oh my....i've had over a years worth of experiences that past few weeks...with maybe only a couple days worth of rest. i'm exhausted. but at least i'm done for the day...just gonna go to mike's, eat his food, and then take a nice long nap.

anyways, last friday i was talking to my sisters, and i decided to go down to LA for the weekend. it's been a while, i haven't seen them or my cousins in a while either, and mega was willing to go with me to keep me company, so i figure, why not? what a weekend.
what percent of my conversations are about food? i have no idea..i would've guessed maybe 20, but then some say as high as 80. i don't talk about food THAT much. do i? damn..i'm so hungry right now. anyways, we had an excellent bbq at lenka's, and then went off to santa monica pier. ever wonder what those random black guys do with their fishing gear? i mean, they get all dressed up in their fancy sweatpants and adidas clothing to go...fishing off the pier? i mean, you can't even catch good shit their. are they trying to impress ghetto black women?
anyways, i actually ended up having a lot more fun that weekend than i thought. i saw some old hs friends that i haven't seen in a while, and even found out that one's going to get engaged soon. he wants me as a groomsman. i felt so touched. and weird. i mean, i haven't seen this guy (Dave) in over two years and yet he still feels close enough to me to make me a groomsman. it just makes me think of all the friends i've had over the years and the experiences i've gone though with them. even with time and age passing, nothing takes those experiences away. well, except for my damn memory...
so the main point of the trip was to visit my sisters and to see how they're doing. most of you guys know that i've never been that close with my family. don't get me wrong, i love them, but they drive me CRAZY. the past few years i've just been telling myself "just wait...someday they'll grow up and understand"
haha..pompous of me to say, i think they're starting too. i think my sisters are at a level now where they can appreciate what i've gone through and we can actually talk like siblings, if not friends. my dad and i have always had this odd non-verbal understanding of each other. and i think my mom has let go enough where she doesn't drive me crazy every moment of my life.
so now i'm wondering when my bubble will burst. at this point, i don't even care that i can't go play vball and or hkd. before, they were just my escape from the mundaneness of life. now...i don't really want to escape from anything...crazies...