i used to get away with so much

w00t. done. and home.

so out of it by now was just going to flop into bed and never wake up until i realized that i'm...not very hygienic at the moment.

in fact, now that i've had time to think about it, i've had the same pants on since...saturday. this shirt that i have on has been on since...after my chem midterm on tues. and that was only after i realized i'd been wearing my pj shirt from saturday up till after chem on tues. yum.

oh. yes, i showered if you're wondering. i think i just got lazy or was crazy and kept rewearing the same clothes...i dunno. it made sense at the time.

also my sleep and hunger cycles are kinda trippy. i think my body's really confused. kinda funny actually.


also am deeply grateful to my friend (and her roomies) who i totally ran all the way down the hill to at 2am because chem was being abusive. we talked(bad about) chem and she gave me gummy worms and coffee ^_^

but alas the time came for me to get some sleep at around 5. except we're both probably the most paranoid people you'll ever meet...so we uh. started getting overly paranoid that i'd get murdered on the way back up to my dorm. shuddup it's a long way up okay?

at first she offered some pepper spray. but then after a split second later changed her mind and offered her bed (as she had two finals the next day and was planning not to sleep)...this only frightened me more and i eventually took her offer.

woke up a few hours later at 8:30 or so to find my friend still studying. she was also barely alive so i got up and made her sleep for an hour before breakfast. in which time i decided to greet chem again. her roomies woke to find me still stinking up their room and found it rather pitiful. one was like omg- *sigh* here. and threw a pillow at me to sit on. which was really nice considering my..intrusion upon their space.


and now my thoughts are starting to trail off again. so ima shower...the first real shower in a while. :DD

[edit(s)]
so it's kinda cool. i just remembered the dream i had...technically it was this morning during my 4 hour sleepfest before my math final. it was a really awesome dream actually. so like my floormmate (future roomie) and i were studying math in this dream...just like how we had been in reality not too long before. the book was open in front of me and she was explaining some theorems to me and such.

and then then numbers slowly morphed into letters and subscripts and soon enough all the text started blurrying...and without my noticing in the dream, the explanations gradually became CHEMIFIED!...it was like a math/chem hybrid fest! by the end it was all chems har har har.

but it was good anyways because everything seemed to make sense (youknow how everything seems to make sense in your dreams? like that.)...and i think some of the math explanations in the beginning of the dream were actually correct. this might have been because i had trouble falling asleep..and had finally drifted off to the sweet echoes of mathematical equations running through my head. no lie. it was sad.

like your face.

ignorance is my best defense

so sometime last week, got outta english class early and decided to sit on a bench in a quiet secluded corner of campus.

crossed my legs onto the bench, situated my backpack comfortably as a backrest. took out some english work and started writing some amazingly (un)insightful analysis about an extraodinar(ly boring) speech by chamberlain. to my surprise the bench shook from the direction of the empty seat next to me not long after. i was shocked at just how badly my peripheral vision had failed to do its duty but did not immediately look up in fear that the person who had just sat down next to me would find my surprised stare offensive.

but after a few more seconds i realized that my peripheral vision couldn't be that bad...seriously. i couldn't even see a pair of feet near me. and dude, the bench did not have that much room left in the first place.

so i look up.

staring back at me are two huge beady eyes..attached to the hairiest little body i'd ever seen, about 5 inches away from my foot. yup. it was a squirrel.

surprised but not too shocked, i sit there. staring lamely back and waiting for it to go away or something. youknow. how normal squirrels do. it wasn't long before i figured that a squirrel that would voluntarily approach a creature 50 times larger than its self within a distance much too dangerous for its health...was anything but normal.

so we sat there. and proceeded to have a staring contest for 15 seconds or so. a couple student tour groups passed by (omg so many tour groups all year round fjkdlaf). some kids pointed and laughed. and still the squirrel remained emotionless.

finally. i asked the squirrel telepathically. what. do you fugging want man. can't you see i'm busy.

