[how would you raise your kids?]

i was hanging out with eddie. everytime i meet this guy, i always talk about serious stuff. anyways, so he told me that the owner of “johnson & johnson” gave none of his wealth to his children. he claimed that he wants his children to start from the scratch and gain all the experience that he had to go through to become successful. i agree. but eddie didn’t. then it hit me. HOW AM I GOING TO RAISE MY KIDS?

here’s how i’m going to do it.

i would deprive my kids from everything except healthy food and good education. he or she will rock payless shoes and t.j max clothes until he gets into good college. why? because my mama raised me that way. well, i rocked payless shoes until i got into highschool.

he or she will earn for everything. it means no gift. no christmas. no birthday. nada! why? he’ll learn that life is a unfair and he or she will work his or her tail off to get rich. ok. fine. maybe that’s too harsh. but i’ll stop buying gift when they turn 14 or 15. if my kids are females, then i guess i’ll have to disregard what i just wrote.

they will do every chores, once they learn how to walk, talk, and count. so i’m guessing around age 7 or 8, they will begin to do small chores such as doing dishes and taking out trash. of course i will help them, too. and they’ll get paid. like a real life situation. 2 dollars per hour. whatever they are doing. faster they do it, they’ll get a raise. and i’m going to tax their butt to show them how bitch it is to get your money taken away by irs.

i’m not sure if beating would work. well, my dad beat the living crap out of me. not in abusive way. but a lot of females don’t like that idea. so most likely, my future wife wouldn’t approve that idea either. i’ll just make them run a mile or something. basically i’ll punish them by making them do some hardcore exercise that doesn’t stun their growth. so it’ll keep them in shape.

my kids are going to be hardcore. boy or girl. doesn’t matter. they are taking kickboxing or kendo. and learn to “KEEP IT REAL” when they have to. what i’m saying is that they need to learn how to defend themselves in honorable way. hand to hand combat that is. i got picked on by a lot of white kids. and i had to “KEEP IT REAL.” so i hospitalized one kid and got suspended for 10 days. ok, they don’t have to go that far. minorities get picked on very easily. especially if you are asian. i think fighting is ok. i mean, they are just kids. they are not going to kill each other. i’m sure they would think about busting each other’s face really hard. but i hardly doubt that they want to stab each other’s guts out. in terms of other extra-curricular activities, they’ll have to WANT to do it. because making them play sports that they have no interest in is a waste of my time and my money. i do prefer that they play lacrosse and basketball.

they will have a field trip with their daddy, ME! they will go to projects and visit bunch of poor people. there are two objectives on this.

1. help out the poor people who are striving.
2. don’t dick around and end up like them.

ok. i might have to reconsider that. that sounds little traumatizing. but i would like them to learn those two valuable lessons. being benevolent and having fears to hit the rockbottom. ok. i should emphasize the fact that education will help them to prevent them from being poor.

all the things i wrote above can be changed. but this one is a MUST. they will go to church every sunday. i think their childhood will be more brighter. when i look back, i think i had so much fun. and it helped me to start my spiritual walk faster. then again, who knows. they can start theirs later. well, doesn’t matter. if they skip church or whine about going. they are going to run 3 miles or maybe even more.

well i’m out of ideas. but i’m considering about taking “child development” course so i can be a better father. wow, i can’t believe i’m thinking about these stuff. i’m still young.

p.s – tell me if you guys have other interesting or profound ideas. kids are our future!

[posse]

out of nowhere, i just thought about creating a posse.  i really don’t know why but it just occured to me.

