Transpose, or stop your lies

Currently listening to: Back to School - Deftones
Previously listening to: Be Quiet And Drive (Far Away) - Deftones
And before that: Sweetest Dreams - Corderoy (Ferry Corsten Mix)

So I was just out with my friend talking, and something reminded me of the Officer's Creed. So he asked what it was and I recited it. I'm surprised I can still remember it. I guess all those mornings and evenings and 13 months in that place really drilled it into me huh. But what's weird is that lately the issue of 'integrity' has come up a lot.

What is integrity? Apparently it means "moral uprightness". I could go with that. But lately it's just seems that cheating is on a rise in my immediate surrounding. I know it happens everywhere, all the time, etc. but that's not a reason to participate in it. That's the lamest excuse anyone could ever come up with for anything. I don't know, but I don't care of people cheat off me during a test, but I'd never get answers from someone else. There's just no point in doing so. I'd just be lying to myself. Those teachers who told us that when we were kids weren't lying.

Hmm.

Julie's 21st

So... another night out at the bars. um... yea. We went to this place called the Phyrst. It's pretty neat. Nice little Irish place. But again, I was the only... I say again, the ONLY chinese kid in the whole place. Just like Shandygaff. 1 Asian, 2 Black peoeple, and ... there's your minority for ya! Haha.. Marc asked me how I felt about that. I guess "underrepresented" would be a good answer, but I thought it was rather unique. Haha.. I mean, I don't know where all the asian kids go, but hey it's pretty fun being the only asian kid. At least you're different. So.. .yea.

Anyway, who's Julie? She's a friend of Leigh Anne's. And she goes to school at the best school on earth. PENN STATE! Very nice n sweet girl.

Julie n Me:

And this is Kelli:


Dancing it up with Danielle:


So yea.. the night was good. Only that I wanted to kill this fucking sleazebag who was trying to grind up against the girls. He kept fuckin moving closer n closer, and the girls were like "GREG! STOP HIM!" and so I tried. When he finally figured out what I was doing, he started elbowing me in the side/ribs. Thank god we left, cos it was 5 mins to the closing of the bar, otherwise I would've ACCT-ed his ass to bits. Fuckin whorebag.


By the way. I also figured out that I can't sleep well after drinking. So I went to sleep at 4, and woke up at 9, and called up the driving range to see if they were open. THEY WERE! So I went. Playing golf in 5C weather is.... interesting. You don't break a sweat. And it's nice when the sun's out. But if you're in the shade and the wind blows, it's cold. Wtf.

The Grim Reaper

So, a close friend's mom passed away last Friday. On St.Patrick's Day. I can't say I can empathize, but I can only offer my condolences and support. Too many deaths the past couple of months. For some reason, the older I get the more funerals and wakes I attend. It really scares me to think that before you know it, our parents are gonna be gone too. And then it'll be us. I guess that's just life. I've sorta come to terms with death as it is. I mean, I don't cry or anything. Yes, it's saddening, but crying or wailing or whatever won't bring anyone back. Just gotta move on.

This fuckin sucks.

The realization of fatness

So right now I'm talking to Rox, saying I'm hungry. She suggests fruit. But I don't have any. Let's see what I have:

2 cartons of instant Ramen
4 boxes of Pop Tarts
2 slabs of Twix
2 slabs of Reese's peanutbutter cups
1 box of 48 slim jims
1 box of oatmeal
3 packets of instant rice
7 bottles of beer
1 bottle of vodka
1 gallon of OJ
1 litre of lime-ade
8 bottles of gatorade

SO HELP ME GOD.

Memoirs of a sad life

Man. Memoirs of a Geisha (the film version) SUCKS. 135 mins of ass-numbing closeup shots. Closeup shots of people's faces, closeups of the town, etc etc. And how did she end up on that giant hill at the end anyway?? How could you climb up that crazy rock in a freakin kimono???

A few hundred pages compressed into 2hrs, skipping so many details. SUCKS.

But I still wanna go to Kyoto.

