Finals are finally over. 4 finals in 7 days killed my brain and health. I feel like an old man right now. It was weird to finally have my first year at Berkeley finally over. I did enjoy this semester a whole lot more than last since my classes weren't as demanding. Plus I got used to the lifestyle a lot better. It doesn't even feel like summer right now, especially since the weather channel says it's going to rain this week. What the heck, it's mid May and it's raining?! I hope the Giants-Cardinals game we're going to isn't affected by the rain. I might have to use my Chinese Heritage cap to keep me dry. If we're lucky, Bonds will break Ruth when we watch him, I'll catch it, get mobbed by other people (probably by my own CBCers), and sue everyone for the baseball. Plus I'm sick of all these Barry haters. I mean come on Russ Springer, you're lucky Barry has no knees left in him or he'd charge the mound and eat your face off. Get over it, he hit a freaking homerun off you years ago, and 200 Barry homeruns later, you're still drilling him? I think Springer just wants to see Barry fight him so he can get suspended. Barry is smarter than that.

I appologize to all my softball teammates for missing the past two weeks of softball practice to study for finals. I'm not the Iverson type who doesn't feel practice is important, because I do. I just wanted to finish my semester strong. I hope it doesn't rain this Sunday so I can finally practice again. I'm looking forward to this season of softball, although the fact that we're in a higher league seems sort of intimidating. I think once we get out there and start playing, things will be fine. This season will definately be tougher and there's a lot of things I need to improve on. I need to buy Harold Reynold's tapes, and start working out so I can have more bat speed. And beware, if I get called out on strikes, I'm going to throw my bat at the ump, Delmon Young style.

I got my Hank Blalock card back autographed, but for some reason, he decided to sign it on the one place I didn't want him to sign on. There's some black (ink) on black (background) action going on in my card. But it's still cool.



I still haven't figured out my summer plans yet. Most likely, I will just work at Math Camp and take it easy this summer. At first, I was really nervous about my future, and about how I'm probably the only guy at Berkeley without a summer internship while people are already setting up jobs for after graduation. In a sense, I do feel that I'm at a disadvantage since I lack job experience, and it is going to hurt me when I walk into interviews next year looking for full time work with a somewhat blank resume. But I know God will help me find something eventually, even when everyone else has resumes the size of dictionaries. I hope this summer turns out to be a good one, with good memories and time spent with people.

I haven't mentioned it much because I don't like to talk about it because it only emphasizes myself as a failure, but I did get an interview for Target a few weeks ago. It was for a summer management internship position in Albany. I thought it would be a good chance to get some experience at a stable company, so I applied and was offered an interview at the job fair. However, the interview didn't go too well. I was myself, and that probably did me in, and obviously, it wasn't good enough since they didn't call me back. They even made me take this stupid "survey" online afterwards as the next step in the hiring process. I think they just wanted to test my intelligence. It was a freaking Wonderlic test. It started asking me questions about myself, then all of a sudden I had to do math questions with no calculator and it was all timed. They even had those stupid "If Tom sits next to Jerry, and Ben sits next to Jerry, but Jerry can't sit across from Kramer, where is George?" questions.

The interviewer was pretty honest with me, giving me a pretty clear indication that I wasn't going to be considered much for the position. He basically told me that he worried that as a manager, I would let things slide too long before I did something. I guess he saw me as too soft, and not a leader. He also started talking about Barry Bonds, and how he's an example of how some people just have that quality in them, and others don't. To him, being a leader means being able to fire someone and dishing out orders. It means being responsible for your (and the workers below you) actions, and not giving any excuses if the task isn't completed. In his eyes, I'm just another follower, a sheep if you will. Obviously, I wasn't what they were looking for.

Ironically, I got a call back from 7-11 about their store management internship program even after I made a complete idiot out of myself during the job fair. I had to turn down the interview because the internship is in Las Vegas. Some of you guys would kill for an all expense paid summer internship in Las Vegas, but that's not my thing. The guy who called me sounded confused, like "why did you apply if you don't even want the job?" Sorry, but I have no idea why I applied either.

Peony told me that I should have a goal, something to work on. So I've finally figured it out, I'm going to work on being a leader. But being a leader doesn't mean bossing people around and telling people what to do. Those are called jackasses. Even though it's a slow process with no guarantee I'll ever get there, I'll learn to be a leader in my own way.

Alex, I finally got around to the comic topic you suggested. Here's a new Bevis and Spud. Thanks for reading: