With Mo by my side, we discuss our class meeting with Ding Laoshi, and wonder what went wrong. I'm peacefully, but thoughtfully contemplating. Then I hear it, panting, I turn.

Inside his pickup truck, windows completely rolled down...
Fat, naked up, naked down, the cursed thing swings rapidly back and worth.

I quickly turn around. I grab Mo. She says, "Ow."

Trauma becomes confusion. With clarity, there is anger. I go back, he's gone. Curse him for tainting my mind with grotesque images.

It all originated from a pair of Italian sunglasses that the one-eyed man accidentally left on the BART. They asked me for them. For reasons that only annoy me, those two...they ask me for them. I had to reject them three times with a simple "no." They even made me say it in their ear. They had the nerve to make me explain my blunt rejection to their ridiculous request. For simplicity, I tell them "because I want them." As we walked out the train doors, they suspiciously glance at the glasses I held on my right. I change hands.

I get off the BART at downtown Berkeley. I hear "Chink" and "Chinese Bitch" as we parted. Farewell.

Now, I must think of ways to meet this man again.

Intensity! It's war of the best friends! Gordon and Minj vs. Sho and I! Sho and I should win! We were the first to get into an open relationship, and plus, we have a song! Sho is awesome, we are like two peas in a pod. :-) He's like a girl too, he might even replace Mo one day, lol. I adore him like a little brother, but he's older than me. o_o But in case there are misunderstandings, let me state now that we will never be anything more. So Mo, don't be jealous. ;-)

ASTI Prom was last night.

Drinking. Freaking. Not so much. First time I danced so close to a guy, very disturbing! But he liked guys, so I was more calm. :-) Also got a kiss on the cheek, thank goodness it wasn't somewhere else else the face, so awkward. Almost got fed cake, but I adamantly refused. Met Gordon for the first time, he's awesome. Took a lot of pictures and re-discovered once again, my head is enormous. .V. Other things?...=X

Crazy things happen at prom.

I feel a gentle, wiggly movement on my thigh. I look. I see this tremendously furry creature crawling on my lap, its antennas wiggle somewhat randomly in my perspective, its direction--lost. Out of instinct, using my water bottle because of my phobia of touching things, like a bat, I swing--except like an upside-down swing (lol). In slow motion, I see it fly, I see it arch across space and time. It finally lands, and on the entrance of the bus. I wonder about its safety, I see it wander naively across dangerous territory, where clueless people broad in and out.

It's my stop. I get off. I stand. I look back. It's still safe, but I wonder how long. I want to go back, but with too much doubt running through me, I just stand. The bus door closes, and it parts. Poor little caterpillars don't belong on buses.

I walk to school, wondering if the Caterpillar God would charge me with murder.

FRIDAY, MAY 9, 2008.
Sho and I discuss about our dinner plans scheduled on a Friday. Extreme confusion leads to ultimate confusion.

[15:55] nancyhippo: i thought you were taking us out to dinner tmr
[15:55] nancyhippo: get it checked!
[15:56] its wabaffet: oh
[15:56] its wabaffet: nooo
[15:56] its wabaffet: next friday
[15:56] its wabaffet: wait
[15:56] its wabaffet: tomorrow is
[15:56] its wabaffet: sunday