Lion Soup and Otter Water

School has begun!

Classes are good so far, although it's only the second day. Hopefully things remain good.

I spent my last week before school doing lots of brilliantly social things. Lots of hanging out. It's been great. Actually, I've spent a lot of my month before school doing that. Fun fact: last night was the third night in three weeks that I've spent the night in my own bed. I am a whore.

Well, no. Those nights weren't necessarily spent in other people's beds.

Some were.

Anyway, so I'm enjoying being a little socialite, and hope that I can maintain that. I've never spent a lot of time spending a lot of time with people, and I like it.

Meanwhile, I'm doing some things to try to figure out my semi-immediate future. We'll see how that goes.

Today I got some lunch and was hanging out outside the cafeteria where a taiko group from San Jose was performing. I sat right next to the stage to watch, and it was pretty neat. One of the guys on stage was actually one of the advanced folks involved with De Anza's karate, so I saw him last night and will see him again tomorrow. Their group is holding an open audition in October. Maybe a new pursuit? Maybe.

Speaking of karate, it's going again. Things are scarier now that I'm not a specifically-guided beginner, buuutttttt it's still good. I'm looking forward to this quarter.

So yeah. That's life right now. Peace Out.

Yup.

The final few days

School begins on Monday. Wooboy.

So I went with my mother down to Monterey and then up near Santa Rosa to visit with family and friends, as well as to check out a couple of schools. I ended up falling in love with Cal State Monterey Bay, and I'm applying there (applications open in like a week). Hopefully I can get in.

Twice I've been to the theater in the last week. While up north, we went to an annual production called Tapas, which is a series of new short plays by local playwrights. They were pretty good. Then, just a couple nights ago, I went to see Spring Awakening at the San Jose Rep. It's my favorite show, and they did a brilliant job with it. I was tearing up during most of the numbers, just because I was so excited to be there. Heh.

That show, and the dinner before it, was a gift to me from my great aunt and uncle for my birthday which you all missed last week. Assholes.

No, my birthday is actually two weeks from Monday. I've thrown around some ideas for what I'd like to do, but no solid plans yet. It'll turn out to be something badass, naturally.

Other than that, not a lot has been going on. I've been spending way too much time with Donald and Kyle (and Naamah and Marina). I'm cool like that. I've been trying to fix my sleep a little so I can get to class on time in a few days. I think I'll survive.

Heavy Rain is a beautiful fucking game.

Alright, then. Two more weeks.

I don't really know what all I can say. Stuff happened. I spent about five days hanging out at the apartment I discovered for the first time in the last post. That was chill.

I'm wasting my life right now.

My mother will be here tomorrow, and I'm hanging out with her for a while.

School is in two weeks.

Blargh.

Better Off Ted.