Kyle: Now that you are graduating, I just wanted to tell you that ever since I met you my freshman year, I've had the biggest crush on you.

Girl: Ohhhhh (sighing). Thats so sweet~! *girl pauses and dances away*

I believe unrequited was the word

Seven Points.

0.7% of the total grade.

1.5 multiple choice questions on any of the exams.

Thats how much I failed econ 401 by. One or two more correct answers on the final, and I wouldnt have to repeat the hell fucking shit hole that is Econ. 401. Just 2 more answers and I would have had the C- that I needed to pass, instead of the D+ which I am sitting on. Had my pencil accidentally slipped and filled in bubbles C, and D on question 27 and 30, I would have been straight.

I asked. She said NO. I begged. She said NO. I lied, made up excuses. She said NO. Janet Gerson is the devil. I begged her to give me the lousy seven points I needed to pass that class. I told her that this was my 2nd time taking this class and that if I am forced to take it again, i wont graduate on time. She says, "Maybe you should reconsider concentrating in Economics. Have you thought about a General Studies Degree?" A FUCKING GS DEGREE. Hello, my parents arent paying $30K a year so I can come out of Michigan with a GS degree. My parents are paying $30K a year so I can fucking take econ 401 over and over again~!!!

Do you understand how little seven points is. Its like...Seven hundred Chicken Nuggets, and accidentally dropping 1 on the floor. BIG FUCKING DEAL~! PASS ME GODDAMIT~!

I dont understand. I am a relatively good person. I open doors for people. When mothers with strollers are trying to get down the stairs to the subways, I pick up the stroller and bring it down for them~! Why God WHY~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why does life have to be so HARD~!!! $#@$@#$$#@#@

I cant take it anymore. I am going to get ready to go to Nectos for the last party of the year and get fucked up~!! Holla at dem HOs~!!!!!

If you haven't heard already, the beloved All-American clothing company Abercrombie and Fitch Co. has recently released a line of T-shirts featuring caricatures depicting stereotypical Asian features. My favorite one is the shirt that has the slogan that says "Wong Brothers Laundry Service - Two Wongs can make it WHITE". Read more about the shirts HERE. Anyways, I went to Briarwood Mall the yesterday and paid a vist to the Abercrombie store looking for the shirts. I had envisioned myself throwing a huge fit in the store, protesting the shirts to the managers, and doing something drastic along the lines of setting the shirts on fire. But to my disappointment, I was only able to find one shirt. I am guessinig the entire line either got bought out or the store managers pulled the shirts from their shelves. I am hoping iths the latter.

Tonight, I was directed by a friend to check eBay and look for the shirts. Holy fucking shit~!!!! The "Asian abercrombie shirtts" were selling for $150+ with the # of bidders reaching 30+. One of the auction desciptions reads "seeing the ridiculous amount of money people are paying for the shirts my friends convinced me to sell my "collectors item" shirt. hey..if people want it..they can have it. i'm going to have a guilty conscience everytime i wear this shirt now anyways. HAHA." Isnt capitalism great? After I finish this entry, i'm going to run a search on eBay and see if anyone is selling their mothers because it seems everyone is just out to make some money, no matter how "wrong" it might be. If anyone has a minute, please go find these people on ebay selling these shirts and write them some hate email. Thank you.

For all those people who've said that I am too sensitive to "Asian" issues and that Asians have it easy compared to blacks or latinos. Take a fucking look at these shirts. Why doesnt Abercombie come out with a shirt advertising "Jamal's Fried Chicken" or "Pablo's mother fucking Tacos" or some shit?

Too sensitive my fucking ass.

Its so hard to study when the sun is shining and its 80 degrees outside. Hell, its damn near impossible for me. Yesterday afternoon, after forcing myself to go into Starbucks and studing for my econ 310 exam for two hours, I decided to give myself a lil break and take a walk around the diag. Little...my ass.~!!!. What was suppose to be a 15 min walk, turned out to be THREE Friggin hours of ultimate in front of the Grad. Holy sheeba it was fun. There's nothing like tossing two discs, simultaneously across a crowded diag while hearing people scream for their lives as they dive to the ground, avoiding our flying discs of death. I think we managed to hit two people in the head, run down like three people while chasing the discs, and basically piss everyone off. But it was all worth it.

On a side note, I finally saw Shani again. For those of you that dont remember, Shani is the half black, half Taiwanese girl that I ....fancied in the beginning of the year. Anyways, she cut her hair. She looks like she has a head full of pubes. She is no longer cute. EK has taken the top spot now. She has really nice hair.

Its 6:45AM. I have no idea why I am still up, but I am. Instead of studying or looking for an internship, I am doing what I do best. Sitting in front of my computer with my thumb up my ass. Anyways, I was linked to this Asian Top Sites thing and proceeded to click on a few web pages. What I found was incredibly disturbing.

On every site that I clicked on, my vision was blurred by entire pages of cap shifted text (Lyke DiS Ya KnW), retarded AzN PrYde logos, and retarded poems on how to be AZN. Pages and pages of things like, "How to be an Azn Gangster" and "Azn Pryde poems". WTF is that!?!? How retarded can people be? I mean, given that the majority of these pages belong to teens still in JHS or HS, but I mean c'mon. Is this the future of Asian America? Do these kids comprise the next generation of APA activists? Do these kids actually feel that THIS is what it means to be an Asian American? How about this poem...

I say it's about time
That I bust out this rhyme
To show that azn designs
Are truly divine
Cuzz it's all about the aznz
We're spread around the nation
I can't deal with all this hating
That all these niggaz be creating
You wanna try and take me?
Try and violate me?
Just cuzz you hate me
You be trying to annihilate me?
I say f*** you and your little b**** ass krew
Try and step b****, I'll show you what I can do
Are you man enough to gaze into these eyes?
Not one man that I despise has survived
Go ahead, call your lil' gangsta homies
In the end, you know i'll be feeling lonely
I'll see all you on the ground
All dead, not making a sound
You can't fade the Tru Azn Thug in me
Can't destroy the red azn blood in me
And when all these azn ladies be loving me
You know it's because of the Tiny Azn Tiger in me

Powerful stuff eh??

*sniff Sniff*

Is that Chicken Shit I smell??

Queery?? Where are you????

I've missed you....