Golden ‘Nigz’ Rong

Recently my friend had brought to my attention, that women go thru a lot just by getting on the train, and i think about it yea, its true son. Like yesterday i was on the bus and i noticed the girl sitting across from me. I didn’t want to say hi or anything cause 1. I was tired, and 2. My breath smelled bad cause i just woke up and didn’t have gum.

So as while i was exchanging glances at her, and her at me, I knew it was too late to talk to her. But then I thought of what my friend had said to me, and i realized women go thru a lot by just getting on the train.

As we all know, Women like to dress pretty cause you know, they want to impress their special someone’s in their life, or look good just in case they find that special someone in their life. So when a girl who’s particularly attractive walks onto the train looking pretty, and all that jazz, People tend to stare, and by people, i mean Men. So i know you find it awkward when we look at you, and shit, and your all like ugh why the fuck is he looking at me. Mam, just take it as a compliment because we find you pretty.

Now as the title of my post goes’ I’m sorry for looking at you cause i find you pretty. And I’m sorry if many of my fellow gender has done stupid shit like holler at you or say sexist remarks, or even touched you.

Mam, if you were in trouble, I would’ve jumped in and fucked up the crazy.

Fuck you and your fucking couch. Don’t you just hate people who fucking use you. I am guilty of using others for things, but seriously, at least i try to make up for it and shit. I don’t just fucking use them and then fucking ignore them afterwards.

So let an rong give a mighty great example.

Let’s say Bitch says, Hey let’s have a photo shoot. Why yes, An Rong being the good human being he is agrees to help said bitch. Bitch acts all nice, gives him those yess’m’s and them hahas and laughs at his shitty jokes. Soo An Rong thinks its cool and this said bitch would go forth and chill with An Rong more and you know become good friends and what not and such and such and so forth. Then he spends his whole night editing her damn photos, and he gets sick of seeing the sight of her, but he does it cause hes a nice son of a gun soo that she can have them ready for her interview with a modeling agency in 2 days. He even says send it to this good photo printing place, its cheap anyway. but no after An Rong has sent her all the pixels and the bytes and shit, she takes it, and says im going to print it at the Kodak store, which is very fucking WRONG TO An Rong’s art, because they going to get the colors wrong, and he going look like a shitty photographer. So then An Rong tries to chill with said Bitch after all this, and now she doesn’t talk to him, and doesn’t seem to care. So An Rong says to said Bitch, go suck a bag of baby dicks you fucking using octopussy licking nipple sucking dick licking bitch.

That’s right ladies and gent’s… my lady blues is back. I don’t know if its cause someone left me feeling like this, or if its all these sappy movies I’m watching, or something else. But fuck you blues. yet you make me feel human.

So I’ve been thinking if maybe your with the wrong person? Are you? I see you all the time, your not that far away. I’ve spent time with you, and every time, you leave me thinking, are you with the right person. You tell me how he ignores you for this and that, and how he isn’t good to you, soo why the fuck are you with him you dumb bitch. If it was up to you, you’d prolly spend more time with me than him. He looks like a dipshit too, You ever look in a mirror how you too look together, fucking disgusting. why u still with him? Prolly cause your too use to it, soo fuck you and your fucking couch.

I want a B.I.T.C.H.
Beautiful Intellectual Tantalizing Chinese (Or Asian) Honey

You want to get somewhere,

you take the train,

you get to the train station,

you never know when the train is coming,

30 seconds, a minute, half an hour, never?

But you just stand on the platform waiting,

Your train comes, You get on,

You think its right

then you get where you want to

but are you too early,too late?

You can never be sure until you really gotten on that train that comes on time every day

no delays, and you understand its right

You caught the perfect train.

