tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34567812011-04-21T21:49:36.244-05:00Dan's BlogDan Wan's blogDannoreply@blogger.comBlogger3101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1097627298547294282004-10-12T19:26:00.000-05:002004-10-12T19:28:18.546-05:00Read back on some of my old posts, and well... let me say this: I've changed alot.
Even though I really don't use this blog anymore, I guess it's still a big part of me, as I've posted over 300 posts for this blog alone, and there are well over 100,000 words total - as well as this is a documentary of sorts of my life since HS.
Alot of things have changed. Some for better, some for worse - but Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1073199713453738152004-01-04T01:01:00.000-06:002004-01-04T01:03:03.436-06:00Site is hosted by Charlotte at intentional cruelty.
Laters all; in about a month or two, ill just set up a redirect to that url.Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1066182692699181152003-10-14T20:51:00.000-05:002003-10-14T20:51:32.103-05:00I have a host!
And she's really cool - leave her a comment or something on her guestbook!
This means that I will be leaving this site at wanny.blogspot.com.
Man. I love this site. It's like... I don't know how to say it. But this site's been pretty much my mental asylum home for the past year and a half. And... It's not going to be easy leaving it. But I think I'll still elave it up here, if IDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1066172968949498912003-10-14T18:09:00.000-05:002003-10-14T18:10:07.226-05:00Life's been quite drab lately. I went into the school year feeling pretty invincible, until I got to first period. It all pretty much went downhill from there. I can't wait for Christmas break.
Meanwhile, I've been having nightmares where Helen continually shoots me in the chest. I've had that nightmare for three days now and it's freaking me out. I think I should start sleeping earlier.
On a Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1065904459248720812003-10-11T15:34:00.000-05:002003-10-11T15:34:19.066-05:00Well, I finished a layout, but it's not for this blog. Instead, I'm planning to move this blog to a different location as a category of my personal homepage. But since i am not hosted yet... I can't do that as of now. But when I am, this blog's gonna move.
Meanwhile, my blog is off hiatus, until I move into a new domain.
My current url for my personal homepage is: here. Go visit, leave a few Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1065050392255236022003-10-01T18:19:00.000-05:002003-10-01T18:19:52.116-05:00-Blog on Hiatus until I make a new layout-Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1064748689694245072003-09-28T06:31:00.000-05:002003-09-28T06:31:29.400-05:00If I had feelings, I might be hurt.
But fortunately I don't. But that doesn't stop me from experiencing this void in my life.
It's almost as if I want to fall into some hole in a forest, curl up, and shut my eyes while leaves bury me under.
Something is off. When you walk into your bedroom, and one little detail is missing, you can immediately notice. Likewise, when something is my life is Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1064156987355318612003-09-21T10:09:00.000-05:002003-09-21T10:09:47.366-05:00Saturday was pretty funny-strange. I spend some time chatting with Steph/Neha on the phone... after Neha left, Steph and I decided to conference call Helen up. And then, the next thing I know, I'm at Helen's old house to help her move dirt from the back of the house to the front. Haha, it was SO amazing. Cuz before I came and brought my bucket, she just used the shovel as her "bucket"... which Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1064047838368370152003-09-20T03:50:00.000-05:002003-09-20T03:50:38.590-05:00Finally sorted things out.
Meanwhile, the past few days have been pretty all right. Although my weekday life is still miserable.
I was supposed to go laser tagging, but the girls didn't check what time the place opened... so Mike P, Ben, and I just decided to chill downtown. (We got invited to hooters, but yeah... decided against it.) I dropped Allison when Seth tossed her to me. Heh... evil :)Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1063753027364719482003-09-16T17:57:00.000-05:002003-09-16T17:57:06.873-05:00I guess now's as good of a time as ever to tell a bit about myself. I suppose that most people (except the few of you out there) do not know anything about my past. That's good; I'm going to keep it that way. But sharing a bit of how my mind ticks wouldn't hurt some of you out there who have some pretty bad misconceptions.
I am my own person. Try to direct my life against my will and I'll make Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1063531508170698172003-09-14T04:25:00.000-05:002003-09-14T04:25:08.226-05:00Saturday.... awesome.
So I start off my day by just chillaxing at home, alone. I had time to just free my mind up for a bit after so much that's been circling over my head. And then, my day began.
Ben picked me up (while I was in the middle of my shower) to go to the Hakka Youth play. I got screwed over pretty badly later since Helen was supposed to be the one giving me the ride, but I didn't Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1063439932215239742003-09-13T02:58:00.000-05:002003-09-13T02:58:52.100-05:00CCMC was great tonight. It was just nice to come back to church after such a long absence. Everything was so good too. Every song played was one of my favorite songs, with the exception of the new song we learned today. The worship even started with "Here I am to Worship", my absolutely favorite Christian song of all time. And then there was "Not to Us", another oen of my favorites. *sigh* I'm soDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1063079972630500872003-09-08T22:59:00.000-05:002003-09-08T22:59:32.500-05:00New layout up. I know it's not much considering I've had so much time to work on it, but I've tossed out dozens of layouts that I've deemed unworthy of being posted up. I really need a host though, since I can't put up any images on this site.
Hope navigation's easier though. I think the site's alot more concise and just plainly, more useful. Getting too complex means a longer loading time and Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1062987407410167422003-09-07T21:16:00.000-05:002003-09-07T21:16:47.436-05:00Pretty up-down day today.
