Ah yes, the good ol' days.

Member Since: 5/30/2002

2002. TWO. THOUSAND. TWO.

Geezus, I'm old. Today marks my 11th year owning this Xanga account. It was created the year after 9/11 happened, and when the US (of 'MURICA!) started the war in Iraq. I remember my first post vividly; and the irony of it all. And with time comes experience, and many eProps that I'll never use (stupid, worthless eProps!). So here are...

1. If you don't show your face in your profile picture, you've got something to hide; you're probably ugly.
2. Everyone here is an attention whore to an extent.
3. It's very cliquey on Xanga. I thought I escaped all of that after high school. I was wrong.
4. Xanga spell check isn't always akkurate.

   

   In 2001, the iPhone didn't even exist!

   
   

5. Xanga has more porn than your father's secret stash in the attic.
6. The ratio of good writers to mediocre is 1:1000; they are real treasures. You think you write well, but you don't. Just because someone left a positive comment on what an "amazing" poet you are should not get to your head.
7. Same applies for photographers.
   
   

8. You should always save your work (ctrl+c posts). Nothing is safe!
   
9. Xanga is on the decline. Its last breath.
   
10. Pulse was the original Twitter.
11. You will meet some wonderful people here, some have even gone through marriage.

The BRF aka "Bitchy Resting Face."

There's the unibrow, the infamous lazy eye, and even the pedosmile. But today, I've been informed I've a "Bitchy Resting Face." For reasons unbeknownst to me all these years, someone finally had the courage to let me know.

What is it precisely? If you think a person looks cranky, they may just be suffering from an affliction called "bitchy resting face."

I don't always profess my love to the public, but when I do, I try not to fail like these guys.

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Featuring sister, @amuse_bouche.

Ecuadorian shrimp ceviche recipe:
1.5lb shrimp, cleaned, peeled and blanched for 1 minute
1 red onion, finely sliced
3 tomatoes, chopped and seeds removed
1 bunch cilantro, finely chopped
8-10 limes, juiced
1 orange, juiced
Corn nuts

Combine all ingredients in a bowl and let it marinade in the fridge for an hour. Serve with a side of corn nuts!

Ahmed Angel is an international male model. When I grow up, I wanted to be just like him. I should probably start now.

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Behold! The state of New Jersey awaited us (once more) on our cake day. A day filled with food, drinks, and merriment. It was neigh one, but two celebrations to be held. Enjoy ye photographs below!

Jersey welcomed us with their castle.

Arriving with 10 minutes to spare.

The king is here!

The food to be served.

The gallant knights prepare the scene.

Knights fighting.

Courses of food being consumed.

Jousting your mothers.

And fog machines everywhere.

The group photo. Can you spot the non-minority?

NYC Beatles.

Fresh cookies and ice cream. The vendor loved us so much he gave us a discount.

A random bike race. Only in New York.

Starting the afternoon off with a bunch of beers.

Cheers!

This awesome group of people bought me and our table a few rounds after finding out it was our birthdays.

A chugging for the ages. USA! USA! USA!

One of many rounds.

Drinking games with cellphones.

Dinner in Chinatown with some friends. @mkazama picture here.

Our next destination, The Delancy.

Soft, comfortable seats.

No idea how he ended up in this position. But this is normal for us.

Free drinks? Why not!

Gittin' jiggy wit' it. Do people still say that?

Birthday shots!

It's love is what it is!

Good times with good friends.

If there's one rule in the Manly Brocode of Codiness™  that every guy should follow, it's to never cockblock. Even if you're Dwyane Wade, you don't cockblock me.

This past weekend was spent celebrating a friend's birthday along with mine. It was a marathon of day drinking and eating, starting around noon. The night approached as we found ourselves in a nightclub. We made our way downstairs where these two female promoters came up to me and asked if I wanted free drinks. Who'd ever decline a free drink from strangers? Plus, I love the taste of roofies, especially from the ladies. So I agreed. They handed me a bunch of beers and we parted ways.

Me, @mkazama, and friends getting tipsy.

More drinks, more dancing (to awkward dubstub music), and more mingling. I spot a duo of girls sitting in the couch a few feet away. Every time I looked over, they would as well. I didn't think much of it, until they both came up to me and began flirting. One of them asked where I was from (she happens to live in a neighboring town), what I was celebrating, and other boring "let's-chat-but-what-I-really-wanna-know-is-if-you're-going-to-bang-me" questions. A few minutes of chatting later, she pulls out her phone; usually, it's a can of pepper spray. In my head, I was thinking "Yes, here's my chance. The door's wide open for you, Chris!"

Yes! Drunk text me! Text me like one of your French girls!

Instead, I feel a tap on my shoulder. It was one of my friends who showed up late to the party. We exchanged words, talked about a few things; each of my sentences getting shorter. My friend didn't get the hint. He kept talking. I could slowly see the girls next to me losing interest and looking at their phones. "Fack!" Before I could end the conversation with my friend, the girls quickly said goodbye and left to get more drinks.

He inadvertently cockblocked me.

I was ready to strangle my friend with my hands and eagle talon feet. But he didn't know, I can't hate him for it. However, his invite to my next birthday event will "mysteriously" get lost in the mail somehow.

So why not head to a garden (Planting Fields Arboretum) filled with flowers and trees, Cakalusa? SURE, WHY NOT? THAT SOUNDS LIKE A BRIGHT IDEA!

Flowers, plants, and allergies. Just what I love.

AND I FEEL OLD!

