Wet Dreams Much

Have you ever woken up and had to pee sooooo badly that you thank God you didn't just piss yourself in your sleep? I mean, sometimes it can feel like you were seconds away from bursting your bladder, and one little dream about a toilet could have ruined your sheets, your day and your pride. What a relief...

Oh My Gosh... Guys...

We went to Bodega Bay over the weekend, and it was really fun. Especially the part where I drew people's faces on Harry's surprise going away balloons and popped them. Oh and dude... we totally didn't forget the carnitas this time.

Fruit Punch

Today I had an apple that tasted like grape cough syrup. No I was not drunk, and Rebecca can verify it (both the fact that I was sober and that my apple tasted like triaminic). It was really weird, but Eshan told me it was because basically their skins are very similar. Still, I got quite confused with all of the science talk. Even so, I still tried to catch on as I chomped away at the piece of fruit going through an identity crisis.

Go On! You Deserve It!

Sometimes it's nice to do things just for yourself. Example: I took myself to the Band of Horses concert this evening and it was awesome! I hadn't planned on going with anyone, but I ran into some people from classes last year and it ended up being a really good time. I think even if I knew nobody at all, I would still have thoroughly enjoyed the music. Now if I could just get me back to my place...

Never Ending Linens

David's dresser = Mary Poppins' magic suitcase. No matter how crammed full his laundry hamper gets (like 4 loads worth), he still manages to wear clean clothes. Way to dress to impress with less, Dave.

sef relzation

Life never ceases to amaze me. I have no idea where my life is going, or where it will end up. I always wonder if there is a reason behind everything that happens. After much soul-searching, I have come to the conclusion that the best path is to live every moment. It means more than you might think. I mean actually being happy no matter what you're doing, because you usually have something to be happy about if you really look at the situation. Also, life seems to be a lot more fun if you live for the moment, instead of living for the future or wishing you were somewhere else...

It's going to be tough, but that's my goal from now on and I thought I would post about it. The End.

The Puff Daddy Evolution

So we all know Sean Combs. Well maybe not the name, but you definitely know who he is. While he did go by that name at the beginning of his career, it soon became Puff Daddy. But that grew old quickly, so it became P. Diddy. No wait Diddy. No wait...Sean John?? This guy must be going through an identity crisis because he can't seem to keep his name straight. Anyway, one student in my World Civ class has dragged me through the same name changing process. On day one of this internship way back in January, Mr. Reilly introduced me to the class as Mr. Shontz. That name lasted about five minutes and I was Harry as I walked out of the first class. Harry stuck, go figure, for a few weeks until one student David called me H-Dog (it may be dawg, I'll have to check the spelling). But it was my nickname on the swim team back home so I responded without thinking, and that name stuck for even longer. This week an new name surfaced when David, yet again, called out YO H! Now my bio teacher, and the whole class, senior year called me this so once again I responded without thinking and it has lasted for the past few days. If David tries to add a new one to the list I'll probably end up telling him my first name is, ironically, David as well and that the name changer has the same name as the changee. Either way I have been reduced to one letter. Don't really think I can go any further so try and beat that Sean Combs.

Professor Props

So as the end of the quarter draws to a close, the ritual of filling out instructor evaluations begins. Today, in US History, we filled out the red tape bureaucratic form for Professor Rauchway even though we still have two days left. Regardless, after we turned in the forms our professor gave the traditional post-evaluation speech but with a twist. He thanked the class for putting up with him, especially because he had just undergone heart surgery two weeks before the quarter began. Now this is my third and final class with this professor, and I did not notice any change between awesome lectures on World War II last winter and his awesome lectures on the Gilded Age this spring. Props Professor Rauchway, twas an awesome quarter.

OkayHereWeGo

I think it's about time I made a post on this blog (which is getting better by the way). < that was an inside joke from the "How I Met Your Mother" finale yesterday in case you didn't get it. Well now, so much to say, so little space. We had an awesome weekend full of random things, like getting 2nd place a wiffleball tourney (and only getting beaned a couple times... yay!), going to a luau party thingymajig, having a bbq in poor weather conditions and chillin' maxin' relaxin' all cool with my buddies. Oh, and enjoying the sunny Sunday weather. Then LOST. I'm sad it's over. Okay that's it for now... you probably already knew all of that, but hey, our future selves might forget and that's why I'm reminding them now. Just wait and see.

What Did They Witness?

I was putting in my contacts a little while ago and heard knocking at the front door. I knew Danielle and Derek were in the front room because we had all been working on homework out there together, so I didn't make any effort to get the door. So then I heard Danielle shout, "COME IN!" and nobody came in. I walked down the hallway to see what strangers we had once again invited into our home and saw Derek reluctantly get up and open the door to find..... JEHOVAH'S WITNESSES! I just think it's funny because they're so anxious to talk to you all the time that I would've thought they'd gladly come inside to start telling us all about where that ever-elusive God is and how to find him (or her.. yay diversity!). It was also funny to see how Derek handles visitors such as these. We really need to be more careful about telling people to let themselves in.

