tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40886932011-04-21T13:13:27.578-07:00just because we all have a rectum and there are three sides to every story... just like there are three points to a freakin' triangle.your arsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06327855372667555932noreply@blogger.comBlogger3301100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4088693.post-34374696739816998802008-07-19T01:17:00.000-07:002008-07-19T01:29:54.310-07:00

Introduction Community colleges play a vital role in higher education in the United States. Over sixty percent of all first- and second-year students, many from lower socio-economic backgrounds, who attend postsecondary institutions, are enrolled at over 1200 community colleges around the country (Cohen & Brawer, 2003). The community college is an attractive option for underrepresented students

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growing old is a very strange experience. i remember when my parents would have trouble sleeping because of the problems they had at the time. until recently, i always laughed at the idea that people can't sleep because of their worries. the past couple of months, i've been having trouble sleeping and realized that it's not so funny anymore. part of growing up or growing old means that one has

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this has got to hurt...

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i've been done with graduate school for several months now. i've just been really lazy to blog regularly. but on this particular saturday night, i find myself really fucking bored. i went to work a little today. visited dad. went grocery shopping at a chinese market. made some food. now i'm at my usual hangout. i'm feeling a bit blah. not sure why.graduation was good. for the most part

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i'm so close to finishing up masters degree i could totally lick it, taste it, smell it, feel it, and fuck it. but as luck would have it, i chose a really crappy elective course. definitely not helping to keep the "senioritis" away. work is going well. i'm getting along with everyone which is nice. i bought a 360 for deidra and myself as a little xmas/valentines day present. we were waiting

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it's been a while since my last post. it's the same old story... work, school, and starbucks.i really like the eagle song, "new kid in town" so i'm going to post the lyrics.There's talk on the street; it sounds so familiarGreat expectations, everybody's watching youPeople you meet, they all seem to know youEven your old friends treat you like you're something newJohnny come lately, the new kid

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i've always been a guy that complains about stuff before actually trying it. i don't know why. that's just the way i am. as i grow older, or should i say, mature, i discovered that i have a lot of faults. some really bad. others not so much. i really want to stop complaining about things before i try them. but that's so fucking difficult, you know. along the same lines, i admit that i'm a lazy

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oh, happy belated 30th birthday to me. jenny and cecil took my mother, deidra, and i out to see belle & sebastian at the hollywood bowl. it's was really nice and i had a great time.

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you know, i can totally understand banning smoking indoors. but outdoors? that's a little ridiculous. not that i mind either way, but where can people smoke anymore?a proposal to ban smoking in santa monica has been approved by the city's council and an ordinance is being drafted.if people really want to do away with second-hand smoke, why not deal with the pollution that comes from cars,

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damn thunder and lightning.since 2:30am, i've been lying in bed for about an hour, twisting and turning. for some reason, i wasn't able to sleep. so just when i was about to go into la la land...KABOOM! KABOOM!what the fuck?flashes.KABOOM!arrgh! what a bitch. so now i'm up and drinking a box of malted vitasoy and eating a sponge cake made from tofu. vitasoy, good. tofu sponge cake, bad.it's about

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so now four days after my father's cremation, i'm playing the waiting game. as per policy, it takes about seven to ten days to get the ashes back. don't ask me why. and maybe it's the same in the states. then it takes another three days or so to get the exit papers ready. anyhow, i'll be here in hong kong for another ten years or so. *sigh*although it's only been a month since i've been in hk, it

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i decided in the spirit of full disclosure to post the eulogy i delivered this morning during my father's hong kong funeral ceremony. i don't know exactly why i'm doing this. for some reason i feel that this is such a private matter that i really shouldn't publicize it. but on the other hand, i wanted those who read this blog to know how much my father meant to me.i don't think i've ever told any

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it's hard to believe, but deidra and i've been married for a year now. time flies and i'm glad to have spent the last year of my life with her. of course, she would probably say that i spent more time over at starbucks than with her.i love you, babe!

