they know

You know it was a good night when you wake up the next morning to find a dozen red cups in the bushes in your backyard.

Ruthless

Well, I got absolutely steamrolled in SC2 last night, LOL.

But I made it up by hopping on WoW right after and going 13-4 in 2s with a Frost Mage. Super random comp, but I guess it works! Two of those losses were my fault, too, so we could have easily gone 15-2, but oh well. Finally picked up my T2 axe and ready to kick some butt this season :-) It's too bad Blizzard basically said "screw you, play 3s or gtfo ->" to everyone who plays 2s, otherwise I think I could be pushing some serious rating by now, but its just too hard to find good players willing to compete in a broken bracket. Oh well. I'm still having fun.

Time to shower and then go to Costco with Anna to stock up for tonight's kickback. Peace!

thinking 'bout forever

got a fighter jet I don't get to fly it though, I'm lyin' down, thinkin' bout ya

lookin' at my Gucci, its about that time

One of my all-time favorites <3

Today has all of the makings of a perfect day - I only wish it was a little hotter. Oh well. Off to the beach!

mm

I'm having the midnight munchies the night before my first trip to the beach in about ten years, no bueno. Whyyyyyy does my house have to have so much food in it ):

discovery

Major ramblin' incoming. It's about time, too. This will probably be one of my longest posts ever; sorry to the, like, 2 people who read my blog.

First of all, damn you Facebook for implementing the "On this day in 2010..." feature, which shows you what your status updates said exactly a year ago. What did I say on August 16th, 2010? "Sushi in Daly City, Sprinkles at Stanford Shopping Center, Counseling 100, and a late-night Starbucks run. Not a bad way to start the week, not at all."And indeed, that was a very relaxing and needed day, but it also saddens me that I haven't had many of those days lately. Allow me to elaborate...

I miss it, so, so much. I don't know what "it" is. "It" isn't just one thing, it's many - people, places, the things I saw and the emotions I felt. My days have been gray as of late, and I'm finding it more and more difficult to be excited about things. Is this what college does to a man? I say this all the time, because its true: over the past year, I've been more productive than ever. I've gotten my first job, my first car, started college, met new people, and learned a little about what its like to live as an adult with expenses to pay and responsibilities to attend to. I've succeeded, for the most part, in the progression of myself as a fully-functioning individual in today's society. But, quite simply, that isn't enough for me.

I often reminisce upon the days of yore, thinking back to when I was just a youngling, eager to see the world and not yet exposed to the realities of the world. Sometimes I think that by doing this, I'm just being irrational and attempting to relive my childhood - and maybe I am. But so much has changed since then, and I can't help but to feel lost amidst it all.

My family...we don't appear to be as close anymore. My mom retired a few months ago, and I'm really glad for her, because after twenty-five plus years of hard work just to put food on the table, lord knows she deserves it. My dad is hard at work, as always. My sister got married in May, and I'm terribly happy for her and her husband, the airline pilot. They've settled down in Signal Hill with their own place and all, just the two of them and our lovely family dog, Archie. My brother and his wife are still living large in Burbank, making insane amounts of bank and enjoying what LA has to offer. But despite our individual successes, I feel as if we're no longer a family...my brother, for some reason, has an extreme dislike for San Jose, and absolutely refuses to come home for the holidays, which means that my parents and I have to head down south to be with them. And my sister, now that she's a happily married woman, will be spending more time with her husband's family for the holidays, which means that she may not be around as much anymore.

It seems like it was just yesterday that I was still a chubby kid, always eager for the holidays because it meant that my siblings would come home. We would all gather in the kitchen and help my mom and my aunts cook...mashed potatoes, that was my brother's specialty. Every year, it would be a surprise; he would decide to throw in some garlic cloves, or maybe a bit of sour cream or butter, and some chives on top. And egg salad, that was always my sister's responsibility, just a simple mixture of potatoes, eggs, and mayonnaise. Stuffing was my thing, because it was the easiest to make, but also my favorite. We would pull out the big rectangular tables and put three or four of them together so there was enough room for everyone - sometimes we had nearly thirty people at dinner! - and we would turn on the radio and just listen to some holiday tunes while my dad would take pictures and my uncles would record us eating and hanging out. After dinner, we would just sit around, basking in our gluttony, and watch some TV, look through the black friday ads, and just talk and laugh with each other. There was always tons of desserts, too: pumpkin pie, jello, cream puffs, you name it.

