California State University San Marcos

2003-12-22T00:31:00.000-08:00

My last week this semester was awesome I must say. Almost as kick back as the first week. A circular path that coincides well. Monday I arrived at school at about 8:00. I didn't have class til 11:00 and that was for a math quiz. I sat in the open desk at the library instead of the cubicle. Big mistake. Drew spotted me and we ended up talking politics for about an hour and a half. I got a phonecall from Dan Tipton, who was bored and just got home. I told him I had a busy week and couldn't study. Mike Z dropped by to pay me a visit. I'm beginning to see our friendship really come together. He tells me about life and what's going on with him, down to details. He's going back to work after taking a month off. He had some department conduct an investigation on his boss about illegal activity and the department suggested he take time off. Also, his cousin broke up with his fiance and is now crying on his shoulder. I told him that it is great to help family, but don't make his problems your own. Eventually, I got back to staring at a book blankly. What? study? Hell no, i can't do that. I had a history test the next day. I had to read three articles, finish reading "Born on the 4th of July," and memorize 50 states and their capitals. No sweat. Took me a couple of hours, but I finished it up. Had my math quiz. The quiz was on the Fundamental Theorem of Calculus. I memorized the formula and the proof, which she explained only minutes before the quiz. 30 out of 25, a perfect score, with extra credit. I hadn't scored that high since the first quiz. I also helped Cip study before class. I gave him my notes, I didn't follow up, so I hope it helped. Tuesday was the history final, 7 AM. The states and capitals whizzed through my head, it was like clockwork. The second part, 5 questions for each article. A couple of questions were confusing, but by taking notes on each section, I reinforced my reading, which prepared me for my test. The last part was an essay on "Born on the 4th of July." I had a thesis developed, but no evidence to prove it. So I jotted down some ideas and went with it. The intro was so well written and it flowed like I had practiced it for days. For some reason, my ability to pull bullshit out of thin air was very powerful that day. I wrote possibly the best unprepared essay I have ever written. I talked about the search for truth, question, and drive are all part of the American way, playing off of the United States propoganda to support the war, which was the American Way during Vietnam. If my ideas were not well written, the presentation alone deserves a high grade. I guess cheating was high on the last test, so the professor had the class exchange blue books. Mrs Roberts just had to have a class picture, so we posed infront of the stairs outside. I will really miss that class. It was fun. I also stopped by the community service office to speak to Alice. I had called Queency, the volunteer coordinator for Americare about volunteering opportunities. She hadn't responded back, but I knew that was the organization. I gave her some of the paperwork. She gave me to CRN number for HD499c, Community Service, so I could sign up for the class. I also had a flu shot that day at 3. I got the last one. So I went in, a little bit late, got the shot, waited, then left. No problem. Vaccinated. Visited Nana's for a bit. Stopped by just to say hi. That night I went to see Lord of the Rings, Return of the King at the midnight premiere. Tony, Ben, Eric, Shaz, and Bret were already waiting for me. The line wrapped around the building in two directions. There was some cold pizza, but not much snackage. The theatre ppl felt bad about us out in the cold, so they let us in two hours early and we watched next years previews for 55 minutes. The movie was a staggering 3 hours, 20 minutes. I spotted Clay, Mikhail, Dan Powell, Dan Brucks, AJ, Jason, and Andy Beck in the lobby outside. I got the headbutt hello from Andy and Dan Brucks tried to double-tap me. I didn't get home til 4 AM Wednesday morning. I woke up the next morning at 8 AM, after a 23 hr day. I went for a 9 oclock interview at Americare. I found the place without too much difficult. I took the tour, met some people I would be working with, and then signed some paperwork. I'm working in the nursing department, checking vitals and administering medications. It says in my job description that I might have to bathe patients, but I hope it doesn't come to that. Returned to school to turn in the job description and other paperwork. The rest of the day I was supposed to be studying for spanish and finishing my paper. I studied a little bit. I ran into Chris and we walked around campus, checking out the fieldhouse, saying hi to everyone I recognized. Now I know why I need not get distracted. I know everyone and stop to talk. I can't help it anymore. I ended up going home at 4, studying very little to nothing. I finished the paper in half an hour, so I was in good shape. My final was at 7 AM the next morning. Spanish was alot easier than I thought. 7 pages, but two written parts, future, conditional, por vs para, no fault se, and subjunctive, just like the book. I didn't get Jamie's #, she just didn't show any interest in having a relationship. She's too caught up in her work and school to care. Went shopping later that day for some perfume for Cindy for the gift exchange. Head out to the mall, as much as I hate to go. I found this place called Perfume Gallery. Who was working there but Sanna, a girl from my history class. We talked about school for awhile before I bought some Michael Kors. It was a $55 bottle, but I talked her into giving it to me for $50. I had to keep it under 50, the rules. I also picked up some neck scarfs for Nana, my other secret santa. $48. Damn expensive for two neck scarfs. So I got the gifts and headed over to Nana's. I dumped her trash and brought back Carls Jr for myself. Nana didn't want anything. She's still getting better from her last cold. Friday morning at 11:30 was the motherfucker that was going to ride me. The math final. This bitch was hard. 11 pages. 300 pts. That's 10 pts/question. I left two questions blank, dammit. That means the best grade I can get is 93%. So I know I don't have an A in the class. I would have to get 270 to get an A-. I'll have to wait. I'm just glad finals are over. Everyone is down, but most of them are sick or brought germs with them. I have another gift exchange next tuesday at Dan Tipton's house. Saturday the family went over to Nana's to make tamales. Only Nana, me, mom, dad, missy, tina, and tanya were there. Everyone else was sick. We made about 300 tamales in 3 hrs. Some beef, some green chile. Come Christmas, these will be the most expensive food item there. I'm stoked about Winter Break and seeing all my buds. I'm trying to plan a trip to Disneyland with Dan, but my dad's not having it. Oh well. Metallica tix went on sale Saturday for March 15th at the Forum in LA, but they sold out before I could get my hands on some. Dammit! Take care and happy holidays. Hughes and Kisses, ppl. Peace, love, and harmony. Late.

Sancho

2003-12-14T15:30:00.000-08:00

Sup guys and girls. I'm only a week away from my last post. Last week was the easiest week of school I have had since the week school started. I missed the study session with Mandy on Sunday. Yeah, I got bitched at by her the next week. Christmas decorations, you know? Tuesday was my dad's birthday, so after class, I headed over to Nana's to pick up his present, then went to Hallmark to pick up a $2 card. I also did this alcoholedu online course for GEL so I could get the 100 pts extra credit. Took me 3 hrs to finish it. I missed four questions in the final exam. Turned that in along with my final campus involvement paper, which was about the whiteness forum on campus. The forum was a series of posters and displays about white privelege and how no matter how much money somebody makes, whites still dominate people of other races as far as laws and priveleges are made. I took a 1965 Alabama Literacy test. I failed, only 1 answer short of passing. The test was not based upon reading ability, but literacy of politics. Whites wouldn't take the test because of the grandfather clause, their grandfathers were white. I went around looking at all the presentations and then left. I scheduled a flu shot for next tuesday because of the dangers of the enfluenza chain this fall. Some girl in San Marcos died. I got the last one, so i'm incredibly lucky. Tuesday was awesome. For my dad's b-day, we got some tickets to WWE Smackdown televised professional wrestling event at the Sports Arena. The seats were perfect, straight middle, eye level with the ring. The pyro was loud. Mom jumped a couple of times. I really enjoyed it, being close is alot different than watching it on tv. No commentary and sometimes it's hard to hear what the wrestlers are saying. Didn't get home that night til about 11:00 PM. I discovered for history, the final is based upon the readings of "Born on the Fourth of July," a book nobody has begun to read. We have an essay prompt and everyone is flipping out. I like the book, it's about a vietnam war veteran who comes back a parapeligic. After History class, we went out front of the steps because Roberts just had to have a class picture. I had asked out Jamie from my spanish class, but she was apparently busy this weekend going to some play or musical down in San Diego. Damn. Well, fuck it, I tried, but i'm getting her number before class is over. I've already finished the final in GEL, so I'm not going back to class. GEO, I'm dropping off the final Saturday morning. My schedule for next semester is fucked. I can't take any chem or bio classes because they're only offered in the fall and i'm not taking the courses at Palomar. I can't take CS 111 because there is only one class and it conflicts with the only physics class available. I have to take Calc I even though I'm already taking Calc II right now, I need to have the credits for a biochemistry major. I need to take HD499C, but I have to go into the Office of Community Service to get one and I haven't found an organization to participate in. So i'm fucked and I need to crash classes because I registered late and availability of classes is down because of multi-billion dollar tax cut to the CSU's courtesy of California Governor Arnold. Friday was awesome, I spent the day night and morning with Ben, Tony, Bret, Shaz, Eric, and Courtney. I brought the equipment over and we jammed for a couple of hours. Then Shaz went home with Bret and we played Halo. Took a break, watched red vs blue episodes, from trailer to end of first season. Went back, played some more halo, ordered pizza. Watched some tv for awhile and just talked about stuff. Then we all went to Edwards in San Marcos to see the Last Samurai with Tom Cruise. The BEST MOVIE I HAVE SEEN IN A LONG TIME. Absolutely brillant. I want to see it again. Ben, Erik, and Tony teared up a bit. After the movie, Erik took Courtney home and we all agreed to meet at Erik's house cause Ben's mom threw us out. We needed an extra control and Target was closed, so we were off to Blockbuster. They didn't have any controllers, but they called the other store and they had tons. It was almost closing, and we hauled ass over there to get one. Erik's place was nice. Played some more Halo for awhile, then went down to Jack in the Crack and 7-11. Some peeps infront of us had an SUV full of ppl. Some got out and were walking around with drinks in their hands. They were all clearly drunk. The problem was they had a $47 order. 4 bags full of food. Took half an hour. After a quick 7-11 run, headed back and ate. By then it was 2:40 in the morning and I had to get home. So I said goodbye. They offered me Courtney's ticket to Return of the King on Tuesday at Midnight. I told Tony I would call him. So I had an awesome week and here I am studying for finals. Yay, bullshit. I've got alot of stuff to do, so I'm going to cut this entry a bit short. Besides, Armaggedon is on PPV today at 5. Alright, wish me luck next week. The goal: 4.0 first semester. I can do it! Alright, late.