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today has to be the worst day ever.started out decent enough. woke up, checked my email. checked the news. watched a little more of 21 grams. my mum came home from church and she decided we should go out and shop around. fine. then we went over to a mall my sister suggested to meet her for lunch.lunch was fine, though it was at pizza hut (i know, i traveled half way around the world to have

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so for a brief (hopefully) moment in time, this is how the world views people from hong kong. ***WARNING*** THIS CONTAINS EXPLETIVES IN CANTONESE... YOU'VE BEEN PROPERLY WARNED.can't really say i'm proud of this, but it's kinda funny... in a sad sorta way.i can probably say that if some guy was talking to me that way, he would have gotten his ass kicked pretty badly. of course, i'm not the type

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my father was an incredible human being. from growing up a poor, country boy in china to being an american (senior) citizen. not many people can claim something like that. but my father could. he was always telling us, my sister and i, that we should make good use of this opportunity (of being educated in the US) because we did not have the condition to be in the united states. that's the word he

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This is for your entire life, including today: have you ever...(x) Smoked a cigarette( ) Crashed a friend's car( ) Stolen a car(x) Been in love(x) Been dumped(x) Shoplifted( ) Been fired(x) Been in a fist fight(x) Snuck out of your parent's house(x) Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back( ) Been arrested(x) Gone on a blind date(x) Lied to a friend(x) Skipped school( ) Seen someone die

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what a long day. basically, the usual stuff. went to kowloon for dinner tonight with my mum's relatives. had some shark fin soup, some peking duck, and some little dragon dumplings. delish. so tired that it wasn't really enjoyable. except, my uncles and aunt always make me laugh because they are so freaking funny.when we were leaving the restaurant, my mum's uncle, who is a bit freaky, was

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people, places, things i'm missing in no particular order (except for the first item):deidra, my love - "okay, i'll do it later... damn woman!"my friends - "sorry, i can't make it."hanging outside of the bucks - "hey vedat, 3 o'clock"the starbucks crew (they are my friends, but i think it's best to differentiate) - "shalom, shalom"coffee - "venti drip, no room"driving - "fucking asian bitch...

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any way to procrastinate says i. the last couple of weeks have been pretty killer with my research paper, seminar website, and counseling video all do a week apart. i finished the paper last wednesday which was really the only stressful assignment out of the three. i pulled an all-nighter outside of starbucks, which thinking about it now, wasn't too bad. a little chilly, but certainly

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i hate long days and even longer nights.

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well, it was horrible to watch the bruins lose two nights ago. it hurts, but the silver-lining is that the team will only get better next year. go bruins.i got a lot of flack from the folks over at the 'bucks. painful. a new song that i enjoy is by this group called neutral milk hotel. yeah, it's a very, very strange name for a group, but their song, "In the Aeroplane Over the Sea," is

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wow, ucla bruins.what can i say. one game away from a dozen basketball championships. what a great job they did tonight against a tough lsu team. great defensive display. tough. big baby played like he just had one. did you see how tired he was? and that's was in the early part of the first half. nobody is greater then john wooden, but ben howland is coming really close to it. great job guys.

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these are some of the people i work with. the guy with the tie is pedro and he left us for a better job. well, one that has benefits.from left: belem, eva, maggie, peter, yours truly, and maria (aka: sunrise).i have to say, other than working at srlf, i haven't had so much fun at work, especially with this group of people.peter and i would go down to the basement (where we keep a lot of supplies

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if i died now, i'd be a happy man.it would suck though. and i'm sure deidra wouldn't be too happy about it. but my life would be complete.there's this one song i have never been able to find. i've spent about 8 years or so wanting to hear the song again. it was played in the early 90's on kroq... when it was actually good. there's this one song i realky loved but never got the name of, never got

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the first person i met at starbucks, arthur, passed away on friday.generally a likeable guy, sometimes brass, but a nice guy overall.i'll remember him gyrating his hips while playing poker with us, which resulted in him farting up a storm. i'll remember him trying to hook up jenny and aaron. i'll remember him taking that picture of me, which basically initiated me into this group of people. i'll

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one thing i hate about starbucks, and there aren't many, is that once in a blue moon, i'll see my old landlords walking by because he and his wife goes to the chinese food place around the corner. i can't stand them and they fucking annoy the hell out of me. i should really say i hate HER cuz she's such a bitch. i should just keep my head down and mind my own business. i really should.

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i feel in need of some medication.

