The Frozen Popsicle and The Bitch Seat

Blog No. 4: Jason Visits

My friend Jason from high school came by to visit us here in Santa Cruz. He came all the way from Sacramento on his motorcycle, which freaked Kaylah out a little bit. When he got here, he was as cold as an ice cube and he could barely even move. Kaylah and I had to take off his gloves for him. I'm always amazed of how people can drive long distances in a motorcycle, let alone drive one period. He had to drive two hours straight on a freeway and go up and down a hilly highway to get here.

Jason is a pretty cool guy. In high school, I generally hung out with him when we had music classes. I would put him under the category of "class clown," which only makes sense after you take into account that he emulated Jim Carey for his American Artist Project. Now, he does some programming for the Blackberry which he makes quite a substantial living off of.

He has a thing for red heads… and Hayley Williams. Apparently he would do anything to see and perhaps fondle the lead singer off of Paramore. We must've watched the "Brick by Boring Brick" music video at least a dozen times.

We also watched a lot Mythbusters when I slept over at Kaylah's with him. We pretty much went through the fifth season in that entire week. I already saw most of these episodes already, so it was that much more satisfying when I got Jason to see myths, like Fainting Goats, where Kari Byron, redhead, did something surprising, i.e. strip naked for science, and got to see his reaction.

 

We all went to see Sherlock Holmes one night. I was running late to go to the movie theater and he ended up buying my ticket for me. In exchange, despite his objections, I bought him a large soda, which I sipped a few drinks off of, and a box of sour patch kids. The girl at the counter seemed familiar, so I asked if I knew her from somewhere. Joline is a student, like me and about 70% of the town, at UCSC. What I hadn't realized was that I saw her just earlier that day, working at the Kresge College mailroom. She helped me finally get my mailbox open. XD;

The movie was great. It does have a lot of fist punching and action stuff, but somehow they kept it real, even though Sherlock Holmes tends to be this perfect-in-every-way character. As Sherlock does his recap of "how they did it" we see actual flashbacks of what he saw, not anything new, which was neat because the movie makes it as if we are totally engrossed in his crazy mind. It also introduces some modern aspects of the story, like it includes the crime scene analysis as one would see on an episode of CSI, as well as a "bromance" kind of relationship between Homes and Watson. It kept the spirit of mystery alive, as well as told the story from a different angle instead of trying to please the die-hards.

Overall, I'd give 4 Out of 5 Thumbs UpàGreat to see if you want to yell out "JUST KISS ALREADY!" like I wanted to do…

Also, Terry would most definitely have a fling with Rachel MacAdams.

 

Jason had mentioned that he brought a second helmet to see if any of us wanted to ride along with him. Terry sounded interested, but he didn't want the ride. Kaylah denied it the chance on the spot. I, however, was curious as to how riding a motorcycle would feel, so I took him up on his offer. Kaylah joked about being on the "Bitch Seat," but I didn't care. I wanted to ride the motorcycle with him!

The helmet was tight around the neck, so it took a little push to get the helmet to fit on my big head. I could hear Kaylah chuckle in the background, but again I shrugged it off. When I put it on, we found out that part of the visor was missing. The helmet was hanging near the tailpipe during the ride down, so that must've been the culprit.

Anyway, I hopped on, straddling the bike and grasping my arms around Jason's waist. He gave me one bit of instruction, "Whichever way I turn, lean along with me! I know it'll be scary to do, but trust me you'll be fine!"

In my head, I was thinking, well I wasn't worried until you mentioned that! All it made me do was hold on to Jason tighter.

The engine rumbled as he turned the motorcycle on. I curled up my legs into the bike while Jason prepared for launch. Once Kaylah drove Grace out of the parking lot, we followed. Being on the motorcycle felt like being on the water. It felt very free form and, surprisingly, freeing.

"The engine makes my crotch vibrate!"

Jason shrugged. He was probably used to it.

When we came upon our first turn, I tried following his directions, but I could feel myself hesitate. As the bike leaned, I wondered how the heck a motorcycle can keep its balance in the first place. It was very scary because we leaned to the point where I could have easily just pushed my hand against the pavement, which my hand started to do out of reflex. Once I realized it, I jolted in my seat and then leaned into Jason's back. Once the turn was over, we made a stop behind Grace. After that initial moment of fear, I felt like I could just as easily drive a motorcycle if I wanted to. XD

We rode from Kaylah's place to Gigi's, following Grace along the way. I had gotten the hang of leaning in close to Jason as he turned the motorcycle left or right. The ride was wonderful. It felt very natural, yet unsettling. I'm used to the comfortable and safe shell of a car's frame. It's definitely a weird feeling when you don't have the barrier of a car between you and the other cars.

I tried to sit myself up so that I wasn't totally leaning against Jason the entire ride. I could feel half of my face becoming frozen because of the broken visor. Being paranoid as I was, I fumbled through my pockets every once in awhile, like I'd normally do, one hand at a time to make sure I had everything, just in case nothing slipped out. I noticed that Jason was wondering what the heck I was doing as he turned his head behind him. I think from our entire ride, we must've topped at least 50 mph.

The House—(Motorcycle)àGigi's

Once we pulled into the parking lot and parked, I felt a huge rush of energy run through my body. I instantly regretted not raising my hands above my head during the trip like a roller coaster ride.

I definitely need to learn how to ride a motorcycle one of these days. XD

2 ½ x 3 Kaitlyns and Awesome Blogs

Blog No. 3: Actually Moving Into Kresge and First Day of Classes

Monday morning, we woke up very early to try and move everything in all at once with the first trip. The night before, we packed up almost everything into Kaylah's car. Only my laundry basket of clothes, piano, saxophone, and printer didn't fit, which is surprising because Grace, Kaylah's car, is very very very very small.

The first thing we did was drive to this little red kiosk at the base of campus, in order to purchase a parking permit that will allow Grace to be parked at a very close parking lot. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. Apparently the lady at the booth said that the computers cannot bring up the information for undergraduates…

So we drove a little further to the TAPS office. Thing was, there was a line at that building that went out the door. The only close by, available parking was at the entrance, which was full. What we had to do was Kaylah had to stand in that cumbersome line, while I sat in the driver's seat, wait at the stop sign for anyone to pull out of a parking spot so that I can park Grace without getting a ticket. When I parked Grace, about 15 minutes of country music later, I walked to where Kaylah was in line. After we entered in the building, there was a person who said that they would help us because Kaylah has done this before. So we skipped ahead of the line to a door, where Kaylah was being processed on the computer. Thing is, Kaylah had already purchased her Remote parking pass and could not purchase a temporary one. We had to call the TAPS main office, leave a message with Grace's license plate number, and leave a little piece of paper saying "DO NOT CITE" on Kaylah's dashboard.

