Berkeley, I'm Back Babyyy!

Dear Bianca,

Hey what's up? I'm back in Berkeley. Finally! It felt like summer was the longest thing everrr, but now that I'm here, it's like I never even left. 

I'm so tired right now. Classes started today, and I had Japanese 1A at the ungodly hour of 8 am. It didn't matter, though. I was so excited. I busted out my Hajimemashite and my Doozo Yoroshiku. You should've been there. I was awesome. I felt like a smarty-pants. But then we started reading through the syllabus, and I realized pretty much everyone can read Japanese in that class; it wasn't just me. Haha. Damn Berkeley kids. Of course they'd be on top of their game. Of course. 

Anyhowz, Asian American Studies was pretty legit too. Professor Omi seems tight. I think he reminds me of Aihara Sensei. Don't ask me why though...because I don't know. Anyhowz again, I'm gonna need to get a lot of books for that class. One is by a Filipino author, Carlos Bulosan. Exciting, ne? I think this is the first time that I'll be studying about Filipinos in a classroom not situated in the Philippines. 1337. 

Oh and can I just tell you how much assembling my roomies and I had to do the other day?! ZOMGoodness. We bought these bunk beds from IKEA, and we thought they'd deliver and assemble them, but NOOO; we had to do it ourselves. ALL OF IT. It got pretty intense there when Vannalyn accidentally dropped a screw into the bar thingie itself. It felt like the end of the world. But it's cool now. We screwed and screwed til we couldn't screw anymore, and now I'm here sitting on my top bunk. :D 

Hey I miss my co-interns. :[ The next time I see them, I better be at The Grove, munching on whatever Mario Batali comes up with...and listening to Seal. 

Laters,

Bianca ♥