Another day, another Oni course. I figured since I could get through Burning Heat in Kidou 2, it’d be easy cakes to do it in From IIDX… so I did. I hope to beat Kakumei in Kidou 2 in the next few days. Doing it in Reverse is so hard…

Today I got a CompactFlash Wi-Fi card for my Dell Axim. It’ll come in handy only when I go to UCSC (or Starbucks), but it was $70 with a $40 dollar rebate, so we jumped on the good deal. I’ll probably be getting a nice 1280×1024 flat-panel monitor later in the summer, too. There’s a freaking $200 rebate on a $500 model… geez.

Speaking of that, my computer should be complete by now, but the sto0pid shipping company didn’t send the case/mobo/cpu in time… oh well.

I also got new shoes today. This marks a new era… or something. My previous Asics running shoes lasted me for almost 3 years… and they held up pretty damn well for such old shoes. I went to the shoe store today and requested a pretty similar model, as I liked the old ones so much… so the new ones feel the same but are just more solid, or in other words, more then half of the rubber bottom hasn’t worn off yet. I started playing DDR with those old shoes and I continued to do so until yesterday. Damn, I’ll miss’em. But the new ones work, I’m tellin’ ya. I beat Paranoia Brothers two more times today with them.

Tonight was very fun indeed. Sophie, Conrad and I went into the city after Sophie played her first bit of DDR in almost a month. I wouldn’t be able to survive that.

We saw a Bay Area Theater Sports (BATS) play – an improvised 3-act performance based around a family picnic. It wasn’t ROFL hilarious like some of their previous stuff has been, but it was really well put together… for a completely improvised piece. The story tonight was that a father had invited his son and his sister-in-law to a picnic, and the father’s wife was also there. His son had brought his friend (HIS NAME WAS STEVE, BY THE WAY) who, throughout the play, was revealed to be the son’s lover… and it just got more dramatic (and just a little repetitive) by the end. The fact that the father spent the whole play gassing up the charcoals was symbolic… of something. It was fun. It was Conrad’s first time seeing BATS. Good stuff.

Afterwards, we went around the corner to the Pier 39 Riptide Arcade, where we saw Randee, Benji, Jeremy, et al. That’s where I passed another round of Paranoia Brothers, and then From IIDX with Randee, who put up a good effort.

RTA closed, so we headed back home, after stopping off at Safeway to pick up some beef jerky, white chocolate bites, etc.

Then the world ended. Or something else that’d make the end of a good night really interested instead of a stupid ride back along dumb ol’ Sir Francis Drake / 2nd Street / Pt. San Pedro to mah house.


Everything closed so goddamn early today. It screwed with my plans. But after picking up some comics to scan and color from Brad, who’s suffering from Wisdom-Teeth-Pull-Out-itis, I stopped off at Time Out and found that the MAX2 machine had been stripped of its memory. And in its place was one low score on Naoki Standard from ROB (White Rice) and 721 points to go until the machine was completely unlocked. God shit it.

But I decided to make the most of my stuffs and found that playing Dance Freaks helps me with my doubles, or movement in general. I p4wned Trip Machine Luv Mix and Paranoia Max. And then I went for another credit, aiming to go for 4 Kakumeis to work on Kidou 2, when I remembered that neither Kakumei nor Kidou 2 were unlocked. So I went for one of the only onis available – Paranoia Brothers. I expected to lose really fast, but instead I found myself just churning through all 5 Paranoias, with a final score of 91.8%. ME = PRAUD

Then I zoomed over to the fair, where I found myself waiting at the wrong entrance for 15 minutes, then waiting with Amelia and Allison for James for another 15 minutes, then realizing that James too was probably waiting at the wrong entrance, and retrieving him, taking about another 15 minutes.

With nothing to really do in the fair we simply hung out for a while, when we were approached by a whole buncho people (Cole, Geoff, Sophie, Brendan from TL, and two other Drake kiddos). I didn’t know Sophie came back from vacation, actually. So we spent the whole fair walking around aimlessly and ending up not going on any rides (besides the ferris wheel), which was fine by me.

One booth was an anti-abortion group that backs their morals on the Bible and hands out to-scale plastic 12-week-old FETUSES to show what those BARBARIAN surgeons end up killing. We had our usual arguments against them, like what if someone becomes pregnant against their will, and is it better to have a child brought into the world unwanted, but I definitely had something to add –

Posted up against the wall was a montage of pictures of fetuses at different stages of development. One picture was of a womb which had been removed from a woman, where a small hand was poking out of a hole and holding onto a surgeon’s glove. This picture was meant to show how awful the surgeons treat the fetuses and how the fetuses “grasp” for live as they’re being aborted. Well, I had something to say about that picture –

It’s famous, if’n the people at the booth didn’t know. That picture, which they claimed to show the horrors of abortion, really portrayed surgeons removing a fetus from the womb to correct a physical defect, place it back in the womb, and wait until it is born correctly. The whole procedure behind the picture was shown to prevent an abortion. So basically, the people at the booth were showing the “horrors” of something that was actually SAVING a life. Being learned sure does feel nice.

