All sorts of things were talked about last night at bible study.

one of them being them being crap...
It started off with toilet.
There are many toilets in this world but if anyone has been to Korea, they might remember these....


Yeah... One time in Korea, I took a dump in one of these. As a kid, I did it all the time, but as an adult, this was the first time in a long time. I remember squatting and for a while. I was okay and squatting for little longer, my legs started shaking...... But I kid you not. That is the best way to crap cause everything comes out so well.... hahaha! And you can work out on your legs....

Here is a theory.... I realize that Korean girls have moo Dari(radish legs or Cankles) because of squatting in Korea... Wait a minute... That can't be true. There are plenty of Korean American girls with moo dari also... So never mind.

many stories about crap was shared last night.

Another story telling session was about breast feeding. Yikes. Apparently, when a woman gives birth and lactates, they continue to lactate till the child stops suckling.... I had no Idea. So mother can breast feed for 4-7 years if they want to....

Glad I am not a woman.... PMS, cramps, birth, lactating... Along with slew of other emotional needs.... No thanks.

So its Friday!
I am going to Hollywood bowl again tonight. To see Harry Connick Jr.

I think its called night of romance with HCJ. It's me, Leece, and mom....
It should be another session of Fevah bashing.

Have a good weekend y'all!

I know that I seem like I am repeating myself but yesterday was another day of ganging up on Da Fevah by mom and Lisa. Lisa came over last night and they were just clowning me. Than when I walked away to go to the restroom, they were talking s'more. I came back silently and they did not realize that I was there. As they were smack talkin', I walked into the room and not realizing that I was there they were just bashing me. They both looked up and realized that I was there as they were talking, they both became silent in the middle of their sentence. Than busted out in laughter as if they got their hands caught in cookie jar.

Here is the of things that they agree upon....
1. How messy my room is.
2. How stupid I am for still being at AHT.
3. How I need to lose more weight.
4. How I need to make more money.
5. How I need to stop being lazy.
so on and so forth.

But the worst was when my mom saw me give Leece a neck chop. My mom kicked me. I kid you not. She kicked me and made me promise that I won't do that anymore.....

I had my fingers crossed! hahaha!

Oh boy.... The person that needed to worry about my mom was me.... Not Lisa...

No one is on my side.....

I realize as I am writing this blog that no one will be on my side still.

I never get the benefit of doubt. Thank God for that!

Riding a bike....

The other day our French Intern came to work very tired. SO I asked "why are you so tired?" She told me that her bike got a flat and she walked for an hour. So I took her to the bike shop and got it fixed. I rode the bike around and a gust of memory wind was hitting my face as I was riding the bike. I remember as a kid, I went everywhere on the bike. I mean everywhere. It was awesome. The mall, comic book store, friends place... Yeah. I had a Schwinn.(who didn't) I was not in to BMX and such. I loved my bike. Now that Tour de France is going on, I was thinking that may be I should get into bikes...

Not that I would wear spandex... Although that would be a beautiful sight!

Take it easy ladies...

But just for exercising. Instead of riding the car to go to local places, I would bike!

Just wondering...
I wonder how many bikes there are in China!

Da Secret Garden
 

 
I was at da DMV again this morning...  I went there with my mom cause she just got an American name with her citizenship...  Funny...  Her name is Clara.  hahaha!  I went early in the morning with mom and got in line and took care of business fast.  That is the trick with DMV.  You go there in the afternoon, Forget it.  ohh the little things that help in life.....
 
I don't know why but this reminds me of the secret garden...  what is secret garden you ax?
 
Take a trip with me again to da glorious past of Da Fevah....
 
Going back.....
 
Going back....
 
Bam!  its 1996. 
Grunge sound has left the scene and the nineties is flurishing....  Da Fevah is a college student and life is good...  Secret Garden is a place that I only new at CSUF.  Ya see, we all hung out at the Titan Student Union (formerly known as Da UC).  That place had many many restrooms for such a small building.  But the greatest hidden restroom was hidden where no one ever went.   One would never think that restroom was there...  it was removed from all the ghetto ass fools that wouldn't...  Couldn't appreciate the sanctity of that place.  there were flower beds around it and it was just Beautiful.  Once a day I would visit Da Garden and take care of business.  All by myself.  Without some fool walking in middle of an intense battle with da toilet....  I would walk there and I would see birds chirping, and with a song in my heart, I would go in peace...  and come out satisfied with a big grin. 
 
One day Julia (my friend) axed me where I was going.  I hesistated at first because it was MY secret garden.  I asked her if she can keep a secret, and with her promise I told her about Da Secret Garden...    It was a dark day that day.  And telling her was the biggest mistake that I've ever made cause....  She (thinking that it was so funny) told all the ghetto ass niggas everything. 
 
So the next day I am walking to da garden.......  I see something so shocking that my eyes could not believe it....  It was this guy that I knew coming out of Da Garden....  Da birds stop chirping and the song in my heart became a very somber and depressing music....  He saw me and gives me this little grin...  I did not grin back.  I mean there was nothing to grin about. 
 
What I am about to tell you still hurts to talk about....  I walked in to da garden and there was a stench....  I go to MY toilet (I always went to da same one) and this nasty ass fool did not flush.  I walked out in anger and went to another toilet.  After that everyone knew about my sanctuary....  People would ask, "Where are you going?"  They would answer "Secret Garden"....  But it was not a secret anymore...      
 
The moral of the story is that if you have something that you treasure like I treasured da garden...  Don't tell anyone.  Not even your closest friends....  Cause I trusted Julia (God rest her soul) deeply and she just told everyone....  I felt raped.
 
Oh the nostalgia! 

Da Fevah vs. Da Women
 
It was a good yet tiring weekend.  Went to SB with my mom, Leece, aunt, and her sister in law.  Weird group.  This weekend I realized that my mother was a traitor.  I was driving to SB.  Everytime me and Lisa would have a disagreement, my mother would smack me on the back of my head.  Not taking the side of her only son.  But taking the side of a girls that she met a week ago....  yeah...  So far it seems that my mother really likes Lisa.  
 
We stopped by the outlets.  To celebrate my weight loss, which my mother couldn't be happier about, she wanted to buy me a suit.  I picked out a light grey suit.  They both decided for me that it wasn't for me....  It was unanimous.  Yeah it was pretty scary how they think so alike. 
 
They both thought that it was too old lookin for me...  SO instead I got a nice leather jacket from Calvin Klein. 

Yesterday, Lisa and I had lunch with my mother and my grandmother.  afterwards we all hung out at my apartment.  The funny thing is that even my grandma joined in on the fun of clowning me...    Yup all these women taking a shot on Da Fevah...  traitors I tell you.  All of them individually are okay.  But you get them together and it is on.  They all join forces and form an invisible bond that makes them just a bit different. 
 
So Lisa, so far has had no problem getting along with my mom.  I told some of you girls that this would be the case!  But nope.  Y'all didn't believe me!  No matter what I said!  You all know who you are!  Which BTW was another illustration of exactly my point.  A group of women too stubborn to reason with alternate possibilities...    
 
 
Some thing about a group of women and how crazy stubborn they can be....  It is scary.  Many of them are just fine by themselves...  But you get them in a group....  Watch out now!  I would never watch this movie...  But it must be some thing in the lines of divine secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood. 
 
Yeah....  yeah right! shoot!