May 16, 2003

• I know it’s been a while since I’ve updated.  I’ve just been so busy lately with packing, moving out, saying goodbyes.  Ahhh…there was so much to do!

  
  

   

  
  

  On Tuesday, I spent the whole day packing all of my stuff into any boxes I could find…I actually forgot to pack a lot of important things (e.g. TV remote control, trash can, lamp…) but luckily, Brian took a lot of the stuff.  I hope that he is KEEPING THEM SAFE.  The next thing I know, he will absorb all of my belongings and make them his own.

  
  

   

  
  

  A DRAMATIZATION OF THE FUTURE “BELONGINGS” CONFRONTATION

  
  

   

  
  

  Loretta:  Dude, do you have my stuff?

  
  

  Brian:  What stuff?

  
  

  L:  I gave you some of my stuff from the apartment to hold for when I came back…here I am, so where is my stuff?

  
  

  B:  Yeahhhh…that never happened.  I don’t have your stuff.

  
  

  L:  BUT THAT’S MY IRON!  RIGHT THERE!  YOU’RE USING IT AS WE SPEAK!

  
  

  B:  (shifty eyes) no…uhh…this is MY iron.  I got it for Christmas…

  
  

  L:  LIES!  LIES!  LIES!!!  (Kills Brian, takes iron and other things he held for her, and his PS2 for good measure).

  
  

   

  
  

  Poor Tiffanie and I had to lug all of my crap up to her dorm…HER DORM HAS NO ELEVATORS!  What the hell?  So we go up and down, and up and down, and up and down…with heavy boxes and crap.  

  
  

   

  
  

  On the last trip, where I was carrying my little TV (it’s a small TV but it was in a huge box) I stained my clean shirt.  And that was the shirt I was going to wear to Buccas.  I wanted to either die, or kill someone…OR I could kill someone then die, that would work too.

  
  

   

  
  

  So, I borrowed a shirt from Tiffanie and we three were off to Bucca Di Beppo.  But first we made a stop at TCWR and said goodbye to everyone.  We must have looked pretty stupid, uh, I mean ELEGANT, with our nice clothes while everyone else was sweating and doing wushu.

  
  

   

  
  

  Thanks to Jenny and Tiffanie for the Taiji CD.  I will watch it and learn from it while I’m gone…

  
  

   

  
  

  We go to Buccas where we are like 30 minutes late (Our reservation was under LorLam Briel…get it?  LORetta, tiffanie LAM, BRian, danIEL).  We met Daniel who was watching the Lakers game (he kept on going back even after we were seated!!!).  I requested the kitchen table b/c that’s where we sat the first time.  We ate and ate and ate and Tiffanie and I joked as usual.  I paid for dinner, which was cool b/c YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST!

  
  

   

  
  

  After that we went to the Bonaventure where we ordered nonalcoholic drinks, Tiffanie, Brian, and I ordered drinks that came with keepsake cups.  They’re so cute!  So we sit around, and just talk, and laugh at this girl who had a huge nose (cruel, I know). 

  
  

   

  
  

  Some Revolution Cafe highlights:  Brian said he was going to be me for Halloween, he was just going to be mean, and belligerent.  Right after that, Daniel says, “Hey, I’m going to be Brian for Halloween!  I’ll just eat and EAT!”  Tiffanie, Daniel, and I each had a good laugh at Brian’s expense.  Ahahaha. 

  
  

   

  
  

  The song YMCA by the Village People came on.  Tiffanie and I both hate the song yet are somehow drawn to the “dance.”  So we make a compromise:  Only doing the Y-M-C-A with our fingertips hidden under the table.  So our faces look like we are angry and don’t care, while our fingers are moving. 

  
  

   

  
  

  When I went home, I just spent the next 6 hours packing.  The horrible thing was, b/c of all the lifting, my arms were soooo sore.  I couldn’t even pick up my CD player without gasping in pain.  But I had to pack.  And when I needed a minute, I would lie down and pray for my arms to fall off.  When 7 am rolled around, my sister called and said that we were going to leave for the airport soon.  So, I finished off my packing, threw my leftover food into some bags (for the sister), and we left. 

  
  

   

  
  

  The plane ride was alright, and it’s nice to be home.  I was going to write more, but I think I’ve written enough and I’m pretty tired now. 

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