Just updating.

A lot of times I would create a "New Post", jot down a couple words, and press "Save Now", with the intentions of coming back and completing it at a later time. Recently, it's become a horrible habit, leaving me with around 25 incomplete posts, waiting for me to devote some love and attention to complete them.

Well, I guess today is just as good as any to start.

Let the pre-final procrastination begin.

The Curse

Finals are coming up.

Actually, let me rephrase that. My chemistry final is tomorrow.

Normal people would be going coo-coo right now, with the mental sirens sounding and screaming "ALERT! ALERT!" in their heads as they cram to make that finals stretch...

But as you can see, that's not me. I, unfortunately, was cursed with an unexplainably high tolerance for procrastination.

Yeah. The Curse so cruelly casted on my mind, taking away all the stress that I should be feeling and replacing them with urges to...

1. Roam around the house aimlessly

2. BLOG

3. Munch

4. Research the health benefits of all my munchies

5. Sleep

6. Eat some more

Despite not consciously feeling stressed at all, I know that my body is in fact VERY STRESSED right now. Because all the symptoms are showing- the sleepiness, inability to focus, and the forever insatiable hunger.

Which led to the ingestion of almost 5 lbs of cherries in the span of last two days (among various other snacks).

So. Good. Nom.

Gah.

I will talk about my berries-addiction another day. :D

Of Living with Dictator 1 & Bully 2

I don't really remember the entirety of my dream last night, only snippets. One particular scene, however, stood vivid in my memory, and the tsunami of emotions that crashed over me at that particular time in my dream feels just as clear now as it did then.

I dreamt of a very expensive looking food processor. What was better: it was on sale. *insert JOY&EXCITEMENT*

What. the. Fuck?

Yea, I thought so too.

I guess it has been a while since I tearfully bid farewell to the good companion of Nina's former aparmentmate's handy-dandy food processor, and I guess it has also been a while since I last touched the oven. Lately, I haven't been inspired to bake anything. The closest I've come to wanting to bake was upon seeing some sinfully delicious looking Ferrero Rocher Macarons (with FR being my favorite chocolate dessert and all), but it soon died as I stumbled across some other exquisite looking French dishes that made me wanna COOK more than BAKE (namely Anthony Bourdain's Roti de Porc Au Lait).

Well, let's hope foodgawker spits out some inspirational desserts sometime soon, or fatty Jon's not getting any sweets.

Which, leads me to the title of this post: my housemates. or more specifically, Jon & Bailey & Nina. Oh how I love living with them. Everyday is filled with mild insults and playful banters that makes me laugh so hard that I think I might get abs just from laughing by the end of this year.

Dictator 1: Bailey Zhao

"You should be HONORED to be in my presence."

Bully 2: Jon Lin

"Go to your room. Yea, that's right. Do as I say."

and what are we (Nina&me)? The giggle girls & the minions.

"Oh yes honorable Bailey!"

I will be sad when Bailey leaves at the end of this month. (I think.)

I'll miss him though, no lie.

Start of Solidarity

Today marks the official end of my dormitory life. I was officially "kicked out" of my dorm at noon. Strangely, instead of emptiness, I was filled with courage and curiosity. Like growing up. I wonder how life is going to be beyond this point. And thus the adventure begins.

Today was also a step forward for many of my good friends, namely, the seniors from Marshall, Revelle, and Muir. It was their graduation today, signifying the completion of their four years of hard work. Congratulations. I wish them luck as they plunge into the adult world and become part of the working society.

Oh yea, today also signifies the start of Summer vacation. BOOYAH. Let's go play.