I WANT TO RE-LEARN THE VIETNAMESE ZITHER.
I ALSO WANT TO LEARN THE CHINESE ZITHER.
SO MANY INSTRUMENTS.
--
& we saw this extremely distracting truck while driving to cm to go pick
up our badges and uniform.
~DT
SO MANY INSTRUMENTS.
--
& we saw this extremely distracting truck while driving to cm to go pick
up our badges and uniform.
~DT
Your modeling agent,
T N "
I thought this was hilarious.
Making some good times.
~DT
I didn't know I was able to drop it so quickly.
Overnight.
I'm willing to let go.
A sign that I did, was that I decided to sleep with your tank top last
night. I don't know why I did, but I did.
--
I had the most scariest dream though last night.
I was being chased and cornered by a fat white man trying to stab at me,
with different types of knives.
He finally cornered me as I ran into a stall.
WHY THE FUCK DID I HAVE TO RUN INTO a FUCKING stall?!?!
Well, I somehow ran out, after being swiped at, receiving some cuts.
Either Ngoc or Abby or somebody passed me a gun. But I couldn't pull the
trigger. The man said he didn't care. Or some shit like that. I just
kept on backing up. Trying to figure out if he was bluffing me.
I was contemplating on either shooting him in the head or the Achilles.
To kill him off or to cripple him.
Why the fuck did I have to even be so nice and think about how I would
affect some person's life after I shoot them EVEN WHEN they were trying
to murder me the whole time.
Well, Ngoc(?), I think, quickly ended it.
She shot him a in a place that'd paralyze him from the neck down.
The man was fucking happy that he was now a fucking vegetable. He went
over to his family and was pulled along by a wheelchair.
Okay, so dreams, I know FOR SURE that you dream things that are what
you're either subconsciously thinking of, or an important thought that
was really occupied in your head right before you had slept.
Or so, that's how it was with me, anyway.
I don't even know if these are true, but I like to look them up.
I really have no idea, what these definitions are based off of, but I'm
thinking it's symbolism?
I don't really get the mechanics behind it, but yeah.
It's amusing to see what they say.
So I type in a couple of important things from the dream.
Killer:
To see a killer in your dream, suggests that an essential aspect of your
emotions have been cut off. You feel that you are losing your identity
and your individuality. Alternatively, this dream may represent
purification and the healing process. You are standing up for yourself
and putting a dramatic end to something.
Murder:
To dream that you witness a murder, indicates deep-seated anger towards
somebody. Consider how the victim represents aspects of yourself that
you want to destroy or eliminate.
Cutting:
To dream that you are cutting something, signifies a broken relationship
or severed connection.� Alternatively, the dream may be a metaphor for
something you need to "cut out" in your life. Perhaps it refers to some
bad habit or a certain food.
--
Holy shit, after all of this research for the symbolism behind these
major themes. Or however you'd call it.
I think I understand what's going on.
It's surprising that I am able to figure out this much.
GOD, so much symbolism, I swear.
It's like reading literature.
So fucking weird and convenient, how our brains work.
~DT
Really nice issue. Full of pictures.
Need more articles though.
I still find it hard to believe that he's gone.
It's a weird feeling.
We miss you.
Hope you're having a good time up there.
~DT
But yeah. This is fun.
I want to learn some basic grammar and sentences of Finnish, Swedish, &
German before this summer ends.
"Hei, minun nimeni on DT!"
"Hi! My name is DT"
"How are you?"
"Kuinka voit?"
"I'm doing great!!"
"Minä voin loistavasti!!"
YAY FINNISH!
Finnish is supposedly one of the harder languages to learn since it
doesn't really have much roots to a lot of the other languages.
I am total language enthusiast if anyone haven't noticed already. I WILL
BECOME A POLYGLOT AND TRAVEL THE WORLD. JUST WATCH ME.
~DT
Alex then started looking for some sand crabs.
He found one sand crab and one shrimp thingy.
THEY ARE CALL COCOPODS?!(sp?!)
Alex tried looking for more but couldn't find any.
Then we got over the beach so I called Nghia to pick us up.
As we were waiting, Alex decided to drown the poor creatures in TAP
WATER.
Poor salt water babies.
I then took the time to run my ass out all the way back to the beach to
return them to their home.
IT WAS SO SAD. I DIDN'T WANT THEM TO DIE.
