Tuesday, July 30, 2002

"Childhood is short, maturity is forever."

I went to get an oil change for my car today, which was long overdue. I mean, it's been like 5500 miles or something since the last one.
Anyway, I always go to this dinky little Korean autoshop in Garden Grove, in my old neighborhood. I've been going there ever since I got my car, mostly because it was close to home, and also because I knew the owner fairly well, since my mom was like his best customer. (Her old car, the appropriately named Oldsmobile, broke down a lot.)

After I dropped the car off, I took a little walk around my old neighborhood. The first place I visited was my old house, of course. It looked relatively the same, except for the front door; the "new" owners had replaced it or repainted it brown. (it used to be white) In fact, the whole neighborhood hadn't changed much at all.
My best friend from elementary school used to live three houses down from me, and we used to play handball on his garage door with his two cousins everyday. It looked exactly the same as before.

Then I took another walk, this time to my old elementary school, which is literally across the street from my old house. I walked by the classes I used to sleep study in, then through the big playground in the middle of the school.

Seeing all these things again brought back a lot of happy memories: swinging on the monkey bars 'till my hands were a bloddy pulp, pegging some poor kid on the head in nationball, almost getting hit by a softball in the head myself during P.E., dressing up as Batman for Halloween, almost winning the spelling bee, having a crush on this girl named Liz Pacelli (everyone had a crush on her, she was purdy), squaredancing with the ugliest girl in the class... wait, that last one ain't a happy memory! MUST. FORGET. NOW!!!

Those were some good times.
Time goes by so fast.
I'm gonna go cry now.
Can't sell the DREAM MACHINE!!!!!!!! :( memories!
Coughing while peeing sucks.
It gets messy.

Monday, July 29, 2002

It's official.

I'm moving on the 10th of August, the day after Steve (supposedly) comes back from his mission trip to Julie's homeland, the Amazon (Brazil). I'll be living with Steve's family, which is kinda weird, but I think it'll be okay. Now that's taken care of, I'll have to figure out how to get rid of all this crap I have in my apartment. If anybody needs/wants old furniture - 2 couches, a glass table, a lampstand, a small dining table, plus chairs - or knows someone that does, contact me. All I ask is 1 meeeelion dollars. I might bring it down a bit if you ask nicely. Oh I also have an old TV.


Is it any wonder I can't sleep?
All I have is all you gave to me
Is it any wonder I found peace through you?
Turn to the gates of heaven, to myself be damned
Turn away from light
It's not enough
Just a touch
It's not enough

- Smashing Pumpkins


I'm still sick.
Charlotte brought me orange juice.
With "lots of pulp."
In exchange for use of my computer.
A fair trade.
I guess.
damn it. now i don't think it was anastasia.
damn it. i'm friggin trippin over this.
damn you. damn you bonerino.
hahaha is that quote from anastasia???
i was sittin here for literally 10 minutes tryin to figure out where i've heard that before.

sexy voice?
lucky you.
whilst you got to have sexy voice today,
my voice kept cracking and at one point
ended up with an ogre voice.
it was frightening. but funny.
ok fine, i loved it.

congrats and g' luck with praise leading dawg.

Sunday, July 28, 2002

"You shouldn't keep things inside like that sir. You'll get cancer."

I'm so freakin' sick - just kill me now.
At least I got to have a sexy voice today.
Okay not really sexy.


I've decided to take Denise's offer to lead praise for the jr. high group, if/when they split up from the high school group.
It was really cool to hear her sermon today, about how you don't have to do extraordinary things like go on missions and teach bible study and all that for God; he just wants you to know him and love him, and that faith and love will lead you to do great things. It was a very simple message, and one that we've all heard before, many times. Yet this time it really related to what I was going through, and I totally heard God speaking to me through the sermon. Too bad she didn't do the sermon before I spent three weeks praying about this. Well at least if I wasn't sure about it before, I'm definitely sure about it now.


How do you know when girls like you? When they flirt with you? And what's flirting? What's the line between flirting/talking/joking?
I'm totally an idiot when it comes to this kind of stuff.
I mean, I'm REALLY slow.
Slower than most guys.
Okay, I'm a freakin' retard. (imagine me saying that with Dr. Evil's voice)
Anyway, Diana asked an interesting question on her blog today, and I was wondering, what about girls?
Which do they prefer: subtlety or straightforwardness?
I'm guessing most girls prefer guys that are straight..........forward.


Dammit. This is getting gay.
so tired...

