Monday, June 29, 2009

"To say "I love you" one must first be able to say the 'I.'" - Ayn Rand

Sunday, June 28, 2009

SSS (Summer School Sucks) Week 1

This is the first issue of SSS (Summer School Sucks). This is where I will be ranting about the degree of sucking that summer school is doing.
It has only been 1 week and I've already done one paper and another one is due on Tuesday. I am taking Engineering Ethics (ENGR 183 at UCLA) and Statistics. Statistics is not so bad, though worse than I expected, but ENGR 183 sucks a big one.

Not only do I have to deal with the fact that the very first bullet in the Code of Ethics of Engineers says that I have to "hold paramount welfare of the public", but the professor, when presenting alternative ethical beliefs, completely misrepresented Objectivism by saying that Objectivists are against charities. The lectures are boring, discussions are better, it takes a lot of work to write the papers, we have a lot of reading, AND I HAVE TO WAKE UP AT 5 AM TO GET TO CLASS!

OK. Now, this is where you feel bad for me and tell me that I can make it through the next 7 (SEVEN) weeks.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Sandy Feet and Summer Heat

Kate, Beth and I went to the BEACH today!
We had such a great time. I was worried it would be a little cold in Malibu. They said the high was going to be 69. It was well above 70 when we were there. It was a little crowded but not too bad. (The girls next to us did give us the stink eye when we set up next to them.) The weather was BEAUTIFUL! Honestly, most of time I'm wearing a sweatshirt at the beach because it's windy. Today we had to periodically go in the water to cool off.

I made prosciutto sandwiches for lunch.
Fresh mozzarella, tomatoes, crusty baguette and everything. The best sandwich. I made grandma's raspberry preserves bars for dessert. Those were really good too. (Yes. Lunch does have a dessert course.)

Katticus and Bethicus

The lifeguard tower had the yellow flag flying. That apparently means that there is a riptide. There were lifeguards all along the beach bringing people in. We went in twice. The waves were really big for Zuma Beach. Fun nevertheless.

We found out on our beach walk that Kate had never done a jumping picture. We decided to change that then and there. Kate and I took various dance classes together. You can see us trying to figure out what we were going to do. It turned out pretty sweet. Kate's hair is flyyyyyying. Shame on my feet. Look at Kate's, they're perfectly pointed.
I didn't get sunburnt at all except for a small patch on my back. Sunscreen win all around.

Friday, June 26, 2009

It's the Weekend!

JY came to visit me at UCLA today! I had class until 10. As the vanpool wasn't leaving UCLA until 3:20 I had lots of time to spare.
This guy is fucking hardcore. Not only does he go on awesome backpacking trips pretty much every weekend (Lake Powell, UT on the picture above), he biked from Thousand Oaks to Westwood today. That is 43 miles, friends. 2 hours 40 minutes on a bike in 79 degree heat. We thought we would go see Year One since he and I frequently recite Tenacious D dialogues, sing their songs and just LOVE Jables. We walked all the way to the theater to find out that there was a problem with a projector and they weren't going to have the one showing we could go to. MEN'S ASSES!

That's when JY got stung by a bee. One moment we were laughing at JY's impersonation of the Box Office lady, and next thing I know he is pulling out the stinger out of his wrist. The funny thing is JY made a comment about how the smell of bananas makes bees get really aggressive while I was eating my lunch banana earlier that day.

Of course, I gave him a tour of campus. Actually, it wasn't much of a tour. I just showed him some cool places in the engineering buildings. The ladder JY is on is how I got to my CS discussion last quarter. Fucking bomb.
The class was on the 9th floor of Boelter Hall. The staircase that was most convenient for me to climb only got to the 8th floor (The Boelter Penthouse). From there I took this ladder on the side of the building to get to the 9th floor.

