STRONG HEART YG FAMILY SPECIAL - FULL EP
“I will cut you”
How to NOT Piss Jaey Off: A Reference
“Lately, I have been getting increasingly irritated, violent, stressed, and tired which, all together, is never a good combination. Considering the fact that I am becoming more blunt and giving less than a damn to most things in life, someone will get hurt if they are not careful. Let’s see how close YOU are to pissing me off, shall we?” - Jaey
1. Do not say things in Japanese. Ever.
-Why do I say this? I have had my fair share of weeabos… which has been one too many. Starting from -23. Therefore, it is not a good idea to scream out “Kawaii~” (or any common weeabo phrase) in front of me. I will cry out in anguish and slash your throat. Any wonderful Asian language does not need to be slaughtered anymore than it already has.
2. Do not scream out ‘Ahmurikuhh!’.
-Someone will die. And it’s not me or the hobo waiting outside in the cold. I hate America and what it doesn’t stand for. Which is everything. I do not need to hear some stupid kids pretending to be hill billies and butchering another language. We use languages and speech to convey meaning. Not idiocy. If this goes any further, this country will fall into the hands of a capitalist dictator. Which will be me.
3. Do not be fat* and stupid at the same time.
-It sounds rude, yes. But hey, I was fat once too, and still am to some extent. Difference was, I was not idiotic (at the time). There is just something about fat people… that makes me want to punch infants. Lately, fat people have just been getting on my nerves. Half of it is because it’s a world problem thing. I just find it stupid that people are dying from over-eating while others are dying from not eating enough. The other half is personality. There are so many things I can live without, one being a fail personality. If I have to see some fat girl fall onto a couch, roll off the couch and onto the ground like she’s a walrus, AND REPEAT AT LEAST TEN MORE TIMES! I will personally walk over and tear them apart. Not to mention that the people who are pissing me of lately who have been larger than I will also get torn apart. I’m sorry but being bigger than me physically does not mean you are bigger than me mentally. And really, I have had my fair share of… large… girls sitting next to me or being around me. It is amazing how I have not murdered someone yet seeing as a conversation such as this has taken place in this universe:
Girl:” E-e-e-e-e…. Guess what?”
Me: “What.”
Girl:”…….”
Me: “…”
Girl: “….I forgot. E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e!!!!!!”
If I deal with another person like this again, I will purchase a flamethrower and set fire to a tropical rain forest filled with endangered frogs.
4. Do not be a bobble head.
- Bobble head= shot through the head. Please. I sit next to an idiot bobble head in multimedia, a class where I try not to punch people, and all she does is look up facebook pictures of her relatives, babies, and comments on how ugly they look. I do not understand the meaning of a bobble heads life, but it appears to me that it amounts to this: nothing. And then they think they are the best people in the world. Because they are a bobble head. Which is basically a Barbie with a head that is not screwed on properly or just broken off and reattached to hide the evidence, courtesy of me.
5. Do not play the piano if you cannot play at least seven songs. Completely.
-Someone abuses that gorgeous instrument one more time and I will rape the piano. Or any instrument for that matter. I will defile the instrument myself, just so amateurs will not bring to shame any instrument in a slow, painful way. Two years have I dealt with crap ‘pianist’. Two years. This is the third. The piano will get raped. By me.
6. Do not use other people.
-Do not, I repeat in caps, DO NOT use other people. Do not use other people to play stupid flirt games, do not use other people to tell me confessions, do not use other people to tell me I’m a whore/stripper. DO NOT use other people. It is stupid. It is pointless. It makes me punch the wrong person. It just tells me that you are plain stupid and afraid that I will cut you. Which I will.
7. Do not make me more pissed than I already am.
-I am stressed. I am tired. I am irritated. I am blunt. I am a terrible girl. I suck at being a friend. I suck at being a person. I suck at life. Do not make me more pissed than the current level I am at. You will wake up with ovaries in your throat.
8. Do not eff with my friends.
- I don’t care who you are, or what you mean to me. You do something to the people I love and cherish and I will haunt you and your grandchildren. Forget about your kids. I’ll leave you confused for a period and then come back when you’re half dead and when your kids think they were going to have it good, only for their children to be terrorized by a piano rapist.