DIRTYsOUTh703: lets start a posse
psnatch22: im in a posse dawgggg!
psnatch22: its 4 of us
DIRTYsOUTh703: get out of here…
psnatch22: nah
DIRTYsOUTh703: why didn’t you tell me?!
psnatch22: serious
psnatch22: i wuz in the posse
psnatch22: tomo is in too

so i imed tomo…

DIRTYsOUTh703: dood
Rimotoon: sup
DIRTYsOUTh703: you did not tell me that you and paul were in a posse
DIRTYsOUTh703: what the hell!
DIRTYsOUTh703: i feel so left out
Rimotoon: hahah
Rimotoon: you wanna be in the posse?
DIRTYsOUTh703: who else is in it?
Rimotoon: me, paul, hype, vinny

2 minutes later…

DIRTYsOUTh703: hey
DIRTYsOUTh703: posse is like a gang right?
Rimotoon: yea basically
DIRTYsOUTh703: dood!
DIRTYsOUTh703: i’m so down!
Rimotoon: well we don’t do anything violent
Rimotoon: the whole purpose of the posse is to make fun of people
Rimotoon: it all started last semester when we made fun of XXXX for no reason
Rimotoon: and we just started picking on random people
Rimotoon: after last night’s xanga, i think you’ve proved yourself many times over
DIRTYsOUTh703: you guys need more people?
Rimotoon: yea
Rimotoon: but you have to have 100% acceptance from the posse to get a bid
Rimotoon: it should’ve be a problem for you
Rimotoon: lex tried getting in last semester
Rimotoon: he tried so hard, it was pathetic, cuz he’s so gay
DIRTYsOUTh703: lol

so i turned to wise paul…

DIRTYsOUTh703: so what have you done so far?
DIRTYsOUTh703: as a posse?
psnatch22: we have our own handshake
psnatch22: and we fuck with people
psnatch22: and we can’t be touched

suddenly i get a compliment from vinny about my last xanga entry…

My name is Vinn: that is by far the greatest entry ever
DIRTYsOUTh703: ?
DIRTYsOUTh703: dood
DIRTYsOUTh703: why didn’t u ask me to join the POSSE!
My name is Vinn: HAHAHAHHAHAHA
DIRTYsOUTh703: I FEEL SO LEFT OUT
My name is Vinn: sang
My name is Vinn: you know the posse
My name is Vinn: all we do is make fun of people
My name is Vinn: you know, we make fun of lex, danny, jeff…
My name is Vinn: hahaa
DIRTYsOUTh703: i’m so DOWN!
DIRTYsOUTh703: give me a bid!
My name is Vinn: DUDE
My name is Vinn: YOU’D FIT RIGHT IN

then i get a congratulation message from TOMO…

Rimotoon: alright sang
Rimotoon: after some discussion with the posse
Rimotoon: you are our newest posse member

and another congratulation message from VINNY…

My name is Vinn: seeing how you dont hesitate to make fun of others
My name is Vinn: ure perfect posse material
DIRTYsOUTh703: sweeeeeeet

then PAUL spits out…

psnatch22: lex cant be in the posse-hes the type that would sneak in a concert but feel bad and mail them a check the next day ( erf???)

p.s – we ain’t playing~

[you don't know my name...]

i’m on a road trip with my cmu LFE hommies and we meet many many people.  it’s funny because everybody knows hype, george, and my little bro but me. all it takes is one sentence for them,

“SUP LADIES! THEY CALL ME _______ (HYPE/GEORGE/TWEEK/ANYTHING BUT SANG) FROM CMU, BABIES! O-KAY!”

then chicks go,

“OH MY GOD! HEY GEORGE! HEY HYPE! HEY TWEEK! O MA GAWD! YOU GUYS SO @#$%ING ROCK! YOU GUYS ARE LIKE… O MA GAWD! YOU DUN UNDERSTAND! U GUYS JUST @#$%ING ROCK!”

** they would give same response even if they just go “buh!” **

and they turn around and look at me and go

“oh… and… who the @#$% is you?” (with a ‘U AIN’T $hI+’ look)

so i’m like,

“oh hi… my name is sang… and  i’m from cmu! yay!” (cheesy smile and fobby looks with peace signs on each of my hands)

then music stops, crickets start chirpping, and icy wind blows. 

