andrew's obituary

outside my window, a small river is forming through the parking lot. there is very little sunlight.

this sounds more like an haiku.

outside the window,
a small river forms quickly,
there is no sunlight.

in any case, i'm pretty scared about travelling on christmas day with all the tensions that are going on right now. terrorist plots have been broken up, "foiling christmas day bombing plots" at least 3 times that i have read now (one example is on my 12/17 posting). on christmas, i'll be flying from korea to LA, then from LA to new jersey. i really hope that nothing happens to me... i am seriously getting paranoid and scared. what's even more scary is if my company is going to stay afloat amidst recent bad news.

you know what i hate? i hate turning off the shower when you don't want to leave but have to. especially when you're tired. every morning when i take a shower, i struggle so much to turn the water off. i literally hold on to the handles/valves/faucets/thingamajig for so long. maybe even 10 minutes.

crap.

during middle school, there was a kid who's last name was Wise. he was asian, but his last name was Wise. several girls liked him - he was in the travel choir, he was a very good swimmer, and good looking. we slowly became friends and hung out on occasion during middle school. played basketball, watched some movies, and just hung out. that was when i found out he was an adopted korean.
during high school, he started dating one of the prettiest and nicest girls i have ever known. she was only one of two girls that would have been worth going back to the reunion for... and of course, he was her boyfriend. everyone looked up to him, and nobody hated him. not-a-one. we didn't really hang as often during high school - and the last time we saw each other was sophomore year of college.
Andrew passed away on the night of Wednesday, December 11th. he was diagnosed with liver cancer in september - and although he tried to fight it, the doctors gave him a prognosis of 6 months to live. it's amazing how someone so strong on the inside and outside, can get even luckier.
you see, he was a committed Christian - and knowing that really doesn't make me worry about him. of course, you can never know for sure if someone goes to Heaven or not until you're actually there - but in this case, i'd like to believe.

the "Wise-man" has passed.

i'm still in this mood where people can piss me off very easily. i don't know why, but i think it has a lot to do with my housing situation. expand more later.

also, i just realized that Wang Zhi Zhi, the chinese NBA import - his name in korean could loosely translate to "King of Breasts."

"you will have good luck in the summer."
the fortune that my fortune cookie gave me in lunch today. i guess i'm in for the long haul this winter.

while i'm at it, i've been collecting fortunes from fortune cookies, and i'm going to list what i have:

"serious trouble will bypass you" - when i was going through really rough times

"a friend asks only for your time not your money"

"now is the time to try something new" - right after my offer for nielsen got rescinded. i went into biotech.

"you will be unusually succesful in business." - right after i realized that i hate working in biotech and wanted to go back into the "business" side.

"you will take a chance in something in the near future" - this was right before aileen and i started dating.

"imagination is more important than knowledge" - my imagination is so out there, it makes me wonder if i'm really a big screw up. this fortune made me happy.

"don't let others determine your position in life." - when my parents were pushing me to go to grad school.

"CONFUCIUS SAYS: GORT KLATU - MARADA - NICTOW" - this one... this is the funniest one i have ever read. if anyone knows what it means, please let me know.

updated my pics page.

nothing special.

when i was a kid, my sister and i drank milk and orange juice like no other. i once went through a carton of orange juice in 5 hours. my sister and i used to finish a gallon of milk every two days. it once came to a point where we had milk delivered to our house straight from the farm. a milk man dressed in a white suit would actually deliver jugs of milk to our front door. while i was in college, i stopped the milk frenzy and introduced my body to soda. slowly, the milk consumption decreased and all the other junk increased. now, i drink milk maybe once a month. my boasting of not being lactose intolerant is now over. i drank milk today... and my stomach went crazy.