Sunday, August 1, 2010

The In-Between 3

Ah, so I totally failed at the In-Between -_-. Sorry, to whoever was waiting to read those entries, like Maria in the Philippines! Well, my explanation for this absence fits in with what's been with me, so here goes...

I started a journal. Shelley gave me the idea as a way to get to bed, since I'd been having trouble sleeping at the time, and I've been keeping up with it ever since. Partly due to the time I've spent writing in it and partly due to all of my thoughts going into it, I've been rather distracted from blogging. I definitely love to blog and keep the few people who keep up with my life filled in, so I won't abandon this altogether.

I will say that journal writing has some advantages over blogging that are nice. It's nice to be able to write anything without fear of repercussion (unless your roommate's a nosy asshole, I guess). Sometimes my entries become an even more of a disorganized mess than these blog entries, but it's a little liberating to write so carelessly. There's also a certain charm to sitting in bed with my back resting on a pillow, scribbling away in my shitty spiral notebook with the same blue pen every night, having to stretch my hand out every now and then after it cramps from writing too quickly for too long. One drawback, though, is if someone were to read my entries after I died or something, they'd have a hell of a hard time deciphering my hand-writing -_-.

I've also just been crazy busy in general. This summer's been fun, but it's definitely been the fastest summer of my life. It's already August, which for us Berkeley kids, means class starts three and a half weeks! Holy crap, I'm panicking. Join me, won't you? At least looking back on summer, even though I didn't do everything I hoped I would, I still think it was one of the best summers of my life, as well, which adds to the profound sadness of it concluding so soon.

Hrm so rather than try to play catch-up, noteworthy event: last night I accompanied David to San Francisco because his cousin who's leaving to teach in Turkey was having a going away party of sorts, and he wanted someone to talk to there. It was at the piano bar at John Foley's, which seemed interesting, so I said I was down. Oddly enough, the night ended up nothing like I'd expected it to. My friend from lab, Amy, called me up and asked if I wanted to get dinner or something, so I ended up just inviting her along. The funny thing was, I had thrown it out there expecting her to not be too interested in coming all the way to SF with me and my roommate to his family thing, but she said she was down. A healthy taste for adventure-- now isn't that cool?

The night took another interesting turn once we finally got to the place. We didn't realize that we had to be 21 to even enter the place! Ugh, why must I be only 19?!?! David Anderson, why couldn't you have been born 2 years later/why couldn't I have been born 2 years earlier? Anyway, the way things ended up playing out was actually pretty cool, though. David and I were talking about it afterward, and had it been just us two, he would've had to say hi really quickly to his cousin and then leave as to not keep me waiting outside for too long, and then we would've just went home and had a pretty uneventful Saturday. So while David went inside to talk to greet his cousin, Amy and I just walked around SF, window shopped, looked for places to eat later, etc.

Oh, and jeez I didn't realize how few good restaurants there were around the Union Square area. I guess it makes sense since it's mostly for shopping, but still, we couldn't find anywhere good to eat, so we ended up just going to Mel's. I've been there so many times, but to be honest I'm not really sick of it. Oddly enough, this was the first time I utilized the $12.99 cheeseburger/fries/milkshake combo. I'd failed to see it every previous time I'd been there -_-. Anyway, we had some delicious Mel's, and then went home to hang out with the suite (or apartment-mates, whatever they are and forever will be "the suite" to me).

Fortunately, everyone seemed to like Amy, so we had a pretty good time. We partook in some nice "beverages." I finally got around to try a shot monster/vodka. It was pretty good, and my heart didn't explode! Though I only had like one shot of it. Who knows if I had, say, 6 O_o. We ending up watching Ferris Bueller's Day Off. That movie never ceases being funny ^^. Amy seemed to enjoy it, so I'm glad about that. After the movie ended, I walked Amy home pretty late at night. Luckily she doesn't live too far away, and it wasn't too cold out. Admittedly, it was a tiny bit unnerving to back alone through the empty streets, but at the same time it was kind of cool. Why is it that everything I remember from every horror movie I've ever seen rushes into the forefront of my mind when I'm in a situation like that? -_- So all in all, a good Saturday evening.

GAH and I still have to watch Inception at some point.

Oh, and I've been enjoying new/revisiting old electronic music lately:
-Digitalism (Idealism, Frances =D)
-Copy (Hair Guitar)
-Pendulum (Hold Your Colour)
-Fatboy Slim (You've Come Along Way, Baby)


Shelley said...


Frances Castillo said...

:) i like that you mentioned me in this post.

apart from that, I completely agree with you about the journaling thing. It's part of the reason I don't blog as consistently either!