My first formal-ish date....

So on Friday, I went to campus to hang out with Shiva. I went with her to our friends Killol and Phil's place. She had been hanging out with them, eating dinner with their friends. Killol kept offering food. I would have eaten them if Mother hadn't been stuffing me with food all day that day. A Double-Double with a strawberry shake and fries. And Mother made me eat her fries too. Then she made me eat porridge. Just way too much food for one day @_@

After hanging out Killol's and Phil's place, Maggie came by to pick Shiva and me up. And we hung out in Shiva's room, talking and catching up. It was good :) Learned a bit about what's been going on with some people, like Autumn. Ariane wanted to hang out a bit, but she was busy and Maggie had to go home ): And we didn't get to hang out yesterday.

Anyway, Shiva and I spent Friday night/Saturday morning watching "The Illusionist." That was a good movie. Quite a twist. I like Edward Norton, such a good actor. I wasn't expecting accents though o_o haha.

Saturday, Shiva and I just slept and talked for most of the day. Had an off moment in the afternoon ): Completely my fault.

Then we got up to get ready to go to dinner. I wore a dress shirt, slacks, a tie, and a jacket. Shiva wore a dress just for me :) She looked beautiful. We walked to PF Chang's. Shiva had made reservations for a booth at 7pm, but there were no booths available when we arrived. So we waited. As we waited, one of Shiva's former classmates, who was working there, stopped and talked to us about school and stuff.

Dinner itself was tasty. Vegetarian lettuce wraps, tea (something with peach and apricot), brown rice, coconut curry vegetables, and wok-seared lamb. Service was slow. Apparently, it took an hour and fifteen minutes for us to get our dessert and our check.

Dessert was a birthday chocolate cake in a shot glass that wasn't that bad. That was free. The other two desserts Shiva and I got were tiramisu and a cheesecake in shot glasses. Tasty tiramisu. Two dollars for such a small thing though @_@

Ahaha, when we were eating or waiting (I don't remember), Shiva's classmate passed by, tapped our table, and said, "You two are just so cute!" haha XD At first, I thought, "Wth? Did a stranger just say that to us?" but then I realized it was the friend who was working haha.

Oh, so when I was blowing out the candle on the chocolate cake in a shot glass, Shiva sneakily placed a gift on the table. So I opened it (with a bit of Shiva's help haha). Guess what she got me? XD It's pretty damn awesome. Wrapped in dark green tissue paper and a white ribbon, with a dried rose on top, was -trumpet music- Le Petit Prince! :D I loooove that book. I can't believe she remembered haha. Shiva's amazing :3 When I saw the book, apparently I looked shocked or surprised haha. I was! Ahh, I wanted to get the book so badly after I read it in Madame's class. Ahh, have I mentioned that Shiva is amazing? If I haven't, well, SHIVA IS AMAZING! :O

Anyway, lots of food. We had to take them home because we were stuffed.

Back at Shiva's, Sabrina (roommate) took a few pictures of us. We took a few more before we decided to go to bed.

Oh oh, also, when I walked into Shiva's room, I didn't notice anything. Until Shiva went to go open the window to let some air in. On the window, the words "HAPPY BIRTHDAY THUY" were written. Sabrina told us that Marian had come by and written it. And on Shiva's desk was a note and a gift. She had made Shiva and me a pair of I-don't-actually-know-what-you-call-them (keychain-like thingy?). And I don't know how to describe them. Maybe Shiva will comment to describe them for us haha. But they're images of me and her (though, the one of her doesn't really look like her because apparently Marian had to erase some lines, making the face look rounder). The one of me for her and the one of her for me. They're pretty awesome.

Mm, Shiva and I turned in early (midnight). Kinda wanted to watch a movie, but were too full and exhausted XD

Woke up early today. Didn't really get up until noon though. Strange morning -_- Exciting but depressing dream. Bicycles that fly higher as you pedal faster. Losing people. Or people dying or disappearing. An evil bathroom (like a room where you feel something malevolent in the air). Anyway, yeah, morning was kinda off. But Shiva and I got up and went outside. There was supposed to be a meeting for Shiva to go to, but it wasn't where it was supposed to be. So we went to 7-11 to rent "The Book of Eli." Watched that.

What a twist of an ending. Did not see that coming at all XD Made me want to watch the movie again haha. Maybe I'll watch it again sometime in the future. With what I know now, I would watch the movie with a different mindset. During the movie, I thought the action sequences were good, and the storyline ok. But the ending really WOW-ed me :D or rather us haha. We totally didn't predict the ending.


