Epitome of Perfection

Oh man. Mr. Renaissance man.

Here are some guidelines, for my man:

• You have to be smart, intelligent, clever, wise, blah blah. As I stated in my previous post, I can't fuck with you if you're a dumbass. You got to be book and street smart.
• Know what the hell you want; in life, in general. You cannot keep changing your mind about big stuff, as in life-altering decisions. Also, the break-up-get-back-together shit, not for me. This shit ain't middle school. I'm not a toy; you can't take me back when you just feel like playing around, then put me back when you're done. If you want me, keep me; if you don't, say so. I would gladly walk out of your life.
• Honesty. Famous quote: "What they don't know won't hurt them."; another famous quote, "Honesty is the best policy." I prefer the SECOND one. What ever the hell you do, I'll find out, sooner or later. Even if I don't, I guarantee that it would go back to you ten fold.
  
• Hygiene is a must!! Shower, shave, hair, teeth, ears, nose; everything. Don't be a pig. Be presentable.
• Be nice. Don't fucking hit me, and if you do, I'll hit you back. Gentleman-ess is also included in this. Open a door for a lady for once.
  
• You cannot be a bum. Take care of yourself. If you're not a bum, don't be looking like one.
• YOU do not wear the pants in the relationship. Nobody does. We're equal.
• "Do this, do that." Hell no. Haha. I don't think so. You cannot tell me: who to hang out with, what to eat, how to dress, what to say, how to talk, and whatever ridiculous requests you might have. I'm me. Please, do not try to change me. I'm reasonable; if there is something about me that's distructive, I'll change.
• Put me first, besides family. DUH!
• PERSONALITY. Don't be such a bore. I don't like monotony.
  
• Looks. I'm sorry, but you have to be at least 5feet 5inches tall. Haha. I'm already short.
• Be my best friend and my lover, all at the same time.
  

Some basics only. I don't want to get too deep into this subject. I can go on forever. =]


Bonus:

Ignorance.

Holy shit.
I must've heard the most ignorant shits in my life.

Here's a few.

1. What kind of Chinese are you? [Enough said.]
   
2. Ching-chong, ching-chang. [I don't even think these are legit words (with definitions) to begin with.]
3. Stop talking like you're black. [How do you?. Anywho, I have a Spanish accent though.]
   
4. Why do you dress 'ghetto'? [Dress like what? Plus, 'ghetto' is a noun, not an adjective, dumbass.]
   
5. Obama said that there were more than 50 states. [This shit pissed me the fuck off. Just because you don't like the fact that it's President Obama, you don't have to start lies. It's all good though; this is reality, and you're stuck in fantasy.]
6. Stop being 'gangsta/er'. [HAHA, do you see me doing drive bys? Also, you don't see me dying for a color.]
7. Do you eat cats? [WTF?!]

That was only towards me, and some might apply to other Asian/Pacific Islander descendants.

Here's a few towards Middle Easterners, and Indians:

1. Do you own a Seven Eleven, a Dunkin' Donuts, a gas station? [Stop hating, just because they have more money than you do.]
   
2. I think he put a bomb in my car. [Some lady came up to us, and asked us to check her car. She said that the guy from the Pakistani church was looking at her 'wrong'. ]
3. They are all Muslims. [I don't think so.]

..towards African-Americans, or other Blacks:

1. Why do you talk like that?. [Referring to 'Ebonics'. It was a language used by the African slaves, so the Whites wouldn't understand what they were talking about.]
2. They all live in the projects, and carry guns. [Uhmm, Obama?..]
   
3. I don't want to hang out with your friends because they scare me. [That's bullshit.]
4. They're all lazy. [FYI, predominantly of the famous or upcoming artists are African-Americans. Most of them worked their butts off.]
5. They all hustle, and deal.
   

..towards Hispanics:

1. Do you want to cut my grass, paint my house, do my roof, dig me a swimming pool? [Whatever shit that people are too lazy to do.]
2. Mexicans being referred to as 'wet backs'. [I understand that there are a lot of people who crossed the boarder illegally, but please do understand that they're only doing that for the better. I mean like if they had money, would they go to the U.S., I don't think so.]
   

