THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN GABS DOESN'T GO TO CLASS...
So there I was, humming along to class up to Hearst Mining, despite having an 8 in the freakin' morning class. The sun was out and it actually felt quite warm for horrid Berkeley weather. I turn the corner to walk through the narrow passageway that leads into the building when all of a sudden, this front shovel comes careening down the pathway. (Okay, so it wasn't really "careening" but it was moving pretty fast!) Like a deer caught in the headlights, I scream like a mofo! There it was... the spikes at the end of the shovel pointed directly at my chest area. It barely stops inches short of turning me into Jamie mince-meat pie. By this time, I'm wheezing up a storm after screaming my lungs out. The driver looks down at me coolly and says, "Haha, scared ya!" What the heck?! No more humming to class!!!
Tuesday, January 28, 2003
Sunday, January 26, 2003
Wednesday, January 22, 2003
DEPRESSING... JUST DEPRESSING...
Grrr... my boys suffered a loss today. Cannot believe they just THREW the game away... to the Warriors, no less!!!! My only comfort is believing that the Warriors are like the Clippers – they beat teams that are good, but lose to everybody else. (Like the way the Kings lost to the Clippers... hahha, those LOSERS!)
Also on tonight... Trista, the Bachelorette, eliminated Rob! Rob was such a GREAT guy, definitely my #1 pick. Oh well... tonight just wasn't a good night for TV... but I'm sure Friday will be better. Nets, you guys are going down! (Even though I still like Kidd.)
Grrr... my boys suffered a loss today. Cannot believe they just THREW the game away... to the Warriors, no less!!!! My only comfort is believing that the Warriors are like the Clippers – they beat teams that are good, but lose to everybody else. (Like the way the Kings lost to the Clippers... hahha, those LOSERS!)
Also on tonight... Trista, the Bachelorette, eliminated Rob! Rob was such a GREAT guy, definitely my #1 pick. Oh well... tonight just wasn't a good night for TV... but I'm sure Friday will be better. Nets, you guys are going down! (Even though I still like Kidd.)
Monday, January 20, 2003
BACK AT BERKELEY
I managed to catch my brother's game yesterday before I left for Berkeley. It was SUCH a great game! With 2.4 seconds left on the clock and just one point down, the coach tells the boys, "Just disperse." So the inbound play goes to my brother, who then passed it to – off one guy's head and another guy's arm – Brent. Brent shoots it right before the buzzer goes off. Nearly gave me a heart attack with a bounce at the front of the rim, a bounce at the back of the rim, and then a circle around the rim before it fell. TIGERS WIN BY ONE! Yay!
The ride over to the airport was the worst. Terri and Jerry didn't go with us to the airport, so I had to say goodbye to them at the house. It just kills me to have to say goodbye. I feel like I miss out on such a big part of their growth. I guess it's just the motherly instinct in me... plus Jerry's my little baby. Just thinking about all the basketball games I'll miss, all the Super Smash Brothers matches that I won't get to play, all the arguments that I won't be able to have with Terri... makes me all teary-eyed. But I promised myself that I wouldn't cry at the airport. Had to stay strong for the parents.
Once again, at the airport, I was strip-searched like a common criminal. Then I found out that my flight was delayed by a whole hour. Kris kept me busy for awhile by staying on the phone with me. We talked about her two "new friends." Haha. That playa. I managed to get bumped up to an earlier flight. I was the second to the last person they let on, so my choices for seats included sitting between two fat chicks or sitting in front of the already smelly bathroom. I chose two fat chicks. BAD DECISION! Not cuz of the two fat chicks, but cuz of the two valley girls that sat behind me. Their conversation consisted of, "Well, I'm a 3rd year majoring in bio... cuz yeah... cuz... like... like... you know... I dunno... bio's cool... I guess... " Ugh. You're a 3rd year?! Girl, learn how to speak!!!! I tried to fall asleep, but the two fat chicks took up the whole armrest... so I ended up flipping through the lastest issue of "SkyMall". They have some pretty spiffy stuff.
I came back to a dark, cold, and empty apartment. But the loneliness allowed me to gather my thoughts and recollect all the fun I've had over break. Perhaps the scariest part about my leaving home for college was the possibility that everything would change without me – as if I wouldn't fit in when I got back. It's nice to know my concerns were for naught. Life changes... but my place in the family doesn't...
