a SWEET taste of the future. oh me oh my, my orientation kicked major ass. so much fun that i forgot that the internet existed.

What's excellent about Davis: i met Hemal Panchal.
What's even BETTER: He hung out with me ~!

What's excellent about Davis: Kenny was my Advisor.
What's even BETTER: He thinks i'm hilarious and he drove me downtown when Hemal made us late. And he showed me heaven, i mean borders and Tapioca Express.

What's excellent about Davis: So much stuff to do.
What's even BETTER: Its stuff i LOVE.

What's excellent about Davis: everybody drinks BOBA.
What's even BETTER: there are 3, count 'em, THREE tapioca places.

What's excellent about Davis: i tested into an easy math.
What's even BETTER: i tested into honors everything else.

What's excellent about Davis: its so pretty
What's even BETTER: the weather rocks and i'm not allergic to that place !

What's excellent about Davis: buffets for every meal.
What's even BETTER: 4 different buffets to go to ! FOUR, count 'em..FOUR ~!

What's excellent about Davis: room-mates
What's even BETTER: roomates that live in Hercules ! tee hee !

What's excellent about Davis: You can take WHATEVER class you want.
What's even BETTER: i have two PE classes. lol.

What's excellent about Davis: you're allowed 7 guests to sleep overnight per quarter, for 7 days each.
What's even BETTER: they can be GUYS.

What's excellent about Davis: they have left handed special seats !
What's even BETTER: Hemal's left handed.

What's sucks about Davis: too big to find other people again when school starts.
What's even WORSE: I choked when Hemal was leaving. I got a pat on the shoulder.

oh man, Davis freaking rocks. DAY ONE we arrived freaking early..like at 10:30...when we were scheduled to check in at 1:30. Good job mom and dad. if they had stopped arguing, maybe they woulda paid more attention. anyhoo..the guy told us that we could check in at 12:30..so , er we ate lunch and milled around the Memorial Union [MU]. we were first in the fricking line. [NOTE: fricking and hella are the words of the week and fricking everything has an abbrieviation]. I grab my ID and key. I stayed at Regan Hall's Rienda building, room 310. Its a sign. My last english teacher's room was 310. Anyhoo, i unpacked, MOM frickin made my bed. omg. I left a note for my roomate...telling her what my name was. We went to the Computer Lab [IS] to set up my e-mail and such. Yeah. its jk[mylastname]@ucdavis.edu I ran back to the room to say "Hi" to Rachel...filipino girl from Hercules that knows ALL my old friends. That was tight. Then parents and students were separated, we played "I love my neighbor" and when ya got stuck in the middle, ya had to say your name, hometown and major. Yeah i got stuck once. The girl next to me got stuck FIRST..Her name was Jennifer as well. Turns out, she was from Palm springs. We were puti n a group together for ice breakers...Hemal, Jessica, chris, sofia, van and some other people were there. We played bam the imaginary ball and tried to get to know each other. Our group was the smallest, yet loudest laughing group EVER. We went to the welcome meet and watched tedious skits..some were ok. Kenny was spiderman ! OMG they killed Kenny. Not really..but i dodged projectile tube socks. Can't wait for the flying burritos at the games. I pretty much hung with Jenn the rest of the day. We had dinner, turns out...our parents got along WELL.. it was creepy. Lakers..hospital...they spent the whole week together. We went to the last campus tour with Hemal and Chris. Chrystal was our tour guide. Afterward she told me that my parents were embarassing her by taking photos of her talking on the mic. At 8, we chilled with Kenny out on the grass..he gave up our planners and got to know us pretty well. I hope to god that he's my RA. And at 9 there was Moonlight madness bowling. Since neither, I, Jenn or Jess brought socks..we decided to ditch the activity and walk around town..we walked around sorority rho and the mall..wasn't too exciting..we hadn't seen downtown yet. I introduced Jenn to Boba. it was ok at the Old Tea House. We went back to Jenn's room and waited for her roomie to arrive..they met, almost fell in love. I went to my room and took a shower...read my book...yadda yadda...talked to chris on my phone. Then he fricking texts me in the middle of the night twice..while we're FRICKING sleeping..and we had a calculus test in the morning..FRICKING chris..i texted him back "FUCK. got a calculus test