as max just wished me merry christmas, a strange wave of reflection occured, something I think ive been longing for for this past year and a half... that changed me life, that I saw changed my life, but hadnt appreciated it. but now, the woosh of wow.. what just happened? and look at where you are now... now look peter, at all the little things I have done for you. look peter.. peter.. Look.. Peter... LOOK! im looking! old blogs, old pictures, old journals, old friends, old memories. yeah its making me laugh and smile, but whats new? whats in this year to come, only a few more days and the year turns, another has passed away, and another is yet to come, so unclear, but so exciting, will old run into new? whats to come? I have no idea what to be expecting, but its my step of faith to see my life movie be performed in Korea for the next some years. the place where love fell on me (fall 2007 friends), where love opened itself to me(friendships) and where true Love revealed Himself to me (so thats why I was brought to korea). I hope better things are to come, greater and more beautiful things to be thrown into me. I suppose we will have to wait and see. Merry Christmas... Christ mas. Christ..a child was born . to be savior.. to few..many? prophet to some an image to the rest. but still I will try and honor this day. tell your family you love them. take your own words peter man.
love love
peter
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
entertaining ......
not much time but iäll swing this out.
so im in europa. spent my first week in florence with my buddy max. its great meeting back up with him. we talked, laughed, goofed off all like old times. we had to break down some distances but now we are just having fun. most of the time in florence was spent at his school, which I thought I wrote about...hmmm but its a nice little town. when finals ended and we said our farewells we started our journey.
first stop we saw katharina, she picked us up from the train station on a couple hours of sleep in the way to early in the morning. with that we were welcomed home, met the fam, ate breakfast and then headed to the alps to snowboard! i went head over heals more than once but that was so fun on an open face of a huge mountain covered with real snow, it was pretty amazing. pretty sure I want to head to whistler for holiday... then we got back home and chilled, had gluwein a warm wine homemade style and had a bunch of company over for dinner at kats (rata, chix) haha and met a bunch of her wonderful wonderful friends. they know all about you my chingoos, an I it was pretty touching. then the next day we headed sledging down another huge mountain. When we awoke on the day of our leaving we were picked up on foot by bernie to head to his house to jam with him and fro, max and I. It all started with bernie hitting the drums, the base coming in, then we all came in pretty hard together. It was a very full sound, we were able to share our styles the evening before, and through this jam it really portraited our different sounds to contribute to something that was pretty funky, but slowed down at times, with the power of solid drums propelling us, at times one of us wouldnt know where we were, but the others would keep the set together. im in salzburg for a day then we are heading to vienna tomorrow to see Jack, from freshman year...what the? and silvia :) A friend of Kats named fro different from jam fro took us to salzburg to stay in his home. I have met true hospitality on this trip already, and I hope I learn more than a thing or two about being friendly. The last post about not talking to people, man devil got my tongue, but I loosened up and have been enjoying conversation and company of many nice and different people. And with the speaking I learn about differences in the countries, opinions from different perspectives and just enjoyment of a different sense of humor. We shared a moments mocking the onboard computer in a car, the confusion of what we listened to at the jazz bar, and then about cultures in our countries.
so I continue my writing from jacks place, an old building with nice high ceilings, plastor walls, and random drawings, posters, ashtrays, beer bottles, guitars tapestries all sort of a comfort of clutter. I would enjoy living in a home like this, wooden floors, old and crappy in a good way. not to mention the building, halls, staircases are all very photogenic. so we should be hitting the town shortly, hopefully we will be seeing silvia tonight for dinner and punch. later.
so im in europa. spent my first week in florence with my buddy max. its great meeting back up with him. we talked, laughed, goofed off all like old times. we had to break down some distances but now we are just having fun. most of the time in florence was spent at his school, which I thought I wrote about...hmmm but its a nice little town. when finals ended and we said our farewells we started our journey.
first stop we saw katharina, she picked us up from the train station on a couple hours of sleep in the way to early in the morning. with that we were welcomed home, met the fam, ate breakfast and then headed to the alps to snowboard! i went head over heals more than once but that was so fun on an open face of a huge mountain covered with real snow, it was pretty amazing. pretty sure I want to head to whistler for holiday... then we got back home and chilled, had gluwein a warm wine homemade style and had a bunch of company over for dinner at kats (rata, chix) haha and met a bunch of her wonderful wonderful friends. they know all about you my chingoos, an I it was pretty touching. then the next day we headed sledging down another huge mountain. When we awoke on the day of our leaving we were picked up on foot by bernie to head to his house to jam with him and fro, max and I. It all started with bernie hitting the drums, the base coming in, then we all came in pretty hard together. It was a very full sound, we were able to share our styles the evening before, and through this jam it really portraited our different sounds to contribute to something that was pretty funky, but slowed down at times, with the power of solid drums propelling us, at times one of us wouldnt know where we were, but the others would keep the set together. im in salzburg for a day then we are heading to vienna tomorrow to see Jack, from freshman year...what the? and silvia :) A friend of Kats named fro different from jam fro took us to salzburg to stay in his home. I have met true hospitality on this trip already, and I hope I learn more than a thing or two about being friendly. The last post about not talking to people, man devil got my tongue, but I loosened up and have been enjoying conversation and company of many nice and different people. And with the speaking I learn about differences in the countries, opinions from different perspectives and just enjoyment of a different sense of humor. We shared a moments mocking the onboard computer in a car, the confusion of what we listened to at the jazz bar, and then about cultures in our countries.
so I continue my writing from jacks place, an old building with nice high ceilings, plastor walls, and random drawings, posters, ashtrays, beer bottles, guitars tapestries all sort of a comfort of clutter. I would enjoy living in a home like this, wooden floors, old and crappy in a good way. not to mention the building, halls, staircases are all very photogenic. so we should be hitting the town shortly, hopefully we will be seeing silvia tonight for dinner and punch. later.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
7:22pmMax
oh hey!
7:22pmMax is offline.
7:22pmMax is online.
7:22pmPeter
what do you want?
7:22pmMax
just being friendly
thought i'd say hi
7:23pmPeter
haha word
its like were not even in the same country or anything
7:23pmMax
yeah i know, so when do you plan to come visit me out here
?
7:24pmPeter
actually ive got to go see about a girl, so ive ditched you officially and ran off with your best friends girlfriend
wait i thought i was your best friend...
7:24pmMax
you are
.......
7:24pmPeter
... shifty eyes
7:24pmMax
how can you run off with your own girlfriend that you don't have?
7:24pmPeter
haha how could i ditch my best friend?
7:24pmMax
IF I TYPE LIKE THIS DOES IT MAKE ME SOUND ANGRY?
7:25pmPeter
no cause i cant stop cracking up
7:25pmMax
nice
niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiccceeeeeeeee
NOOOOOIIIIICCCCEEEEEEE
7:25pmPeter
lets get outa here
7:25pmMax
why
don't you like chatting?
with me on fb?
7:26pmPeter
of coarse but Id rather grab a bite to eat
haha
7:26pmMax
hey man, we're good friends
this is about to change our lives
i'm really looking forward to this
7:26pmPeter
what eating dinner toegheter?
7:26pmMax
no, traveling
7:27pmPeter
oh, jeez take it easy one step at a time, all the times we eat dinner together is going to make up a good portion of our travels, and a good portion of our life changing experiences
7:27pmMax
that makes sense
7:27pmPeter
yeah im just a sensible guy
7:27pmMax
i guess i didn't realize that after all these years...........
7:27pmPeter
yeah it almost has beenyears
7:28pmMax
for sure
crazy huh?
7:28pmPeter
yeah definately
7:28pmMax
hey man
i don't know how to say this, but i'm gonna say it
7:28pmPeter
okay just do it quick
7:29pmMax
i've been sensing stuff, i read your blog, i wrote one, i want you to read it before we leave
then we'll go for a stroll to the train station and chat like good ol' times and grab a bite
7:29pmPeter
when did you write one?
7:29pmMax
today
7:29pmPeter
hey im talking with kat when we gonna be in austria??
okay ill read it
7:30pmMax
friday
i'm not sure what time cuz we don't even have our passes yet
oh hey!
7:22pmMax is offline.
7:22pmMax is online.
7:22pmPeter
what do you want?
7:22pmMax
just being friendly
thought i'd say hi
7:23pmPeter
haha word
its like were not even in the same country or anything
7:23pmMax
yeah i know, so when do you plan to come visit me out here
?
7:24pmPeter
actually ive got to go see about a girl, so ive ditched you officially and ran off with your best friends girlfriend
wait i thought i was your best friend...
7:24pmMax
you are
.......
7:24pmPeter
... shifty eyes
7:24pmMax
how can you run off with your own girlfriend that you don't have?
7:24pmPeter
haha how could i ditch my best friend?
7:24pmMax
IF I TYPE LIKE THIS DOES IT MAKE ME SOUND ANGRY?
7:25pmPeter
no cause i cant stop cracking up
7:25pmMax
nice
niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiccceeeeeeeee
NOOOOOIIIIICCCCEEEEEEE
7:25pmPeter
lets get outa here
7:25pmMax
why
don't you like chatting?
with me on fb?
7:26pmPeter
of coarse but Id rather grab a bite to eat
haha
7:26pmMax
hey man, we're good friends
this is about to change our lives
i'm really looking forward to this
7:26pmPeter
what eating dinner toegheter?
7:26pmMax
no, traveling
7:27pmPeter
oh, jeez take it easy one step at a time, all the times we eat dinner together is going to make up a good portion of our travels, and a good portion of our life changing experiences
7:27pmMax
that makes sense
7:27pmPeter
yeah im just a sensible guy
7:27pmMax
i guess i didn't realize that after all these years...........
7:27pmPeter
yeah it almost has beenyears
7:28pmMax
for sure
crazy huh?
7:28pmPeter
yeah definately
7:28pmMax
hey man
i don't know how to say this, but i'm gonna say it
7:28pmPeter
okay just do it quick
7:29pmMax
i've been sensing stuff, i read your blog, i wrote one, i want you to read it before we leave
then we'll go for a stroll to the train station and chat like good ol' times and grab a bite
7:29pmPeter
when did you write one?
7:29pmMax
today
7:29pmPeter
hey im talking with kat when we gonna be in austria??
okay ill read it
7:30pmMax
friday
i'm not sure what time cuz we don't even have our passes yet
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
I'm sitting in a room full of people from Minnesota, yet I an unable to really speak a word. It doesnt feel like its my place to try and converse for some reason or another, even though these are the people Max has spent his semester with, in this small cosy, but chilly quarters that is there school lounge. Walking in the cobblestone alleys we just walk into an unasuming building with a big wooden door to be greated by a high ceilinged arched iron gate. We walk up some marble stair cases in the really dimly lit cooridor, and on the middle balcony there are they two huge mirros that just make you feel like your not a part of this world anymore. at the top of the stairs we walk through a pair of white painted doors and are welcomed by warm lights, peach yellow walls and a nice secretary and teacher who introduce themselves with a name that was quite pretty but I dont think I caught it correctly. And now I'm sitting here making something of my time, waiting on Max while he is in Italian class, I'll have my five minutes of fame shortly when I'm his show and tell. Fun...
I've really struggled lately, i've been put into more than one situation where my time would be better entertained by a conversation, but unwilling to talk and sort of put myself out, i've restricted myself from doing so. But I dont really complain about it, because if theres anything meaningful about conversation, it wont be forced, and it'll come with a little bit more time. I guess this is my post on language again. Max's roomates are pretty chill, really nice guys, and while max and I just chill and laugh, they'll swing in the room, say whats up and share a few laughs and word. Sometimes we just have to skip the b.s. small talk and get on with it. I like that because it allows you to just share instead of try and know. Its to live and not to imagine what life is like. But its weird how its sort of backwards, instead of the small talk first, you get to know each other by just being you, and not about the things that are said. But later in the relationship it seems that we need to talk about the things that havent been spoken yet. So I had a pretty fun moment just brushing my teeth with max and jeff, and it just reminded me of when Neus, Max and I used to just joke around while we would wash up for bed and just crack jokes at each other. It'll be good to mess around with my friends again, its been nearly years.
So I was greeted by Max, and when he went up to pull out the keys to his room, a bag of pot came out with it. I picked it up and was like here man you dropped this. But as much as I was tempted to be like, what the heck, for ol times sake, I respected that Max didn't like getting up anymore, and I had no intention of making my best friend stumble. So with that, I have overcame, thank you. And if I can over come with it in my face in the new beauty of where I am, then I believe I can overcome...forever more.
Anyways I emailed my dad, mom, and sister. My dad sent me back a very wise email about the struggles I face, will face, and how I will grow as an outcome. I just told her I was with Max, she'll be happy, and I asked my sister if we could take a weekend trip, maybe to AZ to see our family, or head to Seattle to see her best friend. I'll hope we can take a trip together, and maybe Yakatan can tag along. We'll see what happens. I hope to see you soon.
So I just had my five minutes of fame, and Max's Italian maybe with another couple of months could probably move one of you females in a way only a foreign language could. So after they said thank you I asked these two kids in Max's class, "did you guys go to wayzata highschool? is your name Sebastien?? Yeah I thought so, I had math class with you." Super random but very amusing at the same time.
