"something weird is going on" -cb

thinking that i could suppress the roaring trucks in the morning, i listened to my ipod as i went to sleep. unfortunately, every time there was a striking beat change, i would wake up before drifting back to sleep. so of course, last night was probably the worst night ever. maybe that was why i had such random thoughts this morning. i chatted with meera and overthought about stuff before going to our staff meeting at 10:30. it was brief. i taught nata how to french braid - with practice girl, you will shine like venus in the night sky. at 11:30, keara, mallory and i walked to the caf to see mike already there. natalie and katie joined us shortly after. yum, the spinach salad was good. the crab salad sandwich i haphazardly made tasted pretty baller, but i don't know if i could have eaten more than half. sometimes, there is such a thing as too much mayo. eating in the tv room was so funny, we had so many discussions about the program, the people and other things. nata asked chris if he was her secret buddy because the note quoted hemingway and it could have only been from him, but it was his day off so things didn't match up. then she also accused him of sending eclectic postcards to a select few. he innocently said, "something weird is going on." haha it was so funny in context. then we chilled before afternoon activities. of course in this cold and dreary day, no one wanted to go to the pool party so al, mallory and i did rounds. nothing really happened. though it was funny when mary had texted to see what the students were doing, i had texted that they were fornicating and when i told al she had checked in, he also told me to text her that they were fornicating. i think i have met my soulmates here haha. then we walked to the bart to get danielle and al their tickets for their students. we hiked back up to the end of iman's photoshoot with jess and natalie. we had a few RA pictures together :) when i complained that i was tired, natalie asked if something else was going on at night and i always wonder when people make suggestive comments. wouldn't people talk to me directly if they had an issue?

at 4:30, i took a needed nap until 5:30. wow, it's been like the first one that i have successfully taken in a really long time. then i got a lot of quarters for the bus my RA group would be taking. at 6, we all collected in the suite and headed down to the bart. we barely made the 6:37 train and got into the city shortly after. it sucked we had to transfer at macarthur, but it totally rocked that when i said we had two minutes until the train, ane and a few other girls broke into a run to catch it. i kinda dig that enthusiasm, especially when all ten of us ended running through crowded streets and down the stairs. we totally made it last minute.

let me just take this time to give a very big THANK YOU to vy. this night wouldn't have gone as smoothly without you. *good luck on your powerpoint.

we hopped on the 38 bus to go to japantown. did you know that if you are 17 year old and younger, your fare is only $0.75. well... i felt like one today and i paid like one today. we got off at laguna street and went to trio nail salon on buchanan at 7:22. they were SO nice. they usually take their last customer at 7, but since i called this morning and made a reservation, they stayed open. six of the girls had their nails done and the rest just went along for the ride. we walked back to the mall and had dinner at sophie's crepes. SO GOOD. i created my own savory one with cheese, avocado and tomato (con queso, aguacate y tomate - i love living with europeans). some of the girls were still hungry so we stopped in mifune, what seemed like the last restaurant that was opened for take out, before we headed to shop in union square. then vy got a text saying that the westfield mall was closed at 8:30 so we sadly went back to the 38 and headed home. we made a quick pit stop at starbucks for frapaccinos and bathroom usage before getting in the powell station. during our hike back up the hill, vy told us about the whispering bench, the curved bench by the camponile and we all whispered messages to each other (to give you a better idea, it's like the telephone game with cups and string but whispering messages along a stone curved bench without touching it). it was really awesome. wow, it's the last banquet tomorrow already...