In Berkeley, Fridays used to one of those bad luck days. For me, it started out sort of normally. I woke up at 9:30 after only 6 hours of sleep (I couldn\’t sleep because I had just read a book on social psychology and it intrigued me too much). Then I tumbled downstairs to find Ian and Erin standing in the living room. Then I caught a bus after less than a minute I got outdoors. Everything was fine.

Then I decided to install my new hard drive into my powerbook which I had been waiting to install for more than 2 months ever since I decided that my current hard drive was falliable. I followed the instructions on pbfixit.com, which is very straightforward. But I got to the last screw and my nightmares were confirmed. Unlike this guy, I couldn\’t get out my stripped screw. I had a 20 piece electronic screw driver set with all sorts of phillips heads, torx…etc, but to no avail. A few other people who saw my demise attempted to screw it, but it just got more stripped. I spent the next hour wailing and moaning, wanting to throw my powerbook away. Rather than that, I spent it surfing xanga while my teammates tried different ways of unscrewing it.

I went online to find a hard drive bracket that I could buy. OUT OF STOCK. Another store provide it for $40 but it was only HALF of the bracket. I wanted to cry.

Fortunately, this story has a pseudo-happy ending. I installed my old hard drive back. My teammate offered to get his brother to buy the screws, et. al in Hong Kong. :D Thank goodness for resourceful people.

Later, we went to eat. Of course, I was interrupted by phone calls from people at a noisy bar. Half of what was said was lost on my ears. We went to first go to Aladdin\’s. We requested a table of 6 but two of us hadn\’t arrived yet. I saw a hostess prepare a table of 6 by asking a couple to move over. But they didn\’t ask to sit yet. So about 10 minutes later, I asked the hostess whether the table for six was ready. She said that she can\’t seat us until the entire party has arrived. It was somewhat understandable for me, but not for the others.

We left and finally met up with the two at Gullitify\’s. A serveer grumbled that there wasn\’t a hostess and finally the manager led us to a table of 6 in the upstairs portion. But that was not before when I heard a server saying that he didn\’t want more people in his section. A server came to us asking for our beverages. Since one person had to leave in a minute, she asked whether she could get water to go. I wanted a strawberry lemonade. We waited for another 10 minutes. The servers kept coming up to serve the other guests in the unusually unbusy restaurant. I saw the servers mingling near the kitchen. After awhile, we decided we didn\’t want to stay…and all of us packed up.

And we ended up at Indian Over. Half off after 9. Good service. We discussed dating and how someone could not date someone who is 22, but could date someone who is 23. I personally find that hilarious because I certainly didn\’t mature that much from one month ago. Right?