jeffrey + upstairsloft

This week, I am tired, high, unmotivated, down but busy. I have a job now and it feels like I’ve been working there for months. I just started but I’m enjoying that. I hate how I am being a good student, reading all the assigned chapters, doing all the homework but I won’t get as good as a grade as Kate, who hasn’t read a damn chapter since school started. 4/5 classes require quite an amount of reading. In addition to reading, I am so high. The smell of Sharpies is my new cologne. Things will be different next semester; I start upper division Graphic Design. I should be halfway done with stupid GE requirements or graduation requirements. I am one ball of nagging bitchiness. But hey… at least I smile at school. I feel like a better person.

Everyday I’ve waken myself up to a freshly brewed container of Folger’s. Adult dependency of that extra kick has begun. I feel… I don’t know how to describe it…but different without it. This semester sucks. Well, at least I’m making pocket money.

So umm… I can jump higher and run faster. How? PF Flyers. My shoes came in
today. I ordered them last month and they finally shipped them out. Yes… Benny
Rodriguez from the Sandlot. Remember those shoes? Wendy Peffercorn? So hot. I
can’t wait to pickle with the beast.

Dammit. The mosquitos are having sex. They’ve populated.

Fellas, do not make this mistake. So Kate grabs my hand at Safeway and brings me to the refrigerator with the flowers and roses and tells me, “Some girls like flowers.” They were priced at $19.95. I replied, “What do you need those for? They’re 20 bucks and they’re just gonna die. I’ll buy you an apple. It’s cheaper and it’s good for you.” Luckily she’s still talking to me. I can recall 2 Valentines ago when I got Kate a pot and seeds so she can plant flowers to life, rather than to watch them die. I thought it was thoughtful. She’ll plant them some day. Theyre’s just sitting on her bathroom counter.

By the way. I got a job at school. My position title is Graphic Designer/ IT.

Coffee is a creativity drug. Well, my creativity comes from channeling certain energies of my brain. Ok, all yoga aside, coffee always did strange things to me. I hated it for 20 years. I’ve been drinking it for a year while I hated it. Put 2 and 3 together, I started at about late 19 years old. How? BLAME JUN. Jun had this coffee machine stage when we went to Ohlone.

We had great discussions and as we grew up, coffee became an accessory to those good discussions. I noticed that coffee is an accessory in a lot of things good–discussions, “studying,” conversations, quiet time, brainstorming… Coffee just so happens to be around when the good ideas happen. Now… what sucks is that I can’t think of an output for these ideas. Instead, I am drawing leaves with little direction. Uninspired? Yes. But that only inspires me to inspire myself. How stupid does that sound?

Coffee has unexplainable powers; and if it is unexplainable, let’s just keep it a mystery. Well, I’m not much of a coffee lover but I do drink it. I’m a hot chocolate lover. I love cookies. Kate is cool too. But yes… Don’t eat meat if you’re fasting. Must get back to reading. Blogs are eve-ill.

Two things. Good and bad. I witnessed my uncle laying in his deathbed, his life in the hands of technology, a respirator. A few hours after our visit, he passed. He was waiting for his dad to arrive from Philippines. Luckily, he arrived before he passed. God Bless Uncle Ronald and his family.

Number two. I am sitting in Sac State’s cafe, typing a blog because I am easily connected to the web through Airport. I’m browsing the web through Safari. I constantly use Finder to access my files. And my operating system is named after a Panther. Who knew fruit can taste so good. PC to Mac is going to be quite an adjustment; it has its gains and losses but overall, I am very very very very very satisfied.

Kate got an iPod shuffle yesterday. Very nifty. I mean, people talk their crap about its concept, but then again every person has his or her different needs. I’m sure guys with no arms think the concept of sleeves are dumb. Skeptics will be skeptics. Well, the sound surprised me. The sound does not sound like it is coming from that little contraption.

Today, I made a last minute decision to switch my intermediate drawing class to 2-d Composition. When I mean last minute, I mean last minute. Kate suggested it. 3 feet later, I turned right towards Kadema and waved bye to Kate and Sara. They knew it was a better decision. It is. I’d rather slave 4 hours to finish half of a project (like today) getting high off sharpies and meticulously coloring within lines. Not that 5-yr old coloring type of stuff. I am back to coloring with a .03 Micron. Time-consuming..yes. But I love it.

Paul posted some pictures from our snowboarding trip from this past weekend.