Today's the first day of classes for this fall semester, and just like last semester, I have an 8AM class Mon-Thurs again. Only difference is instead of Korean, I'm taking Intro to Chinese for Advanced Beginners. Aiming for that ezpz A, I guess, and this class is being taught in simplified Chinese, so it's not like I know everything already. I got to class 15 minutes early, so I was one of the first people there. I sat there, waiting for people to show up and for class to begin. There was a total of about 15 people in the class, half guys half girls I think? Anyway, a girl walked in and sat next to me. She introduced herself as Stephanie when we all had to take turns with introductions. There were two white guys and the rest were Asians -- mostly Cantonese speaking kids, a few Mandarin and one FJ. When the class ended, everyone stuck around because the professor asked us to individually meet with her briefly. Stephanie asked me a question about the textbook, and FOR SOME REASON, I decided to make small talk with her after answering her question. I usually keep to myself and shit, but I decided to make a friend today. Perhaps it is to confirm that I am not a socially awkward/shy person who can't make friends and that I am just a stuck-up bitch who doesn't talk to others unless she feels like it.  Stephanie and I got along pretty well, and we went from waiting for each other after class ended to grabbing lunch together. I even visited her dorm and met one of her roommates. We talked about a variety of different things, and I found that we have quite a few things in common. Apparently all the guys in our Chinese class are cute (according to Stephanie, anyway). I didn't really pay attention to any of them, just glanced at them as they were introducing themselves. There was this one guy who sat across from me that I paid a little bit more attention to, but that's cause he reminded me of Brian, ahaha. Then after lunch, she asked me if I wanted to go to the gym with her tonight and grab dinner, and I said sure. We parted ways at around 1:30 cause I had another class at 2. 

My second class of the day was Intro to Computer Programming, which had a class size of 55 students. It's a small lecture hall, and the professor was relatively young. He seemed to be pretty chill and whatnot, but 2PM classes, yo. Right after I had a filling lunch. I found myself nodding off to sleep within 20 minutes of the class LOL :[ There was a black girl who sat on my left and a white guy who sat on my right, both of whom probably saw me sleeping... /SIGH And the black girl kept trying to initiate conversation with me, but I ignored her because she's blac-- JK (sorta) idk why I ignored her. I think computer programming is fun to learn, but also more challenging. I hope I don't fall behind in that class.  After class I went to the computer lab to print out syllabuses for my classes and then to the bookstore to rent textbooks. Then I went home cause it was humid as fuck and I was sweating balls, so I figured I should take a quick shower before heading back out to go to the gym. But after my shower, I have a missed call from Stephanie, and I still can't call her back. I'm in my PJs and comfortable as hell right now. Plus it's raining, so I think I will go to the gym with Stephanie tomorrow instead. I think this girl will make good company this semester. She will be my workout and study buddy. Cheers to me making a new friend!

Brian came back into my life. As a friend at first, but eventually, he made it clear that he wanted to date again. After the whole ordeal from last time, I can't trust him with my feelings anymore, but for a guy who never made any effort to talk to me last year, this time he genuinely seemed to want to talk to me and whatnot. I don't even remember how, but we somehow mentioned me visiting Toronto again, and he asked me to go forreal if Jason is going to visit Cozy. That didn't work out though cause Cozy would be too bz to spend time with Jason, so then we planned a trip to Orlando together. That didn't go so well with my parents either, so he ended up planning a trip to come visit me in NY instead. He made it happen even though he had to get his passport and everything done in a little over a month, which says a lot about him cause he's prob the laziest motherfucker I know. So I decided to give him another chance. He arrived to Port Authority after a 11/12 hour bus-ride with a dozen roses (that he bought from Canada) in his hand. I melted a little, haha. It's the first time I ever got flowers from a guy. We spent all of last week together, sometimes alone, and sometimes with Peter Jason and Caffy. Went shopping, kayaking, eating, playing pool, etc. Everything seemed so surreal. Sometimes I'll find myself staring at him or squeezing his hands to make sure that I'm not dreaming. Just like last year, the time spent with him was the best time I had all summer. 

