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Then we'd all be cheeseburgers.
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| What the fuck, California? |
[Nov. 5th, 2008|09:37 pm] |
I'm frustrated with California.
What the hell happened with proposition 8? So of course people are ecstatic (read: over 60% of Californians voted for him) about Obama winning the presidency, citing "hope" and "change" in his support. But Proposition 8 only had 47% of voters opposing it.
So much for hope and change.
I hardly think these words apply to anyone who thinks that they're "protecting marriage" by discriminating against thousands of gay and lesbian couples that want their love to be reaffirmed by society through marriage. You can say that civil unions have the same protections/benefits as marriages already do, but it's still attempting to be "separate, but equal." Discrimination? I think so.
It also appalls (and amazes) me how much churches organized to support prop 8. Allowing same gender couples to marry through the government didn't mean that you were magically going to have to let gays marry in your church. Churches would still be free to tell them they're all still going to hell as they pleased.
So I wonder, since a possible defeat of prop 8 would have had NO EFFECT on your continuing alienation of the LGBT community, wasn't there anything else they could've spent that money and energy on, like helping the poor or clothing the naked or something else Jesus would rather have focused his time and effort on? I would be very surprised if those idiots hanging out on street corners all day supporting prop 8 would have that same passion for feeding the hungry.
Bitterness aside, I hope that one day (and I hope this day comes soon) that Californians will stop treating the LGBT community like second class citizens. |
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| Threshhold |
[Oct. 14th, 2007|02:10 pm] |
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I got a 30 on my MCATs. If I keep my grades up and keep up with my non-academic activities, I'll be on my way to medical school sometime within the next two years. Let's hope so. |
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| On faith (even though no one reads this thing) |
[Jul. 25th, 2007|01:29 am] |
I was stumbling around the interwebs today, and I found something in a lecture given by David Bazan (aka that guy from Pedro the Lion) on Christianity and such. One thing that he said really struck a chord with me, as I feel very similar right now (and have been for a while) to the situation he describes.
"There’s this thing that happens where we’re approached by God and we’re drawn to respond. Traditionally, I would be drawn to respond and I would realize what an utter fraud I was, and I’d run the other way because I would realize, not only am I totally unworthy, but I would start out by saying, “I love you, God.” And I would realize what a total lie that was; I didn’t love God. If I did, why had it been three weeks since I had last prayed, or why had I masturbated that day when I really didn’t want to do that, or why couldn’t I stop swearing, or whatever it was that was my particular thing."
The key in what he says here is the first sentence in that passage. I grew up Catholic, went to a Catholic school, listened to Bible stories, grew up with religion and everything. Then, after some key events in my life happened (i.e. divorcing parents, lesbian mother, and other stuff I don't really feel like talking about, etc.), it really got me second guessing my faith. Here I am, 20 years old, about to enter my fourth year of college, and I can still remember my childhood days, where I would pray and sing to God with the most earnest feelings and intentions to worship. As of now, I still feel this unmistakable tie to God, but I have no idea what to do with it. Almost like, "I still want to trust You," but I feel like it's almost impossible sometimes with some of the decisions I make, some of the stupid things that I do and my other convictions that seem to contradict the content of the Gospel. I should read the Bible again. Perhaps this time I'll see what God really wants me to see, because despite some of the doubts I have, actually still do want to trust in Him/Her (gender designation of the omnipotent is another issue I have, jeez what's wrong with me) |
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| Well... |
[Nov. 6th, 2006|02:36 am] |
Sometimes, I feel like we really have something. But most of the time, I feel like I'm just some kind of temptation that she needs to get over.
Why hello, life as the man on the side. I haven't seen you in a while. |
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| Occupation? |
[Aug. 24th, 2006|05:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
| | Mos Def - Umi Says (i want the zero 7 remix, damn it) | ] |
This entry is probably for people who haven't seen and/or talked to me for a bit.
So I've been thinking a while about what the hell I want to do with the rest of my life. So far, I've been pretty adamant about wanting to go to pharmacy school, but do I really want to? Would I best serve those around me by dispensing drugs at Walgreen's all my life? Recently, I've been kinda shying away from the whole pharmacy thing. Yeah, you can get paid hella hella bank, but I'm not sure if there is any other appeal other than that. Am I headed somewhere else after college?
