surfing is hard.

there are several things i am afraid of: 1) i will get lost trying to get to the class; 2) i will not be able to even stand on the board like sanaz

both of these happened. although the first one happened on my way home. got lost. ended up in clairemont mesa. eventually found the 5 and got home all right. the second one definitely happened. although, not very many people got on their boards either, so...whatever. it's just hard.

basically, i kept getting attacked by the waves and my own board. i got smacked by my own board quite a few times and the waves just kept pushing me down. at first, it was sort of scary and then it just got annoying. my board even got away from me a few times. that leash thing is a brilliant idea. i swallowed quite a bit of salt water too. it was disgusting. i wanted to vomit. but didn't. instead, i spit. a lot. blech. my arms are so tired from paddling. i got as far as a squat. no standing today. after the first few wipeouts, i think i got a little too scared to try. i seriously just kept getting hit by the waves and my board a lot. one wave would knock me down, i would struggle to get up, and then the next wave would knock me back down. it's like some sort of oceanic joke. haha..little girl goes down again.

this is definitely a lot harder than snowboarding. at least i could stand on the board then. and the snow doesn't MOVE. i didn't expect surfing to be easy, but i didn't think it would be this hard either. oh well. i shall persist. going again tomorrow. for three hours. i think i may just die. we only went for about an hour and a half today. errrrrr....my aaarms... :(

this is haaard...

i have a serious shopping problem.

i keep buying these dresses and skirts that are just so cute and so pretty but i have nowhere to wear them to. argh. if this keeps up, i'll have to start dressing up for lecture.

okay, i'm bored. time to blog.

yesterday was the first day of class. it was okay. nothing extraordinary. my critical gender studies course reader is a huge fat monster of a book. and we already have two other books to read for that class as well. terrific.

still looking for a 199. two of the three that i'm considering works with infants and little kids. i can't wait. ;D i've got a meeting with the grad student in charge of the infant 199 later this afternoon.

which means that i'm bored at the moment because i have nothing better to do except wait for that meeting. i've unpacked everything, run all my errands, done my laundry, bought my books. i guess it's life back to "normal" again. ooh, maybe i'll go shopping. but my credit card is maxed out again. this is not my fault. i purposely cut back on using it lately because i was afraid this very thing would happen. capital one sucks. i don't know what's going on. i took a look at my account online and it totally doesn't add up to $500. argh.

oh yeah, i pumped my own gas yesterday! this was the first time i've done it completely alone. of course i screwed it up. the first pump i went to wouldn't accept my credit card but i thought it was just the pump, so i went to the next one. next one wouldn't accept it either so i went inside to pay. cashier wouldn't accept the credit card either so finally i realize that it's the credit card and give him my debit card instead. that works. so then i stuck the nozzle into the car but nothing happened. i did everything, i unscrewed the cap, pushed the button, stuck the nozzle in, and pumped. but there was nothing. i panicked briefly thinking, "WHY GOD, WHY?!?!" then just tried to do it again and it worked. hallelujah.

hmm...what else. my surfing classes are this weekend. there are several things i am afraid of: 1) i will get lost trying to get to the class; 2) i will not be able to even stand on the board like sanaz; and 3) well, it's just basically 1 and 2 but i felt like there should be a 3. well, we'll just see how it goes. should be warm this weekend so that will be nice. *knocks on wood*

okay, i guess that's all for now. end blog.

why does everyone ask me if i got a new tattoo? it's not as if i get a new tattoo on a regular basis. i just thought that was kind of funny.

i've been in san diego for less than a week and i'm already a tad sunburnt. blah. spent the entire afternoon outside watching the un-olympics on campus. basically like a mini-homecoming competition between the colleges at ucsd. we've got spirit, yes we do.

classes start tomorrow. boo. hmm... thought there was more i wanted to blog about, but i guess not.

i have done it. i have finished unpacking my things. i think. and it only took me three days.

done
- unpacked.
- went grocery shopping.
- target.
- bought books.
- picked up parking permit.
- found interesting 199s.

to do
- laundry.
- wash comforter.
- buy thanksgiving plane ticket.
- apply for 199s.


i don't know why my blogs have just become lists lately. i suppose this is my way of becoming more succinct.

things to do
- unpack.
- laundry.
- find coin-op to wash comforter.
- go to target.
- grocery shopping.
- pick up parking permit.
- buy books.
- look for 199.


ugh. i don't even want to unpack.

oh yeah, and i am now officially sick. i've got a runny nose and a cough that won't go away. when i speak, i sound sick. terrific.

yes. i have made it down to san diego in one piece. we drove two cars down, the SUV and the celica. my father drove the SUV while i followed, alone, in the celica. yes, everyone, i drove over 450 miles on my own. and i am alive. so see? i am not such a bad driver. and to my knowledge, everyone else driving around me on the way down is still alive as well. so no worries. ;) well, there was a brief moment soon after we got on I-5 where i became a tad sleepy and drifted into the next lane a little. my father came over the walkie talkie and said, "uh... are you getting tired?" i, of course, lied and said no. but other than that, i was fine. ;D

man is that a long drive though. by the time we reached san diego, my leg was cramping up and killing me. it was great. it took us nearly ten hours to get here though. we didn't actually leave the bay area until noon. so we got to my house in san diego around 940 pm. ugh. we unloaded my car, went to get something to eat, came back, and passed out. this morning, we unloaded my father's car, went to get something to eat, and then he left around 10 am. didn't get back until around 9 pm though because he got caught up just after l.a. where there was a fire in the hills and traffic got backed up.

after he left though, i was just so tired and went back to bed. just lay there for a little bit and then got up and hooked up my computer. that's so sad. first thing i do is hook up my computer. what's even sadder is that i didn't do ANY unpacking today (other than my shower stuff) and instead went to pacific beach to do some shopping with sanaz. i missed that place. it was a really nice day and the shopping was good. ;D

but sanaz takes the prize for being the most freaked out passenger in my car thus far. i don't think i've ever had anyone else who's been more scared. hey, i just tell everyone to think of it as a little adventure. and what's an adventure without a little death-defying risk involved? 'tis fun, no? ;D

oh wait! i forgot to blog about what i did on my last night at home though. had plans to meet up with everyone at pasta pomodoro at 630 but had to run to the hospital at the last minute to visit my grandfather. so i met up with everyone a little later at 8. had a nice, dark dinner outside with deb, david, tim, mike, steven, ha, and little ha (brandon). ;) we played a little telephone where ha managed to mess up twice. afterwards, everyone minus the has (heehee... "has") went karaoke-ing. as usual, it was fun. i can't really remember what else happened. all of a sudden, my head hurts. but i miss you guys already. =|

i still haven't unpacked anything. too lazy. i don't care. blah.