Yesterday:  went to tai chi.  Practiced 24.  I still don’t think I’m gonna go to the demo because I really, really, need to study for my finals, and I only have a few days to study…so precious…so precious…how the seconds tick away…

But who knows?

I also went with Daniel to the Chinese Man Theatre (?) to buy tickets for X-2.  They were having the premier around the area so Daniel wanted to stay and watch but we both had later engagements so that was out of the question.  “X2 12:01 am Thu 5/1/03″  Yesssss…

Ok.  I’ve been eating way too much recently and I will definately be dieting over the summer.  Sigh.  Dieting is hard…(grumble grumble)

Oh yeah…while we were sitting in the back of Tuan’s car…being threatened my a menacing mirror and out-of-control chair legs, Tiff and I thought of the funniest scenario EVER…

Ok.  Because Daniel and I walked away from the X2 premier, we decided to go to the Lord of the Rings:  Return of the King premier instead.  Tiffanie and I are super excited about this one, and I was like, “why don’t we dress up?!”  I don’t know why…but both of us ended up choosing to dress as these poor-ass-quality Gandalfs.  We’re basically gonna wear the same stuff that we always except mentally warp them into what we WANT them to be.  I will wear my same clothes, a construction paper cone for my Gandalf hat, tape my own hair around my chin as my beard, and then the rings I wear everyday will be Nenya the ring of Adament (Galadriel’s ring…don’t ask me why Gandalf has it).  Tiffanie will paste cotton balls to her face for her beard, and her ring will be The One ring, and then her jade necklace will be Eveningstar (Arwen’s necklace…again, don’t ask me why Gandalf has it…).  And then we’ll harass all of the stars and be like, “Hey!  Hey!  Look!  I have Nenya!”  But it will just be my ring.  And Tiffanie will be like, “Look!  The One Ring!  OOOOH!”  But it will just be her ring.  After much eye-shifting, we’ll probably be ushered away by security…Hahaha. 

I had this awesome dream last night…I won’t bore you with the details…

“I’m a lonely person…10 of the people I chat with aren’t really there…I chat with them on notepad.  And when they come online, I’m like, ‘Ahh!’ paste, paste, paste.”  …(shifty eyes)…

First I’d like to say a big thanks to everyone for their love and support.  Yeah, I know my rantings were a bit…off…but you guys make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside…so fuzzy…(vomit).  But really, you guys are the best.

 

Lets see.  I haven’t posted since like Thursday, so I need to use all of my power to actually remember what I did since then…squeezing…squeezing…ahhh, a burst of flavor.  Oh yeah!

 

On Friday, I realized just how small the world is.  Ok, get this:  MY SISTER’S BOYFRIEND (Stan) went to school with DANIEL WONG!  NOOOO!  The world is just too small!  In fact, they even sat next to each other in math!  THE HORROR!  The horror…

 

Friday night, I went out with Daniel and some of his friends to go see Identity.  I was in a pretty shitty mood.  And even though the movie wasn’t so bad, I left the theatre in an even shittier mood.  DANIEL!  YOU SAID WE WERE GOING TO GET TICKETS THAT NIGHT!  THAT’S THE ONLY REASON WHY I WENT!  LIAR!  LIAR!

 

Today Brian and I went to Ralphs to go pick up some food for Friends and Family Day at TCWR.  We got fried chicken and chips.  So we go, learn a confusing move, and then while the poor, poor, wushu kids worked their asses off (God bless ‘em!), Jenny and I snuck outside with pieces of chicken.  Heh, heh, heh (we were soooo hungry).  And then I chatted with Brian and Caleb outside (poor gimp Caleb…for those of you who don’t know, Caleb hurt his foot like mere MOMENTS before the wushu competition at Berkeley.  I felt crushed for him…it was like the time when my accordion broke right before the international Polka tournament/festival, and I just cried and cried…oh wait, that’s an outright lie…). When the wushu kids finished their workout, we all ate and talked and stuff.  I met one of Tiff’s friends, Lawrence, and he’s really nice. 