My mom cut my hair today. Arg. I don't like it when my mom cuts my hair, especially when she's "experimenting". I got pretty mad.
And then Steph comes over to make my day more interesting. That's if by interesting I really mean weird. So I get everything set up, I cook some food, grab some juice, and we start "working". Don't think I need to say much more. I got like 3Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1062374982560244302003-08-31T19:09:00.000-05:002003-08-31T19:09:42.886-05:00For those of you who care about the economics for our generation:
Breaking open the lockbox to pay for war in Iraq
By R.C. Longworth
If Americans wonder whether their country is diving into another Vietnam, the answer is yes--economically if not militarily.
the Johnson and Nixon administrations fought the war in Vietnam with deficit spending. Rather that raise taxes to pay for the war, the Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1062034930996561442003-08-27T20:42:00.000-05:002003-08-27T20:45:45.950-05:00Bush's Folly
"At first they came for the Jews and I did not speak out--because I was not a a Jew. Then they came for the Communists, and I did not speak out--because I was not a Communist. Then they came for the Catholics, and I did not speak out--because I was a Protestant. And then they came for me, and by that time there was no one left to speak out."
I decide to speak out. I have, belowDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1061943758561890762003-08-26T19:22:00.000-05:002003-08-26T19:22:38.600-05:00Steph's party was pretty cool. Jon Shih, White Mike, and Vivian all pulled up into my driveway without calling me first. So I left the house and we went on to Cal's house. Stayed there for a bit... then on to Steph's. Played some v-ball, chilled, ate, etc. It was nice.
Went chillin' today. Got to go bowling with some people, ate at Giordano's(good pizza place). Bowling was funny. Steph kept Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1061609820442825542003-08-22T22:37:00.000-05:002003-08-22T22:37:00.430-05:00Registration? Interesting.
Friends? Cool.
Mood? Hopeless.
Feeling pretty weird now about school coming to a start soon and all. Man, like DUDE, it's going to be high stress times again... pulling all nighters, sleeping for like 2 hours a day; life is going to be pretty tough. But I guess I'm happy to see everyone, and how alot of people have changed. Seon Jun looks just like his older brother Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1061068501824302492003-08-16T16:15:00.000-05:002003-08-16T16:15:01.860-05:00What a party. Happy birthday to Helen and Christina! (haha... even though their birthdays weren't even on the day of the party... helen's is like 4 months away)
So Priscilla, Alex(Joo), and I get to Helen's house at a bit before 4:00... chilled in the basement. Ben, Myke, and I played some soccer in the basement... good tmies. More people came, and we started a game of football. On the team i Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1060876527976888402003-08-14T10:55:00.000-05:002003-08-14T11:00:01.330-05:00The fun never ends.
I've lost 'the floppy'. The floppy with pretty much every one of my posts; the post i wrote in the philippins; the post i wrote on a non-internet computer in taiwan; everything. The floppy with my precious book.
My Taiwan trip was pretty interesting. I got to see my relatives. They're pretty nice people.
Anyways, I got back to America, and I spent a few days at my uncle's Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1058525098553197632003-07-18T05:44:00.000-05:002003-07-18T05:44:58.610-05:00Dude, i'm peeling like... a thing that peels really fast. At first, the peeling was a bit sick-looking, because my skin was coming off in irregular patches. It was as if I had spilled Elmer's Glue all over my chest, and now I had to peel it off. The skin underneath is still so white though! Before peeling, it was a really nice shade of brown, but now it's all normal. Dooh.
I went to the Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1058440318230165122003-07-17T06:11:00.000-05:002003-07-17T06:11:58.290-05:00ahh... sorry.... haven't been online lately. i can't really go outside, since i look totally freakish with my peeling skin and varied complexions.
the skin around my shoulders began peeling slightly today; it annoyed me so i started taking off huge pieces of skin at a time. heh. not smart; patience is a virtue. only part of my skin was ready to come off, but the other part was still clinging to Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1058241224909028832003-07-14T22:53:00.000-05:002003-07-14T22:53:44.956-05:00btw. if anyone wants to call me, im reachable at 011-63-56-211-1297. I've already included the country code, area code, and international calling code, so that's the exact number to dial. Yeah. Just ask for Dan Wan, or the 'white guy'. I will have to kill you if you call me at like 2 am. :-p
-outDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1058233273365145302003-07-14T20:41:00.000-05:002003-07-14T20:41:13.410-05:00I decided to write a poem today. Hope you enjoy it. It's a very sound oriented one, so you have to say it aloud to understand it. You don't say the word; instead, you make the sound that a word refers to. Despite its simplicity, I feel that it shows how we as humans have to be responsible in what we do.
The world
Bang.
Blurb blurb gurgle.
Gurgle gurgle blurb.
Squeak. Click click click.
Roar. Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1058159561595758012003-07-14T00:12:00.000-05:002003-07-14T00:12:41.666-05:00Okay! I'm going to post everything below. Each day is seperated by asterisks. Prepare for... a text barrage! mwuahahaha. Newest posts on top.
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Very sick. I didn't really have a good night's sleep. At about 3 in the morning, I woke up in pain from the sunburn. I basically writhed in my bed until morning came. When I decided to go downstairs, I felt a little dizzy as I walked Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1057815737331862512003-07-10T00:42:00.000-05:002003-07-10T00:42:17.240-05:00This can't be good... I think I'm sick with something. Temperature's low, pulse is low, and I have head pains if I shake my head or nod. Meh. I got about 11 hours of sleep last night, so I hope I'll be getting better soon.
