ok so this past week I've been on call for jury duty in Compton. I've been called to jury duty twice before and both times I was never actually called in for service. for the past few days I was having the same luck...but then last night (thursday) I called in and hear the words that you never want to hear:

Pre-Recorded Message:

Thank you for calling 1-800-SRV-JURY. You have reached the beautiful Los Angeles Superior Court House in Compton...please report to the court house on friday...april...twenty-ninth at _seven...forty...five...AM...

fuck!!!!

i started freaking out. so naturally, I started IMing some people. it wasn't until joyce's blunt "yeah, and..." (in the "so what's the big deal" kinda way) that I realized maybe i'm just overreacting; Compton can't be that ghetto.

friday morning rolls around, just about 5 hours after I get back home from cal poly. (this is literaly the earliest I've woken up since november. hell, just the other night I went to bed @ 5:30 in the morning.) so yeah, i'm grumpy as balls but I manage to get out of bed and into the shower.

around 6:30ish, i'm standing in front of my closet completely naked (haha, just had to mention that) and i'm debating wtf I should wear. "i'm going to the ghetto...but i'm also going to a court house..." I stood there naked for 10 minutes, debating on what would meet a ghetto court house dress code. I ended up wearing some old jeans and my faded black microsoft polo shirt with a couple holes in it. I figuered "hey, maybe they'll think I just got this lame ass shirt from a thirft store or something."

10 minutes later, I get in my car and start up the engine. low and behold, of all songs to first hear on the radio...its 2pac's California Love. no fucking joke.

2pac - California Love:

California...knows how to party

California...knows how to party

In the citaaay of L.A.

In the citaaay of good ol' Watts

In the citaaay, the city of Compton

We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin!

fast forward about half an hour. i'm following people from the ghetto parking lot to the ghetto court house. "man, this is my first time," some random mexican dude says to me. "yeah, same here." I look around and finally realize that all these people are in the same boat as I am...we all hate jury duty, we all hate getting up this early and most of us aren't from Compton. "hey, maybe this isn't gonna be that bad afterall..."

after going thru the metal detectors and getting frisked by security (hehe) I found myself in the lounge with about 250 others, watching some completely lame orientation video...

Random Guy's Video Testimonial:

At first I hated the idea of coming in for jury service. But after the whole experience, I really felt good about myself. I can't wait to do it again!!

WTF that's such bullshit!!!!!

anyways, after the video we had about an hour to spank off. normally i'd be browing the internet or something on my cell phone but noooooo, cell phones with cameras are forbidden. LAAAME. instead I amused myself with my iPod Shuffle, until...

Intercom: *bing* Alfred Gonzales, please report to the front desk. You forgot to write down your occupation.
Intercom: *bing* Anna Paris, please report to the front desk. You forgot to write down your policy number.
Intercom: *bing* Daniel Thomas, please report to the front desk. You forgot to write down your emergency contact.

what dumbasses!! retards don't know how to fill out a damn form!! *shakes head*

Clerk: *bing* Melvin Tajon, please report to the front desk immediately.

what the fuck...

Clerk: today's your lucky day!! you're the first one on the jury list!! here, I need you to deliver these papers to the judge right now. 10th floor, court room E. you'll go up first and then the rest of the 100 juror candidates will be up in a bit.
Mel: does this mean i'm on the pane--
Clerk: interrupts run along now have fun byeeee!!

okaaaaaaaay...

so after about 20 minutes of waiting, we eventually got into the court room were greeted by a welcome speech from the judge. after about 5 minutes of pleasantries, he finally gets to the point:

Judge:

this is a criminal case. it is the people vs. , , , and _____.

this case involves burglary, assault with a deadly weapon, attempted murder and terrorist threats. we have one attorney for each of the five defendants...this trial is expected to go til may 27th.

OMFG one full month?!?! one whole month of commuting from cal poly to Compton??!? one damn month of juggling the last few weeks of spring quarter and full 9-to-5's in court???

i'm still in shock but the drama continues...

