avada kedavra vs faith

a little thing called faith has kept me going the past few weeks. I'm not quite sure why I've neglected it for quite some time, but when replenished, it truly is something to be in awe of. I lost touch with Him for maybe 2 years and yet, He still pulls through with my prayers. I passed spring quarter better than I expected and it's all because of Him. So PTL for faith. I'm sticking to my religious roots.

On a sillier note, I love Cynthia:
m: Alright, I will see you back at the apartment wifey!
c: Haha, I expect a hot dinner on the table
m: What if I was naked on the kitchen counter with sushi covering my special lady parts? Haha hot enough for ya? lmao
c: Only if it's homemade sushi haha

As for what the summer has blessed me with, it's a painstakingly horrendous amount of organic chemistry. My Tuesdays and Thursdays are free...free to work and earn that cash a broke college student yearns for. My Mondays and Wednesdays are absolutely insane. Chem lecture takes up my morning; chem lab lecture/chem discussion take up my noontime; and chem lab consumes my afternoon in 4 hours. Second session is going to be a pain. Not only will I have even more organic chemistry to deal with, I get to top off the last half of my summer with calculus. Someone, anyone, have your wand at the ready and when I tell you, yell out "Avada Kedavra!" But then again, it's all about the faith. Keep the faith. Go listen to Miley Cyrus' song The Climb. I've actually taken a liking to it. I know! I shock myself too!

In other news, my roommates and I have put a hold on a 2-story townhouse nearby and, to tell you the truth, it's pretty legit. It's actually amazing to think about. I didn't know anyone in my hall the first year of college (with the exception of my childhood friend). And yet, here I am, rooming with some of the coolest people I've met and who I never knew before 2 years ago (with the exception of my high school friend). I get to room (in this case, in the same room) with someone who I met during the first and foremost crucial days of college life. Not to mention rooming (in this case, in the same residence) with a silly person from high school, a person of whom I have yet to truly get to know (although I do know she enjoys the same passion of Urban Outfitters as I do), and probably the smartest person I've met these past few years (we're talking about 4.0, straight A PLUSES, yeah, PLUSES). Just looking back, it's all pretty much "mind-bottling."

Speaking of the past and reminiscing on old memories, starting in approximately 2 months (beginning when I move in to the new abode), I will be packing up and moving my thoughts and hopefully my more artistic self to a new blog. Indeed. It will be a momentous occasion. I'll be updating more (maybe) and throwing some pictures, videos, quotes, polaroids, recipes, lyrics, songs and poems at you. So we'll see how that goes. So I guess I'll be summing up what this blog meant to me and how it has given me something to hold on to within the next few weeks or so. I hope, it's my only wish really, that you've enjoyed or have gotten something out of what you've read here. If not...bummer.

kix and karl

over the past few days, I felt rather empty; empty in the sense that stuff has been pretty much monotonous and predictable. However, just recently, it has occurred to me that it is the simple pleasures in life that have kept me sane. I told myself a long time ago that I appreciated these simple things and yet, I have forgotten about them until now.

I walked into the kitchen this morning and rummaged through our desert of a kitchen and found a cereal box of Kix. I used to think that Lucky Charms and Cocoa Pebbles, even Froot Loops, were the best cereals out there but I realized all of them were sugar-filled and contained some sort of wacky color. And then there's Kix. To tell you the truth, it wasn't something I would jump for in the cereal aisle at the grocery store. But today, it looked rather appealling. I took it down from on top of the fridge and poured myself a bowl accompanied with some milk. Boy, was that tasty. It was this simple experience that I thoroughly enjoyed that made me recognize how much I was missing if I spent my life focusing on things I've already tried. Kix was absolutely delcious. It's my new favorite.

And then there's Karl. Honestly, there wasn't much to appreciate other than the fact of his birth at the end of May. Hah. Our relationship has been somewhat steady and what we have felt right. I was having a deep and meaningful conversation with my roommate and we came to the conclusion that our boyfriends are actually very good men. They're good men to us, even if we may not see it. I closed my eyes tonight and realized that Karl has been a better boyfriend than most of the couples I've seen and met. He takes care of me and protects me, pays for me, and doesn't let me down. And I appreciate all of it, all of him. But above all, I love his patience to deal with my girlish tendencies. He makes me feel so special.

That's why my roommate and I are planning a small "appreciation" gift for our boyfriends. Stuff in the mix include homemade candlelit dinner and naming a star after them. Either way, I love you and I always will. <3