(yawn)

ive read the same 3 pages about social phobias for the last 5 hours. granted, i did have a lot of interruptions within those 5 hours (making dinner, dishes, arguing with housemates, reading some kerouac, eating chocolate and browsing the net.), but thats normal.

its so damned cold in my house. i have on a few layers and some pants, but the cold is seeping through yo. argh. however, im enjoying a nice burning cup of joe. it helps.

i find enjoyment in the simple things these days. a cup of joe, a chapter of a novel, the bus ride to town, library cards, my dirty jeans and cheap fruit. life is simple (i guess its because i make it simple), life is appealing.

but i feel lazy. hahaha. im use to working 30 hours a week while going to uni and hanging out with friends. thats not the case anymore. i dont have a job. i only go to uni 3 times a week, for a total of 7 hours and the few friends that i have party a lot (and oddly enough, im not much for partying, even though the opportunity is waiting to be seized.)

oh well. ill take advantage of this feelin while it lasts.

oh. i am also pondering what i should do for spring break. i have a month. i think i talked about this already, but yea. i dont want to be stuck in swansea. hahaha. i need to go somewhere. should i go to russia? prague? ill think about it, but i gotta decide this week if i want to plan anything.



girl, lets hang out like wet clothes.

trouble man.

im sick again.

europe must have 10 different cold/flu sicknesses going around, cause everyone i know whos gotten sick is getting sick AGAIN and AGAIN and AGAIN.

fuck yo.

i happened to follow my friend to the 8th floor of vivian tower today and realized that i have 5 essays due by mid march and 1 essay due on the 1st. fucked like whoa. hahah. i better get on my grind yo. no more slacking off. no more alluc.org. i need a divorce. (i forgot to sign a pre-nup. it'll take half.)

also, i want to travel this spring, but alas, i cannot. i wish i was the few who could say 'money aint a thang' and mean it.

mmm. runny nose, sore throat and painful coughs. my kind of life.

you know im no good.

yo.

im a simple man.

im not meant for the intellectualism steez. i could be classified as ignorant, in a way. i mean, i like to learn, but i dont want to learn everything. and im not really into debating life through ethics, morals, free will, god and whatever else you can think of. i dont think i could compete with intellectuals, on any level. once they start going off about globalization and its effects on the chocolate paper weight makers of jordan and shit, i just blank out. wanna talk philosophy? ooo not with me.

dont get me wrong here. i enjoy talking and thinking and all that good shit, but the way i seem to vocalize my thoughts seem really simple to people. i get the vibes that people think im not taking them seriously or im just spittin cliches like sunflower seeds.

i cant let myself be defined by the things i read in books and the thoughts of others. i do learn from others, no doubt, but i cringe when i meet people who only know what they know from books they've read or professors they've listened to. and there are a lot of people like that. (i hope im wrong.)

i see it in people too. i can connect easily with people who come off really relaxed and simple. i cant really make friends with people who come off arrogant about their intellectual pursuits. well, thats the case for a lot of people. then you should know how i feel, right?

haha. what kind of fuckery is this?

mmm hearts. (v2)

random vday mixtape/compliation i threw together in 14 minutes. (picking tracks is easy. i wish i took the time to actually 'mix' it.)

actually, now that its uploaded, i dont even remember what songs i put on there. its quite 'diverse'. 14 tracks.

enjoy.

happy vday ladies. winkwink.

heart attack.

ps: if you dont want it to get all the tracks mixed up in your itunes library, just make a seperate playlist and load it to that. i didnt take the time to renumber and retitle the tracks. my bad.

mmm. hearts.

we have let ourselves get owned by hallmark.

valentines day is soon. i see people dreading the day. february 14th. that date is so powerful in western culture. just looking at that date will make an individual examine his or her love life to such a level that it could be classified as mild depression. shiet. a couple girls i know are all a bit down because they are single and realizing that their fellow hens have roosters to wake up to, while they are all alone in the cages poppin out eggs. i just poke fun at them.

truthfully speaking,

i aint all that numb to this day either. i always tell myself that i am numb yo. shit. you have to tell yourself that. its just a day. right? a normal day with....exaggerated amounts of chocolate and flowers and hugging and saix.

i dont think anyone ive met is completely numb to this day. for clarification, when i say numb, i mean 'the hell? vday passed already? i didnt even notice. wait..when is it again? what? i dont even remember the purpose for that day', that kind of numb. haha.

haha.