I think the best part, for me at least, was eating the leftovers with my siblings the following morning. Something about holiday food tastes better after its been in the refrigerator overnight and then taken out and reheated. We would usually be up by 10 or 11 and just eat with each other while watching TV, usually football or some cartoons. My brother would always have tons of DVDs (some of which belong to me now), so we always had something to watch. These were such heartwarming moments of my life, and it saddens me that we may never have something like this again, now that my brother never wants to come home and my sister has her own things to do with her husband. I don't even know where I'm going to be spending Thanksgiving and Christmas this year. I know it's not for quite some time, but it scares me to think that our family might be apart yet again this year...

I feel a little guilty for refusing to go on vacation with my parents. I was in the car the other night with my parents, my brother, and my sis-in-law, on our way to downtown Burbank to grab some coffee after dinner. My parents were talking about possibly going to New York or Chicago sometime in September, before I start school again, but my siblings were telling them how they probably can't come with because they have work and whatnot and can't take time off. I jumped into the conversation and told my parents that I don't want to go if my siblings aren't going because I'll probably be bored. And it's true - god knows I love my parents to death and want to spend time with them, but I'm the kind of person who seeks adventure and wants to see everything that he can. I like traveling, and being on the move. My parents? They're the type of people to walk slowly everywhere, taking in the sights, never in a rush to get anywhere. I feel so conflicted about this; I know they're getting older, and I should spend time with them, but I feel as if I'll seriously be held back if I go with them. I need to go with someone younger, someone like me, someone that fits my lifestyle, and if it's just my parents and I, I probably will be pretty bored and end up waiting for them most of the time. I hope that they don't take this the wrong way, and I really hope that they end up going somewhere. For as long as I remember, they've never been on a vacation without me. I just feel as if they should take some time out for themselves for a bit and spend time with each other, go somewhere romantic, and I hope they realize that I'm on my way to becoming a man and that I'll be fine at home without them. And I, too, have my own adventures to go on, so its not as if I'll be sitting at home moping around waiting for them to come back or anything.

This past weekend, I was in Southern California. I love it to death, but lately, I haven't been having much fun there. Maybe its because I've seen a lot of it already, so nothing is really "new". I spent most of my weekend with my brother and my sis-in-law in Burbank and LA, which was cool. They took me to get some tacos for lunch and then to this outdoor village where we did some window-shopping. After that, we headed over to a bar/lounge type of place, where their friend was DJing. I think I'm in love with the LA lifestyle. Up here in the Bay Area, the only people you ever see wearing brands like Stussy and Supreme are kids my age, trying to show off, but down in LA, a lot of people wear these things, including a lot of older people. You can really tell that these older people don't just wear it, but they live it as well. For them, its not a fashion statement, its a lifestyle. Anyway, the bar was cool. I didn't get carded, so the whole time my brother was handing me beer, and we just drank and chilled and played dominos while our friend was DJing, putting on a Wu-Tang Clan set.

LA is cool, but I think I miss the other areas of SoCal, though. I haven't really spent time in Orange County for the past year or so. I miss my great-aunt Di Be so much. I can't believe its been over a year since she passed away. That woman was amazing; even in her old age, she was as tough as nails and enjoyed life to its fullest. I remember when my cousin (her daughter) decided to come home with a dog, a black lab mix - boy, that thing was out of control! I spent countless nights at their house, only to be awoken by the sound of Rox barking and growling at absolutely nothing. Di Be was the only one who could ever get that dog to shut up, hahah. I miss my cousins Anh Khoa and Chi Hien. I can't imagine what life is like for them...they're still young, only in their thirties, and to live without parents must be terrifying.

I must have gone to SoCal at least twenty times last summer and the summer before that, and I spent so many nights at Khoa's house. That guy knew how to live it up. He covered up two windows on the second story of his apartment (aka the bachelor pad, haha) with boxes of liquor bottles, creating an "alcohol mosaic". It was pretty neat. We would always do the most random stuff; I remember my first time sitting in his Porsche. We were driving down the street to the KFC parking lot so that he could meet up with this guy he found on Craigslist who wanted to buy his laptop. We would often get some bomb-ass grub for dinner - a lot of Boiling Crab or Kyochon Chicken, a lot of finger food - and crack open a few ice-cold Coronas and just pig out. And in the afternoons, we would head down to the pool and go for a swim and then just lay back on the pool chairs, getting our tan on with a couple of beers in hand, and cigarettes for him. I never smoked, nor do I ever plan to. I do enjoy a good beer every now and then. I hate drinking with the intention of getting wasted. I like drinking when its just to chill and hang out, which is why I like beer. Plus it tastes great with most food.

