Apparently, yesterday was National Weed Day.
okay, right, don't do drugs!! and i'll tell you of how March 20, or 4-20, became Weed Day
So sometime in the past (so specific, I know), the teenagers in real life, or some hit movie, can't remember, would smoke weed at 4:20 PM. This soon became the time that weed was supposed to be smoked.
Right.
Okay. Don't do drugs.
And have a nice day :)
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
SickySick
Before taking a delicious Advil tablet, I was on the verge of crying, "Now I think I'll go have a nice vomit."
Was I just being lazy and pretending to be sick so I didn't have to go to track practice? Okay, I understand that it's perfectly justified to think that. But give me some credit! If I was skipping track practice out of laziness, I'd be upfront about it.
Gosh!
So that was my intro to the next part of this post, which is a step-by-step procedure of how Somi recovers from SickySick-ness.
Step 1: Pine until I am noticed
Step 2: Become upset when people start laughing instead of being concerned that their idol and role model is feeling down
Step 3: Go home and fall asleep
Step 4: Wake up. Discover that in order to get out of bed, I must move my limbs.
Step 5: Give up and go back to sleep
Step 6: After about ten hours, I finally decide to take some medication
Step 7: Pine until the medication starts to kick in
Step 8: Feel a bit better
See, a normal person can just skip the first five steps, but this is how artistic people do it. By artistic, I mean stupid in creative ways.
Yup.
Yupyupyup.
Okay.
Was I just being lazy and pretending to be sick so I didn't have to go to track practice? Okay, I understand that it's perfectly justified to think that. But give me some credit! If I was skipping track practice out of laziness, I'd be upfront about it.
Gosh!
So that was my intro to the next part of this post, which is a step-by-step procedure of how Somi recovers from SickySick-ness.
Step 1: Pine until I am noticed
Step 2: Become upset when people start laughing instead of being concerned that their idol and role model is feeling down
Step 3: Go home and fall asleep
Step 4: Wake up. Discover that in order to get out of bed, I must move my limbs.
Step 5: Give up and go back to sleep
Step 6: After about ten hours, I finally decide to take some medication
Step 7: Pine until the medication starts to kick in
Step 8: Feel a bit better
See, a normal person can just skip the first five steps, but this is how artistic people do it. By artistic, I mean stupid in creative ways.
Yup.
Yupyupyup.
Okay.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
An Empty Bookstore....
....is the saddest sight in the world. Well. Second saddest sight in the world, next to dead roadkill on the road (that was redundant). We were going to go to Borders to take advantage of their going bankrupt and buy cheap books. But, alas, ALL THE BOOKS WERE GONE.
A sad sight indeed.
A sad sight indeed.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Strawberries and the Science Fair
I'm going to start this post with an old story, passed down from generation to generation of my dog-eating Korean family... Okay, not really. I've never eaten dog before, and this story took place about four years ago. WHATEVER.
So my dad had come home from a business trip from... somewhere. I think it was New York. Anyway, he bought us all presents. I was very disappointed at my gift: a bottle of Strawberry Shortcake Perfume, of which I still have. I know, I shouldn't have been disappointed because it was gift full of thought and love. But--
I was kind of a brat. (I hid it very well, under the pretense of "she's just shy")
Even my eight-year-old self knew that strawberries did not really smell like artificial sugar. Today, I found out what strawberries really smell like. They smell like meadows and sunshine, like condensed rainbow glitter and dewdrops.
Yup.
Moving on.
I have decided upon the topic for my science fair project! I am doing... GLOW STICKS! (audience applauds)
Okay, ciao for now~
So my dad had come home from a business trip from... somewhere. I think it was New York. Anyway, he bought us all presents. I was very disappointed at my gift: a bottle of Strawberry Shortcake Perfume, of which I still have. I know, I shouldn't have been disappointed because it was gift full of thought and love. But--
I was kind of a brat. (I hid it very well, under the pretense of "she's just shy")
Even my eight-year-old self knew that strawberries did not really smell like artificial sugar. Today, I found out what strawberries really smell like. They smell like meadows and sunshine, like condensed rainbow glitter and dewdrops.
Yup.
Moving on.
