Whoever has a roller backpack in high school i can gaurentee them that they will get their ass kicked. Roller backpacks are just another way of saying," I'm so weak, i cant even carry a simple burden of 8 pounds on my back! I need to drag it along on wheels so my arms arent tired!"
Thats why i think anyone that has a roller backpack has issues. And so far im right. Every person that i know that has a roller backpack is somewhat screwed up.
And when i started 7th grade, i was suprised to what people said about one person, Rachel Pepper. When someone told me to stay away from her, i was suprised. Her?? The one that looks like a baby dwarf and drags around that red roller all day?? What can she do thats harmful?
I regret saying that. First contact with her was in Johnson. And then it started. She wouldnt stop talking. SERIOUSLY, SHE WONT STOP TALKING! Another of her annoying little traits is her obssession with animals. She tried to pet a bee and it stung her. Even then she tries to catch bees with her hand. Now im not a mental doctor, but anyone that does that has to be fucked up.
And her famous WAIT! She write soooooo damn slow. Everytime the slide changes she yells at the top of her lungs WWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTT! And every time i yell SHUUUUUUUUUUT UUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPP!
Never judge by size.............................never........
Waking up and then walking down is always a pain in the ass for me. One day i went down to the bus stop earlier than usual. No one else was there, and i got to sit on the stone grave that we use as a bench all by myself. It was a cold and foggy morning, and all i had was shorts and a t-shirt on. I was just wondering on what i got on the spanish test ( got a A, 64 points), when i saw a man with a broom sweeping. He was in a hooded jacket and faded jeans. I knew this guy. I knew this guy since i could walk to the park. This guy was the same man that took care of this park for the same 20 years.
Somehow i am then reminded of my childhood. I remember being 6 years old when my first grade teacher, Mrs. Lemarr, asked me what i wanted to be when i grew up. I didnt know. Everyone wasnt to be a NASCAR driver, police, nurse, doctor, but i didnt know. I just stared at her blankly. She read my mind and went on to the next person. 4 years later my dad brings it up.
" What do you to do with your life Clyde?"
'...................i dont know'
Then a year ago, i just made up a job just to make everyone happy. So then i just said,' I want to be a botanist. ( hey, it worked)
But then i asked myself, ' What the hell am i going to do?' I just sat down and contemplated on this little question that has ruled my first 11 years of my life. Then i knew the answer, i knew what i wanted to do with my life.
A few months ago, my father then asked me once again,' So, what do you want to do with your life?'
I smiled, looked him straight in the eye and said with the wisdom of a Korean Confucious.......................
' To live and die happy'
And now i come back to my senses. I look at the man that runs this park. I hear him humming the tune to a personal song of his. I see the joy in his face. I know that he loves breaking his back and straining his muscles just to open and close the park everyday. He might not have a Lexus or plasma TV's, mansions or vacations to Hawaii. But he has more than most people will ever have. I smile, lay back, and peer at the grey skies ahead waiting for the man to finish his life duties.
To live and die happy, no more, no less...............and so it shall be
I was watching some TV shows due to extreme boredom. When the commercial break started, of of them was for a show called,' A Current Affair'
It was one of those crappy ads, but this one was interesting.
" A Current Affair, finally, i news program with a 'in your face' attitude you just wont find anywhere else'
Then i wondered, what if the newsprogram really was like what it said it was.
' HERES THE FUCKING MICHEAL JACKSON CASE YOU FUCKING RETARDS! KEEP LISTENING AND STAY TUNED OR ELSE YOUR A FUCKING ASSHOLE! YOU LIKE MY IN YOUR FACE ATTITUDE, DONT YOU BITCH! IS THAT IN YOUR FACE ENOUGH FOR YOU!
Then i wondered what my blog would be like.
' THIS IS WHAT I FUCKING DID TODAY! I SAW THIS RICH ASS PERSON THAT WANTED THIS AND THAT! BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH! '
Ok, that was enough cursing for today. But i still thought that the producers of ' A Current Affair' were fucked up. Maybe ill print this entry out and, thats right, SHOVE IT IN THEIR FACE!
Its interesting how some people have a phobia of acting like an idiot at parties. Come on, live a little. When i go to parties, theres always some group of people that cross their arms and just stand there. While all the rest of us are laughing our asses off at each other, they just stand there.
Let loose. Go crazy. Act like a monkey. If it makes you happy, whats to stop you? Some asshole that thinks his opinion overules everything else?
