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Two Blog Rings to take note of…

Asians with no pride vs. ! ~ aSiAn PrIdE wOrLd WiDe ~ !

Typical “Asians with no pride” member:

  • colored hair, “punk” clothing, and pictures of beastiality or their non-Asian boyfriend/girlfriend

Typical entry:

  •  a lot of crap about hating life (also known as “goth”—which I call “unnecessary depression.”)

Typical “! ~ aSiAn PrIdE wOrLd WiDe ~ !” member:

  • profile picture must be of them striking either a gang sign or posing as an import model (A.K.A. failing to be cool); lots and lots of pictures of the “kick ass” party they went to; shoutouts to people no one else cares about

Typical entry:

  • a lot of crap about drinking and partying, punctuated with Asian slang word (dong ma?!?)

I am neither fascinated nor very much impressed by either of these two groups, as I find them to be hopelessly incapable of understanding anything about culture. On the one hand, Asians with no pride devalue their ethnicity and try too hard to not conform to the Asian stereotypes—not realizing that they are only conforming to bad American stereotypes.

On the other hand, Asians with too much pride have taken their ethnic values and morphed them into something that’s more of a bubblegum fad. There is nothing Asian about them anymore—they walk the walk, and talk to the talk…but they have no idea of whether or not it’s their heritage they are proud of, or the Dance Dance Revolution everyone thinks it is.

These blog rings are pathetic excuses people use to try to stand as a separate group within their culture–and it’s pretty freakin’ lame. What does it really matter how much pride or how little of it you have? You’re just Asian…and no matter how much you try to alter that conclusion, you won’t seem any more or any less so to other people.

So those Asian pride/Asian no pride blog rings can kiss my ass—and so can anyone who joins them. Can’t find anything else to make you more unique than everyone else, can you? Go burn yourself with acid—that’ll make you one in a million. Jerks.

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We still have a week and a half before Halloween, but Christmas lights and holiday wishes are slowly starting to pop up around here. “Season’s Greetings,” we’re supposed to say…but in my mind I’m thinking, “Wallet Eatings” in relation to all the money I will once again have to dish out.

Christmas is an expensive affair. You try to get gifts that people want, but you also subconsciously feel the need to reach a certain budget. You wouldn’t want to get them a gift that’s too cheap, for fear of devaluing your friendship. But at the same time, expensive gifts that are resourceful are just as wasteful. What a dilemma.

Here’s what I would do…if I really cared about giving gifts that mattered. It’s all about what’s in my closet and what I don’t want. Wrap up the old and it’s almost like new! There…Merry Christmas, friend.

Gift-giving should be a purely emotional event. Don’t buy gifts based on what you think the other person wants or deserves…buy them what you think they’re worth.

For instance…

For the friend who only calls when they need something–give them $2 in quarters, and the priceless advice of calling someone else.

For your friend who has no other friends, give them a Neopet that’s been raised to the point of constantly chirping for attention and tell your pal: “Look what I have to go through with you, jerk!”

For your friend who never pays you back, buy them a package of post-it notes and write “IOU” on ever single one of them.

And as for the people you don’t really care about, just pretend like you never knew they existed. So the cost to you this Christmas: an average of $3 per person!

😀

 

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Ah…Xangas written by retards…

http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=baYbEe_ko0LehT

She’s 15 years old, lives in fRiSkO (San Francisco, for you educated “peeps”), is “Pinay”, and can’t spell for sh*t.

An excerpt:

AFTER SKUL- i was wif carymah n claudia…had tuh sign in fo ZACK’s after skul prog now…cuz dis teacher tol us we cant stay der n hung out…

Hold on whilst I vomit…*bleh*

A translation for those of you who can’t read Dumbass:

AFTER SCHOOL- I was with Carymah and Claudia. [We] had to sign in for ZACK’S after school program because this teacher told us [that] we couldn’t stay in there and hang out.

I don’t understand this. Don’t you have to force yourself to type dyslexic-like? Who TRIES to spell badly? This loser bitch does…she’s even gotten too lazy to add the “d” on the world “told.” Its “tol” for her…like I “tol” you so.

And her use of the word “der”…that doesn’t even sound remotely like “there.” At the very least she could have used “dere” or even “dat plaze.”

How the F*CK do blogs like these end up with 72 eprops, and I only get a measley average of 4? OMG…do I really need to resort to dumbing myself down too?