Courtroom Secretary:

when I call your name, please take a seat on the juror panel...
tajon, melvin, please take a seat. you are juror #1.

fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!

anyways, the next few hours were a bitch. the judge and each of the 6 attorneys got to interview the 18 juror candidates as a group. they'd ask all these moral questions over and over and over. the judge is actually a funny guy; he'd make fun of all the jurors...including my ass. DOH. he totally ripped apart the old fobby asian dude:

Juror #9: I no speaka english good. I have hard time understand completely.
Judge: you don't understand english?
Juror #9: nods
Judge: how long have you been here in the states?
Juror #9: 20 something
Judge: how long?
Juror #9: 27 years
Judge: what is your occupation?
Juror #9: umm car...machine-ist
Judge: mechanic?
Juror #9: yes.
Judge: how many kids do you have?
Juror #9: two.
Judge: do you have to speak english at work?
Juror #9: only at meetings.
Judge: well, I don't see the problem because you understood our whole conversation just now.
Juror #9: Doh!

so yeah, it was obvious that jurors were trying to talk their way out of the jury panel. some people told me that I should just say "i'm prejudice against black people" or whatever. sorry, that wasn't gonna happen. i'd like to see you say that in front of a hundred people and then get interrogated by the judge (who btw was black) and also a team of attorneys (three of which were black). I eventually got the spotlight and got to plea my situation...

Mel: i'm a fulltime student at cal poly pomona AND mt. san antonio college and--
Judge: interrupts I already told you, we don't excuse you just for being a fulltime student. we've all been there before, we know what its like. these guys went to law school and also served jury duty, we've all been there. you're not gonna fail.
Mel: well, that's the thing...i flunked out of cal poly last fall, so I started going to mt. sac. and then I just got back into cal poly this spring and if I screw up one more time, its over. I have finals at mt. sac coming up and I can't afford missing a month of class at cal poly with finals in the first week of june...
Judge: so you're gonna flunk out twice?? *LOL*
Mel: (cries inside)
Judge: *sarcastically* don't worry, we'll take care of you. *wink*

"we'll take care of you???!"  that sarcastic fuck, wtf is that supposed to mean???!

so anyways, another hour passes by and the day was coming to a close. it was time for the attorneys to vote off the people they don't want to be on the jury panel.

Defense Attorneys: The defense would like to excuse...Juror #9 [the old fobby asian dude]
Judge: Juror #9, you may leave. Juror #13 [also an old fobby asian dude], take his seat.

Juror #9 proceeds to the door and Juror #13 quietly follows him...

Judge: where the hell do you think you're going?? tryin' to sneak out the door, eh? LOL nice try buddy, take your seat.
Judge: you [attorneys] may now continue...

5 juror vote offs later...

District Attorney: the people would like to excuse...
District Attorney: Juror #1
Mel: me??
Judge: yes, you're excused. now get those damn grades up!!

ZOMFG, they excused me!!?!! HELL YEAH.

i had the hardest time acting non-chalant about it. its like winning in an award show; on the outside you're happy and modest but in the inside you're like "fuck yeah, bitch!!! who's your daddy, mr. second place?? who's your daddy!!! I am!!! that's right!!! sit your asses down, bitches!!!"

so yeah, I somehow managed to get out of a month long criminal trial in Compton. I swear, god has a wierd sense of humor. I can just see him up there, "hmmm, i'm bored...i think i'll fuck around with mel...i wanna watch him squirm for a day"

haven't updated in a long ass time, mainly cuz nothing exciting has been happening these past few weeks. here's a few randoms to show you that i'm still alive:

i won a 3 day, 2 night trip for two to just about anywhere in the states. there's all these wierd ass conditions and stipulations on it...which make it a lot less appealing. i don't think my hand counts as a person, so technically i'm single.

ended up giving it to my parents.

Deland - Chapters. He's a friend of mine from cerritos and this is his first R&B album. its on sale @ tower records in lakewood and long beach. most of his success is in asia, which is pretty

. i actually went out and bought his cd...instead of being the cheap ass and downloading it from limewire pro...

school is doing aight. i have some really cool teachers that are actually passionate about teaching. that makes learning so much more meaningful. oh yeah, i just found out that they chopped off 18 units from my major.

that's a full quarter that i don't have to take!! well, at my pace its more like 2 quarters.

that puts me in perfect schedule to graduate spring '06!!! yes, i'm actually gonna graduate!!!

impulse buy of the moment....an ipod shuffle. i fuckin' love the thing.

yes, i already have a 20gb ipod right now but i wanted something smaller and lighter for when i go to the gym. and i wanted to have music with me when i chill at the bitch without being paranoid of losing/breaking my original $300 ipod. so cute and tiny...i named it Pecker.

met another guy that's born on march 20th.

cousin Joel and Ira had a baby shower for their future son, Marco de Guzman. he's gonna be the third addition to the next generation of scarfers in the family.

anyways, there was this one game where they put melted chocolate bars in diapers and you had to guess which candy bar was which. is it wrong that i wanted to eat the chocolate right out of the diaper??

