so some people on kazaa stupidly put their whole hard drives online. I decided to search for "doc" and read people's high school essays. instead, i found some poor depressed fool's poetry. it was kind of disturbing. the entries are dated.

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Why Me?
July 2000

i look around
all their smiling faces
i wish that was me
but i don�t think that will happen

i feel like i don�t belong
like i�m not supposed to be here
not in this place
but in this world as a whole

the only emotion i feel
is worthlessness
like i�m a waste
getting in the way

everyone around me seems so happy
why can�t i be that way?
what is wrong with me
i�m suck a freak

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The Angel Down The Street
10.09.2000

i wonder
should i say anything at all?
why even open my mouth!
she doesn�t want to listen
or need to listen for that matter
seems so happy...
why mess with something like me?
the embodiment of negativity
bitter blood
cold black heart
empty stare
skin like winter
but she seems to wonder too
might be more of wanting to know how it works
but it�s a little attention
and who knows,
she might really be true
of those that have come before
all are the same
but i can feel something
maybe it�s in my head
but i can�t be for sure
unless i open myself up
so here we go
a step out the door
foot on the pavement
on my way
to meet the angel
down the street

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A Simple Question
1.16.2k1

theres something i dont get
something i dont see
out of all the others you coulda had
you chose a freak like me

the line to get a chance with you
stretched on for miles
thought itd be a waste of my time
to even try
so i blindly stumbled around
in a world that only i could see
occasionally running into you
remembering every second there
and every word said

for you, i was just another
cast me away without a second thought
didnt remember my presence
but thats alright
my names Insignificant

tried to soak up every bit of your radiance
but it was hard to get
you were so far away
not sure how it happened
or even why
but you spoke to me
probably saw me out of a sympathetic eye
and now look what youve done
youre stuck with me

no matter how hard i try
cant lift you high enough
that pedestal ive placed you on
well the stars, theyre just too low
up in the heavens,
that where you should go
and maybe someday
ill be worth enough
to stand up there with you

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Killing Trust And Relationships
06.20.2k1

now where�s that gun?
who took my razor blades?
all the needles are gone
should have saved them
all the trust is dead

self-confidence was on the climb
love was all over
the two of us were inseparable
then i broke the rules
sheathed all i had with disgrace

left with a nauseated feeling
holding my black heart in my hand
standing with a broken will
knowing i cant trust myself
i�m best at destroying

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My Arsenal
no date

first in line
the hollow needle
it sparkles in the low light
glistening wet from what�s held within

slowly i push it in
make a dimple in my skin
breaking the surface
makes me wince with erotic joy

its contents emptied
in a few seconds
a quick shot
to kill the pain

i pull it out
watch the bead of blood form
make a fist
it quickens the flow

try it again
to test the effects
jam it in, break it off
grin because i feel no pain

next comes the blade
sharpest of all
i see myself in it
what a pathetic little soul

drag it on my arms
watch the red line follow my every move
like a twisted game of follow the leader
one that i get to control

soon i feel the warmth
as a crimson blanket
covers my arms and hands
all i can do is smile

�this is fun�
i think to myself
�i should try this more often�
i say as the game continues

the blade serves me well
follows every command
it never questions my move
always obedient and true


finally, the best for last
the simple revolver
waiting for its orders
ready for use at any moment

i pick it up
cold to the touch
icy, like the grip of death
i know it�s dying to kill

i look down the tunnel-like barrel
black is all i see
but it�s what i expected
there won�t be one of light for me

i load my gun
five bullets is all it takes
i fumble with the them
for my hands have become numb

i put the barrel to my knee
pull the trigger
start the fun
a laugh escapes my lips

once more to my other leg
and twice for my arms
i look around
and laugh one more time

the walls are covered
a sheet of blood coats their white
bits of skin and flesh
plastered on the walls and floor

i look at the mess
but then i think
it�s not my problem
i don�t have to clean it up!

the gun has one last job
to finish me off
remove me from the misery
and let me escape

i place the bloody barrel
up to my temple
smile and say good bye
then turn the lights out

i feel my eyes roll back into my head
the loud noise, now dead like me
i�m finally at rest here on my bed
i�d like to see you wake me up now, Mom!

i downloaded a bunch of shit from this one guy on kazaa who i was getting amazing transfer rates from. he had about 30 pre-release bootlegs of upcoming albums. i started off slow then the downloading frenzy was on. in the end, i got 2 gigs worth of shit. in my haste to plunder his hard drive, i failed to carefully check the integrity of the files. half of them were dummy files with songs looped in 30 sec intervals. who the fuck takes the time to make 2 gigs worth of phony files? well, not all of them were phony, i managed to get about 700 megs of viable music including the new jurassic 5, the nas b side release, and the new seether.

damn my head hurts. the days are getting shorter and the nights are long and unfulfilling.

a cab driver once said men tend to get less frisky in the sack during the wintertime.

when did i become addicted to uppers?

the yankees lost and i'm glad.

the giants won and i'm glad.

none of you will ever know the origins of this picture.

i saw this really great auction on eBay.

fun with photoshop







actually, it wasn't that fun.

So does anyone want to trade divx movies? If you don't wanna trade we can barter for other things. Like money. Here's what I have:


A Beautiful Mind
Amelie
Austin Powers: Goldmember
The Barbershop
The Big Lebowski
Birdhouse: The End (skate vid)
Blow
The Breakfast Club
Don't Be a Menace...
High Fidelity
Kingpin
Minority Report
Mouse - Girl & Chocolate (skate vid)
Monsters Inc
Office Space
Orange County
Panic Room
Predator
Requiem for a Dream
Reservoir Dogs
Road to Perdition
The Royal Tenenbaums
Signs
Snatch
Spiderman
Super Troopers
Training Day
Up In Smoke Tour DVD
Welcome to Hell - Toy Machine (skate vid)

can't wait for eugene to bite this one...

