let's go to haiti for a tour

past few weeks have been crazy for me and i'm completely sleep-deprived.
in midst of all this, i have discovered a new information about
this crazy drug called christianity that my parents and my peers so deerly believe in

well here's the news:
apparently, korean churches in orange county decided to raise funds for haiti earthquake relief
they have managed to secure $131,060, all in the name of donation for haiti
(if you can read korean, here's the link to the article: http://www.koreatimes.com/article/584615)
that's great. in fact, holy shit, that's wonderful.
i mean, given the economic situations in this country and how everyone is struggling just to live,
being able to collect donations totalling up to about $130,000 shows some love

but here comes the punch line: that money hasn't even been sent to haiti yet
of this money, $38,792 was spent on sending pastors to haiti for a visit
really now, what the fuck?
they were there for 5 days. 5 days. 5 mo-ther-fuck-ing days.
o yeah, i'm sure they were there to pray for the dead and heal the wounded, you know, the good old church routine
because apparently these guys thought they could be more effective than
people removing debris with bare hands to save another life but helplessly crying because all they found was a body of a little girl
where the fuck did you think your pseudo-messiah bullshit preaching
in conjunction with meaningless, worthless prayers would fit?
if you really wanted to help, all you needed was a plane ticket to haiti and a pair of gloves
don't be spending 40 grand on your personal pleasures, you sick bastards.
i can't believe the money given to these guys was used to feed their spiritual high and psychologically impaired self-justification
i seriously wonder if they really thought that this was the right thing to do
'cause if that were the case, i no longer see hope in them
if you think visiting haiti for no apparent reason were part of god's almighty plan to show the love for the mankind
then you are either inexplicably retarded or mentally damaged to the point where a bullet in your head would be the only cure.

o by the way, the reason why they stil haven't sent the remaining 100 grand is that these pastors are arguing about
whether they should build a mission center in haiti with this money or use it towards haiti relief, like building tents for the affected
ask your 7-year-olds. they can give you the right answer to this question in 3 seconds
i seriously hope my dad isn't involved with any of the groups mentioned in that news article.

you tell me i should look past the people within the religion
you tell me that we are all human and we are prone to make mistakes
o, please
your god is weeping because of you dumbasses
do something good. i beg you.

march madness

last post i wrote on this blog was in february
so i thought i needed to write another post

today around 4 a.m., i woke up to a very violent shaking
at first i thought it was my mother
but then, it wasn't long after when i realized it was an earthquake
my computer speakers emit this neon blue light to indicate that they are on
so you'd understand how a bit freaky it could be:
4 in the morning, violent shake, dancing neon blue light in the dark... yeah, fun

so i stayed up a little bit 'til 6
my mother, for some damn reason, decided to wake up early and came to my room
she saw me sitting in front of my computer and started yelling, like a good korean mother always would

mom: why are you still up?
me: what do you mean? i was sleeping but then i woke up to that earthquake earlier
mom: what earthquake?
me: uhhh the one that just happened like an hour ago?
mom: i didn't feel anything. neither did your dad
me: but there was an earth...
mom: how many times did i tell you to go to sleep early?
me: what? i went to...
mom: stop giving me excuses! you and your stupid tv shows that you always watch! do something productive!
me: i'm editing the new song me and david just recorded!
mom: oh please. i know you switch screens every time i walk into your room
me: what? switch what screens? i don't switch screens
mom: yes, you do
me: no, i don't
mom: yes, you do
me: i don't!
mom: you do
me: ...
mom: ...
me: ...
mom: earthquake, such nonsense (shakes her head)
me: why the hell would i lie about an earthquake?! what good does that do?
mom: just go to sleep. remember, i'm not gonna wake you up if you don't go to sleep early
me: uhhh when was the last time you woke me up for my work?
mom: i always do
me: no, you don't
mom: yes, i do
me: jesus christ, get out, please
mom: (shuts the door behind her as she exists)

as you can tell, my family is very loving and caring
and my mother loves me so dearly that she doesn't believe a word coming out of my mouth

it just hit me
my dog was barking all night
maybe she was responding to the earthquake
smart dog