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Meandering thoughts of a Bay Area college student… be prepared for some bipolar vocabulary

High School Senior week…

The problem with being on time is that no one is there to appreciate it. There’s always this rule of thumb that if you’re inviting Asians to your party, make sure you invite them about an hour in advance so they’ll come when the white people come (on time).

Today was also a good day for Murphy’s Law: whatever can go wrong… will go wrong. At least, for me that is. I suppose with the exception of karma always trying to kill me, today was a good day. Despite the fact that it took me an insane amount of time in Monopoly to attain even one piece of property, it was a good day. I ended up with five colored properties, not through the luck of the die, but through the power of money. ($700 for a light blue)

Panoramic pictures were also taken, followed by African singers and a senior BBQ. I heard the mess was incredible. There’s always a bunch of retards ruining it for everyone and I heard this year will be the last senior BBQ. Our BBQ was followed by hanging out with the rest of the school afterwards. Then came stats where we did a mock AP exam. After sixth period we hung out for awhile before the rest of my friends headed for Kevin’s house while I stayed back waiting for a ride that came 25 minutes en retard. A football nearly broke my laptop today. Nearly is the key word. Course, my friends said I was lucky because the ball landed less than a foot away. But it’s so obvious that luck tried and failed to screw my life over. Why are all my friends trying to defend it!? I guess the laws of probability were on my side there. Of all the places a ball can land, will it be my laptop?

My luck is so bad that if I bought a cemetary, then people would just stop dying.


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So unfair.


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When the moans are heard, it’s all over…

A crowded room with black, glossy walls, panoramic windows, and a glass elevator shaft is the opening setting. The lights are out, and the only source comes from the windows showing a foggy day. Everything is so eerie… holy crap! A bloody body, pale white, suddenly drops and dangles from the elavator shaft. It jerks and moves about… then slowly ascends back up into the dark floor above. Screams pierced my ear.

“They’re coming! They’re coming!” screamed the room’s occupants in unison. They all started running towards me in panic. I turn around and there was a stairwell exit. To hell with the elevator. I ran from the room on the 86th floor (according to the sign) and I could still hear the shrill screams and cries… pierced by moans. No one followed me down. I reached the first floor lobby and ran through the dark floor. It was night. It was pitched black that was contrasted by the white snow and full moon. Looking up at the building I could still see movement. Moans still echoed.

“Ey you! Needa ride?” I turned around. A beat up blue pickup truck with several people on the back looked at me.

“Yeah, thanks!” I hopped on and off we went, travelling through snow and dirt. We reached a large one story house. Ah, the relief. We ran as fast as hell inside the house and we locked the doors and windows as well as turned off all the lights. We waited with bated breath as we tried to fall asleep. Doesn’t look like we were followed by the ghouls. I had the luck of a front view of a clear screen door to the backyard. As I laid there in my sleeping bag, about ten minutes into the night, the porch light came on. There was movement outside. One of the people with us went outside to take a piss. Moron!

Another person ran out and I could see them arguing through the glass door. You’re not supposed to turn on a freaking porch light when you’re hiding from the living dead! I turned to the only companion left in the room… and we looked into each others’ eyes. I could tell we were both thinking the same thing: CRAP!

I scrambled out of my sleeping bag and made to turn off every damn switch in the house. How many lights did that idiot turn on!? My companion just sat there, crying her eyes out. The final light was in the laundry room, where there was a small window about a foot by a foot and a door leading outside. I switched it off just as the two people outside went through the wooden door. They both looked scared. Outside the window, I saw shadows of people. The strong winter wind carried the faintest of moans.

The two were still arguing and there was no shutting them up. I ran back and tried to pack. Batteries, flashlights, knives… all useless now I think about it. A sharp crack then reverberated in the air as the glass door shattered. I froze as I saw two of them enter, their legs cutting against the sharp broken glass. Maybe if I didn’t move, they would ignore me. A ghoul grabbed my hand. You’re an idiot I told myself. I wrenched my hand free and ran.

This dream was more exhilerating then scary. I can’t wait for the next one.

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Seeing Xi again for the first time in six million years was easily the best part of the day. It didn’t matter that we haven’t orally spoken to each other for a long long while or that I comletely forgot what he was supposed to look like. It’s totally a testament to our friendship’s strength when we finally talked. No awkwardness. No gaps of silence. After we met up, we got the call to meet at Starbucks, so we went, chit chattering like there was no tomorrow, talking about the illogical logic of Pokemon Pearl and discussing the concepts of being cheap. We arrived at Starbucks, but to find out that our rendezvous had, in fact, not arrived. We aimlessly walked around the coffee place until we received stares from its occupants. Then, on a whim, we decided to go to Home Depot.

The two of us daring braved the strong, icy winds as we fought our way through the parking lot just like  the famous Lewis and Clark as they fought their way through the mountains of North America. We finally reached Home Depot and then went inside to be greeted by a plethora of chandeliers and light fixures. It was like a fairytale only with the smell of fresh paint instead of magical dust. (whatever those smell like)

My phone vibrated, followed by a rough, “Ey Bao, where are you? You said to meet at Starbucks!” We left Home Depot and took another traipse through the chilly winds and an empty parking lot. The wind felt welcome after the excessively warm aisle of lights at Home Depot.

So we finally met our party at Starbucks and we messed around with games of Truth and Dare. I got slapped twice. Someone had to send a prank call. Someone chickened out. Then we had lunch. Xi and I had a light one… sushi. Then we bought tickets and watched Knowing, an enthralling film where a series of numbers predict the location and time of major disasters… as well as accurately predicts the number of people that will die. There was an airplane crash due to navigation malfunctions followed by an accident on a New York subway. And then EE. What does it mean? I’d hate to ruin the movie for you.

After the movie, we played a bit more of Truth and Dare and then had a discussion on what we’d do at the end of the world. Xi would fly a plane. I’d go to sleep. Teresa would make amends. Yeahh… pretty deep discussion.

A dinner at Fresh Choice followed discussion. Then we walked Xi to his car and said our goodbyes. We stayed a bit after, played thirteen, bought food, then my dad picked me up.

It was a good day.

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Love you all.

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