i have just had one of the weirdest nights of my life. two guys hit on me tonight. unfortunately, one was a drunk chinese boy (everly - sandeep's roommate) and the other was a drunk russian boy (bogda - everly's friend with a thick russian accent). well, at least i look pretty to drunk guys.

started the night going to sandeep's pre-party for fall fest with neha. some things happened; don't really want to talk about it on my blog because i don't think it's appropriate to. but it was basically just a drinking party. everyone was pretty wasted by the time me and neha got there. no, i did not drink anything. this is the bad thing about staying sober. it's just so awkward standing there and watching everyone else get sloshed, especially if you don't know any of them. anyway, that's where i met everly and bogda. we had to squish into sandeep's car to get from his apartment to rimac (the big gym - where the concert was being held). so it was me, neha, everly, and bogda squished into the backseat. well, okay, you know what? no. i'm not going to go into details here. let's just leave it at two drunk boys hit on me; one was russian and kind of annoying.

on a sidenote: why can't SOBER guys hit on me??

about the actual concert: it was actually pretty good. even though i'm not exactly partial to afroman or warren g (the only reason i wanted to go was to see alien ant farm), they were pretty decent. not bad, not bad at all. alien ant farm was pretty awesome. the mosh pit was absolutely frightening. me, ben, matt, and grace were stuck in it for a while before alien ant farm started. when we managed to get out and into the bleachers, we could see like a HUGE part of the crowd just swaying to the right side as one. people were getting trampled, man. it was scary. and when alien ant farm actually performed, the mosh pit got even worse...there was pushing, multiple people getting lifted out of the crowd, and a whole bunch of drunk guys smack dab in the middle of the crowd started running around in big circles together. i don't know what was up with that. i'm so glad i was in the bleachers. and even though i was like in the second to last row in the bleachers, it was still great seats; wonderful view.

hmm...what else happened? i don't know. it was just such a weird night. maybe because tonight was actually my first real experience with drunk people. i mean, of course, i've heard stories and all that, but i haven't actually really been a large crowd of drunk college kids. and the thing that boggles my mind the most about tonight is that i cannot believe a drunk russian boy hit on me. it's just so bizarre. i mean, not only was he drunk, but he was russian. weeeeeird, man.

anyway, must go now. must give the juicy details to deb. you know...the ones i left out in this blog. ;)

hey, it turns out the third person/group toya for fall fest cancelled, so now afroman's coming to fall fest tomorrow night. well, technically, tonight. i just remember that one morning that me and jo woke up from sleeping over at deb's apartment in berkeley and jo had "because i got high" stuck in her head and then i started thinking about it and i got it stuck in my head too.

ohmygod. so i was wondering what the title of my italian book, "da capo," meant. so i looked it up in the altavista translator and, i think they translated it just a little wrong, because, according to the altavista translator, the title of my italian book, "da capo," means "they give head." ......hmm. i don't think that's what it means. now that i think about it, i think it actually means "from the head" or something along those lines. but altavista's translation is funnier, no? ;)

i have no watch. the battery died this morning around 4 am. :(

oops. i just yelled at the ra, carlos. it was an accident though. he rang the doorbell, and i yelled, "come in!" when i didn't hear anything after a few minutes, i yelled even louder, "COME IN!!" and he was like, "all right, all right, i'm coming, i'm coming!!" oops. i apologized but he just laughed it off. nice guy, he is.

hey, heath ledger's on the sundance channel. in some weird australian movie, two hands. he has his ten things hair in the movie though. :-/

anyway, must finish italian homework.

uuuugghhh... i. can't. move. i am so unbelievably sore. EVERYTHING hurts. my arms, my legs, my abs, my butt. i had trouble walking around campus today. my limbs felt all stiff and sore and weak. really weak. i felt like my legs would just crumple at any moment and i'd just tumble down. i woke up this morning around 1030 and everything hurt, even my teeth. but then again, my teeth hurt because of the retainer, not because of the workout yesterday. ohhhhhh god.... *whimper* help. my abs, my abs...and my legs and my arms. to make things worse, i didn't eat anything the whole day until i got home at 4. so in addition to my stiff and sore limbs, there was swaying and a really unsteady balance. not a great day. but it's getting to the end of the week, so whatever.

