ahh, a great way to end the school year. here's what i've been up to:
Memorial Day
great day for the beach. the weather was getting all wierd a couple days beforehand and i was all hesitant on if i should schedule a beach day. "cloudy in the morning, clearing in the afternoon, high of 69 degrees." didn't sound all that appealing but chris said "fuck it, lets go anyways." damn good thing he did because it ended up being a perfect day at the beach.
the place was PACKED and parking was a biaatch (about 40 minutes ). what originally was gonna be just me and chris ended up being a crowd of 12. good times, good times.
Basketball Championships
Team Monstars finished the season with a convincing 20-2 record. that makes 3 championship seasons and 4 finals appearances in 5 years for me.
the beginning of the season was a bitch because we had like 13 guys on our team. our captain was a ballhog, this other guy would just chuck up bad threes all day and it was a dogfight trying to get playing time. some people stopped showing up, our chemistry got a lot better and towards the end of the season our team defense and offense was un-fucking-beatable.
The Class that Changed My Career
very few times in your school career you end up taking a class with a professor that teaches you so much more than stuff in the classroom. this quarter i had such a professor.
beginning of the quarter the first thing he said to us was this:
Professor Uyboco: there are two ways of motivating people. the first way is by fear. the second way is by desire. most teachers try to motivate their students to do work by focusing on grades. that's motivation by fear. i don't want to do that. instead, i will tell you stories that will hopefully instill desire in you to learn. i don't want you to take notes. all i want is for you to lend me your ears and listen.
such an awesome professor. i learned so much from him this quarter. he inspired me enough to change my career track to enterprise resource planning, which is what he specializes in.
anyways, there was no final for the class; just weekly quizzes and two projects. the last project was a huge one. my group members and i had to develop a business proposal on how to maximize effeciency for a company using the internet and enterprise systems (ever hear of PeopleSoft??). instead of having a final, we had to present our proposal to the class as if we were consultants pitching a huge multi-million dollar project. we had to wear suits and everything.
the cool thing about this class is i've been doing a lot of this stuff already. the577.com and justbball.com...both of my sites have given me experience that i was able to apply to the project. this stuff just comes natural to me and professor uyboco refined my skillz.
after our presentation (and several other presentations that he completely ripped on), he had some words for us:
Professor Uyboco: i have just one thing to say to you guys: if i were you, i would print a copy of this for myself and use it the next time i go into a job interview. excellent work, guys. this was extremely well done.
oh man, that felt good to hear...getting big props like that for something that i want to do as my career.
Random Stuff
"notch" is a new word for "hot." for example: jessica alba wore a see-through dress to the mtv music awards. her boobs are a fucking notch.
"proper" is a new word for "cool" or "tight." for example: i'm gonna get a 30inch lcd monitor / tv. that shit is proper.
guys popping their collars = (unless your name is samir).
finally watched the filipino-american movie, The Debut. it wasn't all that great but for some reason i liked it.
in the special features section of The Debut DVD, they had an audience review section which had a half-second clip of my classmate, Khaled, from webb.
just when i thought i've had enough of friendster and facebook...i went ahead and turned into a myspace whore too.
karma's a bitch. just ask shaq.
Songs of the Moment
23 - Jimmy Eat World
Never No Never - Drop N Harmony
My Friend - Drop N Harmony
When You Love Someone ft. Premiere - Drop N Harmony
All Because of You ft. Young Rome - Marques Houston
Look at a stone cutter hammering away at his rock, perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred-and-first blow it will split in two, and I know it was not the last blow that did it, but all that had gone before.
// i'm tired as hell so i'll just make this quick...
Last Week
aced my accounting final. no more class on mondays, wednesdays or fridays. just a couple more weeks of projects and then...summer school.
Got Sick / An Epiphany
remember my new years resolution for 2005? to stop eating off the floor? well, in the past i used to get sick every month. if i didn't one month, i'd get sick twice the next month. no joke, ask alan & james...i'd always be sick when they did their monthly visits. anyways, ever since my new years resolution, 5 months and 19 days later...i got sick for the first time this year. something to tell your kids...
