Too much homework...
FUCK MY LIFE.
I have to write three papers this weekend, study for my Japanese test tomorrow and study for the kanji quiz on next Wednesday. On top of all of this, I have to actually look up the peer review journals for one of the papers tomorrow after I work out in the gym, but I don't even know what I want as a topic yet.
*headdesk*
On a lighter/happier note, Alberto and I have hit the 1 month mark! *throws confetti* We talk on Skype whenever we both have the time and energy...I mean, we both have school and work...not to mention he is in a different time zone (4 hours ahead). I think the poor guy is sacrificing his sleep for me.
Whenever I imagine Changmin going solo, I think of him sounding a lot like Adam Lambert. What makes this tidbit interesting? Well, Changmin mentioned in an interview that he had been listening to Adam Lambert. PROOF...I HAZ IT.
JYJ is coming to Seattle and I can't go. *crypout* WHY? WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE 5 HOURS AWAY SEATTLE? IN ALL THAT'S HOLY AND COVERED WITH CHEESE, I JUST WANT TO SEE MY BABIES ONCE!!! JUST ONCE!
Had a bacon/chocolate cupcake. (There was bacon INSIDE the cupcake...how epic is that?) It was actually immensely and irritatingly delicious. In a heart-stopping, artery-clogging way. Also ate a caramel creme cupcake to wash down the bacon one. Don't judge me.
There is a snack I found at my university called Bagel Blasters (or Bites...Bombs...I don't know) but I want to eat them everyday. Why you ask? Because they are bagel balls filled with cream cheese. GENIUS. Whoever thought that up should win a Pulitzer.
I have been working out again after a month away. Its good too. I need to loose some weight again, can't go down to see my boyfriend looking like a puffed up rice-ball. Though exercising in a room full of sexy work-outers always makes me feel self-conscious. I mean, anyone would feel inadequate next to a woman wearing a damn bra and panties to work out and not even sweating, when I am wearing a stained t-shirt, baggy shorts and sweating like a bitch in heat after only five minutes on the stair-master. I just want to round-house kick those kind of women in their pretty face. Working out is not a modeling competition, you are not making the place any jazzier by doing whatever you think you are doing. Its still a gym and only a gym. It will always smell like feet and bleach, while you will always be the idiot in too small, too tight spandex.
HALLOWEEN IS COMING OMGOMGOMGSPAZZ!
I am always sleepy now. Damn this whole waking up before the sun crap. No wonder I am drinking up to three coffees per day now.
I have to write three papers this weekend, study for my Japanese test tomorrow and study for the kanji quiz on next Wednesday. On top of all of this, I have to actually look up the peer review journals for one of the papers tomorrow after I work out in the gym, but I don't even know what I want as a topic yet.
*headdesk*
On a lighter/happier note, Alberto and I have hit the 1 month mark! *throws confetti* We talk on Skype whenever we both have the time and energy...I mean, we both have school and work...not to mention he is in a different time zone (4 hours ahead). I think the poor guy is sacrificing his sleep for me.
Whenever I imagine Changmin going solo, I think of him sounding a lot like Adam Lambert. What makes this tidbit interesting? Well, Changmin mentioned in an interview that he had been listening to Adam Lambert. PROOF...I HAZ IT.
JYJ is coming to Seattle and I can't go. *crypout* WHY? WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE 5 HOURS AWAY SEATTLE? IN ALL THAT'S HOLY AND COVERED WITH CHEESE, I JUST WANT TO SEE MY BABIES ONCE!!! JUST ONCE!
Had a bacon/chocolate cupcake. (There was bacon INSIDE the cupcake...how epic is that?) It was actually immensely and irritatingly delicious. In a heart-stopping, artery-clogging way. Also ate a caramel creme cupcake to wash down the bacon one. Don't judge me.
There is a snack I found at my university called Bagel Blasters (or Bites...Bombs...I don't know) but I want to eat them everyday. Why you ask? Because they are bagel balls filled with cream cheese. GENIUS. Whoever thought that up should win a Pulitzer.
I have been working out again after a month away. Its good too. I need to loose some weight again, can't go down to see my boyfriend looking like a puffed up rice-ball. Though exercising in a room full of sexy work-outers always makes me feel self-conscious. I mean, anyone would feel inadequate next to a woman wearing a damn bra and panties to work out and not even sweating, when I am wearing a stained t-shirt, baggy shorts and sweating like a bitch in heat after only five minutes on the stair-master. I just want to round-house kick those kind of women in their pretty face. Working out is not a modeling competition, you are not making the place any jazzier by doing whatever you think you are doing. Its still a gym and only a gym. It will always smell like feet and bleach, while you will always be the idiot in too small, too tight spandex.
HALLOWEEN IS COMING OMGOMGOMGSPAZZ!
I am always sleepy now. Damn this whole waking up before the sun crap. No wonder I am drinking up to three coffees per day now.