Sancho: I am still awesome!

2003-12-07T20:06:00.000-08:00

I'm still, I know. It's hard cause I keep busy now. I might just this shit off at the semester break. I hope to keep going til May next year, but doesn't look like that's going to happen. Two weeks went by, it's going to be hard. I'll try. So I was supposed to go the AZD AKO TKE SAE Greek BBQ happening at school on Sunday. DIDN't. Oh well. Got my GEL final, an at home essay of what you plan to do with what you learned next semester. I laughed, typed it in about an hour. Cake. Ran out of toner cartridge, headed down to Office Depot. $22 so I could print my homework. Meh. I'm now doing office hours with Puha. I realize if I want an A in her class, I'm going to have to excel in these next couple of tests. It's not going to be easy. I took one test on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and bombed it. 93/150. DAMN! I have to ace the final to get an A in the class. Had the last Yellow Ribbon Meeting this week. I gave it alot of thought and decided I would accept her decision to fil her position to become president of the club. For now, i am co-president. Luan thought this would be a better idea. Talked about next semester, what we could do to promote the club. I thought about doing the concert that Gabe explained. Good PR for the club week the week after. And, I brought up new student orientation next semester and having a table out in Chavez plaza. More tablework. Great idea, so planning for that. Lindsay and I are attending a seminiar in Orange County about student health issues in mid-February. So we said goodbye til next semester. Wednesday, no GEL class. So I had a huge break between, which I should have spent studying, but I turned in some Yellow Ribbon forms for paying Luan. The GEO quizzes are getting easier. It's really sad. Didn't read, missed 1 question. Thursday was Thanksgiving over at Rose's. Whole family was done. Even the kids. Except both Tomas and Jessica were sick, so I got my cold from either or both of them. Played Basketball with my cousins Alfie and Tony. Two of them are 30 and 36. Still got game, but I showed them where I come from. Dinner was great. Plenty of food, I got my turkey leg and candied yams, so I was set. Tanya was getting singled out by her sisters about something, so she was real upset. I told them to knock it off. Good all and all. No calls, cause I don't get reception out there. Escondido is out of range, for some reason. Friday was awesome. My dad hooked up wit some tickets to Universal Studios Hollywood. I hadn't been in 4 years. Got there around 9 AM. New Shrek 4D motion show. Real funny stuff. T2 terminator and Jurassic Park. Lot of asians there, as usual. It was a great day. Glad I went back. I had fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, and a biscuit. This chicken place in the park. Expensive, but good. Later that night, I was throwing up from a stomach ache. Saturday night I went with Dan Titpon to a Clippers/Nuggets game at Staples Center in LA. I guess Dan's uncle or cousin went with us. He had this [sic] used Mercedes Benz with custom sound system. I guess his wife drives it too and she has here rap music. She's got taste, I never met the girl, but i'll give her that. What Dan didn't tell me is his dad's boss has got the hookups. We had this nice skybox suite next to the doublesuite, for the owner of the LA Lakers. Free everything in there. All the liquor you could want. Had a corned beef sandwich with old-school potato chips. Then this dessert tray comes by knocking on our door. I get a slice of chocolate cake. So sweet. The game sucked. Clippers are worst in the league and Nuggets suck less. No wonder LA supports the Lakers, every town needs a winner. This suite on the middle floor is the hardest to get, it's about a half million a season. The rest of the weekend I helped parents with christmas lights and the train setup. Took us only a couple of hours, a new record. Finished my GEL project at the last minute for presentation on Monday. I had been working on it last Saturday, five hours for the powerpoint. Except the floppy disc I put it on failed when I tried to load it. My group was pissed off at me and I looked like a jackass. We still got 180/200, but I was pissed off. I broke the floppy in half and threw it in the trash. Now I use nothing but cds. I had to send Poggi the prensentation via e-mail to get the grade. I had this new presentation in GEO, a followup speech to provide a solution to the previous speech, gang violence. I had to do this questionaire for the class. So I wrote one up tuesday night and distributed wednesday. Then I made time Thursday afternoon to research my speech. I wrote the speech Thursday night. I never memorized my speech, but I put it on note cards and had a few visuals to help the speech. i knew what I needed to say. It went over very well. Finished up my LAP for ELP. I barely got three pages in time for Wednesday, up to last minute. I made it on time, I guess everyone else got stuck in San Marcos traffic. This nice Thai food place called the King and I. Everyone was dressed up really nice. The food was great, alot of Currie and Okra, though. Not spicy. For dessert, I had fried bananas wrapped in pastry dough. Delicious. I presented and it was good. At the end of the night, we got these crystal transparent plaques from ELP. VEry COOL. So that's it for leadership. Looks like I have to prove what I have got from now on. Registered for classes next semester on tuesday. Sort of. I couldn't get this classes I wanted, so I picked some classes just so I could be registered for next semester. I might have to crash most of my classes. My parents are getting on me and I hate it. I told them to back off, cause I have got it handled. I pay for it anyway, why are they still telling me what to do. It frustrates me. I wish they would just get off my case. I visisted LCC Tuesday. The principal's secretary would not give me the teacher's class schedule because I am not supposed to disturb teachers. So I walk out of the office onto campus and go anyway. My teacher's classes haven't moved, luckily. Talked with McCormick, Davis, Buck, Lax, Emmerson, and deBoer. I came for the debate students. I get a round of applause from the students, which was nice I guess. So I'm judging Friday and Saturday. After doing office hours with Puha on Thursday, I rocked the quiz. I was so happy. I know I did good. Mandy and I scheduled study time on Sunday, but I didn't have time so I couldn't go. She's going to be so mad. I better be ready to apologize to her. I could have gone snowtubing at Big Bear on Saturday, but I was judging a debate tournament. Christmas Classic is the biggest tournament in SDC. So I was there Friday from 4 PM to 10 PM and Saturday from 8 AM to 9 PM. Actually ran on time, believe it or not. But all these novices just bitch and whine about everything. Real disappointing. After the tournament, Luis and I headed over to Pac Q's to play some pool. PLayed fro about two and half hours at $31. DAMN expensive. Hit up Jack in the Crack after for some burgers. Took him home. Won't be the last time LCC sees sancho. I'll be back, fo sho. That's my two weeks, really. Finals in two weeks. Talk to ya later. Season's Greetings. Peace and love. Late.