and the squirrel replied (telepathically). gimme some food, bitch.

then i got angry that such a puny little creature would dare encroach upon my time and respect in such a degrading way. i mean. gimme a break, i'd just had barely two hours of sleep, i was sick and tired of analyses on dumb topics that were irrelevant to higher intellectual development, and the last squirrel i encountered ate the bread i threw at its ass (i hit it straight on btw).

so i snapped (outloud), go away stupid! i don't have any!, waving my awesome(ly aweful) english analysis after its cowardly facee. the person sitting on a nearby bench pretended not to notice me.

then i sat some more. reflecting upon what had just happened.

stupid squirrels.

(note: all events in this story are true. okay, maybe the dialogue exchange was absent...okay no. the dialogue exchange was indeed there. in my mind. and i did actually scold it outloud in the midst of my frustration. so there.)


k. back to CHEMS!

why is the best for you always the worst thing for me

blargh.

it is dead week. you'd think seeing how that is the case, LD would hold a lighter practice.

WRONG.
but no, it was fun. and after, some peeps decided to walk me all the way up the hill to my dorm even despite the fact they live at the very bottom-most, farthest dorm possible from mine :D

we proceeded to give random piggyback rides to each other and talk and laugh...obnoxiously loud for the next two hours or so. without realizing that other people actually lived in the buildings around us. so finally, at around 2am someone shouted really really loudly from their window:

SHUDDUP!! IT'S QUITE HOURS!!! >:000

we instantly stfu and are like meep. i say a weak "sorry!" and we scatter.


woke up today not too sore, but not feeling like i'd really slept at all. eng class was extremely difficult to get through. math, even harder. skipped chem tutoring and sex lecture (which was a Q and A review session). and slept. because i couldn't make it anymore. am finding that the further the day progresses, the sore-er i get. so the more i sleep. and the more tired i get after each sleep session. always happens.

which is the problem. is it just me or do the aftereffects of intense exercise and stuff always hit you two days later instead of one? hrm.

ohyeah. random. just had some weirdass dreams again. people were trying to kill me again too. there were bombs and hugeass trees being cut down and...ninjas (seriously, the real scary kind) and...konnyaku?(it was set at some dinner party :P). har har.

anyways. only good thing is that every time after practice, walking around hills and stairs all day doesn't feel like a thing.

too bad ima fail my finalz.

all these feelings cloud up my reasoning

past half week has been interesting. much staying up late and obstructing people's paths in the hallway. including one whole night of sleeping in the hallway while pretending to be homeless (full with sleeping bags, beanies, cardboard sign, and pennycup. um. don't ask why.

nothing much else has happened really. well. there was that pretty chill english class last week...where all we did was watch crash for our upcoming papers.

and while i'm at it, maybe i'll update my "movies watched" list:

moulin rouge - can't remember if i've already written on this one. it's been a while since i've watched it. from what i can recall, i thought it a pretty good movie. though i usually am not very interested in musicals on screen...i somehow agreed to watching it and actually found it not bad. interesting use of contemporary music for its older time period setting. also makes infatuation look really scary o_0. has a depressing ending which balances out some of its cheesy parts.

the science of sleep - finally watched it after half a year of waiting. and must say, enjoyed it very much so. very indie and artsy in a way that my roomies did not really...enjoy as much as me i guess. almost started talking about the cool use of stopmotion animation and the movie's somewhat surreal style before realizing with a blow that they probably don't give a shit about that stuffs. ohwells. at least they thought the main actor was hot. *shrugs*

the prestige - pretty awesome movie. science fiction with a lot of twist. you go into it all like wtf. probably a lame movie about two magicians who just wish they were harry potter characters. though the plotline is totally implausible, the concepts introduced are very interesting. it's a movie that requires a second viewing for the full appreciation of its clever hints and subtle details. plus, nikola tesla makes an appearance as ...pretty much god in the form of a scientist. which is very amusing indeed.

