Monday, May 30, 2011

A lot of Stuff...Part 2

So near the end of my school year, me and my homeboy Kelsey decided to cook for the whole dorm. We cooked sooooooo much. Help from the other dormmates, it would have never been a success xD
We wanted a happy ending to a happy school year. Afterall, dorming is usually only a first year thing. After that, it's separation from everybody to apartments and houses. There was nothing better for us to do but this. Happy faces and happy bellies xD!!!


I had to finish doing a paper while we were cooking ahha

I was making the mac n cheese xD

Kelsey was frying the pork chops

Or was it the chicken?

Shayla was just tumbling probably...lols

I starting making the blueberry muffins

This is Andrew doing something haha


satisfaction of Koolaide to the diabetic coma sweetness lols!

Opening cans of blueberries

Look at all the groceries

Don't ask...Geeci was having fun.


Like my mac n cheese and Kelsey's chicken!?!?

A dorm family picture!!

Look at all the food we made!!!!

It was hot in the kitchen so Boyde....indecency

I was getting prepared to season the pork chops!

Food time!!

Everybody was watching Toy Story 3 xD

You see those guys in the back? Those were the only guys there.



This was one of the most fun times I've ever had! Everyone got so full and there were still food left over. Greatness....Fried rice, mac n cheese, pork chops, eggrolls, peach cobbler, ice cream, corn, muffins, and more stuff that I don't remember haha

If I could relive this moment, I wouldn't question it at all. I hope you enjoyed all this!

A lot of Stuff...Part 1

So there's a lot of stuff that I haven't talked about in the past starting from Easter lols

I didn't really have time to post it all up but let's start, huh?
Guess where we should start?

EASTER!!! lols

During Easter, I took my main friends from UGA out to eat. I paid, of course. That Easter weekend, I stayed at school so I didn't get to spend it with my family. I ended up being broke afterwards lols

Kelsey and Shayla


Jamila

Geeci and Waiter xP

This was lined all around the restaurant

A random bicycle was behind us too haha


Kelsey cheesin' lols


Shayla's food

I wanted steak, so this was what I got...



It was a fun, and EXPENSIVE, day for me lols. 

Monday, May 23, 2011

Do you want kids?

Have you guys ever wanted children of your own? Haha I definitely do! Most likely if you were to do a survey, everyone would want children, and it’s just whether they prefer to have a boy or a girl first.
Which gender do I prefer first? Well, let me start by saying I want a minimum of two kids and a max of three – I’m pretty much set on two though xD
I want a boy first, easy said. My reasoning of why that is my preferred choice? This is where it gets a little complicated.



Like in the comic, I am DEFINITELY going to be a shotgun dad. I will let NO ONE of the MALE GENDER get near my daughter. She will not be able to date until at least 36 xP. Any guy who wishes to even look at my daughter will have to ask my permission, got that?
The reasoning for me to have a son, is that he will be kind of like a shotgun son. Except he will be a much cooler and more RAD version of me haha. He will be a little more lenient than I but I will allow that as long as it’s behind my back. A brother has to be nice to his sister at times too! He will beat up all the boys that treat her wrong or if he even LOOKS like he could treat her wrong. Whenever my daughter is afraid, she will run to her big brother. If she is in an emergency and knows that her brother handling it wouldn’t be as effective, she will come to me – the shotgun dad.
What would I do though, you ask? I was scare the CRAP out of the guy haha. Enough said.
One important thing about my children though. When it comes time to tell them about sex, it’ll be easy.
First of all, I would tell my son to not bring home baby mamas and to not sleep around – there are lots of STD’s in this world.
For my daughter? I would tell her that in order to have sex, she would need a license for it. And she cannot take the test until she is 34.
My family will be fantastic. xD

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Class Writing

In my class, I had this topic to write about. I just thought I'd share. This writing really means a lot to me...


Other than your actual friends, who are the ones who gave you an aspiring influence in your life? Upon writing this, I would like for you to let the people you wrote about to read this as well. You will be graded on your creativity (be truthful), the emotional impact on the reader, and your presentation in your writing. This is not in essay format. Be formal, but you may deviate as much as needed.

My Parents -
As much as humanly possible, they are the ones who put up with me. There are outcomes that I will find in the society in which I will probably deteriorate in the mists of eying it. I have friends, yes, but I've learned through experience that love cannot be found unconditionally unless it is from my parents. If I'm ever in trouble or in need of help, I can contact my friends but will I know for sure that they will come? No. The youth and, of course, teenagers will always come to his or parents last when there is no other person to run to. In the end, when we call for our parents, they will always drop everything they're doing; Even if it were to jeopardize their job, or set them back on a goal they were trying to achieve - they will come for us. It is not their obligation. It is not their duty. It is not their responsibility. It is simply because they love us. Everything that they do and it "pisses" me off? I find little pet peeves time and time again that I don't like about them? Their "annoyance"  is what I love about them. I know for a fact that if all those annoyances were to be depleted, I would only want them to be restored. They annoy me to drive safer. They annoy me to always care for people. They annoy me to always be responsible. They annoy me to kiss them on the cheek no matter how old I am. There is no way to stop the annoyance, but I can reduce them by doing what? By doing those nagging voices. Those voices are only nagged because they worry for me.

My dad is 75 and my mom isn't far behind. I have seen all the characteristics of the elderly and now my parents have taken part of them. I have to now repeat myself, talk louder, and even walk you down the steps. I can't help but feel that someday they will be gone and will not see me enter the real world. I am trying my best so that when they do finally go, they both will go with smiles across their faces - no regrets. My parents raised me right, and I will now continue to raise myself the same as I come into the real world.