I'm sure most of you have seen the Numa Numa video. If you havent here, i just got the link from some random website off of Google.
This guy kicks ass. All he does is sit there and sing to his favorite song and yet he still kicks ass. Yeah, he looks like he's singing in the shower, but damn me if he isnt happy.
And yet i cant get that song out of my head. The song is weird, yes.........but hey, i like it. If you think I'm going crazy, good. Im letting loose today.
p.s. If you want the song its called ' dragostea din tie '
When i was about 4 years old, i had 3 fish. One was black, the other were goldfish. I used to stare at them all day long. Then my sister put in another fish. But that fish was poisonous, and one by one, all of them floated to the surface. I remember being smaller than most of the clay pots in the backyard, yet i felt so much sympathy for the fish that i placed it in the tomato plant pot and burying it.
9 years later, we take out our old fish tank and put in 6 more fish. Again, something was wrong with the fish and 3 of them died. I placed them all in a cup, took the shovel, and made a grave. I bruied them once again and said a prayer. I know, so much damn remorse for a fish. But then i thought to myself, " What if we were as expendable as the fish? That we are just another fish in the pond that happens to die? That i was God to the fish and just buried them without much thought? What if God thought of us the way i thoguht of fish? Oh, its just fish, we can always get more...........
So when i went to the doctor today and was informed that my vision is just going to get worse, i didnt really feel much shock. I'm just another fish in the pond. Just another being that has been cursed. We are all fish. The only difference is what color.
Racism still exists. I'm sure you all know that. But we asians are the most sliently critized in the American society. Everywhere i look, Americans have found a way to make us look bad the slightest bit. Even in my Science textbook, i found something very wrong that pointed the finger towards Asians.
On page something, theres a whole bunch of White people that are studying something about pollution. And on the side, theres an animated drawing of a Asian girl that has just 2 lines for eyes and holding a sign that said, ' STOP!'
In the newspapers today, i was just looking at the comics. Boondocks, by the way, kicks ass. I looked on the back and there was 3 pictures. A white girl, two black kids, and an asian girl. The white and black and smiling fine, while the asian has big ass braces everywhere.
Even at school. In Johnson, if something about Asia comes up in a video, i can be sure that Maxx, or Rohit is going to say something about it. And relentless jokes about eyes and how we do martial art crap. Yes, i can kick-ass.............Is there something wrong with that?
Does my school encourage people to be weaklings so something can just step in and crush everyone?
Fuck this, when everyone is still cowering under the roofs of their mansions, waiting for someone to tell them that its all right, I'll be still going......
Tae kwon do was unusual today. Willie came back from his basketball tournaments so he can come back to the studio. It was Friday, and Friday is always sparring day. Luckily for me, Edith and Ruben came back so i wasnt bored.
Willie wasnt really in to tune. From all the basketball, he lost some of his fighting skills. I went against the usuals, Richard, Ruben, and Edith. But when Willie went against Ruben, he just lost it. He couldnt step or spar the way he used to. He lost that speed that knocked me down a couple of times. So Ruben, sensing this, charged him and Willie went down in about 20 seconds. The round ended and he sat down. I could see he was mad at himself. I just watched the other guys fight, and then Willie and Ruben were called again.
This time Willie had it. He gracefully circled Ruben and delivered a perfect back kick to his chest. The round ended, and Willie won by 6 points.
Richard leaned over and said,' Damn, i thought he was going to lose since he was away for so long'
I found it weird that i ran out of my barter items. Considering that my rosary's were pinky sized and that most of my school is jewish, i found it weird. Being the pope ( Jesus for Jed ), was pretty good. Aside the fact that it was boiling and i had to put on a heavy robe and a hat, it was good.
But then the downfall came. When it was time to clean-up, i saw people getting pink or blue slips of paper out. Then i was thinking,' Why does everyone has those slips?' Then it hit me, that was the out-ticket. That slip was the only thing keeping me from going home. The main thought that was going through me mind was ,' SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!'
Yeah, i forgot about that thing. But it was worth it. I got starburst from tasha and a coke from natasha's cooler. Considering that i didnt have a lunch, those two items saved me from collapsing on the floor drooling blood all over the sidewalk. Oh yeah, and the hot dog bun..............that was weird. Gil had hot dog buns and called it 'Holy Bread'.
So imagine how i feel when hes out and parents ask me,' Whats the hot dog buns for?'
'Uhhh..........its holy bread'
'....................oh'
And in their heads, i know their thinking,' What a fucked up kid'
Whatever, it was worth it. Oh yeah, THE POWER OF CHRIST REPELS YOU!
