Will Smith in SD!!

So there's this guy going around and apparently he's a popular white guy. He's talking to all these dudes. About what?? How to get girls. This guy behind me is asking him how to get out of the friend zone. I don't want to look back but he's asian FASHO!! This guy is the new Hitch in UCSD. But this Hitch sounds like a total surfer...

These are only bits and pieces of what I got. He whispered half the time. I wonder why...

"Don't show her that you're interested but still be funny and stuff. You're fun, you're good looking, you've got a good smile."

"Have the F'n confidence."
"Dude, I'm doing exactly what you're saying"
"Well then what happened? Do you have her number?"
"Yes, I have her number."
"Then just wait a couple of days and call her."
"No, I can't do that."



So I just looked back and this white guy is tooooo cocky for how he looks. In other words...he's ugly.

"Pretend you're at an interview. Like you're talking to a little girl."

"You're posture, the way you talk. You take care of yourself, man. That's important. You're going to have money after college."





Dude. There's this guy from Europe or something and he asked to borrow Hitch's phone. When he gave it back he asked, "How much do I pay?"
"Are you freaken kidding me. It's free."
"No, please. How much do I pay?"
"Dude, just shake my hand. Welcome to America."

I guess he's nice inside. Horny...but nice.


Ah....Got to go to class. Bye bye!!

PHeart

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I'm downstairs in Geisel right now and just came back from getting my homework from the printer. As I was walking back I checked to see if people were wearing headphones. But as I was getting closer to my computer, this girl looking back at me from her computer was shaking her head "no." Did she hear me?? Oooops.


While I was walking from the computer to the printing station, I farted but didn't think it'd make a noise. But it did!! But I just kept on walking nonchalantly. It wasn't big or anything, but it was audible. I didn't think anyone would hear it but yeahhhh......apparently she did. Why wasn't she wearing headphones!!!



AND HOW DARE SHE SHAKE HER HEAD AT ME!! I mean come on. I don't know how Jeanne does it (if you knew her, then you'd know that she's a farting machine. You don't really have to know her that well either).

Scissors!!

Gawee moment on 25 March.


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I went to sleep with ear plugs because Janet snores like a BEAST!! Just kidding. I didn't want to wake up to the ear-splitting noise coming from the construction right outside our window. I'd rather wake up early (like I did yesterday) than wake up later to breaking concrete (like I did Wednesday).

As I was falling asleep, I felt the scissor lock coming. I tried to prevent it but it got me. I hate being in scissor lock because of all the stories my friends tell me. They always see things or hear things. And IIIII don't want to experience that. No thank you.

Ugh. I heard the whispers from L O S T. The whispers were so clear thanks to my darn ear plugs that were blocking out every other sound in the world. I prayed and prayed and prayed and every time I said "Jesus," "Lord," "God," "Holy Spirit," etc, the whispers would shriek and my body would tense up like craazaaaay~. But I kept on praying. I felt like an African American priest casting out demons from lowly old women.

When I finally got out of it, I readjusted my body and started to fall asleep again. No wait--I started to feel the scissor lock again. GOODNESS!! But before it could get me, I got up and ripped off those stupid ear plugs. I went into the living room to where Gina was studying because knocked-out Janet was no use. When I came outside, Gina wasn't there. But I decided to sleep on the couch where there was light than in my dark ask room.

I hate scissor lock.

Library Walk

This is one of my old blobs that I didn't post on March 1st.

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I'm trying to get to Geisel (infamous library that Phil adores) and this guy on Library Walk starts yelling at me.
Bananaman - HEY MA'AM!! ARE YOU GOING TO JAMBA JUICE TODAY?? HERE TAKE THIS (flier)!!!!
Me - No thanks! I have to study!
Bananaman - Alright! (To someone else) HEY MISTER, ARE YOU GOING TO JAMBA JUICE TODAY??



Going to class from Geisel on Library walk was a bother, too. I was studying my notes so that people wouldn't bug me. But the stupid people keep on coming.

Random guy I didn't bother to look at - Excuse me do you something something?
I just kept on walking cause I was in the zone!
RGIDBTLA - Oh, she has a midterm.

Random girl I didn't bother to look at - Excuse me do something something?
Again, I just kept on a-walking.

Green Peace Guy - Hey! Do you have some time?!
Me - No! I have to study for my midterm right now!!
GPG - Oh woah woah! OKAY!
Girl - Excuse me something something
GPG - Hey, she has a midterm to study for.

Thanks GPG. By the by, there are still riots at UCSD.




Yesterday I had dinner with Janice, Jane, and Javi (woah, all J's) and we were talking about the riots on campus. Janice, who no longer goes to UCSD, surprisingly knew a lot of about it. I told them that there are people rioting and yelling "Now!" "When do we want it?" "Now!" Or something like that.