"Little Boy Blue because he was broke."

we had room selection for the village the other week. i finally got into an apartment with chin & jp, which has been the original plan since last summer. unfortunately some cockmaster named matt took the room that i wanted, so i'm stuck with the piece of shit shoebox sized room that faces the train tracks.

i can just hear it now: CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! CHOOOOOO CHOOOOOOOO!!!!! CHOOOO CHOOOO CHOOOOOOOO!!!!!

ah well, i know matt from the dorms and he's cool...and its damn good to be living with friends instead random dudes.

Kung Fu Hustle =

i've been on call for jury duty all this week. its wednesday now and they haven't called me in. being summoned for jury duty is

...but jury duty in COMPTON is a whole 'nother story. to all you non-cali people, i'm sure you've heard of compton, ca...its the hardcore, ghetto ass place that all of the rappers rap about...

anyways, that's all for now.

Songs of the Moment

• The Starting Line - Bedroom Talk
• Mariah Carey - We Belong Together
• Rob Thomas - Streetcorner Symphony
• Backstreet Boys - Never Gone (unreleased album but downloadable)

...aaaaaaaaaaaand i'm spent.

last week was such an awesome week.

Monday

got back into cal poly!!!! feels damn good to be back in school again.

i kinda got stuck with a shitty schedule again -- two 4-hour night classes, tuesday and thursday -- but whatevers, i'm just glad to be back.

Tuesday

shopping with joyce & meliss. although it was more like me & meliss watching joyce shop, haha. god damn, that girl shop...i think she could hang with my cousins & aunties 8 hour shopping sprees.

my first night class @ cal poly (ebz451) was later on. its one of those four-hour-class, meet-once-a-week classes...

but it actually isn't that bad. we had two 20 minute breaks and got excused like 30 minutes early. the professor seems cool...he's like a computer geek but not. at the end of the night he started spitting out perverted jokes during lecture.

i think we're gonna get along just fine.

Wednesday

since mt. sac was on break, i had wednesday off. kicked it with phoebe the whole day. bitch had to wake me up during my mid-afternoon slumber but it was chill.

later that night cathy called me up. cruised over to her place and watched that new bernie mac & ashton kutcher movie, Guess Who. good movie. couldn't really chill or eat afterwards cuz she was still recovering from her wisdom teeth removal.

oh yeah, cathy had a funny lisp all night too.

Thursday — Caesar Chavez Day!!

cal poly and lots of california had the day off for Caesar Chavez Day. what is Caesar Chavez Day? ummm i guess it has something to do with mexicans.

anyways, originally the plan was to go to disneyland...but shit happened and it never worked out (again).

it was all good cuz there was a backup plan...Beach Day.

chin and i cruised down to huntington, got there around 2ish. technically it was just gonna be us two the whole day....but then people called and next thing we know there were 13 of us:

me (always me first), chin, rose & her bf, phoebe & her friend anna, jp, christine, chain, travis, bojo, chris, and karen.

played some beach volleyball, jacked some firewood @ albertsons, started up a bon fire, roasted some hot dogs...it was so chill, it reminded me of the kickbacks back home in udhailiyah. gotta bring marshmallows, a football, guitar/ukulele and a stereo next time.

to top off the night, we headed to BJs in cerritos. BJs after beaching has pretty much been tradition carried over from last summer. alan & james made it down from vegas to join in on the happy-hour feasting.

it was a damn great day for going to the beach. i'm looking forward to making this a weekly ritual over summer.

Friday

just kickin' it with the homeboys. the usual day of arguing where to eat, cracking gay jokes, watching movies on the 60" and "shampoo" late at night.

oh yeah, we watched Sin City...but i kept falling asleep during the movie cuz of the night before.

