rich, bold, and robust

three adjectives that i would NEVER use to describe mcdonald's coffee. coffee culture- I've been going to a few places around h-town with friends. yeah, i don't think i'll ever like coffee, even if i decide to get some with friends. and it feels like i see the same people no matter which coffeehouse i try out.

you and your date?! crassie, i am NOT going to attend a banquet sponsored by some asian organization on campus when me AND my date(s) are written in the WHO portion of the invitation. i'm going stag. Clare is SO keen on things, more than he knows it. HAHA! couldn't stop laughing last night.

i had the most awful dream last night- it was about clare and his filthy fling that usually leads to these massive hickeys on his neck. prolonging suction just a LITTLE too much. GROSS! i'm not going to go into any details except for the fact that they were both walking naked around the suite, shocking all the roommates (shocking in the awe/surprise sense, not shocking in the sexual technique sense).

my crushes on people are on and off. since it can't be sustained, i don't bother to ask anyone out or pursue them for that matter. that's an addendum to the fact that i feel like being single and don't want emotional attachments. clare thinks that i in fact enjoy being pursued but enjoy denying people even more. do you think that if you give women the slightest attention, they'll just cling onto you or think that you're romantically interested in them? you hang out with them for a dinner, a night, any event, and the next day they want to hang out again. just the two of you. ahhhhhhhh.

drab... those were flukes/anomalies/disruptions in rational thought/brain patterns. i think it's the soft blonde hair. i used to get so turned on by blonde hair in high school. who else do i fantasize about? haha, why so interested, b-rice? it's one of the asian girls in my life.

this members only jacket is making me feel too much like michael jackson in his thriller music video.

american college of traditional chinese medicine- i'll give it a try. why not? but where's potrero hill?

how much is the cost of education? there's 50,000 for culinary school, 50,000 for traditional medicine, and probably more than twice the previous two combined for regular medical school, unless i pursue an m.d./ph.d. eep. so the plan now is to find an apartment. hopefully under a grand.

right, last night. can't handle too much noise. i was sitting in the girls' suite just looking at the pair of scissors that came with the play-doh while drab was reading an article. it was quiet, almost silent. i liked that, just being there without an obligation to talk or initiate conversation. while some people like to discuss current events/gossip/life in general, i would prefer to just sit there and think to myself and let the rest of the world fade away. i also grew up in a household where we don't talk that, whether or not we're eating at the dinner table. even in california with my father's relatives, the table's usually quiet unless i initiate conversation with my cousins, but the older people get angry if we're too rowdy. i have yet to meet katherine sophia and drop her on her head, welcome her to the siu family.

oh, bricey-bryce. i cut josh's hair yesterday. later on that night, mousse commented on joshhest's hair and asked if he got it at a salon. i was flattered, but maybe she was just being nice. i have to repair the ever-growing mullet in the back of clare's head as well as the rat tail growing out the back of drab's head.