This part took all of an hour to do, all for a piece of paper. That was very much a time waster… DX

Then we ran to the Kresge housing office to pick up my dorm key and to actually see which room I was in. Joao, the housing director, is a pretty laid back guy. Let's just say that he would be the face of what UCSC's reputation would look like… Kaylah knew him through her job as a community assistant, so they were palling around. Usually, the new residents get a care package, like papers and stuff about the campus as well as the room keys. When I opened my folder up, all I got were the keys, which meant that I had to walk everywhere to get my ID, my mailbox, and any other helpful information. Way to be on the ball. XD

So, after we got the keys, Kaylah and I, as well as the compact car full of stuff, drove to Kresge East. Just as Audrey predicted, I got the third floor. Just as Kaylah predicted, I got the only single available, which happened to be in the apartment where one of Jackson's friends, Nicholas, lived.

When we walked into the apartment, I could feel my jaw just drop. The living room area was really big. Walking into this apartment, you get the living room on the right, which walks into a nice sized kitchen area. You also get the hallway of four rooms and a center sink divider, where the bathrooms split between shower and toilet. My room is the first one accessible from the front door. I walked in and I finally saw it. My room. My home away from home. My new home.

I figure the room ought to be around two and a half by three Kaitlyns big—that's right, I measure by Amazons. Screw you metric system! I'd think you could take Kaylah's old room at Kresge and double it and you'd get the size of my room. You walk in and there's a big sliding door closet to the right and a small desk to the left. The bed would be straight in front of you against the base of the window, right next to the bedside bookshelf. The dresser of three drawers sat at the foot of the bed. I couldn't have asked for a better space!

So we started unpacking. One by one, we carried the random bags up to my room, including the duffel, the more-than-16 lbs bag, the backpack, the basket of blankets, and many "green" bags full of random stuff. When we got to the storage bins, we figured we would try and take them both at the same time. They both weighed a lot. What we did was we took the little cart with the bungee cords and hooked the stacked bins to it. I pulled the cart, Kaylah pushed. We were only able to get up the hill when my hand started to hurt from the top bin scraping it. I decided to carry that up the stairs real quick just so that I wouldn't have that scraping my hand all the way up to the third floor.

Suddenly, I hear a big BOOM ka-chunk ka-chunk ka-chunk ka-chunk ka-chunk –slide- PICHUU! ka-chunk ka-chunk ka-chunk ka-chunk ka-chunk ka-chunk BAM! So I rushed outside to see what the noise was and to see if Kaylah was alright. Kaylah, the blonde that she is, had apparently rolled the large bin up to the second to last step to the second floor when she lost balance and clutched the cart, which in return released the bin from the bungee cords, making it slide down all those stairs and sprawl out its contents on the ground floor. Kaylah, other than nearly peeing her pants, suffered no harm, thankfully.

The rest of the unpacking and setting up went smoothly.

Meeting my roommates didn't take place until later that night. They weren't there when all the commotion was going on in my room. I wondered where they had been and I was nervous as to meeting them. When I walked in that night, they were circled around a table just talking. At first impressions, they were not all that mischievous looking, so I walked up and greeted them all with a handshake.

Tony and Nicholas are the gamers in this apartment. Nick was the one that helped me a little bit with trying to find my classes. Tony also took interest and would normally pop into my room if he felt inclined to ask something.

Alex and I are a lot alike. We're both musicians, trying to find our spot where our puzzle piece fits into in this world, we like the same music, we both talk about the same things. Thing is, he was also talking to me about a friend's party he went to, where he was pretty much drunk that entire night. The list pretty much ends there.

The next day, I also met my CA, Katherine. During a nap, I hear a knock on the door. So I woke up and walked to the living room, where I saw this curly haired chick. She was very peppy and inviting from what I could tell. The CA is basically a person I would turn to if I had any questions or if I had any problems. Katherine was very welcoming and basically gave her introduction. Apparently, Kaylah know Katherine from when Kaylah had the CA job. So, sometime in the coming weeks, I'm going to go and talk to her.

 

As far as classes go, I'm pretty psyched:

My Econ for Accounting class starts at 8 AM, right about when I really don't want to be awake. However, after the first day, I felt that I could handle it. The teacher, Mallory, is very into her job. She looks and talks very much like a butch lesbian with white hair. Her lectures are fun and are very easy to follow, even though she goes through them very quickly.

Two hours and a breakfast later, my Intermediate Macroeconomics starts. The teacher, I'll call Borscht, is also one of the teachers that loves his job. He has a thick, almost Russian accent and uses the words "awesome" and "blog" a lot. He also repeats himself, not to undermine us, but for clarification. So I giggled when I noticed the accent when he was trying to say "Mankiw's AWEsome Blog" a few times, or when it almost sounds like a parody impression of Arnold Schwarzenegger. XD

The Introduction to American Studies follows twenty minutes later, on the count of it being a big campus and I would have to sprint to class if it weren't. Our teacher, Kim Lau, would… to put it bluntly… be my idea of a PILF, and possibly Dustin's, too. She, too, is passionate about her subject, which is fine, but she also likes to try and open doors for people. She has us watching Michael Moore documentaries and read excerpts of Obama's book, so she'll have a unique take on this course that I can get involved with.

Discussions start this week, which are basically optional/required free tutoring/laboratory hours for each of the classes. All of my classes fall on a MWF pattern with two hour-long discussions on Tuesdays and one in the morning on Thursdays. Within all of this, I am going to work in a gym schedule. Our gym, or "Wellness Center", has the most gorgeous view of the ocean, so when I go on the treadmills I can bask in the ocean breeze.

So yeah… That's how it is so far.

Tumblr: The Small Moments

Blog No. TUMBLR: I Have a Tumblr

The Small Moments.

Yes.

I have cheated on you Blogger.

To you readers out there, I just would like to let you know that I started another blogging website. You can simply type [rabbiman.tumblr.com] or, you know, click any of the links you see on this blog.

(I'll warn you though, one of them is a fake. I'd go with the typing it in the search bar if I were you.)