Thursday, July 25, 2002

cause: morning prayer + VBS (100 screaming kids + little daniel (sunny's brother) + lots of "yummy" food)

effect: boner falling asleep during closing worship.

g'nite party people.

Wednesday, July 24, 2002

woah..those are weird funny dreams..i do think they mean somethign too
"O magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt his name together. I sought the Lord, and he heard me, and delivered me from all my fears." Psalm 34:3-4
gee, that was WAY helpful.
freakin' beast.
i thnk that dream means something...
i read the interpreting dream book...
im not real sure tho...
weird dreams man...
another dream:

first part took place at book plus. me and steve went there for some reason, and oh man, that place was MESSY. backpacks were everywhere, almost no place to walk through. we passed by a few rooms, and in one room we saw mr. cho and a few kids sleeping in front of the tv.

okay so how is that any different from reality?

second part: i was on a motorcycle, with clara in the back. we were going down a big street, then i ran a yellow light and almost hit a pedestrian. what's weird was that all the people on the streets were dressed up in costumes, like it was halloween. after that i got pulled over by a cop (on a motorcycle) and he turned out to be none other than the rainman himself, dustin hoffman.

what's up with all these dreams?!

Tuesday, July 23, 2002

"Life is but a dream."

after morning prayer, i decided to take a nap before work, then i had this dream:

i was sleeping, then woke up. (in the dream) i was in someone else's house, and there were about 3 people there, all sitting down and watching tv. then this girl turns around and starts looking at me. then she comes up to me (with an evil looking grin), grabs my face with both hands, and starts shaking it! so i did it back to her. after that piece 'o fun was over, i looked at the clock and realized that i was late for work, then got up to leave. while putting on my shoes, julie comes in through the front door, acting like her usual self, and asks me something. (which i forgot, but it was funny) then right when i'm about to leave, she introduces me to the girl that i had "met" earlier... crap i forgot her name. anyway she was really cute and liked videogames. (her favorite game was final fantasy IV)

(does the dream remind you of a certain movie? hmmmmmmm)
then i woke up, and realized that i was not late for work.
so i went back to sleep.

jules, you don't really know a girl like that, do you? don't be holding out on me!
stupid joke of the day: a guy comes home, goes into his bedroom and says to his wife, "before we get started, go get me a beer." she goes and gets him a beer. he drinks it down and goes, "before we get started, go get me another beer." she goes and gets him another beer. he drinks it down and says, "alright, before we get started go get me a sandwich." she says (in a high, obnoxious mocking voice) "before we get started make me a sandwich!" he goes, "it's started..."
boy: yes yes. i've been "publishing" for everyone since they all seem to be having problems with it... except dooj. maybe it's a dial up thing. the world? it can't possibly beat the GRAND RESORT! uhh... i can't think of anything that i would possibly want from indonesia, but i'll ask the guys if they want anything.

dijonnaise: i would if i could, but i can't so i won't.

jules: you do that, and i'll marry you. 100 pounds though? you crazy?! you'll be anorexic.
ok, you and steve liked yupgijugin geunyuh a little too much.

jeon ji hyun is mighty tall and manly. but she's pretty. and good at dancing.
i'll get high heels, grow my hair, make it black, get pale skin
lose 100 pounds, sock some guys around and present myself to you.
oh man, i just grossed you out, huh.

Monday, July 22, 2002

wat da dilli?
yea i'm havin the publishing problemo yo.
everytime i try to publish it says "error...yada yada yada"
fix it. fix it now. please?
Yes, I understand. It takes me 5 minutes to see if I posted successfully on this elite dial-up connection. If you see that my blog has not been published, please publish it for us!

I miss the boys and laughing about the weirdest things. The good times must continue when I get back. Man, it is so beautiful out here, we have to go out and see the world! Let's plan a trip to the Yosemite! Hey, is there anything you want from here? Ask the guys if they want anything. Tell me fast, in two days I will be out of this computer lab!

"We've all been raised by television to believe that one day, we'll all be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars. But we won't."

are people having trouble publishing on their blogs? cuz everytime i visit someone else's blog, it looks like it hasn't been updated, then i log on blogger, and see that they HAVE been updated, they're just not showing for some reason. so then i have to manually publish them myself so it'll be "really" updated. did anyone understand that?
ya'll have no idea what i'm talking about huh.
mmm sassy.

dude guess what i'm listening to right now? pachebel's cannon. (or whatever it's called) this song makes me sad now. i'm a freak.

Sunday, July 21, 2002

"my sassy girl" = "yub-kee-juk-een geu-nyo" ?????

sassy = yub kee ?????
hairdresser tried to explain yub-kee to me but failed miserably.
sassy daniel.

