Sunday, February 29, 2004

Thanks to everyone who made my birthday a very special one. =)
22 is better than 21.

Happy leap year!

Friday, February 27, 2004

Watched the Passion of the Christ tonight.

I'm reminded that it was we who crucified Christ. But the more important truth is that it was He chose to lay down His life for us.

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

Thunder and lightning!!
Nothing beats driving on a wet and windy night.

Monday, February 23, 2004

Week 1: Telebears 16, Opponent 1

Saturday, February 21, 2004

Went to the batting cages with Kevin, Dave, Jacob and Kwan. We all hit the softballs pretty well in the 50-mph cage, so I felt motivated enough to go to the 60-mph cage.. on "baseball" mode. The difference between "softball" and "baseball" modes is that the machine pitches the softballs with a high lob while baseballs are thrown straight. I wasn't expecting the baseball to go that fast, so on the first pitch, Kwan saw me almost fall over. I was 2/20.

Anyways, I have a new-found respect for baseball players. And in celebration of the new IM softball season which starts tomorrow (or for those who like to swing at things), here is a treat. Score to beat: 323.5
What a fun small group night. DaveWee, DaveKim, Kevin, Joey, Jacob, Bryant, Danny, me. Had dinner at Baja Fresh, watched Miracle at the theaters, and rounded off the night with a four-hour game of Monopoly. Jacob won with cash/assets amounting to a ridiculous $15,000. People really do land on Park Place and Boardwalk.

We also played Duck Hunt and Mario Bros. on DaveWee's Nintendo.. the OG Nintendo. Hahah, that brought back so many fond memories. Shooting the ducks from a distance of five feet is really challenging. Solution: move up close to the TV.

I'm so tired. Auf wiedersehen.

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

he looks like a flower but he stings like a bee!

I was minding my own business during my social psychology discussion section last week when I looked up to see someone walk in late. Lo and behold, who else did I see but the internationally famous William Hung, in the flesh!

I was sitting in the back and since there was a open seat next to me, he waddled over with his large, trademark yellow backpack and sat down next to me. Since he missed the first ten minutes of class, he took out his notebook, and asked if he could copy my notes. I felt weird because of the fact that a celebrity was copying my notes. The last time I encountered someone famous was Ben Stein at my 10th grade Science Olympiad meet, where he came to see his son or nephew compete. He signed his autograph on my paper with such disgust and annoyance that I got offended and later threw it away.

Well, let's try again. Near the end of class, I asked him, "You're William Hung right? Hey man, autograph my notebook for me." He nodded his head and signed my notebook:


But dangit, I caught myself humming the Ricky Martin song throughout the rest of the day...

I found out that he's supposed to perform tonight at the men's volleyball game too, along with a "special surprise." Access Hollywood is going to run a special segment of that performance during tomorrow's episode. Looks like his fifteen minutes of fame is lasting longer than it should. Wow.

Monday, February 16, 2004

I had a lot of weird dreams last night. In one of them, someone threw my guitar facedown into the ocean and said, "Yea, you didn't know that they're waterproof?" Then he took it out of the water and realized that it wasn't waterproof. I woke up feeling very shocked and unsettled.

I blame these dreams for the fifteen cups of water I had to drink the night before. Long story.

Sunday, February 15, 2004

What a horribly officiated game. Stanfurd won against the Bears yesterday, with the help of one bad call after another. It really sucked how Powe got a quick two and sat out for most of the game from then on. The fans went crazy near the end of the first half when Midgley picked two great steals, throwing up the second one to Kately who dunked it hard. We had the lead by halftime, but we just collapsed in the second half. More bad calls and unnecessary turnovers.

I'm sad that this was my last Cal vs. Stanfurd basketball game.. Cal vs. Stanfurd anything. I'm also sad that I'll miss the upcoming seasons and not be able to see Powe, Ubaka, Kately, and McGuire play even better basketball together (which they will for sure). For those who will be around next year, make sure you get football tickets. We got a great recruiting class and we're ranked baby. Big Game is at home too.

But I'm happy that I saw Jason Kidd who was in attendance to retire his jersey. I can't wait to see him and the others play in the All-Star game today.

Thursday, February 12, 2004

So many memories in music 20a already. Last week, we met one-on-one with our music teacher to go over certain exercises we've learned so far. Andy sadly told me that after his meeting, the teacher was surprised that he sang at a really high pitch, commenting, "Oh, you are a tenor for sure."

Well, one of the stressful aspects about the class is that the teacher randomly calls out people to sing solo. After we sung a couple exercises in solfege, she picked on Andy to sing one by himself. For some reason, Andy started singing at a significantly lower pitch than usual.