Today was my day to present to the class what a wonderful guy Pope Urban II was. I was skeptical about this. My costume..........was creative. And we all know how much Werber's class thinks creativity is funny. It was fun though. When we had to go through the halls, i had fun poking people with me staff when they sneered at me. I tripped someone who flipped the middle at me and stood me ground to see him go up. He just walked away muttering' Unhole bastard...........'
So being the kick ass pope i was, i shook my septer at people saying,' THE POWER OF CHRIST REPELS YOU!'
The best part was the hat. I hate wearing hats. I hat hats. But still, putting on something 2 feet tall with the power to amaze people with a gold stick and a hat made my day. Presentions still went on. I decided to give a little comedy to lighten up the mood.
People need to stop being pompous little bastards. I believe that God Almighty sent me here to kick the shit out of anyone that steps out of line. If the parents dont do it, i will. I would like nothing more than to kick Efi's or Chris's right in the jaw. Thats what redemption is, paying for your sins. If you dont get absolved by your elders, ill be more than happy to do it. Hell, maybe i should just wear the pope costume at lunch and just start whacking people with my staff. I would love to do that..................and so it shall be
I realize that you dont truly love to do something until you cry over it. Its true. If you havent gone crazy at not being able to something that you think you like, you dont.
Hell, even bands go crazy when they cant get write a song or something. Eminem went crazy when he was still in 8 mile and living in a trailer. I even teared when i got kicked in the head while sparring in a tournament.
You can never be good at something until youve broken down and yelled out in agony. And if you guys do go crazy, just remember that each cut makes a collause on your skin.
Speaking of which, white parents need to get stricter. I was bored out of my mind, so i just flipped through the channels looking for stuff. I dont have cable, so i had to settle on " Nanny 911".
The only reason i stayed on is that when they went through all the tapes, they were all white. I never once saw a black, mexican, asian family once. So i just stayed to see why the hell these kids were like this. And i just laughed when they started showing the kids when they started to kick their parents.
The parents just stood there and took it. All the while saying ' stop, stop, stop, stop'. Thats bullshit. If some asian kid did that to their parents, they would get smacked right there. Hell, when i was a kid, my own brother made sure i didnt go out of line. If i started acting like a white kid in my own house, i was get whacked right there. Thats why i dont sag or anything like that shit. If my parents saw me sag anytime, there would kick me right there. Hell, even if i sit down and shake my leg i get hit. There's no ' dont do that'. There's just a kick in the leg.'
I can picture the typical conversation of some family that has a kid that gets high.
-Hey son -Hey -...........so, hows homework -.................what? -never mind.....
More people need to smack their kids..............and so it shall be
Tomorrow is my presentation for my Renaissance thingy. And i have a lot of work to do. Yes, even though i am the pope, i still have a lot of stuff to do. Make my hat, my barter items, plan the booth, plan my speech, make my sign. Being the Pope, i have to have the most stuff on me. If you see me sweat up there, its not from being nervous, its from the 5 layers i have to put on.
I know you think im a hypocrite for telling you guys not to procrastinate, but whatever. I can do it. I mean, 8 hours is enough to do all that, right?
I know this one kid, Allen. He's not Russian but we all call him Russian. He made his mom do everything. I dont know what he did by himself, but i dont think he did much. The presentations didnt go on today, i was kinda dissapointed. The subsitute kept looking at me weird. It was a flip-flop day. I didnt really get in trouble but the people that usually keep quiet did. Leila and Kelsey............well, no i take that back. Amir and Matt. I have never heard Amir talk to anyone. But he got in trouble. I just sat there, watching their names getting written on the little slip of paper. I didnt know i was on there already two times, until she said something like, " Clyde, your already on here two times"
Today was a bad day today. The only part that was good is when i flipped both my birds up at the teacher when she wasnt looking...................pain is good................and so it shall be
Today i had to listen to about 10 presentations for Werber. It was horrible. Most of them were good but there were a few that i held my breath to aviod laughing. Ms. werber was standing next to me so anything i say would come back and smack me on the back of the head.
Emily's presentation bored the shit out of me. I was about to nod my head off to sleep but then i caught werber's eye so i just stared at the front of the room. She did her lecture about her person, and then she started her poem. I saw the poem, it was more like a packet. She just kept reading and reading and flipping pages. Her damn poem was longer than her lecture. This just annoyed the shit out of me.
