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So i haven't posted anything in a while so here's a concentrated fix of my craziness that you've been missing from your life. Oh. and I'll be in the New York area from june sixth to july fourteenth, just in case that concerns anyone. It'll be good to get my haircut, Teach the sibling how to operate a motor vehicle [and thus I am issuing a warning. take heed. you drivers are hereby forewarned].
- Had an internet conversation with mitchell recently. Word is that he's alive. He's on g-talk if anybody's interested. [gotcha!]
- Tried Tag and Axe body spray in TANDEM and yet failed to get laid by a
flurry of teh hot chix. Thus reaffirming my status as a renegade hero
of the virgins. My legend grows stronger by the passing sands of time.
- A few weeks back our basement flooded with shit from a backed up septic tank.
Our our laundry related appliances are in the basement.
Our landlady just recently bothered to send someone to clean it out and pump the tank.
Incidentally, wearing the same pair of underwear for 3 days was not as unpleasant as I had imagined.
- Got rip roaring drunk with Brad, Hao and Brian. played beer pong and hit a 5th overtime at 6AM. this may have been the greatest achievement of my life.
- I don't have the opportunity to workout or eat as much these days and i keep dropping weight like a very wealthy british man. or... i mean pounds like a wealthy british man. Anyway, it's downright frustrating. But perhaps not as frustrating as when I inform girls about my plight and they roll their eyes as if I were complaining about having so much money that i've been reduced to wiping my prettyboy bottom with c-notes.
people just don't realize that guys try to reach an ideal image too. and losing weight means losing muscle and it's kind of analogous to girls growing muffin tops. why don't people understand?!?! hah. actually. i just tell girls i lose weight by sitting on my ass to get a rise out of them. it's pretty funny. but really, i keep hearing that i look skinnier, and it's kind of annoying. angst.
- Sack tells me that mosquitoes are attracted to smelly feet.
Last week i woke up with 16 individual bites on my footpods.
Um. I think that's all I'm going to say about that.
- Watched a korean drama last week suggested to me by Matt Wong called Soulmate. It was pretty funny. I enjoyed it thoroughly. kind of makes you think about dating and how we think about the opposite sex. also reminded me about how much i'm lacking in dating and what the opposite sex is looking for. anyway. Find it at http://www.veoh.com
BTW. soundtrack is great! 'Nouvelle Vague - This is not a love song' has become one of my favorite songs.
Oh. and Phil and I will clean your garage and mow your lawn for cash monies.
that is all.
-hale
edit : my hair looks EFFIN great right now, but it's 5:45 AM and no one will ever see it in this state. this is sad in the sense that no one will ever see it and also in the sense that i actually thought about this.
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Thanks to KyoungHa, I've started reading SlamDunk in my free time. It's really been a blast from the past, and I've had a lot of fun re-experiencing the feeling that anything is possible.
When I was younger I always read comic books like DragonBall and SlamDunk and figured that my life would be, in similar fashion, unexpectedly extraordinary. I was always banking on some random chance event that would give me some kind of innate talent to be 'comic book' incredible.
Now, having made it through this many years of my life without having died on one hand is quite impressive for me, but at the same time having failed to acquire any super powers, ultimate sports acumen, or even any kind of peculiar hair color, I think I can safely put my comic book reveries away.
I suppose it's kind of sad though; the loss of more innocent times. When aspirations were dreams and had absolutely the least bit to do with money, cars, or women.
Simpler times. Where did they go?
On an unrelated note, the phrase, "we're gonna rock the night away" conjures images of chasing away men in armored suits with stones.
Finally : Bowling, YnD style.
Photocredit : Kevin Richardson
-hale
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| Idunno if this is just me, but i don't know how many times people have heard my computer playing Freestyle's "Y (please tell me why)" and said
"There's a korean cover of this song? you know that this is a chinese song right?"
somehow it irritates me that people think that the korean one is the knockoff. I don't even know why. I guess it's a lot more common than i knew. Many Chinese pop stars have released songs that copy Korean songs, but artists like Wilbur Pan, Edison Chen, Energy and Cyndi Wang in particular have made their careers copying popular korean songs without license. But then again korean artists rip off American music constantly too. I guess it's just annoying that the copy seems to be better recognized among non-korean speakers.
But I try not to be too much of a hater.
Twinkie KP is weird like that.
-hale
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| I keep looking back at this, for some reason. it's the playground i grew up by.
and now, for another random interlude of drivel...
The war of a thousand hearts
by Hale Cho
In my mind oft coincide,
pithy sayings old and wise.
"All things are fair in love n' war."
so, "Love is war" and furthermore,
"war is hell" and very well.
Bloody war sheds rosy red,
and my heart bleeds ever blue.
But a jaded mind is past his prime.
Ignore my signs enjoy your time.
Though love's a treat gone bittersweet,
girls are nice and full of spice,
with fine lies in flitting eyes.
Open your mind in time you'll find
a sweet girl to break your heart.
don't worry. none of this has to do with me. i just thought it sounded deep and brooding. maybe some emo chicks will start jumping my nuts.
-hale
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 ah haha. memories. this picture still makes me laugh.
So it's damn near 8AM and I'm sitting in Jae's living room in the Bronx, amidst snoring, sleep mumbling visiting fraternity brothers, and it's in this near quiet moment of dawntime downtime that it occurs to me how much I love my fraternity, how much I love my friends. Not that I didn't love my friends or fraternity any less before, but it's not always that this sort of thing comes to bear at the fore of your mind.
Maybe it's not just that the bros are here. Perhaps it's the coming of new year's eve and its cherished traditions of reflection that is addling my brain. Or maybe it's because I've been recently catching up with friends who I've been previously too occupied to visit. Or that I've spent the last two weeks or so of this winter break largely by my lonesome. Likely it's all these things put together and more. But I can't help but to think... I've begun to realize just how painful lonesome can be.
We're all so terrified of walking through life alone, and rightfully so. As cliche as it is, I've always said that the most valuable things that I have come to own are the bonds of family and collections of friendships that I have amassed through the years. It's about the men and women, boys and girls that have waltzed into my life, and have had a troublesome time of exiting quite as easily that I can honestly say, I really don't think I can do without.
And to those I've fallen out of touch with, I extend my most sincere apologies. It's not so much that I feel that I'm doing you a great injustice by keeping you of your regular Hale fixes. As it turns out, I'm more than certain that you can do just as well in the ongoings of whatever it is that you do in your lives - if not better - without the burdens of my bumblings and meddlings. But, I feel that keeping in contact with you is the most sincere way to say, "thank you, for enriching my life, for inspiring me, for catching my falls and cleaning up my botches." Failing in this capacity to those who I've called friend is one of my deepest regrets.
So, at any rate, happy new year to everyone.
Here's to making new memories to reflect on in a year.
You're my boy Blue.
-hale
epilogue: sorry for the bullshitty sounding heavy post. lighthearted tomfoolery to resume next installment.
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