*SILENCE* *SILENCE* *SILENCE* *SILENCE* *SILENCE* *SILENCE* *SILENCE* *SILENCE*

one of the girls go,

“oh~ i swear to @#$%ing GOD! you guys are so handsome~ let’s take a picture! oh pretty pretty please with sugar on top? (CLICK! picture taken) oh ma gawd! you look so hot… hotter than FALLOUT BOY~” (looking at the CMU LFE SUPER STARS)

then they immediately turn around, giggle, and talk to george, hype, and my little bro as if they are @#$%ing N’SYNC.  so i’m at this little corner with other hommies who don’t know nobody.  we’re just drinking and drinking and dreaming about those gorgeous women to at least say HI to losers like us.  but NO! the cmu superstars needs every bits of all the attention.  i turn around and tell one of the loser hommies,

“yo~ go talk to girls.”

then he plays like he’s too cool. 

“nah~ they are alright… imma wait for the real deal. fo shizzle shizzle nizzle jizzle dizzle jizzle~” (what in the world… is he talking about???)

PLEASE!  i know yall want to say HI! or at least sit a foot away from them!  

“but sang~ i really don’t know what you’re talking about~ tee hee~” (blush blush)

shut up, slut! i know you got all those dirty-dirty-goat-play actions going on in your little head.  don’t play innocent/naive, bitch!  i know yall take advatange of  t3 connection and download mad sick porns.  after mingling and drinking, our cmu superstars decide to relocate themselves to other cool spot with more pretty women.  then the girls and other boys follow along. it’s like a frigging train… salsa-ing out of the door.

the next thing i know, i’m kicking with good ol’ sam at the party. he is so casual.  so carefree. so ‘i don’t need girls’ attitude.  then he’s telling me,

“guys! let’s practice our popping skills! kekekeke!” (all giddy and jollie) 

i’m trying to play it all cool and nonchalant.

“HAR! HAR! HAR! my good friend~ i’m just waiting for my song~ you go ahead and do your thang.” (wink! wink!)  

and i just stand around and look around the dance floor.  and i see good ol’ sam doing “k-hiphoping + raving = sam on crack” thing.  me and my ‘we got no games and we can’t hang’ crew just standing and watching.  then we get all shocked, because all the girls get up on this “holy” man (FYI: SAM’S A GOOD CHRISTIAN).  so basically, there’s us with rainy clouds on top of our head.  and you see good sam with halo on his head dancing with flocks of pretty females with LIGHT shining from above.  WTF!

then you see v.touch danny.  yes~ v.touch danny.  you might think this man has absolutely zero talent with socializing with females.  but this man is amazing. he is the next james bond.  and i kid you not.  holy cow.  so danny is walking around the dance floor like a big poppa pump!  he finds a target and ain’t a damn thing going to stop this bull.  he walks over to the girl and he *CENSORED* *CENSORED* *CENSORED* *CENSORED* *CENSORED* and then he goes grab some more drinks then he goes back to *CENSORED* *CENSORED* *CENSORED* *CENSORED* *CENSORED* *CENSORED* *CENSORED* and he gives her a nice kiss on her cheek and says farewell. everyone’s speechless.  he’s RICK JAMES, @#$%!

and i’m looking on the dance floor.  i see my grand little bro.  he’s dancing with two girls. his nickname is LIL MERMAN!  LIL MERMAN! DAMN IT!  it’s not even freaking LIL MERMAID! it’s frigging LIL MERMAN! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! and girls are all up on him! dood i want to shoot myself!

so… like i dunno dood… like i dunno why girls dun rEk0GnIzE me.  like… am i just like.. not cool and stuff? like… it’s like… ugh… whateva… like… i’m cooler than hype and george and my little bro… dood… like.. i’m so gonna be COOL! like… so cool that girls are going to 2 EPROPS ME like… “sAnG… u R sO @#$%iInG cOoL. @#$% gEorGe, hYpe, n tWeEk. tHey AiN’T $hI+ c0MpArE 2 u. <3 <3 <3″ 