Happy St.Patrick's Day!! (review)

So, wtf is St.Patrick's day? I don't know. But the general holiday description is just to drink. Drink Green Beer, eat Green potatoes, Green this green that everything green. Awesome shiet. There's this bar called The Phyrst that opened at 5:30am and the first 1000 people got free hats and .... something. I think beads or whatever - the Mardi Gras type. And then.. yea. It was just crazy.

Woke up, had a shot for breakfast.. cos as I was brushing my teeth, this kid down the hall asks me if I want one, and I'm like .. "no." But he goes "you know you do." And then my mind said yes. F*CK!..... And thus began the drinking day at 10am. Drink drink drink.... till class ended at almost 5. Then came back to my room to pass out. Fell asleep from 6-8. Then got up and wanted to see Memoirs of a Geisha.

Remember the daughter of the LTC in the USMC? Well yea, it was her birthday. So... we went out! WOO HOO! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEIGH ANNE!

Dancing..... ish.


Disco balls w/Leigh Anne's best friend!



Um... It was supposed to include the disco balls too I think.

MG Gunner..... FIRE! / Tweeeeeeeeeeeenty-one! One, Two! Twenty-one! One, Two!

So. I'm finally legal. AGAIN. Let's see.....

China: Age 0 (If you can piss you can drink)
Manila: Age 0 (If you can walk you can drink)
Singapore: Age 18 (um... okay. normal.)
USA: Age 21 (WAY TOO OLD to drink.)
Botswana: Age 28 (to smoke crack, but I'm not there yet)

It was a fine day. Dinner w/friends and drinks after that. Totally abused the privilege of being legal by going to the Wine and Spirits and buying almost 10L of alcohol for 4 poeple? I couldn't even carry it all. Haha. Sweet shiet. Went to Wal*Mart too. And spent like.. uh... 60 bucks?? I ended up buying a Lucky Charms hat for St.Patty's day (which is tomorrow.. and the holiday description is: GET WASTED) that had the little Lucky Charms dude on the front, and the word LUCKY on the top. WOO HOO.

Hmm... yea. I think being 21 rocks.

Boston's North End

New England Aquarium.



Legal Sea Foods. WTF when is it ILLEGAL?? "If it's not Legal, it's not fresh!" ... OWKAY. This was right after watching DEEP SEA 3D at the IMAX thingy next to the New England Aquarium


Random little house next to the Wharf. wtf right? Is it a kennel?


RANDOM (again) Hyatt hotel on the water. I think it's like next to the airport or something.


BOSTON

Cambridge, MA. HARVARD.

Something on the list of everyone who goes to Boston is..... HARVARD. (Where Rory Gilmore wanted to go, but chose Yale instead. Oh, the disappontment when I got there.)

John Harvard. The dude who... invented it I guess. Notice the stain marks below his name. Jordz said it was tradition for people to piss on the statue. I wanted to piss on it... just to say I pissed on Harvard. But.. it was broad daylight. No no.



Some random pics I took while walking around Cambridge.

An apartment called The University. How cool. There was one downtown called the Little Building. No pix tho.




Fucking good Crepes at this place. It's um... I don't know. Near the Harvard dorms.



Pop art? Nostalgia?






So we're walking down back to Kenmore.. and I see this store called MOJO Records. Closing down sale. Go in, and there are like 2 Dollar records. Bought this Dire Straits one for my dad. NEW from 1978. Still in its plastic. Aweomse shit. But yea... there was this random basement w/all this artwork. And we saw this moose. So I decided to take a pic w/it. =)




We walked from Cambridge back to Kenmore. I don't know how far that is, but it was long and cold and dark. And the pic was supposed to have a Citgo thingy in the back. Since it didn't come out, I had to superimpose it.

Boston Common

So Jordz made a list of 50 things to do, okay.... well.. more like 20 or something. And one of the things was the Boston Common. It's a park in the middle of the city, and .. has some interesting artwork. As shown below:





And this is a pic of Jordz... and her friend Mike from ISM. Ok he's my friend now. So that's cool.


Random ice skating rink in the middle of the Common called the Frog Pond. Full of pesky little children.


