what the hell?

Friday was the 3rd annual THS 2001 Thanksgiving thing'of'a'ma'bobber dinner held at Buca Di Beppo's.

Our waiter was pretty cool, one of the waitresses spilled iced tea on Andrew and uhm yeah.

Well it is late so I will update this in the morning. Send me the pictures from the event. I was too busy stressing out to remember to take any pictures.

Update: 12/03

I'm a little late getting this update because I have been a little bit busy and I really don't know how to word this.

Over the past three years, I've been somewhat involved somehow in all of our get togethers whether it is helping out the planners (read: Don and James) or just going to them. This Thanksgiving dinner was the first thing I actually was heading as one of the main planners, unless you count getting together for the LOTR movies, which I will talk about later.

Let me tell you this is not an easy job, not that figuring out what to do was a real problem. The problem is basically just getting people to confirm whether or not they're coming in the first place. For many people they do not know what they are planning to do over the break so for a lot of people it is uncertain. The fact that I had to shift the time up two hours did not help things as I believe 2 people could not make the earlier timeslot.

Considering who goes to these things is a headache to. People seem offended if they are not invited, and I understand that. But understand that since this is a dinner I cannot invite every single person I know. It's not easy figuring out who comes and who doesn't. Sorry if I didn't invite you but that's just how it is. I tried to invite people who would want to come and talk with the other people. And for the most part I only invited those who I had talked at least within the past six months.

I was going to write more but I'm tired of thinking about this subject. Thanks for everyone who decided to come and sent e-mails to me afterwards. And thanks to Erik and Pranav for helping me out with planning this event.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. I hope your holiday dinner is good and fufilling. My family's almost set to eat in a few minutes so this post will be short. I just wanted to say that tomorrow will be the third year I've been keeping this site up. That doesn't seem like a long time but it feels like an eternity to me.

School: I had three tests last week for each of my classes. I also signed up for my classes next quarter... looks like I'll be taking three ICS classes.

Movies: I saw Gothika on Friday, starring Halle Berry. Let me just say that going into this movie my expectations were very low. The critics panned it as being stupid and I thought it looked dumb from the trailers. Well I'm not sure if its completely stupid. If completely stupid means that the movie scared the shit out of me, then yes it did. I mean, maybe it's me but I'm just not use to the whole 'freaky looking little girls popping out of no where to beat the shit out of someone,' theme to movies, but yeah... It was scary and loud and no boobies from Halle Berry this time.

* not really

Chinese Association: Let's see. Flag Football. I've been playing flag football all quarter for CA. It was certainly a fun experience although it would have been better if we won more games.

Two Thursdays ago (11/13) CA went Broomballing. Broomballing was pretty fun and this time I didn't fall at all. I scored a goal off someone's shot so all in all it was pretty cool. We ate at Island's beforehand and CA was generating so much noise that the manager threatened to kick us out. So we loitered outside instead for a good half an hour before heading over the the rink. While we were waiting for everyone else to arrive, we watched these two amateur hockey teams go at each other. When we first got there the score was a respectable 2-0. But by the time the game was over the score was something along the line of 8-1.

Then last Tuesday we had Cultural Night Dance Practice... I was very sore after that and it lasted well until this past Friday.

This past Thursday was Bowling. I bowled a hundred something first game and was on my way to a decent game of 130 or so when they shut down our lane But oh wells.

And finally Saturday was Beach Cleanup at Seal Beach...

I have three "quizes/midterms" this week in all my classes. Also I have to choose new classes for this quarter. It looks like I'll end up taking 3 ICS classes, if I can get all the ones I want. I'm also probably going to extend my Chinese classes but for pass/no pass.

Keep it all at the party.

Well let me say that this title doesn't roll off your tongue like "Matrix Reloaded," half the night I kept calling it Reloaded even though I knew it was Revolutions. They had some trivia thing at the beginning where the usher also called it Reloaded.

No spoilers.

Let me just say this. They should have kept it at one movie. While I enjoyed the first one and thought the second one was okay. It felt like they just crapped it all together at the end and made everything in the second movie irrelevant. I hate to say this but when the movie was over I was pretty pissed off at the ending. Very few fight scenes although I enjoyed the ones they had.

Spoilers.

The Train Station. When the movie first started I thought, nice this is pretty badass. And then they fuck it up by making it go NO WHERE. If you take out the Train Station scene the movie would have been the same. It felt more like, OH HAY NEO IS LIKKKEE STUCK BETWEEN THE REAL WORLD AND THE MATRIX WORLD!!!