But with good times, there must always be bad times. I wasn't sure if I should actually get into a relationship with him because everything might be good and all before he came to NY and during his stay, but the real test begins after he leaves. What if he starts to neglect me after going back again? I don't mean to sound like an insecure little bitch, but that's pretty much what happened last year, and I sure as hell don't want to go through that again. Last night we got into an argument (I think that's what it is). When he was here in NY he only bought a souvenir for a girl named Jenny, and I even helped him pick it out for her. I didn't think much of it because I figured she's probably a friend of his from Canada, but last night I found out that she's his online gaming friend who lives in Texas. When I asked him how he knew a girl from Texas, he asked me if I was his mom. That hurt. No, I'm not your mom, but I thought I was your girlfriend. Maybe I thought wrong. If you have nothing to hide, then why are you getting so damn defensive? And I know, I know, stop being jealous over something so small, Jessica, maybe he just thinks of her as a friend and nothing else. But when I think about all the times that I've mailed him shit and how he always used the excuse "I'm too lazy" to mail me back, it pisses me off because he's willing to buy, bring back and then mail something to this girl. Shit he's never done for me. And to think I helped him do it too makes me fucking sick. Who knows, maybe they call and text each other regularly too.

Shit, see? Look at me be all ugly and jealous here. Another con of being in a relationship. I hate feeling like this, but I can't help it. Probably cause I actually like and care about this guy. When I get angry, that fucking faggot doesn't even do anything to reassure me. I already don't trust him as it is, and he's not doing anything to help me to, either. When I push him away, he makes no effort to grab onto me and hold me close. Am I supposed to still assume that he likes me as much as he claims he does? What should I do, judge a person based on their words or their actions? Am I being jealous over something stupid? I'm being a fucking hypocrite. I told myself that I won't get too serious about this relationship. Does this count? lol I don't even know anymore. Maybe I should just stop caring. 

Yesterday was crazy. I hung out with Olivia and Ying after I tutored Katrina. We went to a Viet restaurant to eat because it was 4PM and I didn't eat breakfast or lunch yet. Olivia went to the bathroom to pour a mixed drink for me to try into a water bottle. Absolute Vodka mixed with cranberry juice. It tasted good, thanks to the juice. After eating, we went to Olivia's to play games and just hang out (while drinking). Ended up playing Pictionary, and the loser of that round of drawing had to take a long sip out of our huge cups of mixed drinks. Ying kept losing and then out of nowhere she was like "Fuck this, I'd rather just take a shot for losing", which hyped Olivia up. Olivia took out her shot glass and poured Ying a shot of vodka. Ying pretty much choked on that shit and gulped down her mixed drink as chaser. Like, 2 minutes after, she got super red in the face and started speaking gibberish. Seeing how fucked up Ying was from just 1 shot, Olivia wanted me to take one too. I didn't want to do a full shot all at once because it looked like too much for one gulp, so I split it in half. Took 2 half shots, a few minutes apart, while chasing it with the mixed drink. By then, I finished my mixed drink, which contained roughly another shot and half a cup of cranberry juice, so total of about 2 shots right there. Olivia expected me to end up like Ying, but I felt fine. Just felt the alcohol going down my stomach, but other than that I was good. I felt hungry too, so I asked for a peanut butter sandwich. Ying could barely walk straight without trying very hard, and I still felt fine. Olivia insisted that I take another shot, so I did. We went to the living room after mixing me another drink. Olivia turned on NetFlix on the TV and was about to put on some stand up comedy. Five minutes and another glass of mixed drink later (~4 shots), I started to feel the alcohol taking effect. Everything was kind of spinning and slow. The weird thing is, I found everything funny when I was buzzed/tipsy. Kept laughing hysterically at pretty much nothing. LOL It seemed more like I was high than buzzed, but I felt so good!