Sophie was itching for DDR the whole day, so a whole bunch of us headed to Time Out after waiting for James to show up (he had gone off with Levi, Betty, Simon, et al). Unfortunately when we got there, the mall had closed early, and the last Time Out employee was shutting down the arcade. Yet when we got there the doors were open and there was one machine still on – Dance Freaks. So I got to face off against him and p4wn him at Afronova Primeval (I uh, failed twice at it but I still failed less than him).

But everyone else was really bored since the DDR machine wasn’t on, so I dropped half of the people back off at the fair, while Sophie, Geoff, Cole and I tried going to Starbase. (Yes, there were 7 people in my car for a short time.) When we got there, we found that YES! They WERE open on July 4!

…until 4 PM.

…which is when the customers actually start showing up.

…meaning it was open for 4 hours today and no one came.

That was uberdisappointing but we ended up eating our worries away at Quiznos. I must try a sandwich there next time I go there – I just had soup’n’soda…

Yeah. So then we found ourselves at Allison’s house, where we tried to hang out at a neighbor’s party. It got boring. I suggested going to San Francisco and hanging at RTA, which Sophie saw as a good idea, but it just wasn’t feasible since I had to drive a lot of other people home later (and James, too, who can now drive – if he went with me there would be NO cars). I just love being the chaperone, blaugh.

So instead we just hiked up a mountain to get a REALLY nice view of Terra Linda, where we watched the fireworks. It’s really interesting to see fireworks from above where they explode, and being so far away, too – the sound gets to you about 2 seconds after you see it.

To save myself from another big mess, I won’t get into specifics about what sort of stuff was going on as we watched the fireworks, but I’ll tell ya, it’s all such juicy material. Oho.

Then I accented the mellow music as I drove Sophie, Geoff+Cole, and myself home. Coldplay = rox as usual. So yeah, today was a really good day. Omgfuns…

Summer Orientation

I wallowed like hell today. Contemplation was the norm. But I came to a conclusion, after countless (read: a total of about one) hours of beating myself up: I’ve done much less wrong than I thought. I don’t deserve hatred one bit, in other words.

I went to the summer orientation at UC Santa Cruz. I met a whole bunch of really friendly kids there. You lock eyes with someone for half a second and you’ve got a new friend, whether you have anything in common or not. I’m going to have such a great time making a new group of friends. I think the atmosphere was one of acceptability and the knowledge that we’ll be living in the same community for 4 years so we might as well make the most of it.

I don’t need to say it now that I pretty much live there: UC Santa Cruz is beautiful. My main method of transportation will probably be walking. And the fact that I only have 3 classes in a quarter will make for some ultra-calming walks through the forest settings. The whole place is like Muir Woods.

At the orientation I found out a lot about Porter, the college where I’ll be staying. I got questions answered about dorm life. I got my photo ID taken. I found out a lot about my intended major, Film and Digital Media, and then I decided to ditch that major for Computer Science. I don’t care to learn about Kubrick and his stupid films. I could rent something from the video store if I wanted to do that.

I also took a math placement exam. Gah, thinking math over the summer is hard. But I think I did okay. I’ll probably get the second-to-most advanced class. It’s all good. At least now I know I need to take math since I’ll be doing CS.

This orientation was two days, so I slept in a dorm room for a night – we were also assigned one-night roommates, but despite my roommate’s sleeping bag and clothes appearing in the room, he didn’t appear to have slept in the room for the whole night. Wonder what happened to him. Maybe he got lost on the night hike and eaten by a deer.



A lot of shitty crap (not to mention crappy shit) is going on, despite this having been a really good week for me personally… but being an optimistic person, I’ve got the gumption to post this:


But after about 5 games I’ve already beaten Mad Blast and Afronova Primeval on Wild. Oh well, all I have to do is perfect it. It’s a mad upper body workout, yo.

In other news, after beating Mad Blast I decided to try Kidou 2 on MAX2, and I got all the way to Kakumei – only I wasn’t ready for Reverse Dark so I failed a little after the halfpoint. Oh well. I owned Burning Heat like a mother.

I'm Not Tired Yet

I never really wanted it to be this way, but I can be much more open on my Livejournal than on my main blog, because my parents don’t know about this one. I never really want to have anything to say that my parents can’t read about like anyone else – I shouldn’t have to hide anything. But it’s just the details that made last weekend the best weekend ever.

