another entry for the second time this month. for those of you that actaully read this thing (for reasons i can't comprehend) u know that this is a very rare occasion. usually i update once every few months... if that. so i guess this is me re-emerging into a xanga whore.
i don't even quite know why i'm updating. there hasn't been anything new or exciting going on since the last time i updated. i've been making myself excercise more recently. i go to the gym about 2x a week and go to tennis about 3x a week. hopefully it'll get rid of my spare tires, buddha belly, and Bcup man boobs. summers gonna be over soon, but i wanna go to a water theme park or a beach without having to wear a shirt to hide the jelly rolls.
i was actaully talking to a friend of mine recently and realized how long we've known each other. we were counting it out (i've known the guy since beginning of middle school) and it came out to 11 years! it was pretty crazy... cuz u never think about how long it's been until u really start thinking about it. and then i realized how freaking old i'm getting! i still remember being in elementary school looking up to johnny (hope he's doing well wherever he is) while he was in high school. i kept thinking that it would be the coolest thing in the world to be a teenager and get to drive a car and go out with girls and do all the stuff that grownups can do. that was of course back when i was still riding a bike and had no idea how the female anatomy/mind works. fast forward about 12 years and here i am at 22 almost 23. i have that car to replace the bike... only to find out it's just like a bike... just faster and worse for the environment/body. i can drink... only to find that it's expensive and bad for me (although it gets me into interesting situations...). i've had my share of experience with the female race... well at least enough to get me by.. and although my knowledge of the female anatomy has vastly improved, i still have no idea how a woman's mind ticks (nor will i ever it seems).
i guess the point is... the things that i was looking forward to were all just a over glamourized myth of adulthood. now that i'm here... it's not all the it was made out to be. it makes u wonder if that's really all hopes and dreams are... over dramaticized events that really are equivalent to empty promises.
i mean think about it! high school graduation... wasn't really as happy and great as it was made out to be. college... ehh it was great... but there was always that stupid money problem getting in the way of having a REALLY great time. then there was college graduation... that was actually more sad than happy to me. and add in a little bit of scary because i really didn't know what to do. from then on there was no formula or schedule or syllabus to follow. it was like being put in an uncivilized land with nothing but ur wits about u and told to survive. (overexaggerated, but u get the idea)
but then there was the excitement of working and finally having an income stream to have fun with. but then now u've gotta start worrying about saving money too! gotta save for the future house... and investments... and retirement... and all the other miscellaneous expenses. it's like it's just as bad as before.. except now u have the money and u must have the will power to keep urself from all the pretty shiny materialistic things.
well that's enough bitching for now... we'll see how long this xanga addiction will last.
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| there's a title now?damn... i've had xanga for 1218 days?? that's crazy! has it been that long since sharon suggested that i should start one? and as expected, i rarely update this thing... there's so many new features now! titles.. extras.... all this other junk. it looks like a MS word page.
anyhow... i'm here at work... bored out of my mind, so of course i'm doing BS like checking google news and xanga and junk and it's pouring like all hell outside. it's one of those days where it would be nice to be back in college... skip all ur classes and then just stay in bed. but alas... that's never EVER gonna be an option again. damn... i haven't updated since october 2005. what has happened since then?
i've graduated... finally... took 4.5 years, but i'm finally out. stopped my drunken nights of stupid crap (which i found out to be a GOOD thing). started a very bad addiction to lacoste (it's bad when my sales guy in the galleria are on first name basis when we greet each other right?), designer jeans, coffee bean, noah's bagels, extravagant restaurants (when the sticker shock of a $150 dinner no longer registers... u know there's something wrong), and frequent flier miles (i have an elite card... and i'm getting close to making gold in continental). of course about 99% of that can be chalked to MY "you-know-who".
