Sigh, last night I spent half an hour typing up my blog entry, and when I tried to publish it, I got a notice saying error, and when I went back my blog entry was gone. Beautiful. It was actually a pretty good entry recalling upon certain events from this weekend which was actually relatively eventful. Sigh.
So here I sit in the Dwinelle computing facility a half an hour before my class.
Random side note, who reads this blog? Really. Because if it turned out I was the only one to really read it, it'd be kind of disappointing. So if you read this, can you let me know? Just for information sake.
I can't believe that the Giants lost. It's still yet to fully sink in. But let me say this: It hurt a lot more on Saturday night than it did on Sunday, just because WE SHOULD HAVE WON....The Giants should have kept the lead and maybe even have driven a few more, and there should have been the celebration parade in San Francisco today, and I should be saying "Giants: 2002 World Series Champions" instead of "Don't talk to me about that game in my AIM profile, and Phil Sharp should have been dressed however Peter Min pleased today at U3 Small Group. It should have happened. Oh well, hats off to the Giants. You guys played hard. And cheer up Darren, next year.
On Friday after large group we went to the Cheesecake Factory to celebrate Tim's Birthday. That was pretty fun. I had never actually gone there, so it was pretty nice chilling out on the outside patio waiting for our table and the rest of the party, just chatting it up and enjoying the nice view of the city. While we were eating, it appeared the table was divided into three different sections. On the left side, you had a bunch of people yapping about who knows what, although there would be the eruptions from time to time, and I would have to find out from Grace what had just happened. Some interesting stuff apparently. And BTW, Korey's the worst.
On the right side, you had Cynthia, Jason (looking mighty sexy), Justin and Erina who appeared to be in deep mature conversations. We were all scared. And in the middle, Kwan, Sharp and I were just goofing around all night. We made fortresses with our silverware and cups, wrote techno songs with our silverware, and told booty jokes. So mature.....
Oh and btw, there was this really cute girl by the elevator when we were all leaving. I was about to get in the elevator with the rest of them, but I decided to wait for some other people. While we were waiting though, I mentioned it to Jason, and he had noticed her too. Hahah, when we got down I was like "Well I guess she's not here." But Jason said, "No dude, there she is rounding the corner!!!! Let's go!!!"
So we tracked them down, and she ended up giving me her number and we're having dinner this Saturday night.
Okay that last part didn't happen, but it woulda been interesting eh? And had it had happened, don't you think I would have been a bit more elaborate?
I wanna play the guitar. I wanna go home. Useless religious studies discussion, I swear.....
-Phil