Kainoa's 2nd Birthday / My First Trip to Disneyland
got there @ 11:30am, stayed there til closing, a little bit past 10pm.
had my first funnel cake evar. oh, the heaven of mountain whipped cream...oh, the hell of lactose intolerance...
first ride we did was buzz lightyear. i kinda sucked the first time around.
my cousins shop too damn much. spent A LOT of time at the gift store.
tower of terror was pretty tight. note to self: when on one of these free-falling type rides, grab your handle bars for safety...not the penises of the guys next to you...
soarin' california was a ride. actually got my weakass all motion-sick.
strips, dips & chips are
i think i have a new fetish...the disneyland block party girls. (my camera was too slow and too weaksauce to keep up with all the hot performers. i only managed to get this one)
i can just see it now...
Mel's New Fantasy:
Mel: come on, baby. you know how i like it. Mel: put on that disney costume and to the locomotion again. Mel:
star (wars) tour is hella old. the little orientation/safety video has a chinese dude with a turqoise polo shirt, brown aviater sunglasses, a blue trucker hat and dinky green umbro shorts. the ride was aight. its just funny seeing how "futuristic" looked in the eyes of people in the 70s.
indiana jones was a fun ride. the only gay part was this freakin' eager beaver indian chick that kept cutting in front of people in line. seriously, this chick cut in front of 10 people, including us. its all good though, karma bit her in the ass when the lines split up...she ended up in the slow-as-hell line while we ended up in the fast lane.
note to self: when going down that final drop of the log ride on splash mountain, lifting up your shirt to expose your manbreasts to the in-action-camera while the person behind you squeezes your nipples is considered as a "safety violation." they will delete the photo and refuse to sell it to you after the ride.
note to self: the heaviest person should NEVER sit at the front of the log ride.
this holiday is a two-day thing: day one is feasting on mexican food; day two is massive taco shits.
Tough Crowd
i had group presentations for accounting. of all the presentations i've ever done, i could not get a laugh out of the crowd. its all good though, i got an A anyways.
I'm a Winner
i got another sweepstakes from my car dealership. last time i won a trip for two to anywhere, three days, two nights. this time...this time i won...a trip for two to anywhere, three days, two nights.
Beach Weekend
it was chill. friday with chin, rose and her bf. saturday with chris and karen. oh yeah, and how could i ever forget:
i was lying on the beach relaxing with my pecker when out of no where...
SPLAT on my leg.
damnit chin, stop throwing mud balls at me, i'm trying to relax. you hear me?? ...chin??"
i take the shirt off my face and look around...chin is no where to be seen.
"who the fuck threw mud at me?" i thought to myself. i'm still wondering what the fuck just happened and what this gooey stuff is on my leg....i turn to my right and i see a seagull lookin' back at me. it finally hit me.
THAT FUCKING SEAGULL SHAT ON ME. YUCK!!! and it wasn't just a little bit, it was HUUGE. the bird seriously had something against me because this was bird shit with a vengeance.
Just When You Think You've Had Enough
i get pood on again by a bird on the way to lunch.
Free Frosties!!!
i got 13. it felt so cool just pulling up to the drive thru and saying "gimme 5 free frosties, bitch!!" haha.
Songs of the Moment
Eric Prydz - Fading like a Flower
Jimmy Eat World - The World You Love (Preview in iTunes) »
ok so this past week I've been on call for jury duty in Compton. I've been called to jury duty twice before and both times I was never actually called in for service. for the past few days I was having the same luck...but then last night (thursday) I called in and hear the words that you never want to hear:
Pre-Recorded Message:
Thank you for calling 1-800-SRV-JURY. You have reached the beautiful Los Angeles Superior Court House in Compton...please report to the court house on friday...april...twenty-ninth at _seven...forty...five...AM...
fuck!!!!
i started freaking out. so naturally, I started IMing some people. it wasn't until joyce's blunt "yeah, and..." (in the "so what's the big deal" kinda way) that I realized maybe i'm just overreacting; Compton can't be that ghetto.
friday morning rolls around, just about 5 hours after I get back home from cal poly. (this is literaly the earliest I've woken up since november. hell, just the other night I went to bed @ 5:30 in the morning.) so yeah, i'm grumpy as balls but I manage to get out of bed and into the shower.
around 6:30ish, i'm standing in front of my closet completely naked (haha, just had to mention that) and i'm debating wtf I should wear. "i'm going to the ghetto...but i'm also going to a court house..." I stood there naked for 10 minutes, debating on what would meet a ghetto court house dress code. I ended up wearing some old jeans and my faded black microsoft polo shirt with a couple holes in it. I figuered "hey, maybe they'll think I just got this lame ass shirt from a thirft store or something."
