Korean Curse Words

젠장 (jen-jang) : Shit, goddamn, damn it
씨발 (shi-bal) : Fuck, fucking
병신 (byung-shin) : Dumbass, retard
엿먹어 (yut-mugguh) : Fuck you
미친놈 (mee-cheen-nom) : Crazy bastard
미친년 (mee-cheen-nyun) : Crazy bitch
걸레같은 년 (gul-leh-gat-eun-nyun) : Slut, whore
꺼저 (gguh-juh) : Get the hell out, leave me alone
씹새끼 (shib-seh-ggi) : Piece of shit, bitch, fucker
지랄 (ji-ral) : Bullshit

41,590 notes   -  5 September 2011


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My phone consists of:

a Naruto background and a Pokemon ringtone. What is my life.

  -  4 September 2011

I want to meet new people so I have someone to converse with at this time of night.

For me, meeting new people brings along new conversations and friendships.

2 notes   -  4 September 2011


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If you could pick:

Would you rather be rich, but ugly, or poor, but handsome?

Personally, I would choose to be poor and handsome. Why? Because in my opinion, people who are easy on the eye seem to have an easier life. I’m not saying that I am ugly, or rich for that matter, but if one is handsome or very attractive to others, that gives such individual an extra confidence boost to want to succeed in life. This reasoning may sound shallow to some, but with just a little bit of confidence, one can go far in life.

Sure, if one is rich and ugly, they can just undergo plastic surgery and then they’ll have the best of both worlds. Though this is true, I’d rather be real and true to who I am while earning myself a name I could be proud of, instead of being born into wealth I did not earn and buying a face that does not belong.

  -  2 September 2011

Do flowers make a man?

Today, as I was in line to pay for roses I was buying for my mom, a man behind me tapped my shoulder and said, “You have to cut them at an angle once you get home, then sprinkle the solution into a vase and mix it with water. If you do it just right, those flowers will last for a very long time.” Though I was a little surprised at the random information he gave me, I began to notice how people looked at me when I walked out of a store with only a bouquet of flowers in my hand. It’s sort of a strange look, as if they are proud and happy for me, a complete stranger they know nothing about.

6 notes   -  2 September 2011

I’m just going to wallow in a pool of my own sorrow and frustration.

I have an hour left until I am able to register for my fall classes, and fuck, ALMOST everything is full. I’m either going to have to waitlist or take some random professor with bad reviews at a ridiculously early time of the day. Fuck that shit.

  -  1 September 2011