ME: What a day yesterday was. First its sunny. Then it becomes heavy rain right as I get out of the train to school. We have to wait till it stops raining so hard, we had no umbrella. Then, its sunny 15 minutes later. We run to the nice shelter that is the college. It then rains some more and then is sunny.

The day itself isn't that noteworthy. I come up with an "expository" speech, where I show people how to become a psychologist. The class generally wasn't ready, so we don't even have to do the speech until Wednesday. We leave early and Michelle's partner Fernando gives us a ride home. He's ex-military and wants to be a cop. He gives you this impression that he thinks he’s fearless. Atleast I got a ride is what I’m thinking. I tried to make conversation with him by talking to him about subjects that he likes, like talking about the military and being a cop. It worked out so that’s nice.

Just now received some really mixed news. I did rejected from UCLA, which I expected. However, UC San Diego has accepted me. I’m really surprised about that. They say, “UCSD is a major research university with a distinguished record for teaching undergraduates. A recent National Research Council study of the quality of research in universities across the United States revealed that UCSD is ranked tenth, and second among all public universities.” Michelle is plain shocked. Though the only set back is that the major I applied for there was Sociology. I know I can be accepted for that at UC Davis and possibly UCLA. For you guys that are baffled by the system, it works a lil like this: They look at your overall GPA and then look at the GPA for your major classes. Each university has a different set of major requirements. However, they’re very similar. I knew I couldn’t get into UCSD with Psychology because I don’t have Calculus. I have disbelief that I can do Calculus. I’d have to take Pre-Calculus first before that ofcourse. I have the prerequisite to enter into that class though. So yeah. Meanwhile, you have Michelle who is kicking my butt GPA wise. She has a 3.6 right now and would likely get into almost any public university right now. She also has tougher classes than me, she’s taking the Second level Chemistry with Calculus and Cellular Biology. I have the capability to take that bio and chem. Class, but I’m not trying to be a psychiatrist. Well, Michelle is demanding my time right now, so I got to go. Thanks for the comments.

Michelle:Thinking about what Honey said, I should just give it a try. Maybe the reason I haven't is that the people in the past that I helped, don't even try to help me. I remember my former best friend that I knew from childhood that I helped her since I was a kid. I was there for her when she needed help on my homework or when she needed someone to talk to. However, if I needed to have someone to talk to or need advice, she probably won't be there. She only called me to fill in her blank. Leaving that, if I call her, she probably busy or not even busy just don't feel like talking because she don't need it. She still does this by the way. I can have more chance of someone helping me to move than her or if my car broke down, I can count on someone else than her. In turn, I don't really talk to her now. She lived in LA still, and I moved here to start a new life, leaving people that hurted me or betrayed and never look back because thinking about still make me sad, knowing that I can't trust anyone (except tino) including my family (except my little sisters I love them very much but I felt a lot of guilty not being their big sister with them while they are growing up)