10 minutes later, I get in my car and start up the engine. low and behold, of all songs to first hear on the radio...its 2pac's California Love. no fucking joke.
2pac - California Love:
California...knows how to party
California...knows how to party
In the citaaay of L.A.
In the citaaay of good ol' Watts
In the citaaay, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin!
fast forward about half an hour. i'm following people from the ghetto parking lot to the ghetto court house. "man, this is my first time," some random mexican dude says to me. "yeah, same here." I look around and finally realize that all these people are in the same boat as I am...we all hate jury duty, we all hate getting up this early and most of us aren't from Compton. "hey, maybe this isn't gonna be that bad afterall..."
after going thru the metal detectors and getting frisked by security (hehe) I found myself in the lounge with about 250 others, watching some completely lame orientation video...
Random Guy's Video Testimonial:
At first I hated the idea of coming in for jury service. But after the whole experience, I really felt good about myself. I can't wait to do it again!!
WTF that's such bullshit!!!!!
anyways, after the video we had about an hour to spank off. normally i'd be browing the internet or something on my cell phone but noooooo, cell phones with cameras are forbidden. LAAAME. instead I amused myself with my iPod Shuffle, until...
Intercom:*bing* Alfred Gonzales, please report to the front desk. You forgot to write down your occupation. Intercom:*bing* Anna Paris, please report to the front desk. You forgot to write down your policy number. Intercom:*bing* Daniel Thomas, please report to the front desk. You forgot to write down your emergency contact.
what dumbasses!! retards don't know how to fill out a damn form!! *shakes head*
Clerk:*bing* Melvin Tajon, please report to the front desk immediately.
what the fuck...
Clerk: today's your lucky day!! you're the first one on the jury list!! here, I need you to deliver these papers to the judge right now. 10th floor, court room E. you'll go up first and then the rest of the 100 juror candidates will be up in a bit. Mel: does this mean i'm on the pane-- Clerk:interrupts run along now have fun byeeee!!
okaaaaaaaay...
so after about 20 minutes of waiting, we eventually got into the court room were greeted by a welcome speech from the judge. after about 5 minutes of pleasantries, he finally gets to the point:
Judge:
this is a criminal case. it is the people vs. , , , and _____.
this case involves burglary, assault with a deadly weapon, attempted murder and terrorist threats. we have one attorney for each of the five defendants...this trial is expected to go til may 27th.
OMFG one full month?!?! one whole month of commuting from cal poly to Compton??!? one damn month of juggling the last few weeks of spring quarter and full 9-to-5's in court???
i'm still in shock but the drama continues...
Courtroom Secretary:
when I call your name, please take a seat on the juror panel...
tajon, melvin, please take a seat. you are juror #1.
fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!
anyways, the next few hours were a bitch. the judge and each of the 6 attorneys got to interview the 18 juror candidates as a group. they'd ask all these moral questions over and over and over. the judge is actually a funny guy; he'd make fun of all the jurors...including my ass. DOH. he totally ripped apart the old fobby asian dude:
Juror #9: I no speaka english good. I have hard time understand completely. Judge: you don't understand english? Juror #9:nods Judge: how long have you been here in the states? Juror #9: 20 something Judge: how long? Juror #9: 27 years Judge: what is your occupation? Juror #9: umm car...machine-ist Judge: mechanic? Juror #9: yes. Judge: how many kids do you have? Juror #9: two. Judge: do you have to speak english at work? Juror #9: only at meetings. Judge: well, I don't see the problem because you understood our whole conversation just now. Juror #9: Doh!
so yeah, it was obvious that jurors were trying to talk their way out of the jury panel. some people told me that I should just say "i'm prejudice against black people" or whatever. sorry, that wasn't gonna happen. i'd like to see you say that in front of a hundred people and then get interrogated by the judge (who btw was black) and also a team of attorneys (three of which were black). I eventually got the spotlight and got to plea my situation...
