I barely managed to drag my buttocks to school through the first week of spring semester, and I already have this stack to worry about. How much more torture will this week offer?
I can already foresee a semester of continuous whining.
I don’t want to go to school tomorrow. WHEN IS SATURDAY.
![Week Three.
Late update.
My friends and I went on an out-of-town adventure to celebrate our short-lived winter break to, at least, experience something fun before another painful and hectic semester starts. Scott, Benj, and I were a little late; we kind of caused our supposed schedule to be postponed for a while. Anyway, first stop: ice skating. Maaan, you all don’t know how thankful I was for not falling on my buttocks. I held on to my friends like crazy [thanks for existing Shannaynay and Cheezeka]. Then, we went to Jollibee. I was really anticipating the food because I haven’t eaten there in four years, but much to my dismay, they didn’t have anything I wanted to order; most meals were unavailable or simply not existing in America. Boo. After ~that disappointing fast food place~, we went to Westfield to stroll and look around, but Shannay, Cheezeka, and I just ended up shopping. Before we left the area, we went out to walk around Downtown. There was this man—we assumed he’s not sane because he was talking to himself—who kind of trailed us. When we stopped walking, he did, too; when we resumed, he did the same, so we ran off to the other side of the road and walked ahead. And then, lo and behold, we found Urban Outfitters. Since there isn’t one in the ~mountain of an area~ we live in, we attacked that store like coocoo apes. Sadly, we weren’t able to purchase anything because nothing in that store matched our budgets. You all know how dirt poor college makes you.
Oh, and my mom gave me a pep-ish talk. That doesn’t happen much—because my mom usually acts my age—so, when such phenomenon occurs, I take it to heart. Out of everything she said, this is what stood out to me the most. She told me, “The reason I’m always pushing you to be strong and do certain things you think you’re incapable of doing is because I know what you have, and what you have is great potential. You’re able, and you’re capable of doing a lot more than you think you can. I know it very well.” I needed that. Nothing beats a mother’s encouragement. I love you, mother dearest!
And for my ~slightly relevant~ quote of the week:“When a dream is broken, you can always build a new one from the pieces of the old one.”](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyjiwpuPN91qb50q9o1_500.png)
Week Three.
Late update.
My friends and I went on an out-of-town adventure to celebrate our short-lived winter break to, at least, experience something fun before another painful and hectic semester starts. Scott, Benj, and I were a little late; we kind of caused our supposed schedule to be postponed for a while. Anyway, first stop: ice skating. Maaan, you all don’t know how thankful I was for not falling on my buttocks. I held on to my friends like crazy [thanks for existing Shannaynay and Cheezeka]. Then, we went to Jollibee. I was really anticipating the food because I haven’t eaten there in four years, but much to my dismay, they didn’t have anything I wanted to order; most meals were unavailable or simply not existing in America. Boo. After ~that disappointing fast food place~, we went to Westfield to stroll and look around, but Shannay, Cheezeka, and I just ended up shopping. Before we left the area, we went out to walk around Downtown. There was this man—we assumed he’s not sane because he was talking to himself—who kind of trailed us. When we stopped walking, he did, too; when we resumed, he did the same, so we ran off to the other side of the road and walked ahead. And then, lo and behold, we found Urban Outfitters. Since there isn’t one in the ~mountain of an area~ we live in, we attacked that store like coocoo apes. Sadly, we weren’t able to purchase anything because nothing in that store matched our budgets. You all know how dirt poor college makes you.
Oh, and my mom gave me a pep-ish talk. That doesn’t happen much—because my mom usually acts my age—so, when such phenomenon occurs, I take it to heart. Out of everything she said, this is what stood out to me the most. She told me, “The reason I’m always pushing you to be strong and do certain things you think you’re incapable of doing is because I know what you have, and what you have is great potential. You’re able, and you’re capable of doing a lot more than you think you can. I know it very well.” I needed that. Nothing beats a mother’s encouragement. I love you, mother dearest!
And for my ~slightly relevant~ quote of the week:
“When a dream is broken, you can always build a new one from the pieces of the old one.”
I don’t want you frolicking around my blog and copying my vocabulary, you farting secondster. Shoo shoo.
Week Four.
River || Lights
Out across cities I see buildings turn into piles
And watch the world in wonder, as mountains turn into tiles
And trees loosing their leaves and their faces becoming tired
I wish I could discover something that doesn’t expire
Come and stumble me
Take me river, carry me far
Lead me river, like a mother
Take me over to some other unknown
Put me in the undertow
Such are the things that make a kingdom rumble and shatter
The same dynamic that another day would never matter
It really just depends on who’s giving and who’s receiving
And things that don’t make sense are always a little deceiving
Come and stumble me
I’ve always preferred this over the upbeat version. Acoustic all the way. Lights’ lyrics are always beautiful.
What is Saturday. What is weekend. What is rest.
People are starting to irk me a little more than they should.
Winter? Does that even exist in Southern California?
I have decided to start reading the assigned novel for one of my classes that won’t start until Thursday. My goodness. How unusual. What is happening to me? Am I infected with some kind of virus or what? I hope they’re just allergies. Hahaha.
So long, mighty queen of procrastination alter ego. Let us not meet until I’m done with college and filthy rich.
Week Three.
One Thing || One Direction
Because I’ve been a bit too obsessed with this song ever since the music video came out. One Direction, they’re fine creatures, alright. Especially Zayn.
I am 5 hours away from having to painfully drag myself out of my loving bed to go to le torture chamber otherwise known as school, and I am not anywhere near being sleepy.
I should start crying. That’ll exhaust my eyes. Or maybe I’ll just poke my eyeballs.
Week Two.
I will forever be grateful for the invention of HDMI cables.
A week I spent infecting myself with romantic shenanigans which caused the enlivening of my hopeless romantic self. Also, I realized that I am really good—outstanding, even—at wallowing in bed, being a couch potato, and fattening myself. (I know, I know, what a discovery.)
It is quite usual of me to stuff myself with Asian dramas and movies—Korean and Taiwanese in particular. This week, I finished a few dramas and movies, but the most remarkable one was In Time With You (我可能不會愛你). The first few episodes were quite uninteresting, but the story somehow pulled me into watching an episode after another, and I ended up anticipating the climax. I’d say this is the best Taiwanese drama I have come across and is, now, one of my favorite Asian romantic comedies.
Anyway, brief summary. In Time With You is about two best friends who are in love with each other—one is in denial that she is in love with her best friend in fear of losing the only genuine and constant friend in her life, while the other just always, always misses the opportunity of confessing his feelings…and then things get more interesting. The drama ended really well. I still get random withdrawal symptoms every now and then. If you’re as much of a cheeseball as me, I urge you to watch this. :)
Why can’t I have a love like You Qing and Da Ren, or Jun Pyo and Jan Di, or Seung Jo and Hani? I can only wish. Asian dramas set the standards a little too high. *long theatrical sigh*
I HAVE NO LIFEEEE.
Relevant quote of the week:
“We are all going to kiss a few frogs before we find our prince.”
D’aww. How sweet. Thank you, @camillecaptures. I appreciate it.
I gots my first fan mail, gaize! I feel like I can join the k3wl population now. I’m gonna creyez.
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