flame on.

ive been spending a helluvalotta time at uic lately. but w/ all the right ppl so it all balances out. for example, the other day i spotted my cousin who's working w/ this thing called mission year and she took me over to her friend's apartment and i met some other malus. a very good day. when summer first started i thought id be bored outta my mind but its actually kinda swell. ive been catchin up on all the stuff i wanted to when i was too busy to in high school like playing warcraft, reading (book of now: the millionaires), watching films the majority of them foreign, parties, sarahsarahsarah. i also go my hands on a beautiful new takamine guitar so ive been tryin my hand at that a lot. my grandparents managed to convince my parents to let me have a celly (847.636.6031), let's see what i can get this license now. last summer (the 7/23/03 post) i threw up the question to think of 3 things you'd change in your life. everybody should know exactly what they should change. somebody once told me that i should think of which of the 3 i could actually change myself and to go about changing it. funny how different goals and ambitions change after a year; maybe i'm just growing up. ? nah. yesterday night after i had come from the park my parents were reiterating all the stupid stuff ive done and tellin my grandparents how they were really worried about how/if i would adjust to the college environment. we'll see. it'll all work out. i've said it b4 and ill say it again: 'apathy and optimism'. yeah, this phil class is goin by really fast. it's like 'ok tday in one and a half hours we're going to cover the meaning of life and tomorrow you can all look forward to suicide!' i just soak up this stuff. i was talkin to ashley t. two nights ago and we established that we both miss london. so much fun. wow. so many funny things happened. hanging out the windows, rockets' 2 for 1 deal, ambushing ppl in the maze, taking the castle, interpreting dreams in which 'alien didnt make it', boxing fforce outta the tube, paying 100 dollars american for a meal. . i found out im goin to las vegas later on this summer. sweet action. LIVE IT! LIVE IT!

ok, so up around 2 and park IM's me asking me if i wanna see 'funny pictures.' at first im warry, but then i'm like, hey its EP. and he shows me this pic:

and i laugh my ass off.

quotes:
'ummm, excuse me, but who are you?'
'Korean guys are sooooooooooo sweet that I want to crap my pants.'
'i'm goin to see garfield.. just kidding i hate that fat piece of shit...'
'i still remmeber at the airoprt when u said domethin ab havin lube in ur bag'
'i'm just saying he bc it makes it easier. we're not assuming god has sex organs or anything. thats just wierd.'

song of now - standing outside the fire
site of now - seppuku
movie to go see - a night in paris

well then. summer school's great. i managed to get a cool teacher which i thought doubtful. it's an philosophy ethics class which is really interesting. the one school of thought says you should solely analyze motive and the other focuses on outcomes. both are theories of genius but have some flaws. (the motive one is from kant. anybody member doin that w/ terryo? what an awesome class...) like lets say you're hiding jews in your house and nazis ask you about it. course, you'd think to lie and save them but kant says that your motive is to lie to save someone and if everybody went by that rule the whole institution of truth would fall apart regardless of what the result of telling the specific lie was. example #2. let's say there was a series of rapings of black women. the black community gets pissed the white community cant find the rapist. they riot and decide they're gonna go raid a buncha homes/stores in the white community. you as a white sheriff know of a white homeless man that you can make the scapegoat which would stop the blacks from rioting. the second school of thought would say that it's morally right to put the blame on the homeless guy bc the outcome of the rioters being appeased would be the best result. kinda trickish stuff. also tday i saw fogel and anil there. the possibilities are endless.

i went on the kairos leader retreat over the weekend. i admit i wasnt lookin forward to it at all when the time came around. i was also gonna miss perry's party on saturday. i also had a feeling id feel kinda marginalized bc i would be the only person there that hadnt led on a retreat. but it wasnt as bad as i expected. it was really laid back and we didnt have a bedtime, so in the three days i got a total of 4 hours of sleep. i dunno if im allowed to say what happened on it. i mean, am i allowed to tell graduates leader/rector secrets? bc i mean, its all over right? we had a wild game of truth or dare early sunday morning involving but not limited to spooning, body shots, stripping, lapdancing, and good gaming. when i came home i opened up the package i had gotten saturday night. too raw. when i came back my grandpa was like 'siby, you should smile more like this. we dont see you smile enough.' course, this was in malayalam but still.

