November 2011 – Page 3

That’s right. There’s a Daelim Daystar sitting five floors below my balcony as we speak. And two helmets and keys lying on my bed with a bunch of other shit very neatly placed on my dresser. Here were some choice reactions from my co-workers: “Don’t kill yourself.” “Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat the Fuuuuuckkkkkkkkk.” “You’re going to get deported.” “Aaron,…More