I have decided upon the topic for my science fair project! I am doing... GLOW STICKS! (audience applauds)
Okay, ciao for now~
Monday, April 11, 2011
Greek Yogurt and Athleticism
Hey, y'all (imagine in a cowgirl voice for full effect)!! At the moment, I am eating Greek yogurt, because it has a lot of protein. It's like, liquid beef. And blueberry flavored. With less sodium and carbohydrates than regular yogurt. Like how I made it sound like I already knew that? Well, if you don't know me well, I DIDN'T. I Googled it. In any case, I'll eat it if only because it makes me feel more culturally rounded. It's like how eating American cheese makes you feel more patriotic.
To my second point: why I'm trying to eat protein in the first place. Well, I just got back from track practice! Yup, the kind where you move more than just your thumbs. I read somewhere that you build more muscle by eating protein after exercising, and it'd be great to last more than four and a half seconds in an arm wrestle. Although, thinking of it now, running doesn't strain your arms much (sigh).
Anyway, you know that feeling you get after completing a really big project that you've been working on for a very long time? Like that satisfaction? Well, I'm a hardcore procrastinator, so I don't. But this is what I'd imagine it feels like. IT HURTS SO GOOD.
To my second point: why I'm trying to eat protein in the first place. Well, I just got back from track practice! Yup, the kind where you move more than just your thumbs. I read somewhere that you build more muscle by eating protein after exercising, and it'd be great to last more than four and a half seconds in an arm wrestle. Although, thinking of it now, running doesn't strain your arms much (sigh).
Anyway, you know that feeling you get after completing a really big project that you've been working on for a very long time? Like that satisfaction? Well, I'm a hardcore procrastinator, so I don't. But this is what I'd imagine it feels like. IT HURTS SO GOOD.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Cooler Than Me
Maybe she just couldn't hear him? Click for a larger image!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AoHaDrifdbU
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
DEVIANTART RANT, ft. That Fugly Imos~
If Deviantart.com was a person, I'd slap it! I'd slap it silly! What kind of poop is this?? You have to upload two versions of the same image for it to work (Explanation: deviantart is a site where people upload their art and get feedback and stuff). One has to be the normal size and one has to be less than 150x150 pixels. TOTAL stupidity! No, not even partial stupidity! I mean, total, ABSOLUTE idiocy. RAAARGH (Somi turns into T-rex, swiping down all images less than 150 pixels) Okay. I'm calm now. I guess it's not THAT stupid, but for goodness' sake, you're one heck of a huge website, Deviantart. This is a very simple courtesy you can offer me. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO CONDENSE AN IMAGE! Gosh darn it (pouts).
Entering the realm normal people live in, I should tell you about my day.
The Sarah G's (that sounds like an indie pop band!) came over today. We watched The Matrix, baked pre-packaged brownies of which there are very few of now, thank you very much brownie-lovin' big bro, and walked to Rite Aid. I also realized the part of me that is Imos. Imos is guy version of Somi, and he's a total poser. He wore this totally tacky baseball cap and stole his brother's shirt and PE shorts. What a jerk.
Entering the realm normal people live in, I should tell you about my day.
The Sarah G's (that sounds like an indie pop band!) came over today. We watched The Matrix, baked pre-packaged brownies of which there are very few of now, thank you very much brownie-lovin' big bro, and walked to Rite Aid. I also realized the part of me that is Imos. Imos is guy version of Somi, and he's a total poser. He wore this totally tacky baseball cap and stole his brother's shirt and PE shorts. What a jerk.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
New Nano, Taro Pudding, and Spilled Cereal!
Have you seen the new iPod nano? It's the size of a shuffle, except it has a screen. And guess who has one? Well, while I was buying mine, I think I saw the Easter Bunny checkin' it out. Okay, my urge to crack at least one lame joke has been satiated. Anyway, if you have the observant powers of a hawk, you might have noticed that I emphasized that I bought one for myself. Well, my dad did (thanks, Dad :D). It's pretty tight, yo :)
After that, I ate taro pudding (mm, calorie-festive goodness).
And then I spilled cereal.
Hence the title.
After that, I ate taro pudding (mm, calorie-festive goodness).
And then I spilled cereal.
Hence the title.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Apologies!
I apologize for the delay in updates! Well, I mean, to the few people to whom it matters. I'm probably being asked (via ESP. Text messaging is soo last month) what was the delay?
Well. I could say I was busy.
But it's bad for my conscience if I lie.
No.
I just found myself with my fingers hovering over the keyboard, trying to write something. After about four seconds, I gave up and beelined to manga.