 

 

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The overly-sensitive man…

I really don’t know how it happens, but there are some guys out there who are anatomically male, but emotionally female. You’re probably thinking: “Well, they’re most likely gay,” but I sadly have to say that no, some of these men are not.

These men are whiners…complainers…attention seekers who use sensitivity as a way to get some time in the spotlight. These people talk about their friend’s friend’s friend who died…about the sad story in the paper about the abandoned puppies, and somehow link it to a story in their own lives…they don’t dwell in their own sadness without immediately calling up anyone, ANYONE, to talk to…and if something, minute as it may be, sends them up in a flurry, they will travel from person to person, butting into conversations, and inform them that they are uncomfortable about something no one else cares about.

These “men” are losers. Losers to an exponential power. It’s hard enough getting women to quelch their complaints when they have them…but an overly-sensitive man won’t stand to be comforted because once they are, the attention they get will dissipate. So they stay in their state of aggravation, even though it’s starting to aggravate those around them.

It goes without saying that I am not a fan of this type of man. Yes, I would prefer a guy who was sensitive in the sense that he is aware of my feelings and the feelings of others…but I do not want to be around someone who thinks complaining and whining and talking about sad stories will win him pity points.

If you are an overly-sensitive man, please stay away from me. I will just laugh at you and call you derogatory names behind your back.

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Toot Toot! I’m tooting my own horn!

Yes, I am proud of the good lighting.

Not going to go overboard with the self-worship (as I, personally, kind of hate stuff like that)…but seeing as how I think I clearly deserve a shot of high self-esteem! might as well put my Xanga to good use.

Thanks, Ryan, for picking up my pictures!

These were taken when I was on my trip to Taiwan. Professional photography is big business over there, and offices often have small booths located in busy districts where young people can see sample photos and sign up for sessions.

I was at this mall in Taipei when I saw S-Girl’s little office. They are kind of pricey ($200 for my book of 20 pictures), but compared to a lot of other samples I saw, they are the best. It took 8 hours and about 400 poses, but it was fun (multiplied by 100).

These are only two photos, but you can view a few more (not all because I am too lazy to edit their size right now) at snapfish.com:

http://www.snapfish.com/share/p=923181095576471575/l=33546788/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALB

I don’t know how to use this thing, but I think all you need to do is click on the link and use your Snap Fish account to view photos. If you don’t have one, then you can make one.

🙂

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Why Some Europeans Can Kiss My Ass…

Having been scammed by a particular Ebay Seller, other buyers who have been duped have resorted to sending each other emails about her suspicious behavior (i.e. not refunding money, and making many lame excuses about backordered items). One particular buyer did not find the email exchanges very helpful and he wrote:

 Yeah, I think Nicole’s greatest mistake was sending mass emails that did not include blind carbon copies, thus letting everyone know how many people are waiting for items from a wholesaler that has obviously made false promises to our Ebay sales person and letting everyone write to those waiting for their orders.

Never have I seen such ignorance on the parts of those sending messages to make Nicole look bad.
 
I am the winner of Item 6305621954 (Escaflowne DVD 1-8) which I won on June 29th.  You can bet that if I don’t get my item by the end of September, I’ll be leaving a very clear feedback.  Even so, I am NOT dissatisfied with Nicole.
 
You impatient people can’t accept that sometimes stuff gets backordered.  I guess no one has ever worked in retail.
 
Please remove me from your mass messages.  I don’t care to know just how ignorant some Americans are.
 
–K
 
Take note, please, of this asshole’s condescending tone and his use of the term “ignortant Americans.”
 
Naturally, this infuriated me and forced me to reply to him as such:
 
Is it really us “impatient” people who don’t understand that stuff gets backordered, or you who has a problem realizing that you were scammed out of your money?

And I hardly believe you have ever worked a day in retail as you fail to realize that retailers who are out of an item for over a month will give you the option of refunding you. I have never heard of a raincheck that was for longer than 10 days.

Is it truly us ignorant Americans who have a problem understanding the realities of this issue? Or is it you, the all-knowing Ebayer who has been waiting for 62 days and counting for an item, who is bitter about the fact that others have caught on to this scam sooner than you have?

Forgive us for trying to forewarn you about the Seller’s discretions. Had we known you were willinging giving your money away, we would have thought otherwise.

 
Seriously, who the FUCK waits 62 days for an item they bought off Ebay? Doesn’t that scream YOU’RE NEVER GOING TO GET IT, BITCH! But no, this fucker decided not to take my words into consideration and instead wrote back:
 
Thank you for proving my point.
Ignorant.
Couldn’t even leave me the fuck alone.

