Want A Lollypop?

Today was fun. I took yoongi out to lunch and then came back to Lowell to hang out with anna. We played frisbee for a while, even after your firedrill. And then Walker, Andy, Anna and I went to westlake for jamba. AND THEN we saw ms rotter. It was so great to see her. She looks great and it was so much fun to talk to her. And we even took our reg otterpops, cos we're the rotter pops. but yea. and then we left. hurray.


sldkjglsddjgsdlgj fucking trashcansmellingroom

Stalking, Round 2

So I called my roomie today and I'm a little confused. I got his cousin's number apparently, or iono. I asked for his cell phone number, but it was based in Singapore. I asked if there was any other way to get ahold of him and it turns out that he's in Italy now. He sounds really cool, a real jetsetter (fuck that model show), but I wonder if he knows where we're staying... In the garbage...

At The Bird Bandstand

Shit. So look. My room is on the first floor, by the service road and lot. No view, but apparently it has some other qualities as well. I facebooked the girl who had SantaCruz1415 last year and she had this to say:

santa cruz 1415 showed us a good time...but i hate to tell you that it had a few downfalls, such as: it gets hotter than fuck in that room because the sun shines right into it, so my roommate and i covered our windows in aluminum foil and kept the fans blowing 24-7; also, the trash cans are right outside the window, so that made for ridiculous stench and awful early wake up calls, only suggestion there is to wear earplugs; at the end of the year we got ants, so be ware of those bastards...hmm i can't really think of anything else except that the boys above us were very very loud all the time, but hopefully you wont have that problem. good luck on your first year and i'm sure you'll have a great time!



fuck. i'd feel bad if i moved right away, but i think i might do that anyway... even though up till now, the room and the mate have been completely muddled in coincidences.

Krabby Patty, only at the Krusty Krab

I'm really bad at arguing. And it's not because i'm stupid or lazy. Or maybe that last one. But really. I just dont like to argue. Think about it. Theorhetically, you and your opponent are trying to convince eachother that something is better than the other thing. And that can be possible sometimes. But lets say you have different goals in mind. Then you'll never win, except by compromises, and even that won't work. Know why? Cos you have to buffer yourself against other peoples arguments. What good is trying to convince somebody, if they get to you first? So you're both poised to win, but, unlike baseball games, where somebody eventually slips up after so many innings, you never really have to win or lose an argument. Doesn't matter how good the other guy is, you can just plug your ears and go "LALALALALA". And you don't even have to do that. You can just keep arguing the equivilent of lalala. I just dont have the stomach for it. I can't keep it up. I just get bored, tired, and yea, a little sad.

It surprises me that nobody feels like this, or they at least dont show it. Even in small arguments, like please do this or that, it's hard for me to hold my ground. Lot of people can be much more stubborn than i ever am. I always thought i was just being nice, and wondered why people couldn't be nice back to me. But i guess I just can't handle it. I would never be able to negotiate in the real world, say, as Israel or Hezbolla.

Mother fuckers need to give in. If they're just fighting and going LALALA, nothing will happen. I guess our only hope of peace is weakness on one side...

fuckfuckfuck. if we could just nuke those two countries...


Damn my memory card is corrupted, much like myself.

PANIC!

Got my housing stuff! Yea. So I'm living in Santa Cruz room 1415 with a guy named Mark. Mailing address= PO BOX 11480, UCSB Santa Barbara, CA 93107.


I looked him up on google. His phone number anyway. His phone is listen under Barbara Cabling, so I assume it's his last name. It also gave me his address. A map of his address gives me this. My dad tells me that it's a pretty conservative part of hayward. Sounds like fun.


I can't wait! SLDGJSLDKJGSDLJGLJDG