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Name: JR
State: California
Gender: Male
Interests: Animé, Manga, Any kind of Music from Asia, Asian Languages, Food, Traveling, Computers, Singing
Expertise: Computers, Games, Asian languages, Kingdom Hearts( 1/CoM/2 ), Music
Occupation: College Student
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AIM:  Eikouden
MSN: eikouden@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  eik0uden
Member Since:
3/1/2004
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| BlooorgI totally copied Tiff on this one, but since I have intrawebz on my sidekick, I thought that I might as well.
http://www.twitter.com/eikouden
For y'all stalkers (if any, eep) out thar.
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| Wake me up when september ends. Oh wait, it just did, didn't it?
Bleeeh, I've been in school this past month. Done and over with the Debut. The surprise thing actually worked, much to my surprise; Jane's reaction sounded genuine.
So Squee. It's been up and down lately. I dunno, I'm just along for the ride. Namely with Yin3 he CangBen3. Ups and downs. Aiya. But hey, I'm still alive aren't I?
More to come when I actually HAVE something to talk about.
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| After rosary, parents were inquiring where that person was. And I replied, I dunno, that person said that there was a camping trip to San Francisco or something, so I suppose that person is there. Then my parents retort that they miss that person. And I'm like, that's why I don't bring friends home for you to meet. They incessantly refer to my friends as "internet friends." Gimme a break, I SO have non-internet friends, I just don't want my parents meeting them, 'cause as soon as I do, I'll be compared to how polite they are, or how courteous they are or how adaptive they are.
Anywho, mainly, they were asking about that person. Kinda panicked. I dunno, I don't want to have anything to do with that person lately.
This, quite possibly, might be the only grudge I will never let go of.
Who knows...
Who knew...
Nobody knows...
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| Cue another rant.OK so, if it weren't out in the open already, my family is designated as "Roman Catholic."
I, myself, do not want to identify myself with that religion but doing so would result in me being disown, thus my dilemma.
Anywho, onto the main problem. As some would know (and some wouldn't) The Rosary is one of the traditions (I'd use a different word, but I can't think of it right now) and I'm forced to do it. Now usually there'd be squabbles between my two siblings and I on who would lead and who would do the litany and such. And in comes my supercilious dad with his quintessential "holier-than-thou" speech, attributing The Rosary(sometimes I question why I capitalize this, but this is another story) to the success of his sideline job.
And there I am, astounded, to hear such inane ramblings. Seriously, who in their right mind would attribute that to prayer in the first place. A prayer that dictates that YOU devote yourself TO the Virgin Mary, not you being rewarded for your pious and unwavering loyalty. To me, it makes no sense to consider success as a byproduct of attempting to attain enlightenment.
My quick and sharp tongue would have liked to reprimand my imbecile father, but in doing so, would not better the situation, so I let it be.
And onto rant number 2.
My uncles from Seattle called my parents a while ago, saying that they were in Bakersfield, en route to Los Angeles and ultimately San Diego. We were talking on the phone, chatting away. Lo and behold, to my Parent's amazement, we were able to discern what each other was saying. Of course we could understand each other, It's YOU guys who don't know how to speak right. You even DARE go far as to insult us saying that we "eat" our words, when YOU cannot even easily and correctly annunciate "beach" without causing a whole crowd to cock their eyebrows at you and ask you to repeat.
And even my mom criticizes the British MC on TV, saying she can't speak English right. Honestly, to criticize someone who speaks the purest dialect English using herself to compare with. Such tactlessness, such disregard for someone who actually knows the language better than her.
Sometimes it just irks me how pretentious my Asian parents are. It's uncanny. Day by day, I am vexed whether to decipher their incoherent babbles as logical or just plain nonsense.
Referring back to Amy Tan's Joy Luck Club, maybe it's just cultural differences? Unwillingness to integrate into the Asian-American culture, rather than just plainly Asian culture? Or maybe it's just the inability to do so?
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| What is a song you would be embarrassed about if your friends knew you listened to it?It would be any....90's songs that came from Britney Spears or N'sync or Backstreet Boys.
I still have the CDs though, no shame in that.
Right?
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RIGHT?!
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