"I'm soh-ree!"

i'm officially in love with jeon ji hyun.

a korean actress... Lord help me.

Saturday, July 20, 2002

"What could this be, too much MTV? Chalk another fad up for its fall into infamy."

my new favorite band = five iron frenzy

i always thought they were good, but i think they're REALLY good now that i've actually listened to the lyrics.
and they're christian. awesome.
i've been rediscovering a lot of bands in that same fashion.
ie. fif, smashing pumpkins, the aquabats, red hot chili peppers.
just watched a korean movie on dvd...
english title: "My Sassy Girl"
thought it was gonna be really gay...
it was.
but it was good gay.
it was really funny, especially because of the english subtitles.
the subtitles didn't just have the translation, they would also describe all the sound effects. (like for the hearing impaired)
my favorite: "Fireworking. Pop. Pop."
too bad the last two minutes of the movie got cut off.
stupid black market dvds.
i'm pretty sure i know what happened though.

i can't believe i liked a korean movie.
highly disturbing.

Friday, July 19, 2002

"I'm just a simple man, trying to make my way in the universe."

stayed home all day.
gave me a chance to think... about stuff.
a lot of stuff.

i've been praying a lot lately...
ok well, not A LOT, but more than usual.
why? mostly because i just have a lot of things to pray about.

many struggles.
many questions.
few answers.

this one particular dilemma, well not really a dilemma, more of an issue.
anyway this issue, i think God's giving me an answer.
am i going to listen to him? i really don't want to. God, you're asking too much of me.
how do i know if it even is God telling me? maybe it's just me. thinking all this up. i tend to do that. or maybe it IS God, but i'm thinking it's just me. a vicious cycle, this is.


tomorrow is payday.
it's about damn time.
no more negative balance in the checking account. until next week that is.
i'm finally going to give my car a wash. he deserves it.

i refuse to refer to my car as a "she" like other people tend to do. why do they do that? they do that with boats too.


been listening to some christian music.
not bad.


Sam: "Where should I put this thing so that it doesn't hurt anyone we know or care about?"
Max: "Out the window, Sam. There's nobody but strangers out there."


let's play a game. try to guess the source of the quotes that i put at the beginning of my posts. (the ones that are in bold) who said it, which book, movie, tv show, etc.
if you get it right, you get a point. there's not prizes or anything, so the points are pointless. (har har) think "whose line is it anyway".
i just want to see who can get the most, if any.

today's quote is fairly easy.

Wednesday, July 17, 2002

I got Warcraft 3, but it ain't working.

Good thing I didn't buy it.

God bless the Internet.

Tuesday, July 16, 2002

Dijonnaise: check your email.
had a little online chat with Adrian. here's a little snippet:

NerdPowered (10:12:04 PM): man
NerdPowered (10:12:09 PM): spiritual opposition is crazy here
DBones80 (10:12:14 PM): oh yeah?
NerdPowered (10:12:17 PM): every morning you wake up at 4am
NerdPowered (10:12:23 PM): because you hear muslims praying
NerdPowered (10:12:26 PM): over a loudspeaker
NerdPowered (10:12:30 PM): every time i wake up to that
NerdPowered (10:12:36 PM): i get tons of bad dreams after
NerdPowered (10:12:50 PM): it's not just one loudspeaker
DBones80 (10:12:52 PM): hahaha i dunno why that's funny
NerdPowered (10:12:58 PM): it's everywhere
NerdPowered (10:12:59 PM): hahaha
DBones80 (10:13:25 PM): you're still gonna teach all that high tech stuff?
NerdPowered (10:13:34 PM): I have no idea
DBones80 (10:13:52 PM): hey i wanna know how to do cgi and stuff too
DBones80 (10:13:56 PM): you can teach me when you get back
DBones80 (10:13:57 PM): haha
NerdPowered (10:14:06 PM): lol
NerdPowered (10:14:08 PM): shaddap
NerdPowered (10:14:09 PM): hahahahah

He's been sick, so a little laughter was needed.
Go read his blog, he updated it.
steve flexing: disturbing

daily jukebox: i see your reasoning

our own jukebox: it's up to you dear boy

my social skills: dwindling , as i am seemingly
unable to think/write in flowing complete sentences
The VOZ.

This is for all the people that has ever played Counterstrike.

Warning: Contains "adult" language. Just a little.

Warning: Contains violence. A lot of 'em. Viewer discretion is advised.

