Archive for April, 2008
What a waste
As a social science student who dabbles in history, I stay in the social science and humanities area a lot. At UCI, the road that links between the two is called Ring Road. It’s a ring because our campus is designed as a ring with a park in the middle called Aldrich Park.
Anyway, this part of Ring Road is always busy with clubs, frats, sororities and non-profit…whatever…the point is they always hand out stuff to you! It’s very difficult to get through without someone wanting to stuff paper into your empty hands. Sure, you care about the earth and want to warn me about global warming and cutting down trees…thanks for all this paper you’ve just wasted on me because I’m going to throw it away. In the recycle bin, of course. But still.
Today all the clubs decided to do a fundraiser. And everybody did Korean BBQ. Literally there were about 4 Korean BBQ stations from different clubs. Two of them were one right next to the other, one came with water, the other competed with soda, and both stations were priced at 4 bucks. A couple feet away, a station was priced at 5 bucks…and advertised that they had “quality”. Right… By the time I walked through and got to the parking lot I smelled of bulgogi……mm…bulgogi sounds pretty good right about now.
And thus, I leave you with a picture of some bulgogi

Are you…counting?
So I was studying at the computer center at UCI typing up a study sheet for a test I was going to take in 3 hours (yeah yeah) and I hear this mumbling next to me. So I glance over to the guy sitting at the computer next to me, and he’s using him mouse and mousing over his words on his essay, I’m assuming, mumbling to himself. I strain to listen, and it sounds like he’s counting his words!! uh…..are you serious?? And after every ten or so words, he clicked on the word, as if to mark his place. @_@
So I turned to him, and I said “Are you…counting all your words??” Hoping that I could lend a hand and tell him where the word count was. But he didn’t respond. He was reeeally concentrated on whatever he was doing.
After awhile I decided he was reading his essay and editing it. I hope.
Friend’s Birthday
A good forever friend of mine recently celebrated his birthday. I’ve known him since I was like….6? Something like that. We went to Lucille’s with a couple other friends.

Stolen from my other friend. It’s a pretty natural picture! Not me, the other person.
Rest in Peace, Pong-Pong

My first and oldest guinea pig died yesterday. <: ( His name was Pong-Pong. It’s chinese for “fluffy”. I’ve had him for about 4 years. He was the most resilient of the guinea pigs I’ve had, who didn’t survive for long. He’s kind of an anti-social piggie who doesn’t like to be touched and is kind of neurotic…but that’s what make him unique! He had this sole swatch of white hair that grew out long and draped over his face, kind of like Elvis. He always made wheeking sounds when he wanted food. His favorites were apples and kale.