I'm thinking about trying to go to medical school to be a doctor. Yes, it's one of those professions that your parents pester you to pursue, but I'm finding myself more and more attracted to the field of medicine. Obviously you would get paid enough, but medicine's biggest appeal to me is that I would be able to positively affect people's lives directly through physical and mental health. It only seems right. Pharmacy offers a similar satisfaction, but I feel like I could achieve more as a doctor. Hopefully I'll be able to learn more about the medical field as the next year goes by, then maybe I can make a decision. |
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| Rock the Bells |
[Aug. 6th, 2006|11:57 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Davis | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  satisfied | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Visionaries - Timeline | ] |
Rock the Bells was off the hook. Definitely worth the money. De La Soul/Dres/Phife was worth it alone, but Immortal Technique and a random Dave Chappelle appearance sealed the deal for me.
Ah, hip hop. <3 |
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| "SoCal is just one big-ass city..." |
[Aug. 3rd, 2006|01:06 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | back home | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Digable Planets - Rebirth of Slick (Cool Like That) | ] |
...and I couldn't agree more.
Me and three of my good friends went on a roadtrip to soCal for the past few days. Relatively eventful. Here's a recap of a few of the interesting things:
-As a result of Albert Sarno and the grand opening of his store, I am very very very tempted to get into the whole "urban clothing" scene. Crooks and Castles did it for me. However, I will NEVER, I repeat, NEVER be a shoe-head. Probably won't get into urban vinyl either, but a few of the Dunnys look pretty sick. (If the last part didn't make sense to you, feel free to im me. my aim sn is tsibugan, and i'm online almost all the time)
-SoCal is hella hella hella good at food. Cases in point:
(1)Guppy Teahouse. The best boba and drinks I have ever tasted anywhere. Their shaved ice/fruit bowls are amazingly huge, tasty, and cheap. And to top it all off, there's an abundance of cute asian customers at all times.
(2)Roscoe's Chicken n' Waffles. Read the name? Enough said.
-Magic Mountain pwns at roller coasters. X and Goliath are the best roller coasters I've ever been on. X, especially, since it gives the rider new sensations as a result of the constant rotation of the train. Awesome.
-Jen isn't coming back to Davis. I'm hella sad. =((((((
-Good friends + Good hip-hop = good times
-2 hour freestyle road sessions are hella sick. a dope rhyme is bound to come out
I'm too lazy now. All in all, kick ass trip. I'm ready to go back sometime in the near future and utilize those crazy SoCal carpool lanes. |
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| oh yayur |
[Jul. 16th, 2006|12:59 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home home | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | A Tribe Called Quest - Find a Way | ] |
I like how summer gives me the opportunity to write in this shit. Come school (real school, not Stats at Solano), I'm gonna stop updating. Real talk. Anyway...
Friday
Woke up and went to Marine World for work. Yep, I said I'd never work there again, but hey, I get paid to sit around and do next to nothing for a little more than minimum wage. That, my friends, is the American dream. After about 8 hours of "work," I went home, freshened up, and went to Cha-Am with my family. Thai food never gets old. It's probably the coconut milk and patis that's all up in the cuisine that keeps me coming back. Hypertension and Diabetes aren't very fun, but I have a few years 'til that sets in.
After a good dinner, I drove up to Davis to see good ol' JessicaLee. We went to Leatherby's in Sac (highly recommended) for some family ice cream parlor goodness. The strawberry cake sundae thing was hella hella hella hella tasty, but I felt like it was made for more than just 2 people. Mental note: 6 dollar ice cream is going to be pretty fucking big. After ingesting about 4 pounds of sundae, we watched some Aladdin back at the apartment. What a good movie. I wish Disney didn't suck so much now. I wonder if they're ever gonna get the groove back since they fell off with Hercules. Man. Hercules sucked ass.
Anyway, we watched Aladdin and then chilled for a bit. She stank hella bad like barbecue, but it's okay. She knows I like that stuff.
Saturday
Milpitas. Supernova. If they had Supernova at Scandia, I'd be there hellllaaaaa. Too bad they got it at MGL and it overheats and costs 4 tokens. Boo. It was awesome seeing everyone. I got there and saw Jason (Reign), Ajay, Jon (Kay0ss), Marc(Kupo, but I guess he plays hella WoW and changed it to something else now), Brad, Ray, Nacho, Jerry and a few others. It was refreshing to see them after having almost no contact with them for the past 2 or 3 years. DDR was a huge part of my life (believe it or not), and I owe a lot to that damn game. Seriously. After MalePenis, we went to some girl's cotillion. Damn I feel hella old. I was going to hella cotillions and shit 2 years ago.
