The TomKitten is birthed. Her bump WAS looking rather unnatural lately. Argh, the bias of PinkIstheNewBlog.
Ten pages on European integration due tomorrow. More than halfway there. SO unmotivated... lazy...
but it's ok because my Jamie McMurray lookalike (BJ, our EYE CANDY) called me a politics superstar. AND he said that I could probably get into Hastings. It was like he was trying to get into my pants, he was saying everything I wanted to hear!! LOL, just kidding. Seriously though... compliments are great. Especially from unexpected places. Especially since I was having mini panic attack last week about graduating and post college plans and all that jazz.
I've said it before and I'll say it again... cooking soothes my soul. When things get all crazy for me... like, I prefer cooking to eating. Does that make any sense?
The weather has been beautiful... I love it. I got to wear my Banana shorts with my wedges and I turned my ankle just once. And I clomp down stairs. But gracefully...
TK Noodle @ McCarthy Center in Milpitas is closed. BOO. I am SO in the mood for jello right now. Earlier, I was really in the mood for some boba. Something gelatinous, I suppose. I didn't spell that right, did I? TK Noodle and jello are unrelated, by the way. OOH, buko pandan shake @ Max's. Oh, man. Everything I see or think, I want it. How spoiled of me.
I want a wheel of adjectives! Clever Sprint.
LOL the Next Star of the Food Network show is hilarious... I like it because the other reality shows out there are so scripted and dramatic and based on possible conflict... not to say that I don't love ANTM (what's not to love?).... I'm also liking Cheerleader Nation. It's hilarious, and the girls aren't obnoxious like the ones on MTV (like... all of the ones on MTV).
PAPER. ARRRGH. I WISH I WAS A PIRATE. I also wish that we didn't need LSATs to get into law school. How bout a beauty pageant? What would my talent be... probably some kicky little dance with a smashing sparkly outfit. I really should have taken up ballet or ice skating or gymnastics (it's not called gym-nice-tics) when I was little because the non blessings in the mammary section would have been to my advantage. I probably wouldn't be able to have cute toes to fit into my wedges now, though, so it all works out.
Chrissy's going to show me how to get hyphy on Friday. =) Being drunk, I've found, is all relative. Chrissy supposedly got very drunk last week... but I hardly noticed, as I was somewhat under the influence as well.
Michael... DREAMS.... DREAMS... DREAMS...(i like this song) DREAMS... DREAMS... DREAMS... (sometimes I like to follow my) DREAMS. why do i have to whisper... can i just talk normal now?
Ten pages on European integration due tomorrow. More than halfway there. SO unmotivated... lazy...
but it's ok because my Jamie McMurray lookalike (BJ, our EYE CANDY) called me a politics superstar. AND he said that I could probably get into Hastings. It was like he was trying to get into my pants, he was saying everything I wanted to hear!! LOL, just kidding. Seriously though... compliments are great. Especially from unexpected places. Especially since I was having mini panic attack last week about graduating and post college plans and all that jazz.
I've said it before and I'll say it again... cooking soothes my soul. When things get all crazy for me... like, I prefer cooking to eating. Does that make any sense?
The weather has been beautiful... I love it. I got to wear my Banana shorts with my wedges and I turned my ankle just once. And I clomp down stairs. But gracefully...
TK Noodle @ McCarthy Center in Milpitas is closed. BOO. I am SO in the mood for jello right now. Earlier, I was really in the mood for some boba. Something gelatinous, I suppose. I didn't spell that right, did I? TK Noodle and jello are unrelated, by the way. OOH, buko pandan shake @ Max's. Oh, man. Everything I see or think, I want it. How spoiled of me.
I want a wheel of adjectives! Clever Sprint.
LOL the Next Star of the Food Network show is hilarious... I like it because the other reality shows out there are so scripted and dramatic and based on possible conflict... not to say that I don't love ANTM (what's not to love?).... I'm also liking Cheerleader Nation. It's hilarious, and the girls aren't obnoxious like the ones on MTV (like... all of the ones on MTV).
PAPER. ARRRGH. I WISH I WAS A PIRATE. I also wish that we didn't need LSATs to get into law school. How bout a beauty pageant? What would my talent be... probably some kicky little dance with a smashing sparkly outfit. I really should have taken up ballet or ice skating or gymnastics (it's not called gym-nice-tics) when I was little because the non blessings in the mammary section would have been to my advantage. I probably wouldn't be able to have cute toes to fit into my wedges now, though, so it all works out.
Chrissy's going to show me how to get hyphy on Friday. =) Being drunk, I've found, is all relative. Chrissy supposedly got very drunk last week... but I hardly noticed, as I was somewhat under the influence as well.
Michael... DREAMS.... DREAMS... DREAMS...(i like this song) DREAMS... DREAMS... DREAMS... (sometimes I like to follow my) DREAMS. why do i have to whisper... can i just talk normal now?