Sorry, guys. Or is it singular, now? Sadly, that is an improvement.But it still makes me smile :)
Well. I could say I was busy.
But it's bad for my conscience if I lie.
No.
I just found myself with my fingers hovering over the keyboard, trying to write something. After about four seconds, I gave up and beelined to manga.
Sorry, guys. Or is it singular, now? Sadly, that is an improvement.But it still makes me smile :)
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
My Fish Hole
I bought this very pretty white fish charm at Zinnia, where random things go to die. BUT! The hole on the fish is too small for a necklace chain! This is my dilemma. This is what would cause me to strike an enchanting "thinking man" pose in a movie. This... is my Fish Hole.
["MY FISH HOLE" flashes across screen in white letters. Emotional music plays]
Critics call "My Fish Hole" "Boring," "Seemingly pointless," and "A total waste of my time." Watch it now!
Okay, seriously. I bought this really cool something and I can't use it. It's like how earlier today, my dad got us these really good barbeque pork ribs, but I couldn't eat them because of the medication I'm on. Medication? Yes, medication. For my uncontrollable urge to lick people.
["MY FISH HOLE" flashes across screen in white letters. Emotional music plays]
Critics call "My Fish Hole" "Boring," "Seemingly pointless," and "A total waste of my time." Watch it now!
Okay, seriously. I bought this really cool something and I can't use it. It's like how earlier today, my dad got us these really good barbeque pork ribs, but I couldn't eat them because of the medication I'm on. Medication? Yes, medication. For my uncontrollable urge to lick people.
Cereal
"Mix and Munch is the laziest cafe in the world." -Minu Jun.
And hey! Who can disagree? They serve:
1.Grilled Cheese
2. Cereal
3. Water
I can't help but admire them, though. They turned their laziness into a business. It takes real talent to do nothing, make money, and appear smart.
For that, the Mix and Munch people get an imaginary trophy. You guys rock :)
And hey! Who can disagree? They serve:
1.Grilled Cheese
2. Cereal
3. Water
I can't help but admire them, though. They turned their laziness into a business. It takes real talent to do nothing, make money, and appear smart.
For that, the Mix and Munch people get an imaginary trophy. You guys rock :)
Sunday, March 27, 2011
CLUE #3
Hola! YOU FOUND ME!!
Clue #3: I was LOST but now I am FOUND.
Go, little grasshopper!! Go and find your birthday gift!! :D
Clue #3: I was LOST but now I am FOUND.
Go, little grasshopper!! Go and find your birthday gift!! :D
Friday, March 25, 2011
Gorgeous Legs
"Whose gorgeous legs?"
You are asking.
Mine.
Just kidding.
Not really.
Sigh.
OK, to the point! I've recently had an obsession with legs. Thighs, calves, chicken drumsticks, etc. Long legs are so beautiful (refer to NANA). Skinny legs go really well with lots of clothes. Fat thighs or calves have like, character. They could all be characters in a dialogue. Like this!
Skinny L: (whining) I'm so bo-hooored!
(silence)
Skinny L: So. Booo-hooooored! I want. To do. Something!
Fat T: Shut up, you little brat! You know what I did when I was your age? I was sewing jeans using slaughtered unicorn horns for needles!
Skinny L: (starts shaking) S-slaughtered unicorn horns?
Fat T: That's right! So you better shut that skinny mouth o' yours before I shut it for you!
Long L: Now, now, let's calm down everyone. Skinny Legs, relax. Unicorns don't exist.
Skinny L: (starts sobbing harder)
Long L: And Fat T, you shouldn't be so mean to children.
Fat T:Whatdayou know 'bout children? I don't supposed you ever had no children! Why, I had my first daughter when I was just-
Skinny L: WAAAH! (collapses to ground, racked with tears)
[OPRAH ENTERS SCENE]
Oprah: (rubbing Skinny L's back) Shh, shh. It's alright now.
...the end.
Ciao ciao, for now~
That rhymes~
I love things that rhyme~
G'night :)
You are asking.
Mine.
Just kidding.
Not really.
Sigh.
OK, to the point! I've recently had an obsession with legs. Thighs, calves, chicken drumsticks, etc. Long legs are so beautiful (refer to NANA). Skinny legs go really well with lots of clothes. Fat thighs or calves have like, character. They could all be characters in a dialogue. Like this!
