"You crave too much attention," my sis said to me today.

Yeaaaah...so what's wrong with that? Perhaps, lately I have been grabbing other people's attention. "Suddenly appearing" on a person's doorstep. Yelping hyperactively. Writing fervently. And complaining.
Yup, I do crave attention.

Somehow today I woke up from another nightmare. Now I don't remember what it was about. The discomfort still remains me though. I spent the morning in my house aimlessly sitting here and there. My second midterm for pyschology is this Thursday, but I have barely studied past the first page.

Oh yes and I kept having one of those rush of "embarrassing" moments. Yesterday at Lydia's b-day party, I played my techno/trance/eurodance CD. Okay, so the german exchange student groaned, since she comes from the country of trance--too much of it for I assume. Yet I forced everyone in the car to listen on the way back from the restaurant. Bwahahaha. I think I was the only one enjoying it. But it was the discomfort of others that made me cover my head with my poufy blankie this morning. Then my inability to sudden speak yesterday during lunch at Hillside Residence. Sheeesh...I do really stutter. I can't (with heavy accent...I cooooont) speak!!! My exuberance has gotten the hold of me.


When my parents returned from dim sum with the old folks, I decided to ask my mom a question...an idea that had been running around my head for awhile. Somehow, I am always worried that my "eagerness" might set me back...whoaaaa, jenn is that EAGER?!.
"I am just wondering," I began slowly. "What is your opinion of me going to Southern California?"
Immediately, my mom gave me the "you're too young" and "it's too weeeeeiiiirdddd" lecture. Although I tried to back up my stand, it succumbed to the power of parental authority (again).
I think I should have taken Xing's advice...and Mike's advice. Too late now.

I think I shall return to cal in the evening. There is a meeting for all of the residents. It's funny though...my suite is barely united. The suite above us always dine together. Very strange. I don't think I know the people who live in room K--Lark and Elizabeth. I see them occasionally in the bathroom...but they immediately flee after they do their business. I'll go say hi someday...