Turn left on Boy Street: Full Sleeved Bad Boys

David Beckham

There is nothing hotter, sexier, or more mouthwatering, than a full sleeve tattoo on a BAD boy.

The gym I had been going to for the past two months is loaded with hot guys. I was pleasantly surprised with the surplus of eye candy that surrounded me. I’m talking, almost every guy around my age being at least a 7.5/8 on a 10 point scale. Talk about major motivation!

I noticed one guy in particular, Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome, who worked out around the same time I did every day. Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome has an amazing full sleeve, tribal tattoo flowing down his right arm. This guy was gorgeous already, but the added tattoo was enough to make me want to jump him.

I don’t know what it is about a full sleeve tattoo that is so attractive.

It may be the hidden meaning and mystery that peaks my interest. Maybe it's my love of art? Maybe it’s the fact that it adds to their BAD ass persona? Which ever way, I’m not complaining!

Bad boys will always have my FULL permission to tat it up!

Parental Road Block: Lezitimate

Lezitimate
This is how my 52 year old mother pronounces, legitimate. "Lezit, am I saying it right? Lezit? man, why is it so hard?" She asks as she laughs it off. I usually find this really amusing, until it starts to rub off on me.

Salmon was on the menu for lunch today. To most Americans, Salmon is pronounced "Sam-in" but to my Korean parents, it is pronounced how it is spelled, "Sal-mon".

After hearing this repeatedly I can NOT stop myself from pronouncing it incorrectly!

Chantilly is another one. It is correctly pronounced "Shan-tilly", not that my parents can't pronounce it, this is purely habit. We like to pronounce it Chan-tilly, with a very harsh "CH" sound. I mean it's reading 101, a C and H together makes a "CH" sound!

Anyway, I already know, I will forever pronounce these words incorrectly, so thanks Mom and Dad!

Accents.
I remember Laya asking me, "Do my parent's have an accent?"

Even if your parents have an accent, you never really seem to hear it. I am so used to hearing my parent's English it sounds perfectly normal to me. That is until, I hear them speak around other people or consciously try to notice it. The context shift suddenly makes me aware of the subtle Korean accent they have. It's a very rare occasion so it is really weird to hear.

Don't get me wrong, my parent's English is far from imperfect or broken, they have been here since they were in high school. But I wonder how much it has affected my English and grammar over my childhood. I know my grammar and spelling are atrocious, but I'm pretty sure that is because I didn't pay much attention in elementary school!

My Dad thinks it puts me at a disadvantage compared to English speaking (white) households. He thinks because I wasn't exposed to English as readily as other children my grammar and even my pronunciation will never be completely perfect, even with practice.

My Dad also jokes every time I try to correct his English by saying in a fake thick accent "hey, I am a FOB, no speak English!" laughing as he raises his hands in defeat.

If only the world had ONE language, then he would have no excuse!

Green Light: Introduction

In two weeks, I will be done with work. In another two weeks, I will be back at JMU for my senior year. SENIOR YEAR.

It is the last year I have to cling on to until I am flung into the “real world”. When people can officially call me an adult, even though I know they will still treat me like a child.

I want to use this blog as a place to chronicle my thoughts, adventures, values, and beliefs, to look back on, in the future. This is mostly because I can barely remember what happened yesterday, let alone a whole year.

Candid. Candid. Candid. I hope this blog will be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. All the inner thoughts I have and also the ones I probably voice frequently, will be written down exactly the way I think them! A rare insight into my inner amusement park, what others might call a “brain” :)

To my future self and whoever would like to read, enjoy!

Angela