Never ever use aim express if you\’re an IMable person. Last year, I had established a rule of me not using AIM in the cs labs, but I break it from time to time. Like today. I signed online…whined aloud that nobody was iming me…then…BOOM.

Oh and yes hi i am in Soda aka the cs hall of Berkeley.

AND PHOTOLOG TOMORROW!

I updated the dailies! Re-added Alan because he finally started updating his blog again. Sorry Alecky, I guess you\’re number TWO now! And added E just to freak her out. :D And also fixed Stacee\’s link. I am paying for her webhosting FYI.

Considering how I used to stalk chat rooms back in the day (aka 1994-1999), I found this clip to be hilarious. I haven\’t had the experience of someone lying to me, but…the film depicts how chat rooms really are.

I never lied about my age or my gender. The earliest experience I remember was when I was on AOL and I annoyed this \”woman\” who went by passion1 for the longest time. Then I moved on to a screenname of my own. I ventured into a chatroom and started an argument with a 17 year old and an 18 year old (funny how those ages seem so young to me now). Only a 13 year old guy defended the 11 year old me and I was always grateful.

And the clip also highlighted how people would want to meet without ever exchanging photos. And that is true, the first few online people I met…I had never seen a picture of them. But that\’s expected because back then, scanners and digital cameras were very out of price range. Those innocent online days…

hey this is supposed to be an interesting post because alecky said so.

in other news, hey what news? I can\’t focus. I can\’t think. I can only think of…THE NONUGLIES.

I got new shoes last week and today I decided that I would take them out for the FULL TEST DRIVE. So I walked to class in them and 10 minutes after using them, I realized how they were digging into my ankles. And I kept that up for the rest of the day…even when I decided to jog for half an hour.

It looks like I am going to be returning my new Adidas…

WHAT MADE ME PROCRASTINATE? this. it\’s a community where people are judged on their looks. if your photo does not cut it, you\’re rejected. If you\’re accepted, then you become a member of the community.

That is not to say this community is brutal (although it really is). Reading this cleared up some things…but not the time I wasted…procrasnating…

I just purchased a $135 ticket to see my sister in May. I need to work more so that I can offset that and my spending habits (which mostly consist of me buying food). Plus I need to have enough money for that trip to Minny soda which I expect to spend at least $500.

So far, I have spent money on my digital camera ($300), webhosting ($50), eating out/etc since August ($300+), this airplane ticket ($135), clothes? ($50)…

Yup, that\’s it!!

MARRIAGE? WEDDING?

I went to Tram\’s sister\’s wedding banquet today. And WHOA, interesting must I say (beyond the fact, that I was being used as a taxi driver/cargo carrier afterwards). Although I was hesitant of going because I didn\’t know the bride personally, it was fun. Tram had invited everybody she knew in Berkeley – me, Kim, Xing, Christina, Hien (Mae couldn\’t make it)-and her friend from high school Linda. These were the only people our age! Everybody else was significantly older…or just older.

Photos to come soon!

SO DOH. DOH DOH. I locked myself out of my apartment today. It\’s a coincidence since my sister just locked herself out the day before. Maybe we\’re like OMG BLOOD SISTERS, BUT WAIT WE ARE.

In the morning as a result of yesterday\’s phone conference and other phone calls and other NEEDED conversations and thunder storm, I woke up very tired today. I didn\’t get out of my bed until 9:40 am for my 10 o\’clock class. So I had prepared myself to be holding my homework so that I could turn it in as I run into class. Unfortunately, I put it down for a second to grab something else…AND PROMPTLY FORGOT ABOUT MY HW AND MY KEYS (thinking I had it already in my backpack). whoops?

It\’s sad to find an asian girl walking back and forth in the hallway of an apartment complex. It\’s sad to see her knock on her own door several times and watch her face flinch in misery when nobody answers. It\’s sad to see her look out the window watching someone get pulled over. It\’s sad to see her banging her head on the glass window at the front of the building…