ooh, punching bag & gloves arrived today. but i got my notice at 4 pm and mail services (where i'm supposed to go pick up the package) closed at 4. =/ so i'll pick it up tomorrow, i guess.

seeing natasha's new cell phone face plate made me want to get a new one too. so i bid on one of those pop down faceplates on ebay. a little less than three hours left...

man, i've been so out of it today. like unbelievably out of it. i feel all spacey and not completely here.

ohmygod...i just read the funniest joke. i actually laughed out loud when i read it; that doesn't happen very often. maybe i'm just really happy or something, but i found it pretty funny; funny enough to laugh out loud. anyway, here it is:

A few years ago the battery in my beat-up VW Beetle had died because I left the lights on overnight. I was in a hurry to get to work on time so I ran into the house to get my wife to give me a hand to start the car. I told her to get into our second car, a prehistoric oversized gas guzzler, and use it to push my car fast enough to start it. I pointed out to her that because the VW had an automatic transmission, it needed to be pushed at least 30mph for it to start.

She said "fine!" hopped into her car and drove off.

I sat there fuming wondering what she could be doing.

A minute passed by and when I saw her in the rear-view mirror coming at me at about 40 mph, I suddenly realized that I should have been a bit clearer with my directions...

whoa...it's hot. it's like 1230 am and i'm like sweating. geez. man, my arms and legs feel all weak and shitty. haaard workout in kickboxing today. actually, it really wasn't that hard, it's just that i haven't worked out in like over a month so all my muscles were well on their way to atrophying (is that the right term? if it is, is that the right use of the term? whatever). she made us do like a bazillion squats and push ups and those things that football players do...where they hustle really quickly then drop to the ground and then jump back up. uuuugghhh...the instructor kept saying, "just tell me when you guys hurt. let me know, so i don't work you too hard. if you guys don't say anything, i'll just keep going." but it's like, lady, we hurt so much, we can't even speak. don't get me wrong though, i'm not complaining. i'm tired and i'm weak, but it's a good tired and a good weak. i'm glad i'm working out. i really like this kind of workout too.

so after kickboxing, i went to earl's place (it's like a convenient store/coffee shop on campus; i don't actually know someone named earl) with melissa to get a card for sick helen (who's not so sick anymore, actually) and birthday boy jon (his birthday is actually on friday). so we were browsing through the cards and i found this card that was absolutely hysterical. i bought it even though i have no one to give it to. so go here to see it. i scanned it in and put the text that was on the inside of the card on the actual picture. it's so cute. cute and hilarious at the same time. :) i love it!

thank *god* for roommates who are in higher level physics. thank you, sanaz. thank you, natasha. thank you, ben. yeah, i know ben's not a roommate, but he helped me too. i feel stupid. but i don't really care all that much since i'm taking physics pass/no pass. now i should REALLY go to bed now cuz i have class at 9 am tomorrow/today/whatever.

oh yeah, forgot to mention something else that happened in linguistics today that was kinda funny. someone in class asked if sign language has its own slang and who "invented" the signs for the slang, etc. so the prof answered us by using an example in spoken language. he asked the class for a slang word that came up fairly recently, like within the past 5 years. everyone in the room started talking at once until several people yelled out "hella!!" and the prof answered "and where did 'hella' come from?" again, everyone in the room started talking all at once till someone yelled out, "BAY AREA!!!!" ;)

so funny thing happened in linguistics lecture today. the prof was explaining the difference between signs and gestures. so he demonstrated by first using some rudimentary gestures like "eating" by moving his hands toward his open mouth. he called those gestures group 1. then he showed us several gestures that he called group 2. he wanted us to compare the gestures in group 1 with the gestures in group 2. so first he made the "safe" gesture that umpires use in baseball. then he made the "you're out" gesture, also from baseball. then he flipped us off. :) it was pretty funny. the whole class burst out laughing. his point was that the basic gestures in group 1 were pretty much universal; anywhere you go in this world, moving your hands to your mouth will always mean "eating." but the gestures in group 2 were culturally oriented. sticking up your middle finger doesn't always mean "fuck you" wherever you go; in fact, the sign for "brother" in taiwan sign language is done by sticking up your middle finger.