The other year, I went to Disneyland with a close friend of mine right before senior year started. We stayed at Khoa's house, and at the time Di Be was staying there as well. I remember being awoken by that stupid dog on the morning of our first day to be spent at Disneyland, and I found that Di Be went to the market early in the morning before we were even awake so that she could get food and snacks for us to bring into Disneyland <3 Thank you. It's a weird feeling, coping with death. Di Be was the first person to pass away in my family that I really knew and was close to. I didn't cry a single tear at her funeral, but for the first time I saw my sister and my sister-in-law reduced to tears, a truly saddening sight. At the time, I remember asking myself over and over why I didn't cry. I thought something was wrong with me. It's not that I don't miss her, because I do, more than anyone knows, but I think I was able to accept it, just take it in. Her death was not a surprise, by any means; she had been struggling with cancer for the longest time, and it was only a matter of time before she passed. But knowing her, the strong, resilient woman that she was, I feel as if she lived as full of a life as anybody in my family, and I know that she's in a better place now. Rest in peace, Di Be <3

That Disneyland trip was really something, though...I've been meaning to go back, but it also has to be under the right circumstances. At the time that I went to Disneyland, it was just me and a friend of mine, and we had such an amazing time. But what really put the cherry on top for me was the fact that I had somebody to love. I guess you can say that I was "talking" to someone back then, my friend Amery. As much as I enjoyed being at Disneyland, I enjoyed talking to her just as much; she would constantly text me, asking me what ride I'm going on next or when I'm going to come home, telling me how much she misses me and wants to see me and that she can't wait until I'm back home, and occasionally call as I was waiting in line to get onto a ride or to get some food, just to say hi and "check up" on me.

As stupid and irrational as this sounds, I feel like if I were go to Disneyland now, with my wounded and scarred heart and without someone to love, it wouldn't be the same. It's the same reason I chose not to go to my senior prom; I could have found a date if I wanted to, for sure, but I just wasn't feeling it. I wanted my prom to be a night spent with someone truly special to me, not just any girl I decide to ask out. And yeah, if I go to Disneyland now, I'll have fun on all the rides and everything, sure - but it won't be the same. I won't have someone waiting for me at home. I won't have someone in my heart, knowing that she loves me as much as I love her. I'll be at the happiest place on earth, but I won't be as happy as I could truly be. Or at least that's what I believe, which is why I'm saving that Disneyland trip for someone special - whenever that happens. Can't rush things, though, right? It just stinks being third wheel all the time.

I'm a little scared about the upcoming months. Lately I've been hanging out a lot with a group of friends, consisting of my childhood homies Anna and Jessica (who's dad is best friends with my dad, so we're practically like family to each other), their boyfriends David and Christian, respectively, and then our friend Randy, and then me. Randy and I are the "third wheels", so to speak, but we don't really mind. I dunno what I'd do without him, and he texted me the other week when he was at Fantasia with Anna and David, telling me that he needs me and he hella feels like a third wheel, LOL. Slight bromance between us I guess. But forreals, I'm worried - Jessica is moving to SD in 10 days and Anna is going to go back to SB in September. I dunno what we're going to do without the girls, or if we'll even hang out anymore. Randy and I will probably be pretty close still, but other than that, I just don't know. I haven't really hung out with anyone else lately. Most of my other friends have their own things going on or their own groups of friends that they hang out with. Me, I'm the type of guy who's down for anything, anytime, just waiting for people to hit me up to go out somewhere.

Looking at the people around me...I feel as if everybody has become so successful. Everyone has grown and done so much. My mom is now happily retired. My dad is still hard at work, making more bank. My brother and his wife are living it up, always trying new things and seeing new sights. My sister and her husband are settling in now, enjoying their house and their dog. Di Be finally has a piece of paradise to call her own, bless her soul. Khoa texted my mom the other day, saying that he's heading up north for a business trip. Chi Hien went to visit our family in Norway last month and returned with some delicious chocolates. Anna and Jess are still here, but are starting to get ready to get back to SB and SD for college. Amery seems to be happy with Mark, and I'm glad for the both of them. Michelle seems to have found someone, too, good for her. Even that lying, deceiving s-word that I had a one-nighter with the other month is talking to someone now.

