So i've been labeled as writing a hate blog, gawd I love how the 21st century is filled with labels, but to be labeled as the author of a hate blog, now that just feels SOOO nice. I have been referred to as "Blogger X," please if you're going to write about someone at least use their correct birth given name, Kevin Chen, my name is Eric Kim. I did not delete you from my Facebook because I did not "have the balls," I actually deleted you a couple days ago, because we don't talk anymore and i've actually been going through my friends list deleting people I no longer communicate with, and yes, it is MY website of communication, and it is with MY discretion that I will and will not delete people. Before I wrote my blog, I publicly mentioned you in my Facebook status so yes I in fact do have the male genitalia you suggested that I lack. There are many points I would like to get across to you:
1. I never told you to change the way you blog, after all this IS a blog, an online journal for OUR own personal thoughts, and all I was doing was conveying MY personal thoughts.
2. Thank you VERY much for giving me a refresher on the "5 paragraph essay" technique of concrete detail followed by commentary; I appreciate you copying and pasting what I wrote, but I DID after all write what you so politely copied and pasted, and DO NOT need to see MY WORDS pasted all over YOUR blog.
3. You are a walking example of hypocrisy, calling me a hypocrite is understandable, because I myself mentioned my hypocritical behavior.
4. Twisting words? really now, I don't twist words. When and where in my blog did I every mention unhealthy habits. I spit words out like a gun spits out bullets, I know that this might get me in "sticky situations," but I mean every single letter, word, and sentence that comes out of my mouth.
5. Don't blatantly call me a liar, when I KNOW for a fact that what I said was the truth. YES, you have commented on my acne, weight, hair, and clothing, WHY would I make something up like that, I am BEYOND LIES, we are in college, don't call me a fabricator when you yourself are the one who is lying, i am BEYOND "teacher, he stole my cookie" (when you in fact dropped your cookie).
6. Please for your well-being, and for those around us grow up, we are ADULTS. (I hope that the following incidents, you do not indulge in anymore, for they are all occurrences that happened in high school and you are in college now, albeit a much better university than I am in)
-Go around telling girls to move their binders so you can look at their breasts.
-Laughing whenever you hear something related to sex.
-Come DOES NOT mean CUM
-Try not to assume, because when you do it makes and ASS out of U not ME
-There ARE girls your age, I know once before you said "all the girls my year are beat," but like I said before, physical appearance is naught. Constantly trying to pursue a relationship with girls 2 and 3 years your junior is EMBARRASSING, and especially to lose both of those
girls to the SAME guy (one year your junior), is exceptionally embarrassing. BY NO MEANS AM I NEGATIVELY COMMENTING ON THOSE TWO GIRLS
7. It flatters me that you devoted an ENTIRE blog entry about ME, oh *blushes* i'm far from perfect. At least in my entry, I talked about my opinion on physical appearance, whilst in yours you just talked about plain old simple me.
8. I'm sorry for sounding so repetitive, but DO NOT call me a liar, when I clearly (according to the opinion of others) am not.
9. I actually DO have respect and pride for myself, I just choose not to convey it in the way that you do.
10. What is it that you might say? OH yah "don't get butt hurt" by what I said, its not you that I personally hate, but people like you.
People have always told me you irritated them, and they have just never said anything to you about it, I guess I'm going to be one of the first to do so. You are not God's (or any other higher power's) gift to mankind, we are not here to please you, we are not here for you to tell how to act or dress. An opinion is an opinion so you are more than entitled to mouth away, but do so in a way that does not come off as arrogant or conceited. Narcissus, the Classical epitome of vanity, killed himself because his conceited nature drove him insane, I hope that no harm comes to you because of your narcissistic ways. One thought that might occur in your mind is that I do the same things you do, but no we are not the same, because I say my things with a tone of advice. Yes I did spend more time criticizing YOU, (not the way you blog), and no hard feelings, but its just what I think about you and your immature, insipid, self-righteous, and jejune antics. Have a FANTASTIC time at UCBerk, I hope your future is bright, something you currently are not.
PART TWO-----(the real blogging begins)
One thing that has always bothered me, or has been one of my petpeeves, is the existence of spoiled and ungrateful children/teens/adults, who have been blessed to be born into the world by wealthy parents. I guess my opinion on this matter might not have that much logos to it, being that I am not from a wealthy family, but my parents taught me well. Money is not something to be thrown around, it is earned, and when parents (being the benign humans that they are) offer you money for spending, do not wastefully spend it, but cherish every dollar, and cent that you are given. To complain about something you are given, when so many people in the world have nothing and are suffering is just plain ridiculous. It is one thing to mention your fortunes and benedictions of wealth, but it is completely another to brag about them, and this bragging is what tips me off the edge! Having learned very well from the hard working and heaven sent parents that I am extremely lucky to have, I do value each and every single drop of sweat and blood that they have sacrificed in order for me and my sister to live. I hope that one day, no I know that one day I will pay my parents back 100fold, and I hope that anyone that reads my blog, will realize that they are lucky with whatever they have, however small, and they should by forever grateful to their parents.
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Come back tomorrow :)
-Eric Kim (your every day friendly "bitch)