12/2/02

hope is like a flashlight, except without batteries

...that is like killing birds without stones...... but they are dead to begin with.....

12/1/02

in memory of the truth, i shall be forgotten

Mutual Admiration Society
Rules to join:
1) You must admire everyone who is already a member of the Mutual Admiration Society.
2) At least one person in the Mutual Admiration Society admires you.

aiii, the burden of friendship seems so fragile when the relationship is parasitic.....

more eating becomes food substitutes.....

nite is like day when the person sleeping is exposed to a flashlight......

you die if you no longer want to be a slave of food and water......

11/28/02

at least thank the turkeys.....!?

11/10/02

everything is utterly uncertain that even the possibility of certainty can't be eliminated....

argue for death and it is yours....

in life, there are no erasers...

i can't eat m&m after knowing that those animated guys walk....

cans can cause botulism, can'ts can't....

there is a price we pay for submission.... integrity......

9/16/02

the ability to reason with your food is invaluable

the chicken runs faster than the egg.....

9/13/02

if you don't wash towels after like a few weeks, it does start fermenting....

what is the point of having a special lane on the sidewalk for high occupancy pedestrians?

expectation hurts more than the actual result

9/11/02

How do we commemorate today? i say, make a reinactment.....!?

ummm.... today is a commemoration, not a celebration......

it sucks how i have to yield to the pigeons and the squirrels.....

9/10/02

i haven't watched tv in like...... years.....bad experience with the remote control......i so do not wanna go there......

i got beaten up by a tree...... ever think about how, you can get beaten up by a tree? try to imagine that..... getting beat up by a tree...... it's crazy..... man, a tree doesn't even move..... ahhh, it's so puzzling..... how is it even possible.....

fate tempts us to lose focus of our goals, and it is during the final struggle that redemption is earned

i am the symbol of destiny..... eh? what does that mean......!?

the night the undead awakes..... and then goes back to sleep......

9/9/02

Winter Sleeping

sleeping on painted floors
like rain creeping on haunted doors
but burning bright lighting the sky
so deep and wintry, it never dies....

9/6/02

Hi, my name is Minh Nguyen and I am addicted to AIM. I have wasted countless hours of going online and chatting with the people on my buddy list. I have caused everyone in my family unrest because going online 24/7 blocks both incoming and outgoing phone calls. My time online is spent staring at my monitor, reading people's info and away messages, and engaging in pointless conversations. I have alienated my family and have fully devoted myself to the computer. I have become accustomed to eating and drinking and sleeping all in front of my computer. I have many times, skip meals and deprived myself of sleep and exercise, therefore allowing my mind to rot and my body to atrophy. I am not fit to be a good person because I am not fit, period. My addiction to AIM is as severe as the addiction of drugs and alcohol. I need help.

i am reaching my limit on how many friends i can have and can still treat them as friends and not as numbers....

there is an inverse relationship between the number of friends you have and the quality of treatment you give to them

isn't it sad to get hit by a tree?

8/28/02

counting sheep is no fun when you use a calculator

8/27/02

eating is like food

8/3/02

if love is only skin deep....skin cancer is pretty interesting

love is a compromise between what you want and what you can have

7/26/02

a friend is someone who would only backstab you if the bribe was over 250,000 dollars.

a friend is someone who rubs your wound with salt

the stupidest thing after you squeeze lemons to make lemon juice is to rub your eyes

7/16/02

on sad days......cry......
on good days......find reasons to cry......

7/15/02

All of those stupid fortune cookies messages and the lucky lottery numbers that they give, those are just random numbers. Don't waste your time actually buying the lottery with them. It's just like quick pick. Arrrrggghhh, I can even make a better random number generator. What a rip off!

There is a seed of death in all of us, and i am the gardener.

You will live longer in seconds than in year.

4/14/02

......i am dumb..........
..my brain is numb.......
....and so is my thumb...
.........cause i am a bum.

3/28/02

if you don't cheer for me, then i will cheer for myself

looking back, i see that life hasn't progressed much at all

if it isn't cheap, then you are dirt poor

if it isn't the stupidest thing i've seen, it is the second stupidest thing i've seen.

It is funny if your cell phone rings in class. When you pick it up, your teacher is gonna be mad and make you go to the office or something. Then, just lie and say something like how your grandparent just passed away.

3/20/02

Blood is much sweeter when it is yours.

I'm hurting myself physically in order to use my band-aid.

After the officer voting, i said:
good luck to those whom i didn't vote for.

School should not have uniforms, that shows signs of communism.

It's like taking kids to the zoo, except we are the animals.

life is like a sheet of paper, the faster you waste it, the less you have to worry about keeping it clean.

3/15/02

Fundraisers ultimate fails, the people that sell the candy fight against other sellers of the same club. Competition within themselves. Corruption begins from within. And that is why empires fall, because of internal corruption.

The phone rings in class and i said "Let freedom ring!"

2/27/02

oh how i wish that my dreams come true,
cause you are always there with me,
will you drift with me through my fantasy?
when will i ever wake up?
only time will tell.....

i feel your gentle touch
so warm, loving, dear
and upon that peaceful moment
i have no sense of fear

i long for your loving touch
i long to touch your fragrant hair
where will i find that sweet little face
where will i find that elegant air.

