everytime that i'm near you
i realize that you're heaven sent

Long Weekend, Berkeley
Ah yes, my school week is now over. No school on Fridays, baby. Heh. Today the only class I had was Family and Marriage relations (I think that's what it's called). It was basically a fatty overview of different family structures and other related stuff. We also took a quick quiz on the syllabus and then later reviewd the outline of the course. Jhermaine then went to see the transfer counselor to check up on one of his clases. It turns out the dean of that department lost all of Jhermaine's materials. How janky. Now the poor guy has to go through the whole process again. While he was trying to work out his problems, I stayed in the office and tried to sleep. Sometime later a very tall girl comes in (my height at least) and I suppose because I was the only one there, she asks for my help in looking for some information on UC Davis and what NCAA division their Woman's water polo team was. I guess because out of my kindness and I knew what I was looking for, I was able to help out. And as Jhermaine pointed, at least I was thanked for my assistence. The only bad thing of doing a little extra work... I didn't get to sleep as I had hoped. Anyways we got to leave that place known as LPC now. At my house we got some food, and pretty soon we left with Nick and Will, on our way out to Berkeley. The traffic in the evening wasn't too bad at all, which was good, especially since good ol' Nicky was driving. We met up with the Berkeley people, and found out that Willy was there, too. All of us ate the Clark Kerr DC food. It's pretty savage like in there. The salad line was long and keeping your place in line was a battle. At the hot food line, they ask you what you want and they serve it to you like it was a prison or something. *slop* I was gonna talk some smack on Cal football but then I was told that many of their jocks are housed there, haha. Oh well. They have good records with Nobel Prizes or something. We walked around a bit, and everyone eventually split up. Jhermaine, Nick, Will, and I went to Sweethart to get some pearl milk teas. We then went home. I shold mention that during both car rides to and back, they kept playing songs that I objected to, bah. Then they picked on me when I fell asleep in the car.

"Biatch."
Third party quote, so new tradition of swear/curse-less blogging continues.