on that note... i want the next harry potter to hurry up and get here already. why is it that J.K. Rowling deems it necessary to make us wait minimum of 2 years before each book is beyond me. i bet she sits at her computer cackling because she knows that we're all eagerly anticipating each book. the rumor is supposed to be that harry doesn't make it... but iono... she just keeps killing off the best characters in the book!! again.... betting that she just enjoys the power that she has to fuck with her fan's heads. mwaahahha killed sirius... aww man... now who do i kill to one up that? i know!! dumbledore! but now she'll hafta kill off a whole group to make anything hit.... let's just kill off the weasleys, granger and potter.. THAT'LL REALLY mess with their heads... cuz i won't be able to kill off anymore since this is the last book.
ok that's enough of being a "pothead"
had a good 4th of july... got a good group of friends over for a BBQ, but there was just too many people. i was so tired out by the end of it because cooking for 17 isn't as easy as i thought it would be! doesn't help i'm still a freaking embryo at the new grill. if someone could tell me how to use a charcoal grill correctly, i would greatly appreciate it. i just can't get the temp to be consistant! anyhow.. thanks for the 3 people that were out there helping me cook... u guys are the best (u know who u are). for the ONE person that didn't make it because of some reason or another... u are now on a blacklist... u have been warned!! (again... u know who u are) 
anyhow... i should get back to work... hope everyone had a great 4th!
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| you know it's been a long time since your last update when u don't know how to start a xanga entry....  wow... i haven't updated anything since january... that's pretty much all of spring, summer and part of fall 2005. that's kinda sad. anyhow, i guess a "quick" update is in order, (in quotes cuz nothing i EVER do is "quick"  )
so let's see... spring semester... had a horrible semester academically... spent WAY too much time in my room... saw too little of my beautiful gf... got into far too much debt... had a lil too much family drama... and basically had a horrible time overall (minus the times that jen was actually here).
wow... that musta been a record... 5 months in 1 very long run-on sentence.
well... i did go to lake tahoe for a ski trip during spring break that was kinda nice too... but nothing great. happened to see an old friend there and got to chill out with her (no pun intended) during the vacation.
summer was kinda confusing and kinda fun at the same time. for those of you that i haven't already told, i've decided to graduate in December 2005 (original plan being May 2006). also i've decided to take over the family business, a route which i avoided like the plague since as early as i could remember. the plan was to "make it on my own" instead of being one of those people that took the easy way out by getting a successful business handed to you on a silver platter. but i ended up take the easy way out anyhow 
i'm not particularly proud of this but lemuel put it in a way that made it more practical and logical. basically he told me that this business was there as a money tree... why would i be stupid enough not to go water the damn thing and reap the harvest. i shouldn't think of it as something handed to me, i should think of it as a challenge... make it better than it is now, and i'll have done what everyone else is trying to do, but i'll be all the more successful because i've already got a head start.
so... this summer i "interned" in houston at the family store. got to learn the business (which was actually really interesting) and funny enough, has something to do with the finance degree i'm working on. since i'm pretty much trying to take over, i started working the grunt work but ended up doing upper management stuff. purchasing and cost analysis... it was kinda what i've always wanted to do (mergers & acquisitions) but on a smaller scale.
although some things never change... having an actual salary instead of a part time job AND living 5 minutes from the galleria made my bank account just a middle man from company checkbook to galleria's cash register. things didn't help when i went to NYC for a business trip and LA to visit a special someone. NYC was great... got to see 3 great broadway shows. got some really good shopping done (even though it was mostly window shopping cuz everything was so expensive). LA was excellent... got to see my baby and went on a impromptu roadtrip to SF with her and my best friend. also caught phantom of the opera in houston, which was a disappointing performance (at best)... but overall a great summer.
right before fall semster started, i got to celebrate my 1 year anniversary w/ jen. we had a great weekend here in austin... (kinda wanted to stay where it all started) but we got to live it up here. we went to a day spa to pamper ourselves... and then pretty much went to every restaurant we've discovered during the past year. went to mikado's, green pastures, the driskill, alamo draft house, and did a lil home cookin' as well. overall a very relaxing and romantic weekend. although this will probably make those with weak stomachs lose their lunch, i've gotta say... i can't believe it's already been a year since i've met her yet i'm still as crazy about her as i was the first day i met her. and although the topics of conversation have been exhausted, we can still log a disgusting amount of time on the cell (the actual number will be concealed for the sake of our ability to be able to lie about not being attached to each other). i love her, and i wouldn't give her up for the world 
ok... enough of the gushy stuff...