Mel: i'm a fulltime student at cal poly pomona AND mt. san antonio college and-- Judge:interrupts I already told you, we don't excuse you just for being a fulltime student. we've all been there before, we know what its like. these guys went to law school and also served jury duty, we've all been there. you're not gonna fail. Mel: well, that's the thing...i flunked out of cal poly last fall, so I started going to mt. sac. and then I just got back into cal poly this spring and if I screw up one more time, its over. I have finals at mt. sac coming up and I can't afford missing a month of class at cal poly with finals in the first week of june... Judge: so you're gonna flunk out twice?? *LOL* Mel: (cries inside) Judge: *sarcastically* don't worry, we'll take care of you. *wink*
"we'll take care of you???!"Â that sarcastic fuck, wtf is that supposed to mean???!
so anyways, another hour passes by and the day was coming to a close. it was time for the attorneys to vote off the people they don't want to be on the jury panel.
Defense Attorneys: The defense would like to excuse...Juror #9 [the old fobby asian dude] Judge: Juror #9, you may leave. Juror #13 [also an old fobby asian dude], take his seat.
Juror #9 proceeds to the door and Juror #13 quietly follows him...
Judge: where the hell do you think you're going?? tryin' to sneak out the door, eh? LOL nice try buddy, take your seat. Judge: you [attorneys] may now continue...
5 juror vote offs later...
District Attorney: the people would like to excuse... District Attorney: Juror #1 Mel: me?? Judge: yes, you're excused. now get those damn grades up!!
ZOMFG, they excused me!!?!! HELL YEAH.
i had the hardest time acting non-chalant about it. its like winning in an award show; on the outside you're happy and modest but in the inside you're like "fuck yeah, bitch!!! who's your daddy, mr. second place?? who's your daddy!!! I am!!! that's right!!! sit your asses down, bitches!!!"
so yeah, I somehow managed to get out of a month long criminal trial in Compton. I swear, god has a wierd sense of humor. I can just see him up there, "hmmm, i'm bored...i think i'll fuck around with mel...i wanna watch him squirm for a day"
haven't updated in a long ass time, mainly cuz nothing exciting has been happening these past few weeks. here's a few randoms to show you that i'm still alive:
i won a 3 day, 2 night trip for two to just about anywhere in the states. there's all these wierd ass conditions and stipulations on it...which make it a lot less appealing. i don't think my hand counts as a person, so technically i'm single. ended up giving it to my parents.
Deland - Chapters. He's a friend of mine from cerritos and this is his first R&B album. its on sale @ tower records in lakewood and long beach. most of his success is in asia, which is pretty . i actually went out and bought his cd...instead of being the cheap ass and downloading it from limewire pro...
school is doing aight. i have some really cool teachers that are actually passionate about teaching. that makes learning so much more meaningful. oh yeah, i just found out that they chopped off 18 units from my major. that's a full quarter that i don't have to take!! well, at my pace its more like 2 quarters. that puts me in perfect schedule to graduate spring '06!!! yes, i'm actually gonna graduate!!!
impulse buy of the moment....an ipod shuffle. i fuckin' love the thing. yes, i already have a 20gb ipod right now but i wanted something smaller and lighter for when i go to the gym. and i wanted to have music with me when i chill at the bitch without being paranoid of losing/breaking my original $300 ipod. so cute and tiny...i named it Pecker.
met another guy that's born on march 20th.
cousin Joel and Ira had a baby shower for their future son, Marco de Guzman. he's gonna be the third addition to the next generation of scarfers in the family. anyways, there was this one game where they put melted chocolate bars in diapers and you had to guess which candy bar was which. is it wrong that i wanted to eat the chocolate right out of the diaper??
