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azuriteGwah. Couldn't go online last night because Mom was expecting a call... then by the time she got off, I was too tired and too sore (more later) to bother. So, here I am. :)
I went to SFSU to drop off my papers again, and I hung out with the people tabling at the Anime FX table again. Not surprisingly, Jimmy was less than enthused to see me. He keeps referring to me as a 'high school kid' even though I went to college before HE did. Age doesn't matter. :P Whatever, if he ever had any nice bones in his body, they're contaminated with some poisonous mallow now. *sigh*
On the bright side, I had a lot of fun talking to Adrianna and Aileen. Adrianna is a fashion merchandising major, which you don't see a whole lot of, especially outside of the private academies like Academy of Art and AI. And I would know, I went to the former school! Most people were into design rather than Merchandising... and the cool thing is, Adrianna's double-majoring with Business, because she wants to open up a fashion company that caters to otaku! How cool this that? I definitely want to help out with that, if I could. Aileen brought some delicious blueberry loaf, too. And I think she brought some Dad's Root Beer, but that was gone before you could say 'A-ni-me.'
Anyway, so the meeting is tonight starting at 6pm in the Student Union/Jack Adams Hall. So I'm going to head out early so I can ... dur, get there early. =P Mom didn't leave me any cash for McDonald's, but I have been having it a lot lately. I should probably just eat before I leave and maybe bring some snack food? Too bad there's only two muffins left, and the green one is for mom! ^_^ Hehe.
Oh yeah... so after the tabling was all over and people left, we all went our separate ways... Joe came back from the class and we went to the library so he could study. Obviously not a good idea, since he seemed to be awfully distracted or bored. Then again, studying finance can do that to you! Haha... I hope I never have to take classes like that, I'd fall asleep in a minute!
So he asked me if I felt at all surprised (I believe that was his word of choice) that he still thought I was incredibly attractive. Okay, so maybe there was a *SLIGHT* pang of surprise, but I never think about that much. You know, look at Random Guy and think, "I wonder if he thinks I'm hot?" I don't do that. I usually don't care. Could be because I'm confident and self-assured, but half of me (the half I'm about to address-- the insecure, low-self-esteem side) screams that I'm ugly as heck, and he's probably looking at the hottie behind me.
Anyway (I use that word too much, eh?) so it didn't surprise me to the point of being dramatic about it. I tried to brush it off as best I could-- but I said, flat out (since I'm prone to doing that) that YES, it was a bit awkward. The first time around, we made that sappy promise that, even though we'd broken up (read: HE broke up with ME), we'd stay friends. And that fell through. But then, two weeks later, when I was ENJOYING the single life and meeting new people, he all of a sudden wants to talk and be friends again. And we tried this. And we actually TRIED again-- but of course, how could I maintain a relationship when I couldn't help but hate the committment aspect of it? Does any of that make sense?
So what I'm getting at is, we tried the first time to stay friends, and that didn't really work. And the second time, he was mad as hell at me, but he's still in love with me. He's fine with the fact that I don't return said feelings, but I think it makes for an awfully weird "friendship." I hate that feeling like I have to take care of him, or that I'm using him-- I'm NOT, I don't MEAN to, and he keeps saying he does stuff for me because he WANTS to and there's nothing I can do to change that... that's all well and good, I guess. It's not like I have a possessive boyfriend ANYWAY!
So yeah, he still thinks I'm attractive. Nice ego-boost, but... I don't know, I guess it's not really the same when it's coming from someone you WISH would say it. It's always nice to hear compliments from friends and stuff, but somehow this fits outside of the Friends and the Special People (har har) category. Geh.
*yawn* Why am I eating breakfast later and later in the day?
Okay, so I left SFSU after turning my papers in and leaving the library... took the M to Van Ness and the 47 to meet mom at the Van Ness 1000 to see Freaky Friday. I'd already called from the SFSU stop to the theater, securing two tickets-- all nice and easy like. The movie was actually really great, even brought a tear to my eye... I guess it's just one of those flicks that really screams to all single parents and their daughters. Well, most, anyway. I love the music in the movie, and really want to get the soundtrack. Mom and I had fun.
Oh, but I forgot about pre-movie! Mom originally wanted to go to CPK, which I should have agreed with, even if it was farther away! But I didn't want to, wearing the psycho shoes Baba got me for the wedding. They felt nice enough when I wore them at Robinson's May (and Mom insists that Robinson's May does NOT equal Nordstrom's) but after a while, UBERCHAFFING! ;_; Muchos owies. And a nice blister on my left foot. Anyway, so we went to Mel's instead, and there was ONE (count 'em, ONE) waitress serving the whole restaurant. There wasn't a LOT of people, but the squalling family sitting behind us ordered a lot... and it took 30 minutes before we even saw our food. Worse, it SUCKED. Mom and I made up our minds by 5:05 to leave and just pay for the drinks-- and that happened to be right when (okay, 10 minutes before) the waitress brought our food. And by sucked, I mean... well, Mom's "honey mustard burger" didn't taste like that at all. And my "fried chicken" was more like... "burnt roasted," it was that crispy. And the meat tasted seriously strange. I don't know, maybe I'm not used to dark meat chicken...? Is that even possible?
