Gwen's going solo?!

Besides occasional nights where the cow smell sweeps over, we've got the cleanest air for any ready-to-die species. So I open the windows and doors and let the fresh breeze in. But then they get closed again because some prefer the stuffy warmth of sour bowl-o-kimchi noodles grazing over the room. Don't hate me when I return to Milpitas smelling like old asian funk.

I can't wait to return home in 2 days. I miss smellpitas.

Thanksgiving = good food = good friends = shopping = relax

Gambling is fun. I just came back from Cache Creek and I had a blast with the guys - rex, anh, and my sis. I only lost 20 bucks. Luckily we gambled nice and slow for THREE hours, with complementary flashlights and memberships. Must go back to play War on the card tables.

P.S. Casinos are made for ppl who WILL gamble. If you dispise gambling, then save your preaching elsewhere, not the casino. Actually, don't even go. Why must my final words always be so bitter?

Cold, crisp morning air
red autumn leaves
and not a palm tree in site.

Feels like I'm living on the East Coast.

Maby it's because I've been single for so long, but couples tend to think that I make a good third-wheeler. Or better yet, couple(S) think I'll make an even FINER fifth-wheeler. No. I don't like clinging along couples as they baby talk, cuddle, and giggle at stupid inside jokes. With the exception of a few couples where I like BOTH people, I'd rather be a loner than a 3rd-wheeler ANY day. What I really don't understand is when they get offended when I turn down their offer to go out (with just them) or go on sleepover trips (with just them).

When I clearly state my reason for not tagging along, they think I'm being inconsiderate because THEY offered to take me out. WTF?! I guess they're too oblivious to notice how singles actually feel. Should I be grateful to tag along? Completely absorbed couples have the same explanations for acting the way they do - "We just want to spend EVERY possible minute with each other."

I've heard "wait until YOU get a boyfriend, then YOU'LL understand" more times to last 15 lifetimes. Understand what? Excessive neediness? That's the BIGGEST turn-off any person can have. Witnessing extreme boyfriends just makes me want one less. Not that I was really looking to begin with. Probably the main reason I'm so single is that I need my space... lots of space.

free the fish!

16 units for winter quarter. I hope English Lit will be as fun as my workload class. Har har. Racing Meggie during the Subject A exam was one of stupidest decisions I made for college. At least I can depend on workload English for bonus self-esteem points when Chem is beating me down.

I don't remember ever having trouble in the sciences. But its just not motivating anymore. In English, I look forward to writing shocking essays for my dazed and confused professor. Besides the fact that she gives me good grades, she's really a nice person.

I'm comin home this weekend. I haven't been home in 3 weeks, and I didn't intend on comin back until Thanksgiving. Today was the first time I talked to my mom in weeks. I can hold the longest conversations with her out of all my siblings, but I've been forgetting to call her. My mom can't seem to get in touch with me. Why the hell do I own a cell phone? Since I came up here I mostly used my cell the first 2 or 3 weeks. Now I leave it under my bed, not on purpose... I just forget.

Anyways, my pass time to pick winter quarter classes is tomorrow. Soooo excited. I definately have to take a GE class or two. I want to meet ppl. No. I want to meet ppl I like. Like friends, but good friends.

Reminder to self: Bring sketchbook, paints, and BRUSHES to Davis. Painting/assembling the wooden Ramp Racer with glue, paper towels, white-out and pens brought our room to a record level of dirty funk. Another The LILY cartoon has to made this weekend. Fin.

and the shopaholic returns...

bought me a red bubble jacket, grey quilted canvas jacket, charcoal dickies, and a beaded neckelace. Its getting oh so cold here. Maby it'll get cold enough so we can have snowball fights. Let it snow... let it snow... let it snow...

There's a pile of papers all over my desk. I can't figure out which one is more important to start on. So I kinda start on all, but I don't finish any. I had a busy weekend, and yet I'm bored. Vic went home this weekend, leaving me and my bro in davis. I've never seen so much of him in a week. Oh well, c'est famille.

It's 30 degrees farenheit. Its been 30 degrees all day for the past few days. Maby, hopefully, I'll see it snow for the first time.

my life is soooo routine...

7:15 - 8:50 am -- class
9:00 - 11:30 am -- sleep/online
11:30 - 11:45 -- snack
11:45 - 1:30 pm -- class
2:00 - 4:00 pm -- sleep/hw
5:00 - 6:00 pm -- dinner
6:00 - 10:00 pm -- hw/tv/random stuff with tubby, dookie, vic
10:00 - 10:45 pm -- late dinner with floor/building
11:00 - 2:00 am -- random stuff with floor ppl
2:00 - 7:00 am -- sleep

my classes are shrinking from 450 ppl to 120. Some days, I wonder... why the hell am I showing up to class? I know this shit. So I skip it once a week. Then I get smacked by my frugal conscience... why am I paying for college? So I show up.