Teacher: Andrew, can you sing this one please?
Andy: (really low) "Do.. do.. do re mi..."
Teacher: Andrew, what happened? You had a very high voice!
Andy: *speechless*
Teacher: (insistent expression.. looks around class for support) But you DO!

Me and Slum busted out laughing after the "high voice" remark. I tried to muffle myself by biting my thumb really hard, which didn't work at all. No one else in the class was laughing though, probably because they were shocked at her statement. Andy tried to finish the exercise, but the teacher interrupted and moved onto someone else. It was really hard to concentrate for the remainder of the class.

I wonder if the teacher knew that the three of us were friends. If she didn't, she probably thinks that me and Slum are the biggest jerks in the world.

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

(If you're a health nut, stop reading now.)

Spending too much money on food?? Buy Banquet frozen meals at Safeway for $1 EACH!!. They have many different varieties, such as:

*Spaghetti and Meatballs
*Meat Loaf Dinner, with Tomato Sauce, Mashed Potatoes and Carrots
*Salisbury Steak Dinner, with Gravy, Mashed Potatoes and Corn
*Sliced Beef Meal, with Gravy, Mashed Potatoes and Peas
*Turkey & Gravy with Dressing Meal, with Mashed Potatoes and Corn
*Veal Parmigiana Meal with Tomato Sauce, Mashed Potatoes and Peas
*Fried Chicken Meal, with Mashed Potatoes and Corn in Seasoned Sauce

As you can see, all these meals are well-balanced in food groups. Notice all the vegetables, ooh. I bought eight boxes last weekend and I'm already going to have to get some more soon.

I just checked the nutritional facts on one of the boxes and it has 51% sodium (1210mg). Is that a lot? Well, I'm not revealing which meal it is.

dinner bargain runner-ups:
*a whole Tombstone pizza for $2.50/each
*Cup-O-Noodles for 25 cents/each

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

Last night was a blur.

The activities started around 1am. The two poker games we played took over five hours, and the losers from the first round were punished to drink balsamic vinegar. Those losers were me, Andy, and weak-stomached Kwan who couldn't take it in too well.

Second game losers: Andy, Billy and me. I really didn't want to taste the vinegar again, so I decided to rather have green-apple air freshener sprayed in my face for four seconds. Since Paul won that game, he had the honor to spray me. Giddy boy. It honestly didn't feel that bad because I washed my face immediately after for a couple minutes, but my face started burning and itching an hour later, probably because the chemicals made their way into my pores.

It was about 7am when we stupid college boys decided to stay up longer by going out for breakfast. Anyways, we went to Bette's diner, where the prices were big and the portions were small. The jam was great though. Thank you Mr. Ku for generously paying for all of us.

The Berkeley marina was nearby, so we drove there after breakfast to enjoy the view. Paul and Huege came up with the idea to walk all the way down to the end of the pier, which is about a good 1/2 mile walk. The rest of us weren't that stupid, so we ended up going home.

funny/memorable moments:
-Kwan running to the bathroom
-Billy telling me how he cried tears after witnessing me get murdered from a point-blank gunshot to the head in his dream last night
-Andy unknowingly copying my "checks," "calls" and "raises"
-Andy's straight-flush that came out of nowhere
-Heuge hating his breakfast
-A giddy Pablo
-Everyone making incoherent sentences
-Suprisingly nice weather at 9am.

Say happy 22nd birthday to my buff roommate, Heugene Shin.

We can't keep using the excuse "it's our senior year" all the time. Because look what happens.

Saturday, February 07, 2004

We had our senior/freshmen activity last night... Iron Chef style! Ingredient: pizza. I think all of us had a lot of fun, more than expected. I was grouped with Janet, Anica, Peggy, Richard, Grace, and Andy. It was really funny how Janet and Peggy were so overly confident that we would win (which we did in one category).

Anyways, for creativity's sake, we did an old and new testament theme and named our pizzas as "Noah's Clean-and-Unclean Meat Lover's Pizza" and "The Rutti-Tutti-Fresh-and-Fruit-of-the-Spirity Pizza." I don't want to get into explaining them but just read Genesis 7 and Galatians, hahah. And our slogan: Papa God's Now Delivers! us from evil.

The other groups made really great stuff too and were devoured quickly afterwards. But there was plenty left of Slum and his group's kim-chee-jjee-geh pizza. The spam, dubu, and kimchee mixed together on the pizza crust didn't look that appetizing for a lot of people.

We chilled till 3am afterwards. Haven't done that in the longest time. You freshmen boys are a thorn in my side.

Friday, February 06, 2004

I'm reminded again and again that there's more to life than kodak moments and happy endings. It rears a pretty good cynical head too. But it's a splash of water to the face that's oddly refreshing.

Monday, February 02, 2004

I'm not gonna play NBA Live 2004 for a while. At least with Roach.