And so, my quest to clear myself out of debt begins...:)

Well, well, finally, after all this waiting, I'll be getting my car tonight...but not without a price. About $700, but I guess that is reasonable...somewhat. Right now, I'm just glad everything's done and installed. The sheer amount I've spent for this turbo kit will probably hit reality in about a couple of days. I am flat broke now. I hope to god that my car doesn't break down and I'm gonna have to make the gas last since I probably won't have enough money to pay for gas! Crikey. Anyway, back to my studying. I'm at the library right now.

Happy Halloween. I just wanted to say that just in case my blog session goes past midnight and it's not anymore. Just to let you know, it's 11:37 right now. Anyway, tonight is a night full of memory. I was messing around with a new site that lets you see satellite pictures of pretty much anywhere in the U.S., minus the mountaneous areas and I was looking at my old house in Fontana, CA, Laura's old houses, and Chris' old house. Then, I was like, why not, I should check out my old japanese school center. That was the place I went to every Saturday at 9 to learn japanese...yeah, a joke, but it was fun. I did that for a few years before I moved to CO. Anyway, that brought back so much memories that I thought I'd write it in here before I forget. I'm currently staring at it right now. Man. it was nearly 8-9 years ago, but man, I still remember it so vividly. I had a great group of friends there too. I'm not going to write everything I remember, because that would just overwhelm me typing it, but I really want to get back in touch with them, if they even remember me still. I wrote the person in charge of the facility right now and asked if there was a list of people's names/addresses that I can contact. Anyway, yeah, we would have annual festivals and athletic tournaments each year that we hosted and it was fun as hell. It was cool mostly due to the fact that it was a "japanese" atmosphese. That's kinda weird to say, but I mean, I watched japanese shows and such and it was just like on TV and the movies. I'd always love the festivals more than the athletic events. We as students would have to help out and set up the booths, take charge of the booths and games and take it down. It was fun! I can't stress that enough. I mean, yeah...well, I really can't write out what I'm thinking. It's too hard. At 9 we'd start school, have recess or break at like, um, 10:30 or so and then we were out by 12:30 I think. Short time, but it was, at the time, probably the best 3 hours of each week that I could have asked for. Well, that may be a bit of an exaggeration, but not really. It's up there. I still have all my awards and such from the school. I take it out once in a while to look at it. I remember when I left, I had to write a speech because I was the graduating person that was going away to CO or something and I had gotten awards a lot, so they thought it would be best for me to do a speech to the entire school about "school" and staying in school. Haha. Funny huh? We even used to go up to the, gasp, forbidden gym area and hang out in there. Haha, how middle school is that???? Then another japanese friend of mine started going there for a couple of years and we had fun too playing basketball during break. I had a crush on this girl during all the years too. lol. Man, do I sound childish. It was cool because a certain group of us would always have the same classes each year because we would just go through the years (equivalent to those in japan) one by one. I ended up graduating "junior high" level in terms of japanese schooling. I remember on the last day before I left, the two girls that I hung out with a lot through the 4 years or so asked me to take a picture with them before I went. I was like sure, and I still to this day remember that picture in my head. Now...do I think that picture still exists somewhere? Maybe, maybe not. It'd be great if it was. Sometimes it's great to just think back and let your mind do all the imagining. Sort of like reliving your entire life again through all the memories that you've accumulated over the years. I do that all the time and it just makes me want to be back then more and more. One of my biggest hopes is that someday we can build a time machine to go back to the past...if it's still preserved somewhere in our vast universe and dimension. I hope it is. If not, I'd want to do it again for sure. No doubt about it. I'd do it in an instant. I then begin to wonder if my friends back then do the same, or even remember me still. I doubt they do, but hey, who knows. People do remember people. A while back I was at Classmates.com and I e-mailed a few people back at my old middle school and one actually wrote back! I was surprised to say the least and I got caught up on the details as much as I could. I don't e-mail her quite a much anymore, actually like once a year now, if that, but it was just cool to relive our middle school history with another person. It lets me know that people do remember the good times and they're not forgotten. I would really hate to have amnesia when I get older. I would never want to forget these memories. I mean, it's what makes up me! If I didn't have any memory, well hey, I wouldn't really care about my life. I'm probably going to go to sleep thinking about this now. I always sleep pretty quickly when I get to bed thinking about this. It's weird. Now, I'm not saying high school memories and college memories are worse than these, but until these memories get put away for a little bit and get "matured" so to speak, you know, actually have them become "memories", I won't think about them. In like 5 or 10 years when the same proportional amount of time has passed, I'll definitely be back here again (if blogger exists!) reminiscing about my current time. Life is just a cycle of experiencing and remembering. Well I think that's it for my midnight flashback about my past. Man, it feels better now to let it out once in a while. I was in a bad mood all week about my car not being done, and to let you know I still don't have it. Tomorrow they're supposed to call me and it's pretty much the last couple of days they have before they have to leave town. I hope to GOD that they really get it to me tomorrow. I'm actually begging now to have my car back. I don't want to have to burden anymore of my friends in giving me rides and such to everywhere I go. This even ties into some of the important things in life. Friends are important. In my case now, without them, I wouldn't have been able to go to school, work, etc. I owe them big time and I sometimes feel sorry that I can't give back to them. But karma, as they say, goes around. Hopefully I'll be able to repay them in the coming future. And then there's Laura. :) She's always there to help me out when I'm in a bad mood. I've been in the worst mood this week and I exactly haven't been nice to her and I'm sorry about that! I'll repay this soon. Well, it's 12:01am right now and that means it's November 1st. Happy 23 months Laura. Almost two years. Gosh that's a long time. I can hardly remember what was going on 2 years ago. What did you say? Yes, I can look back at my blogs, lol. I should do that sometime. Technology is great isn't it? Anyway, I'm tired now and I'm gonna head to bed. Please, please, please, PLEASE GOD have my car done today. I'll do anything. And I love you Laura! See ya laters and that wraps up this super long blog. :)