CJ7

It was a rather cute movie. Lewis and I enjoyed it. Though a typical kids' movie, Stephen Chow did a good job with the spoofs of movies and all that. It was heartwarming and I'd definitely watch it again. I have Shaolin Soccer, but I have yet to own Kung Fu Hustle. The little kid in this movie is uber cute, seriously. I laughed and cried in the nearly empty theater along with Lewis, it was great :).

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That's A Katamari Ball of Hurt

I think her face is just permanently smug like that.

Spring Break

Is not the break to make promises to see people! I feel like an awful person for okay-ing outings I know may not happen, but I'm excited to see faces so I'm optimistic once I say "yes".

Not that I'm annoyed or anything, but I've been bombarded with family since I got back Friday. Stayed in Sacramento for three days and just came back to Fremont last night. Today was semi-family day, and I'm a jerk for trying to cram everyone I want to see today. At least I'll get to see a smidge of everyone today...'cept for Anum. I haven't even seen her that much over winter break. She's going to be with family, too. And I definitely know Jennifer is kind of pissed at me.

Grandparents are coming to visit tomorrow and staying till Friday. Being with family is always going to make you busy, that's just how it is.

Friday plans are undecided as of today. I'm sure things are not going to be as planned. So many things I want/need to do, but I can't cram everything into a week. Why wasn't I this busy over summer or winter break last year?? And everyone is conveniently available this break, too. Goodness.

I'm so sorry for canceling too many times over :'(.

Home Is Where the Heart Is

I'm sure that has been confirmed once I saw my family drive up to the curb to pick me up from the airport. The waterworks just happened and I couldn't stop. Crying doesn't come quite as easy, but I guess being deliriously happy and relieved does it. We came home and Honnie was going crazy, I missed her so much. She's still lovable (and needs a bath). I'm just glad to be home. I just don't want to be consumed in family activities day after day though. Let's hope the expected suffocation won't be as bad and I'll have plenty of time to do other things. Going to Sacramento tomorrow so I'll definitely get to see everyone else in the family :).

I really want to go out and hang out with non-family already, can't help it. So much I've been waiting to do. Speaking of which, I think I binged on shopping today. Every item I bought was black coincidently and most of the stuff I tried on were dresses. Mmm...spring shopping. Please cut me off, I shouldn't even be spending.

And on a note to my last post, the question on my final was indeed in the book. The answer is not indifferent, but the cells of the embryonic cells turn into teeth. Such a minor example in the book. My professor wrote me back and says she includes random questions like that. This was like Pinker's chapter about language; creole and pidgin. Still need to get that figured out 'cause I don't remember what it meant!

Finals

Question #23 (maybe it wasn't even number 23)

Scientists took a salamander's sample of embryonic cells. They take the cells from the skin on its back and then places it on the jaw area. Would it

a) Grow skin on top of the jaw because that's what the surrounding cells of the jaw would do so
b) Grow teeth on the jaw because it's on a new environment
c) Be undifferentiated
d) Grow to be both skin and teeth

So this random question was implanted within my psychology final at 8 this morning. Smack dab in the middle. I picked "c' knowing that embryonic cells have DNA of their own and wouldn't just mutate...shoot, or maybe it would? The chapters we covered for this exam were about cognitive and social development. I don't see how stem cells would relate. I was internally outraged seeing that this question would throw me off my mojo for the final. Okay, so more like frustrated with the fact that I didn't know the real answer to this and it's killing me that I still don't know it.

Alas, finals are finally over and now I need to do is pack.

Oh the Hilarity

To my wonderful boyfriend :D,

It all started with a cake after all :). No Lewis did not get caked in the face. And it is definitely not his birthday until this Saturday. So like last year, his birthday fell during finals week, this time on the weekend. I thought it'd be fun to get some friends together to surprise him. I called everyone I can think of from Lorien. We definitely missed Sam, Lydia, Brennon, Lauren, Nick, Armen, and German. Next time there will be a mini-reunion!

I was plotting my plan all day with Sam, but he never made it. Francis took over and we decided how this was going to go down. I was done with my second to last final around 9 today. Went to Albertsons to pick up some food and then went back to my place. I didn't start baking until noon and then called up some people. We agreed it'd happen around 6/7ish. The whole plan was for everyone to show up and hide to later pop out and surprise Lewis when he came over for dinner. Plans definitely changed.