 

That’s what I love about Tai Chi and TCWR.  It’s like a family.  You meet so many different people who share similar interests with you, and you talk and laugh…it’s just awesome.  We eat together, cruise together, watch bootleg VCDs together…it’s really funny.  I’ve made friends with so many talented, dedicated, warm-hearted, and REAL people (not in the sense like I make friends with imaginary people…WHICH I DON’T! [shifty eyes]…but in the sense that these people are just…they’re just real.  I can’t explain it).  I feel really fortunate to have found people who are just willing to take me under their wing and accept me.  It’s really great…oh no…warm feelings returning…must quickly prepare vomit bucket…

 

After the BBQ, we went to Caleb’s apartment and watched some of Hero (ooh, I finished watching it yesterday after holding that dvd [still wrapped!!!] for like 2 weeks.  It is one of the best movies I’ve ever seen.  Really beautiful…so artistic…highly recommended to those who haven’t seen it).  And after like 15 minutes of that, we watched this older movie with Jet Li in it…it’s really confusing and no matter what language we put the dvd on, the words and lip movements just wouldn’t match.  Yes, the dubbing was that bad. 

 

Well.  That’s about it so far.  I need to read chapters and chapters of econ and ITP…and then commit suicide…yeah, yeah, I’m just kidding.  Of course I’m not gonna read econ and ITP, that’s ridiculous!

 

**–** “some people call me Loretta” **–**

Grace says, “ooooh crack whores are sneaky!”

wishatermelonw <—this is what I typed to try and sign in just now…can you say dyslexic? 

One of my friends (Evan!) called me up this morning to ask me what my favorite candy was…I said Reeses Pieces but on second thought, I should have said dark chocolate bars.

 

Alright.  Coming up next is just one long post about how much I HATE some of the things people do.

 

Last night I had a difficult chat with one of my friends.  She and I have a “point-counterpoint”-type relationship which I can handle because I pretty much have that with all my friends.  Well, last night I IMed her some pictures of guys (of the famous sort, no one I actually know) that I thought were cute and she just tore them apart (“he’s ugly;”  “he looks gay;” etc).  She does that with almost all the guys I crush on, and makes me feel like I have absolutely no taste.  At this point in the conversation, I just felt like hurting her by insulting HER taste in boys.  She does have a boyfriend after all, and in MY OPINION, physically, he’s no prize.  But I have never told her that because I didn’t want to hurt her.  She says that I should not be mad, because she does it all the time and I know she’ll do it.  But I couldn’t help it; she was just being too arrogant for my taste.  That is seriously the last time I tell her who I like. 

 

OH YEAH.  She should also stop challenging USC and the USC curriculum!  Just because your precious school does things one way, it doesn’t mean its right.  So shut up!  AND NO, I DIDN’T READ THE FUCKING ILIAD!  I READ THE ODYSSEY, AND IT WAS THE LAST BOOK WE READ, YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?!!!

 

Now another thing (and I know it is sort of an old topic): 

 

WHY DID I GO HOME FOR SPRING BREAK? 

 

Too see my friends…

 

If boyfriends make you forget you have other friends, then count me out.  I’m tired of the BS and I hope he/she/they realize that I’m feeling alienated by their actions, and would prefer being alone in my room, than alone in a group that supposedly cares. 

 

I hate being mad at other people, and I’m hoping that my venting releases some of the negativity that I’ve been harboring in me for a long time.  It also should provide some rare insights into my feelings that I usually don’t share with you all (and I don’t plan on doing it too much after this). 

 

Don’t bother asking me questions about who these people are because I probably won’t tell you.  And if any of the person(s) I’m talking about (and you should know who you are, and if you don’t, then it probably isn’t you) want to argue/talk with me, then bring it on.  I’m tired of your crap and I want this to work, but right now I’m completely exhausted and FED UP!

Yesterday was our Tai Chi makeup day.  Brian and I did TC and Jessie and Tiffanie did San Da.  Apparently, Brian will be doing some SD, but ha!  I won’t be.  I have no urge whatsoever to be thrown on the ground. 