Stay Classy (and Cold), Davis!

It rained yesterday, even though my "Kenny Forecast" said it wouldn't. I was shocked, surprised, bewildered. The funny thing is that I biked by him on campus as it was raining and threw my arms up in puzzlement, with a smirk on my face. He proceeded to say, "Sorry about this rain..." as we sped by each other. It was quite ironic because, only about 5 minutes sooner, I was commenting to my friends about how I was mis-told the weather. The good news is: I survived! It wasn't that big of a deal, mostly because it wasn't cold rain. Still, I was prepared for the worst in shorts and a t-shirt. So I guess you could say I'm in denial.

Can You Hear Me Now? Good.

Imagine if texting was invented before phone calls. When the phone call was invented, people would probably be like, "OH MY GOSH! This is so cool....I can hear their voice!!"

Rockin The CD player

After the invention of the iPod, I thought I had seen the last CD player. However, on the bus the other day I saw a guy rockin out to some jams on his compact disc rotator. He pulled that huge thing out of his jean pocket, which I don't know how it fit in there. You know, mp3 players are pretty cheap now-a-days and I don't remember when the last time I bought a CD (I do remember but that's not the point), but I think it's about time to upgrade. In fact, he probably paid for enough batteries by now to keep that thing pumping to buy himself a new nano.

Drugs, Furniture, Bombs and Turtles

Today in high school, yes I'm back in high school, we talked about the culture of the Cold War Era, as seen in Billy Joel's We Didn't Start the Fire. Of course, one of the main topics of discussion was Woodstock (the hippiefest, not the pizza). First off, the New York jokes began. Which I don't understand how that happened, cause Mr. Reilly is from Boston. Go figure. Anyway, he then began to tell the story about his brother's adventures to Woodstock...

Mr. Reilly: My brother and his friends loaded up a giant U-Haul truck and drove to New York for the festival. In the back of the truck they had couches and other stuff...if you know what I mean...

Girl in Class: Yeah of course Mr Reilly. Couches and tables.

Also, we watched Duck and Cover. There was a turtle by the name of Bert, and Bert the Turtle was very alert, when danger threatened him he never got hurt, cause he knew just what to do! Duck...and Cover. Duck...and Cover!!

Bunsen Burned

Worst experience in chemistry lab ever. Some demon of bad luck seemed to be against my lab partner and I, as we practically messed up every other step of the procedure. Here's the cliff notes: We first made the wrong amount of solution and had to remake it all (which included re-weighing out some more solid to dilute in it). We had to make a boiling water bath for one of the flasks, but it took us about 4 tries to get an amount of water that worked (in terms of being able to hold the flask properly). After boiling the solution for 10 minutes, I took it out of the boiling beaker and proceeded to spill almost all of it on the lab bench, forcing us to remake it again. Later, we had to record wavelength absorbance at a bunch of different wavelengths; we got halfway through Part 1 before realizing we forgot to dilute the solution we were analyzing and had to start that part over. Then while putting some mixture into test tubes, an empty one rolled off the counter and shattered. And finally, while doing the last part of the lab, we dumped out some of the solution into a waste container too soon, and realized right afterwards that we still needed it for a couple more measurements, but it was gone forever. Thank God the we didn't make the room explode or something. Sheesh.

Brushing

Ok this is kinda random and weird but have you ever had your nose completely plugged while you were brushing your teeth? It's really frustrating as you try breathe in but you already have a mouthful of foaming bubbles all over your teeth and gums which really gets in the way of oxygen particles getting to your lungs. You have to try really hard to get just a little breathe. This was really bothering me last night before I went to bed. If you don't know what this feels like try holding your nose and brushing your teeth. Or you could try brushing your teeth with your other hand, that's pretty awkward too...

Updated Prayer Technology

This girl a row in front of me in class today got a text message from Jesus. I wasn't aware he sent texts nowadays.

Damn Red Shells

The other day, I was biking around campus holding the peel of a banana I had just finished and totally felt like I was in Mario Kart, armed and ready (although everybody knows bananas are the worst item... guess I was in first place). I had to resist the urge to drop the peel right in front of somebody's bike and speed ahead of them laughing.

Follow Your Nose!

Harry and I visited the Yolo Fruit Stand today! Their bananas (that took me a while to type.. nanananas) were 49 cents a pound and then I also got some strawberries (or strawbabies, as I sometimes like to call them.. they're just so cute) and some mangos for Jaclyn. There's a bunch of other tasty fruits, veggies, nuts, etc. so if you're looking to eat a little more healthily, I suggest high-tailin' it to the Fruit Stand.