I've gotten into more TV than usual here, since they have cable. I've been spending alot of time on Discovery Channel, CNN, and MTV-Asia. Also had a little bit of cartoon Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1057721844687418012003-07-08T22:37:00.000-05:002003-07-08T22:37:24.740-05:00At least I have a pretty reliable internet connection now; yaay. Too bad I have to pay for it.
I'm trying to limit my spending while I'm here. Current assets: about $80 spending, $300 emergency(like if someone kidnaps me and i need a randsom.) 14 more days in Philippines, 5 days in Taiwan, 1 day in San Francisco, 2 days in planes and airports. Living off of about $2-$3 a day... lol. That covers Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1057570867411394422003-07-07T04:41:00.000-05:002003-07-07T04:41:07.366-05:00okay... yeah... i haven't gotten a chance at all to post recently. the internet for most of the region was down, because nearly all of the internet cafes use the same ISP. Aemilianun Insitute's internet was also down; we also use the same provider. Gaaayness... =p I went to three classes today. Pretty boring.
I'm at skullzone right now, an internet cafe. There's alot of air conditioning here, Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1057154184454843992003-07-02T08:56:00.000-05:002003-07-02T08:56:24.476-05:00Seems like things are going quite well here.
I had an interesting day today. Life never gets boring here in the Philippines. :)
We had an earthquake; I'm not sure about the magnitude, but I was sitting in my bed when it started shaking; it felt as if I were on a weird boat, and the rocking motion was actually pretty cool.
So yeah; that's how my day started off. Nothing like a good earthquake Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1057049032425748482003-07-01T03:43:00.000-05:002003-07-01T03:43:52.320-05:00Things are going well here in the Philippines.
Things are mellowing out as I am no longer hopping from one place to the next. I still have things to do here, from writing my book to practicing piano.
Today, I woke up at about 3:00am to write my book. I was writing about when the main character woke up early in the morning to deliver newspapers, the city still covered in dew and darkness. I findDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1056957392801721512003-06-30T02:16:00.000-05:002003-06-30T02:16:32.816-05:00So here I am in Sorsogon, getting settled in. Jet lag is subsiding, and I think that I will be waking up and sleeping at normal times now. Yesterday, we all went to someone's house to have dinner. It was interesting residing in a Philippino home, especially since the customs are different. Upon entering, a little boy took our right hand and pressed it to his head for a second; I later learned Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1056880890186562052003-06-29T05:01:00.000-05:002003-06-29T05:01:30.060-05:00Well; my post was deleted because of a computer freeze. I suppose I can type up again most of what I lost.
So here I am, in Sorsogon, after a long 10-hour drive from Alabang. My day yesterday was packed with events. In the morning, Fr. Ricardo and Fr. Louis brought me along with them to Foccolia carpentry shop to look at some wood-fashioning machinery. The drive was quite nice, as we drove on Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1056753330067774272003-06-27T17:35:00.000-05:002003-06-27T17:35:30.000-05:00So here I am in Tagatay, Philippines; I will be leaving here for Sorsogon tomorrow.
My trip has been extremely exhausting; spending countless hours on the planes, in transit, in cars, and just simply waiting: I am tired.
My trip started out in O'Hare Airport. My parents were only able to see me off as far as after baggage check-in. Being the lucky person I am, I was selected for 'additional Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1056577419228367742003-06-25T16:43:00.000-05:002003-06-25T16:43:39.123-05:00So I go on my way to the Philippines.
Leaving home, friends, my "comfort zone"; into a world of which I know little in reletivity to my teenage society of Naperville. Gone will be the sense of being king of my own domain, knowing what to do and when; and instead, I might run into awkward moments here and there. Going from one day to the next, hoping that there isn't some crazy Philipino with a Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1056462411317673632003-06-24T08:46:00.000-05:002003-06-24T08:46:51.323-05:00I had a little bit of "time" on my hands, so I dedicated myself to writing a little poem (All you need is a few minutes, a pen, and a napkin at dinner.)
-----Time-----
Always moving, never stopping; life never takes a rest.
Humans killing, burning, sufferring; we, never take a rest.
Mountains fall and rivers shrivel, but our eyes never shed a tear-
For so long as we have time to waste, what haveDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1056428996435715872003-06-23T23:29:00.000-05:002003-06-23T23:29:56.486-05:00I just want to run away, never say goodbye...
When do you know who is a real friend or not? How do you know if someone if just a 'person' who you talk to, or if he/she is a special friend who you can connect with, of whose personality you love and enjoy? There are those who see your life like shatterred glass on the floor, who take a broom and sweep you out of their way as they rush on with lifeDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1056174675458027992003-06-21T00:51:00.000-05:002003-06-21T00:51:15.326-05:00Interesting Friday...
Day started off with me hanging out with Andy for a couple hours; we started off by having some lunch at Panera Bread, and talked about some things that have been going on. Then we went to Saint Procopius Abbey... chilled with the monks for a couple minutes until their prayer service was over, until we headed out into the scenery by the abbey. It's so beautiful there; life Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1055983730903863652003-06-18T19:48:00.000-05:002003-06-18T19:48:50.876-05:00boom.
boom. boom. boom.
do you hear it?
boom. boom.
boom. boom.
can you hear it coming?
boom.
it's here.