I managed to catch my brother's game yesterday before I left for Berkeley. It was SUCH a great game! With 2.4 seconds left on the clock and just one point down, the coach tells the boys, "Just disperse." So the inbound play goes to my brother, who then passed it to – off one guy's head and another guy's arm – Brent. Brent shoots it right before the buzzer goes off. Nearly gave me a heart attack with a bounce at the front of the rim, a bounce at the back of the rim, and then a circle around the rim before it fell. TIGERS WIN BY ONE! Yay!
The ride over to the airport was the worst. Terri and Jerry didn't go with us to the airport, so I had to say goodbye to them at the house. It just kills me to have to say goodbye. I feel like I miss out on such a big part of their growth. I guess it's just the motherly instinct in me... plus Jerry's my little baby. Just thinking about all the basketball games I'll miss, all the Super Smash Brothers matches that I won't get to play, all the arguments that I won't be able to have with Terri... makes me all teary-eyed. But I promised myself that I wouldn't cry at the airport. Had to stay strong for the parents.
Once again, at the airport, I was strip-searched like a common criminal. Then I found out that my flight was delayed by a whole hour. Kris kept me busy for awhile by staying on the phone with me. We talked about her two "new friends." Haha. That playa. I managed to get bumped up to an earlier flight. I was the second to the last person they let on, so my choices for seats included sitting between two fat chicks or sitting in front of the already smelly bathroom. I chose two fat chicks. BAD DECISION! Not cuz of the two fat chicks, but cuz of the two valley girls that sat behind me. Their conversation consisted of, "Well, I'm a 3rd year majoring in bio... cuz yeah... cuz... like... like... you know... I dunno... bio's cool... I guess... " Ugh. You're a 3rd year?! Girl, learn how to speak!!!! I tried to fall asleep, but the two fat chicks took up the whole armrest... so I ended up flipping through the lastest issue of "SkyMall". They have some pretty spiffy stuff.
I came back to a dark, cold, and empty apartment. But the loneliness allowed me to gather my thoughts and recollect all the fun I've had over break. Perhaps the scariest part about my leaving home for college was the possibility that everything would change without me – as if I wouldn't fit in when I got back. It's nice to know my concerns were for naught. Life changes... but my place in the family doesn't...
Sunday, January 19, 2003
WOOHOO
What a game... The Clippers killed the Kings tonight!!!! Did I mention KILLED?!!!! I lost my voice sometime during the 4th quarter from booing at Vlade and the rest of them SAC losers. Highlight of the night: Jackson got, not 1, but 2 technical fouls called on him at the same time and was kicked out of the game. The whole arena boo-ed the sucker out. Haha. Final score: 112-107. New found love for Andre Miller...
What a game... The Clippers killed the Kings tonight!!!! Did I mention KILLED?!!!! I lost my voice sometime during the 4th quarter from booing at Vlade and the rest of them SAC losers. Highlight of the night: Jackson got, not 1, but 2 technical fouls called on him at the same time and was kicked out of the game. The whole arena boo-ed the sucker out. Haha. Final score: 112-107. New found love for Andre Miller...
Wednesday, January 15, 2003
BACKTRACK
Forgot to mention all the other fun I've had since last Thursday...
Thursday
Turns out I only had dinner with one Mock Trial Coach... but had a lot of fun driving out to Huntington Beach and ate great food.
Friday
Out w/ Mr. Narumi to Tony Romas... ate like a king. (Not that I'm a guy, but I sure do eat like one. It's scary... had a 7 ounce steak and half a rack of ribs.) We also watched 25th Hour, starring Caroline's hubby Edward Norton. Once again, another amazing performance by Eddie. Pretty good movie, but like Caroline said, "Too many references to 9-11!"
Saturday
The wonderful Fullerton Speech and Debate Invitational where I judged my brains out. Scored dinner that night w/ Tony at Outback. (Yes, I've been eating a lot of steak... Gabby swears I'm on the Atkin's Diet without even trying.)
