Guess Who?

Leaving for UCLA tomorrow. Yup. Back to school. When is it all going to end!? Winter break has been such a good time that it's difficult to let go of it. See, Summer Break just tends to drag on, especially after everyone else leaves and I'm just stuck here -- alone. :-(

I guess it's time to go back, and make that good olde attempt to spend less thatn the projected $871 on textbooks/lab books for this quarter. Oh, and spend as little time associating myself with the Office of Residential Life as possible. What a joke. Just a bunch of people working together sucking up for the sake of free housing and meal plan; well, I'm above all that and refuse to take any part in the extreme brown-nosing that occurs (to the dismay of my mother, who still, even upon knowing how much I hate working for ORL, still brings up the fact that I could be an RA next year with a "So... explain this to me again -- I just want to clear this up.... what do you get when you're an RA? Oh! Free housing? Really? That's nice. I'm sure it's not too much work. Once you get it, do you really have to do anything? Oh, you do. Well, you could just not do it." *sigh* oh mom. I love you.

I went to La Jolla today to look for a gift for Dianne, because I still hadn't gotten her anything for Christmas, aka I'm a horrible person. Especially because I pretty much kept buying things for myself. Well, I tried, ok?! I ended up finding something, and that's all that matters. Plus, the things I bought were non-expendible products, so there. Do you WANT my iPod to get scratched without a case? Do you WANT my neck to be un-necklaced? Hmm... what else.... I bought a sandwhiche too. That's expendible, but delicious. It was really good.

Anyways, La Jolla was beautiful. It's by far one of my favourite places in San Diego (along with PB, which I also went to in the morning). I should have brought my camera because the waves were huge and plus.... I discovered a secret trail. Ok, "secret" meaning "I never noticed it before in the million times I've walked by it." But Hell, cool none-the-less. It takes you to a part of the cove I've never seen before. I didn't walk all the way because I could see people making-out, and it would have been ackward. Instead I petted a random orange-striped cat I saw along the trail.

Speaking of cats, I've noticed that cats tend to like me more so that other animals do. On multiple occasions I have had stray cats follow me places. When I was in 7th grade I took the bus to school and in the morning there would be this cat waiting along the sidewalk where I started my trek to the bus-stop, and it would hang out with me until the bus came. And then, it would be there when I got back. I never gave it any food or anything; it just did so out of its own will. Then one day I say a crazy lady holding the cat. I had never seen her before and she told me she was going to take it home to keep. I wonder if it's still alive. Hopefully she didn't eat it or anything. She looked pretty crazy.

I want a cat of my own. Or a snake. I really want both. A small snake though. Not too small. Lieka a baby ball python. My dad and I almost bought one at the pet store once, but then changed our minds realizing that my mom would not like a 5-6ft long snake in the house in a few years. Shucks.

I guess I could see that being kind of scary. I guess.

I am the "Guess Who?" Grand Master Champion.

Sweet.