I'm currently under a whole ton of stress right now. I want to get out; out of my house, out of my shoes, out of my world. You turn around, you open your eyes; you see evil this way and that; but when you strike out, all you hit is a reflection, and it's dark again. You think that lifeDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1055848585575656182003-06-17T06:16:00.000-05:002003-06-17T06:16:25.580-05:00I currently feel like making a 'silly post'; it seems as if the last several entries on both my blog and my xanga have been quite dry. So this post is focused towards... "Stupid Guy Games"
-disclaimer: not all of those games were made by me; much credit is given to Makho Hwang, my Friday small group leader at church. i've actually seen some of these games in action...-
In first place...
The Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1055686964055969622003-06-15T09:22:00.000-05:002003-06-15T09:22:44.096-05:00Dad: *walks into room.* "CCMC." *walks out.*
Me: *rolls over.*
--10 seconds later--
Me: *hears car garage open.*
--10 seconds later--
Me: *runs outside looking frantically for car in PJs*
When? 8:20am.
I think my dad's making some sort of strange effort to spend time with me. Whether it be in church, travelling, or at home; he makes some weird attempts now. It's almost as if he's not sure Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-1055644319183082942003-06-14T21:31:00.000-05:002003-06-14T21:31:59.186-05:00My day started off strange; I woke up screaming in response to the worst nightmare I have had for ages: I dreamt that school was not over yet, and that I had a massive Lating project due the next day. I don't believe anything can top that. To Harry Potter people: Mr. Joyce, my Latin teacher, is my boggart.
Went out with Andy on Thursday morning to just talk about life in general, but focusing inDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-954331362003-06-08T14:33:00.000-05:002003-06-08T14:33:00.710-05:00Went to Stacey's house to study last night; It was great just to be able to learn and have fun. We definately should have worked more, but at least I accomplished alot of studying. (Although Joyce seemed to think I was sleeping the entire time.)
Swearing
The issue of swearing has been revolving in my mind lately. Why do people swear?
My response to swearing for the past 16 years has been that it Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-954050642003-06-07T10:20:00.000-05:002003-06-07T10:20:27.290-05:00Asian. Chinese. Japanese. Taiwanese. Cambodian. Vietnamese.
Human. American. Russian. French. African. Indian. Asian. Latin-American. Brazilian. Italian. Austrailian. Canadian. British. Saudi Arabian. German.
I look into my yearbook; the pages are saturated with signatures and little notes. The words "Hi Dan" and "HAKAS" dance merrily around my page, but I scarely take time to glance at them. Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-953533412003-06-05T21:47:00.000-05:002003-06-05T21:47:45.896-05:00Currently this new layout is still being revised to optimal functionality.
I have an option ahead of me though. In the command prompt, you are able to type in a command; however, I have two options availible. The first option is to have the screen move every time you type. This is extremely annoying for people who constantly use the command promt. However, it make the site more reliable. The Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-952697792003-06-03T23:41:00.000-05:002003-06-03T23:41:14.916-05:00okay. blogger = being gay. aaaaarg.Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-952598872003-06-03T18:59:00.000-05:002003-06-03T23:39:09.000-05:00Summer might as well have just collapsed on me; my dad is out to make my life miserable.
In order to go to the Phillipines, I need him to give parental consent, as entry required the consent of two parents. He currently refuses to give his consent because he doesn't feel as if I deserve a vacation. Yeah right, buddy; I'm the one who sleeps an amount less than a third of yours, dad. I might not Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-952121722003-06-02T18:39:00.000-05:002003-06-02T19:03:10.000-05:00New layout is up!!! I hope everyone likes it. I'll be updating it as much as possible so I'll have a nice blog to work with in the Phillipines. Whee! :D Also, the number of posts shown has been changed for better viewing. :) However, I cannot change day chronology, so you have to always scroll up to the beginning of when you typed 'posts' in order to see my most recent posting. :-\Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-951536232003-06-01T09:50:00.000-05:002003-06-01T09:50:20.696-05:00"Still Waiting"
[Chorus:]
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
Drop dead
A bullet to my head
Your words are like a gun in hand
You can't change the state of the nation
We just need some motivation
These eyes
Have seen no conviction
Just lies and more contradiction
So tell me what would you say
I'd say it's time too late....
Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-951376262003-05-31T21:03:00.000-05:002003-05-31T21:03:20.310-05:00Q: What do you get when you cross a turkey with a St. Bernard?
A: I don't know.
"I don't know": how do I define it? Is it the state of utter confusion? No. Is it the frame of mind of which one falls into when working on BC Calculus? Perhaps, but in this case: no. Is it some excuse thrown out to the masses when the scapegoat answer is needed? No.
Then what is it?
Being is such complete pain andDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-950103132003-05-28T18:10:00.000-05:002003-05-28T18:10:21.490-05:00"So, you're saying that I can dodge basketballs?"
"No, Neo. I'm saying that when you're ready; you won't have to."
I was cruising down through the small cafe today, when a flash of orange caught my left eye. Trusting instinct, I moved my head in the same direction that I anticipated force to be coming; and thus minimized pain of impact. A tremor shook my head as my head lay crooked right in an Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-949502962003-05-27T13:19:00.000-05:002003-05-27T13:19:02.453-05:00Sitting at school, typing out my summer plans...