Skinny L: (whining) I'm so bo-hooored!
(silence)
Skinny L: So. Booo-hooooored! I want. To do. Something!
Fat T: Shut up, you little brat! You know what I did when I was your age? I was sewing jeans using slaughtered unicorn horns for needles!
Skinny L: (starts shaking) S-slaughtered unicorn horns?
Fat T: That's right! So you better shut that skinny mouth o' yours before I shut it for you!
Long L: Now, now, let's calm down everyone. Skinny Legs, relax. Unicorns don't exist.
Skinny L: (starts sobbing harder)
Long L: And Fat T, you shouldn't be so mean to children.
Fat T:Whatdayou know 'bout children? I don't supposed you ever had no children! Why, I had my first daughter when I was just-
Skinny L: WAAAH! (collapses to ground, racked with tears)
[OPRAH ENTERS SCENE]
Oprah: (rubbing Skinny L's back) Shh, shh. It's alright now.
...the end.
Ciao ciao, for now~
That rhymes~
I love things that rhyme~
G'night :)
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Zinnia
I went out shopping for birthday gifts today and I stopped by this store called Zinnia. Everything is pretty much overpriced, but it's so awesome, you buy it anyway. They have the randomest things, like Scrabble letters and pieces of wool. There's a studio in the back so you can take your random things and combine it to make a new, bigger random thing.
I also had a staring match with the store cat.
I lost.
After I finished with Zinnia, I walked to Dino-Farm (short for Dinosaur Farm. But now I just typed it out again and a lot more so I wasted the letters I saved... sigh). I bought a hamburger gummy and it was delicious. For some reason, gummies in the shape of other foods just taste better. It's almost a law of physics.
I also had a staring match with the store cat.
I lost.
After I finished with Zinnia, I walked to Dino-Farm (short for Dinosaur Farm. But now I just typed it out again and a lot more so I wasted the letters I saved... sigh). I bought a hamburger gummy and it was delicious. For some reason, gummies in the shape of other foods just taste better. It's almost a law of physics.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
I got off my lazy butt :)
I crossed about 4 miles on foot today. Clap for me!! I actually exercised outside of PE today.
First, we ran a mile during PE because Mr. Nitzani got pi-iii-ssed. Then, we walked home from school. And THEEN my brother convinced me into going to track practice with him.
So there.
First, we ran a mile during PE because Mr. Nitzani got pi-iii-ssed. Then, we walked home from school. And THEEN my brother convinced me into going to track practice with him.
So there.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Lazy Monday
Today was a Pupil Free Day. My original plan of working hard and being productive came to a tumbling halt as I overslept and woke up at 10:30 AM. I then proceeded to not work, and instead, went berzerk on Facebook and Gmail. After that totally worthwhile detour, I killed about three hours eating, showering, watching reruns of What I Like About You, and trying not to sleep. The the five hours between then and now are lost to me, I have no idea what I did. However, I have utmost confidence that it resulted in Absolutely Nothing.
It is now 7:36 PM and I have completed... one page of math homework. High-five?
It is now 7:36 PM and I have completed... one page of math homework. High-five?
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Long, Long, LONG Update
We are.... SUPERIOR!
Let me explain.
Today was Band Festival. Our school band performed, and we were rated SUPERIOR. I just feel that has to be emphasized: SUPERIOR. Something that has to be emphasized even more, however, is the fact that Mr. Macomber.... smiled. Yes. That thing you do with your mouth when you're happy (Insert: "ooOOOH, are you thinking something weird?" "Assumption Song! There was an old man-" "OHMYGOSH, NOLAN, SHUT UP"). This is such an awesome phenomenon not even the CAPS button can stress how amazing it is. I like Mr. Macomber's smile. It's like. I dunno. Happy and stuff. Happier than the average person, cuz the average person smiles more. But. Well.
You know.
I still think this is big news.
Next order of business is.. GLEE!
The Regionals episode was surprisingly emotional. They've started this love triangle again between Quinn, Finn, and Rachel. Personally, I think Finn and Rachel should be together, if only for the reason that rhyming couples are tacky. FINN AND QUINN. Gosh, that sounds like a new age cafe, you know? Like the kind of cafe where they serve only organic foods and where they use beer bottles as salt shakers.
And finally... I lost Cheese :(
Now, I know what you're going to say... Have you checked the Lost and Found? No, because I just remembered about that as I typed it.
