I'm a criminal, we are all criminals

Im in sociology class right now. Man, these summer classes are super long, I fall asleep halfway into the class. But, we are talking about deviance and crime and I think its about time that I tell you my deepest criminal secret....

Ummm, I'm a SMOOTH criminal.

good bye.

JP.

moving, planning, failing

I really am moving... a couple blocks down from where I live now. To avoid rent increase charges, ridiculous! We have to be moved out by the 3rd, leaving very little time to pack everything since I have things scheduled and parents have work.

So, as a solution, I will sleep early and wake up early to pack things. Then, attend whatever I need to attend to later in the day.


I know this plan will fail just as my $5/week budget did.

Summer Lovin'

I am really loving it here in SF.

I have a couple of days left to do nothing, but I want to do many things and make the summer enjoyable.

I just came back from camping (and rafting). And I really enjoyed something very simple yet practical: my growth in the Lord has nothing to do with my doings, but on how open I am to receive Him and be filled with Him.

Make this my daily experience.

night,
JP.

Summer

I really can't believe it's summer!

So I've been making a lot of commitments, but I need some way to keep track of my summer schedule.
This post is for me, not you.

Wednesday: College Meeting? @ night
Thursday: Home Meeting @ night
Friday: YP Meeting @ night
Sunday: Church in morning, table @ 5

Tomorrow: DNA Test
July 19 - 21: Camping
July 21: softball with brothers (if I make it in time)
July 1: Catering
July 6 - 12: College Training @ Sacramento
July 13 - Aug 13: Skyline class (8-12)
After Aug 13: Family Vacation

...and somewhere, work at Cold Stone if I get scheduled.

And now, for you....


I really want the summer sun, but SF is not weather-consistent. I always wear the wrong type of clothes, I never dress up for the weather. In LA, however, it's safe to wear shorts, shirt and flip-flop. If it gets cold, a sweater will do.
But here, I guess putting as much layers on is the safe bet, if it gets warm, just take them off!

This reminds me, I need to but polos, dress shoes, dress pants.

Gooterbygen.
JP.

On the go

Life is always on the move.

I can't believe how fast things are moving and yet I feel as if nothing (of my self) is moving forward. It feels like I'm still on the same ground. One year of college down, moving apartments again, my lil bro turned 11.

It' summer, no plans, no job, no obligations. Just a summer of relaxation, before the hussle and bustle of school and stress rolls back in.

Actually I have some plans:
July 6-12: College Conference, Sacramento
July 13- Aug 13: Skyline
After: possibly Chicago to visit family


Nothing's gunna stop us,
jp.

...

I don't know anymore.

End of the Road?

It's almost the end of the school year. A year of college done. I'm not sure what or how to feel about life, love, future, everything. Although I am more confused than ever on many things, I am quite satisfied. I am glad to have experienced what I have experienced here on my own here in LA. With the best of friends, family support and God's sovereignty with the amazing saints.

All I know is, coming out of this year, I want to follow the Lord and what He has already planned for me.

Here comes the sun

I am in a blogging mood, but nothing to blog about. Except it's perfect outside.

Someday

Back to the same hairstyle, couldn't do it with the shaving, but someday...

Someday someone's gunna love me,
the way I wanted you to need me.

jpeeez, off.

Care to join?

I need refreshment. I need to free, let it out and go without any care of the world. I just want to go atop a mountain and scream or... on top of a waterfall and then jump! Oh, sounds refreshing.

I'm shaving the whole head off soon xD

The One with the Sickness.

Laughter is the best medicine. I used to laugh so much out loud and made people laugh and not care about what I say or do. Now, I laugh and try to be goofy and be the way I used to be, but it's not the same. I'm becoming a boring person, dull and life-less. Seriously, I just need to stop caring and just rip through this mask that is beginning to take over my real self.

Earlier, I was talking to someone about having a natural smile and always appearing happy and content. Like, don't you just want to look happy and perfect. But, I take it all back. I'm human; I have feelings and I get hurt (a lot).

Someone please call the surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart,
JPEEEZ.

The One with Imeem

I was browsing through IMEEM for a playlist to listen to while I study for chemistry, I stumbled on this list.
60 things about guys (not quite sure if it was a guy's or a girl's persepctive).
Guys are sucker for a girl's smile. Oh, I melt.
Ironically, guys plan out what they say before they talk to a girl, but just nothing ever goes as planned and just makes things up along the way. Hmm, so not true ;[

So. I've been giving this girl the eyes (a few times already) and I think she's giving me the eyes as well. Oh, I wish.

It takes a thought to make a word
And it takes some words to make an action
And it takes some work to make it work
It takes some good to make it hurt
It takes some bad for satisfaction

"Stop drinking my cow piss" - C
JPPPEEEZ.

The One with Raining Pop Culture

I'm not quite sure why we are so attracted to pop culture. Why we dedicate a great deal of energy, time, money, everything in knowing these useless, trivial, ever-passing things? Why we focus so much on what Miley Cyrus? Brangelina (ugh, I hate Angelina)? JENANISTON! I see many of my peers, myself included, religiously concern themselves with celebrity gossip and whatnot? I don't understand. For what? Knowledge? Acceptance?

It was just a random thought. I decided to sit myself down until probably 3 am? to study for chem midterm so I don't cram everything the day before. I mean, I have a good hold of the milllions of equations, but I just have to familiarize myself with the tricks and ins and outs. While I study, I found myself on the Yahoo frontpage (TWICE) reading... society's downfall, celebrity gossip. Miley upsetting the Asian community? Oh, please, let her be. She has enough people hating her...or just jealous of her? I say the latter, admit it people, you hate her cause she has fame and money and everything you want.

It's been pouring here in LA. Like extreme shifts in climate. One second it is just clear, ten seconds later, super-intensified rain. I realized I did not bring an umbrella down here, so consequently, I got soaked each time I go out.

Sooner or Later (by N.E.R.D),
JPEEEZ.

The Penguins have Landed

My well-built chest models a shirt from JHuangster, the second shirt she sent me (since the first did not fit) for the big one-eight birthday. I am not fond of birthdays. What's so special? I mean all the praise should be diverted to yo mama for going through the pain of delivering you. Thanks mama! I remember being so excited for my birthday when I was a kid. My parents would throw the biggest party for me (and my bro since his bday was only 10 days away from mine). It was bomb and all the kids thought I was so cool. Every year... probably until I was like 10. Oh, the young days, the good life. Now, birthdays are so...overrated. Like, oh, I'm a year older, so what? I was watching Sweet Sixteen on MTV a few hours ago; what a waste of money! All for what? Popularity? Reputation? Okay, birthdays are no longer my thing. Bday's will probably strike me when I become older and everything is going terrible bad.

Oh, the penguin shirt. Now I feel obliged to buy you something Jeska.

Back to semi-emo (Robin Thicke) music, disgusting ban-caramel drink, and endless math hw,
JPPEEEZ.

PS. Jeska, I am not turning emo like you. You define emo. See ya soon in the CITTTTAYY!

When's it going to be my turn?

Hoobastank- My Turn

I've been feeling down lately. I've never felt this way before, feeling so low and sad and careless yet worried. I'm not liking the feeling. No more vitality, down the drain. Nothing exciting ever happens now. It's all been a routine. Cyclic, never-ending. I can't put my finger on what is causing this. I mean things here and there and everywhere and nowhere (in my mind). It's one of those feelings. I'm soon I'll be over this soon.

Onto thrill-seeking, John.

PS. Call me, need me, give me the time.