god damn, what a fucking weekend. on thursday, had lunch with this one cutie from my class...also, i was supposed to have my econ test but my professor accidently printed the wrong exam...so the test was cancelled. i ran back to the dorms to watch Game 6 of the Lakers-Spurs series...only to watch the Spurs knock the Lakers out of the playoffs (we'll be back next year, bitches). alan drove in and we headed to my place in long beach. i smoked up, got shitfaced and pigged out on like 10 of those little microwaveable white castle burgers...can't remember what else happened cuz i was a little fucked up...

friday we didn't really do much...woke up and watched matrix reloaded...i kept fading out during the movie cuz i still had some shit in my system (yes, 15 hours AFTER i smoked and i was still fucked)...went back home and watched more movies and played nba street...at night i smoked up, got shitfaced and watched some low-budget porn called Play-mate of the Apes....yeah...you think the title is horrible, try watching the movie...high...

saturday, my good 'ol buddy joe called me up to play some ball. played with a buncha dirty black guys (dirty in the 'they played dirty' sense)...played for like 2 hours and then we were spent...but OGB (aka omar gharbo bastard) called us up so we drove down to huntington beach to kick it with him. oh yeah, on the way there we were pulled over by a cop for speeding...but we were eventually let go. anyways, his bitch ass aunt wouldn't let him come out, but we just chilled for a few hours. we also had my brother's GPS system so after leaving gharbos, alan and i explored around huntington beach for an hour or so...oh yeah, we were also pulled over AGAIN by a cop for the suspicion of DUI. apparently alan was swirving left and right while speeding...he even had a little sobriety test...anyways, eventually we drove to a hooka place and smoked hubbly for an hour...went back home and passed out.

on sunday we were all sore and shit but then natalie gave us a call and wanted to have dinner with us at benihanas in santa monica. we got my brother's GPS again and met up with natalie and her friend yasmine (sp?) from dhahran. they were already finished eating so we just had some icecream tempura and chilled there for a while. we mentioned that we smoked hubbly the night before so natalie insisted we do it in LA at this one place she knows...went there and smoked for a couple hours then eventually parted ways...but the night wasn't finished yet. since we had a GPS system we decided to explore all around LA (which under normal circumstances, i would NEVER have the balls to do). we got lost for like 45 mins but we eventually found our way out.

monday, after my PE classes and group meeting, we went to Brea Mall...a damn nice mall in a very nice part of town. my cousin that works at the banana republic there, always mentioned how hot the girls are at the Holister store there...so alan and i decided to check it out...and GOD DAMN. holister is supposed to be a subdivision of Abercrombie or something...not exactly sure but one thing i know is MAD HOTTIES shop there.

anyways, that was how i spent my weekend...

Thursday, May 8, 2003

its days like these when i actually learn a lot from class. today a guest speaker came into our business management class and talked about his journey up the "corporate ladder." he's a cal poly alumn...but it took him 9 years to graduate. kinda makes me feel good cuz i'm probably lookin' at a 7 year plan myself. anyways, he talked about how he moved from wisconsin to LA in hopes of being a rock star...but he didn't make it in that so he turned to little jobs like sweeping at K-Mart...kept working at it...and now he's making $300 grand a year as CEO of a brokerage firm.

one tip he told us was "pick your enemies carefully...cuz you don't want an enemy that can beat you...you want an enemy that you can squash like a bug."

another tip he told us was, as shitty as it sounds, there is no real such thing as "fairness" in business...all it comes down to is how productive you are and how much money your company is making because of you.

he also made a big deal on how you can never be overdressed for an interview. "if you can spend $1,500 on a really nice suit...get it. if you can get a $500 tie...get it too. image is everything in the corporate world."

after 1.5 hours of speaking, the theme that was prevalent throughout his lecture was how when you start out at the bottom, be good to everyone and karma will pay you back. for example, whenever he finished a big project he'd give all of the credit to his co-workers and none to himself. even though he made the effort to make his co-workers look better, everyone knew that he was the one in charge and he deserved a lot of the credit. he modesty and generosity paid off and now he's a CEO banking in $300K a year.

whoa cool!! a newspaper wants to interview me!!!

i just got an email from a (canadian) journalist that's working on an article on foreigners that grew up in saudi. if any of you guys are interested in getting interviewed or something, drop me a line and i'll see if i can hook you up.

felìz el cinco de mayo mis amigos!! el queso está viejo y petrido. donde está el baño?

sorry, that's all the spanish i know....

today's a good day!! no, i didn't get laid or anything (inshallah) but i was talkin' to some cute girls in class this morning. also i just finished a kick ass design for my justbball.com...by far the coolest design i've ever done!! hopefully i'll have it up within a week.

another cool thing is i found someone that is really tight with the guy that runs the Summer Pro League in long beach. its a HUGE hookup because a lot of bball superstars play there...which means a whole shit load of national publicity...and i might actually get my site promoted there!!! just watch, one of these days kobe bryant and other stars are gonna be sporting justbball gear!! man, this networking shit is cool!!

on the way to lunch i watched two ducks doing it. mr. duck was all biting her neck and doing it rough and shit...it was was funny but also strangely arousing... :bigthumbup:

the dinner table is meant for dining, not talking. so the next time your at a restaurant with a friend or significant other, ignore their asses and clean house.

aight, so last night i've been having all kinds of crap since i tried to upgrade my computer. i promised myself that i wouldn't go to bed til i got everything up and running because the next day i have a paper to do. we finally get it done and i pass out around 5 in the morning.

for some reason in my sleep, i woke up around 8:44 because i had a feeling that i set my alarm clock to PM instead of AM again...low and behold i was right.

"fuck...i've got 15 minutes to get ready and get my ass in the far building!!"

so i throw on some clothes (kinda as fast as i could but i also wanted to put on something decent cuz of this one cutie i sit next to) and i run to the bathroom, brush my teeth while i'm firing my morning missle and take off to class.

i'm totally hauling ass cuz i have to turn in my part of the group assignment and the TA is super-anal about tardiness. the entire time i'm running i'm thinkin' to myself, "god damnit, i'm gonna be late...wtf its so late that there isn't even anyone else walking around....everyone else is already in their classes!! fuck oh fuck of fuck oh fuck. why the fuck did i wake up at 8:44...i have class at 10, damnit...wait...class at 10...wtf...ITS NOT EVEN 9:30..."

i loathe myself...

UPDATE: i found $30 on the street on the way to my class!!! :thefinger:

alan came over for the weekend. played a lot of bball thursday night then went straight to my crib in long beach. when i finished taking a shower i realized i forgot to bring extra pairs of boxers...so i went commando....for 3 days.

and now its late sunday and honestly...i kinda like freeballin. less laundry...no more need to buy boxers...its like a newfound freedom...i could get used to this...

damn, so the other day i weighed myself for the first time since before spring break...and i swear, the scale has to be off by 6 lbs. the scale now says i'm 231...which is by far the most i've ever weighed...looks like its time to go back on a diet.

i'm not gonna go on the Ziad Crash Diet and cut out all carbs from my life...fuck sake, i'm asian...i live on rice, damnit. instead i'm just gonna go back to the subway diet...this time around i'm gonna eat a 6 inch sweet onion chicken teriyaki for dinner and another 6 inch a couple hours later.

and when i do lose 45 lbs, i'm gonna go spandex crazy, baby!!! just kidding