I got invited to my brother's friend Leo's birthday party earlier in the day, and was told to bring my friends along too. Right after I started feeling buzzed, I got a text from them and was told to go to XO to eat dinner with them. I said ok because we felt like it would be hilarious to crash the party all tipsy and shit, but we didn't move for a good 20 minutes. My brother called me and asked me where the fuck I was at, and I started talking, but laughing at the same time. Olivia shouted out on the side that I was drunk and my brother was like "wtf you're drunk? Get your ass here now" LOL then I told him to call our parents to tell them we're not coming home for dinner because I felt like I might slip up and they'll realize that I'm fucked up. So the three of us stumbled around and made our way to the restaurant while laughing our asses off. It looked like it was about to rain, so we stopped by BJ 99 and Ying shoplifted an umbrella from the 99 cent store right in front of a security camera LOLOL. Such a messy job when drunk! But we got away with it, so whatevs. When we got to the restaurant, I collapsed into a chair and wished Leo a happy birthday while giggling like mad. My brother, his girlfriend, JJM and his gf and Leo were all staring at me and laughing cause I probably looked and sounded ridiculous. It was funny. I kept saying nonsensical things and everyone was pretty much just laughing at me. Seeing me and my friends all fucked up, my brother's friends opened up their own bottle of vodka and poured drinks for themselves too. Think my brother was kinda tipsy at one point too, because his head was in his girlfriend's lap and she didn't look too happy. I apologized to her for being so fucked up and then my brother said sorry too. He said he probably can't take me home anymore cause he was pretty tipsy too, so I told her that she needs to take us both home lmfao. After dinner, JJM passed around cake and we (Olivia, Yng and I) decided to just share 1. I broke my fork while eating cause I bent it backwards and it snapped in half. It was plastic, ofc. Ying and Olivia were like wtf why'd you break it? I was like wtf? Isn't it just supposed to bend? So I tried it again when they weren't and it broke off even more. I thought they wouldn't notice, but they did and called me out on it. "Did that fork get even shorter?" LOL FFS how'd they know?? :[ After a few hours the alcohol started to wear off and I felt less dizzy. Olivia had work early, so we left first at 9:30ish and walked back to her place. I started sobering up already, so I took another shot before leaving, but there was no effect. owell. No hangover, didn't feel sick. GREAT DAY. 

Went to the Museum of Natural History today with Caffy, Pete & Caffy's dad. We were supposed to meet up in front of the museum by 9:30AM, but shit was too early. I woke up at 8:30, but didn't get out of bed til 9, and then my mom made me eat breakfast at home, which gave me a stomach ache, so I had to take a shit first. As a result, I got to the museum at 11 instead. I think tourists are so easy to take money from lol. Everyone was lining up at the entrance of the museum to buy admission tickets, but little do they know that those are just the suggested prices, meaning you don't really have to pay that much if you don't want to. Yes, it means that you can pay as much or as little as you'd like, and they'd still let you inside. While all those dumbasses were lining up to spend money that they didn't have to spend, I just slipped past the line and waltzed right in to get my bag checked, OHOHOH.

Friggin museum so huge. Walked so much today, it was so tiring. After 3 hours of walking, my back started hurting so much that I basically sank into any bench that I could see while waiting for Caffy's dad to take pictures of stuff. Throughout the entire trip, Caffy and I were making mad obnoxious comments and laughing at dumb shit, not taking history srsly. She kept making video-game references. For example, whenever we saw bows and arrows, she'd go "omg demon hunter!!" (from Diablo 3). When we got to the African Peoples exhibit, she pointed at a mannequin of a tribal African man and said it was a witch doctor (also from Diablo 3), LOL. o silly Caffy. Another thing that happened throughout the entire trip was me being a bully to Peter. Pretty much kept randomly telling him to stfu, pushing him around, and grabbing his head to try and slam it against the glass on the displays LOLOL. Yayaya I'm such a dick, I know.