Sunday
Judged some more... laughed at the semi-finalists that Nermin, Gabs and I had to judge. Sad thing about that is, the speeches were supposed to be dramatic, not humorous! As Gabs and I later concluded, the two of us sealed the fate of those competitors... so sad. Haha, like Gabs and I, an extemper and an OO-er, really know anything about DI. By the end of the night, I got that same feeling I used to get after a long tournament. It's that feeling of being soooo horribly exhausted that you don't even have the energy to lift your hand to your mouth to put food in... forget about finding the energy to chew and swallow! I somehow managed to conjure up enough energy to spend a nice dinner with Gabs, Vero, Lauren, Paul, and Smitti and then drive the girls home. All in all, it was nice to play "Captain" for a day, even if I'm not really a captain anymore. Like I always say, I'll always care for the team. They made me so proud... 10 breaks into semi-finals. I love the novice kids, they're so cute!
Monday
Had lunch with Mr. Ashbran, Gabs, and Pablo. Haha, Mr. Ashbran is still the same. Goes off on random tangents, but that's why we love him. Also had a heart to heart w/ Pablo. So proud of him, our Pablito has grown up... he has reassured me that there are still good guys out there.
Tuesday
The Getty.
Forgot to mention all the other fun I've had since last Thursday...
Thursday
Turns out I only had dinner with one Mock Trial Coach... but had a lot of fun driving out to Huntington Beach and ate great food.
Friday
Out w/ Mr. Narumi to Tony Romas... ate like a king. (Not that I'm a guy, but I sure do eat like one. It's scary... had a 7 ounce steak and half a rack of ribs.) We also watched 25th Hour, starring Caroline's hubby Edward Norton. Once again, another amazing performance by Eddie. Pretty good movie, but like Caroline said, "Too many references to 9-11!"
Saturday
The wonderful Fullerton Speech and Debate Invitational where I judged my brains out. Scored dinner that night w/ Tony at Outback. (Yes, I've been eating a lot of steak... Gabby swears I'm on the Atkin's Diet without even trying.)
Sunday
Judged some more... laughed at the semi-finalists that Nermin, Gabs and I had to judge. Sad thing about that is, the speeches were supposed to be dramatic, not humorous! As Gabs and I later concluded, the two of us sealed the fate of those competitors... so sad. Haha, like Gabs and I, an extemper and an OO-er, really know anything about DI. By the end of the night, I got that same feeling I used to get after a long tournament. It's that feeling of being soooo horribly exhausted that you don't even have the energy to lift your hand to your mouth to put food in... forget about finding the energy to chew and swallow! I somehow managed to conjure up enough energy to spend a nice dinner with Gabs, Vero, Lauren, Paul, and Smitti and then drive the girls home. All in all, it was nice to play "Captain" for a day, even if I'm not really a captain anymore. Like I always say, I'll always care for the team. They made me so proud... 10 breaks into semi-finals. I love the novice kids, they're so cute!
Monday
Had lunch with Mr. Ashbran, Gabs, and Pablo. Haha, Mr. Ashbran is still the same. Goes off on random tangents, but that's why we love him. Also had a heart to heart w/ Pablo. So proud of him, our Pablito has grown up... he has reassured me that there are still good guys out there.
Tuesday
The Getty.
MR. PERFECT... ALMOST
Still kicking myself in the butt for not talking to "Sid" at the Getty... Outing w/ the roomies today to the beautiful Getty in Santa Monica. LOVED the Dorothea Lange exhibit. Also LOVED Monet's artwork... he's still my favorite painter. It never ceases to amaze me the way he can paint so that his work looks like a bunch of random brushstrokes up-close, but it all comes together and creates an image once you back up and take in the whole picture. Very symbolic... the way we fuss over minor details and miss out on important things in life, yet everything becomes much clearer once we see the bigger picture. We also figured out where Caroline's wedding reception will be... in the Central Garden. Ahhh, sooo beautiful! For Caroline's wedding, all the guests will sit on surfboards in the middle of the stream while Caroline sashays down the dirt ramp. (Good thinking, Gabs.) Haha. It's okay, Caroline, I'm sure renting out the Getty won't be all that expensive in a few years... *hopefully*
Anyway, onto Sid... not really Mr. Perfect's name, unfortunately, I don't even know what his name is! Mr. Perfect came strolling through the courtyard while the girls and I were sipping our mochas. There he was, all dressed in full suit and tie, looking so confident, poised, and handsome. He headed straight for the 3rd floor of the West Wing... straight for the Monets! (Yes, the girls and I followed him... discreetly, of course.) I noticed that he was carrying a flowpad (total plus! reminded me of a speech boy) and a book. What was the book? Only a book written by Hermann Hesse! Still in awe of ANY guy that reads Hermann Hesse! After that, we nicknamed Mr. Perfect "Sid", after Hesse's book Siddhartha. Sadly, he was not amused by the way I analyzed the way Monet portrays the bell towers in one of his paintings. (At least Gabs found it funny.) Through our detective skills (or rather, mostly Gabby's detective skills) we have come to the conclusion that he's a successful businessman that works near Santa Monica and goes to the museum to unwind after a long day's work. He's also a conservationalist that takes the Metro to work everyday, hence the book in his hand. And he's obviously a smart man that enjoys literature and Monet paintings... and stupid me, I've missed my chance...