Okay.
I'll check the Lost and Found.
Well, that concludes this ridiculously long update! Sayonara!
SUPERIOR SOMI :D
Let me explain.
Today was Band Festival. Our school band performed, and we were rated SUPERIOR. I just feel that has to be emphasized: SUPERIOR. Something that has to be emphasized even more, however, is the fact that Mr. Macomber.... smiled. Yes. That thing you do with your mouth when you're happy (Insert: "ooOOOH, are you thinking something weird?" "Assumption Song! There was an old man-" "OHMYGOSH, NOLAN, SHUT UP"). This is such an awesome phenomenon not even the CAPS button can stress how amazing it is. I like Mr. Macomber's smile. It's like. I dunno. Happy and stuff. Happier than the average person, cuz the average person smiles more. But. Well.
You know.
I still think this is big news.
Next order of business is.. GLEE!
The Regionals episode was surprisingly emotional. They've started this love triangle again between Quinn, Finn, and Rachel. Personally, I think Finn and Rachel should be together, if only for the reason that rhyming couples are tacky. FINN AND QUINN. Gosh, that sounds like a new age cafe, you know? Like the kind of cafe where they serve only organic foods and where they use beer bottles as salt shakers.
And finally... I lost Cheese :(
Now, I know what you're going to say... Have you checked the Lost and Found? No, because I just remembered about that as I typed it.
Okay.
I'll check the Lost and Found.
Well, that concludes this ridiculously long update! Sayonara!
SUPERIOR SOMI :D
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
"Maybe I'm Amazed"
So recently, there have been a couple of love songs stuck in my head:
"Marry me John,
Marry me John,
I'll be so good to you." -Marry me, St. Vincent
"Maybe I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time.
Maybe I'm afraid at the way I love you." -Maybe I'm Amazed, Paul McCartney
This combined with the heaps of shoujo romance manga that is already in my bloodstream is like, toxic. I've got love-poisoning.
"Marry me John,
Marry me John,
I'll be so good to you." -Marry me, St. Vincent
"Maybe I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time.
Maybe I'm afraid at the way I love you." -Maybe I'm Amazed, Paul McCartney
This combined with the heaps of shoujo romance manga that is already in my bloodstream is like, toxic. I've got love-poisoning.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Wi Spa
Oui oui, Wi Spa! Is it French? No, it's Korean! But.
It's pronounced the same. So!
My dad recently had his 4_th birthday (I'll keep that private information private). We decorated, ate cake, etc. It was a definite improvement over last year, where we all completely forgot: [Dad comes home] Hey guys! It's my birthday! [Us] WHAT?! We celebrated again on Sunday, when we had a family trip to Wi Spa, AKA, laziness central. You change into pajamas, eat, then sleep. It's like-- like being a baby again. Or a senior citizen.
It's pronounced the same. So!
My dad recently had his 4_th birthday (I'll keep that private information private). We decorated, ate cake, etc. It was a definite improvement over last year, where we all completely forgot: [Dad comes home] Hey guys! It's my birthday! [Us] WHAT?! We celebrated again on Sunday, when we had a family trip to Wi Spa, AKA, laziness central. You change into pajamas, eat, then sleep. It's like-- like being a baby again. Or a senior citizen.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Odwalla
I was eating an Odwalla bar today and I looked on the back for the nutrition facts. It was 220 calories for that thin piece of almond... Well, I ate it anyway. Didn't taste that good. Was disappointed :(
Thursday, March 10, 2011
"Laughing like an amnesiac, trying to get my senses back." -Laughing With a Mouth of Blood
It seems to me that I don't listen as well as I used to. Or speak, for that matter. Isn't that strange? Because, you know, when I'm not thinking at all, it just all comes easier. But when I try, I mean actually try to articulate something... It comes out jumbled. It's confusing, because a lot of times, I can't figure out my own thoughts without talking or writing. Now I can't talk or write. I'm all clogged up, like toilet tissue. This blog is nice because I can write without as much pressure. So. Thanks. For listening, I mean.
Assuming this didn't sound too dramatic, I'm going to rant every once in a while. About anything, about everything. I hope it'll stay interesting!
