Sweet Emotion

For the longest time, I honestly thought of myself as being sensitive when it comes to others. I don't make jokes or comments that titter on the edge of them being racist or just plain inappropriate. However, after I read through my blog posts, I was startled to find just how offensive I am. I often type up the most insensitive things. I suppose it stems from my need as to not sound so pretentious, so I'm prone to cursing and being awfully random. Not that I'm trying to excuse myself from the things I've said, it's just that I want to realize myself as to where I could've gone wrong and became this awful sort of person who doesn't realize that she's being quite offensive. I dunno. I might not even be that offensive and I'm just thinking too much of it. Anyway... I guess that's all I have to say.

i don't even know why i read hockey rpf fanfiction. it started as a random thing when i googled patrick kane while watching the 2010 olympics  us v. canada game on youtube. the rest is history. whatever. Title:  a light-handed approach to regulation  by hazel Summary: Patrick Kane has soft hands. Notes: i went ahead and read this fic without the tags so i was surprised with some of the shit that went on. but i really enjoyed it. along with the fact that it's not a typical toews tops kane fic. alpha/beta/omega fic. Title: Bad Case of Loving You by ukiyo91, yukonecho Summary: Or, the one where Tazer is the Team Doctor and Kaner digs it.  Also, split-pea soup. Notes: toews is a hot doctor. what more can you ask for really. Title: bare those teeth to me please, man-eater by addandsubtract Summary:  the one where johnny is a selkie, and patrick is the fisherman's son who loves him. Notes: ngl, i had butterflies in my stomach ...

Well fucking fuck all to fucking hell because my team lost and the Kings suck.  Actually, let me reiterate that. FUCKING FUCK ALL TO FUCKING HELL BECAUSE MY TEAM FUCKING LOST AND THE KINGS FUCKING SUCK I HOPE THE FUCKING RANGERS WIN EXCEPT I DON'T LIKE THEM EITHER FUCK ALL FUCK SHIT FUCKING FUCK SHITTY SHIT UGHHHHHHHHH. Honestly, I wasn't even that surprised. I knew that the Kings had it in them to match the Hawks goal for goal and even one-up them if they really pushed for it. Which they did in this OT winner. God, it fucking hurts, but seriously there's always next year and my little shit-fit doesn't compare to how the Hawks may be feeling right now. But I had hoped. Really, really hoped that they would make it to the finals. But hoping and having the team win it all are two different things and are at times in disconnect... Ugh, it's just so frustrating.f Anyway, my brother just got home from Chicago and he got me a Blackhawk souvenir. He's the be...

Remember my older posts where I kept on angsting about my supposed inability to succeed in life and get into college in the first place? Well call me the Queen of Dramatics because I really fucking am. I applied to three instate colleges. And I got into all three. The one I got into is like one the bestest in the country. OMGGGGG. LIKE WTF I FEEL SO BLESSED. Though, I suspect one of them to be have factored in my race. Affirmative action much? Which I thought was pretty weird considering I applied as an Asian and I thought Asians were judged on a different scale in comparison to others.  IDK. Oh and guess what, I actually turned in a graduation speech.  LIKE HOLD THE FUCK UP. When did I start turning into such an academic hoolabaloo. Now, I don't know if it's going to be accepted, which it probably won't, but the fact that I did it is still a bit mind-boggling. Honestly, I just did it because one of my "friends" who also turned one in... Let's ju...

A LIST OF THE SHITTY THINGS GOING ON RIGHT NOW: 1.) College: fucking flying fuck. just fuck. i have no confidence in applying to college. i have nothing to show for other than the fact that i worked the system and rank 5th. i wasted money taking those ap exams because i didn't take them seriously. my sats suck. i missed my acts. i can't get my shit together. 2.) Friends: just fuck them. i feel like they're awfully immature and can't seem to wrap their heads around the fact that life's not a fucking movie. i wished that if they had something to say to me that they'll just go ahead and say it. 3.) Piano: i'm not progressing. i stopped progressing since year two and it's been emotionally dampening to be playing the same fucking songs over and over again. 4.) Life: i just hate everyone. i hate how everyone seems to enjoy high school. how put together they are. they don't seem to have anything that's stressing them out and i am just done w...

Ever since I learned about the controversies surrounding Robin Thicke's Blurred Lines video, I decided to check exactly what the fuss was all about. And so, I clicked on the video and began my descent into a horrified viewer at the amount of misogyny packed into one video, one song.  But rather that bring up the same old complaints, the same accusations against Robin Thicke and what a poor example of a human being, father, and husband he is, I am more peeved at the complacency of people taking this video as no more than a summer feel-good song. Like really, What The Flying Fuck. Yes, these people may not exactly support the things said on the video or the images portrayed, the fact that they are willingly listening to it without thinking that it's wrong is what terrifies me. Then, of course, they try to defend the video and Robin Thicke with the same old line, "If you don't like it, don't watch it." ajdfjkashdfjkahdlfjahkjdhfkjahruthajdkfhakjfnavkjdf...