Saturday

alan & james were in occidental for a lacrosse game, so i had breakfast by myself @ duke's. normally there's a key to use the bathroom right next to the cashier, but for some reason it wasn't there. i walked over to the bathroom and noticed the key was already in the hole...so naturally i opened the door to use the bathroom....

and then right in front of me was some old fogie, bent over with his pants and undies to his ankles... :yack:

lemme tell you something...seeing some old dude's wrinkly, hairy balls is NOT the way you want to start out the day.

aaaaanyways, i got my hairr did then headed down to SD for april's not-so-surprise party. (not exactly a surprise party when your mom asks you for all your friend's numbers for "no reason.") it was a chill night, had dinner @ buca di beppo.

speaking of buca di beppo, have you guys ever used the bathroom there?? i dunno if all buca di beppo's are the same but the guys restroom was just overwhelmed with black & white pictures of naked baby penises and babies urinating.

what a day...first some old dude's balls and now a buncha baby penises.

back at the dinner table, we had a lot of damn good food. it was kinda funny cuz there was a little hidden tension between me and april's brother...and the last slice of pizza.

Mel:

Michael:

Mel: (what are you looking at, biatch?? that last slice is mine!!!)
Michael:

Michael: takes the last slice
Mel: (

)

the force is definitely strong in this one. hell, he knew about the 3 distinct types of slices of (square-cut) pizza. you know, just like with lasagnas & brownies...there's the corners, the sides and the middles... (yes, eating is like a game of strategy). michael did an excellent job of serving everything and saving the biggest corner slice for himself.

okay, so i didn't get the last slice of pizza and all, but i definitely did my damage elsewhere...and apparently it was noticable:

babytoes81: my mom loved how you "cleaned" your plate

after dinner we chilled @ her place for a bit, watched the incredibles, then i had to drive back home.

Songs of the Moment

• Come Back Down by Lifehouse
• God Knows by 112
• Searching by Jamie Scott

really pissed off right now, and i can't sleep without venting somehow. so instead of rolling around in bed for the next few hours, i'm gonna do something constructive and share a deep thought with you all.

First Law of Thermodynamics

Energy can niether be created nor destroyed. It can only be converted from one form to another.

yeah yeah, we've all heard this from highschool physics or chem or whatever; electricity, heat, radiation, blah blah blah.

but what about emotions??

i don't know about you guys but in all of my life experiences, emotional energy doesn't just disapate into thin air. it stays with you, unless you use the energy to do something.

like when people get mad (negative energy). some people go to the gym to relieve the stress. some write music. some break things. some eat a lot. some go out and have rough sex (

). personally, i either take it to the basketball court, talk/bitch to someone about it or vent it out in my blog (much like right now).

Second Law of Thermodynamics

In all energy exchanges, if no energy enters or leaves the system, the potential energy of the state will always be less than that of the initial state.

this is the cool thing about emotional energy. when you do something to vent out your stress, some of the negativity will be lost in the process. (ok, technically "lost" isn't the best word to describe this, but its late and i can't think of the right word

)

if you don't learn to channel that energy, it'll just keep building up inside of ya. that's definitely not cool with negative energy because slowly the irritations become anger, then anger turns to rage, then rage turns to something like Columbine.

here's what i'm trying to get at: the next time your significant other or close friend has something to bitch about, listen to them. its just their way of releasing bad energy. hopefully they'll be bitching about something to you and not bitching at you.

there's a big difference.

the first one is constructive. when the energy is transferred from the person bitching to you (the listener), you then convert that energy into positive energy just by simply being supportive of them.

the latter is just a way of dumping all their shit onto you. negative energy is directed straight at you. the venter will feel better (ie like a big weight has been lifted of their shoulders) but you'll be left with anger, depression or whatever.

basically the next time you get pissed off, use the energy to do something (hopefully constructive, not destructive) cuz at the end of it, you'll feel a lot better.

as for me, all my negative energy is spent cuz i wrote out this little shpiel. i feel a lot better now. thank you, goodnight.

