Wolf, Fox, Dog, and Bird

You know, I was thinking about doing something huge before 2008 last week. Lots of huge things happened in my Christmas vacation (just want to wish Jesus a happy birthday again here): "accidentally" upgraded to a first class cabin is a massive one. Lol I wasn't expecting that. The whole seat was around 3 meters long and 1 and a half wide. That is the shit.

But something massive but crappy also happened...my bro Gerard rang me and told me the girl I have a crush on made out with some other dude, and that night I could not sleep (still hurts now) and I decided to take a walk around the city...bumped into lots of hoes and pimps though, but ended up in a Cuban bar. sigh...

but back in Hong Kong, I did something that become one of the highlight of 2007. At 0153 of 27 Dec, Bird (my bastard friend 'Gaybriel') rang me (and he named me Wolf) and asked if I want to spend a night out with him, his Nike-sponsored neighbor and Dog (my faggot friend Jon) since it was his birthday. Although nervous, there was no party without the Wrong Enders. So I grabbed my skateboard, put on my skate clothes, stuffed huge cushions in my bed and sneaked out of the back door (which i didn't lock it). We took a cab to downtown and skated for a couple of hours. We got some smirnoff and went to a computer bar where we played his favourite game until 4 am, which the four of us ran down to catch a cab home...but that wasn't over yet. When I got back, the back door was LOCKED and I didn't ring the bell because I didn't wanna tick off my dear old Darth mom and Vader dad. I decided to stay until my maid take the trash out...but she seemed to have forgotten to. But still I waited until 7 am when the paper dude dropped off the news, which my maid would unlock the front door and my dog (not Jon, just my dog Rocky) wouldn't bark at that (she would sound the alarm if I unlock the door from the the outside) and at that point I successfully sneaked back in.

but last I had a surprise bday party for Bird, which I invited all of my friends ( including the girl that i like) to my apartment. We ended up watching the newest American Pie (Beta House) and played manhunt in the park, which then I told 'her' about our nicknames, and she named herself 'Fox'. yall get the point.

real junior experience

whats the real junior year experience?

failing tests
sneaking into bars with fake id
having 'guys talk' like everyday
inhumane amount of homework (not only torture, but saw style torture)
4 tests in one single day
girls, girls girls (only apply to guys)

...

and 2 and a half hour of sleep. thats right, last thursday i watched too much prison break that i forgot to finish my spanish project. stayed up the whole night WITHOUT coffee. yeah me.

ahh i miss those carefree time in ucla. I MISS U KATIE, ZOE, ALEX (even though u might not remember me)

you are sixteen turning seventeen....

alright, i am enjoying my thanksgiving holiday too much...my mom is out of hong kong to some reunion in shanghai (3 days of freedom)

so just now i went to lan kwai fong, a district full of bars in hong kong with Ian, Ana, Shirley, Kelly and Megan. Lol being bad asses, we were all sixteen, but with the help of a couple "paper" we got in. spent a long time wandering around, while i tried to build a better relationship with Ana (nothing really work though). tried my best, but I didn't know what to say to her. we were really close friends, and i dont wana scare her away. if u have any suggestions, plz tell me. thx and good night.

me ayudas por favor, Jesus!

Just got back my report card.....so bad. got into so much crap for the whole week. damn. so stressed, and i just had a rugby tournement this weekend, been housing two filipinos at my place. Pressure, pushing down on me, pushing down on you.

Haha enough said about all the emo crap. I just hung out with my new best friend Ana in Pacific Place. Haha for two whole hours we just sat in starbucks. u rock girl! at least that helps me to lower my stress, but now i have to get going with my chemistry lab...

reasons to be emo again.....and reasons Not to be

so yup, one month into this battle for my humanity. freakin junior year, i guess it will be my worst year in my school life.

so yup, that gives me lots of excuses to be emo.....test, uhh. i got high honor last year, BUT i am doing Bs and Cs and even Ds and today i got my spanish test back today and....i broke my personal record. DONT wanna mention it.

and a grade rugby practices, fun, but stressful. besides typical ill tempered coaches now i even hav to house people from overseas to compete with us. gah. Jesus, me ayudas por favor!