I don't know if the sand crab survived.
But the shrimp thingy was still alive and kicking.
Then Nghia picked us up and dropped us off over at thang long.
Alex made smiley faces in his pho.
We ate some delicious hot hot pho.
Walked over to Alex's G-mama's neighborhood.
Wandered around the playground area.
Tried sleeping on the grass with the beach towel.
Alex in a tree yelling out "SLEEPER NO SLEEPING" every few seconds.
I thought that was cute and hard to ignore and sleep through.
Wandered around the pool and bathroom area.
Found the "secret room" aka sauna.
Then stuff happened.
Zomg Alex was a quickee today.
LOLfacewaggling.
I saw a suspicious old man come into the WOMANS bathroom.
Slowly walked out of the bathroom.
Walked over to Alex's G'ma's house place.
Greeted Alex's G'ma, I really hope she heard me.
Alex took Lucky for a walk all the way to my house.
It was like, practically a block away.
Lucky was quite the obedient doggie. I was surprised.
Dang Alex can train a dog.
Chilled over at my house for a bit.
Alex drank coke & Lucky drank bottled water water.
Watched Lucky and his horny doggieness and played with him a bit. Zomg
red rockets.
Daddy came home, Alex is intimidated, decides to quickly depart.
Hugs and kisses and Alex quickly walks away with Lucky at his tails.
Today was a fun day.
I wish the weather at the beach was better though.
~DT
Back when I was in school, I never really fit in.
Especially in public school.
Everyone was always picking on me.
(In private school, you don't really have to fit in because you already
automatically do, with all of the uniform and rules and everything. But
that's just physical aesthetic-wise.)
I was a real pushover.
Going along with all of the teases and such.
I never had the same interests as the majority.
They definitely had different taste of music than me.
They listened to crap music. Haahahahahaha.
Well anyways,
I remember I was trying so hard to fit into the new school.
I was an elementary school kid, 4th grade to be exact.
I wanted the same kind of clothes, that was "IN" at the time.
I still never fit in even after that.
Then when it came to middle school.
I was ironically conforming to the "non-conformists" regime.
With the whole poser/gothic/punk style.
It stopped in 8th grade when I started listening to asian music
(kpop/jrock/jpop).
Then came high school, I was still in my little (iwannabeohsojapanesey
phase) when I was still a freshman. It lasted about till almost a bit of
the first half of my sophomore year.
And then I just became open to everything starting my junior year. I met
new people, got into new things, etc.
Now I am here. I am now enlightened to of all of this
"conforming/non-conforming" bullshit.
To truly be free, from it all.
One just has to do freely, WHATEVER THE FUCK THEY WANT.
As long as you're doing the things for the sake of YOURSELF and not for
the sake of how you want people to see YOU as.
Do whatever you want.
Like whatever you want.
Be whatever you want.
And disregard everyone else's opinion.
You have 1 life.
Why should you spend and waste all of your time trying to impress
others?
I have finally come to realize this recently.
~DT
I say supposedly because I am a paranoid little girl that think the
death was too sudden. Like how Elvis Presley died.
Well anyway, on a crazy conspiracal, I think Michael Jackson bribed
everyone to fake his death, so he can finally hide in peace somewhere on
some private island with Elvis Presley.
Hahahahaha, right.
On facebook to my status of:
"DT OMG MICHAEL JACKSON HE DIED ;_____; I WAS SUCH A BIG FAN OF HIS BACK
WHEN I WAS 10. ;____; IM IN SHOCK."
My older sister said,
"lol! i remember when u were a lil girl u used to listen to him all the
time after mom introduced u to his music and u none of the other lil
kids in ur school even knew who mj was. it wasn't until all the child
molestation allegations came up that u decided not to listen to him
again."
Well anyways, the part she got wrong was that I didn't stop listening to
him after the child molestation charges. My phase of obsession it
started around my summer of going towards 4th grade and was over by
around 5th or 6th grade. I just didn't listen to him as much as I did before.
I remember it kind of clearly. It was I believe, my 7th grade year if
not then 6th grade, when Michael Jackson was charged for child
molestation and going on trial. I didn't believe that he was a child
molester and I still don't believe he is/was one either.
I think it's all some conspiracy that some fucking crazy bitch mother
concocted and made her sons comply to, to sue Michael Jackson for his
money.
