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  • Writings on the Wall:

    Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, they got........ better?




    Breakfast:

    This morning, I woke up still feeling emo and decided to make myself some cereal for breakfast.  When I went down to eat a bit I noticed something strange in my bowl.  I thought I was going crazy so I left my apartment to clear my head.



    Now, would you eat that?




    A Walk:

    I decided to go for a drive but when I saw my neighbors car, I decided to go for a walk instead....



    People....wash your cars

    Lucky me though, It was a perfect day for a walk because the rain had finally stopped and the sun peaked it's eyes through the clouds.



    Can you find the smile?




    I Hop:

    After going for my walk I decided to eat at I Hop and ordered a Rooty Tooty Fresh & Fruity.  The waitress brought out my plate and all I could think to myself was *now it's just getting ridiculous*



    Looks good enough to eat.

    After I ate to my heart's content I decided to go outside and read a newspaper.  Flipping through the paper left it's own surprises.



    News Flash!!!!




    A New Day:

    After all the crazy happenings today I came to the realization that at heart I'm an optimistic person.  When things are their bleakest there is always a way out....a silver lining.

    So here is what I came away with today:
    ~If you are always feeling bad for yourself...you might not look up one day and miss something amazing.



    Carpe Diem....

    [The End:]

  • About Me:



    Something different...

    Let me start off by saying I just recently started writing in my journal seriously over the past 2 months.  Most of the time I'm just writing to entertain others and make people smile.  From time to time though I've tried to keep to the roots of my original journal and use this journal as an outlet for how I'm feeling at the moment.


    Recently, the feeling that every little mistake is magnified and every problem is a gargantuan task to solve has overwhelmed me.  I'm finding it hard to write or contrive something that will make me smile let alone others.  But like all things it will pass and I'll be back to my "normal" self.

    So don't worry the grand stories & hilarity will be back, but this entry will stay as it is.  Another random thought from a man living from day to day....




    Quote of the Day:

    "In the midst of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer."
    --Albert Camus


     

  • Event Recap:

    BAM.....all it takes is 10 seconds to change your life.

    Last night I went to the Clippers vs Timberwolves game and I was going to write about that today but a funny thing happened on the way to the game....

    I was involved in a Hit & Run!



    The Drive:

    The game is scheduled to start at 7:30pm.  I get on the freeway right after work to get to my friends apartment at UCLA to pick him up.  The drive starts at 6pm and I battle LA traffic for 2 hours before I get to my friends house at around 8:00pm.




    Shit Happens:

    The drive from my friends apartment to Staples Center is about 20-30 minutes.  

    When we are about a mile away from the Staples center my friend looks at me and says, "this part of the 10 freeway sucks because you can see the Arena but it's bumper to bumper traffic until you get there."

    At this point my car is at a complete stop because of the trafic.....

    10..........
    9..........
    8.........
    7........
    6......
    5.....
    4....
    3...
    2..
    1.

    *BAM*

    A car rear ends me from behind and my head (and neck) get flung forward towards the deck of my car.  I slam on my brakes barely stopping myself from rear ending the guy in front of me.

    After I collect myself, I jump out of the car into oncoming traffic to chew out the driver behind me. I then realize I'm in the middle of the freeway and we both decide to pull over to the side of the road. 

    I calmly ease my car out of harm's way and as I go back to talk to the guy he jets off back into traffic and I don't even see his license plate.  I don't chase him down because I hadn't even checked to see if my car was safe to go back on the road.

    So after he left......I was at first stunned then shocked then sad  then angry




    Update:

    ~My rear car bumper is kinda loose and scratched. 
    ~We ended up going to the game and the Clippers won. 
    ~My neck feels sore and I've had a headache all morning.
    ~I don't have enough information to file a police report

    When problems arise in your life, how you choose to deal with them define what kind of person you are. 

    So, I'm not going to let this get to me.  Life is to short to be concerned with something I couldn't prevent or fix now.  However....karma will take care of the guy that hit me though.

    [Note:]  Sorry, no pictures today my mind and heart aren't in it today.

  • Adventures of the Filthy Foursome:

    The Tale of the Daulhouse
    written by Nympho (Lan Nguyen)


    Spooky huh.