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is anyone else as excited as i am about the new morrissey album that's coming out next month? he really has great names for his albums, doesn't he?after coming back from hk, i'm been so unmotivated with any school related work. i can't even read. i feel so compel to quit and say fuck with school. at this point, i just want to get by and finish the damn thing up. i don't know why? maybe i'm just a

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you know what's freaky?okay, other than survivor shot?inanimate objects personified in cartoon or claymation form. i just saw an advert show household appliances with arms and legs modeling down a catwalk. the dryer, then preceded to open its door to show the "goods." why?that's just not right. just like that stupid cartoon they have at movie theatres. the one with the walking coke, popcorn,

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i was reading an latimes article on this new game called streetwars: killers and basically the premise of the game is that you're a hitman and your objective is to hunt down your target and squirt them with water. once you do that, you get your target's objective, so on and so forth until you are your own target. at this point, you win a pot of about $500.so the game started in la today with

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just wanted to give mighty props to my bruins basketball team for winning the pac-10 tourney and killing OSU, UA, and CAL (fucking cal).if i was in the states, i would have watched the games, and they sounded like they were pretty exciting games, especially with the bruins putting a beat down on each of the teams. i can't wait for the tournament come next week.

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i realized today that i took a book of matches with me on the flight to hk earlier this week. it was hiding out in one of my zippered compartments in my carry-on backpack.too bad i forgot my shoe bomb.i bet it would probably have shut that noisy kid up that was sitting two seats to my right. seriously, if you have a kid... let's say 4 years old or so, and he's crying, kicking, and causing general

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sometimes it is difficult for me to think about my father and his illness. i'm sitting in my parents' flat in hong kong, watching my father play with my less than one-year-old nephew. i teared up as my father talks about how in 10 years, baby gaby, will be able to do anything he wants.when he said that, i think in all of our minds, ten years seem like a long time away. will dad still be around in

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yes, yes, i know, it's been a while since i've last blogged. school, work, and general debauchy at the bucks are taking time away from doing other things... such as hanging out with the mrs. (sorry, babe).but something happened today... well, not just today, cuz i have to tell the molestation story, too one of these days. and no, not when i was younger, but a month ago. but that's another tale

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i think i've just witnessed one of the most disgusting display of human-animal interaction in my life.i'm sitting outside of starbucks and this couple with a dog is sitting in front of me. a guy walks up to the dog and after greeting the dog, preceded to give the dog a few licks of his ice-cream. after the dog had a few licks, the guy then took a couple of licks of the ice-cream himself.okay,

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hey char, did i tell you that while in paris, i went to visit proust's grave? here's a picture of it.

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it's been a while since we've come back from our trip in europe. i have to say that even though we were always busy going from one place to another, it was still a great trip. i think the best part of the trip (other than spending so much quality time with deidra) is seeing the eiffel tower. it took my breath away.a new semester started last week and i have to say that it's going to be a rough

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dude, all i have to say is that ireland rules. it's fucking awesome. the weather, albeit a bit cold, is wonderful. the scenery, the drinking, and everything. the cliffs of moher was incredible. everyone should come to ireland.hello everyone back home. hope y'all are having a wonderful christmas. oh, btw, three days in ireland and i've seen a green bra, a mum breast-feeding in public, and a

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so the day is here. in about 4 hours, deidra and i will be heading out to lax to take a flight to boston and then to shannon. it'll be cold, so i've been told. i'm pulling an all nighter so that i can sleep on the plane and not have too much jet-lag when we get to shannon.i'm not too excited right now, as usual when i travel. i don't know what it is... probably cuz i'm all lazy and don't want

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is it disturbing that i actually like kelly clarkson's song, "since u been gone?" i mean come on, it's pretty crap, but it's rather catchy. *sigh*

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i'm totally inthralled with the death cab for cutie song, "soul meets body."I want to live where soul meets bodyAnd let the sun wrap its arms around meAnd bathe my skin in water cool and cleansingAnd feel what it's like to be new'Cause in my head there's a Greyhound stationWhere I send my thoughts to far-off destinationsSo they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited

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tonight was a pretty eventful night at starbucks.i got there around 10ish and saw person a, person b, and person c there (names to protect the people there). everything seemed pretty normal except for the bunch of starbucks workers hanging out at the table next to ours. usually, they don't really hangout in bunches, but it wasn't such a big deal.i was watching person a play three-card poker on

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i'm currently reading the contrarian's guide to leadership by steven sample, the president of usc. it's a very interesting book which takes on, as the name suggests, a different view on leadership. one thing i've noticed from reading these books on leadership is the number of anecdotes that the authors include in their text. obviously, it makes a whole lot of sense to do that since it gives