"Little Boy Blue because he was broke."
we had room selection for the village the other week. i finally got into an apartment with chin & jp, which has been the original plan since last summer. unfortunately some cockmaster named matt took the room that i wanted, so i'm stuck with the piece of shit shoebox sized room that faces the train tracks. i can just hear it now: CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! CHOOOOOO CHOOOOOOOO!!!!! CHOOOO CHOOOO CHOOOOOOOO!!!!! ah well, i know matt from the dorms and he's cool...and its damn good to be living with friends instead random dudes.
i've been on call for jury duty all this week. its wednesday now and they haven't called me in. being summoned for jury duty is ...but jury duty in COMPTON is a whole 'nother story. to all you non-cali people, i'm sure you've heard of compton, ca...its the hardcore, ghetto ass place that all of the rappers rap about...
anyways, that's all for now.
Songs of the Moment
The Starting Line - Bedroom Talk
Mariah Carey - We Belong Together
Rob Thomas - Streetcorner Symphony
Backstreet Boys - Never Gone (unreleased album but downloadable)
got back into cal poly!!!! feels damn good to be back in school again. i kinda got stuck with a shitty schedule again -- two 4-hour night classes, tuesday and thursday -- but whatevers, i'm just glad to be back.
Tuesday
shopping with joyce & meliss. although it was more like me & meliss watching joyce shop, haha. god damn, that girl shop...i think she could hang with my cousins & aunties 8 hour shopping sprees.
my first night class @ cal poly (ebz451) was later on. its one of those four-hour-class, meet-once-a-week classes... but it actually isn't that bad. we had two 20 minute breaks and got excused like 30 minutes early. the professor seems cool...he's like a computer geek but not. at the end of the night he started spitting out perverted jokes during lecture. i think we're gonna get along just fine.
Wednesday
since mt. sac was on break, i had wednesday off. kicked it with phoebe the whole day. bitch had to wake me up during my mid-afternoon slumber but it was chill.
later that night cathy called me up. cruised over to her place and watched that new bernie mac & ashton kutcher movie, Guess Who. good movie. couldn't really chill or eat afterwards cuz she was still recovering from her wisdom teeth removal.
oh yeah, cathy had a funny lisp all night too.
Thursday — Caesar Chavez Day!!
cal poly and lots of california had the day off for Caesar Chavez Day. what is Caesar Chavez Day? ummm i guess it has something to do with mexicans.
anyways, originally the plan was to go to disneyland...but shit happened and it never worked out (again). it was all good cuz there was a backup plan...Beach Day.
chin and i cruised down to huntington, got there around 2ish. technically it was just gonna be us two the whole day....but then people called and next thing we know there were 13 of us:
me (always me first), chin, rose & her bf, phoebe & her friend anna, jp, christine, chain, travis, bojo, chris, and karen.
played some beach volleyball, jacked some firewood @ albertsons, started up a bon fire, roasted some hot dogs...it was so chill, it reminded me of the kickbacks back home in udhailiyah. gotta bring marshmallows, a football, guitar/ukulele and a stereo next time.
to top off the night, we headed to BJs in cerritos. BJs after beaching has pretty much been tradition carried over from last summer. alan & james made it down from vegas to join in on the happy-hour feasting.
it was a damn great day for going to the beach. i'm looking forward to making this a weekly ritual over summer.
Friday
just kickin' it with the homeboys. the usual day of arguing where to eat, cracking gay jokes, watching movies on the 60" and "shampoo" late at night.
oh yeah, we watched Sin City...but i kept falling asleep during the movie cuz of the night before.
Saturday
alan & james were in occidental for a lacrosse game, so i had breakfast by myself @ duke's. normally there's a key to use the bathroom right next to the cashier, but for some reason it wasn't there. i walked over to the bathroom and noticed the key was already in the hole...so naturally i opened the door to use the bathroom....
and then right in front of me was some old fogie, bent over with his pants and undies to his ankles... :yack:
lemme tell you something...seeing some old dude's wrinkly, hairy balls is NOT the way you want to start out the day.
aaaaanyways, i got my hairr did then headed down to SD for april's not-so-surprise party. (not exactly a surprise party when your mom asks you for all your friend's numbers for "no reason.") it was a chill night, had dinner @ buca di beppo.
speaking of buca di beppo, have you guys ever used the bathroom there?? i dunno if all buca di beppo's are the same but the guys restroom was just overwhelmed with black & white pictures of naked baby penises and babies urinating. what a day...first some old dude's balls and now a buncha baby penises.
back at the dinner table, we had a lot of damn good food. it was kinda funny cuz there was a little hidden tension between me and april's brother...and the last slice of pizza.
