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This past week has been hectic for me. I’ve been trying to juggle with school, work, tutoring, club meetings, peer advising, teaching, and applying for EAP. Ugh! Don’t get me wrong, I love everything that I do (well, most of it at least). But I get drained out like those poor greens in a salad spinner. There’s always so much to do. In the past, I’ve considered myself to have pretty good time management skills. But those skills seem to be losing their touch, and I’m always ending up with a crap load of shit to do. My bed time has been bumped down 3 hours. That may not seem like much, but I can feel the difference. Oooh yea~! *kevin’s face crashes into the keyboard...zZzZzzz*

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*drool* OK! I’M AWAKE! I’M AWAKE!

Where did all my free time go?!!!?!?! I can’t even run upstairs to blow kisses to my roommates anymore. If any of you four are reading this, you know I love you. In the mean time, warm up my seat on the stairs will ya? It’s the second step down.

Man, why do kids who don’t do shit in school have a RECESS BREAK and we don’t (I do love kids though). I want to have time to watch my movies/anime/TV shows, read my X-Men comic books, and to call my family and friends more often. I also want to be able to go to the gym, so I can look like mini Arnold Schwarzenegger. And OMG! I’ve been missing all those OPRAH specials! *sobs* No seriously, so many “good” shows are TV right now. I recently got Comcast cable and I barely spend enough time with it. Truly, a sad story. I want my HOMEBODY life back!

Sorry. I just needed somewhere to vent...

Two nights ago, I had a dream that I was on death row. It was quite frightening. I remember most vividly that I was calling my family to say good-bye to them. My sister asked me, “when are you coming back to San Francisco." I responded, “I don’t think I can ever come home again. The next time you’ll see me is when I’m buried in the ground.” Something sad and cheesy like that. Man, those words were so powerful. I swear I was crying like crazy. I forgot how I was going to get executed, but I think it was through lethal injection. The physical atmosphere and emotional intensity were so realistic. The thought about waiting for your death to come was unbearable. It’s like you know you’re going to die soon and all you can do is wait for it to happen. Ahhh! Finally, the day of the execution came. As I was getting strapped onto my death bed, a riot miraculously broke out. Prisoners were all over the place, and so, they had to stop my execution. Phew!

Being the paranoid person that I am, I went onto www.dreammoods.com to check what it all meant. Here’s what I got:

Execution: To see an execution in your dream, denotes that you will suffer some misfortune from the carelessness of others. To dream that you miraculously escape your own execution, signifies that you will overcome your enemies and succeed in gaining wealth.

You know what would be an interesting movie to see: "Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?" And you should already know who would be perfect for the role. haha. I’m sure you guessed it. Yes, Angelina Jolie. I can just imagine her wearing her red fedora hat and her red trench coat jumping from country to country. Sadly, not a lot of people know who the infamous Carmen Sandiego is. Even so, I think it would be awesome to see the mastermind at work again. You know who else would make a good Carmen Sandiego? Catherine Zeta Jones. Am I right or am I right?

Don’t ya’ll just miss your childhood years? I sure do. Last Friday, some middle school classmates and I got together for a little reunion. It felt really good to see everyone again—to see how we’ve all changed and grown. First, we went ice-skating at the Yerba Buena center. Then, we went to Mel’s Drive-In to grab a late night snack. Lastly, we needed a place to chat so our friend decided to open up his restaurant for us to use. How cool is that?! Everyone had stories to tell and experiences to share. It was funny to see that some people haven’t changed a bit. Like the class clown was still the charmer of the crowd, and the smart ass was still...ummm...the ass. haha. One of our classmates remembered sooo many things that it made it seem like we were reliving our middle school years. But I gotta tell ya, we were the most problematic class ever! Seriously, all the teachers agreed that we were the hardest to tame. We were like a bunch of wild animals savaging for attention. rawr~ It was a nightmare (for the teachers at least)! Have you ever heard of a 7th grade class that needed monthly group therapy/counseling sessions? How the sessions worked was that we would all gather in a circle and each person would get a chance to express his or her own feelings. The only rule was that we can speak only when we have the “talking” ball in hand. There was yelling, crying, and all that crazy shit. *sigh* So innocent, yet so much drama...I guess we were just young and stupid. But now, it’s funny to think back and laugh at those moments. Good times! Good times!

Summer has been chill. Since I’m not taking any classes, I don’t have that extra baggage of stress on my back. So for me, it’s just work! work! work! I tell people that my reason for working is so that I can save up. But I’m like, save up for what?! I find it surprising that right now...at this moment, there’s absolutely nothing that I want to buy. So yea, I don’t know what I’m saving up for. Marriage perhaps? Haha jk. I guess that’s a good thing though. I use to spend a lot of money on clothes, but for the past year or so, all I’ve been buying are electronics, videogames, movies, and etc. Maybe it’s just a phase...

All work and no school seems fun, but I feel like I’m not being productive enough. Plan A was to go to school and work on campus. Plan B was to work on campus, find a job off campus, and do an internship. But now I’m stuck with Plan C, which is just WORK. I’m not saying that I don’t want a relaxing summer, but I’d rather be productive. You know? I want to set myself up to be prepared for the REAL world. It just seems so hard to find a job these days, and the feeling of being unemployed (after graduation) is creeping up on me. I’ve also been contemplating whether or not I should go to grad school. I don’t know. I feel like the more degrees you get the more likely they’ll backfire on you. I know I should be planning ahead, but I want to focus on my present right now. I constantly stress out about my future, and so I forget how to enjoy the things in my life right now.