By the way! Since this is my LiveJournal only, I might say things that are candid or maybe even invasions of other people’s privacy. I MIGHT. I probably won’t. But I’m not afraid to tell the whole truth.

Saturday was comprised of two events: Conrad‘s birthday party, and Chris‘s LiveJournal party (and post-birthday).

The whole Drake gang and I went to see Charlie’s Angels: Stupid Sequel, and it was certainly dumb. I actually liked it better than the first movie – ARGH, why did I say that – what I meant to say was that I think the first movie was more horrible. There. Both are dumb, poorly executed action movies. But it was something to watch.

We returned to Conrad’s for some birthday cake from Baskin Robbins. Best freaking cake ever. I also got acquainted with Conrad’s mom, who showed me baby pictures of Conrad, pointed out the places in his room where he hides his porn, and gave me a business card so I could make, ahem, “house calls.”

Or more likely she just encouraged me to throw my resume around for workings.

After that I drove straight to the Metreon, with no complications. I am totally OWNING the roads San Francisco recently. It’s like, 101, Lombard, Van Ness, Downtown, Metreon. Freaking easy. Weow.

Once there I was just in time for the usual DDR tourney that Chris puts on at LJ meets. The challenge was PA with 2 modifiers. I went up against James. We got era on Reverse Dark, and both suckinged, yet I ended up in 4th place overall, wooee. Enough for a glomp from Chris. Works for me.

Afterwards there was eatings of Long Life Noodles w/ James. Double Happiness (egg noodles, pork, wontons) OWNS EVERYONE ALL THE TIME.

INTERMISSION: I just heard some illegal fireworks go off! Whoopee!

Yeah, anyway I laughed at Grace a bit for not being able to sit with everyone else while she was shmorking, and we all got a laugh as Totally Asian Harry Potter Amazing Shawn Dude was absent, yet we tacked “Azn” onto an empty box of Harry Potter books and threw it around.

Then we saw Hulk. I liked it much more the second time. The movie actually seemed appealing when uh, I could watch the whole thing. :P I’ll leave everyone else to figure that out.

A little bit of DDR followed the movie, and then we moved most of the group down to Japantown. And I drove LJ peoples. Like Randee, who never mentions me in his blog. :( We situated ourselves in the DoReMi karaoke lounge. An hour of singing to “Butterfly,” “In The End,” “Bohemian Rhapsody,” and “Dona Dona” (a slow, sad Holocaust song, picked and sung by me :P) commenced. But we never did get to sing “Eye of the Tiger”… or “Bawitdaba” even! Well, “you can’t always get what you want.” Huh, we didn’t get to sing that song, either, come to think about it.

We left San Francisco with no problem (and a race through the city with another car o’ LJ folk) and made it to Chris’s house (with a stop at Safeway along the way, where I got brie and crackers. Oh god is that good). Chris’s roommates are a bit touchy about noise, although I’m sure that having about 10 people sleep over is sorta pushing it for an apartment, but we kept it down and played some low-volume DDRMAXJ and BMIIDX6. Grace discovered that I am a comfy bed, so she ended up trying to sleep on me. She also tried to get me…


Here’s the funny thing: I’ve never had alcohol… in America. When I went to Europe I had some dinner champagne at fancy restaurants in France and Italy… and when I went to Mexico I had myself some cocktails… yet really, I’d never been to a party where alcohol was available. And I think I handled one like this very well.

Yes, I did drink. There were Skyy malt beverages, sake, plum wine, and vodka. One lesson I learned was not to mix drinks, but I had a little of everything. Enough for a nice buzz. Grace failed in her mission but we made it up by heading over with a few other guys to the apartment complex’s hot tub at about 4 in the morning. We watched Grace’s high school friend Curtis totally gawk at her as she sat around in her swimsuit. Big whoop. It was funnier to watch his body, as every time he got out of the tub he sucked in his chest to make himself look like he had pecs. Or maybe I’m just analyzing a bit too much.

Anyway, we watched the sky brighten over San Quentin, of which we had a great view, and we also watched my hands prune up like there was no tomorrow. Seriously, it hurt to move them. I had sponges for hands.

By the time we returned to Chris’s room, everyone was finally asleep (except for fellow roommate and Starbase employee Arthur who never seems to sleep). Grace ‘n’ I snuggled for a bit (in Jeffrey The Bed position), trying to get some sleep, while others were in the process of waking up. Sooner or later, we all up and left Chris’s party, thanking him for one great night (OMG THANKS AGAIN CHRIS WEOW YOU ARE AMAZING) and heading to… Starbase. :P

The rest of the day was spent preparing for my summer orientation at Santa Cruz, and some early sleep, since I hadn’t had much the night before. I’ll post about my experience there later. It’ll definitely be more public – I went with my dad, anyway.