Day Fourty-one

It's summer and I haven't been to the beach yet. What's wrong with me? I need to go to the beach, there is so much I miss. I miss the sand between my feet, I miss the words I write on the wet sand, I miss the seagulls that fly overhead, I miss the playing football with half-naked guys, I miss getting sunburned on the back of neck and my shoulders, I miss renting bikes and riding along the shore, I miss the ridiculously delicious chili-cheese fries. I miss you.

-Nahum

Day Fourty

A couple of days ago I watched Transformers 3. It was a typical Michael Bay movie: fields of explosions, amazing CGI, and flying robots. I enjoyed it. One thing that stuck out to me the most was Rosie Huntington. "AHHHHH so fine," was the first thought that popped into my mind when she came out in her skin-tight, white dress. Drooling over Rosie, I thought about beauty. What is beauty? And I honestly feel like, for those people who haven't found love yet, their perspective of beauty is what their surroundings' perspective of beauty is. Huh? I know you might not believe me, but at first I thought Megan Fox wasn't pretty. "How is that possible?", "She is so fine!", "I would do her in a split-second!" I just didn't think she was that pretty. But after months and months of people telling me that Megan Fox was this angel that came down from heaven so nerds can jack-off to a picture of her, I started to think she was hawt. Not hot, but HAWT (extra emphasis on the AWWWWWW). If you think about it, our society has inscribed the idea that coke-bottle figure, perfectly slimmed face, and slender legs is the ideal image of beauty. What if our society agreed that love handles, hairy arms, and bad breathe was sexy? Would we look at Megan Fox and Rosie Huntington and puke?

I feel like a fucking asshole. Recently my cousin got engaged and his girlfriend didn't fit my perspective of beauty, she was probably the farthest thing from my Megan Fox mold of beauty. I actually called my future cousin-in-law gross. What the fuck gives me the right to do that? Wouldn't I be pissed if someone told me that the person I love is gross? Fuck yeah. I know it might be a cliché, but beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. That saying has never been more true to me in my entire life.

-Nahum

Day Thirty-nine

I really wanted to start writing in this blog more, but sadly, nothing happens to me. I've been going to summer school, taking SAT prep, and sitting on my ass for the past week. Well today, I went to the market with my parents and something happened. It wasn't anything major, but i thought it was pretty fun.

So I was in the bathroom of this market and I was taking a piss in an urinal. So as I'm peeing and whistling a Miley Cyrus song, a man comes through the door. I seize to whistle my embarrassing tune and just wait for the man to come pee in the urinal next to mine. But no, the man doesn't. So I turn around and the man is washing his hands. Okay so the man leaves after washing his hands right? Nope. After washing his hands with soap and water, the man goes to the urinal and starts to pee. So after he pees he washes his hands again right? Nope. So the man just comes into the bathroom, washes his hands, pees, and then just books it. hahah just thought that was funny. That's like going to school, and then putting on some nice clothes: the opposite order.

That is the most eventful thing from the last week.

-Nahum

Day Thirty-eight

"I don't want to be a person with full hands, resting from dreams. But a person full of dreams, unable to rest his hands." -Tablo

As I look for things to brag about to colleges, I reflect about myself. It seems that I remember the bad choices I have made. Why do I not pat myself on the back for all the good that I have done? It's time to be more optimistic. I read in a Times magazine that humans are naturally optimistic: when humans have babies, they say, "My son is going to be a doctor.... I'm going to lose 20 pounds..... I'm going to ace this test." There is one mistake I know is fixable, my procrastination. It's game time.

P.S. I'M BACK (=

-Nahum

Day Thirty-seven

March 28, 2011

I was going to write about this in yesterday's blog but that would have made my post too long. So a couple of days ago some guys grafitti'ed my school. So in order to fix the rainbow of colors on the wall, my school hired some painters to paint over the walls. So as they were painting I went outside my classroom to go to the bathroom. And as I opened the door I accidentally bumped into one of the painters, and we had a.....interesting conversation.

Nahum-Red

Painter-Blue

"Oh I'm sorry."

"What did you do?"

"What?"

"What are you sorry about?"

"Uhhhhhhh-"

"You shouldn't be sorry. You should be on your way."

The painter was TICKED off! Did I do something wrong? Is saying sorry rude sometimes? I don't know. This wasn't really an important part of my day, but it was definitely memorable.