pan's labyrinth - absolutely wonderful film. just a reminder of what american film can never achieve (but partly because i doubt american society would let one of its directors ever get away with making such a film of such violent rawness...esp one involving children). a beautiful film in all its brutal atrocities. its being in spanish further adds to the film's beauty. warning, it is a very sad movie. but it's okay, those are always the best kind :P

not sure if i've forgotten any but whatevs. daylights savings just took away one hour of my lyfe in just one second. so mean. ima go cry myself to sleep now.

left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth

i am kinda tired now. 2 hours of sleep. brain feels numb. muscles seem confused with what to do with all the left over lactic acid from lion dance last night. feels odd.

also, all double person rooms for housing next year are gone now. our masterplan is now obsolete. since roomie is not so keen about living in a hall, our only choice is to try for a triple and either get randomly assigned some poor freshman or find a third person to room with us. fast.

and even then, the triples in the best plazas (the most social, if they can be called that at all) will probably be gone by the time our enrollment time rolls around. 5 more hours and counting. urgh.

why don't they just. not accept anymore students. or better yet, open up sproul hall.

cool. kick me outta the res halls, make me pay more, and then give me a shitty enrollment time for the next year. awesome.

at least lion dance was pretty damn fun yesterday. started stacking (you can probably figure out what that means). now i know what all those pushups are for...and why they cripple us with frigging bunny hops and duck walks (horrible.). it isn't because they have sick pleasure in watching us suffer (as jon's grin implied). it's because they cares for us. yes. they look deep into our watering eyes and cry with great passion. "we cares for you!"

or no. i think they actually do enjoy our crying.

okay. my body's starting to shake uncontrollably. is this fatigue? i do not know. not sleeping after ld practice may very well be detrimental to one's health. ohwells.

time to edit paperz. yayz LOLZ << jade's fault.

[edit]
so. somehow opened my future roomie's mind to res halls. didn't really matter in the end anyways because we had no choice but to choose a res hall in the midst of our 20 min panicfest. very stressful process indeed. left my roomie's laptop dripping in my hand sweat.

next year: hedrick hall...the dorm i was supposed to be in this year >:0 but! we (luckily...very luckily)managed to snag a double which will be nice. not across the trash chute. near the girls bathroom (for now at least). shower stalls are separate from changing stalls. not bad. hedrick 6north here we come.

sipping cactus brandy from a china spoon

4 days post-liondancepractice and still having trouble going up and down stairs >:|

this has never happened before. it is quite miserable to have people stare at you because they're not sure if you're really handicapped or if you've recently hurt yourself and are in need of help.


also me dad's in ireland for two weeks to teach some company about software engineering or something and everyone's excited except him. mostly because he's nervous as hell that the irish won't be able to understand his english...and he won't understand theirs. awesome.

housing enrollment makes me laugh cause it's basically a 20 min time slot in which you frantically click around on the screen to find an empty room for you (and anyone else you're rooming with). never knew all rooms have specific designations (e.g. single/double/triple, male/female). also seeing as i am a lowly freshman, i get a sucky enrollment time. makes me so nervous that i've actually drawn out a master plan of possible rooms in descending priority order. hm. kinda sad.

what else exciting has happened in my life.

OHYEAH
I MADE THIS AMAZING REVELATION ABOUT LIMITS DURING MATH CLASS...while zoning out on the actual material being taught in class. i won't go into the details...for your sake.but. it was faeianfldajawesome.

so there's my life for ya.

oh. actually..ucla's "vanpool" service is also pretty cool as i've discovered. it's kinda like a carpool service. but no one cares about anything i just said so i'll just stop now.

was feeling much more inspired to blog earlier today. probably had more useless stuffs to say but ohwells. any further attempts to continue would be futile. probably like how attempting sex while tired and low on libido would feel like.

um. don't ask where the last analogy came from. this is probably a sign for me to stop blogging. now.