At the age of 21, I can proudly declare…that I have broken 11 hearts, the majority of which were online (clarification: maybe not break their hearts, but at least upset them horribly – tee hee!). Not like this though. I have no great invention. I have no infamy.

It was sometime in June 1999 that some guy from *gasp* Iowa State wrote a poem titled \”Love and Confusion\”. Lately, I have been thinking about the disasters I caused when I was much younger. The kind of drama I used to create on ICQ and e-mail. Especially how quick I was able to enrapture guys\’ hearts because of the way my writing used to be so lyrical. Sigh, nostalgia.

Thinking about the love of others,
instills one the feeling of confusion.
People say they give their love but,
is it just delusion?

Love is something sought after,
something that is not bound.
Mixed-up emotions inside yourself,
waiting to be found.

Confusion is something unwanted,
a feeling of frustration.
Letting it run your life,
equates to the question of your creation.

Two words that are seemingly different
and yet realistically the same.
A pair of emotionally filled words,
that could give the other blame.

How are you to correctly judge,
what is love or what is confusion?
I believe the two to be the same,
this is my conclusion.

One can replace the other but,
always creates a mess.
Do I want to confuse you?
The answer would be: yes.

In other news, I am kind of shocked that the majority of visitors come here not by referral.

Apparently, I have such affinity for my lovely AIM that I use it almost everywhere I go–in the EECS labs, the OCF, at work, in my apt both on my desktop and laptop, on other people\’s computers…

And the problem is, my entire buddy list keeps getting reordered. Normally I like having the people I took to the most at the very top (I only have two buddy groups – people i talk and people i don\’t talk to)…but apparently GAIM reorders everything for me. Trillian never keeps my order and doesn\’t send data to the main AIM servers. Now my list is constantly messed up. Someone that I don\’t like talking to is at the top of my list. Cheez is towards the bottom. My sister is somewhere lost in the middle. Someone I haven\’t talked to for 2 years is taking up prime space. So if I don\’t notice you, most likely you accidentally ended at the bottom of my buddy list with 30+ people on top of you.

How did I do it in high school? When I was on the cross country team? Ran more than 2 miles a day? How did I do it?

All I can distinctly remember was that I was doing x-country just to make my college application look good.

I came out of the radio show, feeling too innocent and too naive. Perhaps, it\’s better that I don\’t know people who have messed up their lives. I don\’t know anybody who has drowned themselves in misery. Nobody…except me?

So here we go with another Screw Those Idiots webcast. This time with a guest from geekslut.org.

After class, I came back to my apartment. And to my horror, I realized that my blog was broken! At first, I thought it was the server\’s fault because I noticed that my sister\’s blog had the same error.

The error: Fatal error: Cannot redeclare xmlrpc_decode() in /…/b2-include/xmlrpc.inc on line 1058

Yes, to say the least, I hadn\’t really updated even after this security fix. As a result I just updated b2 both here and at my sister\’s, unfortunately losing all my mods. Sigh. :(

Tomorrow I get the day off! Veteran\’s Day! How many universities out there actually observe this holiday ANYWAY?! :D Because of the holiday, my friends and I are waking up before 9 am to go all the way to San Francisco. To spend time at North Beach, Union Square, Fisherman\’s Wharf, Ghirardelli Chocolate Square, Cheesecake Factory! Much walking ahead!

Lele and I have decided to take on nanowrimo. *cough* How did we decide to post our word counts?!

Both of us are very self-absorbed but according to the NaNoWriMo FAQ, they are looking for fictional works. So we\’re trying to write our own autobiographies.

LELE: http://www.nanowrimo.org/index.php?s=3 I wanna do this! but biography style!
me: omg
LELE: I THINK I WILL
me: just my thoughts too
LELE: haha
LELE: cause I don\’t think i can churn out 50000 of stuff that\’s not about me :P
LELE: LIMITED IMAGINATION!
me: i heard about this a month ago
me: and i thought OH AUTOBIOGRAPHY

LELE: YAY
LELE: K OUR GOAL: 50,000 words!
me: hahahaha
LELE: I think that\’s pretty feasible!
LELE: FOR US
me: in a month?
LELE: yes :P
me: it\’s already the 9th!
LELE: it\’s like, many blog entries in a day!
LELE: I KNOW :-(
me: GAH
me: STARTING NOWWWWW
me: okay.
me: start.
LELE: arghhhh I have to finish reading for a class first!
me: I SEE HOW IT IS
LELE: I\’ll start in an hour :P
LELE: at the stroke of midnight!
me: i start now!
LELE: WE SHOULD POST WORDCOUNTS EVERYDAY!!!!!!!

Things I plan to do before I graduate from Berkeley (with only more than a semester left)

  • attend a football game (evidently this one might not be met since I know NOBODY who wants to go with me)
  • actually participate in a protest
  • take social psychology, marketing and japanese (very unlikely since my next semester is already set)
  • climb to the big C
  • go to the Berkeley art museum
  • take an AC transit bus and see how far I can go transferring (as a student, I get a free bus pass)
  • go to every single bathroom on campus (just because I can)
  • attend a graduate student\’s dissertion
  • eat at Chez Panisse
  • eat at The Drunken Boat
  • go to Tuesday nights at Henrys
  • feed and capture a squirrel
  • sneak on the hills behind the Greek Theater and watch a night concert
  • watch the sun set from the Berkeley hills
  • visit the Berkeley Rose Garden
  • vote for the student election (hahahaha)
  • I thought I got called snobby. But unfortunately I was just hopeless. Unfortunately. Unfortunately, I don\’t get two negative words to describe me.

    *added to list of words that negatively describe me!*

    My aunt from Chicago is in California for the week! Recently, my dad told me the story of how my aunt when she was younger had fallen in love with an actor\’s brother. And how she came to America just for him, leaving her life in Hong Kong. Her entire family was against the idea but she followed her heart. Then her beloved disappeared and she married a minister. My dad always had said that she had so much potential (I am sure he meant in terms of beauty), but she hasn\’t ever used it.

    Anyway, so I went downstairs today (I got home around 10:30 pm so she was already asleep). As I was standing at the kitchen counter and my parents were washing the dishes, my aunt ran up to me and asked where my pocket was. Not knowing her intentions, I just pointed at my jacket pocket with a zipper. She looked cautiously to make sure my parents were not looking. Then she unzipped my pocket and stuffed something green inside. I was flabberghasted. I tried not to let her give that to me. But alas, chinese relatives. I had thought that she would only give $20 of her generosity…but no it turns out to be only $50. Not as much as cheez\’ tip of $100 though!