The Mechs. So let me get this straight. All these things do is just "stand" there and shoot. How is this any different from putting in those guns without the human aspect. I mean why would they build these machines and make piece slow pieces of shit. Why not have small flying fighter craft?

Screwing up characters. Goddamn fuck, Persephone had one fucking line in the whole movie and that wasn't even the most interesting thing about her. OMG SHE IS IN ZEE LOVE! SHE WILL KILL YOU! And since when did Morpheus become such a fucking pussy. OH NO THE SHIP IS GOING SO FAST, I HAVE EXPERIENCE NOTHING LIKE THIS BEFORE. OH WAIT FIGHTING AGENTS WAS PRETTY SCARY YET IM PISSING MY PANTS BECAUSE JADA PINKETT SMITH IS DRIVING TOO FAST LOL WOMEN DRIVERS!! And what about the Kid? ZOMG ZOMG THE WAR IN ZION IS OVER ZOMG! And NO FUCKING TWINS.

Hey Trinity, there are two fucking pieces of round shiny metal that have pierced your lungs, yet you stay alive long enough to deliver the most contrived piece of "I WUV U" bullshit ever?

Last minute decision. Went to the Century Club in LA. Had fun. Now tired. G'night.

I had to give a oral presentation for Chinese on Thursday and me being quite the procrastinator decided to do it late night Wednesday. I was nervous about doing this presentation mainly because I had to go first. Pretty funny story about that. The order was chosen at random by picking a number from a bag. I was probably the third person to choose and I mixed up those slips of paper pretty well. I said aloud, "I hope I don't go first" and wouldn't you know it... I grab a slip and it revealed itself to be #1. Goddamn.

When it was finally time to do the speech I got up there and went through my speech. And while I wouldn't say I did a great job (hardly any eye contact with the audience and I didn't use enough 'sentence patterns'), I say it went pretty well for the most part. After seeing all the speeches from Thursday and today (Friday), you can easily tell who wants to be in Chinese to learn something and who's in Chinese because they have to be. I suppose I am a little disappointed because some of them shouldn't be on this track of Chinese, which is for people who understand and speak fluent Chinese. Some people were saying a lot of things in English that could have easily been looked up on the a Chinese Dictionary website.

So how does that end up with me going to the Century Club? Well after I made my speech I was basically done for the whole day with no real assignments due the next day. I knew that CA was going to the Century Club but I didn't have a ticket. Looking at all the people dressed up at the meeting was what broke it for me. I found someone who knew someone else with a spare ticket so after the meeting was done I rushed over to the Middle Earth dorms and then rushed back to my apartment to get dressed as fast as I could. I think all in all the total time to do this was 20 minutes.

After an hour drive to LA and to find parking (which turned out to be $15). We stood outside the club for about 15 minutes and I chitchatted with some of some CA members who I never had met before.

Anyways before this gets way too long. The place looked awesome, the dance floor got too crowded, their smoke machines blasted the fuck out of one spot on the whole dance floor, the DJ was pretty good and somehow managed to sneak in the same songs but with different mixes on them, girls were dancing in a half-cage and kissing (two groups of two girls made out with each other although I missed the first two girls) and other craziness.

I was sick early Thursday morning and mainly did nothing all day. Like a big fat vegetable. I managed to get myself up to goto Chinese but didn't study for the dictation at all so I fucked that up. Later on I decided to skip the CA meeting. I think this was the first one I've missed since I joined last year. I was planning on going to watch the movie they were showing but 1) I didn't know where it was 2) I was sick.

Let me tell you something about your body rejecting food that it didn't like in its stomach: it hates it. It's like one of those girlfriends that won't let you forget when you did something wrong like not forgetting her birthday or when you were hitting on the waitress at the Cheesecake Factory. I mean goddamn THEY DO NOT LET YOU FORGET. Your body I mean.

Your body will make sure to point out at random intervals during the day that indeed you were wrong for eating that goddamn chimichanga and to prove that fact your body tells you that it's time for another bathroom stop. Oh and since when did you need your legs after you put this nasty ass shit into me? Bye bye legs.

Now here I am lying on the floor. I can't move at all, I gotta goto the bathroom, my body keeps telling me why I never buy it anything special and the whole time I regret eating that chimichanga.