I'm getting boring now, so I'll stop. y33 y33! |
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| That one game I used to play on a regular basis. |
[Jul. 11th, 2006|11:47 am] |
DDR Supernova came out. I don't really want to care, but I'm getting slightly excited. Excited enough to drive to MalePenis. Yes I said it.
I'm about to play with a half-boner.
P.S. Boycott Marine World because they mistreat their workers and put flies in their funnel cake batter. What you thought was a deformed chocolate chip was most definitely NOT a chocolate chip. |
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| I never post anything here. |
[Jul. 10th, 2006|11:24 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Vallejo | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  content | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Common - They Say | ] |
I just had a quick look at all my entries before this. There seems to be a common theme among them, and that seems to be that I have definitely changed over the past year in which I hadn't written shit in this thing. It's interesting to look at though. So I think I'll ramble about a couple of things.
Napier
Yeah, so our relationship ended towards the end of last year. And if you don't know why, then you probably shouldn't. Just know that things happened and people changed. I do miss her at times, but I know that she is in the process of finding herself right now. I know that she's learned a lot and become a stronger person as a result of everything that happened during and post-break up, so I'm thankful for that. I can honestly say that our relationship was the best I've ever experienced and that I now know what I'm looking for now in the opposite sex.
College
Here's the big one. I don't know if I feel like getting all introspective about it, but I'll say one thing. I'm gonna miss college. I only have two more years left, and I feel like my years at Davis will most definitely be the most memorable for me. Although it might seem like I hate it at times, I love being in school. The midterms, finals, studying...they're all second in line to all the wonderful people and social life that comes with them. Oh, and uhh, drinking's fun too =D
my Brother
I seriously look up to him. I'm literally forced to because he's so damn tall, but he's got so much more artistic and musical talent than me, so I look up to him as an inspiration too. It's funny how I used to think that I hated him so much when I was younger, but now he's one of my best friends. *cue AWWWWWWs from the audience*
Just trying to take things one day at a time.
p.s. i enjoy long walks on the beach and stinky Chinese/Peruvian girls |
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| realization. stolen from stephanie.lee |
[Jun. 8th, 2005|10:08 pm] |
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| [ | music |
| | Passion - Lemonade | ] |
In a Few Weeks...
A year has past and now we stand on the brink of returning to a world where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything yet nothing being the same. In a few weeks we will reluctantly give our hugs and, fighting the tears, say goodbye to the people who were once just names on a sheet of paper to return to people that we hugged and fought tears to say goodbye to before we ever left. We will leave our best friends to return to our best friends. We will go back to places we came from and go back to the same things we did last summer and every summer before. We will come into town on that same familiar road, and even thought it has been months, it will seem like only yesterday.
As you walk into your old bedroom, every emotion will pass through you as you reflect on the way your life has changed and the person you have become. You suddenly realize that the things that were most important to you a year ago don't seem to matter so much anymore, and the things you hold highest now, no one at home will completely understand. Who will you call first? Where are you going to work? Who will be at the party Saturday night? What has everyone been up to? Who from school will you keep in touch with? How long before you actually start missing people bargaining in without calling or knocking? Who will get breadsticks with you at three in the morning? How long until you adjust to sleeping in a room by yourself, or how long before you realize your three best friends aren't in the bed next to your room?
Then you realize how much things have changed, you realize the hardest part of college is balancing the two completely different worlds you now live in, trying desperately to hold on to everything all the while trying to figure out what you have to leave behind. In the matter of one day's traveling time, we will leave our world of living next door to our best friends, walking across campus to eat, instant messenger, 8:00 classes, and perpetual procrastination to a world that will seem foreign to us despite the fact that we have lived in it for nineteen years.
But it is different now... We now know the meaning of true friendship. We know whom we have kept in touch with over the past year and whom we hold dearest to our hearts. We've left our high school worlds to deal with the real world. We have had our hearts broken, we've fell in love, we've helped our best friends through the toughest times of their lives, something their even best friends at home couldn't be there for. We've stayed up all night just to be there for a friend. We've partied the night away, doing stupid stuff, but we were always there for each other afterwards. There have been times when we've felt so helpless being hours away from home when we know our families or friends needed us most, and there are times when we know we have made a difference.
