In Memory of my First Car

Those of you who have known me for a very long time no that my ACTUAL first car is a '90 Toyota Camry but it got stolen and messed up seriously within days of me getting my permit. But the rest of you know that my first car is a 2000 Honda Civic DX. Not so many of you know that about 3 weeks ago I got rear ended by some Mexican girl on her cell phone on my way to school. So now my car is "totaled" and I've been without a car since then. I am unable to drive myself to school, work, church, and/or to hang out with friends. I am not able to drive around and give people rides and drive drunk friends home (you know who you are). Many of you know how much I complained about the car and all the problems it gave me and such. Therefore many of you know how ungrateful I was to have a car that got me from point A to point B without any major problems. Well, now that it's gone, I now truly see how ungrateful I was to my parents for even getting me this car. And if I really think about it, I have lots to be thankful about BECAUSE of this car. There were alot of firsts in this car. First car. First race. First accident (NOT race related...kinda). First female passenger. First time sleeping with a girl in the car (LITERALLY sleeping. As in napping before class.) First parking ticket. First time being pulled over by a cop. First flat tire. First oil change. First tire change. And the list can actually go on. So...I guess I should say: Thank you, car, for everything that you've done for me these past 3 years.

She's a Lady

Yes it is somewhat in reference to the song. I spent the first "real" day of my spring break at UCSD with my good friends from high school. Lots of this trip was spent talking about relationships and whatnot. And in the midst of it all, me and one of my friends "Winter Snowfestival" were somewhat amazed that our other friend from highschool "Flower Waterlily Pearl" has somehow turned more feminine. Living with them for like a day I was amazed to see that Lily had indeed become more feminine. She can cook, she can clean, she can take care of me. So our dear Lily has wife potential. I now feel bad and take back those immature things I said back in the day such as: "I'm gonna feel so sorry for your boyfriend/husband cuz all you do is beat on guys." "You're too dominant." and things like that. Horrible grammar and poor usage of punctuation marks aside, she ended up not too bad. Guys going after Lily watch out man, she doesn't have one older brother, not two older brothers, but THREE older brothers with their protective eyes on you guys!

Perfection

Dang it's been awhile since I last updated my blog (almost an entire year ago!) and I'm sorry that after pretty much a year long hiatus I come back with a post that is very similar in nature to my "being immature" post. Most people know me for ALWAYS having girl problems in some way, shape, or form. And yknow I think one of my problems is that I think I try too hard to look for perfection. I tell people I know there really is no such thing as that "perfect person." However I've told people (and I've also been quoted) that "there is that special someone for everyone in the world." (Person that quoted me goes on to write: "...and when Jayce finds that girl he is going to marry her." Straight up. Like a boss.

Now going back to perfection. I'm pretty sure I know and believe that it is impossible to find that "perfect" girl that is "perfect" in every aspect. Something will always have to be compromised. In my case, she may not be Korean. She may not be super-intelligent (yeah, like I am). She may be super-ditzy and not have much common sense. She may not have ANY musical aptitude. She may be a total flake and never be on time to anything. She may be taller than me (without heels on hahaha). Her sizes may not be 34-24-34 (I said PERFECT girl rite?). *Gasp* she may not even know God and know that He sent His Son Jesus Christ to die for our sins so that we will be saved from eternal damnation in Hell (at first anyways).

Maybe I'm still looking for a girl that satisfies many of those things listed above. Even though I think I've become much less picky from when I was younger (what could I possibly know back then?) maybe I'm still way too picky and maybe totally staring at this girl and not realizing it...she could be you.