Sup? It's 6 40 pm. I'm 1 1/2 hrs away from taking my first test this semester. Have I studied? Nope. Am I going to study? I have the notes sprawled out in front of me. I'm flipping through them like I care, but in reality I dont. I'm looking forward to this weekend. its been a long friggin week for me.I'm already completely exhausted. This weekend I have to prepare for Career Showcase coming up Tuesday and Wednesday. Fun times. I cant wait to talk to Ting tomorrow. Its only been like 2 days since I talked to her, but already I feel like I'm missing a big part of me. I cant believe V day is coming up so soon. Its dissapointing that I cant be with her to celebrate it. All my friends are sitting down and having a big planning session, and thinking about what they're going to do for their Girlfriends and dates for V day. I'm sitting in my room doing homework, filling out my scholarship application, and trying not to think about this whole long distance thing.
These days I find myself wondering what I'll be doing in 2 years from now. I pray and hope I'll still be in the US, working for some company and making in excess of $70,000 a year. I'd fuckin better be making that amount, or I'm going to find another company that'll pay me as much.

Working in excess of 30 hrs a week has taken its toll on me already. Its been 3 weeks if that. My face is bursting with pimples, and what normally takes 3 days for them to dissapear seems like its permanently scarring my face, which I'm not too terribly happy about. I've already bought or rather have now 5 different facial products, that I'm hoping in the next couple of days will keep my face a little cleaner, and hopefully enable the "scars" to heal. Anyways, I should probably get back to studying, or rather tryingto waste time will my test at 8. Take care guys. Peace out.

Its been a while since I wrote. Becoming like Andre. The last week or so I've spent in solemn thinking. Don't know, just felt I had to think about everything that I'm doing. My life, my studies, work, etc. Guess I'm just making up for all the years that I havent really thought about my future, and to tell you the truth. I'm f-in scared. Life is sorta scary. Its like a road on town. Sometimes you take the right way, and you'll end up in Hollywood blvd, and you take the next turn and you end up in the ghetto. Who's ever to tell ya where to turn.

I realise the only thing I want out of my life, is to get everything I want, to be able to do everything I want. But talking to Ting the otherday, it also made me wonder if, I want to live for the future, or live for the present. Its a tough choice to make I guess. Its hard to think about the future living in the present. But whatever, I think if life hands you a lemon, you better have some tequila and salt on hand. But as for now, I'm going to tend to my homework, and my design project proposals. Some interesting stuff I'm gonna be doing. Maybe I'll talk more about it some time. Peace.

Good ol Martin Luther Kind day

Today we had a holiday, cos of the above reason. Usually days without school are spent by us just lazing around the house, or me playing video games, or doing homework thats due the next day. Today however was different. Me and my roomates for some reason, though we never decided to do so, spent the WHOLE entire day together. Outside the house, just doing random things, shopping, relaxing. I dont think in the 2 years we've been roomies, we've ever spent that much time together. Morning, we all went around Gainesville to all the computer stores, in search of Doug's new hard drive. He ended up getting a 160 gb hard drive for like 70 bucks. It was actually 120 bucks with a 60 dollar mail in rebate. But nonetheless, an awesome price to pay for a hard drive. Noam couldnt resist, and bought one for himself. I decided to upgrade my RAM a lil bit and indulged in a 512mb ram stick. Hey what better way to celebrate gettina new job right?
After that, we decided to go outside and throw the frisbee around. That was quite fun, cos tim doesnt know how to throw a frisbee, and it was just hilarious watching him trying to throw it. We next decided to go to this park next to us, to throw the tennis ball, and football around. We piled into Tim's car and headed to this park. The objeective today was to be responsible for something funny happening to Tim. Whoever succeeds in invoking the most laughter on Tim's expense, gets to ride shotgun on the way back(Front seat of the car). Smacking Tim on the ankle, making him almost smash into a fence, didnt cut it. However, making him run back 20 feet and almost falling on his face, made the final cut. And the person who caused this to happen. Me of course.

I remember 5-6 months ago, we were doing the same thing and the competition was "whoever can hit tim in the balls with a tennis ball gets shotgun", and I won that one too.
So whatever, we're kids, But wait till you here this. Next we went to this Playground, and started messin with the swings, trying to get as high as we could and then jumping as far as we could once we were at maximum height or velocity. Then noam and doug and tim dared me to get onto these baby swings. The ones where you have to slide your legs inder the holes. But this guy was like "Theres no way that the swing can hold your weight , blah blah blah". Just so happened that we had a strength of materials book in Tim's car. We fetched that and a calclator, and calculated for him that the swing could take 5 times my weight, and shut him the fuck up. But sadly I couldnt fit in the swing. All that for nothing. Anyways, exciting day, which ended with a trip to our favorite restaurant. I'm gonna miss these fools in 6 months.