Monday, July 15, 2002

jenny saw lokelani flexing in front of the bathroom mirror at EM retreat.
it was very cute.

steven on the other hand would not be considered cute, i don't think.
hes like overgrown or something.
but i like him because he's not an absolute ogre like some people.
on sunday, i was like in between him and robert accidentally and i felt all trapped and claustrophobic.
and i got mad at them for no reason.
i was like: "step aside you monsters!" in my head. and i felt frustrated and flustered.
but they didn't know.
then i ran away.

um. im going to shut up now.
I just saw Steve flexing in front of the bathroom mirror.

Good thing I wasn't drinking milk, 'cause it would have shot through my nose all over my monitor.

"Sad life" indeed.

"I live sad life."
Dijonnaise: Well I "killed" Daily Jukebox for three reasons -
1. us two were the only ones posting on it.
2. we both have our own blogs that we can post songs at.
3. no one gave a damn.

Hmm... maybe we should just make our own "jukebox" blog? Just for us two? Interested?
today's topic: your daily jukebox

-what of it?
it's disappeared.
-where to?
i don't know.
dan musta killed it.
he's a grumpy old man.
[momentary pause]

"Go ahead and play the blues if it'll make you happy."

(Rivers Cuomo + piano) + (the Beatles - British accent) + Texas = Ben Kweller


All I do is listen to music. I barely even watch TV anymore. Now it's just music.
Music when I'm surfing the web.
Music when I'm talking on AIM.
Music when I'm blogging.
Music when I'm showering.
Music when I'm driving.
Music when I'm working.
Music when Steve is listening to music.
Music when I'm sleeping.
Music when I'm waking up.
And what do I do when there's no music to listen to? I whistle. And sing to myself. (not at the same time)

Are you out there God? It's me, Daniel. Please give me a life.

Saturday, July 13, 2002

julie thas nasty...
well... yes too much...ping and pong...
I played soooooo much ping pong today.
No mas.
I quit.
'Till tomorrow.


I get to play guitar for the praise team tomorrow!
I'm pretty excited about it since I haven't done it in such a long time.
And Eric is playing drums! The less said about that, the better.
I'm kidding Eric. You did well today.
We have a strong chonnection.

"God is a comedian, playing to an audience too afraid to laugh."

so many things on my mind...

I had a long talk with Denise about some stuff.

Then I had a long talk with Grace about some stuff.

And now I'm talking to Steve about some stuff.

Tomorrow Today I'm going to morning prayer and pray about all this stuff. And then some.


Dooj: It wasn't Jessica, although that would've been nice.

Garfield: You crack me up. Is 3 months a long time to have same contacts? When are you supposed to get new ones? Of course you couldn't see my car at Islands; I park across the gas station, in the big parking lot by Albertsons. Plus I don't work Thursdays.


"Dear Roberta Sparrow, I have reached the end of your book and there are so many questions that I need to ask you. Sometimes I am afraid of what you might tell me. Sometimes I am afraid this is not a work of fiction. I can only hope that the answers will come to me in my sleep. I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to."

Friday, July 12, 2002

i've had the same contacts in my eyes for about 3 months.
i'm too poor to buy new ones.
let's have a 'too poor" contest.
just kidding. =)

yesterday i went to islands and searched in vain for your car.
then i went to albertson's and stared at all the food that i can't eat.
and i stared at all the flowers no one will buy me.
then i went back to islands and your car still wasn't there.
(only about 15 minutes had passed)

then i went home and sat around.
i'm the master of sitting around. like garfield.
and i like lasagna, like garfield.
i am garfield.

what girl? THE girl? i'm going to anihilate her.
um. *blush blush* just kidding.


"You are the all singing, all dancing crap of the world."

I had the weirdest dream this morning.
I only remember bits and pieces of it.
It started out as a movie, set in a high school, then it turned into a computer game (RPG to be exact, really reminded me of Ultima 7), then at the end... well I'm not gonna post it here. I'll just say it involves a girl. The girl. No, nothing dirty. It wasn't one of those dreams.
That's all I'll say about that.

Thursday, July 11, 2002

I've been listening to this song over and over for an hour.
Billy Corgan, you're my soulmate.
Sorry for the homoerotic tone.

Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet With Butterfly Wings

The world is a vampire sent to drain
Secret destroyers hold you up to the flames
And what do I get for my pain
Betrayed desires and a piece of the game
Even though I know
I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold
Like old Job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Now I'm naked
Nothing but an animal
But can you fake it
For just one more show
And what do you want?
I want to change
And what do you got?
When you feel the same
Even though I know
I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold
Like old Job

Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was an only son
Tell me i'm the chosen one
Jesus was an only son for you

And I still believe that I cannot be saved...
Note: yay...driver training

Wednesday, July 10, 2002

"can't you even pretend to be happy to see me [pops]?"
while i, dijon, bounced around smiling and bang-ga-wo
to see dooj and yourself,
you, bonerino, GRIMACED.
but fine. you just sold your games so
i'll let it slide. this time.
hope all works out for ya dawg.
much love, 2 taps, and a peace sign.

Tuesday, July 09, 2002

"I'm not a bad guy! I work hard, and I love my kids. So why should I spend half my Sunday hearing about how I'm going to Hell?"

You ever notice how similar Homer Simpson and Chief Wiggum are?
I mean, they gotta be long lost brothers.
They're both fat.
They're both really really dumb.
They're both immature.
But deep inside, they're just nice guys that love their family and try to provide for them.


Jules: Good to know I'm not the only bum around here. Did you know you're one of the few people that can always make me laugh? Not because you try to be funny or anything. I think it's 'cause you can be such a girly girl one minute, then BAM! You turn into an amazon. Hilarity ensues. Believe it or not, this is a compliment. You better treasure this moment, 'cause it doesn't happen often.

Beast: Good BBQ tonight. Why? 'Cause I don't feel sick afterwards. Dude we gotta move out of here. We could get evicted any moment. Tell your parents to hurry up and get down. "GIT DOWN GIT DOWN!!"
i too am poor.
i heard about your $ predicament from steve and i was sad.
hang in there.
very clean but poor...
both of us...

"I am Jack's empty wallet."

Whew haven't blogged in a while. I just didn't have anything to really write about... blogger's block.

Well Adrian's gone.
He left this morning to Pepperdine for mission training. We had to do some last minute emergency packing last night/this morning since he had not PACKED AT ALL even though he knew he was supposed to leave today. We got done around 2 am, and he went over to his house in Cerritos to drop the stuff off. His bed/matress is still here though, even though he was supposed to take it this morning. What the heck am I supposed to do with it?
And he hasn't paid me back yet that bum! I've been reminding him for like a month now, and I even told him after we packed. You owe me money! I need it! I have a negative balance on my checking account! God I'm poor!
Lord help me.

At least the apartment is clean(er).


Monday, July 08, 2002

seems like u got lots on ur hands...
hey if u could teach that be cool...
ya just pray i guess... bout it...
working with YUJ's
but dude lets both do like a car wash...
or something...
make money...
in one shot?
or stand in front of the store and "ring" the bell and say we are raising money for the homeless

Wednesday, July 03, 2002

Join praise! Teach! I have been debating that whole serving stuff at church. Once this term ends, I am not sure how much time I will be able to invest in church. Man that one part in Iron Giant is sad. I saw it in the main sanctuary at church when the youth group watched it. Very sad. Man . . . 5 more days. Life is going to be real different after this. Memories . . . good times.

Tuesday, July 02, 2002

"I am not a gun."

Cartoon Network is doing "The Iron Giant" marathon.
It's one of my favorite movies, evar.
It started tonight at 7 PM, and ends tomorrow at the same time, so go watch it, at least once.

All I know is that every single time he closes his eyes, leans back, and smiles as he says, "Sooooooooperman," I tear up like a little school girl. Good thing Adrian was here, or else I would have cried like a yuj.

"Life gets easier once your brain begins to die."

Too much stress.
Can I never EVER get away from money problems?!?!
Why must I be so freakin' poor?
It's not like I wanna be a millionaire.
I just want to be able to live comfortably without worrying if I can pay the rent.
I'm gonna have the worst. credit. evar.


After our conversation last night/this morning, Grace got me thinking about teaching.
At church.
I know, it sounds ridiculous.
But the jr. high group is really in need of teachers, so I'm giving it some thought.

Okay, they're probably not THAT desperate.


I've also been thinking about joining the praise team. (for EM, not youth group) Praise is definitely my favorite part of worship/service, and I miss playing guitar, so I want to be a part of it again. The praise team has already has all the instruments, except electric guitar. The thing is, I haven't been practicing at all, so I'm really rusty. Unlike Dusty. Damn I'm funny. I bet Mayer's better than me now.


Work is okay. People there are fun to work with. It's very casual and relaxed there, so I can fool around like I usually do. (when the managers aren't watching)
Few people from church were there on Monday. First Charlotte came with Ben(ji), then Amy and Dooj. I showed all of them to their booths, and really hammed it up with the whole host thing. Both Charlotte and Amy laughed at me. Maybe that's a good thing.

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