What's That On Your Face?

My attempts really do suck don’t they?  Eh I’ll give credit where credit is due on that one.  Maybe I’ll just guest post periodically when I finally remember to.

Anyways, it seems we’re finally at the end of this arduous, random, long semester!  It’s been quite a ride I do think.  How hard is it to believe that we’re done with freshman year!!  Not that we’ve rung in the new summer too originally.  Dubbing a table the “LOL table” doesn’t start dead week and finals off too nicely (and no, not the kind that involves laughing nor out loud communication).  Sleeping properly for the first night in days to find others peculiarly strewn on the various couches reminds me of what I’ve been doing all week.  If there’s ever too many games, we definitely hit it.

But on the bright side, we made it through!  And all the exams went well!  (Or as well as they could).  Except that take home one that hasn’t been printed yet.  But why do now what I can do tomorrow eh??

… never seem to go very far. Kid still owes more posts than me. The school year is almost over! We’re almost not freshmen anymore!

I didn’t mean to… a lot of things happened all at once. Namely exams and papers. And maybe a new girl in my life. And maybe a raging new incentive to be more present at my own college (not a day goes by that I don’t regret listening to that Wiessman). I figured Willy Week is a good time to pick up on this again.

I think we’re all calling ‘bullshit’ on the people who said this week was going to have little work. I just want to sleep. I don’t think any of us are getting sleep this weekend, considering how everyone is going to start their day at 5:30am on Saturday.

I’m tired, so let’s do some incoherent, fragmented updates (sorry, future Connie. I know my grammar is despicable enough normally).

• On campus team: Ashley, Komal, Linh
• Off campus team: Connie-A, Chris, John, Sirus
• Hepatitis B Awareness week a success (poor Connie-A did not get a commission…)
• Parkinson’s fundraiser is underway under the vigilance of Connie-A, Connie-1, and me
• Blood Drive… is getting there. I really don’t like running such a big shebang on my own
• Orgo labs suck
• Orgo sucks
• So much Yu-gi-oh going on during midterm recess
• John gets delirious with sleep deprivation
• Connie-1 and I wonder what Chris’s reaction would be if we told him she had herpes; (hopefully an exciting) reaction to follow in an upcoming post
• Finally ordered a guitar; hopefully I will learn something soon
• Tried out for EMT again; hopefully I’ll get it with Scott
• Got PCA. Yay for acronym title acquisition!
• Poor Connie-A has so many artsy jobs. She must get paid soon.
• I don’t get the hype about Hunger Games. Worst series I’ve ever read.
• I still hate interviews
• Martial arts is not happening this semester; 10am on Saturdays is asking way too much. Hopefully it’ll happen next semester
• Spring break was awesome. Started off terribly, but ended amazingly.
• Ashley’s and my psychology professor is still incompetent. That woman should not be allowed to stand in front of a class and talk.
• Started working out again. It’s been a while, as my muscles remind me
• I do not have time to volunteer at the hospital. Bummer.
• Speaking of hospitals, I need to write letters to people back home, ASAP. I have not done so since the start of the semester.
• Going to Vietnam this summer to visit the new nephew and niece?! 

Though college holds many unique and interesting experiences, there is one in particular that holds true universally, a law every college student eventually grapples with.  That rule is that as time passes, hunger only grows.  Hunger never falters.  Hunger never pauses, or waits for you.  The later it gets, the more you realize how empty that little bag inside of you is, and how much you crave just a morsel of delicious food.  The problem is, at 3AM, there aren’t quite that many options available.

Say hello to nearby open-late McDonald’s!  Though finding out the possibility of food at every ungodly hour at the night seems a blessing, there’s probably a curse hidden in there associated with the fabled “Freshman Fifteen.”  Oh well.

Hiking down there with Fellow Lion King Chris proved to be a full out adventure, what with the getting lost and the visiting so many different buildings, following different directions, and eventually almost stealing (accidentally!) a scrubs-clad man’s mocha.

Was it worth it?  Probably not the next day, with those extra grams of fat humming on the brim of an expanded stomach.  But for the companionship, and the entertaining discussions that accompany such a late bedtime?  Worth every calorie.

PS: Two posts in a row with a long break in the middle?  Who’s the slacker now?  >:D

So recently I’ve been doing a lot of thinking.  This semester has been a whirlwind so far, between the many, many things that have happened in my life.  I guess I’ve been given a chance, in a way, to start afresh and run with what I’ve learned.  That’s why recently I’ve been setting quite a few goals for myself.  Goals to better myself and goals to prioritize the important things in life.  And that starts now.

New Year’s Resolutions Round 2?  Nahh.  More like, (hopefully permanent) life choices.

Everyone’s back from Spring Break and before we know it, we’re back into the swing of things. Ashley still doesn’t show up to PSYC 101… I really should be the one who’s skipping, considering how much I hate the professor and her god awful teaching methods. Sirus still goes to bed late at night after looking through a bunch of funny picture. The only difference is that Connie-A actually has work, even problem sets! What is the world coming to? I’ve barely managed to catch up with all the work from before break. Applications and letters still need to be written and sent off. My summer is dreadfully empty at the moment.

I’ve found out that I need shoes that go with black pants. And I really want a smartphone. Do I need one? Not really… but I do want one. Or at least a phone that doesn’t have such an accessible Internet button. I also need a new lanyard.

So far, no one is a parent at their college, much to all of our dismay. Perhaps we can father/mother children at other colleges.

I’ve noticed that the bad Chinese takeout food place has become less bad… I really doubt they changed their recipes for the better, but I think my standard for Asian food has seriously dropped… I’m not quite sure I’m happy about that. I really miss my aunt’s cooking. I wish I could take her back to school with me.

There’s a rodeo going on. All I want is a cowboy hat.

It’s only been a day with my family and I already feel like a stuffed turkey. So. Much. Good. Food. The serveries can definitely learn a few things from my aunts. Like how to properly make rice, for starters. The best thing about this break is the abundance of food, something I appreciate all the more after living the college student lifestyle which is defined by the absence of food.

Food is the main reason why I’m looking forward to my study date tonight with my cousin. So. Many. Snacks. There’s a pretty good chance at least one of us will incur diabetes after tonight.

I’ve actually gotten through a chapter and a half of Orgo. Yay for progress. Onto Monopoly with the cousin.