Showing posts with label Advice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Advice. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

MeMe Tagged

Kayo at Osaka Life tagged me. So I'd better start typing. Plus I have a ton of free time.

Here are the Rules:
1. Link to the person’s blog who tagged you.
2. Post these rules on your blog.
3. List seven random and/or weird facts about yourself.
4. Tag seven random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
5. Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog. (Optional, apparently.)

My Seven Random Facts:

1. I love Horror Films. I've seen almost all there is to see. I try to take in all the good and the bad however, it really is a pet peeve of mine to be recommended a horror film that blows. Any recommendations would be much appreciated!

2. I'm a bboy. I've been breakin' for about 15 years. Give or take a few years while at school.

3. I'm short. Honestly, it does suck to be short. Especially because you lose out on all the girls that are taller then you. But, I think if you are still able to attract women, then you'll be alright. So for all you short guys out there, it's not so bad.

4. I won "best costume" at my current job dressed as Bruce Lee.

5. I don't think I'm an otaku even though I show some similar traits. I dressed up as Duck King (KoF) once at AnimeExpo, I watch anime and J,T,Kdramas, and I read mangas. Wow. NVM

6. I played tennis in high school so that I'd have gym for sixth period. I really didn't like the fact that my school didn't supply showers for the students thus by having PE sixth, you can just go home after instead of having to be at school, smellin'! I suck at tennis and I really had no interest in it.

7. When I was in the 5th grade, I let out an SBD and blamed it on the kid who couldn't speak English. So everyone believed it to be true. I couldn't hold it in and that was my only option. I know I'm a jerk. Please forgive me!

Crud, I don't know many blogs. I'm just gonna post random sites then.

Tsuji Eriku at YODC
The guy who does JapanSugoi. Gomen!
Edward at Japundit
Johan at Lost in Japan
Garten at Memento
Nikki at Nihon Watch
Lee at Tokyo Times

I just realized i sent links to all the Japan sites I check out. HA oh wells!

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Trying to meet Chicks at a Club! Mistake?

So I was having a conversation with a good buddy of mine, and we so happen to have stumbled upon the topic of meeting girls at a club. Now, I'm not that smooth. Just an average Joe. I know a few individuals who can get a girl's number with ease or just to talk with them without a problem. However, I am not that guy. My favorite line is "umm, you want to do dance. DOH" Yes my friends, that’s the one liner that many guys try to use and fail miserably with. But, this blog isn't about techniques on how to meet girls at a club. It's more about just going out and having a good time with friends.

So I ask, why do guys set themselves up for disaster. The way I see it, if you go to a club thinking on hitting on women and trying to leave with one when the night is over, you'll be sorely disappointed. Now, if you go to a club or party on the intention of just having fun with your friends, then I'm pretty sure you'll have a great time. So then you ask, well what happens with the girls. Can't you do both? Yes. But doing it one way is better then the other. Here are two actual scenarios that took place in my life.

A few friends and I go to a club. We dance and party together. Just having a good time. Luckily, I am blessed with friends who know how to dance (freestyle) or else it gets a little more complicated. We chill, not thinking on hitting on women for the sake of just going out and having a guys night. Then without knowing, a few girls randomly pop up and ask to dance or just to spark a conversation. Maybe they liked how we were dancing. I don’t know. Now, there were no premeditated ideas of meeting women. It just so happens that we had our cake and frosting too. Since we went to a club just to have fun, meeting or not meeting women did not affect the outcome of our night. But since we got to meet some pretty cool chicks, then it just made the night that much better.

Scenario 2, I go to a club with a few friends. On the way there, we psyche ourselves up on how many girls we are going to meet and how many numbers we are going to get. Sounds great. We show up and we see the prospects of hundreds of hotties. WE ARE GONNA GET SOME! While in the club, we walk around checking out who our prey is. We ask, get denied. We ask again, get denied. Circle the club a few times. Ask again, get denied. Ask a forth time, get denied. See the pattern. Now its 12am, prime time to dance and all the girls are taken. We soon get desperate and start asking the uglies. Shit, I got rejected by an ugly. DAMN this night SUCKS.

My advice, just go to have fun. I know these scenarios are purely coincidental but the idea is true. Meeting girls are fine, but please don’t make it your sole purpose. Yes, I am a straight guy! Don’t get me wrong, but setting yourself up to such an expectation can only lead to a train wreck. Or you’ll get desperate and leave the club with a nasty looking girl.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

I Get No Comments! Should I be sad?

I have to say this whole blogging experience is great and I've been blogging constantly for a few months. I guess you can say I'm a virgin who still needs to learn a few things before he can truly take off his training wheels. However, off the top, I ask, do people actually read this stuff? My true intention of this blog was not to get popularized in the blogging community, but as a way to freeze my thoughts and memories and place them onto a page where I can revert back and forth from. You see, my mind is in the short. This blog is my diary. But, we guys don’t say that. It’s true. It is a diary. I can’t hide the fact. And it helps me create a timeline of perplexities comprised of my mind.

But, back to the question at hand, lately I’ve become curious. So I did a search. Why no blog comments. Apparently, there are guidelines upon guidelines to getting feedback on what you write. You must have good stories, things of interest, new ideas and thoughts, etc. Crap, I never knew. Here I was, writing for the fun, for the now. Numerous amounts of mindless jibber-jabber that gets spat onto my blog. I see people’s blogs and I’ve become envious of the amount of intelligent feedback and quirky responses. Damn, my stories must suck. Do my movie reviews not move you?

My true intent has now become a thing of the past. I want readers to read and comment. I’ve given in to the dark side. My mind has been clouded with cravings of ecstasy that if someone were to embark on my journey, it would add something to their lives. I guess it’s like xanga, myspace, and friendster, I get a boner every time someone comments.

But then again, who cares right? I mean, this blog is my own. It is for my eyes to see and a tool to share thoughts to a few friends, who never comment mind you. Should I be sad? I guess the fact of the matter is, till I receive a stream of comments, then it won’t really bother me if I never get any. It’s like love. How can you miss it if you’ve never experienced it? Blast you curiosity cat. Till then, I wait.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Introducing Me


Hey guys, just wanted to introduce myself to this wonderful world of blogging. Hmm, I really don't know much about blogging but hopefully through my upcomming experiences, I'll be able to have a full functioning blog that people can enjoy. I'm pretty sure I'll have boring things to say from time to time, but I guess what my true intentions are is to create a blog to help keep my memories intact. I tend to forget things, so by doing this, I'll be able to keep track of events or things or stuff that has affected my life and, at the same time, to let readers (such as yourselves) get a taste of what or who Barry is. Barry is my name. Avid gamer, anime enthusiast, movie buff, dance-aholic, computer user extraordinaire. I might have left some things out but you get the gist of it. Okay... let's begin!