Basically, I go to that blog for the small stuff. If there's something that stuck out during the day that needed to be blogged, but seemed to awkward to write it in this form, I go to my Tumblr and post on there. I've already started a few of those. Some photos, some videos, some quotes, some conversations, all that can now be found on there. I've also started posting some links on there whenever I update this blog.

Have fun!

Not Goodbye

Blog No. 2: Moving to Santa Cruz

It's official. I'm moved into my room.

I've decorated.

Sunday was a very emotional day, overall.

I stayed up until 3 AM, moving my bags and bins downstairs and compressing the amount of stuff I'm taking—granted I could've been done earlier if I wasn't trying to distract myself from my packing and my emotions by watching an NCIS marathon and talking to Taylor online. I've literally divided my room in half, taking only half of my instruments, half of my clothes, half of my books, etc. Here I'm thinking I'll have one or two bins and a few bags to carry along with me. Then I start looking down the list, adding some essentials that I haven't thought of, like hangers and boots. Before I know it, I end up packing two very full bins, a laundry basket of clothes, two "green" bags of bath towels and other miscellaneous stuff, a laundry basket of two blankets, a laundry bag of shoes, my formal wear in a hanger bag, a sleeping bag, my keyboard, Slanket, a trash can, a duffel bag of more miscellaneous stuff, two of mom's last minute bags, some new pillows, and Kaylah's care package from her mom. The van did not have much floor room once I packed everything in it.

As a result of staying up late, I woke up two hours later than I intended. Realizing this, I quickly ran into the shower and got ready, only to discover that only John and the baby were up downstairs, both still in their pajamas.

A few minutes later, Audrey woke up and walked downstairs to take care of the baby. She told me that she hasn't told Lennox that I was moving… That I had to tell him that I would be gone for awhile. I thought on it and tears already started welling up in my eyes. Seeing as I was in front of Audrey, I tried dismissing the tears and distract myself from them, but I knew she noticed them. She could always notice them.

She then walked upstairs, leaving me alone with the baby. I held him in my arms, almost hugging him. I stood with him in front of the bathroom mirror, like I usually do when he fusses, and saw the both of us in that glass. I saw my bloodshot eyes, my forced smile above my quivering chin trying to contain it all in. I leaned against the doorframe, making Lennox lean back a little to see my face. The little bugger stared at me for a second, gave me a super cute smile, and fell back on my chest, resting his arms on my shoulders.

John came downstairs and I handed Lennox off to him. I stood aside to recover from that moment and walked upstairs to tally up anything else that I needed. After Audrey got out of the shower, she, John, and Lennox left for the apartment in their red car. John drove back in the van for me to pack my stuff. Then we drove back to the apartment, where I saw my mom, still content with a brave face on.

My aunt had heard the door open and close to the apartment, taking that as my arrival. She walked into my mom's room where I stood. I bent lower as I embraced her for a few seconds. She gave me a few blueberry muffins that she made that morning, then left to go shopping. With this embrace, I felt only a small urge for tears, not because I would miss her less, but because I felt that we had this unspoken understanding. That embrace basically said, "Not goodbye. We will see each other later." I speak hug. XD

Later, when everything was packed and what not, we all took a trip to Panera, the bread place that Kaylah and I usually go to for our lunches. I got a chicken frontega panini, which was pretty good, (minus the onions). I also ventured next door to the It's A Grind, where I got myself a black cherry mocha. It was pretty tasty. The purpose of Panera was to have a one last time hangout before I left to be together as a family, the five of us enjoying a meal and casually chatting about mundane things. It was nice.

After that lunch, we all headed back to the apartment, where all the real emotion welled up.

Mom and I realized that it was finally getting to be goodbye, so I could feel the both of us trying to fight back our tears. We could barely speak. The both of us just mainly hugged each other, one last time, and just fought the urge to stay that way. After she hugged me, she took my face in her hands and landed a big motherly kiss on my cheek, followed by an even more tearful hug.

My mom grabbed Lennox from John. Then my mom held Lennox's hand up to wave goodbye. When she let go, he was still waving, not much, but just enough.

So much for staying strong through this…

John and Audrey headed to the van, where I followed, trying to hide my bloodshot eyes. The emotion was shrugged off as I tried joking around with John while he was getting ready to drive. In the van, we just basically remained quiet. All you could hear were the sounds of the annoying Tom Tom and mixed music mixes from Disney and emo bands blasting from the van stereo. I thought this was a good time as any to finish writing some of my blogs.

The drive went over pretty well. It only took about two and a half hours, where the last half hour consisted of a very swervy, hilly road. When we arrived off the exit, I started to recognize some of the Santa Cruz landmarks, like the big River Street sign where Gigi's was located. A few streets later, we arrived at the little village complex thing, where I knocked on the familiar door, for the first time as a Santa Cruz resident.

Terry answered the door and welcomed me. I beckoned him over to the van, where I introduced him to Audrey and John before we started moving my stuff into the house. Terry, John, and I moved all of my stuff back into the house, which only took about three trips to do. When you look at the sheer volume of stuff, however, it seems like a lot.

Audrey and John were looking at Kaylah's place for the first time, so they were observing random things I haven't pointed out before, like how there are quite a few pictures of cats on the walls. XD

After a phone call to mom and Lennox, the four of us decided to go on and venture Santa Cruz as a whole. Terry and I showed Audrey and John the view from the hill behind their housing complex. From that height, you could literally see the Santa Cruz Boardwalk "Drop-Zone" ride.

John then drove the four of us through campus by Terry's directions. We basically made a circle around campus to the main buildings, the gist of where I would be hanging out the most. We found our way to the Kresge East apartments, where we all hopped out and looked from outside. These apartments are NOT like the ones Kaylah had lived in. The buildings are of a different architecture. The dorms were taller, green, and had a log cabin feel to them. I wasn't exactly sure how I felt about that, but all I could care about was where I was going to sleep. I really wanted to sneak into my room to see what it looked like, but I still had no idea where I was bunking…

Audrey had commented that she never realized how woodsy the campus was, even though I tell people that the campus is on a hill in the middle of the woods. I shrug. Both Audrey and John liked the campus anyway. All the way around, John and Terry were talking about random video game and comic stuff, just like I predicted they would. XD

Then, John drove us to Kaylah's work at Gigi's. Kaylah came out from the kitchen to say hello. She seemed really overworked, like she usually did. She warned us that she still had about an hour or two left of work. Audrey and John still wanted something to eat, so I gave them the idea of Erik's Café, Piper's and my choice of restaurant.

