I woke up this morning and from a phone call that I asked my friend to call at 5 AM so that I would get up and go over to her house in Balboa Park to do work, but such a feat was unsuccessful. After I answered the call, I fell back asleep to wake up only 3 hours later to work on the book project for Mona. Screwed as we felt for this meeting, it actually turned out quite well. Working on it till around 10ish, my roommate’s girlfriend got up and made kale smoothies for both her and me. This is something that I will definitely start to do instead of really waiting until I have more time. I feel that when you constantly say you will do it when you have more time, you are just making an excuse for yourself. There is never a good time. You just have to make time for it or else time will just continue to tick right around you. After the whole experience with the sewing machine, I think I am making some progress in just doing instead of just thinking. I talked to my mother over the phone recently and began to rant over that forsaken class of mine. Before I could really delve into my hatred of for that woman, as much as I didn’t want to hear it, she flipped the entire situation around into something that was “good” for me. Sometimes I really hate this Buddhist ideology and wish that I could just revel in my self pity, but in the end what’s the point of hating when it’s not going to affect the other in any way. Plus when would I have actually touched a sewing machine if this situation (and from what I recollect, I brought it onto myself) did not force me to. Even though I sewed a shitty flag in 24 hours, I am somewhat proud of myself for even doing it. Thinking is my enemy as well as my saviour.
After the delightful smoothie with kale, avocado, yogurt, apple juice, and apples, I got ready and headed to school for the Career Fair. There was a huge turnout, but unfortunately I was only able to talk to a few booths. Better than nothing right? As 2 o’clock rolled in, Rosanne and I headed upstairs to talk to Mona about the book project. Despite the lack of content, we were able to make some progress with the work that I had done. Afterwards, we parted ways and I went to Park Side to drink a little bit with my graphic design family for the first time. It was very nice seeing old faces and talking shit and good places to go eat in Oakland. Quite nostalgic. Once home, I ate the left overs from last nights dinner at House of Prime Rib. A most random moment in history that I will remember for a long time. My friend decided to treat us out for dinner at a fancy restaurant after receiving a meaty paycheck. Overall good service and food and they sure know how to treat the ladies.
I took a nap an woke up and decided to watch Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen. I don’t quite understand how I lasted through that movie because part way through I had to stop watching because it was really bad. Somehow I convinced myself to watch the rest of it and I still have not changed my judgement. It was pure shit and girls who looked up to Lindsay Lohan take in this crap. Whatever. I’m done. I had my Kimchee and I’m writing this to get rid of thoughts.