I texted Janice today.
Me - Right when I got on campus I heard a huge ass group yelling "Now!" I can't believe it's still going on. Oh, and then I thought of you! Have a good work day. I hope the riot goes around Center Hall so my class gets canceled and so I don't have to take my midterm.
Janice - Hahah. "Blahblablah NOW!" Hope your midterm gets canceled.


Just because there are riots, classes get canceled?

YES!

Janet told me that her class got canceled because the riots around the social science building were HUGE!!! Luckyyy!!

Right before I was leaving Geisel to take my midterm I went to the bathroom. Me - Why am I procrastinating?? God, you don't want me to study, do you?? HUH? Right then and there God cut me using the bathroom stall door.

I have a cut near my lift knuckle and on exactly on my right knuckle. It hurts putting on and taking off my backpack. God doesn't want me to be a student. JK God!

Toe Jam

I was at a karaoke bar yesterday and watched my colonel sing. It was awesome.

Not the point.

I went to the bathroom at the bar, looked down, and saw blood all over two of my toes. I got so scared, I didn't know what happened. Who the heck stepped on my toes??

I think back and I feel like the colonel's wife stepped on it. The only reason I think it's her is that she apologized for stepping on it. But someone else could have stepped on it but not say anything. Those bastards.

When I got home, I looked at my toes carefully and saw that the middle toe on my right foot took the damage. The nail lifted up and got pulled back.

GGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!

I pushed back the nail because I didn't want it to grow all ugly. It hurt like a little bz.

It hurts to walk. If I walk, I have to keep my toes elevated because it hurts putting pressure on my toe. Then my shin starts to hurt because I'm constantly holding up my toes. I can't walk long distances. What is long distance?? A block. I was at Yardhouse in downtown SD today and walked from the restaurant to the parking structure. 2 blocks. I wanted to DIE!! Just kidding. But seriously. That's how much pain I'm in.

Someone get me crutches.

Ron, Where Are You?

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I left for San Diego at 7 this morning from Hannah's place on Nogales. There was a little bit of traffic so I got off Lambert and decided to go to McDonalds and do my QT there.


Question: Do people in Brea/Fullerton HATE McDonalds?


You would think that McDonalds would be on every corner or at least on every street. BUT IT'S NOT!!!!
This is what I found on my adventure--
5 Carl's Junior
6 7-11's
5 Subways (this is not surprising because I remember reading an article saying that there are more Subways in the world than there are McDonalds)
2 Farmer Boys
3 Jack in the Box
6 CVS (I didn't know CVS was everywhere.)

"Well, Rachel, why didn't you just go to Carl's or Jack in the Crack?"

I was so determined to find a McDonalds. And I was so STUBBORN. I didn't want to go to the 4th or 5th Carl's because that would have been a huge waste of time/gas when I could have just gone to the first one I passed by.

I sang the Old McDonald Had A Farm song out loud and in less than a minute, I found it!!!!!!!! In James, it says that we do not receive because we do not ask. I guess you have to ask the right person. In this case, it wasn't God, it was Ronald McDonald. JKJK!!! BLASPHEMER!! But I really thanked God when I FINALLLLLLLLY saw it. I had to do a double take at the McDonalds because I thought I was imagining it.





"Dude, I bet the drive wasn't even that bad, you complainer."

My, my, my.

Look at my route...=(

(The drive was more or less like this. And I really didn't want to show this picture but I HAD TO!!! I'm not complaining over a couple of minutes/miles...it was way more than that. I need a navi (hahaha nazi). I also wished I called someone but usually no one is up at 7:30am.)

Now, Sam, this is a waste of gas. The pho was good. Sorry you couldn't eat it yesterday.


What am I going to do in DE? I'm going to get lost up the butt. What what in the butt.




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I look back and see that I am so stupid. I told Grace about my adventure and she reminded me that there was a McDonalds next to Praise Leader Mike's place...great.

Can I Play?

Quint Det - the 5 AF detachments in southern California come together and compete in several different sports playing against 2 other dets (we didn't have time to play every det in every sport). The det that receives the most points wins the tournament.

About a month ago, I tried out for the flag football team (they need at least one girl on each side and on every team). I thought I was a shoe-in because 1) I'm a girl and 2) I have a couple years experience playing the game.

I didn't make the team.

WHYY~~~?

This stupid girl (not stupid. I'm kidding. I hope you're not reading this. I'm just jealous) was on her high school JV football team. That's insane. A girl on the football team. Anyway, so I wasn't able to put all the practice I did for Love Bowl (which didn't play out. I heard TKC got 2nd place. Did you guys not get 1st because you didn't cheat this time? Just kidding...bitter again) into Quint Det.