tomorrow, QUIT IT." hah that was mean, but it got the point across. DAY TWO Well i woke up at like 6:30..ate...went with everyone to the hall...They have special left handed seats. it was awesome. Hemal sat behind me. AND erf, i missed two to get into CALCULUS.. Meh its ok. i didn't wanna take it anyway. Eh we had horrible horrible advisor for Grad requirements..Marquel, she talked wayyy too fast...talked only about HER major ECONOMICS??..and wasn't too exciting so i didn't really listen to her. Lunch was kool..took the chem exam, sat behind hemal...i scored a 35 out of 44 when the average was 20. But didn't get into Chem 2A because of my math. They made us sit and listen to dumb people for 3 hours in the SAME HALL. Then..thank god, they moved a group of us to the Life Science Addition [LSA] to listen to Mark Sanders.. he answered all my questions and made everything click in my head. The barbeque was yumm...me and Hemal had chicken and sat in the grass. peeps started playing volley ball, frisbee and football..and er, we're not the sporty type...well not rough sports...track and badminton. hahaha. We got lectured yb Marquel AGAIN...she's so boring. then me and Hermal and his friend tried to figger out schedules in his room. 210 in my building. we were gonna take the same english..but i changed mine and so did he. He's being funny and taking Native American experiences. I was like.."Dude you're not THAT kinda indian.." He's a hot hindu like Amit. Well..better looking..thinner..less hairy...shorter...prolly smarter ;) . Anyhoo...we missed the "Davis Experience" freaking Hemal made us late. I complained to Kenny and he drove us, excitedly downtown in search of the tour group. As we were pulling out of Regan circle he blares the radio telling once of us to turn up the bass in the back..and i was like...FADE it Kenny ! And i said "Oh wait..you can't fade, there are no speakers in the back.." hahaha. we drove around down town picked up some people...he dropped us off at Tapioca express. As he was pointing to a theater, a car almost hit us. Everyone BUT him freaked out. It was funny. I bought Boba and found DDR there..hahaha. it a dollar ?! freaking A. We walked to Borders and Jamba juice. We met with the rest of the group...the guides led us down a dark street and made us sit on the sidewalk while they told ghost stories. Something about Tercero...i drank and walked and talked to Hemal about paranoia and scary things at night. We saw Tercero and it was a little creepy...poor 6th graders sleeping there. Anyhoo, i figgered that something was up..we had arrived at Tercero at exactly 10:30 pm...seemed like they had something planned. a Spook perhaps? Well i called it and yet, i was the only one that freaked out. I dropped everything, my ID, my meal card..keys and drink. I recovered everything but the meal card. it was dark, i didn't find out till the next morning at breakfast. As we were walking back, Hemal was laughing and hugged me ou t of sympathy. MEH. no pity hugs. i went back to my room and figgered out my schdule, took a shower..and chilled with Rachel..we talked about Mandalay, pinole and all my old friends..it was nice to hear about them. DAY THREE i fricking lost my meal card..Hemal offered to pay for it, but i declined..i packed and checked outta my room. i fixed my schdule AGAIN....went to hemal's room and waited for him, helped him pack and stuff. Then more lectures...then one on one advising, didn't do crap cuz all my classes were closed...erf. But anyhoo that's later. We hung out again, i met this pretty girl named Christy Fornier..she was REALLY pretty. She had shorter hair than mine and had a style similar to mine. And i met RAWI ! he's really fun. like a big ol panda that listens to tight music. We went to the closing lecture and well, i got separated from everyone cuz i couldn't go to lunch, MEAL CARD...GAH. so i went downtown with my parents..Noodle house, yum. Then we got boba. Then they dropped me off to go register. i ran into hemal as he was leaving, he got all his classes...obscure ones..but that was kool. It was so hard for me. I got Workload MATH 55, Asian studies, Aerobic Running, Weight Training, and intro to Lit. Eh the rock climbing class was FULL...ERF. So was Contemporary dance...but its kool, i can change them. i walked back...turned in my colorful survey..got a souveneir and left...i said bye to Jenn and we have each other's cell phones...i wonder if i'll EVER see Hemal again...Ok. I'm SPENT.


