I just listened to Jay Chou...on replay -10 times! I didn't even get sick of it!! When I get new cd, I get all excited. I rip open it's flimsy, plastic package and go straight to reading it's lyric book from cover to cover. For instance, the Jay Chou CD came with a book-like extra. In this book, is a number of photographs of Jay as ninja. Apparently, it's some sort of fantasy of his. ( Ivan says that if he ever becomes rich someday, he's gonna make his fantasies come true too) The first couple of pictures are poses of him (all dressed up in a tight 100% cotton suit) in stereotypical ninja poses..but it gets better... it later shows that there are bad guys, considerably ugly asian dudes compared to Jay, who have just captured and tied up a damsel in distress ( she a japanese school girl, complete with plaid skirt, collared shirt, tie, and pig-tails). Jay comes to the rescue and beats up all the bad guys using his super tough nunchuckus and throwing stars. After this victory, he takes off his shirt (yes!) and clutches a cool glass of water. Jay sips the water a la Bruce Lee.... and the girl? Well, she's still tied up.

.::. Listen, Flow, Meditate.::.

Holla! For all my underground hip-hop fans, I recommend "i was born with two tongues" a pan-asian spoken word group. I've seen them live ~ invite them to your campus, be inspired. Also, Chi-town Hyde Park ( South Side!) rap group "Typical Cats" from the legendary WHPK University of Chicago Hip-hop radio show, and the theme cd for my school this past year. Don't miss out on the Moutain Brothers. They are definitely worth your time.... but most of all check out the PACIFICS, I would say, after seeing this group perform live, they're my favorite. I'm still trying to get a hold of their cd. Check out their song, "Visions." Download these tunes, or even better, support these artists by buying their cds.
.::. "Memories are night's true/But we gotta live on/ And let your plans for the future/Keeping you focused on what we/ Gotta do".::.

"Free diplomas," "Grow longer, thicker hair!," "The hottest celebs on the web, waiting for you!", "Consolidate your debt in just 5 easy steps!" .... is what clogs up my e-mail inbox and junk mail folder everyday. Go figure. I'm sure I share this annoyance with all of you. I hate junkmail. It plays tricks on you at the beginning and end of each day, and takes advantage at the fact that you're a tired, worn-out Asian who dresses fashionably to work. Once I sit down at my computer at work, the first thing I do is log on the internet. We've recently discovered one of the passwords to bypass the company's sercurity system, so now we can easily access the net without having to have someone log us in every morning. It's pretty convenient and shady at the same time, which is really what work is right now at Ryerson Tull. Anyways, I check my e-mail to find that hotmail is warning me that my inbox is "dangerously full." Now, hopefully this means that I've got many friends who care for me, miss me, and damnit, love me... or just want to criticize my poorly crafted blog. Though, when I open my inbox ... I'm faced with a facade: a shitload of crap trying to sell me stuff, turn me on, or give me ironic advice on how to stop junkmail. I need some sort of solution. I need to act now! Or, maybe, I really just need another cup of coffee.

Quick! I'm having trouble coming up with a new title for my online journal. I would keep "Journal" but apparently for some people *ahem* Linus *ahem*, that's not good enough. Therefore, I've recently changed it to "Rhymes with Orange." "Rhymes with Orange"? you ask. What in the freakin' world rhymes with orange? .... nothing. =) Well, if you have problems with this or if you can come up with another exciting title for my online that'd be great. e-mail me about it.

Announcement: Life just got better. ...er, and maybe a little more boring than usual, but that's fine with me. I'm at work again, and apparently I'm being too efficient. That's right, I'm working too hard, going too fast, and the quality of my results are spectacular! Because of all this, I could finish my job in less than a week, compared to the estimated 2-3 and be done. This is nice...except there's one small problem. If I continue at my noteworthy pace, I'll get paid less. This is not nice.