Sancho

2003-11-22T23:36:00.000-08:00

Sorry y'all, I know it's been three weeks since I last posted. To be honest, I don't have alot to say and that's because I forgot mostly what happened. I've become like Lindsay's Vice President for Yellow Ribbon Club. I made like a crazy number of flyers and took them to SRL to get stamped, then posted 16 around campus on bulletin boards. Just finished up the career portion of GEL. I'm getting real sick of this class. It's just one damn thing after another. Tuesday Nov 4th was RA training in the dorms. I was running late, but made it before the presentation. Wasn't too boring, video demonstration, speech. I just had to leave early. Soma Box Office closed at 7, so I had to get down there before it closed. I wasn't about to pay $50 for $15 tickets. Fucking Ticketbastard. Left halfway, rushed down to Soma to get my tix, no sweat. Had a Spanish test that Thursday that I didn't study for, but i got an A anyway. Everyone's envious. Still not talking with the TKE's. I say hi when I pass them by, but no time to yak, cause I'm a busy and important person. Friday was sick. I went to the Switchfoot concert with Tony, Bret, Shas and Ben joined us later. His mom forgot to pick him up in Riverside. I was pissed cause I could have got him and brought him home earlier. Soma was bigger than I thought. It looks like a theatre from the front, but the arena stage really opens up. We were all chillin next to these big fucking subs. The bass nearly knocked you up. After the first group, the place was packed. YOu couldn't get anywhere. Lines for the bathroom down the hallway. I waited by the entrance to give Ben his ticket. Tony gave me word he was out front. The concert was sick, though. After hearing Chem 4A, the illest Switchfoot song, I could have left then and there a happy man. Good stuff, we were all holding hands in the air, real spiritual stuff. An energy, which will last forever. As we left the place, I spoted Forest and Trevor (Krysti's ex) leaving. Forest literally jumps in the window of my car. He tells us he's playing the Scene. Say What? Oh shit, yeah Forest hit it big time. It was cool. So wes all like, where do we eat. I'm rolling down Sports Arena Blvd when ben tells us to pull over. We're in this parking lot and we all see Shaz crying. He gave the two some space. She got a call from Torrey Trust, saying Torrey's mom has breast cancer and is not doing so well. We're kinda torn up, but turn it into an opportunity to make the best of the night. So we head to Denny's in Encinitas, but that's after racing this rice rocket on the 5. Fucking around, having fun. Word of the night is 10 ft ladder, you take a guess. On our way out, I spot Hadrian going in with his crew. GIve him a what's up, talk some shit about Lacey, and were out. I still got's to call Bret about hanging out. He's supposedly real busy with school. Anyway, didn't get home til 2. r0x0r! The next week, i did an interview with Joseph, the pharmacy guy at Student Health Services. I've always wanted to be a pharmacist, so for career choices, I had to interview him. Along with my sample resume, I had to turn this whole packet in by 5 Monday. I got it in @ 4:30. Yeah, I cut it real close, but made it. I also did my speech on Gang violence. I was supposed to record it, so I videotaped myself. Another success. I'm getting better at speeches, even after taking 2 years speech in high school. Tuesday we had another Yellow Ribbon Meeting. We got together to tie yellow messages on suckers. My idea, too, what a hit! So the meeting was just to prepare for next week. Antoinette showed up, haven't seen her in weeks. So we're all talking and somehow somebody brings up age. Now, Lindsey is 21, Antoinette is 21, I'm 18. Now, nothing wrong with being 18. Cept when you get called the youngin. I like being on the level, not being singled out as the special one. Lindsay's real touchy person, she does the rub ya on the head little brother thing. NAh, leave me alone! Too bad she has a boyfriend. Yeah and she also has this TKE who's obsessed with her. His name is john. More on him later. So, I get put in charge of scheduling the tablesitters. OKay, no prob. Except, nobody volunteers and I'm stuck Friday with one volunteer. Lindsay's irrate and I've got this green table reservation to fill out. $5/day for facilities. Yeah, so we stick with two days to save money. We're not fundraising anything, just promoting the club. No chaulking, it costs $40 to pressure wash off the sidewalk and we have NO BUDGET. I spent the weekend working on my Lakota Woman history paper rewrite. 4 hours of that. Sunday was the ppv Survivor Series, so I couldn't miss that. Saturday was an awesome day. I got a TATTOO. That's right, not one of those rub-offs that fade away, this was the real thing. Went to Body Temple in Encinitas, where the card store used to be. I told myself I didn't do it now, I never would. I took my godsmack album with me to show the guy. I wanted the tribal sun thing, in red. Alex came with me for support, so I wouldn't back out at the last minute. I got the tat on my back, between my shoulder blades. FUCK, it hurt! The needle was right on my backbone, so it just spent pain up and down my spine. The whole thing took an hour and 15 minutes with NO breaks. Just no time. It turned out sic though. He colored the tips black and faded them to red. Then he did some drop-shadowing on the sun part to give it a 3-D look. The coloring, the shadowing was all extra cost. I negotiated him down to about $200, which was what we agreed on essentially. Then I had to wear a bandage on my back until I took a shower. I turned off my phone so my parents wouldnt' call. I later called them and they told me to pick up dinner at Pick Up Stix. They still don't know about my tattoo. That or they haven't mentioned it. Everyday, I have to rub this A&D ointment on it twice a day. I can't soak in a tub, I can't expose it to direct sunlight. I can't splash water on it directly. I can't even pick the scab or itch it. This is supposed to last the first 14 days, then I do lotion on it twice a day without splashing it. The third day I had it, a bunch of blood and ink was coming off. Fredrick, the tattoo artist, said that was normal. Just lotion it. So Monday and Tuesday were fundraising week. I was working tables Monday 10-12 PM and 10-2 PM Tuesday. Monday was horrible. Lindsay and I agreed to meet infront of U-hall @ 8:40 so I could get the supplies for the table. Except, I didn't get down there til 8:55. She leaves a message on my phone, but I can't understand it. I realize I left the flyers in my yellow folder at HOME. I don't want to miss GEL, but I have to get them. As I head out to the parking lot, I pass Mrs Poggi, my GEL teacher. She tells me I'm going the wrong way. I tell her I have too much to do and that I cannot make it to class. She gives me a revised class schedule. So I get the posters and rush back on Palomar Airport cause Rancho is backed up. I get up to the tables and I spot Lindsey 10 minutes later. I am so relieved that I hug her. So she helps me setup the table, then she's off. So it's getting lonely and i've got this absolutely beautiful table setup. I'm talking with this kid named David at the next table, doing study abroad promotions. I give him some info, take some of his, and wes talking for some time. Then this girl from PEAS (forget her name) shows up to help run the table. Sweet! Marc is doing a fundraiser for SAE, so he's "busy." Gabe is doing a turkey drive for TKE, so he's "busy." Time goes by slow and I wish I had a battery opperated cd player, the music that APS (asian pacific society) is playing blows. Later, Lindsay comes by to take over, it's 1 PM and I missed my Math class. Then Anoinette comes by to help. I head off to talk with my math professor, who clearly noticed that I missed class. We talked about what went on in class with notes and stuff. I was talking about jobs, I think I segwayed from studying to working. Puha recommends me to work the tutoring center. She doesn't recommend many students, so I'm told. I take the business card and say thank you. I check back at the table before I leave. The 2nd day fundraising, my car has a flat tire. I drive out of the driveway, something feels weird. I get out to look. There's a screw in my passenger rear tire. I pull back into the drive. Dad helps me jack the car and put the spare on. I still make it to class on time. Already anxious, I listen to my messages. Lindsay calls (the billionth time, you'd swear we were dating) I'm on a goose chase to find this bag in the XXXXXXX office. Turn left, underneath the second desk? I call her back and she explains to me where to turn and look. I set all the stuff out, better prepared for today. Kimberlee shows up. Yes, someone who stays commited. Now i've got company. Saying high to people, passing out flyers, representin. John, the lindsay obsessed guy from TKE, is harassing ppl to donate money. He stops EVERYONE. It was rather humorous. This one guy refused to stop, so he follows to guy around the corner. We're out in the middle of Founders Plaza, so it's a while to that corner. Anyway, they find time to talk about it, so apparently they're still friends. Like I care! Saw Andrea again. I see her around more often. She's always the first to stop me. Still stressed out about school. Give her a hug, makes her feel better. She's off to Mix It Up for the free lunch. I forgot to signup cause I was doing the tables thing. I tell her to get me some food. Not going to happen. She still owes me. Kimberlee's friend, Laura decides to join both of us at the table. She brings out her laptop. I have seen her before, but never talked to her. Sorority sisters are so awesome. They are also SO FUCKIN HOT! I have yet to see an ugly sorority girl. We talk about alot of things. For some reason, everyone thinks I am a sophmore. Do I really seem that mature for my age? Maybe its a go between, so if I'm a freshman or a junior, I'm not made out to be too old or too young. She even helped me to clean up everything before I left. It was 1 and I needed to head to Costco to fix my tire. I think she was digging me. After all that, she asked me my name again, meaning she's going to try to remember. That's a big hint, most people don't do that when meeting others. I don't know why all the hot chicks are way too mature for me to date. Dammit, this just isn't working for me. Wednesday, I had a GEO quiz on delivery and visual aids. I only missed one, sweet! It was also the last ELP meeting. Except Julie and Jonathan were no shows. Then this packet arrives, cue Mission Impossible music. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to facilitate your own ELP meeting, with given instructions. I feel bad now, but then, I immediately took control of the entire group. Nothing was getting done, so I would set it right. So we didn everything the instructions said. Sort of, I had problems running discussions because I couldn't get the people to really talk about the issues. So we finished class off early and went home. I went to the library to look for books for my student guide project, which was due last Friday in GEL. Yvonne would rip my head off if I tried to turn it into her late. I finished it eventually and e-mailed it to her. I haven't received a response. I think she trashed it. My printer died. The toner cartridge has failed me and now i'm too lazy to get a new one. I just store documents in my e-mail account and print them off at school. Quiz in history was alot easier than the last couple, probably because I was prepared. The fill in the blank was easier than I thought. Some were true, false, the multiple choice are tricky. I think I did just fine. Next in speech class, persuasive speaking. Still easy, but worth alot of points, so pay attention. Yeah, whatever in a couple of weeks. The GEL research project 3 years in the making is due in two weeks. Holly has the plan, so I got the easy parts. That doesn't mean i'm going to kick back and let them do all the work. I sent some e-mails out with information for pro's cons, and the introduction. I still have alot to do this weekend. There's a Fraternity/Sorority BBQ this sunday that Cal State students are invited to. Bastketball and Volleyball, too. These past two weeks, I've been talking to an old friend who dropped off the face of the earth for about 5 years. Gautam is BACK. Yeah, he's at UC Davis, living on microwaveable pasta. He sent me a picture and damn, has he grown! Next week is only 3 days, so it should be good. I might stop by LCC to say hi just before Christmas Classic. I'm going to volunteer judge for the tournament. I can't believe I'm missing snow-tubing in Big Bear to be here. I guess we all make sacrifices. Sorry, this one was really long. I'll make the next ones shorter, I promise. Alright, late guys. Learn from my lessons.

Sancho

2003-11-03T20:15:00.000-08:00

There isn't much to say. There wasn't really a last week. Since last Monday, school has been canceled due to the raging wildfires. Apparently, a number of fires started, one in Otay Mesa near the border, another in Cedar Valley, one in San Bernidino Simi Valley. A number of large houses were destroyed in Cedar Valley. The damage in San Diego County alone is in the 100 millions. The fire had scorched earth bigger than the state of Maine. The Cedar fire burned over 280,000 acres before it was put out on Friday. The air was putrid. I went to school thinking Monday would be the only day off. A police officer ascorted me off campus. There was ash piled thick in the gutter, the sky was brownish black and the sun was crimson red. I spent the entire week sitting on my ass tooling around. GTA Vice City, e-mail, tv (the only thing on was Firestorm 2003) . Halloween was alright. My dad and I prepared for a couple of weeks, building graves out of dirt, tombstones, electronic ghosts and sound motion hands and blinking heads. I dressed up in my Jason mask with a brown shirt and pants, like a jumpsuit almost. I had my chainsaw, with the chains taken off. I stood guard infront of the house. It scared alot of kids. The kids who gave me lip really got it. As they walked down the driveway, I would fire up the chainsaw and chase them slowly down the driveway. I got some kids so good, other kids coming down the street turned around and went back. I'm dissapointed though. For a weekend, we didn't have alot of kids. Looks like I'm eating candy the next three weeks. Spent Saturday with Dan. We headed out to Guitar Center to jam and look at stuff. It's become ritual for us. Ofcourse, he always buys more stuff than I do. We headed back to his place and spent the rest of the evening watching Matrix Reloaded and eating Mac n Cheese. I told him light on the mayo this time. Yeah, gross, I know. It's not too bad, but it's real bad for you. After that, really, I left. Dan wasn't feeling like doing anything else. No spirit in these peeps. I told him I'd probably see him in two weeks, joking about how he's down every other weekend. Sunday was a kick back day. Got a call from Ben Huang. He's diggin college, but too lazy to party. WTF? He wanted to know if I got the Switchfoot tix. The concerts November 7th, Friday, so I still need to get them. I told him I would. Anyway, back to school. Damn, I liked getting up at 10. Grind. Ya'lls jealous, I know. Well, late. Here's to a hopeful good week.

