Back from spending a weekend with relatives in the OC. I can honestly say that I've never thought so highly of 7 and 12 yr olds until now. When comparing them to ridiculously rich, overly protective, socially naive, oblivious middle-aged and old folks, these kids are the only gleam of light that saved my sanity.

How is it, that these average, unaspiring children can hold more intellectual conversations than supposed know-it-all professionals?

And I'm always amused when all my young over-achieving cousins avoid contact with any of us (me, bro, and sis). Guess our badness might rub onto them. Who knows, they might turn that 4.0 GPA into a 3.8, play ball in the house instead of playing piano, choose their own clothes over what mommy laid out in front of them. Yes, listen to all those relatives and stay away from us "trouble-making bad kids". If you stick around too long, you might actually grow a backbone.

fuck fuck fuck... 3.11 GPA this quarter. Freakin C+ in Organic Chemistry brought everything down. That's it, I gotta start going chem workshops and do regular readings and hw. This isn't like General Chem, where everybody can slack off 2 days before the tests. Damn, I didn't realize how much effort is needed to compete against a lecture hall full of pre-med students.

First C in college. This best be my last one.

Its been very long since my last update, so wait no longer! Ice skating is fun, I wanna go again, preferrably on a weekday when families aren't taking over downtown. Lily, I'm sorry I had to break your heart to BSB, but I had to do it. haha.

Birthdays are infinite, yet always a good reason to get together to do something. Happy Burfday Tracy! Nelson! and Steph! I'm so ridiculously behind in holiday and birthday shopping that I think I'll just laugh it off and pretend this isn't a problem. Hopefully I won't end up giving anybody's Xmas present a year late again (i.e. Richard, Merry Christmas 2003!).

Oh Xmas lights are so purrrdy...

I don't think I know how to study HARD. Every time I come back from reviewing and doing a few questions at the library, I never feel strung out. Maby if I felt strung out from filling my head with academic barf then I might actually feel pressure to do well. Unfortunately, my head keeps telling itself, "Try to ace those mothafuckers without doing any reading or work," so I listen and do as it suggests.

Hoping for a 3.5 GPA this quarter, but I know that won't happen. Someday I'll get on the Dean's List. . .

Something about Ludacris that intrigues me everytime I see one of his videos. Almost seems like he only raps to mock rap. His offbeat visuals just keep me staring in delight -- i.e. groupie getting run over by a bus, fat back-up dancers, wheelchair b-boys & girls, super gigantic jewelry and body parts. Its flat out WHACK.

But in the good mainstream kind of way.

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I don't know why I was always scared shitless when it came to commitment or any form of a real relationship. Throughout middle school up until freshman year of college, I just assumed I had a childhood phobia regarding attachment. That sounds like a ridiculous overstatement now.

What the hell have I been missing out on? Its such a huge, yet simple, natural form of satisfaction that it certainly doesn't deserve the backseat anymore. In general, folks that I care about shouldn't be my last priority. Yep, so Nelson's bumped up to my passenger seat. Hey, it beats the bitch seat.

It's the start of a brand new month. And of course, its my big bro's bday. Happy Burfday JOE! Now you can legally buy me alki. As if you don't already?

Its strange how we used to be so avoidant of each other as kids and as high schoolers. Then college came, and we're suddenly good friends -- hanging and drinking out together, sharing friends and homework. We actually take time out of our busy schedules to eat out every week, and sit with each other in class everyday of every quarter. I think we finally realized what cool siblings we have, how his friends and my friends all wished they had a brother or sister like us.

Too bad we always took that for granted and saw each other as nuisances and reminders of home back in high school. While everybody is moving further apart from their families, my detached, broken up family is actually moving closer together.