toi. wo. me.
name nguyen will
sex it's been a while...
infatuations
yale
bartenders at south beach
sex
lots of sex
having sex
not being without sex
making love
fucking.
food
eating food
the color red
orchids
daffodils
dancing to good music
dancing like no one's looking
making faces at myself in the mirror
kites
haribo gummi bears
trolli bright crawlers
trolli peachi-o's
going to bed knowing that you could sleep in for as long as you like
hurricanes
tornadoes
storm chasing
wearing as little clothes as possible
any type of berry
family guy
simpsons
being blunt
persimmons
queer as folk
antijokes
new york city
frappachinos (the bottled kind)
tapioca drinks/bubble tea
a-pop
80s musik
trance
good dance musik
classical musik
speaking vietnamese
making fun of the northern viet accent
mtv shows (bc the people on the shows r ridiculously retarded)
saying "FAAAACK BUSH!"
sex in the city
reciting family guy quotes
screaming random sexual terms in public to watch people's reactions
people-watching
dim sum
pho
banh cuon thit cha lua
being back in houston
dancing drunkenly in gay clubs
responsibility (hah!)
realizing im still immature in some aspects
self-analyzation
being true to myself
analyzing others
emotions
the beach
watching waves on the beach
dreaming of building a glass house (or at least a house with large windows)
waking up to sunlight shining on my face
pinching asses at the club and then, when the person turns around, pretending it wasn't me
reading on the crapper
clean bathrooms
being ocd about staying germ-free
jokes so stupid that they make you laugh anyway
laughing so hard that you cry and ur stomach hurts
idle time with friends spent talking about the randomest shit
summer nights swinging at the park at 2 in the morning
eating meals with people you love
being comfortable enough with someone where you can fart and it wouldn't be awkward
buying gifts for people and seeing the looks on their faces
holding hands
playing songs on repeat
falling asleep to musik
wallowing in emotions, good or bad (bc it makes me feel alive)
being free to do whatever i want
the urban life
seeing people get what they deserve
randomness
spontaneity
spirals
circles
watching the eye of a hurricane form on satellite imagery
song lyrics that speak to me
believing in ghosts and aliens (the universe is too goddamn big for us to be alone)
melodies that make me happy just by listening to them
butterflies
the feeling you get when ur expecting something in the mail and it finally arrives!
the weather channel
wtfpeople.com
playing with fire (literally...im a pyromaniac)
playing with fire (figuratively...life's more exciting that way)
burning ants with a magnifying glass on a hot summer day
drinking a nice glass of OJ or mr pibb first thing in the morning when i wake up (trust me. its the best tasting shit ever)
not brushing my teeth until after my first meal (regardless of the time of day)
brushing in the shower
speaking my mind...but never if it hurts someone's feelings...unless they reeeeally push me.
masturbating at least once a day (it's healthy for you)
eating raw meats (the redder the better)
sushiiii!
falling head over heels for someone who falls head over heels for you
waking up next to someone you really care about
cheongsams/qipaos
ao dai's
the gamelan (indonesian instrument)
curve for men
acqua di gio
how a smell can bring back memories of certain events or people
not taking life too seriously bc its finite
realizing that the life of this planet, the life of the sun, and even the life of universe is finite
having as much fun as possible with the life I was given
not doing my homework
not doing anything that makes me feel miserable
aspiring to be a weatherman on tv
being under a severe weather watch/warning
storms
a green sky
a purple sky
hail
watching trees sway in the wind
the philosophy of the boondock saints
wearing cute outfits
flare jeans
anything pinstripe
captain planet
the sailor senshi
scary movies
comedies
romantic movies
romantic comedies
being self-sufficient
being independent
treating people to meals
building houses in the sims
clean laundry
antibacterial wipes/soaps
putting self-righteous people in their place
the(romantic)chase
hermann park
the last 4 days of summer before i got to yale
getting my prostate massaged
pleasure of any kind
satisfaction
cosmology
being a bonafide scorpio
earning someone's trust and/or respect
being vindictive
exploring someone's body with my mouth
the feeling of butterflies in your stomach
sitting in the driver's seat
my mom
Vietnamese language
Mandarin language
talking any anything and everything, no holds barred
working out
im'ing on aim
east asian history (especially China and Vietnam)
im'ing on aim
facebook
flirting with both sexes
condemning religion but not spirituality
the smell outside after it just rained
the scent of a man's flesh
getting even
having no shame
astronomy
being a tease
playing hard-to-get
rooting for the underdog
embracing my inner child
using the word 'faggot' or 'queer' for the sake of ironic humor
keeping an open mind
keeping dark secrets
never trusting someone TOO much
wishing i had a better father
the feeling of lying down on freshly cut grass
looking at the constellations
wishing i knew what the milky way looked like from another galaxy
wishing i could travel to another galaxy (andromeda first!)
