testing and red house

So yesterday was probably one of the most eventul days of my summer, besides my moving day.
I woke up an hour earlier than I was supposed to so I could go to these placement tests for Cal high. I think I did okay on the vocabulary, I knew about 80% of the test - the other 20%, I didn't finish; not enough time (hey, even the 10th and 11th graders sitting across from me didn't finish!). And I think I did pretty good on the reading; I finished like 90?nbsp;Just not the last passage. But man, the essay! I didn't think there was going to be an essay so I didn't even prepare for it. It was so hard, like the topic wasn't hard but writing about the topic was hard: how do labels/titels/stereotypes affect our perceptions and expectations of ourselves and others. It seems easy but then, you had to relate it to this stupid story about a poetry reading. It took me like 75 minutes on that but I'm pretty satisfied with what I wrote; It's not long or anything like the other kids wrote but I think mine makes a statement in all it's simpleness and shortness (1.5 pages).

And then I went to Kilohana Grill that's near my house. Huh, of all the things I didn't they would have out here in San Ramon, they do: A HAWAIIAN BARBECUE! They barely have a real Chinese restaraunt, but they have a Hawaiian barbecue! Even though it's pretty expensive - you can probably get the same thing in Hawaii for half the price - it's still authentic. Like the owner is from Kauai and one of they ladies that I guess co-owns it, is from Hawaii, you can tell. She looks and acts and talks like the local ladies I knew when I was small. Kinda like my old after school teachers.

So yeah, and then me and my mom went to Walnut Creek. Not for shopping. The main purpose was to go check out Red House but since we were in the area, we decided to go shopping also. So when we got to Red House and it wasn't opened yet, so we went to H&M and Macy's and I got myself new bed stuff, like sheets, and my mom got a wok/pan/cooking thing. So while we were there, my mom saw this lady holding a coffee so she wanted a coffee so she dragged me to Ghirardelli (Did you know there was an 'r' between the 'a' and 'd'? I didn't know that!) and even though I was still full from lunch, I had this big ice cream just because everyone else there was having them, too. My mother is making me fat. I probably consumed about 900 calories just from that ice cream. Sheesh!

So then, the big moment of the day, we went back to Red House and it was OPEN! Yay! So yeah we went there and it was like my first time on a guitar and it was SO cool. Even though I only played 2 chords and probably looked really stupid doing, I felt like Steve Vai. No, no I felt like Satch who taught Steve Vai! Yeah! It was awesome. Then, when I came home I watched more Steve Vai videos online. I know.. pretty pathetic, huh? But I guess when you live out here, this is what you do for kicks.