-Nahum

Day Thirty-six

March 26, 2011

So a couple of days ago I decided to eat at MickeyD's. I bought a burger, fries, and a cup for my soda. I walk up to the soda dispenser and this old man and this grandson walk up next to me. I get my Dr. Pepper in my medium-sized cup and this old man is pouring pink lemonade into his water cup. And as soon as the pink liquid landed in his clear cup, the grandson said, "Grandpa, wrong cup!!!" The grandpa, obviously knowing his wrongdoing says, "Oh, really? Okay, I'll get it right next time." The grandpa walked away with free pink lemonade.

This brought me to the question: Why are humans so evil? Do we naturally go against the rule as we age? When we were children, we were innocent: watercup=only water, cheating on a test will lead to dire consequences, inhaling smoke from the smoker next to you is going to kill you. We were little angels, and look at us now. We are probably the best cheaters in the world, I find ways to cheat on tests, and lie to my parents, and skip church, and break rules.

A person came up to me the other day and told me, "You're really immature." I looked at her with one eyebrow up and asked, "How?" She stumbled on her words and said, "You're just are too hyper and active, all the time." That kinda hit me. Really? Am I really immature? When you think of mature do you think of cool, smooth badasses that lean against walls, stay quiet, and break the rules? So just cause I follow the rules, does that make me immature? Okay. Have fun growing up, I'm cool just the way I am. Apparently I'm a fucking kid.

-Nahum

Day Thirty-five

March 8, 2011

A good thing and a bad thing happened to me today.

So starting with the bad. I walk into English class finding out that there was homework due today. I look at my seat partner and ask, "Homework? What homework?" (The worst part was, it was block day today, which meant that class was twice as long as usual). I had to suffer waiting in my seat hoping that the teacher forgot there was homework due today for a little under two hours. The first hour past by and I started to get more comfortable and relaxed, the teacher didn't show any sign of awareness. 15 minutes left of class, he talks about the homework due tomorrow and finishes his lecture. 5 minutes left of class everyone starts to pack up and he says "See you Thursday, kids." And right as he said that, WITH FOUR MINUTES LEFT OF CLASS, a mysterious voice in the corner says, "What about the homework?" I was ready to punch that girl in the nose. Why the hell would you say that?!?!?! Do you like screwing people over??? GAHHHHHHH so yeah I got a zero on that assignment, THANKS A LOT $(#*($*@#($*@#)($&@#)($*@#)(%$#()%^*@$$.

Well, on the flip side, I had a really fun talk with my parents. So today while eating, we started talking about sex. hahahah it's not like they were teaching me about the bird and the bee, they were talking about what I should do. It was funny cause my mom wanted me to search for the perfect girl and my dad wanted me to be a pimp. HAHAHAHA. So my dad's giving me all these advice that I need to use in order to get the honeys! I listened, but there is no way in hell I'm going to use them ahahhah. We talked about girls, sex, plastic surgery, make-up, the whole shabang. I love my parents. Even though we fight a lot, at the end of the day, they're still my parents, and I couldn't ask for a better pair.

-Nahum

Day Thirty-four

February 22, 2011

So the other day I ate lunch with my parents, it was awesome(All-you-can-eat-shabushabu). We put that place out of business, (= well anyways, when we entered the restaurant this Korean guy (around 25 years old) walks in right after we take our seats. He orders quickly and sets up the soju cups for his friends that haven't arrived yet. So me and my parents are swallowing down shabushabu like it was breathing to us. After we were on our third plate I glanced over at the guy's table and he is still sitting alone, letting his food get cold on the table. He seemed really depressed, drinking shots of soju by himself and licking his chopsticks as if he was ready to dig into the field of gogi in front of him. I felt sorry for him, I really did.

So after we finished our third plate of meat, and around 40 minutes passed by, the guy's friends showed up. He stood up, gave them highfives, and immediately started eating. He was happy. They started talking about fine Korean chicks they met at the movies, the horrible movies they watched with the fine chicks, and just their social-lives. Yeah, I heard all of this cause they were screaming their assholes off; shit, they were the loudest people in the entire restaurant. Just a second ago, the lonely guy didn't say a word except "ShabuShabu combo please.", and now he's spitting out words like he was Eminem.

After my fam ate our fifth plate (yeah we fat, so what?) we payed for our food and left, while the guy was laughing with his friends and enjoying life.

The lonely guy reminded me that life is so much better with friends by your side. It sucks to be alone, what are you going to do when you're alone? Talk to yourself? So for everyone that I didn't talk to, or that I left alone, I'm sorry. I won't leave you alone again.

Sorry again.