9. Do not be rude.
-Yeah. No. I WILL BE RUDE TO YOU. But I will pretend it is being blunt. You will not have the capabilities to do that. No. The thing I hate about rudeness is not that is it rude, it is the fact that to be rude, you are saying something/doing that may be true, and using it in an offensive way. Yeah no. Rude is stupid. If we are not civilized enough to not bomb another country, we are not civilized enough to be rude. That is too complex for too many people in life. I would know. I can be rude too. But I can use words to cut you down. Do not make me try.
10. Do not be stupid.
-Just, no. No. Please no. Have mercy on me. MAY THE KINGDOM OF THE GOOD LORD FORBID YOU.
11. Do not try to be cute. When you are not.
-This mostly goes to fat idiot people and bobble heads. Cute does not mean sexy. Cute does not mean that it will make everyone love you. Neither does “cuteness” result from saying “U R S0 KAWAII DESU!!~!~!!!~!111~~” multiple times until a baby gets punched. Not to brag, but I will be cuter than those idiots any day. And I can do it while coloring walls in rabbit blood. Which will be a result should someone try to be cute when it is truly horribly disgusting.
As of now, this is all I can think of. Exceptions to my rules are as applied:
-I love you
-I don’t know you exist
-Do it for my personal entertainment so I can cut you.
-I love you sometimes
Maybe I’m being mean. Yeah, like that’s new. There are just some people that need to go. This is just my list and a reference.
*[About fat people]
Because I feel like I am being honestly mean about it and I feel like some fat person will troll on me, I will make this clear: Weight does not matter at all to me. It just so happens that a lot of the people that I hate seem to be a bit on the larger scale.There is nothing wrong with some weight. Just don’t be stupid at the same time.
Review for Vietnam and Questionable Toilets
I went to Vietnam back in the summer of 2010. Here’s a review that I wrote a few weeks after I came back:
The people, the land, the food, and mostly, the toilets. What is there not to love about this country?
The people of Vietnam are so wonderfully adorable. The women all hide from the sun like wannabe vampires and have an average height of about 5’2”. Did I mention they all love to speak their mind? I felt like a super model the whole time I was there.
Random Customer of my Aunt’s Shop: “Woah! Who’s that lady? Foreigner? She looks mixed. So pretty!” Oh ho, why thank you.
Worker of some supermarket/mall: “That lady is so pretty… I won’t be able to sell products. I just want to stare at her all day” Ha, that’s creepy yet sweet at the same time.
Manager of some beauty salon: “That girl probably looked just like a doll when she was a kid. With that face, she looks like a doll!” uh alright..
My Aunt: “Wow, you have such deliciously straight legs and large thighs” Aunty, what the heck are you saying!?
Old lady: “OH MY GOSH! SHE KNOWS HOW TO RIDE A BIKE?!” …wait what?
… Yes, Viet women are very odd. They’re either very excited or very pissed off. I’m glad I met the earlier stated ones. And yes, they find it surprising that foreigners can ride bikes. We all don’t ride BMWs and Ferraris, shesh. Stupid movies. But they generally love foreigners because of their beautiful and exotic looks, and their rich pockets.
Now the Viet GIRLS. The younger ones. They all talk so eloquently and look very sweet and harmless in their skinny jeans and graphic tees, like my favorite cousin, or they look like super whores with their group of girl friends who all have the same look, i.e. white low-cut top with booty shorts and permed dyed orange hair.
Now for the guys. The older guys(30+) are all perverts. Damn you all, I am not in my mid-twenties so stop trying to hit on me and making kissy faces and demand I go sit on your lap or go for a ride on your motorbike or try to get a picture with me or something. Drunk bastards. Stay away from the older men. They will try to kidnap you or take a picture of you.
The college aged (18-twenties) group of boys are much more sweeter. They’ll go and talk to you in English, and when they can’t think of any other English phrases, you talk to them in Viet and they laugh because you screwed with them. Or they could be like my older cousin who talks in this kind voice and plays english songs while I’m around. Or they could be like the freaks who wouldn’t leave me alone and wanted me to swim out further into the ocean with them. Like really, who the heck asks that? That just means you’re trying to drown me. Overall, the college age boys are people you can talk to, cause they’ll know more english than the other groups, or they’ll try and get you to swim out into the ocean.
The younger group (teens and down). They’re… mostly quiet and don’t talk much. They keep on this stern face, and look pretty hawt while they do. Like my third oldest cousin. He always has this stern, yet calm expression, but he looks so cool when he has it. Then there is my cousin’s little brother. He looks like a korean boy. I love it. It’s either they’re cool or korean. And they’re kinda hard to find. They go and play sports somewhere, I have no idea.
