| | that I made it to 21. So worth it. Celebrating with friends late at night when I laugh so hard I don't actually remember what was so funny. I wouldn't trade tonight for anything and tomorrow is only going to be better. | comments: Leave a comment   |
| two decades.
i hate my birthday,
thank goodness for good friends who want me to be happy today. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| that is the word that my mind has been dealing with lately.
another quarter of school under my belt, and almost another year older.
but any wiser?
i'd like to think so, but can one ever truly be sure?
I've gotten myself into a sort of winter break routine, which is bordering on rut status.
I go home for a week, spend the next week in LA doing tax sorting for susan, and then it's Hawaii for another week, then home again.
i'm not complaining in any sense of the word, in fact I'm quite looking forward to my month off.
I'm even looking forward to my birthday, which hasn't been something I've looked forward to in quite some time. I'll be 20, which is, undoubtedly, the STUPIDEST age to be in the U.S.
Anyway.
totality.
worrying about grades and EAP for next year hovering over me.
totality.
that word. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| i slept all day yesterday, and acutally forgot to eat.
mom woke me up because we were going to dinner in amsterdam with her work friends.
Dinner was fun, even though it was boring in the beginning from all of the work-talk going on.
Kir Royale quickly cured all of my boredom.
After dinner was over, some of the guys from mom's company wanted to go to club rain where Apple was having a party.
Imagine if you will dozens of nerdy guys in glasses kind of half dancing and trying to talk business over the loud house music. Pretty funny stuff.
I made friends with the head of apple france, and when i told him i was leaving for paris today, he wanted to come with me.
well it's time to go to the convention center and then come back to pack for the train to france. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Day one
after moving slowly in the morning, and getting a late-ish start out of the door, I eventually got to SFO on time. Upon arriving at the gate, I noticed that a great deal of toddler-sized humans were congregated with their parents and strollers in-tow. This left me with a sadness in my heart and worry that the whole of my first flight would be filled with screaming. This however, was not entirely the case. While there was quite a deal of fuss coming from the young children, it was quieted by the sounds of the entertainment coming from the little TV in front of my face.
Movies watched:
Spiderman 3
1st half of Waitress
+3 episodes of Entourage
After the 5 hour flight, I deplaned and walked through the Montreal airport to find flight 2. I met up with a couple who were on the flight before, and who were going to be on my London flight and decided to find food with them as well. After eating we discovered that an hour had quickly flown by and we scurried off to the gate to catch our flight. We went to the wrong gate, and had assumed we were left behind, when I remembered that one of my flying companions had told me our gate number, which was, in fact, not the gate we were cursing for stranding us. We went to the correct gate and sat down to await our boarding call.
Now I’m on the plane, on my way to London, where I will get on yet another plane before finally arriving in Amsterdam.
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20:00 PST
23:00 EST(Montreal)
Day Two
So the rest of day one was spent passed out in my hotel room, as a result of traveling 20 hours straight on day one.
Now it’s 6:36 in the morning and I was woken up by strange beeping sounds coming from right next to my head. It was mom’s computer’s battery dying.
I had a brief but pleasant text conversation with Michaela about being in Amsterdam at 6:15AM, and I decided to try and go back to sleep, but I’m pretty awake, so I decided to write about it.
06:38 Amsterdam time
21:38 PST
I met up with Haley after she landed, and we came back to my hotel to sit for a minute while we sorted out logistics and she decompressed from her flight.
then we ran off to the train station, got onto a train to amsterdam to have lunch.
Walked around for a while, figured out where to go for food and ate.
After eating and sitting at our table for close to an hour, we decided naps were in order, so we came back to our hotel room.
We woke up from nap about an hour ago.
more story and hopefully pictures? to follow | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Leaving in about 12 hours.
REALLY excited, so excited I haven't been packing, even though I should.
I hope to take lots of pictures to show you, even though whenever I do post pictures from traveling up here, people just leave comments like "I hate you!".
Aw well. I guess that's the price I pay for going on a vacation.
Have fun looking up those coordinates!
-H | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | The Daily Show/Colbert Report | | Current Location: | Dorm Room/Zoo | | Subject: | so... | | Time: | 01:32 am |
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| | I'm sitting in my dormroom doing some VERY late night homework, and my roommate Kim had opened the window to let the mosquito hawk out of our room. I was looking up for a minute to say something to Kim, who's sitting across the room and a flash of dark brown flapped across my vision. I blinked once or twice to discover that a bat had flown in through the open window and was flying around our room clearly very confused and disoriented by the sudden change in light and lack of space. Needless to say this got Kim and I very scared. SO scared, infact that we both froze to the spot, unable to try and helped our new friend find his way back out into the night. After what seemed like an hour of dramatic "OH SHIT!'s" and "OH MY GOD's", the little bat winged his way to freedom and Kim shut the window. What a lovely way to celebrate our last night at UC Santa Cruz. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| +going places (no doy)
-other tourists
+++london public transit
-carrying mom's HEAVY bags(but w/e)
+taking the train through the chunnel
BIG PLUS
paris.
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| | Current Music: | garden state | | Subject: | wtf? | | Time: | 07:45 pm |
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| so, here's the story.
it's sunday, i'm hanging out around the house then mom says she's going to go run some errands.
she leaves and about 15 minutes later, sunny returns home.
we're hanging out, and we hear someone knock on the window.
it's mom.
she asks me to let her into the house from around back and she also asks me to look up who to call from the city of oakland to remove bees.
i ask "bees?"
and she says "yes, bees."
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| as the title suggests, i'm laying on my couch watching antm and figuring out the best course of action for my crippled right thumbnail.
my life since japan has felt a lot like this thumb.
if i cut the nail off, then the skin under the nail will be exposed, and the skin will be irritated.
i'm teetering between my highschool and college-bound self
my highschool self is the nail that is cracked and ready to be removed.
my college-bound self is the skin underneath the nail that, once exposed, will be tender and sensitive.
ok enough analogies for one night.
back to top model. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | i was trying to make it to graduation, and then the students at school had to take away the last smidgen of respect i had for the place. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | the muppet movie. | | Subject: | yeah | | Time: | 10:31 pm |
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| | fozzi bear makes my life. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| So, tonight started like any other night of a big concert.
saw mfzb, not horribly impressed.
got into the floor, right up front. goldfinger invidted everyone on stage with them, i got man handled, well, it's more like 15-year-old-boy handled, but who's counting?
RBF came on, blew all of us out of the water. pun intended. amazing in every sense.
in the middle of the last song, we (sunny and myself) left and walked around to the stage door.
ronnie made our lives.
guest listage!
more to follow... | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | well | | Time: | 08:38 pm |
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| i wish i could say everything in my life is fine, but i can't. last night i had to say goodbye to one of my favorite places in the world. my second home last summer, and my escape from the everyday dredgery of school-week and other worries.
iMusicast is no more.
i held 3 crying faces last night, 4 if i include myself. photos on my walls dictate my show-going habits. 6/13 of the pictures were taken at icast.
imusicast was my fresh start, my escape from myself and everything that was real in my life. now that the same reality, loss, is back, i don't know where to go to get away. i guess that's why i was crying all morning.
this will get better.
i'll always miss icast, but something bigger and better will come along.
it has to. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| 2 more college application packets arrived today
total count:4 | | comments: Leave a comment |
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