V-rock took us back home in the Previ-AAAA. JY wanted to bike back but I convinced him to ride with me and Vova to Agoura at least. It was a fun ride back without air-conditioning. I found out JY has read all of Ayn Rand's fiction. I never expected that from him. I was reading Anthem while I was waiting for him but I strategically put it away so as not to get into an argument on the off-chance that he knew who Ayn Rand was.

Good day today. Lots of laughs, stair climbing and sun.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

The Hangover

I know this post is long overdue. Beth and I watched it a week ago? Oh well. Better late than never, right?

It was really funny. I was laughing out loud so much during the movie. There was not a moment where I was like, "Oh, what time is it?" You know how that is? I find myself checking my watch during the movies oftentimes. It's the perfect summer movie to watch with friends. Just don't see it with your mom. There were so many good scenes! It's definitely very quotable. I was upset we didn't get to see much of the hot guy on the right. I don't know his name but he was very handsome.

If nothing else, this movie really made me appreciate bachelor parties. It really did.

Here is some of my favorite quotes:
"And six months ago, when Doug introduced me to you guys, I thought, "Wait a second, could it be?" And now I know for sure, I just added two more guys to my wolf pack. Four of us wolves, running around the desert together, in Las Vegas, looking for strippers and cocaine." - Alan

"You probably get this a lot but this isn't the real Caesar's Palace is it?" - Alan

The dude who was the delivery doctor in Knocked Up was also in this movie. He was perfect, one of my favorite characters. He had so many good lines but I don't remember any of them. Sometimes I wouldn't even understand what he was saying but the way he delivered them was funny.

And Beth's favorite:
A: "It's not illegal, it's frowned upon, like masturbating on an airplane."
P: "I'm pretty sure that's illegal too."
A: "Yeah, maybe after 9/11, where everybody got so sensitive. Thanks a lot, Bin Laden!"

I'm hoping to see Away We Go with Sue this weekend. And next up, Brüno! July 10th.

Goodbye, Mr. Jackson

I am deeply saddened by the news of Michael Jackson's death this afternoon.
I was sitting high up in the Boelter library doing my math homework when I heard helicopters flying all around. At 6:20 am this morning when I was running I heard the news say not to worry if you see military helicopters around LA because they're doing some sort of training. That's what I had thought it was until I got into the vanpool van to go back to Agoura. That's when I found out they closed Le Conte and Gayley and were about to close Westwood Blvd. We got out just in time. (Our vanpool driver is just THAT awesome.)

Michael Jackson is dead! And guess where they didn't take him. They didn't take him to the USC hospital. He died at the UCLA hospital, mere feet away from where I was calmly getting my work done. If it wasn't for him I would not have my sa-weet interpretation of the Thriller dance, it if wasn't for him there would have been one less hilarious South Park episode, and, of course, I only have Michael Jackson to thank for this brilliant video.

RIP Michael Jackson. Nippley man I met, he ate my motorboaaaaaat...

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Huffed Too Many Paint Fumes

Check it out. I look exactly the same. The picture to the left was taken 3 years ago.
Instead of going to bed like a smart person I decided I would make a video/slideshow of my super duper paint job.

I have to get up in less than 5 hours to ride the UCLA van at 5:45 am. Joy! Oh, also, I think I'm going to put up a running log on my blog pretty soon. Would that be cool?

Monday, June 22, 2009

My Summer Reading!

I have been waiting to write this post for over a month now. Ever since we got into 7-8th week of the quarter I've been drooling over these books. Without further ado

1) It's Called a Breakup Because It's Broken by Greg Behrendt & Amiira Ruotola-Behrendt
Ah. Good book. I borrowed it from the library. It's a bit of a guilty pleasure, I'm not sure I want that sitting in my bookcase and I hope I never need a "breakup buddy" again. Reads like a dream, I actually laughed out loud while reading it by myself. It is full of awesome advice, or mainly just different forms of "Move on and get a life." It started to get repetitive and slow 1/2 way through. I just skimmed those parts. I wouldn't recommend it for a fresh breakup. I am 4 months into it and this book was just what the doctor prescribed.