We finally left the museum at around 4PM and went to look for food because we were all starved. We decided to eat at ShakeShack because it was across the street and we were too lazy/hungry/tired to look for another place. It was my second time eating there. Good food. Expensive, but good. And then on the train home, we saw some weird people. There was a woman who was sleeping with a hotdog in her hand (on her lap), just out in the open. Caffy was like "Imagine a homeless person gets on and gets on all fours and just starts eating her hotdog from her hand" LOL. NYC subways, yo. Always have some weird or crazy shit going on in them, haha.

OKOK SO. It's summer and well, I guess that's when animals are in heat. Literally and figuratively? Dunno. I was on my way to work early this morning and I came across a pigeon, which is totally normal cause there are 239487285 of those things in NYC, but I particularly took notice of this one because he was in a weird position, standing on top of something. I looked more carefully and realized that he was standing on top of another pigeon, and that's when it hit me. These niggas are mating! I was going to take a picture, but there were two Asian men standing about 5 feet away, smoking and staring as well, so I didn't. LOL It's funny because I've always wondered how certain animals reproduce, especially the ones that have bodies that are shaped weirdly, like turtles, but I never bothered to look it up. I found out how turtles mate through my nigga Calvin, who sent me this hilarious video. Anyway, ya I felt like this is something I'll want to remember, so I decided to blog about it.

Went to my first concert ever this morning. It was a free Maroon 5 concert @ Rockefeller Center's Today Show. I saw it on AM New York yesterday, actually. It's funny cause I never read that shit anymore, but I was at work early and there was a copy lying around, so I decided to flip through while I ate breakfast. Because Ying was so in love with their latest hit song Payphone, I immediately thought of her and told her about it. I wasn't even thinking about going because the concert starts at 6AM and I'm still working the next day (today), but she tempted me into going. I figured it's summer and I've never been to a concert before and it's FREE, so I might as well just do it for fun. I went to bed at 10PM (earliest I've been to bed, since idk, middle school? LOL) and woke up at 2AM to shower and whatnot. Called Ying at 2:45, but this bitch was all "omggg 30 more mins plssss" when she was the one who suggested that we start going at 3. Procrastinated, ended up getting there by 4AM. The line was already 3 blocks long, filled with mostly white girls camping out on 5th ave with their "I ♥ Adam Levine" posters and t-shirts while listening to Maroon 5 songs all day errday. Seeing the longass line, I got flashbacks of the terrible experience I had with Olivia during Black Friday one year. We were at the end of the 3rd block, just sitting on the sidewalk. There's a garbage can at the corner of ever block, so at around 4:30-ish a garbage truck came and some guy emptied out the trash can, causing a huge roach to crawl out. Everyone was sitting down on the floor, but once they saw it, everyone got up and started screaming. LOL fucking white girls, ahaha. Jk, not only white girls are wimps. Ying is one too. She was freaking out in the subway station over a mouse that was over 30 feet away. -_-

Throughout the first hour of sitting down and chatting with Ying, I noticed lightning flashing in the sky, so around maybe 5AM the line started moving a bit, then it started pouring. 80% of the fangirls were camping, so they didn't bother to check the weather before heading out, probs, but ofc, I was smart enough to bring one so I didn't get soaked. Suddenly the line started moving up a lot, and people were walking so slowly that Ying just ran ahead and started screaming "LET'S JUST RUN", which caused a chain reaction. EVERYONE started running and skipping ahead of others. Made me feel kinda bad for the people who camped out there for over 5 hours. After maybe 20 mins of pouring rain, the sky cleared up a bit, but it kept randomly raining and stopping. Weather.com DID say there would be isolated thunderstorms, so I guess it's not always fucking with me. I wore converses, so my shoes were soaked. It felt so gross. People also threw garbage, leftover food, and food packaging onto the ground, which melted from the rain, so it was even more gross stepping on that shit. I felt bad for people wearing sandals. Ok to make a long story short, the stage was too small, there were too many people for us to see, and the singing (ofc) isn't as good in person. Basically couldn't rly see Maroon 5, but could hear Adam singing. Point of a concert is to see them rather than listen, but I expected this to happen, since it's a free concert and we only started going 2 hours before it began. I mean, I wasn't that disappointed cause I'm not a die-hard Maroon 5 fangirl. I just like their songs, so whatever. It was a fun and tiring experience. I felt so alive when it was pouring and we were all running. If anything, I think the whole process of camping was more fun than actually listening to Maroon 5 play live. After a few songs, Ying and I left to go grab breakfast before I had to go to work. Worked 8 hour shift at the clinic, and then 2 hours tutoring some kid right after that. That's 10 hours of work, running on 4 hours of sleep. Damn, I'm good. k I just finished stuffing my face with pizza. Time to pass out.