Yeah I suppose the cappacino is still stirring inside, giving my excitement of what just happen in a weird joy inside of me. The bakeries are good though, jelly filled croissants and pretty cafe workers make these places a nice hang out.
Maybe I'll loosen up and actually make something meaningful with the kids in this room. I'll leave it up in the air.
Later
I've really struggled lately, i've been put into more than one situation where my time would be better entertained by a conversation, but unwilling to talk and sort of put myself out, i've restricted myself from doing so. But I dont really complain about it, because if theres anything meaningful about conversation, it wont be forced, and it'll come with a little bit more time. I guess this is my post on language again. Max's roomates are pretty chill, really nice guys, and while max and I just chill and laugh, they'll swing in the room, say whats up and share a few laughs and word. Sometimes we just have to skip the b.s. small talk and get on with it. I like that because it allows you to just share instead of try and know. Its to live and not to imagine what life is like. But its weird how its sort of backwards, instead of the small talk first, you get to know each other by just being you, and not about the things that are said. But later in the relationship it seems that we need to talk about the things that havent been spoken yet. So I had a pretty fun moment just brushing my teeth with max and jeff, and it just reminded me of when Neus, Max and I used to just joke around while we would wash up for bed and just crack jokes at each other. It'll be good to mess around with my friends again, its been nearly years.
So I was greeted by Max, and when he went up to pull out the keys to his room, a bag of pot came out with it. I picked it up and was like here man you dropped this. But as much as I was tempted to be like, what the heck, for ol times sake, I respected that Max didn't like getting up anymore, and I had no intention of making my best friend stumble. So with that, I have overcame, thank you. And if I can over come with it in my face in the new beauty of where I am, then I believe I can overcome...forever more.
Anyways I emailed my dad, mom, and sister. My dad sent me back a very wise email about the struggles I face, will face, and how I will grow as an outcome. I just told her I was with Max, she'll be happy, and I asked my sister if we could take a weekend trip, maybe to AZ to see our family, or head to Seattle to see her best friend. I'll hope we can take a trip together, and maybe Yakatan can tag along. We'll see what happens. I hope to see you soon.
So I just had my five minutes of fame, and Max's Italian maybe with another couple of months could probably move one of you females in a way only a foreign language could. So after they said thank you I asked these two kids in Max's class, "did you guys go to wayzata highschool? is your name Sebastien?? Yeah I thought so, I had math class with you." Super random but very amusing at the same time.
Yeah I suppose the cappacino is still stirring inside, giving my excitement of what just happen in a weird joy inside of me. The bakeries are good though, jelly filled croissants and pretty cafe workers make these places a nice hang out.
Maybe I'll loosen up and actually make something meaningful with the kids in this room. I'll leave it up in the air.
Later
Monday, December 1, 2008
so I'm in for a season of testing. Regarding my smoking pot post I was really encouraged by some brothers who went through that period, and by sisters who were nearly shocked and really supportive in a loving fashion. So word I feel I can say no properly. For using has given that false sense of realness, and spiritualness, but its still a drug. and so it was placed on this earth, but where humans meant to pollute the earth with smog of industry and exhuast of cars? was man supposed to inhale carbons and tar and in a sense exhaust into our lungs? so whats the sacrifice? that I be delivered from my use of drugs, to truly honesty tell my mother, family (which is quite big and with a family whos eyes are on me, in high hopes for me in my future) that I dont smoke. and that i'd be unashamed to speak of it, to help a friend be set free from it. if thats my sacrifice, I'll pay it gladely. as for mushrooms, the sense of disappearing from this land, and entering the spiritual nonsafehaven of our mind... i'll pass on what a false sense of truth that is. and stare at anything, and it'll start looking weird, just like when you say a word over and over, it loses its meaning, and develops a weird tone. God made the world beautiful, and he gave us emotions to appreciate that with, so go sit on that bench as you would, enjoy that moments quietness shared between two living souls, and appreciate the time you have on earth because its short lived. The arts are an expression of your ideas and passions and you have your definition of art. why hinder the creativity that is in you by trying to take by "creating" a sense of deepening meaning with the us of drugs, that will further our dependence on it in those times we feel we need to be creative. being creative just takes time, and energy, and patience and a stable mind. or you'll end up losing it, like many of our "great" artists and musicians. so I'm grateful, i'm placed in one of the most prestigious art schools in asia, not under the influence of marijuana, hipster brats, and whatever crap that jades people in a lot of places. i suppose thats a generalization, but i just want to get down to some good ol dirty focused potting. with an inspiration and purpose for my art works, I feel I wont let this skill and gift go to waste. now being held accountable is very reasonable, and my search for holiness stumbles at times but i'm doing my best to hold me to standards above and not of this world. and how terrible is it for me to fall, but I know i will have to continue on and I cant let anything hold me back down. so word i'm excited to get to minnesota. and get my cinema book i've missed kinda a lot. oh wow, this is hard, but i've got a lot of glass to break when I get back. snap.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
so i'm catching a cold, or the bugger caught me.
out of nowhere wt?
so i'm ready to head to the heart of winter...not quite yet. Lovely minnesota. I hope you snow, like the mornings where your like whys it so light out and you look out the window and the trees the fence, the porch, the yard, the driveway, the car, is under a foot of snow. and as a child its still a dim walk to the bus stop and its picture perfect without even the tracks laid by cars I walk and my socks will be wet when the snow melts once i'm by the heater. If only i had a camera then. and the image is already taken, through my eyes, to go the the grave with me. How precious. The heart of winter, where i'd be layered, scarved and gloves on freezing cause the leather of the car seats breaks through all, and I look down start the engine and crank the stick into reverse and with my breath I try and blow air Os cause you can see my own heat coming from my mouth and nose. and those times I was like I wish I had an electric start, I would just near die to be in that car again, ready to head off. but wheres that car? and wheres that house going to be in a year? not mine and not home anymore. oh boy times they are a changing and I'll have to see where this bull takes me.
come visit me in minnesota someday. I promise you'll be in love when you leave. I know i'm in love, yakatans in love, hmm when will I be home? sigh
out of nowhere wt?
so i'm ready to head to the heart of winter...not quite yet. Lovely minnesota. I hope you snow, like the mornings where your like whys it so light out and you look out the window and the trees the fence, the porch, the yard, the driveway, the car, is under a foot of snow. and as a child its still a dim walk to the bus stop and its picture perfect without even the tracks laid by cars I walk and my socks will be wet when the snow melts once i'm by the heater. If only i had a camera then. and the image is already taken, through my eyes, to go the the grave with me. How precious. The heart of winter, where i'd be layered, scarved and gloves on freezing cause the leather of the car seats breaks through all, and I look down start the engine and crank the stick into reverse and with my breath I try and blow air Os cause you can see my own heat coming from my mouth and nose. and those times I was like I wish I had an electric start, I would just near die to be in that car again, ready to head off. but wheres that car? and wheres that house going to be in a year? not mine and not home anymore. oh boy times they are a changing and I'll have to see where this bull takes me.
come visit me in minnesota someday. I promise you'll be in love when you leave. I know i'm in love, yakatans in love, hmm when will I be home? sigh
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
so I'm back at one of these little shabby internet places, and I could practically dream of having pat and hannah here because at one of your cubbicles, your kind of in your own world.
but speaking of which, you leave "this" world for a few days and things change. Like obama is president..and my mom knows how to use internet, which is more sweet, i'd say my mom learning how to email.
I've been so encouraged lately, like from friends just telling me what up and things like that, its a good feeling. I'm up to some crazy things lately, i'll be here till the 19th and then fly back to korea, then on the 7th I fly to florence! and i'll be in europe for exactly one month and then I'm back to korea. then a few days after I fly to Minnesota! and i'll be there a short time, packing up the house and then I'll be back to chill in Korea again till my semester beings in march! dangggggg. its like justin eldridge when he messes up his finger..kinda sorta not.
so these orphanages, I took the time last night and was like dude where are you? and I was like i'm staring at a ceiling fan, on the tile floor, a concrete wall and window seperating me from the outside, an outside in the middle of nowhere cambodia. and tomorrow at 5 am I'm leaving on a six hour journey to an even more remote place...please dont step on a landmine...
but it wasnt my love yo, because when they were saying buy two kids held my hand walking a football fields length to the main road to grab a mini bus. the things... its just so different. busted outputs on electric guitars, no amps for the keyboards, one symbal for the drum. so art for ministries hopefully will provide these things in my time. save like a g and buy some acoustic electrics on bulk to get them hella cheap and distrbute them in kenya, cambodia, myanmar. man did I tell you about that orphanage? the things I have... so different. I guess my life has been placed differently. but I was seeing, they are filled with joy and hope. The opportunity they have been given, they appreciate the most of it and they work hard in the things they pursue. They arent told to study they do out of their own will, and these are kids. when I was a kid, I was running outside, and yeah they play as kids should be, but they also take time to study so they have a brighter future. its amazing. It was pretty much teach the kids anything you know, so when we had our down time I picked up their guitar and started playing some songs and the kids came over and sang along it was pretty nice. one of hte kids wanted to learn so we copied down the notes and had him practice it a bunch of times, cool he'll know a new song next time I see him. I took out my water colors and pen and started drawing some bananas and the kids came over and asked if they could use the pen, some I get them some paper and colors and now I have a nice little picture that one of the kids drew me. we went for a bike ride today and I handed my camera to a kid and he ran around taking pictures of friends and landscapes, I briefly told him how to focus and zoom and I think he was loving it. plus I get to take credit for the expression I wouldnt have gotten if I was taking the pictures... if I dont say jk would you know I was? its exciting to see whats in store for these kids, so much opportunity...how great...one of the children, today I found out was left at the garbage dump and a team in phnom penh picked him up, and hes such a kid and happy child. man people who are so irresponsible man, let trudy have a moment with them and we'll see whats up. but they have dreams, for bigger things, to be interpreteres, lawyers, from the drawings i saw and the music I heard hopefully artists! man thats opportunity and hope, and appreciation man. bless those children.
and trudy and I, man not the pair you'd think would be called out like this. she's very extraverted, bold and strongly opinionated, kinda like hannah, except she doesnt get all distressted in akward situations... keukeu. but man I dont get a lot of time to say things, not like I'd say much, but when I do, she agrees, encourages it, and then continues on how what I just said inspired her to keep speaking...get it? haha its a beautiful relationship though, i'm sorta yeah I mean I am learning a lot from her.
it feels good to not do anything, meaning sit and spud out on a computer. their days are so simple, they wake up at the butt crack of dawn, have their morning times with each other, then they do their chores, without being told to ( lately i've heard a lot about discipline and structure) am I going to spank my kids someday? half the kids go to school in the morning, the other half in the afternoon. they eat lunch together and in the later afternoon they practice their instruments, dances and so forth. before dinner they bath, eat then some sit on the computer to learn powerpoint and things like that, others proceed to the keyboard. its so structure, even though this writing completely destroys what structure was obvious. I need to expand on this somtime, but we'll see. they play marbles and slap with a makeshift deck of cards. badmitton and they juggle a soccer ball around. they take walks through rice fields looking for little crabs, and pick the rice leaves and chew on the stem(which is kind of sweet) and jump in the small river and do really bad flips off the bridge. they support each other these kids, they teach each other things and love on one another as a big family, but they still want brothers and sisters. so I hope my heart brings me back here, because I was asked more than a few times will you be my brother? I hope I can bring friends, and family dude I want to come with my family, thats my dream and my prayer. hmm word
but speaking of which, you leave "this" world for a few days and things change. Like obama is president..and my mom knows how to use internet, which is more sweet, i'd say my mom learning how to email.