Well then, even IF he was a child molester it does NOT effect how much
of a great artist he was. He influenced many generations and his
influences are still embedded in our culture today and he will continue
influencing many artists in the future.
I think it's funny how a lot or artists make a shit load of cash, AFTER
they die.
People don't really remember or take note of you until they die.
It's kind of sad really. But it's true.
I think because of his huge stardom since he was 5. He was a man who
didn't get to experience a normal childhood. Since he was always working
and working, he didn't get to have that fun care-free life most normal
children get.
Perhaps, that's why he wanted to to re-live his childhood with his
Neverland Ranch and all.
Sure he had the money and fame and everything.
But money can't buy you happiness.
Money actually gives you a shit load more responsibility.
Well, I don't know. I never got to know Michael Jackson personally to
say much. But from my understanding, he's been through a load of shit
and a lot of people misunderstand him.
I think it's greatly understandable of why and how Michael Jackson
became who he was recently. I have to admit he had developed some
bizarre and strange behaviors. But that's understandable. I am able to
empathize with that.
I fucking hate how the media screws up everything and ruins peoples
lives, with their crude and vulgar slanders and privacy invasion.
I fucking hate how the culture in the U.S. is to PEER AND POKE AND
DESTROY celebrities lives.
I've always hated those god damned gossip tabloid magazines. They
OVER-EXAGGERATE EVERYTHING.
THEY FREAKING EVEN MAKE THINGS UP ALSO.
Even if it was the truth, WHO THE FUCK ARE WE?!?!
TO HAVE THE RIGHTS TO PEER INTO ANOTHER INDIVIDUALS PRIVACY?!
Which do indeed sometimes cause a lot of stress towards the afflicted
celebrities.
I don't like Miley Cyrus either, but seriously, I fucking HATE how
everyone is so WORKED UP AND PATRONIZE THE POOR GIRL FOR EVERYTHING SHE
DOES.
They call her slut because she takes revealing pictures of herself. So
what? She's a fucking teenager.
WHY DOESN'T ANYBODY ELSE SAY ANYTHING TO THE OTHER SLUTS ON MYSPACE WITH
THEIR REVEALING PICTURES?!
She's a fucking teenager doing normal AMERICAN teenager things. Leave
her the fuck alone.
I just hate it all, the media and their papparazi.
America has to be the most privacy invasive culture ever.
And it pisses me off.
Mind your own fucking business, people.
And Michael Jackson, may you rest in peace.
You'll always be the King of Pop.
You were a great inspiration to me when I was a kid.
You were what really got me into music.
I really really do thank you for that.
Music has a been huge part of my life since then.
It's funny, I only listened to classical music and rejected music that
wasn't classical before my mother introduced me to you.
I am disappointed that you didn't get to live long enough to make your
comeback. Many fans were anticipating it.
But we still do appreciate what you've given us.
Thanks for all of the inspiration, meaning, and entertainment you have
given to the world.
I hope you have that fun childhood you never got to experience in this
life, in the afterlife.
Long live Michael Jackson, the King of Pop.
June 25, 2009. Rest in peace. We Love You.
~DT
Yes, I have forgiven but I cannot forget.
Even then when I forgive.
It happens again.
What do I do then?
Forgive and forget again?
No. It doesn't work like that.
It gets very tiresome after awhile.
~DT
But I now have a different mind set about it.
I honestly do, cannot tolerate lies.
This wasn't the first time either.
Now do you know what I mean when I said,
I can't fully trust you?
If you lie about the smallest things like this.
Then what about the bigger things?
It makes me wonder. Hm.
Don't do it.
Ever again.
I cannot stand it. At all.
~DT
Makes me feel better about myself.
Since they copy cuz they like it.
Although I hate that kind of flattery.
But yeah.
I'm over it.
~DT



I tumbled for the first time ever today.
Now I am not so afraid of the waves.
I have to say I tumbled from 4-5 times today.
I swear to God. My body kind of hurts.
The last tumble was like a full on 360.
But yah. I got rid of a lot of my fear for the ocean.
I'm still scared of drowning and being stranded though.
EEPS!
~DT
Today I saw the strangest sight ever.
Ngoc and I were coming on shore because we were finished with our boogie
boarding.
And then we saw a group of three.