Franny came with Billy and Jon Jon. The boys helped me get ready, well not really. We chilled for a bit, but still frantically called Nancy and James. No idea why Lewis ended up at 290, but a new plan was set. The cake only had 12 candles so we lit 8 more (on the counter). Then we decided we should pull a prank on Lewis and make him think I'm the surprise, hence the robe. Jon Jon was modeling poses and the guys were telling me how to react when Lewis walks in, or if James walks in first.

It's way past 7 and we have no idea what's going on. The candles have burned half the wick already so we blew 'em out. Now it's just chilling in the dark. It's hot as hell 'cause I'm still sitting on the counter (fully clothed underneath, thank you very much!). We hear people coming up the stairs and a knock, then a door bell. Francis was by the door, I'm on the counter, Jon Jon and Billy are behind my roommates' curtain with the cake.

The door opens and it's pitch dark. Lewis walks in first and goes, "What the fuck? ANNE?? Wha-...what are you doing?? We have GUESTS! James and Nancy are here...". At this point Lewis was trying to close the door but Francis wouldn't let him. I'm trying not to laugh my ass off and Francis is cracking up from behind.

Lewis walks over and asked if this was for his birthday, I denied it was. Then he sees a St. Patrick's Day card on the counter that my roommate left and thought that was the occasion. After a long pause and a series of "what the heck??" Everyone yells out "SURPRISE!" Greatest moment ever 'cause the look on Lewis's face is priceless and there are smiles and laughter all around.

This was definitely good break from studying for finals :D. Hilarious hour of my life.

Finals Week

Let the games begin! Essay due TODAY at 4 pm. I'm working on it. Must power through cramming for Bio 9D and looking over Psych 9B. Almost there and I can go home Friday!

I like how I was telling my boss that I haven't been home for 3 months and out of no where he sounded mythical and asked me "Where is home?" He sounded like one of my prompts for Asian American American Studies, it was kind of funny. I thought it was a trick question.

I honestly can't wait to see my family. I missed them so much. There better be a good balance over break though, I want to see my friends back home, too! A list of places is unraveling in my mind right now, where to go, who to go with, etc. I just need a break from school to breathe a little bit better. Irvine, I love you to a degree, it's not unconditional, sorry. It's usually a love/hate relationship going on every day.

And it's Lewis's birthday this week :). Alas, for you it's always unconditional.

Honey Comb

God forbid I'm addicted to cereal all over again, especially this one. Get it away from me :(.

Off

I haven't been all that great about keeping up posts. It's not that there's much that has been going on. Finals week is this week and I finally get to go home. That's all that matters.

Must tackle an essay by Tuesday, study for final on Wednesday and Thursday. Other side projects will apply.

Lately I haven't been all that great about trying to be on my best behavior. In fact, I'm ready to reek a little havoc if I can allow it. This is my passive aggressive side talking. I've been wanting to act like a little bitch to you-know-who only because she's been acting like a perma-bitch to me. My rational side will most likely tell me that she's not worth an ounce of my energy, there's only 3 months left, and I get to go home and look forward to living with wonderful roommates next year. I need to stop the hell with stressing over the minor shit, I'm throwing myself off schedule. Literally.

I will admit, it takes more effort to be mad than to be happy about things. Might as well be happy. Enough said.

Googling

Weird, I just accidentally Googled myself. Well not my name, 'cause then 234556423446 entries will be matched. No, I meant to look up my Livejournal, but then ended up typing my username into Google and found myself. I'm being tracked by Big Brother! I'm kidding.

Man, I'm behind. Behind in reading, essay writing, snail mail writing. And last week was so happy-go-lucky. Maybe that was to prepare me for the next few weeks that are going to be slightly shitty. I have an equal amount of papers to write and exams to study for. After all that, I'll finally get to pack to go home for a week.

Well as Tourettes Guy would say, "Well fuck you and every mall Santa that looks like you!" Finals are going to be long and hard. Long and hard.

Neighbors

I think for the first time, besides hearing the annoying ass bass from my neighbor's speakers upstairs, I've finally heard what taste they have in music. Imogen Heap's "Headlock" today, bravo.

And on a random note, watermelons have an aftertaste of cucumbers...at least that's what I tasted after burping. Sorry, Lewis, I'm gross :(.

Old Blogs

I just read a chunk of my old posts from my Xanga. It was embarrassing to go through it. I wrote a lot about tennis and golf. The other stuff would fall into being excessively whiny and "drama" that happened in high school or what not. I'd probably give myself chills down my spine if I read my old diaries then.