Stereotypes can be ignorance. I don't believe that all stereotypes are bad, but ignorance is.
Ignorance is just a nicer way to say stupidity, in my opinion.

Go to a library, and educate yourself.

New York City Sole Collector Photoshoot - Pt. 1

One of the best weekends, EVER!!
Friday, I got wasted. Haha. Besides that, I met this girl, and you know, some action. =] The only problem is that I don't remember her name.

Saturday, I went to the city. I met some real cool people. REALLY. I wish I can show you some pics, but VULKAN won't send them to me. Asshole, ahem ahem..

Sunday, I was lucky enough to be a part of a 'Sole Collector Magazine' photo shoot. [The magazine is coming out on the last week of February.] Yupp, that was fun.

I will update, when I finally get the photos from Mango's camera. [Saturday photos, and the behind-the-scenes from today.]
For now, here's one of them.

Mikki and Russ

Anywho, special thanks to Mango (aka Vulkan) and to Puneet (aka Sole Supreme). You already know. Also, thanks to the whole crew. =]

Mikki vs Women

Oh man. I love girls, females, women.. Yea. =]
My friend and I were talking, and a question came up: "Why are girls turning gay now?"

Let me answer this in my perspective. I think females are getting into each other because they are getting tired of the males. I mean like it's the same thing over, and over, and over again. Most of the time, girls get fucked over by males. A girl to girl relationship seems rational, to me at least. Ladies understand each other, than guys trying to figure out the 'hints' and 'gestures' us girls 'supposedly' give off.

I'd been into girls, but I just never acknowledged it. I always thought it was just a phase, aka puberty. When I had my first 'encounter', I realized that I actually was attracted to females. They just turn me on, especially them girls with the big butts. They give me goosebumps. HHMMM. Oh man!
Girls know what girls want. Ya dig? =]

The Bus Ride..

This weekend was pretty good.
Went clubbing. - Reunited with some old folks from middle school. I haven't been so embarrassed for them in my life though. One of them offered me 'a condom and a corner', the other one was asking the same 'favor' in different words. See what I told y'all about boys, men, assholes (you get the point) ... Tsk, tsk..

The next day I met up with Karina, and Vulkan aka Mango (some of the COOLEST people, I must say). Karina must be the funniest lady I've ever met, and Mango, hmm too much to say. =] There should be some pics from the Met Museum, but Mango is being an asshole, and won't send them to me. =]

My week started off pretty good. Specially today, President OBAMA! You already know.

Anywho, Christine and I had a school trip to NYC. We went to the Hispanic Society of America. It was cool. They had a musuem; it had painters from Goya, and sculptures as old as from the 1400s, I think. Yea uhm, I wasn't paying much attention to the tour guide.

Knockers (interesting design; it caught my attention)

The Duchess of Alba By Goya

Then, we ate at some restaurant.

And here's our 'bus ride'.
Music Montage...

Paul Blart: Mall Cop

Sorry. I haven't been on the computer for a while. Some family issues, and other stuff.

Anywho, my friend and I watched the movie Paul Blart: Mall Cop. It was decent funny. It wasn't like oh-my-gosh-I-peed-my-pants funny, though.
Some parts I wondered if he was a perv or the girl was just into fat security guards.
I still recommend it.

Bonus:
Stereotypical Cop.

Mikki vs Men

I think that men are mostly alike.
Yea, stop the bitchin', y'all the same one way or another.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not a feminist, sexist, etc..

Anywho, I love the male species, it's just that it's hard to find a man that doesn't think about 'intimacy' 24/7, or just worry about the outer appearance. Most of the guys live, and dedicate their time to impress the opposite sex with looks. I know we girls love sexy guys, but damn, some guys work their butts off just to get an add on MySpace (yea, I said it). There is nothing wrong with that, but come on, girls are not that shallow to be attracted just by looks. I'm sorry, but I wouldn't talk to an airhead. You can be the best looking guy in the planet, but if you can't hold a conversation without mentioning the size of your 'pee-pee', I'm going to walk away and tell God that you are a waste of life.