    The Cast:

    Eric - The Ho, Megan - The Whore, Laura - Queen Bee J, Lan - Nympho  (Me), & Jon - Special Guest




    Background:

    So on the filthy foursome's second adventure we decided to visit the Daulhouse.  From what I've heard the story behind the house goes as follows: 

    A family lived here a several years ago and while the dad was gone away on a trip the mom goes crazy and kills all their children.  The dad comes home to find his wife and decides to cover up the murder rather than let his wife go to jail.  They chop up the kids and embed the bodies into cement blocks that were used to build the home.




    Dare Me:

    This house is located at the end of a cul da sac and is on a street in old Irvine.  The thing is this particular home's construction is completly eschew of the surrounding neighborhood.  Large walls keep it seperated from the homes around it and I have to say being near the house made my heart skip several beats.  The trick of the house is you are supposed to lay your ear against the stone rocks of the home and you can then hear the silent screams of the deceased children....




    What they didn't know:

    While I was walking up to the house I noticed something moving in the window next to the front door; at the time I figured it was my imagination just playing tricks on me.  After looking over the pictures I'd taken of the house, I noticed two figures in the same window that drew my attention the night before.


    Hand print we saw back at Laura's Apt




    [NOTE:] This entry was originally posted on July 09th, 2004.

    The reason why I reposted this was because lately I've been wanting to go on another adventure with the Filthy Foursome.  Hopefully, I can convince them with this post.  In the the meantime, for our next adventure.....

    Does anyone know of any good haunted spots?

  • About Me:

    Wetting your pants as a kid, tripping down stairs, pushing on a door instead of pulling on a door....we've all had those embarassing moments we'd like to forget.  Well today I'll be talking about the most embarrising moment I've ever had...

    IN MY LIFE
    dun...dun....dun...




    Background:

    Let me set up the scenario for everyone.  It's the end of my 7th grade year at Steinbeck Middle School in San Jose.  This is my very last school day in San Jose in fact before I move to Atlanta, Georgia.  My very cool, new, young teacher decides to have our end of the year party outside.  (god I miss having those last days before summer)




    The Party:

    With the party being outside a bunch of the students decide to bring water balloons and procede to pelt each other without abandon.

    Well soon the supply of balloons dwindle and people turn to shaking up 2-liter bottles of soda and begin to chase me out in the field.

    I'm running out into the field and out of no where a pole decides to run out and hit me.


    Great moments in Lan history....




    Franken-bump:

    I black out for several seconds and then when I come to a bunch of people are crowded around me and I feel like their eyes are burning through my skin.

    I'm helped up and I try to get back to the party acting like nothing happened.  Well as I'm walking back I have this eerie feeling everyone is looking at me.  My friend walks up to me and asks me, "are you ok...?" I say of course, why?  He tells me that there is a bump on my head slowly growing in size. 

    I look up at my own forehead and I can see the ugly thing with my own two eyes!!!!


    I didn't even notice it for 5 minutes....

    I head out to the school nurse and spend the last 3 hours of the last day of school in the nurses office waiting for my parents to pick me up.  On top of that since I was moving to Atlanta that summer it was the last time I saw many of those people.  I wonder if anyone in xanga land was there that day....




    But wait, there's more:

    I did forget to tell you all about one minor detail of the story.  Earlier in the year I had lost a lot of weight because of my health.  Well since I lost so much weight all my clothes were really loose on me, especially my shorts....

    So to compensate I always had to wear belts with my shorts....for some reason on that day I didn't.....

    So while I was running away from my friends I had to continually pull up my shorts with my hands to keep from tripping.  Well after hitting the poll...you guessed it.  The below happened:


    Sorry this one is censored for you kids out there.....

    I'll dip my head down in shame now.  Actually, at the time it was one of the most horrific moments of my adolescense.  The thing is now that I can look back at it, I can't help but smile.

    So what's your most embarrasing moment?




    [Edit:] I just realized that last picture just looks like I'm flashing everyone. Hahahhaahh

  • Event Recap:

    Monday, December 6th, 2004
    Boys & Girls Club of Irvine, CA

    This event was actually from last year but I never got around to posting up pictures or writting about it.  With all the funny entries lately I thought I'd try to talk about something of a little more substance.