-Nahum

Day Thirty-three

February 7, 2011

So a couple of days ago I went to volunteer at this hospital in LA. So the people at the volunteer office told me that they were going to give me an ID card that allowed me to access the parking lot free of charge (SWEET). So I park on the street, put in enough coins for 26 minutes and go inside to get my ID card. I take my picture, write my address, blah blah blah, but eventually the ID-making ran a little long on time. I stared at my watched and 24 minutes already passed by. I sprinted across the hospital, jumped up and down on the elevator (thinking it would make it go down faster), and blasted to the streets. I jumped into my car and started my engine, and I looked up to find a small white ticket on my windshield wipers. BEHOLD THE ALL-MIGHTY FIRST PARKING TICKET! I was literally TWO minutes late, and in that time a bored as cop just decided to find my sexy car in the distance and slap a $88 fine on my dashboard! yup, that's right, EIGHTY-EIGHT BUCKAROOS! My parents hate me :P

-Nahum

Day Thirty-two

January 29, 2011

So yesterday the weirdest thing happened to me. So I went to get some groceries with my mom yesterday, and we stopped by this korean market in la. Before we entered to get food, my mom spotted this 60 year old man selling magazine subscriptions. My mom shows interest and I look at the delicious looking bread next to the man's little table. After my mom buys the subscription, she calls me over so I could carry the magazines to the car. As soon as the man saw me, fireworks shot out of his eyes. He was like, "OH! Is that your son???"

Mom, "Yes it is."

"WOW, you really raised him well!! He looks great! My son is all skinny and stuff, but your son has the PERFECT amount of fat! wow you really really raised him well."

....yup. I didn't know what to do. So he goes on rambling about how he wants his thirteen year old son to have the exact same body figure as me, and how much he was in love with me... homo. So the man places all the magazines my mom purchased in a small plastic bag and handed it to me. As soon as I had a grip on the bag, he snuck up behind me and squeezed my waist.

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....if you're weirded out how the hell do you think I felt. I freaking jumped like 48034 feet in the air cause he scared the living crap out of me. So after the love-handle squeezing, I like ran to the car, and I was "UMMA, LET'S GO!!!!!"

-Nahum

Day Thirty-one

January 24, 2011

Today's blog is going to be inspirational quotes from two people: my chemistry tutor and Will Smith.

My tutor said to me, "If an NFL player drops a pass, it does not mean he doesn't know how to catch a ball, it just means he didn't make the catch. You know your material, all you have to do is catch the ball."

Will Smith said, "You don't set out to build a wall. You don't start there; you say, I'm gonna lay this brick, as perfectly as a brick can be laid. And you do that every single day, and soon you have a wall."

-Nahum is inspired to tear shit up

Day Thirty

January 22, 2010

So today I took the SAT, and after the test I went to eat some MEXICAN food with my parents. So after I stuffed down my enchilada, my parents and I started talking about sleeping and lucid dreams and such. After a couple of minutes, we got to talk about me sleeping walking. hahahaha. I never knew that I sleepwalked, but apparently, I get up during the night, go to my bathroom, and just pee. I don't necessarily pee in the toilet, I just pee, HAHAHAHA. But my parents, aren't surprised when I do that, cause I apparently do that often! They say sometimes, when they are lucky, I'm a straight shooter, and I land everything in the toilet!!! But the WORST part is, sometimes, I wouldn't go to the bathroom closest to my room. My parents said that I would sometimes go to my dad's bathroom and just pee in the bathtub!!!! hahahahah. yeah, I'm a freak. Don't invite me to your sleep-overs.

-Nahum

Day Twenty-nine

January 2, 2011

Today sucked. It has to be one of the WORST days ever. If you know me even moderately well, you know that I love the LA Lakers and the St. Louis Rams. So today the Lakers played the Grizzlies and got murdered and the Rams lost to the Seahawks. The Lakers losing, I didn't mind as much but the Rams' game was the last regular season game, and

if they would have won, they would have gone to the playoffs...and sadly they lost. And I watched the ENTIRE game, including the halftime show. I could have spent my time studying all this junk that I procrastinated on!!! GAHH. Whatever, the Rams will get a better draft pick I guess. )=

-Nahum

next year baby.

Day Twenty-eight

New Years is the only day when being Korean is awesome.