Hovercraft.

Some pictures for now. Explainations ina coupla hours. Had a long day, still gettin more pictures.

Hovercraft with skirt.


Hovercraft with just a lil skirting done.


BTW it doesnt float.....YET.

You can see Tim's car on the top left there. Just thought I'd show you guys Jennifer . *Sheds a tear*

Hovercraft.

Today I made a conscious effort to walk with as straight a back as possible, in an effort to reduce and even perhaps eliminate my slouch, that I have acquired over the last coupla years. And then I got reminded for some reason when I was 8 years, when I was playing the violin at my violin class, and I had bent my back cos i was too lazy to keep it straight or something, and my violin teacher(who was a bitch by the way) took a coupla ropes and tied a violin case to my body in an effort to keep my back straight cos I slouched for a second. I dont even know why I got reminded of that, but I got really really pissed off thinking about that. So wierd, that something which happened 12 years ago, has that kind of effect on me. I thought about it some, and I realised why I got so angry now and not then.

I think that over the years that I have lived here, I gradually taught myself not to take shit from anybody. Maybe its just survival instict or something. Whatever it is, I think its just amazing how evolution is. My dad had asked me when i was back, how I dont get any sort of confidence issues, living with people who are on average 15-20 cm taller than me. I thought that was just a silly question to ask, and I just replied him with an "I dont really know". Then I realised (mostly with Ting pointing out) that I do have a small ego problem. I always tell myself that I'm better or that I can do a better job at this and that. I never used to have that kind of mentality, but I guess, when you live with people who are pretty much perfectionists(like tim) or people who are just ridiculously smart(Doug), you just tell yourself, that your better just to keep going. I dont really know. That could be it. It couldnt.

On another note, anyone who reads this should right now, gett off their chair, go to Starbucks, and get themselves the new drink called "Chatico" or drinking chocolate. I promise you, that if your a fan of chocolate, this drink will knock your socks off. The best drink I've ever tasted for sure. Sure its 3 bucks for 6 fuckin ounces, but its the best 3 bucks I've ever spent.

ANother thing I did today. I realised, I want the Motorola V3 more than anything In the world. I dont care that it costs a 800 US dollars. By the end of march I will have that fuckin phone. I was lookin for cell phones online, and nothing I saw could even compare to how much the V3 matched my personality. Its such a metro phone. I looooooooooooooooove it. It will be mine!
Till tomorrow, later all.

Life and the way it is

Today was quite interesting. From witnessing the girl next to me in chem lab pass out, to charming my chemistry Lab TA, to other things, which I will no doubt talk about. Work was good, I got moved to this new office. It has a LOT more desk space, and I even get my own spiffy phone. This phone itself was somethin to talk about. It has a 10 inch LCD display. SOoooo cool. Looked like I could play video games on it and stuff. I've got half an intent on stealing it. But sadly, since you need a keycard to get into that room, hence limiting access to most people, and I'm the newest and only one to work on that desk, theres a slight possibility they might suspect me if i did it. boo.

Next up. Noam was telling us some story about work, and as a joke doug cut him off abdruptly with a "well anyways". You have to understand that in our household anything goes. Religion, race, not having a car, and everything under the sun is a prime target for being made fun off. So, apparently noam got reaallly pissed off (he has this problem where he can make fun of people, but when people make fun of him, he turns into a little girl and starts whining). So he goes to his room, slams the door and locks it. Prior to all of this, we had all decided to go get din din together somewhere(we = me, noam and doug). 10 mins later doug asked noam if he wanted to eat, and noam replied "Go fuck yourself", Doug asked me if i wanted to go eat, so I said, "lemme ask noam, and if he says go fuck yourself, i'll eat with you". I said this loudly so Noam could hear. And noam obviously says "GO fuck yourself", so i go to the door with doug, once again ask him if he wants to eat. No answer. We both leave.
15 mins later we bring some italian f00d back. Noams at home , steaming mad. And I mean steaming, fuckin pissed off mad. Why? Cos apparently when he said "go fuck yourself" to me, he was joking and actually wanted us to wait. SO he gave us a 10 mins lecture on how we're such bad friends, and blah blah blah. I have to say the arguement he made was the worst argument ever. Every single sentence he said, could have been disregarded. But if you say anything to noam, he'll become super defensive, and get more pissed off. So we decided not to say anything. So he gets pissed and says "U guys dont even give a fuck what i say" blah blah blah. What a fuckin schoolgirl. I wish his mom was here so he could go cry in her fuckin lap.

