Eight Days

1. I'm not going to Cali. Here's why:

I had sent my paper application in the mail May 5th. They didn't get it until the 20th. I had to confirm with Dave that I was working with him on the 19th. A day late. A lot of dollars short. In a lot of ways I had wanted to go to Cali but seeing as it was one snag after another, I just took it as a sign to stay here. I won't get nearly as much money (not even half) but hopefully it's all for the best.

2. Sedona = love.

Went with my mom to Sedona for Memorial Day Weekend. I admit, I was a little uneasy. True, I had wanted to go to the Grand Canyon for Spring break, but that was by myself (and maybe a friend or two) but seeing as how broke I am now I see there's no way I could've gone that week. But I'm still very glad I went. I'm pretty sure my mom is, too. We stayed at a decent but rundown motel, and tried to take in as much as we could. It's easy to see why some people shell out millions of dollars to live there. It takes your breath away.

3. School. Cali?

I applied for the Berkeley Edge conference. We'll see how that goes. Got a 4.0 this semester, so that made me pretty happy. That brought me up to a 3.88 I think. So as long as I don't bomb senior year I should be able to graduate with honors. And if I can take a summer course (now that I'm here for the summer, that's a possibility) then I'd only have 12 or 15 units this fall and 7 or 10 in the spring! YAY! That is, assuming I don't do something stupid and masochistic like adding a Physics minor.

I want a girlfriend. Bad. I'm watching random VGM movies on Youtube. I need to find out when the other guys in Dave's project want to start working. I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket. Na na na na na na. Na na na na naa na.