“Those who said looks don’t matter are either blind or ugly.”

Name: Al.
Tanjoubi: July 31st, 19xx.
Contact: MSN (jisun-ssi[at]hotmail[dot]com); Yahoo (al.rena); the two I’m ALWAYS on.

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I love guys, cute/hot/good-looking ones, A LOT.
No guys, no life. No life in mine. Just like that lawls!! I don’t have a camera, so I can only get webcam shots…which is a lil too poor on the quality.
I love pretty/beautiful things. I stare at ugly things more, though, because it bugs me how one can looks so…………imperfect. I’m not pretty or whatever at all, but please…I’m a perfectionist with a sense of fashion and a sharp eye for pretties; just…do something about yourself. Take care of it, will you? I really, really, REALLY hate people who don’t take bath, fyi, wash their hair. IT DRIVES ME CRAZY!!! I really, really, really, REALLY hate when not skinny people wear tight clothings; I MYSELF DON’T EVEN WANNA SHOW MY FAT!! Nobody wants to see, ne? Tone it down a little…no tight pants or tank tops…but whatever. I can’t tell you how to dress so we all won’t get disgusted.
I love Foster’s Home of Imaginary Friends. The best show on CartoonNetwork!! “It’s HOT in Topeka!” THE FUNNIEST EPISODE OMGOMG!!! Hahaha!! Camp Lazlo is my 2nd favorite. I LOVE EDWARD!!!!!!
I love rice!!!!!!!!!! BEEF rice!!! TTwTT ANY rice!!
I love to laugh, it’s rare to find someone who laughs as easily as me. I think Ima live 3 years longer now since I laugh too much. I can be the greatest friend you can ever have, if only you can stand me, though…I’m a Leo, you see, bossy, short-temper, positive, active, determined, conceited (not much), high pride/ego, whiner etc…, I’m not easily jealous, though, and pretty much calm about almost everything (except when it’s about guys). So yeah…I’m very bossy and I don’t even realize it. I try hard not to boss people around too much, but I just do it unconsciously. Leo are born to be leaders. Two leaders together won’t make anything one. So I don’t get along with Scorpio. I have a Scorpio friend, and we always fight. I got really pissed off one time, but he thought it was a joke. I don’t know…I don’t think I can ever like him as a friend ever again.
I love bright colors, anything colorful makes me really happy. I love the sun. And ye, I’m Buddhist. I don’t like the Bible; “homosexuality is a sin” D<!!! WELL!! To us Buddhist, “making one to suffer is a sin” HOMOPHOBES MAKE OTHERS SUFFER!! That’s a sin! Tell them! Tell. THEM. Tell them that they’re going to Hell. Go. TELL them. “They’re just afraid” of what? Raping your ass? What are you saying?! You just want to push them down into a hole of pain and sufferings, just because you can with you and your “gangs”…wow…how manly is that…ganging up on one person because they’re “afraid.” Look who’s more afraid?! Buddhism does NOT have ANYTHING that say Homosexuality is wrong. That’s why Asians are more understanding and intellectually handle things such as these. I hate homophobes, but I hate smokers more. Trash of the universe.

So………………..I don’t know…talk to me, if you wanna know; I mean…I have all the worst personalities, and I always expect you to put as much effort into things as I did and such. When I’m serious, it’s on. But most of the time, I just laugh if you’re funny. I’m extremely weird, like…*smashes head* *jumps off a bridge* *throws rice into people’s eyes* etc…xDDD;;; pehehe…

Edited on 09.29.08 (below).