Edit:

Almost forgot that I saw this sign as I was leaving the concert. LOL It made my day. Hands down, best poster I saw all morning.

Saturday

Con. Wanted to play badminton, but Jason was at his cousin's so he didn't want to pick me up. I took the train. Pro. Subway fare isn't super expensive. Con. Got a sudden panic attack? on the train. Dunno what it was, but I was just drinking cold water on an empty stomach on a super hot and crowded train, all sweaty as fuck, when out of nowhere I started getting chills and cold sweat. Felt nauseous and sick to my stomach. Next thing I knew, I was retching and about to throw up all over the train. Pro. Managed to force myself not to throw up and got off on the next stop (New Utrech Ave) and called Jason to pick me up. Con. Still felt like shit. Pro. We (Jason, Sylvia and I) played badminton for a bit. Con. Sylvia had to go tutor some kid for 2 hours, so Jason and I went around looking for a frisbee. Pro. Found one. Con. Shit was fucking $5. Pro. Free dinner. Con. Had to babysit kids at a park crowded with kids. Pro. Found a spot in the place to safely toss a frisbee without cracking some kid's skull (although I wouldn't really care... ...) Con. Some stupid kids started coming over and asking to play with us. Con. Sylvia's too nice to say no, and next thing we knew, 3 other kids came over to play. Con. Again. One of the kids is a show off douchey Asian kid who catches the frisbee with one hand to make Jason's nephews look bad and is probably a ball hog when he plays basketball cause he wouldn't stfu and kept screaming "I'M OPEN, TOSS IT OVER HERE". Another mother-fucking con. Douchey Asian's friend joins and then when he tried to throw it hard to his friend, the BRAND NEW FRISBEE THAT I SPENT $5 ON (not cheap yo) AND BARELY EVEN GOT TO PLAY FLEW OVER THE DAMN FENCE. Jason was at the 99 cent store across the street trying to find a smaller frisbee so that it won't hurt when little kids get hit with it. Douchey Asian kid runs off when he realizes that he lost our frisbee. Pro. One of the kids who joined our game offered to get it. Con. He was too young and it was dangerous for him to climb such a high fence. :[ Appreciate the effort tho. MAD PRO, YO. Just when Douchey Asian kid was about to leave, I spotted him. With his parents...SO I did the worst thing that I could think of to him that didn't involve getting my ass sent off to juvy and tattled on him to his parents. EHEHEHEHE. Well, technically, I just stopped them from leaving and asked if he's gonna pay for my brand new frisbee that he lost. Nigga tried to feign ignorance and was all "what frisbee?" and I was like "nigga, the one you lost, like 5 mins ago". And then he's all "ohhh I thought the other kid got it back for you" and I was like "nop. so you gonna pay or." And then his dad realizes there's something wrong and asked him in Chinese "what's going on? What the problem is?" and he had to tell his dad that he lost our frisbee and his dad yelled at him in Chinese, saying "WHY THE HELL DID YOU PLAY WITH OTHER PEOPLE'S THINGS? LOOK WHAT YOU DID, YOU BRAT." LOLS. I enjoyed that so much. Took me a lot to not laugh out loud at him. Fuck kids yo. Anyway, his dad climbed the fence and got my frisbee back. YEEE. TAKE THAT, DOUCHEY ASIAN KID. That'll teach you not to be such a fag. 

