//location//if you haven't figured it out by now...
//mood//wa-hooey.
//music in head//bring the pain : missy elliott f. method man
//garb//red allister t-shirt, jeans, grey jacket, glasses, kicks

okay...so...i didn't really tell you about all of my day yesterday...

//burning down the house
um...so, yeah...i told you that i was kinda having fun in my lab class yesterday...which is true...but...for 30 seconds, i was kinda scared shitless.

so...i'm weighing a flask, and i have another one on the burner. all of a sudden, one of my classmates is like um...nate... and points to my lab hood:

my station is on fire.

and i'm thinking: oh shit.

i run to my station, the flame is bigger than the 800mL beaker that it surrounds...i turn off the gas...and there's still a little flame, so i blow it out.

you know what happened: the gas hose got caught on the wire gauze, and the wire gauze burnt a hole in the hose...and so, the fire started because of a gas leak.

i was freakin lucky...for starters, it was in the vent...also, the fire could have gotten hella bigger...and, finally...the lab instructor didn't notice, and i've stashed the evidence (the burnt hose) since then...so...yeah...

shhh...!

//digging myself out of a hole
yeahh...i'm really looking for an easy way to tell my nazi-boss (from the job that i hate) that i want to quit...but there really isn't any nice way of saying it. i have another schedule conflict with her...i'm supposed to help choreograph a really cheesy-ass piece (almost everything is cheesy when you're doing christian show choir stuff), but, i have training at work that day from 5am-1:30pm (yeah...that said 5am, which means i should be in the parking lot at 4:15am). so...yeahh...

don't let yourself get into a job that you can physically hate. ever.

//so-cal magnetism
there really is something about so-cal, orange county mainly for me, that just keeps on drawing you to stay, no matter how much you would want to leave at a given point in time. i don't know what it is...

it's like, you really wouldn't mind seeing the rest of the world, even for an extended amount of time...but, when it comes down to it...you'll always end up coming back to so-cal one way or another.

at least that's how it seems now...i waver a lot.

//it's not always all-good
it's that time of the season again: the one where i question myself and my surroundings, like, ethically and stuff.

i don't know why i put myself through this all the time...i'm always putting myself under my own microscope, picking at the things that don't really satisfy in my life...always questioning that which i surround myself with, always questioning the things i say and think, questioning decisions i've made and will have made. it's frustrating...

i already feel that i know a lot about myself...but i still do this to myself...

examining myself to further push me to perfection...but at the same time pushing myself away from perfection.

i could be completely content and happy with my life right now...seriously, but, i've gone into this self-analytical phase again. ugh...

//guys get stupid
so...i'm waiting in mh121 for anthropology to start...and one of my buddies (who is probably reading this, don't be offended) is like dude, why are filipino girls so hot? and went into other statements which lead me into this thought...

//one: i prefer not to classify hotness to ethnicity or race...i don't know, maybe some of it is coincidental...for the most part, i think it's all a matter of preference...but, if people do it to an extreme, it's borderline bigotry.

//two: if guys keep on objectifying women, it's a lose-lose situation. guys look and sound real dumb when they do it, and women are no longer human when guys do it. i mean, when guys objectify women, it's like the female is either super-human or sub-human...there is no equal anymore. it's like, the water that an attractive woman drinks is far more superior than the water a mere man would drink, the air an attractive woman breathes has a finer quality than the air the rest of us breathe, and all these other things that come with objectification of women.

i don't know...it just sounds really bad when guys get all stupid over girls, especially when they don't even know them.

maybe it's because i was raised by a single mother for most of my life, and raised to be a gentleman, especially after what i saw her go through with bad boyfriends in the past...but...yeahh.

i mean, the way that i see it...women are just as human as men, they eat the same food, drink the same water, breathe the same air...so, there really isn't any reason to super-stress over a hot-girl or something to that extent.

pardon me while i burst into flames.
i've had enough of the world and it's people's mindless games.
so pardon me while i burn and rise above the flame.
pardon me, pardon me...i'll never be the same.
-- incubus : pardon me