linguistics was very interesting today. actually, it's interesting everyday. it is definitely my favorite class so far. :) anyway, time for physics homework.

oh! before i sign off, just wanted to mention that alien ant farm is coming to ucsd to perform on friday for our fall fest!! it's free for all students. ;) warren g and some other music group i've never heard of are also coming. and then incubus is going to come to ucsd in late november. their concert's not free though. it's like $23.50.

okay, well, REALLY gotta do some physics homework now. tally ho.

you know what? the room that my vietnamese class (the conversation one that's on mondays, wednesdays, and fridays) is in has a beautiful view of the ocean. i noticed that yesterday cuz it was so clear and sunny but i forgot to mention it. the room that my tuesday/thursday vietnamese class is in is in the same building but it's on the second floor while my mon/wed/fri class is on the 4th floor.

anyway, kind of a random thought. time for physics homework. i've been in school for like almost a week and a half and this is my first time opening the physics book. :)

i swear, my life is like six degrees of separation or something. remember how i wrote earlier that a friend from high school, pearlyn, knew chris, a guy who lived in my building last year through their sorority/frat? well, i was on my way to vietnamese this morning when one of the girls in my class who was walking behind me asked if i was in her vietnamese class. i said yes, and so we talked on the way to class. she asked me where i was from, and i said fremont and she looked really surprised. then she said, "wait, did you go to mission?" and i said yes. it turns out that she lived in fremont and went to mission as well but only for a year. i looked at her and i knew her face and name looked and sounded familiar. iming with deb right now. she remembers her too. her name is ailinh or something like that...well, i just don't know how to spell it but it's pronounced eileen.

there's more too. she handed me a flier from her sorority earlier which is the same sorority that pearlyn is in. but she asked me if i knew pearlyn before i could ask her and i said i did. then i asked her if she knew chris and she said she did. i mean, yeah, they're all in the same sorority and chris's frat is their brother frat but still...it was really weird.

oh whoops, i stopped blogging to look at pictures. what else happened today? oh yeah, went to first kickboxing class with melissa today. i took kickboxing at the beginning of the summer at ohlone, so today's workout wasn't too bad. i like the instructor and i like the way she teaches the class plus it's a great workout. funny thing is, the ENTIRE class is made up of girls. just girls. there are no guys at all. even the instructor is a woman, although her name is cody. towards the end of class, she made us do a lot of ab-work although not as much as the instructor i had during the summer made us do. but then again, my kickboxing class in the summer was like an hour and a half long and this class is like a little less than an hour. but it was really gross cuz we were all lying on our backs on the mats doing our crunches and stuff and the room was so quiet that you could hear everyone's skin sticking to the mats because we were sweating so much. it was pretty nasty. but the instructor was like, "well, i can hear all your guys's skin sticking to the mats; good thing is it means we had a good workout and you guys sweated a lot." but eeeeeww...nasty. i totally forgot to bring a little towel today. oh well. next time.

okay, i have to pee.

ohmygod. i think i'm having hot flashes.

my mother is so funny. she called me around 7 to see how i was. my parents usually call me every sunday night. she asked me how i was doing and i told her that i had just added vietnamese. she was really surprised but she said that it made her really happy. :) but then i started complaining about how i wasn't understanding the homework and how much trouble i was having with it and before i could even explain what specifically i had trouble with, she said, "okay, just e-mail me all your homework, and i'll do it for you." very tempting, but then, of course, how will i ever learn? so i told her no, but i talked to her for a while about my homework and stuff.

my parents are so cool about this thing though. i mean, up until i was about twelve years old, they tried everything to get me to relearn vietnamese including buying a ton of vietnamese instruction books and enrolling me in that horrible, horrible vietnamese class. but then, after that, they kinda just let it go. so i guess they didn't expect me to add vietnamese to my schedule. and when i was talking to them about it and i was complaining that it was hard and i didn't understand anything, they told me, "it's okay, if you don't like the class, just drop out of it. you don't have to learn vietnamese if you don't want to; we don't expect you to." they were so cool about it. i told them that yeah, i was going to stick with it for a few weeks and see if it takes. i still have until fourth week to drop.

anyway...got vietnamese and italian homework to do. so must stop blogging now.