And me? I'm still standing here, in the same spot, watching the world pass me by. I still don't know what I want to major in, what I want to do when I grow up. I have so much growing to do still. I've taken my chances at love, but they never seem to work out. Not giving up, though, and not going to bother putting up walls, because I'll never know who the right one for me is if I never let anyone in. I want to put our family back together. I want to put the love back into my heart, but I feel as if everyone around me is content with the way things are. With so much going on in everyone's lives, nobody has the time to stand here with me.

I know and feel as if this isn't about me. I want to put our family back together not just for me, but for all of us. I know I can't be the only one feeling this way. I want to rekindle my past loves, for reasons I cannot explain. Part of me feels like I'm always the guy who is just "there". I've always been the guy that my friends - especially the girls - came to if they ever needed relationship advice or a shoulder to lean on, someone to talk to. I feel as if people enjoy talking to me and being around me, but I'm never really a priority - the party goes on, with or without me. I've never been the star of the show, never the one in the spotlight. Part of me wishes that I were, but another part of me has grown to accept and be okay with that.

Life is precious, and there is so much more to life than me and my needs. I feel as if I belong to something greater, that I'm meant to be part of a greater good, and while I'll never rid myself of my own desires and feelings, at the very least, I can learn to accept things for what they are. There are some things in life you just can't change. And on the other hand, I can also learn to recognize when and where I can truly make a difference in the big picture.

I can sit here for hours and continue typing, pouring these memories and emotions out, trying to paint a picture of who I am, but in the grand scheme of things, I'm just another soul, looking for a place where I belong - just like you.

body heat

I've been tossing and turning for the past half hour or so, trying to get some shut-eye but to no avail. It is just too damn hot here! To make matters worse, the only clean pair of boxers that I had left are made out of some pretty thick cotton, which is great for keeping warm during the cold months but it's absolutely killing me right now. I don't know why I brought this pair.


Adding to my "To Buy" list: a pair of silk boxers, so I can keep cool.

eat some cucumbers

Only because some Filipino guy in a suuuuuper nice Evo IX pulled up next to us at an intersection today with this song playing hella loudly and a Hundreds sticker in the rear window (I would see/hear that in LA, haha) and because Huy and I hella make fun of the way he says "HIIII" when he starts the first verse, LOL.

master-craft

Leaving for SoCal in less than three hours and I haven't packed yet. Well, no point in sleeping now, is there?

I spent the past hour or two talking to my friend Paul, mostly about gaming. I guess you can say that I'm kind of in a slump, mostly because I have no one to play with anymore. All of my old WoW guildmates quit - Dave, Eugene, Dom, Jarrod, all of them. Lately I've been playing a lot of Starcraft II, but just the campaign, but soon I'll be done with that and I'll have to decide whether or not I want to get into competitive play, which scares me to no end since I've never played an RTS competitively before. I haven't played BC2 seriously in probably over a month now, and I'm rusty as hell, although its still fun once in awhile, even if I'm just playing with randoms.

I did feel a little bit better when I hopped on WoW earlier to find someone to do 2s with just to cap points for the week before I leave to SoCal. I ended up partnering with a rogue, and then after about ten games or so he switched to his holy paladin. Overall, not a bad night; got our rating up to 1380-something, almost 1400. The best thing that came out of this, though, was that he told me that he's been playing the game since day 1, and that I'm one of the best warriors he's ever played with. What do you know - I guess I still have it in me, after all.

Something about making the leap from casual play to competitive play is seriously terrifying to me...probably because I always feel as if I'll be inadequate, especially being in the best PvP battlegroup in the world and having so much competition against so many great players, many of whom are sponsored and play at the pro level. Then again, I'll never know how good I can be at this game until I try. I think I'll find myself a PvP guild as soon as I return from my trip and really get down to business and see how high of a rating I can push.


Until then, gaming will be the last thing on my mind, because in a couple of hours, I'll be saying goodbye to good ol' San Jose and giving a great, warm "HELLOOOOOO" to sunny Southern California <3.

=X

I'm eating leftover french fries from Cluck's right now. Probably not a good idea to eat this late at night, but oh well...

