Secants and Tangents

So this weekend the pendulum swung in the other direction. It did not take me out of the rut completely, but it help me put things into perspective. Stupid things upset me, and stupid things elate me.

This weekend was the perfect one indeed, starting early Friday. Like I mentioned last time, I got an A on my Physics midterm. Then, my 1pm class was cancelled, so my weekend started at 12 noon on Friday! To make things even better, I had NO homework to grade!!! This was meant to be. I was either supposed to spend the weekend by myself relaxing, or…

Yeah, that’s right. I made my occasional plans with three of my best friends from high school: Tom, Josh and Duncan (a.k.a. Marc). I “warned” them that we were getting trashed this weekend. And, well, that was an understatement! I gotta get the pics up haha. It was cool to reconnect. It is kind of funny, when you are with people that you have known since forever, you completely feel 100% accepted. They don’t hold shit and baby grudges against me like so many of my UCLA “friends.”

I took the worst regiment of all the guys. Eleven shots (lucky number) in 3 hours. Surprisingly I did not puke, but I did pass out…with a BOTTLE in my hand! Now that I think about it, I am lucky I didn’t puke while I was passed out. Probably the dumbest thing I have ever done, but oh well, only live once haha. I was gone some time around 1am. Shortly before I blacked out, one of my buddies’ friends stopped by with his girlfriend. I didn’t really know them, but of course they were welcomed to join us. I did not recognize her at all…but in my inebriated state she looked damn hot. At some point in the night my friends garnered the strength to carry me to my bed where they would then take a picture of me with all kinds of writing on my face. Crazy.

Apparently Josh was the next one to pass out around 3am. Damn I missed a good party LOL. We have all gotten drunk together before, but not to that extreme! Good times. At UCLA, I did get sick once and it cost me a friend because apparently puking (in the toilet only) means you lack social grace, and that is just against UCLA social rule number 102.5b.

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Sunday morning was obviously a very bad one for me. I woke up to see Tom, Josh and Marc still there, fast asleep. Apparently they had stayed up until like 5. I didn’t hear a thing obviously. We had breakfast as sick as we all felt, and then called it a weekend. What an awesome time lol.

Later that day, I “talked’ to my friend Dan from UCSB via IM. Dan is a funny guy – he doesn’t talk very much. But when he does he is very comedic. He writes very long emails and IMs which I find really ironic considering he is so quiet. I met Dan early my Freshman year at UCSB. Since then we have hung out a lot…either having lunch, hanging out at the beach, playing some sport or another, with me doing most of the talking obviously…but he is one hell of a listener. Dan surfs a lot which I always thought was cool. At UCSB he always offered to teach me, but I never accepted. Instead I would just go with him to Campus Point and watch. When he did eventually try to teach me how to surf, boy was that interesting. It was really funny at how impatient he got with me. The funny thing was, no matter how many times he has tried teaching me, he still does it. Sunday was one of those days. He met me in Ventura and we spent the day out in the waves. I managed to stand up this time and I got an applause from him. He joked with me that he will have to bring me out during the winter when the waves get really big. That comment for some reason put me in the best mood, like wow, even though I can’t surf worth shit, I haven’t been judged because of it.

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There are no coincidences in life. I clearly think that this weekend was supposed to be a wakeup call to me. I am concentrating too much on the wrong people. People that do not want me around, people that are not friends. Rather they just use me to help them with math homework, or programming projects. My real friends seemed more excited to hang out with me than I was with them due to my mood (except for Dan, because he never talks or shows any type of emotion good or bad). Perhaps I need to give up on trying to make more friends at UCLA because there are too many “social rules” at this university, and it has such a complex hierarchy, and complicated subsetting scheme. Obviously, most of my friends are right under my nose, and I have been ignoring them all along. But I won’t be anymore. I even have some friends at UCLA, but the rest of them I should just allow to fade away.