Brian's was just weird. The song sounded Irish. It just was the same thing over and over with words that didnt amount to anything. The part that i enjoyed best was about the 'magimals' or something.
He bascially said' The magimals are sometimes singing magimals, but some magimals went alone and had a intrument that the magimals used. The magimals are always trying to me singing magimals and most magimas are taught by singing magimals.
Seriously, he had like 40 magimals in his thing. Fucking incredible.
Leila's just froze, kinda felt sorry for her until she blamed me.
" Clyde messed me up "
Why are you blaming me? You were reading off the notes.
So yeah, oh, and for those who are wondering, im the Pope Urban II. I hate hats, even if i make it. I had to make my stuff myself except the costume. Hacksaws dont work very well on wood. Took me a long ass time cutting through it to make my staff. But then i noticed there was a chainsaw below me. I'm not sure what happened next, but it included the police, a power outlet, and lots of blood.
Yay................pope!.............and so it shall be
Having little else to do and being exhuastered from sparring, i just turned on the radio and just tried to rest. I was listening to 102.7 and the top ten was on. When the number one song came on, i was appalled. It was that damn 'holla that girl' song. That song pisses me off.
The song was all about some girl who isnt a whore. Seriously. Listen to it. 'i aint no holla that girl'. That means,' I aint a whore'. Its fucking incredible how this song topped number one. That delivers a message to Los Angeles. That most of the girls are official sluts. Think about it. You have all these rap songs about sluts that rate 10-2, and then theres this one song that bascially yells out, ' IM NOT A SLUT' topping number one. The song itself is horrible, and yet its a idol to most of the girls out there.
And yet guys are addicted to it. They may not like it, but their addicted to it. At least four times everyday at school i hear someone singing the 'banana line'. And at least one of them is a guy. Fuckin' incredible. Hell, maybe someone will make a song thats about getting gangs together and not fighting. If that song comes out and it gets number one, im moving back to Korea.
This is just movies and songs that I think are damn good.
Movie #1- Donnie Darko-rated R This movie kicked ass. Its kinda like a sci-fi but its more like a.......a..................well, its different.
Movie #2- Gladiator-rated R
This movie didn't just kick ass, it was about kicking ass.
Movie #3- Tae Guk Gi-Rated R
Korean movie, the best damn war movie ever made. Period
Song #1- Hate or Love It- Game, 50 Cent
I just love this song.
Song #2- Mad World- Gary Jules
The only times I listen to this song is when I am feeling anger. I don't mean mad, I mean hardcore, killing-spree, lethal anger. Good song, slow but deep.
Song #3- Runnin' to Live- Tupac
True gangsta song. When it comes to rap, almost nothing can compare to this.
Song #4- Take Me Out- Franz Fernidad
For all you band hippies and stuff like that, this is actually a good song. I thought it was going to be more Green Day crap but this was damn good.
There you have it, my own personal thoughts on the media. If I could, I would go to national TV and stick up the bird and say,' FUCK BUSH!'
Damn I hate that bastard...................and so it shall be
I hate Rednecks. If theres anything i hate the most, its a Redneck. This country is full of 'em. Who knows, you might one. There everywhere, in every class. Low, middle, upper. Hell, even Calabasas has them.
It was just another Tuesday. Being done with my work and dinner, i decide to watch TV for a little before i sleep. Just flipping through the channels, i find the Simpsons and settle there. The commercials come and they suck. They're all redneck ads.
First one was a Budweiser commercial. Now anything from Budwieser has to be Redneckish. But this was fucking incredible. Bascially it went like this.
Budweiser, the best beer for the best country. Why choose any of the import beers that come from foreign countries? Why choose a beer from somewhere you dont know. Thats why Budweirser if for you. Home-brewed in the US, you can trust our beer. Its the best beer, for the best country!!!!
Redneck, pure redneck. From what i hear, this is what i can decipher.
Budweiser, it kicks Asia's ass. Why choose some shitty Korean beer? Why choose the crappy Russian beer? Why, why,why? Choose America's beer, cuz it kicks ass. Dont worry that its high priced, its American! 2nd one was for a pick-up truck.
This was truly the shittiest pick-up truck i have ever seen. I thought it was trying to attract the eye of rednecks. It just showed a orange pick-up with a hood scoop and a rear spoiler.
It has a hood scoop, just like the Daytona 500. It has a hemi, just like the Daytona 500. It even is painted orange, like the Daytona 500. And a legendary rear spoiler, just like the Daytona 500. Only a redneck would buy that. They showed it and it was the ugliest piece of shit i have ever seen. Only a redneck that loves NASCAR would buy that.