It seems to me that I don't listen as well as I used to. Or speak, for that matter. Isn't that strange? Because, you know, when I'm not thinking at all, it just all comes easier. But when I try, I mean actually try to articulate something... It comes out jumbled. It's confusing, because a lot of times, I can't figure out my own thoughts without talking or writing. Now I can't talk or write. I'm all clogged up, like toilet tissue. This blog is nice because I can write without as much pressure. So. Thanks. For listening, I mean.
Assuming this didn't sound too dramatic, I'm going to rant every once in a while. About anything, about everything. I hope it'll stay interesting!
GOSSIP GIRL~
I'm not sure what that TV show is, but it seemed like the perfect heading for this page.
Welcome to my girly, emotional world.
3/3/11
Haven't we all been there? We are trying to convey our feelings and somewhere between our brain and our throat, it gets stuck. Just how does one talk about their (ew) feelings on the internet?
Today, I accidentally turned off my alarm clock instead of pressing snooze and panicked later on when I really woke up.
Panic is an emotion. Hopefully, I'll get better at this as I go on.
If I lived in Glee, this would so not be a problem.
3/9/11
Dude. This is seriously hard.
I don't have many story-worthy feelings.
Today, I'll write about something different:
I'll tell you about some of my (hopefully) new friends. They are "Potentials." I am thrilled~
Erik (Squintarella): He's much prettier than I am and looks something like an Asian Snow White. We (Sarah Gar. and I) were calling him cute all day long and he didn't lash out at all. That wins him points in my book :D
Kyle: His job is to be annoying. Sorry. That's all I could come up with :|
Shira: sits next to me in band. As far as I can tell, she's totally sweet!!
I will continue to update on the Potentials.
Welcome to my girly, emotional world.
3/3/11
Haven't we all been there? We are trying to convey our feelings and somewhere between our brain and our throat, it gets stuck. Just how does one talk about their (ew) feelings on the internet?
Today, I accidentally turned off my alarm clock instead of pressing snooze and panicked later on when I really woke up.
Panic is an emotion. Hopefully, I'll get better at this as I go on.
If I lived in Glee, this would so not be a problem.
3/9/11
Dude. This is seriously hard.
I don't have many story-worthy feelings.
Today, I'll write about something different:
I'll tell you about some of my (hopefully) new friends. They are "Potentials." I am thrilled~
Erik (Squintarella): He's much prettier than I am and looks something like an Asian Snow White. We (Sarah Gar. and I) were calling him cute all day long and he didn't lash out at all. That wins him points in my book :D
Kyle: His job is to be annoying. Sorry. That's all I could come up with :|
Shira: sits next to me in band. As far as I can tell, she's totally sweet!!
I will continue to update on the Potentials.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Sample Pics
Sample of my work. To the right, I have opened up a request page (that is, if you like the drawing cuz you might not and stuff and in that case I would sound totally conceited... yeah okay)
For a larger image, just click (:
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Calcium Deficiency
I used to be a normal girl.
But that's all over now. I supposed it started when I was IM'ing on Gmail.
I was typing at rapid-fire speed, smiling to myself, when--
There was a shooting pain in my wrist.
Okay, back to the un-italicized reality. I told my mom what happened and she rattled off immediately, "You have a calcium deficiency. Drink more milk." I think this is definitely solid evidence for my case "There is Such Thing as a Secret Mothering University."
But that's all over now. I supposed it started when I was IM'ing on Gmail.
I was typing at rapid-fire speed, smiling to myself, when--
There was a shooting pain in my wrist.
Okay, back to the un-italicized reality. I told my mom what happened and she rattled off immediately, "You have a calcium deficiency. Drink more milk." I think this is definitely solid evidence for my case "There is Such Thing as a Secret Mothering University."
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
B PLUS AIN'T COOL
I got a 89.88% in history. I fail in life.
B? B's aren't cool. You know what's cool? An A. Yes, I just totally ripped off the Social Network. But you know what I mean, right? An F definitely sucks of course, but a B+ is just so frustrating. It's like-- how Moses spent over 40 years trying to get to Canaan. After wandering the desert for those long, long years, they finally arrive upon it. He can actually SEE the city! And then... he dies.
B+'s blow.
B? B's aren't cool. You know what's cool? An A. Yes, I just totally ripped off the Social Network. But you know what I mean, right? An F definitely sucks of course, but a B+ is just so frustrating. It's like-- how Moses spent over 40 years trying to get to Canaan. After wandering the desert for those long, long years, they finally arrive upon it. He can actually SEE the city! And then... he dies.
B+'s blow.
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