Passing on the baton from vicky
Total volume of music files on my computer:
1121 songs, 3.1 days, 4.76 GB

Song playing right now:
"yo yo" - Little Brother

Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
1. "ground on down" - Ben Harper
2. "right and exact" - Dialated Peoples
3. "talk to her" - India Arie
4. "in transmission" - Thursday
5. "call tyrone" - Erykah Badu

Five people to whom I'm passing the baton:
nancy, jess, alvin, alan, brian

Irony at its best. I've been applying to half a dozen minimum wage jobs these past few weeks but nobody wanted to hire me. So instead, I applied for a tutoring job on campus -- almost twice the pay -- and now I have a job.

Anyways, its also a union job with union perks. Score!

I hope I can teach. That would really suck if my students didn't like me. Then they'd all drop out of my sessions and stomp away in frustration, leaving me with no job. Oy. That's definately something to worry about.

what the heck.

eBay is the biggest thrill in my life at this moment. There's a family wedding coming up this fall, so I might as well get a head start on my dress, earrings, shoes, etc. I'm probably looking more forward to dressing up than going to the actual wedding. Its gonna be D-R-A-M-A! Anyways, I got the BCBG dress to the left. And the girl to the right just looks cool, but not the same dress.

We are not pieces of this puzzle.

Back to the topic of why last nite was so shitty. We hit a mostly Persian party first, then a Filipino/Mexican one. The reason that the parties were so shitty wasn't because I was of a different ethnicity, it was because some of my friends were of those same ethnicities, but they were at their highest level of discomfort. And when a large number of my entourage are uncomfortable, then that feeling diffuses to the rest of us.

If the party is mostly X ethnicity, then party patrons may prefer that it remain that way. If an X ethnicity person brings in a crew of non-X ethnicities, their "people" might scoff at them. "Why'd you bring those ppl here? How come you didn't bring in more X ppl? Are you not X enough?" So while that person's authenticity is being questioned, the non-X patrons are either ignored or having small talk with those who pity/admire their minority presence.

Note: this seems to only apply to parties with extremely high concentrations of a particular group(s). Diverse parties are a different story. And this situation seems to be very common within my group of friends. Whether we hit a White, Filipino, Indian, Korean, Persian, Viet, X party, somebody just won't quite fit in.

Two beyond shitty parties last nite. I didn't know anyone there except the ppl that I came in with. Apparently a few folks recognize me around campus, bus stops, and lecture halls. Its nice knowing that strangers take notice of me in a good way. They probably think, "Wow that girl must be everywhere!" when in fact they just see me half the time, and maby Vic the other half.

Grrr... when I woke up this morning, someone had already taken my 6-layer deli turkey sandwich that I made the previous night. I almost missed the bus searching the fridge for it, only to find out that its gone. And I refuse to go to school without lunch. That's equivalent to having a fat kid rob me of my lunch money.

Most of my housemates weren't even awake at this time. If this sandwich stealer is who I think it is (which is highly likely), then I might have to label my future lunches "NOT for poo-NGAN" with "NGAN" circled in red and crossed out. Sure she likes to make him lunch, but that doesn't mean EVERY sandwich in the fridge is meant for him. Heck, I'm the only one in the house who makes sandwiches that freakin thick. Go eat your own damn food, you bum.

One current trend that I just won't ever warm up to is the overuse of the word "rape". I hear ppl use it so loosely when describing their performance on exams or games. The first time I heard it was my first week of school freshman year, when flocks of dorm mates came barging into my room talking about how they "just got raped in the ass by the chem quiz". So did the professor stick those papers up your bunghole real tightly? NO. So quit using that damn phrase, please.

Not that I'm against metaphores. I just don't like seeing a very powerful word with heavy connotation used so lightly by an increasingly numb generation.

This has been a pretty lonely quarter filled with empty weekends. I hope summer session gets better when my friends are done pledging for frats and sororities. There's so many constrained schedules and study hours to work around. Just waiting for this quarter to end soon. Very soon.

People can be so cold. And he's turned into ice.

As of tonite, you're looking at the new Secretary of the Pre-Optometry club. Yay! I finally paid my membership fee today. I became an officer even before I became a member. haha.

There are a few places I'd like to go in the near future. London being one of them, and the Zoo would be another, specifically the one in Central Park, Manhatten. Last time I was in NYC, 3 years ago, we only walked a miniscule corner of the park and it took over an hour. The Zoo would probably take days to cover, seeing that we spent 2 days at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

As for Europe, that would have to wait due to an impending pocketbook and a science major that has no study abroad program. Hopefully I can travel after graduation.

FYI: If you have an aquaintance friend who needs a date somewhere, please don't holla at me. I don't wanna go on any blind dates (we'll save that for when I'm old and desperate). Surprises can be fun, but when it comes to this, I don't want any (awkward) surprises.