The Earth According to Mark.

These types of things bring me the most joy now. I <3 my PSS-140. I haven't played guitar - I mean, really played guitar - in a while. I should get back to that. But I really want to try something new. I think I'm getting bored of playing guitar; but not bored of music. And sometimes switching things up really brings you perspective. But on the paradox - I really dig playing some "analog-sounding" bass guitar. I think I'm just getting tired of watching the same stereotypical YouTube video: 'Filipino guy. With acoustic guitar. Playing a R&B song. And sometimes with a girl. An aZn girl.' Argh, damn me cynicism. And also just being with people brings me joy. Dinner with Sida and Isaac and Mihir and Yeenlan (sp?) and Charelene and I was great. I put all the "ands" because it was all couples. Dammit! That's what you get when you hang out with Sida; nothin' but couples hanging out. Maggiano's was okay; it didn't make a dent in my wallet...oh wait. It did. Haha.

I haven't written a God-centric blog in a while. I know I've missed all the summer meetings for LoG so far, but - don't take this the wrong way - I'm trying to just let whatever happens happens and revel in what (I think) is coming. It's not that I don't pray anymore, but I really don't pray for anything anymore. Not that I'm a cynic, but I'm at this point where it's like [insert cynicism]. Hoookay. Come to think of it, I'm always at a point in my life. But aren't we all points on some arbitrary line?...

Job hunt is still going strong. Or somewhat. Week break actually. I didn't get a call from those other places. Or atleast a call back. Not losing hope. I signed up for speech - Soc Sci 89; yeah UCI offers speech now, fucking shit.

I want to surf again. The weather is begging me to hit the waves, but the books are holding me down. I thought about ditching for a day; just to be a rebel for once, but at last, I'm all rebeled out. Those days of breaking the rules are gone. Now the most I'll do is pose as a molecular biologist for free pizza (which I admit, I was good at) or imitate a SPOPer to get free sandwiches.

Sometimes, I think I'm too damn good at not being myself - or rephrased - at being someone else.