weekend back at home

didn't feel like it should've been. instead of relaxing and wasting away hours hanging out with friends... the first thing im greeted with is a list of chores to finish. i'm most productive when i'm givin little time to accomplish multiple tasks. lets see what i've accomplished this labor day weekend:

• call bestbuy and setup an appointment to get this new fridge fixed for my dad.
• buy printer ink and teach tony how to install it.
• meet up with a shady white guy at wrigley field to buy wheels only to call him back 2 minutes later and return it to him. sorry man.
• go to tom's house only to find my bikes un-assembled. fucker.
• assembled bikes.
• finally put brakes on my bike after riding a year without them. i feel like i dont need them anymore, but it still feels nice to have that extra assurance though.
• fixed the creaking sound on my seat.
• FINALLY FINISHED MY BIKE TO RIDING CONDITIONS AND IM SO SATISFIED WITH IT. this is one of the most accomplished feelings i've ever had. i spent almost 3 months on it, and seeing it come to fruition makes me smile.
• cook 5 plates of food for dinner for my sick aunts, cousin, and tony.
• washed 5 plates of food worth of pots pans plates and dishes.
• get my computer fixed (thanks A LOT, brian).
• midnight bike ride (finally.)
• get a hard drive and backed up all my important files (music, pictures, homework). feels good, man.
• got my presby check filled out.
• repacked everything in my bag.
• repacked everything in my car.
• took tony out to eat.

although i'm disappointed i couldn't simply relax over this weekend, im glad i got to finish stuff that needed to be done months ago.

being away from home so long made me realize how much i disliked ignorant chinese people when i came back for just 2 days. i don't like my house too much. i can't sleep in my bed without thinking about stuff i dont want to think about. i cant just sit around without having my dad call me every other hour pestering me about unneeded things. but i shouldn't complain, hes paying for everything. as i was driving today, i pictured myself on a motorcycle speeding down streets not caring about what could happen. and for awhile, it didn't seem that bad of an idea... only if i pay my dad back first and make sure he's living a content life with a steady income from me. it was a really comfortable feeling, thinking about having nothing to care about.

anyways.. the weekend is over. back to urbana.

the gaos?