You sit two rows in front of me in this gigantic auditorium, you sit there.  Part of ur hair pulled back, enough to leave bangs in the front and hair flowing from the back.  Sitting there, she sits by herself.  She doesn’t have friends in the class, why don’t i go and talk to her?  She’s got her Brooklyn Industries bookbag, her DS in hand playing her games during class.  She has a friendly look, yet she has a bitch look, why can’t I just say hi?  Wearing her dark denim, her various v neck t-shirts, with her Nikes, she’s just two rows away.  Wait till the end of class, wait to get close enough to say hi, but everytime i chicken out.  What is it about the girl i think would be perfect, what is it that keeps me from saying hi?  Is there some force that says no, you can’t, cause you just aren’t worth it?

No I don’t think so, it’s just me thinking and thinking, and before i know it, shes walked past me and my chance to say hi is gone and there is only soo much time i have left to do so.

I am quite superstituous. If i drop my chopsticks, I say “fai lok” to rid the bad spirits.  If i see a shooting star, I’ll make a wish.  A few weeks ago, I saw a shooting star, i made a wish, the wish, I don’t truely remember, but i guess if it happens its when i know.

I go to eat sushi with people, and, it is at a Chinese restaurant.  Freaking Long Island.  But yea at the end of the meal, we get fortune cookies.  As few may know, fortune cookies are not fucking really Chinese.  It was made in America because of racist fucks who believed that my people could predict the future, cause our eyes are a bit more slanted and our children are smarter than theirs.  My last two fortune cookies said; “You will experience small success, especially in romance”  and “Things are turning for the bright side.”  I hope that is right.

So i hope my wish wasn’t to get good fortune cookie fortunes, which in the end, accumlates to just pieces of paper.

Accept that which you can not.

Yea soo because Sony feels like being asses you wont be able to see the video, but heres a version BTHS Media made like 3 years ago enjoy.  The song is stuck in my head btw.  Very gay

Been trying to keep busy lately.  Had a lot of stuff to keep me at it.  I haven’t been angry as of late so to those who love reading shit when I’m angry.

Something that’s been on my mind as of late, or for a while, is love.

Call me a girl, call me a bitch, say what you can, but i feel as if i’m still for that hopeless romantic love.

Always trying to find the girl, i can just sweep off her feet, and have her stay a while, from the leaves turning from green to gold, see the auora borealis, and just fall asleep into our dreams.

You know how when you first get into a relationship and your all lovey dovey and shit.  Like you will have an away message like, “I miss my baby, 10.21.” or some bullshit like that.  Yea, it’s nice that you fucking found a love and your all happy, but motherfucker, I ain’t like that.  You dont need the world to fucking know.  I would like to not be reminded of my current state.  A state where I constantly cant make up my mind.  Where my heart is as the chinese say, Flower hearted.

I remember when i had a gf, i was all mushy and shit, telling her this and that, and telling people that and this, cause i believed i was soo happy.  Then when the castle came crumbling down, I was just left on the other side of the moat.  So i guess, I am just hating on what i don’t have.  soo next time i fall for someone, and have that type of love where my friends make fun of me for how much i love her and talk about her, like how i made fun of them when they did the same thing type love.  But if i find that type love, won’t the castle eventually crumble again.

I’m looking for the type love where she understands what i do.  The type love where I can chill with my friends and she’ll understand that.  Where I can watch my television shows in peace type love.  The type love where she’ll enjoy what i do.  Where she’ll let me use her in my work type love.  I want a love where she’ll just randomly visit me and take me away and each time it’ll be the best time of my life type love.  But i don’t have that, cause there aint no type love for me.

Type Love style borrowed from Shihan.

It’s been a while since I’ve had a girlfriend.  I’ve liked a few people, but not enough to really go for it and give it my all.  I guess its just the fact that i can’t really give myself out to really truely show a person who i am.

I see people getting relationships left and right, stay in relationships that hurt them, be with people they dont really want to be with.  But it happens, thats life.

I consistently interact with females.  I talk to them, think about them.  But theres only a few that really stick to my mind.  the ones that do, are only they cause they interest me or they can make me smile when i’m sad.

