06/24/2005
This is a poem for Tobias in Sweden
Die white family die
I hate being adopted by a white family
Of course unless I need to borrow money
Die white family die
Of course unless you want to leave me all your money out of guilt
Die white family die
I hate being adopted by a white family
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06/15/2005
Who stole my sculpture?
I carved a sculpture out of wood a few years ago and I saw a copy of it in Incheon, South Korea over the weekend. That's my sculpture you bastards stop stealing my ideas or I'll kill you. That's my sculpture you copied. Stop taking my sculptures and copying them you bastards. I'll kill you! Really!I'll kill you!
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The student loan people can kiss my ass
The student loan people can kiss my ass
They owe me money for having to get an education that won't give me a good job
The student loan people can kiss my ass
How about not making me go to school
The student loan people can kiss my ass
All dis education in my mind and I still can't get a decent paid wage
The student loan people can kiss my ass
It's off da hook
The student loan people can kiss my ass
I gots to go to school and gets me an education for what?
The student loan people can kiss my ass
Fuck off student loan people
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06/11/2005
I still haven't found what I'm looking for
I don't mean to coin a title from U2 but "I still haven't found what I'm looking for"! I still haven't found my dead beat mom or my dead beat dad. I went to the hospital where I was supposedly born but they had no record of me. Where in the hell was I born and where are my dead beat parents. Are they living in a yellow trash trailer park somewhere in south korea where I can't find them. Usually, I like to play a little game called "are you my mommy?", but lately that isn't any fun. I mean it is just getting a little depressing now. I made a video at the G.O.A.L office that will be sent to a website and maybe to a t.v. station here in Korea so if my mom is out there, she knows where to find me. I've done a D.N.A. search but that didn't go anywhere and I've searched on foot, so my last hope is this damn video. If I have to look under have pagoda here in Korea, I will. However, I'm not giving up nor will I stop looking because I have a GOAL much like G.O.A.L. and that is to find my dead beat mom. I would also like to find the dead beat mother of my baby shitzu that I purchased on line #5 in Seoul. If your his mommie please contact me. His name is love and he's almost 6 months old and part dark brown and white. He's a loving shitzu and misses his mommie. He also pees and poops all over the place. Not to bright, but cute. I would also like to know the dead beat mother of my other shitzu named Ecstasy. He's 2 years old this month and the most beautiful little boy. If your the mother of this shitzu please respond with a bark, or an ass sniff. Thank you very much. However, if your my dead beat mom, please contact me through my blog...and not my adopted white mom. Hi mom...if your reading this...this message isn't for you obviously. You could leave a comment or a message though if you wanted on a different post. Not on this one though. Like Madonna says, "Papa don't Preach I'm Keeping My Baby". I don't know what that means, I just wanted to use a title from one of Madonna's songs. I'm not pregnant mom, don't worry and if I were...I'de abort...abort...abort! I'm just kidding...or am I? Anyways, I digress. Biological mother, if your out there...please look me up because I want to slap the shit out of you. No, I don't want to slap the shit out of you...o.k. so I really do, but that's besides the point. There are so many questions I have for you. Questions like...why did you give me up bitch...and what the hell were you thinking giving me to a white family...and You skank bitch thank's alot for the american experience it $ucked me up for life and now I'm saving for therapy which I'm never going to get because I can't even afford a home. I hope these questions don't scare you away from finding me. I'll always be in your heart or stabbing you there...either or...I'll always be here and looking for you. You can run, but you can't hide.
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I wish somebody would leave a comment on one of my posts
My blog is here for anybody to comment on. If your angry at your white parents, feel free to vent here. If your angry at your adopted korean child, feel free to vent here. It's an equal opportunity blog that hates everyone equally, much like its creator. I'm not a bigot or a racist, I just hate everyone...so leave some comments. Humor me...maybe you want to say something nice about your adoptee...gee...I'de hate for that to happen. Maybe you even want to say something nice about your white parents...although that's highly doubtful. Anyways, leave a comment no matter if your an equal opportunity hater or not. I like to keep my forum open ended. Thanks and peace out.
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06/02/2005
My dog poops in weird places
Why does love
Poop in weird places
Why does he pee
Whenever you touch him
Today he peed
On my host families blanket
After Jin touched love
He peed all over her blanket
What's wrong with love
Last night he pooped on my bed
He just pooped and walked away
I knew it was him and not ecstasy
Because it was still on my bed
Ecstasy would have eaten his poop
Why does love poop in weird places
If he poops on my bed
What does that mean
Is it good luck
Is it bad luck
Or does it just mean
He pooped on my bed
I hate love now
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Biological Parents Blues
I didn't find the hospital
Where I was born at
Because I had the wrong address
I have the biological parents blues
I'm not angry
I'm not sad
I just have a bad sense of direction
Now I want a drink
I want to drink until I'm blue
I've got the biological parents blues
I don't want to rub my dogs today
I don't want to do anything
I've got the biological parents blues
I will feel better
When I find the right address
Tomorrow is another day
And I'm not going anywhere
Except to a bar
where I'm going to drink away
My biological parents blues
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06/01/2005
A Poem For My Adoptive Parents
You suck
But not like my biological parents
At least you fed me
Put a roof over my head
And listened to me
Like the movie Star Wars
In a galaxy far...far...away
I thank you for doing at least that much
Like the mighty Yoda
I understand the ways of the force
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A Poem For My Biological Parents
You suck
Thanks for the white family
I really appreciate that
God has a great sense of humor
You also have a great sense of humor
I would like to kill you some day
With my metaphores
In a Buddhist Death Dream kind of way
Or maybe with a sharp knife
I haven't decided yet
What were you thinking
Giving me to a white ass family
What drugs were you on
While you waited for me to be sent
Why did you bring me here
Into this world that sucks ass
I'm labeled as an adoptee
For the rest of my God Damn life
What the hell were you thinking
Bringing me into this world
Like a Dung Dog
I wait to be eaten or touched
Like a Dung Dog
I wait to be loved
Like a Dung Dog
I wait to be served to korean men
Who will eat me
Then fuck like dogs
Then create more Dung Dogs
What the hell were you thinking
Bringing me into this world
You suck
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