April 2010
18 posts
lost in conversion
sometimes i don’t realize how much i’m spending simply because of the process of converting exchange rates. i found crustless peanut butter sandwiches for 30 NT…in my head a buck…cheeep, cool! and then i think a little more, wait shit i used to pay 1.30 for a bagel and thought it was expensive. wait a minute…why didn’t i ever buy crustables in the states?
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napz
k wakes up from nap (mumbling): life sucks
*c turns off lights*
10 minutes later
k: man why didn't you wake me up
c: oh iono, i thought you said lights suck so i turned off the lights and tried to be really quiet so that you could sleep better
k: mannnn we're useless
(-) 1. allergies 2. crack on corner of mouth 3. soggy fries
(+) 1. shilin run 2. taking mr.t instead of taxi 3. swordfish
D-I-A-R-R-H-E-A
i always have trouble spelling that word
just writing it down for memory’s sake
death by throw up is better anyway…lol = )
have been passively waiting for this song to be...
re-
you know that weird cycle of buyer’s rejoice and then remorse. i’m kind of going through that right now. whenever i put on a new piece of clothing i get really happy…and then i feel super guilt. but then i’ll take that piece of clothing off and put on another and the cycle repeats.
to top that off…once i set my mind on something i won’t let it go. i told...
kinda sucks
that my dad said that he doesn’t want me to go back to california. =( i feel like a little kid that was denied a trip to waterworld or something. too bad i have to be mature and live at home and not rebel. …he really said no =/ what a bummer
also when that right when you start to feel your feet fall asleep - it’s too late. and then as they wake up it really hrts. almost as...
have you ever
gotten a scab or pimple in your nose? well it really hurts…haha. imagine having little paper cuts on the lining around your genitals (let it sink in). and for the past two weeks i’ve had the worst double scab infestation. you think boogers are sticky…blood + boogers = even more enticing to pick. thank you for loving me even though my finger is up my nose…all the time.
sometimes
it’s fun to untangle things…today, specifically, computer cords. i think i prefer the work your way backwards by weaving the head through it’s original path over the pull as hard as you can until it pops out of the muss. today i encountered chopsticks???? and necklace…but it’s okay friends, i conquered those too = )
currently listening to: bieber - my baby usher -...
there is a fine line
between feeling thankful (and) obligated.
711 condiment packets are tricky. hot sauce in the red packets and ketchup in the orange. taco bell has trained me WRONG. and it’s really sad that asian people really do only like sweet and sour sauce. they used to offer honey mustard and bbq and no one wanted it…so yes, chicken mcnuggets and sweet and sour or sweet and sour
touche
d: wahhh, i'm so weak
me: what's new
d: your pimples
shower
my shower heater has two options 4 or 5. usually i’m a 4.5 but i can’t hang and settle with 4. i was going to write a metaphorical post about how your mood can affect the physical (aka) sometimes i can shower at 5 no sweat. and then i was told that since the actual heater is outside, the water doesn’t heat up as much on colder days….haha yea - 5 really burns
i love it...
mr. t
there is nothing more satisfying than saving money by taking the metro instead of a cab.
even if i get off the metro and walk into a 711 to spend the same amount of money that i would have on a cab……i’m diluted.
even if i have to go home early the night before my birthday so i can catch (not even) the last train home.
so. worth. it. = )
i was kind of nervous about...