Sancho

2003-10-26T23:05:00.000-08:00

Yeah, this past week's been great. I met this cool guy named Zach. He's a friend of Jamie (guy) He's got long blonde hair and was wearing a Billy Idol t-shirt. Turns out he's in a professional techno-industrial band. I told him I was thinking of having a bad, he wants to do a side project with Jamie and myself, he'd do vocals, I'd be lead guitar, Jamie rhythm. Met his "girlfriend" Christine. They're not really dating, it's a convenience relationship. She's not too bad, hard to follow her conversation, but it takes time. These sophmores, I don't know what to tell you. I was nervous about my History midterm, but I studied the night before, so I was in ok shape. I had this one free response on Taylorism, which is scientic management of business, same as economic management. So I wrote a full page and used the second page for supply-demand graphs. I still think I failed it, but i'll see the results. I couldn't have done that bad. I have a speech Monday morning and I didn't decide what to speak about until Sunday. It's going to be about guitars. Jamie did his about an African drum. To help him out, I drummed for the intro. He was happy I helped him. Plus, the drum was loud enough to make everyone jump. Deep bass, I like it. He wants to know if he can help me with my speech. I told him I'd call him to let him know, but I don't think it's happening. A three minute speech, I barely fit everything in I need to say. I've become good friends with Mike. He's a US Marine, who goes to school part time. He's also married and has a kid. He tells me about 9 mile runs from USD summit, around Fiesta Island, and back up the hill. I jumped in on his Arts and Humanities class. I told yall that I was sitting in on classes to figure out what I want next semester. Not too bad, kinda interesting. It's in this huge lecture hall with 200 kids. I wasn't in the class, but I was all over it like i'd read all the books. Made quite an impression on the professor. I might do that class, it's about cultural study, mostly. I digress. Spanish class has been boring. Plus I see the professor all over campus. He knows me well enough, calls me mafioso with my black shades. Jamie is getting better. I might ask her out, if I can find time on the weekend. I just don't want to hold priorities between Precious and Jamie. Mike Zepata says hi to me every once in a while. Turns out he won't talk to me if I'm talking to somebody else. I cleared it up, told him to say hi, instead of ignoring me like he does. No harms. Math has been alright. Just kickin back before the second test of the semester. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. There was no questions on Pouseolli's law, making the new stuff irrelevant. Plus the 15 point EC question, I nailed that bitch. I think i've got a B, minimum. It's going to be sweet. Dr Puha is so cool. I just like her vibe, talking with her. She looks like Daryl Nann, but she's hot! Real Hot. She's funny too, not real impersonal. Chris still thinks he didn't do well on the math test, cause the last one he got a D on. I told him he'd do better, because he was more prepared. He's a bright kid, but needs more esteem. Forgot to give him my number. Damn! GEL is the Career Assesment Unit. We go into this computer lab in Sci2. This chick guides us through the choices program, which asks you questions to determine your ideal job. I'm either a teacher, pharmicist, sociologist, or studio technician, which is awesome! Good choices, I thought. The teacher is a tall skinny redhead. She was trying to make a point by writting In and Out on the board and circling out. I don't know what it means, but I told her every time she wrote it, I got hungry. She obviously did not pick up on the joke. I explained that In N' Out was the name of a fast food restaurant. She tells me shes a vegetarian. Fucking vegetarians. She's lucky she's as fine as she is, I won't hold it against her. The research group was supposed to get together, but we all forgot. After class I was talking with Jamie who I had spotted. She runs up to me yelling my name and starts talking about the group getting together. I told her not to worry, I'll send out an e-mail. She's apologizes and leaves quickly. I think she's into me. Just the way some girls like to make physical contact, says something. Her and Lindsay, but i'll talk about Lindsay later. ELP, we're talking about congruence and spirit of discovering who we are. That's me, perfectly. Plus, I told Jackie to make a list for drivers to Escondido for Michael Moore next week. So i'm going with Brian and Jackie in Brian's truck. I'm thinking about buying a book before so I can get him to sign it. Yellow Ribbon meeting, found Lindsay in the Dome by herself. She was wearing a cougars baseball cap, so ofcourse I didn't recognize her. At least, that was my excuse. Turns out the Gabe is part of the group. Pretty cool, I like him. A TKE bro, he doesn't drink or do anything real racey. Also met Luan, the guest speaker. She sold me a yellow ribbon t-shirt to wear during health week the next week. Lindsay signed me up Tuesday from 10-1:00 PM, three hours at the booth. Went over budget, SOC stuff with Kimberlee. I stayed behind to go over speaking stuff. I hope to speak with Luan and Lindsay at one of the RA/Peas training events. Now i'm working on a flyer to hand out Tuesday. I think it looks alright. At the Dome, I spotted Mike Geske from TKE. Haven't seen him for forever. Nice talking to him. Right as I left, Andrea spotted me. I gave her a huh. Apparently, she's not as stressed as she was before. She graduates in May, so she's happy. After 5 years, who wouldn't be? She gave me her number and e-mail, since she kept forgetting to e-mail me. I know she's busy and shit, but courtesy. Saturday, helped dad set up the graveyard for Halloween coming up. Had to cancel my lunch appointment with Hadrian and Lacey, after we finally pulled it off after weeks of planning. Sunday, I went out with Michelle. I picked her up at the Dorms and took her to lunch. We talked for about two hours. Turns out, she was an actress and on the Speech team. SiC. After lunch, took her back. Went to the mall to get a new cover for my cell. $30, but I bargained the buy down to 20. Young kid, worked 4 days, just switched kiosks at the mall. He was obviously stressing, so a little conversation calmed him. Yeah, in other news, big FUCKING FIRES ALL OVER SAN DIEGO COUNTY!!! Over 100,000+ acres burned in less than 24 hours. I choke on this shit. Bad air quality, ash everywhere. I-5 is the only freeway open in san diego county. CLASSES CANCELED FOR MONDAY. I don't need to go, but now I don't have to. I really can't get anywhere. I think I'm gonna go surfing. Thank god mom has to go to work, I can't stay home with her. She drives me up the wall. Here's to a good, busy next week. Dan, Ben, Tony, Shaz, Bret, and crew will be down for Halloween, nice! Looking forward to late. Alright, Late.

Sancho

2003-10-17T17:43:00.000-07:00

Sup, dogs. Hey, great week. Yeah. I forgot to mention that the week before I joined the Yellow Ribbon Suicide Provention program. The two primary members are Antoinette and Lindsay. Both sorority sisters, Antoinette is from Alpha Xi Delta ("A Zye Delta") and Lindsay's from AXO (Alpha Chi Omega, "A Kai O") Lindsay was so stoked about me joining. From my story, they told me I was like an Angel sent to help. Wow, desperate and delusional. Na, it's not like that. Since them, Lindsay's been e-mailing me and calling me about upcoming fundraising week. I was asleep at home and she asks me, "Were you asleep?" No. Later, she's like, "You could have told me, you wouldn't have hurt my feelings. She's a sweetie and I like her alot. Did I mention she's blonde, thin, and extremely hot! Alright! Spent all weekend working on my rough draft term paper for History. I went to the teach's office, she wasn't in, so I slip it under the door. I'm getting used to this now. Got it back the next day. Good ideas, need organization, introduce quotes and evidence, why important? Pulled the final draft together the night before it was due. Chocolate chip cookies and soda, does the trick! Spanish is no problema. New stuff, blah. Jamie is passing off as an airhead. She's blonde, yes. But she asks me questions she should already know the answers to. She's still hot! Oh my fucking god, is she hot! ELP this week was about congruence, being true to yourself and being true to those who follow you. We had a panel of speakers for questioning. Who should I see but Caroline. Nice seeing her. I learned she's from Lebanon, which is middle-east, she was president or held positions of power in 4 or 5 clubs. I love her curly hair. Dammit, now I'm tied between 5 or 6 women in my life. Only 5? Yes, cause the rest don't have interesting personalities, but they're eye-candy! But damn, she's hot, she's foreign, accent, nice round ass, smart, a sophmore, goal oriented, funny, she's a few months younger than I am, what more do I need? Well, that's later. GEO is still painful. Speech went great after a bit of practice. I later received comments from Kathryn and Elizabeth that almost made me blush, about how I'm always entertaining, it keeps the attention of the class. Still, trying to get Precious to open up a little bit more. Her "Best Ever" speech was about the death of her best friend, which she sobbed and almost didn't finish. You couldn't understand what she was saying and the class felt awkward afterwards. She's still very shy and I see her around. I think she's my shot. Just need to find time to work it out. She's working 3 jobs and works late at night. Poor thing. Finished up the library section of GEL, thank god. The day we go back to regular class, PEAS come. Peer Education and Support, fyi. So they have a wonderful powerpoint presentation on Sexually Transmitted Diseases, complete with graphic picture game, guess that disease. A little too graphic. After, they had info pamphlets and free condoms. Grabbed three and moved. The next class was a presentation on the effects of alcohol. Very eye opening. The statistics were frightening, even though I know they were manipulated for this purpose. I must say, it was very informative and I enjoyed it. Wednesday, between GEL and Calc II, I had about an hour time. I had nothing to do, Alex asked me to join him in Psyc 100. Sure, what better to do. 200 students. The lecture hall was packed. Sat in the back and goofed off. Now I know I'm not talking Psyc. I'd rather take Soc and talk about social issues. Planned my schedule next semester with academic advising. I can't take either Biology or Chemistry because they are Fall Only. Either forget them now or take them at Mira Costa / Palomar. So I have like 7 classes to fill in the next 3 semesters in order to finish GE's in time. Cake. Hangin with TKE's again. They were all wondering where I was. Busy, around. Saw Mike G again, for just a while. He's still my numero uno. Today I walked into the Dome to eat lunch and I spotted Rachael. Didn't say anything, but she smiled at me as I acknowledged me. I don't talk to her a whole lot in History, she always sits two seats infront of me. She was dressed in t-shirt and sweats. I think she was going to go work out, what I believe, anyway. In other news, I'm now on the Student Grade Appeals Committee, which looks at appeals from students about a grade they received, it's reviewed, then looked at by the committee, voted on, and them further action is taken. I'm one of three students on the committee. Yay me. We met Wednesdays, so i'll have to fit that in along with ELP and Yellow Ribbon Program. Ah, busyness, business. Ha Ha, late.