BUT out of all the darkness i small lights shone on my path. I get to know someone this year who inspires me so much. she pulls me up when I fell into a pit and willing to stand by me. lol and halo 3 just came out. nuff' said

Asian Pie season 1 finale

Haha been more than a month since Asian pie took place. I have been too busy with my junior year (crap...) and also hanging out

And anyway here what happened in the last week of Asian Pie remains fresh in my mind. I better write it down before i forget anything...

Hollywood. Yeah, a treat before the diagnostic test. That night we all put on our best clothes. I, of course, remember to bring my emo Black Parade jacket (and again became center of attraction) and hung out with my usual group ( the girls group). Last time i went to Hollywood was like 6 years ago with my whole family. But this time i was hanging (or pimping?) with my friends there. Lots of sightseeing and shopping (only guy in a all girl's store....standing in the corner waiting for katie, alex, zoe, and kimi to choose thier stuff...)and encountered some street performers. haha there was this one moment when a drunk weirdo came up to the girls and said "yall have a same destiny tonight and you should all come along with me". The girls became scared but i kinda stood up and shouted "yo u gotta watch out man, those are my girls" and he pulled out a beer bottle and asked me to trade the girls with that and out of the sudden i shouted "screw u man i am gonna pop ur brains!" lol the girls immediately pulled me away. such a funny scene.

And now, the diagnostic test in the morning. We are kinda march inside the hall, where my mexican roomate and I sat together. And funny things happened. Remember the gay guy i told yall? During the test he talked on the phone and refused to take the test. There he was kicked out on the sight. No negotiations. Spent like 4 hours on it and we all went to the beach to celebrate. Haha we kinda swam far away from the beach and got hit by waves (katie almost killed me) and went back to play "300 football" (full contact beach football)

And that night we went to the Grove with huge ass Abercrombie store and spent our whole night there (again only guy in forever 21...sat in the corner waiting for the girls...). The next morning...UNIVERSAL STUDIO. I gotta spent the whole day with the girls, thats the great part, too bad the Gibson Guitar show was not yet opened. Haha Zoe brought me in the haunted house where the both of us got scared the shit out of only in the first part. I could have done better than that.

And the rest of the week we did more SAT preps, chilled out at the college town (hey, that night 4 people got kicked out becasue of drinking in a frat party), and on Friday we flew back to San Fran where we visited my favorite college: UC Berk. Lol there i bought this teddy bear for Katie which had the words "i got someone who loves me in Cal" written on it. Hope she likes it.

And Saturday morning...the saddest moment of the whole summer. I woke up at 6am just to say goodbye to those who were leaving earlier. And i was picked up at 9:45am sharp. sad....but hey, my awesome cousin Alvin took me to watch the Fray concert and that changed everything. Haha he is the best.

So yup, i guess that was the end of Asian Pie. And when I flew back to Hong Kong i finally got to watch 300 on the plane...and slept for 9 hrs straight. and back here I kept my promise to throw a boat party, and that....would be the beginning of ASIAN PIE SEASON II.

Asian Pie IV

a short while ago in a college not far away......

I am not being lazy by the way, but facebook kept me away from writing a new post.

haha something really funny happen on that same fateful day. Remember the girl I mentioned from last post, Katie? well on the way back to the camp she taught me to sing a song called...lipfloss. yeah, she made a guy to sing a girl's song, that i am that guy! but we had fun...or at least she did

so when we got back, the whole group decided to jump into the pool and play some pool side football. Nothing special, and that night, we did some karaoke. thats right, so katie and I started off with a Hilary Duff song (another girl song she picked, she didnt like the Green Day song i picked). Here are some pics:

(I looked awkward, but one thing i gotta point out is that i am taller than her, she was just standing on a step in that pic)

so we visited UCI and UCSD the next day. pretty cool and at night we gotta watch Harry Potter. Here are some other pics

Katie with her "birthday cake"

HAHA i love this pic. GANGSTA

asian pie starring: the white best friend, the asian dude, and the persian roomate.

haha some remarkable things happened during the movie. katie kept asking me whats going on, who is that guy in the corner, and we also talked about the seventh book during the movie. wispering loudly (the seventh book wasnt out yet)

so here is a preview of the next episode: hollywood, SAT diagnostic test, beach and universal studio. so stay tuned for another episode of ASIAN PIE

Asian Pie III

Previously on Asian Pie....