'loves in need of love today'

i aint anti-vday anyway. i mean, what harm comes from it? (besides a few women who go ballistic and emotionally kill thier significant other (while stomping on the grave of chivalry)). i just see it as a day where you can make the day a little more special than the rest. i mean...why the fuck not right? you dont have to buy anything and shower your other with flowers and chocolate. were just ordinary people (c) john legend. aint gotta do spectacular guinness world record shit yo. just relax and make most of the day when the rest of the western world cuddles up too.

might as well live it up while you can.

chinese kids are evil.

it snowed heavily today. around 6 inches.

i woke up and looked outside the window cause i kept hearing people screaming. snow, everywhere. it was such a nice sight. i dont remember ever seeing SNOW falling fro the SKY. it was crazy.

i had to wake myself up, (seeing as how it was 1pm. ahahaha) so i went downstairs and made myself some coffee to enjoy the sights.

when it snows, you have to enjoy yourself right? i put on my 5 quid jeans, laced up my trainers, kept my head warm with a beanie and left the house.

snowballs everywhere. battlefield.

we were throwing snowballs at the cars struggling to crawl uphill. we were throwing snowballs at the pikey kids who were wandering through the village streets. we were throwing snowballs at the passerbyers. we were throwing snowballs at our neighbors. i was throwing snowballs at the cops.

then i went inside after two or three hours of snowball fun (resulting in extremely frostbitten hands and face) to make myself another cup of coffee.

i went upstairs to hang out with B, my saudi housemate, and enjoy the view from his 3rd story window. it was then that i realized that all the british kids were inside their houses to recoop while all the chinese students started to swarm out from their nests.

okay. i was a bit buzzed at the time. ill acknowledge that. but everything i said (at first) was out of the kindness of my heart. now, i honestly wanted to make some chinese friends here so i could have some connects back in the mainland, ya know? i was looking out the window watching all the chinese kids have fun and talking in their really thick mainland accents, so i started yelling out the window 'NI HAO MA'. i kept saying 'HELLO MY ASIAN BROTHAS AND SISTAS, LET US BE FRIENDS AND REJOICE IN THIS SNOW!'. i was struggling to remember the few polite chinese words i knew, and trying to communicate with them in chinese and english.

then the unthinkable happened.

about 20 chinese kids (male and female) started to snowball the window that i was looking out of. 20. mothafuckin. chinese. kids. i was bombarded with snowballs. while most of them lacked range and depth perception when throwing, a couple of these mothafuckas managed to get snowballs into the room i was in. in the mist of all this, i was trying to yell out peaceful means of negotiating our terms (i know. im honorable. i stood there being pelted with snow from these kids and was remain humble), but they would not stop. soon enough, all the chinese kids on our side of the house started to throw snowballs at the window.

WOW. i got so pissed. one of the managed to hit me in the chest with a snowball. that set me off. i had to let loose yo. i realized that its a tough snow covered world out there. im a man. i gotta stand up for myself.

i proceeded to gather snow from the roof and started making snowballs.

it was a stupid mistake. these chinese kids attacked me like i had just liberated taiwan.

so of course, i decided to take the next logical route and yell out racial slurs.

'YEA THATS RIGHT FIGHT FOR MAO YOU COMMIES!'
'KORAENS ARE FAR SUPERIOR TO YOUR NON ENGLISH SPEAKIN CHINESE ASSES'
etc etc.

then i started picking on the weak.

i saw theses girls and started to degrade her self esteem.
'OH MY GOD BITCH YOU NEED BOTOX!'
'NO WONDER WHY YOU'RE SINGLE!'
'BITCH YOU LOOK LIKE ZHANG ZIYI WITH DOWN SYNDROME'
etc etc. except add some racial slurs in them and you get my drift.

they kept attacking. and they started yelling at me in chinese. i knew they were fightin words. i knew it. i somehow managed to access the memories of my korean ancestors who probably went through the same thing (except with bows and guns and shit) and KNEW that they were cussing me out.

i seeked blood. chinese blood.

i ran outside the house with a couple of other housemates and started to attack the masses of chinese kids that were snowballing me. while many of them, for some reason, decided to give up as soon as i got out of the house, some were insistent. so, i targed my sights on a ringleader of the group (some chinese boy band lookin mothafucka with long ass orange hair and shit) and started making a snowball so hard that it could dent a car.

i aimed. fired. hit the man in the FACE. knocked off his glasses.