John did not want to drive anymore, seeing as he had to drive all of those hills and roads all day. I wouldn't blame him, though I wondered whether or not Audrey would be up to the walking because we were really walking out of our way to the restaurant. They seemed fine with it… So, the four of us walked to downtown Santa Cruz. Audrey and John were gazing at all of the random shops down the one street.

When we arrived, I thought it had closed already. Fortunately, when I walked up to the door, it wasn't the case. I got my usual Abbot's Habit sandwich with tomato bisque soup. I remember John got this holiday sandwich that could only be described as Thanksgiving leftovers packed into a sandwich. Audrey liked her sandwich, but was a little disappointed with the chocolate "meltdown" cake as it wasn't gushing chocolate fudge like the picture showed us it would.

Afterwards, Terry got Kaylah something to go and then we walked back to Kaylah's work. This was where I said goodbye to Audrey and John. This goodbye wasn't at all emotional, probably because I was in front of company that haven't seen me in tears yet. Audrey did give me a hug, which I noticed I haven't really ever gotten in my adulthood. John gave me the awkward, "brother-in-law" hug as he called it. XD

All in all, it was a very emotional day. I did feel that Kaylah radiated a lot more excitement that day then I ever did. I kinda figured that was why she asked if I was genuinely excited to be moving in.

I am. I really am. I just feel that if I show some excitement, some sadness might've also escaped.

No More Del Taco

Blog No. 1: New Year’s Eve

My New Year's Eve was filled with the Burn Notice marathon and more packing. The only entertaining thing I've done was waste time posting some videos on some Facebook profiles, reminding them of their Rabbi Mission. New Year's Eve in the past has never really been eventful for me. The only time I actually celebrated was at Kaylah's New Year's party, which didn't happen in Sacramento this year.

So, Taylor, Susan Surrandon, and I planned to go to Old Sac to watch the fireworks. Taylor texted around 9 PM to warn me of his arrival. From there, Taylor and I ventured downtown, getting stuck in traffic along the way. Taylor really doesn't take traffic well, seeing as he drove intentionally slow after a taxi kept on honking from behind during a red light.

After we parked, we walked through the K street mall and Old Sac. We ventured into the sea of partying people to find Susan Surrandon and Phillip, sitting by the Delta King. Susan Surrandon had alerted me that Dustin, Patric, and their other friend, Patrick, was going to be there but backed out at the last minute. I’ve heard some stories about Patrick and I am indeed looking forward to the day I meet him. In the mean while, we were trying to come up with things to occupy ourselves until midnight…

Taylor decided he wanted some salt water taffy, so we ended up walking to find an open taffy shop. Unfortunately, both of the taffy shops had been closed. I was very disappointed because I was picturing myself having pomegranate taffy, for old time’s sake. Taylor had immediately moved on and dismissed the idea…

Near the railroad museum, there was a band playing, representing the Eagle radio station and all it’s glory. The four of us stayed on the outskirts of the little crowd, enjoying some jazz themed rock, watching the people in the front of the stage dancing their hearts out. Phillip and Susan Surrandon had danced a little bit while I was watching Taylor trying to take a picture of the band to no avail.

Taylor and Phillip decided that we needed to move inside, seeing as the evening was getting colder. I pulled everyone away from the band and walked back in the direction of the Delta King with the intention of finding an open shop. Instead, we got distracted by a group Fire dancers, swiveling their hips and fire sticks to a soundtrack of a very hypnotizing acoustic base.

Ten minutes before midnight, we made a coffee run. I got a Mocha freeze, Taylor some hot drink, and Phillip a lime Italian soda. Then we hit the road, walking the railroad tracks in the direction of the “golden colored” bridge. The crowd had grown bigger as we finally reached our destination. The bridge was raised in preparation of the fireworks show. Strong, green laser pointers danced in jagged shapes on the bridge. It was very chilly outside, according to Taylor. Both Susan Surrandon and I offered our coats to him, to which he firmly denied our acts of kindness… He’s very stubborn.

We found ourselves right outside a parking garage, where we saw people on the metal gates on every floor in couples gazing into the starless sky. This made me feel a little uneasy, feeling all of the romance in the air, how I was left out of it. It was then that I noticed that Phillip and Susan Surrandon had never really left each other’s arms. Then the crowd yelled out to the sky an inaudible countdown and explosions ensued in the sky as the firework show had begun. I looked around and saw a lot of the couples had begun that clichéd ritual of making out as the clock stroke midnight. Taylor and I commented on what each of the explosions had looked like—he apparently saw a plethora of penises in the sky that night. I recognized how some of them had tried to take the shape of hearts in the night sky. I looked up at him, saw he was maneuvering his coffee cup across his lip rings, and I wondered if he had felt this same uneasiness as I did.

A few minutes and many heart thumping explosions later, the four of us slowly walked back to the parking garage. We ended up having to try and link ourselves together because it was very easy to get separated from each other. It was also very easy to bump into the wrong person, hear her curse your ear off as your party continues to walk away. When we got in the parking garage, there had been a long line of cars honking, blasting their stereos, and just doing whatever their drunk passengers were doing at that moment. So, to not get caught up in that mess, we just sat on Phillip’s car, trying to decide our next move for that evening.

After awhile, we ended up going through Taylor's music on his Droid. Taylor’s song list basically consisted of artists like Lily Allen and Alanis Morisette and soundtracks from video games and the Phantom of the Opera. I had noticed that, after I took off my coat to hang on the hood of the car, Taylor had picked up the coat and put it on, tying up the strings of the hood and wearing it like a cloak. During some of the songs, Taylor and Susan Surrandon had decided to show off their jazz dancing prowess, taking up more space as the parking garage suddenly felt more open.

Taylor talked of Denny's, but I told him to consider all of the drunk partying people out and about tonight. We conversed by the parked car for what seemed like forever, talking about our options and about other random things. We got engrossed into our conversation to the point where we realize we were trying to find a location to go to only when drunk people return to their cars.

Taylor mentioned a craving for fish and chips when we were in Old Sac, so Taylor and I decided to walk back to Old Sac to see if any of the shops were open. The walk back was very exhilarating, most of the K Street Mall, the tunnel, and Old Sac was deserted. Taylor took a few pictures along the way, and that’s where I was prompted to take pictures of him taking pictures of the K Street Mall at night. I recreated one picture I took of Piper through the arch at Porter College at Santa Cruz with Taylor inside the tunnel where the walls on both sides were tiled with bright and blocky designs.

