A few days ago I had this dream in which I won a radio contest. It was like one of those dealios where you call in and you're caller number whatever. Anyways, it turns out I was invited to the studio to meet Hoobastank. In real life, I don't particularly like this band or anything, but they've got some catchy tunes. Back in the dream, it was a few days later and I was in the studio of the radio station with some other winners of the same contest. We had finished talking to the band and they'd left and I was talking to some of the people who were there and there was this really hot girl that I was talking to. She and I kept saying "I want to goto so and so concert!" And the other person would be like "Me too!" And then I'd say something like "Well, I don't like this song very much." And she'd say "I hate that song!" And it was like we were exactly the same, except she was really hot. That was a pretty cool dream but then I had to goto class, in real life, and that wasn't as cool.

Today I missed my class because I overslept. I heard my alarm and basically ignored it. This quarter, despite taking only three classes, I'm doing worse than ever. I found out that I had finished nearly all of my requirements for graduation except for two history classes and my foreign language requirement but I'm still short the required number of units to graduate and basically I'd be just filling it in with any classes I want to take, just to fulfill the unit requirements.

A few weeks back I watched L'Auberge Espnaol. Its a movie about a French student who goes to Spain to study abroad for a year. Anyways, long story short, it made me really want to study abroad. I mean I've been thinking about it since Freshman year, and probably before, but I got motivated because of it and I seriously looked into it. Unfortunately, my dreams may have been shattered by what my counselor told me about graduating and fulfilling my language requirement. I slacked off on taking a foreign language and with the technicalities of it all, I screwed myself over and now the likelihood of me going abroad fade quickly. But I so want to break out of the norm and just experience new things.

As far as breaking out of the norm, I think thats why I still work at Disneyland. I have to drive home every weekend but I love it because it gives me a chance to see people be happy, especially the guests. Its a cheap thrill, to be sure, but I like what it represents. I think its a combination of my own ability to sort of block everything else out while I'm working and also vicariously share in other peoples' fun.

I suppose I ought to end on something positive. I haven't lost any weight since the New Year in spite of my resolution to work out more. I've continued my jogging and some weight lifting (although not exactly an expert at that) and I've exercised at least 4 days a week, every week. If anything, I've gained weight. You'd think that'd bother me? But no! I feel a lot healthier! I'm sure the calculable results will appear soon, both on the scale and in the weight room.

Joss Stone - Fell In Love With a Boy

On Tuesday I was watching the Food Network and I saw this lady making these really awesome looking meatballs. She made these gigantic meatballs the size of a baseball, and it had onions and parsley and all this awesome stuff in it and it made me really want to eat Spaghetti. Just a simple spaghetti with marinara sauce and maybe 3 or 4 giant meatballs. Man, that makes me hungry just thinking about it.

Almost everyday when I goto class I take my ipod to class and I love it. But I attribute my lack of meaningful updates on this blog to that. Listening to my music zones me out from the rest of the world. For example, today, on the bus the driver and some other student were talking about something that I wasn't paying attention to. Then all of a sudden two other passengers laughed together with the driver and the first person. I missed out on whatever it is was said. I know that it probably was inconsequential and just a stupid joke but maybe it was a really funny joke! Listening to music (or whatever) when in public like that isolates people. I know that seemed like a rather obvious statement, but I had to slowly realize this myself. I'm still trying to decide whether I like having a soundtrack to my strolling or if I prefer to pay attention to my surroundings.

Earlier this week, I went jogging in the rain. It was cold as hell. Well, actually when I was beginning to jog it wasn't too bad. but when I turned around, I realized that it wasn't so bad to start with because I was running with the wind/rain. Running into the rain, not cool. Definately not as cool as it looks in the movies.

Incubus - Talk Show on Mute I bought the new Incubus CD, a crow left of the murder. Its sort of disappointing, especially considering the sweetness of Morning View. But its got a few redeeming tracks.