I've been so encouraged lately, like from friends just telling me what up and things like that, its a good feeling. I'm up to some crazy things lately, i'll be here till the 19th and then fly back to korea, then on the 7th I fly to florence! and i'll be in europe for exactly one month and then I'm back to korea. then a few days after I fly to Minnesota! and i'll be there a short time, packing up the house and then I'll be back to chill in Korea again till my semester beings in march! dangggggg. its like justin eldridge when he messes up his finger..kinda sorta not.
so these orphanages, I took the time last night and was like dude where are you? and I was like i'm staring at a ceiling fan, on the tile floor, a concrete wall and window seperating me from the outside, an outside in the middle of nowhere cambodia. and tomorrow at 5 am I'm leaving on a six hour journey to an even more remote place...please dont step on a landmine...
but it wasnt my love yo, because when they were saying buy two kids held my hand walking a football fields length to the main road to grab a mini bus. the things... its just so different. busted outputs on electric guitars, no amps for the keyboards, one symbal for the drum. so art for ministries hopefully will provide these things in my time. save like a g and buy some acoustic electrics on bulk to get them hella cheap and distrbute them in kenya, cambodia, myanmar. man did I tell you about that orphanage? the things I have... so different. I guess my life has been placed differently. but I was seeing, they are filled with joy and hope. The opportunity they have been given, they appreciate the most of it and they work hard in the things they pursue. They arent told to study they do out of their own will, and these are kids. when I was a kid, I was running outside, and yeah they play as kids should be, but they also take time to study so they have a brighter future. its amazing. It was pretty much teach the kids anything you know, so when we had our down time I picked up their guitar and started playing some songs and the kids came over and sang along it was pretty nice. one of hte kids wanted to learn so we copied down the notes and had him practice it a bunch of times, cool he'll know a new song next time I see him. I took out my water colors and pen and started drawing some bananas and the kids came over and asked if they could use the pen, some I get them some paper and colors and now I have a nice little picture that one of the kids drew me. we went for a bike ride today and I handed my camera to a kid and he ran around taking pictures of friends and landscapes, I briefly told him how to focus and zoom and I think he was loving it. plus I get to take credit for the expression I wouldnt have gotten if I was taking the pictures... if I dont say jk would you know I was? its exciting to see whats in store for these kids, so much opportunity...how great...one of the children, today I found out was left at the garbage dump and a team in phnom penh picked him up, and hes such a kid and happy child. man people who are so irresponsible man, let trudy have a moment with them and we'll see whats up. but they have dreams, for bigger things, to be interpreteres, lawyers, from the drawings i saw and the music I heard hopefully artists! man thats opportunity and hope, and appreciation man. bless those children.
and trudy and I, man not the pair you'd think would be called out like this. she's very extraverted, bold and strongly opinionated, kinda like hannah, except she doesnt get all distressted in akward situations... keukeu. but man I dont get a lot of time to say things, not like I'd say much, but when I do, she agrees, encourages it, and then continues on how what I just said inspired her to keep speaking...get it? haha its a beautiful relationship though, i'm sorta yeah I mean I am learning a lot from her.
it feels good to not do anything, meaning sit and spud out on a computer. their days are so simple, they wake up at the butt crack of dawn, have their morning times with each other, then they do their chores, without being told to ( lately i've heard a lot about discipline and structure) am I going to spank my kids someday? half the kids go to school in the morning, the other half in the afternoon. they eat lunch together and in the later afternoon they practice their instruments, dances and so forth. before dinner they bath, eat then some sit on the computer to learn powerpoint and things like that, others proceed to the keyboard. its so structure, even though this writing completely destroys what structure was obvious. I need to expand on this somtime, but we'll see. they play marbles and slap with a makeshift deck of cards. badmitton and they juggle a soccer ball around. they take walks through rice fields looking for little crabs, and pick the rice leaves and chew on the stem(which is kind of sweet) and jump in the small river and do really bad flips off the bridge. they support each other these kids, they teach each other things and love on one another as a big family, but they still want brothers and sisters. so I hope my heart brings me back here, because I was asked more than a few times will you be my brother? I hope I can bring friends, and family dude I want to come with my family, thats my dream and my prayer. hmm word
Thursday, October 30, 2008
so I was a little concerned about a language barrier... but I remember how danny wouldnt even say anything but be interested in little kids hanging with their folks around the park and infuse them in some way or another.
i'm hearing a small girl cry right now and I'm kind of smiling because I'm going to be with kids all day and night for a few weeks, people with hearts in orphanages are great people, they have to put out so much, I should encourage jm right now.
have you taken time to appreciate how fortunate you are today yet? I just had that moment, and I need to live in that one more often. All the things I'd taken so lightly. in laos in the tribal areas people disappear for being christian, and I was excited when people where telling me theyve been on mission trips there. I had no idea. we want and want a want, but for the past 19 years I havent gave. this year has been a little different. I looked up to my mom she used to work in an old folks home, just helping. I didnt understand the meaning of serving others, my volunteer work involved repotting plants so I could get credit for my final mo pro paper. and i've got three weeks, things have got to change.
and doors are being opened, i've met people from all over the world, myanmar, cambodia, nepal, kenya. and things are happening. theres an orphanage is myanmar whos spirits are so high but their support is so low. they've gone a full week without food before, this is what jm told me about. 25 kids all waiting for support. I told dave about a project I want to start called art for ministries. raising funds through the selling of art to support pastors and orphanages around the world. I'll let you know as it starts, maybe you can buy one of my photographs or drawings or donate art to sell one peice at a time.
that girl is whining again, yeah shes crying, but the father isnt letting this one slide. thats right. bed time.
I want to be more giving. help me give. so I take off tomorrow, Trudy is already there so I hope shes warming the children up. i'm at the last 10th of my travel journal, it'll be the first one I fill out out of three that i've started. ive got a few rolls of film left so I hope trudy brought some from my house. mrs hwang is really excited for this, she was pretty restless about how dark cambodia has been, how much love they really need. shes helping me out, she purchased my tickets and shes was the one who encouraged trudy and I to go. and shes always saying yeah we couldnt extend your stay this time but we can wait till you go back. I dont know what to expect, but since i've been out of korea the plans make themselves for me the next day. id like to tell you the story but you can feel it unfold.
take it easy i'll let you know how it is. love
peter
i'm hearing a small girl cry right now and I'm kind of smiling because I'm going to be with kids all day and night for a few weeks, people with hearts in orphanages are great people, they have to put out so much, I should encourage jm right now.
have you taken time to appreciate how fortunate you are today yet? I just had that moment, and I need to live in that one more often. All the things I'd taken so lightly. in laos in the tribal areas people disappear for being christian, and I was excited when people where telling me theyve been on mission trips there. I had no idea. we want and want a want, but for the past 19 years I havent gave. this year has been a little different. I looked up to my mom she used to work in an old folks home, just helping. I didnt understand the meaning of serving others, my volunteer work involved repotting plants so I could get credit for my final mo pro paper. and i've got three weeks, things have got to change.
and doors are being opened, i've met people from all over the world, myanmar, cambodia, nepal, kenya. and things are happening. theres an orphanage is myanmar whos spirits are so high but their support is so low. they've gone a full week without food before, this is what jm told me about. 25 kids all waiting for support. I told dave about a project I want to start called art for ministries. raising funds through the selling of art to support pastors and orphanages around the world. I'll let you know as it starts, maybe you can buy one of my photographs or drawings or donate art to sell one peice at a time.
that girl is whining again, yeah shes crying, but the father isnt letting this one slide. thats right. bed time.
I want to be more giving. help me give. so I take off tomorrow, Trudy is already there so I hope shes warming the children up. i'm at the last 10th of my travel journal, it'll be the first one I fill out out of three that i've started. ive got a few rolls of film left so I hope trudy brought some from my house. mrs hwang is really excited for this, she was pretty restless about how dark cambodia has been, how much love they really need. shes helping me out, she purchased my tickets and shes was the one who encouraged trudy and I to go. and shes always saying yeah we couldnt extend your stay this time but we can wait till you go back. I dont know what to expect, but since i've been out of korea the plans make themselves for me the next day. id like to tell you the story but you can feel it unfold.
take it easy i'll let you know how it is. love
peter
Friday, October 17, 2008
heres one to make hannah want to die or perhaps kill pat out of the over flow from the heart
so hannah called the other day. and we talked about this and that got a quick update on what a lot of our friends we're up to and things like that. i'd like an update from my mn friends too...
so its near official i'll be seeing my good friend in a wild place of the world in a couple months. wow. i havent gone this long without seeing him since...first grade. and neuscrilla as well... crazy how school keeps so much together. and kat your town seems super cute and beautiful.
so I got super hooked up with a Nikon FM2...by like having it given to me...wow. I'm super stoked because I was looking for a camera that didnt need a battery to shoot...so hollar. and wow i looked up pictures on flickr and i'm like, that camera is dope.
man and I guess i dont have much time to write today either. hmm i'm off to dinner pretty soon here. matts just talking. our relationship is at that point right now where he talks a lot and i listen sometimes caringly, sometimes patiently impatiently, to an extent of how hannah and my relationship started. me thinking she was crazy and way to out there because she wanted to be my best friend...and I was like your too crazy so count me out...jk umm maybe. i wish i had more time ive got a minute now i'm at cho bang, and hes like you got a minute or two. hmm i had green tea and I posted a bunch of pictures of yicf up because I was suppsoed to a month ago. we went hiking up the yonsei mountain and today is the 17th. i leave monday to thailand for two weeks to see joe for a week. crazy. hopefully it goes super well. ohhh hmm how do you wash wool? dry clean only? aright peace out
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
hmm
i went to church yesterday. 11 am and i left at 6 pm its crazy intense. so I think some things have changed. but the things that have changed, somebody may not notice because they were hidden things.
but if i was asked to smoke a joint back home...what would i say? I think i'd say no. if I was asked to smoke a joint with max in europe...what would i say? I guess we'll see.
so i hope to say no. so max, amsterdam may be our last stop, but yeah i'd like to skip to a cafe, grab a cup of coffee and just go walk around.
the thing with smoking...hmm. it would change the day, and something interesting may happen because we did, but usually i end up regretting my choice when i get all burnt out. because when I'm tired, I barely can talk. and if theres somebody i want to talk to, I miss that opportunity because of the choice I made before. hmm if I hit the slopes with pat, and he offered me a hit...what would I say? snowboarding is fun just as it is, just say you dont want to toke up. but again with past experience its happened that way so its hard to change. convict me not to smoke if its important. which yeah look how much trouble i caused my mom by smoking, and look at how much she loves you.
hmm. if yak asked me to chill and have a chief, what would i say? what happens if that toke led the conversation in a whole different way, for the benfit? convict me. how would I say no in situations like this? if shiraz swooped me up for a drive and asked me to smoke, how do i got about saying no? what happens if you share that difference and experience to better your relationship...by using? oh yeah if they're friends they should understand. so you just gotta say no. once. thats it.
but somebody comment. please. give me another viewpoint. i've had great times "stoned' me and max went skating in wayzata on a bright sunny day, we had a hit and just got a good buzz. we went and had pizza by the slice across the street from the chain italian shop. even though we were good friends, we had that shared silence, kind of like the akward one you get on dates. and that was the changing point, the point where we're like wow we're in for a crazy year as we both head to the U of M. and another time we went to the park to throw a frisbee in that backstreet with the windy roads and tall trees. we had a beer and just chilled, talked and thought. we were like should we go see jenna? nah, should we call? nah we shouldnt go should we? and yeah we did and it was one of the best memories i had with that girl. yeah I miss that girl.
i've got so many friends now. on a level of hey oh the semesters over and your leaving? oh well yeah facebook i'll see you when i see you. but during all this time I didnt really stop to consider all my FRIENDS! man its been over a year, since i've drank beer and grilled with krew, went frolfing, jammed with kreeble and max, sat around a bonfire, have the greatest chillness driving on a minnesota summer evening, windows rolled down, straates exhaust purring passing lakes left and right on a road tunneled by trees, to a sunset that reflects of the ocean, hand waving up and down the window, fresh air and anticipation, smell of pot, reaching my hand back to recieve, and or pass getting to the lake. running around in the grass throwing a light up frisbee. getting butt naked and jumping off the dock. chilling in that beautiful kitchen, talking goofing off. wow i need to get home in the summer
but i cant believe all i've been through. all the friends i've made. and the things ive seen and done! look at our s/e asia pictures! OMG look at how beautiful that is. and I lived that. how privaledged I am. how I was given this life such a privaledged life. so whats the meaning of life? all the things of the past you sorely adore, all the things that are upahead that you dont even know,andthat space where the future pours out into our present to be washed into the past. when can we just chill to appreciate the coming, the now the past. i dont like how low quality face book is, pat hannah can we do a photo swap? i forgot i went to japan with ciee! omg and even though it was tiring as no other wow look at the things we did! we went clubbing in osaka! i took a road trip from mn to co, az cali and back, wow i went to hawaii for spring break with my good friends! we saw a reef shark at molokini! me max and andrew had a place together our freshman year of college! God whats it all for? but thank you I'm super grateful right now. how beautiful life really is. i guess i need not worry. life will take care of itself.
did i say i hate how crappy quality facebook is with pictures? i didnt think id be one of these 1000 picture people, guess that changed quick.
quick. lifes quick. so how do we make the most of the now? because the past is forgotten, and the future is unseen. i guess i'm confused. but this has been an amazing time. thank you.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
taking me out of hte loop for about a week.
ive done things.
good things.
umm made friends, gotten closer with church friends. I was dunked into a river brought up baptised.
I love australian people and have a huge crush on the ausie girl at church, but I'm trying my best not to do anything because I'm in not position to have a significant other in my life especially when I just dealt with a difficult sexual relationship. and now healed and trusting I had to ignore once again because I'm afraid of what soul ties may have been left.
I'm still a virgin, so I thank God for the covering he has placed in me. I was so close to the point of absolut regret and praise God for he stopped me. In all cases he pushed me through temptation and I have falled short of the glory one soo many times. Lie to the face of my mother who gave birth to me, kissing her when I had the stench of the resin on my lips as she says I can smell it as i walk away rub my lips with my hand and smell like I stuck my nose inside a bowl. Stolen hundreds of dollars maybe thousands from zumiez because it was fun, breaking into cars and stealing stereos. drinking to much wine and seducing a girl with a boy friend. tempting them into tempting myself. sin that turns me into garbage that I drags me down, puts barriers and unhappiness in the life of me. drags the spirit of joy to the depths of hell and makes me cry just for a thought of joy. I confess, repent and renounce as soon as I fall. I cry when I hear the stories of hell. I cry when another is lost. My heart burns for them so I am grateful. I am thankful for each time even when I wasnt with God, as a growing child saying prayers of dear God, please forgive me for the sins I may have commited and for the wrong things I have done. please forgive my mother, my father, and my sisters sins for they are good people. I heard a thing on selfishness recently and it stuck to my mind. what a bitter person he must have been because it turned my thinking into that people were all selfish. but that isn't our human spirit, for God did NOT make us timid, but gave us a spirit of power, of love, and of self discipline. thats my prayer. And to think I'm a person of little faith, but i turned my life into a movie once again, plugged into sigur ros at the ocean beach other during the soft afternoon light, squinting and dreaming as a child into the skies and thinking, someday I'll be able to leave this place and be at peace. thats where I want to be, because theres to much bull shit and crap on this earth to sometimes make worth living just not so great. but its still beautiful as it lasts.
and I didnt want to write because I contridictied myself on all the things I wanted to write about, but I didn't know I was going to write like this, and I didn't contradict myself. this is my heart that burns. these are the things I testify to my readers openly, especially with all the church friends i've been face booking, they have access now. I testify openly because your judgement doesn't matter, you have no right to judge me or give accusations. why am I attacking you now though? i guess its just a matter to say to myself.