Any other day, it's all about 5.0 GPA, 2400 SAT, being president of a school club, eating smelly food, and dealing with angry Korean parents. It's stressful being a Korean. Since the day we are born we already have a life goals thought through for us. BAM as soon as I took my first breath in the world my parents said, "You're gonna be a dentist/doctor/lawyer, engineer." Living a Korean life is like playing a boring game with one life left, one mess up and it's game over: parents start to go crazy, they tell you that you aren't going to college, and they spank you a couple of times.

But New Year's Day, is the reason I didn't run away from home. In a Korean household you go to your relative's house on New Years and bow to them while saying "seh-he-bok mahn-e-bah-d-seh-yo". After you say those magic words, they tell you how to life the rest of the year and BAM they hand a a shiny white envelope filled with money! Yup that's right, MONEY!!! You come out of that house white a heavy pocket and so many more relatives to go. After getting all that green, you go home, toss your money on your bed, and swim in Benjamin's.

New Years is the only day when being Korean is awesome.

-Nahum

Day Twenty-seven

December 26, 2010

So yesterday started out bad. My parents and I headed over to my uncles house to watch the Lakers vs. Heat game. We lost. We as in the Lakers! hahahah I consider myself a Laker. So yeah that got me in a slightly less enthusiastic mood, but after all the crying the cousins and I played a game of Monopoly city hahahah we got through like 10 minutes of it and started stuffing our faces with galbi. So we just chilled, played some YuGiOh (HAHAH) and then got some money!! muahahhah. And there will be more money in New Years. BALLIN!

So today I woke up and watched the Rams vs. 49ers game! WE WON! We as in the Rams. hahahahah. Yeah, I'm a Ram and a Laker! Well now that the game is over, I'm just munching on the TAKIS and procrastinating on some Elite SAT homework.

Happy Holidays ya'll

-Nahum


AWW YEE

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So there have been a lot of crazy movies I want to see. And I'm writing them down here, so I don't forget to watch them! 127 Hours, Fighter, Thor, Green Lantern, Fast Five, Pirates 4, Up in the Air, District 9, Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps, Takers, Zombieland, The Hangover 2, Up, Sherlock Holmes, Transformers 3, X-Men Origins: Wolverine, The Soloist, Secretariat

HAHAHAH damn I have a lot of movies to watch.

Day Twenty-six

December 8, 2010

Nothing really happened today just went to school and all that jazz. so let me break down how a usual school day goes down in the life of Nahum Kim.

1. zero period:men's chorus, sounds homo but it's actually really fun! teacher is pretty chill and the people are just the type of people you can joke around with and slap each other's asses here and there.
2. first period: concert choir, i know right? two choir periods in a row?? that's madness, not really. they are pretty much the same thing, expect we have girls in concert and as a group, we sound better. i usually get a lot of homework done in this class (=
3. second period: ap chem, this is my sleeping period. i don't know why, but as soon as a single word escapes my teachers mouth, BAM, ZZZZZZZZZ. but yeah all my friends are across the room so i just drool all over my desk.
4. third period: apush, i have to listen in class, take notes, participate, one of the hardest classes i have because i have to stay on topic every single time, i love the teacher though, no homo. he be chill and he brings a few chuckles every once in a while.
5. fourth period: korean 3, this class is a joke! i pretty much do the homework for this class during concert choir ahhaha. it's also the class where there are some annoying as sophomores that are obnoxiously trying to be annoying. some of my classmates claim that my korean teacher has fake boobs? just cause they're big? not that i stare at them!....NEXT PERIOD!!
6. fifth period: ap language, this class is...weird. i have a good grade in the class, but i feel like i'm not doing anything. we had three essays that haven't been put into pinnacle (grade viewer) yet, so i'm not sure if i'm doing well in the class or not. well the teacher likes to joke around, but he's intimidating cause if you say something a way he didn't want you to say it, he will EAT YOUR SHIZ UP!
7. sixth period: ap calc ab, fun class, extremely enthusiastic teacher. pretty much chill with a couple of homies, make fun of people in the class, and just joke around. i don't know a lot of people in calc, but i'm close with the people i know.

BAM! there's your dosage of Nahum Kim day medicine!

-Nahum
P.S. this song has been stuck in my head.

Day Twenty-five

December 2, 2010

So today my blog is going to be about a young lad named Blake Shepard. Blake is in my English class and he got owned two days ago. So my English teacher is very....forceful. He asks you to argue with him, but if you do he rips your heart out. He is the type of person that tries to persuade you into thinking that everything that comes out of his mouth is correct and that we should follow his words like they're the words of the Bible.

