http://www.csulb.edu/News-Events/This_Week_Archives/2002--Jan-June/Feb-2002/Feb__25/tw020225--popsicle_bridge/tw020225--popsicle.bridge.html

so, brother mike was building his bridge for physics this past weekend, and i guess he was researching it on the internet (his class is way more intense than ours and he's definetly more into it), and came across our picture on the cal state long beach bridge building website. i haven't seen it yet, but i suggest you all check it out. now that i think of it, there were an awful lot of photographers swarming around the hyper st. joseph chicks...

ozma rocks my socks! i went to their concert tonite at the glasshouse in pomona. they played a couple new songs. but was mostly their popular ones. including eponine! i was so xcited. but the glasshouse can get really wild, and since crowd surfing is allowed, i was kinda scared i would get kicked in the neck which would cause internal bleeding and that would land me in the hospital again which would be no fun at all. but that did not happen thank god. but i did get kicked in the head a couple of times. which didnt hurt but was annoying. this lead me to be very wary of anyone stage diving. there was this one point where this white chik stage dove rite on top of us, and we just moved aside. she totally ate it and got up all embarrased cuz no one caught her. it was hilarious. the only complaint i have about the show was there were all these stinky asian chix that smelled like they hadnt washed their hair in weeks. and since they were all short, their hair was friggin under my nostrils. i had these horrid wafts of chuck e cheese and vomit. OH! and there was this other stupid asian chik in front of me w a friggin statue of liberty foam crown thing on! and she wore it the entire show! even ryan and star saw it and laughed at her. i swear i half expected her to say "what did you bought?". but all in all it was an excellente show.

hey lovelies...

remember that quiz i was cooking up? well here's what ive got so far... feel free to send me any more questions... cant wait for tonight! k toodles!

ART THOU AN HE MEMBER?

my apologies to angela and anyone else who may have called me in the last few days. apparently my phone was set on vibrate without my knowing. so i'm in the store today, and my purse starts twitching, which was quite odd. but not to worry, the mystery is solved. sometimes i can be so retarded.

being at home and forbidden to go out into the real world lest i get an infection in my frankenstein wound has cause me to ponder a lot of things. or not ponder so much, but reflect. when i look back at how much we've all changed this semester of college alone, its nuts. not one of us is the same person we were 3 months ago. hell, i'm not even the same person i was 3 days ago. and yeah lisa, in response to ur post. we all have secrets. but some of us either arent ready to tell them. or would rather save ourselves the trouble in doing so. and im not just speaking for myself with that one. im pretty sure everyone else would have to agree. if we all kept everything out in the open, the world would be quite the bitter place. i think i shall close with my favorite quote ever from billy corgan. this is from his liner notes in pisces iscariot, an album i would be listening to rite now if i had battieries in my diskman. "somebody comes up to you in a bar and asks them if you are who they think you are. and then you say if you know then i am and if you dont then im not. special thanks to everyone for their continued love and support and a fuck you to those who will never understand." aw, on looking back at that quote, it makes me sound angry when im not. but that fuck you to those who will never understand is the best, no?

12/14/02: the lisa update
--i have seriously had it with shady people. either be a healthy normal , open human being, like d blue, or im sorry... just spend all of eternity being naked in your dorm room, cause i sure as hell dont want to see the likes of you. jk.. if youre reading this, it's all good. ;) i just love making fun of the odd ones. AND YES YOURE ODD!!!...but i still <3 you!
--if you have some have some deep dark personal secret...by all means, tell me. things come out in the oddest ways, and my heart cant take another blow.
--it's just occured to me how hard 19 units is going to be next quarter... that saddens me somewhat.
--i spent the whole day at the ballet of the frosty pines today...little girls i babysit were in it. katie was hail, and becca was snow... it was the most adorable thing i have ever seen. im off to see the nwn family ritual of the nutcracker next week... with the sister, since the parents have already seen it. this year the cousin's a petal or something along those sorts.
--speaking of sisters, mine flying in tomorrow at 9 pm!! hurray!! let the cookie baking extravaganza begin!
--i need raspberry candy canes. preferably without the hot glue.
--im staring at the clipping of 'naked college guy' on my wall that sarah gave me way back in june....and thinking, "christian munden, where have you been all my life bbbbbbbaby??" and that is all. actually, im wondering why ive never seen him in passing.
--and lastly, ive just been thinking a lot lately about how vulnerable we are to others opinions. why some people keep things to themselves. why others make others feel bad just to make themselves feel better. why some people live in an imaginary world. why we feel we have compromise who we really are. okay everyone give lisa crazy dirty looks now. as sarah knows, no homework, no stress, & lot's of time makes lisa's mind crazy.