I'm taking a photography black room course. I draw at drawing studio, i do drawings for sharks and of pat and hannah. I want to sell my photography and give all my money i earn to the missions fields. these are things i want. but thats according to that there are gifts and talents that are surfacing, and that It can be used to the glory of God. I'm at a pc room because i dont have interenet. i'm going to take my lap top to church tomorrow to try and skype with max. i'm going to tell my dad the things I want to do, and the things I may need financial help with. i'm trying to get a part time job at a wine bar that my teacher worked out for me. I hope scheduling works out. I hope I get accepted to hongdae, i find out in a few days. My mom sister and josh come in a few days. I'm picking them up from the air port. my times up. later
ive done things.
good things.
umm made friends, gotten closer with church friends. I was dunked into a river brought up baptised.
I love australian people and have a huge crush on the ausie girl at church, but I'm trying my best not to do anything because I'm in not position to have a significant other in my life especially when I just dealt with a difficult sexual relationship. and now healed and trusting I had to ignore once again because I'm afraid of what soul ties may have been left.
I'm still a virgin, so I thank God for the covering he has placed in me. I was so close to the point of absolut regret and praise God for he stopped me. In all cases he pushed me through temptation and I have falled short of the glory one soo many times. Lie to the face of my mother who gave birth to me, kissing her when I had the stench of the resin on my lips as she says I can smell it as i walk away rub my lips with my hand and smell like I stuck my nose inside a bowl. Stolen hundreds of dollars maybe thousands from zumiez because it was fun, breaking into cars and stealing stereos. drinking to much wine and seducing a girl with a boy friend. tempting them into tempting myself. sin that turns me into garbage that I drags me down, puts barriers and unhappiness in the life of me. drags the spirit of joy to the depths of hell and makes me cry just for a thought of joy. I confess, repent and renounce as soon as I fall. I cry when I hear the stories of hell. I cry when another is lost. My heart burns for them so I am grateful. I am thankful for each time even when I wasnt with God, as a growing child saying prayers of dear God, please forgive me for the sins I may have commited and for the wrong things I have done. please forgive my mother, my father, and my sisters sins for they are good people. I heard a thing on selfishness recently and it stuck to my mind. what a bitter person he must have been because it turned my thinking into that people were all selfish. but that isn't our human spirit, for God did NOT make us timid, but gave us a spirit of power, of love, and of self discipline. thats my prayer. And to think I'm a person of little faith, but i turned my life into a movie once again, plugged into sigur ros at the ocean beach other during the soft afternoon light, squinting and dreaming as a child into the skies and thinking, someday I'll be able to leave this place and be at peace. thats where I want to be, because theres to much bull shit and crap on this earth to sometimes make worth living just not so great. but its still beautiful as it lasts.
and I didnt want to write because I contridictied myself on all the things I wanted to write about, but I didn't know I was going to write like this, and I didn't contradict myself. this is my heart that burns. these are the things I testify to my readers openly, especially with all the church friends i've been face booking, they have access now. I testify openly because your judgement doesn't matter, you have no right to judge me or give accusations. why am I attacking you now though? i guess its just a matter to say to myself.
I'm taking a photography black room course. I draw at drawing studio, i do drawings for sharks and of pat and hannah. I want to sell my photography and give all my money i earn to the missions fields. these are things i want. but thats according to that there are gifts and talents that are surfacing, and that It can be used to the glory of God. I'm at a pc room because i dont have interenet. i'm going to take my lap top to church tomorrow to try and skype with max. i'm going to tell my dad the things I want to do, and the things I may need financial help with. i'm trying to get a part time job at a wine bar that my teacher worked out for me. I hope scheduling works out. I hope I get accepted to hongdae, i find out in a few days. My mom sister and josh come in a few days. I'm picking them up from the air port. my times up. later
Sunday, August 17, 2008
instead of writing emails.
jeese
i take my test thursday
hollar
i'll be going to hongdae in march.
art school. hollar
umm a story. i dont got nothing really. ohh i wrote another song yesterday.
called the martini song
I want to record music. but i havent told my dad yet. i need to earn some money. jakes doing his westcoast adventure in a few months, and I'm like maybe going to be like hey can I come? three a crowd? but its like I gotta go to europe too, man oh man, i make it sound like ohh i gotta but no its like YES! wow max thats going to be one wonderous adventure.
i start dark room courses the 26th. when I'm FREE!
i'm kinda in this art studio from 1:30 to 10. crazy huh? but today I switched my visa, looks like I can stay. eek i should go draw. i kinda like it. I saw pixar. talk about oriniality and like I want to do a bunch of those drawings so I can work with different media, but I gotta start somewhere, I guess it doesn't bother me to much. but my like favorite movie right now is about a girl. i mean good will hunting. yes indeed. its like so inspiring. kinda. whatever.
so its turning to sweatshirt weather. kinda. i'm sorta of steaming up but i've got that sweatshirt pat gave me. is it weird I feel akward to call him so I dont. cause I dont think i have anything to say but still want to talk to him. i called him once and hes like it was good talking to you. that was like a week ago. i havent called him since. i used to call hananh everyday just to see whats up. how come I cant do this the same way? who knows.
my dad came to church with me yesterday. its been like uber amount of years since we've attended service together. it was a pretty teary experience. what got into us? yeah fo sho we got SPIRIT!
hmmm way to be ostlund i had to face book stalk the crap out of neumillers page to see that you are going to thailand. I might be there in oct...shiznitll whos financing my butt? 헐
gosh I should be drawing. i will. i mean its like cramming before the morning test, they say you dont know, but I think cramming is doig a good job. shiznit i should've written jake instead of writing this. for hannahs sake. sa ke
i had japaense for lunch in mokdong at the registartion place. my dad just opened up about like this and that. and I'm like damn dad you got girl problems.
but i'm like shes got to open up? like wtf can we do
okay enough of that. so i've got like adopted sisters now, so they could have american citizenship or something something. so i've got 3 sisters. hey hannah you never answered sally or sam. somebody just said kiwi... why? hahah
oh i should draw. oh well. i want a bicycle.
jake build me one. max what kind of guitar are you taking to italy? i might get a small travel one, I could posibly get you once cause there super small and pretty cheap. cause i mean okay heres something to write about
i was at pixar, and the art is beautiful. but by the 3/4 way through i was burnt out. and it sucks cause the quality of art doesnt change but its my perseption and it just got old. i was in ankor wat, and we were amazed and then we just sat in one of the 1000000000 year old temples throwing rocks and talking. i mean its a good way to soak in a place but wheres the appreciation.
so max like play in the frosty streets smoking cigarettes (JK) its actually been a while and like have our cases out lookin for money. okay sams out i've gotta go. bye
jeese
i take my test thursday
hollar
i'll be going to hongdae in march.
art school. hollar
umm a story. i dont got nothing really. ohh i wrote another song yesterday.
called the martini song
I want to record music. but i havent told my dad yet. i need to earn some money. jakes doing his westcoast adventure in a few months, and I'm like maybe going to be like hey can I come? three a crowd? but its like I gotta go to europe too, man oh man, i make it sound like ohh i gotta but no its like YES! wow max thats going to be one wonderous adventure.
i start dark room courses the 26th. when I'm FREE!
i'm kinda in this art studio from 1:30 to 10. crazy huh? but today I switched my visa, looks like I can stay. eek i should go draw. i kinda like it. I saw pixar. talk about oriniality and like I want to do a bunch of those drawings so I can work with different media, but I gotta start somewhere, I guess it doesn't bother me to much. but my like favorite movie right now is about a girl. i mean good will hunting. yes indeed. its like so inspiring. kinda. whatever.
so its turning to sweatshirt weather. kinda. i'm sorta of steaming up but i've got that sweatshirt pat gave me. is it weird I feel akward to call him so I dont. cause I dont think i have anything to say but still want to talk to him. i called him once and hes like it was good talking to you. that was like a week ago. i havent called him since. i used to call hananh everyday just to see whats up. how come I cant do this the same way? who knows.
my dad came to church with me yesterday. its been like uber amount of years since we've attended service together. it was a pretty teary experience. what got into us? yeah fo sho we got SPIRIT!
hmmm way to be ostlund i had to face book stalk the crap out of neumillers page to see that you are going to thailand. I might be there in oct...shiznitll whos financing my butt? 헐
gosh I should be drawing. i will. i mean its like cramming before the morning test, they say you dont know, but I think cramming is doig a good job. shiznit i should've written jake instead of writing this. for hannahs sake. sa ke
i had japaense for lunch in mokdong at the registartion place. my dad just opened up about like this and that. and I'm like damn dad you got girl problems.
but i'm like shes got to open up? like wtf can we do
okay enough of that. so i've got like adopted sisters now, so they could have american citizenship or something something. so i've got 3 sisters. hey hannah you never answered sally or sam. somebody just said kiwi... why? hahah
oh i should draw. oh well. i want a bicycle.
jake build me one. max what kind of guitar are you taking to italy? i might get a small travel one, I could posibly get you once cause there super small and pretty cheap. cause i mean okay heres something to write about
i was at pixar, and the art is beautiful. but by the 3/4 way through i was burnt out. and it sucks cause the quality of art doesnt change but its my perseption and it just got old. i was in ankor wat, and we were amazed and then we just sat in one of the 1000000000 year old temples throwing rocks and talking. i mean its a good way to soak in a place but wheres the appreciation.
so max like play in the frosty streets smoking cigarettes (JK) its actually been a while and like have our cases out lookin for money. okay sams out i've gotta go. bye
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
max i'm busy as f till the 21st so i've only got time weekdays around 9pm minnesota or 10. if we meet up hannah you should try and find yourself on to ^^
hmm i've been listening to music, not properly though. like I have to load my little shuffe for the day and I've got to skim through all this new music I have. its no bueno. I can wait to sit, and just kill a morning and after noon listening to band after band album for album. but this skimming thing...
so thinking like waiting on stuff is better. like I look back and wish i've done some things different. but now its like wait instead of all those things you wished for, why dont you just seek for the one thing thats good. i'm thinking about mhmm and mhmm and that one specific med format camera and rangefinder that would be perfect.
so i feel I should be earning things. man this boy is like are you going to live here. maybe. are you going to die here. probably not. are you going to go back to america? i dont know. questions. I used to not talk. i mean like yeah blah hwatever. i used to ask a bunch of questions to fill the air. but after even "talking" call it talking I didn't know anything about the person or they didn't know anything about me. like WHO we were. so theres differences in talking and conversing and asking questions. I met up with a friend and like while we were talking I was weary of this and noticed we didn't ask any questions. and it was dandy. whats it worth. if I were to keep in touch or not. if I know you are good I think thats good enough for me. I was once asked oh yeah hows she doing? and like as close as I was with her, I couldnt answer that honestly, because I just didn't ask, how have you been? with sincereity. sometimes thats all that matters. anyways ...
10 rules to taking pictures, only a few of them have come to mind when I saw them in a book. its like be quick, try the hip shot, don't think(this is the best) you dont have to know what you'll be getting, be quick and don t think went well together. but we'll see.
one week. one week. then I can use charcoal. or I can paint, and not use 4 b pencils. and draw sharks, and beautiful people, and things and thangs, thugs and rappers talib and mos def lyricists. i'd really like to play music. an expanse of music. if I promise to play but don't know how to read music ...i'll have to ask about that one. music is probably one of the greatest things ever. it fuels my day dreams. like this is bad but okay so i used to question this..don't get me wrong so like sometimes I have the thought you are to follow. like once I felt obligated to follow and I was like I thought you wanted me to talk to you...oh no... nm i'm not going to go there. i'll draw in a few minutes.
for hours and hours.
