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| Sunday, August 25, 2002 I have at last found my true calling in life and what I was put on this earth to become: a tomato truck driver. Dude, they are paying people $1500 per week to take boxes of tomatos and peaches to the company's processing facilities throught the U.S.!!! Those huge trucks that those shipping companies use. So you'd have to have a separate liscence for it. $1500 per week!!! From now on, I will be known as Mike Uh, tomato truck driver. Just kidding, please don't call me that. But man, that's a lot of money they make. About $72,000 a year, that ain't too shabby. They must have it all. To the tomato truck drivers of America, I salute you. You truly are kings among men. I left my heart in West LA. This warm feeling came over me, like I was at home when I exited off Santa Monica Blvd. on the 405, going to Ryan's new apartment. West LA has it all. Every direction you turn, there is something to do. Whatever type of food you are in the mood for, a restaurant will be within a 15-min drive radius. If you take out the horrendous traffic at peak hours, West LA is as close to a utopia as any city can get. I believe sleep is one of the purest and truest forms of pleasure humans can experience. The worst part of any day for me is waking up and being in an awakened, non-sleep state. So basically, the whole day is the worst part of my day because I'm not sleeping. That is, unless I'm taking a nap. Hahaha. Quotes: On Downtown Disney's Teddy Bear Store: Steve: Yeah, you could make your own customized teddy bear. Emmanuel: But it's like a hundred bucks or somewhere around there, right? Steve: I think so. Man, people would pay that much money just for a teddy bear... Mike: Yeah, it's an un-"bear"-able price. Wednesday, August 21, 2002 Quotes: Online conversation with John: JFRO637: haha don't worry JFRO637: you're coo Super0406: haha, well u brought out the coo in me Super0406: or else i would have gone coo coo hahahahha Sunday, August 18, 2002 Well, KRUMC got third place overall in the United Methodist Church softball tournament on Saturday. I can't believe I played five full games in one day. I'm crazy sore right now but it was still hella fun. What really sucks is that we should have won the whole thing but we got jacked in our semifinal game against LAKUMC. We played in a crappy field that was like a little league softball field with a horrendously small outfield and a fence blocking the end. LAKUMC had all power hitters so anything they hit, what would have been routine fly outs in a normal field turned out to be home runs because of that bastard fence. Most of our team were line drive hitters, but because of the small outfield, those turned out to be eay fly outs for them. It was so freaking ridiculous. Van Nuys UMC ended up taking first place. Van Nuys is the team we killed in the scrimmage a few weeks ago. It was a horrendous twist of fate. But oh well, life goes on. If I had written in my blog on Friday night it would have been rich with quotes. But unfortunately I slept over at Emmanuel's apartment and my mind is completely blank trying to remember what I said. Sheesh, absent mindedness has been a huge thorn on my side for so long. Hopefully I will remember sometime soon. Thursday, August 15, 2002 We celebrated Ryan and Kim's birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese. They had this whole fake stage with a mechanical animal band playing and singing absolutely horrendous songs. I will never ever EVER expose my future children to such abominations. One of the songs was a Jamacan "don't worry" type of of song in which the lyrics said "if you wait long enough, your problems will solve themselves." What the hell is that all about? This is the kind of message they are sending to kids all over America?!?!?! That they could just sit there and expect everything to be taken care of for them, that the best way to handle their personal problems is to ignore them??? What the hell is wrong with these people? Freaking sheesh!!! Well, I just recorded the first "freaking sheesh" to ever come out in the history of the Mike Uh blogger. That's how horrendous this is to me. Level 1 (mild horrendousness) will prompt a "oooh my..." response from me. Level 2 (normal horrendousness) will prompt a "yeesh..." response. Level 3 (big time horrendousness) will bring out the "sheesh!!" from me. And finally, on VERY rare occations, level 4 (horrendousness of unparalleled magnitude) will cause me to react with "freaking sheesh!!!!!" I mean, if you wait long enough, your problems will solve themselves??? I seriously can't think of a worse way to influence the kids of the world. Man, I know I said some corny stuff at the party but I just don't remember... but tomorrow night is the great reunion of me, John, and Dan. Arguably the former three corniest people in West LA. I'm absolutely positive I'll have tons and tons of quotes from that night. So stay tuned! Monday, August 13, 2002 The other night I had a dream. It was a situation I had pictured in my mind at a time when I was awake. I could recognize everything about that dream, except for her. She was the only mystery. It was a strange dream, but it was very pleasant. She was very charming. I couldn't ask for anything sweeter. She brought peace to my soul. I was at ease just being by her side. And those are the only things I could recall. I wish I could remember everything else about her. Dreams. Things remembered when one is asleep. Then forgotten when one is awake. When the deepest layers of the heart become the outmost layer of the mind. Which is reality? Which is illusion? One could never tell until he awakens.... Thursday, August 8, 2002 Being in the somewhat emotional funk that I'm in, I feel it's appropriate for me to listen to a lot of Lauryn Hill. She's not all that much of a standout in terms of the music and it could use some refining here and there, but man, the lyrics of her songs and the way she delivers them is so genuine. In her latest unplugged cd you could feel such a strong and intense feeling of the way she pours out every ounce of her emotional energy into her songs. Here's a quote from "Father Forgive Them," which is a song from her previous album. "Why every Indian wanna be the chief? Feed a man 'til he's full and he still want beef Give me grief, try to tief off my piece Why for you to increase, I must decrease? ...everyday people, they lie to God too So what makes you think that they won't lie to you?" One of many things I fear is typicality. Thoughts of hearing people possibly telling me I'm typical chills me to my spine. But of course, I fit the typical descriptions of several, several categories of people. And it's not that I go out of my way to try and act strange or different from other people, but I guess I just like to think that I'm special in some way and figure out a way to lose myself to the fantasy. But what am I but a speck of the grand picture that makes up the earth? Too many things to think about that I shouldn't really be thinking about. That's what's running through my mind. Like fragments of a shattered mirror. Sunday, August 4, 2002 Quotes: -My freshman year roommate Hyunjin Cho, on my boss's PMS- striker242000: late 30's and single... striker242000: no wonder she's pissed Super0406: hahahahaha Super0406: yeah, and she's got a huge ego. nothing is ever her fault when something goes wrong. she takes it all out on the interns instead. Super0406: but i guess that's how it is with people in consulting. you make a life out of telling other people "yeah i know more than you so shut the hell up and do as i say" Thursday, August 1, 2002 Life just turned into uncertainty/chaotic mode again. My thoughts are going out of control. Nothing's really wrong.. yet. Most likely nothing will go wrong. But the fact that I don't have a solid knowledge of what's gonna be coming up makes me disturbingly anxious. I can't seem to get a firm grasp on the things swirling around my mind. A lot of it has to do with work and school. Go figure, sheesh. Two days ago I bid farewell to my earrings. It lasted seven months. I really wanted to keep it but deep inside I knew it was time for me to part with it. Earring, I'll always remember you. Maybe I should just call up some friends and play some music. Be myself. Everytime I go out with my cousins from Korea they always leave leftovers. I constantly remind them that America is the world's most overweight country. Now, whenever I eat all I think about is how everyone has a feast for their meals. At least, the majority of the middle class and up. I don't know if I mentioned this in another entry, but sometime during my life I'd like to cook good food for free for orphanages and overseas missions. My thoughts are so scattered right now, I can't write anything. My apologies for turning this into a directionless rant. |