I used retail as an example because I work in retail and put up with the
bullshit of suppliers every day.  “Item is back ordered, wait longer, here’s
a cheap alternative, that’s backordered.  It’s discontinued.”  I’ve been
through it all and through it all, angry customers.

Tell me why my email account has to be bombarded with “updates” from MORE
unsatisfied customers.  I get enough of that 5 days a week!

You will not be notified when my parcel gets here or whether my money was
refunded.

Have a good one.

Your address has been blocked.
-K

 
Ohhh did I really prove that Americans are ignorant, or that he’s just a childish dumbass who resorts to ADDRESS BLOCKING to resolve an issue? Will that get him his refund, or his item to him sooner? NO! That bitch is still waiting for his fucking DVDs, isn’t he? And he’s still a fucking non-Asian, European geek who most likely takes JAPANESE LANGUAGE CLASSES and dreams of his first girlfriend being a fucking GEISHA. Yes, I will have a good one, mother fucker.

America, bitch.

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I thought the MTV music awards was a piece of crap this year. Then again, I also thought last year’s show was terrible too. Steadily, since 1998 or so, the credibility of the MTV Music Video Awards as a true hommage to music at its purist has deteriorated due to one fact: talent is out, public trends are in.

And isn’t obvious nowadays? Winners are generally the synthesized voices who can only bank on sex appeal and tabloid reports (Britney Spears, this means you)—and their lack of singing ability becomes obvious as these performers are forced to sing live without the help of a sound mixer. Thus, Jessica Simpson and others sounded flat and untrained when it was their turn to take the stage. It was a completely ear-shattering experience.

On the other hand, true talent came out through the same test: singers who can actually sing sound just as good live as they do on a record. Alicia Keys, for example, was great. I didn’t care much for the song, but I find her to be one of the few actual singers in the industry nowadays. Everyone else is just feeding off the wave of pop culture’s obsession with young, perky songstresses when they build their careers.

Besides that—did anyone else notice the politics going on? It was “Vote or Die” and “Let’s get Bush out of office.” Even the daughters of George W. Bush and John Kerry were invited to spread the message about voting and donating to the Red Cross.

What crap. As if half of the performers last night even know what voting is. P. Diddy, the suddenly vocal supporter of voting, has admitted to never going to the polls once before. And Ma$e, who was on stage with him last night, kept shamelessly plugging his come-back album everytime Puffy said something about voting.

Puffy: Vote or Die!!

Ma$e: Welcome Baaackkkk!!!

Puffy: It’s time to get Bush out of office!

Ma$e: Welcome Baaaackkkk!!!

What the fuck was what???

MTV sucks ass now. So does its award show. Everything about the music industry pisses me off.

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I suppose this is the part where I say: “Fuck you if you don’t agree” but that would be predictable. I prefer voodoo dolls:

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I was in the sauna at a gym today, and there was a naked woman in there with me. She was wearing a towel around her waist, her breasts exposed, with some of her “area” sticking out for the world to see. This woman could care less that I was in there, and made no attempt to cover up her body. She just lay on the bench in silent thought, occasionally spraying herself with water every few minutes.

Her nudity made me uncomfortable as she was quite old, but it also made me think: the only thing keeping this woman from being seen by a random man is the fact that the bathroom has a “Women” sign on the wall.

Afterall, there are no doors leading the women’s bathroom. It’s just a small, winding “hall” that curves so that a woman can be standing naked by the sinks and no one will see her unless she’s at the doorway. No blockades preventing men from entering…

Yet, there is complete freedom in the women’s restroom and lots of ladies feel safe enough to parade around naked after their workout. This small sign denoting which gender is allowed into the facility is the only thing protecting them from being violated—and they trust it enough to nonchalantly put themselves at risk.

What is amazing to me is that the only time I was worried about a man coming into the women’s restroom was when a rapist was actually prowling the bathrooms in search for victims. Other than that, I never think about the chances of a wayward person hiding in the stalls, waiting to violate me. Yet I am on the lookout for any suspicious people when I walk in the street.

Isn’t it strange how a gender-specific bathroom placard could give people so much comfort and security? We feel safer in a bathroom with only one entrace than we do in an open street…it makes me wonder if people are more abiding of the bathroom signs than they are of laws against rape.