| It's been awhile since I've updated this. There are so many Zhangs around me in this new world of college, I feel as if I must embrace them all. But not before I pay my respects to the Zhangs of yesteryear.
More on Yan Zhang. The man wears a visor like none other. It hangs around his head like a vision of gold, tipped to the perfect angle for maximum visorage. And why not? Is he not a Zhang? Does he not bleed Zhang blood? Even if you beat him until he no longer recognizes is own lineage, still you have yet to take away his Zhang. Because that is what he is. He is Zhang. |
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| Like dude, this is a xanga dedicated to all those Zhangs out there, thereby chaging itself into a 'Zhanga'. I wish I were as cool and awesome as a Zhang, but I'm not because I'm not cool like that. So the closest I can get to this coolness is to document all Zhangs, especially those with three letter first names.
Today's focus biography is Yan Zhang. Yan Zhang is the WEEEIIIIINAAA (said kof 2003 style) for the title for the coolest man in the world. I mean, just look at him:
(link pic down. Imagine here, a vision of Zhang, index fingers a blazing, eyes a sparkling)
Shit! He's pointing at me, AS IF HE KNOWS ME. Nuff said. More on this later... |
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