2) Anthem by Ayn Rand
I am almost finished with this one. I didn't expect to like this but it was good. Also really nice, short and to the point. Well done, Ayn.

3) The Voice of Reason by Ayn Rand
This is a collection of essays that I'm sure will be nice to read. I strategically got this book for Father's Day for Barry. I am going to have to borrow it a few days from now.

4) The Virtue of Selfishness by Ayn Rand
This is one that V-rock recommended. I read one of the essays from this book a few weeks ago for Logic club. It was not an easy read. I had to re-read a few of those sentences to understand what she means. Not something I could be absorbed in when riding in a car full of people carrying on a conversation. I'm hoping books 3 and 4 will answer some of my burning questions about objectivism.

5) The Bean Trees by Barbara Kingsolver
Mmm. I don't know if I'll have time for this one. I should. Every Barbara Kingsolver book is a delicious, delicious treat. I read this one just about 3(!) years ago. I absolutely loved it. I am really curious to re-read at least Bean Trees now and see how I feel about it.

That's all. Let me know if there is anything else I should read. Any good beach reads?

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Santa Monica

Vova, Barry, Sue and I went to the Promenade today. It was nice until I got a headache in the car. We ate at this asian food place where we got these fortune cookies. I've seen some pretty bad fortunes but these were just atrocious.
I don't know if you can make them out from the pictures but mine says: "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day." Vova's: "Have a 'grape' day." What? Have a "grape" day? I think they might have thought it was humorous because "grape" kind of sounds like "great", but why grape? Is there some sort of a pun that I'm not catching? Sue's and Barry's were normal fortunes.


As you can see my desk has moved as has everything else in my room. I am really excited about this. I will take pictures tomorrow and post them. Today Sue, Barry and I started watching Lost again. We are just starting the past season. I watched a few episodes already but we're starting from the beginning. I just ate a crap load of candy while watching Lost, then I came back to my room and ate that smiling chocolate on the stick that somebody gave Sue at her luncheon. My face is hot from eating all the candy. Is that normal?

I'm getting ready to go to 3rd Street Promenade right now. SCHOOL STARTS ON MONDAY!

Friday, June 19, 2009

Pluot Pit Peril

OK. This is Olga now. Beth actually did eat a plum pit. Here's how it went down.

Olga: "Do you want a pluot?"
Beth: "OK."
Olga: "Just eat it over the sink, it's juicy."
*Beth starts eating and it's really juicy*
Beth: "Should I just shove the whole thing in my mouth?"
Olga: "No."
*Beth shoves the whole thing in and chokes a little. I get scared and then Beth starts laughing*
Beth: "I swallowed the whole thing!"

True story. Then we started watching 12 Angry Men. Beth bailed not even half way through it and we retreated upstairs to read magazines and write this.

From Beth


This afternoon Olga and I hung out, laid in the hammock, had dinner, watched half of a movie and I ate a plum pit.

Night of January 16th

This is (starting from the left) A, I, B and Meg at Harbor House in Dana Point earlier this evening. A, B and I got to watch Night of January 16th and dine with the AWESOME assistant director, Meg. (A and B are good friends with Meg. It was my first time meeting her.)

I thought the play itself was really cool. A little predictable just because I'm sort of familiar with other Ayn Rand's fiction, but good nonetheless. It was really nice to see a play not done by students but professional actors. The play is written like a court trial and members of the audience are picked at "random" to be in the jury. (A got all three of us in.) Then we got to do a jury deliberation and decide whether the suspect is guilty or innocent. I bet you guess what our verdict was.

P.S. I hate being stuck in traffic. I left the house at 4:30 and we got to Dana Point at 8. The way back took us 1.5 hours. How ridiculous is that?