^^ but I actually like it. sort of. and there having a spelling test next to me. hmmm my sister josh and mom come in like 2 weeks. ahhh! i want to watch the darjeeling limited with them right when they come, and hopefully my sister will be inspired and instead of what she said of yeah we'd love to be active and see all the toursity stuff, she'd let me give her a more chill experience. pleaseeeeeee. but i mean whatever it'll be good to see that stuff again.
my family is coming to church with me on sunday. like to make sure my church isn't a goth worship type of place. and now i'll have to be extroverted and feel akward and introduce my family to all my friends...will they talk korean or english, is christian just going to be as tangent as ever? this is something worth praying about.
pr: acceptence. good bonding with sister and josh. that we'd be like friends. dilligence. and okay I should be going.
hmmm i want a bowl cut, so then officially any picture i'm in will make me look younger than 15 years old. ive had some crazy dreams lately, like if I could draw this stuff, i'd have one heck of a fantasy movie on my hands. kinda wak stuff to its carajee. okay bye i dont want to go yet.
hmm i've been listening to music, not properly though. like I have to load my little shuffe for the day and I've got to skim through all this new music I have. its no bueno. I can wait to sit, and just kill a morning and after noon listening to band after band album for album. but this skimming thing...
so thinking like waiting on stuff is better. like I look back and wish i've done some things different. but now its like wait instead of all those things you wished for, why dont you just seek for the one thing thats good. i'm thinking about mhmm and mhmm and that one specific med format camera and rangefinder that would be perfect.
so i feel I should be earning things. man this boy is like are you going to live here. maybe. are you going to die here. probably not. are you going to go back to america? i dont know. questions. I used to not talk. i mean like yeah blah hwatever. i used to ask a bunch of questions to fill the air. but after even "talking" call it talking I didn't know anything about the person or they didn't know anything about me. like WHO we were. so theres differences in talking and conversing and asking questions. I met up with a friend and like while we were talking I was weary of this and noticed we didn't ask any questions. and it was dandy. whats it worth. if I were to keep in touch or not. if I know you are good I think thats good enough for me. I was once asked oh yeah hows she doing? and like as close as I was with her, I couldnt answer that honestly, because I just didn't ask, how have you been? with sincereity. sometimes thats all that matters. anyways ...
10 rules to taking pictures, only a few of them have come to mind when I saw them in a book. its like be quick, try the hip shot, don't think(this is the best) you dont have to know what you'll be getting, be quick and don t think went well together. but we'll see.
one week. one week. then I can use charcoal. or I can paint, and not use 4 b pencils. and draw sharks, and beautiful people, and things and thangs, thugs and rappers talib and mos def lyricists. i'd really like to play music. an expanse of music. if I promise to play but don't know how to read music ...i'll have to ask about that one. music is probably one of the greatest things ever. it fuels my day dreams. like this is bad but okay so i used to question this..don't get me wrong so like sometimes I have the thought you are to follow. like once I felt obligated to follow and I was like I thought you wanted me to talk to you...oh no... nm i'm not going to go there. i'll draw in a few minutes.
for hours and hours.
^^ but I actually like it. sort of. and there having a spelling test next to me. hmmm my sister josh and mom come in like 2 weeks. ahhh! i want to watch the darjeeling limited with them right when they come, and hopefully my sister will be inspired and instead of what she said of yeah we'd love to be active and see all the toursity stuff, she'd let me give her a more chill experience. pleaseeeeeee. but i mean whatever it'll be good to see that stuff again.
my family is coming to church with me on sunday. like to make sure my church isn't a goth worship type of place. and now i'll have to be extroverted and feel akward and introduce my family to all my friends...will they talk korean or english, is christian just going to be as tangent as ever? this is something worth praying about.
pr: acceptence. good bonding with sister and josh. that we'd be like friends. dilligence. and okay I should be going.
hmmm i want a bowl cut, so then officially any picture i'm in will make me look younger than 15 years old. ive had some crazy dreams lately, like if I could draw this stuff, i'd have one heck of a fantasy movie on my hands. kinda wak stuff to its carajee. okay bye i dont want to go yet.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
as I eat my morning cornflakes
I had a dream, a dream where everything that could go wrong in driving in a minnesota winter happened...well would this happen...period?
short and sweet here we go.
so max picks me up from my house. and I just see the headlights pull in so I exit out my front door. probably around 7 or 8 and the only light that is really visible is from the family room. with a chillen mom reading a book.
I hollar and I leave. I get in the car and the first thing we pretty much do is hook up the ipod to the cassette player, and I grab for the ipod but he insists on picking the music. I don't mind. so we get going and I'm like whens the show..do we have to to grab a bite? hes like yeah we do how about here and here (forget) so we're at the intersection by hollywood and byerlys, with the 2 turn lanes and the straight lane. we're in the middle lane and as we decided where to eat we had to go straight instead of turning, so this is all in the winter, slushy roads black ice low visibility. and we kinda spin out a little and make our way to the right lane, sort of cutting this jeep off. he just lays on his horn and he doesn't stop. i'm like dude take it easy cause we're distracted we don't turn into those small strip malls where game stop and stuff are and we're at the intersection by ridgedale library and plymouth rd. and without stopping we just slip and enter into the intersection pull a big Uie right in front of incoming traffic and start heading back into the strip mall. cause we have to make aleft and maybe cause the lines were'nt visible we were driving right into uncoming traffic and the honking starts again. is this a metaphor? anyways they yield cause they have to and we start turning in but we're blocked because a bunch of peopler are standing in the road watching the commotion. we're like move so this lady and man in front of her suv like try moving bu tthey dont, so somebody invisible grabs the lady from behind and she like gets dragged/disappears beneath the car, as her hand is disappearing she grabs the man and lik ecartoons he disappears as well. as we manage to park at that moment an angry mob comes thats been following us, that jeep guy cause we eventually turned intot he same mall he did comes up to us, and about 10 people pick up maxs car above their heads and start throwing it up and down like tossing a person. and I though they could manage but end up dropping his car onto the side. we're like wtf and as we go into get our sandwiches, I look over at the jeep man and his wife and they're wearing matching overalls and red flannel shirts and I'm like couple ts! so I like make a heart over my head and compliment them and the what was angry jeep driver looks and smiles over. so strange. so we get our sandwiches max has to do something so hes like d you have pen, and I dig in the cup on the counter for a pen but only find one, and I look over at max and he already has a pen and theres like 10 more pens in the cup. and I think then I wake up. okay church bye
short and sweet here we go.
so max picks me up from my house. and I just see the headlights pull in so I exit out my front door. probably around 7 or 8 and the only light that is really visible is from the family room. with a chillen mom reading a book.
I hollar and I leave. I get in the car and the first thing we pretty much do is hook up the ipod to the cassette player, and I grab for the ipod but he insists on picking the music. I don't mind. so we get going and I'm like whens the show..do we have to to grab a bite? hes like yeah we do how about here and here (forget) so we're at the intersection by hollywood and byerlys, with the 2 turn lanes and the straight lane. we're in the middle lane and as we decided where to eat we had to go straight instead of turning, so this is all in the winter, slushy roads black ice low visibility. and we kinda spin out a little and make our way to the right lane, sort of cutting this jeep off. he just lays on his horn and he doesn't stop. i'm like dude take it easy cause we're distracted we don't turn into those small strip malls where game stop and stuff are and we're at the intersection by ridgedale library and plymouth rd. and without stopping we just slip and enter into the intersection pull a big Uie right in front of incoming traffic and start heading back into the strip mall. cause we have to make aleft and maybe cause the lines were'nt visible we were driving right into uncoming traffic and the honking starts again. is this a metaphor? anyways they yield cause they have to and we start turning in but we're blocked because a bunch of peopler are standing in the road watching the commotion. we're like move so this lady and man in front of her suv like try moving bu tthey dont, so somebody invisible grabs the lady from behind and she like gets dragged/disappears beneath the car, as her hand is disappearing she grabs the man and lik ecartoons he disappears as well. as we manage to park at that moment an angry mob comes thats been following us, that jeep guy cause we eventually turned intot he same mall he did comes up to us, and about 10 people pick up maxs car above their heads and start throwing it up and down like tossing a person. and I though they could manage but end up dropping his car onto the side. we're like wtf and as we go into get our sandwiches, I look over at the jeep man and his wife and they're wearing matching overalls and red flannel shirts and I'm like couple ts! so I like make a heart over my head and compliment them and the what was angry jeep driver looks and smiles over. so strange. so we get our sandwiches max has to do something so hes like d you have pen, and I dig in the cup on the counter for a pen but only find one, and I look over at max and he already has a pen and theres like 10 more pens in the cup. and I think then I wake up. okay church bye
like do I smell?
kinda bad?
like wtf?
hahaha I dont think i do. except when... I'll put it as african chief puts it " my beef strong"
you dont think grandmas lie just to prove a point do you?
I mean I shower at night, I can't possibly smell by the morning?
like wtf? and I don't spend enough time around that little girl whos room I tried to get into but couldn't cause the doors locked to have her think that I smell anyways. anybody else think what I just said was creepy? hahha you have no idea keu keu keu. shes maybe unofficially or officially, perhaps news to me as well...my younger sister?? so at immigration shes like what kind of visas is your younger sister on...i'm like I don't have a youn....ohhh shes korean korean. so maybe its official. news to you guys huh? I now have my birth sister and two random sisters...jk not random. wow this went way out of line.
okay so do I smell or what?
I honestly don't think I smell. and if she can think I smell bad, wouldn't I be able to smell her as well...like this whole mutual being human thing isn't making sense right now. So like i said hello and poped on here, and my grandmas like areyou going to take a shower. I was like sure in a little bit, cause I guess I feel sticky. and then she goes off on how bad I smell, shes like even the little girl thinks so...and as shes walking off out of eye sight, even ajuma thinks so ajuma is the equivalent of middle aged woman... I tried googling it, but the epitamy of korean ajuma didn't really prove helpful. this is bs.
i'll try something tomorrow, i'll try some of that stuff they call cologne, or le toilet. and dang get off the gig of washing my clothes. man am I just being a stubborn or what? like I consulted a person and they didn't think I needed to wash my clothes EVERY time I wore them. but thinking back...I didn't do laundry as much as many others.
and sometimes yeah, you can smell your own smell. but like I just smelled myself, and I dont think I smell. so I dont really care but I mean i guess by questioning my own stench I'm trying to make the point of... I don't even know.
and I thought I had more meaningful things to write about.
I saved 60 dollars a few days ago. I tried buying a flash diffuser, de pew sa hanglish so difficult. anyways they turned out uber expensive so I made one. and the results prove subtle but meh i'd say bueno (hasn't yet really been used in real life scenarios)
made of tinfoil wrapped around a card type of thing I used this random piece of plastic and duct tape. and created a small pocket at the base where I could insert in front of the flash...get it?
without :(
with ^^
the device
can somebody say get a life? ps in the little girls room, with an unlocked door. so I could show you pictures and tell you how I supposedly smell bad. T.T ps#2 doesn't effectively work for verticle shots...and I haven't yet tried outdoors, probably ineffective, night scene is is pretty darn good. for bars and lounges, I dont think clubs cause the ceilings are high.. shutter 60 and fstop 3.5 okay bye
kinda bad?
like wtf?
hahaha I dont think i do. except when... I'll put it as african chief puts it " my beef strong"
you dont think grandmas lie just to prove a point do you?
I mean I shower at night, I can't possibly smell by the morning?
like wtf? and I don't spend enough time around that little girl whos room I tried to get into but couldn't cause the doors locked to have her think that I smell anyways. anybody else think what I just said was creepy? hahha you have no idea keu keu keu. shes maybe unofficially or officially, perhaps news to me as well...my younger sister?? so at immigration shes like what kind of visas is your younger sister on...i'm like I don't have a youn....ohhh shes korean korean. so maybe its official. news to you guys huh? I now have my birth sister and two random sisters...jk not random. wow this went way out of line.
okay so do I smell or what?
I honestly don't think I smell. and if she can think I smell bad, wouldn't I be able to smell her as well...like this whole mutual being human thing isn't making sense right now. So like i said hello and poped on here, and my grandmas like areyou going to take a shower. I was like sure in a little bit, cause I guess I feel sticky. and then she goes off on how bad I smell, shes like even the little girl thinks so...and as shes walking off out of eye sight, even ajuma thinks so ajuma is the equivalent of middle aged woman... I tried googling it, but the epitamy of korean ajuma didn't really prove helpful. this is bs.
i'll try something tomorrow, i'll try some of that stuff they call cologne, or le toilet. and dang get off the gig of washing my clothes. man am I just being a stubborn or what? like I consulted a person and they didn't think I needed to wash my clothes EVERY time I wore them. but thinking back...I didn't do laundry as much as many others.
and sometimes yeah, you can smell your own smell. but like I just smelled myself, and I dont think I smell. so I dont really care but I mean i guess by questioning my own stench I'm trying to make the point of... I don't even know.
and I thought I had more meaningful things to write about.
I saved 60 dollars a few days ago. I tried buying a flash diffuser, de pew sa hanglish so difficult. anyways they turned out uber expensive so I made one. and the results prove subtle but meh i'd say bueno (hasn't yet really been used in real life scenarios)
made of tinfoil wrapped around a card type of thing I used this random piece of plastic and duct tape. and created a small pocket at the base where I could insert in front of the flash...get it?
without :(
with ^^
the device
can somebody say get a life? ps in the little girls room, with an unlocked door. so I could show you pictures and tell you how I supposedly smell bad. T.T ps#2 doesn't effectively work for verticle shots...and I haven't yet tried outdoors, probably ineffective, night scene is is pretty darn good. for bars and lounges, I dont think clubs cause the ceilings are high.. shutter 60 and fstop 3.5 okay bye
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
my pops and i fixed the soul jazz records bag. they kept insisint I buy a new one, I was like this CANT be replaced. hmm maybe its to early. but its even got my camera holder like I specifically wanted, cause that thing keeps poking me in the back and stuff. duct tape is your friend, I mean mine.
so I took out my nose ring... but my dads was like happy sad so now hes like you can put it back in if you want , I think he just wanted the respect and such and such. Shows what being persistant does. You should have seen me, like two pliers in hand...it is convenient, like it doesn't hurt, but theres nothing there when I wash my face..cool.
man but my grandma is still on my case about washing them t shirts, I'm like cmon wear it once and hang it in the sun and its fresh and kinda clean for another wearing. keep washing it like this it'll be vintage a lil earlier than vintage standards.
