(Thanks for the link DK)

Anyhow, I spent my first real late night at the computer lab today. It was packed full of ICS22 students trying to finish up their labs. It was pretty crazy there.

Sunday was really nice in the late afternoon. Sunny, cool and breezy. Oh yeah, and I think an ice cream truck drove up onto my street today. For the second time in my entire life there was an ice cream truck on my street. The first time was maybe seven or eight years ago. I remember being upstairs and hearing the tinkling music. I was practicing koto at the time. I looked out the window and there it was. I remember a friend once told me that she lived on a street that never got ice cream trucks too. She said that one came onto her street once, and she was so excited that she wrote about it in her diary. Now that I didn't do (actually I just blogged about it so...yeah).

Ergh, two midterms on Wednesday. Crappishness.

Every time I'm at school I forget how stressful it is to be around people all the time. Even if I'm alone I feel like I should be around people. The worst thing is that I don't even know most of these people all that well so I feel like I have to watch what I do and say--something I often slip up on when I get tired which makes me feel incredibly stupid come morning (kind of like being drunk I suppose...). I guess I'm not much of a people person, which means that it was probably a good thing that I decided not to major in psych and instead pursued ICS (I Can't Socialize). Oh well. I feel pretty good right now.

There are a bunch of things I want to do when I get more time (i.e. over the summer).

-Work (this is a must)
-Learn C++ (not a must but would be very...good)
-Go out to eat alone
-Get a manicure just for the hell of it.
-Buy something that I would normally consider to be out of my price range.
-Find a place with good lemon croissants (or any lemon croissants for that matter).
-Get music lessons.
-Wash the car.
-Spend an entire day out by myself.

On the way back I passed a small grocery store that had a sign saying "ATM Machine inside". Redundant, yes it is.

*I had meant to post this yesterday but Blogger was giving me errors.

Here is something I wanted to post (another IIstix ditty):

It really pains me to have to say this because it reflects my incredible lack of judgment, but once I stopped liking him [omit], all the bad things about him suddenly had no excuse, and now I am sitting here wondering what the fuck I ever saw in him in the first place. I can't even look back and say it was because he was cute, because, as we've established, he so is not. My feelings for him were so based on respect and admiration that once those were taken away, I had nothing left to go on.
-Laney Lee (Am I Hot Or Not?)

Ugh. I don't have time for this.

Come to think of it, I've never really fell out of webpaging either. None of my pages ever became "dead". Relocated, maybe, but they never just died. When did I start webpaging? Around August of 98 I think. Lets just say the end of August. About three years and eight months. Good lordage. Back in the day when design was everything and everyone had popups and a kabillion frames and stuff. Now it's all minimalist blogs, LJs, and other journaling stuff.

I feel geeky.

(thanks for the link Sar)

The trip from Irvine to Davis lasted from about 11:30 until seven or eight. It entailed three movies, one rest stop, and one trip to McDonalds. Met a lot of the pep band people and pep/symph people that I never talked to. One of them was M, who actually remembered Schurr coming down to visit his school almost exactly one year ago. Anyhow, we finally got to that hellhole of a Motel 6 they stuck us in. They had the most interesting ashtrays. In our room it was placed bottom side up by the phone so we could see the No Smoking sticker that was on it. Oh the irony.

A group of us went to a nearby Denny's and then a number of us went to go chillax in M and J's room. I went to bed at 2:30 in the morning, which wouldn't have been so bad if we didn't have to wake up at seven the next morning. Flute J's (there were a lot of J's) alarm woke me up and we got ready to head over to Davis. We did the whole "hurry up and wait" thing, but it wasn't so bad. The parade was very informal. In fact, I didn't even have my music memorized. I was using a flute lyre I had borrowed from one of the older flutes. What a bum.

I got to meet up with Oishiri and Piyo while I was there which was awesomeness in a trip. Oishiri swiped me into the DC for brunch and Piyo swiped me some snack foods to eat during the Battle of the Bands (I mean swiped their cards). I got back to the "lake" at around two where we proceeded to take turns playing pep tunes, switching off between us, Cal, Davis, San Diego, Stanford, and Humboldt. It was...interesting. Draining but fun. We did some weird stuff. Our theme of dress was beach party, so some of us went all out. Some guy brought a huge inflatable dolphin that SD stole from us. So we stole their drummajor. The whole thing ended at around nine and after cleanup, which ended at about ten, we headed back to the hellhole to get ready for the barn party. Now this barn party was probably the only downside to this trip. It was majorly overhyped by returning members and I know I wasn't the only one who felt this way. In any case, I'm guessing that you'd probably have to had been drunk to have really enjoyed the whole party thing, and needless to say I wasn't drunk.

