Tuesday, July 15, 2008

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Monday, November 15, 2004
In Mattancherry
I was standing in Jew Town and then it happened.

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Saturday, August 20, 2005
A few years ago, when blogs started to become all the rage, a couple of my good friends prodded me to start one. Their reasoning was that in our circle of acquaintances, my life seemed to them to be one of the most entertaining, unique, self-deprecating, but mainly downright interesting. Truthfully, I found the idea of blogging a bit self-important and narcissistic, and while I had dabbled in biographical creative writing as an undergraduate, I resisted my friends' insistence to put my words onto the world wide web.

I think part of the fascination other people had about my life was that on paper, I was part of the quintessential perfect nuclear immigrant Asian-American family: my dad is the founder and CEO of small high tech company in a well to do suburb of Los Angeles, my mom is a very put together member of our community church, and along with their two sons: me, a Harvard graduate, and my younger brother, a former National Junior tennis champion who won a scholarship to play tennis for Stanford, we were the ideal Chinese-American family. In our hometown, we were kinda like the Jones's but with an Asian last name.

The obvious line here is that the myth was not real, and yes, there were many many cracks in the penetratable surface, but the "faults" in my life and my family were not the main reason why my friends would persist, "You really need to blog." Rather, it was my complete honesty and blunt fact-of-a-matter "OMG the sky is falling but not really" way of story telling that I think they found amusing. Or maybe it really was schadenfreund. Either way, I finally decided to commit to trying to transfer my energy and enthusiasm of my life's drama onto this blog.

There are many reasons why I like the name 50 percent for the title of my musings, and in future posts I will go further into them. In this post, however, I will explain how the name was first conceived and the impetus for it. Well, in junior high and high school, I was very active in my hometown's local Chinese Christian church. Twice a week it was Church Youth Group. For some of you this may ring a bell - memorizing bible verses, car washes to raise money for missionary trips, water balloon fights at yearly Summer retreats religiously themed around such vanilla topics as "Following His Path," or "Light the Fire."

Anyway, so in my same age group of Youth Group and Bible study, there were 8 of us, 5 guys and 3 girls, and we would look forward to our weekly get togethers where we walk in God's path together. This continued all the way through our teens until we graduated from high school where we departed for different ends of the country to go to college. Well, fast forward 4 years, and guess what, 4 of us turned out to be gay or lesbian. Yes, I am not joking about that, I am being completely serious - 50 percent, of which I am in. And I say that proudly and guilt free too.

So on that note, I hope in future posts to provide you with such amusing tidbits from my life. I'm not a professional writer so be lenient (although I am getting a Masters in Fine Arts right now, but not in writing). However, hopefully, the events that I write about such as, "The Day I Came Out to my 18-year-old Brother and how Immediately After he One-Upped me and Told Me that his 17-year-old Mormon Girlfriend was Pregnant but he needed to Borrow $1000 for a Paternity Test," or, "The Night I Came Out to my College Roommate and then he Nervously Said 'Cool... Does this Mean I Can Now Date Your Ex-Girlfriend? We've been Instant Messaging and Flirting a Lot Since You Two Broke Up.'"

Welcome to my life!
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Nine ways I plan to use or not use this crappy site

Posting cool pictures for my friends and family
NOT posting crap pictures
Organizing a few cool goals or projects
NOT ranting about work
Christ... I need 9 things? Picked the wrong damn blog name.

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Wednesday, April 27, 2005
It all started as a joke.
Dossier:
24 yr. Female. Single for 1 yr. (By choice - 5 months)

So, there I was pretending to be some girl online who's "winking" at a friend, when I'm deluged with crazy emails...and winks, based on the profile. What's a self-respecting chick supposed to do, but play along? So I put up my picture. AND....I saw how shallow and visual men (and women) can be. It went from 5 winks and 4 emails(pre-pic) to 50 winks and 30 emails (post-pic) and growing. Responded and discarded most...and kept the interesting ones.
Experiment starts tomorrow with a 27 yr. old B-Schooler, followed by drinks on Friday with a 36 yr. old researcher and more drinks on Saturday with a 26 yr. old consultant.

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Monday, July 14, 2008

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Friday, September 06, 2002
Chronicles of a girl nicknamed beanbean.

"beanbean" is a moniker my mom gave me in Chinese, as a sign of her affection. My family has never, ever, called me by my given name, and they rarely use my American name. I'll always be "bean bean" or "piggy monkey" or "stinky monkey" or "stinky bean" or "monkey pig" or "fat piggy" or "skinny monkey". (Beginning to see a pattern here?) Of course, they all sound a bit cuter, or at least less-bizarre in Chinese. I love my mommy. =)
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Monday, June 13, 2005
bruised

The ice on my knee kept me still and seated in place long enough to finally sign up and open a new blog account for myself. I had been toying with the idea for a while now. I usually journal on a regular basis so of course this would be a natural progression, slipping my thoughts in a fish bowl journal for all to see. Ha! Ouch! I was rushing to serve my grandma a mug of water with an empanada clenched between my teeth, relishing the taste instead of paying attention to the wheelchair in my path. I tripped over her footpedals and crashed down hard on my knee spilling the water on the couch where she was seated.I think it took me a full minute before I could limp to the fridge for ice. Since the point of my journal is to suggest health remedies, I would use arnica, a homeopathic remedy for my bruise. ( But I haven't any ) Got to hobble. Grandma has a 911 # 2....Hurry for the porto or another accident will ensue!!!yikes ..........My grandma's doctor also suggests that you put pressure on your boo-boo for about 2 min. too reduce the black and blue color. Then I ice.

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Thursday, July 31, 2003
This is day one of my journal. I am publishing this because? Maybe it's a way to clear the air, to bear my soul. At any rate this will hopefully let some others know that they are not alone. That my life and thinking is not unusual or unique. Well, this is day one and this is what I have to say.

Not in a good mood today. Don't know why but I'm not. Everything is rubbing me the wrong way this morning. Maybe it's the exercise delima. Am I getting enough food for the amount of exercise I am doing? I'm obsessing over this exercise routine but I've lost 43lbs so I guess obsessing over it is good. Wish my wife would obsess over it a little. She'd be so much happier if she lost 10 lbs. She'd feel better and have more energy.

That's all for today.

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Welcome to LargeSized
There are two types of guys in the world...those who lie about their cock size and those who dont. This BLOG is for those who dont. They have been continuously told by partners that they were gigantic.
I count myself among that group.
We are the guys who are told to put it in slowly and not all the way. We are the oppressed minority. Girls say they like size but when they really encounter it thats not always the case.

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Saturday, July 28, 2001

what find of friends write to you for
years when they know where you live
hoe

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