life: Cali pt. 5 San Fran

in san fran.



when we got to san fran, we first found our hotel CQ, which was one of the cheapest ones that i had found (so it was a good choice in my opinion). we checked in, and got into the elevator--but we kept pushing the button for our floor, and the light would go back off. so then, i noticed that there was a slot by the bottons, so we had to slide our room key, then we would be able to get up. but when we got in the rooms, lo-and-behold, there is one twin bed. in each room. we couldn't do that. we needed two (twin & bigger) beds. so he guy @ concierge was kind enough to change rooms.



surprise-surprise! we got new rooms, and there are two beds in them--just singles. ha-ha! singles!!! even worse!!! nice. so in the end, we had to put them together (if we were going to do that, then we might as well kept the other room!).



keni's ma and my da patroled, killed the fun, and i was like, "I'm not going out there. (i was in the showers--and not getting out) i know that i'll say something out of line. but who the F*CK PUT THEM IN CHARGE?!" sErIoUsLy. man. like stuck up d*cks.



my ma comes over: "we don't need to get up early tommorow--9am is good."

then jim's da comes over: "why are u guys still up?! we need to get up early!!!" (<--if you're gonna march around and commanding ppl like the pricks you are, then GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER!!! get in sync man! plan a meeting or some stupid sh*t like that. A says 9 o'clock. then B comes barging in, saying 'what the f?!' 'we're getting up at 8:30!' my dad is like: "turn off the TV." (<- what the F*CK?? it's a FR*GGIN vAcAtIoN!!! OUR vacation! we can't even WATCH TV?! what the h*ll??!!) anyway. we went to pier 59 (fisherman's warf) to eat seafood. LO-AND-BEHOLD, there's not a SNACK STAND in sight!!! it's just a stupid walk!!!! seriously. not even a good view! so we walked, and there was like a fair going on with lotsa tents (though not as many ppl as in the taste). but they weren't selling food...i had no idea what the purpose was. there was a stage w/ singers sponsored by a local station. (bad singers. when we left, they're doing 'just dance' by gaga, and i was like, 'they CAN NOT sing. lemmie up there!' (though i would have died of embarassment, i OWN that song. lol. the irony is that i HATED her when i first saw her @ Ms. Universe. her outfit & lyrics. but now, she's like the best.) we got tired of walking, and we bought ice cream @ a ben&jerry stand (ok, i admit, there was ONE stand... or a handful--still not many though). by this time, kate had steeped on jim's shoe laces and he was steaming. the thing is, he's one of those ppl who don't yell. he silently fumes. he doesn't talk, he doesn't respond. we (the cuzins) were like, "What's up w/ him?" cause there was definately something up. later, i found out from.....(??) that kate's ma (like all other chinese parents) didn't like jim's sagging pants, or his untied shoelaces. so she unsuccessfully tried to step on them. but kate did step on them, and they broke. (they need to leave us the F*CK alone!!!) it's the same w/ tied up hair--if i put my hair down, my ma's like, "好似成個傻婆gum ah!" ("hoe tzi ge sou pao gum ah: you look like a crazy woman!)

she NEVER liked my hair down. I LOVE IT DOWN. how it looks. but i can't stand it for the entire day. so good for her.


but my sis has always had less hair then me (though when we were little, she had more hair), so she would have it down. lately, both my parents want it up in a ponytail (no duh!). i have no idea what brought it on.


my ma: "see? gum mai 靚 dee law. (see? now it's much better)

my dad didn't help: "gum mai lang dee law. (now it's prettier)"

so. back to jim.

he got mad @ katie, and stayed mad. even when his dad joined us w/ his grandpa and he was just spoiling the mood for everyone. so stupid, but we can relate.