I LAUGHED. SO HARD. you know the feeling of joy you get when you see someone trip or fall? and you just automatically say 'OOOOOUUUUU' like you felt the pain too? you know you start laughing. dont deny. thats what happened to me.

the chinese kid was a bit bewildered because he just realized the consequences of messing with jason fucking chung. he started to walk away while these chinese girls came up to him all 'caring' and whatnot.

i got my revenge.

i felt good.

and then i started snowballing the other chinese kids.

mmm.

after that fiasco, i came into the house and got pretty drunk. im still a bit drunk actually. its only 9pm, and i started drinking at 2pm. so yea.

the moral of this story?

jason chung should not be messed with.
and snow is fun.

thank you.

first snow

its 11am.

the snow that i saw when i woke up this morning is already gone.

hopefully there will be more to come.

socially retarded hermit.

thats what i am.

i feel like an old man hermit.

i dont go out and party with all the young folk here. while they go out and get drunk and mess with members of the opposite gender, i sit in my room watching tv shows and listening to music or in the kitchen making food and eating the food i make. if not that, im most likely sleeping or reading books and constantly checking thesimple to see if there are any new updates. i dont know. why do i not want to go out? shoot. im at a prime age of partying, yet i have no desire to have 'fun' and i cant even socialize with people outside of my house and classes. honestly. i think ive lost the ability to make new acquaintances. socializing is a chore to me. id rather be alone and enjoy my solo time. haha. i wonder if i have an asocial mental problem. i mean, i like meeting people, theres no doubt about that. i just dont like making the effort and having to go through all that nice 'first time' meeting social norm shit. but even if i dont have to do that, i just...dont do anything remotely related to socializing.

i think i have some mindset of an old old man.

an old man who dies slowly while watching daytime soaps, taking his 10 pills a day, and sitting his life away in his rocking chair that he hand carved himself when he was 22.

but yea.

ps. in no way am i saying old men arent fun. i am just using the stereotype that old men are boring and sit around all day in their rocking chairs talking about joe dimaggio and the brooklyn dodgers. or the korean war. whichever.

rocket number nine, donde esta?

Climate Panel Issues Urgent Warning to Curb Gases

man.

the world is coming to an end!

no more hate yo. no more. gotta make most of life while we can. peace and love.

lets try to change things up. do what we can to help null this madness.

woo.

you dont kiss me no more...

you just put your lips on

autopilot

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february 1st.

it still hasnt hit me that its 2007. i find myself writing 'day/month/2006' on my papers and essays. usually im good about dates and times changing, but lately i cant seem to keep track of the date and time. this is probably leftover effects from backpacking. during my many excursions, i often found myself forgetting what day of the week it was and what time it was. whether it was monday or saturday, weekends and weekdays were the same to me. time was sort of easy to guess, thanks to mother nature and my limited knowledge of the skies. i miss that feeling though. time didnt matter. everything was according to me, you know? there was no set schedule too demanding (besides making it on time to get on my damn trains) and i could do what i wanted. actually, i could do that now, but the situation, the environment is different, and that changes a lot.

hm. ill just try and play with the changes.

ive just started to log my european adventure. i know im really late and the thoughts/feelings of the moment are not fresh, but i did write down some things to remind me of everything. hopefully i can finish those up and post them sometime soon. not too soon though, so dont get any hopes up readers (all 2 of you). just know that most of them will be long. my amsterdam log (the only one i managed to do in full) is already nearing 4 pages on msword, so...read them when you got the time for them. its just a bunch of my thoughts that go all over the place, so they wont be extremely exciting and well written.

oh. download the song in the link above. its one of my favorite phonte joints and im sure not a lot of people have heard it.