I haven't blogged in four days... so I'm going to do the Albie thing and blog a major mondo blog that I'm sure people will be bored reading once they've gotten through the first paragraph. Nothing's really happened since Friday, with the exception that we stayed there until 2AM, but I'm sure you people already know about that. I love Starbucks for being open so late. *Insert hearts here* Anyway, Saturday was totally boring. I ended up just filing my FAFSA forms and whatnot instead of catching up on my reading like I was planning to do. Oh well... That was also the day that I decided to go running with Vinh after not having run in a long time. My legs hurt so fucking bad... ow. After the run, I was going to do more Tae-Bo (just to shut certain members of my family up), but decided against it seeing as how I was so tired. I did sit-ups and some weights instead. I'm trying to cut down on my so-called "squishiness." Anyway, that was Saturday in a nutshell. I woke up on Sunday, aching all over. My parents went out to the lot down in Murrieta and stayed there until late. I stayed home and *tries to remember* did my art project, which turned out "excellente" so I have no complaints about it yet. =) I should've been studying or reading or something, but eh... Those damn permanant marker fumes were getting to me though... I swear, working outside helps to get rid of the fumes, but it doesn't help to the point where you don't have to inhale them every so often. I called into KROQ a billion times today too to try to win the Incubus tickets. But, I don't know whether it is my phone or whether a lot of people like Incubus, but the lines were busy every time I called in. My hopes went up every time the phone actually rang on the other line, but they were shattered when I heard the operator say, "We're sorry. All circuits are busy now. Will you please hang up and try again later." Damn that bastard operator!! Damn him!!! Anyway, mom and dad didn't get home early enough for the whole family to go out and eat so Vinh and I had to go by ourselves. We ended up going to Newtown Buffet *that Chinese food place*. The grub wasn't too bad... but it wasn't good either. It was decent, although not worth the $10. Ehh... the lemonaid was good though. =) After dinner, we went home and I fell asleep while trying to do my homework... oh well. Not my fault... yeah OK my fault. Eh... what are you going to do about it, HUH?!?! Monday was a bore. I tried to study for a test that we were supposed to have today, but that failed me seeing as how I couldn't stay awake. I damn myself for that because now I have an assload of shit to study for Government tomorrow. Fuck. I don't wanna study... booooo. Oh well. I think I know most of this crap anyway. It's just a bunch of shit about public relationshions and shit. Shouldn't be too hard. =/ Today was boring, with the exception of the "Yetti Story," Albie falling on her ass in front of a bunch of tennis guys, and Justin stopping by. Here's a short story ya'll might enjoy:

I boarded a train that was headed for Paradise. The tickets were easily obtained for the fifty cents that I had in my pockets. Anywhere is better than here I told myself. I didn't know what I was getting myself into nor whether or not I would ever get out. I sat down next to the most handsome creature that ever showed itself to me. He was a gorgeous man of around twenty, cleanly shaved with dark, wavy hair that flowed like the mane of a Stallion running towards the setting sun. I looked at myself in the mirrored glass across the way and disapproved of my haggardly appearance. Face it... you'll never get a guy like that, ran through my head as if the phrase were a horse on the merry-go-round that was my mind. I saw him glance at me and look away. I looked at his face. The signs of disgust were evident. His nosed cringed and his eyes looked off into the distance, not really staring at any one object, but rather at many. It seemed as though he was picturing me in his mind and critiquing all the bad points that I had- from my tangled hair to the rags that I have worn since I could remember. Seeing that he disapproved of being seen next to me, I decided to get off the train. I didn't want to ruin his image by being the tramp that followed the prince home. But, before I could take a step from my seat, the train jerked forward. I realized that it was moving. The little sign above my head showed a beautiful valley, luscious and green, full of fruit and beautiful people as far as the eye can see. Then, taking my seat once again, I looked around me. Everyone else seemed to stare at me, mocking me with their cold, unmoving eyes, bidding me to leave their sight. The merry-go-round in my mind spun out of control and every sense of self that I had left went careening out in every direction. "STOP!!" I screamed. "STOP STARING AT ME!!" For once, my self-consciousness has overcome my senses and now the people were really staring at me. This time, they weren't just cold, scornful stares, but also stares that seemed to tell me that I didn't belong. They were the same stares that a mutinous gang of pirates had on their faces before throwing their captain off the side of the ship. Suddenly, the young man beside me stood up. He grabbed my arm as though he were my father, turning me around to scold me. He held me there as if I were some limp vegetable that he wanted to snap in half and throw away. Then I felt other hands grab me. I heard shouts from every direction. "Throw her off!" one shouted. "Let's just shove her in a cargo car!" Although the crowd couldn't agree on any action, I knew that they all wanted to get rid of me. The door slid open in the car and, like the senses that spun off the merry-go-round, I too went careening outward. I landed on a soft mattress and woke up, gasping for air. I stepped off the bed, put on my slippers and headed out toward the direction of my kitchen. Strange, I thought, this doesn't seem like my house. A whistle blew. "Next stop, PARADISE."