So we just gave the haggard waitress a $2 "tip" (for nothing) and left. We did get snacks (an Icee and a pack of "Raisinettes") from the concession stand (AUGH! TRAINING!!!) before we saw the movie, though. Took the 38 (very crowded) home after the movie, and walked from Geary and Park Presidio. Suffice it to say, by the time I got home, my feet hurt so much, the idea of a foot massage was REALLY appealing. The water was a bit hot at first, but soon my feet were all warm and numb. Eventually the water cooled down (since I didn't put the heat-maintainer on) and I emptied the thing out.
Most of last night, I was just "weeding" through all the Non-Working files of the computer-- you know, the ones that got affected by the evil KLEZ virus all that time ago? Too bad no one invented a de-Klezer, something that FIXED Klez files. I really would have liked that... and still would, as a matter of fact, since I still have so many "corrupted" files. *sigh* I started making lists of what I lost-- most of it, amazingly, is stuff I have hard copies of elsewhere, so it's okay. The rest I can either remember and recreate, can't remember and don't care about, or just need a bit of a memory jog.
Still working on that now, between checking my email and this.
I had a bad dream last night, one that woke me up at 4:40 last night. This is the second time I've woken up during the 4 o'clock hour this week-- the first time was because of knee pains, so I just popped some Ibuprofen and went back to sleep, feeling better in the morning. But dreams always make me uneasy. I never seem to have NORMAL dreams. Stupid fantasies and nightmares are the only two varieties that ever seem to make it into my head. And last night's nightmare was NOT FUN. I don't know why, it was one of those weird ones where you feel very sad and alone inside, but you're not showing it (I guess that's my style, eh?) ... Anyway, I got the impression that something had happened to my dad, and all my relatives from his side of the family were saying how sorry they were... I pretty much pledged to myself then and there to call him today. And I did, left him a message. I hope all is well and he's having fun teaching at AHS. And I hope he calls me back tonight, even if it's during AFX, just to allay any fears. ^^;;
Guh... Yeah, better get back to my email.
I went to SFSU to drop off my papers again, and I hung out with the people tabling at the Anime FX table again. Not surprisingly, Jimmy was less than enthused to see me. He keeps referring to me as a 'high school kid' even though I went to college before HE did. Age doesn't matter. :P Whatever, if he ever had any nice bones in his body, they're contaminated with some poisonous mallow now. *sigh*
On the bright side, I had a lot of fun talking to Adrianna and Aileen. Adrianna is a fashion merchandising major, which you don't see a whole lot of, especially outside of the private academies like Academy of Art and AI. And I would know, I went to the former school! Most people were into design rather than Merchandising... and the cool thing is, Adrianna's double-majoring with Business, because she wants to open up a fashion company that caters to otaku! How cool this that? I definitely want to help out with that, if I could. Aileen brought some delicious blueberry loaf, too. And I think she brought some Dad's Root Beer, but that was gone before you could say 'A-ni-me.'
Anyway, so the meeting is tonight starting at 6pm in the Student Union/Jack Adams Hall. So I'm going to head out early so I can ... dur, get there early. =P Mom didn't leave me any cash for McDonald's, but I have been having it a lot lately. I should probably just eat before I leave and maybe bring some snack food? Too bad there's only two muffins left, and the green one is for mom! ^_^ Hehe.
Oh yeah... so after the tabling was all over and people left, we all went our separate ways... Joe came back from the class and we went to the library so he could study. Obviously not a good idea, since he seemed to be awfully distracted or bored. Then again, studying finance can do that to you! Haha... I hope I never have to take classes like that, I'd fall asleep in a minute!
So he asked me if I felt at all surprised (I believe that was his word of choice) that he still thought I was incredibly attractive. Okay, so maybe there was a *SLIGHT* pang of surprise, but I never think about that much. You know, look at Random Guy and think, "I wonder if he thinks I'm hot?" I don't do that. I usually don't care. Could be because I'm confident and self-assured, but half of me (the half I'm about to address-- the insecure, low-self-esteem side) screams that I'm ugly as heck, and he's probably looking at the hottie behind me.
