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Established: 3/18/02 Last update was on 8/07/02

6/21/01:

Today I got my driver's license. I was very nervous when I first got there in the morning, but lets not bring that moment back. I got home and as always told my good friends about my accomplishments. Ryan was the only person online at that time. So I went ahead and sent him an IM. We talked, just like always; talked like old buddies. Then he got mad and that was that. I realized I have some personality traits to fix; Ryan is a good guy. An extremely kind person; he would do things for me. It's too hard to type about this. I will attempt to express more of my feelings later.

7/05/01:

I patiently waited to go on the tube ride at White Water. When I got to the top, I took a quick glance of my surroundings. I had a wonderful view of downtown OKC and a bird's eye view of the freeway. My friend kindly let me cut; he also wanted to hear me scream and see my initial reaction. I plopped my lifesaver onto the rushing tunnel and sat on it. The lifeguard gave me the ok nod, and I was off. The first bend took me by surprise, and I gave a joyful scream. For the remainder of the ride, I remembered the sound of the splashing water and my scream of total satisfaction. Bright sunlight greeted me once I was out of the tunnel. I walked through the 3 feet pool, and I gave my yellow lifesaver to a kid waiting in line. Afterwards, I join my "big" friend, who was waiting for me.

7/16/01:

Now thinking about it, it wasn't that wild.

7/19/01:

Love is a wonderful thing, but it's also a deadly killer. Becoming attached to a person, say a girl, can hurt oneself if one isn't prepared. Without love this world would be a cruel place to live; society as a whole would become a savage monster. To love a person, one must understand that person. With understanding comes love. A better kind of love is compassion. Compassion is when one loves every living creature, whether it's a poisonous scorpion or your girlfriend (boyfriend for you girl readers out there). When one loves everything, it's much easier for the heart; what do i mean by that? You will know no enemies because you love everyone. Another way to prevent injury from love is to not become too attached. Your love should be something that you can share, not a selfish emotion. With that in mind, go outside and tackle the problems of this world! Okay, that was my deep thought for the day...thank you for your time. You don't have to do what I just wrote because the above was my opinion.

7/29/01:

I remembered an incident that happened to me a while back. It was so long ago that my memory might have gone fuzzy over this matter. Well, it was one hot day when I arrived at my friend's house. I walked into his dinning room and made myself comfortable by sitting down. My friend appeared and placed several boxes of pizza on the table. I looked slowly at my surrounding. A few girls sat to my left, and a bunch of dudes to my right. Suddenly the man of the house walked in. He asked me, "Do I know you boy?" in English. I gasped and I felt my blood going cold. I politely greeted him in Vietnamese, something my parents taught me when I was a little boy. Then he said thanks. Now I felt stupid and I was blushing. Deep down I know that man thinks I'm a bad boy, and he will probably tell his son not to play with me anymore. Well, I have one thing to say, I'm sorry. Sorry for what? Tell me if I should be sorry for myself; email me at MinhsDomain@yahoo.com!

8/06/01:

I don't believe this crap! In nine more days I will be sitting in a chair. Yes, that's right, sitting in a chair! If you haven't realized it, I'm going back to school on the 15th, exactly nine days from today. This summer went by too fast; I remembered I was taking the chemistry final; now I'm waking up early to get ready for school. Usually around this time every year I would start a rigorous preparation schedule. Each morning I would wake up half an hour earlier than the previous morning. Today I woke up at 7:30 AM, and tomorrow I will wake up at 7:00 AM. Catch my drift? So hopefully in four days I can wake up at 6 AM. Sometime it makes me feel sad and gloomy when I think how fast this summer went by. I remembered Nick bringing DDR over in June. I recalled how I was sitting next to a big African-American man while I flying to NY in May. Fast forward 2 and a half months and now I'm writing this journal entry. Time flies. Literally.

8/11/01:

Memories of summer. Gosh, I can't believe that I'm going back to school this Wednesday. Once again, I have to say summer just zoomed by. It seems to me that summer went by faster than a freaking Blackbird. Okay, let me write about summer 2001. I got out of school a few days early because I had to go to NY with my family. I had enjoyed my trip to NY; too bad it was only for a week. I went back to Oklahoma at the end of May. A few weeks later, my cousin got married at the Cowboy Hall of Fame. The next day, which was a Sunday, my cousin came over and played DDR for a few hours. I thought my PSX would melt; it didn't melt or burn like I thought it would. After a few hours of playing DDR, my cousin transcended my skills. During that week I took the driving test and passed! I finally have my driver license. Around the last week of June I went to my cousin's engagement party. A couple of weeks passed and it was the middle of July. I finally completed FF9 and was well on my way with FFV. I met two girls from San Antonio, and played Payday with them. I went out to Cici's with my friends, ate a few slices of pizza at Nick's, and contracted "shingles" or "cringles", how ever you spell that. Now I'm spending my last Saturday of summer writing this silly journal entry. I could play the piano or work on PreCalc, however I decided to write this instead. This isn't my best work right here. I just spontaneously wrote it.