Still kicking myself in the butt for not talking to "Sid" at the Getty... Outing w/ the roomies today to the beautiful Getty in Santa Monica. LOVED the Dorothea Lange exhibit. Also LOVED Monet's artwork... he's still my favorite painter. It never ceases to amaze me the way he can paint so that his work looks like a bunch of random brushstrokes up-close, but it all comes together and creates an image once you back up and take in the whole picture. Very symbolic... the way we fuss over minor details and miss out on important things in life, yet everything becomes much clearer once we see the bigger picture. We also figured out where Caroline's wedding reception will be... in the Central Garden. Ahhh, sooo beautiful! For Caroline's wedding, all the guests will sit on surfboards in the middle of the stream while Caroline sashays down the dirt ramp. (Good thinking, Gabs.) Haha. It's okay, Caroline, I'm sure renting out the Getty won't be all that expensive in a few years... *hopefully*
Anyway, onto Sid... not really Mr. Perfect's name, unfortunately, I don't even know what his name is! Mr. Perfect came strolling through the courtyard while the girls and I were sipping our mochas. There he was, all dressed in full suit and tie, looking so confident, poised, and handsome. He headed straight for the 3rd floor of the West Wing... straight for the Monets! (Yes, the girls and I followed him... discreetly, of course.) I noticed that he was carrying a flowpad (total plus! reminded me of a speech boy) and a book. What was the book? Only a book written by Hermann Hesse! Still in awe of ANY guy that reads Hermann Hesse! After that, we nicknamed Mr. Perfect "Sid", after Hesse's book Siddhartha. Sadly, he was not amused by the way I analyzed the way Monet portrays the bell towers in one of his paintings. (At least Gabs found it funny.) Through our detective skills (or rather, mostly Gabby's detective skills) we have come to the conclusion that he's a successful businessman that works near Santa Monica and goes to the museum to unwind after a long day's work. He's also a conservationalist that takes the Metro to work everyday, hence the book in his hand. And he's obviously a smart man that enjoys literature and Monet paintings... and stupid me, I've missed my chance...
Thursday, January 09, 2003
THE FRUITS OF MY LABOR
These past three days, I have witnessed first-hand the legacy that I have left behind at Macy Intermediate School. Six years ago, I single-handedly brought competitive sports back to Macy after a 13-year breach. As an eighth-grader, I was a TA for Ms. Briley (now known as Mrs. Dean to all the young'uns). I remember during 5th period one day, I was going through some of the stuff that she gets in the mail (one of my daily tasks) and I came across an invitation to a girls' basketball tournament. I did some fast talking and managed to sweet talk her into letting us start a team. Kris, Karen and I became known as The Triple Threat. That year, we slaughtered every team but could not hold our own against the smelly armpits of the Suva gigantors. (It sucks having a team of 5-feet and under girls!) We ended up taking a huge 2nd place trophy home that year, and it's been sitting in the library showcase ever since, along with our picture. Since that year, Macy has been an avid participant of competitive sports. This legacy has been carried on that I am now able to watch my little brother (the cutie) share the same experiences I had in 8th grade. It's truly been a joy watching all the boys play... it's nice to know that I've left behind something great.
Now a quick run-down of what I've been up to...
Monday
Went out with Allison, Abie and Corey. Laughed so hard my cheeks hurt even the following morning.
