Sigh....

Halloween is just a day for girls to have an excuse to dress up as skanks and hos, and for guys to live out their fantasies of having boobs by dressing up as women.

We take our hearing for granted. We really do.

This guy always comes in and orders a small coffee. He's deaf, so he always gestures everything. One of these days I will sign something to him. It's funny, cause right now i'm reading Vikram Seth's: An Equal Music. Angel had recommended another book by the same author to me, but i couldn't find it in the library, but this one was, so i got it instead. I've never heard of this guy or this book, but I really enjoyed it once i started reading it, and thought what a great coincidence it is that the main character plays the violin and is in a quartet. It's about this violininst Michael and his past and present, etc. Michael is in a quartet, so in this book they refer to so many musical things that I would never have understood if i hadn't played violin before. The way he describes things, I totally know what he's talking about. For instance, he described one of his performances, how he doesn't know or even realize that he's started playing, and when he does, he's not really paying attention or thinking, his fingers are just like on autopilot, and before he knows it, he's finished playing. That is how I felt when i used to perform in front of people (and driving, among other things...but that is a whole other topic, hehe). I can totally relate. And it was kinda comforting to be reading this and to know that other people go through what i go through. This book is so detailed with musical references that Vikram MUST have been (or still is?) a musician himself.

Anyway, to get to my point. (BTW:if you do plan on reading this book you might not want to read anymore of this.) In the book, Michael ends up having an affair with his now married ex girlfriend. Julia is also a musician. A couple chapters ago, he found out she is going deaf, which is pretty devastating for a musician. But she is able to still play with a group from remembering what certain pieces sound like, and because she can feel the low bass notes and whatnot. But where I am now in the book, she is deciding she will no longer play with groups, because her hearing is almost completely gone, and its getting more difficult for her. So i'm reading about this woman whose whole career depends on her hearing that she is almost completely losing, and then this deaf guy comes in and orders a small coffee, and I think, I'm so lucky I can still hear my precious cds and mp3s, and everything else in the world.

This inability to communicate with him frustrates me too, because he tips me pretty well, and he seems like such a nice guy, and I just have so many questions to ask him. If only I had taken some sign language...

CRAZY

Ok, so today, i go to my 4:00 class, where my professor Minda, starts talking about this movie she saw over the weekend. Then, she starts listing the 5 movies she wants to see, one of them being Heaven. So, she's talking about it, and in mid sentence she says, "it's starting at 4:30 at La Jolla Village if you guys want to see it. if we leave now we can make it." Everyone looks around, not sure whether she's serious or not. But she's serious alright. She says, "yea, we'll walk there, i know a shortcut." It's the way i walk everyday to and from school, and I never considerrf it a shortcut! Anyway, so a group of people start walking, others head for their cars. I hitch a ride with Juan and Ken, and by 4:25, we are in my hood, AKA La Jolla Village Center- woot! I even had time to run upstairs to pee and get some cookies (in that order too, not at the same time)! So, within a couple minutes, most of the class and Minda arrive, and we all go in and watch Heaven, which btw, is a pretty good movie. Afterwards, we all meet outside, and Hilary asks me, "so...are you walking back?" Meaning: to school.
I reply, no...i live right here. :-) I love that.

So let me sum up: I didn't have class, the class went to the movies instead. I got a ride to the theatre, which meant I didn't have to walk home. And the movie was half in Italiano, so i practiced my italian. What a great way to end the school day!!!!

And btw, for those of you who aren't clear, watching this movie is class related. We have to write a film journal about it. We're discussing it on Wednesday. So its not like we just picked up and left for the movies.

Actually.....that's exactly what it was like...

The Ozma concert last night was pretty good, although not their best. I dunno, something was wrong the whole night, something with scheduling, and i think it effected everyone's performance. Not that they weren't great still though. So i was in the mosh area this time, and boy does it get hot in there. Somehow though, i slowly got pushed out. Not that i minded. My few minutes in the pit was enough for me. It was alot of fun, but i don't know if i can go for a whole performance in there. And plus, being pushed out of the pit allowed me to get closer to Jose's side of the stage. That boy can rock. He does it very well. I went up and said hi to him and told him I was Cady's roommate (they went to HS together). I met him last time when Cady introduced us, but he didn't remember...what's a girl to do? It got kinda awkward, i didn't know what else to say to him. What do you say to someone who's probably heard every compliment from fans already? And just as i left him, two girly girls came up to him and said "hhhhiiii....you remember us?!?" And i just thought, i'm not cut out to be a groupie, and proceeded to smile to myself.

Anyway, their penultimate song was Baseball, dedicated to the angels who won last night and THE WORLD SERIES TODAY!! YAY! It was great, everyone was soo into it. It is also one of the few songs i know all the words to, which makes it even better. I really love their music, but just don't know as many songs as i should for being the fan that i am. It was a good concert over all, but they played too many new songs. :-(

This guy Ryan came into work today and said, "You should work here everyday!" It was in reference to the music I was playing. I love when people love my music. For me, its such a big compliment when someone tells me I play great music. That kind of stuff is very important to me. This other girl said once, I love coming to study here cause you always play such good music. Things like that just makes my day. It's nice to know my musical tastes are being appreciated.

On a related topic, I figured out today that the Smashing Pumpkins make people happy. I played my Rotten Apples cd, and people just seemed to be enjoying themselves. Or maybe they were just feeding off of my vibes because SP makes ME happy...? Hm...i dunno....but that is a damn good cd, you guys should go out and get it.

