My brother's girlfriend was part of the Cherry Blossom Festival in San Francisco a few weeks back. Cherry Blossom Festival is this competition between girls that compete to be the queen, which is basically a really cool Japanese-American girl. Its like an Asian Miss America thing.

After watching my brother's girlfriend on stage, we decided to go to this really good sushi restaurant down the street. It was an awesome meal. One of the best quality sushi I've ever had. It better be though because it was so fucking expensive. A roll was between $15-20/each, and we had like at least 10x plus beverages.

As I'm sitting on the toilet that night, I got up and looked down. There goes at least $100.

As a freshman in college, people expect you to be mature. You're 18 years old, living on your own. This may be a big step. Little do you know... the childhood still resides inside of you. Here's a funny observation I've made in college.

My professor is a freakin doofus, he tries to make the dumbest jokes but hes not funny and no one laughs. This is how my last lecture played out..

*Professor makes a stupid joke*
*No Laughter*
Professor: "If you take this atom and this other shit...."
"LOL!!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!!"
Me: "What'd he say?"
Person Next to Me: "HE SWORE! omg, so funny."


College students. Love it.

"More than anything, I wish I can be there with you."

I remember this summer was suppose to be the least academically stressful for me, and it was. Although this was the case, I had a lot of other things that stressed me out. I don't really want to go into detail about the things that stressed me out because ultimately when you talk about something too much, it makes it a bigger deal than it really is.

As these little things dwelled in the back of my head as I was doing all these exciting things during the summer, I saw genuine smiles on the faces of my friends. I dealt with it and eventually college came where things are playing out very nicely for me. I'm really enjoying my time here and I'm taking my time to be thankful for what I got.

I know that even though I'm having a great time with my life, that's not the case for everyone. This post is dedicated to those people that are not having an easy time right now in their lives. Keep your chin up. Don't run and hide. Stand up to those challenges in your face. We all go through the ups and downs. When things get really bad, just remember, the good things that lie ahead will be that much better.

I'm living in a triple in college and how it works is.. you can either have the top or bottom bunk or the top of a loft (a single bunk bed with your desk underneath). Ideally I wanted the bottom bunk because I toss and turn at night, coming from a king size bed back home, a lot. Unfortunately how things unwind, I turned out to be the last of both my roommates to move in. I got the top of the bunk bed. I thought to myself, "Oh well.. man up, don't bitch about it."

First night, I climb onto my bed which is quite the climb I must say, not as cake as it use to be to plop onto my giant bounce house bed back home. I lay down. I sleep on my side and look out and realize there is no fucking guard rail. great. I'm fucked. I look down from my bunk and I see a pleasant six foot drop. Day 1 sleeping situation sucked. I'm hug the wall the entire night. If you can't picture what I mean by hugging a wall, its fetal position tucked against the wall.... like a sad starving prisoner.


Two days later, my father brings me a guard rail form bed, bath, and beyond. Thanks Dad. Saved me.

What brings me to blog about my bed on Day 10 of college is I discovered something new. Aside from the six foot drop, no guard rail, and six foot climb. The ceiling is very close. This new discovery came from last night when I was happily smiling and getting tucked in for bed. My blanket is curled up at the bottom, so like most normal people in normal beds.. I kicked my blankets up to flatten the blanket. In addition to kicking my fucking blanket, I ended up kicking the ceiling. OUCH!

So picture this, my roommates are asleep.. its pitch black. You hear rustling on the top bunk getting in position to sleep and then *thunk* "FUCK!" *Whimper*

My right leg still hurts as I'm typing this right now.

Two quick short stories.

Last night as I was typing my last blog post, I was kind of scared to sleep so it was late at night. I'm in my room with my two roommates sleeping. I turned off all the lights and was just typing on my computer. Do do do.. "NICK!!!" my fuckin roommate screams his friend back home's name. abruptly. I almost piss myself. I was so scared.

Second story,

I went into my big lecture hall class and I figured itd be too hard to meet people. So I decide, what the hell, its college! I'll just sit next to a super hot girl that I can ask to "study" with me. HAHA. I scan the room to look for someone in the sea full of people. I found this girl, I walk across the room... felt kind of awkward, so I gave some breathing room. I sat a seat away from her. no eye contact. I think to myself.. "excellent" I set it up, in 30 minutes Ill go for the kill. Approximately a minute later... a giant ogre fat boy sits in the "breathing seat". Shit. Cockblock wall. Plan fail.

I am afraid of my subconscious.

Last night I had a nightmare. Let me tell you about my nightmares. They aren't the typical nightmares where its just a simple scary movie and I'm the star, who ever controls my nightmares knows exactly what will screw me up inside. Everything thats been bothering me was summed up in my dreams last night. It was overwhelming and I woke up very disoriented. Even the bad feeling my alarm clock gives me when I wake up was in my dream, so when I woke up.. it felt like I couldn't escape my nightmare.

My morning shower. I felt out of control. Locked in an imaginary box.
I don't like nightmares, they are the real deal. Nothing like what you see on TV.
I'm scared to sleep.

Coming to college and ending up where I am today made me feel fearless. Overcoming obstacles, taking them down one by one. The nightmare dealt me a sweet reality check.

you're cute.

through the ups and downs.

i smile and laugh to break the nervous tension..
i miss you.
you're more than just cute.