LONG ASS COMMENT! :P

Wow that was a long reply from my brother, so in order to prevent the "readers" from gettting lost, I will include his reply alongside with mine, just to simplify.

"I said; “If you want to talk, you know where to find me.” But I guess you had to prove something to your readers…well, have it your way then."

Yes and I'm in the room adjacent to yours yet you chose to use the blog to comment, so I don't know what is the big deal if I reply it back on the blog? Your logic escapes my mind.

"HOW DO I GET ACCES TO YOUR BOLG? Here we go again…
“When Steve commenced his blog, he sent me the link. As you know, I think he posts some very interesting thoughts and I check it daily. In case you haven’t noticed, the blogspot.com makes every comment from each post available to the public too. For someone like me, who do read his posts, will also check the comments. And guess what? You do comment on his thoughts! Since Steve replies to some of the comments, progressively his blog is interlinked to others who leave comments on it. Obviously, it becomes inevitable that I will check your blog to see the progress of his discussion.”

Look I know your english is not that good, but c'mom. Please re-read my last entry and try to pay attention, I know how you got to my blog, because you commented about it.

"I’m aware that you are good at twisting the content of the story for your advantage with some elaborated points but your camouflage is not that effective (not that I doubt your articulated mind).
MAKING STUFF OUT...
I would care less for the other posts on your blog. As you mentioned, I was not there with you nor witnessed anything. You did not grasp what I’m trying to point out or you just opted to ignore it.
There was a post which you uploaded pictures of various girls and claimed that you had a good time with them and that you got their numbers etc. I know that blogs are for fun to a certain point, but having a photo of a friend’s girlfriend (Marcelo’s Stephanie) as some chick that you had” fun” with…that was very inaccurate and not fun at all. Just because they (Marcelo&Stephanie) don’t have access to your blog, it doesn’t give you the freedom to make such claim. My well educated guess tells me that now it’s your turn to say: I was drunk and don’t remember their names/their phone #. I assure you that these lame excuses will not work with Marcelo (not implying that I’m going to tell him, as a matter of fact, I didn’t)."

You don't think Misha doesn't know who is Marcelo and Stephanie? He met them before, and yet do you think I would claim I made out with Stephanie on a blog that Misha visits? If you look back at the entry it has picutres of everyone including girls, so what if one of the picture is of Stephanie by herself, that day I had fun, including with Marcelo and Stephanie. Like I said, and you confirmed, I had fun with them, be it Marcelo or Stephanie. Look if you don't understand english don't blame me. Having fun with people doesn't mean making out. Also, whenever I take a picture of them I always tell them I will upload in my blog. The first time I took pictures of them I gave them my blog address, if they check, or if they remember, I don't know. This only goes to show how you really don't know what goes on my life, all you do is make assumptions, which due to lack of your participation in my life, is often incorrect. You always try to put me down, when regarding girls, for whatever reason it might be, it always been like that, so this is expected. That only goes to show you how much you don't know about my life. Just for the record, I made out with some girls that night, but not with Stephanie.

“Men are like vegetables/fruits on a grocery stand and women just pick us up, so the best we can do is just being loveable.” Remember that (you were not drunk)? I do, “I was there,” I was the one who told you that when we were talking about women on DeKalb. It was so “original of you” to use as your own quote. Funny thing is that when you write something from your friends (the ones who read your blog) you do always mention of your adoption."

I never claimed the quote was mine, and I thought the statement hit the nail, that is why I used it. So I guess I have to "quote" Sigmund Freud everytime I say "Women doesn't know what they want."? But since this is your quote, your unique idea, I won't use it again. It's not like you never used my own words before... Yes I always mention about my adoption, always mention about my adoption... my adoption? Probably I mentioned once I felt adopted but I guess I say it all the time, to a point I can't even remember saying it again recently or all the time as you claim.

"You claim to be the unloved/misunderstood son and that you feel distant and apathy from your family. Well, that was a decision you have made a long ago and we are aware of it (it’s not a surprise). You did imply (on your previous posts) that our parents forced you to feel that way. In case you have forgotten, they did all they could to reach you since your rebellious phase from high school. Even seeking professional help (and you know how hard it is for Korean parents to take this kind action.) I know this better than any of your friends (those who read your blog), for they have never seen you and our parents together. They have no clue of our parents other than your side of the story you told them. Our parents never got acquainted with your friends (those who read your blog). I wonder why? You’ve come so far with your version of your childhood that it would be easier to just pretend like you don’t have a family eh? You say that you blamed us before but not any more, but you were in no position to blame us in the first place. You always welcomed our support (which you willingly refuse to see it) but never saw any effort from your part."