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

That's 6 Stripes in the Bank

Next song.
I set myself a goal to finish painting 6 stripes today. This morning I was a little uncertain about whether I was going to finish because after I finished taping those 6 stripes my ass had already turned to jello. And look at how well it turned out! I wish you could see it closer. The lines are SO perfect, better than yesterday's. Also, nothing but perfection around the outlets. That is an awesome taping job.
Mark pointed out that my room looks like a watermelon. I can totally see that.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Get Your Body Bikini Ready

- 2 cups of all-purpose flour
- 2 tsp baking powder
- a pinch of salt
- 2 cups of milk
- 2 eggs (separated)
- a bunch of sugar (between 2 tbsp and 1/2 cup. I tend to stray to 1/2 cup.)
- 1 tbsp of melted butter

I'm sure you can figure out how to work those ingredients. Top with strawberries and whipped cream. Don't skimp on the maple syrup (the real kind!)

Had to Paint Myself a Hole

and fall inside.
I am finally painting. The hardest thing about doing stripes is the taping. It takes a long time. Especially if you're like me and like to measure a whole lot. Painting is easy and kind of fun. The most fun part is taking the tape off. All the mess turns into a beautiful straight edge. I can hardly wait for the paint to dry to tear the tape off.

There are 4 steps to painting stripes:
1. Tape.
2. Paint the edges of the tape the base color. (Not pictured)
3. Paint the stripe.
4. Take the tape off.

Cuties Patooties

Watching the Lakers game. (06/11/09)

Monday, June 15, 2009

I Could Get Used to This

It is 1:10PM. I just rolled out of bed. (I took a shower right before going to bed. So it's a bit of a wacky hair day for Olga.)
Had dreams of crazy EE and Spanish finals. Spanish? I have no idea where that came from. In my dream I was thinking, "OK. EE I've already done. Now, Spanish. I really have to study for that." I have weird dreams.

I finally have a dentist appointment today! YAAAAY! For me it's like seeing old friends. I got Invisalign through my dentist so I used to see him every 2 weeks. So, I kind of really like going there.

Beth and I are possibly going to see The Hangover today. I am drinking tea with honey and lemon because my throat is a little itchy. I think it's because Vova and I had an exciting conversation last night in the car and when I'm excited I start yelling.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Not Making Congress

I finished taping one wall. It's ready to be painted. Now, if only I wasn't leaving for Lake Arrowhead tomorrow. But the hard part is done. Taping one wall took 3 days. Painting it will take a few hours. I'm doing 8'' dark green stripes in my room.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Tassels to Your Right, Please

I ushered for the UCLA School of Engineering commencement ceremony today. I had a lot of fun seeing all the graduates. I'm getting more and more excited to be one of them in a couple of years. My job was to make sure everybody had his/her name cards, tassels on the right side, the correct color tassels, the hoods worn correctly, etc. I had to put on so many hoods on people today, I am going to have no trouble doing it for myself when I get my Master's degree.

I got to wear my suit today! I never got a chance to write about it. I shelled out on a Banana Republic suit a few months ago. I am super happy with it. I was worried I would have to hem the pants because my legs are short but it fit perfectly. My pants are size 0 and my jacket is size 2. I am wearing a J.Crew pintuck tissue tee underneath. I love this shirt. My shoes are J.Crew flats. (Didn't feel like running around in heels this morning.)

Congratulations, class of 2009!

BAM! The Future of Rock 'n' Roll

Barry, Vova and I watched Rain Man today.
I think all of us loved the movie. There were a few scenes that were really cry-inducing. The picture above is from one of my favorites. I am a huuuuuge crier and movies like that give me a headache because I try not to cry.

Barry went to the emergency room this morning with chest pains. (This has happened before but they couldn't figure out what the problem was.) They decided to admit him to run some tests. At 5 pm, when Mark and I were making dinner, we thought that Sue and he were coming home because the tests looked fine. Then the doctor decided that it gallstones were the culprit and they were going to have to remove them. It was not urgent, so he came home. Now he is home but on a liquid diet. What a bitch, huh? We ate sorbet tonight. (Except for Vova, who ate a brownie right in front of Barry. Fatty.)