There was this one kid with this strange hair.
It was like dyed platinum white on a part of the right and left side of
his head.
And he was freaking pale with a muscular body.
You don't usually see that with pale people.
Usually, pale people with alt. hair usually are just skinny and lanky.
I swear to god the kid is like a character that popped up from some teen
vampire novel.
Like, TWILIGHT.
Oh my dear lord almighty save us all.
VAMPIRES ARE GOING TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD.
But hahaha, vampire kid got crashed by the waves.
That's what you get for trying to be all cool and the shiet on the
beach.
Fuck, it was fucking weird.
~DT
( ねこぢる草)It's my self-consciousness & fear of rejection.
Now that I know this.
It's going to be much much easier to attack my shyness.
This article was pretty eye opening.
http://thinksimplenow.com/happiness/20-ways-to-attack-shyness/
~DT
I found it in the black van's floor.
I asked Ngoc if I could has it.
Cuz it was so c00t.
~DT
Anyway, I went to the gym and went back home to take a shower and shave
my haireh legz.
I haven't worn a skirt in what seems a long while.
So then I meet up with Alex at around 2.
He has been over @ b&n for approximately 1 hour? I derno.
But I arrive seeing him sitting near an old woman in the cool shade in
front of the Starbucks that was was connected to b&n.
Tickets for UP (in 3D) were $12.25 EACH. Grand total was $24.50.
Talk about being seriously expensive.
We received this black 3D glasses also.
They were pretty cool looking.
It saddens me that I did not get a picture of Alex wearing them.
We arrive about 20-30 minutes or so early.
We sit and laugh and mess around a bit.
Then a line of girls came in and sat right in front of us.
We don't like the invasion of privacy so we decide to sit up front.
The previews and trailers came on and the Ice Age mini movie came on, I
thought it was absolutely adorable. Except for that freaking evil
squirrel bitch.
Then Up finally came on and the intro with the clouds and creation of
living things was absolutely ADORABLE. I always loved those cute intros
that Pixar gives their movies.
We were messing for a bit. It was mostly Alex doing most of it. You sly
dog.
I loved the movie Up. I really recommend it. I give it an A+++++. Pixar
never ceases to amaze and impress me.
I cried a couple of times. This story is just so, heartwarming.
It really is.
I'm really glad I got to watch this with you Alex.
It means a lot to me. It really does.
Afterwards, we went to sneak into "A Night at the Museum".
Lots of messing around.
All I can say is,
AVNstamped. (small red circular shape)
Lots of piano playing.
Bebebe kissing.
Broken water fountain with dripping problems.
Today, my serotonin/dopamine levels shot up way high caused by the
amazing AVN.
Screw drugs I don't need that, oh wait scratch that.
All I need is my AVNdrug.
I wasn't paying much of the movie.
All I remember is Amelia Earhart a wax statue kissing the main guy.
AWKWARD MUCH. THAT'S JUST WEIRD.
MAKING OUT WITH INANIMATE OBJECTS.
But yeah, I really liked the ending and the explanation for the moving
museum artifacts.
Afterwards, we wander towards the arcade where 2 of Alex's sisters & 3
of Alex's cousins were located. We hung around there. Alex played the
shooting Aliens game and finally after awhile we decided to go eat at
Johnny Rockets.
Alex ordered Bacon and Cheese Double Stacker.
Or something along those lines.
I took a bite out of that because I was curious as to how it'd taste.
It was surprisingly very GOOD TASTING.
I always hated hamburgers because it looked grose and weird.
But seriously, this was so delicious.
I never really ate a hamburger before.
Oh mah gahd.
My hamburger eating virginity was stolen by Alex.
I don't mind though.
We finished eating I paid for Alex's food and then we went over to B&N
to wait to be picked up. Looking through the journal section, Alex
knocked a whole bunch of journals down. HAHAHAHA.
You silly silly boy.
Then I dragged Alex to the humor section.
I found the 19 rules book for a "perfect" husband to abide to.
Alex wouldn't pay attention to it much. *sad*
It's okie, dearie. I shall teach you the ways.
Alex's mumsy came so he and his family went first.
Today was a WONDERFUL DAY.
I want to spend more time with you Alex.
We have a whole summer.
Call me up whenever you're freeeeeeee.
So we cans plaaaaaaaaaaay allll dayyyyyyyy.
