| i really want to eat bbap and gogi
m korean and i won't eat bbap and or gogi.
that's like suicide.
i want to start of 2010 w/ an okaz party platter (spicy half and half) for myself
jan. 2
all you can eat sushi
jan. 3
i also want pizza.
not just any pizza.
pizza hut pizza.
jan. 4
?
let's plan some delicious things to eat.
kinda low brow i know.
we'll make it a little classier. |
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| im watching bobby flay
i dont particularly like the guy but i like his food
i want to grill more
so i can tell mr. flay "i own you"
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| hello all you xanga stalkers
welcome to my blog :]
you've caught me in a very particular season of life.
it's the season of change!
at the moment, they're little changes and changes that aren't set yet but i think it'll be these changes that'll place me wherever i might be in the next 5, 10, 20 years.
i think if i try FREAKING hard, i'd be able to trace back the changes from then till now and find myself back here in this exact place and time. sitting by myself on the living room couch typing away at 1:00 AM
i find myself wondering about what i'll really become
will i be this guy who just transferred millions of dollars to his offshore account?
or will i be this nameless nobody riding my bike to work at some equally unimportant company?
or maybe i'll be doing something that i've never dreamed of doing
but what i really want to do is become a professor
i need to go from this ...
...to this. professor badass. my students will call me just that. my homework will be called badass homework. my class won't be called class. instead, my students will say "sorry, guys. i have to go to prof. choi's BADASS TIME"
teaching and fostering the minds of students with the same passions as i do and getting paid for it. i think THAT is badass.
*on a side note, i wonder if these weird ass xanga entries will come and haunt me when i become a prof. i can imagine my students harassing me w/ all these embarrassing entries :]
back to change
you've caught me in a weird place. it's like a waiting room for people who can see their futures just a bit over and behind the receptionist counter. i see a professor version of me. people call me dr. choi.
dr. choi makes me feel like im a dentist.
i think professor sounds cooler :]
i dont write in here too often. i dont feel like writing. i tend to write when i'm troubled.
yes. i'm troubled. troubled enough to write in this freaking blog for you read.
troubled about the future and all its uncertainties.
but excitement supersedes it all.
if i really start thinking about it, all i can think about is tuition for 7 - 9 more years of school, paying off my undergrad loans, rent, gas, car payments, etc etc.
but for some reason, i know those things will take care of themselves. they always do.
and that leaves me here, still sitting, still typing.
still the same old me.
but now i'm doing THIS inside my head
[edit]
i ate a GRIP of cookies today b/c they make me feel better :] |
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