This comes to you courtesy of my friend Allison's profile (who happens to be in the Cal band):

OK, this comes from stanfurd's student newspaper:
"We see a rivalry, that pits … an elite institution populated by erudite, sophisticated, not to mention well-groomed, students against a dirty, overcrowded lot of neo-hippies."
And this is what we have to say :
"So they hate us because we're poor and, reading between the lines, probably not white. . .But I can't hate them because they're Banana Republic-wearing country clubbers that need two maids and a butler to make sure they hit the urinal. . . .Congratulations on winning the rich daddy lottery; my admiration knows no bounds."

Hehe. Still living yesterday up today. After the game we chowed down on pizza and hit the Southside to grab some dessert and see the remains of the goal posts. Went to bed around 1ish...earlier than usual, all that cheering had me tired and my voice is still a little hoarse over 24 hours later.

Had to go to studio today and do fun things like paper mache a model of a mountain. I was literaly banging my head on my desk, half asleep....by 5:00. Luckily, Candice planned a dinner excursion to the City. I was whisked away from the grey monster that is Wurster Hall, and taken across the bay where it seems Christmas comes early. The Embarcadero Center was all lit up, the Pyramid had its green top on, and Pier 39 had its "raver" Christmas tree up.....(it had strobe lights in it). I now have a case of pre-Thanksgiving Christmas Spirit. Oh well, Let the Season Take Wing! (Happy Thanksgiving?)

We had a nice dinner at Bubba Gumps, and played an awesome game on the car ride back. The game was quite simple, taught to me by my cousins Tiffany and Jason during our Oregon trip this summer. Name a vegetable without the letter C in it. Everyone takes their turn, and is eliminated when they are stumped or utter a vegetable that starts with C. Go fig..that in a moment of pressure I say Chili....which probably isn't even a vegetable anyways.

We added the extra element of being forced to grab one of Lauren's gross flavored Berttie-Bott/Harry Potter jelly beans when we were eliminated. Candice's friend, Andy, got something foul that was eventually spit out the window. I got ear wax. Salty. Kay got vomit (spit out the window.) Yum. No one got Sardine or Grass..lucky for us.

Candice took me back to Wurster where I finished up my drawings and talked to my Professor who had come in to check on us. He seems to like what I'm doing and gave me a pat on the back. Phew. (He made someone else cry.) Came home at midnight...and that was my day.

This weekend feels like it was a week long....and yet it came and went so fast. A good..full....weekend....an extreemly Berkeley weekend that surpassed all my expectations from last week. Now all I got is this week to get through before a much needed Thanksgiving break and extended weekend at home in good ol' Mountain View.