seeing as this is my last semester as an official undergrad i've made it a point to be active and not a couch hermit. i'm actually trying to do well in my classes (i kinda have to since my 3 finance courses all involve extensive group work), work out, have fun, be active in DSP, and generally do all the things that austin has to offer one last time...  i know that i'll be able to visit, and i have the boat parties and the alumni events that i can come back for, but it won't ever be the same!!! EVER!!!!! so i've pledged myself to follow a maxim: never hesitate, never quit! hopefully this will lead me to have a great semester, one that i'll always remember forever. 
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| i'm doing this to satisfy conditions of a dare than a true entry
but for the amusement of all... i am trying to make the infamous
"chiseled marble" entry sound conservative compared to what i'm going
to write  so.... here we go.
how do you describe jen in a xanga entry though.... it's so
hard. it's like trying to describe the majesty of the mountains
at dawn after a night of snowfall.... the grace of an eagle in
flight... and the beauty of a coastline just as the sun is about
to set. but i will try to put in words why it is that i love this
girl so much.
most of my closer friends know about my past relationships. most
of them were bouts of puppy love and breif flings. others just a
horrible mistake waiting to blow up in my face. one in particular
that made me hope that i would never fall for anyone ever again.
i was so jaded, for what felt like the longest time, i gave up on the
idea of love all together.
then one particular day in summer 2004 while i was still in taiwan...
this girl, who happened to be a very close friend of my brother,
happened to come by the house. i was stunned by how gorgeous she
was (and still is ).... in fact i
was so speechless that for once nothing was coming out of my mouth (and
we all know how i love to talk just to hear myself talk). there
she was... standing at the door, waiting for my brother to finish
grabbing his umbrella so they could go eat, in only a plain tshirt and
jeans... yet absolutely breathtaking.
i mean what's not to love? with her snow white flawless skin.... very regular and normal eyes
..... her cute little nose... full luscious lips... made up a
face that looked like this innocent angel... but the most contagious
smile that had a little hint of mischief in them that made u curious
about her naughty side. then who could overlook that perfect
body. with the dimensions of a model
... curves that no man's eyes could resist.... and that
rack.... wow.... i mean u see some nice ones.... but on an
asian girl??? it's like looking for a mexican with a valid
green card.
of course by the time my brother is ready to leave, all i can get out
is ... so how's it going... haven't seen u in a while, where do u go to
school now? *sigh* so sad.... i kinda made up
for it a month later by asking her to come to my bday dinner... but i
found that with my brother there and another mutual friend there, it
would be very ackward if i tried to make any moves. so of course
that evening was a bust.
by chance though... alice (mutual friend) wanted a stupid lil pokemon
game that a co worker had sent me and gave me jen's AIM sn to send to
her as well. so of course this romance, as all 21st century
romances are now destined, began over an AIM chat window. the
conversation starter you ask? a xanga entry that looked like this:
| wild, shaven, or trimmed?
mike's thoughts:
mike23bz: shaved, trimmed or wild
aznsweetie221: male or female?
mike23bz: you
aznsweetie221: ????
aznsweetie221: im not sure i can disclose that information to you
mike23bz: hahaha
mike23bz: i don't want know anymore
aznsweetie221: welll...i'll at least eliminate one for you
aznsweetie221: and you can decide for yourself between the two
mike23bz: ok trim it is
aznsweetie221: are you eliminating trim?
aznsweetie221: i havent eliminated any of them
mike23bz: you took too long
aznsweetie221: im talking to my friend
aznsweetie221: anyways
aznsweetie221: i'll eliminate trim for you
aznsweetie221: so you have wild or shaven
aznsweetie221: now i'm asking you
aznsweetie221: do you prefer wild. shaven. trim.