The school that i go to is obsessed with money. In my 6th grade year, i was swamped with donation form.Being the generous family we are, we donated. And yet we still were pestered by it.
And in school projects. In my brothers and sisters time, projects cost $12.50. MAX.
I'm spending more than $35 for my damn project. And we still need to buy more stuff. Seriously, our school needs to let up on the money projects. The hell with that. We spend about 50 dollars on something that going to end up in the backyard with me using it as kick-practice. No seriously, i remember we had to do a project on a ship. I had the Sweidsh Vasa. The Vasa was just a ship that the king designed and it ended up sinking cuz the king did it wrong.
I spent about $20 on it, and i ended up smashing it with a tennis racket cuz i was bored. I love violence. At lunch, i found out that Harrison and Allen are actually scared of me. Damn, and they're pretty much the buff of the school. So Allen and Harrison were scraping, and i just watched. Soon a semi-crowd formed, and some guy is black seems to be the announcer, and he said,' OK now, Clyde and Harrison go at it!'
And then Harrison, to my suprise said,' What? Hell no man, he could kick Allen's and my ass at the same time, hes gonna do tae-kwon kung fu on our asses!'
So basically i ended up grounding Allen 3 times, and i walk away happy. So anyways, yeah.
$3 for a damn lunch. 3 dollars. My elementary school had a cheaper, bigger, and slightly better lunch. But for $3 at my Calabasas school, you can get a defrosted, greasy-ass pizza, rock-hard fries, and milk that tastes like someone pissed in it.
Yeah, thats school, and thats money..............and so it shall be....
Today in P.E, we got to watch an anorexic video! You know, where a bunch of girls come on and tell why they started to stop eating. Quite idiotic actually. I would not to do nothing more than go up to the stage and yell,' YOUR ALL FAT ASSES!' That would rock. And while i was watching, i noticed one thing they all had in common. First, most were girls but that doesnt matter. What does matter was that they were all sexually abused, rich, snobby girls that took someone's bullshit way too seriously. Daddy, OMG, some girl said i was fat!
Wah, grow-up. Its hard to believe that the brain cannot comprehend extreme thinness in the mirror. Does it litterally change what you see? And the parents. The parents are bullshit too if they cant detect it.
-It seems our daughter has trouble going up the stairs. -And her ribs are sticking out. -It must be a phase............. - Yeah...........
Utter crap. So i got stuck with this crap for half an hour listening to girls whie about their 40 pound bodies. Call me unsympathetic, but i think anyone that wants to starve themselves should, so i dont have to deal with them. They're all crazy, fat ass............and so it shall be
Asia has some weird similarities with the European countries, i have learned.
For example, China is like America. Big, lots of people, and somewhat off balance, China is like America. No seriously.
Japan is like the French, We Koreans are the Jews. The Vietnamese are somewhat like the Russians, and Thailand are like Italians.
Lets look at each one and its similar country.
China-America
Both are big countries, both are military powers, and both think their better than any other country. Though both suck at producing anything useful, they like to brag and show off their stuff to companies. But at least Chinese people are smart.
Korea- Jews
We are so damn stingy. But we Koreans arent cheap. Jews are, but we arent. But we are still stingy. But we know how to make money and get rich off of Americans.
Vietnam - Russia
Vietnam has a weird language, just like russia. Have you ever heard people speak Vietname or Russian? Written in English, Russian sounds like , dues stierish wendershen. Vietnam is...........i cant do it, but its very high pitched.
Thailand- Italians
Weird food, but its pretty good. Deeply religious people, both of them. And can take a few bullets and still live. Tend to rely on other countries soldiers to protect them. Italy-Switzerland Thailand- Korea.
Yeah, thats Asia converted into English...........and so it shall be
Man, i cannot get enough of South Park. I love that bad-ass, extraordinary, bullshitting attitude. I just love South Park. I cant stop laughing. Download an episode or something. If you do download it, download either 'lord of the rings' or 'good times with weapons' South Park was my daily medicine along with the antibiotics and that cough medicine.
And Brian Regan. He rocks too. And Family Guy. Yeah...................................
Turns out the Advil didnt work. I woke up feeling the same pain. I tried to go to school, groggily walking down the halls, almost falling asleep on the desk, but i didnt make it through the 6 hours.