Anyway, yeah, this weekend was fun, thanks to Shiva :) What an amazing person I have in my life.... I'm sorry I ruined the weekend a lil with my stupidity >_< I'll make it up to you. And I'm also sad that I didn't get to do amazing things for you for your birthday T-T I will though -nodnodnod-

I like Y2J; he's a good actor.

I don't remember if I've said this before: People are idiots. If I haven't, well, there it is.

I have little faith in people, but I still try to give people the benefit of the doubt. It gets difficult sometimes, but everyone warrants some faith and trust, right? And sometimes, people warrant pity and condescension.


So, I just watched 2 video clips of Chris Jericho (typically plays WWE heel, or, in layman's terms, the "bad guy") dealing with an unruly crowd. His security detail sucked. They didn't do anything. They shoved some people back, and that was it. They didn't try to get him back in his truck or clear a path for him to leave. They pretty much let him get surrounded and wait for the inevitable.

As I said, the security guys didn't do well. So fans could get up in Jericho's face and talk shit about his character. What the hell, people? He plays a character on a mostly scripted show. Really, the only things not scripted are the words and the mistakes (i.e. real injuries and deaths).

Anyway, one of the unruly kids (an allegedly adult woman) went up to Jericho and said a few words. He tried to get back in his truck, and the woman spat on him. He snapped and shoved her. The crowd went a lil more crazy after that.

If you watch any of the many videos on YouTube, you can hear people in the crowd saying, "Oh, my god, he hit a girl! What an asshole!" Are you serious? You provoke a person, and you don't expect him to be provoked? It doesn't matter if the spitter was a guy or a girl; he was spat on!

I've been spat on. I got quite pissed off. I can understand a little of how he felt. Unlike Jericho, I wasn't surrounded by a potentially violent mob. I even heard that the people trashed his truck. I don't know if that's true, but I do know most guys love their cars. Plus, he was being verbally abused because of a character he plays on TV. I don't know about you, but I would be pretty ticked if people confused fiction with reality and threatened me because of their idiocy.

Yes, I believe the crowd was filled with idiots, except for the ones who were asking for autographs. Then again, if I wanted an autograph, I wouldn't be standing with the people who wanted to hurt the person I was looking for. Just so, you know, there's no confusion there.


Moving along, so I had my English and Poli Sci classes today. I do crosswords every time there is a new Spartan Daily out. The puzzle page is always the first page I turn to every morning haha. It's also where I sometimes write down ideas for journal entries. For the most part, I haven't used many of those ideas because I've been trying to limit my time on the Internet. But today, I'm gonna get at least one of the ideas down.


I pretty much stopped updating about my daily life, which makes me sad because I want to remember what I do every day. However, I don't do very much every day. Or, well, I want to update about things that I consider worth remembering. And I don't remember what I do on most days, so that must mean I don't do anything important. Of course, that's a logical fallacy (I'm slowly relearning the fallacies). But I'm going to leave it at that because I'm being close-minded for tonight.


If you haven't read Le Petit prince, or The Little Prince (English version), you should. It's a wonderful children's book that I read in my French III class in high school. I love it. It provides many ideal lessons.

I remember the class discussion about one particular lesson. At first, I didn't understand the meaning of the chapter that we had read. The chapter was about a businessman counting the stars. I remember Madame Wilsoncaine explaining that as we become adults, we become less wary about quality and more preoccupied by quantity; less practicality, more ownership. When we're young and we meet new people, we ask questions like "what's your favorite color?" or "who is your best friend?" When we're older, we ask, "How old are you? How much money do you make? What kind of car do you have?" We don't ask what do you like or enjoy; we ask what do you have. Seriously, what do the material items ultimately tell you about a person that is more important than what their likes, dislikes, and feelings would show you?

I don't know about you, but I like talking about limitless things than about things that can only last a lifetime.

We rely a lot on statistics, but they're still just numbers that we assume represent a whole. Oftentimes, it seems like we rely more on numbers than we do on other people. Where's the social cohesiveness in that? Where's the value? Hell, our shared values are even measured by numbers, which is understandable, I suppose. We can't measure by validity. How do we do that? We can't. What we choose to believe and accept as truth can't be validified. At least not completely objectively.


I know my writing and speaking styles are riddled with fallacies and incongruities and whatever other mistake you can think of. That's something for me to work on this semester. My classes are stressing critical thinking, so hopefully they will help. And I know I sometimes use loaded words and then neutral words. I don't like conflict, and I try not instigate with words. I often do that with myself, and I don't like it. So I try not to do that with other people.

And yes, it is totally possible to argue with yourself :) I'm not even joking.


Ok, I was going to elaborate on the number thing, but it's getting too late and I didn't finish my homework. Sooo...

Goodbye.