pub night

I had a lot of fun this weekend, of course, at the expense of getting any work done. Last night I was in a pub with J. As you probably know, I am a person who rarely go out at night. I guess I had too high an expectation about myself, hoping that I can behavior perfectly in a social situation. Ironically, this expectation gets me very intimidated in social situations. I felt stupid when I cannot understand conversation happenning right across the table in a loud environment. What if I ask the bartender a stupid question? Or after he/she gives me a list of beer, I can only understand "Miller"? Stupid indeed, but this kind of thought takes myself permenantly off the social scenes. So it is a good step to be out. And I told J. about my imtimidation, and it felt good to be honest.

I hang out with Amsobol family both days. It was fun. I knew more about some mundane stuff. And I planned to go camping and finishing with my friend next week. And I am going to play some poker tonight. I called my Niang-Niang tow nights ago (I almost forgot it because I was so obsessed with "24"). I feel it is time to write her a letter again. I will try to print some pictures online so I can mail them together. I think whenever I can forget about my work, I am a better person in general. Otherwise, just a selfish bastard.