Although I’ve gone to a score of parties during this Las Vegas vacation, I found tonight (where each was canceled or neglected) to be the most memorable. I felt at peace by just sitting, chatting, and basking in the fact I have friends who love me. And that is enough.

I’m off to Asia.
Specifically Japan, Thailand, Cambodia, and China in that order.
In case you were wondering. See you in a month!

Oooooh my wouldn’t it be great to be famous?

When I watch Korean dramas it pumps me up for Asia!
Even though I’m not even going to Korea. Ah well

Currently: My Love Patzzi, Heaven’s Tree

2(I’m feeling) @ the same time:

It sucks when Cards don’t lie,
you get slapped in the face with reality – once again.
But then why was I living disillusioned in the first place?
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Why should I help those I don’t like? It drives me insane to be nice.
But it’s my own fault for stirring up such ill-minded thoughts,
brooding over such insignificant things.
Rather,
Take the high road. You’re better than them and you know it.
Narcissism prevails in moments like this, the purest remedy.

Blah! Oh well. I’m taking a break from the TV so I will do Lee’s survey game thing.

If you’ve been tagged, you have to list six people you tag and list six things about you that are weird or unique or relatively unknown. Here are my sixes…

1. I have been obsessed with ‘So You Think You Can Dance’ on FOX. Haha. After I saw them do the SICKEST choreography to Neyo’s “Sexy Love” I was hooked. Since I danced for all those debuts and randoms, I can’t help but think it’s fun and addicting. Unfortunately they voted off the only girl I wanted to win today: Allison. So now I’m voting for Travis and/or Ivan. Maybe I’ll actually call in to vote for this reality show.

2. I’ve been registered to vote since the last presidential election (oh wait last year) and the local primaries are coming up. Unfortunately I’d rather vote for my favorite person on ‘So You Think You Can Dance’ than any politician in these elections. Sigh to my warped American obsession with the media.

3. Some might not know but I’m going off to Asia soon since I quit Southwestern. I haven’t been to Asia since the 5th grade. Someone else can do the math. I’m not good at this subtraction mess. I’m excited yet scared at the same time because stuff I’m happy about usually gets screwed up. This whole employing a “think positive therefore the outcome will be positive“ mentality really doesn’t work for me. But I’m just going to go for the sake of going because once I’ve placed my foot on the soil of these Asian countries I would have already fulfilled my goal of traveling for this summer. That is the least I can do!

4. When I clip my toe nails, sometimes I’m just too lazy to hover over a trashcan. GROSS!

5. I had a hallway sign made for me during my senior year of high school about my Bulletin Editor Key Clubbing. After I saw it, I tore it down and hung it up, covering 80% of my wall. When my dad saw it he’s like “Paul take that down it’s ugly.” But no father too bad I love it haha. Ah Key Club, that’s the only thing I miss about high school!

6. Hanging out with my home chillin’ back in the Vegas makes me feel inferior because everyone has moved on. They’ve established more friends here. They’ve gotten trendier. They’ve grown in their jobs and stuff. I feel like an intruder sometimes and I wish I could go back to Seattle now because that’s somewhat my escape from reality: living life pretty independent. But then again what isn’t an escape from reality for me?!

Any way that is all. This felt like a regular blog.
I talk about these random type of things any way.
But from now on PLEASE PLEASE no more wordy games. Thanks hah.

I think I only have 6 friends on LJ any way:
1. Norma Jean (who probably won’t even check her LJ)
2. Vinnie (who apparently moved to Florida?!)
3. Lucy
4. Jonathan
5. Tiffany (try doing this all in Japanese)
6. Teresa

New acne medication. It’s not working.
If anything it burns my skin and I still see the same thing. PORQUE?!
I know stuff like this usually takes a week or two to start working but…eh…
There’s always this dry, flakey part around my mouth and so I put vaseline on it but then it looks like I’ve been eating greasey chicken every time I wipe it off. What a cruel world. Cruel, cruel world.

Any way, I’m waiting to go to the dentist’s office.
I haven’t been flossing. 3 years later, I’ve yet to get back into the flossing habit.

When people used to talk about life-changing experiences, I used to consider it just stock responses that didn’t really hold any substance. But now that I’ve gone through one, at least partially, my eyes are opened up to the big picture. I look to my peers in this collegey time and I think everyone is kinda on the same track. We get out and experience life on our own. We explore. We grow ourselves: spiritually, mentally, perhaps even physically in our own little ways this summer. I’ve seen little of my graduating class back here at home. It’s a sure sign we’re growing, expanding out into this vast world. Some look behind and cherish the past but know that they mustn’t let it hold them back. This is my mentallity too and now that I’ve had a taste of growth, I can’t bring myself to stop. What’s next for me? Travelling abroad? YES. Immersing in college organizations? YES. Space travel? EVENTUALLY. I feel so passionate to what I’ve accomplished this summer thus far. I’m charged up for the coming year. So I say bring it on!

Haha…on the down side, I still have 2 months of summer left, I don’t know why (or if I even have the right) to be talking like this right now. But it’s just a thought I wanted to get out there.

….my Mom called and I totally lost my train of thought. Thanks.
As a note: I don’t remember the password to my crabinfested website so I’ll post thoughtful entries in my Livejournal for a while. Good day for now.

i’m home.

but i find out that i’m coming back to a dangerous neighborhood.
apparently, my neighbors have been periodically robbed night after night.
now i have to hide my digicam and cell phone at night due to fear.
that sucks…i can’t even find comfort in my own home anymore.
my dog needs to pee but i’m hesitant to bring her out, perhaps this will be the night where i get mugged in the backyard. urgh!!! total contrast from the no fear-esque suburbia of the east coast.

I wrote a letter to my district sales manager:

Dear Ron,

Sincerely,
Paul B.

I miss home with every fiber of my being

I can’t stand this country life any longer. I’m a true city kid. Once I get back, I’m going to explode with my loud tendencies and shake off the pollen and boredom collected from f.ing Danbury, Conneticut. alksjf;alkjsdflk;as!! At least bring me into New York City. That’s what the weekends are for. Sigh… I suppose I’m just really, really homesick. I hate my job. It’s hot. Physically and mentally demanding. I guess it’s kinda like the stuff that breaks you down then builds you up. I’m still waiting for the ‘build you up’ part.

Oh well. I’ve neglected my work for long enough.
Back to the world I love to hate.