Last weekend, my cousin, Eddie Hyung visited LA all the way from NY.  I havn't seen my hyung for like 7 years so I made a trip up to LA to spend time with him this weekend.  I must make a shout out to him for being such a good hyung, showing me a good time,paying for everything, and just being the great hyung he's always been. I love you man.



This is where I get in trouble with the POLICE ( not cus of my hyung btw)

On tuesday evening, I received a phone call from my mother and she told me to listen to a message that was left at our home. The message sounded something like this, "Hello, my name is Officer Wolfe from the Southern California High Patrol Investigation Services Unit, and I am looking for Kevin Nho regarding case number: FT06-193. Please call me back at 323-644-9550...."

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After hearing this, I was in utter disbelief, and I told my mom to replay the message numerous times so I can really soak in and understand what he was trying to say.   Then, my mom became VERY anxious and started interrogating me and asking me if I did anything illegal over the weekend....  I called the number around 6pm, and the police department was closed at 5pm.  I started to become pretty anxious myself, fearing for my life.  I tried doing some research and I even looked up the area code (323).  Turns out, that's near hollywood, which is exactly where I stayed this weekend.  At this point, I realized the officer must be calling me regarding something I did in LA.  Then, all these thoughts started running through my mind. "Did I accidently run a red light? Was I speeding on the freeway? Did I hit and run and not even notice? Was there a crime at our hotel, and are they just asking me a few questions because I stayed at the hotel? Did I drove after a few drinks? No, we took a cab... and I wasn't even intoxicated.  Was it because I went to a korean club? Those places might have done somethign illegal... No way...." It made no sense.  I did nothing absolutely WRONG. Still, outrageous thoughts kept seaping through my mind and started eating away at my consciousness. "What If I did something wrong? What If I have to go to jail? I only have 2 months of school left....this is going bad bad bad..." And that second, I remembered I let my Hyung borrow my car.  I even called and asked if anything happened as he drove himself back to the hotel. But NOTHING happaned....

I was dumbfounded... I didn't do ANYTHING wrong, and an officer was out to get me.  The worst part was, the department would not open until 8 am the next day, so I was sitting here, freaking myself out and waiting impatiently until I found out WHY this officer Wolfe was out to get me.

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(Haha okay, I'll stop)

This morning, I woke up at 9 am just to call the police department.  Wow, I must have been pretty anxious to call the police because I woke up with the phone in my hand. haha. Anyways....I stepped outside of my room and dialed the number to the police department. I got transfered over to Officer Wolfe, and the conversation went something like this....


Me: Hello, my name is Kevin Nho and I'm returning a call from last night...
Officer: O yeah. hmmm.. So... From what we have here, it appears that you have been trying to make a fake ID.
Me: Excuse me?
Officer: Yeah, we have a fake ID with your information
(At this point, more outrageous, ridiculous thoughts were going through my mind.... "Did I ever make a fake? No...O shoot...maybe this is because some people were making fake ID's in LA and I was present....Did someone mistaken me and rat on me? Omg...."

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Me: No sir... I have never made a fake ID.
Officer: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I'm sorry, YOU'RE the VICTIM.
Me: What?
Officer: Turns out, someone has a got a hold of your social security number.  We don't know what they did with it, but we just know they made a card with your number on it, but a different name. We scanned the card, and the card turned out ot be fake. But we know you, and this number matches.  So what I want you do to is to check and run your cerdit report and make sure they didn't use any of your money.....
Me: Okay...

DANG. WTF? SOMEONE IS TRYING TO STEAL MY IDENTITY?!?!? You mother effer. So yeah... Someone used my social security number and made a fake social security card..... I would have never thought this would happen to me.  My housemates were joking around saying I'm a lucky guy and I should go buy a lottery ticket right now....

So yeah, this is like the spiciest my life has been for a few days. haha.  I was pretty damn scared though....good thing everything's okay. Okay, not really "okay," but I didn't do anything wrong.

I hope you enjoyed my story.

I love you guys.

It seems like xanga is threatened by the overwhelming influx of facebook.  I just signed in after a few months, and xanga went through a drastic transformation.  There you go baby, step up your game.  I never lost interest in you, xanga. Hmmm.. Xanga is getting pretty darn similar to facebook. I wonder if people are going to start using xanga more, now that it's like facebook....

Anyways... So I came to the delightful? realization that we are already in week 6 of spring quarter. Delightful? Indeed.  Week 6 entails that we're halfway through the quarter. No, we're more than half way through. We're 60% done. In turn, we only have 14 more weeks of school until we're done(not including finals).  Wow, the throught of being done with school is actually a bit frightening.  School was always part of my life.  Every school day you wake up with the dreadful realization that you have to go to school. But honestly, will I miss school? No, I don't think so.  I WILL miss hanging out with people, studying at Geisel, going to TGI late nights, and consuming heartattack burritos and fries at sergios. So, is it really delightful that schools going to end in 14 weeks? I don't know.

You know every year, every quarter you set a whole bunch of goals that you want to accomplish before the quarter or year ends? Do we ever really follow through with those?  I decided, to accomplish the goal of accomplishing my goals. Get it? I want to accomplish the goals that I actually set, and that'y my goal. In order to do that, I'm going to set my goals, right here.

1. Build a strong relationship with God. Read the bible often and pray.
2. Get Cut up. I lost 8 lbs.  I want to lose more, keep it off, and keep working out to build some muscles. This one is getting tougher because I'm already starting to screw up with my diet again.
3. Get good(better) grades.  yeah....This one is pretty hard because I hate school, and I'm a slacker suffering with senioritis.

Hmmm...It seems like these are the only things I can really think of right now. But let's make small goals so we can accomplish em. haha.

Anyways, it's getting late. PEACE out.

So update with the little rascal.  I think my mom likes the name Rocky, but personally I don't. So, I call him Rocko.

Anyways. He's a little bit older than 3 weeks old now, his eyes opened, his nose is slowly turning black, but he still cant walk. How lame. Get it? Enjoy some pics.



Looking more like a dog now huh?

Rocko + Senna. He's so fat it's so cute.






HEHEHE. Hecka tite.