I'm still a who^^ gosh I thought I saw this coming, but damn I didn't see it like this. I can't tell if shes kidding or not, shes like if you could have any car ...R32! interesting. I hope this doesn't stay in me, and the things that I want so darn bad are just things I kinda need...as like an investment type of thing... like an interface, and a mic and the things that go with that, and possibily fix my video camera ...i'm being quite vague. but i've got time and what am I waiting for, get on something. see I'm getting sucked into the material things. I don't know what it is, maybe its what i'm exposing my mind to. or that i'm being spoiled like a...yeah I guess I'd like to EARN IT! i'm not really in a position to. gosh this isn't fair. for those others who cant. I've been trying to give money to the poor lately. I don't know what it means for them, or for me. i've got a good box of clothes I'm trying to donate but to china...the hump hostel. whos got the china ronry? pat? or you? yeah i' think i'll look up that address.
note to self
I was rejected from one of my schools. same with every other applicant except for one in the music department. you dont thin they'd give my porfolio and application fee back would they?
so I totally don't think i'm good at drawing either. but I guess i'll work my butt off and make myself good...in two weeks. AHHHHHHHH!
and I'm sitting next to those two girls who goof off and get me involved in rock paper sissers YABOOOO! after I walked and opened the window after losing. so yeah my korean hasn't improved much, like I spelled happy birthday wrong, and got laughed at, I mean I saw it coming but...and my english...like a proofread paper where she had so many where to were. gosh you dumby.
I said i'd draw at home, I left the art studio with a random empty sketch book and looked for my grandmas bday present. as I had it wrapped and walked to the subway I realized I left the pad. Smiling I was like, it wasn't meant to be...keu keu keu. peter your going to fail if you continue getting joy out of not drawing. but its as sweet as skipping korean class! hahahaha wow i'd just not go and pass out for those two hours. and then look outside at the dim evening and see the kids strolling back in. sometimes I stayed alone, other times I ran downstairs to catch some din din. hollar.
I was pretty happy today. like I handed in almost everything to hongdae, i've only got a couple things left and those i'm just waiting on. after I handed my things in, I entered an elevator with three or four beautiful ladiessssssss, and I felt uncomfortable so I turned on my headphones. and I got to walk the streets, and was like wow, this is where I am right now, and right now is all that matters. I was thankful and happy. and I was like ACCEPT ME!! ahhhhhhh! whoever saw me must have thought whats this boy on, cause I was probably zoned out, smiling with like a weird excited smile like a fat boy when he finds chocolate...hahah thats bad. whatchu chuckling at fatty? find a piece of candy in yo pocket? good ol major paine.
but sam is totally not happy about me leaving without touching the paper once. I mean I arrived in hongdae and my dad called and was like, get back by 530 we're eating dinner together. As i was riding the subway I was like i'm fixing this bag tonight with my free time. and I did. and voila I don't know what is going to happen in the cold, cause the adhesive might freeze and crack...but who knows, its sturdy and doing well. hollar. and I pinned it up, with amelie and save the love. word.
okay. hmm. word to yo motha trav say hi to your fam for me. max umm so if youw ant to chat friday, I'll get on at sat at like 1, that'll be friday night 11 for you. k cool. I was like but what happens if I'm already out and about, damn just chill.
remember when we lived together? hahah i was like in a different context..do you remember when we moved in together...haha yeah do you? so kids are like declaring majors and thangs and thangs. neuscrill your like working and thangs wtf am I doing. whatever. anyways I cant wait to geek out and play bond one of these nights. whos got that bigscreen now? and the 64? with maxs extra controller...haha oh man. this is the stuff that makes me homesick so ima stop. peace.
so I took out my nose ring... but my dads was like happy sad so now hes like you can put it back in if you want , I think he just wanted the respect and such and such. Shows what being persistant does. You should have seen me, like two pliers in hand...it is convenient, like it doesn't hurt, but theres nothing there when I wash my face..cool.
man but my grandma is still on my case about washing them t shirts, I'm like cmon wear it once and hang it in the sun and its fresh and kinda clean for another wearing. keep washing it like this it'll be vintage a lil earlier than vintage standards.
I'm still a who^^ gosh I thought I saw this coming, but damn I didn't see it like this. I can't tell if shes kidding or not, shes like if you could have any car ...R32! interesting. I hope this doesn't stay in me, and the things that I want so darn bad are just things I kinda need...as like an investment type of thing... like an interface, and a mic and the things that go with that, and possibily fix my video camera ...i'm being quite vague. but i've got time and what am I waiting for, get on something. see I'm getting sucked into the material things. I don't know what it is, maybe its what i'm exposing my mind to. or that i'm being spoiled like a...yeah I guess I'd like to EARN IT! i'm not really in a position to. gosh this isn't fair. for those others who cant. I've been trying to give money to the poor lately. I don't know what it means for them, or for me. i've got a good box of clothes I'm trying to donate but to china...the hump hostel. whos got the china ronry? pat? or you? yeah i' think i'll look up that address.
note to self
| Jinmabiji Square Jinbi Rd. |
| Kunming, Yunnan Province, China |
| 650021 |
I was rejected from one of my schools. same with every other applicant except for one in the music department. you dont thin they'd give my porfolio and application fee back would they?
so I totally don't think i'm good at drawing either. but I guess i'll work my butt off and make myself good...in two weeks. AHHHHHHHH!
and I'm sitting next to those two girls who goof off and get me involved in rock paper sissers YABOOOO! after I walked and opened the window after losing. so yeah my korean hasn't improved much, like I spelled happy birthday wrong, and got laughed at, I mean I saw it coming but...and my english...like a proofread paper where she had so many where to were. gosh you dumby.
I said i'd draw at home, I left the art studio with a random empty sketch book and looked for my grandmas bday present. as I had it wrapped and walked to the subway I realized I left the pad. Smiling I was like, it wasn't meant to be...keu keu keu. peter your going to fail if you continue getting joy out of not drawing. but its as sweet as skipping korean class! hahahaha wow i'd just not go and pass out for those two hours. and then look outside at the dim evening and see the kids strolling back in. sometimes I stayed alone, other times I ran downstairs to catch some din din. hollar.
I was pretty happy today. like I handed in almost everything to hongdae, i've only got a couple things left and those i'm just waiting on. after I handed my things in, I entered an elevator with three or four beautiful ladiessssssss, and I felt uncomfortable so I turned on my headphones. and I got to walk the streets, and was like wow, this is where I am right now, and right now is all that matters. I was thankful and happy. and I was like ACCEPT ME!! ahhhhhhh! whoever saw me must have thought whats this boy on, cause I was probably zoned out, smiling with like a weird excited smile like a fat boy when he finds chocolate...hahah thats bad. whatchu chuckling at fatty? find a piece of candy in yo pocket? good ol major paine.
but sam is totally not happy about me leaving without touching the paper once. I mean I arrived in hongdae and my dad called and was like, get back by 530 we're eating dinner together. As i was riding the subway I was like i'm fixing this bag tonight with my free time. and I did. and voila I don't know what is going to happen in the cold, cause the adhesive might freeze and crack...but who knows, its sturdy and doing well. hollar. and I pinned it up, with amelie and save the love. word.
okay. hmm. word to yo motha trav say hi to your fam for me. max umm so if youw ant to chat friday, I'll get on at sat at like 1, that'll be friday night 11 for you. k cool. I was like but what happens if I'm already out and about, damn just chill.
remember when we lived together? hahah i was like in a different context..do you remember when we moved in together...haha yeah do you? so kids are like declaring majors and thangs and thangs. neuscrill your like working and thangs wtf am I doing. whatever. anyways I cant wait to geek out and play bond one of these nights. whos got that bigscreen now? and the 64? with maxs extra controller...haha oh man. this is the stuff that makes me homesick so ima stop. peace.
Monday, August 4, 2008
i'm trying to reverse the 왕타 (loner, wangta, o is ING ㅗ is O ㅏis A ㅘ is WAH say oa like vowel sounds really fast) , to 같이 (ㄱis Gㅏ is A ㅌis T ㅇis silent ㅣis E or I gat che)
wow that took a bit. hmm so I updated, I have a second blog, but its a religious blog so it may not relate and a third as a matter, the one we made in writing class and like I totally thought I didn't know what blogging was when I first created this one. that class was dope. anyways...
my right earbud stopped working, after examining the small wire has become seperated from that other metal piece, and damn is that small for me to try and sauder into that thing. we'll have to wait and see. and thats to bad cause I've got a harddrive full of music I havent listened to yet, and I'm trying to get top notch sound quality here, cmon whyd you have to bust. I've been digging an alternative music lately, and a pretty epic post rock music, and then a very hip hoppy not that bonk rap. okay so marcus an african american brother at my church did such a sick rendition of a kweli song. and then he came out with an original r and b hip hop with haewon and I was like damn i'd like get soulfull with this music! I gave him props and all that jazz, cause that was pimp.
i'm trying to stop swear, but I really enjoy the endless possibilities of how to accentuate, and I had to look at dictionary.com to see how to spell that, exentuate, you dumby. accent my gosh.
and as I put on music, I add a few hours worth of songs, of things I don't know, but I briefly preview, and even though I doesn't blow me away at first, I realized once I stop trying to enjoy, and just listen to the music, I always end up getting into it. talk about personal biases proudnesses and things like that. What gives us boundaries like that?...oh yeah hollywood...jk not really but rame.
I'd like to start recording again. Like I went skating last night, and I skated and saw this person sitting on their board and I talked to them for a bit. She had the lense I want..10-22 mm its such a sweet lens. anways I did my rounds, oh yeah I went out inspired, pumped up. dykstramyskate on youtube, hes bomb and I like the song, what song is that? anyways going out inspired is like the way to do things. in all things, I think i have to get my friends a little pumped on me coming home...to be determined, and I did a little pumping up ( should do more wiki research) about seeing max in the winter time. I'm already thinking about wearing sweaters and jackets and scarves and hats again, man summer, why dont you get chilly at night? and ac I despise you, you make me cold when I shouldn't be. you use energy when I just need to sit still for 5 minutes in a shaded area with a breeze. damn you ac. anyways I'll talk with you and we'll look up wiki and see where our minds take us.
man why cant the news be inspiring? you know the perspective you look at things, you see up or you see down. something crappy happens, and if you find a way to try and look at it optimistically, then your not so worked up. but damn if you dwell on it negatively, you sure will have a head ache. well i'll just look else where.
well i'm a wh^^ I zoned out on flickr and the web for another hour than I should have been. good night. T.T
^@ㅅ@^ those without korean on their computer may not understand the ??? that come as a replacement.
wow that took a bit. hmm so I updated, I have a second blog, but its a religious blog so it may not relate and a third as a matter, the one we made in writing class and like I totally thought I didn't know what blogging was when I first created this one. that class was dope. anyways...
my right earbud stopped working, after examining the small wire has become seperated from that other metal piece, and damn is that small for me to try and sauder into that thing. we'll have to wait and see. and thats to bad cause I've got a harddrive full of music I havent listened to yet, and I'm trying to get top notch sound quality here, cmon whyd you have to bust. I've been digging an alternative music lately, and a pretty epic post rock music, and then a very hip hoppy not that bonk rap. okay so marcus an african american brother at my church did such a sick rendition of a kweli song. and then he came out with an original r and b hip hop with haewon and I was like damn i'd like get soulfull with this music! I gave him props and all that jazz, cause that was pimp.
i'm trying to stop swear, but I really enjoy the endless possibilities of how to accentuate, and I had to look at dictionary.com to see how to spell that, exentuate, you dumby. accent my gosh.
and as I put on music, I add a few hours worth of songs, of things I don't know, but I briefly preview, and even though I doesn't blow me away at first, I realized once I stop trying to enjoy, and just listen to the music, I always end up getting into it. talk about personal biases proudnesses and things like that. What gives us boundaries like that?...oh yeah hollywood...jk not really but rame.
I'd like to start recording again. Like I went skating last night, and I skated and saw this person sitting on their board and I talked to them for a bit. She had the lense I want..10-22 mm its such a sweet lens. anways I did my rounds, oh yeah I went out inspired, pumped up. dykstramyskate on youtube, hes bomb and I like the song, what song is that? anyways going out inspired is like the way to do things. in all things, I think i have to get my friends a little pumped on me coming home...to be determined, and I did a little pumping up ( should do more wiki research) about seeing max in the winter time. I'm already thinking about wearing sweaters and jackets and scarves and hats again, man summer, why dont you get chilly at night? and ac I despise you, you make me cold when I shouldn't be. you use energy when I just need to sit still for 5 minutes in a shaded area with a breeze. damn you ac. anyways I'll talk with you and we'll look up wiki and see where our minds take us.
man why cant the news be inspiring? you know the perspective you look at things, you see up or you see down. something crappy happens, and if you find a way to try and look at it optimistically, then your not so worked up. but damn if you dwell on it negatively, you sure will have a head ache. well i'll just look else where.
well i'm a wh^^ I zoned out on flickr and the web for another hour than I should have been. good night. T.T
^@ㅅ@^ those without korean on their computer may not understand the ??? that come as a replacement.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
so the touch of pen has lost its touch. for a temporary time maybe my calling is to write online. so this one goes out to the one and only hobo choe.