We learned 2 new moves in TC and amazingly, B and I learned them quite fast!

We went to Tapioca Express after so Jessie and Tiff could get some grub.  To our surprise, we saw this BAI RYUN speaking TZONG GWA HWA!  Oh my god!

Tonight I have to study for my math quiz, and we’re also going to have a ramen (or SAIMIN for my homeboys and girls) party!

Sometimes I get really confused about what people mean.  First they’re all cold and stuff and then they’re really, really sweet.  It almost makes me want to vomit…did I say vomit?  Oh sorry, I meant, vomit.  See how confusing this is for me?

 

Yesterday we went to Tai Chi which was fun, and a little confusing because we learned a new move…which means we’ve learned a whopping 6 moves in all!  Six!  Unheard of in the world of beginners Tai Chi.  Oh wait, no it isn’t.

 

Once again, I’m totally lost with these new moves.  I can’t seem to move my legs and my arms at the same time.  Plus, I seem to always lean to the left.  Stupid body…stupid, stupid off-kilter body…maybe if I shave a little off the left…so much blood…

 

Today I saw lanky Matt May running on the track.  And I pulled over next to the track near the bike racks and then I waited and waited for him to loop around so that I could call out to him and talk to him.  When he finally did, I yelled, “Matt!  Hey Matt!”  And he said (while jogging) “Oh hey Loretta, how are you?”  And then he kept on running…hahaha.  It was pretty funny…so funny, it made me feel lonely.

 

ONE OF MY ROOMMATES IS THE LOUDEST PERSON ALIVE.  WHY ARE YOU YELLING?!!!  STOP DISTURBING THE MY TRANQUIL EXISTENCE!  SHUT UP YOU HOWLER MONKEYS! 

Alright, I will be writing about the CASA Banquet today…2 days too late…but what do you want from me?  WHAT?!

 

Well, I started getting ready at like 4 pm (with a shower), and after a little break, I did my hair, makeup, and got dressed.  Brian picked me up at like 5:40, and we left for The Castaway, this fancy-ish restaurant in the mountains. 

 

Brian got a little lost but eh, we were like the first people there, so we just dilly-dallied around until Tiff came with her “date,” Gary.  We did the usual, hug, “you look so good!” thing, and then we took some pictures with…each other…and this purple fire hydrant.  Okay.  It sounds weird, but it is PURPLE!  How often do you see a PURPLE FIRE HYDRANT?

 

We walked a little to the side and looked out at the view.  The sunset was beautiful…but not as beautiful as the roads and the golf courses also situated on the mountain (sarcasm). 

 

When we were finally allowed into the ballroom, we walked around and found a table.  We talked for a while, and some of the couples took pictures.  And guess who got drunk first?  Greg, Tiff and my CASA dad.  There was a bar in there, they didn’t card, and they took credit, so the liquor began to flow. 

 

I had chicken for dinner (so-called almond chicken with brie, even though I tasted no traces of almonds or brie, so now I’m beginning to question whether or not I even ate chicken).  After dinner they served us NY Cheesecake with Raspberry coulis and coffee.  I drank a little coffee, but only enough to keep me coherent…don’t want a coffee addiction…don’t want brown teeth…

 

After a few speeches, notably a heartwarming one by Amy (the current CASA president who is THE NICEST PERSON I’VE EVER MET) and a confusing one by Papa Greg who was quite drunk (“the most important thing to remember is to always have fun; whenever I’m not having fun, I have to ask myself, “why aren’t I having fun?”  Riiiight.) we found out that Tiffanie and Jessie both made it on e-board!  Hurrah!

 

And then they started dancing.  Which was slightly uncomfortable, so B and I left.  We had to abandon poor Tiff who was being coerced into dancing…sadness.  We made a quick detour to B’s house so I could get my Spirited Away DVD back.  I watched it again when I got home, and then went to bed.  

 

Spent the rest of the weekend doing homework.  Eh. 

