Today was a good day. I slept through german class and woke up at 11 instead, only to find two glorious emails waiting for me, announcing that half of my afternoon classes had been canceled! Such emails are, in my opinion, along with packages n the mail, the very definition of happiness. So all I had to do was sit in my writing class and my bitish lit discussion, and was done with class by 3 instead of six. I spent my down time watching Extras and napping, until I was woken up by a phone call, the basic content of which was something along the lines of, "meet us in the parking lot, we're going to punjabi tandoor!" Hells yeah I will meet you in the parking lot for punjabi tandoor, I said. That's not true, by the way--it was more like uuuuuugh I dont feel like waking up but who am i kidding, I can't say no to that. anyway, we went, and ate lots of oily stuff and this great lamb thing and some delicious fried rice type dish only spicier and more yellow. we got home just in time to store our many leftovers in the fridge and then head down to price center for the vagina monologues. It was very well done, and I was pleasantly surprised. Some questionable philosophy, yes, but not overall, and they had this movie at the beginning where they went around campus and interviewed people about what their vag would wear if it had clothes, what kind of party it would throw, what it would say if it could talk, etc. It was solid gold, especially because we knew many of the interviewees (one of whom was jason babineu of Etiwanda High School fame, and who is apparently just as much of a superstar here at UCSD--weird! oh yeah, also, alvina chow was one of the vag monologuers, which was also weird fro me, but she did a good job). After the vag mons, as we dubbed them during the night, we went over to earl's for coffee and strolled back to the apartment with it, after making a pit stop at sungod lounge, which i guess is open all night (?) and has a very eerie flourescent vibe that i like. At home we ate some of our leftovers and then we watched I <3 Huckabees, which obviously was good times--yes. no. time, not space. no I don't know what you're talking about.-- classic.
Then, and don't lose interest here, because this is the best part, we went over to mandeville and played on the newly erected see-saw! It's quite amazing really, totally homemade out of a tree stump and a long board painted red with blue knobs to hang on to. the board is not connected to the stump, which some people seemed to find alarming, but i thought added to the fun immensely. Here, I'll show you:
There was also a very climbable tree next to it, which I climed, kind of, or at least enough to take some pictures of me sitting in it, and in this facebook culture, that's all that really matters, right?
Anyway it turned out that Yasha and Sarah had never been to the graffiti covered stairwell in mandeville, so we went and looked at that, and then messed around in the middle part of mandeville for a while, looking at all the weird little artsy surprises down there. I found myself wishing that I were an artist so that i could spend my time down there drawing on the walls and such, or at least that they would have writing classes in that area to make us feel cooler. But alas, we must take what we can get, namely, HSS.
Hmm, so the main reason I am posting this blog is because I just realized you could upload photos through blogger without having to go through photobucket and that's like sooooo exciting. I feel really dumb for not realizing this when I made that really long picture post the other day. Anyway this is one of my favorites from Halloween weekend, me and charlene laughing at jake's crotch. It looked really funny, trust me, you had to be there. The parties we went to were kind of lame, like all parties are, but I got to talk to a few random guys and so that was fun. I am getting really good at talking to strangers. I guess I may have picked this up from Sarah last year, cause that's basically her specialty, or maybe I am just more self confident than I used to be. But really, meeting people is fun. And like Anu said, sometimes it's nice to just have a short interaction and never see them again, because that way you dont have a chance to realize that they're not as cool as they seem. Meeting people randomly and having short little conversations with them makes you feel like humanity is pretty ok, whereas long term relationships make you kind of depressed and disappointed a lot of the time. I suppose this came out more depressing than I wanted it to, but please don't take it that way. I meant it to be uplifting. I guess that says something about my character. This is getting awkward...