mike23bz: shaven
aznsweetie221: interesting
aznsweetie221: guys should trim though
aznsweetie221: getting pubes in your mouth only makes an already dirty job worse!
mike23bz: it's not a dirty job
aznsweetie221: fine
aznsweetie221: an unappealing job
aznsweetie221: those are my words of wisdom to you
mike23bz: not really
aznsweetie221: how would you know?
aznsweetie221: youve never given a blow job before
aznsweetie221: at least i hope you havent
mike23bz: as a reciever it is very beautiful
aznsweetie221: well...no shit
aznsweetie221: of course its beautiful to the guy
aznsweetie221: its beautiful to every f-ing guy who receives a bj
aznsweetie221: but to the giver
mike23bz: don't you like to be eaten
aznsweetie221: its not all that wonderful
aznsweetie221: im coming from a giver's POV
mike23bz: then the guy did it wrong
aznsweetie221: just as you would not want a mouthful of pubes when eating a girl
aznsweetie221: likewise the girl doesnt want a mouthful of pubes either
aznsweetie221: you really should be more sympathetic to the girl
aznsweetie221: therefore....boys should trim
aznsweetie221: they dont have to shave
aznsweetie221: just trimming would be much appreciated
jonma:
aznsweetie221: mike23bz (1:01:56 AM): shaved, trimmed or wild
jonmajm: wtf hahahhahaha
aznsweetie221: now i am asking you
jonmajm: u first
aznsweetie221: your preference hun
aznsweetie221: im not asking you if you do those things
jonmajm: ohhhh
jonmajm: shaved
aznsweetie221: i highly recommend that you trim....as ive been patiently explaining to mike why
jonmajm: whys that
jonmajm: what would be sympathetic trimming constitute
jonmajm: like short?
aznsweetie221: not short
aznsweetie221: just medium length
aznsweetie221: so that when a girl is giving you head
aznsweetie221: theres not a mass of hair surrounding the errmmm pee pee
jonmajm: hahaha
aznsweetie221: so just keep that in mind
jonmajm: dang
jonmajm: for like ali then
aznsweetie221: pubes in mouth=no good
aznsweetie221: LMAO
jonmajm: his clippings are like
jonmajm: fur balls
ali:
supermilk7: youknow what
supermilk7: hairiness is MANLY
supermilk7: he's just jealous
aznsweetie221: i lubs you!
aznsweetie221: teeheee
aznsweetie221: you never answered my question!!
supermilk7: wild is the way to go
aznsweetie221: for girls?
supermilk7: i'll shave your name into mine if you kiss it
supermilk7: hahaha
supermilk7: girls trimmed at LEAST
supermilk7:
shaved maybe but a lot of chicks get those nasty ingrown hairs and shit
cuz the hair is weird down thurr and i dont wanna see bumps and nasty
shit as a result of shitty shaving
guys really should give some consideration to the girl. they don't
necessarily need to shave everything off (though it IS supposed to
"enhance" the pee pee).
so....shaved, trimmed, or wild?? males AND females.
.......
on a completely different note (sparked by a question from a friend)
do asian girls look better in red or black lingerie?
......
one last thing. pms sucks. a lot. why? because it makes me cry
for no reason. like last night. i was almost finished reading the secrets of jin-shei.
something in the ending made me cry. and then that just made me start
crying uncontrollably over random shiet like past guilt, death, not
being a kid anymore. bah. |
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it was after hours of uninterrupted and continuous chatting that i
found out more about her personality. i was right about that
smile of hers... looks like an angel, but a mind like the devil
i found out that she wanted to visit austin, but had no where to
stay. so of course being the gracious gentleman that i am,
*cough cough O =) * i offered my humble abode
to accommodate the maiden during the course of her visit. it had
nothing to do with how hot i thought she was, nor the fact that i only
had one bed.....
and that was the beginning of our relationship. and after a
little more than 4 months, i have gotten to know more and more about my
girl. she is probably the most considerate and appreciative
person that i know. it was really adorable how she left a
voicemail seconds after she left thanking me for letting her stay over
at my apt.