When we arrived, we started walking through the main street when a bicycle cop stopped in front of us. He had alerted us that they closed Old Sacramento in a sarcastic tone. We politely said thanks and turned ourselves around back through the tunnel… I wanted to push him off of his bike. XD

When we arrived back at the car, Susan Surrandon, Taylor, and I conversed some more while Phillip drifted back and forth between talking and sleeping. Somehow we got to a point where the three of us surrounded Phillip’s car during the conversation. It was at that point that I heard a couple of guys from behind me. I didn’t acknowledge the chatter, but I looked at Susan Surrandon’s face, which told me that the people were coming closer. Suddenly, one of the guys, clearly very high, proposed casually in my ear, “Do yooouu want some druuuuuuuugs?” Then he pulled out a ziplock bag out of his hemp style jacket, which contained what looked like a green owl pellet. I was scared at this point as I tried to smile and declined his offer, trying to avoid eye contact with him at all costs.

The other guy had got the Del Taco smelling guy away from me, recognizing that the three of us did not want anything to do with them. While the guys high off of green owl pellet were walking away, the three of us sighed in relief. Somehow, that sigh prompted this second guy to pause. He asked, “Wait, I’m getting mixed signals here!” He continued on about something about a club or something. Either way, we stood our ground until the two kites walked away. This, finally, became incentive for us to get in the car where it was safe. XD

After a little more conversation, we ended up just saying goodbye seeing as both Susan Surrandon and Taylor had to work early in the morning. When Taylor drove me back to the house, I realized that it was 3:30 AM. I was not tired. At all. I had thought about asking Taylor if he wanted to go somewhere, but I decided against it, thinking I could utilize some of the time to finish packing. I reached over to him to hug him goodbye, but when we released from that hug I saw his face. He had looked genuinely sad, on the brink of distraught. It was literally like D: kind of distraught. I quickly looked away, but I felt that moment being engraved into my brain. As I got out of the car, I casually waved back and quickly walked up my driveway.

I don’t know what it was, but that night I just looked and looked at that face, which I tried mimicking in the mirror. I didn’t sleep. I only fell asleep after 3 cups of coffee, 2 pages of typing, some Facebook trolling, 2 episodes of Scrubs, 5 infomercials, and half a playlist later…

This feeling is foreshadowing some more heartbreak in the future, isn’t it?

Rabbi Missions

Blog No. RABBI: Rabbi Missions

There is no question that 365MMIX failed as a daily blog project.

I got to thinking, well what would be easier to do EVERYDAY of a year? which led to a lot of cool and neat ideas.

Then I got to thinking, I want to do ALL of this, but I will not have the luxury time, to say the least which is true.

What I come up with can be fun if I get YOU, the readers of 365MMIX, (mainly the official members of Rabbi), to help me.

So, I declare the start of the Rabbi Missions for a new 365MMX project.

Basics:

1. No, I'm not asking you to blog, (unless you really want to).
2. The purpose of the project will be a sure fire way to frequently keep in touch.
3. A custom project will be assigned to a specific person. This will most likely involve taking photos of some part of the day that you would ordinarily be doing anyway. All photos would be sent to me.
4. For those with busy schedules, like me, "stockpiling" or waiting until the end of the week to send a weeks worth of photos, is allowed. A desired amount of items would end up being 365.
5. If there are official Rabbi participants wanting to do this, just let me know! If there are unofficial Rabbi participants, then an emergency Rabbi test will have to take place.
6. At the end of the year, I will either post them up online or make an album or whatever it may be, depending on the mission.
7. The mission you are assigned, either/both the mission itself and/or each daily result, would ideally be kept secret from other participants until the year is finished to add that much more excitement.
8. The general success of your projects will reflect in the amount of Rabbi points.
9. Also, try to cap it at one photo per day kind of idea. I say this in a case where someone different gets nosy and wants to be apart of the photo in some way, which might end up in a chain of photos resulting from retakes of this nature in a short time period.

I would also like to enact the Lomo Mission, which is basically a picture a day of where Lomo is, wherever he may be, in whoever's care he may be in. I would like this to happen because I realize that I may just get Lomo for a month in January and maybe a few weeks during the summer. With this, I'd also like to encourage more of a group custody agreement, where Piper, KT, and I agree to let someone else take care of Lomo for more interesting places and pictures.

So how about it?

Cupcakes and Chocobos

Blog No. SHIRT: Cupcakes and Chocobos

Hallelujah for sleep! Definitely needed to sleep in! XD

Unfortunately, I did not go to my Piano final that day. Taylor had apparently heard of this and texted a big, "QUIT FAILING." I replied to him the situation and he instantly forgave me... After a change in subject.

I emailed Heidi while I was texting Taylor. I had caught her before she went to class because she immediately replied back. Heidi's emails were very nice and reassuring, in that I was still on her good side. I had apologized, not just because I wasn't going to be there, but because I wasn't there to say goodbye in person. I hope to see her again soon...

Anyway, after a few hours, Taka, King, Abril, and Alyssa arrive at my house. The baby was sleeping, so we mainly talked in hushed tones. We set up all the shirts, all the foam stencils, and all the paint, along with my paint brushes, all downstairs.

Upstairs, King was in the loft, working on his Wii game... Or rather my Wii game. He decided to try out Chocobo's Dungeon for kicks. So he pretty much stayed in the loft upstairs the entire night.

Taka showed us the work she finished on the high five shirts. Mine was a black T-shirt with a green outline of Taka's hand, along with a face and the words "High Five" in big bold font. It's pretty awesome! I really hope she does pursue this as either a hobby or a side business. XD

Taka had asked for some hot chocolate, so I boiled some water on the stove. While I was mixing in the hot chocolate, Abril and I randomly sang some Family Guy referenced Xmas carols.

The main reason they were over at my place at all was because I needed to do the Coppertone Rabbiman shirt. It is technically Taka's Xmas gift to me, but I wanted to be part of the process to make it. So Taka made the foam paper stencil, and I painted the outline of the drawing. I added a few touches, like a Star of David tattoo on the shoulder and some minor lines here and there.

After awhile of painting, Abril, Alyssa, and I ended up playing catch, using Lomo as the ball. I was up on the second floor balcony while Abril and Alyssa were downstairs, failing to throw Lomo up to me.