Summer is coming quick, and I am very excited about my plans. Mindset will be a "get closer to friends" feel, chilling out with people constantly. Made even easier by the fact that almost everyone can drive now, hanging out with friends has never been so easy. I've been talking to my mom about going to California; I might stay for a short time of Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-948685002003-05-25T14:27:00.000-05:002003-05-25T14:27:21.560-05:00What a long Friday.
I arrive at school to finalize all of the rides when suddenly the group decides to change plans and meet up somewhere else. I ended up having to work on the planning during my class periods and during my lunch. After school, I rode Ben's bus and just chilled at his house for a while, arranging rides and sparring. Finally; the ride problem was solved. Ben and I got to Amanda'sDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-947601602003-05-22T18:45:00.000-05:002003-05-22T18:53:40.000-05:00"Rest in Pieces"
Saliva
Look at me, my depth perception must be off again,
Coz' this hurts deeper than I thought it did,
It has not healed with time...
It just shot down my spine.
You look so beautiful tonight,
Remind me how you laid us down,
And gently smiled,
Before you destroyed my life...
Would you find it in your heart,
To make this go away,
And let me rest in pieces?
(Let me rest in Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-946661502003-05-20T22:13:00.000-05:002003-05-20T22:13:35.446-05:00Very angry right now.
I hate my father.
I had to hold myself back today. To stop me from tackling him and beating his face in on the ground. I hate how he treats me. I hate how he treats my mother. I hate how he treats my brother. I hate everything he's made of. I hate every aspect of his personality. I hate him. I hate his expectations of me. I hate his fake love for me. I hate his complete Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-946571312003-05-20T18:37:00.000-05:002003-05-20T18:37:09.816-05:00Cry Ice Tea
Blessed be Your name when I'm found in this desert place...
You give an take away... You give and take away...
My heart will choose to say, "Lord blessed be Your name!"
Blessed be the name of the Lord...
One of my favorite praise songs.
And one that holds so true this week.
I feel so blessed, that so many people have taken steps to accept my invitation to them concerning Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-945540962003-05-18T18:56:00.000-05:002003-05-18T18:56:45.770-05:00Bombardment
Don't you love it when an emotional bomb falls on you?
Don't you love it when two emotional bombs fall on you?
Opposites attract; the same holds true for situations in life. Bombs of hope and pain, the latter dropping first, and the former following. All this happenning, and guess what? It's not PMS.
Ding. Round one begins, and life stabs me in the heart. I stagger, I sway, I standDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-944882032003-05-17T01:06:00.000-05:002003-05-17T01:06:20.103-05:00My head hurts.
I think back a couple weeks, to see assess my recent progress; and it isn't pretty. Stress levels have skyrocketed, with the average day procuring less than 3 hours of sleep per 'good' day. I have a friend who won't talk to me anymore. I still have my oil burns from last week's deep frying incident. My spiritual life feels dried up. My grades are in disarray. My social life has Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-941470592003-05-11T08:27:00.000-05:002003-05-11T08:27:28.950-05:00Sat on my bed, searched through my head
Thinking me a fool, trying to define cool.
We've asked so many times, "What is life?"
And for every time we've asked, "What is life?" we've probably asked, "What is love?"
Thrown also into the melee of inquiries are also the questions of friendship, trust, compassion, and other "important" things.
But I've decided to ask myself... "What is cool?"
Say Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-941053132003-05-10T09:47:00.000-05:002003-05-10T09:47:35.913-05:00Such a stark contrast, the lightning plastered across the night sky, flashing without thunder, seen from miles away from the rainless street on which I, and my brothers walked.
Boys.
Just walking down to the park, kidding around and joking, we were boys at heart. Laughter echoes through the straight line of houses as all 12 of us stroll slowly, enjoying a cool night breeze passing. We, together,Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-939504182003-05-07T16:30:00.000-05:002003-05-07T21:25:01.000-05:00Sometimes I wonder about myself.
My heart houses my soul. And that house has many windows. There's also a skylight on the roof of the house of my soul. And when God looks into my house, he sees through the clear skylight, knowing everything I hold within.
But I already knew that.
When I standing inside my own heart, I am only a miniscule person within this huge house. Yes, when I see from the Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-927636022003-04-17T01:20:00.000-05:002003-04-17T01:20:47.106-05:00*******short post*******
Today is very important. Today is exactly one year from when I began this site. Last year, on this day, I started blogging, and I posted up my first post:
Just made a new blog today. Hope this turns out right. Hehe, this tiny text box is so amusing I can play with it forever. :)
And I did play with it quite a bit. Let your dreams take flight, and something so small canDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-925602982003-04-13T22:37:00.000-05:002003-04-13T22:39:41.000-05:00**********IMPORTANT POST**********
All of my sites will be on hiatus for a while. I'm not sure how long I'm going to be doing this. This means no new posts, no new layouts; absolutely nothing for any site that I have.
All save one.
I will be making an 'appreciation of the world' blog sometime this week. The address will be kept private to myself until, perhaps, a bit further down the road; I Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-924181972003-04-11T04:45:00.000-05:002003-04-14T06:29:38.000-05:00I need to seriously change my schedule... I don't think it's too healthy for me. I feel so much more nocturnal now, and it's so strange how my life is different in what I do in my time.
