Middle Of The Sea.

Yesterday was spent moping around in the heat until Jaymye (finally spelled correctly- third time's a charm) came over and we all met up to take the light rail to Colorado's very own A-town for nengmyun. A little birdie tells me that this restaurant has stolen the recipe from LA. Thus the reason for its popularity here.

I suddenly don't remember their names (or I never knew them). But they're wearing couple tees. I think that justifies this not-knowing of names.

Sarah's beb, Cadence (who hated me the first time I met her).

Afterwards, we went to Sarah's house for a while (where Cadence finally realized she likes me). We decided to go to Tracks again, out of a very long process of indecisiveness and impulsivity (it's a word). Yet now I've vowed that I will never go back to Tracks ever again. I didn't have fun like I did last time and I had a pounding headache.

All day today, I've had a headache. I didn't do anything significant today except watch The Basketball Diaries. Let's see, how do I explain how I felt after watching this movie? A mixture of this smitten feeling for Leo's dashing youth, thankfulness for the friends I call friends, utter disgust of addictions, and paranoia with anything related to drugs...including the Tylenol that I desperately took afterwards. Now that my fever has been gone, my head aches a pounding ache ever since. I can't stop taking pain killers (well, at least one a day).

I must admit, I got a little frustrated today. I can't explain how much I long for a tan every summer. But this summer, I don't seem to care. It might have to do with not caring who will see my pale skin because I hardly know anyone here. Might have to do with being landlocked. I just can't believe I have no access to a beach. That led me to think about all the greatness of soCal.

I gotta say though, I miss Mexican and In-N-Out pretty badly, and mother's cooking, of course. I miss my parents a lot actually.