Update

Habibtisbd: near my door i have these words " keep a clam steady flow of positive energy, negative energy is created by the human mind,
Habibtisbd: worry is negative energy, give positive energy to receive positive energy, react to negative energy with positive energy, the difference between us all is how we choose to handle the siutations we are given"

Advisor: well mel, you've done a great job since i last saw you.
Advisor: lets see what classes you should register for this quarter... fuck yeah!!! give it to me, mama!!! that's the shit i like!!

so my hard work, perfect attendence and prayers have finally paid off. oh man, it feels fucking good. now i just need to deal with the horror of late registration...

funny side story: i was gonna deliver the final paperwork to the registrar but the secretary forgot to give me one of the forms. she called me but my phone was off, so she heard my little porn music voicemail greeting.

when i got back:

Secretary: yeah, i tried to call you but your phone was off
Secretary: then i heard your little...voicemail...porn...music thing...
Secretary: so i just hung up

// just for fun, let's see what happens when i dedicate a post to excessive use of the naughty smilie...

Hangin' with the Webb homies

The 17th was Walter's birthday so Joe, Jose, Stan and I went to visit his grave. I've seen Joe and Stan a few times the past few months, but I hadn't seen Jose in like a year and a half. The last time I saw him was in Santa Monica and it was the first time I played beer pong. Hell, it was the first time I ever got drunk off beer!! Ah man, those were good times.

We were all chillin' in the memorial park, catchin' up on old times and then Stan felt it was time to smoke out. It was chill but then all of a sudden Walter's parents showed up.

Its funny when you watch a stoner try to act all sober while talking to parents.

It was a chill afternoon to bond with the fellas.

It wasn't long enough

I didn't really have a spring break this year. Cal Poly and Mt. Sac's breaks were off-set so when everyone went out, I was left behind with a couple classes and an exam @ Mt. Sac. It's all good though cuz I had a lot of me time to myself...you know, catch up on reading and stuff.

After my exam @ Mt. Sac, I headed home and chilled with family the rest of the break. My parents are still in town cuz pops has to continue his radiation treatment for a few more weeks.

The ever elusive trip to Disneyland

Man, one thing about breaks is its always the best time to do stuff...but its also the hardest to organize because everyone's home doing their own thing. All I wanted was to have a magical afternoon with Elisa, Joyce and Meliss.

First we planned to go on Tuesday, butt that got shut down cuz of rain up the ass. Then we tried to plan it for Saturday and that didn't work out either.

All I want is my first time to be special.

Back into Cal Poly??

Well, spring quarter starts @ Cal Poly tomorrow and technically I'm still not a student. I managed to pull of a B- in my Managerial Finance class, which is okay. I really wanted at least a solid B butt I couldn't help it....the professor and the girl next to me were too distracting.

Right now I have a C+ in Accounting (Mt. Sac), so tomorrow I'm gonna go talk to the advisor chick. Hopefully this time around, things will go well.

Randoms

• unlimited renting from blockbuster online is the shiznat, especially if you rent a new dvd on the daily basis.

  

• mark got a 30" lcd monitor for his computer.

  

  its soooooo BIG!!!

  

• totinos thin crisp pizza are the shiznat. its damn good to find flavors that i grew up on here in the states.

  

CDs of the Moment

• Lifehouse's self-titled album
• 112's Pleasure & Pain album
• Al Green's Everything's Ok album

Always remember that you're special and unique...just like everyone else.

on the 20th day of march of 2005, my 23rd birthday, i present to you...a list of 23 random things that came to my head.

1. today is the official first day of spring.

   

2. the World Pizza Championships is on food network right now. god must be trying to tell me something.

3. joyce & melissa are officially the coolest girls in montecito.

4. elisa is officially the coolest girl in the suites.

5. april is officially the coolest girl in the village.

6. i was born @ 2:54am PST.

7. hussam, ben dey (webb), RT (webb), ashley holmes (cpp) are also very cool because we all share the same birthday. i also met 2 other people in SB that were born today.

8. the last thing i ate when i was 22 was two cheeseburgers & fries from in-n-out.

9. the first person to wish me happy birthday was anthong...although technically he did it one day prematurely. he's still cool though.

10. i'm not wearing any underwear.