After that night, we got all three shirts done, finishing touches and all. XD

+10 Awesome if Equipped with "Awesome Scarf"

Blog No. AWKWARD: On The Second Day of Finals, My True Love Gave to Me...

My solution to the lack of any Italian homework being done was to come to school the next day pretty early with my sister's laptop. I know I had to do a few pages of the workbook, a few pages of work from the book, and my tema. Not to mention that I had to study for both my Italian and my Statistics final. Figuring all that in, I decided to come in extra early on the bus, and by extra early I mean 7 AM.

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When I walked into the cafeteria, I walked in and saw Dustin, sporting his scarf and Santa Hat. He wondered what I was doing here so early, and I the same. It turns out he also had this idea of studying before his finals... Only his finals didn't start at 3 PM, like mine did.

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I whipped out my Xmas chocolate, a 2 lbs box of See's candy I had kindly distributed the day prior before I went to the mall. About 6 people took a few from the top layer. Dustin, single handedly, finished about 12 of those chocolate pieces to himself. XD

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So there we were, casually chatting with each other, him being on his Black Friday laptop, me doing some homework, waiting for the day to end. After about an hour, Dustin went to his first final. During this time, I realized that I didn't have much to do at all. All of the bookwork and workbook was less than anticipated, resulting in me being finished with most of my work at 9 AM, when Dustin arrived from his easier than expected Nutrition final. He had thought that this final was going to be hard, but it ended up being easy, apparently, even though it had 100 questions on it.

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So there we were, again, casually doing work and what not. At some point, I grabbed my Rabbiman sandwich, my last one for a while... Kevin came by, mentioning something about a Saturday play, where he has to shave his head and act in underwear and pink high heels, and he invited us along. Dustin and I replied with a polite but firm NO. Then he left, after he had some of my Xmas chocolate.

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Then Justin Vaughn and Phillippe arrived for a few minutes. They both gave us hugs and teased Dustin about being Santa Claus. I was staring at Dustin, feeling sorry for him because of how awkward that felt to him. After they left, we both pretty much agreed of how awkward it was. Dustin told me he felt very uncomfortable around both of them because of that. I told him about the few instances where I just felt like a teddy bear/mascot to them, and how Vaughn would sometimes bite me for some reason. I think, and I'm speaking for the both of us, that we can only take the gayness in doses.

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Kevin returned, only with something different about him. He now had a bald head. I thought this was the opportune time to take a picture and send it to a few people. Only Kaitlyn replied with an "OMG OMG OMG!" Whether that was a good or bad OMG is a matter of opinion.

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In the midst of studying for my Stats final, Dustin gave me a hug and left for his final final. So there I was, alone in the cafeteria, a rarity I thought would never happen seeing as a lot of people were usually in there. A claim only confirmed when Lyle came by a few minutes later, looking for Carolina. He was supposed to meet up with her at some point, only he had overslept. After some intense Stats studying, Lyle and I ended up talking about dreams for some reason. That kinda led to me showing him some dreams I had on my blog. That kinda led to him showing me some dreams he had on his blog. After reading some of his dreams, I felt like I got a little closer to him, in a less awkward sense. C:
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Then, Lyle told me it was time for my Stats final, which I really didn't want to go to. Going to that class seemed very redundant and pointless to me. All of the material that was covered can basically be done on a calculator or I could already solve using some simple Algebra. I'm just glad I didn't have to show my work, that it was multiple choice, because I really couldn't put forth the effort of doing much else other than pushing a few buttons and darkening a few squares.

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After the Statistics final, I found King, Taka, and Lyle with my Xmas chocolate. I had asked Lyle to wait until I got back, which I guess he made good on, seeing as he was there without Carolina. I kinda felt guilty that I did that because that basically meant that I made him wait by himself... When Lyle decided to leave, I gave him a pretty big hug, which was being distracted by Piper's phone call and Kaylah's texting, to try and make up for it. So, in a half hug, I held onto what I realized later as Lyle's behind while I was listening to Piper. About 10 minutes later, after the phone call finished, I realized where my hand had been and apologized. He said not for me to worry about it, so for that I just gave him a gargantuan hug from that awkward position, face against crotch potential and all. XD

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Taka, King, and I then decided to go to Michael's because of our shirt making plans the next day and the big time gap between my two finals. We ended up at JoAnn's, basically Michael with a sex change and a sudden obsession with cloth. I told Taka that I would pay for the supplies, seeing as I was getting a shirt out of all of this. She was very hesitant though, stalling at which paints to buy and whether or not she needed to get some shirts or not. I pretty much just told her get more than you need in case you decide to do more projects, which she will what with having a number of ideas crawling around in her head about a side business. She had already come up with a logo and everything! I figure all of this was a worth while investment. C:

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We also ended up at the SuperWalmart down the street from Taka's place to get some contact paper and an Xacto knife. We circled the aisles until we got dizzy and exausted, literally. So we grabbed two people. We ended up with the contact paper, some foam sheets for some repeated stenciling, and a pink Xacto knife. It was a very serendipitous moment indeed.

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Before the Italian final, I met up with Professoressa Martinelli to see if she had my letter of reccomendation. She had me read it and I must say I'm happy that I've gotten to know her. It was filled with compliments that are too good for me. After a big hug, she asked about what she should do to the class to make it harder. It's true that the class was a little easy, but her perspective makes sense because she gossiped with me about a few people in the class, mentioned some names of people that shouldn't be in that class. I hadn't realized how much this annoyed her until then. Then we talked more about the previous week, asked about what I did. I pretty much told her what had gone on during the concert and what happened over the weekend while I walked her to class. I'm very glad I have the chance to talk to her in this casual fashion. I hope I can still keep in touch with her! C:

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The Italian final wasn't so hard at all. It was pretty much like a test, only this time there wasn't the dictation portion, like there usually is. Instead, we read a little passage and answered questions from it. It was different, but needed because I felt the dictation was only needed for when we needed to know how to spell the words, not when we are just past that stage. Everything else was a breeze. When I turned in the test, we both said our Ci vediamos and bid each other farewell!

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Mom picked me up from school, grabbed me a Taco Bell, and I fell right to sleep. XD

The Red Rings

Blog No. MALL: A Day of "Celebration"

And so begins the first day of finals.

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I arrived early to study for the Chemistry final with King and Susan Surrandon. I wasn't so worried about the tests once I looked at the answer keys to the previous four tests this semester. Susan Surrandon was a little worried, however, because of the current grade she was currently sitting on. I'm currently at a low "C" in that class, which basically means if I pretty much get anything above a "D" on the final, I'm set. With that knowledge, I had put my mind at ease. I basically spent my first hour of studying by doing my final lab work and the second hour looking at the answer keys.