Something happened to me the other day. I was watching an episode of The Real World and was struck by a very sobering fact: Every single one of those guys are nearly a decade younger than me. An entire decade! Survey says: I'm old.

Okay, maybe not that old. But I'm inching toward that much feared three-oh! But let's think positive. Reflecting on the past year, here's 28 mobile phone pictures since my last birthday. In chronological order:

These pictures are evil…pure evil! I only place them here as a warning to others.

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The weather was warm and inviting. The pollen was in full force. Basketball season was officially opened for business at the local parks. I took the opportunity to capture streetball action with my friends (and random players) at the basketball courts.

Epic Ecuadorian ceviche cooking time!

Dear sister recently contacted me about a video contest being held at her work. A cooking contest that will be judged by famed chef, Jamie Oliver. We've done these videos plenty of times before, so we wanted to capitalize on the opportunity. I quickly grabbed my camera and hurried off into the city to film.

I captured a few photos throughout the process. The pictures do no justice as to how delicious the final product was.

A lovely view.

But we needed more light. MORE LIGHT!

Leah, dear sister's coworker who provided her wonderful kitchen, and Ami going through old Xanga posts.

Ami had to warn them of my recent boob posts.

Not sure what was so amusing. (Whoa, matching shirts!)

But there was plenty of dancing (and alcohol) involved.

Ami starts getting the ingredients ready. Excuse the beer, that was mine. We never film sober. Ever.

Only the freshest ingredients!

If your boobs are this red, you should get them checked out.

Part of the skit. These were the only junk food items we could find! Again, excuse my beer.

Juicing and prepping the items. Lime juicers work really well!

A great arm workout for grip (get your mind out of the gutter, guys!).

De-seeding tomatoes. This was a first I've seen of it.

Sneaking in a quick sampling of shrimp.

Plating.

A bowl of shramppp!

Served on a halved avocado.

Those are corn nuts scattered around the plate. I must've ate half the container.

Presenting the final product. Video (of the food and recipe, pervs) coming soon!

I attended a Muse concert at Madison Square Garden on Monday with friends, including @msfatale. Muse is one of my favorite bands, and since I've never been to a rock concert before, there was no better choice. They're rated as being one of the best live performers, and they didn't disappoint; despite troublesome news regarding the Boston bombings happening hours prior. The visuals and set design felt like something taken from the Tron universe.

Here are some photos of my time spent at the concert. I only suffered five epileptic seizures. Not bad.

Dinner of champions.

Free Strawbeers for life!

Can't wait to seize!

"Gurrrrl, where you get dem boots?"

The opening act. They weren't bad but did the frontman really need to take his shirt off?

Muse making their grand entrance.

The drummer floats downward.

Matt Bellamy honors those in Boston with a rendition of the Star Spangled Banner. Really nice touch.

Really nice set.

Here you can see the pyramid transitioning.

Is this what it's like to be on shrooms?

Energy was there, but still lacking, in my opinion.

The band sends us off with a farewell.

The fan screaming for an encore.

Will Muse give them what they want?

The band responds.

Going out with a bang.

Here's a video of random moments during their set.

1. Before prom, your parents had stern words for your date:

2. On vacations, your parents took photos like this:

You laughed, rolled your eyes, but years later you realize you should've taken more photos of them.

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3. They did this at the fruit aisle:

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4. And ordered hot water at restaurants.

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5. They coached you on starving before a buffet and gorging only on ribeye and lobsters. Seafood-phobes were deadweight in buffet olympics.

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7. Some distant cousin or family friend's son/daughter is always being trotted out as a paragon of perfection that you're falling short of.

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8. When you got sick, your parents fed you bitter herbal brews, or sent you to weird bruising traditional treatments:

It didn't actually hurt, but you were always afraid someone would report you to Child Services when you changed for gym.

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9. Your mom's always convinced it's too cold without a jacket outside.

And you would never, ever, leave the fan on when you're sleeping.

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10. Your relatives stuffed you with awesome food. And they didn't hesitate to comment when your waistline ballooned.

Expert food trolls, those Asian aunts.

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11. You ate savory breakfasts littered with jarred pickles. Rice was always involved.

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12. When they visited you, they always crashed on some relative's couch, or kicked you out of your own bed.

They're convinced hotels were a ripoff.

13. The remote control is wrapped in plastic wrap.

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14. For a household that was low on luxury, there were a lot of foot massagers, back massagers, massage hammers and massage accessories.

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15. Your mom put fluffy dried pork into your sandwiches, and your friends said it looked like hair.

Scarred for life.

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16. Your fridge was packed with jars whose labels never matched the food within.

You also saved every jar to store pickled stuff.

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17. You only had bowls. No plates.

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18. The dishwasher was only used as a drying rack.

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19. In the drawers were free napkins, cups, utensils, and mini shampoo bottles they've hoarded from hotels.

Also shower caps, though no one in your family has ever used one before.

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20. Saturdays, you studied your parents' native tongues. Sundays, you practiced an instrument. Your dad was rad if he let you pick the guitar.

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21. Your friends were always wondering why your parents are arguing. That's just how they speak.

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22. Everyone was your Aunt or Uncle but you had no idea if they were actually related to you.

Also your parents call each other Mom and Dad instead of their first names. In fact you didn't even know adults had first names.

23. You know what durians smell like.

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24. People always assume that you're related to another Lee/Chung/Nguyen/Hong/Kim that they know.

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25. Nothing will stop your aunts from trying to set you up with royal bores with Ivy League degrees.

"Mom, we have nothing in common." "But she's a doctor from Harvard!"

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26. Every year, you got money in red envelopes on New Year's.

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