    

11. my all-time favorite birthday convo

    Tyrant Hou: sup tajon
    mel my finger: tajon? today you must refer to me as The Birthday Boy
    Tyrant Hou: how about faggot boy...
    Tyrant Hou: how old are you, faggot boy?

12. random birthday memory: 9th grade, we had rehearsal for that one play, The Mikado.

13. melissa le called me exactly @ 12:03am. i think she wants my balls.

    

14. i want to get my free birthday pizookie @ BJ's...but i'm afraid they'll remember i did that less than 6 months ago...

15. one of these years i'm gonna drive around to all of the restaurants that give free food to birthday people.

16. what's the best part of having sex with twenty-three year olds? there's twenty of 'em!!!!

    

17. if i go to a strip club and tell 'em its my birthday, do you think i'll get a free lapdance?

18. my balls are blue.

    

19. i wonder if they still give those paper birthday crowns @ burger king. that'd be cool.

20. i just realized my parents were having sex around 23 years and 9 months ago...

    

21. random birthday memory: first grade(?), jason delgado almost smacked farah nsouly in the face instead of the pinata cuz we spun him too much.

22. cock!!

23. balls!!!

(sorry, kinda rushed the last two cuz i couldn't think of anymore random things...all this thinking was making me hungry.

)

dear goofy, steve urkel looking indian dude in my accounting class,

every monday and wednesday night at 7pm, i sit in my assigned seat patiently, waiting for class to start.

every monday and wednesday night, you rush into class around 5 minutes late, and you shuffle to get your shit together as you sit down to the 2nd seat on my right.

every monday and wendesday night, the first thing you do when you sit down is look at me. and not just a casual glance; its always a lingering stare.

for the first couple weeks, i didn't really think much of it; i thought you were checking out the black chick that sits between us. but as the semester went by, it became evident when she was absent that you were actually staring at me.

what. the. fuck.

i see you at the corner of my eye, fucker. the awkwardness started to get to me, so i always turned to you and gave you the silent & casual "whats up" head nod. you nod back and then turn to look at the whiteboard.

but as class goes on, i see you at the corner of my eye glaring at me again.

what's your problem, mang? i already acknowledged your dorky presence with the head nod; there's no need to continue looking at me like that.

do you want to talk to me or something? if so, just say something, damnit!! its not rocket science!! i'm assuming your smart enough to figure that out by the nerdy look of your coke bottle glasses. but noooooo, you continue to just stare at me like i'm a celebrity or something. kinda flatter, but its creepy more than anything.

so what else could it be? do you have a crush on me? even if i was a chick, your little stare tactics would do nothing for me. write me a love letter or something if you like me. write me a love letter, so when you hand it to me and i read it, i'll have an excuse to kick fobby ghundu ass to the floor. yes, i will hit a guy with glasses.

lift up your skirt, grab your balls and say something to me, you damn queer.

Phatt Weekend in Vegas

finally saw alan edgington (aka phatts aka phatty phat mcphatt phatts aka alan pudginton aka pudginton bear) for the first time since leaving saudi. as per tradition, whenever a visitor flies in, we MUST take 'em to all of our favorite eating spots. the past two weekends included:

• shanghai grill (vegas)
• $3 steak & eggs (vegas)
• fatburger
• in-n-out
• shakas hawaiian flavors (artesia)
• the boat
• papa johns
• and my newest place, Aladdin Jr (pomona).

  

kinda forgot to take pictures the whole time, ah well. dan drove down for a night so we had a kickback saudi style @ my place. good times, good times.

The Grudge

finally watched the f'ing grudge the other weekend...pretty damn scary. i cheated though, i had the laptop screen on bright the whole time while the other guys watched it "shampooed" (

) and in the dark...sorry, no way in hell i'm gonna watch it like that.

SPOILER WARNING one thing that really disturbs me is that one scene when the sister runs to her bed, and the fucking thing comes out from under the bed sheets and vaporizes her ass. god damnit, the bed is my sanctuary!! it was the one damn thing that was my "base" whenever i was scared as a kid...not only did this movie scare the balls off of me, but it tainted my one and only happy place at the end of the day.

i'm also a little traumatized by the cat noises... mreeeoooooooooow!!!

