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http://www.flashmobamerica.com/

A Flash Mob America flash mob is a spontaneous public performance, usually a dance, that appears seemingly out of nowhere with just one person, grows to hundreds of people, then quickly disappears. Flash Mob America strives to give them purpose which is to CREATE JOY THRU SURPRISE. People who participate in our flash mobs feel like they’ve gotten to be a part of something special.

Today, I just received the instructional video for the flashmob that we will be doing on October 20th. Anticipating more then 80-100 people to participate in this mob, as it is a famous company for pulling off these stunts. We do these dances the day before and on the day for rehearsing, but the actual spot in which we do it is a secret. Just remember that. I’ll be practicing this routine everyday with a friend until we get it right. And when the time comes, we’ll be ready, so watch out for the mob video that will come out in the following weeks after the performance has been done!

PS- Know I haven’t been on, but I’m blogging somewhere else now.. haha

I think it’s about time that I stopped using tumblr. There’s nothing here to look forward to anymore, since it’s the same thing on and off every time I go down my dash. Try-hard philosophers who probably don’t know the least bit of what they’re quoting and how to actually apply it. People with big egos who talk about how it’s a turnoff to have a big ego and vice verse as well. Unique, different, typical, and any other word people try to use to cast themselves from another way of thinking and living of those who are perceived as a conformist in their perspective. 

I’ve had tumblr for about 3 years now and this is what I’ve observed thus far and realized how much time has been sort of… wasted, but accrued in certain positive aspects in that of gaining and losing friends. Especially since the tumblr terminology is brought in real life, it can be quite a nuisance. 

Although I can point out all the negatives of having it, I still realized myself through it in an optimistic way. 

“We’re going to find you a guy” seems to be majority of the call centers goal for me. When I’m on the phones or going out with friends on lunch break, the same topic about me “getting it on”, is always brought up. It may sound like an ego booster, but it isn’t. They simply just like messing with me. I’m definitely the baby in the workplace… and the most wild when I yell I guess haha.

I’ve been thinking about this for quite a while, but I’m considering getting a camera again after my last one got stolen. I really miss the feel of holding one in my hands every where I went and it was definitely another medium I took in more then drawing.  There’s a lot to catch up since I’ve last held one and my bro has already surpassed many kids his age in the art of capturing a moment. Other then that, it’ll be worth the save once I get my hands on a nikon again.

Finally got myself a laptop, an asus one, which I’ve envied for quite a bit now. It’s not something I’d usually adapt to, but it’s good for now until I save up for something better.

jonathanpham:

You stay in one place for too long and the people there will start solidifying an image of you. Like you’ll always be the same til the day they stick you in a coffin. One day you decide to say a new word or express a new lifestyle you feel suitable, buddy on the left gives you the brow like that’s weird or unacceptable. Some people can’t adjust to people changing. But that’s why we just keep moving forward until they realize how clueless they’ve been.

I was just dancing with my friend at the club with the lights constantly flashing above us going in every direction, not really caring who was around us and just doing our thing. All of a sudden, my friend sidestepped to dance with someone else and I could feel my waist being pulled forward to that of another persons waist. A tall and slightly muscular guy was looking straight in my face when I looked up and forcibly planted his lips against mine with his hands grabbing my ass tighter as we made out for those two minutes. My friend had warned me something like this would happen, but I simply complied and just went with it. Getting into it, I could feel his bulge rubbing against me while we were dancing and the instant he knew what was happening, he let go.

No emotions, strings, or anything attached, but this was definitely a first that’s happened to me at the club. Usually my cousin would protect and stop that sort of thing from happening to me. I’m kind of glad it happened. Lip action was pretty good too honestly.

s-khieu:

202: what did you do last saturday?

I studied 6 hours straIght on my software training.

Recently on saturday, I went to my first gay bar here in AZ with a friend in Oldtown Scottsdale. The atmospheric environment the town gave off when we arrived reminded me so much of how Seattle was like. The slight sharp turns, the people, and the way the lights were setup gave off that feeling that I was back home. I was so excited and giddy all over. The air I was breathing felt really fresh too. It took a quick 20 minutes, and when we found parking, BS, the gaybar, was just within walking distance. 

Flashing our ids and paying our covers, we walked into a chill environment with not too many people, but enough to make the place that much lively as we ordered our drinks. Tokyo tea was what my friend and I ordered and began drinking as we noticed that one of our co-workers, Allen, was here as well. We were stoked and excited to see one another and found out that it was his first time at BS too. 

After a while, Allen left and we both just sat down and talked about the town in general and how it reflected of what liveliness should feel like. A little bit into our conversation, this buff, but obviously cute waiter was continuously coming towards us to see if we needed any more drinks. At first, I thought he was hinting at my friend, but he later said that he was eyeing me every time he came over. Couple minutes passed by, and my friend decides he needs to use the restroom. And I know he’s doing this on purpose because all of a sudden, I’m engaged in a conversation with the waiter. I found out his name, where he previously lived, but I  unfortunately didn’t get his number. I’ll get it next time… maybe haha.

Our drinks finished and wanting to walk around, we headed out and my friend gave me a tour of Scottsdale to end the night.