I can't believe I brought my heart to leave in San Francisco!

So nice to know I haven't been forgotten by friends and strangers alike. One week plus into the San Francisco city and pace, I am tremendously missing home. But maybe it's just loneliness speaking. I haven't spoken to a human being for more than a fleeting 3 minutes the past 3 days (nice number) since my sister abandoned me for glitzier SoCal. HAHA I just had to type that. And at times like these I wish I had size6 to be annoyed with.

Well we did all the touristy things already. Visit the Fisherman's Wharf? Check. Sip hot chocolate in Ghirardeli Square? Check (highly overrated by the way). Cross the Golden Gate? Check. Eat pastries in Union Square? CHECK. GODDAMNIT THERE IS NOTHING ELSE TO DO IN THIS PLACE. Well, like buying your own computer.. Which I keep procrastinating to do because.. I don't have a local credit card yet and I don't want to pay them in cash because they will be more than slightly suspicious as to where I acquired so much cash. Ah.. Back to the old me, constant jabbering noone really cares about. I am using my landlord's laptop right now.. It doesn't have Messenger. Sorry folks.

And one more thing, I hate the fucking time difference I can't talk to anyone at normal hours! My mom wakes me up at 8 EVERY SINGLE FREAKING DAY because it will be her 11pm. GOD. Other than that (which is pretty much everything) though, I like this place. A place where you see 12 year olds buying the whole Juicy Couture Fall07 collection (ew) and Victoria Secret's sister company Pink - releasing Paris-Hilton-tracksuit folly to the masses, especially in the aforementioned hue. On the other end of the spectrum (and boy is the spectrum broad), we see so many ecologically-friendly girls and boys protesting about everyone's carbon footprint. And then there are the sweet demure girls who work at Anthropologie wearing everything knitted and a silk Anna Sui dress and a pair of cute leather boots. And yet another side of town called the Haight-Asbury neighbourhood revels in its hippie past. Yes, Janis Joplin walked down that lane. Yes, Amoeba records is a great (indie) music store and label that discovers and promotes fresh new talent. Well, well. With so many to agree and disagree on, I think everyone will love at least a portion of this place.

Yesterday was my first day at school. International students orientation #1. All I see are girls dressed up to the nines.. These Taiwanese Barbie dolls (seemingly) trying to outdo each other. One with a Birkin. Oh now I see one with a Burberry trench! (It's not even THAT cold). OOh-oh, now we gotta up our game cause I see one tiny little yellow chick over there with a pair of thigh-high Chanel boots. And they all do Fashion Merchandising. I feel like strangling myself.

Anyhow, many many pictures I took while doing the touristy thing. I will update them when I get my own laptop.

Well poor poor me, I shop at H&M, American Apparel, Urban Outfitters, and Uncle Marc (sales ongoing the whole entire freakin' year HOLY JEEBUS).

That's only because I haven't found my tobacco king (yet). Wish me luck!!