My usual schedule for the weekday:
6:30am-6:30pm Go to school
6:30pm-7:30pm Get home, blog, snack, and get work ready for later
7:30pm-10:00pm Get home, sleep
10:00pm-11:30pm Wake up, eat dinner, short freetime
Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-923048202003-04-09T13:12:00.000-05:002003-04-09T13:12:17.186-05:00currently sitting at school
brought a pillow on the bus, and took a nap; I'm so tired. then I had a wierd morning, with so many strange and corrupt things. gonna get un-corrupt, but ben says something along of the lines of 'not if i can help it'. we'll see, we'll see...
currently in quite a bit of pain from my shoulder; helen punched it just so that i think some muscle up there got hurt... beenDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-921868382003-04-07T20:01:00.000-05:002003-04-07T20:01:32.750-05:00Currently attached?: yes
Have you ever been?: ?
Fine, do you have a crush on someone: wait, does this follow sequence?
First kiss: never
Do you?...
Shower: yes! twice a day! must stay clean! :)
Take baths: last time was several years ago.
Talk: shy to strangers, but people who know me know that im really loud deep inside.
Drink: water....juice..milk.. that's about it.
Do drugs: prescription Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-921812212003-04-07T18:21:00.000-05:002003-04-07T18:21:50.670-05:00My little birthday party as pretty cool. Going to throw the 'real' one in a few weeks in conjunction with Allan's.
2:28: Mike Kuo arrives. He is the only one who is early. No one is on time. About a little over half an hour later, joyce and mike(cheng) arrive, and we begin to play some DDR. Soon, Steph arrives, followed by Kathryn, and then Helen. We're all DDRing, and then we go to my room to Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-920981202003-04-06T13:03:00.000-05:002003-04-06T13:03:14.543-05:00Today's my 16th Birthday!!!
I suppose this is where I'm supposed to post my reflections for the year.
I suppose this is when I'm supposed to let loose my thoughts for the year.
I suppose this is what I'm supposed to say for the year.
I suppose they're wrong.
Instead, this is where I state how I felt on this day, how I will feel as this day progresses.
Woe is me. I forgot to set my clock an Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-920664352003-04-05T20:01:00.000-06:002003-04-05T20:01:09.233-06:00My birthday falls on a 23-hour day.
Dangit.Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-920360662003-04-05T05:40:00.000-06:002003-04-05T05:40:42.436-06:00My homepage has been done. http://wanny.netfirms.com if you are interested.
All I need to do now is upload the pictures and content, and I'll be set. There's still and error or two here and there, but they're very minor; I'll fix them later, when I'm not so tired from this all-nighter. I'll be uploading school pics, spring camp pics, etc. :) too tired. time to sleep.Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-919626872003-04-03T23:16:00.000-06:002003-04-03T23:16:34.840-06:00Strawberry: 50/100 Pear: 0/100 Banana: 80/100 Tomato: 0/100 Lemon: 0/100
whee... im a banana... see the resemblance?
The new layout for Saidwhaa is up. I worked really hard on it, but in the end, I had to take out about 4/5 of all the features I had prepared, due to the fact that everything either a) conflicted or b) didn't have anywhere to be hosted. So I ended up spending about 15 man hours Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-917548742003-03-31T22:29:00.000-06:002003-04-03T19:11:14.000-06:00Spring Camp 2003
This will be my longest post ever. So I warn everyone who is about to read this "epic" about my experiences at the Chinese Christian Mandarin Church Spring Camp of 2003. This entire entry is dedicated to God of course, and I will write whatever he leads my mind to; I want Him to instill in me the strength to write this entire thing; The strength to write with enough emotion to Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-915228932003-03-27T21:51:00.000-06:002003-03-27T21:51:28.546-06:00I am pretty sick of everything right now. Nothing's really going well, and my lack of sleep is really screwing up everything. Sorry guys... I know I sometimes sound a bit angry, but that's mainly because I'm so tired... and I just get mad when I see small things happening around me that shouldn't happen. Just... small things that people don't seem to appreciate. How quickly people forget the goodDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-913945542003-03-25T23:43:00.000-06:002003-03-25T23:43:59.936-06:00Very tired today, but I still have to finish an entire speech. Right now's my 'break time'. :-p
Strange day at school today. My day started off with me pondering life again. *sigh* And I came up with a quote to get me through this week. (i did it myself too... haha... most ppl don't know that i make most of these 'inspirational quotes' up myself.. but yeah.. they're mine :-p) "When life gives Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-912148362003-03-23T00:44:00.000-06:002003-03-23T00:44:30.106-06:00oh yeah. and to those who don't know....
the link to my new site is here.
It's currently not 100% complete yet. There's some scripting error somewhere, but i can't find it (the html's like 20 pages long for all the cool effects -_-) so im planning to just redo the entire thing. it'll look generally the same though. im going to add an image carousel before spring break, so ill be able to post upDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-912147142003-03-23T00:41:00.000-06:002003-03-23T00:41:09.076-06:00Today's topic: So the Days Drag Short
The days only get shorter now, and it seems as if night closes in rapidly on the sleeping nation of America. Will some people turn around their anti-war views and say, "hey, we're winning; so that's good, right?". And others will hold their ground against what may be unreasonable logics.