Inorder to get her attention, I decided to take Jerron's advice and ignored Patty. But she now she seemed to be doing something else...

Yup, have I mentioned anything about a gay guy in our camp? That's it, he had been hanging out with Patty and all those party girls. Well, we accepted him, but we didn't tolerate him. He was so strange and the way he talked....freaked us out. But what happened next? That night, he, Patty, Sean the Persian and I walked out to Westwood (we met John Trovota that night b/c of the Hairspray Premier) and found out Patty wanted us to smoke Shesha (a tastier way of smoking) with her. The gay guy went along with her to the bar while Sean and I despited the word "smoke" and decided to depart. Yup, she was not the right girl for me....not and all

But I met someone else that night...July 10, while Sean and I were hanging out Jon and Jackie....wait I got to go offtopic for a while here. Let me talk about Jon and Jackie first.

So on the second night when the whole group of us (except Jon, who was playing basketball) walked around the campus and came back, Jon came in, happily saying how he played ball with this Jackie and from now on he spent more time with her more than with us.

Yup, lets get back. Jackie decided to buy a birthday present for Katie, a friend of hers and pulled Jon and Gaylo along. So yup, we all signed her birthday card and on July 11 12:00 am (a day worth remembering) we gave it to her. At that moment I didn't really know too much about Katie except it was her birthday. So I didn't care too much...

Until next morning (Jon went down to have breakfast with Jackie, the usual routine), when we were at the cafeteria, Katie and her group Zoe and Alex dragged me from my usual table to sit with them, and that's how I really got to know them (particularly Katie) and we spent a whole afternnon together in Layola Marymount. She seemed more pleasent, and sweet as well. She was not a party girl like Patty, but a girl who I would put my feelings on her.

Asian Pie episode II

And the story goes on. I got to know more about everyone on the first night. felt like i had been there for a week already. my two asian roomates.....thats right, jon and gaylo again, had jetlag and therefore need to leave earlier, being good boys. but we gotta hang around starbucks until we almost missed the last bus back. AND when i got back, i found out that i had locked my keys in my room. lol first one to get a skeleton key to open my door in the camp

and so the next morning we are devided into different classes: me, jerron, and patty were in the same class, so yeah sounds fun. afterwards we had a tour around UCLA, one of my dream colleges. dude, i freaking love that place. my first college tour is a sexy one, and i begun my "college sweater campaign" - to buy a sweater/t-shirt from every college i visited lol.

and that night Gaylo, Sean, Jerron, Andres, Patty, Dillion, and I decided to play some soccer (yup, some new characters in my movie), but got kicked out since the field was under mantainence. and we decided to visit the gym to work out a bit - and that was the moment which Patty came to me and asked me to "escourt" her back to the dorm. Alone. Yup, the second night, and i thought something was about to happen. We talked a while on the way, and when we got back we just sat quietly in my living room, but hack I dont know how to go on, but we got closer to each other until......

Bang. Dramatic. Those bastards came back. So yup, that was the end of the one on one conversation. thanks so much homies. So right, we didnt do too much until room time, which the suit people were allowed to hang around in the living room, since we were still in "our room". so here begun our guys talk, our first lesson from Jerron and Andres, whom Jerron showed us how to deal with a slower relationship while Andres taught us to "get the chick fast before and relations grow between ya". Jerron sensed that I was quite close to Patty and she seems to hang around me most of the time, so he recommended me to cool down a bit. try not to talk to her too much and she would eventually try to get my attention. that made sense, but while Andres told me to "just get her down, she seems fast"

"the guys talk"

And so the next day i took Jerron's advice and remained cool with Patty. That kind of works, but I found out more about her. She seems a bit too.....wild, hope you know what i am saying here. Was she the right girl for me? After some visits Pomona and Clairemount, she revealled herself as a real party girl. And what's next? Andres told me a secret. Patty knew what we were talking about last night. She eithter eavesdropped on us last night or a spy told her.. and we suspected the gay gay in our dorm, not Gaylo but a real gay guy. (lol yeah that sounds mean)