Sancho

2003-10-12T22:41:00.000-07:00

Yeah, I hate to say it, but college isn't getting much more exciting. This past week was homecoming week. Let me clear something up for you. We don't have a football and we're not fucking high school students, what the fuck is with this? I still don't understand. Anyway, it's about tradition and history, with cool events through the week ending with the Masquerade Ball at Pechanga Casino in Teme-town. Tuesday was speed dating, which I thought I would check out. Met up with RJ and Mike Z from Spanish. Course, Ashley was there. Real smooth, I asked her what it would take to get 5 minutes with her. She just laughed, but wouldn't answer. So the deal is: you get 5 minutes to have some kind of mock date, get to know them. If you like what you see, write the name down and ASI will hook you up, if they write your name. I got 5 dates before the night was over. What the hell? I talked with John, he tells me that they only got one hour in the Field House, so it had to end early. Yeah, they also had "mocktails," cause the school won't promote drinking. Ginger ale and grenadine, I was good to go. I name I wrote down was Michelle. I'll tell you later. So I wasn't going to any other events the rest of the week. Saw Nana two times this week. Once to say hello. The other to give her the new phone. She just had surgery for bladder cancer, which was malignant. She was at my aunts when somebody broke into her house, stole some jewelry and her cell phone and left. Nobody knows who did it. Anyway, Veronica Cesena was visiting. She's always been real cool, but a smart ass, too. Good to have a sense of humor. What else last week. Found out my midterms are going to be hellacious. Got my math test back, 80% not bad, 4th highest in the class, that's sad. Caroline was third highest, 2% above. Now the competition is on. Library research for GEL is upsetting me. It's not easy like I thought it would be and it's rather tiresome. Carly is stressing about it, I'm trying to calm her down. I need to really be there for her, not only is she the group, but she's my friend. I think I'm finally growing up. I was in ASI with Alex. He convinced me that we should go to the Masquerade to pick up on some women. Can I resist? So we was there and another girl from ASI walked by. Low cut green top with biggins literally coming out. Are they real? Who cares. It was strange because I was not turned on in anyway. Just went about business. Saturday rolls around, the Masquerade is 8 to 12 AM, Pechanga Casino, which is an hour and a half drive. So Alex is supposed to come. He tells me he's gonna sleep. I roll to his place and nobody's home. So I wait. He was at Hunter in Oceanside with the family, not resting. I wait, had two beers (12 pack in the trunk, Corona Long Necks) still waiting. I waited for an hour, I knew I would be late. It's 8 o'clock, fuckit, I'm leaving without. I head over to party city. Bunch of little kids running around, screaming. I find the masks in the back, pay $4 for a small piece of felt material and i'm off by myself. I was doing 80 on 15, so it only took about 1 hr. I'm driving and trying to read my directions in the dark. 9 oclock, parking is packed. Special event security directing traffic. Find a great spot in front, walk on in. Lawerence and Julie are kickin it at the table. I gots my mask, my ticket, and I'm in. Convention hall, not too big. Lifeless. People sitting, talking, nobody is dancing, and the bass is pounding. Must be 1000 W subs, at least, nothing I've heard does that 'cept concert audio. I've cruising buffet our'durves when who spots me. Michelle, the girl from speed dating. Shit! SO much for the mask, you dipshit, she already recognizes you. So she asks me to join her and her friends. Fine. This things DOA for now. Talking, talking, blah. Then I go dancing. Kinda group dancing, what many of the other girls already on the floor are doing. I met this hip cat named Nick. This kid can dance. Hip hop, he was Crypt walkin like a pro. He's a sophmore here, awesome guy. Party rages on, more people are showing up. I'm starting to sweat, the hell with the jacket, tie, and mask, so off they go. Lot of people now, the floor is packed, and it's getting hotter. Let me tell you bout this girl Michelle. Sweet girl, absolutely beautiful, blonde curly hair, gorgeous smile. But she's 4'10", almost legally a midget, chunky, still looks good in a dress, with huge tits. I was getting bored, so when DR Dre was up, you know I was all over that. Taught her some freak dance moves. She had a huge smile on her face, just warmed me up. She tells me, "I've never dirty danced with a guy before." I could have gone without that, but whatever. I saw Madg there, the girl from my ELP group. Damn, she is hot. Had her hair done, tight dress, hmm. I told Ashley she owes me a dance, so I got one. Eventually. Her date/boyfriend (?) was all over her the entire night. Saw my bros Mike Z, Frank, and RAS. It was cool to know they was there. Also, Matt from SAE was there. I remember cutting him off on the freeway to Temecula before the checkpoint. I was going back and forth between the drinking fountain outside and the dance floor. They had free water pitchers, but they were empty. Bottled water was $1, sodas were $2.50. Night ended real quick. I left 5 minutes before the end to avoid traffic. Told Michelle I would e-mail (how romantic) her. I ended up losing my dad's $60 tie. (still not happy) I had another beer before I left the lot. I was doing 120 the whole way south on 15, weaving in and out of lanes. I was racing this black Nissan. I smoked the guy, but he comes back half-mile down the road and passes me. He cuts south 15, I cut west 78. I got home in 35 minutes, no joke. I was beat, so I went straight to bed. What a night! Hey good luck to me next week. I got a speech and a term paper. Fun stuff. Alright, late.

Sancho

2003-10-03T17:17:00.000-07:00

I'm probably going to update blog once a week cause nothing's happening. I spent no time with the TKE's this week. I said hi to Kingsly, Mike G, Mike Z, and Ras, but didn't talk much. ELP was quite emotional. We would share with the group two events that forever shaped our life. Mine was the suicide attempt that I hadn't told many about. Everyone's story was about loss or something bad happening, so everyone was real depressed and some were even crying. I think it was something we all need. I'm beginning to feel I understand myself, not only who I am, but who I will become. I've become real good friends with Jackie, who's always hyperactive and talks a mile a minute, really. Turns out that we both take Zoloft perscription anti-depressant medication. She takes medication to control her tourette's syndrome, which caused her to blink incessantly and uncontrollably until her eyes hurt, but she takes Zoloft as a downer to counteract the upper effects of the medicine. I think she's awesome. This research paper in GEL is turning into a pain in my ass. Now, we have an entire unit of library work with a younger librarian woman from Hawaii who opitimizes geek with flare. She feels the need to share everything in her life with the class. I kinda miss Poggi. I got a 94% on the spanish test, so my confidence is supremely increasing. In History, bombed the quiz. She claims I used plagiarism on my paper, so instead of being kicked out of the class, I have to rewrite it. I have a paper due on Lakota Woman novel and I have no clue what to write about. I need to submit a rough so she can proofread it, but to proofread what? Calc II is becoming increasingly harder. I think I didn't do to well on it, but have no received it back. Alot of students did not do well, I heard. I should commit more time to my studies. It finally hit me that college is going to require more work than I really want to put in. Had a group speech in Oral Comm. Met together with my group in the dorms for a 5 minute discussion. I decided I would do the funny stand up approach. After we left, Precious tells me she parked over in Lot C at the very front of the school. It's quite a walk and I can tell she's nervous about walking alone at night, so I give her a ride to her car. I've been talking with her alot more and I really like her. I tried asking her out today, but she's busy with work. She has 4 jobs! I don't believe it. She told me she would go out sometime, so i'll have to wait and see what happens. I could see myself settling with her, as boyfriend and girlfriend, but i'm not sure that's exactly what I want. It's like confining yourself to one person. I also thought about how chill it would be to date Kathryn and Elizabeth, the identical twins, at the same time. Anyway, the speech went ok. I got the crowd laughing, but it didn't turn out the best I had hoped. As long as I get the grade. I'm going to Jamie's house tomorrow. The one from Oral COmm, not spanish. So we're going to jam at his place Saturday. He's played guitar for 6 years and has taken two years of lessons, I can assume he is much better than I am. He's into progressive rock, with the long complex passages, which is hard to play. He lives in Escondido, on Old Castle next to my Aunt. Not next door, but around the area. Can't wait to head up to Irvine for a weekend hangin with my homeboy, dan tipton. Marina sent me a message that she'll be down October 18 and she wants to see me. I don't know if I can make time for both, but I'll find a way. A way to finish work too. Midterms on the way. AHHHHHHH! I used my crate practice amp as a PA for my speech today. I left it in the computer lab, underneath a table so nobody would see it. I come back an hour later and it was gone! So my amp has been stolen! But, I still have the monster. I don't use the little on, but I'm still upset. Meh. Over it. Well, late. Maybe next week will be better.
Sancho