Sunday

Pro. I hung out with an old friend Jimson, who I met in elementary school... 2nd grade? Yeah, somewhere around there. Con. I had work that day, so we had to meet up after I got off work. Pro. We were going to watch a movie with Joseph Ng, who works at Uniqlo on 34th street. Con. That nigga gets off work at 9PM so we had mad time to kill. Pro. Jimson suggested we kill time by walking to 34th from Canal. Con. Shit was mad tiring. Pro. We stopped by a Shake Shack along the way and I tried it for the first time, Jimson's treat. Mad good. Con. It was way out in the wilderness, so that squirrels and birds all over the damn place, so we were in danger of being mobbed/shit on. Pro. Finally reached 34th street and we had time to shop around. Con. Finished shopping, but it was only 8PM. Pro. I decided to wander into a H&M and shoplifted a tank top. Con. Was 9PM already, but stupid Joseph still not off yet, so we had to sit on a bench outside waiting for him like hobos. Pro. He came out just in time for us to walk over to movie theatre and watch 9:45 showing of Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter. Movie wasn't bad. Was exactly what I thought it would be about -- Abe Lincoln killing vampires, so it's not like I got tricked by the previews, I guess, haha. Con. It was mad late and I was hungry. Pro. Felt good being out late. They also walked me home, how nice. Before they did though, we stopped by Jimson's place at around midnight so he could drop off one of his phones (dunno why a nigga needs 2) so he wouldn't get robbed in my ghettoass neighborhood. I got to pet Autumn, his fat orange cat. Mad cuteeeeeeeee! 

Monday

Pro. Didn't have to work. Con. Thunderstorm all day. Pro. Slept all day.

Tuesday

Pro. Woke up early and spent most of morning with parents. Con. Went to get new glasses and ordered another year's supply of contacts and spent mad munnies. :[ Also, my left eye was reddish. Pro. Eyes didn't get that much worse, over the course of 2 years. Then Jimson texted saying he needed my company. Con. Could only spend a little over an hour with him cause I had to tutor Katrina, but she was so stupid that I almost rage quit my job. Pro. My decent self-control kept me from striking her :> Con. But when I left, I was in a shitty mood. Another con. My left eye got more red than in the morning. Pro. Slept early and had a lot of funny/weird dreams.

Today

Con. Had to wake up at 6AM for work. Pro. Didn't fall asleep at work. Con. Eye didn't get any better. Pro. Worked at a clinic, so get medical hook-ups and got to see doctor/get medicine for free. Also get to skip long waiting lines, ohoho. Con. Eye doctor said I have eye infection, so she prescribed some eye drops for me. Pro. Someone bought free donuts from Dunkin' Donuts for us, yeeee! Con. This coming week's gonna be torture. Working mad days, @ the clinic then tutoring stupid Katrina right after. Pro. Earn mad munnies. Pro again, ohoho. Read AMNY today cause Rosanna (coworker) brought it in and I had nothing to do while eating breakfast. Discovered free concert tomorrow morning at 6AM @ Rockefeller Center. Gonna go with Ying. Hope it doesn't suck and not gonna be crazy jam packed. Con. Wake up mad early to go, and then rush to work for 8 hours at the clinic right after, or maybe even in the middle of concert, since idk how long it'll last for. Anyway, it's 10PM already. Gotta get some shuteye for long day tmrw. Goodnight nigs. 