Today, Ivan and I sat down to devise a plan. We've got to break the Asian stereotype and work slower, be lazier, talk, and stare at beautiful car posters hanging on (Ivan's) cubicle walls. We were initially given 11 pages for 2-3 weeks of data to enter into the database, in a sum of 3 days ( not even) both of us have finished around 3-4 pages each! Why didn't someone else tell us earlier that to succeed at a job like this we need to...um...well...be lazy. I've personally decided that I'm just going to finish a quarter a page each day and then...quadruple check it ....and then multiply that by 11. Hmm..or, maybe I can enter one entry of data per hour? Sounds easy doesn't it? WRONG! Procrastinating is so difficult! I thought I had mastered the art of procrastination in high school...but oh man, does this job test your skills! Well, please wish me luck. If I go online during work, please IM me... the distraction will help me make money faster... um...to share, maybe, of course. =)

I'm currently living my second day on the job, and it ain't so bad. Right now, the network is down..so I'm relaxing, iming, and blogging before I go out to lunch.

Yesterday, I started my first day of work at Ryerson Tull, a steel company. I'm working in the accounting division and my job pretty much is to enter a bunch of data entries into a computer. When I found out about the job, I invited Ivan to join me, so we're working together. We drove to work in Oakbrook, an area filled with sleek white, glass, and shiny office buildings.... and found our office building behind all that. *sigh* it's a ghetto brown, cement complex. We were pretty disappointed...so close! But our spirits lifted when we went inside. We were each given our very own gray cubicles - complete with nice black Dell computer, phone, swanky hanger (only for me...Ivan doesn't have one..hehe loser), drawers, desk, office supplies, two comfy chairs..TWO, and stapler (mine's red). The access to free coffee, hot water, tea, microwaves, vending machines(score!), and refrigerators is pretty sweet too. Sigh..today Ivan and I brought in stuff to decorate our cubicles to make them a lil' more homey. I brought in some flowers from the garden, Michigan Pride, and posted up a couple graduation photos. I'm really liking it now. Ivan's, is well, cars. Hehe..well..I gotta go eat lunch at Diho now. hmm...about time. Better go back to wasting time....sigh...hmm..let's see who's on my buddy list..oh- look, I'll IM Ivan.

Graduation! Ahh.. well I'm finally done with high school, and you know what? It really doesn't feel like it, or atleast the feeling hasn't settled in quite yet. today was perfect,we lucked out! the past few days in chicago have been absolutely dreadful, cloudy, cold, and rainy.

My parents drove me to Rockefeller Chapel on campus earlier today where my graduation was being held. When I arrived, it was great to see everyone from my class. They were all in a hurry..putting on gowns and adjusting caps. Man, it all happened so fast. Soon, all of us were crammed in the chapel's basement minutes before we were marching in front of hundreds of family and friends to "pomp and circumstance." I sat there, smiling, listening to my peers, my teachers, and before I knew it, the whole story of my school career was summerized by the closeness of my classments around me, cheering, clapping...and my name was called, I hugged Mrs. Katz., ...felt my very own diploma in my hands... gently opened it up...to see my name..written in ink...pure evidence of the years spent, friendships made, experiences had, memories remembered from the University of Chicago Laboratory School.

I got into my first car accident today. Ivan and I were driving towards Chicago to day on the Stevenson highway. It was rainy, foggy, and the traffic was bumper to bumper. We were slowly making our way to the city, when the pick-up truck in front of me suddenly stopped. I breaked once I saw his red break lights go on, but the slick, wet, road cuased my rear breaks to skid...and before I knew it, I heard the front of my car grinding metal with the pick-up's rear. I was so in shock, that I didn't even realize that a Honda Civic had rear-ended me in the back. All three cars pulled over to the side. I got out..and...I can't even explain how sick I felt at that moment. My car's whole grill was dented in, my front bumpers were ripped off, and my license plate was hanging on for dear life. The pick-up and Honda were barely scratched. Ivan and I are both ok, and all in once piece. Thank God. A police officer drove up minutes after the crash and helped us record the accident. Thankfully, Ivan took pictures of the damage and helped calm me down. If it wasn't for him, I'm not sure if I would have been able to stop crying. I think everything is going to be ok...just...BMW fixing is a lot of money. I learned my lesson, even though the accident was no ones fault.

I 'm glad we had this talk today. Seriously, I find myself analyzing too much sometimes and I don't want to make it a habit. I feel that maybe I i just let things go the way they're suppose to go, then everything will be ok. ...I think I'm just unsure sometimes. Thanks.