Mel: Michael: Mel: (what are you looking at, biatch?? that last slice is mine!!!) Michael: Michael:takes the last slice Mel: ()
the force is definitely strong in this one. hell, he knew about the 3 distinct types of slices of (square-cut) pizza. you know, just like with lasagnas & brownies...there's the corners, the sides and the middles... (yes, eating is like a game of strategy). michael did an excellent job of serving everything and saving the biggest corner slice for himself.
okay, so i didn't get the last slice of pizza and all, but i definitely did my damage elsewhere...and apparently it was noticable:
babytoes81: my mom loved how you "cleaned" your plate
after dinner we chilled @ her place for a bit, watched the incredibles, then i had to drive back home.
really pissed off right now, and i can't sleep without venting somehow. so instead of rolling around in bed for the next few hours, i'm gonna do something constructive and share a deep thought with you all.
First Law of Thermodynamics
Energy can niether be created nor destroyed. It can only be converted from one form to another.
yeah yeah, we've all heard this from highschool physics or chem or whatever; electricity, heat, radiation, blah blah blah.
but what about emotions??
i don't know about you guys but in all of my life experiences, emotional energy doesn't just disapate into thin air. it stays with you, unless you use the energy to do something.
like when people get mad (negative energy). some people go to the gym to relieve the stress. some write music. some break things. some eat a lot. some go out and have rough sex (). personally, i either take it to the basketball court, talk/bitch to someone about it or vent it out in my blog (much like right now).
Second Law of Thermodynamics
In all energy exchanges, if no energy enters or leaves the system, the potential energy of the state will always be less than that of the initial state.
this is the cool thing about emotional energy. when you do something to vent out your stress, some of the negativity will be lost in the process. (ok, technically "lost" isn't the best word to describe this, but its late and i can't think of the right word )
if you don't learn to channel that energy, it'll just keep building up inside of ya. that's definitely not cool with negative energy because slowly the irritations become anger, then anger turns to rage, then rage turns to something like Columbine.
here's what i'm trying to get at: the next time your significant other or close friend has something to bitch about, listen to them. its just their way of releasing bad energy. hopefully they'll be bitching about something to you and not bitching at you.
there's a big difference.
the first one is constructive. when the energy is transferred from the person bitching to you (the listener), you then convert that energy into positive energy just by simply being supportive of them.
the latter is just a way of dumping all their shit onto you. negative energy is directed straight at you. the venter will feel better (ie like a big weight has been lifted of their shoulders) but you'll be left with anger, depression or whatever.
basically the next time you get pissed off, use the energy to do something (hopefully constructive, not destructive) cuz at the end of it, you'll feel a lot better.
as for me, all my negative energy is spent cuz i wrote out this little shpiel. i feel a lot better now. thank you, goodnight.
Update
Habibtisbd: near my door i have these words " keep a clam steady flow of positive energy, negative energy is created by the human mind, Habibtisbd: worry is negative energy, give positive energy to receive positive energy, react to negative energy with positive energy, the difference between us all is how we choose to handle the siutations we are given"
Advisor: well mel, you've done a great job since i last saw you. Advisor: lets see what classes you should register for this quarter... fuck yeah!!! give it to me, mama!!! that's the shit i like!!
so my hard work, perfect attendence and prayers have finally paid off. oh man, it feels fucking good. now i just need to deal with the horror of late registration...
funny side story: i was gonna deliver the final paperwork to the registrar but the secretary forgot to give me one of the forms. she called me but my phone was off, so she heard my little porn music voicemail greeting.
when i got back:
Secretary: yeah, i tried to call you but your phone was off Secretary: then i heard your little...voicemail...porn...music thing... Secretary: so i just hung up
// just for fun, let's see what happens when i dedicate a post to excessive use of the naughty smilie...