9/25/01:

This is Homecoming week at school, so I don't have as much homework as I ususally do. I guess my teachers want me to enjoy this week before I have to get back to our daily regimen. So I'm spending my break time after dinner to write a journal entry. Last Friday, which was the 21st, my friends decided to go out and see "The Glass House". It was an okay movie; it wasn't a true horror film that would make me sleepless at night nor was it an edge-of-your-seat thriller. The movie wasn't what I went for. It the chance to spend some time with my friends. I would like to thank you guys for being there. They told me it was a late "bday" present. I told them not to worry about. I truly had a memorable and enjoyable experience that evening. Thanks "y'all"!

11/02/01:

Since no one visits my site anymore because of the lack of new updates, or they're too busy with school/work, I've decided to write a journal entry, and I'll not hold anything back this time. Yo Mr. Journal!! It has been a while since I wrote a journal entry. Gosh, I have a lot of things to talk about and write. Over a period of a month or so I have encountered many new and wonderful events/people/experiences. Yes, it was quite delightful and at times, heart-breaking. First off I want to write about school; as one can see, I'm very busy with school at the moment. I have pages and pages of history to read every night (not that I mine reading since I am learning and expanding my knowledge of our diverse history), calculus to do, and stack loads of homework in other classes. Yes, I'm still single ladies.....to my female readers out there....I love you all. I probably won't sleep well tonight because I forgot to buy Nick a birthday present; besides forgetting to give Nick his present, I have completely forgotten to give Jenny hers. Oh well, I hope they'll forgive me because I am making a meager living as a guitarist/pianist :-). Dude, sometimes I feel that I'm going insane. Why do the girls from Texas still pop up in my dreams? I guess it's because they were attractive, intelligent, and pure....blah what the freakin' heck am I saying? Stupid romantic novels... I'm glad to get all that off my chest...

11/12/01:

.... The journal that I posted on the 12th of November was my opinion and my opinion only. I didn't mean to attack anyone; it was just a way to practice my writing skill.

1/04/01:

Once again I can't believe how fast Christmas break went by. All the fun and memorable events in life are too short to be fully appreciated. I have roughly two and half days left before I will start my semester of torture. :) Some interesting times ahead. I can feel it. I'm mentally torn up inside. My brain is splitting apart. Neurons upon of neurons are transferring electrical pulses at a blazing fast speed of 180,000 miles per second or so they said. I'm not exactly sure if it's miles per second or not. I could be dead wrong. Sometimes I wonder if I've been traumatized by pervious events in life. It's not funny, I feel like I'm going insane. Senile? No. Post-traumatic stress disorder? No, I haven't served in a war. What can it be? Can it be love? Romance? Love for a few hot girls? I don't know. I don't think that's the cause of my personality falling apart. If you think about it, is it because I am such a weakling when dealing with a relationship? I think not. I am being silly for having these silly thoughts. I'm such a silly person. Okay, that sounded exceptionally crazy. I must not let these past events trouble me. I don't care anymore; to the heck with it; they probably don't care about me. What the heck? Why am I saying this? Is it because I want something to write in my journal entry? I don't know. I have other things to do, to worry about. Things that will help me in life. Things that will show me that I need to live. Solid Snake might not have a true father, but he goes on living. All right, I'm really bored. I better read or play some DDR. Peace out. May your wishes come true and help mankind.

2/17/02:

I would like to address the problem regarding relationships. What kind of relationships am I talking about? I'm talking about the weird, absurd, yet most satisfying relationship of all: a boy-girl one. Yes, I am probably a cuckoo bird or a total wacko. It's 10:08 PM and I don't really have anything to do, well not quite; I just finished my history outlines,whew, all six of them too! Back to the subject regarding relationships, I don't know if I personally want to get involve right now. My grades aren't going to send me to an Ivy League school and plus, they aren't that impressive. So for now my greatest concern is my school career. There are several reasons other than school that's keeping me from having a relationship. I am afraid to have one. I do not want to experience the pain and suffering after a girl dumps me. I also don't want to marry extremely early because my life would be cut short. Come on, if I settle down and start a family, how would I save the Ethiopian children from starvation or AIDS? For now I will concentrate on my schoolwork. I am glad that I have someone like you to share my feelings.

