things are starting to get interesting . . .

mochz R: wanna drink
MuaHAahaa: now?

Tonite: Chul's dinner, then Eddy's ... drinking party. These Halloween bday boys are messin with my alcohol-free break. Oh who am I fooling -- it only lasted 1 1/2 weeks then I got right back into the routine last weekend.

I swear, the day we graduate from UCD is the day when AA enrollment jumps tenfold.

Simplify the complex. When in doubt, chose the most parsamonious answer.

These bio terms can be applied in so many everyday ways.

I've been around some wrong ppl for too long. Last night just proved this; it ain't clicking anymore. Parties are all meshing together into one pointless blob. Behind the smiles and clever jokes, nobody cares for anybody besides themselves. Its all just pretend. And I'm so discontent. In the process of shifting soon.

Mos saves the night.

The concert last night had too many long stalls with an annoying hype man. And the amatateur MC battle just turned the restless crowd even more hostile. Luckily, Crown City Rockers and Mos Def hushed the pre-riot atmosphere with their killer rhymes and beats. Suddenly we were all jammin and dancing as if the first 3 hours didn't exist.

Now I'm up to nothing again... its been 2 weeks since my last hit and 1 1/2 since my last drink. My god this is the longest abstinence I've had in over a year. Single life just seemed so much sweeter when I was so preoccupied with having fun that I was usually oblivious to any feelings of lonliness.

And after giving up on influences these past weeks, that emptiness of reality is settling in. The pains of single life is actually settling in...

Call it excitement... cuz I'm going to the Mos Definitely concert on Friday. Yay!

We all got to have, a place where we come from
This place that we come from is called home
We set out on our travels, we do the best we can
We travel this big earth as we roam

We all got to have, a place where we come from
This place that we come from is called home
And even though we may love, this place on the map
Said it ain't where ya from, it's where ya at

Habitat - Mos Def

I just realized this blogger turned 1 on friday. Happy belated birthday Snuffin!

I've never been so committed to anything like this ever in my life. Thanks for a year of turning me into a self-aware, narcissistic, blog whore. :oP

Even tho my visit back was unbelievably quick, the short Target bday outing was enjoyable enough. I like seeing faces that I like, and getting presents that I like too. Surprisingly, I don't need much activity to be having a good time anymore.

Its raining now, my throat is sore. I guess I'm staying in tonite... studying... tv-ing... maby a good run on the machine at the workout room.

My body and mind are too tolerant now. Must get them functioning to better conditions. Giving the substances a break for a long while. Its not even that enjoyable anymore.

Getting back to business.

I've only been home for 2 hours and I already learned some new things about my pops. Such as, without my mom for a week, there will be no food in the fridge. Root beer bottles will take over our house. He watches a lot of Howard Stern and thinks every girl on tv has a boob job. And lastly, he's never embarrassed when he orders from the kid's menu.

Dad's flight leaves tomorrow evening. Yea... I'm gonna miss seeing/hearing my folks for the next 5 weeks.

I'm NEVER ever selling to new eBayers again. They're such idiots. Bidding on things and not reading the description or seller's policy? Thats your goddamn responsibility, not mine.

I received my first Disturbance of the Peace citation last nite. Yay! My bday was good, had lots of fun with the usual suspects. The kickback turned into a party, with lots of random guy strangers welcoming themselves into MY house with MY drinks. That was quite annoying; seeing that the only cockfest I welcome would come from my own group of friends, and not uninvited, obnoxious, sometimes creepy strangers.

On a brighter note, I luvs my favorite girls and guys (i.e. Rye3 & associates), you guys always know how to redefine after after party. Those Sharpe, shaving cream, belt, unmentionable antics were HILARIOUS! Btw, never, I mean NEVER, be a jerk guest and try to pass out at my place. You would totally regret it. haha... oh my...

Who would've thought that compiling a balanced list of ppl who would show up to my bday would be so difficult. There's 15 guys to every girl that I consider my friend. Oh damn, a cockfest...

This year, I have to make some more female friends to keep me grounded. It just seems harder to find relatable girlfriends here at Davis. Like what Caroline said in The Apprentice, "Why can't you women just get along?!"

I don't know how to explain it. But mentally, I just feel like shit. There are no reasons behind these moods either... hmph. Maby Sameer is right; I'm just turning Emo.

No one wants to be alone at Christmas time
Come January we're frozen inside
Making new resolutions a hundred times
February, won't you be my valentine?

And if our always is all that we gave
And we someday take that away
I'll be alright if it was just 'til St. Patrick's Day

Man, I'm so sorry about being such a dumb drunkard last nite. I really don't like being a burden to take care of, and yet I've been so irresponsibly intoxicated this whole week. With the exception of my bday, I'll try to be DD and take care of y'all for most of this year. Yea, things seriously have to change.

I was pretty pissed that my internship advisor wouldn't let me attend a different orientation meeting that didn't conflict with my Bio Lab, hence I had to drop my hospital internship tonite. So here I was, angry and impatiently waiting at the bus stop for 20 minutes alone in the dark, when some Middle Eastern women covered head to toe in headdresses and robes stopped their van.

One opened her door and asked if I need a ride, saying that the buses stop running at 7pm on Friday nights. I profusely refused, somewhat panicked and even asked them if it were safe to be in the car. She insisted very sweetly and expressed her concern of my own safety being alone at night. So I jumped in the mini van and off we were to my home.

Turns out the driver is a Food Science professor (she teaches about walnuts) and the other woman is getting her PhD in textiles. They even thought the night looked beautiful with all the young women walking about downtown in cocktail dresses. I had a good evening. :)