San Francisco and Hawaii are not the same.

Walking to class, I thought about how in my four years at USF only one non-family member has come to visit me. Chalsea came during her spring break freshman year. My SF pride kicked in and I thought, "What the hell! This place is soo cool. Why hasn't no one made the effort to come up!" Yeah yeah, I know you guys meant to come up this past weekend but come on, it would have only been for barely two days. I guess I'm just trying to say in the least whiny way that more of my friends should come to SF. Not as soon as possible as I know everyone is poor but I dunno. . . it's just really cool. Whatever Hawaii is, Sf is not. Oh and you don't need to be from Hawaii. Everyone else (who the hell am I directing this towards?) can come too.

Some mega SF pics that I found on Flickr.

not sure what area this is.

maiden lane, union square

frank chu! staple sf sign holder. he has his own wiki page!

critical mass.

i want this. again.

favorite book store in sf. it's nuts.

muni bus ftw! jerky, dangerous, unsanitary

normal sf bum

amoeba music store.

valentines day pillow fight

Lastly, I thought that by now, I would have had a bunch of professional interviews to teach abroad but alas, none. So now I want to pierce my nose and cut my hair really crazily.

all nighters till i die

The only times that I've been up to see night turn into day, to see the pitch blackness be slowly over taken by a blue tinge of light and then a thin streak of orange cut through the air like the knife through spam that I will be frying up pretty soon, has been when I attempt to stay up all night and complete whatever assignment/s I set out for myself. I usually doze off and awake with an arm or book drizzled in a little drool. I go to splash cold water on my face and by my 5th time doing this, I stare at the Microsoft word document displeased and worried.

I think I can turn this light off now as outside is getting brighter, slowly. Nope, it's still too dark. With the hum of the fridge and chirping of the birds, I rest my head back against this not-meant-to-be-sat-on-for-more-than-an-hour wooden dinner chair. I wonder who's awake upstairs. I hear footsteps. I hate them. I keep looking at the clock but want to stay here even though my bum is sore. These chairs are not good to slouch in. I'll go change out of these sweatpants, brush my teeth with my now what I think to be normal sized toothbrush, grab some little mandarin oranges and go to school. I wonder if I'll miss this.

sotsugyoshitai

For the next almost two months, I will be spending as much time as I can not sitting in my chair in my room. Not the exact same, but the closest looking one after googling "Ikea chair cloth", pictured above is the most technologically advanced chair in the world. If you sit in it with a laptop connected to the internet, it will, through electromagnetic waves, transmit every fucking topic/subject/point of interest into your head to look for through the interweb. It tailors what it sends depending on the person sitting in the chair. I'm not sure what other people get but every single time that I sit in that chair I read manga, watch/listen to music, edit pictures, read the interesting current events, blog and facebook. NOTHING ELSE. Having said that, it is the perfect chair for doing anything BUT SCHOOL WORK. My own stupidity might keep me from graduating on time, so from now on, I will stay at school as much as possible to get stuff done. My room was never a productive place for me, even in the dorms. Right now, I'm in the atrium where I will probably be till dawn. No more blogging and no more facebook again. If school was a person and we were in the 3rd grade and he invited me to his birthday at Discovery Zone, I would decline. This is how much I hate school.

I don't understand.

This credit card is nuts. It never goes down. I haven't used it at all in forever. It is physically impossible for me to use it as it is broken in half and I refuse to get a new one. Mainly because of past plane tickets to Japan, it is almost at the max of $2,500. I try to pay it off slowly each month but all these charges bring it back up to where it was before I made the payment.

03/22/2010	Interest Charged on Purchases		$18.67	$2,448.79
03/22/2010	Interest Charged on Cash Advances		$11.34	$2,430.12
03/22/2010	Interest Charged on Balance Transfers		$0.00	$2,418.78
03/22/2010	CREDIT PROTECTION PLUS 800.942.1083		$23.10	$2,418.78
03/19/2010	NFI*WWW.NETFLIX.COM/CC		$9.84	$2,395.68
03/08/2010	PAYMENT - THANK YOU		-$60.00	$2,385.84

And I didn't know up until this very moment, but I guess I've been paying for an netflix subscription that I thought ended in January. Whatever, I'm going to watch No Impact Man: The Documentary now.

This is bull (plenny pictures)

I woke up at 10am. Went to Hank's room to grab his cell phone as I left mine at Allison's house in Seattle. I read a text from Alan saying that their flight is cancelled that they're going back to Hawaii. Maaaaaannnn. So junk. I was so excited. I don't even have work this weekend. After receiving the bad news, I spent a couple hours on Clement St. Developed a roll, played a bunch of ukuleles at the music store where I bought some drumsticks, restrained myself at Goodwill and didn't buy a camera, ate a Vietnamese sando. With them not coming and no work , I guess I should be doing school work. But no. I'm here.

Wanna see almost all the pictures from the roll? Yeah, you doooo.

Red Brick Wall

Classic red brick wall that I have yet to see in SF.