2003-09-26T16:43:00.000-07:00

It's been a whole week since I last posted. Shit, cause nothing fuckin happened this week. I had 3 tests. The Oral Comm test, which I didn't study for, got a C. No prob. History test, confident I got a B on it. Math test, confident I have a B. I even went to study with Caroline and Miguel. We found an empty class in the science building. Caroline has a nice big, round ass. I'm hooked and I can't stop staring. She's real nice to. Found out she's not the innocent one I thought she was. She parties, curses, and the rest that comes with. Didn't get much done. A few problems, then we shared stories about ourselves. Speaking of sharing, ELP this week was increible! We shared life stories, some of the most personal info I have never told anyone. It was weird and a bit unnerving, but I learned alot about everyone else. 7 minutes is not nearly enough time, since I flap my gums so damn much. Found out Jonathan, the dean of students was gay. I know it's not a big deal, but it surprised me, even though I should have figured it out. Bald, gay, tall, skinny, black man. He's still cool, imo. I discovered that drew from my GEL class is a WWE fan! Yeah, we reminisced about old matches, the wrestlers we like and dislike. That stuff. Finally met Janelle. She's one of two hot girls in my GEL class. By the way, found out Nicole has a boyfriend. No surprise. High School sweetheart. Anyway, Janelle was walking around the dome, I talked with her. She invites herself over and has a seat with us. Unusual, but still cool. When the time is right, going for the digits. This bro named Jamie in my Oral Comm class is pretty chill. I've become really good friends with the guy. We talk guitars, amps, music, stuff in general. Planning on jamming at his place the following weekend. Looking forward to that. Forgot to turn in spanish workbook, due test day. That was yesterday. Still haven't found Hughes. Supposed to be in his office, pero no se. Frustrating it is. This Jamie chick in my spanish class is hot. I talk to her all the time and she chats with me inbetween words of the teacher. Objective: get her digits, too. So many girls and so little time. I better get started now. Guy to Girl 7:3. Yeah, 70% female at this place. FUCK YEAH! Other than that, not much going down. Found out the shortcut to the Dome from Craven. Nifty stuff. I've very confident I passed the Computer Competence Requirement. Two hours of testing. Bullshit, honestly. I'm supposed to answer questions, edit a word document and make a graph in Excel. Mind you, I've only used excel once and didn't know what I was doing. I explored the program a bit and figured it out. Made the graph, the chart, the whole deal. I wanted to save it cause it looked so damn cool! Pride in the inkblot. I had to do this CCR cause if I didn't, I can't register for classes next year. Or I take CS 100. Waiting on results, but it's money now. Forget it, now. I figured out the reason I got canned by TKE was because I made a fucking comment about the sororities. I don't remember what it is I said, but "it won't be repeated." So TKE blew me off and AXO hates me. Whatever. Next. Mike Geske was gonna fight for me. If I ever have a Big Bro, I want it to be him or Mike Zepata. Classes are going and everything on the homefront is great. Check ya. L8

Sancho

2003-09-19T15:39:00.000-07:00

I haven't posted shit in awhile cause I've been busy with school. I'll just cover the big stuff. Monday and Tuesday, I hit up these Alcohol and Drug awareness programs. Had to for class credit, so don't go telling me I've got problems. Attendence was in the single digits. Pretty fucking sad. Told some good stories. They had better be good, I was missing TKE rush week for this shit. On brighter note, met this hot girl named Ashley. She was the event cordinator for Livin La Vida Loca week, which is what this was all about. She thought it was sensational that I showed up two times that week. Not only did she sign the slip, she gave me her number and told me to come down to the Field House for a personal tour. Sic. Got to know Matt better this week. He's an SAE, but I don't look at it like that. They're rivals, but I don't dog on em. Nice guys. They just don't know how to talk to girls, according to the Alpha Chi sorority. Made good friends with Mike G. from TKE. He's the computer jedi PIIIIMMMMP, but he was asking me about networks. He told me the problem and I drew him the diagram for his router and hub. I can tell we'll get along just fine. Wednesday was Vegas Night. There was texas holdem, blackjack, and craps. Hit up the craps table. I was up about $200 and lost it on a hard three. Two hot beeotches serving the drinks. One was short brown hair, named Amber. She was really sweet. Then there was Courtney. Oh my FUCKING GOD. I swear she's a supermodel. She is. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect complexion, skinny. She wasn't much in the chest and ass, but I can settle with a 9. I heard she's a bitch, just turned 21. I remember hearing that at the Padres game. Anyway, around 8:30, Pres Frank stands up, thanks everyone for coming and officially ends the rush event. Apparently, the rest of rush had nothing to do with the events of the night. 18 pack upon 18 pack of beer was unloaded from behind the kitchen countertop. The two girls tops came off. No, they were wearing bras. Stripped down to bra and panties. Oh, the debauchery! All the chips were put away and the cash came out. Things were picking up, but around 10:00, there was a knocking at the door. STRIPPERS! I shit you not. There were two of them. One was a brunette, about 5'4", nice ass, ok tits. The other one was a smokin blonde, 5'2", ass was meh, but NICE tits. LET THE GAMES BEGIN. Whip cream, chocolate syrup. SHIT! I realized I had to get home, so after things calmed down a bit, I talked with Daniel, the alumni, telling him that I needed to get home. He checked out the strippers and told me it's alright. Alot of guys tried to talk me out of it, but I wouldn't have it. Had to get home for 7:00 class. The next day I heard they brought out the double sided wand. The blonde was going with the motions, but the brunette was getting all freaky on it. How could you tell? Cameltoe. Spread her legs open and some guy took a wicked muffdive. She didn't even flinch. She was all into it and after gave the guy a big hug. Yeah, I feel for that guy, he's gonna get blackballed for that stunt. Dumb fucker. Thursday night was traditions night. They took us over to the fieldhouse, where we sat facing the entire fraternity chapter. Did Q&A for awhile before they told us about themselves. Then we watched a slideshow, shook hands with the guys and left. I was so stoaked. We were told they would contact us, sometime around midnight. So we all took separate cars over to this place called Chucky's in San Marcos, over by Oceanside. Nice pizza place, but we all got IDed before we went in. I thought it was just for the beer. Apparently, this place has something called Hookah. I didn't know what it was. I went outside and saw everyone smoking out of these floor standing bongs. Oh shit. Turns out, they're called waterpipes. They put these hot coals on the top and the stuff melts through, the smoke hits the water and you inhale through the long pipe. I had alot of that shit. Wow, what a rush. I really have a liking for it. Infact, I know my Uncle has an old waterpipe I might just buy off of him. Just inhale and all this smoke comes out. If you stand up, you get a really painful rush of blood to the head. Hanging, smoking, drinking, eating pizza. Some of the frat guys showed up, so we knew decision making was over. By about 11:00, I was ready to leave. Said goodbyes, good luck, and got the fuck out of there. On my way home, I got that phonecall. Frank tells me I didn't make it. What really bothers me is that they don't give explanations, but he tells me that I deserve an explanation. Made me feel a bit important. Apparently, I was hanging with the same actives I had met and didn't get to know the other actives very well. Is that really my fault? I was ready to throw my phone. No hard feelings? I'm trying not to let this get to me, but it was bugging the fuck out me today. Ofcourse, i see Kingsly and other prospectives, most of which made it. They don't really care that I didn't. Dammit, now I'm getting all fucking bitter and shit. I don't mean to be the asshole, but I think their decision sucks. I guess I'll have to wait til next semester. Maybe things won't be so weird when I see them. Well, done here. Ranting cease.

Sancho

2003-09-14T13:11:00.000-07:00

Hey, what's up? Yeah, I just woke up. I went to that sic party last night. I'm not too hungover, cause I can remember alot. Met up last night with the guys at Ralph's parking lot across the street from the campus. I talked to Kingsly about driving myself, but he wouldn't have it. Sitting there waiting from a ride, I headed over with Mike to SmoothieKing. Damn, everything was like $4 or more. We made casual conversation with the chick behind the counter. I get out and Mike tells me I have to work on people skills. He said I was tense and needed to loosen up. He said it was in my walk or some shit like that. I don't have a clue what that means. Sat in some guys truck, drinkin Coronas before we left. We all played drinking games. One guy said something in Japanese, which is supposed to mean, "All the way down." 12 oz bottlenecks aren't that easy. Rode with Mike in his pimp little diesel volkswagon. He's got this $800 soundsystem installed and the bass just plants you right in your seat. Talked with him about fraternity stuff and the change from college. I'm sure he doesn't need to hear me whine about lame bullshit, but it's nice to talk with somebody. If I have a big brother in TKE, he's the man. No doubt. Nobody knew how to get there. After wrong turns, you could tell who was following by all the u-turns. Follow the Leader, we pulled over curbside to talk with Kingsly and crew. Got there eventually. Nice cozy place. Gavin waiting up front. He was already drinking, he fucking calls me Ryan. He explains there's another guy named Ryan Sanchez. I told him to call me sanchez or sancho. I guess the school heard about the party, I signed a release form, stating that this party is not an official TKE event and is not associated to Cal State San Marcos. I almost forgot to change my birthday. I guess they keep track of this shit. Headed in, schmoozing. At least I know most of the guys now. I told myself I'd go easy tonight and drink just beers. I didn't want to be drunk like a couple saturdays ago. Grabbed a Budweiser and headed out. Last couple seconds of the De La Hoya fight on HBO. He lost, damn. People yelling, exchanging cash on bets. I would've bet Hoya and lost money, so glad I didn't. I don't know if it's the way I talk or act, but alot of the n00b rushers think I'm older than I really am, like I'm sophmore. It's great. Rest of the night I was meeting guys, flirting with the ladies, and drinking. My boy Sammy was there, already shit-faced before he got there. It's hard to miss him, skinny white kid, 6ft 4in. I don't know where he found the beer bong, but he did like 3 of them before he just started wondering around. I found out later they were 5 beer bongs hanging in the garage from the rafters. It was 9:22, I was there 25 minutes and I already downed 4 beers. There was this hot little latina biatch walking around. She was making her way around when I cut her off. She called herself Princess Lindsay. She holds out her hand to be kissed. I started making out with her hand as a joke, sucking on her fingers. She told me I was cute and funny. I didn't have a pen to get her number. Damn, I should've hit that, but she had a boyfriend. He wasn't there, but still, she told me she loves him. I couldn't, you know. By now, I had alot and I needed to unload, number 1. The line for the bathroom blows. I head in the backyard and let loose on the fence. By now, I'm having difficulties standing. In the moonlight, you can see the wet spots on the fence, the tree, and grass. Met up with some guys in the back. Drinking and smoking weed. You can't get high off the smoke, I've proved that. The guy was passing the bong, but I wasn't feeling it. Not my dish. Another dude had an xl size bag of weed. I don't know what type. I was just sitting there, holding it in my hands and starring at it. I'd had about 8 beers by now and I had no idea what I was doing. This guy Zach is a bro of one of the TKE members, so he brags about already being in the fraternity. After a couple beers, he was whinning about some shit, how he's already got his letters and he still can't get laid. I laugh at him, or with him, I mean. Steve was moving around. He asked me how many beers I've had. He takes one look at me and says, "Have you met the toilet? You two are gonna be best friends by the end of the night." Ofcourse, then I didn't get the joke. All the beers were gone by then, so what do I switch to but Pete's Punch. Vodka and raspberry. Alcohol is interesting, in the respect that it instantly adds confidence, but removes shame and reasoning. Saw Mike again. He was doing security, so he's sober as fuck. He was picking up cans and throwing them in a shopping cart he was rolling around. The backyard was fucking trashed, cans and cups everywhere. He asks me, "I thought you told me you were going easy tonight." I told him I was. I only had 8 beers. Yeah, I can see where this is going. He tells me that I can get a ride home early if I want to leave early, but I didn't hear it from him. I get ahold of Lyndon and he's taking a group home, so I hope in the group. I run into Eric, the guy I was playing cards with at the other party. Classes going alright for him. I haven't seen him around. I want to get his number so we can chill. The guy's awesome and I like hanging with him. While waiting by the open bar, the drink server is passing out shot's. I don't know what the fuck it was, but it was like 200 proof. 100%, cause that shit was burning, worse than Patron 200 pf tequila. Who do I see infront of me, but pete, the guy who served me first party. I didn't recognize him, but he remembered me. I told him I was trying to stay away from the punch. He just laughs. I do two more shots before Lyndon and Eric head to the car. I grab a bottle of water before we leave. I get that feeling like you're walking, but effortlessly. I feel like I'm walking way too fast, but then again, everyone's going the same speed. Man, I was so fucked up. I get in the car, chilling next to my boy Eric and some other dude on the other side. I already forgot their names. Anyway, Lyndon had to get gas, so we went in the mini-mart for some munchies. I got Doritos, cause I had a craving for Cool Ranch. So the three of us are sharing Doritos, Lays, and spicy pork rinds. I was checking the street signs to see how we got there, but I can't remember now. Back at Ralph's, the three of us peed in the plant median thing in the parking lot. It's real chill, just talking about stuff, sitting in the parking lot at 2 in the morning. Yeah, time moves fast when you're wasted. I finish off the water and say bye to the guys. I'm feeling better now. I sit in the car for about 10 minutes, listen to some radio. I practice driving around the lot to see if I can handle it. I'm doing fine and there's no cars around, so I take off. No problems driving home. Get home at 2:30 and hit the sack. I just woke up like an hour ago. I have a mind-numbing headache, my breath smells like alcohol, my clothes reek of weed. What a great party. I'm off to take a shower now. Then I have to finish homework for monday. I've rediscovered the band 311. Reggae-rock-rap is the shit. Honest. Alright, later kids. Stay safe and don't do anything stupid.