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busy, busy, busy.so much stuff to tell you, but so little motivation to do it. don't you hate it when your computer contracts herpes and you can't get rid of the damn thing. i had that stupid problem for three days. apparently, the nav website gave me the wrong link to download the fix-it tool. so i tried to get rid of it with some AV program called antivir that a regular at starbucks told me

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i'm not a very philosophical person. i tend to hate thinking about things. i hate that about myself. i admire people who can think, or more correctly, philiosophize about something and have very enlightened discussions on various topics. i wouldn't say (or at least wouldn't want to admit) that i'm basically a simple person, with very simple thoughts. for some reason or another, i can't seem

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one of the bad things about being a "regular" at starbucks is that the people who work there know and recognize you. so this morning, i went in to get a refill for the coffee i got last night. if you're not familiar with starbucks, you can get a refills for 50 cents for the coffee you bought that day.anyway, so i walked up there and the guy who works there (the one that the other regulars

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wow, if you missed the cal/ucla game tonight, you truly missed a great football game. i've almost given up on the bruins until the fake punt in the middle of the fourth quarter. i think every bruin supporter was screaming at dorrell for calling in the punt team, but when page got the ball and ran for 38 yds and a first down, i knew right then and there that it's over. ucla was gonna win. what

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john cleese said in on becoming a leader, "the essence of creativity is not the possession of some special talent, it is much more the ability to play."i remember one time in fourth grade, during arts period, the teacher gave us a piece of paper and told us to draw. "draw anything," she said.so i started drawing, with nothing in mind. just draw. i ended up with this weird ass red cross on a

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i'm currently reading on becoming a leader by warren bennis for my masters seminar class. it's a pretty interesting read, especially since it's not dry. anyway, here are four points on self-knowledge (learning about yourself):1. you are your own best teacher.2. accept responsibility. blame no one.3. you can learn anything you want to learn.4. true understanding comes from reflecting on your

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well, it looks like women in their late teens and 20's like to eat pussy. sweeeet!excerpt:The trend among college women has prompted some sexual behavior experts to light-heartedly refer to the term "LUG," or "lesbian until graduation," said Craig Kinsley, a neuroscientist at the University of Richmond who studies the biology of sexual orientation and gender.take that, fucking christian

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trying to find a therapist is a pain in the ass. not that i have much of a problem talking, but it's hard to get the person up to speed to what's going on with my life and since they (the therapist) aren't sure you're coming back, they don't really put too much effort into the first session.so yes, i've finally decided to go see a therapist. inasmuch as i don't give a shit who knows, i'm blogging

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i must be hanging out at starbucks too much.this morning, one of the regulars (i'm talking about one of the five or six guys who are always there... and i thought i go there a lot), took this picture of me while he was playing with his camera.when i went back to starbucks after dinner, he showed me some of the pictures he took. i thought this one turned out pretty well, so i asked him to email it

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okay, this is something new.it's my first video... i hope it works. shotty camera work by yours truly.if you have the time, and if you would like... click here.the music is the la's, there she goes. enjoy.oh, btw, i would like to thank tony and chris for helping me out with windows movie maker 2 and cuteftp (and a whole bunch of crap today), respectively.mm2 will definitely help me make a video

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well, the disney themepark opened in hk yesterday. this picture is, of course, before any of the major construction took place.after bitching from animal-rights activists, they will not be serving shark-fin soup for those holding weddings at the park. shark-fin soup is a delicacy in china.unfortunately, what they do to get shark fins is to catch the sharks, cut off the fins, and then put them

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quick shoutout to my buddy andrea, who's celebrating her birthday today (yeah, of all days). hope you're doing well in the NYC.

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i've been doing some basic research on working in hk, both at the secondary school level and postsecondary institutions level.in the postsecondary level, they require you to be able to read and write chinese and english. remember this is just basic research. i wonder if it'll behoove me to learn some puatonghua. god, my pinyin (i'm not even sure if that's how your spell puatonghua) is horrific

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RIP to those who perished during the terrorist attacks in nyc and washington d.c.you will not be forgotten.also, to those who died serving this country... let's hope your deaths will not be in vain (even though gwbush is doing a damn good job at making it so).how many more young men and women must die for this unjustified war?

