Unachievable Goals

So on Monday, I made my first post in a long time. I told myself that I was going to write something for the blog everyday. Oops.

Epic Bus Ride (I hope I do the story justice)

Okay so this happened a couple days ago, but it was so epic that I think it is still blog-worthy. Once upon a time, Asha and I had to take our biology midterm in different classrooms, but at the same time. Since our respective rooms were on opposite sides of campus, we had to take different buses home when it was over. I hopped on the K-Line at the MU and she the D-Line at the Silo.

Both buses were set to depart at 4:10 pm, so it was a race from the start. "Texting trash" back and forth as our buses rumbled out of the starting gate, I had a feeling this would be a bus ride for the ages. As we continued, we each received word that my bus was at the corner of Russell and LaRue when hers was at Hutchinson and LaRue - perfectly parallel. The race went on. My bus approached the freeway bridge where Asha's D-Line exited its short freeway route. I was anxious, knowing that catching this light could mean victory or defeat. Luckily, my bus caught the light, and we rumbled through the intersection with Asha's bus waiting patiently at the red. "HAHAHA" I thought, and even texted Asha that it was a good race, but I was totally going to win now because both buses have the same stops and my bus was ahead. Boy was I wrong.

At the next stop, with the D-Line pulling in behind us, my bus driver forgot to open the back door to let students out! The extra minute delay cost us, and the D-Line pulled out first and took the lead. "Oh no, it's over now for sure" I thought as I received a taunting text message from Asha. My bus followed the D-Line in shame, and I sulked in irony; I had JUST texted Asha bragging of my imminent victory.

The next stop provided no lead changes; all the while we were getting nearer and nearer to the finish line.

However, at the third to last stop something magical happened. There were cars blocking most of the curbside, so there was only room for one bus to pull next to the bench. Being the first one to the stop, Asha's bus had no choice but to pull in, leaving no room for my K-Line. In a quick maneuver of absolute dexterity, my bus driver zoomed ahead of the D-Line bus and pulled over 25 yards in front, halfway in the street. The D-Line finished unloading passengers first, but could not pass; the K-Line blocked the road!

It was the home stretch, the last sprint, the final lap. My bus was in the lead and could not be overtaken. Luckily nobody pulled the cord for the awkward stop in the middle, and my bus continued on to victory. I got off the bus smiling, looking back at Asha as she walked towards me. Victory.

**Interesting Side-notes:

-Asha and I texted each other the whole ride, so it felt like we were riding with each other even though we obviously weren't.

-Asha said the guy next to her was reading her texts, so he probably thinks we're crazy.

Sleeping In Class

Today in class, there was a gentlemen (that I did not know) in the row directly in front of me, that was sleeping in class. Since I was in o-chem i figured that it would be rather important to pay attention. I threw a piece of paper at him hitting him on the hand. He opened his eyes and noticed that someone had hit him with something. Although he brushed it off like nothing had happened and continued to sleep.

Oh...Freshman

Today, my dumb history professor was going over what we will need for our midterm on Monday. He asked if there were any questions about the study guide and then proceeded to say that we would need a bluebook. The boy next to me turns to me and says, "Wait, what's a blue book?" Ordinarily I would have thought down about this boy, but since he was cute I cut him some slack :) I'm just surprised he hadn't had to use one yet this year...I mean it's Winter Quarter now!

Have a good weekend :)!

All Shootin' Some Bball Outside of School

Just saw Kyle and David DOMINATE in basketball. They definitely didn't lose. That's for sure. Good job guys :)

Waiting For The Angry Mailwoman to Finish Delivering Our Mail

I took a short nap out by the pool today and soaked up some sun. Best nap I've had all year.

The Power of Midterms

Usually, the my 10am lecture in Chem 194 is dotted with empty seats. Today in Higher Cognitive Function, however, we had our first midterm. I think class attendance doubled.

People All Over The World, Join Hands

Today I had a pretty in-depth conversation with this guy from Ghana, which is located in West Africa. He's here at UCD to study and teach dance (specifically some sort of tribal dance.. I didn't really catch the name). He hasn't seen his family in seven years and says that Davis is much bigger than the village where he grew up. He has worked ridiculously hard to get where he is today and just talking to him made me realize that I've had a hell of a lot handed to me in my lifetime and I'm not so sure I am using it to my advantage. We only talked for 15 minutes or so, but I really feel like the conversation opened up my eyes a little more. There's tons of opportunities and possibilities out there. The challenge we face is to seek them out and make the most of them.

Also, I'm giving blood tomorrow. Or today, I guess. Feel free to join me. If you're man enough.

Make a Desk

Today I converted the side of my bed into a makeshift desk using a T.V. tray. It worked pretty well, and accomplished its goal of allowing me to do work away from gunshots and explosions. Let's just say I successfully avoided enemy fire and held down the fort. But at the end of it all, I figure it might be wise to invest in a real desk.

