¿MyStiFieD? Weekend, North Carolina (and Jersey... and... taiwan) update:

First, a picture to give you a visual:

That's right, the sexy girls that Ankit and I had the pleasure of being with this weekend. Right. Anyway. Proceeding.

Thursday night: Drove seven hours to North Carolina. Many a redneck, hillbilly, banjo, and miscellaneous jokes were thrown into the air. We drove in a Saturn, so many dent resistant side panel jokes were thrown too. I started cringing when our driver began pointing out every saturn on the road. But don't worry, I got her back (see sunday).

Friday: Arrived in NC, had our own apartment. Went to pass out and realized that guy's apt that we were staying at was very fruity. I mean, don't get me wrong, I appreciate the fact that he let us use his place while he was away... but holy shit, the place was so clean and prestine. NO GUY lives like that unless he's gay. The final straw? Candles in the bathroom. Let me stress the 's'. That's right, plural. More then one candle. Homo? You be the jury.

Woke up, went to play, saw some true southern people, and it was great. Went to the mall, saw some more southern people. After that, we got ditched by our host, since she was invited to a 50 dollar plate dinner with her co-workers. We chilled, napped, and got ready to go out.

After our host came home, we headed out to a bar/club called Players. It was possibly the greatest experience in my life. Not only was it just fun dancin and drinking, but it seemed like people in NC were less concerned with how they acted. Everyone was pretty much dancing with everyone. I got to dance with the most beautiful asian girl ever. Her smile... my god... made my knees go weak. And then she started talking to me. Of course, i'm a pansy and had no idea what to say, and the next thing I knew, my friends were gone. Instead of you know, being cool and saying "i'll be back" or "i have to go, can I have your number?" I just turned around and peaced out on her. ARGH. I feel like such a moron. I'm still kicking myself.

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So, if you are out there, and you somehow, by some miracle, are reading my blog, please contact me. You are the most beautiful, most perfect girl I think I have ever met in my life. Your smile is permanently imbedded in my brain. I run what if's through my mind all the time, like what if i just stayed another minute and asked you for your number. So if it's in our destiny to meet again, I hope you will even remember me.
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But yes, she was beautiful, tall, with curly hair. It's the fact that I will never know what would have happened if I stayed that really eats at me... sigh.

Saturday: Went to the NC Natural Science Museum with everyone. I took a bunch of pictures, and I was prepared to tell a fake story of how I went hiking and saw the most amazing creatures and landscapes ever, but of course, my camera is shitty and I lost them. Ah well. After that, we prepared for a person's bday party, where we ate at this restaurant with the funniest phone number in the world. I will never forget it. 829-2518. Basically, Tran (the girl we drove down with), asked what time we were going to eat while the other girl was calling information to get the number. So right when she said Eight to Nine, to five, one eight, Tran thought that she was saying the time. It took her a few minutes to realize she was just reciting the phone number to dial.

Oh yea, also went to Duke University and Chapel Hill where this big ass church was:


So then, we went to dinner, went to some clubs where ankit turned on his macking skills:

and went to another co-worker's house where we had tequila shots:

until some people passed out:


Oh yea, Tran also confessed that she hated me, which was pretty much the epitomy of the love-hate relationship we developed in our short time together. And even if she hates me, I appreciate her playful personality and her ability to take it as well as she dishes it.

Sunday: Drove home. Tran got a taste of the Saturn Dance, basically the uncool version of that Mitsubishi Eclipse commercial where the girl is popping. I did this whenever I passed a Saturn. That's what she gets for pointing at every Saturn on the way down.

Also, this was Ankit's navigational skills at it's best:


Oh, and I just like this picture. I'm not going to explain why, but you can ask me if you want:


Wait, there's still more. Hell yea, long weekend.

Sunday (cont): Drove to Jersey to wait for my mom who didn't come home from Taiwan until 3 am. Got my presents, my chinese new year money, said good night and passed out. I have plenty of stories about Taiwan too, but this entry has become too long.

More tomorrow!