here’s the contrast of how my brother spends his time…..

Gaming during weekdays…

Gaming during weekends…

so you pick up your phone… 

wanting to call someone… 

listen to the dial tone…

while looking at the number pad…

you realize there’s no one to call…..

pointless…..

당신도 보고싶은 사람 있나요?

(golf…) Happy (golf…) Birthday (golf…) Yo(golf…)Hahn (golf…) Kim  (golf…  golf…)!

(golf… golf…   must go driving range…)

golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf…  golf…  golf… 
golf…  golf…  golf… 

cars with blinkers on shop funny…

girls buy clothes NOT to wear that at moment or sometime soon… 
they buy clothes to wear AFTER they lose that extra pounds… 
girls buy clothes which does NOT fit them at that moment, but they buy
clothes to wear AFTER they lose that extra pounds… 

i kept telling it to karan that she is NOT gona lose that extra pounds
and might as well buy something that fits now!…  but girls are
like cars on the street with blinkers on and never changing
lanes…  no matter how many times you try to sign to them that
“your lights are on~  (you can’t fit into that tube top)” 
they just totally ignore you…  “imma change lane sometime in future! (i’mma lose weight
sometime in future!)”…   “i will change lane NOT
TODAY~  but TOMORROW~  (i will start dieting NOT TODAY, but
TOMORROW~)”

their persistance amazes me…

Can’t even POOP in my own house…

so lately, my parents been busy with the move, trying to sell our house
we’ve been living in for hum…… 12 years?  dayam..  to
long, get the heck outa here!  well..  anyway, apparently i
can’t even do anything, like… watch tv, or just sit around,
or…  even just make LaMyun…  feel  like i’m liking
in a model home…well technically, it is…  we are having open
house like EVERY OTHER DAY, and random people coming in and out, my
sister chasing me down to spray cologne on me cuz “you stink”… 
apparently i’m just part of a show.    (woohoo~)

every morning, i have to “evacuate” the house…  take 10 minute
shower at top, take all my lotions and toothbrushes out of the
house…  pack up again..  and put them in my trunk and hide,
so that i don’t screw up the “show”  

i’m afraid they might tigh me next to the dogs if i keep complaining…