Right now theres one on my mind.  Shes been in and out of my life.  Mostly Out.  The moments she’s in, my life is just simple it all makes sense.  I don’t worry, i just enjoy my time with her.  Things feel better.  But when i look again i realize, i’m just the fool letting her in.  I shouldve shut the door, i should never have tried to re connect with her.  It only gives me more on my mind to think, more to worry about when shes gone.  Soo the basic purpose of this is to say

I GOT MY FUCKING DRIVER’S LICENSE MOTHERFUCKERS

It is 4:54 A.M. Why the hell am i still up?

Thats because its suppose to be 3:54 A.M.

I guess i have abandoned my sole purpose to this blog. That is the be an angry fuck and tell people how i see things. Well I Am back with some girl issues and a rant. =O in the same post? Can it be done, or can’t it be done?

So lets start with angry rant. Why is it that so many men are insecure with their sexualities and such. Like i know shit that pushes boundaries which is border line un straight. But common some shit like watching Project Runway, and the fact that i like art.

My brother has ridiculed me for such things. I like watching Project Runway, i think its an interesting fucking program. It’s not like I watch it to fucking look at Tom Gunn. I watch it because i think fashion of the such is interesting. It wouldnt hurt some of u guys to actually watch it maybe you’ll understand you are prolly dressed really badly.

An example of a guy who is dressed badly. There is this 6 foot guy in my writing class, he is white, walks around like he runs shit. But he sounds like a retard. Like that nasal white boy sound that if u heard too much u might want to kick in the chest. Well on thursday, i see him in class instead of him wearing his usual fraternity sweater, he is wearing some red hoodie with some shiny ass gold letter, which i do believe he probably purchased at VIM or your neighborhood friendly White Boy try to Dress Black Store. WTF what the hell are you wearing its like god damn its not enough that you wear the same sweater everyday, and now the day you decide to change you decide to look like a fucking douche.

While I am on the topic of people looking bad. There was a girl i was trying to flirt with at orientation, her name was Jackie, a korean girl, she was cute had a orangey tan, walked around with a Louis Vuitton bag. Shit was huge, like i think it prolly cost her around a grand or more for it. So i was like damn girl spending a lot of money, donate to the struggling artist fund. Well if you couldnt tell where my hitting on her went, it bombed and we never spoke again. As I was walking towards something on campus, i see her, carrying that distinct big ass Louis Vuitton bag that i saw at orientation. THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, I SEE UGGS!!!!!!!!! bitch is carrying a louis vuitton bag while wearing uggs. bitch you crazy? thats like mixing meat and dairy not kosher. like your bag is the same tint as your uggly ass uggs, but like that is not a fucking reason to wear it while sporting ur louis. fucking this got me going what has this world come to. Also girls who wear uggs all the time, shit aint pretty its ugly.

Next, I am not gay because i like art. Do you know how many women Picasso has had sex with. To many to fucking count. Artist are often misunderstood, and that is what you are all misunderstanding. I am not gay because i like to paint, or i like to take photographs. I do it because i love it. I love the feeling of creating a piece that changes the way a person views the world. I want to give people hope for a better day tomorrow, and a reason to keep moving on. So go ahead and call art gay, but the only thing gay is the ignorance shitting from your assholes which have moved from your ass to your mouths.

Why are you soo concerned with what is straight and gay? People are who they are, So if i were to come out and say I were gay, you would not treat me the same as before? I would still be the same person, I didn’t change, its not like I’m different. It’d just be your ignorance blinding you with the idea that i’d want to fuck you. to quote Eliot Chang, “You don’t appeal to heterosexuals, now all of a sudden, your homolicious?”

Next. I was thinking of what my ideal girl would be, thanks to Special K.

I was thinking of what qualities shed have how she would look, and i guess i came up with a list.

Cute- meaning she can make a fob sign with one hand, two hands, and do the poke in the cheek thing and i’d find each and everyone cute.

Sense of style- bitch better not be wearing freaking uggs and sporting a louis vuitton. I like a girl who looks presentable and doesn’t dress like a skank, who can make decisions on he wants her to dress. that is why style in a girl is very important.

thats my first two, next entry will come with me.

Edit:  I am heterosexual Jun