3/21/02:

Hmmm...I don't really have anything to talk about or write about tonight. Might as well slap something down. Actually I have some to do. Nick got back from his jaw surgery, he lost over 2 pints worth of blood, so our wishes go out to him. Remember fellow readers, without him, we wouldn't have an exotic location to shoot our Spanish video. LOL. Ok, my social life is still declining faster than the Enron's stocks. I'm telling you, communication is not my forte, I thought it was, however I was wrong. I finally got some Penguin Caffeinated Mints; my cousin drove me down to Bed Bath and beyond after we saw A Beautiful Mind. Now let me tell you something, these mints are da bomb. They can keep you up all night with their mints infused with caffeine! Sheesh, I can't believe school is almost over. We only have two months left;better get my act together and start studying like a mofo. With summer just around the corner, I have to visit my aging grandma in Vietnam. Not a big thing, I haven't seen her in a while; I just regret that I don't have the same relationship like you guys do. I've seen my granny only twice in my entire life;that's what happens when the Pacific Ocean is in your way. One more thing: Smile.dk is worth listening.

3/23/02:

3/23/02 entry

3/29/02:

I don't have much to write about. We had a Multicutural Club assembly today. I found the Middle Eastern dancing quite arousing. Thank you very much. I also want to add that girls from this region or have biological ties to this area are dang hot.

5/10/02:

Okay, I have a lot to say in a short amount of time, but I must write it down. Today was the AP U.S. Exam, and guess what? I took it and now I am done with U.S. History...whoo-hoo!!! I personally felt better this year than last year's when I took the AP Euro test. Mrs. Hartman, my U.S. history teacher prepared us for the exam, and I felt that she did a wonderful job...everyone should pass. We had to write an essay everyday for 17 days, which was a good practice. I thought of it as a training regimine, getting us ready for the game. Anyways...I still have a boatload of stuff to talk about. Last week, my friend...well at least I thought he was my friend, pushed me into Nick's swimming pool. I ended up hitting the rocky edge of the pool before going into the water. Da*n the natural rocks! Just kidding Penner. The so-called friend was Burdge (the football jock). Well, it's over now, so it doesn't matter. I wished he would've let me take my shirt off and my wallet out. Oh well. Yep, I'm still single. I need to work on that. I took the AP Calc Exam on Tuesday...it wasn't bad. I found the multiple choice to be easy...and we had plenty of time to double, wait, quadruple-check the answers (I probably screwed up since it was easy). The Comp Sci test was another story. Screw the Marine Bio Case STudy!!! Eh, I better get ready, I have a piano/guitar rehersal in a little bit. Ciao for now!

5/22/02:

I have quite a bit to say on my last day of school...so please bear with me now, you hear? Wow, I can't believe my junior year is over. I remember writing a journal entry on how I can't believe summer is over and how I'm returning back to school in the fall of 2001. Now I can't believe it's May 2002! Well, this year was filled with its ups and downs. To tell you the truth, I am a little bit sad and depressed. Time flies too fast and I don't have the time to do what i really want to do. Heh, you ask me. I think I want to do some crazy stuff. That's not the point here. I'm leaving for Thailand and Vietnam this Friday. I'm going with my parents, cousin and aunt; I'll be reading A Cold Mountain on the plane. Today I remember walking back from the parking lot (I just got back from McDonald's with Cory, Tony, Don, and Bert). I looked around, stared at the earth-colored bricks, breathed in the crisp, summer air. I continued to work. I was getting sweating, but the darn Oklahman wind was blowing, so I was immediately cooled. Everyone seemed beautiful today...all the hot chicks...they were astonishing. Next year I'm going to be a Senior. I remember when my neigbhor was a senior. Yeah, so I was writing this when NIck got on "dukeskywalker" and pretneded that he was Layla. He didn't fool me. Thanks Penner, I don't feel like writing this entry anymore. One last message though...I will remember you guys. Even if I die, I hope you guys will become productive citizens and promote peace and nonviolence. Thank you.

5/24/02 to 6/12/02

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