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sure is, and here i am blogging on notepad.

my sister is hogging the phone line and since i don't live here anymore, she has taken over what i used to hog.

then my dad hates japanese songs, which are ninety percent of the songs i listen to. my ears are yelling out loud because they're suffocating.

i've still got stuff all over the house. maybe i'll just not unpack them. that way in september when i have to move back down to ucsd i don't have to worry about packing. genius, don't you think?

found a basketball and a mika kawashima calendar on the backseat today when i was trying to put my monitor there. i think those belong to tin and got accidentally left there when i was helping thu and john move their crap somewhere off campus.

looking forward to jason mraz concert next sunday. the fact that they've got assigned seating has already gotten me excited. dad insisted to go also to keep me companied on the road down to sandiego and i'm fine with that. i just hoped that i had gotten a ticket for him so he can actually enjoy something too.

lost in translation was a good movie. and scarlett johansson is hot. i like the ending. that indecipherable whisper was completely a turning point; the smiles they had on their faces reflect happiness, pure happiness, for the first time ever in the one-hour-and-forty-one-minutes movie. if only i'd known what they had said.

notepad isn't bad, actually. i should say this is one of the best word processor i've used. well, a typing software, i should say, since it does not process word.

one piece chapter 325 is out. get it at arlongpark.com. i don't want to link it here from my school server since dialup sucks and i'm going to need to upload it first. yeah, don't expect many new things being shared over the summer. i just don't have the patience to wait for the uploading to be done.

it's weird how my parents want to have all the curtains closed after dark since they are very paranoid about people stalking them. i had my blinds pulled up and windows open every night back in the apartments. even when i change. maybe i'll open the backdoor and leave it unlocked overnight just to get them all freaked out. =)

and there it is again, my small room with no walking space. with a queen bed pushed against one side of the wall, i'm basically left with about a foot or two of walking space around the bed. i don't walk; i squeeze myself through. the great thing about the room is that the temperature is never right. too hot during the day and too cold during the night. i feel like the desert of yuba would have a more gentle temperature drop.

brian seemed to have left a box full of food in the apartment and i happened to find it while treasure hunting, i mean, cleaning up. now i've got some of the best korean food to keep me companied over the summer. thanks brian. =)

guitar still in the bag, but will be taken out soon. she'll be my very best friend over the summer since my best friends are all not around. one is in connecticut mingling with other girls checking out hot guys, the other one is still in sandiego doing math project but will be leaving to england for the next eight or nine weeks, another one is in florida chasing girls, then there's one in NSB playing with bacteria and crap, one in sandiego trying to be a ninja and break into people's house over the summer, and another one out in LA beating the crap out of little kids. now it's just me and her. hope she makes a good sound when i fiddle with her.

boring, but home is still sweet.

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