I got this book from one of those colleges that mail everyone all the time. I forget what it’s called, but they said mail this back, and we’ll mail you a free book in return! Well, I got it one day in the mail, and I guess you could say I’m ‘Currently Reading,’ but I haven’t even started.
I finally moved into my Berkeley residence yesterday. It feels good to be ‘home’ finally. I think I really couldn’t concentrate at Cerritos because there were just too many distractions, although I really can’t name any. It just didn’t feel like the same mood when parents are there, too. I feel more independent when I’m up here and I think that freaks me out at the same time but it provides the motivation that I need to concentrate better. Tomorrow is the first day of school.
But getting here was the hardest part. My parents encouraged me to take the taxi vigorously, but all the while I was thinking what would my brother do? He would have 1) gotten a ride from someone at the airport, which was impossible for me because no one’s in Berkeley right now and everyone I knew that had a car 2 years ago is now gone. 2) would have taken the bus. The only problem, really, was that I was carrying a 4 foot roller weighin 45 pounds, a 3 foot roller weighing 52.5 pounds, a shoulder bag at 25 pounds and a backpack at 20 pounds. Never fear! It could be done. I took the four bags into the airBart, unsucessfully attempted to keep it in one place of the compartmnet, lifted the 52 pounder over the subway station because the freaken blocker closed too early, into the subway, out the subway, up the bus, get off the bus to my apartment building. All told, took about 1 hour and 15 minutes or so. 6 dollars of pain and suffering over some 60 dollar taxi ride, I don’t know. This is, of course, after the 1.5 hour plane delay, so although I left my place at 9 I got home at 3.
Haha I remember this guy was trying to help me carry the 4 footer off the bus seeing how I had a lot of luggage and he couldn’t even lift it with two hands and had this look on his face like what the fuck? Damn, that made me feel all cool. Now all I need is some Oakleys (Matt!).
I didn’t really want to arrange my place after, so I just littered everything over the living room. Since I got home on Tuesday and classes start on Thursday, I took my ass over to Vista Community College, a total of 3 mile walk, to register myself for Fall 2004. It took 5 minutes once I got there. Plain and simple. The apartment looks much better today after I took some time arranging, but still needs some work. But I figure, I got Friday and the weekend to do just that.
Finally, my free 15 days of free Xanga Premium is over! Thank god! All the while I was like what the hell is the difference? But at the same time there was that urge to get it anyway. And it started counting down, all so slowly, man that bugged the hell out of me.
I got a bunch of boxes of Cheerios (over a dozen) sitting in the living room. They’re over 1.5 years old. Should I eat them?!
This is all quite awkward, of course, because I’m picking up where I left off 1.5 years ago but at the same time, it’s different. Maybe it’s the LCD monitor. Or that now I’m in the living room. Or it’s all the 1.5 years worth of mail I have to go through, with free issues of Maxim and Stuff and FHM littered on the floor. At any rate, I look forward to this year because I’m gonna make it the best year of my life.