Last nite was fun...I guess it's God's lil way of reminding me of the lil things that make moments so memorable. Haha, yea, I crossed the line with some of my pervertedness...but when don't I? haha I still get the feeling in my stomach that Francis is holding back from me but I really really really try to make him comfortable enough to open up to me. I don't know...I guess I don't want the year to be good times here and then silence the rest of the time. Working together needs communication and whatever that may entail to you maybe different for another. The Tracy Morgan show was funny...love thath lil boy, Bobby J. And Alex Thomas...CRACKED ME UP! Not trying to be racially bias or anything but yea, black comedians liven a crowd up more than a white one. The other TV tapings I went to weren't that up beat cuz of the warm-up guy...Not to mention having Rose, Gary, and Francis sitting next to me...IT WAS CRAZY TIGHT! I was in stitches the whole time...except when I got tired. I just wanted to sleep. When I got back to the apt. I just was ready to knock out. I took a shower and was awake again but dang, I couldn't get up this morning. I must have just watched my clock/alarm go off. I heard it but I just didn't have the energy to even hit snooze. hahaha I just watched it go "EH EH EH EH EH" hahaha *sigh* It's third week...I turned in a shitty paper last week...took a midterm and knew virtually nothing...I'm so screwed. I just need to escape from LA and Azusa for a while...go to my safe haven up north, the bay area. I truly believe, more and more, that after I get out of UCLA (or maybe even during) I'm going to move up there. It'll be different...I know it's not as cracked up as I the image I have in my mind just cuz I "visit" and don't "live" there. Easy ass freeways to remember cuz they nearly all end with -80. Clean ass air! Just good times...*sigh* I regret that I didn't really open up my mind on applying for other colleges other than UCI, CSULB, and UCLA. I wanted to stay close to home but then again...I've lived here all my life and have never known anything else. I was born in LA...first three years of my life I moved around LA a lot and then finally my dad got transferred to Duarte and that's when we moved to Azusa. I have lived there since then...I finally broke out a bit on my own when I got to college. Living in the dorms for two years and working to get what i want...now living in my own apt. fending for myself. I guess I just believe that life has more to offer somehow...my dad doesn't know that I fell in love with berkeley my freshman year in college. If I ever had the chance prior to getting accepted to UCLA to see a Berk class and I actually liked it, I probably wouldn't be going here. Anyways...still searching for answers wherever and whatever they may be. Got a lot of shit to do today, doooooooood!
Song of the moment: Forgot the name of the song but it's the Mexican Chick on the new Neptune's Compilation "Good Girl"
Mood: Straight Chillin'