I feel so happy & rejuvenated.
Happy 14th month, Darling.
~DT
P.S: Sorry darling, I really didn't mean to be so aggressive.
P.P.S: "You can be 32A for all I care." "........I am 32A........"
HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA that cracked me up so bad. <3
I TOTALLY FORGOT. I CAN'T BELIEVE IM SO DUMB. WAH.
But yes. This summer. I'm so going to work on it.
On film too! Gonna film at least one video by this summer.
I feel so inspired now.
NO MORE MESSING AROUND ON THE INTERNET WITH USELESS THINGS. THX KEVIN
FOR REMINDING ME.
I am still debating on whether to save up for a synth or acoustic.
I think I'm going to bat my eyelashes and ask my daddy to buy me an
acoustic. Since he's so into guitars and stuff.
Then I can save up my OCfair money for a synthesizer.
I gotta do more research on music producing.
~DT
~DT
I Love her for thinking of me and buying it for me!
~DT
~DT
Oh yeah! In the middle of it all.
We were arguing about which direction the Bical(sp?) lake was in. IM A
BICAL(SP?!) DOLPHIN THAT LIVES IN THE BICAL(SP?!?) LAKE IN AFRICA. IM
RARE AND I AM THE ONLY KIND OF DOLPHIN THAT'D LIVE IN FRESH WATER.
You know what Alex?
I really really do enjoy talking to you more in real life.
Oh and LOL. Dead fishie kissing.<3
After opening up more to each other.
It was getting dark and Alex felt like some yogurt.
We walked to yogurt place while holding hands and Alex got all the
flavors except for mango, tart(?), lychee, taro & was there more you
didn't get?
The flavors he did get where, raspberry, strawberry banana, green tea,
chocolate chip, very vanilla and.... was there more? I forgotttt.
For the toppings, Alex got strawberries and baby gummy bears.
We went outside to eat the yogurt.
Then Alex had to go home we huggggged and I kissed him.
Goodness gracious. I think I forgot how to kiss.
I haven't done it in the longest time.
Alex, I really have missed you.
I don't think this is a spur of the moment thing.
~DT
Don't let what others say get to you.
This poster pisses me off.
~DT
Afterwards, we went up onto land.
A couple of Vietnamese people went up to us and asked if we had any
quarters. They thought we were some other kind of Asian, so they were
all talking amongst themselves in Vietnamese and it was awkward because
we could understand everything they were saying.
They asked for $2 worth of quarters. I thought it was hilarious.
Afterwards, Ngoc said, "Khong Co Chi".
And they giggled, and we walked away.
NGOC KNEW THOSE QUARTERS WOULD'VE COME IN HANDY.
~DT
"If you can't beat them, join them.
And once you're in, BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THEM."
Why am I such a genius?
I hope no one came up with that kind of quote already.
They probably did already.
OH WELL. I DON'T CARE.
Although this quote sounds manipulative and everything.
It's true.
Very true. Y'all just can't trust everyone y'know,
~DT
~DT
It needs a partner.
It makes me sad just thinking about.
Never buy only 1 fish.
Needs to be bought in pairs.
Compatible pairs.
Beta fish fight with other males.
So it should be 1 male + 1 female beta fish together.
I don't think they'd fight.
I don't know much about beta fish.
All I know is that, they're so so pretty.
~DT
We used to have a pretty red Beta. But I think it died. T_T;
The blue Beta is so adorable.
It's afraid of me though. It's still shy I guess.
~DT
~DT
It seems too unreal though.
Time has passed by way too fast.
It doesn't even feel like school has ended.
I wasn't even counting down how long school would end.
It's just too UNREAL.
I'm out. Just 1 more year.
Then I am going out into the real world. Kinda.
Into a system that is a bit more free but still kind of restricted.
I AM SO HAPPY.
NO MORE STRESS.
THE SCHOOL YEAR ENDED GREATLY.
~DT
This song, it brings to me to tears.
Whenever I hear it.
Or think about it.
Why is this song so beautiful?
It makes me feel so sad and depressed.
"You are so beautiful
To me
You are so beautiful
To me
Can't you see
You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need
You are so beautiful
To me
You are so wonderful
To me
You are so wonderful
To me
Can't you see
You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need
You are so wonderful
To me
You are so beautiful
To me
You are so beautiful
To me
Can't you see
You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need
You are so beautiful
To me"
~DT
I'm going to give it to Ngoc.