No one knows whether this war is "good" or "bad". We don't have the Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-910235942003-03-19T18:15:00.000-06:002003-03-19T18:20:46.000-06:00Today's political topic: War On Iraq
The War against Iraq: is it really a war against terrorism? Or is it a war against humanity? We, as humans, know that for every action is a reaction; but for every effect there is a cause; and for every "treason" there must be a reason. Are we Americans justified to attack Iraq? Can we defeat Iraq? Do we have a reason to attack Iraq? And even if we can pull Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-910167162003-03-19T16:06:00.000-06:002003-03-19T16:06:59.123-06:00Had a horrible day today.
From the moment I woke up, I knew something was wrong- I had little urge to go to school, and I still was tired despite my 8 hours of sleep last night.
First period was orchestra... we lost about half of the cello section, and I was called on to be second chair of first stand. We were playing new music. Although I found it awesome we were trying something new, and Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-909508992003-03-18T16:40:00.000-06:002003-03-18T16:40:33.450-06:00Good news, everyone!
I think that my family can afford for me to go to Spring camp... thanks for the concern Andy... But it's still "iffy" because... I don't know... And while I'm happy that i think that we're able to fish out some money for me to attend a church camp (my first one ever, in fact), a few thoughts plague my mind right now. I've been thinking, on how to really help my mom through Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-908850732003-03-17T17:47:00.000-06:002003-03-17T17:58:37.000-06:00I told mykee that I wouldn't blog today(due to my problem with completing homework- a noble resolution :D), but after reading a few blogs here and there, I think there's a calling to blog. An entry not to record my thoughts, for myself- but rather an entry for a few others to read, perhaps to lift their spirits a bit.
I know there's been things going on all over the place- and I know that many Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-908270112003-03-16T19:07:00.000-06:002003-03-16T19:07:18.030-06:00You ever got that feeling when you got screwed, and you know that it's because you made alot of stupid choices? Well, that's exactly what resulted with my quotes pages. For my own amusement, and because I have alot of extra time on my hands (after doing homework early), I have decided to just list them out- so that my future self, looking back at my archives, will remember not to repeat dumb Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-907915152003-03-15T23:00:00.000-06:002003-03-15T23:00:29.856-06:00just a little question directed to the kuo-tables people....
what ever happenned to our treasured kuotables? i check that site almost daily... and i've been checking it like for the past several months.. and every time i go there, all i see is the quote concerning "pink things that sleep". -_- i hope the site's not dead.... :-\
homework swamped, and still trying t finish projects left and rightDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-907761212003-03-15T15:07:00.000-06:002003-03-15T15:07:58.030-06:00I'm pretty bummed out about the fact that I had too much homework today to go to worship team. And even more bummed out that I might not be able to make it tomorrow, because of the same reason. But I'm working my butt off to get these two stupid projects done. So much research, so little time.
It's always pretty funny exploring my mind. Apart from the assorted junk you find in there, you see my Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-906433702003-03-13T05:39:00.000-06:002003-03-13T05:39:49.263-06:00well, i think ill blog the long night.
night started off with work-
then it went to emailing people left and right, piling about 20-30 messages within an hour from various people. got so tired.
then played a "little" bit of chess, but got sidetracked... next thing i know, it's 5:30 AM! what the heck.
im not going to bother sleeping, for the fear that I'll end up more tired.
At least I finished Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-906393812003-03-13T02:25:00.000-06:002003-03-13T02:25:43.826-06:00this site is now semi-mirrored on xanga...
this means that although my posts will generally be similar, things will be phrased differently, a few topics may be added/subtracted, etc. this is for the purpose of a "target audience" of different personalities. If you want... just follow both for a few days or a week, then choose the one that you feel makes you comfortable reading... or, just read Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-906305282003-03-12T22:32:00.000-06:002003-03-12T22:32:57.686-06:00lol- i went to kevan's slogan generator... and it basically pops a word of your choice into a common slogan. so i decide to put in my name, "Dan". here are some interesting slogans generated..: (btw... i will add comments by each, in parenthesis...)
"We do Dan right." (oh. wow. amazing quote, right there.)
"Think Dan." (but I can't think!)
"Make someone happy with a Dan." (eh...)
"Full of Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-906272542003-03-12T21:27:00.000-06:002003-03-12T21:27:39.610-06:00ah ha!
finally found out why i was so tired, unable to think straight, and kinda queesy... mom made me take my temperature, and i have a 100 deg. fever. oh, great. regardless, i am going to school tomorrow (by my own choice) because ive seriously missed too many days... why am i getting sick so much? i might stay home if it worsens up, to say, 104.
so i just went to sleep, slept, woke up, stillDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-906142852003-03-12T17:07:00.000-06:002003-03-12T17:07:41.746-06:00so tired today -_-
quieting down little by little, day by day... becoming more... peaceful, and less violent.
steph developed her pictures... and i am very much disturbed. 1) i am not photogenic (a.k.a. i am one ugly kid.) 2) the "poses" i was in... very VERY disturbing. :( arg. *calms down*
at least i got the disk that the pics were on- but it'll be a matter of time before steph scans them inDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-905663192003-03-11T22:21:00.000-06:002003-03-11T22:21:08.450-06:00hey everyone:
can everyone do me a favor? and go to the following link, and sign up to be a vampire.
http://quiz.ravenblack.net/blood.pl?biter=Dan+Dan
that way, i can be sire to your vampire, etc. thanks :-D (and i get some free blood too :)) if you don't want to.. it's ok- but if you want to sign up anyways, just go to that link so i can get something outta it. it's pretty fun to play :-DDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-905650282003-03-11T21:56:00.000-06:002003-03-11T21:56:35.420-06:00orchestra concert tonight... totally... was... a total "spit/slap in the face" to the naperville north symphonic orchestra.