Friday, June 12, 2009

New T-Shirt

I drove for the first time since December today. It felt so good. There was a lot of traffic on the 405 this morning due to an accident and I totally rocked bumper-to-bumper traffic driving a stick-shift. I don't think I will ever go back to driving an automatic.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

KOBE...or should I say FISHER!

We all huddled around the TV for the Lakers vs. Magic game. It was AWESOME! I was already trying to make amends with losing when FISHER came out of nowhere 4.6 seconds before the end of the game and put a straight shot in to tie the game. He did it AGAIN in the overtime. That tiny man is boss. 

I'm sorry, Florida. Your team kind of sucks and doesn't even know how to lose. (What's up with the shoving, Pietrus?)

PS. Gasol is a hottie.


This is Beth writing from Olga's blog.  This morning Olga had a highly caloric bagel.  It was a bagel with crunchy peanut butter and warm chocolate sauce.  Right now we are unpacking Olga's room and listening to her awesome music collection.  And we are listening to Russian music.  I have nothing else to talk about, bye.

Hello, Summer!

Oof. I'm a little tired, a little sad and a little happy. I'm back in Agoura and in my jammies in the living room. I haven't been sleeping upstairs in my room since I left for UCLA for various reasons. The condition upon which I moved back into the house was that I sleep in my room for the summer. Tonight is an exception.

I'm really excited that Beth is coming tomorrow morning. There is lots to talk about and we're going to make a plan about what to do about my room. I have a mini-plan already. I'm going finish the paint job that I had started a three years ago. (Has it really been that long?) I am also definitely moving the furniture around. Pictures of all that to come.

I'm happy that school is out and I have time to kick back and relax for a little bit. I'm sad to move out of my first apartment. I'm going to miss my roommates. We spent a lot of time together, and I'm sure I was as much of a pain-in-the-ass-roommate as they were sometimes. I hope I stay in touch with at least D. We shared some awesome moments: Cosmic Encounters, chucking buffalo wing bones at neighbors, J-Lo dance sessions, would-you-rather questions and more. Don't hide the love, D!
I'm tired because I packed and moved all my stuff today. Barry helped me move the boxes into the car. We filled up the whole van. Crazy. It really doesn't seem like I have that much stuff. Most of it was kitchen stuff. I had 2 boxes of clothing. Vova helped me when I got home. We put my kitchen stuff boxes up in the attic and other stuff went to my room. Can't wait to unpack...NOT! {Sorry for the blog post diarrhea tonight.}

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Running Blister

It doesn't look that bad and it really wasn't. Doesn't hurt anymore.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Finals Week Fun

My two most difficult finals are OVER!
My roommates still have their finals ahead of them, so I was doing my duty entertaining them during their break tonight. D gave me the best make-up look from her repertoire - "Le Francais Whore". I also made cookies at 1:30 am. Yaaaay! We're having a blast. I'm going to miss them and the apartment. I'm moving out this Wednesday! :-(

Monday, June 8, 2009


25 hours until the summer.
8.5 hours until EE final.
I feel shitty.
Being in the same room with somebody who is eating cereal with his/her mouth open is unbearably annoying.
I want to sleep.

UPDATE: Being in the same room with somebody who is eating PB and J with his/her mouth open is unbearably annoying. (Uhhhh.)
I'm not sleepy any more and in the work mode. I definitely need to step it up though.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

10K is My Favorite Race

Today would've been the day team Dirty Dancers made their entrance on the running stage. Today was the Mud Run that we were all set to sign up for and it was sold out. It broke my heart. Oh, well. We're going to be back stronger than ever exactly a year from now.

After a series of unfortunate events, the details of which I do not want to disclose at this moment, I signed up for the Iron Girl 10K in Del Mar. I ended up having a great time! I know it is the weekend before my finals and all, but I think it was well worth it. 