Chef: And then, they'll ask truth or dare.
Stan: And I say, dare!
Chef: No no! You say truth.
Stan: Truth? But that's boring! I wanna get dared to kiss her!
Chef: You have to say truth the first few times, or else you'll seem too eager.
Stan: Ooh.
Chef: You can't seem to eager, you got to play it cool. Like you don't even care what happens.
Stan: Yeah.
Chef: Then after a few truths, you finally answer dare.
Stan: Dare!
Chef: But not like that son. Like this. Daaaareaah.
Stan: Oooh.
Chef: And then her little friend will dare you to kiss Wendy.
Stan: You really think so?
Chef: Of course she will. They're women, they had this whole thing planned out months ahead of time.
Stan: Wow.

at church last sunday i found out im kinda related to most of the kids there which is kinda weird. not directly but like brother in law's sister in law's second cousin. very distantly related. its kinda cool bc after our church split up most of the kids are younger than me and all of em look up to me bc im pretty much the oldest kid there. at the old church there were alotta older kids that id try to fit in w/ but there werent too many kids my age. now all the kids are tryna be like me. sweet. totally sweet. one kid even asked me for advice the other day. and it wasnt even for sumthin big or anything. its a truly good feeling.

'you are loved'
'LIVE IT! LIVE IT!'
'where'd you come up w/ 'frodo?''
'and he found him on the bed spread eagle on his back w/ a woody'
'dont pigeons taste good?' 'siby, hobos eat pigeons.'
'i was under the bed and i heard her say 'take out princess sophia...''
'she asked if we could just make out bc she was on her period' 'whad you say?' 'i'm not.'
'...it was all for the best cuz you could piss finnell off something royal'
'dont keep dave up too late tnight' 'dont keep yourself up too late tnight'
'how bout midget porn? you know they have that too...'
'id rather stand around than go around lifting shit... then again, id rather be a pimp'
'every fucking girl does it; every fucking guy does it; every person in the fucking world does it.'
song(s) of the moment: bang bang
word of the day: unsure

'siby! i honestly didnt think you'd make it. but im really glad you're here'

yeah, so imma fix up my schedule tday and after class imma pack and go off to the kairos leader retreat. im not really lookin forward to it fsome reason though. ill let ya know how it goes lata.

but for now, here's this AIM cybersex convo. its really funny yet pretty disgusting at the same time. enjoy.

Bloodninja: Wanna cyber?
DirtyKate: K, but don't tell anybody ; )
DirtyKate: Who are you?
Bloodninja: I've got blond hair, blue eyes, I work out a lot
Bloodninja: And I have a part time job delivering for Papa John's in my Geo Storm.
DirtyKate: You sound sexy.. I bet you want me in the back of your car..
Bloodninja: Maybe some other time. You should call up Papa John's and make an order
DirtyKate: Haha! OK
DirtyKate: Hello! I'd like an extra-EXTRA large pizza just dripping with sauce.
Bloodninja: Well, first they would say, "Hello, this is Papa John's, how may I help you", then they tell you the specials, and then you would make your order. So that's an X-Large. What toppings do you want?
DirtyKate: I want everything, baby!
Bloodninja: Is this a delivery?
DirtyKate: Umm...Yes
DirtyKate: So you're bringing the pizza to my house now? Cause I'm home alone... and I think I'll take a shower...
Bloodninja: Good. It will take about fifteen minutes to cook, and then I'll drive to your house.
**pause**
DirtyKate: I'm almost finished with my shower... Hurry up!
Bloodninja: You can't hurry good pizza.
Bloodninja: I'm on my way now though
**pause**
DirtyKate: So you're at my front door now.
Bloodninja: How did you know?
Bloodninja: I knock but you can't hear me cause you're in the shower. So I let myself in, and walk inside. I put the pizza down on your coffee table.
Bloodninja: Are you ready to get nasty, baby? I'm as hot as a pizza oven
DirtyKate: ooohh yeah. I step out of the shower and I'm all wet and cold. Warm me up baby
Bloodninja: So you're still in the bathroom?
DirtyKate: Yeah, I'm wrapping a towel around myself.
Bloodninja: I can no longer resist the pizza. I open the box and unzip my pants with my other hand. As I penetrate the gooey cheese, I moan in ecstacy. The mushrooms and Italian sausage are rough, but the sauce is deliciously soothing. I blow my load in seconds. As you leave the bathroom, I exit through the front door....
DirtyKate: What the fuck?
DirtyKate: You perverted piece of shit
DirtyKate: Fuck


and there you have it; you cant hurry good pizza.