I think lately I've been pretty... irritable. I've been rather short tempered, impatient and bitchy toward some people recently, when they didn't deserve any of that. So if you're reading this, I'm sorry. I'd say that maybe it's the heat (cause I get pissed easily when it's hot), but I'm probably just looking for an excuse. Dunno, but when I think about how I'm literally doing nothing but working all summer (I'm barely even hanging out with friends in the city) and how next summer I'm going to take classes, I feel so desperate to go somewhere and do something. It's like I just realized that I'm in a pool (I can't swim) and now I'm flailing around helplessly trying to stay afloat before I drown. And it's frustrating to think about how certain conditions must be met in order for me to even have a summer get-away. And I feel like even if a miracle happens and it does happen, it probably won't be anything like what I'll expect it to be. That's how it always is. /sigh I suppose I'd better not have great expectations for this summer.

I swear, sometimes I do it to myself on purpose. I tell myself that I don't care anymore. I got over it. But when I opened my mailbox today, it's clear that I'm not. I can't believe I was naive enough to even think that. To even hope it was something from him. I set myself up for disappointment again. I'm so fucking retarded. Shit. Time to work harder.

Edit: (an hour later)

Okay, so not everything is as bad. After taking an hour long shower, I realized this weekend was actually pretty good. I hung out with Olivia, whom I haven't seen since probs January? And before that, on Thursday (I think?) I had a long ass, deep meaningful conversation with Ying. It was kind of like a girl talk, but not all that girly because it was also deep and honest. Lots and lots of honesty. Ugh, that bitch knows all my dirty secrets now. Does that mean I need to be nicer to her now, so she won't expose them all? lmfao jk Ying-a-ling. I trust you! 

Anyway, back to hanging out with Olivia. We played some frisbee & badminton on Saturday and then I went over to her place yesterday after work to bake brownies and just talk about shit y'know? Have lots of catching up to do. We went to PathMark to buy brownie mix and picked up some other shit along the way too, like beer. Olivia offered me a beer when we got back to her place, and I took it because, well why not? Even if I did pass out after one beer, it's a safe environment. It was a Corona Light, with two pieces of lime in it. The lime helped, but it pretty much still tasted like ass. I drank about half of it before giving it back to Olivia. Ugh, so goddamn bitter. I remember Rikky telling me that he used to drink a beer every night with or after dinner. Don't get how he does it. Took me a lot of willpower just to swallow and not throw it back up every time I took a sip LOL. -_-

I ended up eating dinner at Olivia's and over dinner Olivia, Regina (Olivia's sister) and I just talked about a bunch of random shit too. I love how I can talk about pretty much anything with them and they won't be grossed out. Sometimes I feel like they're my sisters. I feel like there are so few people out there who are able to handle talking to me without being disgusted with what I have to say. I like talking about weird nasty things. It's funny. I hate when people are so easily disgusted and go "eww what the fuck is wrong with you, Jessica??" NOTHING, THAT'S WHAT. Nothing is wrong with me. What's wrong with you? Why are you such a fucking partypooper, man? Yeah, it was nice at Olivia's, so I spontaneously decided to sleep over there. It's pretty much going to be my third get-away home, in addition to my Uncle's house and Jason's house in Brooklyn.