she is an obsessive neat freak and a perfectionist. this tough
tomboy exterior, but on the inside she's this sensitive girl that cry
just as well as the rest of the girls
i don't know... it's hard to describe everything. she has this
uncanny ability to calm me and make me feel like i'm on top of the
world. she can make a depressing day shine bright again with just
a smile. it makes me stupidly giddy when i know i did something
to make her smile... and the best part is, i don't do much of anything
and she's happy. it's that effortless joy that we have with each
other that makes this relationship so great.
well... i'm done for now, cuz i'm sure most of u have already
gone and made many offerings to the porcelain bowl gods. all i
can say is, blame jen for daring me to do this, u all know how don't
usually step down from a dare. but ya... jen, since i know
how u'll probably be reading this... happy anniversary
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| so after much prodding by a certain very attractive individual (read
jen), i will finally update after almost 2 month. of course no
one ever reads this but her so i don't know why i don't just type out
an email to her instead.... but oh well.
so let's try to remember what happened during these last few
months. well... thanks giving day was great. i
remember stuffing myself full of turkey until i was about to
explode. and then that friday was when i got to pick jen up from
her house for the very first time. THAT was interesting...
because that happened to be the first time that i saw her parents too
it's always scary meeting the gf's parents for the first time, but i
haven't met ANY parents in a long time so it felt really really odd.
it wasn't too bad though... cuz well... basically it was, hi ah
yi hao shou shou hao and then we were out the door. i took her
back to my place for lunch to meet my mom for the first time. of
course being the perfect gf that she is, she warmed up to my mom and
hit it off immediately. finally got a chance to spend some time
w/ my baby and stuff. had to take her home so that she could make
it back in time for dinner with her parents. they invited me to
dinner, but since my mom was expecting me at home, i politely
declined. (this becomes somewhat significant the next day)
later that night... my mom got bored. told me that she wanted to drink a margarita. 
i was like.... uummm..... sure.... but we've gotta get alcohol to
make such margarita. she told me... ok we'll go get alcohol and
movies for tonight. mind
you this is the same mother that gave me a nightfall curfew throughout
highschool and 11PM curfew during senior year to sophomore year of
college. so i took her to specs and i asked her what kind of
margarita she would like... the stuff that is mixed from scratch or the
kind from mix. she couldn't make up her mind so she said she
wanted to try both. i being the alcoholic that i am... tried to
push the envelope a little bit more. i told her that since we
have all this and we're probably gonna drink more throughout the
holidays, why don't we have a fully stocked bar? this way we can
make anything and everything we may want to drink. she said
nonchalantly... sure, u know more about this than i do, go for it...
and make sure u get the better quality stuff, i don't want to mess up
my liver drinking trash...
so..... heh heh heh .... this is what we bought :
sauza tequlia for the sauza marg mix.... goose (of course),
bacardi select, silver patron, mombay sapphire, godiva cappuccino and
chocolate liqueur, parrot bay mango rum, jim beam black, forty creek
(because the guy at specs said that it was better than crown),
cointreau, and misc mixes and flavorings.
with the marg set that we also added to the cart we ended up with a
$500+ bill. so yah... that's the story of me taking my mom
to buy me $500+ of alcohol. we ended up getting drunk watching
shrek.
next day... we went to play at the galleria, which was fun
because i finally had someone to give me advice on what's good and
what's bad. i'm never sure what i can pull off and what i
can't. then came something that i wasn't completely ready
for.... when i took jen back to her place, her parents invited me
for dinner... again  i couldn't
exactly say no, because i had already said no the night before.
and them being the traditional type, they might have seen it as a slap
in the face. and of course they had to ask me when i just had a
huge lunch at home around 3PM and i was still full (it was 6pm at the
time).
all i can say was.... it was a DISASTER.....
