I was rather bored just a few minutes ago... so I decided to peruse my old emails from college... memories...

Here's a particular memory that I can never forget... Once upon a time... back in freshmen year... I received a voicemail with the following recording... a song entitled "Je-Yi in Me":

Je-Yi this is for you
We hope you like our song
Je-Yi don't feel alone
This message is for you

Your hair is so nice
It's so red, that it glows
We wish that we could
Have hair just like yours

As we look to Je-Yi, we can see
We can see some beautiful hair
We cry and we cheer

HAHAHHAA... composed by Leslie, Louis, and Jon, and sung to me by Louis, and Jon... one late night... hahhahaa... I felt loved.

okay, so my hair ain't that straight no more... =(

and i finally added more important links...

I'm back! yeah, y'all probably didn't miss me at all.... booo!!!!!!!!

Anyways, my hair STINKS! yeah, i can't believe i have come to such a day as this... I haven't washed my hair since Sunday afternoon... and it is now Tuesday... yeah, and you all must be wondering... what the?!?!?! what happened to the 24 hour rule??? man, I have to suffer the pain of not washing it for 2 whole days.. and also, not puttin it up for 2 weeks!!!!!!!!

I just straightened my hair... yes... with the new and popular Magic Perm. there better be some magic... cuz it costed sooo much... and was 3 hours of sitting on my butt in agony for fear of moving and ruining the perm. It was quite an ordeal... straightening and straightening my hair... piece by piece... took forever!!!!!!! i can't tuck it behind my ear or put it up or it my crimp. AHHHHHHHHHH.
and it STINKS!!!!!!!!!! greasy and stinky... yuck!!!!!!!!

side note: greg- you haven't blogged since 9.17.02 quit vacationing!

ever been back stabbed???

BACKSTAB STORY #1:
no no, it's not just one person... it's more of a conspiracy via a group of people I thought I had common interest, culture, and backgrounds with... let's call this group... Asati. Asati backstabbers... they use and abuse you until they have no need for you anymore... then kick you out of their so-called "cultural enhancement" group. Conspirators of this group have yet to break their silence about their move of ostracism, nor do they care to notify those who have already been marked as an outsider. I am calling for a revolution, dethrone those who are in power, and humiliate those we were once our "friends." Moral of this story: Never trust anyone.

I think I finally understand what Apollo was saying about living alone... and the fear of it... I always thought it'd be awesome to live in an apartment by yourself... your own furniture... your own bedroom... your own rules... your own everything. After much thinking, I've concluded, I can never live alone. I'd be too scared to live alone. What if I watched a scary movie alone by myself? What if I saw something scary lurking around the apartment? I would definitely need someone to sleep with me at night. Heck, I make Alice sleep with me at home cuz I'm scared a lot of the times... Yup. I would definitely need to live with someone...

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On another note, I just read Jon's Blog-elot page... I still have 3 active blogspot sites, and 1 xanga site... although 1 of the sites might have changed URL's... due to privacy and personal information that is not for the general public. I resent being a handmaiden... they do not have one ounce of royalty in their blood. They're just pitiful people who help royalty with dirty mundane everyday stuff, without any recognition of their importance in the royal courts. Why can't I just be a sister or a cousin of the Queen or King??

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In response to Mr.Filipno's blog... why girls like BAD BOYS... but not really... we just like the bad boy image... but we actually want good boys... hahhaa... it's sooooo true! I've always wanted to be a gangster-bitch. hahaha... so I can have a gang-leader as my bf... that way, I can have that cool image... and have all the underlings call me "DA SHAO" or "LAO DA DE NU REN" and treat me like a queen... hahaha... too many of those asian gangster movies right? But the truth is, I can't handle a bad boy... I'm just too naive and innocent for a bad boy... and the gang-leader will probably treat me like crap anyways... and also, we don't want GOOD BOYS cuz we like challenges... we don't want anyone without a backbone, we need agressors we can teach to repress. hehehehe. Someone once said... you date a guy, to change a guy... you want to change the bad boy into a good boy... so that you can look back at your work... and give yourself a nice pat on the shoulders and say... YOU DID IT! hahahhaha....

AAHHHHHHHHHHH!

Sorry for that disappointing display above...

CHUNKYMONKEY713:its disappointing when you find out people you thought cared about blogging, don't take it as seriously as you think they do

I'm sorry Howie!!!! I will blog about... being blogger police... hehehehe... yes, y'all know I read all your blogs everyday!!! and if i see slacking, I will notify Jon and demote you... so beware!!! and if you're doing a good job, I will submit a referral for your promotion... muhahahaha... be scared. be very scared. now blog!!!!!

I wrote a few paragraphs about 9/11, but deleted it.

SILENCE IS ALL THAT'S NEEDED.

I had a GREAT bday this year. Thanks to all of you who remembered... hehehe... so I do have friends afterall!?!?!?!

it's interesting... I always have dinner with my friends on the 10th... and it's always the same people... hahahaha.... interesting.

Happy Birthday to ME, Happy Birthday to ME...
Happy Birthday Dear Sailormoon, Happy Birthday to ME!!!!!!!!!

Today is MAKE JEYI FEEL LIKE A QUEEN DAY.
do your thang.

Today I want to blog about more of my OCDs/psychosomatic ways:

1. Drinking gulps of water - I find myself counting every gulp... I think I average about 5-6 chain gulps when thirsty. last night, I did 9.
2. Tapping fingers - I have this pattern that I always tap out with my fingers... like I'm playing piano or something... and when I tap the finger I sing the note in my head... the thumb would be "Do" and the ring finger would be "Fa"
3. Clocks in my room - I used to be really psycho about this... but it has simmered down... nevertheless... I always have to program all my clocks to the same exact time, it annoys me if it's a few seconds off... so when I have to program all my clocks because of blown fuses... I usually program one first, and then try to run to the other one as fast as I can and program it as fast as I can so it won't be way off... this way, every way I turn, and every clock I look at would all be in sync.
4. Wrinkled paper - I hate creases on my papers... that is why I always bought the curved spiral notebooks and curved looseleaf papers... so that they won't crease on the corners. This goes for books I read, I read it very carefully so I won't have to wrinkle it.... but then I end up lending it out to a certain friend, named RUTH, who wrinkles it up like nobody's business. If you don't want it mutilated, don't lend books to her.
5. Change of Clothes - as soon as I get home, I must change out of my outdoor clothes, it's a must. I just don't feel comfortable in them... makes me feel dirty and uncomfortable. I used to have a set of cafeteria clothes as well... in college... I will put on my Cafeteria outfit before I go eat in the dorm cafeterias, and change out of them when I come out... cuz the cafeteria STINKS you up. Jimmy Johns stink you up as well.
6. Perspiring Drinks - I hate it when drinks perspire on the table. Thank goodness for napkins, no coasters - they don't do jack.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KOUK!!!

Tuesday. I hate Tuesday. but at least I only have 4 working days this week... woohoo!!!!!!!

why does Tiger Lady seem nice at times, and a total bitch other times...???

I'm soooo happy I have Monday off. yay!!! sounds like NOT "the case of the Mondays" muhahaha...