Anyway, towards the end nothing was really going too well and we left before the party ended. After getting back a lot of us went to go eat. Denny's is open 24 hours so yes, I wound up there again. The mood this time was quite different. That night I watched three guys swear off of alcohol (incidentally none of them had had much to drink all day) and while I don't know whether they'll hold to that or not it was quite refreshing to my dorm-fried brain.

I wound up in M and J's room again, this time until past four. S walked me back to my room where Flute J opened the door for me. We talked for a while about our first impressions since the two of us are both really new to the whole group--in fact, I'm not really in it at all. I went to bed past five thirty that night after showering and packing.

The next morning we went to go grab a quick lunch at the nearby McDonalds (*gah*) and left. And then we made a dinner stop at McDonalds (*gaaaahhhhh*) where I got chicken nuggets that I ate when I got back.

I'm don't want any more McDonalds for a really really long time.

There was actually a lot more to the trip, but I'm exhausted (I'll let you guess why) and I still need to unpack and maybe even get some studying done. It's all good.

Yet another reminder that UJ is selling a really really good cue on eBay.

And if you're not a pool shark then check this out dawg because it's "hella" funny (thanks for the link DMan)

DMan (10:23 PM): damn crazy koreans

Anyhow I'm leaving for Davis in a couple hours.

I still don't know my music.

And I'm out like I'm out.

-Listerine paper
-Extra Polar Ice gum
-The Los Angeles skyline
-Hawaiian beaches
-LARC tutoring
-Creme-pan
-Katsu curry
-Floss
-Dream by Gap
-Mens' cologne
-Banana Yoshimoto
-Apple
-50 minute lectures
-Chopsticks
-iTunes

-Morning classes
-Teeny-bopper music
-Cold weather
-non-Apple computers
-Class discussion sections
-My allergies
-Salty swimming pools
-80 minute lectures
-Homework deadlines/due dates
-Failure

Second--I found out some pretty shocking news this morning. For those of you who remember Yuki Shibata--he died a few days ago after a kendo tournament. I didn't really know him--Kat knew him a lot better than I did--but I still knew who he was. I had him for chem my sophomore year. He was only a year older than I was. I don't know. The whole idea of having someone so close to my age just die--and not only that but someone that I knew--is just kind of crazy. I know that tragedies like this had happened to a couple people in Irv's class but it seemed kind of like--freak accidents. I don't know.

Funny how these things just sort of happen. Hakkotsunoshoo. To paraphrase White Ashes--This morning we may be the picture of perfect health, but by night we may be nothing but white ashes. Sobering thought.

I've been feeling kind of zoned out and empty lately. I'm not happy at school and not particularly thrilled to be at home either. Apathy. I don't know.

On the upside I finished doing my program fairly early last night and had finished commenting out my code and came very close to finishing up my written list of test cases at around 2-ish in the morning.

And then I stayed up until 4:30 for no good reason at all.

And then I got up at 8:30.

I think I'm going to go to bed soon.

Yesterday I got my program to work! Oh my lord it worked and I am thoroughly amazed. I haven't gone through all the test cases and I have one error that's going to be a major pain to fix, but what can I do foo. I'll debug between my LARC sessions.

So anyway yeah, I thought I was going to be crying over my runtime errors for horas y horas but I got the basic code done by about one. So I went to P and Dirty D's room to celebrate myself. There were a lot of people studying in there so I went outside their room to chat. P gave me his old practice AP exams so I could study for the math placement exam that I'll have to take....eventually *sigh*. So yeah I was talking with DMan and Apes until late. Dirty D was out there too but he was homeworking.

I was wired last night. I broke the all-guy tradition yesterday when I walked to Diedrich's to get coffee with DMan, DJ, and Dirty D (fricken there's so many fricken D's). I just got a mocha, but they all got "Jumper Cable" coffee...which tastes pretty good.

Fo life. I'm going to be debugging like madd tonight.

Oh yeah, my mom knows what rice rockets are now. When she was driving me to school on Sunday this fixed up silver Integra with a fricken noisy intake drove past us and she pointed at it and said "Rice rocket!" Good job mommy good job.

Director: Well I started coming here about ten years ago in 1992...

Someone: Daaaaang!