Anywayssss, I'm gettin another job. So I'll be working 2 jobs and going to school at the same time. I realised that I'm in an incredible amount of debt, and I really really want to be able to save up, a lotta money for valentines, and for Ting's bday present, though theres a chance I may not give them to her till she gets here. Also Spring Break is around the corner, and It would be nice to have about 800 bucks to spend on that trip, considering its my last Spring break of college. Also, need to start saving for my car, that I hopefully will be able to afford by June. And for my driving lessons. grrr. Classes just got tough as well. Looks like I got my semester cut up for me. I figure this way at least, I wont waste much time on Video games, and fuckin around. My mind also wont get much of a chance to sit down and be idle. Seems like the only thought when I've got nothing to do is her. bleah. LDR's are tough. But something tells me this one is worth all the wait and the distance. Love ya baby. Later all. Be good.

...continued

So anyways, before I was rudely forced to go to eat with my roomates, my story of my awesome day continues. I step into my hardest class, and the professor is an eccentric old man. And hes fuckin crazy I swear. I've been told time and again that this professor is the hardest person to take this class with, but i didnt have a chance to switch cos, every other section of the clas conflicts with my schedule. Anyways, beginning of class, I see a really good friend of mine, and I go up to him, and I'm like "YOOOO DUDDDE, LONG TIME NO SEEE", do the whole handshake thing. And hes all like reserved and shit. I'm like "So what the fuck have we done in the class, and what OD i need". And he gives me all the details , like super specifically. I'm like whats sup with you dude?, and he whispers "I'm the TA for this class". I'm like your fuckin kidding me. My luck COULD NOT be that good. But it is my friends, it is. SO that was awesome. He said he'll "hook me up with the quizzes and exams". I could say now that the toughest class I'm taking has now become the easiest. WHo the fuck needs chem anyways, Useless waste of time. :-p
Till the next, be safe people.

Not so blue monday

So besides being the first day of classes for me, which in itself was somewhat exciting, we actually got the hovercraft "hovering". It was the most wonderful sight I've seen in a while, watching our blood and sweat actually working. It was just awesome. THe back end flew like 4 feet in the air. I was laughing my ass off.

Anyways, first day of classes werent too bad. Long day tomorrow. Peace

b00

Its a sad day. My 17 day "vacation" has come to an end. I am finally back in gainesville, and gettin ready to study my ass off, like theres no tomorrow. Thats not likely to happen though. But anyways, Just looked at my schedule. I realised after summer B(beginning ot august), I have more than 3 weeks off. SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTTT. I was considering comin back like beginning of may, but I'd only get 2 weeks of leave , topsss. Maybe Ting you can come over like End of june of something. I'll fill you in by the time this weekend is over. But anyways, it was a great break I got from school. Although I pulled the most asshole-ish thing, by not hanging out with ANYBODY else, save for Ting, the whole time I was there. Its not really my fault She meets me in the evening, and If I wanna meet anyone I have to do so, in the afternoon, and I'm too lazy to stay out from early afternoon to late night. So not my fault. :-p

SO sadly, I didnt get to see you Wen. I heard you were suggesting that you'd come to see me off at the airport. That was very sweet of ya, I'm sorry I couldnt accept your offer, my parents would have been wierded out.

In short, the best christmas I've ever had. On the plane I realised how much I missed her. I had my cd-player playing songs, and sadly every cd reminded me of her, cos we'd play it in the hotel and I'd always sing to her the wrong lyrics, and act like a fool. I came home, took out my wallet, and cleared the receipts, but kept all the ones where I had paid for diner or lunch or anything that Involved the both of us. Quite sad, but I guess you do what you can to trigger the good moments. I have lost my motivation to write further, Hope everyone has a great year, and andre I'm sorry I didnt hang out with you much. yes, I'm an asshole, bastard, dickwad, whatever. Sowwy. I'll try harder next time.
Till the next blog, peace.