I miss the SP. Although I wouldn't say I'm a diehard fan like some people are (meaning, I don't know all of their songs or all the lyrics to them, nor the names of the albums they have out or how many they have out). However, I really enjoyed their music. I still enjoy it. I have this poster of them from their Tonight Tonight video (which I LOVED! There was just something about that video....) that I got for my birthday a while back. Theres a big rip in it now and its kinda getting old....but I still don't have the heart to take it down. This band was such a big part of my highschool years. Anyways...i can go on and on....but....thats enough bantering for today.

Bloody Blogger! SH, did you do what you promised? Or am I going to have to kick your ass back to Taiwan?

Wow, i just received an email that said i can get viagra delievered to my door for $6 a dose. My life is now complete.

I felt like a coffee factory today. I was cranking out beverages constantly like crazy! Worked for 5 hours straight, and people just kept coming in! Usually there is some sort of break where there's no one for at least 10-15min. But they just kept coming in, one right after the other! It must be the cold weather.

However, the coffee spirit did come in today, I was so excited! Today was the first time since the Grove days that I served her "ice coffee please" since I haven't seen her in forever! As long as the coffee spirit shows up, you know that the world is still in order and everything is a-ok.

We don't discriminate against tofu, so why should we discriminate against ourselves?

Tofu is very much like people. Theres white tofu, yellow tofu, brown tofu, and they all come in different shapes and sizes, not to mention firmness! And just like people, there's also smelly tofu (but it still tastes good). There are soooo many possibilities when cooking with tofu, the potential for good food is endless! So my point is, we're all just like tofu! We have different color skin on the outside, but inside, we're all just made of a mushy tofuey goodness.

So there is a reason for another one of my endless analogies. I was just watching the world news just now while eating my rice and tofu, and it just seems like our world is so depressing lately. The way people treat each other....it's just so sad. I mean, what's up with all these shootings in DC. If only the sniper would see that there's so much good in people, just like how theres so much good in tofu (for your taste buds and dietary needs), maybe he wouldn't shoot people anymore. And then this bombing in Bali. My friend Kristin was just there over the summer! Good thing she's back in Socal. Why would anyone bomb a place crowded with people? From what I heard, its connected somehow to the al queda, and then osama, and on and on but it all has to do with this hate. People are so angry with each other. Yes, I know there are so many factors and reasons for this hate that I dont' know about, or too naive and ignorant to think about, but...I guess I just wish people can be nicer to each other.

So, dear internet void, ponder on the intricacies of the world, be nicer to people, and eat some tofu.

That is all.

A conversation I overheard while at the gym last night:

Guy A: dude, there was this chick here yesterday that was on the treadmill for like an hour! She looked like a porn star man!
Guy B: oh yea?
muffle muffle noise noise couldn't hear them for a while, then:
Guy A: they were at least C cups.

Sigh...so these are the conversations that go on between guys at the gym. First of all, guy A obviously has not been watching enough porn if he thinks a girl with C cups looks like a pornstar. Unless he was talking about her facial features, and not her physical features, but then again, aren't pornstars are all about the big boobage? Anyway, i found their conversation mildly amusing yet a bit degrading towards women at the same time. I dunno, what do you think?

GEEZ, WHAT A BUNCH OF COCK

Whats up with the male species' need to be cocky? I've encountered so many guys that just think they know everything, and have this need to share their knowledge with the world, even when the world doesn't ask for it to be shared. And they're not always right about the information they share! I mean, if you're gonna share knowledge with the world, at least share some correct information! If you're a cocky guy reading this...just stop it! Stop it I say! There's being confident, which is great, and then there's being OVER confident to the point of cockiness, and let me tell ya, its not attractive! Girls don't dig it! So just stop it!

Thank you.

"Contacts are the tampons of eyewear" -Me

I think that was the most intelligent thing i've said all day. This was brought up while in the car with kristin discussing the pros and cons of contacts. If you think about it, it really makes alot of sense! The two have many similarities which... i won't get into. I consciously made a "note to self" to write that down so i won't forget it, so here it is.

so my AN is in my class. Not the one from hs, but the one here in college. Yes yes, i have a college AN. And like the other AN, he doesn't know it. He could be the nicest person ever, but i don't really know him. I first had him in a class freshman year. And then i would see him from time to time. And then he went to france for a year so i forgot all about him. And now he's in one of my classes. Ok ok, maybe AN is the wrong name, cause i barely talk to him. But...he's just soooo cocky. And he totally dissed me when i had that class with him back then, although he probably doesn't know it. So anyways.

i feel like a traitor to french. all this italian infused in me everyday.......as much as i love it, its kicking the french out of my brain!! like amelie's mother said, "ARRET!!!!!"

See, i don't even know if that was spelled right.

Je commencerais a ecriver en francais. Mais......c'est difficile parce que j'ai oublie deja tous. Je veut dire "je ne sais pas" dans ma classe italian, parce que je ne sais pas comment le dit en italian. Je sais que ces phrases sont tres......qu'est ce que le mot qui est l'oppose de "correct"? eh...no se... Aujourd'hui, il y a un garcon qui m'a demande un question en francais. J'ai comprendu(?), mais je ne peut pas parler...pauvre sh....
alors, c'est tout. toot toot!