2/26/02

why is my life ruined?
i never had a life,
i have a mean soul,
a violent temper
death do me no justice
for i am me.........

life is too precious to lose it all in one stroke of a pen
life has no meaning when there are no words left to communicate.

so strong are words,
so dark are meanings,
whether serious or joking,
they cut deep,
and the wound never heal.

i die, because no one understands me,
no one understands my pain,
the joy of helping others goes away
when the helping no longer helps......

2/22/02

why bother a dead person.....?

please leave me alone......

hey, don't worry too much about it, friends die all the time....we feel bad for a sec, and then the pain goes away

death bed of thorns,
the lifeless knife,
frozen blade of the blue flame,
there i am,
gulping down the tasteless poison.

war is tradition....

2/21/02

ahhhhh, i'm gonna go insane
nothing to do.....and so much time..............

everytime the clock strikes, 9:11, i would take one full minute to commemorate about the past.....do you?

"Minh is dead," says Minh. "Go away.....bad dreams......," he mumbles that in his sleep, but he does not dream.

u'd think, i'd remember something that important. but then again, i don't remember being born..... so can't really say much about it, my memory is just too poor

2/8/02

-You should live more!
=i'm living the life of my dead brother....

sometimes i wonder what it is like to be the bullet that brings out liberation

2/7/02

The young boy looked frightened. He cowered to the corner of the room. In front of him stood an older boy holding a knife dripping with blood.

"If you kill me, please, at least sanitize the knife," the boy whimpered while retreating to the corner, "I don't want to develop an infection."

His heart was beating loudly as the older boy jabbed the knife in the young boy's stomach.

"There, your stomach acids must have sanitized the knife well enough," said the older boy while laughing hysterically.

The younger boy crumbles, but he is happy. At least he was clean.

2/6/02

blindly copying isn't wrong, it's bad, you can get a bad grade

my life is going downhill, damn gravity!

surely we can transcend our fate and become far more divine

my recent success comes from my previous failures

2/5/02

If the role of education is to teach, then, yes, cheating is wrong. But the goal of education is only to get a good grade, so we must do whatever is possible to ensure we succeed.

The cool thing is - if you punch really hard at anything that is not alive, it can't punch you back, but you are still hurt.

when you are given unlimited restrictions like me.....you tend to stay locked up in your house by your own free will, and that is the worse feeling ever

what i do with my life is pretty cool

the hungry fish waits for better bait, that's not smart, that's plain sadness.....to be patient is to live on an empty stomach

i am so not the sort that would back stab, i would stab in the front

2/4/02

Today, i looked for my dearest pen, only to not find it. I searched from 4pm to 8pm and grew tired and weary. Saddened by my lost, this day is devoted to my lost pen.

i'm writing a eulogy for my lost pen. Ahhhh, i got to find the pen in order to write!!!

upon my hands your fragile fluid body
upon the paper your blue glittering secretion
your blue blood is pureness
your glassy body is stiff, firm, strong
how i hold you in reverence and awe
i could get another blue gel pen like you
but no matter what
nothing can replace you
nothing will replace you
nothing shall replace you
you are yourself like me
lifeless, dead, lost
i can relate.....

2/2/02

i slammed into a column today when i went to the mall, see i was going straight but then i wanted to turn just before i slammed into the column but instead of doing it successfully, i grazed my left ear turning, ahhhhhhh, it hurts like crazy, and even after that, i almost slammed into a pole on the way back.

1/23/02

ghosts are just people so poor they can't afford to get a body.

to love is to be more than divine, you transcend divinity

people have a way of being sad... hopefully true tears release sad feelings

the weather here is kinda bad, it's raining... but why are there no rain drops...

1/17/02

why... GOD is DOG spelled backwards...or is it DOG, GOD spelled backward...which one is more important. well, the emphasis is on ODG, the unknown third party...

1/16/02

"But i have perfect attendance at school," said the boy as he looked around. No one else is there beside him.

But then it isn't right.

He looked around again. His right hand was gripping a sharpened pencil. His heart is pumping hard. His hands clenched. The pencil was still.

Dead silence.

"If I'm absent tomorrow, it's because i'm out committing suicide," the boy whispered silently to himself. His right hand stabs his chest. The pencil bleeds and stains his shirt.

The boy lie there on the dirt ground, damp with blood.

He no longer had a perfect attendance....

Actually, his body was never found among the bushes of the school. So in a sense, he did have a perfect attendance after all.

1/15/02

"Bastard, get out of my kitchen, if i catch you stealing dish washing liquid one more time, i'm gonna have your hands cut off," said the owner, red hot, furious. "What the hell do you need dish washing liquid for?"

Boy running away scared to death thinking. "I'm gonna get myself a bat next time, that old hag gonna get beaten up when she yell at me again."

Next time when the boy come back stealing the dish washing liquid, the owner yelled again. Only this time, she was yelling out in terror and bleeding. "Damn punk, my spine, stop whacking me, punk, i'll have your hands......"

Silence.

One can only hear the faint snickering of the boy. He stands squirting the dish washing liquid down the throat of the owner.

The bat drips with blood but it is clean.