Cute girls are almost always too good to be true. And before anyone goes off on me, I will agree that personality is a very important factor when it comes to this type of thing, but I'd be lying if I said that looks aren't the first thing I notice about a girl. I mean, hey, it's only natural, right? Anyway, back to the subject at hand: it seems as if there's always a "catch" whenever you meet someone who happens to catch your eye - maybe they're still heartbroken over an ex, or perhaps they just want a fling/FWB type of thing, or they're totally the psychotic stalker type, or they're really into cats, or whatever the case may be. It seems as if nothing is ever black and white, and that there's always something in the way.

Sometimes I think life would be a whole lot easier if we all wore post-it notes on our foreheads that let other people know exactly who we are and what we're looking for in a relationship. Mine would say something along the lines of, "fun-loving and adventurous Asian guy looking for companionship; must like to eat, be able to hold a conversation over a cup of coffee or two, go on hikes, and take long walks on the beach at sunrise; good sex is a bonus but by no means a necessity".


If only life were that simple. 'twas a good night tonight, though.

durrrty

Things I've done lately (in no particular order):
-Got Fantasia (duh)
-Burned new CDs for my car
-Watched Spongebob + Fresh Prince for the first time in ages
-Tried gumbo for the first time! Thanks Anna + Jess
-Watched Drumline, LOL
-No more school = sleep at 6 A.M., wake up at 3 P.M. @_@
-"Job hunting"
-Added more dubstep to my music collection...oh noes
-Watched a LEGIT Vietnamese movie with my parents, for once
-Had what was quite possibly the worst bowl of pho ever
-PEPPER LUNCH <3
-I vacuumed my rooms and changed my sheets last week (but they're getting dirty again)
-Renewed my interest in techno/trance/hard trance/dance/xcore...kiiiinda
-Washed my car along with both of my parents' cars
-Played A LOT of Starcraft 2
-Kinda neglected WoW =X
-Met new people!
-Went to Applebee's for the first time
-Tried jello shots for the first time...meh.
-Burnt my clutch...
-Trespassed onto private property
-Caught up with some old buddies
-Got my new passport in the mail, holla!
-Found out that I'm going to SoCal with my parents this weekend (HIGHLIGHT OF MY DAY)

On my "To Do" list:
-Get a haircut
-Pick up a new pair or two of khaki/cargo shorts
-Check my HIDs, siiiigh
-Get a damn job.
-Satisfy my immense craving for chocolate, mmmm
-Get glad. (hah)
-Get diamond league (hah x2)
-Get BF3 (oksrsly, only two more months AND I CANNOT WAIIIIIT)
-Do a minor overhaul of my gaming setup...new mechanical keyboard, mouse, speakers, video card and possibly an aftermarket CPU fan as well as a monitor
-Plan out SoCal trip (anyone wanna goooooo?!)
-Get a TV in my room like I've been telling myself to do for the longest time
-OIL CHANGE
-Clean room (again)
-Cluck's
-Fix my iPod
-Make a new video, or two
-GO ON ADVENTURES/AUDE SAPERE


Despite my ever-growing To-Do list, I feel pretty productive! I'd go on and on and on, but Starcraft is calling, soooo...

NR.

This is one of those songs that just gets to me, because honestly, it pains me to see people with their walls so high.



I suppose it's understandable, though. The other month, I "fell" for a girl who doesn't believe in love - or at least that's what it seems like to me. We talked, hung out, got to know each other (you know, "the usual"), and right off the bat, everything just seemed to click; its an indescribable feeling, and I feel foolish every time I try to put into words the way that you feel when you meet someone and things are just rolling, wheels in motion, top of the world...I could go on and on, but I'm sure you know what I mean. It is, simply put, one of the deepest, most euphoric feelings that one could possibly feel.

But as in any story, things must always take a turn for the worst, and just when I thought that we might have possibly had a chance at turning one night of lust into countless days of love, the ugly truth reared its head, bore its fangs, and bit me square in the ass. "I'm not looking to date anyone seriously right now," is what it said to me, and the next thing I knew, I couldn't see; it was as if someone had literally siphoned all the light out of this world and locked it away in some magical black box, somewhere out there in the cosmos. I was at a loss for words.