Sancho

2003-09-12T22:09:00.000-07:00

The rest of this week went surprisingly fast, I forgot to write in. Anyway, not much happened. Classes n stuff. Wednesday night, I went to the padres game with the TKE's. Pounded a couple beers. Gotta watch for cops, they're patroling the parking lot. Not to mention riding with Kingsly the way down, he's doing 90 in his Civic, cigarette in mouth, the boys in the back popped their beers and a cop pulls alongside the car. I didn't panic, just got real nervous, you know. Padres lost to the Giants, but at least we got to yell at the TKE's from SDSU sitting next to us. They were in the wrong seats, so they got yelled at by security and one chick was kicked out by security for underage drinking. Great night. What else this week? In my oral communication class, I met the two hot twins who sit up front. Get this. Their names are Kathryn and Elizabeth. As in Kathryn Elizabeth Samuel. Creepy. Too bad things didn't work out between Katie and myself. Sorry Dan Tipton, you were wrong. I also realized the SAE guy Matt is not such an asshole as I thought he was. He's a cool guy and we talk alot. Well, he does, I try to get a word in. He invited me to the party that I kept hearing about, the one in Fallbrook. I still don't feel like going. 9-11 has come and past, I don't feel any different. I listened to an impacts of 9-11 put on by Progressive Activist Network. I found it very interesting until the Republican blamed Osama for the war, the liberal blamed Bush, and then the Republican blames Clinton in defense of his leader. All Republicans refer to "evil doers," like they study the bible medicinally, brainwashed slaves. Enough propoganda. Met up with Alex this morning. It's hard to keep friends inbetween classes. We had lunch together at Taco Bell. I've been spending money carelessly this week, so I needed a cheap place. Found out about Robert Anderson and Vicky Scott. Apparently, after I told Dan T about Clay and Vicky, he went to Robert about he. Robert flipped, went after Vicky and that's when she broke things off. So I guess Clay is dating. Good for him. I, on the other hand, like to keep my options open. TKE's throwing another party Saturday at some guys house in Oceanside. Kept it on the DL, but decided to invite Alex. I told him he would have to attend Rush events next week so I can tell the guys he wants to Rush. Otherwise, he wouldn't be invited. The guys aren't dicks, I'm sure they'll understand. I think I'll stick to beers this time. No more Vodka crannbery, aka Pete's Punch. I'll leave it up to the ladies. I wonder if the n00b rush chicas will be there from the Alpha sororities. We can only hope. Also have a lunch meeting with Hadrian and Lacey from LCC high school. It'll be nice to see them again, keeping in touch. High School seems so far away at this point. I'm focusing most of my attention towards my neverending pursuit of knowledge and moral (or immoral) development. Homework load is beginning to pick up and I have a group research project in GEL about chemical castration of repeat sex offenders. It's wrong, on many levels. Any guy will agree with me. L8r bros and remember, condoms save lives. Peace

Sancho

2003-09-09T18:57:00.000-07:00

Today was bleeeargh! I woke up at 5 and was struggling to move along. I got to school with no problems. Mrs Roberts plays music on vhs tapes, so I brought in a music video to play, which she really enjoyed. Listening to the lecture about Native Americans, I was thinking, why are they still called indians. This isn't India. What about people from India? What do we call them, indegenous people. Thank god she stopped talking and put the video on. Nap time. After class, I was practically dragging myself to Spanish. I was thinking about what Katie and I would do this afternoon with all that time. I was still pissed I bombed the spanish challenge exam. Looks like I have another semester of spanish to look forward to. Just chilling, talking with Mike and Chris. RJ and Andrew haven't been seen in a couple of classes. I met a girl named Melissa. She was sitting infront of me, so I introduced herself. She's pretty hot, brown hair, skinny. I was too tired to care. My game is off. Spanish was alright cause Professor Hughes was cracking jokes in espanol, but I could still understand. JA JA JA! Finally, class over. I didn't stop to say hi to my boys in TKE or anything, went straight to my car and drove home. I took an hour nap. AH! Then I thought it would be good to wash my car. No self respecting female would ride in a dirty car. Called up Katie, she wanted to go to the beach, but it was overcast. I suggested 10 dollar tuesday at Boomers. Unlimited minurature golf. I knew she couldn't resist. She asked me if it was okay for Rod to join. Now, my first reaction was to be the bad friend and tell her, "No, ofcourse he can't come. He must stay home with his mom and you must make me feel guilty for going so. I should go get rid of my negative energy because I'm a bad person." But what came out was hesitation, then sure, why not. I will stab you in the eye. Kill Rod and his mother. But I must be considerate of other people's needs. No, I don't, but I like having friends, so I can't always be the asshole. Drove over to Katie's, then picked up Rod. Katie suggested that we avoid Rod's mom so we don't have to talk for half an hour. Rod just woke up, let out a couple groans. Rod had no money, Katie had just enough, and I had to run home and get money. On our way to Boomers. The two were quiet and I tried my best to get them awake or at least talking. You know, swerving in traffic, slamming brakes unexpectedly. On the freeway off ramp, I took a wrong turn over on Emerald, turned into oncoming traffic and then almost caused an accident in the lane. Yeah, huge liability. But made it to Boomer's, I'm terribly embarrassed by now, but I don't show it. All day wristbands for $10. Sweet. PLayed minurature gold until Katie got bored. Then we played a version of broomball, except with clubs. Afterwards, we all headed into video games. The two kept telling me only games upstairs are free. Nope. I step onto dance dance revolution, made it all the way to the end on beginner mode. I turn around to celebrate, but Rod and Katie are nowhere to be found. Turns out, they were upstairs. The two ended up playing games together the rest of the afternoon and me by myself. ::tear:: I think she really likes Rod. Meh. 1st place hydrothunder, 1st place Crusin Exotica, beat Area 51 and House of the Dead. By now, I'm bored and go see what the two are going. Playing Gauntlet Legends. They must have been playing for an hour before we left. Still quiet. So I cranked ZZ TOP's La Grange til the beat just pounded you. Did I mention I was doing 95 on the freeway? I think my reckless driving scares Katie sometimes. After I drove both of them home, I realized that I'm over Katie. Yeah, I tried but I'm not going to even try to keep the relationship going. There's nothing I need to keep from that experience. Now, I can focus on college girls. Oh hell yeah. I'll toast to that.