WHATEVER!

Not making the team meant free Saturdays (not like I had anything planned...but still).

The Tuesday before Quint Det (which was this past Saturday), I, along with a lot of other people (as in those who were rejected from all of the teams or didn't try out at all), scrimmaged against the football team because they needed the practice (not needed...wanted). I pulled 2 flags, and my rival didn't. That noob.

Marco - Hey Yu. You want to be a sub for Saturday just in case Palomino gets hurt?
Yu - Pfffffff. OKAY, SURE!



Saturday
I put on my cleats and was prepared to sub in. I even brought my mouth guard just in case.
"I hope I get to play today...at least for one minute." I hoped to myself.

During the first game-
I was on the sidelines cheering on the team and yelling things out. I didn't leave the coaches sight just in case they wanted me in.
Me - Hey, I hope she gets hurt so that I could play. But I hope she doesn't get hurt because that sucks.
Friend 1 - Do you want me to hurt her? I'll do it.
Me - Really? Yeah...no...no. You shouldn't. She has to get hurt on her own.

Palomino didn't get hurt. Thank goodness. But no thank goodness at the same time.


During lunch-
Friend 2 - Hey, this is the best time to hurt her. She won't know what hit her.
Me - No. you can't, you can't. Or can you...NO! No, you can't.

Friend 3 - Hey, Yu. You going to playing during the next game or what?
Me - Dawg, don't worry about it.

During the second game-
Friend 4 - You should ask him to play at least a little.
Me - No, it's okay. The deal was that if she gets hurt, I would sub in for her.
I put on my cleats again and was ready to dominate. But time was wounding down and my rival wasn't getting hurt.

I was becoming uninterested in the game and started chit chatting with one of the mothers who was watching. She had the CUUUTEST little African American baby (being politically correct is boring). All of a sudden I hear a group of people yelling my name.

"YU!"
"YUUUU!!"

They were cheering me on.

ME!?

As I was running down the sideline toward the coaches, everything was in slow motion. I saw each and every one of my friends' expressions: FINALLY!! I even saw the face of my colonel who was excited for me to play.
Was it finally my time to shine?? Will I get a chance to play?!


There were 2 minutes left in the game.
Kitt - You're in after this down.
Me - OMG I can't believe it. I GET TO PLAY?!!??

After that down, I start heading off to the field to switch with my rival.

Marco - No, come back. Palomino's alright. We thought she hurt her ankle, but she says she's okay.

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My hopes and dreams were crushed.
My heart is hurting as I am reminiscing on this moment.


At least my wish came true.

The last competition was a relay race and Palomino was a part of that team. After she ran, she fainted. Geez. Why couldn't she have fainted before football...just kidding...no, this time I'm not kidding. Really?? She just had to get hurt on her OWN after everything was over?? By the way, I hope you're better now, Palomino.



Technically, I was part of the team. They just didn't need to use me...the secret weapon. That sounded gay coming from me. But when my friend said that to me, I felt powerful.


Oh, and because we won the tournament (yeah suck it UCLA and USC. I'm joking about the sucking it) our colonel is going to sing at a karaoke bar this Saturday. This is going to be interesting.


Oh yeah, and I don't think anyone else had his/her name chanted from the sidelines...
I guess that was the upside to all of this.

Got Caught

Okay, I'm not moving to Tumblr or Xanga. But I am NOT going to write in this little time consumer everyday. This was an entry the day after I stopped blobbing...

If you've lived with me, then you'd know how much I hate it when people catch me falling asleep unless it's on my bed. I don't know what it is. Getting caught sleeping shows weakness. I don't know. I made that up. Anyway.

Jeanne ALWAYS takes pictures of me sleeping on the computer or on the couch and it reallllly bothers me. I think this is the first picture she's taken.

I've told her many times since then that it reallllly gets to me. So you know what she does??? She takes pictures of me without showing me...

Yesterday night Jeanne was looking through her photos on her phone and showed me alllll of the pictures she took. OMG She had almost 20 pictures. I knew she had a couple in her phone because she showed me.

Jeanne - (While showing me) Promise you won't delete it.

But I didn't know that she had a million.

I caught her once...

I think since then, she stopped taking creeper pictures of me...that I know of.

But she still has 20...

I'm really tempted to post this right now...but I'm not going to.

BACK TO TODAY----

I'll probably post up the other blobs I've done over the 40 days. But only the interesting ones. Some were pretty good. Can't wait for you to read it.

Moving On

Hello friends,

I am no longer using blogspot.

Bye.

Find me on Tumblr.

Oh and I decided not to post my blobs during lent because it's just too much.

If you want to read them, come find me and I'll tell you them in person.