Tuesday
As dorky as this sounds, had a lunch date with my favorite teacher, Mrs. VanCott. Haha, being the two talktative people that we are, we were constantly fighting to get the other one to listen. *sigh* She makes me want to be a teacher all over again. Jerry was the highest scorer of the game, with 15 points... as was Kobe with 45 points. Was definitely a good day for basketball.
Wednesday
Took my little cutie out to try to get my mom a George Foreman Grill for her birthday. (Yes, the present serves selfish purposes, I know!) Darn Target... totally out of stock. Ended up at Blockbusters where I rented Goldmember for the cutie. He gave me a guilt trip, saying that Terri and I always go out with friends to watch movies that he wants to see, but nobody ever takes him. We watched that night... he loved it. However, I don't think that my dad was too happy about it. Apparently, he doesn't approve of the humor/content.
Today (Thursday)
Went to brother's game again... yay, they won! Went to the other Target in Whittier and got the George Foreman. Then returned The Sweetest Thing. (No late charges for Elaine!) And finally treated the siblings to In 'N Out... Mark made my fries while Eric toasted my buns. Haha. Now off to have dinner with my Mock Trial Coach (and currently brother's teacher), the other Mock Trial Coach and high school College Counselor. Wait, it gets better... tomorrow is with the high school Band Director...
These past three days, I have witnessed first-hand the legacy that I have left behind at Macy Intermediate School. Six years ago, I single-handedly brought competitive sports back to Macy after a 13-year breach. As an eighth-grader, I was a TA for Ms. Briley (now known as Mrs. Dean to all the young'uns). I remember during 5th period one day, I was going through some of the stuff that she gets in the mail (one of my daily tasks) and I came across an invitation to a girls' basketball tournament. I did some fast talking and managed to sweet talk her into letting us start a team. Kris, Karen and I became known as The Triple Threat. That year, we slaughtered every team but could not hold our own against the smelly armpits of the Suva gigantors. (It sucks having a team of 5-feet and under girls!) We ended up taking a huge 2nd place trophy home that year, and it's been sitting in the library showcase ever since, along with our picture. Since that year, Macy has been an avid participant of competitive sports. This legacy has been carried on that I am now able to watch my little brother (the cutie) share the same experiences I had in 8th grade. It's truly been a joy watching all the boys play... it's nice to know that I've left behind something great.
Now a quick run-down of what I've been up to...
Monday
Went out with Allison, Abie and Corey. Laughed so hard my cheeks hurt even the following morning.
Tuesday
As dorky as this sounds, had a lunch date with my favorite teacher, Mrs. VanCott. Haha, being the two talktative people that we are, we were constantly fighting to get the other one to listen. *sigh* She makes me want to be a teacher all over again. Jerry was the highest scorer of the game, with 15 points... as was Kobe with 45 points. Was definitely a good day for basketball.
Wednesday
Took my little cutie out to try to get my mom a George Foreman Grill for her birthday. (Yes, the present serves selfish purposes, I know!) Darn Target... totally out of stock. Ended up at Blockbusters where I rented Goldmember for the cutie. He gave me a guilt trip, saying that Terri and I always go out with friends to watch movies that he wants to see, but nobody ever takes him. We watched that night... he loved it. However, I don't think that my dad was too happy about it. Apparently, he doesn't approve of the humor/content.
Today (Thursday)
Went to brother's game again... yay, they won! Went to the other Target in Whittier and got the George Foreman. Then returned The Sweetest Thing. (No late charges for Elaine!) And finally treated the siblings to In 'N Out... Mark made my fries while Eric toasted my buns. Haha. Now off to have dinner with my Mock Trial Coach (and currently brother's teacher), the other Mock Trial Coach and high school College Counselor. Wait, it gets better... tomorrow is with the high school Band Director...
Monday, January 06, 2003
OUR FOURSOME DOWN TO THREE...
Elaine pretty much got the gist of it... so refer to her blog for complete details. Yay for Pat and Oscars' PLUMP breadsticks, Caroline's impromtu piercing, pool, "Chicago" (mainly cuz of Richard Gere), junk food, Eric and Mark (hotties!), and last but not least... good friends.