Director: I know I've been here a long time. Well anyway I got my bachelor's here in about 1987 or sometime in the mid eighties...

Someone: What the you're really old!

Someone: That's time travel yo.

Leah had once told me that in order to make friends at your dorm, all you have to do is sit outside of your room with peach rings because everybody likes peach rings. I do realize that it's kind of late for us, but perhaps incoming freshmen can use this info =) He was right, people like peach rings. I think they like apple rings better, though.

I really want to see Death to Smoochy. D thought it was straight up strange, but DMan liked it.

D: You know DMan's big pink bunny? Well it's like that...times ten.

Anyhow, Apes and I are having issues w/ our phone bill and my dad just called me by accident. I need to go to class in a bit. Yadda blah.

We used to do videos with my camcorder. We got pretty kooky. We did a whole Blair Witch parody which worked really well since we did it on our retreat which was in the woods. Because Uika had gone up late, she became the witch. So we'd go up to random people and "interview" them.

Us: So what do you think of Uika?

Person: Uhhh she's short...she's nice...uhhh (nervous glance at his friend) uhhh....

Us: Do you think she's a witch?

Person: ...

Bah...I've got to get my sheets out of the dryer soon. And then I'm going to do some fricken programming. Ergh.

I need to get my main done for ICS22. *gah* this is only the tip of the iceberg so to speak. In all honesty I don't know how long it's going to take to finish writing and testing the program. The stupid laptop got infected with the Nimda virus which took hours to get out of my system, and now we're having some trouble getting the system to do an automated backup. I hate PCs.

I have a headache. I should really update the writing portion of this page and maybe get the links back up, but I don't know. I guess I'm just a bum.

There's peach soda in the fridge which makes me quite happy. I think I'll open a can to drink when I finally get down to doing some programming later tonight.

I know my blogs have been fairly mundane but I've been really wrapped up in school lately. I have a lot to worry about, to put it mildly, and it's making me feel sort of--empty-headed or something.

So with that, hasta tarde.

I forgot to eat this morning. Just as well...I shouldn't be taking Apes food anyway. Whatever. I'm meeting her for lunch at Brandywine later. Por vida.

Last night Dirty D tried to show me how to play this boxing game thing on PS2...the one that the guys are always playing. I did what I always do when faced with a fighting game--press a lot of buttons and hope for the best. I lost even though he gave me an unfair advantage...hahah.

Going home today. I need to go to the ATM. I haven't had water all week. I bought a bottle before class today. It tastes really good.

So anyway, school is getting back to normal (as in I actually have stuff to do) and yeah, I have stuff to occupy my time. Despite that I didn't get started on my project for programming until ten or something. I went to commons at ME after getting Apes at the library. While I was there my phone rang. It was XL who told me "Straight ahead" and yup, there she was. After than I went to catch the tail end of The Cruicible, which was showing for free in Humanities. After much text messaging I finally located DMan and DJ and went to go sit with them.

I got back, procrastinated for about an hour then got down to programming. After a couple hours I quit and DMan came over to my suite and looked at my program. He tried to make a simplified version using C++ but it didn't quite work out...hahah...

M came upstairs and we talked for a while. I tried to freak out Apes by sitting on her bed and staring at her but it didn't quite work the way I wanted it to...haha. I just washed up and went to bed.

Sigh...what am I saying. I'm getting all mopey because I'm bored yet scared. Bored because I don't have any real work to do and scared because ICS 22 sounds crazy mad hard. I suppose I could start on project one, but I don't know what to do quite yet. I think I'll get started on that tomorrow.

I'm looking at one of the pictures I have on my desk. Disneyland junior year. I look a whole lot thinner than I do now. My god what happened. College happened.

Ugh I ate too much. I don't remember what the point of this post was supposed to be. I'm just blogging because DMan was blogging and I was just suddenly reminded....

Oh yeah, I'm here on my new server! Yessss.....

But why?

"I found a bunch of European recordings...one was from...I think Denmark."

Are there any well-known orchestras over there? Like I would know..."

"And I found one from...Quebec."

Quebec?!???

"Okay so Quebec isn't exactly in Europe..."

Oh okay...

First wind ensemble rehearsal for the quarter. There's a big piccolo solo thing in one of our pieces. She gets the notes right but that's all they are--notes. Note note note. She pounds notes. It really kills me to know that I could probably play a lot better than she does with a little practice, but we all know that that ain't happenin' anytime soon.

I want to hear that part played right. She's fricken lucky that I suck because if I didn't, I'd have that part in a heartbeat.