Perhaps my headache this morning was a warning.
I woke up late today and my head was pounding. It was pretty painful.
There wasn't much lunch in the dinning hall because of all the rushers.
I found practice rooms in the music hall but I felt like such a noob compared to the other people there, practicing hard for their major and what not.
I bought vanilla Italian soda, looked for a wallet, and browsed through some DS games.
I got my hair cut for $25. My hair is now about up to my shoulders.
I stopped by Moe's Book Store and Amoeba.
I went to Etty's, met some more of her floormates, then headed to dinner with her and Acy.
We went to La Val/La Burrita. Since I had gone yesterday with my suitemates, I wanted to show them the place.
They talked about certain people, about the past, about how the library should stay open longer.
I walked backed by myself, thinking about how many good camera shots I had missed that day.
The Dave Matthew's Band is playing for their second night at the Greek Theater. I can hear the cheering crowd and the guitar riffs jamming with the drums.
Yesterday, my suitemates and I watched "Vicky Christina Barcelona," had gelato, and found this awesome Half Price Book Store with cheap sheet music.
I bought Scott Joplin and Chris Tomlin sheet music, In Our Strange Garden for a dollar, and "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure."
With other suitemates, we played Mao until 3 am.
Yesterday was lots of fun.
I can't find the source of this strange feeling of dissatisfaction.
I think I might know what it is.
Maybe.
My roomate is staying at her family's tonight.
It's quiet in the room.
I wish Dave Matthew would shut the heck up.
[[EDIT]]
ah!
I feels better!
Going out for yogurt/ice cream, then getting free ice cream,
then visiting Mil's at Telegraph Commons,
walking back at 12 am,
listening to faint violin music from outside
(and not Dave Matthews).
-and of course, Shim.-
Huzzah.
I woke up late today and my head was pounding. It was pretty painful.
There wasn't much lunch in the dinning hall because of all the rushers.
I found practice rooms in the music hall but I felt like such a noob compared to the other people there, practicing hard for their major and what not.
I bought vanilla Italian soda, looked for a wallet, and browsed through some DS games.
I got my hair cut for $25. My hair is now about up to my shoulders.
I stopped by Moe's Book Store and Amoeba.
I went to Etty's, met some more of her floormates, then headed to dinner with her and Acy.
We went to La Val/La Burrita. Since I had gone yesterday with my suitemates, I wanted to show them the place.
They talked about certain people, about the past, about how the library should stay open longer.
I walked backed by myself, thinking about how many good camera shots I had missed that day.
The Dave Matthew's Band is playing for their second night at the Greek Theater. I can hear the cheering crowd and the guitar riffs jamming with the drums.
Yesterday, my suitemates and I watched "Vicky Christina Barcelona," had gelato, and found this awesome Half Price Book Store with cheap sheet music.
I bought Scott Joplin and Chris Tomlin sheet music, In Our Strange Garden for a dollar, and "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure."
With other suitemates, we played Mao until 3 am.
Yesterday was lots of fun.
I can't find the source of this strange feeling of dissatisfaction.
I think I might know what it is.
Maybe.
My roomate is staying at her family's tonight.
It's quiet in the room.
I wish Dave Matthew would shut the heck up.
[[EDIT]]
ah!
I feels better!
Going out for yogurt/ice cream, then getting free ice cream,
then visiting Mil's at Telegraph Commons,
walking back at 12 am,
listening to faint violin music from outside
(and not Dave Matthews).
-and of course, Shim.-
Huzzah.
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