I hope everyone is having a good 4th of July weekend. I'll begin with my day yesterday:

1. Mad Allan made a guest appearance yesterday at math camp (Peony claims that Mad Allan has been making a lot of cameos this past month, mostly around her). A week ago, this kid we'll call...Stan Lee, stomped on my foot at math camp twice. I'm not talking about stepping on my foot, which happens in crowded halls. I'm talking stomps, as in lifting his leg and smashing down with full force. He did this for no apparent reason and I was very upset, but all I did was yell out his name in anger and walk away. I should not have allowed him to get away with that in the first place, because now he thinks he can do whatever he wants to me. Yesterday, he went too far and while I was playing volleyball with the kids, he comes up from the side and knees me in the thigh. It was a cheap shot that I was not prepared for and once again, he did it for no apparent reason. His knee just dug right into my thigh. After, he just ran back to the bench and started laughing. What got me even more ticked off was the "teacher" next to him laughing, as if he put him up to it. I felt like punching him and punching the "teacher" , but all I could think of doing was telling him not to do it again. As bad as I wanted to retaliate, I knew if I did, that'd be the end for me, whether that meant I get kicked out from being a helper, or even having a lawsuit slapped on me.

I just decided to leave the schoolgrounds for an hour and walk. I think walking and thinking is very therapeutic. I felt like driving home, but I also wanted to see the kids play their volleyball game. Plus if I left for the day, it'd almost be like this kid won in ruining my day. I just sat on my car thinking how sad that even though I was pissed as hell, in two months I was going to miss everything about this summer: the kids, the people at camp, being able to wake up at 9 and sleep at 1 in the morning, not having a single essay or math problem to solve. So I went back to finish the day at math camp, and I'm glad I did because I ended up having some good conversations with people before the day was done.

I saw "Stan Lee" walk past me on the way out later that day. I didn't have anything to say to him, nor did i have anything to say to the "teacher" who was laughing when I got drilled with a cheap shot. Respect and any sympathy I had for them was instantly lost yesterday.

2. We went to Chevy's later that night to celebrate Elisa's graduation. It was a pretty fun get-together with some good food. I had the usual, Chicken Quesadilla. I think Jenica had the Eric Estrada Tostada Salad, according to Pat. Ben and Bernard has the same dish, except Bernard chose the black beans and Ben got them refried.

3. I have my Berkeley orientation this Thursday. I'm going to have to pick classes and mingle with newcomers. All of you know how bad I am at mingling. I literally spent two years at CCSF trying not to mingle, and now I'm going to be thrown into the den of lions this Thursday. Perhaps I will make a new friend, perhaps not. The crappy thing is there's going to be a dinner and it might mean I'm going to have to sit and eat dinner all by myself until my dad comes to pick me up. I hope they have Eric Estrada Tostada salad to keep me company.

I'm not afraid to admit I'm scared as hell about going to Berkeley. People keep telling me I'm going to be fine even though I'm going to be up against the smartest of the smart, and the top students of various high schools. The bad part about that is I was a horrible student in high school. I don't think I got any smarter in college, I just worked harder and it got me to where I am now. Perhaps my work ethic is the only thing that's going to keep me afloat. That and my charming personality and good looks.

4. Supercal had a very good entry about missionary work and putting everything into perspective in his blog. I advise you to go read it if you haven't already done so. I too don't think I can just leave everything behind and do missionary work, even though it probably is true that I would accomplish more meaningful things that way. I guess the American Dream has been drilled in to me.

5. I think Blogger has a new feature that allows me to upload pictures. So with that said, have a good one everybody.