I guess in a sense, i havent been inspired to write, so the pages I wrote in her book are quite random, and as far as writing from the heart goes, was very surface leveled.
hmm i've moved on, almost too quickly from the people i've said bye to. I dont understand why either because I have the heart to love and embrace, I guess it catches up with me later. I looked at her book, and realized how quickly she reached so many of you guys, how she has been herself this whole time and it only took me another whole semester to realize how wonderful of a person she is to be around. I mean not as a replacement, but when yak left, I am spending the equivalent time that I saw him ( like everyday) with her, and with this left over time I'm going to have to do something good, to make myself better, because spending time with her is just good. period. so I left a bunch of pictures on her desktop to remind her of me...keu keu keu, and its a bit bitter because it'll just remind her of the times we had, but it will also be a reminder that there are many more times to come, and ever better and even more joyful times to come in our lives.
my prof picture now has meaning. the trio is present, one behind the camera, and the two playing the tico drums. mhmm yes sir yes sir I do love these kids. and don't get me wrong, its only cause shes leaving that shes getting this blog post, and I mention you other foolios too so...its daylight, i havent slept yet, and I have to go to church in a few hours. I wish I could just go to the air port with hannah. maybe I will, I mean I was just in the chapel last night for a good service on giving. giving your heart out, to be blessed and be a blessing. I'm trying to think of how i've been blessed in the relationships I've built here, and I think they have led me to who I want to be, and who I want to become. they have shown me love, and helped and been there to challenge me and support me.
anyways hannah, I'm sory I keep posting pictures on your desktop, it might make you cry, but not in front of people because I know you dont cry in front of people anymore...hahah how embarrasing...jk sorry, but i'm still posting this. back to the pen i suppose? there sleeping, haha its pretty cute. but I wont take pictures, or maybe i'll grab one of aarons cameras and suprise him, he'll be like what the. its precious anyways.
so whats it like...to be on an air plane back home, when you don't really want to go? we've said bye to sooo many people, but ourselves haven't left and soon who will be left? when will I get a chance to say hello again? hopefully soon. movies are probably some of the greatest things ever. they show me how imperfect humans are from a voyeurs perspective, and I feel if I was in the same situation in reality, and took a moment to put life on hold and dwell in a movie, I'd be able to resolve after. I think. We watched eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, and it was quite beautiful. what do we do? just enjoy it... as the last memory fades into the darkness. gawd let us just enjoy life with grateful hearts. that we are given so much joy and love that we have everything we need in each other. love love. and the pen stops and i feel sadness. but its only temporary for when we meet again, it'll be the honey of BEES!? hahah shes going to cry, i betchu. am I going to cry? shiznit..
Thursday, July 31, 2008
play along with me aright? be descriptive and imaginative let you decide.
aright first, if you were to take a journey and take an animal with you, which animal would you take, and list three adjectives why you would.
before starting off on your journey you've got to stop by home, just for a moment, tell me the first thing you see of your home...be descriptive in your details and tell me the mood and feeling of your environment.
then you step inside, what do you see, whats the lighting like, how do you feel etc etc.
okay now you're ready after stopping in your home to being your adventure. you and your animal start off at a cave. its dark so you'll have to carry (a) candle(s), how many will you take with you? how will you enter your cave? send in your animal first? go together? so forth...
once you exit the cave your at a river, and you're to cross it...once again how will you cross?
then you are across and at a cottage, and there are white and red roses. you are to pick a dozen into a bouquet, how will you arrange your flowers?
in your cottage you are to grow crops of any sort, what would you grow, how would you pick your crop, how large is your land?
to be continued.
I was only recently reminded what writing to people means. yaks like write to me, call me! like I want to hear from you! ahhh I see yak, oh thats what she means, write from the heart. okay.
funny but theres a nepenthes in this house, I'm happy to see you old friend. I wish you were mine though back home, have you grown? are you capturing critters in your pitchers?
I've got to work on swearing. but bak take me home and fishing.
aright first, if you were to take a journey and take an animal with you, which animal would you take, and list three adjectives why you would.
before starting off on your journey you've got to stop by home, just for a moment, tell me the first thing you see of your home...be descriptive in your details and tell me the mood and feeling of your environment.
then you step inside, what do you see, whats the lighting like, how do you feel etc etc.
okay now you're ready after stopping in your home to being your adventure. you and your animal start off at a cave. its dark so you'll have to carry (a) candle(s), how many will you take with you? how will you enter your cave? send in your animal first? go together? so forth...
once you exit the cave your at a river, and you're to cross it...once again how will you cross?
then you are across and at a cottage, and there are white and red roses. you are to pick a dozen into a bouquet, how will you arrange your flowers?
in your cottage you are to grow crops of any sort, what would you grow, how would you pick your crop, how large is your land?
to be continued.
I was only recently reminded what writing to people means. yaks like write to me, call me! like I want to hear from you! ahhh I see yak, oh thats what she means, write from the heart. okay.
funny but theres a nepenthes in this house, I'm happy to see you old friend. I wish you were mine though back home, have you grown? are you capturing critters in your pitchers?
I've got to work on swearing. but bak take me home and fishing.
Monday, July 28, 2008
같이 (together)
Is something still...I need to grow in.
Even at church, I'm part of a team, we serve and its a good thing. Then we're let loose (i am) into the crowd around the snacks and I'm hopeless. I could barely manage to approach anybody so I went and looked at the books on the table. I'm so akward( in the way it should be good, cause akward people are interesting) but I refuse to be akward and be akward with people, get it? I get sucked down in the akward instead of using akward for good. i drives me to where I leave. and I didn't go bowling, and didn't celebrate anitas and brians birthday. cause peter your a lil ... I should tell myself it isn't about me. but I do so then these things I do are 1 conceded, 2 selfish, 3 not family like. and when I leave I feel free, but what good would it be if everybody disappeared and I was left alone, feeling free?
I left drawing class, wandered with joseph for a while, then after we left I wandered some more, trying to shop with no success. I left for home after telling hannah I was to cashed to come out. Which I rode a bus today to 고천(go chan) instead of 고촌(go chon) so I didn't even end up going to my pottery studio cause I was an hour on the other side of town. haha dumby. continuing I went home, came and ate dinner with my dad mmmhm and mmhmm and we talked some. I'm getting a little better at the dinner talking, but its hit or miss. more or less less. anyways i've been getting shot the idea of not going to college (me is like I think itd be good to go to college) but my sam sansaengnem teacher was like well i talked to a friend and i think for you to take the most out of learning ceramics, you should learn under a master...weird, just calling it master. anyways I couldn't agree more, cause as far as art school goes its pretty surface based, so we'll see, if it goes well I'll be in college by march, and occasionaly go see a master potter. that was good, and my dad just said so you want to study under a master instead of going to college? I was like yeah but I think i'td be good to go to college. wow how chill is he, he doesn't even mind if I drop out. which I haven't. keu keu keu hannah kill me.
so I was like nobody going to do any exercise tonight, cause they usually do their routine at night, but I came home early today. nobody went so I should have asked the juyoung if she wanted to come out with me, but I didn't. needs an inviting spirit. so I went, skated out front, back and forth it was aright. I could use a friend but I met a boy outside, we talked for a while, kids are the strangest things, but their aright.
anyways how you doing? i'm aright.
I found a classical guitar on the street last night, full of dust it was sitting outside under the awning, busted strings and all that good stuff.
hannah this is for you..
I feel quite (fill this word) pretty gay works.
Even at church, I'm part of a team, we serve and its a good thing. Then we're let loose (i am) into the crowd around the snacks and I'm hopeless. I could barely manage to approach anybody so I went and looked at the books on the table. I'm so akward( in the way it should be good, cause akward people are interesting) but I refuse to be akward and be akward with people, get it? I get sucked down in the akward instead of using akward for good. i drives me to where I leave. and I didn't go bowling, and didn't celebrate anitas and brians birthday. cause peter your a lil ... I should tell myself it isn't about me. but I do so then these things I do are 1 conceded, 2 selfish, 3 not family like. and when I leave I feel free, but what good would it be if everybody disappeared and I was left alone, feeling free?
I left drawing class, wandered with joseph for a while, then after we left I wandered some more, trying to shop with no success. I left for home after telling hannah I was to cashed to come out. Which I rode a bus today to 고천(go chan) instead of 고촌(go chon) so I didn't even end up going to my pottery studio cause I was an hour on the other side of town. haha dumby. continuing I went home, came and ate dinner with my dad mmmhm and mmhmm and we talked some. I'm getting a little better at the dinner talking, but its hit or miss. more or less less. anyways i've been getting shot the idea of not going to college (me is like I think itd be good to go to college) but my sam sansaengnem teacher was like well i talked to a friend and i think for you to take the most out of learning ceramics, you should learn under a master...weird, just calling it master. anyways I couldn't agree more, cause as far as art school goes its pretty surface based, so we'll see, if it goes well I'll be in college by march, and occasionaly go see a master potter. that was good, and my dad just said so you want to study under a master instead of going to college? I was like yeah but I think i'td be good to go to college. wow how chill is he, he doesn't even mind if I drop out. which I haven't. keu keu keu hannah kill me.
so I was like nobody going to do any exercise tonight, cause they usually do their routine at night, but I came home early today. nobody went so I should have asked the juyoung if she wanted to come out with me, but I didn't. needs an inviting spirit. so I went, skated out front, back and forth it was aright. I could use a friend but I met a boy outside, we talked for a while, kids are the strangest things, but their aright.
anyways how you doing? i'm aright.
I found a classical guitar on the street last night, full of dust it was sitting outside under the awning, busted strings and all that good stuff.
hannah this is for you..
I feel quite (fill this word) pretty gay works.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
I drove the streets of seoul for the first time ever today in a car i'm not worthy to drive keu keu keu 91 acura nsx. I entered the base and was like thats my dads whip. I met my dad and hes like you gotta walk to the restraunt, or you can take that car...i'm like okay word and then just go park it at the apartment. we drove and ate, drove to the px but I couldn't get in cause I didn't have my ration card, then we didn't go park it but went for a joy ride instead. we tried going up namsan but cut it short due to time. but I'd be happy with a vw beatle. ^^ like that black one across the street super old school.
I got stuck in traffic, realized having a car was stupid, so I turn back to public transportation as being key. late enough I got home, helped my dads girl friend with the groceries and showered and dressed. my dad lectured me on wearing proper and clean clothes, american clothes blah blah imagery blah blah blah I don't really care. but hes like were getting you a suit tomorrow...okay whatever dad...i'm actually kinda diggin the idea after the matter. after the lecture i'm like 괜찮어? is it okay? haha he laughed for some reason, I guess the fact that I just didn't take him seriously at all. like every day he slips in taking out my nose ring with his lectures and I'm like haha...nervous turtle...sure dad, someday. but hes a good mentor these days, somebody i've needed to get to know. and hes teaching me things, like get your responsibilities done right away, now hes trying to teach me to wear clean clothes, and all what I need to get down on is being on time.
So i dressed, and hes like youve only got 30 minutes and your going across town, what do you need? just go. I said cell phone and camera...oh yeah shoes. so I'm supposedly twenty minutes late to the 6 o'clock wedding that started at 6:30. good jorb pastor christian and erin, way to know I'd be late..keu keu keu yeah right. and as i'm on the train I text hannah, I forgot my INVITATION! as a joke. and I text pat, thanks for the clothes, other wise I'd look like a crackhead...to be posted (me looking like THE crackhead from chapelle show)
yeah doodle doodle dabbla dabble dancing..! Stronger came on and my mediocre rock and be a stranger on the outside jumped with raised arms and I enterd the circle with my sudo c walk and christians like go peter go peter. but I was like christian I hope this is your best day ever. period.
two people come in Gods presence, to be united as one, to be given each other so perfectly. God I'm... jokingly Da Me was like your going to be my dance partner right? i was like sure. but the one grab a partner song I ran to grab her but shes like give me a minute...whats that. I turned back and saw elise walking to her seat and it was nice, being in that intimate setting again, under good intentions. It was nice seeing everybody in a group again, but there all trickling away.
I came home, was like no don't please. only 10 minutes. I did pick out my peices for my porfolio though which was required. but now i'm killing time, listening to sigur ros and watching that video we watched at hannahs, and I left my 4gb by your window on top of of a book or something hannah. okay. but now its 140 and I shouldn't be sitting here
so I think my dads evening was good, cause his whistling and singing. this is of the moment. keu keu keu I should stop cause i'm embarrasing him...keu keu keu bye
I got stuck in traffic, realized having a car was stupid, so I turn back to public transportation as being key. late enough I got home, helped my dads girl friend with the groceries and showered and dressed. my dad lectured me on wearing proper and clean clothes, american clothes blah blah imagery blah blah blah I don't really care. but hes like were getting you a suit tomorrow...okay whatever dad...i'm actually kinda diggin the idea after the matter. after the lecture i'm like 괜찮어? is it okay? haha he laughed for some reason, I guess the fact that I just didn't take him seriously at all. like every day he slips in taking out my nose ring with his lectures and I'm like haha...nervous turtle...sure dad, someday. but hes a good mentor these days, somebody i've needed to get to know. and hes teaching me things, like get your responsibilities done right away, now hes trying to teach me to wear clean clothes, and all what I need to get down on is being on time.