feeling the same erf i woke up all early this morning, called Ken to make sure he woke up..I called rach...clarified that we were practicing at Garett's. Erf, well we never got there till 2, then rach and them took an hour...so..once we got started, we were yelled at by garett's mom. Yikes. i was pretty scared. She told us to leave. So we got our stuff and got to my house. then garett and his mom called to get directions..she kinda apologized for yelling. He came to practice anyway. We fixed a ton of stuff today. Chris showed up late, we all thought he died, but he went to work..that was weird...but anyway..we got the whole thing down..at least the girls do. People can watch and say "Hey i can do that..." but next time, watch the girls..its a little harder than you think. I was so tired. I was so fucked up around the Janet part..good god i don't remember it at all, at least i'll be lookin like an idiot tomorrow...anyhoo...i promised i'd sleep early because we have practice here tomorrow. my hairs all wet and braided so it can be all dirty looking tomorrow. good deal..yeah beth isn't dancing with us..i'm not too surprised..haven't seen her in forever. Chismosa...nerr anyhoo. ate some peaches and lime yogurt, it was yum. My away message says "Masticating..BBL" . teresina IMed me saying "Stop masticating ! you'll go blind ~!" hahaha.

sleeping early for once. oh, man..the only time i decide to sleep early..at like 1AM. Ok, it started last night when my mother told me that we were going to church early on Sunday...so I took her cue to sleep early. Oh i should have stayed up. I woke up to my raging father...yeling for me to wake up. He told me to walk outside in my PJs. oop...well. This had never happened before...my house was egged. I mean, TPing is ok, but egging on white stucco is not kosher to my father. I mean i'm ok with it...its just my father took it as a major threat. So while we're all getting ready for CHURCH...my father is yelling at us, saying we're to blame...or we must've done something to someone to make them want to violate our property. Ohhhh man...if my dad finds out who it was, he's gonna press charges on the counts that its vadalism of private property and possible discrimination/hate crime. I think that's a little too far. I mean, if i were my dad, i'd just make the fucker pay for the cleaning bill...we have to call a specific dude to clean the stucco because its all yellowy and nasty looking. My dad was also saying "How about we leave it up there as a reminder to us that not everyone likes us." Well i guess someone doesn't like me or my family. As soon as i was showered, i got on the net and e-mailed a buncha people asking for cooperation. I said that if the perps came forward before 9 pm tonight, no charges would be charged. But i feel sorry for whoever did it...cuz my dad's a madman. He was really pissed driving two miles to church...he was speeding and stuff...

anyhoo, we got to church and Paterick was there...he sat behind us. We went to vons to shop for food. We came home, made pizzas and sandwiches...Everywhere we went it smelled like or we saw a picture of eggs. it was some horrible pun that the public was playing on us or something. Eh well i really wanna get this over with cuz my dad is making my life hell. He blames me. He says i'm a disagreeable person...maybe that's why someone egged our house. BAH. Please, if anyone has a problem with me, don't EVER involve my dad, that's just asking for an unnecessary headache. I can settle things peacefully. Ok...i guess imma freeze some water, going rock climbing again.

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There's a rock in my hole ! hahah dude, anna and shannon picked me up while i was watching the Virgin suicides again. We drove to shannons and waited for the rest of the climbing posse.we finally got into shannon's extremely large van again...drove past little rock and into the Devil's Punchbowl. We packed our frozen waters...and headed onto the trail. We went up and over this mediocre rock and chris T. was all freaked out, telling us that he was afraid of heights; oh that was great. So he took the car keys and headed back by himself, while us chicks kept going, diverging more and more from the trail. We trekked through soft dirt and loose gravel...oooh man. I thought i was going to die in the beginning....cuz there was this almost river of dirt that kelsey tried to trudge through, if you weren't secured...you could fall into the ravine. when it was my turn, i saw this branch above me, so i grabbed it. I thought i was all successful..and i was going to get through...But the branch started to crack loudly and i just looked at it with widened eyes. Shannon started cracking up; wasn't helping my concentration. The freaking branch broke apart and i froze there..sliding slightly. I could just hear the frantic laughing of everyone else...i was worrying about how to stay up without sliding 20 feet down the dirt, to the bottom. I finally just threw the damn stick over my shoulder and jumped to the nearest bush...it hurt,, but it kept me up there. we continued..going up and down trails ,trying to get to the rock climbing. Yikes i was stabbed a good number of times by Yucca bushes...i even bled. Then there was a part where we had to slide down the dirt to get to the bottom...oh man, i was surfing, anna was all worried that i was gonna fall on my face, but i didn't. We went up a large rock and went down because there was nothing on the other side. On the way down from that one, one of my feet slid and i freakin stood up on the side of the freakin vertical mountain and ran a little..and almost fell over the side...but i caught myself...haha gave them a good scare. Another time, i was last and slid offa the face of a rock and well i had too much momentum and ran my legs into shannon's ..it was ok, my ass broke my fall..it was so funny, that i didn't notice the cuts on my wrists. We went up and down...rocks and paths...through trees and dried creek beds. Anna's a freak and took weird ways..through bushes and digging her face into Yucca needles. Kelso refused to jump anywhere..while Anna freaking dove offa the rock and almost over the other side of it. At one point...we were kinda stuck and anna decided to use a overhanging rock as an anchor...well she put a little bit of weight on it..and it...Fell off and broke into pieces below us. Er..at that point we thought " OK...going back the way we came now..." We found our way to a dry creek bed and followed it to some climbing rocks. We drank water and planned the next route. It started to get dark as we made our way down...Everyone convinced me to lead the way back up the mountain...it was all loose dirt and gravel..it was probably the hardest part of the trek. The dirt was up to our knees and all the hand holds dissappeared after each person used it. Poor Shannon almost fell off the side of the mountain..we were probably 40 feet up and she was sliding...while anchored with only one hand. Anna tried offering a hand, but she had nothing to hold onto either. I was up high planning where to go...Finally I reached the top..and around the trees, we ended up being atop a large rock..We sat up there drinking water and freaking out about the freaking dirt we trudged through. Shannon saw "Mufasa Rock" and mentioned that there was a trail leading to the parking lot right by it. We just had to crab walk sideways [where my pants tore..] to the dry creek bed....go up a hill down..and up the creek again...and finally, we had found the trail..And we thought it was going to be easy from then on...OH NOOO...the freakin trail was a half mile UPHILL. Oh god i was so dead after ward...but i felt REALLY good. We found poor chris looming around alone. We compared our battle scars...from Yucca bushes..falling, sliding...ripped pants in odd places..haha we had to behind each other at Sharky's. I'm so freaking tired..Chrispy called me up and asked me to the movies and i regretfully declined. I'll see everyone tomorrow at practice...good god i gotta do my laundry...That's all folks !