    Background:


    In every community, boys and girls are left to find their own recreation and companionship in the streets. An increasing number of children are at home with no adult care or supervision. Young people need to know that someone cares about them.

    Boys & Girls Clubs offer that and more. Club programs and services promote and enhance the development of boys and girls by instilling a sense of competence, usefulness, belonging and influence.

    It's are a safe place to learn and grow – all while having fun. They are truly The Positive Place For Kids.



    Damn I wish I had a room like this in my apartment.




    Jr. Picassos:

    One of my favorite activities at the Boys & Girls club was the art room.  It's amazing how little kids can just sit for an hour and just be content with just a box of crayons and paper.

    Makes me wonder why I spend all this money on video games sometimes.


    Hahah that kid on my right is so missing a front tooth

    The cool thing about kids is that once one kid does something they all do.  Well Ariana (The girl in the purple) and I earlier in the day had played some pool and so she drew me a picture for me (bottom left).  Well all the other kids were jealous and started drawing me pictures also. 



    Best presents I got all year.




    Tell me your Future:

    Well I wanted to give something to Ariana so I made her a fortune teller.  Does anyone remember these?  I loved doing these when I was a little kid.  I think I'll post up a tutorial on how to make them later.


    Some how my fortune turned out to be "Lan smells bad"




    Inspiration:

    People have been asking me where I get all my ideas and I've decided to let you in on a little secret.  I steal all my ideas from little kids....muaahahahaahah....."just playing" the real reason is that I'm high all the time.  


    Yes everyone, admire my big pen15. 




    The Pinoy Santa:

    What many people don't know is my roomate was a world class violinist in high school.  He was a part of an orchestra that got to tour around europe and the US.

    He decided to bring his violin and play Christmas songs and when I heard those notes hit the air from the other room I ran to see him in action.  The amazing thing was as he played, more & more children gathered around him......


    Here's some lumpia for you and you and you.

    Right click and "Save Target As..." this link to see a video of Patrick playing.  The video is (2.83 megs) so be patient. 

  • About Me:


    After getting the #1 spot on xanga featured content yesterday I sort of felt like a B movie star.

    So it got me thinking about what xanga would be like in a few years after people stopped reading my site.

    So today I present to you.:

    The E! True Xanga Story of "Sup007"


    Tonight at 8pm est


    Background:

    Born in Orange, CA at St Joseph's hospital Lan was the first son of Tam Dinh & Liem Nguyen.


    At an early age it was apparent that Lan loved attention.  But why you may ask?

    Well Lan was born into a family of 5 children and also had the extreme luck of being a fraternal twin.  Growing up in those surroundings he took it on himself to not only stand out but to make people laugh.


    So innocent....



    Fame:

    On February, 21st, 2005 Sup007 (or Lan as he is known in the xanga world) reached #1 on the featured xanga charts.  From here Lan began a life of fame & wonder.  It seemed like everyone was his friend and was freely giving him eprops.


    Sunisa Kim was even his spokesmodel.




    Heart of Darkness:

    Soon the fame began to get to Lan's head and he began to write shitt-ass entries.  People no longer found him interesting and stopped visiting his site.......memories of his xanga began to fade.

    On his birthday back in 2007, feeling at his loneliest Lan goes crazy and decides to rob a bank.  The problem was he tried robbing the bank with a pair of party poppers "guns".


    Of course he was quickly apprehended.




    Tragedy:

    3 years after the bank robbery incident Lan is released from prison only to find his house has been foreclosed and his friends & family have forskaen him.


    A friend tries without luck to help him out.




    Rock Bottom:

    Later on "E True Xanga Story" finds him passed out in an alley, laying in his own filth.  We wake him up long enough to hear the words......

    "I'll suck your dick for eprops." *


    The End

    *2 eprops for anybody who knows what movie this quote is referring to.

  • Learn Something New:



    DJ Who?




    Learn:

    Over the past few months I've been doing segments called "Learn Something New" on my xanga.  My goal was to at first inspire people to go out and try new things and then it turned into a way for me to help other people learn new things.


