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| ayo - technology"...oh, i'm into you and boy no-
-one else will do
cuz with every kiss and every hug
you make me, fall in love and now
i, know i can't be the only one
i bet there's hearts all over the world tonight
with the love of their life who feels
what i feel when i'm with you..." --- i have one regret from the past: not taking a LOT more photos. now i know this might surprise you, but i haven't always been the gorgeous creature that stands before you today. before the dieting, and weight loss pills, and make up and hair extensions and the rest of it....i was actually very homely-looking. i was overweight, chubby, fat and round. oh, and i also had the standard 'asian' uniform of: blonde zebra-stripes through my hair, some kind of oversized jacket with big blazing letters: ADIDAS or NIKE. yeah, it was pretty bad. so i'm not sure if that contributed to the fact that i dont have many photos from high school. maybe i was just too asian-gangsta-cool for photos back then? maybe i was camera-shy? or maybe i did take many-a photos, only to burn them all post-highschool when i realised what a tool i looked like? my baby cousin jen - a 16 year old that one day will rule the world - currently has 325 pictures on her camera. these were all taken yesterday. the day before she 'only' took about 100 or so. i asked her 'where did you go to take 100 pics'. her reply was 'no where. my friends came over to hang out'. sheesh, back in the day when my friends came over, we certainly didn't take 100 pictures. we didn't even take 1, unless it was a birthday or something significant. ...and so i came to my conclusion, that it was due to technology that youngeons are whoring themselves out the way they do. because back then, i only had my trusty kodak, with the film. film was expensive, and developing it was even worse. and then you'd have to scan them carefully one by one so you could email them to friends.... i guess i wish digital was available when i was a kid. i'd totally post all my chubby pix for you to see =) | | |
| "...ain't nothin' you can say to me that can change my mind
i gotta let you go now
and nothin' will ever be the same, so just be on your way
go 'head and do your thing now
and there's no more to explain to me ya know
i know ya game, im not feelin' what you do
so i'm bouncing...and i'm out son
i gotta leave you alone..." -j.lo | ll cool j - all i have.
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| anticipation of 'that' phone callhere's a feeling i thought i'd never feel again.... remember back in the day, when you were still sitting comfortably in a training-bra, and you suddenly discovered boys? remember that first crush you had, and you got his phone number...dialled his house about 50 times, hanging up each time you felt someone was going to pick up... and remember when he actually picked up, and told you he'd give you a call back 'in a minute', and you'd hang up with that stupid grin on your face. oh yeah, that feeling... so i called someone [after doing my breathing excercises to actually get the balls to do it], only to have him say 'i'm just in the middle of something...i'll call you back'. so here i wait, pathetically. i'm almost tempted to call a girlfried just to let her know that 'AMG, i totally spoke to him for a second.' mind you, i can do the whole 'i am woman, hear me roar' thing, take charge and call him back. i can txt him to say 'it's cool, i'll call you tomorrow, i'm busy right now' [well, i am busy. i'm xanga-ing]. or i can actually be totally cool about it and not care so much if he calls me back or not. instead, i choose to sit here, my heart racing faster than it was designed to, the butterflies in my stomach fluttering like they'd just had a line or ten of cocaine. and you know, it makes me wonder....why the hell do boys say that they'll call you...if they know they won't. and even more worryingly. why the hell do i care so much that it's been 12 minutes and HE HASN'T CALLED. i need a cigarette. | | |
| i know that you've been waiting for it
i'm waiting too
in my imagination i'd be all up on you
i know you got that fever for me...hundred and two
and boy i know i feel the same
my temperature's through the roof
...touch my body 
[you know who you are] =)
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| fat people - why they should be banned from everywhere.i was reading the local paper the other day, when something caught my eye, and after reading the whole article, ignited some kind of anger i hadn't felt for a long while [at least, from my last post about people who can't spell].
to summarise: a morbidly obese woman had caught a domestic flight within canada. because she was that big, she took up two seats, and was therefore made to pay for the extra seat. i think this is reasonable, don't you?
apparently, she did not. instead, she sued the airline service for causing her grief and pain. and won!!!
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
pain???? grief??? c'mon now you fat cow. you got TWO SEATS. sometimes i'm bloody lucky to get the one to myself.
so the new law in canada is....if you have a disability and require two seats - for example, a disabled person that needs his carer, or something to that effect....you get the second seat for free. i think this is excellent and very fair.
what i DON'T think is fair...is that obesity is now classified as a disability.
IT'S NOT!.
this, is a bloody outrage! if i was anorexic...which is also a mental disability...do i get my seat for half price???? no, i don't. and it's not like i would eat the food, right? so can i get an extra $10 bucks back for that too? no, i wouldn't.
and, how is it fair AT ALL, to consumers in general....when i accidentally over-shop in asia, and my suitcase is over the weight limit...how is it fair, that i have to pay an extra 60 bucks PER KILO, when this fat obese bitch gets a FREE SEAT. i'm willing to bet that the collective weight of my over-stuffed suitcase and my skinny-self doesn't even weigh as much as this 'disabled' person's arm.
there is something ridiculously un-just about all of this.
here's my solution. it's simple, and it just might work.
let's get together, and ban fat people from everywhere. i'm gonna take a page out of nicole richie's book and really just lay it on the table:
we'll create signs that say things like: "this mall/restaurant/swimming pool/soccer field/library etc does not allow persons weighing more than x-amount to enter. please weigh yourself at the door to receive a permit for entry"
when fat people realise that they can't do anything anymore....they will automatically want to lose the weight, in order to get back into that mall/restaurant/swimming pool etc. right?? after all, we know that mischa barton was desperate to get into nicole's president's day party and starved herself until she passed out. this will totally work!
or course, there are few logistics to work out. if one has a REAL medical reason for being fat....one must wear a sandwich board which states so, and one will be granted access to areas of entertainment without question.. we must also figure out what is classified as 'fat'. after all, a person that is 6'4 weighing 200 pounds is considered to be normal, a person standing 4'9 with the same weight....is not quite normal.
yes. after our plan is implemented, we will effectively start seeing results, nation-wide, within the year.
together, we CAN make a difference!
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