Here lies a quote Jerron, and all those people before him told me "the right girl will come along". Who's the right girl? and I am gonna leave sort of a cliche for you. Wait for episode III of Asian Pie

But here is another picture worth putting up. Here is what happened to our living room after the first two nights:

Asian Pie

"What happens in UCLA stays in UCLA" That's what my friends Jerron and Andres said all the time during the camp. Yup, most of the girls had boyfriends already, but secrets could happen...no one knows if the story only marks on the wall of the dorm of UCLA. But these secrets became stories that were quite dramatic...almost like a teen movie. lol if I ever have a chance, I will make a movie out of what happen during the last couple of weeks, and I will call it Asian Pie.





But hack, I will just write the plot down here, right on this blog.........a short time ago in a College close, close by....





So yeah the first thing I did after a drop of all my things in my dorm was to find the two bastards: Jon and Gabriel (aka Gaylo meaning 'gay dude' in Chinese). Found them and attended this boring meating. And later I met this girl...yup my first target. She approached me first, apparently she was trying to know everyone's name. But she seemed to hang around me all the time. Her name is Patty and that is her

Yeah, but I got to put my bros in front of the chicks first right (a Chinese Triad code)? So I spent some time with my roomates: Andres the Mexican gangsta, Sean the Persian, and Jerron the master in Flirtology. Remember what I told you? there were only 10 guys vs 25 chicks, so we guys were trying to live under a "communist" order and live without forming a hierachy system like in our school (for more information about clanning, you can watch the movie Mean Girls). We decided to roll with some chicks in the nearby college town Westwood, and we did have some fun. So Patty and I spent some time together I found out she belonged to the 'wild type'. yup girls had the clanning system. there were the party girls, nerd girls, gansta girls, and the girls-group-that-i-dont-know-what-to-call-them-but-someone-probably-jerron-decides-to-call-them-anders's-girls

i will explain more later. remember to catch the next episode of ASIAN PIE

This girl that changes my life

Haha, almost a month that i havent updated my blog. I was staying in a camp in UCLA. Miss it so much. There are lots of stories that happened there, lots of lectures I recieved, and lots of expierenced.

Yeah, I guess you know I am attending a Princeton Review camp, which is an SAT drilling camp PLUS college tours in California. Learned so much new ways to approach...blah. Yeah those tutors I guess you won't wanna read on a blog. AND talking about college tours, here are my choices: UCLA, UC Berkley, UC Irvine, Stanford, and Pepperdine (sweet place, like a resort). But I guess you are all interest what happened during the camp....especially stories that relate to the title of this entry...

One of the nicest thing about this camp is there 10 males vs 25 girls. SWEEEEEEET. Even grandpa wanted to stick around (Yup that is my family....my legacy). And I met this girl....this particular girl on her BIRTHDAY during the camp. Her name is Katie. She changed my life so much........she is the first girl that I ever really get so close to.....the first girl that I have put all my feelings on her......

yup, the story just begins....bu i will put a halt here. i am having jet lag and i need to get a sleep NOW. I am just gonna propond the press confronce k?

excersing

yup i just arrived to Red Wood City yesterday. I slept so well on the plane that i have even missed 300. Damn it. Anyway, i thought i would have jet lag, but I spent the whole night playing Wii tenis at my aunt Laura's place and wasted all my energy. When i get back, I slept so well that I got up so late this morning. So yeah, nothing too special today though.

airport time killing

once again, i am going to board a flight, but this time to san fran. thank God, i need a hell lot of vaction right now. but for a week only, because i am also attending this Princeton Review summer class in UCLA, that means I might see my cousin there. SWEET.

And once again, my flight have been delayed. so I just went over to a book store and bought a novel. I have been reading too much about Holy Grail and religious detective stories, so this time i decide to choose something that can scare the living crap out of me. Black Sunday by Thomas Harris, the author of Hannibal. I decide to read it when everyone is sleeping on my flight to create some "atmosphere". Gonna be fun. I remember last time when I was flying to San Fran, I watched Big Momma House 2 and laugh so loud that everyone turned and look and thought i was a Jihadi (is there a word like that?) . but this there there will be FEAR instead... I have "conquered" Exorcist, and I don't know about this one

Safe from KGB...for now

I still remember how Kabir called me yesterday and screamed, "OMG Anders you haven't been abducted by Russian Communist KGB!"...

