“My profile” or “Nash”

Taken from a couple of Friendster testimonals:

“I believe the best thing about Allen is his honesty. It is the best thing about Allen. Because of that I can trust him on what he says. The other thing is really good about him is that he’s a hard worker. Honest and hardworking, cant go wrong with that!” (Minh)

“Oh, my dear Allen…Allen is my buddy, and I am grateful for that, because he has to put up with a lot of my worrying =) hehe…I remember when I first met him in the dorms and we were commenting on how cliques were already beginning to form in the first few weeks of classes, but he let me into his clique. I also love that we IMed each other more than talking to each other in person even though we lived across the hall from each other…thank you, Allen, for all the fun and for being a good friend. Allen is most awesome!!” (Jacqueline)

“My ego never really recovered since Allen kicked my ass. I mean seriosuly, you might think that those rediculous bulging muscles were just for show down at chippy D’s, you might even say so… and then you’d get your ass kicked like I did. When he’s not poppin ‘roids, Allen is takin care of business. I’ve known you for like two months and you have already saved my ass twice, once from that fucking laptop business meeting emergency, and the other time for pointing out the perfect job offer that I would have just let slip away. Allen is a man of honor, of courage… in short, a D among Dales.” (Ashcoup)

“haha..so Allen has a sense of humor, who woulda thunk it? Under the brains lives a funny man of true hunkiness. Just look at that body!”(Sandy)

1.Heroic Name-Big Fred (AKA The Titan)
2. Real Name-Fred Vasquez
3. Place of Origin-Riverside, CA
4. Major-Undeclared, either Mass Communications, Rhetoric, or History
An incredible physical specimen, Fred Vasquez is a natural athlete who excels at just about every physical sport. After winning several accolades in athletics, though, he had felt a bit unfulfilled and a needed direction in his life. He then began to notice the horror of the crime around his streets. Seeing his neighborhood become corrupted by crime, he donned the identity of the Titan, a powerful crime fighter who used his athletic ability to defeat less physically-adept humans. More of a shoot first, ask questions later type, he frequently gets into scrapes with the Joey, who follows a more defensive style. Yet both have a mutual respect for each other, for they both fight along side each other for justice. Should the need arise, the Titan is always on call in case the Superfriends need more of his muscle and competitive instinct.
Happy Birthday to Patrick.
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1. Heroic Name-King Kong
2. Real Name-Patrick Kong
3. Place of Origin-Manteca, CA
4. Major-MCB (Molecular and Cell Biology)
5. Superhuman Abilities-Reserve member/supplies size and strength
-Ultra-annoying laugh that immobilizes enemies
-Extensive game and anime library that fills an 80 GB hard drive

Richard

1. Heroic Name-Richard
2. Real Name-Brian Boshes
3. Place of Origin-Scootsdale, Arizona
4. Major-EECS (Electrical Engineering and Computer Science)
Saving the world is a tough job for anyone and any team. Trying to do that and majoring in EECS may just be suicide. Brian can certainly stand up to any foe with his analytic mind and wrestling abilities, and could crack a joke about it in no time, thanks to his sharp wit. Juggling a full course load of engineering classes, and it certainly puts more fear into him than seeing White Mask. Not that he doesn’t enjoy the challenge nor does he not demonstrate his proficient with such EECS related fields like computers, physics, math, chemistry, and more. After hearing about the Superfriends, he decided to come all the way from his home state and enter the world of superheroics. It is true that he could gain more in the way of fighting ability, but with his lion heart, Richard’s brain and never quit attitude have been incredible assets to the team.

Halloween at the Castro (or my new pictures)

Summary:
Took BART and MUNI to Castro street and saw the most people I have ever seen gathered in one place. Me and my party of Eddie, John (Eddie’s Boyfriend), Seungkwon, Vicky, Eugene, Daisy, David, Nedim, and Albert arrived and tried very hard not lose each other; that didn’t happen though, as we lost Eugene, Daisy, and Nedim (Eddie deeply regrets the fact that we didn’t lose Seungkwon, though).

It wasn’t what I’d call a lovely extravaganza; I mean everywhere you went you saw trash, some ugly person, or guys just stripping (though that’s not a bad thing for everyone). There were people dressed in all sorts of strange costumes (The most obvious being the overly large penis costume) and many others who just couldn’t wait to shed them. Through the crowd, it was unimaginable thinking we’d run into people we knew, but by luck we ran into Jensen’s party. We proceeded to hang out and take a few pictures, before splitting up again.

There wasn’t a lot to do there, unless you were 21; hell, only three of us were in costume, and barely. Probably, the most extreme thing we did though was climb a bus stop. Not a big deal, but still the cops told us to get down. Gee bust up the fun of people just sitting down. I probably wouldn’t have been so bitter about it if I had landed the jump down, instead of landing on my butt (boy that stung).

It was around 11:30 and we decided to head back to the MUNI, since it closes at midnight. Along the way, some woman flashed the group, but, as Vicky put it, “it was wasted on two gay guys and me.” Along the way, David managed to grab hold of a cute girl and helped guide her through the crowd (and managed to get hit on by a couple of other guys), where as I was walking and got burned by another man’s cigratte. “Oh it’s only a flesh wound,” he said; you’re not the one who got burned pal. And then the bad news. We had missed the last train home. Man that looked bad. John calmly led us through SF, as we went around trying to call and flag down cabs. We kept looking everywhere, then we headed for a bus stop, hoping to get on it to go to the Transbay Terminail. Rats, missed the last one of those too, and has we sat at that stop, thinking of another plan, we saw a limo. We asked the driver if he could take us to Berkeley and he said hop in. We noticed something smelled funny in the limo and I was quite oblivious as to the odor. Turns out the driver was drunk and high while driving. Lucky for us nothing happened while he drove and we got home safe and sound. Boy was that tiring.

Turns out we were the last party to come back from the floor. Everyone else got home earlier and on time. Turns out Eugene and Daisy may have been seperated, but still made it back to the stop on time (lucky them). Also, we weren’t the only ones who had an adventure home. Turns out Nedim ran into Fred and Andrew and they all missed the MUNI too. They, on the other hand, managed to flag down a cab, but then on the trip realized they had no money. Fred thought it was best to just bail out when they got home, but fortunately for them, Nedim had his credit card and paid for the cab. Oh wait an adventure this day was.

It’s amazing we managed to get some photos in. Click here for an album of pics.

It’s been awhile

Dear Journal,

I guess I haven’t updated you in a long time. I guess I’ve been busy with midterms and stuff. Also, all the weird stuff me and my friends do may not be so weird any more. In fact, it just may be our way of life. With nothing really interesting happening in my life, I guess I haven’t needed to write anything.

Superfriends Roster: Everyone pictured

The people on the floor had a birthday party a little while ago. It’s kind of hard to tell but the party was for Jensen. He’s the one right behind me. Happy birthday man.

Something shocking: Jessica, an old friend from elementary school, read this entry and recognized Jensen from one of her friends. Small world.