AJ: One Day of Highs and Lows

Saturday: I was conscious for fifteen hours this Saturday, November 14th, 2010 and this is how my day played out.

It started out 9:00, as my groggy, semi-conscious self got up and ready for a hiking trip up to Tilden Park. Nine wushuers, a 15 minute bus ride, a distraction of some cows, ducks, and bunnies, and then an hour hike with some detours led us to a rock plateau picnic spot with a beautiful scenery. There was a photography session, a napping session, and a dog petting session and of course lunch. Coming down was much faster it included a failed game of contact, several fun successful games of telephone, and follow the leader - because when you're hiking in a single file line, what's more tempting than follow the leader?
Take a nap on the bus, some gelatto, and then I was good to go brave the trip to S.F. for another gospel choir concert. That was-- if I didn't get lost.

Originally, I'd made plans to go with a friend, hoping, he would perhaps know the way more than I? Only, he came to be even more neurotic than I. I received 20 calls from him between Friday and Saturday. You must know I am horrible with directions myself-

4:30PM
- Should I go to the concert?
- Come with me to do a solo!
- What should I wear?
- Should I go as casual? or very professional?
- Should I wear sandals? Or dress shoes?
- What if these shoes hurt?
- Which Bart should I take?
- Why didn't you wait for me? ( Our class was scheduled to meet at the train at 5:20. The train did indeed arrival that that time, at which I then boarded. He however, was across campus waiting for the bus at said time.
- Which train do I take? ( There's a train schedule at every other billboard, plenty of bystanders, and an email stating the complete directions to the performance)
- Where is the bus stop?
- Which bus do I take?
- Is the bus fare $2?
- How do I get a transfer ticket?
- When do I ask for a transfer ticket?
- Which way is the church? (Read the streets signs dammit!)
- Do I enter from the front or back door? ( Please just come in and ask for directions to the concert hall..)
- Where are the stairs?
- Where are you guys?
- Am I very late?
- Can you leave with me early if the concert runs later than 10? I have to leave by 10.
Coming back from the concert---

- How about we eat at the Asian Ghetto, close to where I live?
- We should hang out some more!

(NO- I live on the opposite side of campus and --curse you-- if I'm staying with you for another hour and end up walking by myself at 12am in the morning across campus in Berkeley- in a dress, in heels, in the winter-... *Fume*)

12:09 AM

And yes, this was the rest of my afternoon. I did come back Sue and Jen who graciously let me rant, fed me chocolate and dinner. Then Ryan came downstairs with a hug and some cookies. (And Zach, despite the short video msg - it made me very happy to see your face. And your hair. And you eating a panda- but don't eat too many, you'll get fat! ^-^) They don't know how happy they'd made me after that whole ordeal.

I guess I could say I came back feeling pretty empty, depressed, and used, but I love my friends here, and I really really miss you all.