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The final itself wasn't so hard. Of course we usually say this and end up having a lower grade than expected to show for it because of those darn stupid mistakes. In retrospect, the class is not so hard, but much rather it was because we came into this class with this loathing impression of the course from previous Chemistry classes. The Weissbart was a cool guy to talk to, especially now that we got him to call us Rabbiman and Susan Surrandon. So with this I say "So long!" to the Weissbart.

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After the Chemistry final, Taylor decided that we should have a "celebration" for today. I originally planned to catch up on my Italian homework at home, but I suppose not having anymore Chemistry again for the rest of my life is reason enough to put that on hold and celebrate! And so ensues the impromptu celebratory Denny's lunch.

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Taylor, Zack, and I met up with King, Susan Surrandon, and Phillip at the Denny's near Scandia. I ordered a french toast slam with hot chocolate. The hot chocolates are always good here, seeing as they usually make them extra chocolaty with extra whipped cream, not to mention unlimited refills and a few cents less than a soft drink. The only times I've ever came here was for after concert times, and whenever I had hot chocolate JT would usually engulf the whipped cream with his monstrous bear trap of a mouth and down all of my chocolate down his throat... So I was glad I actually enjoyed my hot chocolate. XD

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After Denny's, Taylor, Phillip, Susan Surrandon and I took a trip to the Roseville Galleria. This was my official second time I've ever been to the Roseville Galleria. Compared with the other malls I've been to, this one is a lot more impressive... It's sad thinking about it really. I now have more of a firm knowledge of a few different malls now. It's weird how I look back and think I avoided the malls when now I seem to go every other day...

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We pretty much walked in a circle around the mall, looking randomly at different things. We went to FYE, Gamestop, Hot Topic, Aeropostale (of course), and a few other clothing stores. I looked at a lot of shirts with Taylor, and a lot of posters at FYE, which mainly consisted of boobs, Edward Cullen, and the Jonas Brothers. He needed to look around for some Xmas gifts, so I kinda helped. Although, I couldn't help but try and look for myself in Hot Topic, seeing as everytime I go in there I always look for the checkerboarded stuff. XD

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When we stopped by the bathroom, we noticed that there were a bunch of uniquely painted tiles leading up to it. The tiles were made by school kids from around the year 2000. We saw a bunch of cats and stripes and scribbly lines everywhere. Then Taylor spotted a crudely drawn Pikachu, which then sparked the Pokemon hide and seek game. I believe we found 2 pokeballs, 3 Pikachus, and an Oddish. The Oddish seemed a little out of place, but I guess it works. Taylor was so happy that we found it, too.XD

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Taylor also needed to find some lip rings. Apparently, while he was being force fed some food, he had accidentally swallowed one of the balls off of one of the lip rings. He assured us that the piece of metal has passed through his system already... Anyway, we looked through a very limited supply of body jewelry at this little station in the middle of the mall. I suggested a pair of ruby red lip rings, seeing as he always seemed to wear red. I had also suggested the blue and silver striped ones, but Susan Surrandon said they were too gay, which I don't see why she said that seeing as the rings were meant for the gay guy... There were weird tye dye ones, ones with balls on the stars, and some that bent in different shapes that you kinda have to think about and wonder where they actually go... Taylor ended up with a plain pair of silver ones and the red ones I suggested for him.

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After Taylor had put on one of his lip rings, we ended up going by the JC Penny to look for bed sheet. This reminded me that I still needed to get bed sheets for my bed at Santa Cruz, so I sent a quick text to Kaylah to ask what size bed would I get. She replied, "Twin XL." A Twin XL? So I'm going from a Twin bed to a Twin XL? What a luxury! XD

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After everything was said and done, we decided to depart. Taylor took me all the way home after singing to a couple of tunes on the radio. The day trip was fun! Now if only I had time to do the Italian homework... XD

Santa Cruz Part VII: The Santa Cruz Quickie

Blog No. BLONDE: Winter Orientation

It's about time I returned to Santa Cruz. This time I'm here on official business. Winter Orientation is basically a time where the bigwigs of the University welcome the new transfer students and the one new freshman, as well as encourage the community atmosphere, answer any pending questions before the new quarter, and to enroll in classes.

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After the train and bus trip, Kaylah and Beth picked me up for a quick trip to the Capitola Mall. There, we pretty much walked around shopping for Xmas presents. Now I would explain in detail where we actually went, but I think that will give away some of the surprise.

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After the mall, we swung by a KFC/A&W to get root beer floats for our Toys R' Us journey. We went to Toys R' Us to try and get some possible gifts for our younger siblings. Kaylah got a soccer goal for her little brother. However, walking through the aisles, we found some of our old toy things. Kaylah found all the plastic food and plastic kitchenware. I found some musical instruments, like a small xylophone and small guitar. Look at us. The three of us are full grown adults... playing in Toys R' Us at midnight. XD

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When we got to their home, we pretty much spent most of the time pulling up SNL videos. Kaylah, Beth, and Terry are pretty obsessed with a few of those, like "Mother Lover" and "Like a Boss" which took me off guard the first time they showed me those videos. The reason they pulled them up was because our friend, Paul, had not seen them yet.

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The next morning, Kaylah drove me along the path of helium filled balloons, past the wonderful scenery, to Cowell college, where I signed in and grabbed some food. I had been to this dining hall before, back when Kaylah was a freshman on campus. Since then, they have remodeled the dining hall to the point where it looks like a shiny bistro. The atmosphere was very cool, and the food was simply delicious. The food is definitely a step up from the ARC cafeteria food. XD

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I was kind of nervous of the orientation because it usually meant that I had to meet new people. I'm not really the kind of person to meet new people. It was funny though, because I sat near some cute asian girls. I was given an assignment by Dustin to find some asian girls for him when he came down. The girls I sat with were very shy, too, and I pretty much just smiled the entire time. They talked amongst themselves more though, in their own language, which made if feel so much more awkward because they would look back at me a few times... So, let the stalking of cute asian girls begin! XD

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I sat through a few informative and funny speeches. Then afterward, all the transfer students seperate into the different fields of study, and then again for specific majors. Basically I walked up with the Social Sciences group, then branched off into the smaller Econ major oriented group. There, we went to a classroom where a few of the main teachers gave us a broad overview of the 3 main majors, Economics, Business Management Economics, and Global Economics, as well as discussed what opportunities are available to us and what we still need to do to start our core classes.