DAMN IT! I’M SICK OF BEING NOT ON THE SPOTLIGHT! I’M SICK OF POPULAR CMU LAMBDAS! *BLEEP* GEORGE! *BLEEP* HYPE! *BLEEP* TWEEK! *BLEEP* LIL MERMAN! *BLEEP* ALL YOU MISTER CMU LFE POPULARS! MAKING MY LIFE ALL MISERABLE AND @#$%! NEXT CHICK HOLLA-ING AT GEORGE/HYPE/MY LITTLE/SAM/DANNY/LIL MERMAN/ANYONE BUT SANG, IS GOING TO TALK TO MY FIVE FINGERS. 

“HI! GEORGE! HYPE! HI TWEEK! *WHAAAAAAAAAAMP*! AHHHHH! GET OFF ME!!! STOP!!! HYPE HELP!!! GEORGE HELP!!! TWEEK!!!! WHO IS THIS GUY!! AAAAARGHHHH!”@#$% ARGHHHHH! STOP NO!!!!!!” 

AND I’M GOING TO STRANGLE ALL THESE BROS WITH PAUL’S TIGHTY WHITEY LIKE TED KACZYNSKI TRIED TO HANG HIMSELF.  OH MY GOD! BROS ARE GOING TO PULL A KNIFE ON ME. AH FUGIT!

I’M GOING TO STEP UP AND SHOW THESE MOTHA#$%&Z WASSUP! YEAHHHHHHHHH! IMMA KEEP IT REAAAAAAL NIGGAZ!  YOU THINK THIS IS A GAME!?!? ARF! ARF! ARF! WU-TANG!!

p.s – i’m just playing, folks.

p.s.s – i drank 3 grande caremel macchiato with elmo and tomo.

p.s.s.s – “you’re officially high off of coffee” says christine woo.

p.s.s.s.s - MY CMU LFE HOMMIES ARE THE FUNNIEST AND THE CHILLEST! AND YOU KNOW THIS! MAAAAAN~

[ecbr]

it was good. i wasn’t planning on going because i just wanted to relax at home. well, then again… it’s andy’s last year and i won’t be able to party with him. plus howard told me george was going to ecbr. and my little sister sandy was coming up. so… an hour before they departed, i decided to go. so i hurried and packed my clothes and jumped into the car without knowing that the ride to binghamton was 6+ hours. curse you all who got me into this hell ride! we got there pretty late. i was dead tired. i was planning on passing out. but my room got raided by bunch of bros. i couldn’t really sleep. i looked at my bill for the room. it was 90 bucks per night. holy cow! what was i thinking!? my goal changed. i had to make the best out of this trip since i paid a lot for unnecessary stuff. so i went to the kpl party. the venue was nice. music was nice. it was packed. but i was dead. well, but i was able to just chill with my little bro. so we drank a little and went back to our hotel. thanks to drunk james a.k.a ego and other bros, i slept around 6 a.m. next time, i’m locking my door and i’m not going to respond to any of the door knocks.

saturday was nice, even though i got up late and almost missed the show case.  by the way, great job, andy!  i never been in an official mixer with other school sorority girls. yes! i’ve been in greek life for 2 years and i never had one. it’s just me. usually because i have a girlfriend and i’m a leash. we mixed with suny stony brook kpl ladies. cmu hommies decide to use my room again. so i had to clean up e.g.o’s mess. for those of you who love to get drunk, the one who take care of you suffer a lot! so be considerate and control yourself! but the mixer was good. we drank and played some card game. i forgot the name of the game but it was hilarious! after taking a short nap, i went to the party. it was pretty good. i danced with my little sandy. and me and my little bro tore up the floor! my lineage can dance, hommies! 6 hours of dancing can get really exhausting. so, i went back to hotel and passed out. i couldn’t sleep! yay! thanks to bros… again, i got 2 hours of sleep.  cmu hommies and i checked out and drove back… for 6+ hours.

p.s – i’m going back to d.c.  home sweet home.

p.s.s – memphis bleek is awesome!