september 2004
september 22nd, 2004 (whoa nelly)
i’m listening to… nothing.
i’m feeling… k.
3:51 am — whoa it’s been a long time since i’ve posted. what have i done since then, you ask? nothing really. slept over sherry’s sometime and was all excited to go drunken bowling and shit, but oh! then we decided to go play pool! bOoOo… as if we don’t play enough pool already. hOorah. the next morning we went to see this free acoustic thrice set they played @ uc berkeley… that was pretty dope… but i don’t like acoustic sets cause they bore me -__- teppei is a fscking good guitarist though.
my wrist hurts. aaah i’m such an insomniac. i went to sleep @ like 12:30, rolled around for an hour, slept for like an hour, rolled around some more, and then decided to squander more of my life on computer.
ew, i feel like puking. i feel like i just drank a whole shitload of alcohol… i can like taste it… but the problem is, i didn’t drink shit. -__-
saw dahye yesterday… lalala. also got a bunch of korean magazines and old-school posters and shit from claire to sell… she said if i sold it for her, i can keep half the money… so far sold like… $120 worth of stuff at least lol (and that’s after counting shipping charges)… seriously, korean music fans are crazy… there’s still a shitload of stuff that hasn’t been sold yet, though - http://www.redefinemag.com/shop/. only to korean music fans can you sell a magazine page for 50 cents. only to korean music fans.
i also decided not to go to so-cal this weekend either… i was supposed to go on saturday morning and go back up to seattle on tuesday, but i decided to just go with sherry during winter break or something, because i have a month-long break then (as it is a transition within schools). fuck, i am such a fucking brat. art school is soooo much money… why did i never know i wanted to that earlier? X__x it’s really quite dumb of me… i should have… i don’t know, gone there to begin with or something… but then i probably would have never gotten out of the house and shit. and if i hadn’t come to uw, i would have never met mr. tony, and i would have never known that art is something that i want to do for a living. it’s really just BLAH.
but i’m going to get another job or something. can’t do a retail one, though… have to do one that gives me like - 5 hours a week or something. SIGH. i wish my current job wasn’t so godamn erratic. i also need to ask them for @ least $1 raise… i’ve been there for more than a godamn year, damnit. i NEED a raise. :/
so me and jennie were all pumped up about halloween costumes, and we decided that for this year’s freak night (which happens to be the last freak night ever, cause usc is a bunch of shitheads) that we’d all dress up - i’m dark alice in wonderland (like american mcgee’s alice), she’s the evil queen, chol’s the mad hatter, and derek’s the… rabbit. i pity da fOo, but he DID want to dress up like a bear before… shit, when i think about it, i can only imagine the harassment he’d get, lol… O__o
but yeah, i was bidding on this dress and it was $25 the day before the bid ended, and i was all excited, thinking, okay, it’ll rocket up to like $40 maybe, that’s okay - but fuck, it ended @ $81 - you godamn rich bitches…!! truly sad. truly i was sad. so now i’m not so sure what to do, but whatever…
today we went to sweet tomatoes for daddy’s birthday… lol, i made him this sign that said shengri kuaile in chinese, and well, lol… i wrote like two characters wrong. pwn the n00b. knew there was something odd about them… i’m getting fatter!
everyone has boyfriends and girlfriends now - it’s really kind of crazy. i really want to see phil [nho] with his girlfriend, and phil [wu] with his girlfriend — probably the latter the most. :0 good thing i have single sherry to keep my sorry ass grounded. lol. except she’s freaking out about it more than i am, so… it’s not really keeping me grounded at all, more like inciting me to freak out also… but not really.
next quarter i couldn’t decide whether to have my 2-credit class be german-150 (german-thru-film) or for it to be education-400 (inner pipeline)… basically inner pipeline is this thing where for 2 credits, you tutor at a local school for 2.5 hours a week… and you attend an hour-long seminar every other week. there’s a bunch of different tracks - for bio majors, for criminal justice (where you tutor inmates - but you have to be 21 =( ), for delinquent juveniles (which is what i’m going to do). it sounds really really interesting and i’ve always wanted to be a teacher… sort of… but i don’t know… hopefully it will be “rewarding.” ^__^ i’m so glad i went to uw… i don’t know what i think about seattlites still, but i fucking love seattle. i never want to leave seattle — especially not to go back to fucking boring ass suburbia — but if you don’t have the money, what the hell can you do, right… so shit… need to make money! NEED MONEYYYYYYY. i’m stretching the family budget thin with art school - i really am. must keep applying to my lame ass fucking scholarships even though people won’t give me shit. 
(lenny’s response:)
It’s a shame you didnt get that dress. None of the other dresses on ebay even begin to compare to that one.
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september 11th, 2004 (9/11)
i’m listening to… nothing.
i’m feeling… empty.
2:58 am — yet another movie (”resident evil : apocalypse”) tonight with sherry, claire, jason [yee], nelson, and adriel… only nelson had just come from a wedding, where he had drunken 10 glasses of wine (and he’s a light-weight, so really, it’s AMAZING he got to the theatre safe). he literally spent the whole movie yakking or something… either way, he had been in the bathroom the whole time :/
sigh. pOor nelly belly. on the way back, jason was driving hella fast (not so much different from most the time i suppose) on route 24, which is bumpy as SHIT, and he ended up hitting his head on the ceiling and… burning? his hair (maybe he was smoking? i r confrOoze). anyway, we were trying to get to in-n-out before it closed at 1:30, and we got there at 1:30 on the dot and it was already closed… we sat at the drive-thru hoping they would feel sorry for us, but alas, they did not. and adriel drove nelly belly’s car home since nelson couldn’t drive, and adriel was telling jason that he should carry nelson upstairs in his house since he was passed the fsck out, and jason was like, “hell no, i’m not going to carry him upstairs like a bitch!” lol.
we ended up going to jack-in-the-box and it was interesting because there was this one store that had a sign saying “VIDEOS - WINE - PARTY” and then in smaller letters, “MIDNIGHT MAIL - (forgot) - (forgot).” either way, it was a fscking weird place because they sold everything from cigars to dog food to punch bowls to candlesticks to balloons to wine to adult videos. very very strange place.
and anyway, my confrOozion for much of the days lately is… what the FUCK does it mean if you dream about someone? especially like, going out with someone you don’t necessarily have feelings for… it’s SO fucking weird. really wondering what it means…
oh and “resident evil” was alright. not the best movie, but definitely entertaining… but i mean, zombie movies aren’t really meant to be taken seriously anyway. but as far as the previews went - man, there’s some scary shit coming out. this one movie with ghosts talking thru static and different sound wavelengths and shit… SHIT IS FUCKING SCARY… cause zombies, hell yeah, you know they’re not real… but ghosts… hmm, just maybe…
(nate’s response:)
resident evil was WACK!! play the game though…hella fuckin scarey motherfuckaaaaaaaaaaah!
(lenny’s respopnse:)
The thought has been planted in your brain now. What does this dream mean? Will you nourish the thought with ponderous reasoning? Or will you ignore it? Then one day you’ll realize the consequences of your inaction and take a pumpkin to the temple! Sooo…. my advice to you is…. sleep with the person. It’s the only way to find out if there are real feelings there. Blimey Im a smart devil.
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