So i dressed, and hes like youve only got 30 minutes and your going across town, what do you need? just go. I said cell phone and camera...oh yeah shoes. so I'm supposedly twenty minutes late to the 6 o'clock wedding that started at 6:30. good jorb pastor christian and erin, way to know I'd be late..keu keu keu yeah right. and as i'm on the train I text hannah, I forgot my INVITATION! as a joke. and I text pat, thanks for the clothes, other wise I'd look like a crackhead...to be posted (me looking like THE crackhead from chapelle show)
yeah doodle doodle dabbla dabble dancing..! Stronger came on and my mediocre rock and be a stranger on the outside jumped with raised arms and I enterd the circle with my sudo c walk and christians like go peter go peter. but I was like christian I hope this is your best day ever. period.
two people come in Gods presence, to be united as one, to be given each other so perfectly. God I'm... jokingly Da Me was like your going to be my dance partner right? i was like sure. but the one grab a partner song I ran to grab her but shes like give me a minute...whats that. I turned back and saw elise walking to her seat and it was nice, being in that intimate setting again, under good intentions. It was nice seeing everybody in a group again, but there all trickling away.
I came home, was like no don't please. only 10 minutes. I did pick out my peices for my porfolio though which was required. but now i'm killing time, listening to sigur ros and watching that video we watched at hannahs, and I left my 4gb by your window on top of of a book or something hannah. okay. but now its 140 and I shouldn't be sitting here
so I think my dads evening was good, cause his whistling and singing. this is of the moment. keu keu keu I should stop cause i'm embarrasing him...keu keu keu bye
Friday, July 25, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
title it
throwing it back...semi old school
with some fugees, boys II men, eminem, some trenchtown rock.
I took like my small amount of music from hannah, on a portable usb drive that dangles from my cellular phone.
Super flustered after trying to write an essay, I ended up taking out two huge paragraphs, pwehh less is more I suppose. The things I see, a white lap top, with a little yellow duck sticker next to the web cam. An empty mocha starbucks coffee glass, an empty caramel bucket, apple plug in, slr, febrrezz ipod charger bangles lotion nail polish finger nail clipper harddrive water 100000000dollar check skull drawing smoking skull tapestry giant coopers phone number on a torn paper bear claw pillow s/e asia ronly piles of clothes a dozen water bottles hiden in the cubbard rubber band box blankets shoes duck tape cereal box contax solution deoderant empty coffee can coke can bakass garbage bag mo jazzy flyer moleskin scarf piles of clothes socks mittens slppers glasses cases hobo microwave books dvd box set(unknown) what is it? postcards mirror, suitcase yellow shoe, its still early, cool man" shit so much trash behind me that I didn't see murakami book bottles my murakami book (max check out murakami) did anna give you that? haha no I sort of acuired it..." you ass hole". hehe haha can you buy toilet paper and water? ^^give me five minutes...never! nujabes is so good. blanks old glasses, dust , yes I see dust. canon box, green bag that looks like a vest haha, i'm going to miss pat face mast, god we spent so much time together, a disgusting amount of time together, i mean that in a good way. do you read my blog. yes. yes as in... some outkast reflection old blog posts
hmm ohhhhh one of my favs nausica of the valley of wind beer can freshly opened ^^ i'm just straight kickin it aint nobody as dope as me i'm just so...nah not really
so in the days of rome, they used to use sponges on sticks sitting in salt water sketch book ou est le petit prince wow kunming train ticket ghostwriter gimme me shelter...please. thank you. I love you. ^^
we watched a kelly clarkson video, but she has a super good guitarist with her, makes me miss...things... keu keu keu
take: andrew bird, modest mouse, mogwai, of montreal, pixies cranberries, got the bobbing head happening
i've got a sore throat, why? I could go for a show, but tickets are crazy expensive here. wtf blind melon is putting on a show...why?
gross"
shit cause i'm not a huge fan, but sigur ros is going to minneapolis, 9/25, when can I go home?
anyways its hella beautiful. like where I would book my ass a ticket home...or fly to japan in october. its probably one of the things I miss most.." shows. period. hannah. but i concur. do you concur?
i want to cry because its so beautiful. and its so sad because it says mpls, when they rarely tour. seul pa so bitter sweet and lovely. i' think im in love. and she screams ahhh FUCK! and its so sad because shes going next weekend. now in my inside i'm shouting FUCK!
i'm like maybe the things I don't like I end up loving...keukeukeu, like you..."im flatered to be compared to sigur ros. environmental expression, how scenary reflects music.
so maybe...how do I obtain money? yeah I know but really can you do something peter man? like teach more english...boong screw that.
what artists came from minnesota? bob dylan...prince...you guys win. hollar.
omg red rocks.. someday i'll be there.
and ice land. i'll be there someday.
Its pretty inspiring, watching documentaries, especially on music. a combination of two expressions, piggy backing off each other. maybe i'm to ambitious, and i'm at no point to be. not even in school but should it matter.no it shouldn't hinder me. but do i have time, where do my mornings go, who can give me lessons? i'm just a student, how can I expect to create when I cant be above the teachings. but its beautiful, and I have learned, use your mind for something. create a project, take charge and create a project. but my excuse for life has been talk is cheap. so fuck man.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
transform please
when I go home I want to;
Have a wicked dance party, to wicked dance party standards. I dont think i've experienced this. Like look down or something to an extreme of what justice seems.
well come on. wouldn't you like to party with me?
ㅋㅋㅋ on time we threw a party at amars house. I think we had a keg. and I brought my own cup ㅋㅋㅋ but moving on we totally denied this one girl all night cause she had to drive. I remember walking in, seeing the krew chillen around a grill, cups in hand. thats always a good sight. oh weird I think halfway through the night julia drove me and max to my house and we picked up like guitars and amps and shit. woe I miss her. she was just down. anyways all the nights at this dudes house are just great. so chilled drank whatever we do and it was my mission to not pass out. so when I was at that point I explored looking for a place to crash, I guess I failed because apparantly I did black out and this is what my friends say. Yeah we were just chillen in amars room and you came through the door and just lied right in the middle of the floor, passed out smiling. we shot you like 20 times with the air zookah and your hair would poof and settle, and you were still passed out smiling. hahah I left such a mess in the morning, I was hung over and just didn't want to help, so I got dropped off like near first thing. haha I talked to the kid later hes like what the fuck you even left your shoes hahah and juan still has them to this day. whyd you have to wear my shoes anyways?
julia gulia and I
and this is a quarter of us (and the potential)
Have a wicked dance party, to wicked dance party standards. I dont think i've experienced this. Like look down or something to an extreme of what justice seems.
well come on. wouldn't you like to party with me?
ㅋㅋㅋ on time we threw a party at amars house. I think we had a keg. and I brought my own cup ㅋㅋㅋ but moving on we totally denied this one girl all night cause she had to drive. I remember walking in, seeing the krew chillen around a grill, cups in hand. thats always a good sight. oh weird I think halfway through the night julia drove me and max to my house and we picked up like guitars and amps and shit. woe I miss her. she was just down. anyways all the nights at this dudes house are just great. so chilled drank whatever we do and it was my mission to not pass out. so when I was at that point I explored looking for a place to crash, I guess I failed because apparantly I did black out and this is what my friends say. Yeah we were just chillen in amars room and you came through the door and just lied right in the middle of the floor, passed out smiling. we shot you like 20 times with the air zookah and your hair would poof and settle, and you were still passed out smiling. hahah I left such a mess in the morning, I was hung over and just didn't want to help, so I got dropped off like near first thing. haha I talked to the kid later hes like what the fuck you even left your shoes hahah and juan still has them to this day. whyd you have to wear my shoes anyways?
julia gulia and I
and this is a quarter of us (and the potential)
Thursday, July 17, 2008
I'm stuck on this thing. Internet is killing me.
but might as well say something. Like it isn't about me. so I'll just umm break out of this "shell" thats been created. I guess i'm more focused on communicating as well. I can't remember but I realized talking is so important in knowing somebody. but I guess thats a no brainer.
Talk is cheap though, so lets stay tuned to see if I enjoi. I talked to a random guy on the subway next to me...I kept thinking he knew I wasn't american, So I was like where are you from my brother.. and we talked for a few stops and I said thanks and left him.
but its that burning I get, when they expect me to say something, then I've got to drive through processes, okay your going to have to say something eventually so mine as well just do it already..okay counting down 10 9 okay at 7 your doing this. sometimes it works, others time like in shows where i'm like okay get in front of that person, move get a better spot 10 9876654321 and i'm still stuck. probably cause i'm just to content. not to mention it sucks but I care about others feelings to much. not like that but like am I being noisy, inappropriate, a nusance. hmm so these are some things we've got to take care of.
I met a person, she used to be quiet, but now she actually talks a lot... I was like howd that happen? she didn't know. I guess thats not everything. I should probably go meet hannah. later
but might as well say something. Like it isn't about me. so I'll just umm break out of this "shell" thats been created. I guess i'm more focused on communicating as well. I can't remember but I realized talking is so important in knowing somebody. but I guess thats a no brainer.
Talk is cheap though, so lets stay tuned to see if I enjoi. I talked to a random guy on the subway next to me...I kept thinking he knew I wasn't american, So I was like where are you from my brother.. and we talked for a few stops and I said thanks and left him.
but its that burning I get, when they expect me to say something, then I've got to drive through processes, okay your going to have to say something eventually so mine as well just do it already..okay counting down 10 9 okay at 7 your doing this. sometimes it works, others time like in shows where i'm like okay get in front of that person, move get a better spot 10 9876654321 and i'm still stuck. probably cause i'm just to content. not to mention it sucks but I care about others feelings to much. not like that but like am I being noisy, inappropriate, a nusance. hmm so these are some things we've got to take care of.
I met a person, she used to be quiet, but now she actually talks a lot... I was like howd that happen? she didn't know. I guess thats not everything. I should probably go meet hannah. later
Hannah
yes i'm going to the gallery
and no i didn't see joseph
2:48amPeter
what time ish?
2:48amHannah
i'm meeting her at 130
2:49amPeter
ic
2:49amHannah
oh
2:49amPeter
maybe then
2:49amHannah
so
i looked aty our paper
and tweaked the grammar and spelling mistakes
2:49amPeter
oh yeah how is it?
2:49amHannah
i like what you wrote but
2:49amPeter
oh must be a bunch of those
2:49amHannah
i think you should maybe
tweak the structure of it?
liek the format
and simplify it
2:49amPeter
hmmm
yeah it was pretty raw
that was like one go, so I havent even looked at it myself
i kinda need one of the koreans to help me translate that thing to...
2:50amHannah
sunsengnim isn't?
i still think you should shorten it
b/c some of the things you say more than once
so you could easily trim it
2:51amPeter
hmm, so you want to send me what you fixed and go off that?
2:51amHannah
for sure
i double spaced
i think your
plan of study
is good
so you don't have to change that part
2:52amPeter
does it need more?
2:52amHannah
mm
if anything, i htink it needs less
and like.. more focus on format
2:53amPeter
whats format mean?
2:53amHannah
b/c to my knowledge.. all of these essay type things... people like things in small packages
oh like
in what order you talk about things
and the way you split paragraphs
2:53amPeter
oh yeah, i'm prety random, oganization was always my weakest link
ㅋㅋ thats lame
okay so you sending it over?
2:54amHannah
yes hold on
well
i'll go to art studio tomorrow
we can talk it over
i think like
if you concentrate the similar stuff into a simpler format
it can be a lot more effective
in what you're trying to say
2:55amPeter
yeah I guess I do like the follow me here and following me there, maybe not so effective
lots of hints no bueno
2:55amHannah
yeh
it kind of goes back and forth
b/c i think you were trying to go somewhat chronologically
in like a timeline
2:57amPeter
maybe I think your write
i cant remember what I wrote that well tho
2:58amHannah
it's not about changing what you wrote
just changing how the reader reads it
2:58amPeter
hmm good point
2:59amPeter
youve just officially made the header of my blog
3:01amHannah
hahahaha you're on crack
3:01amPeter
maybe i'll go die now. cya tomorrow?
haha yes yes i am
3:01amHannah
are you coming to the museum w/ us
3:01amPeter
maybe, probably.
did you send me that paper?
3:01amHannah
yeh
3:01amPeter
yesn thank you
3:01amHannah
haha no prob
3:02amPeter
umm okay i'll probalby just pretend to leave by signing off, but sit coninually listening to these songs on repeat
ㅋㅋㅋ
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=11880971
Hannah
peepers
2:45amPeter
i know
2:45amHannah
i hate you
haha
i tried calling you
but your phone died
2:45amPeter
hahah hi hannah, my pop up blocker wont let me get on aim
yes it did
why what did you do?
just now?
2:46amHannah
nothing
i watched
willy wonka
the original one
stop writing on my wall!
hahahahah
2:47amPeter
ㅋㅋㅋ
are you still going to the gallery tomorrow?
and did you see joseph?
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