Who wants to go to Las Vegas with me this winter? Let's go!

Ching Ching!

Maxim had an article titled "100 things you need to know about women". Here's a few..

• Never trust a girl who has no girlfriends. She doesn't get along with other women because she's either bat-s__t crazy or just plain mean.
• A British study claims a woman's chances of getting married drop by 40 percent for every 16-point rise in her IQ. The same increase in IQ for a man boosted his chances of getting married by 35 percent.
• The best-looking women often possess the least self-confidence.
• They dream of one day peeing in a urinal.
• About half of all brides will lose a good friend over a ridculous bridesmaid squabble.
• Women's public bathrooms are about three times more disgusting than men's.
• Girls will not sit on any toilet outside their own hime or a five-star hotel. Everywhere else they're hovering above the toilet in a squat.
• More than half of surveyed females between 18 and 25 would prefer to be run over by a truck than be fat.
• Ugly girls like to hang out with pretty girls because it makes them feel like they'e more attractive. Pretty girls hang out with ugly girls for the same reason.

I would like to get confirmations on some of these haha..

I came into work around 6:45am this morning, as usual. I worked about an hour since (it's 11am right now). and i think im gonna go home soon. it's worth the $3.60 for bart to start my weekend 4 hours earlier than to wait for my vanpool to leave at 4pm while doing absolutely nothing at work. TGIF is most definitely the acronym of the day..

Oil Facts About South Korea

South Korea is the world's sixth-largest oil consumer (at 2.3 million barrels per day), the second-largest liquefied natural gas (LNG) importing country (at 22 million tons per annum) and, due to its high level of industrialization, the third-highest in consumption per capita, after the United States and Canada.

Ddak Nae Type.

Enjoy =)

Chiba Lotte Marines won the Japan Series - the World Series of Japanese baseball.

Why do I care? Because Lee Seung-Yeop, the South Korean slugger, plays for the Marines. In the series, his record was: .545 hitting average, 3 homeruns, 4 runs, and 6 RBIs. In the 4th and final game (it was a 4-0 sweep), he drove in all 3 runs for his team with a 2-run homerun and a RBI double. The score was 3-2. That's pretty dang good.

Lee Seung-Yeop was formerly a Samsung Lion. After dominating the Korean baseball league for years, he wanted to come to the US and play in the Major League. However, no one paid much attention to him here. Feelings hurt, he decided to go to Japan instead of coming to the Major League where he'd play in a crappy team for a near-minimum salary. After all, he is the "Asian Homerun King", after hitting 56 homeruns in his last season with the Samsung Lions (55 was the previous Asian record for most homeruns in a single season held by some Japanese dude - no one outside of Korea really cared about this stat however).

His first season with the Marines was just hellish. He sucked it up. After all, it was his first season in a better, harder league in a foreign land. But the second season comes, and he is back at the top.

While this is just another one of my 'I'm proud of my fellow Korean' moments, it also means something potentially even greater. The Marines' manager is Bobby Valentine - former manager of the NY Mets who took them to the World Series in 2000. What does this mean? Some teams from the Major League are interested in bringing him back to the US. If and when he does, there's a chance that he might bring Lee with him. Especially after such an emphatic season, he might do just that. Wouldn't that be exciting? No? Haha I am.

Hooray for Korean athletes.

"The more physicists, biologists, and other scientists learn about the universe, the better we understand how it is uniquely suited for our existence, custom-made with the exact specifications that make human life possible." - Rick Warren

Some more videos from the past...

The new IS from Lexus. I'm very happy with my Honda Civic. But damn... this car is sexy.

why do you try to be different just for the sake of being different? keep it real.

correct me if im wrong, but it just sounds like a big excuse to screw around to me.

and don't give me that 'this is a bubble' crap. just cuz you can't handle the pressure.

this is who you are.

Until you have sat down and actually earnestly prayed for something, you can't say that you've tried. It's time I listen to myself and do exactly that - pray.

I miss making videos. So I'm thinking about making a music video soon... Which song should I use? I can't believe it's already been over 2 years since I made my first music video. Dam I miss these guys..

My throat is killing me...

Day 1 [part II]

So I checked into my hostel. I had booked a bed in a room for 6 people the night before. So I expected a room for 6 people. Instead, I got a room for 2 people. With 6 beds. -_- After barely fitting my backpack into my locker (which cost me 3 pounds a night - thats like 6 bucks!), I put on my day-backpack (the small front portion of my big backpack that's detachable and designed for a day outing during my trip - pretty girly actually), and was about to head out to the city of London. That's when whats-her-name came into the room. Whats-her-name was from Toronto, and was staying in the same room. No, she wasn't 'hot', but she was hella athletic-looking - I found out later that she played basketball as undergrad at Univeristy of Toronto, and she's now a med student at some Canadian university. She had been in London for about a week by then, and so she kindly informed me about where to go sightseeing and stuff. She even gave me her bus pass for that night. My first destination was Soho/Chinatown/Leicester Square! Whoo hoo!!

