we should respect traditions, yes, but we should also keep an open mind
when the time comes im going to marry whoever i desire
im not going to marry someone simply becuase they are korean; im not going to marry someone for their wealth or power, im not going to marry someone good looking -- these characteristics, traits are just icing on the cake. i am a simple girl and i honestly do not care
all i want is a man with a great personality -- witty, humorous and compassionate. a man who will treat me well, and most important, a man with a brobdingnagian heart
im absolutely exhausted -- i no longer wish to argue -- i have come to accept the fact that my mother is a narrow minded conservative korean who wont change nor will she aknowledge the existence of liberal ideals, even if such values exist in her own daughter
they say the fruit never falls far from the tree-- that may be true to a certain extent, but no matter how geographically close i may be from the tree, my seeds are my own -- i will always have an open mind
all i drink is water -- im up to 1 1/2 Canadian gallons of water a day now, and a Canadian gallon is .7611 more litters than our American gallon. i forgot the taste of caffine. i dont even drink juice or milk. the only negative about drinking water all the time is the inconvience of pissing every damn three quarters of the hour
all i miss is rice -- real rice. nothing generic like the nasty mainland uncle ben rice or the mexican dry rice that doesnt fill you. i might as well call myself aneorexic if im going to live off that kind of rice
all i have left on my meal card is $657.98 when we are suppose to be at $798.45, so im going to be anorexic anyway by the time the last month of school comes up
all i can say about my co-curricular activities is that my broadcast news voice is getting better. my roommate and a couple people say it sounds professional -- that made my day
all i can do when shopping for undergarments is get the next best size which never fits. finally i found something that fits me perfectly. what miracle fits me you ask? the brand is marykate and ashley olsen -- how depressing. i could almost fit the barbie design bra and panty set, too
all i want to listen to is the yeah yeah yeahs and the rapture's killing. ive been craving for their sounds and no store in this children of the corn field town has them
the most embarrasing, ridiculous and stupidest thing happened to me at work; i bent down to pick up trash off the floor when suddenly i couldnt come back up. my knee was twisted in some weird position, and i couldnt straighten it or bend it back to place. so i rested for about an hour thinking i could massage it out and get back to work, but no, it got worse.
they had to call an ambulance to take me to the ER. how funny, but i must admit the assistant was somewhat handsome.
i just had to wear an immoblizer for two days to prevent future damage.
try peeing with that contraption on your leg.
you'll discover a whole new way of using the toilet.
and my flight is wednesday night, august 13th. sad face. no japanese toilet comic can ever cheer me up.
youve lost an infantry man who was your only buffer between the enemy forces and siam, the passage to your conquered territory of australia. the defeat has left you with lost hope and internal tears. * after a series of randomn events that were highly unpredictable, you shout out in victory, "john c calhoun!" for you have swept the board of risk: the world conquest game. batteries not included.
