Currently lost in the lovely tunes of Lupe Fiasco...
Just got back from Barns&Noble! The main purpose of the outing was to browse through SAT books, so I got yelled at when I was discovered lingering around the Art section to peer at fashion and design books. That's what I always end up doing despite whatever reason I came to the store for. I swear, I can stay in that one section for hours buried under the pages of words and graphics about the subject that never fails to amaze me. Ahhh! I have a strong urge to replace my boring shelf with Streets and Chanels and Vogues. Anyways, mission accomplished: the dreaded copy of CollegeBoard SAT Guide is on the its way from Amazon.
So. This morning, in anticipation of a warm weather, I put on my Starfield shirt and striped denims. Butbutbut! I ended up freezing due to windiness and mean people who wouldn't offer their hoodies to me. Haha. Sitting my cold ass in somewhat sunny Senior Lawn during tutorial didn't help and the lukewarm Chai tea didn't either cus it cooled down on my way back to school with Tascha. Argh. I won't be surprised if I become one of those nonstop coughing people. Only it would be from being exposed in the chilliness, not allergies like everyone else. Beside the never ending goose bumps though, I like how today is going. Wellll, minus the fact that I failed a math test. =( Whoever said Asians do better in math is a liar.
Mm mm mmm. As I'm typing away these very words, I'm devouring down glace de cookies n' cream and an onion bagel with strawberry cream cheese. A day before that sat a bowl of instant Thai noodles and a piece of fat, baked sausage in front of me. My afternoon "snacks" during the past three days consisted of calories that can substitute for a whole meal. I guess it's cus breakfast is no longer an option for me, even on the weekends. And with my inability to drive, the option of going out to lunch in a car is rare. Thus, one option I'm given when I come back home is to DEVOUR LIKE AN ANIMAL. First edible thing that comes to my sight will go down in my throat within seconds. Oh, how I adore my beastly self. And guess what? Dinnertime is in an hour.
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