Before I get ready for the CASA banquet…which has already cost me $100 for a fucking black skirt…here are a few quotes that I thought were funny from my mythology discussion yesterday, and my math lecture today…WARNING:  These quotes may not really be hilarious.  Do not read these quotes if you are nursing, pregnant, or may become pregnant!

 

My mythology TA is named Kathy Strong.  She’s a hilarious English major.  Here are some of the things she said while we were discussing Homer’s The Odyssey. 

 

ON ODYSSEUS (the main character, trying to get home to Ithaka)…

 

“He can do everything…which is why I kinda have to hate him.”

 

ON TELEMAKHOS (son of Odysseus)…

 

He’s got all of these other men in his house, eating his food, wanting to sleep with his mother…that’s gotta be uncomfortable.”  HAHAHA One of my personal favorites!

 

ON XENIA (Greek, means “guest hospitality” or being hospitable to your guests)…

 

Kathy:  Why is it that everyone seems to remember the word xenia, is it because it has a ‘z’ sound in it?

 

Male student:   It’s because we are all hospitable people!

 

Kathy:  (major shifty eyes) yes…I feel that to be unfailingly true.

 

(more on xenia…[speaking ghost-like and wiggling her arms around]) “Hospitality is important…see how it is rewarded…”  Okay, so the quote isn’t funny, but the way she said it was.

 

ON LIFE

 

“I’m not trying to say that you’ve all had an easy childhood, but you probably didn’t have people trying to kill you…just a guess.”

 

“Sometimes you find out a lot about your identity by listening to what people say about you when they think you’re not there…”

 

Wise words Kathy…so wise…

 

And the last quote is from Mr. Goldstein my sad, sad, statistics professor. 

 

We were talking about Hypothesis Testing (some part of probability, they’re kinda like yes/no questions except you need to analyze the probabilities of one part to derive the answer)

 

Goldstein (asking for the students to make up a probability):  So…what is the probability of individuals getting better from the disease when using the old treatment?

 

Male student:  Five.

 

Goldstein:…only five percent?………wouldn’t want to get that disease. 

 

Hahahah.  Sorry.  I know these quotes suck.  But they were so funny when I heard them.  They were so funny I wrote them down.  They were so funny, I slapped my knees.  They were so funny I nearly barfed up my honey-nut cheerios.  They were so funn—(tiffanie says, “just stop.  It was over like 2 minutes ago…”)

Woohoo!  Baseball games ROCK!  It is 11:32 pm, and I just came home from the LA Dodgers vs. San Diego Padres (?) game.  Daniel, Julie, Brian, and I left home at like 6:50 pm, and then I think we got lost but we managed to get to Dodger Stadium by 7:30 (after a small problem with parking “why does it go from lot 25 to lot 27?  WHERE IS LOT 26?!!!”) 

 

After Julie and I got our purses checked (I brought a book, but I’M NOT ASHAMED) we walked in and bought food.  I bought a Super Dodger dog, and shared nachos and a soda with Brian.  We went down to our seats (RIGHT IN THE VERY FRONT!)  The game was already underway, and at first Julie, B, and I were like, “eh.”  But soon we started getting really into it when we saw…him…Delfino…

 

Delfino is probably the most popular player on the team.  He is…THE BAT BOY, or is it THE BALL BOY?  Whatever.  He just sits near the stands and throws balls and then when he’s done with them, he throws them into the stands.  Julie and I were seriously desperate for one of those damn balls to take home.  Daniel caught one and gave it to Julie, so the rest of the night we were trying to get at least one more…but NO.  Delfino must hate Asians…or maybe he’s gay…because he only gave balls to boys, and children.  Stupid children with their stupid dreams.  Later, the dad of this flock of children came, and he’s like, “we gotta go!”  And Julie loudly said, “YAY!”  And I just laughed and laughed, because she didn’t even try to hide her excitement at the fact that part of our ball-catching competition was gone.  HAHAHAHAH!

