i wonder if people like reading rundowns of my days....*shrugs* i kind of think of it as diary. i never really had a diary until i was 'depressed' (i really don't know what i was feeling) about losing my first girlfriend. i was talking to my brother and sister about it, and they both noticed that their carefree little brother just wasn't himself, and my brother told me how writing things down made him feel better. i tried it, and i guess it did. i started writing it on my senior band trip through europe (seven countries in two weeks) which was ridden with long plane rides and even longer bus rides...so i had a lotta time on my hands. there were times she'd be sitting not more than a seat away from me and i'd be writing about her...it was an interesting feeling. i stopped writing in it for a while...but made a point to read it periodically. it's funny how i remember what i was thinking when i wrote some of those things...and even odder how i still agree with the gross majority them after all this time.....huh.

of course minus the aggression i had back then. we've since made up, but rarely talk now (she's a yaley). *sigh* why the hell did i start talking about this? well i was GOING to tell you about my day....but in an effort to not bore you, here's the short version (something interesting happened at the end...)

after being useless (read below), i get chang, kelsey, karen, austin, london, lightshow, and liu at chang's and i make them all a locomoco, a local hawaii thing which is hamburger steaks on rice, with two runny fried eggs on top, DROWNED in gravy with fried onions, and topped with a lotta ketchup. they liked it (or so they said), i was happy. and REALLY full.

came back here to be useless, after passing out while da' boys played wideo games....meh. fixed someones computer. then i went golfing : )

haha, that was a lotta fun. avi lost his disc and started using mine...lost mine too, but found it later and caught up. dude, there are places where the drifts come halfway up your thigh, it was so cool. i had my snow pants and tucked the inner part into my boots so i was trudging through everything i felt invincible. either way, on the firehydrant hole i hear a 'hey boys' from up the stairs in front of low and it's none other than matt and i'm like whoa, where you off to this late? and he's like, 'just roamin' around' and i realize...hmm....he's going to candace's. at which point i feel something burning inside me and move on...fuckin' women. i hatechoo!!!!

bah.

either way, golf was awesome. gives me a reason to use my blue disc, scored pretty good too (64). i thought that was rather amazing. my record is 62. the course record is 49? ugh.

and the part that just made my night. coming back up the elevator, after tao got off it was just me and this tall blonde girl i always thought was cute, and whenever i pass her she always looks up at me for a moment : ) so there's just the two of us and she says, "can i ask you a question?" and i smile and say, 'sure', and she asks,

"does anyone ever call you rufio?" i laugh and i just so happened to be carrying a disc branded 'rufio' in black sharpie and say 'yeah, that's my nickname on the ultimate team'. she laughs very delightfully, claps her hands and says "that's awesome, 'cause me and all my friends call you that!" and then that was my stop, i got off, and said goodnight with a smile. *shrugs* not that i expect anything to come of it, it just made me feel good. unlike other people i know (makiko i hate you), i'm amused when other people talk about me behind my back ; )

sorry so long

-but you're jess