Sancho
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2003-09-07T21:46:00.000-07:00

What a nice weekend. Friday was great. Met up with Alex Frey in the Dome at 7:15. I saw him the day before, said hi, and he said we should meet up. You know, alot of people are envious of my partying habits. Mostly, the people that don't go to parties. Oral Communication was boring as usual. Class activity was to meet and introduce another person in the class. Most of the students were doing great. I gave a great impromptu speech based upon a minute of conversation with this girl. The teacher commented that I had an excellent speech, that I gave good eye contact, fluidity of thought, hands at my side, and I didn't shift my weight. I think she already caught on about my previous speaking skills. Now my acting will have to convince her that I just had one good day. GEL, lifelong learning. Mrs Poggi was pasing out syllabus for class when I noticed that Janelle was sitting across from me, but I couldn't find Nicole. She arrived a couple of minutes late. I offered her my seat, but she declined. Damn, this is going to take work. BTW, in GEL, if you do ELP (which I have been) program, you get 50 points Extra Credit. Sweet, I already have an A. I was thinking of joining Associated Student Government, so I talked with poggi after class. She suggested that I join a committee. Great idea. It was 10 and I had math in one hour. I didn't study for the Test, but I went into the bookroom and found the study guide for the textbook for Calc II. Cram, cram motherfucker. Quickly. After studying pages for 15 minutes, I left. I found my frat boys in the Dome. Just hanging and talking. Some fine girls walked by and we all looked at each other like, "Oh shit, did you see that piece?" A couple guys had to go work, so I said my peace and left. On my way I ran into Vanessa. Apparently, she's taking some real hard chemistry class. The same one Paul Han is taking. I know cause I saw him walk out of class. I hated to interrupt Vanessa, but I had to say hi and chat with Paul. I told him I'd talk later cause I had to go. Back to Vanessa. She probably thinks I'm MR Popular and has no time for the likes of her. Makes her feel like I'm some kind of challenge. She asked if I was taking chemistry, I told her I'm taking Calc II. She's like, I'm only taking Pre-calc. THis coming from the girl with the 4.2 GPA and full ride scholarship. Headed into Math class. Saw Kingsly again. I swear to god, the guy is stalking me. He was in my GEL class too, and he's a junior. What the Fuck? Anyway, the test was a breeze. I finished it in 5 minutes and almost all the class took 25 minutes. I know I aced it cause the teach went over answers after. Bunch of bullshit that was. I hadn't learned anything from that test. Checking out the clock, I remembered that the lawn party started at 11 and I wouldn't get out of class til it was over. Damnit! Finally, class done, I headed to the Dome for some food. It was already 12:45 and I had the munchies real bad. I ordered myself a big mouth burrito. Bigger than Rico's, but more $$$. Hey, nothing cheap here. Except maybe the girls. :-) No, I'm just kidding. I don't know, I don't pay for it. Saw on the tv announcements about a $1000 scholarship for community service. Found this place in Craven Hall. So I grabbed the application and instructions. Ben called me on the cell to let me know that everyone was hanging over at his house. Studying, yeah, who has time for that? Hanging with the amigos, we headed to an LCC football game. 6 fucking dollars. That pissed me off. Saw Melanie and Jenny from my acting class. Saw Luis, which was nice. Shot the bullshit about Speech/Debate. The game was boring, so we left. Found a dead rat in the parking lot. I wanted to put it on Ike's car, David Hill's brother, but the security guard was in the parking lot. SO I put it on some truck. Oh well. Great first week, but I have a feeling things are about to get even better. L8

Sancho

2003-09-03T19:31:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was ok, today was better. Didn't get up til 6:30. Hell yeah! Made it to class on time. I had some difficulty finding Oral Communications class. After searching for a while, I found it. Oral Communication is another name for , "you already know public speaking, so you're going to rape this course." It's really sad. Talking about how most of the people in the class dread public speaking. That's going to be our final, is to speak infront of the class. I do have to read the book, though. How lame. We watched a video of some chick doing a speech about a shoe. How terribly exciting, yes? Then the teacher asks the class to tell her what the girl did right. Nobody was raising their hand. I go ahead and name off 8 things. Then one person says "she was wearing appropriate clothing." I almost choked giggling to myself. I was going to label off more, but the teacher was through. I wanted to discuss what she had done wrong, but I guess we can't be negative. Yep, it's the small things that bring out the asshole in me. Next class, GEL. That's right, GEL. Slick, sticky, gooey. Lifelong learning, you sicko. Packed class of 40. Two hot girls, Nicole and Janelle. Nicole is hot, brown hair, good personality, and has a dorm on campus. [Sic] Janelle is hot, blonde, tall, ample mammories, with great legs. Broke the mold, baby. Broke the mold! Didn't even hesitate to introduce myself. I'm sure she gets offered dick all the time. Anyway, easy class, easy A. Next. Hang back in the Dome with the TKE guys and Aplha girls. Next week is Rush week and they're already got the oversized signs. These big, awkward things just lying around campus. TKE's got this big skull and crossbones on there. Yep, I know who painted the sign. I'm getting hungry now, so I drive across campus to the Ralph's shopping center to get beef tacquitos con guacamole and sour cream, lettuce, and cheese. I've been there...and it is good. Went to check out the new Fitness room and field room in the Gym that hasn't opened yet. Free tours were being offered, so I went, took the tour, signed my life away on a release of liability form. Get a gym card next thursday, even though the facility opens Monday. I was studying in the library when who should I run into, but none other than Paul Han. Apparently, he's got some bad classes, but we were talking, and he wanted to get together again with Ben and jam sometime. Like old times, I tell him. End of day, I'm getting kind of tired. I head over to the Academic Hall, but decide to take a nap on the grass. It's grass...and it is good! Wake up and head over to ACD when dean of students walks up to me and asks me if I'm going the right way. I almost forgot he was the co-facilitator for ELP. So I head over with him into unknown territory. U-hall, 460. Does that class even exist? Nobody knew until now. Saw Vanessa there, a hot red-headed number I met back at orientation. Straight A goodie-two shoes needs a little fix up. Just add Sanchez. Alright! A short meeting, no more than 30 minutes with only 10 people showing. 4 guys. Only 4 guys there. No, I'm not complaining. Just being observant. After that, said goodbye to Julie, who is the chillest white girl on campus. No doubt. Ran into Andrea on the way to my car. Apparently, she had all these hard classes she's been avoiding and now she's working her ass off. Oh well. ASI has a mixer going on tonight, but I really don't feel like going. I'm being pestered by my mom. Just two more years, that's it! Ah shit. Later

Sancho

2003-09-03T17:23:00.000-07:00

Hey, it's already the second day. Well, I couldn't post yesterday cause the fucking program was down. First day was great. Got up early, no breakfast, no problem. Cranked some Sublime on the way to school. It was still dark outside. Who the hell comes to school this early. After going to the bathroom, I realized I had like 30 minutes til class started. I found the place, no problem. Met up with Mike, a friend of mine I had met at orientation. He told me he wasn't sure if I was Chris. It's really sad that I can't remember a single persons name at College. I think it takes time. But right now I'm meeting people three or four times. History class is going to be chill this semester. This lady by the name of Mrs Roberts, long grey hair and some kind of pendent, was going to be my teacher. Born in Britain, lived in South Africa. Real wild, reminds me of Mrs Lax, senior year english teacher at La Costa Canyon High School. This one girl was in the wrong class and the teacher left the class to go check where this girls class was. Everyone's like, alright, what do we do now? After she came back, she passed out syllabus' to everyone. 5 crashers, so not too bad.

Next classe was that of Espanol III. I missed one year of Spanish in high school and now I have to take a step back. The class was packed. People sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall. Crashers? Forgettaboutit! The teacher walks in and starts speaking spanish at warp speed and most people took the "dropped jaw" approach. I caught on to everything, even the corny jokes. Then the class reviewed preterite tense. Ah, Spanish III revisited. Speaking of, Andrew was sitting next to me. That's Andrew, from my Spanish III class freshman year of high school. He remembered me, too, which was relieving. The teacher felt it was only appropriate to have the entire class shake hands and introduce each other....in spanish. Hola, soy Chris. Como te llamas? Oh, I'm so suavay with the spanish. Pickin up on the ladies, asking for numeros de telefono.

Hey, I'm done. No classes for the rest of the day. So what should I do but walk around until I run into some guys from TKE. It was the one guy who drove me home from the party when I was woozy. Hung with him as we cruised the area. Met up with Gavin, who's TKE event planner. Told him I was rushing and they were stoked. They said they're always looking to add more members to the family. After stopping to talk with a few sorority sistas, we headed to the dorms to talk with this other TKE officer. Here's where names would come in handy. He had a nice place and was hanging with his two other roomies. The darth maul statue in the living room startled me a bit. I mean, come on, it's right there at the door. We all talked about the party going on Saturday. It's supposed to be at an alumni's relative's ranch in Tecate, Mexico. 18 legal drinking age. Awesome! The guy apparently has a band that's been playing locally for a while now and has opened for some bigger bands. They didn't sound too bad, even though it's a punk-pop emo band.

By then I was hungry and headed back to the Dome for some food. More TKE's and some alpha sorority sisters. Damn, they are hot! All of them. It's like they screen them or something. Frat guys will only bang hot sorority sisters. After munchies, I left for home. I went over to Ben's house and we watched MTV, played Diablo II, and jammed. Then Tony came over. It was cool. It started raining and I headed home. What a first day. Tomorrow's gonna be awesome.

2003-09-01T21:11:00.000-07:00

Well, I said I was going to do it. Start a blog to monitor my progress my first year of college. I wonder exactly how long this will last before I get lazy and stop posting. I admit, I have a tendancy of flaking out on projects and never finishing anything I've started. Journals are nothing new to me, I just have a habit of not doing it, cause either I forgot or I didn't believe it was important to warrant my time.

Tomorrow is the beginning of something new and wonderful. Something exciting and challenging. I just wish I could capture all of this in my head to remember for the rest of my life. Unfortunately, the "best years of my life," high school, is now a complete blur in the back of my mind. All I can remember are the friends I made who I still keep in touch with and a few of the teachers who helped me along my way. Everyone else is either already started or left for college, leaving me to my own. Granted, a few friends have remained who will be attending Palomar College and Mira Costa and I will always have time to see everyone doing winter break. But that is down the road and I shouldn't worry about that now.

My pack is filled with the stuff I believe to need. Books for classes, pencils, paper, folders, organizer, 3 ring binder, erasers, .5 mm graphite, the only thing I'll probably forget is my brain. It has been a long summer and anything remotely intellectual exceeding the brain capacity to perform simple, involuntary tasks such as breathing, eating, and walking will become a challenge. It would help if I didn't have class at the break of FUCKING dawn! Trying to move History class to 10 AM, but crashing seems to be the only possibility present at this time. I'll put up with it for now. Annoyances!

Stoked for tomorrow. This is going to be the beginning of the greatest 4 (5 or 6?) years of my life. I'd like to say things are great after college, but we both no theres no room for bullshit in this life. Yeah, all downhill after this. I'll remember and cherish this wonderful experience, if I don't get too drunk like I did last saturday at the welcoming party. Later

Sancho