PE Classes

yeah yeah, so that one fat bitch told me to never take another PE class again. screw her. i went to my PE classes anyways (i wasn't registered but the coaches are tight with me so its all good). this past basketball season i had by far the best team i've ever played on. just a great combination of friends and guys that i've played really well with in the past. we were 12-1 for the regular season, but tanked in the playoffs because our MVP shooting guard and starting center (pavel, you fat fuck) got sick. the season was fun as hell though.

volleyball is always fun too. i gotta admit though, there were a LOT of newbies this quarter, but all the games that happened after hours were great. its just such a chill atmosphere cuz like 25% of the class are friends/regulars who've been signing up for volleyball class for years. got to mingle with some new, cute volleyball chicks too.

its gonna be sad after next quarter cuz, according to my volleyball coach, there will be no more PE classes @ cal poly. noooooooooooooooooes!!!

One more week...

technically i don't have a spring break because i'm attending two schools with offsetting spring breaks, but i still have that "just one more week" feeling.

one big part of this "one more week" feeling is the fact that pavel is graduating and moving out of the dorms. he's the last of the ORIGINAL Montecito '00 crew, so this is a big thing. this is huge, mang, and it certainly calls for a feast.

things are goin great in my classes, so i'm gonna talk to that fat ugly advisor chick soon and see if i can suckup my way back into cal poly.

anyways, this is my last week of being 22...god damn, i'm almost 23...round that up and i'm 25...that's almost 30!! god damn, i'm almost 30!!??! why god, why??!???! i don't have any finalized plans for my birthday this year but hopefully i'll end up going to disneyland with some people.

yeah yeah, i'll be 23 but screw you, i've NEVER been to disneyland before.

Randoms

• don't watch that one wes craven movie, Cursed...

  

• Constantine is pretty cool

  

• Be Cool is pretty cool too

  

• found a disgustingly big, dead RAT @ april's apartment...

  

Songs of the Moment

feelin' a little old school these past couple weeks.

• I'll Be Two Steps Behind You by Def Leppard
• Heaven by Warrant
• Blue Eyes Blue by Eric Clapton
• Champagne Supernova performed by Matt Pond PA // Oasis Cover, as played on The OC
• That's What She Said by Backstreet Boys // thanks melle

Life is not the amount of breaths you take; its the moments that take your breath away.

// too lazy to retype everything again...

mel my finger: ugh, i had such a wierd ass dream

babytoes81: about what?

mel my finger: two girls that i was crushing on

mel my finger: okay, the one girl from my class (the one that has a bf)

mel my finger: she was totally all up on my jock...she gave me her phone number, started calling me all the time, started coming over to my house (in saudi) all the time too

mel my finger: and then out of no where, my dream compeletely sidetracked and i found myself in some kinda horror flick type nightmare

mel my finger: i was in some big hotel with a buncha random people i'm acquainted with

mel my finger: and we're all searching for this crystal ball thing that'll tell us how we're gonna die or something

mel my finger: and i knew that i had someone stalking me and i had a feeling that person was gonna try to kill me

mel my finger: i wanted to get the crystal ball thing to confirm...but i couldn't because everyone else was trying to get it too

mel my finger: i found myself trying to run & hide from the stalker (for some reason, i didn't know who it was...it was like i was just running away from a shadowy figure)

mel my finger: i ran down endless hallways of the hotel lobby and eventually found myself at a dead end in the basement

babytoes81: whoa

mel my finger: i tried to hide...and then this one girl from last quarter

mel my finger: the one that'd always give me a funny vibe and look whenever i'd pass by her on the way to the gym

mel my finger: she found me and handed me phone

mel my finger: not a cell phone but one of those old school phones with a cord

mel my finger: i answered it and it said something like "you're time is up"

babytoes81: freaky!!

mel my finger: i'm like WTF and then she started giving me this crazy look like "i'm the stalker and now i'm gonna kill you"

mel my finger: i pushed her ass to the wall and started booking it

mel my finger: but then my leg got caught in the phone wire

mel my finger: and i couldn't fucking move

mel my finger: kinda like that last seen of the grudge

mel my finger: then i felt her hand grab my other leg

babytoes81: whoa

mel my finger: then i realized that this was a nightmare

mel my finger: so i started yelling to myself "WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP"

mel my finger: ...and then i woke up