    See the original "How to" entries








    Play Chess
    Photoshop 
    Poker Tricks 
    Paint a Room

    [Note:] Either click on the pictures or their descriptions to see more.

    *What was your favorite tutorial?
    *Are there any requests?




    Epiphany:

    I've come to realize though that since I've become so entranced by xanga that I haven't given myself enough time to explore other activites I've always wanted to.  One of which is to learn how to DJ.

    Where did this idea come from though?

    I started really listening to music in high school because of the influence of my friends but then my tastes began to become my own and I began to follow the music that I enjoyed.  Music that made me smile, touched my soul or massaged my mind.


    Yea, I don't know the words to that song either.


    I began to grow a huge respect for a DJ who could masterfully mix one beat into another or be able to gauge how a crowd was feeling and play the right song at that perfect moment to keep people out on the dance floor.




    Help:

    Well anyways, before I start there are two things I was hoping everyone could help me with though:

    1) What kind of turntables should I get?
    2) What should my DJ name be?




    Milestones:

    Today I've accomplished two things for the first time:
    ~I'm #1 on the xanga featured content list.
    ~I had 2,000 visitors on my sitemeter.

    Sorry if it sounds like I'm gloating but I'm pretty proud of both accomplishments. 

  • Learn Something New:

    On a recent entry I told everyone I would get my roomate Patrick back some how for hacking my xanga.  Well I finally figured out a way to get him back, and this is how I did it.

    I present to you:

    How to kick Patrick in the balls.




    Step 1:



    Find an unsuspecting friend.




    Step 2:



    Create a distraction.




    Step 3:



    Bring one of your legs back.




    Step 4:



    Quickly thrust your foot into his crotch.




    Step 5:



    Remember to follow through




    Step 6:



    Stand triumphantly over your victim.

    [Disclaimer:]  Reading this entry does not give you perimission to kick Lan in the balls. 



    [Edit:]

    This entry actually started out as a draft.  I thought I'd scan the picture to show you all how my weird little mind works. 


    In some ways I like this draft more than the photos

  • Writings On The Wall:

    First off I want to congratulate my sister Thao Nguyen and her fiance Steven Lim on their engagement and upcoming wedding later this year.

    When people think of multi-racial relationships they normally think in terms of black & white.  People forget, however, that asia is a continent and not a country.  There are dozens of unique nations with independent thought & cultures.

    People forget that even problems can arise from inter-asian relationships.  You may be wondering:

    What the hell is he talking about? 

    Well let me try to explain by talking about a recent lunch I attended.




    Let the Games Begin:

    The days before the Lunar New Years my family and my Steven's (my sisters Fiance) family both decide to meet [for the first time] for lunch at Maggiano's restaurant to meet and discuss arrangements for their upcoming wedding and just to meet.

    Before I continue let me say the Korean culture is a very old and respected.  In fact, I've found Korean people find their culture & religion to be the most important things in their lives and I completly respect that. 


    The thing is my sister...and I....come from a buddhist Vietnamese background.  While Steven's family comes from a tradition of hardcore Christian Koreans.  So you can only guess what happened at lunch:


    That's right.....World War III




    On the Table:

    The conversation started out normal enough and we exchanged family histories and such but then real topics started coming up.

    ~What month the wedding would be in.
    ~Would it be a church wedding?  If so, which church?
    ~Steven's mother said something I'll never forget the rest of my life.

    "I'm sad I'm not going to have a Korean grandchild."

    When I heard this my mouth hit the floor.  I was speechless. 




    The Aftermath:

    Here are the casualties of the first Round.  They were lined up in body bags along the side of the room....


    Oh, the horror 

    After all was said and done the day actually ended a lot better than I thought it would've.  Steven's family was actually very nice and treated us to the best of their knowledge. 

    The comfortable settings and delictable food helped assuage some of the the tension.  I wonder how round two will be like though.  Stay tuned.......

    Has anyone had experience with this? 




    "He's Korean [a grocery store owner he regularly sees]. Now I'd never say I'd hate all korean people.  I haven't met all korean people.  That hate talks for savages.  But eventhough I don't generalize.  I do do percentages and averages.  So far I hate 1 out of 5 korean people I've met so far."

    ~Dave Chappelle from an episode of Def Poetry Jam

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