I had to go to the damn hospital to get real treatment. X-Rays, Strep throat testing, the works. Turns out i have ammonia and bronchitis. Now i still feel like shit and my vision has worsened. Ill probaly be back on Friday, or Monday, Yay, just in time for Kallet testing.
Medicine rocks. I woke up feeling like shit. My eyes were slanter than usual and my my head burned. But i took an Advil and went to school. And then when i started wheezing like shit everyone thought i had asthma or something. And then when i got home, i took another 2 Advil and slept two hours with 5 blankets on me. For those of you who tried to break a fever, you know how much you want to tear of the sheet and jusp in the pool. And yet i mannaged to do it with a little towel, some water, and Advil. Advil rocks.
Yes, medicine rocks. And for those who do surgery just to look better, burn in hell. That silicone could be used for something more useful. I remember something i read from Natasha's binder, saying that viagra and silicone research has more money funds than research for Alzhiemers disease. So in the future, more people will have big breasts and boners that people that dont know what to do with them. I just thought that was funny. And i hate people that spend 1500$ just to life up their nose or something.
So what, your nose is a little big. Even some damn banana asians go to srugery to get their eyes widened. Yes, i must confess, there are Asian heretics. Like the Japanese. Their trying to change their textbooks into saying that they werent involved in World War II. Thats bullshit. You cant change history. 50 years from now, i bet that America will try to pull the same shit saying they never bombed Baghdad............bastards.......and so it shall be
LMFAO means- laughing my fucking ass off. Just thought i would sqeeze that in my blog and kill two birds with one bullet.
Anyways, im here to speak up for the people that cant speak for themselves. Lately i have heard some bullshit going on with rappers. Rap is rap. No matter how shitty it is, its still rap. Hey, eminem is better than ur green day. That song, American Idiots, dont listen to it. If your white and you listen to it, too late, you are a American Idiot. Most likely if you like that song you are a 'sk8tr boi' that stands around and talks about fenders. Either that or ur russian or your name starts with a kev- and ends with a -in.
Bands cant compare to Tupac. Tupac kicks ass. Tupac is the actual gangsta. So does eminem. Now ibet ur thinking, ' Oh great, another eminem junkie.' Yes, most of them are, but he still kicks ass compared to Ramones. Yeah, just a bunch of people yelling their heads off and breaking guitars. And Goth, i hate Goth. No, i hate Goth, period.
Bascially their lyrics go like this.
BLOOD BLOOD, PUT BLOOD IN THE CUP, FOR I AM A VAMPIRE IN A WORLD OF CAGES. WOE IS ME! I hate most bands. Yeah you heard me. And get a haircut. Yeah you heard me. Im going to shave my head for the last day of school. Dont believe me? Just watch the razor.
At least once a day i always hear,' Chinese, Japanese, Korean, they all the same'.
Yeah, Jews, Germans, Russians, they're all the same. ( Forgive me Russian readers, for i know there are quite a few)
So, heres the story of how we came to be. And i bet the white people have something like on this own their own, they just dont want to admit it.
Back in the B.C.s, China was basically our homeland. Then one day, the Chinese Emperor gathered 3 of his wisest men and said, ' Bring me the flower that would bring my immortailty, and dont come back until you do or i kill you'
So the wise men went out and said to each other' Shit, we better find it'
One of them said,' I got a plan, lets go back to the Emperor' So they all go back to the Emperor and the wise guy said' Give each of us 100 of the finest men and women to help us find the flower.'
The Emperor, thinking that it was a small prive to pay for immortatily, gives each of them the 100 people. Then the wise guy said, ' Ok, lets start our own countries instead of looking for that damn flower, im going south, you guys go north.
So they all split and the guy that went south became the Vietnam, Thailand, and possibly the Philippines. The guys that went north became my homeland, Korea.
Now what about Japan? Japan came from Korea. Korea was separated into three kingdoms, Kogoryo, Bek-Chek, and Shila. The spelling is how you pronnounce it, damn the history book.
Shila took over, than Kogoryo. Then the Bek-Chek got pissed and went to Japan. We rule. Koreans kick ass. Shila went and became part of Kogoryo. We are actually the Kogoryeans. But the English were too lazy and just called us the Koreans. I dont blame them. I bet you white people couldnt say it either. And dont laugh out our Ching-Chong crap. I had trouble pronouncing ur damn Byzantine Empire. And the Teutons. And then Visigoths and stuff.
Yes, Asians rule. We kick ass. Except for Thailand. Just kidding, Thailand kicks ass too Tori.
