I'm officially in NY now. Virgin America wasn't any different from Jet Blue except it had mood lighting and plugs between the seats (which proved to be super useful). However, VA only allowed ONE luggage so it was a freakin nightmare dragging my 60 lb+ bag around, which was more than half my weight. I sleepily decided taking a cab wasn't worth it. I would have found that to be true if it weren't for the elevator-less G train. The worst part were the 3 flights of stairs, but Jenn helped. AHH can't believe i'm living here now!!!1

So, since it's still slightly early, I suppose it's time for a nap before my phone interview. NAPTIME.

Today was the last class day in one class, as well as the last undergrad exam.
Tomorrow will be the last class ever as an undergrad.
Friday will be my last day of work at the Extension.
Next Tuesday at around 5 p.m. I will be officially done with UC Davis.

I almost want to celebrate, throw a last-minute gathering of some sort. But, what am I really celebrating?

...is now one of my favorites. Been carrying that virus that infected every one of my roommates. Not sleeping much for two nights does not help. All I need is a little Jamba Juice with immunity boost.
I haven't eaten anything solid today. I can count what I have consumed today on two fingers.

Things to look forward to:
Gravy Train!!! in Berkeley
The Blow/of Montreal in San Francisco

I know there had been earthquakes back in the bay, but not so long ago, there were quakes here too (two, the aftershock was nearly as strong as the initial) near the "southern tip" of Taiwan.

Why am I even awake? Not that I have any problem having a sleepless night right before an 11-hour flight. Ok, this is going to be not fun. there is way too much on my mind to sleep.

My nights have now been an endless cycle of films, vodka and cheese. Rainy days are best with rainy day activities: keeping dry inside. Tonight this one made me scream, laugh, and cry.
I'm driving back to San Jose this weekend because work has been cancelled on Sunday. I don't have much to say but you should still have coffee with me.

daughter, sister, friend's sister, cousin, niece, neighbor, roommate, ex-roommate, friend, friend of a friend, stranger, ex-friend/girlfriend, boyfriend's ex-girlfriend, girlfriend's friend, acquaintance, student, classmate, customer, employee, co-worker, DJ, design director, layout artist, research assistant, instructional assistant, conversation partner, livejournal/myspace user, livejournal friend, online stalker

see, I did come up with some labels. what am I to you?

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P.s. mmm I looove eating jews ears.

Today will be the most terrible day, ever. (It'll just be a severely long day which will leave me very, very dead)

But, happy birthday Vanessa!

G St, of course!

Hello. Please participate in my survey! I promise it will not reveal harmful truths (not ones you won't already know anyway)! It is supereasy -- just a memory recall test, and perhaps I will get to know you a little better. I will not fully reveal what I am doing, but I know at least one boy on my friends list who knows since he is in my class.

( Come on, let's do this! )

I saw Why? for the third time tonight in San Francisco. They played my favorite song, "Gemini (Birthday Song)" which is about sexual escapades. (Your legs are two skinny dolphins swimming/between the mattress and the layers of bedding...) It is easily the catchiest song I've heard recently. I am a Gemini... We found out some things, too. These bands (including Aqueduct) do check their MySpace pages. So, they read people's messages on there!
We also hung around Emeryville and ate at Jenn's and my favorite grill place in Bay Street. My insides melted again.

This had been a busy week, even though it's just a regular week. I wonder what would happen during midterms/finals week? I haven't seen many people at all. I've managed to see only one friend during my one-hour break between classes. Otherwise I'm usually busy when they aren't. I allot most of my free time to nap. This should make me feel a bit lonely but I'm so busy/tired all the time I can't really care. It's not exactly a depressing thought; it's just a pattern my life has fallen to.

Therefore, I felt so free just being free at around 9 last night. So excited that I nearly fell asleep during a folk show. So excited I moved into a box. But really, I do miss you guys...

I am back on American soil, after getting up at 6:15am in Paris this morning (or technically, yesterday)
( Here are some picture highlights: )

I'm already starting to miss... Orangina, good quiche, sandwiches, French wine and crepes

i am
passing by strangers
circles and lines and rectangles of
crowds gather the narrow pebble streets
disordered against uneven discoloured shops;
tiny thin doors sitting downhill carrying windows

looking down on me.

down the Royal Mile
starting with the castle
connecting to a palace
enclosed by a seat on a hill
Arthur's Seat
drowned out by 5am fog
and i
disappear.

all there is
are the voices yet
none of them match up;
i. shop
a boy hugging a stuffed bear
with mother saying, "c'est tres chere!"
while the lady takes it away with, "cheers!"
ii. sidewalk
a girl dragging a jump rope
with grandmother insisting, "we must go!"
while she stamps on her shoelaces.
iii. park
a couple shuffling on a blanket
with boy leaning forward without a word
while the girl closed her eyes


but where am i,
still streets away from the Circus
a car cutting right in front,
one foot still on sidewalk
because i had forgotten to look to my left
(yet again)


on the way home i decided
there was a reason
there was something
odd about everyday.
i noted the toilet seat cover
i found tucked beside the curb
of a busy street.

I started making this up while Katrina visited me in Edinburgh yesterday. I made two whole trips to the train station. I made it.

Why are you still reading this? Remember, it's mostly friends only.

2am just hit, and the computer automatically reverted back to 1am. I am repeating history.