Elaine pretty much got the gist of it... so refer to her blog for complete details. Yay for Pat and Oscars' PLUMP breadsticks, Caroline's impromtu piercing, pool, "Chicago" (mainly cuz of Richard Gere), junk food, Eric and Mark (hotties!), and last but not least... good friends.
Thursday, January 02, 2003
OoOOooO... PARTY-GIRL JAMIE
Been out every night this week except tonight. It's been good, decent fun, but I must admit, I love sitting my on arse at home, too. Did nothing but stay in my pajamas all day and watch a bunch of mindless TV, including replays over the Rose Parade, over and over and over again. Being home in LA has been associated with my life without any stress. And though I do agree that some stress is often good, I desperately needed a break from all the stress that I was puting myself through at school. It's a nice feeling being totally carefree, again. I've spent so much time with Kris this past week that we're both on the verge of killing each other. LOL. (Just like Ike and Tina, right?) Gosh, how I've missed the friendship we shared in high school. Kinda sucks that we're on different UC campuses, but things should be a lot better after she takes her car up North. Then we'll be able to hang out all the time! Haha, don't know if that's a good thing or not...
New Year's was a lot of fun... hit up two parties in one night! Jane and Jilly's awesome birthday bash and then post-midnight drinking with my roomies. (Yes, Elaine, you are now an honorary Haste girl.) Okay okay, so I make things sound a lot more scandalous than they really appear to be. Party #1 consisted of playing Taboo, Guesstures, watching Lilo & Stitch, and eating tons of good Chinese food! (Hey!!! My kind of fun!) Then we counted down with Dick Clark and celebrated over some sparkling peach cider. Party #2 was at Elaine's house where Caroline and Elaine's "brothers" were getting down with sparkling cranberry cider. (Newsflash: Sparkling apple cider was soooo last year! Haha.) More movie watching, or rather, rewinding to watch some "Academy Award winning acting" from Drive Me Crazy. Go figure... crazy boys. Then we listened to Elaine's "brothers" free-style while Caroline and I listened from the kitchen. "Honest, I was just there cuz I was hungry!" LOL.
Conclusion: No crazy drinking party, no lip-locking at the stroke of midnight, no bumpin' and grindin' with guys... just good clean fun with old friends, just the way I like it. So what if people think I'm a big prude... I'm fun no matter what. Baby, I'm the life of the party.
Been out every night this week except tonight. It's been good, decent fun, but I must admit, I love sitting my on arse at home, too. Did nothing but stay in my pajamas all day and watch a bunch of mindless TV, including replays over the Rose Parade, over and over and over again. Being home in LA has been associated with my life without any stress. And though I do agree that some stress is often good, I desperately needed a break from all the stress that I was puting myself through at school. It's a nice feeling being totally carefree, again. I've spent so much time with Kris this past week that we're both on the verge of killing each other. LOL. (Just like Ike and Tina, right?) Gosh, how I've missed the friendship we shared in high school. Kinda sucks that we're on different UC campuses, but things should be a lot better after she takes her car up North. Then we'll be able to hang out all the time! Haha, don't know if that's a good thing or not...
New Year's was a lot of fun... hit up two parties in one night! Jane and Jilly's awesome birthday bash and then post-midnight drinking with my roomies. (Yes, Elaine, you are now an honorary Haste girl.) Okay okay, so I make things sound a lot more scandalous than they really appear to be. Party #1 consisted of playing Taboo, Guesstures, watching Lilo & Stitch, and eating tons of good Chinese food! (Hey!!! My kind of fun!) Then we counted down with Dick Clark and celebrated over some sparkling peach cider. Party #2 was at Elaine's house where Caroline and Elaine's "brothers" were getting down with sparkling cranberry cider. (Newsflash: Sparkling apple cider was soooo last year! Haha.) More movie watching, or rather, rewinding to watch some "Academy Award winning acting" from Drive Me Crazy. Go figure... crazy boys. Then we listened to Elaine's "brothers" free-style while Caroline and I listened from the kitchen. "Honest, I was just there cuz I was hungry!" LOL.
Conclusion: No crazy drinking party, no lip-locking at the stroke of midnight, no bumpin' and grindin' with guys... just good clean fun with old friends, just the way I like it. So what if people think I'm a big prude... I'm fun no matter what. Baby, I'm the life of the party.
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