While we were talking, we shared our past relationship experiences with each other. I found out she, like I, had been deeply hurt in the past, among other similarities that we had. The difference between her and I, however, is that while I had kept my head up throughout the struggles and approached my next potential lover with both my arms and my heart wide open, willing to take the risks and ready to embrace all the ups and downs that we may possibly endure, she sealed herself off from the world, keeping to herself, nursing the wounds left by her previous object of affection and letting the memory of him chain her to the wicked notion that great love only brings greater pain.

Needless to say, things didn't work out between us. To this very day, I still ask myself, "Why? Why do people build their walls so high? Not just her, but everyone else around me, too?". It is a question that I already know the answer to, because I've been there and done that myself as well; we do so because we are scared, petrified that the next person we decide to open our hearts to will only end up crushing it like the last one did. But the way I see it, why should we let our last get in the way of our next? Why is it that we let the emotional malaise of our past cockblock (for lack of a better term) any chance of happiness that we may have?

I, too, have built these walls, once upon a time. But no more. I don't believe in them. I don't need them. Whatever or whoever approaches me, I will come right back towards it and meet them head-on with every intention to see things through to the end and leave with no regrets or unsaid words left on the table. Some may call me naive, others will say that I'm reckless, but to that, I only have one response: life is short, and you'll never know how things will end up if you don't try. While you may be protecting yourself from yet another heartbreak, you could also be missing out on what may potentially blossom into a wonderful, loving relationship that you'll never see, all because you're too caught up in the past. And wouldn't that be such a shame...

To be honest, I'm not quite sure why I'm writing this right now. The hopeless romantic in me says that she'll somehow serendipitously come across this post and eventually come back, but the thinker and the realist in me tells me that its all over. I think I just really need a place to let it all out, put it all down. And while I'll never quite know whether or not I'll ever have any contact with her again, if we'll ever become even just friends again, at least I'm sure of one thing: before we went our separate ways, I poured out my heart to her, laid my cards on the table, and came straight, no BS, no games, and if nothing else, at least I can say that I tried.



Because life is too short to be wondering, "What if...?"

MIND = BLOWN

SERIOUSLY.

Shoot, I'm supposed to be studying for finals right now, but I was scrolling down my Facebook news feed and this caught my eye. This has got to be one of the coolest things I have ever seen on this show; most of the acts that are featured...well, aren't very extraordinary. Seriously, I get a little irked every time I see another singer audition, because if I wanted to hear some great singing, shouldn't I just watch American Idol instead? Anyway, I don't even like dubstep all that much, but I felt that the song was a great fit for the theme of the performance, and mad props to the software engineer for coming up with this concept, not to mention how incredibly daunting it must be to perform such a crazy choreo in the dark. I'm hoping they'll win this thing!

Lighter Than Air

Trance-mode, activated. Mirage is such an amazing album. I can't believe it took me this long to get it. This is my studying music, getting ready to knock this damn final out of the ballpark!

Gilroy Garlic Festival

I'm about to work out early for once so that I can focus on studying for finals as soon as I get home from dinner tonight, but before I go, here's some pictures from the Gilroy Garlic Festival this past Saturday.


Garlic Man!




Lines fo dayzzz








Soooo much food...






Garlic ice cream is disgusting!!




This chick was hella gettin' down by herself, hahahah


The walk back.



Alright, time for a run, followed by washing my mom's car and then SmokeEaters!

e-nglish

I was having a conversation with my friend Eric earlier and somehow we ended up talking about some of the oddities that we've noticed online over the years.

ericxthexazn: lol
ericxthexazn: oops
ericxthexazn: suppose to be caps
ericxthexazn: LOL

SJ Lazy Boy: LOL

SJ Lazy Boy: I knew it
SJ Lazy Boy: Isn't it funny how
SJ Lazy Boy: if you say
SJ Lazy Boy: LOL
SJ Lazy Boy: It implies that you find something amusing
SJ Lazy Boy: but if you say
SJ Lazy Boy: lol

ericxthexazn: its just whatever

SJ Lazy Boy: It implies that you are indifferent
SJ Lazy Boy: or mad
SJ Lazy Boy: or upset
SJ Lazy Boy: LOL

ericxthexazn: exactly

ericxthexazn: LOL

SJ Lazy Boy: How the fuck does that work

ericxthexazn: no clue

ericxthexazn: its like

ericxthexazn: to end a conversation with someone on facebook, all you have to do is like their last comment
SJ Lazy Boy: LOLLLLL

SJ Lazy Boy: SO FUCKING TRUE

It's weird...but it's true! Hahah, just an observation.