i had a really good time this weekend, better than any other since i've been back at berkeley - thanks to jenn and zahir for visiting (you guys are awesome) and a bunch of high school friends that still mean the world to me.

boudin cafe on market street. jenn taking the last bowl of clam chowder. shopping along union square. the new union square. powell & mason - cable car of course. zahir screaming ludicrous comments as the cable car approached california st (and continuously). italian district - tiramisu that melts in your mouth. (at this point, i don't even know if it's proper to mention joey's enthusiastic coercing of everyone to do 'pelvic thrusts') soliciting at the edge of the bart station at powell street. richard's culture shock of seeing some forty-year-old man groping a younger woman against the ticket machine in the bart station.

i should make a habit to say it more often, and for that matter, show it more often. this past weekend was great. not just the activities and the hilarious actions of certain people, but the catching up, and the talks that matter just as much, if not more. thanks guys (or shall i say ya'll - i don't even know how to spell it properly - like christine does), i care about each and every one of you, in your own special way.

i can't think of the exact phrases i want to say right now; perhaps because i just came back from my business administration midterm, which i didn't exactly do stellar on and my brain is already sore from thinking. how sad that would be if my brain could only take so much.

okay, time to eat something before i have class again.