i love lord of the rings two towers! 4 more days! anyways. so yeah im back home for all you kids who didnt visit me or didnt call me. i was discharged today at 3pm. so i guess i shall go into detail to save you all the trouble from calling me. the operation took place 730am fri the 13th. i was awake within 15 min from being wheeled into the recovery room. at that point i started vomiting. what? i dont know. i hadnt eaten since midnite. i think it was water. but at that point i was still disoriented so i really dont know. the next time i woke up it was around 1030 and i was back in my hospital room. then i went back to sleep. the parade of visitors following included my fav cousin tina, my aunts judy + irene... and then i went back to sleep. mom dad gramma and grampy came in too...but i dont rember that very much. i continued to vomit. then jazmin visited! which was exciting. that was around 530. anthony the ray of lite, and jordan came along w her. but then i scared them off, starting to vomit again. u know, i wasnt even in pain from the friggin operation. the worst part was the vomiting. damnd sensitive body's reaction to anesthesia. and then i slept again. and in the middle of the night they took off this horrid thing from my hand that went nuts when my oxygen saturation was low. it was scary! i couldnt talk very long and when i did, the damned thing would beep and i scared my guests. but yes, this morning i felt SO much better. and even ate my random chicken broth for breakfast and beef broth for lunch. and perez and juan visited! which was xtra fun. so now i have this ugly frankenstein stitch thing on my neck, covered only by a random piece of med tape. its so ugly and im embarrased to go out in public. the end.

Whittier Presbyterian Hospital's waiting room is crap. No view, no food, no drinks, no tv, and to use the bathroom, you must turn on the faucet to drown out your bladder evacuation. It could be worse. You could be a fat man in a sweater vest.

hello children of the corn. i feel my four am powers returning. i think it's more of a psychological 'because i can' type thing. finals have been over since wednesday... and ever since, ive been walking around stiring up trouble. as if that's a shock to any of you who really know me. anyway, i went to a speech today in royce by rudy giuliani! the man's an amazing speaker... his address was on "leadership in the midst of crisis." sitting literally 15 feet away from the man, and in the next seat over to the chancellor of our school... i truly had a fabulous night. not to mention, all the old women with face lifts were amusing, and sarah and i had a good laugh. not to mention the presence of a certain psuedo dr carter. :) hah, the other roomate just woke up, picked up all her bedding, and told me she was going to go sleep in the sex box. um, okay weirdo, whatever floats your boat. with that said, i leave you with these insightful words of the night.... values/optimism/courage/teamwork, always be open with your friends... youll either piss em off or strengthen your relationship 10 times over..., and lastly, dont try the reuben sandwich, it's gross. whoops, that was yesterday. anyway, best wishes rika! :)

14 days till i get my bike!

two down, one to go...

december 9, 2002.
my brain feels like jello, i cant feel my toes, and i seriously want to hurl something out the window. where are you wednesday???? :(

how many finals do you UC kids have? and why are they over 2 weeks, from what i understood from yves. anyways im sorrry for your troubles. whittier is good to their children and i only have two :) then again, tennis doesnt need a final and frosh writing was a paper. so that leaves math and bio. one week til i bid adeiu to my thyroid...