Haha, I haven't been writing for like two weeks already, since they don't even have a mobile network in Mongolia. That's right, I just came back from an ex-communist country, not for pleasure, but actually a semester school religion class. It is a summer class about Buddhism and we gotta travel all the way to Mongolia to "experience the nirvana" ("wait, isn't Nirvana a BAND?" my awkward quote on the first day) and I can also get my religion class done and have another free period. But the best thing is that it is not only a religion class, but a service trip. A Habitat for Humanity trip to be more exact. We spent a whole week building houses with the locals (To be more exact...I call myself destroying rather than building...after I finished building the chimney, I just found out I haven't been putting a single drop of cement on the bricks...). Man it once a tough experience. Working under the burning hot sun, carrying 30 kgs of cement every 2 minutes. But it was quite sexy, yo. You can't do that everyday, and finally my mom won't nag about how I have wasted another summer holiday. Moreover I have built up some
"guns" for A grade rugby next year.

And the other week? Well we spent time living in "gers" (Mongolian tent) and visiting children organizations such as Christina Noble Foundation and VCC (V-something Children Camp) taking care of orpahns. And best of all we gotta watch Shrek 3 with Mongolian subtitle one night. It would have been a nice experience, if we don't have any readings to read or scary essays to write (I spent one whole night writing the exam essay).

Best and Worst memories? Well, so far all the services are the best things in the trip. Worst? well here comes another story. No hot water to shower for the entire trip, have a few flies in my mouth, a BROKEN luggage (holy crap luckily that is on the last day. I need to share bag with my teachers), and of course, my wisdom tooth was KILLING me. The first thing I do when I got off from the plane in Hong Kong was to catch a ride to the dentist and pull it out. Oh my dear Lord's Mother, my dentist was HARDCORE. He did it quickly, only too quickly. He just injected two huge shots in my mouth, and stuck his knife up my wisdom tooth, and DIG it out. Crap, that is the experience, the joy and pain.

Hey btw the Chairman of China was here yesterday. I hope the stupid lame-ass welcoming show didn't bore the crap out of him.

our song? our dance?

i know u might be sick of how i always start a post by saying that i have picked the wrong time to do it. no suprise today. just have wakeboarding and i feel like my arms are ripped apart. couldn't even type well...

but anyway it is hard to mantain an high honor in high school. i recieved my exams back today (bio------SICK) and calculated that i have a gpa of 3.53 phew. hope i have calculated it correctly. we had a half day school so Gerbil invited me to his bday party on a junk. sexy man. we had so much fun on there, particularly wakeboarding as well (i burn everyone in wakeboarding man. i am DA BEAST). so paul and i got him a xbox game. hope he likes it. on the junk we did lots of diving and we found this huge ass jellyfish (being a bio nerd: jellyfish belongs to the cnidaria phylum and two main features are radial symetry and nematodes cell) floating near our boat. yikes! so Austin, Nate, Lucio, Kabir, Gerbil and I used cans and stuff to throw at it and it worked....it sinked back into the sea. but we got freaked out, and so we spent the rest of the night dancing.

that's where my topic comes in. Austin picked Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton on his iPod...and that is Chelsea's and my song (we are not boy/girl friends. just normal friends. ya dig?). why is it our song? well on my 16th bday party a live band at the restaraunt played the song for us and I asked Chelsea to dance with me, so yup. she calls it our dance.