program started with the nnhs conert orchestra... they weren't too good, but i guess they were descent. then came the nchs concert orchestra... they were pretty stinky. (no offense to the players. it's the conductor's duty for the quality of the team). then came the nnhs Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-904999492003-03-10T22:03:00.000-06:002003-03-10T22:03:30.390-06:00no aim tomorrow.
aim fast.
nothing going on really
Helen... yeah... sorry for being sucha dork at school- thanks for being able to put up with me through all my mind troubles. yeah. sorry for being a complete jerk today- even though you DID kick me... yeah. *stops there* anyways. im saying this now so i won't break it. i promise to not be "mean" anymore. (well. haha... im never "mean mean"... Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-904219802003-03-09T17:18:00.000-06:002003-03-09T17:18:35.733-06:00feeling troubled.
things fall out of the back of my mind.
feeling very cold. hands are a slight shade of purplish/bluish.. o_o.... feet still normal colored, but icy to the touch.
dont feel sick anymore, but mom says im sick... meh.
praying for you especially with parental relationships...
congrats to each of you three for making the badminton team! woohoo... awesome.
arg. i can't type... Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-904010722003-03-09T08:32:00.000-06:002003-03-09T08:32:08.390-06:00Log For Chess Team State Championship Competition:
1) North did not win
2) It was so close that it is sickening that we didn't win
Thursday, March 6:
Left for dinner at Dan Dugovic's house at 5:30/6:00, ate dinner there. Entire team was totally pumped, we were happy and bodily well. Everyone's spirits were high, and we were like a group for 12 inseperable brothers and our big-brother-coach. Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-902655522003-03-06T17:11:00.000-06:002003-03-06T17:11:43.170-06:00today i set off for chess
i pray for a safe journey
i pray for a safe recovery
i pray for a time of great fellowship
i pray for a safe return
im going to leave soon, to dan's house to have the 2nd annual chess team state championship dinner. i have already balanced a special diet for myself for the duration of the tournament, for maximum energy for my body without the intake of sweets. wish me Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-902090772003-03-05T19:37:00.000-06:002003-03-05T19:37:20.450-06:00well
there was NOT a snowday today, and i am awfully tired because of it. oh well, at least i wasn't relying on the snowday to save my life- just made my day a bit harder than usual. went school, and immediately fell asleep in 1st period. then 2nd period. then 3rd period. then 4th period. then 5th period. then 6th period. then 7th period. i was finally awake enough at 8th period to sit on my Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-901673262003-03-05T03:34:00.000-06:002003-03-05T03:34:08.610-06:00wow. 3:15 AM, and im still plugging away at homework. haha. im still not like 1/2 done yet. it had better be a snowday today. if it's not... ill fall asleep. stone dead. in the middle of class. so tired. me brain no work.
yah. no AIM. whee. pretty tempting, but then again- i AM up at 3 in the morning doing homework. haha. i'd never violate that :)
arg. i hate speech
i hate math
i hate health
iDannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-901493812003-03-04T20:25:00.000-06:002003-03-04T20:25:05.420-06:00ugh. so tired today.
today begins lent.. woohoo. im giving up sweets for the 40 day period, AIM every tuesday/wednesday, and meat on fridays. (no meat on fridays is a tradition from.. like... while i was still in catholic school as far as i remember). yeah. go take a look at andy's blog and go to soulthirst from there- i like the explanation about lent on there :)
im really tired. past week or Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-900923262003-03-03T22:27:00.000-06:002003-03-04T06:29:00.000-06:00-last post edited-
edited what was here cuz i don htink i phrased it right :-p
here we go:
ok, im trying to stay "pure" and well.
grabbing, groping, spanking, smacking, etc. me isn't helping.
so yeah. please, stop... doing... stuff. :-p
oh yeah. no rubbing either. *cough*steph*cough*
*goes to skool*Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-900918862003-03-03T22:19:00.000-06:002003-03-03T22:19:59.216-06:00pretty disturbing today today, even though it started out fine and all.
day went like normal, mostly- mr. mazz was pretty mean to shirley during health though @.@. otherwise, things ran smoothly like usual.
then it all changed.
i decided to go to matt's house at 6pm afterschool with helen to go study some chem. i get there about a few mins after helen, and i go in, and helen's literally Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-900139552003-03-02T15:43:00.000-06:002003-03-02T15:43:21.153-06:00went to ccmc today
i actually was on time today, early in fact (not early enough for worship team though -_-) but at least i wasn't late for the program so im grateful.
the message today was Daniel 6, and Josh talked about the "good to great" theme again, but alot of what he said emphasized on character and how Daniel's life just reflected the sheer purity of his life, how exceptionally he Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456781.post-899868182003-03-02T00:10:00.000-06:002003-03-02T00:10:49.686-06:00wow. what is happening to me, folks?
today, my mom went out to buy me some gel, since i ran out a few days ago. and we needed shampoo too. so she goes shopping, and im at home doing some work. later, she comes back, and she has the gel, shampoo, clothes, etc. and she gets me Herbal Essences gel. arg. and she got... Herbal Essences Shampoo. so now i gotta have "the urge" and make myself smell allDannoreply@blogger.com