dinner was to be served around 7:30, so i got to talk to her dad for
about 1.5 hours. it was alright... except for the long awkward
silences between forced conversations. we went around and talked
about what major i was in, what i wanted to do w/ my future,
basketball, what he did for a living, wine, golf. usually this
kinda conversation would take place while waiting for the gf to come
downstairs from her "primping". but once finished, bf and gf
would leave to go to their prospective date. of course i had just
agreed to sit down for dinner. a REALLY REALLY EXCELLENT
dinner.... that i happened to not be hungry for....
for those of you not familiar with chinese tradition... eating... VERY
important. basically when someone comes over you exchange the
traditional greetings and then u ask them if they've ate. if they
haven't, u feed them a LARGE feast. if they have, you feed them a
slightly smaller large feast. not eating anything signifies that
you refuse to accept their gracious generosity and is kinda like those
medieval movies where you take off ur glove and slap them in the face.
i had just had my usual stuff myself until i feel delieriously dizzy
lunch at home at 3PM and finished around 4PM. i was still quite
full at around 7:30pm. even king crab, mussels, and shrimp didn't
entice my appetite. to make things even better (notice the
sarcasm) traditional parents because of the importance of food, will
put extra attention to table manners. how you eat is basically a
reflection of how you were raised. smacking ur food, slurping
your soup, eating before your host does, not finishing everything on
your plate, eating too little, taking the last piece of a dish without
offering to everyone first, and talking with your mouth full were all
signs of horrible upbringing and thus dishonor to you and your
family. (bringing dishonor to you and your family is a big nono)
i had no problems with any of this since my parents were hardasses
about this since i moved over to the US at 5 to live with them (long
story, dun ask). but it was still very nerve wrecking, because i
really wanted to make a good impression. i sat up so straight
that i felt like my back had spasmed and locked in a completely
vertical position. i ate really stiffly and really slowly, making
sure that i didn't have too much food in my mouth at any certain time
in case there would be a question that i would need to answer.
while the whole time i had to try to make myself eat enough to look
like i did justice to jen's mom's cooking and at the same time not hurl
because i was overstuffing myself.
to put the cherry on top of the situation, i had just had 1.5 hours of
conversation with jen's dad... which meant that we had already
exhausted all the subjects of typical forced conversation. so the
result? an ENTIRE dinner of complete silence. i swore at
one point i heard the chirping of a cricket. well i mean, yes
there were occasional bursts of forced conversation now that the mom,
10 year old sister, and 18 year old sister had joined in. but
still.... long long long periods of everyone just looking at each
other blankly, wracking their brain for topics of conversation. i
later found out that i was so stiff that everyone at the table could
actually FEEL my nervousness.
after dinner, i took up the pretense of helping jen take her chair back
upstairs in her room to get a few minutes with her to ask her how i
did. she kept trying to assure me that i was fine, just
nervous... but ya.... i still thought that i was soon to be
the hated bf of the eldest daughter whom no male will be good enough
for. i then made my way downstairs... because it would look
really bad if i went stayed upstairs too long alone w/ jen. so i
went back to the living room, and sat down and had another conversation
of silence, before i finally gave it up and said that, OH, it's 9PM...
my mom expects me home soon. it was SO very nice for you to
invite me over for dinner. thank you for such a great spread, and
sorry that i had ate so much earlier that i didn't do justice to such
great cooking.
as i made my way outside, jen came along to walk me to my car. we
then decided to spend 1.5 hours outside in 45 degree weather talking
right by my car (so much for having to be home at 9 right? )
couple ppl that drove by stopped and looked at us (we were leaning on
the driver's side door that was facing the street). i guessed
that they thought we were having sex or something... because i
had made jen wear my jacket (we didn't expect to be outside talking so
long so we weren't prepared) and i had my arms the jacket sleeves to
keep warm. it was funny seeing the spies that were looking in on
us from her house. as sappy as this sounds, that long talk where
we were freezing our asses off but refused to admit it is one of the
several really great memories that i have with jen.
and ya... i've typed so much, i'm getting sick of updating... so i
guess i'll wait till sometime later on this week, or next week, or
whenever someone bugs me enough to write another entry to update
through christmas break.
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