I'm going to name him "Grendel".
Tribute to the monster in Beowulf.
Or atleast, I think that was is name.
~DT

She's so positive. She tells them, that she knows that she's going to be
okay. And that she going to stay strong for her little prince (son). And
that everything was going to be okay with his father and her.
I noticed that I'm slowly losing my positivity and optimism.
But I'm glad, I turned up the radio today so I could be able to wake
up.
I need that kick in the face again and again.
People really do have a strong influence on you.
I don't want to become cynical.
I want to be ultra positive and optimistic.
All of the time.
I have to keep that in my mind.
Always, always, always.
~DT
Ngoc told me not to go any closer. First time she ever warned me not to
do something.
~DT
I KNEW IT ALL ALONG. BUT THEY WOULDN'T ADMIT IT.
UNTIL ONE OF THEM SAID "YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT'S NOT HIGH, DO IT." I
KNEW IT ALL ALONG.
GAHD DAMMIT.
Oh well, it was entertaining atleast.
I wrote the whole paper, and they're going to do that whole drawing
shiet thing tomorrow.
The outline of our drawing turned out so fucking weird.
The only thing I added into was the messcan's goatee and earring and the
crazy meth hair of the exorcist looking woman.
I laughed a whole shit load.
But we could've been a lot more productive if they were all sober.
I had to yell at them a couple of times.
But oh well.
Funnnnnay shiet.
~DT
It makes me feel absolutely miserable.
~DT
Keep it SAFE. Okay?
I want to tell you everything.
I want you to listen to me.
You don't need to reply back to me.
As long as you're genuinely listening.
And that I feel that you care enough and actually listen.
I want to do that.
We will do it.
~DT
WHEEEEEEE.
I'm like wide awake, but at the same time, sleepy.
Grawrrrr. WAI?!
~DT
I have never in my life, been so open with my thoughts and feelings and
opinions and philosophies. God, it felt so great.
I could finally explain what I think.
I usually cannot do that.
But today I did.
Fucking awesome.
I never knew doing that, would ever lead to something good.
It was necessary for my relationships with people.
I broke down the wall myself today.
I was crying and crying crying so hard.
I was glad I cried though. Two times I cried.
Boy did it feel good crying though.
This was my best first and last time evar.
We found a lot of secret lairs in the nature.
Zomg. GOTTA GO HANG THERE MOAR IN THE SUMMER YO.
TODAY WAS A GREAT DAY.
God, am I dehydrated though. D: WAHHHHHH.
~DT
-Green Sugar Cane Soda Anal
-Struggling attempts to go down hill
-Saw squirrels & bunnies
-Stalked Ducks & Geese
-Crawled under fence to get closer to the lake
-Took many pictures
-Went around the whole park
-Cherry, Steffi, Ngoc & there old man sticks
-Took model pictures of Steffi sitting on a dangerous branch
-Admired evening sun
-Climbed back up the hill
-Sleepy and tired in the car
-About to go to the Lab but decided not to
-Had long talk about our lives and problems
-Tapioca Express & played cards
-Partied in the car
-Happy Hyper &Cheery while going Home
Always hyper at the wrong times.
Wished I had moar time.
~DT
Went to the Swapmeet.
I wanted K.K. Slider from Animal Crossing from the toy machine.
I got it the first try.
I'm eating Crepe over at Genki Living.
Probably going to go to the park afterwards and hang with Ngoc, Cherry
and Steffi.
TODAY IS A GREAT DAY SO FAR.
& it's only 3:30PM.
~DT
I was in AWE at every thing. I bought 2 books for a total of $5.
"Mysterious Powers" & "Eric Kincaid's Classic". Which is a pretty good
price. For some reason, I have an obsession for collecting books. I need
my own book case. Seriously.
I was about to buy "Berlin's Basic German Cassette + Book" for $5. But
ehhhhh, maybe next time. If I ever see it again, that is.
SO MANY COOL THINGSSSSS. I am also attracted to the small little trinket
stuff that most people deem "shit". IT'S SO FREAKING COOL.
There's actually really nice clothes there also.
I wish I had moar $$$.
Gonna prolly go there every weekend now.
~DT