Some of my stereotypes for the males:

1.) Wannabe-Rap-Artist
Recently, I've been meeting guys who are aspiring to be an artist; aspiring to be the next Jay-Z, the next Kanye West.. You get the point.
Honey, that is ONE in a MILLION chance. At least have a back up. You might be a one-hit-wonder like J-Kwon. Can anybody tell me where he is? Yea, I found him on Wikipedia, and he didn't even have a picture.

2.) Ganja Boy
Oh mann.. The typical weed boy. Yes, most of y'all got money. I bet you that in a week, all that gwap is going to be gone. Weed seems to be cheap, but put all that money together, and you'll probably be able to buy a car.
Here's an equation (generalization):

1 day (24 hours) = about 4 blunts = 2 grams = $40
1 day = $40
1 week = 7x40 = $280
1 month = 4x280 = $1 120
1 year = 12x1120 = $13 440 (That's a lot of money.)

In my opinion, money on weed, or just in drugs, is a waste.
You're probably too high to realize that though...

3.) The Dealer
It seems that you got it all. You got the nicest shit; nice clothes, nice cars, maybe even a nice house, and especially, the girls. Well, good luck when you get caught. All that shit is going to be gone in a blink of an eye. Next thing you'll be dealing with is somebody trying to shove something up your ass in prison. Get a real job...

"Don't get mad, I'm only being real..."
-Snoop Dogg (All About You)

TO BE CONTINUED...

Oh mi PELO..

I'm tired of looking at myself, not having anything different at all.
Change is scary, but, for the most part, it's for the better.
I've been thinking about dyeing my hair, getting tattoos and/or piercings, for quite some time now.
Here's the beginning of that list: the hair dyeing.



Keep in tune for the sequel. =]

End of Humanity

Mr. Runske made my day today.
Yes, big pile of ugly.
Growing up in Philly, and in New York, speaking of ghost stories, and other creepy shit; I would never imagine him being who he is.
He is one of my favorite teachers. Also, he is an outstanding actor and one hilarious person. He always makes fun of me; calling me ugly, telling me how stupid I am, and joking about cats (unnecessary, long story). Yea, it sounds harsh, so I asked him why he always makes fun of me, his answer was, "I only pick on people I like". I always thought that I was an exception to that rule. Haha.
He teaches in a way that will keep a student listening and interested.
Trust me, not all students will do that, unless they're intimidated.

Anywho, he mad my day by showing me this very interesting video.

Christine's Kaarawan!

Christine's 17th birthday.
We've been friends for about three years now. Imagine that!?
This girl is one of a kind. LITERALLY.
We've been through a lot.
I know this girl will stick with me until the end.
Thanks for everything, Ma.
I know there's some shit going on right now, at least I know I made you feel better. =]
Love you.

I know it wasn't much, but it's the least I can do for now. Lol.
Come on, we both know I'm broke.
I tried recycling Christmas wrapping paper by using the other side, and drawing on it. =P


"I'm actually really happy.." WTF does that mean? You weren't going to be happy if that wasn't my present to you. You bitch.

I'm Mikki

Just watch it.

It's self-explanatory.

Oh yea, it was also an English project.

I cut off half of it because I'm too lazy to do all that editing stuff.

PS; I don't dance like that in reality. lol

And yes, Daddy is THAT cool. Haha.

January 1st of 2009

Happy New Year to everyone. I can't believe it's already `09. I spent my New Year's eve/day with the fam. Everybody was getting drunk. Especially the males, including my father. When the ball dropped, they suddenly started singing 'Happy Birthday', that's how you can tell they were drunk. Later on, we found out one of the uncles was hugging a toilet bowl, puking.
Enough about the drunks.



The morning after, I just ate, played video games with the cousins, ate and ate more food. Haha. I tried playing Guitar Hero, I wasn't that bad for a first timer.

When I got home, my friends called me up. They wanted me to come with them to a party; I went. We drove around an apartment complex for about an hour, going back and forth, trying to find the place. When we got there, they were all out of liquor. Well, no biggy to me, it was only beer (nasty). I carry a bottle with me all the time, in case. Haha.

There are some things that I would love to mention, but I'm afraid I just can't.
I really wish that I had my camera with me.