It's Wednesday. Michael's visiting me later today with a charger & some transportation to get money back & to feed my sickness.

I feel nauseous. That's what I get for inhaling liquids & food at an alarming race. It's my effort to not get sick, but respond to my PMS simultaneously. Not a good idea.

I'm feeling bomb ass right now despite the nauseousness because I finished my paper that's due on Thursday! & I was inspired because I was going to let a friend use my book. In the words of Spongebob & Patrick "HOORAY!".

Registration actually made me feel both good and bad today because it seems like I'm on my way and those AP classes in high school actually paid off. Two classes, over with, & they're CORE so it's soo good. Freakin awesome. So if I can fit another four clases in this next semester, I better to be able to graduate on time. STUPID science requirement. MICHAEL, this is where you and I need to switch places. C'mon, you be me & take my science class requirement that should be no sweat on you... and I'll give you... uhhmmm... I'll be you and get you a legal studies minor! Or history! Tempting, huh??

I'm a little delirious. I don't normally stay up this late doing papers, as I still have never pulled an all-nighter, but yeah, I was awake despite the red in my eyes and the comfortyness view of my bed. Self-discipline beeyotch!

I internalize A LOT. It's become an artform to me right now. You just gotta be one of those lucky few I actually feel comfortable with to trust whatever it is that I'm feeling... as long as I feel like you'll love me no matter what I say or do, you can read me like a Betty & Veronica double digest. (i miss those, i want to read one now. by the way, Princess Diaries VI is out, did you get it Tricia??) I think that's why I have close relationships to people I've had "i'm not speaking to you" issues with... because we overcame it & now I feel like even if we disagree on something... we'll still love each other. (does anyone else hear that Full House music playing in the background right now?)

Ok. Time to hizzat the hay. I have... just strayed away from the computer & forgot what I was going to say next!


PS. Do some good. Donate $10 to my sister to support breast cancer awareness. She's starting up a business with her friends also called Save Hooters for breast cancer awareness. I'll be sure to keep you posted for t-shirts, buttons, & all that good stuff. Do some good please! Remember back in the days when she would give us rides home & help to chaperone my bomb ass birthday parties!! =)

hiya. when's the last time i posted? blogger was acting a fool before, but i think they're healed now. check my myspace. new pictures of when michael & i viewed Hyde Park homes in Vallejo (in typing out "homes", i first typed "hoes" and realized how wrong that really is in this context). My default pic is of me in a bomb ass walk in closet with drawers for sunglasses and his is of him sitting in a USF-y leather chair watching the Home Depot in Vallejo. Tres interessant.

Irving street with Michael on Thursday, to get earrings & eat @ Crepevine. Later on, club was oddles of funn. Michael's first time! It was entertaining people watching, to say the least, and it wasnt even to clown on other people... well actually a little bit on that. It's just amusing to see people out of their element. Me trying to do anything organized sport athletic or scientific-y, hilarious. But yeah, funn times at jon & lucas palooza 2k5 @ blue cube. such a better place than city nights.

Friday went to go see Michael's new house, & then viewed Hyde Park bomb ass homes. Gave a dollar to the homeless to get the good karma of good boba before getting shipped off on BART to go to Fremont. Met up with my sister, went around Barnes & Noble, half-resisting her bad influence to buy books, & then going to Joel Osteen that night. find peace with yourself and dont let the enemy take your joy!

Saturday morning was the treasurer of the garage sale @ Nik & Jim's house. Good salad. Came away with two "club tops" and six dresses, & a broken Coach purse. Holler. Took Bart back to San Francisco, had a crappy bus ride, super tired by the end of that night. Michael came & got a great calzone and it was all shits and giggles from there...

Two things due tomorrow. Must figure what to do with my life tomorrow afternoon after classes. Advising for registration Tuesday. Short paper on the prison industrial complex due on Thursday. Mom's birthday on Friday. 12pages on the International Criminal Court due next Tuesday.

and I'm pmsing. i want to eat everything. EVERYTHING. with a bottle of Vitamin water to wash it all down. YES i keep mentioning it. it's THAT good.

i dont have my charger. dont call me. or if you must, call the dorm phone... 415-422- askmewhat the last four digits are.

would you believe michel foucault, author of punish & discipline, mixes with backstreet boys? how did i fall in love with you, indeed!

ps... michael... it's weird how good and bad things can be with us... but i think it's kind of a good ironic. you're good people. i know im blessed to have you in my life in this capacity. God does have plans with us, and I dont think we've found out why yet... I'm willing to do whatever it takes to find out tho, if you are. Love you.


r.i.p. pope john paul II. im grateful that he recognized the influence and power he had and used it to better the world by promoting tolerance and faithfulness.