Anyway (I use that word too much, eh?) so it didn't surprise me to the point of being dramatic about it. I tried to brush it off as best I could-- but I said, flat out (since I'm prone to doing that) that YES, it was a bit awkward. The first time around, we made that sappy promise that, even though we'd broken up (read: HE broke up with ME), we'd stay friends. And that fell through. But then, two weeks later, when I was ENJOYING the single life and meeting new people, he all of a sudden wants to talk and be friends again. And we tried this. And we actually TRIED again-- but of course, how could I maintain a relationship when I couldn't help but hate the committment aspect of it? Does any of that make sense?
So what I'm getting at is, we tried the first time to stay friends, and that didn't really work. And the second time, he was mad as hell at me, but he's still in love with me. He's fine with the fact that I don't return said feelings, but I think it makes for an awfully weird "friendship." I hate that feeling like I have to take care of him, or that I'm using him-- I'm NOT, I don't MEAN to, and he keeps saying he does stuff for me because he WANTS to and there's nothing I can do to change that... that's all well and good, I guess. It's not like I have a possessive boyfriend ANYWAY!
So yeah, he still thinks I'm attractive. Nice ego-boost, but... I don't know, I guess it's not really the same when it's coming from someone you WISH would say it. It's always nice to hear compliments from friends and stuff, but somehow this fits outside of the Friends and the Special People (har har) category. Geh.
*yawn* Why am I eating breakfast later and later in the day?
Okay, so I left SFSU after turning my papers in and leaving the library... took the M to Van Ness and the 47 to meet mom at the Van Ness 1000 to see Freaky Friday. I'd already called from the SFSU stop to the theater, securing two tickets-- all nice and easy like. The movie was actually really great, even brought a tear to my eye... I guess it's just one of those flicks that really screams to all single parents and their daughters. Well, most, anyway. I love the music in the movie, and really want to get the soundtrack. Mom and I had fun.
Oh, but I forgot about pre-movie! Mom originally wanted to go to CPK, which I should have agreed with, even if it was farther away! But I didn't want to, wearing the psycho shoes Baba got me for the wedding. They felt nice enough when I wore them at Robinson's May (and Mom insists that Robinson's May does NOT equal Nordstrom's) but after a while, UBERCHAFFING! ;_; Muchos owies. And a nice blister on my left foot. Anyway, so we went to Mel's instead, and there was ONE (count 'em, ONE) waitress serving the whole restaurant. There wasn't a LOT of people, but the squalling family sitting behind us ordered a lot... and it took 30 minutes before we even saw our food. Worse, it SUCKED. Mom and I made up our minds by 5:05 to leave and just pay for the drinks-- and that happened to be right when (okay, 10 minutes before) the waitress brought our food. And by sucked, I mean... well, Mom's "honey mustard burger" didn't taste like that at all. And my "fried chicken" was more like... "burnt roasted," it was that crispy. And the meat tasted seriously strange. I don't know, maybe I'm not used to dark meat chicken...? Is that even possible?
So we just gave the haggard waitress a $2 "tip" (for nothing) and left. We did get snacks (an Icee and a pack of "Raisinettes") from the concession stand (AUGH! TRAINING!!!) before we saw the movie, though. Took the 38 (very crowded) home after the movie, and walked from Geary and Park Presidio. Suffice it to say, by the time I got home, my feet hurt so much, the idea of a foot massage was REALLY appealing. The water was a bit hot at first, but soon my feet were all warm and numb. Eventually the water cooled down (since I didn't put the heat-maintainer on) and I emptied the thing out.
Most of last night, I was just "weeding" through all the Non-Working files of the computer-- you know, the ones that got affected by the evil KLEZ virus all that time ago? Too bad no one invented a de-Klezer, something that FIXED Klez files. I really would have liked that... and still would, as a matter of fact, since I still have so many "corrupted" files. *sigh* I started making lists of what I lost-- most of it, amazingly, is stuff I have hard copies of elsewhere, so it's okay. The rest I can either remember and recreate, can't remember and don't care about, or just need a bit of a memory jog.
Still working on that now, between checking my email and this.
I had a bad dream last night, one that woke me up at 4:40 last night. This is the second time I've woken up during the 4 o'clock hour this week-- the first time was because of knee pains, so I just popped some Ibuprofen and went back to sleep, feeling better in the morning. But dreams always make me uneasy. I never seem to have NORMAL dreams. Stupid fantasies and nightmares are the only two varieties that ever seem to make it into my head. And last night's nightmare was NOT FUN. I don't know why, it was one of those weird ones where you feel very sad and alone inside, but you're not showing it (I guess that's my style, eh?) ... Anyway, I got the impression that something had happened to my dad, and all my relatives from his side of the family were saying how sorry they were... I pretty much pledged to myself then and there to call him today. And I did, left him a message. I hope all is well and he's having fun teaching at AHS. And I hope he calls me back tonight, even if it's during AFX, just to allay any fears. ^^;;
Guh... Yeah, better get back to my email.