Hangin' with the Webb homies
The 17th was Walter's birthday so Joe, Jose, Stan and I went to visit his grave. I've seen Joe and Stan a few times the past few months, but I hadn't seen Jose in like a year and a half. The last time I saw him was in Santa Monica and it was the first time I played beer pong. Hell, it was the first time I ever got drunk off beer!! Ah man, those were good times.
We were all chillin' in the memorial park, catchin' up on old times and then Stan felt it was time to smoke out. It was chill but then all of a sudden Walter's parents showed up. Its funny when you watch a stoner try to act all sober while talking to parents.
It was a chill afternoon to bond with the fellas.
It wasn't long enough
I didn't really have a spring break this year. Cal Poly and Mt. Sac's breaks were off-set so when everyone went out, I was left behind with a couple classes and an exam @ Mt. Sac. It's all good though cuz I had a lot of me time to myself...you know, catch up on reading and stuff.
After my exam @ Mt. Sac, I headed home and chilled with family the rest of the break. My parents are still in town cuz pops has to continue his radiation treatment for a few more weeks.
The ever elusive trip to Disneyland
Man, one thing about breaks is its always the best time to do stuff...but its also the hardest to organize because everyone's home doing their own thing. All I wanted was to have a magical afternoon with Elisa, Joyce and Meliss. First we planned to go on Tuesday, butt that got shut down cuz of rain up the ass. Then we tried to plan it for Saturday and that didn't work out either. All I want is my first time to be special.
Back into Cal Poly??
Well, spring quarter starts @ Cal Poly tomorrow and technically I'm still not a student. I managed to pull of a B- in my Managerial Finance class, which is okay. I really wanted at least a solid B butt I couldn't help it....the professor and the girl next to me were too distracting.
Right now I have a C+ in Accounting (Mt. Sac), so tomorrow I'm gonna go talk to the advisor chick. Hopefully this time around, things will go well.
Randoms
unlimited renting from blockbuster online is the shiznat, especially if you rent a new dvd on the daily basis.
mark got a 30" lcd monitor for his computer. its soooooo BIG!!!
totinos thin crisp pizza are the shiznat. its damn good to find flavors that i grew up on here in the states.
CDs of the Moment
Lifehouse's self-titled album
112's Pleasure & Pain album
Al Green's Everything's Ok album
Always remember that you're special and unique...just like everyone else.
on the 20th day of march of 2005, my 23rd birthday, i present to you...a list of 23 random things that came to my head.
today is the official first day of spring.
the World Pizza Championships is on food network right now. god must be trying to tell me something.
joyce & melissa are officially the coolest girls in montecito.
elisa is officially the coolest girl in the suites.
april is officially the coolest girl in the village.
i was born @ 2:54am PST.
hussam, ben dey (webb), RT (webb), ashley holmes (cpp) are also very cool because we all share the same birthday. i also met 2 other people in SB that were born today.
the last thing i ate when i was 22 was two cheeseburgers & fries from in-n-out.
the first person to wish me happy birthday was anthong...although technically he did it one day prematurely. he's still cool though.
i'm not wearing any underwear.
my all-time favorite birthday convo
Tyrant Hou: sup tajon mel my finger: tajon? today you must refer to me as The Birthday Boy Tyrant Hou: how about faggot boy... Tyrant Hou: how old are you, faggot boy?
random birthday memory: 9th grade, we had rehearsal for that one play, The Mikado.
melissa le called me exactly @ 12:03am. i think she wants my balls.
i want to get my free birthday pizookie @ BJ's...but i'm afraid they'll remember i did that less than 6 months ago...
one of these years i'm gonna drive around to all of the restaurants that give free food to birthday people.
what's the best part of having sex with twenty-three year olds? there's twenty of 'em!!!!
if i go to a strip club and tell 'em its my birthday, do you think i'll get a free lapdance?
my balls are blue.
i wonder if they still give those paper birthday crowns @ burger king. that'd be cool.
i just realized my parents were having sex around 23 years and 9 months ago...
random birthday memory: first grade(?), jason delgado almost smacked farah nsouly in the face instead of the pinata cuz we spun him too much.
cock!!
balls!!!
(sorry, kinda rushed the last two cuz i couldn't think of anymore random things...all this thinking was making me hungry. )