This is me and Wendy after finishing.
Wendy beat her PR by 3 minutes! That's huge, especially for a 5K. Congratulations, Wendy!
Considering my less-than-ideal running schedule these days, I did pretty well. 55:13. The girl who got first place in my age group totally kicked ass. She placed in the top 5 overall.

My first mile was, by far, the worst first mile I've ever ran. I was so stupid. A) I wasn't that nervous. I think the finals are taking so much of my adrenalin that it was depleted for the race. B) I was looking at this  lady at the start and I thought to myself, "She looks like she is going to run faster than my pace. I'm going to stick with her the first mile." That generally works. I like getting behind somebody during the race, then I feel like I'm just on a practice run. But anyway, the previously mentioned lady turned out to be sooooo slow! I glanced at my watch after the first mile - 9:19. WHAT? My first mile is usually not much slower than 8 minutes. Uhhhh. I totally wasted the first mile excitement and had to make up for it later.

Around mile 3 I finally found a girl I could keep up with but who was still pushing me a little bit (especially on hills). She was perfect, aside from the cross hanging from her chain. I made it my goal to stay behind her and then pass her on the last mile. That's exactly what I did, even though the last mile was unbearably difficult. (The girl in short pale pink shorts and white tank top in the picture below is the girl I ran behind.)
Somebody had a really great idea to have people finish on a race track. When I first heard that I was like, "Oh, sweet! I love doing the finishing lap on a track." Nuh uh. A horse racing track. That's right. Horse. My favorite animal. Not only was it hard to run on this sand-like surface, it smelled so bad I gagged twice during the last quarter mile on the track. I really thought that I was going to throw up so I slowed down.
This is the whole group together. (Rich is taking the picture.) Below is Zoe's and my feeble attempt at a jumping a picture. Zoe and I had a good time too. She taught me all about Girl Scouts and other things that I missed out on. (Daring Book for Girls is now on my wish list.)
All things considered, having a road trip with Barry and Sue, seeing Wendy, Rich, Zoe, Jack, Willow and Rosie, getting to see Sarah, finally visiting San Diego, running a 10K - all that accomplished in less than 24 hours! I had a blast. (Rosie is a three legged 14-year-old cat that also recovered from getting attacked by a coyote. She is pretty much my personal hero now.)

Saturday, June 6, 2009

1 Hour Readiness

Alright. This morning was spent studying. There is one hour until the exam. That's my cue to start jumping to shake out my nervousness. (I get really nervous and excited before an exam.)
Check out this front kick. My foot is moving so fast you can't even see it. I'm a motha fuckin' ninja. A CS 33 ninja.
Roommates are not here. I'm playing The Fratellis full blast.

Calm Before the Storm

My CS final is tomorrow and guess what I did to prepare for it. I watched Bride Wars with my roommate!
That's right. I said, screw it, I know what I know and decided to kick back with some peanut butter cookies. It was gooooood. Beth, we're watching it on Thursday for sure.

Thursday, June 4, 2009


From accomplished to rejected in 3 hours. Where is that feel-good box along with Kleenex?
Waiting for the e-mail where he goes, "JK!"

I Feel...Accomplished

Went to my last ballet class this morning. :-( I'm really going to miss it. Maybe I'll go back to California Dance Theater this summer?

So, I came back and totally Kobed project 8. IT WAS MY LAST ASSEMBLY PROJECT AND I'M DONE!
Ah. Man, I wish I could just put what I'm feeling in a box right now and take it out when I feel down. I feel lighter than air and if I weren't typing this right now I would surely float up to the ceiling and sing Tenacious D's Lee. I feel like Dagny must have felt when she rode on the John Galt line for the for the first time

I would post a piece of the project but I'm sure it would be of no interest to you. OK, I need to put this excitement away for later and study for EE.

Kill Me

Just click on the picture. CLICK ON IT!