 

We never did catch another ball…

 

But we did get cotton candy.  Julie and I were looking desperately for the cotton candy guy.  We saw him at the beginning of the game but he was moving AWAY from us.  A few hours later, he came back and he called out “COTTON CANDY!”  and Julie and I were screaming, “here!  HERE!”  We paid $5 for fucking sugar. 

 

Ok.  I know that I was meant to be a Dodger fan.  Why?  Because there is a player named Mark LORETTA!  Yes!  Mark LORETTA!  His last name is my first name!  So, that means if I were to marry him…my name would be Loretta Loretta!  Or, as Julie said it, Loretta squared!  Haha!  “Hi, my name is Loretta Loretta, nice to meet you!”  I will be the life of every party.  People who live around me will desperately want to be friends with this enigma named “Loretta Loretta.”  Who is she?  Where did she come from?  Why is her first name the same as her last name?  Does she like sugar cubes?  Well…you’ll just have to befriend me to find out!

 

There was another player named Brian Buchannon, and we figured, that if Brian married Brian Buchannon, they’d both be named BRIAN BUCHANNON!  That way, at parties B could be like, “hi, my name is Brian Buchannon, and this is my husband, BRIAN BUCHANNON!”  But unlike the me, the elegant enigma, they kick Brian out of our inner circle for his stupid name.  Ha!  What the hell is that?  Brian Buchannon and Brian Buchannon…just plain ridiculous.  (note for all who don’t know him:  Brian is not gay).

 

After the game, we went back to campus, dropped Julie off, and then the 3 rest of us went to Del Taco (but only Daniel bought food), and then we went to the parking structure, and waited for the bus.  Oh, I DIDN’T GET CAUGHT IN THE DOOR THIS TIME!  Ha!  Take that you bastard door.  You will never catch me again in your claws of spinning death! 

 

After I go home, I showered and did like 2 math problems, and then chatted a little, and then went to sleep…sleep…sleep…sleep.

 

Have you ever been in a relationship (a FRIENDSHIP relationship) where you feel like the other person just isn’t trying at all?  Yeah, I hate those (don’t worry, I don’t think it is any of the people who read my xanga), but I just can’t stand it.  People like that aren’t really my friends.  But would any of you end the friendship?  I don’t know if I would, but its probably going to end anyway…might as well?

Oprah is too opinionated.  People who have talk shows shouldn’t be so rude and opinionated to their guests.  Bush should target her next.  She has something more precious than oil.  She has fat-ass arms that desperately need plastic surgery.  Un-PC is the way to be!

 

We ended up not going to tai chi on Monday.  I was a little sad because I think TC is so much fun.  But yay!  Lucky us!  We went yesterday to make up for the one we missed on Monday.  And since this Saturday’s lesson is cancelled because of the Berkeley tournament (good luck everybody!), we get to go to all three lessons next week (Mon, Tues, Sat)!  Wow!

 

We practiced 24 some more, and then helped this new guy.  We learned one new step.  I was doing really well in the beginning but started messing up near the end of the lesson!  WHY?!!!  Things to remember when doing tai chi:  1) back straight 2) relax body (esp. shoulders) 3) stay low 4) bend arm.  The HORROR!

 

This whole day I was fighting the urge to fall asleep.  It is hurting me so bad to go to class right now because I’m just so tired.  I almost ditched econ, but I told myself “NO!  Each class costs you $200!”  That didn’t help at all.  I don’t know why I went to class.  But I did.  Unfortunately, I got no intellectual reward from going to class.  But alas.  I must go.  For I am the ultimate square…so square that I am a box.  A cardboard box.  Don’t look at me like I’m crazy!  YOU CAN’T JUDGE ME!  YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW ME!  (Loretta attacks you with her box “corners”…die you blasphemous fiend!…)

 

Well.  I should study for my math quiz tomorrow.  And then…to the Dodger baseball game I go!  OOOOH YEAAAHHHH…Hotdogs!  Nachos!  Blocked arteries!  So many selections…I WANT THEM ALL!  (note to self:  bring homework to fight boredom-induced paralysis)

 

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