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dream... dream, dream, dream... dream, dream, dream... when i feel blue...so deidra was telling me how several weeks ago, while we were sleeping, i woke her up in the middle of the night because i was thrashing about in bed. when she asked me if everything was alright, i started speaking to her in cantonese. it would have been interesting to find out what i said, but unfortunately, her recorder

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there is a slight change in our plan for europe.we've decided to make things less painful, we'll just be going to ireland, england, and france. sorry germany and the netherlands, you won't be having the pleasure of having us in your country.why is this, you ask?well, as much as we would like to go to five european countries, it didn't really sit well with me.1. time limitations. though the plan

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is it weird that when i see little kids running around starbucks or anywhere for that matter, i think about how difficult it'll be for them to get a decent college education. hmm... maybe a decent postsecondary education isn't too difficult to obtain. it's the cost of that decent education that i'm worried about.with uc's and even cal states uping their admission standards, and with california

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in my previous post, i wrote that i hated spammers. well, after a couple of weeks commuting on the I10, i'm certain that the interstate is right up there with the spammers. seriously, what the hell are people during at 11am that they need to be on that fucking freeway? i have to admit though, that i really like the electric traffic signs (usually for amber alerts) that inform commuters how long

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i'm so sick of fucking spammers that i've changed the comments option to only those people who are registered with blogger are allowed to comment. of course, i know eventually, they'll be able to bypass this, but for now, i hope it'll be okay. sorry for y'all who want to comment but aren't members with blogger. but it's not like anyone other than mark, julia, and deidra comment anyway.so happy

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okay, i called the 'sc travel agency. now we have ourselves a predicament... well, not really, but maybe a better word would be dilemma.we have a couple of options, which means i'll have to do a little online research to see which one is more financially feasible.first option (open-jaw ticket): we'll fly into shannon, ireland and head east. ireland, england, france, germany, and the netherlands.

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after much anguish and sobbing (and wanting to destroy things on my part), deidra and i have a tentative plan for our honeymoon.where are we going to go?well, i'm glad you asked.we will fly into shannon, ireland. from there, we'll go to galway for the burren & atlantic coast tour to see the cliffs of moher (pictured).next, we'll be heading to cork, where the blarney castle lies so we can kiss the

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deidra and i are in the process of planning our long awaited honeymoon. it's a tedious process. at first, we were thinking of going to europe. to make it easier on us, we thought about just getting those 9-day packages that will take you to three different countries/cities (london, paris, and amsterdam).after mulling over it, we decided that it's too expensive for what we're getting. so then we

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since i had my camera with me, i decided to take a picture of this dog. he/she is so damn cute. he/she is just sitting there staring at its master after licking a plate of what i think to be cream cheese.while i was looking at this dog, a thought flew into my head. here he/she is, lying on the ground... a somewhat nasty, dirty ground. and then he/she will be lying inside the house. is that's a

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here are shaq and kobe playing in the big wheel. rarely do they do this together, but luckily, i had the camera in hand for this. shaq is the one on the right in the back. kobe is the one on the left in front. i tried getting a picture of them separately, but they move so fast that all i end up taking are fuzzy pictures of them.see what i mean? this one is of kobe. kobe is cool. she lets you

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here are some pictures of our furry friend, mr. wellington. even thought it's a female guinea pig, we decided to make cause her some sexual confusion. check out the mohawkish hair on her. it's petty cool. the brick that you see on the right is for her to chisle her sharp claws (though, it's not really working that well since she's not really sure what it's for).mr. wellington in my arms.

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okay, mad props to mark's sister, cassie and her very-soon-to-be husband, john. they are getting married tomorrow (sunday) and i wish them all the best.while the whole zappaterreno and morning clans are in vegas, taking part in this festive occasion, i'm left with feeding their dogs, ozzy and zorro.last time this happened, they growlled at me. twice.but luckily this time, they're much more

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In an article found today on cnn.com, the president was quoted having said,"It's as if the entire Gulf Coast were obliterated by the worst kind of weapon you can imagine."hours later, US troops were mobilized, as an all out assault on mother nature to find her weapons of mass destruction begins. bush condemns mother nature as part of the axis of evil and an enemy of freedom. he continues to say