By the way, almost everyone owns a motorbike or scooter. But you start on a bike first. And by noon everyone takes a nap. EVERYONE. It’s insane. Also, if you’re foreign, act nice to Viet people. They think you’re a saint afterwards. Really amusing.
Now the land is fascinating- from far away. Up close, there’s trash EVERYWHERE. It’s so sad. I almost cried because I’ve come to love Vietnam so much. The land scape is truly beautiful in my eyes. There was an attempt at trying to solve the trash problem, which was realized when I came across a trashcan on a stick.
Wat… da eff?
And to make things better, trash was scattered about FIVE FEET from the trash can. Lazy arses. Pick up the damn trash and throw it away! The sunlight aint gonna kill ya and make you tan if you stand in it for a second.
And the beaches. Gawd the beaches are amazing. The public ones are a bit questionable since there is some trash and questionable people there. Not to mention the foreigners who like to wear their speedos, regardless of age. Anyway, the beaches are really great. The waters are either calming, or splashing with waters. And if you know where to go, the beach is amazingly warm and crawling with small sea critters you can catch. Tip for a tourist: if you have been attacked by mosquitoes or any other bugs, the bites go away quicker if you go to the salty beaches. It’s like a double plus for me.
The food at Vietnam is not high class, sadly. Where I’ve been at least. I find it suitable enough to eat. And if you know where to go, it’s very cheap so you can have your fill. I warn thou to be careful though, else you experience most of your time on the toilet.
And the toilets. DAMN THE TOILETS! Why is it always frikkin wet and where the heck is the toilet paper and what’s the bucket of water for and why in the world are there foot prints on the toilet seat?!
Almost every toilet I went to, these same thoughts ran through my head.
“Why is it always frikkin wet-” It’s always frikkin wet because the whole bathroom is usually a shower floor. There isn’t anything that really separates the toilet from the shower so enjoy having the toilet seat wet.
“-and where the heck is the toilet paper-” Sigh… there is hardly any toilet paper whenever I go, and when there is, it’s worse than the schools toilet paper. And also because…
“-and what’s the bucket of water for-” the bucket of water, or occasionally, a spray hose, is present instead of the toilet paper. You wash your bottom when you go. Much cleaner, apparently… however the toilet paper situation makes people wonder why you’re so wet when you come out of the bathrooms.
“and why in the world are there foot prints on the toilet seat?!” Ever heard of asian squatting? Well you better start learning it. Asians squat on the toilet seat because it’s dirty. Well you freaky peoples, it wouldn’t be dirty if you weren’t squatting on the damn thing! And sometimes, you might come across a toilet that’s in the ground. Well start squatting you foreigners. Start squatting, because that’s how the asians REALLY do it.
Overall, I really came to fall in love with Vietnam. I honestly don’t know how I did either. The state of the country is questionable, but the day after I came home, I found myself nearly in tears because I didn’t find myself in Vietnam. I hope I can come back sooner. I was surprised to see more foreigners than I did five years ago, and if you know where to go, it’s nice to go to Vietnam.
[Flash 10 is required to watch video]
marioninstitutionformentalhealth:
Wow.
Pardon my French - fuckin’ hell, that was moving.
Oh…oh my. Even if I could word this properly, there are no words to describe the truth of a video that speaks for itself except to say, “If you don’t watch it, you miss out.”
Always reblog.
{Time to reblog this again?
Cool with me.}
((Oh hey Charlie Chaplin. What’s that? You have a speech in your first talking picture? Well isn’t that sweet, I’m sure it’s very ni-whoa…))
legit crying right now yeah
I agree whole-heartedly.
I just really really like this video, I find it all kinds of inspirational
I’ve probably said this like 8 million times in the past but everyone needs to watch “The Great Dictator” at least once. While the majority of the movie is very funny and lighthearted, the end speech (this speech) is probably hands-down one of the greatest in cinematic history.
I’m.. really happy they chose to present this speech as the way to move people and make them think very hard. Very hard of reality. It’s old, yes, but it still is true even today. Charlie Chaplin’s speech will go do in history forever, I swear to you. I did this man as my project in World History and I have some obnoxious and small minded people in there. They all were quiet and watched this video with intent as I showed it. As it finished, they said it was one of the best videos they’d seen. Same as the words of my History Teacher. Overall, the message is here. If you look over this, you’re missing out. Watch it now.
