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i am glad to say this week has made up for all the lameness summer has been. while i still am unready to go back and am still telling Satan i'll give him his soul back if i can just skip this year and get the fuck outta dodge, i know i will be returning to Whittier a little more refreshed than i thought and hopefully happy and full of fond summery memories.
For the summary of this week: the only exciting thing at the beginning of the week was the fact that I am finally off my weight platue(losing two stubborn pounds that refused to move for a month and a half!)and might actually finish up this summer ten pounds lighter than at the end of school...and hopefully make some plan to finally keep* it off. oi.
Stephen came down on Weds. and went with Chris mini-golfing (which i absolutly love!) and then out for a delightfully adventurious Thai dining experience. See Adam N. called and informed me that our fav. Thai resteraunt (Spices Cafe) has a spice level of 70! 70! can you believe it?! Normally you get the 0-10 level (i am a level seven) and here level five is above average. Well Adam is known for dumping on the Thai hot pepper after his meal comes and so a waiter told him that he could really go up to a level 70. And so the day was set when we would witness such a feet. So we met Adam, Mya, Jamie, Mel, and her boy for dindin. Both hris and Adam ordered at a level 70 while I stayed safely at my 7. I did have a bite and damn...i could feel the heat running down my throat into places that have never felt such fire. but it was gooood! but not good enough to think more than a bite would be nice. But both of them ate their meals happily and Chris even added more* spice to his! Mya estimated that he made it about a level 83! He didn't make much of a fuss and only showd small hints of heat in his lips and the heat of his body (he felt like he had a fever) but said that it was good. Adam was abit more reactionary with slight hiccups and having to step outside once to cool down (but that man is very hairy so it doesn't help) but said he loved every bite. And I had left over spicy goodness til Friday to make me happy.
Speaking of Friday, it was my last day at work and it could not have come sooner! If i spent another day working in the backroom i would have hung myself from the fucking loft with how anal retentive I have become over where things are placed in that store! it's crazy how much one out of place box would drive me bonker and little things were growing into pet peeves...but yes, a break til winter vacationa and then back to work. ut hey, that new scent pink grapefruit? in love! mmmmm.
To celebrate my final day or just cuz, my dad made shark.. and this is where i learned an important lesson: i shouldn't eat something I'm unsure will sit well in my stomach because it was all in the toilet soon after. i don't know if it's too much like normal meat and therefore my tummy can't handle it or if i just really can't handle shark (this would be my second bad encounter with it.) Either way no more. I still managed to sit through Beerfest that night (which was quite funny and i think any drinking college student would love it) But still had a hard night with a bad tummy ache.
And still* i got up today and went out with the whole fam-damn-ly wine tasting at this cute winery: www.bellemarie.com where we tried ten differnt wines and had an absolute blast! My dad even bought me a bottle of my fav wine called The Prelude, 2005. Very fruity and ooooh so nice on the tongue. I was definetly toasty when we got home and spent most of the day relaxing with the dog and the parents and then good pizza and family game night. I know it sounds boring to most but is definetly a highlight to me when it happens. i love games!
So with a week or so left to pack and say my goodbyes I will be sad to leave SD to head up to another year at Whittier. i hope i will have a lot to look forward to in the old "dubC" but already i feel like i'd rather be in the backrrom or B&BW than dealing with any aspect of WHittier..hopefully i'm wrong..
For the summary of this week: the only exciting thing at the beginning of the week was the fact that I am finally off my weight platue(losing two stubborn pounds that refused to move for a month and a half!)and might actually finish up this summer ten pounds lighter than at the end of school...and hopefully make some plan to finally keep* it off. oi.
Stephen came down on Weds. and went with Chris mini-golfing (which i absolutly love!) and then out for a delightfully adventurious Thai dining experience. See Adam N. called and informed me that our fav. Thai resteraunt (Spices Cafe) has a spice level of 70! 70! can you believe it?! Normally you get the 0-10 level (i am a level seven) and here level five is above average. Well Adam is known for dumping on the Thai hot pepper after his meal comes and so a waiter told him that he could really go up to a level 70. And so the day was set when we would witness such a feet. So we met Adam, Mya, Jamie, Mel, and her boy for dindin. Both hris and Adam ordered at a level 70 while I stayed safely at my 7. I did have a bite and damn...i could feel the heat running down my throat into places that have never felt such fire. but it was gooood! but not good enough to think more than a bite would be nice. But both of them ate their meals happily and Chris even added more* spice to his! Mya estimated that he made it about a level 83! He didn't make much of a fuss and only showd small hints of heat in his lips and the heat of his body (he felt like he had a fever) but said that it was good. Adam was abit more reactionary with slight hiccups and having to step outside once to cool down (but that man is very hairy so it doesn't help) but said he loved every bite. And I had left over spicy goodness til Friday to make me happy.
Speaking of Friday, it was my last day at work and it could not have come sooner! If i spent another day working in the backroom i would have hung myself from the fucking loft with how anal retentive I have become over where things are placed in that store! it's crazy how much one out of place box would drive me bonker and little things were growing into pet peeves...but yes, a break til winter vacationa and then back to work. ut hey, that new scent pink grapefruit? in love! mmmmm.
To celebrate my final day or just cuz, my dad made shark.. and this is where i learned an important lesson: i shouldn't eat something I'm unsure will sit well in my stomach because it was all in the toilet soon after. i don't know if it's too much like normal meat and therefore my tummy can't handle it or if i just really can't handle shark (this would be my second bad encounter with it.) Either way no more. I still managed to sit through Beerfest that night (which was quite funny and i think any drinking college student would love it) But still had a hard night with a bad tummy ache.
And still* i got up today and went out with the whole fam-damn-ly wine tasting at this cute winery: www.bellemarie.com where we tried ten differnt wines and had an absolute blast! My dad even bought me a bottle of my fav wine called The Prelude, 2005. Very fruity and ooooh so nice on the tongue. I was definetly toasty when we got home and spent most of the day relaxing with the dog and the parents and then good pizza and family game night. I know it sounds boring to most but is definetly a highlight to me when it happens. i love games!
So with a week or so left to pack and say my goodbyes I will be sad to leave SD to head up to another year at Whittier. i hope i will have a lot to look forward to in the old "dubC" but already i feel like i'd rather be in the backrrom or B&BW than dealing with any aspect of WHittier..hopefully i'm wrong..