I seriously loved London. Beautiful. Clean. People speak English! and yet so european at the same time. After walking around for over an hour, I found myself on the Mall Street, which is a long stretch of dirt road that leads to the coveted Buckingham Palace. Excitement! I was really there!! But the sun was already starting to set, and it was getting dark. And I got scared like a little pansy. So I decided to go back to my hostel. But I was gonna go back to really see it the next day for sure.

On my way back, I got lost -_- I think I was in the middle of chinatown cuz I saw a lot of chinese restaurants. I had to ask some kind-looking British woman for direction. Gosh you gotta love that British accent! Anyways, I got hungry, but I refused to eat chinese food in London. I wanted to eat English food! but I ended up going into an all-you-can -eat pizza place. I saw the price on the window - L 6.99 - oh ho not baaad. oh wait a minute, that's like 14 bucks! crap. by the time I realized this, I was already seated and had already ordered a beer. Another 3 pounds. CRAP! But I was so hungry and determined to eat a LOT. after all, it was a buffet. And the first slice of pizza i grabbed was seriously the best slice of pizza I've ever had. I no longer regretted spending 20 bucks for pizza. And then I began to regret again after I realized that they were no longer making that particular pizza - only pepperoni and cheese.

I hopped on a bus - one of those famous 2 story ones - to go back to my hostel. I wasn't sure where to get off tho. Following my instinct, I got off at this one stop, and ended up walking for 35 minutes to finally get back to my hostel.

What a day it was. First day in Europe. All by myself. Tomorrow - Buckingham Palace and the guards, the London Eye, and perhaps a musical? Jeaahh.


*Happy 22nd birthday to my boy Will. You've been a special friend ever since I told you about my crush in 9th grade.

I'm back. After 4 months of actual contents (which includes very few mega hits), and 5 months of hibernation, I am back.

To summarize what I've been doing the past 5 months:

1. I graduated on May 21. Which means I passed all my classes. whew.
2. I went backpacking to Europe for 20 days.
3. I visited the East coast (NY and DC).
4. I started work.
5. I got a girlfriend.
6. I gained weight. (I don't know exactly how much, but I'm pretty dam sure I gained more than 10 pounds)

Naw, I'm just kidding on #5. That probably caused a few gasps.

I wonder if I still can recall each day of my Europe trip... because for the next 20 days, I'll be writing about it - one day at a time. No, I'm not slacking off at work. I'm using my lunch time. I just won't tell you how much lunch time I'm allowing myself.

And so the adventure begins..


DAY 1 [part I]

I graduated on May 21. All the post-graduation parties/receptions followed during the week after. Then I moved out of Berkeley on May 27 and came back home in Socal. And I was on my flight to Heathrow, London on the 28th. As you can imagine, it was a very hectic week for me. But I, being a super efficient and organized guy that I am, managed to upload all my MP3s to my new iPod Mini the night before I took off. And almost forgot to take my toothbrush.

The flight was not bad at all. I flew with American Airlines. It must have been a pretty new plane because everyone had a LCD screen in front of them. I watched "In Good Company" and "Are we there yet?". And I was SO tired from the busiest week of my life, so I slept about half the flight. When I woke up, there was less than an hour left. I was happy because I didn't have to deal with the boredom. That's when I realized that I still have never even looked at the map of London, let alone the direction to my hostel. *Ding* The seat belt sign came on. "We'll be landing soon, blah blah" followed. I began to panic. I realized that, until that moment, I haven't fully comprehended what I was about to do - travelling in foregin countries BY MYSELF for a week (before meeting up with my friends). This explained why I wasn't all that excited or nervous about the trip until that moment. I HAD NO IDEA WHAT I WAS GETTING MYSELF INTO.

I landed in Heathrow. It was like any other airports I've been to. Big and full of people. Everyone still spoke English there so it didn't feel all that foreign. Except when I went to the Info desk and asked some questions, they answered very politely and called me "mate". I picked up a city map and the 'Tube' map. The Tube is their subway system. Kind of like our 'BART'. I found my way to the tube station and I finally got on a train to head towards my hostel - which was around the Queens stop, right next to the Hyde Park. Sure, I knew where I was going. I put the earphones in my ears, started playing Nell, put the biggest backpack I've ever seen on my back, and leaned against a pole inside the train. I felt sexy. I was finally here in Europe, by myself, about to conquer it all. It couldn't get any sexier. I couldn't be any sexier.

After I got off the train and finally came out of the underground, I realized I had no idea where I was going. The street signs in London were not as clear as they are here. It seemed as if every street is named WC2. If you have ever been to London before, you probably know what I'm talking about. So I just followed my instinct and went one way. 15 minutes later, I turned around to go the other way.

Then, my iPod battery ran out. -____-

Not feeling so sexy anymore, I was wondering around looking for my hostel looking like a nerd (you know, a book in one hand and squinting my eyes to look at the street names everywhere). Then I accidentally found my hostel. It was accidental because I just went into some random street from the big street I was on to buy a bottle of water from a store and the hostel was right across from it. Oh how wonderful God is! Making me thirsty so that I could find my hostel.

(This post is getting hella long..and I really need to get back to work.. so I added the "part I")