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woke up to a big comfy bed and a sleepy nat bat. i think sleeping in natalie's bed is my all time favorite. i wake up happy everytime. it always reminds me of the summer before senior year nat and i took p.e. together. i lived with her for a week or so while my ma was away. well i was at nat's because i finally received a cooking lesson with medi ryan(nat's mom)! it all started with the story of how medi learned and perfected the moroccan chicken recipe from super suppers haha. the three of us prepared and served moroccan fish and chicken, potatoes, some other chicken with lemon and olives, couscous, salad obv, forgetting the ressttt, just did this too and i can't remember-it was for a surprise party for a family friend. 13 people. i love my israeli family. afterward nat and i went to this space on main street in between the street and a parking garage with a massive dome and high ceilings. we sang for a few hours-choir songs, fun songs, any songs we could remember. the acoustics were incredible. some dumbass came stumbling over to us and sat on my lego chewbacca keychain, that faggot broke one of the legs off. i sat there staring at it. he was mumbling something to us, drunk, but all i could say was-you broke my keychain you can leave now. when he finally left he threw 3 dollars on the ground for me. it definitely won't replace anything.

contemplating not going to summer school, spending more time with josh, painting more, and working more so i can save. i really hate how school gets me down. i know a lot of my friends will be moving away and transferring to colleges farther away. that used to get me down too. once everyone moves away it will be easier to plan my one year stay in japan :] . hopehopehope.

this is the last time i will use lame since i recently vowed to cut it out of my vocabulary. this really fucking LAME customer came in today. she was huge, white and had a shrilly voice. blahblah she kept talking, her lame co-workers kept talking and there were 2o business convention people in line. they decided it would be in their best interest to stand off to the side at the front of the line to the register and talk, interrupting every single customer. ever single customer! and then finally once i had juggled conversations back n forth the huge white lady asks about closing hours. i told her 1 am weeknights 2am weekends and then she goes so far as to blurt out "wow i guess asians stay up really late!" in her shrilly voice that boomed over the heard of business convention attendees. i just sat there at the register staring at her for a few seconds. we were the only two white people in chaya. she decides THAT was the most opportune time to inquire some kind of response. i sware i hate white people. the best thing i could come up with was "well asian people aren't the only people who come here, just college kids in general." she then looked around at the room full of asian faces and brushed the entire thing off. her suit looked like it was about to pop off her body.

went into levi's bought jeans and stayed to close. i think i'll like it there.
marcia leaves for beijing tomorrow. i pray for a safe flight and a safe trip. should be dope living alone for 2 weeks. don't know how i'll sleep or anything.