All Part of the Festivities

The problem with prostituting yourself out for free hugs (or in my case, Organic Hugs) at a Hippie Festival is that you have to deal with some awkward situations. Situation #1: Some people are just bad huggers. There are the people that are too far away from you, and think that a hug is all in the arms. Everyone should know that a hug requires more than that. Other people break away too soon, and others hold the hug for a bit too long. Then there are the people that won't let you go when you try to break away. Hugging is a science, people, get it right. Situation #2: Girls with arm-pit hair. Luckily, I didn't have to deal with any of that this year. Situation #3: Smelly people. By the end of the day, I probably smelled like 50 different Whole Earth Festival-ers. Situation #4: The group of friends that shoves their friend towards me, daring them to give me a hug. I'm not that scary am I? Situation #5: The Creeper. This is the guy (it's always a guy who thinks he's being funny, or he's a closet queer, either one) who decides to feel me up when I'm giving him his hug. I mean rubbing his hands all down my backside. Sorry buddy, that's off-limits. And you aren't funny, even if your lame-O friends laugh. Situation #6: The Ultimate Hippie. Yes, you heard me, The Ultimate Hippie (he even gets his 'name' all capitalized). This is the guy who wears a tie-dye shirt, skirt, Jesus sandals, sports a long gray beard, purple circular glasses, Bob Marley cap and... the piece de resistance... a giant conch that is bigger than his face. If you run in to this guy and give him an Organic Hug (or probably any attention for that matter) he will proceed to thank you by blowing his conch shell right next to your stomach for a good thirty seconds, no exaggeration. I couldn't tell if it was awesome or awkward, but it was probably both at the same time.

Callin' Me Out

I decided to leave chemistry class early today in order to study for my biology midterm later that day. However, I forgot that I have a sarcastic, thinks-he's-funny chemistry professor. So, about 10 minutes in, I get up and leave. While I'm lunging up the aisle I hear him say to the class, "So I was that boring so quickly, huh?" I smile and shake my head because I know everyone is looking at me, but I definitely don't stop. I KNEW he would say something, I just knew it. And it still wasn't funny. And yes, he was that boring.

I See Right Through You

When you encounter someone walking toward you and they happen to be in the way, DON'T MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH THEM. You are much less likely to do the awkward we-both-decided-to-go-the-same-way-at-the-same-time dance if you look past them in the direction that you're heading. I don't know why it works but it does.

Good (?) Morning

Does anyone else have trouble making friends in their first class of the day?? I always do. Mostly because 1) I never want to be there and 2) I just don't talk to people when I'm still waking up. Ordinarily, I'm pretty good at striking up a conversation, and making an in-class friend. However, I always struggle with the first class of the day. Amazingly, today I finally made a friend. It only took 7 weeks. No big deal.

ATTN: SHANNON MILLER

Do you have a new phone yet!? I was going to text you today, but realized I couldn't! I will probably be back in Davis before you see this, but oh well :)

Organic Hugs

Today was the all natural, Whole Earth Festival; full of hippies, arts and crafts, and all sorts of bizarre. Anyways, at our second visitation to this event, the few of us went around giving hugs to complete strangers. But this time, Kyle not only gave out free hugs, but all natural and pesticide free organic hugs. This was a large improvement over the deluxe hugs from last year. The majority of people thought it was pretty hilarious and often jumped in to get a organic hug. We even saw the same gentleman giving free hugs from last year, and he just laughed as we out-did him again. Overall, this year's WEF was a great success, except now we have to think of an even better idea that organic hugs from last year which may be pretty much impossible.

Study Time is Silly Time

What I learned from watching Harry and Shannon study last night: Harry's left hand are bats and his right hand are birds. Pow! Right in the gestation. Now back to you...

Lookin' Super Cool

I was telling David on the bus today that one day I want to be able to ride the bus in a standing position WITHOUT HOLDING ON TO ANYTHING. Or maybe I should just pace from the front to the back. That would be pretty funny. I think people would be thoroughly confused.

Lookin' Like A Fool

Today, while playing ultimate frisbee, I flat out dove to block somebody from catching the disc in the end-zone. It was successful attempt (go me) but upon landing on my belly, I slid forward, but my shorts didn't go with me. Yes, I basically "pantsed" myself while diving for a frisbee. Luckily, my boxers stayed where they were.

Wait, You Go Here??

Today, I saw Kyle on campus for the first time ever. Good to know that he is actually a student here, and isn't just an actor on the Pang show...or is he?

Splappa Splappa!

To elaborate on David's post... WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS MY FRIENDS! Nobody expected us to win, yet we conquered the sun, the wind, the triple rims and some giants to become outdoor basketball 3 on 3 champs. Whoot whoot!

We Are The Champions

As of yesterday, Kyle and I are officially IM sports champions! The 3 on 3 tournament was held outside in the hot sun all day, so it was natural that we all got burned, but it was well worth it. Expect to see our pictures on the Wall of Fame in the Arc any day now. Goal Achieved