having frequent dreams of aliens abducting me and me always asking them to take me to their home galaxy
the smell of gasoline
the smell of semen (HEY! fuck u. don't judge.)
looking into someone's eyes and knowing that they love you just as much as you love them
spooning
cuddling
a good set of pecs
a muscular back
a bubble butt
having a man's weight on top of me
the look on someone's face when you're making out with them and u pull back and open your eyes and see that they still have their eyes closed and their mouth still slightly open
fellatio
getting rimmed
making people uncomfortable with blatant talk of sex
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Tuesday, April 24, 2007
me thinks im a communist...
Now playing: DJ Sammy - Why (Extended mix)
 all right so i may have pro-communist leanings. no thats not right. i lead idealistically toward communism...or prolly more toward socialism. my vietnamese professor suspects im with the reds after i went on a little tirade in a reading response about how the (south) vietnamese here in america (who are vehemently anti-communist) should explain to the younger generation both sides of the story, including the part about the communists and their idealism. To be fair, i was merely saying all this bc the objective perspective is the only one that's wholly truthful. anyway, for my final project he recommended that i translate an article in vietnamese about the "evil deeds of the communist army", an article written by south vietnamese authors, which to simply put it, is not as objective as i would have liked. i think its pretty obvious he's trying to sway me away from the red flag with the gold star...
add to that the fact that we've been studying the cultural revolution in chinese history all week (my favorite part of all chinese history btw). ive been thinking about it lately and i KNOW if i had been living in the 60s and 70s i SOOOO would have been a red guard. something about the pure idealism of the communist revolution, the enormity of the situation, the idea that i could directly affect some change on my country, alter the nation's history (presumably) for the better, it all would have been my cup of tea...beatin people left n right (hah jk...beating intellectuals jus aint right...i never quite understood y they did that...). The RED everywhere would have totally sealed the deal (its my favorite color). Red just has so much inherent meaning...passion, love, blood, rage...its a striking color...and it has the ability to provoke extreme emotion....The bright red hues all over the place would have whipped me intro a frenzy...a communist frenzy....lol.
there's just something about idealism too (including that of communism) that always seems to hook me. i blame sailor moon. that show is mad idealistic. it instilled in me a rather large dose o' ideals, especially the belief that mankind is inherently good. i suppose i do stick by those same principles today....to a point. im not going to ignore reality either though. I keep my ideals close to the heart (in the form of hope), but i live in the realm of practicality.
oh and i want one of those badass red arm bands too. somethin about the yellow sickle and hammer arranged as they are against a red background...ish quite asthetically pleasing...
anyway, i admire communism/socialism in theory. IN THEORY. i know in practice, its a goddamn shitshow bc some people (mao included) fuck it up...which is a shame but for now, that's just the way mankind is...im sure at some point in humanity's future, society will be more conducive and human nature will be less....selfish...
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all right so i may have pro-communist leanings. no thats not right. i lead idealistically toward communism...or prolly more toward socialism. my vietnamese professor suspects im with the reds after i went on a little tirade in a reading response about how the (south) vietnamese here in america (who are vehemently anti-communist) should explain to the younger generation both sides of the story, including the part about the communists and their idealism. To be fair, i was merely saying all this bc the objective perspective is the only one that's wholly truthful. anyway, for my final project he recommended that i translate an article in vietnamese about the "evil deeds of the communist army", an article written by south vietnamese authors, which to simply put it, is not as objective as i would have liked. i think its pretty obvious he's trying to sway me away from the red flag with the gold star...
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