…I..might be the nice kid you’d see in a corner of everything, doing things my way on my own (just because I can’t do it like everybody else..I’m a loser, yeah, whatev). Little did they know how much of a bitch I can be..
So..really, I’m not so nice, rather, I’m harsh and cruel (I guess it’s sort of true, but I REALLY don’t pick fights LOL *shot*), but at times, I can be kind for forgiveness. But when I remember some things, I don’t want to regret anything I do; but I always end up regretting every single step that I take.
Yeah. I’m very insensitive.
Well, I’m almost, 99% of times, oblivious of others’ feelings. Not like I try to ignore it, it’s just that..I’m too rough. Really, I’m probably the last person you should run after to cry on and be comforted; but really, I don’t mind it. It’s just I really…REALLY…have nothing to tell you 90% of times. But I do listen well, quite well, since that’s all I do. I talk less than I listen.
One more bad trait is that I’m not too girly.
Rough like a broken cement. I’m quite inflexible, so I don’t take bashful words well. I do get ticked off easily, but most of time, I hold it back. No matter how insensitive I am, I still don’t want anyone to get hurt because of my words. More to the reason why I don’t speak.
Uhh…I have lots of bad traits, but I don’t lie. Not ever…I feel guilty easily, so it never work out for me.
Just so you know, I’m not generous at all; only necessary. Lol, selfish little bastard, yeah, that’s Al.
One of my best skill is ignoring.
I have this spectacular ability to ignore people if I want. You know how? Because I’m insensitive like a rock in the wind. Even trees vexed when they’re in the wind. Rocks can’t. So if I ever decide to ignore someone, you’d never hear a word or see a glance of me again (unless in some special occasions haaa).
I am very picky. I can be demanding, but not like “I’M YO BOSS HOE!”–just when people do things wrong that passes my temper limits, but I mostly persuade them subtly, hoping it’d get through them. So when they don’t, I stop talking and ignore them until they start talking to me first.
Yeah, I’m super insensitive, because, to me, you’re here or not, it doesn’t really matter. I don’t need you–sort of things. And no, I don’t think that I’ll find a replacement. Never. No one can ever replace anyone. But I don’t NEED them to live. Sort of there…sort of NOT there. I can careless.
There’s not a lot of things that I give a thought or two to. I don’t want to think too much about it stay superficial, well, it DOES bother me when people swear UNNECESSARILY. I can’t stand such ignorance. I don’t use people’s things without permission, so I expect them to have my permission before using it. Owh man…I do get pretty pissed when that happens.
I don’t know if you can tell, but I do hate people if I get a feeling that I don’t and won’t like them ever; so, I hope I’m not too obvious towards ones I dislike. So don’t call me bestfriend, if I haven’t even said the word friend to you and actually mean it (yeah, my horribly bad side..I’m a lame bastard).
Uhhhn…I have more bad sides. I won’t ask anyone to do anything for me, unless they volunteer to. I won’t ask them to help me, unless they volunteer to. So subconsciously, I’d hope they’d do this and help me; but I won’t say a thing for it, no matter how close they are to me, if they don’t, then they don’t. I’ll survive.
I do get embarrassed easily. So everytime I’m embarrassed, I take one step back and change direction. Meaning I’m never gonna do this ever again to avoid being embarrassed.
Owh! I’m possessive. Uhhn….uhhhhhn……like….if you’re my friend and talk to your friend and my presence just suddenly dispersed without a trace, I’d get this possessive feeling stabs into my eye, then seclude myself complete from the world. It’s TERRIBLE. Because, instead of fighting for attention, I’d rather lay low in the back and let them do whatever they desire. It doesn’t matter to me. But I do get the possessive feeling, but after like 5 seconds, I’d get over it and life goes on. It’s the same for guys. If they used to pamper me, then suddenly pamper another girl. I’d just be like, owh, wow, haa, whatever man; don’t need ya–even if I do, I’d still accept it and who cares–sort of things. I mean, there’s nothing I can do about it. And I don’t like giving my pride over for a certain someone either. Not like Ima marry him, until then lol…perhaps…
And uh, I forget my money all the time, so sorry beforehand.
Hmmmn…ONE GOOD TRAIT!!! I don’t get jealous, at all. I mean, I do have these cliche thoughts like, wow, she’s pretty, ahhh, she’s skinny, ugh, she can draw so well, damn, she sings good, wtf, she’s tall!–sort of cliches. You know, you know, but that’s that, and that’s all over in like 2 seconds, and I don’t think about it twice. So if you play these jealousy games like, oh, Ima flirt with her and her and her or stuff like that, you pick the wrong person to do that to. It’s probably the one game I have no face for. So uhhn, sorry, I’m no fun. Not at all. I just like to joke and make fun of people (used to back at the old school where I can trust my friends; I’m not so sure about the new ones, because isn’t this school known for having their mouths run? Pathetic, I can’t trust anyone).
Hmmmn…I don’t study psychology, but I do understand it better than most people. I mean, not like a pro, but enough to not be ignorant about it. You know, like looking down at people, bashing them, etc…surprisingly, I’m pretty open-minded. I’m just too calm when it comes to serious business. It’s like telling me a surprise, but every single time, I’m never surprised; but I have to act like it anyways.
I may laugh a lot and act really weird (hand movements and change of tones, but really, don’t hate me for it), therefore, it’s who I am. I really don’t like being hated, even though, I’m a big, big jerk; so usually, I’m very, very calm. But I don’t act like, “ddduuuuddeee…awesome…gnarly!” or whatever, more eccentric, but when I’m real calm, I can’t even crack a smile. It doesn’t mean that I’m sad, just tired of life at the moment–sort of things.
So…now you know.
I’m horribly bad person with no good traits, but somehow, my friends from back home love(d) me, because I’m a big, big, big, big, big jerk. So it’s all good.

Thanks guys, thanks for liking me because I’m a moron.
Hehe.

..And owh yeah…..I’m a mama’s girl.
A big deal ha ha ha.

Even though, I don’t say it like everyone else; I do love my mama and yeah…it’s true. I’m a mama’s girl..sadly.
Owh. I’m pretty much a jack-of-all-trade. I learn quick, Languages aren’t a big problem. I can do anything if I really want to, most of time, I don’t. Uhhhn, so don’t give me directions, I hate reading instructions. Just make it snappy and clear. I don’t have the patience for anything. I DO take things to heart, even if I don’t want to.
Ack! Dammit. I’m sucha terrible person. I don’t think I can change either. Too bad.

–Since meeting you, I have come to know the true meaning of loneliness. There’s no point in thinking only of whether we’ll be together or not, because you’re the one who made me understand that I really need someone who could make me think that way…–