Chelsea and I at my bday party







chelsea and I at Gerbil's bday party

freedom!.....and squawwkkk!

yup, that's right. i have picked another bad timing for writing a post. it is 1:45am in hong kong. but never mind that, 'cause i am free man, like a prison break, free from exam and sophmore year man! (best of all, free from bio) But when i look back, sophmore year is my best year so far. i gotta hang out with a bunch of sexy new friends (including an indian guy who we call him 'brown') and hav a cool 'emo' band.






best event of the year: my sweet 16 party. that's actually quite a funny picture. my friends and i were at my bday party a month ago and we were dancing in front of the live band at a restraunt (we are not drunk, but just want some fun. you only can have one sweet 16 party in your life.)


but jus like Prison Break, after you break out, the next moment the cops will be chasing all over after you. although the exams are over, we still hav school day tomorrow(or in 6 hours) and worst of all we get our exams back. sick! that keeps me awake right now. hope i can still mantain high honors.

i had my final exam today -- espanol. the imperfect creeps me out. hope i can get them all right. and afterwards i went over to my bro Paul's house to play some basketball and swim in his huge ass pool. and tomorrow after school i will be attending to my friend Gerbil's (his real name is Gerald btw) bday party on a junk. gonna get wet again tomorrow, but at least there will be girls wearing bikinis : ]

It runs in the family

Right now I am in the middle of my Humanities exam and I kind of feel bad for some people around me who are still typing their essays. But hell, give me break plz.

Lets jus get back to our topic. this is my second post and i must tell you all some of my "family lineage". right now i am graduating high school in two years and i am still a virgin (american pie quote). Worse than that, i dont have a date yet. All my cousins have more than one date already. my cousins in the states make me jeolous, since they all hav admirers and dates and when they talk about their boyfriends/girlfriends, i always find myself asking "how bout me God?" dude even my cousin Edwin who goes to an all boy school hav a date from another school (i shouldn't be writing that down right? jus keep quiet k?). damn it.

Even worse, my dad says i didnt inherit his "sexy genes". He says i am such a failure and need to learn from some "professionals" (pointing at himself). He told me back in the days when he was as old as i am he used to pimp all over hong kong. that's right, my dad is saying THAT. he told me he used to be a chick magnet (yup that's my dad) and get all the girls he wished. that's why my friends like my dad so much. i remember once i talked about how my dad wants me to "learn from him" at schoo, my PE teacher Ms. Wimbush walks over and said, "so your dad wants you to be a gigalo" (awkward silence for the next 10 seconds.

anyway let me tell you some of my "history". back in sixth grade i once had a crush on a couple of girls who are two years older than me, so i give up...and in seventh grade, also known as the "chelsea incident" to some of my friends...that may sound awkard but for the whole seventh, eighth, and begining of ninth grade i went after one single chick...with no result. breaks my heart so much (that will be the part where my mom will shout "SICK!"). anyway for the second semster of my freshman year i fell for a new girl. thats right. something was gonna happen. but something happened again, she left hong kong at the end of the semster. really sad....damn it.

and right now, never mind...jus wish me good luck and hope i can follow my family lineage...

so?

yup, i shouldnt be doing this now. i jus finished my bio exam and tomorrow i have my hummanities exam. i hav absolute no idea why i want to start a blog; i have used myspace and facebooks already, and these two sites have given me enough distraction for the past 2 years ("ADD" as my mom calls me). Anyway maybe i hope i can just write wutever i want here, as long as my parents are not reading it (jkjk). this is just my first time, and i better introduce myself.

"Scream your heart out" yup, that is my personal motto. if u recognize it, it is a line from a song called "rooftops" by lostprophets. really sexy song. it is also the first song my band performed. sometimes when i am troubled or bugged (dont worry mom, dad, i am not talking about you here :] ) i will jus put this song on and SCREAM out loud. feels good. but anyway, hi my name is Anders. yup i am from hong kong and i am proud of it. i just turn 16 BUT i am not livin in the states right now, so there is still some limitations. anyway anders is actually my middle name. only a couple people know my first name, which is Ron. I guess only Paul at school knows that name. Ron Anders, there comes my alto-ego: Wrong Enders. pimp right?

if u take a look at the url of my blog, u can see that i have named it "emoguitarist". the hack i am not that emoand dont worry i dont slit my wrist. i just like the clothes and songs. i use this name because all of my other choices are not available. to show u my "emoness" here is a picture of my band. i am the dude in the middle with a emo jacket and sexy black guitar (and emo hair as well, if you can see it)

i really wish to tell you more about myself but i gotta study for my exam. here is a question for you: do you think i have picked the right time to start a blog (in the middle of the final exams)? think about it. thx for reading. ttyl