GMail on Wheels

This morning I was going through the unusual routine of riding the K Line to campus. At the last stop before reaching the MU, Russell and Sycamore, a girl gets on the bus and sits down next to me. She then proceeds to take out her laptop, and check her e-mail. What was so pressing I don't know. And how she had any sort of a connection, I don't know that either. But thankfully, she was also able to log in and check her facebook too before we reached the end of the line.

Um... What are you wearing?

So there was this guy, playing in one of the CoRec basketball games that was going on in the Arc before I had to ref, that had the most unique attire I have seen on a basketball court. He was wearing an 80's era ladies leotard (one that you might wear Jazzercising), football pants underneath, a headband (not so unusual but still made the costume interesting), and a knee band. I want to know who thinks this is a good idea and who has a leotard like that? Definitely cost him some man points.

By Golly!

I've found that the bus is a fantastic source of amusement on days when I really need something to distract me from problematic things such as my life and what the hell I'm doing with it. For instance, on my way home from my abnormal psych class (kind of a scary one because we talked about post traumatic stress disorder and how rape can fall under that category.. scary shit) I got on the Q because the K doesn't get to the MU till like 8:30 and my class ends at 8. So usually when I ride the Q, I sit (1) somewhere near the front because at night it's impossible to see out the window in the back with the unnecessarily bright lights. I also like to sit (2) where I can see the STOP REQUESTED sign because I keep thinking I'm going to pull it too early and it helps if other people pull it first. Finally, I really enjoy sitting (3) facing the windows because you also happen to be facing other people who you can inconspicuously watch (creepy? definitely not). So I got on and sat in one of the first two on the left across from an exceptionally unique individual. He sat in the middle of three seats with his legs as wide as they could go, thus taking up basically the entire bench. Thank god he was wearing pants. He had an interesting mustache going on and was rockin out to who knows what. Soon after I noticed him, an asian girl got on and kind of stood there until he moved one of his legs. Right away I knew he was of the asian persuasion. His body language changed and he wasted no time complementing her on her choice of hello kitty earmuffs. Soon after that, another asian girl got on and sat on his other side. Boy oh boy, was he in heaven. Unfortunately I was unable to appreciate any further interactions between them, as many people began to crowd the standing space inbetween us. I caught glimpses of him chatting them up though. By golly I love people-watching!

I Wish I Went to Wayside

So for Christmas Shannon gave me Wayside School is Falling Down. So after many readings I finally finished it. It made me realize how much I really wish I could go to a school that had thirty floors. Well there are really only twenty-nine...but thats ok. We can pretend that Mrs. Zarves really exists.

Holy Lemonade.

Yesterday I went to a restaurant called BJ's. (I have no clue what it stands for, but I'm pretty sure it's not what you're thinking). Anyways, the server came over and it was time to order beverages. Shannon ordered first and said, "Water." I had to order next and found myself in quite a predicament, because everyone knows that once one person orders water, the rest of the table has to, or else they will suffer a slight guilt for ordering something else. Most of the time it's because you're cheap (like me) or don't want to feel like a fat-ass. Either way, I felt inclined to say "water" just as Shannon did, as if I was supposed to, in order to be polite or something. So I gave in; I ordered water, even though I had my eye on the strawberry lemonade. I regretted my decision immediately, but hey, I was saving a few bucks. Lame right? I was sitting there in my watery shame, as my friends ordered fantastic things like Root Beer and Pepsi. I blew it. (Lol, BJ's joke). Anyways, just as the server was about to leave the table, I gathered up some courage and asked for the strawberry lemonade. I gotta say, it was probably one of the best decisions of my life because when it came to the table and I tasted its syrupy sweetness, I was in heaven. Without a doubt, it was the best lemonade I will ever have in my life. The others at the table tasted and agreed, it was amazing.

BJ's

Get your mind out of the gutter. I'm talking about the amazing restaurant, famous for their deep dish pizza. Well, we went there yesterday to celebrate Shannon's birthday. Let me tell you, it was a good choice! However, eating there made me realize that restaurants with televisions make meals a bit more antisocial. Don't get me wrong, last night's conversation was not lacking, however it made me think of other restaurants I've been to where people don't talk at all, but are instead distracted by the T.V.'s. For example, Buffalo Wild Wings, Tomatina, this Japanese place I went with my family over break, and the list goes on. All of these places have huge televisions in the restaurant that are playing the latest sports games. What happened to enjoying good food with some good company and good conversation!? Oh, America. How I love thee.

Alphabetical Order

Today my biology class was told that we would be split up alphabetically into different classrooms for the midterm next week. (A-L) (M-S) (T-Z). Some kid actually asked if the division was by first name, or last name. How long have you been taking tests in school, buddy? I thought college was where all the independent thinkers and "go-getters" went. Apparently not.

... What Day Are They?

I just got an email from some random girl in my NPB class about study groups. One of the possible times is this "Wensday" at 3 pm. Then there's another one next "Wensday". I now see why these study groups are necessary.

