hi there. tired. but felt like talking still. i heart living the life of leisure and just not having school or work. but that'll end soon. but i enjoyed it, for the most part, while it lasted. sat around @ the apt, went downtown, had jello shots for the first time (so good), & stayed over @ michael's place.

went to his 2nd cousin's wedding. it's getting to that time when we're not going to cotillions anymore, but we're starting to go to weddings. wedding receptions are like cotillions except with a lot more alcohol... michael's family grew again when we met cousins that we weren't sure he had. life's fun like that.

i like fuzzy navels. i think it'll replace the midori sour.

project runway this summer? AND the hills? awesome.

loaded potato skins. that's what i feel like.

goodnight.

how come when they report where earthquakes are, they always say that it's so many miles from this city. it's gotta take place in a city, right, so why can't they say that it's like, in the city...

i know. lame. i'm on a lame thing right now. i think i've been away from school for much too long.

why's it so hard to find a good pair of white dressy shoes in a 5.5 ? i know it's not cool to wear a white dress to a wedding when you're not the bride, but i'm throwing caution to the wind and doing it. it's not all white, though, it's patterned, so maybe i'll be excused & the bride won't go all star jones on me. i tried really hard, too, to find a not white dress. didnt work out.

not to sound all arrogant and conceited and everything, really i dont, i just really want to vent because i find this absolutely disgusting. when random guys hit on you... and they're the really not classy, dirty guys who just whistle or honk or say gross things like "hey lady wsup" and it's just plain gross... they seriously think that that isht works?? it's really not attractive. & i'd want to say something cutting and give them the finger but then this usually happens when i'm alone and i don't carry around my pepper spray so i don't think that i'm in the best position to be pissing guys off. but yeah, that's just something that's just plain gross. i mean, it's one thing to get hollered at @ the club while you're all inebriated and wearing your "club gear", you know? but while i'm walking to class or while shopping or walking home from taking light rail, it's just plain unwanted.

sorry. i know that had a conceited undertone to it, but i really needed to vent about it. ick.

I feel like playoff season is too long. forty games in forty nights. remember when it was best of five?

I still haven't had white tea. i feel behind the times. i heart that snapple commercial tho. "we pluck it!"

I want to go skiing. I know it's May. I still do.

Oooh, Snickers. I could go for some Nutella & strawberries again. Ooh, bobsledding. I'm so random tonight.

I know that it looks kinda disgusting, but I've been craving one of those KFC layered bowl thingies for the longest time now... I'm just not crazy about that three cheese blend, that kind of throws me off, but the gravy and the corn and the tatoes and the chicken... I know. I'll stop.

Going shopping tomorrow, if weather permits, for a dress for this weekend. Haven't stepped foot in a Forever21 in the longest time, but here it goes... does h&m have dresses? All I know is that their website is a little difficult to navigate through with my ibook.

There are always these random things that I think I want to blog about and then I just completely forget about it...

Jami & I were playing air hockey and then we took too long and the machine just stopped. =/ I think that should be on me & Michael's wedding registry.

I want the High School Musical DVD. That movie just plain makes me happy. Just cause. It's so sappy and cheesy and Disney and yeah... kind of like Disneyland, I suppose.

Michael & I "babysat" his nephew yesterday. And he drove me back to SF today and we ate an entire package of strawberries with Nutella bc Genki's was closed (doesn't open until 2 on Mondays... who knew?) and we couldn't get crepes.

(I cringe whenever I hear the words "Frisco" & "San Jo" being spoken. I'm just saying...)

I also edit my blogs. It's a carefully crafted personality that I'm censoring here, donchaknow.

A year ago I was in the Philippines. I miss the shopping and the food and the beaches. And the haircut and hairdye and all of that. And the ten dollar mani-pedi. Le sigh.

Glamour magazine says that you get better service shopping when you're well dressed. Yeah, you have to be well dressed to buy things to become well dressed. Right. I think it's true, tho, bc when I'm not scrubby and at Nordstrom, they don't ignore me when I'm walking around the women's shoes. Why do I always type Nordstrom's instead of Nordstrom? It's like how our parents say Crates and Barrel or Traders Joe.