A few weeks from now we will leave. A few weeks from now we take down our pictures, and pack up our clothes. No more going next door to do nothing for hours on end. We will leave our friends whose random emails and phone calls will bring us to laughter and tears this summer. We will take our memories and dreams and put them away for now, saving them for our return to this world.
A few weeks from now we will arrive. A few weeks from now we will unpack our bags and have dinner with our families. We will drive over to our best friend's house and do nothing for hours on end. We will return to the same friends whose random emails and phone calls have brought us laughter and tears over the past year. We will unpack old memories and dreams that have been put away for the past year.
A few weeks from now we will dig deep inside to find the strength and conviction to adjust to change and still keep each other close. And somehow, in someway, we will find our place between these two worlds.
In a few weeks.... are you ready?
From http://www.personal.psu.edu/users/r/z/rzw103/in_a_few_weeks.htm |
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| stolen from scooter....it might be kinda rigged |
[May. 14th, 2005|09:14 pm] |
Your Political Profile
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Overall: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
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Social Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
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Personal Responsibility: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
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Fiscal Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
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Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
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Defense and Crime: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
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Gee, how odd. |
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| The Mars Volta |
[Mar. 5th, 2005|11:42 am] |
| [ | music |
| | The Mars Volta - Cyngus, Vismund Cygnus | ] |
Frances the Mute is an amazing album. I recommend it to anyone who is willing to listen to anything. Listen to it in a dark room with your eyes closed and let your imagination take over.
Oh yeah, that and I just got hired as the new Community Mentorship Coordinator for Bridge (Filipino Outreach and Retention organization at UCD), so you high school kids watch out!!!! I'm making you go to college hell or high water... |
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| short update/reflection |
[Mar. 1st, 2005|01:23 am] |
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| [ | music |
| | Jimmy Eat World - Blister | ] |
College: the most fun you'll never want to have again.
So true.
I gotta finish an annoying ass paper for Asian American studies about how Filipino men in the 1920's and 1930's hella like white bitches and paying them 10 cents a minute to dance with them. It's like a sex hotline and a strip club, minus the titties and the faux sexy voice asking you for your credit card number. I barely passed a math midterm, and I'm pretty sure I failed a chemistry midterm. So many things are happening, but I don't know what to make of it. I'm not necessarily worried, but I'm not really happy. Oh wait. Yes I am. I am genuinely happy. Mmmmmmm...64 ounces of apple juice for a dollar.
I love being alive right now. Thank you God. I appreciate it. |
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| 1st Quarter Grades |
[Dec. 23rd, 2004|09:40 am] |
Chemistry 2A: A (4 Grade Points x 5 units)= 20
Math 16A: B (3 Grade Points x 3 units)= 9
Psychology 1: A- (3.7 Grade Points x 4 units)= 14.8
Sociology 5: B+ (3.3 Grade Points x 4 units)= 13.2
When you add up the calculated values, and divide it by the total amount of units being taken, you have your GPA.
3.5626
D'oh, Brian's not as smart as he was in high school. |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 23rd, 2004|02:38 am] |
Something tells me my break won't be very productive. Case in point being my continuous halo-fests at random people's houses for X amounts of hours on end. Whoopty-doo, Microsoft is running the next 11 days of my life. They really will own everything soon enough.
Now here's a list of things Brian wishes not to be waken up at 2:30 in the morning to be told:
1. Dude, my boogers are hecka green.
2. You bent my Wookie.
3. My old classmate grabbed my boob tonight.
4. Duuuuuuuddddeeeeeee, I'm so druuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnkkkkkkkkkkk. LoLzZzZzZzZZzZzZzZoRzZzZ
5. World of Warcraft is a good game.
A list of replacement sayings that I'd rather hear?
1. Myspace just got nuked by a fake online nuke and the nuclear fallout is spreading to livejournal, xanga, and all of those servers that provide those annoying ass videos for people to put on their myspace pages! OH EM GEE!
2. My weiner is bent and won't move anymore.
3. I met a ninja tonight who leaped on the hood of my car, and he gave me ninja stars made out of french fries to throw at people who cut me off on the freeway.
4. Teetee.
5. Good eye, sniper. I'll shoot, you run.
Ok. I think I'm good now. |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 19th, 2004|01:25 am] |
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I have an A and an A- in two of my classes so far...let's see how the rest goes... |
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