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from yesterday's cnn showbuzz news:HONG KONG (AP) -- China has honored Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan and Chow Yun-Fat in a commemorative stamp collection marking 100 years of Chinese film.Among the other 128 honored stars were Andy Lau, Tony Leung, Maggie Cheung, Brigitte Lin, Cecilia Cheung, Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung.The stamps bear production shots of the stars and come with brief biographies. The

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jesus, can you believe the shit that is happening in new orleans?a cnn headline read: SCENE OF ANARCHY. sure, the media sensationalizes everything, but when you see pictures of dead people lying out in the streets, in a wheelchair, in the hallways of the superdome... christ.why would people start shooting at a hospital? why would people start randomly shooting guns and wanting to hurt other

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my eye is much better now after a couple of days of placing warm tea bags and boiled eggs on it. (thanks to cecil.)i'm not sure if i'm liking the working a full day and then having to go to class afterward schedule that i experienced earlier in the week. my community college class is great. however, i'm not too excited about my seminar class, though there's not really that much work involved.

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i also had a strange dream last night. i dreamt that tony was getting married and carlin, mark, gordon and i were staying in this one hotel room the day before the wedding. anyway, everything that happened in the dream was a bit fuzzy, but here's what i remembered.1. i didn't bring a suit to the wedding.2. realized i have to go buy a suit.3. mark suggested that there was a place near where we

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a thought occurred to me just now, as i'm reading, the american community college (cohen & brawer, 2003)... well, actually, many thoughts occurred to me when i read, i have reading ADD unfortunately.anyway, my thought was this: in the first meeting of my community college class, the instructor told us that as far as he's concerned, everyone in the class is going to be getting either an A or a B.

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dude, what the fuck is wrong with this picture?i'm not sure if i'm liking this commercialism here. i'm sure once upon a time, i would have bought it without a moment's hesitation. but seriously, this is unacceptable. check out the description:Take Morrissey to bed with you, let him cradle you as you dream, and let his words ring as true as ever, printed in a large cursive script on the topsheet.

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yesterday, while watching the 40-yr-old virgin, i developed a stye in my left eye. well, it wasn't exactly then, but i started becoming cognizant of the problem. it's a bit swollen right now, and hurts when i blink. all of this makes it somewhat difficult for me to read. i feel like i've been punched in the eye. and there's nothing i can do except put a warm tea bag over my eye for 15 minutes.on

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there's this article on yahoo today that reported how british tourists are going to the small town of fucking, austria and stealing its signs. yep, that's right. FUCKING, AUSTRIA.said one officer of the town: "It may be very amusing for you British, but F---ing is simply F---ing to us. What is this big F---ing joke? It is puerile."said a local guide: "The Germans all want to see the Mozart house

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my sister email me this morning with a link to some of baby gaby's picture. he looks more chinese than i'd imagine. cute little baby gaby, eh? those are funky baby gloves. for being a week old, this guy has a shitload of hair.

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hey baby, happy three month-versary.

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right now, i'm in my canto phase. that means that i'm enthralled with everything and anything hk.once in a while, i get into these cultural phases. i'm interested to learn if anyone else is like that.like back in college, i was totally in my japanese phase. took a number of japanese history courses. watched japanese mini-series on ksci (channel 18 in the LA area). listened to japanese music.

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freaking a, it's 96 degrees out here. i'm dying. i ended up hiding out inside a starbucks.water is a must. water... water... water...i've been training the last couple of days. i miss hanging out at starbucks on the weekdays. haven't done so in a long time.at my new gig, all they use are macs, which i don't particularly like. but i suppose i'll have to get used to using an apple rather than a

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well, i'm a bruins kinda guy. granted, i'm currently going to usc to get my masters in education degree. however, i love the bruins. grew up watching them. sister went there for her B.S. and M.S. in electrical engineering. got my B.A. in history.so you can understand how i'm a little disturbed by the fact that this year's incoming first-year class at usc scored higher (on average) on both the

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yes, finding food in hk is a bit difficult. deadly bacteria in pigs, high levels of pesticide in vegetables, poision in fish, bird flu in chickens. not many choices left on what's for dinner. the difficult part is regulating how food is produced in china. the government doesn't really give a fuck since there's so many mouths to feed and without all the chemicals, hormones, etc., there's no

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there's a certain satisfaction in doing dishes, i've discovered. especially when there's a crapload of them in the sink and they're starting to stink because you've left them soaking for several days. then other times, there would be a thin layer of greasy film on the surface of the water. nasty. having music piped into the kitchen definitely helps when doing something as banal as