So in class the teacher is talking about how Facebook influenced the community and how students with an addiction to Facebook will most likely not get into their dream colleges. He goes on talking and talking and he keeps reminding us that we should argue with his statements. Eventually he gets into the topic of having the "friend" aspect of Facebook. He said, "How many friends do you have on Facebook? 500? Now how many of them are ACTUALLY your friends? If they truly were ALL your friends then you would have memorized a lot of birthdays and you would have a heck of a Christmas." So this is where Blake Shepard comes in. He raises his hand and says, "I'm gonna have to disagree with you there." This is where the owning beginnings.

The teacher said "GOOD." Blake starts to talk about how they aren't actually friends but "people you know" and we use the word friends on facebook because it is more convenient saying i have 500 friends rather than i have 500 people i know.

The teacher nods his head and then he reaches for his attendance sheet. He scrolls down and finds Blakes name. He says the number, "27". Everyone is class is like WTF?? Our English teacher says, "Okay, so can I call you 27 from now on? Cause it's pretty convenient. Instead of remembering your first and last name and the face to go along with it, can't I just call you 27? I mean it's a lot easier to take attendance that way too! Okay! I will! Go on with your argument 27. You don't mind if I call you 27, do you 27?"

Blake's face was redder than a bottle of ketchup.
I know this blog was stupid but it was the only thing that happened. :P

-Nahum

Day Twenty-four

November 26, 2010

Today, well yesterday now, i became my family taxi. now my parents can go party and get drunk while i drive them home. hahahah. so today (yesterday) was thanksgiving and what i did was give thanks. yeah i went to my dad's store and i gave out free hotdogs. free dogs, free drinks, free condiments, free napkins, free utensils, the whole shabang. well i started working at 11 and i ended at 4. these group of four kids kept taking food, going around the block, coming back, and eating more dogs. hahahah those kids. well after i stained my shirt with ketchup and mustard i went to my uncle's house and had a thanksgiving dinner. ate some STEAK and played some yugioh with my cousins (= after hanging out with the fam i went over to my dad's best friend's house. there i just messed around with my dad's friend's son. he's like a childhood friend, so we start laughing when we are around each other. after my parents got drunk and i dragged them to the car but as i was leaving, my dad's friend (who was totally wasted) came up to my car window and gave me some MULLAH! i love drunk people <3 after that i drove my parents home safely. all in all it was a day filled with a lot of driving.

-Nahum

Day Twenty-four

November 21, 2010

So yesterday I came home from volunteer and my parents said "Let's go!" I asked them where we are going and they said they found a newspaper ad that sold a nice car for really cheap. and then I asked who it was for. They looked at me and they told me that they were buying me a car. At that moment angels from the heavens came down and started dancing and singing. At that exact moment I pissed my pants. So we stayed at the dealership for around 4 hours and I finally got my car!!! SEXAY!!! and after that I met up with Emily and Cindy and we watched Harry Potter with Jonathan. after that it was like midnight so we ate in n out and called it a day. But yes, important news of the day is that I got me a sexy car (=
-Nahum

Day Twenty-three

November 12, 2010

So yesterday was a pretty fun day. I hung out with my favorite person in the entire world (=. So we went to the zoo, yeah pretty random, and we just walked around and saw just a bunch of animals and took some pictures and all. it was fun. soooo we passed by some lions, and the first time we walked passed them cause they were sleeping and they were just extremely boring to look at. after watching apes beat their chest, birds flap their wings, and sea lions swim around, we headed out of the park. so as we were looking for the exit we passed by the lions again. they were awake this time, so a CROWD of people gathered around to see the magnificent lion do whatever a magnificent lion does. there were more children than adults. so as we were watching the lions, the head lion (the one with the mane) stands up and goes behind the lady lion. (do you see where i'm going with this?) so the guy lion starts humping the eyeballs out of the girl lion and all the people over ten years old are just standing there with their mouths open and all the kids don't know what is going on! HAHAHA. so yes after the humping session, the guy lion stands up and starts to ROAR! victory goes to the guy lion (; after crazy discovery channel sex, the people in front of us start discussing which one of the lions started the whole seduction festival. "Dude, the girl lion was totally licking up on the guy lion in the beginning" HAHAHAHA.

So after fun at the zoo, we headed to la and got some pho. good shiz. and after that we went back to glendale to buy my favorite person some new shoes for her birthday. got some sexy white vans that her mom wants to steal from her ahhahahah. after that we just headed on to her house, met up with johnathan and cindy, and just talked. all in all it was a great day. hopefully there are more fun days like this.

-Nahum



that's pretty much how things went down.