Recently I've been hanging out with Caffy a lot on the weekends. Last Saturday I met up with Dennis in the morning to grab breakfast and I had a fruit salad, which consisted of blueberries, strawberries and bananas. I knew that if I ate bananas, I'd get mosquito bites. Don't ask me why or how, but that's just how it is. And sure enough, I got mosquito bites the next day when I slept over at my cousin's. Anyway, after grabbing breakfast, we went over to Color Me Mine so I can paint another vase for my godmother (she broke the last one I made her..accident ofc /sigh). At around 2-ish Jason, Sylvia and Caffy came. We invited Peter too, but that faggot was like "ohhh I don't feel like coming out". I bet he was just staying home to play Diablo 3, that loser. Jason painted a cup for Cozy (typical), Caffy painted a mug for her dad for Father's Day, and Sylvia painted a cereal bowl for her friend. The next day, Caffy came out to ChinaTown after I got off work and we walked around Broadway/SoHo area. Then we went back to my place to pick up my clothes so I could sleep over at my cousin's and hang out with Caffy the next day. On Monday (Memorial Day) we (Caffy, Peter, Theresa, Nila, Alex, Caffy's dad & I) went to Owl's Head Park to draw with sidewalk chalk, but there were so many fucking beaners with their 928375985 beaner kids there. Stupid beaner kids kept stepping on our artwork. After a dare (sorta) to write something mean about beaners on the floor with chalk, Caffy did it. She wrote in big letters "Fuck you beaners" and started drawing beans around the words LOLLL. Then some beaner kid brought his dad over and his dad was like "ayy mami, that's not nice", but Caffy ignored them and continued to draw HAHA. What a BAMF. :>  We got sick of the dumb beaner kids, so we went to a 99 cent store to buy water guns and water balloons, but they didn't have big water guns, so we only bought a pack of water balloons. We went further up a hill to another side of the park where there were less beaners and played catch with water balloons. Nila kept popping the balloons as she tried to pick them up, and when she successfully picked one up, she would launch it at Caffy right away, haha. When we were about to leave, I was the only one who was dry and Caffy was soaking wet, but it's k cause she lived like, 5 mins away from the park. As we were leaving, friggin' Nila pulled a fast one on me and wet me. T_T Then we went back to Caffy's place and I used her super cool shower to clean myself. oya while I was in the shower, there was steam on the wall, so I wrote "I'm playing Swapples, F2". LOLL

Yesterday, I went with Caffy back to Color Me Mine to pick up her cup and then we walked down SoHo again. Kingsley tagged along because he texted me before I left home and we met up. Since he had nothing better to do until 1, he followed us around. Caffy and I spent over $100 at Pearl Paint buying acrylic paint, watercolor paint, brushes, canvases and palettes. Art supplies are wayy expensive, yo! We went back to her place to paint. I'm mad slow with the whole painting process and on top of that, I was trying to draw something that I don't ever draw, so I ended up sketching it on the canvas and then outlining it with a sharpie. Took too long to draw it, so I didn't want to risk messing it up by attempting to paint it, when I have no idea how to paint shit well. Maybe next time, with a little more practice. :[ In the time that it took me to draw that one thing and outline, Caffy fucking painted on 2 canvases already. What a pro.. /cry Today I skipped work and went to Caffy's mad early in the morning with the intention of painting again, but instead we decided to go to Theresa's (Caffy's sister-in-law) work place, an arcade for little kids, to play. While we waited for Theresa to wake up, we played Swapples for a bit. Then Caffy suddenly remembered and confronted me about the writing on her shower wall. Apparently she saw it later on that night when she took a shower. LOLOL. Surprisingly, the arcade is right next to the pool place that I used to go to with Olivia on 7th and 61st. It's kinda of like a Chuck E. Cheese, but smaller and full of Asian kids only. There were lots of blow-up playgrounds and arcade games. Caffy and I were the oldest kids in there, HAHA. And because Theresa worked there, we got mad free tokens, so ofc we took advantage of that and went to play DDR in the far right corner. Best things about having a DDR machine at a children's arcade are that they don't know how to play and they're too young for me to care making a fool out of myself in front of. Sure enough, once we started playing, a bunch of little girls started crowding around us, staring. I was on novice mode and I still sucked balls LOL. I'm really bad at DDR, sry... Nila wanted to play with a bunch of older girls (by a year or two?), but they didn't want to play with Nila (prob cause she's cuter than any of them) and started to pick on her. Poor Nila :[ When they were bullying her, Caffy came over and glared at them. Pretty intimidating LOL. Afterwards, we went to Fei Long supermarket to grab food. Theresa introduced us to this chicken teriyaki place there that's mad cheap & tastes "banging", as she puts it. Not gonna lie, was pretty good. Nila's weird cause she likes to eat things separately, like ONLY rice and no sauce. If there's sauce on the rice, she refuses to eat it, wtf. And here I thought I was a picky eater.