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yeah, just wanted to say that fall 2005 has officially started for me. funny thing is i have no idea what class i have tonight. i guess i'll have to check tomorrow.i can remember how nervous i was last year, not knowing what to expect as i walked into my first graduate class. stats. i don't like stats. stats is evil.what a difference a year makes. now i'm just wondering when i'll have time to

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two fridays ago, deidra and i went on a shopping spree thanks to the state of california. (you don't need to know the details.)so we went to best buy to buy some cds and dvds, all on the state. being the not-so-big-morrissey fan anymore, i was surprised to find that he has a new live album out. i wasn't too impressed with his last album, "you are the quarry." that's probably cuz i only listened

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it happens every year, so i'm not exactly sure why i'm bitching about it. but of course, the damn fucking university of southern california raised tuition again. at least this year, i won't have to pay the ridiculous student health insurance fee. i just have to remember to send in the waiver form and the proof of having private insurance.as far as classes are concerned... i got back my master's

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a new study suggests that asians and north americans see things quite differently.excepts:Shown a photograph, North American students of European background paid more attention to the object in the foreground of a scene, while students from China spent more time studying the background and taking in the whole scene...the reason for this?"Asians live in a more socially complicated world than we do

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my father called several minutes ago, and i'm officially an uncle to a healthy 8 pounds 3 ounce baby boy.welcome to the world, gabriel leung.and when you're old enough to appreciate it, i'll let you into the world of the smiths and morrissey.i'm so happy. i'm uncle fran!apparently, the baby has a big head, just like his uncle.

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i hate the stupid usc registration program. i accidentally dropped my master's seminar class and now i have to wait for it to register that i've dropped it before i can add it again (since i'm took the last spot in the class).so now i have no classes registered. really smart, fran... really smart. and then one of the other classes i registered for is canceled. so now i'm screwed. happy days.

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oh, this one is a doosey...On Sunday, August 14, 2005 at approximately 12:05 AM, a suspect took an unsecured bicycle from the lawn of an apartment on Shrine Ave. The owner of the bicycle and four of his friends confronted the suspect. The suspect pulled out a blue steel revolver from his waistband and fired one shot into the air.The suspect then fled to a teal Ford Expedition that was waiting.

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just a reminder that i updated my hk2005 blog with new pictures and entries. i'm not completely done yet, but will be doing it on and off until the start of the new school year... which i'm still not certain when it starts.

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did anyone see the clip of mets' outfielders, mike cameron and carlos beltran, colliding in the outfield during their game against the padres last night? man, it was pretty bad. and now i read that cameron will need reconstructive facial surgery. that's insane. i respect the fact that athletes strive to perform their best when they are out in the field, but honestly, it can get pretty dangerous

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to put ourselves further in debt, deidra and i bought a car on wednesday. what started as an outing to shop for cars, ended up as an outing to purchase a car.this started when her POS geo tracker's clutch started acting up several weeks ago. since we had already spend several hundred dollars on it fixing it's leaking radiator two months ago, we decided to scrap the damn thing and get a new car

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my sister sent me some sonograms of my nephew, gabriel, today. this is him in june of '05. looking mighty spiffy, doesn't he? my sister says that the doctor told her that he's about 2-weeks ahead in size and weight. ah, just like his uncle fran. there's a saying in chinese about how nephews are very similar to their maternal uncles. poor sis. hahaha.it looks like the delivery day is coming

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i hate small dogs. everytime i see one, i want to punt it like a football.anyway, since coming back from hk, my sleep schedule has been a bit of a mess. yesterday, i took an afternoon nap from 4pm-8pm, then went to bed at 2am and woke up this morning at 7:30am. everytime i come back to la from hk, i really want to wake up at 5am for some reason. i love being awake when the sun rises. strange, eh?

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for those of you who don't visit shawn's blog, here's a picture of his girlfriend, jacqueline. she's really nice, though the last time i visited, i totally kicked her ass in the chinese drinking game.shawn's blog is linked to the right.

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i'm still a bit shocked that peter jennings passed away yesterday. i grew up watching him and even though i hardly watched the news the past 4 or 5 years, anytime i watched him report the news, i felt that i could trust what he was telling me.big shoes to fill.RIP.

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