SF
All I really eat now is Thai food cause it's the most inexpensive. The Thai restaurant below my building is called "Thai Stick", and for 7 bucks I get a pad thai that I split into two meals. My life is exciting.
I watched Silver Surfer today by myself at the downtown theater. Nice theater, lonely sitting alone. I felt so stupid. The movie, BTW, sucked. SPOILER: They win by showing the baddie that he can "do the right thing" and be nice. It's kinda like Barnie... or Dora the explorer... or something...
My roommate's name is Brad. He's been to Berkley, and some other schools transferring majors and stuff. He's white, tall, played in the US Open...? and raps. Yes. He mixes his own beats and sells them on myspace for 99 bucks a pop. I think he's sold two. I'm not a fan of hip hop, but he's actually really good. It took me a really long time to believe that it was his voice. Not to sound racist, but he sounds really really black when he raps... He did one about his ex-fiance. After that we started talking about girls and things spiraled out of control. He got really emo and he was drunk and went through a couple of cigarettes and started ranting about how much girls suck and how he hates girls that know they're good looking and think they can treat guys like shit because they're so desirable.
Braddo said that the other night around the corner, there's a coffee shop where a guy in a wheelchair capped two people with a machine gun. It was on the news and stuff. Sometimes I forget I'm in the city. Am I too trusting of people? I feel safer here than I did in streets of China. Should I? I check my back pocket every now and then to make sure my wallet is still there. I stay in the "good zones" away from the "crazies". I just don't wanna be caught in a drive by or something. I hear things at night. Gun shots... car accidents? The first night in the middle of the night I heard a loud BOOM followed by a "WHAT the FAAAAAAAACK".
Braddo was flipping through music earlier today. Hip-hop, hip-hop, something that sounded like Cake, hip-hop, rap, "I wanna beee with youuuuu.... if only for a niiiight", hip hop, hip hop...
I applied to Guess, did the group interview, got a call to do a final phone survey, now waiting for another call. I also submitted a resume and cover letter to like... 3 different places that pay about 15 an hour for administrative assistance, and one that is a manager for the SF Symphony gift shop.
Pin is coming soon. That'll be fun. I think. The guy's here in SF will LOVE pin. He's just their type.
I need a job. DEY TERK AR JAAAOOOOB
I watched Silver Surfer today by myself at the downtown theater. Nice theater, lonely sitting alone. I felt so stupid. The movie, BTW, sucked. SPOILER: They win by showing the baddie that he can "do the right thing" and be nice. It's kinda like Barnie... or Dora the explorer... or something...
My roommate's name is Brad. He's been to Berkley, and some other schools transferring majors and stuff. He's white, tall, played in the US Open...? and raps. Yes. He mixes his own beats and sells them on myspace for 99 bucks a pop. I think he's sold two. I'm not a fan of hip hop, but he's actually really good. It took me a really long time to believe that it was his voice. Not to sound racist, but he sounds really really black when he raps... He did one about his ex-fiance. After that we started talking about girls and things spiraled out of control. He got really emo and he was drunk and went through a couple of cigarettes and started ranting about how much girls suck and how he hates girls that know they're good looking and think they can treat guys like shit because they're so desirable.
Braddo said that the other night around the corner, there's a coffee shop where a guy in a wheelchair capped two people with a machine gun. It was on the news and stuff. Sometimes I forget I'm in the city. Am I too trusting of people? I feel safer here than I did in streets of China. Should I? I check my back pocket every now and then to make sure my wallet is still there. I stay in the "good zones" away from the "crazies". I just don't wanna be caught in a drive by or something. I hear things at night. Gun shots... car accidents? The first night in the middle of the night I heard a loud BOOM followed by a "WHAT the FAAAAAAAACK".
Braddo was flipping through music earlier today. Hip-hop, hip-hop, something that sounded like Cake, hip-hop, rap, "I wanna beee with youuuuu.... if only for a niiiight", hip hop, hip hop...
I applied to Guess, did the group interview, got a call to do a final phone survey, now waiting for another call. I also submitted a resume and cover letter to like... 3 different places that pay about 15 an hour for administrative assistance, and one that is a manager for the SF Symphony gift shop.
Pin is coming soon. That'll be fun. I think. The guy's here in SF will LOVE pin. He's just their type.
I need a job. DEY TERK AR JAAAOOOOB