Real Life Sucks

So I have a bunch of pictures piled of, waiting to be put up onto the interweb. I was in the Pacific Northwest for about 4 days, from Saturday to this Wednesday. It was fun. Made memories. Some islanders will join me in SF for a little while. I don't even know where to start with the pictures. I have a lot of pictures from Michelle's brand new Canon Rebel T1i, but I'll use the ones that I took with my camera.

Convo with The Flight Attendant

If you know me well, you know that I throw up loudly.

me: (Throwing up in airplane bathroom before plane has even left ground. I walk out.)

lady: So what's wrong, do you have the flu or something? Coming back from Mexico?

me: I'm going back to San Francisco. I don't feel too good.

lady: You went out drinking last night?

me: Yeah, I didn't think I was going to drink as much as I did.

lady: Was it worth it?

me: (looking at ground) No. . .

lady: You're going to be really dehydrated later on. (gives me a huge bottle of water)

me: Thank you.

Man

I'm so dumb.

Covers are Lame

I was almost a business major

What if a college education just isn't for everyone?


Hmm, just lemme get some thoughts out of the way so that I don't ramble on later.

• People should to go school after high school to learn about something that they're interested in. Not to make money.
  
• Higher education is too expensive. Why should people get put into debt because they want to learn more?
• Nevermind. These bullet points just make me more confused.
  

Anyways,

I read this article while changing out the newspapers at the library and it sparked off a lot of things in my head. Seeing as how I sometimes think about things too much, I often dwell on my shittyness as a student. I am a bad student. I am not good at school. I still try to cram or finish homeworks five minutes before class starts just like how I used to do early in the morning in the 7th grade, when things school first got "hard". I used to cheat all the time in high school and think back to the nostalgic days of copy and paste essays. Now in college, I turn things in late and try to pull as much things out of my bum as I can during tests. I am not good at school. BUT, that doesn't mean that I don't like to learn.

If I could have constructed my college curriculum, at a school that had every possible class ever, in a way that would make me a good student, I'd take a bunch of Asian and American history, Chinese, Korean and Japanese language, probably some sociology and anthropology, basic politics and economics, some philosophy, shallow theology courses, and photography and music make is more artsy. Also, maybe some science, like meteorology or evolutionism. No math. No speech bullshit classes. No ethics. No business. No literature or English classes.

The longest paper that I will have to write for whatever class will be 5 pages, including the title page and bibliography. And the principal way of figuring out my grade will be through deep one on one convos with the teacher and a machine that will attach itself to my head that analyzes how much of information I have truly absorbed and understand.

How to Waste 1.5 Hours

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I figured out that I can connect my Flickr and Picasa Web Album with Picnik. So cool.

Picnik

Focal Pixelate

1960's

Cross Process

This is the best free online photo editing program ever. I don't really use online programs but I have used some: Picnik is way better than rest. I like editing my pictures, but I don't go all out nuts with Photoshop or anything. All I use is Google's Picasa software to adjust contrast or lighting, maybe crop it, sometimes add obviously-edited effects. It's easy, whatevers. Picnik can do the same, but you have more control with the settings and you don't have to download it. It also has more effects as can be seen by my three favorites above. It's super easy to use and I feel that I may start using it more than Picasa. It's perfect for wasting time that should be used for more important things.

Mom sent this to me. I might as well do it seeing as how I'm working at the library right now for $11 an hour. Brings me back to old Myspace days when all people did were these surveys.

Three Names I Go By:
1. Jacob
2. Jake
3. Master

Three Places I've Lived:
1. Home in Hawaii
2. Dorms at USF
3. Apartments/Flats in SF

Three Places I've Worked:
1. Chuck E Cheese
2. Zippy's Restaurant
3. Levi's

Three Places I've Visited:
1. Japan
2. Portland, OR
3. Chicago, IL

Three People That Email Me Regularly:
1. Mom
2. Cheryl Czeka (History Dept. Secretary)
3. Other periodicals student workers asking me to cover their shifts

Three Things I Love To Eat:
1. Rice
2. Spam
3. Eggs

Three People I Think Will Respond
1,2,3: No one

Three Things I'm Looking Forward To:
1. Going to see friends in Pacific Northwest
2. Graduating
3. Going home again

I don't know why I posted that cover of Sweet Dispositions by Ellie Goulding. I don't even like it that much. I also don't really like these kids singing this song that much but I'll post in anyways. The original song rules though. Fricking hipster kids.


Mumford and Sons have revived my longing for a banjo. I've listened to their album Sigh No More at least a few dozens times already. This song is not on that album as it is a Vampire Weekend cover. Next post with music will have no covers.

Master of Periodicals

It's really sunny and kinda warm outside, yet I am here, behind the periodicals desk, getting paid $11 an hour to make this post. I've been here since 9am and I'll be off in an hour. It's spring break so nobody is here. I still have to be alert so that none of the other librarians see me listening to music. I was listening to random stuff on hype, but suddenly felt the urge to listen to Sweet Disposition by The Temper Trap because that is a fucking good song. I'll probably listen to it at least five times in a row. There's a stack of newspapers behind me that should have been processed by now. I just turned back to look at it.