Once again, I would recommend reading what I posted ealier with more attention, my feeling for them is distance and apathy. Regardless of how they treated me, that is how I feel. And you underestimated my friend's knowledge about my intimate life, as they think the same way about you, when I blamed my parents when I shouldn't. Once again please at least attempt to read with more care next time as this was mentioned on my previous post. I discussed this before with my friends and they also thought I blamed my parents when I shouldn't have had, and once again, let me tell you that I KNOW, but its up to me to patch up right? So isn't your childhood your own version as well? Of course, because your childhood is an intepretation of yourself or how you felt, sure it is, and will be looked differently from people outisde the pardigm of your "world". That is why I don't blame them anymore. Though I still feel distance and apathy. And by they way, you were in California when I was going through my rebellious stage, if it wasn't for mom, I would have never gotten professional help (due to dad being so against it), so don't pretend to know what transpired at that period. No I'm not blaming dad. And plus why are you telling the obvious, of course my friends don't know my parents, of course you know our parents better than my friends. But who the hell is telling they know more than you? My friends know more about ME than you, not that they know my parents more than you. I swear...

"Ultimately, you are the one who “chose” to ignore us not the other way around. So quit victimizing yourself, you know you have no room for this.
After these and other imprecise “stuffs” you‘ve made up, It is clear why you always wanted me away from your blog. As I mentioned on my previous comment, I kept quite hoping that you might change, clear things out but nothing. So, FOR THE FIRST TIME, I have decided to leave you a comment, but it seems that I made a mistake. It had a sad (but understandable) reaction, triggering your stubbornness and your defense system."

Yes I'm stubborn, but I don't understand why you care bringing this up as I have acknowledged this almost a year ago, that it's not my parents fault. My friends new since over a year ago, so are you trying to tell me or my friends about this? Either way, its not news to me or them, they know I acknowledge my fault at blaming parents for almost a year already. What exactly are you trying to do? Oh I'm sorry it's news to you? I guess you know quite a lot that goes with my life, eh?

"SERMONS…
I have asked you several times to not make me give you sermons. Hate wasting my breath on it, but you leave me no option and you know that (please I beg you to not make my girlfriend cover your ass again). You are absolutely right, I don’t like to hear sermons either (who does?), but I do try not to make the same irresponsible mistakes unlike you (which you do it repeatedly). I never gave you sermons because of your night life, but I did and will keep giving you sermon if you do not balance your budget between your night life and domestic priorities. Again, don’t twist the content of the story. Listen, I just don’t want to have my heater/internet cut off nor been thrown out from my apartment. I tell you consecutively every last week of the month that I have no problem if you want to go and rent your own place, but you always end up staying…and we both know why."

You never gave me sermon about night life? You always gives me sermons that I come home drunk, or drove drunk, or blew my money. I never said you were wrong, but regardless, I don't like to hear the sermons, that is why I move my blog, not to hear sermons. If you are right or wrong on giving those sermons is not in discussion. Don't get all sensitive. Also you gf covered my ass once, for like 4 days? Most time it's either Misha or James. So your gf covered my ass all the time? Is that so? I'm not ungrateful though, because I told you to tell her thanks, but did you?

"I don’t care about what you do and don’t make any guessing about you/about what you are thinking. It is a futile concern of your part. As you have known for years, I simply don’t respect you enough (on that level) to give you this privilege. But as funny it might sound, you are my brother, and you can count on me anytime. So I’ll say it one more time; if you want to talk, you know where to find me."

I'm not concerned, since YOU are the one that came HERE to COMMENT. Not the other way around. My futile concern? haha ok. And like I said at the begining of this post, my room is adjacent to yours. So I don't understand why you post a comment on my blog and tell me to come to you, you can just come to my room adjacent to yours to "comment" as well. It's a two way street. If you post a comment on my blog, I don't see the problem replying on my blog.

your brother,
Sung Ha

"P.S.: Don’t make me come again to your blog to CLARIFY thing out please! I certainly do not enjoy it. This is my second comment and hope it will be the last one."

I don't really know what to say to this, it's is my blog you know. I think I'm being pretty cool headed when you are trying to slander me. Yet I'm taking a very laxed attitude. Let just be known that if you comment, and I feel I need to rectify something I will.