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After I asked more about the Global Economics program, I walked into a Humanities lecture hall, which was rather huge and very comfortable. There, two advisers gave us the skinny of what other resources are available on campus and what not. I jotted down some notes and wrote down a few numbers for future reference.

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At this point, we had a few options as to which seminar we could go to. What I did was I basically walked back to the dining hall, had lunch, then walked around to the various booths representing the different offices and clubs on campus and took a few papers and free stuff along the way. After, I started walking to the Stevenson computer lab to look and see if I could consult with people while I registered for some classes. Unfortunately, the line was atrociously long. So, I walked back to the dining hall, where it was pretty much empty now. I sat down at one of the tables and whipped out my sister's laptop, where I logged on to the UCSC portal and searched for classes. By the stroke of 2 pm, or our collective enrollment appointments, I had signed up for all three of my classes.

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Being all proud of myself, I took a leisurely walk around campus and ended up at the bookstore. There, I walked in to try to find something for my mom for Xmas. I ended up getting her and I a shirt. After I walked out of the store, I walked next door to take a picture for my ID card, which I will get the day I move in on campus... They are putting a LOT of things on one day...

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After, I was reminded that I should look at the Apple computers on sale on the second floor. Kaylah let me know about this sale, a regular Mac laptop and an All-in-One printer for $800, and I thought it would be a good time to look into it. When I got there, there was no one behind the counter, so I just played with the display computer for a few minutes. It basically reminded me of Kaylah's computer now. It was simple to use. However, I wanted my mom in on this decision so I decided to wait. So, after I bought some more stuff, (socks for Taka, boxers for Dustin), I walked across to the little restaurant.

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I called up Piper, telling her about the offer. I remembered she hated Macs, so I wanted to get her POV on this deal. I also texted Abril, seeing as she was a Mac lover, to get her POV as well. After calling Terry and asking when they were returning home, I went back into the bookstore, having remembered that I should get a onesie for Lennox and a pullover for Piper. The register lady was laughing at me, asking if I was a new transfer student. She was pretty cool. XD

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Bookstore---(Bus)---> Home

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Dan welcomed me in. I hadn't seen him the last couple of times I visited, even though he, too, lived at that apartment with them. Last time he saw me was back when they were first paying for the apartment, when Piper came to visit. He was still as proper and artistic as ever. He called my new haircut "almost Tim Burton like, but in a good way." I looked at a few of his cartoons, which were pretty good. Corey had arrived, too, from out of town, and she was still as random as ever. XD

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Just a few minutes after I got home, Terry and Beth arrived, too. We also decided to meet Kaylah at her work and go to dinner from there. By "meeting her at work" I mean walking from their house to just outside of downtown Santa Cruz at night. At least it worked up an apetite.

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Did I mention Red Robin? We drove to Red Robin from Gigi's Restaurant. There isn't a Red Robin in Santa Cruz. The closest one was in San Jose. So... we basically drove for an hour for burgers... Kaylah ordered a tower of onion rings, and for Beth a basket of mozerella sticks for our appetizers. The appetizers alone were very delicious. I ordered a "banzai burger" which was basically a teriyaki slathered meat with pineapple, lettuce, tomato, and mayo. It was AWESOME. The trip was definitely worth it!

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Now, Beth had "excused" herself to go to the bathroom. Little did we know, she actually told the Red Robin staff that it was "Kaylah's Birthday" which it was kind of true seeing as it was the first day of her new cake line at Gigi's. So, basically the waiters and waitresses gathered around our table and sang happy birthday to Kaylah, giving her a free sundae. Hooray for free ice cream! XD

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After Red Robin, we decided to go and see some Xmas light displays. There was a park that gets closed down during this time of year for this kind of thing, where cars are able to drive through the various displays at night. That's where we basically were for about an hour. All of the lights were really neat and inventive. There was a pirate ship that had a Xmas light cannon shooting off every few seconds. There was a section dedicated to festive dinosaurs as well, for some reason.

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After the drive home, we immediately fell asleep, after a six minute black out of course... Then Kaylah drove me to the bus stop at 6 AM, where I took an early bus back to Sacramento.

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Yes, though this trip was a quickie, it was a fun trip nonetheless. XD

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Surprise Blog: F12 Holiday Concert

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The Santa Cruz Quickie transitioned really well with the F12 concert, seeing as I came back early just for that.

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F12 is the band that Taka, King, and Yowty plays in for their church. Last time, Parkarr and I went to their concert and sat in for a sermon, where they talked about one of my favorite passages in the bible.

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This time around, F12 had their Xmas rally at the same place, where Parkarr, again, gave me a ride to.

I had left Lomo with Taka before I left, just so that I wouldn't worry about him while I went to Orientation.

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Lomo happened to be with a row of Mienh people in front. A couple of them turned around to get my attention and handed Lomo off to me. Some how they knew who I was. I only recognized one of the girls from a video Taka showed me of her French Mienh friends... At least I think that was her... XD;

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Parkarr and I pretty much stood the entire time they were up there. I had Lomo on my shoulders and helped him move around to the beat. After their set, there was another sermon. The lady pretty much compared Xmas gifts to the gift of worship, where she had her husband give her an empty Xmas box to prove the point that if you just left the gift unopened on a shelf, the gift given might as well not be there at all. Summarizing, she's basically telling us to utilize God's gift to us.

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Following that, F12 played a few more, holiday themed songs. They all had Xmas hats on, which reminded me that I need to find my old Xmas hat somewhere...

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After, Parkarr and I helped them break down the stage and set it back up for the following day. I finally met Chiam, or "Fake David" as I choose to call him. For some reason, everyone calls him David. He was pretty cool. The thing I most remembered about him was that he told me that, whenever I saw Taka, I need to pinch her cheeks, which was where he demonstrated how hard I should do so. XD

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Most of us had hit the McDonald's up the road, like last time. I paid for Parkarr's food, seeing as he was broke and had not eaten for 2 days. I just got my usual chicken nugget meal with a hot fudge sundae as dipping sauce. Lomo got stuck with nothing, again. And yeah... Taka, Parkarr, and I just pretty much got caught up in our conversation. It was good that I arrive back in Sacramento earlier than usual, for these small moments with newer friends that are about to run out...

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A good note to end on. C: