Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Is it me...

or does this Chanel purse look like a ballsack?
"Chanel continues to be the go-to designer for style, elegance, and timeless pieces that will last a lifetime."
Orly? Testicles don't really evoke the Chanel standard of style or elegance. Timeless, yes, but honestly, this just evokes many lolz from me. Of course, the shape and design of this bag won't stop people from buying this because they'd rather own something Chanel than not, and the price tag of these leather balls is a lot cheaper than one of their more classic styles. I am super excited to see people toting these around because I will probably die laughing!

Monday, April 27, 2009

Explain This

I bought one of those 24-packs of single American cheese slices from Safeway. You know, the kind where they're individually wrapped for burgers and things. The first time I used them was last weekend when Brad was here. I put two on my breakfast burger, and I ate one because I was really hungry. I noticed that I've had a bunch missing since then even though I've only eaten three. I ate two or three more on Sunday when I made myself some food, but not enough to get rid of over half the bag. Today, I opened up the fridge and noticed that there was only five left. Annoyed with people constantly eating my food, I put it in a ziploc bag that said "Please buy your own cheese and stop eating mine." Not a big deal, right? If you don't eat my food, you don't notice, or you don't say anything because you don't eat it. I came back to poke through the fridge after my math class today and it had a note on it that said "Chill out, nobody is eating your food."
If nobody is eating my food, why do I only have FIVE slices of cheese left when I should have about 18 or 19? I would know if I ate it, not to mention I've cooked twice in this kitchen since I've gotten the damn cheese.
If nobody is eating my food, why do you bother putting a note on it? In fact, why are you even fucking around with my food? You don't eat it? Cool. Not a big deal. You ignore it and go on with your day. You don't have to try to cover up for yourself and say nobody is eating my food. Because somebody is eating my food. It doesn't mysteriously disappear and dispose of itself. And I haven't eaten any of it. Dumb bitch.
I'm so glad I'm getting a mini-fridge. I might just take some of her stuff and tell her nobody is eating her food.

Sunday, April 26, 2009


Why am I up at 4:30 in the morning? Oh, because the stupid girls I live with decided to vacuum at one in the morning, then begin to throw a noisy ass party. Then around 4 in the morning, the three girls responsible decide to start shrieking at the top of their lungs because one of the other girls' hamsters got loose and was running around. I kid you not, SHRIEKING at the top of their lungs.
I really think that I just need to live by myself or something because I can't do this.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Thank God It's the Weekend! Sorta.

I have a feeling that this quarter is going to be like this week for the rest of the quarter: long, boring, and stressful. I'm glad it's the weekend! Except for the fact that I'm using it to catch up on chem homework and a lab report. Cool! And to study for my bullshit Music from Latin America: Cultural and Regional Traditions class, aka reading approximately 200 pages of a smelly, trashed book that I don't care about.
Some of my friends are throwing a party tonight and I think I will go, except I don't really feel like drinking. It'll be fun to talk massive shit and attempt to get everyone else super trashed so I can laugh at them (a la Nate over Thanksgiving break :P).
Tomorrow I'm going to the beach! I'm excited. I think it's a bit cold outside, but that's okay. At least I won't need to wear socks on the sand like I did last weekend. And this is exciting! This marks the third weekend in a row that I'm going to the beach. BALLIN'. Haha. Oh, and then afterwards, we are driving to Chipotle! Woo! I haven't had real Chipotle in ages. I mean, my parents brought me some once, but it wasn't the same.
Also, I really hate when people ask me to compromise my integrity because it puts me into a really awkward situation. I won't ring you up for alcohol unless I know you're 21. I don't care if you have a fake that swipes. I don't care if I'm going to your party tonight. I like my friends, but I won't risk my job over something as trivial as them needing alcohol. I won't pretend to check their IDs and then enter in a different date because that's something I'm not comfortable with. I hate when people ask. Maybe I have a stick up my ass or something, but at the same time, I could get into a hell of a lot of trouble for doing so. I'd really prefer not to.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

A Random Thought

Consider this situation: A husband and a wife have a baby boy. When the boy is old enough to sexually perform, he has sex with his mother. His mother gets pregnant and has the baby. What is the baby's relationship to the boy, his mother, and his father? What would the family tree even look like?

