mondays suck

Because it's a busy day: two classes, both Biology. The first, the lab, goes from 12-3pm, and the lecture 5-8pm. Biology's not my thing, I can't grasp all those atoms and nucleic acids and lipids and proteins, but it's a GE and you can't spell degree without GE.

We had our first test for the lecture tonight. The instructor is a sadist, a sicko, a wacko. Maybe it's because the subject doesn't suit me, but he writes the tests in a different language, and we're supposed to answer them based on inklings of the topics that he drones on and on about during class.

I was so distraught after taking the test that during the remaining two hours of lecture, my mind was all over the place and couldn't follow his lecture.

I signed up to take Bio with this particular instructor because someone, ahem, SG, recommended him, ahem, SG. Also, he got some good reviews on ratemyprofessors.com. But apparently, all the girls gave him a good rating because they think he's cute, but maybe they compared him to an individual chromosome? I mean anything's cute compared to that. Oh well, c'est la vie, I'm not bitter.

inxs

Had this instant message convo with a friend today, who I haven't seen in a couple of years.

Friend: "...do you know that you kinda look like the new singer of inxs?!!! ha ha ha ha i saw their video last month and I was like "he reminds me of Paul!" ha ha ha ha"

Me: "whoa, really? i haven't seen him"

Friend: "check him out online one of these days..."

Instead of waiting for one of these days, I googled him right away. The resemblance is uncanny...the only difference is the eyebrows (insert sarcasm) ;) buwhahahaha.

Hmm, fakkinating indeed.

sleepless in daly city

Don't know why, but for whatever reason, I can't sleep just by lying on my back anymore. The only way I can get some zzz's is when I lie on my side, the left in particular. My problem with this is that both my shoulder and hip hurts (insert fake crying here). I'm not happy that it's come to this (fake tears), and I only noticed the frequency of this habit since coming back from Houston a few weeks ago. I'm also thinking a reason might be the fact that I'm sick this past week, and that perpetuated the madness (fake sob). My shoulders hurt (fake cry).

car resume

Not only do I know how to change a flat tire on cars (which really impresses a whole lot of people - I changed both Pastris and Bancy's, Angel's, rental cars in San Diego and Houston), I also now know how to fix a burnt out headlight bulb. Angel now has two functioning "eyes" again. Her passenger side light went dark two or three days ago; it was such a bummer.

It's amazing how so much light generates from such a tiny bulb, with a little help from the reflectors in the headlamp.

bonfire of the ocean beach

Class let out early. The air outside felt cool, crisp, clean, and utterly refreshing, especially since we couldn't manage to open any windows in the classroom, and thus it felt like a sauna up in there. The moonlight inspired me to take a night drive to Ocean Beach, and sit under the stars and hear the waves crash. I also thought the ocean air might help get rid of my cough.

LGN mentioned on my last day at work, while we lunched at Beach Chalet, that on summer nights a good number of bonfires lines up the sand on OC, so seeing it myself on a February night surprised me. It was beautiful and magical, and that's only because I viewed it from a distance. Not knowing who or what each of these people's story and their reason for bonfiring added so much allure to the evening. I thought they must be college kids getting high, or some lovers on a double date, or a parent and a kid, or _____.

I felt left out because it seemed that all the folks that hung out at the beach had at least one other person to share the moment with. There I was all alone and jealous. Flashback to every other special moment where I was alone, like the European trip at 19 years old. All the other tourists belonged to groups, or traveled with a friend. Oh how I yearned to find a partner or friend to actually do activities with. But I'm a loner by choice anyhow, but still.


This group of friends made the most of the evening...jumping over the fire with a running start. Oh the bonding. If I could just gather the people that I want to share things like this with, and they'd want to experience it also...awesome.

electric slide

Drove up to Elk Grove because Roomie and I watched "Little Shop of Horrors" in Sacramento. I've only seen bits and pieces of the movie on tv, and I thought it was too disturbing to watch, so it took some urging (anniversary) from Roomie to finally go see the live version. I wound up enjoying the show and the great music.

After the show, we planned to go drinking with some friends, but I complained since Friday night that I'm under the weather, so during intermission, Roomie called AGJr. and cancelled the aftershow "par-tay."

No surprise that Roomie just wanted to "drive by" the area where this particular club was located, which was very close to the theater anyway. No surprise that Roomie parked the car so we could get a closer look at the establishment and just walk by to see what it's like. No surprise that Roomie "tossed a coin," so if the cover was too much, we won't go. No surprise that I convinved him that he really wanted to go in, so we did.

"Pha-chess," (my Italian pronounciation for the body area that's on the front of the head where you can locate your eyes, nose, mouth, etc.) supposedly caters to a certain group of "folks that practice an alternative lifestyle," or FTPAAL. But it felt so comfortable inside because we found all shapes, sizes, ages of FTPAAL's. Made sense because Sacramento only offers a few hangouts where FTPAALs can gather. There were cowboys, club kids, hip hop, Asian, mature, men, women, trannys, "traditional couples," every type of person under the sun.

I didn't feel 100%, but once I saw them folks start the electric slide, I dragged Roomie on to the dancefloor!

sail

Been listening to this awesome cd the last couple of weeks called "Sail" by Leila Florentino. It's intimate, keeps me company when I get home, all alone in my humble little studio apartment. She's got a unique voice and I'm totally mesmerized.

reunion

Amazed at just how many folks I ran into today: Ayana, Mary-Lee, Xtina, Melanie, Mike L., Dian, Michelle, Emiliano, Maria, Tonny, Patty, Arnon, Sean, and Strawberry Girl. I mean, yeah, some from the list were in the class I attempted to add, but still. Guess this is what happens when one goes to school full-time, you run into more people more often. Funzies.

school started

I'm unemployed and focusing on finishing my degree, the bulk of the remaining classes taken this semester, before I'd need to find another job again. Already, challenges came up to greet me, but they're regular challenges like the difficulties of attempting to crash and add classes, which weren't successful. I still have three days left to finalize which class(es) I'll stick with for the whole semester. In any case, I'm taking a full load, and with this new "freedom" of not working, I'm taking classes in the middle of the day. But one of these classes, the Biology lab, is filled with 18-19 year-old freshmen, so talk about feeling out of place, that'd be me. Ugh, teenyboppers galore! I feel soooo old.