Monday, March 14, 2005

busan stories (worth the wait)

4 hours!!!

we waited 4 hours for one ride.
so geny, ed, my cousin and i went to magic mountain. we waited 4 hours for one-ride x. can't say whether it was worth it or not cause we got a chance to talk and play stupid games while we waited so waiting wasn't too bad. my cousin, jae-hee was hella nervous and anxious cause she's never been on a crazy roller coaster. but like a true-chong, she stepped up and rode the thing without any complaints or unnecessary drama. she was really excited about it. i even got a "let's go" from her at the end of the ride, citing how ready she was for the next ride. hahahaa! i'll put the picture of us on later tonight. her face looks like that mask from scream.

then ed, jae-hee and i went to eat duk-bo-sham. was really good. i even showed her how i turn into a leper with a helping hand from mech-joo and soju. then was the after party. was expecting to see janet and amy there. but they were not there! they even said that we were gonna met up... but no!!! not there at all. no call, no word, no presence... just sheer absence! what happened girls!?!?!?! but i ain't mad at yah. you guys missed out. ed, jae-hee, ALBIE (hellz yeah! you heard me) and i walked in smelling like gogi and soju. we only stayed a little cause we were hella tired, but right when we were walking out complaining how usher didn't come on... .we heard " YEAHHH!!! YEAH YEAH!!!" of course, me and ed looked at each other and we immediately walked back in... i grabbed da jhang and immediately proceeded to make my booty go

there's something about going back home. seeing my folks, talking in broken busan, annoying the hell out of my sister, seeing old friends who i don't have to think twice about buying meals for... maybe it's just the han-bat suh-lung-tang, too much time to think on the drive or what-not, but there's something about all those things that refreshes me like no other thing can. i tastes like a drop of something greater and sweeter than anything i can get on my own. it always serves as a reminder of something pure and right, not because it is intrinsically these things, but no matter how unpure and unsatisfying the world is, it continues to refresh and renew me. the depth of its realness goes deeper and deeper as each visit refreshes and renews.

wo~aw... i just got hella poetic on your arse! hahhahaaha!!! but kudos to a phat weekend and ed.die for the sweet present!

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