I was walking back to my apartment from the bookstore today with my friend, and somehow this came into conversation. Probably because we were talking about your mom jokes. It's an odd thought. Or at least I think it's odd. If you're grossed out, pretend that you never read this post.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Today feels perfect for rolling over in my grave and dying. It is deathly hot outside. I am tired. I am sweaty. I am behind on all my schoolwork. I am trying to get myself together after Brad left and it's not working.
This is going to be an insanely long week.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Life Right Now

Chemistry is raping me intensely. I do not enjoy it. What the hell are s-orbitals, p-orbitals, d-orbitals, f-orbitals, and g-orbitals? How do you draw them and why do they look like obnoxious bubbles? What do the little xyz things mean? Stuff like that. I just finished my chemistry homework, and it stuck baseball-sized anal beads up my ass and pulled them out excruciatingly painfully. Awesome. It is now 3AM and my sleep schedule is beyond fucked. Also, my chem lab isn't too bad, but people are kind of stupid. Myself, included at times. I, however, am capable of doing my calculations properly, thus not fucking over the group I work with. Also, good thing my lab partner is a near genius (well, at least in relation to me and chemistry) and can answer all idiotic questions I have on those little measuring thingies with like two rulers, kind of like one of those scales at the doctor's office, I don't remember what its called, and pycnometry, and any other nonsense Randa Roland/Ryan Garcia tosses our way. Lab is time consuming though, and that equates to rape of my day. Chemistry = rape.
Calculus is not raping me... yet? I still have one section of calc homework to do, but I figure that I can figure it out sometime between 12:10PM and 5:00PM when it is due. Yes. My professor wears the same outfit everyday and my friends talk entirely too much. It is difficult to pay attention in class when the people next to you are talking about cocks and balls, and I am pondering fashion choices. Homework is kind of long though. This could possibly be implications of rape in the future.
Music from Latin America is the worst class on the face of the planet. I have not done any of the ~200 page readings that he restates in class. Today, my professor had a medical emergency, so instead we watched a documentary on Brazilian spirit possession. The only thing that possessed me was sleep, but it was semi-difficult because of the crazed whoops and "possessed" people spazzing out on screen. Cool. Not really.
Volleyball is semi-raping me, but only because I play a lot of it which leaves less time to devote to above three classes+lab. I don't have much else to say about this. I do love volleyball though!

Okay, now I need to go to sleep.

Friday, April 10, 2009

The Stone Ages

That's what I was in today! Or at least that's what it felt like. Last night I was on the internet & on my cellphone when they both cut out around 2:30AM. I thought my phone was being retarded and my internet was being retarded because they have both had retard moments. I flipped out and ran around my residential college looking for reception, and I also ran around my apartment trying different ethernet hubs looking for internet. Finally, I went to bed.
I woke up this morning and I heard from my apartmentmate that the storm took out some towers or something that took all internet, all cellphone service, and all landlines down from Santa Cruz to the Bay. So I went about my day sans cellphone and sans internet. It was somewhat difficult. It's incredible how dependent we have all become on these two things. Seriously.
Anyway, cellphone reception was restored around 3:30PM today, but it was sketchy until about 9PM. I got internet back around 11:30PM today, but I could only access Facebook and MySpace. Around 1AM, I was able to fully access all internet, like Gmail, and Blogspot!
I San Jose Mercury News-ed the incident and they think that someone cut through the cables that transmit these signals. I don't really know how to explain it, but you can read about it here. Also, here is a cool story about something that happened in Santa Cruz during the mini-Stone Age.
It was kind of cool not checking my email or my cellphone constantly throughout the day. It was nice not having my phone go off all the time. It was nice being able to hang out with people and do stuff without someone having their cellphone out. I dunno.
I also realized that I'm hardly ever at my laptop anymore, unless it's at night or in between class. I've gotten really busy lately, which is nice. Lots and lots of volleyball (Tuesday, 12-1:10, then open gym/IM from 8-10, and Thursday, 12-1:10 and open gym 7-10, sometimes Saturday or Sunday, at the beach) is just the way I like it. Plus three classes, one seventy minute discussion, and two one hour & forty five minute discussions, and a three hour lab leaves not much time for sitting on the computer. COOL.
Also, I really need a dance party. Everytime I drive around with my friend, Dave, and some of my other friends, we always blast retarded music and it's fun, and we dance around in the back seat. I need DANCE. Haha.
Today was kind of cool. Dave and Ron picked Tim and I up from campus today for open gym at Twin Lakes Church and we were blasting random rap, hip-hop and techno and we were all laughing and going dumb and being idiots. It was fun! Then after open gym, we went to Jack in the Box, still blasting random music. Then we went to Marianne's, which is down the street from Jack in the Box, playing that one song that goes "I'm blue, da ba dee da ba di..." yeah and being retarded. LOVE it. And I miss it.
And that's pretty much it.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

I need to get my shit together.
Everyone else can fuck off.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Lots and Lots of Volleyball

This weekend has been volleyball filled and it was great! Yesterday, I woke up and my friends picked me up and we drove to Main Beach to play beach volleyball :) It was GREAT fun! Well, at least great fun minus the fact that I have a 40+ year old creeper :( Then we went to Marianne's to get DELICIOUS ice cream. Love that place. And afterwards, we drove to my friend's apartment and we were going to go hot tubbing. We went to check out the pool and hot tub but they were empty because the maintenance people were cleaning it. Instead, we watched "Three Ninjas: High Noon at Mega Mountain"!!!!!!! WHICH IS THE BEST MOVIE EVER!!!

Definitely one of the best movies of all time. I love the cheesiness of it all. Also, TumTum is SO ADORABLE. Dave has the other two on DVD too! He got the entire trilogy for $5 at Fry's! Crazy!
Afterwards, I got dropped off on campus and I showered. Then I met up with everyone again at the UCSC vs. SCU men's volleyball game. UCSC absolutely DESTROYED Santa Clara to the point where Jonah (the coach) subbed in almost the entire second string team and we still destroyed them. :) Afterwards, we drove to San Jose to get In-N-Out and it was the BEST THING of my life. I haven't had In-N-Out in forever. So delicious.
And now I am here, doing homework, waiting to go to work. Cool.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

An Update!

School is starting to pick up pace again, so I figured I would blog while I still have the time & catch up on trivial things that I need to do.

Classes are alright. I'm not taking anything too enjoyable other than volleyball which doesn't even count as a class because I don't get credit or a grade for it. So sad :(

Chemistry is looking like it's going to be a HUGE pain in the ass, but I'm ready to fight it. Also, did I mention that I got an A in chem last quarter? I found out the Sunday that I got back. Anyway, the professor is kind of kooky. He reminds me of a crazy grandfather with a microphone embedded in him. Seriously, this man is loud. And he loves his chemistry.

Calculus is probably going to be a pain in the ass too. The professor sort of looks like a younger Rufus Humphrey. I AM NOT EVEN KIDDING. He talks a lot, probably too much. Today we started a review session and we only got through TWO problems in one hour. Might I add they were also fairly easy problems involving circles and lines tangent to them and inequalities? One hour. Even the fact that he looks like a younger Rufus Humphrey doesn't excuse that!

Also three of my volleyball friends are in the above two classes and they get really annoying because they talk a lot and I can't pay attention. Not conducive to being Asian. :(

Music in Latin America is going to be stupid. I am taking this class pass/no pass for my own good. There's one midterm and one final, and that's it. The professor is a bit of a pompous dick. He also made us purchase a book that HE wrote for the class. It's an $80 textbook. And he wants us to purchase the CD. The CD is $50. It's ridiculous. I learned an awesome Latin American music lullaby. It involves making your lips wiggle/flap so that you let out that horse-y snorting noise and then humming at the same time. I'm not kidding. :( This class is going to suck.

Volleyball is pretty cool. I'm not enrolled in the class, but I am going to be. AND I'M PRACTICING/DRILLING WITH THE TEAM DURING CLASS. So excited :) It's going to be awesome. It's going to be like volleyball e'reday this quarter. Okay, maybe not every day, but close to every other day with a lot of days being double days for volleyball. Woo volleyball class and then either intramural volleyball or open gym. It should be awesome and volleyball-filled. Speaking of which, I played four hours-ish of volleyball yesterday and I am very tired and sore. I jammed my thumb, my knees are completely bruised, and my shoulder hurts. AWESOME. I love it.

And that's pretty much it. Oh, and I'm also cooking for myself more & utilizing the dining hall less. Kind of cool. I need to learn how to cook good.