My Godparents -
Simply put, my Godparents are amazing. If I were able to advertise them in a way people would just come up and treat them like celebrities, I would. My Godfather can do anything. He is one of my role models that I would never mind becoming. From cooking, fixing cars, construction to being able to play sports well, and thinking logically in a well-mannered way - I idolize him.

One of my most favorite memories I will never forget was when him and I were at a youth camp. It was called Camp "Ephata - 'Be Opened'." I was assigned to write and read a speech for all the adults at the end of camp. My Godfather was the one I turned to when I needed help writing, after all it had to be in my language - Vietnamese. After him and I finished writing it, I practice reading it aloud. Kept making him listen to me read it over and over again, i finally got it down wanting to make an emotional impact on everyone. Every parent that came to see their children cried when I read it. Every parent but mine. My parents were the only ones who didn't come. I felt like a little boy who was in a play, and every single time I looked in the audience, my parents never showed. At that moment, my only parent would be my Godfather.

My Godmother: all I can say is "wow." She is such a beautiful woman and she knows so much. I don't really talk to her as much but whenever I hug and kiss her, it just feels right. I wish I could be one of the people she could care for as if I were real son.

I don't know if my Godparents know, but I love the so much. They mean a lot to me and I'm so thankful I can call them my parents. I've put them through some stuff but I'm better now. They were the ones who helped me along the way and it means everything to me.

God Uncle and God Aunt -
I'm not really sure how I am to them anymore, but they too impacted my life so much. In the past, I would always run to them whenever I had problems. I could talk to them as if they were one of my peers with no discomfort. We're a little distant now but hopefully things will be back to normal.

My God Uncle is probably one of the best musicians I could ever possibly meet and have in my life ever. Indirectly, he taught me quite much. To be specific, he is a "chill" person. He never wants to be a part of drama nor does he ever start drama. He definitely goes by the quote, " If you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all." Just being around him taught me to be calm and to never be ill-tempered or violent when negative things come my way. After all, since when did fighting ever solve anyone's problems?

My God Aunt? Well, she's one of those best eye-to-eye-advice-givers to talk to. I've never told anyone...matter of fact, I've never told any peer or any adult about some of my situations that arise in my life. Like my God Uncle, she taught me how to self-evaluate myself to become a better person - lose my anger, lose any hatred, and lose any grudges I have. One thing that no one has ever taught me how to do, she did. She taught me how to apologize. I've never been able to have any nerve to accept my responsibilities to say sorry to anyone until I met her. Saying sorry means to have relieved pressure. Saying sorry means to keep my friends. Saying sorry means to never lose anyone I care about.

With that, I'm sorry for all the things I've done to make my parents, my Godparents, and my God Uncle and Aunt to be heavyhearted of me. I'm sorry for the times I put the lessons learned aside to do wrong. I am sorry.


At times I wish I was at least ten years older because you guys have given so much to me and I want to somehow give back - take you guys out, show you my successes and let you know that you never taught me wrong.





To:
  • Ba
  • Me
  • Bo Hoa
  • Vu Ha
  • Chu Kha
  • Co Thao

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Thought


      When you guys see this picture, what do you see? It's ironic, isn't it? Usually it's OUR hands that are making the shadows of animals like animals. Instead the rabbit is making the shadow of our hand. What does this mean?

      One meaning could be that we don't try to control our own lives anymore. We think that we should go with the flow, wherever life takes us -- this is just our destiny. Wrong. Destiny only plays a small but very important part in our lives. The rest we have to do for our own. Destiny only shows us our true love. Destiny only shows us our true success. Destiny only shows us our true identity. WE, as a person, has to take the paths that our heart thinks is right. Only then would we be able to lead ourselves to the right destiny. We follow fantasies that sometimes does not make sense, but we cannot help it - we're not in control. Through our eyes, we're in love with someone, but from a third party, we are obviously not - we're not in control. We jump to things and conclusions without actually thinking responsibly - we are not in control. From the picture, the hand is not making the rabbit. The rabbit is controlling the hand so he can be free. He is in control.

      Another meaning could be that the rabbit wants to be something he isn't, something that cannot possibly be accomplished. We're oblivious to it, but we try to fit into "the crowd" of characteristics of whom we are not. We have to find it in ourselves that we are who we are - it cannot be changed. This is when 'fakes' come into play. Fakes don't really mean to be fakes. From their aura, you know that he or she is not who they really are. You know that they are pretending to be someone else. Fix yourself. Get yourself back into check. Are you really happy with who you are? Are you TRULY happy with who you are? How do your friends see you as? Everyone will like you for you and haters will be nothing but an oh-it's-nothing problem - a gnat. 

     These are just two meanings I came up with. I want to read your meanings. Please do tell me, no matter how long it is xD

Friday, May 13, 2011

I'm Pregnant

Just kidding lols. I'm done with school, but started summer school three days ago. 

It has come to a surprise that I passed chemistry and is so relieved! My roommate didn't pass but I hope he has learned that his study habits are really terrible and will fix it.

The thing about summer school for college though, I took a Maymester - learning a whole semester of stuff in 11 days....It has only been three days of class and I have a test on Monday haha.

The class i very tiring though. It's 3 hours every single day....

I'ma go to bed now though lols. I just had to write SOMETHING. I'll be on again and give you guys a good read. I have LOTS to tell you about xD

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Finals

I'm sorry guys. After I'm done with my Chemistry finals, I'll post some more stuff up xD





 

For Mr. LB from Mrs. LB

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