Montreal Expos pitcher Sunny Kim, from Korea, winds up as he pitches against the Cincinatti Reds during eighth inning NL action in Montreal Saturday, Sept. 28, 2002. Kim gave up six hits and no runs in 8 and 1/3 innings of work. (AP Photo/Ryan Remiorz)


Chicago Cubs' Hee Seop Choi hits a two run home run against the Pittsburgh Pirates in the sixth inning Saturday Sept. 28, 2002 in Chicago.(AP Photo/Stephen J. Carerra)

congratulations are in order for 12.233.49.x who was the 4,000 visitor to this blog. the person came from deanchoi.blogspot.com and wins the highly-coveted booby prize.

top 5 wasted moments in my life (current):

1. playing counterstrike
2. watching the water slowly drip out of the Brita filter
3. watching downloads downloading on Kazaa
4. researching for gambling purposes (i just lose anyway)
5. waiting for the subway

im not as smart as i think

yesterday during 3 hour soccer practice, i tried a 'heading'. mike won kicked the corner kick and i saw the white speck come directly at me. the world disappeared. i focused. i jumped. i blinked/closed my eyes. SHARP pain. the ball harmlessly bounced over the goal post. timing was precise. but balance, angle of contact was off. as a result i hurt my head. i think i bruised my brain.

i just spent an hour reading livejournals. its funny how different the livejournal crowd is from blogger and especially from xanga. some really smart livejournal people out there. i feel dumb. stupid soccer ball.

Man Dies After Detergent Mistaken for Hummus
Mon Sep 23,11:58 AM ET - (Reuters)
A 91-year-old Israeli died after his caregiver spread a paste-like dishwashing detergent on his bread instead of hummus, police said on Monday.

KFC Customer Gets Pot With Chicken
Mon Sep 23, 8:13 AM ET
MILL VALLEY, Calif. (AP) - A Mill Valley KFC restaurant employee was arrested after a customer received a little something extra with his chicken dinner. This customer received two bags of marijuana Friday, instead of the extra biscuits he had requested.

From Ondal's Greatest Hits anthology:

March 17, 2002

Prison bitch

i'm off to prison in 6 hours or so. I was wondering if i should bring this guy something like magazines, food, cigarettes...I bet he would appreciate a copy of Black Tail...i'm sure it's just one big wankfest in the joint...that's a shame. I've decided that i am going to approach the visit not as one of sympathy, but of just doing my job. I don't want him to see me looking like i feel sorry for him or some shit...that shit doesn't fly...damn, should i even go to sleep? what if i don't wake up? remember the time I overslept and missed my flight to SF? I woke up like right about the time my plane was taking off...you should've seen me running down the sidewalk with my hair unkempt, holding luggage with underwear hanging out the sides, and my tie flapping in the wind as I yelled, "wait, come back, you forgot me...." and as the plane flies off into the horizon, I drop to my knees and hold my hands out to the heavens and let out a thundering, "Nooooo!!!!!" (I'd like to thank the Academy...)

Then i go to the airport anyway and hop on the next flight two hours later, free of charge. How anticlimactic. But it was still shitty -- we all know how that weekend turned out. And on the way back I almost get blown up by terrorists. My flight was SF to NY. Date: 9/10 - i almost didn't make it...whew.

anyway, i don't want to miss my flight. bye.

posted by peter kang at 2:48 AM

So my brother's scene with Sandra Bullock in the upcoming movie, "Two Weeks Notice" made it into the trailer. It's pretty funny. If you don't feel like watching the whole thing, it's in the middle somewhere.

click here

i hate this blog and everything about it.

here's a nude picture you might enjoy.

emery

So lately I haven't been writing too much if you haven't already noticed. I don't know why. Perhaps it's because I drink a lot less now and just do a bunch of uppers and play video games b/c it gives me the extra edge in counter strike. Or maybe I'm just not feelin it. It happens. I wonder when I'm going to break outta this funk. I suppose I could read, right now I'm in the middle of "Fountainhead" by Ayn Rand. It's pretty good. There are a lot of issues in the book -- both explicit and implicit -- and it's a lot to mull over if you feel like it. But if you don't feel like it, it's also a very interesting story about architects in New York in the twenties.

Who are the people that strive to be architects? George Castanza always wanted to be an architect. I have a friend who is in the business, I never questioned what possessed him to enter the field of Mike Brady.

In other news, my teaching job has been changed, I'm now teaching english. Thursday mornings. bah. It was quite weird, the dean was showing me around and he introducing me as Professor Kang. I felt sort of foolish because I don't have a PhD. But if I did, it would be all good. But I sort of feel like an imposter. Then again, I don't think it'll be very hard teaching these people. I wonder if they're going to find it strange that I will be the youngest one in the room.

Ok, thanks for the feedback everyone. I have some more t-shirt designs...


In other news, I got a teaching gig at the College of New Rochelle. It's a seminar that I'll have to do once a week for re-entry students adjusting back to college life. Basically a glorified engrish class with some other disciplines thrown in. The per diem is not bad, especially since it's only once a week.

So maybe I mentioned it before but I bought a nice photo printer to go with my nice digital camera. Haven't used the printer that much but today I bought some iron-on T-shirt transfers. I remember back in the day I used it to make some bootleg T-shirts, mostly skate shit I scanned out of Thrasher. But this time around, I want to make some cool shit that everyone can enjoy?

Here's what I have so far:



The eugenius one is for eugene, i promised him a long time ago i would make this shit for him. I'm still planning on usurping the Blink 182 logo and changing it to Chink 182. Other than that, I could use some ideas? anyone?

hey eugene, i can do it too...