Cheers! at Beacon Hill. Babs you need to watch more TV. How can you not know CHEERS!?


Being Touristy


The Capitol looking building.... Apparently the dome is lined with real gold. Anyone wanna go scrape that shit off with me?


The Boylston Subway stop. Where, as I was getting on the T, I hear this voice say "GREG!".... I turn around and it's a girl from SAS who goes to Harvard. How random. Anyway that stop looks real ghetto. It's all dark and shit. And I noticed that at EVERY (at least the ones I went to) there's a flag right above the exit/entrance.

Spring Break '06

So, Boston Boston. wtf.... Let's start w/the bus ride.

Bus rides are for two kinds of people.
1. College kids (poor ones)
2. Weirdos.

So my trip itinerary runs something like this:
State College >> Harrisburg
Harrisburg>> Philly (with a stop in King of fucking bumfucknowhere Prussia)
Philly >> New York City
New York City >> Boston (stopping at Hartford, CT. and Worcester, MA.)

Then back vv.

My list of things to do were:
1. Visit the Samuel Adams Brewery (I didn't do)
2. Drink all 18 flavors of Sam Adams beer (didn't do either!)
3. Eat sushi (which i did)
4. Eat asian food (which i did)
5. Go clubbing (didn't do.)

So now.... I get on the bus at State College (THATS WHERE MY SCHOOL IS IN CASE YOU FUCKERS DIDN'T KNOW), and sit next to this girl. Leigh Anne. Really nice lady who's travelled lotsa places. Birthday's this friday.... WOO HOO! So I'll probably party it up w/her on St.Patrick's. What's really freaky is... her father is an LTC in the USMC. (Loo-te-nant-Ker-nal in the US Marine Corps). Fuck I'm never gonna get away from the army man.. I swear. It's gonna haunt me for life.

She gets off at Harrisburg. Then some other kids get on. Blah blah.... So I see this redneck looking guy. Baseball cap, leather jacket, moustache. Smells of beer. I find out that he's a fireman and he worked at Ground Zero from the 12th to the 26th, digging people outta the rubble in NY. Not bad. We get to fucking Philly at 11:25pm, and I find out my bus to NY left TEN MINUTES AGO! FUCKERS!!!! And I look around yea..... I'M THE ONLY CHINESE FELLOW in the whole damn bus station. WTF?! I was in.... THE HOOD. At midnight too! But the fireman dude was real nice. He knew the city and went out n got me a sub. Thank god. He even offered me a beer. WOO!!!

And since the bus was late, Greyhound got us a special crazy express service to NY, driven by this lady called Andrea. Normally, the drivers go "ladies and gentlemen, no smoking or alcohol on the bus, blah blah blah thank you for riding Greyhound." But NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, this lady goes "Wassup ladies n gentlemen, Good morning. My name is Andrea and I will be driving you guys to NY today. First of all, this bus has rules. Just like everywhere. There will be no drinking on this bus. I do not drink and drive, so you do not drink and ride. Next, there will be no smoking of anything on this bus, no cigarettes or any other stuff. Those two things will take you from being a passenger to a pedestrian real fast. Next, no cellphone use. If you must, speak silenty, we don't wanna hear about your whole life. That, will make you a hitchhiker in no time. If it gets too hot in the bus, take your jacket off. If it gets too cold, put it back on. If you must speak to me, you can come up to the front. But before you do that, let me know so you don't scare the bejeezers out of me. This is for the safetey of all passengers. Thank you." And she flies down the interstate at like 90mph or something, cos we get to NY 45 mins ahead of schedule.

After NY, I take the fucking bus to Boston and ta-da!

The long hiatus

I apologise to my readers for the abrupt quietness on my blog for the past 3 weeks or so. It was due to these evil things called midterms, which seem small, but in a large scale affect my future. Rox thinks they're really easy. Well, they're not hard. But NS fucks w/your mind and makes it work just a tad slower. So... it's semi-hard.

I will post shit abt my Boston trip tomorrow when I am more coherent.