Bruises and Music

Last night, Kyle tried to grab our green pillow from off the ground when, out of spite, I decided to snatch it up away from from him. Thus began the battle for the pillow. I got up to grab my computer, and Kyle started going for the pillow. I realized this when I was half way around the coffee table, and dove across the table to grab it. When I landed, I had hit my bad knee on the corner of the table pretty hard, and Kyle's thumb was about a centimeter away from my eye. Needless to say, I have a fat bruise on my knee, I almost went blind in one eye, BUT I got the pillow :)

Later, I decided to start going through my itunes library and played all the classic songs that everybody knows. It made me realize that songs bring back different memories for everybody. We played songs ranging from 1985 by Bowling for Soup to How We Do by The Game to Ocean Avenue by Yellowcard to Ignition by R. Kelly to I'll Be by Edwin McCain and many many more :)

Music is a total constant. a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. no matter what else has changed in you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment.

Davis Bike Loop

Today Kenny, Courtney, and I rode the Davis bike loop which is supposed to be about 12 miles or so (although we didn't make it all the way around). It wasn't too hard, really, it only took about an hour or so and I'm not really tired. It went through like 10 parks and schools which seemed like kind of a lot. I definitely think it was worth doing at least once.

Smash Bros

In class, a guy in front of me was playing Super Smash Brothers on his laptop. I was glad, because I didn't want to pay attention in that class anyways.

No Class = Lazy

Today I didn't have class which meant I slept in and stayed unmotivated pretty much all day work. I knew that I didn't have much work to do but it took me until 11 o'clock at night for me to start. Expect more lazy Tuesdays in the future...

Work?? Ummm later.

Today I went to class, watched Mad Men, went to a basketball referee clinic, watched more Mad Men, watched How I Met Your Mother, then got ready for bed. Notice how "school work" doesn't appear in that sentence. I think that means I'm a little behind.

Weird Occurrences On A Weird Day

So today was full of random, weird occurrences. In my first class, a student brought her son of about 12-13 years of age to class. In my next class, a student brought her husband to class. I think I rest my case about how I feel really young in my classes. The library smelt like Asian people-and then I ran into Kayleigh...again. My new friend in Sociology also informed me that he had 16 papers last quarter. I thought 8 was bad...I'll stop complaining about it. Happy Tuesday everyone!

Pull Ups

David and I decided that we have to do a pull up every time we either enter / exit our bedroom. Yeah, it's fair to say we aren't going to be in our room very much. Helllloooo couch.

Speaking of Which...

To "avoid something like the plague" must mean that you aren't doing a very good job of avoiding it. I'm pretty sure the plague finds you anyway.

I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!

I can't get over how funny it is to see someone in a huge lecture hall raise their hand, get ignored by the professor, and slowwwlly bring it back down in defeat. Gets me every time. Gotta give 'em credit for wanting to say something, though. If I ever have a question that's good enough to ask, I'm going to keep my hand raised as high as possible until I'm noticed. Maybe even yell out the professor's name, depending on how important it is. But considering the fact that I'm usually overwhelmed by the amount of information being thrown at me and the fast rate at which it's being thrown, I'll probably never have time to think up a good one until the professor's already moved on to another topic. I guess my only option is to inwardly chuckle at the poor, brilliant chaps whose eagerness to participate in the lecture is repaid with utter rejection.
I'd like to note that it's the general situation I find amusing, not the sadness of the individual involved. So if this has ever happened to you, I'm laughing WITH you, not AT you.

Nap Time

Had chemistry really early this morning, and try as I might, sleep overwhelmed me. That's a good sign, considering it was my only class today. However, that means I'm one for one in terms of days sleeping in chemistry class. One hundred percent, baby.

An Odd Question

So I was sitting in my music discussion today, minding my own business in the corner when I hear two people chatting it up a couple of seats down from me. The first question asked? "What year are you?" Upon hearing this, I instantly realized that the two chit-chatters were freshmen, because everyone knows that as a freshman, that's the first question you ask the person sitting next to you, especially when you don't know them. So they exchanged their years (freshmen, like I had assumed), and then a very odd question followed. Now normally, after finding out someone's year, you tend to ask what their major is, and then maybe what classes they're taking (if you're that into them). But no. Not these two! The very next question was "What's your favorite color?" ..... What? Who asks a complete stranger, well, not so much now considering you know what year they are, but regardless, who asks a complete stranger their favorite color? Never have I ever asked a newly found classmate their favorite color! I was very shocked by this question and turned my head towards the naive little freshmen and gave them a look of disgust. I then proceeded to text Shannon, telling her the tale of the two freshmen in my music discussion class. And just like me, she was astounded by the question. Seriously. Who does that? I think the next time I meet somebody new, my second question is going to be "What's your favorite food?" just to be creative. I feel like maybe it'll spice up life a little bit. Or it may just make me look like a complete ri-tard. But anyways, if you must know, the answer was "green." A conversation about the different shades of green was then struck up, and the two freshmen had a good class learning about staves and treble clefs. The end.