]]]]Day of Gumbo[[[[
Friday night Seohyung and I went to dinner then stayed in and watched the royal tenenbaums. she spent the night, we stayed up late talking and i woke up exhausted saturday but still made it to harvest and back to bexley at 2pm like i had planned to start cooking. Justen was a great sous-chef and together we made a delicious gumbo and managed to NOT set off the bexley fire alarm after the one in my room went off.
friends and friends came over and we invented games and played jenga and then there was a camp fire with s'mores in the courtyard. after eating much gumbo and many s'mores we all headed over to crash the beta christmas party, which was in fact a shit show.
one our way back to bexley marcus and i lost mali and some scary shit went down. i hope she'll alright. love you, mali.
2008-12-18 12:07:55
okie
That movie once scared me more than almost anything has before.
walking up the stairs to the atrium with lynne. talking about skin and doctors. and there he is! sebastian seung. and i said "look, it's sebastian" and i guess he and all these post-docs heard because he stopped talking to them and stared at me and then lynne made this noise like "uhhh,ehhh do you know him?" and i said no and then we had to walk across the atrium past them and then i started laughing out of embarrassment and now that all happened 5 minutes ago. and he was my 9.01 professor. and i sort of like that i just did that.
Almost 2 weeks since my 9.31 exam and the professor still has not posted the grades! even though she said she would last friday and even after I emailed her and Lynne emailed her and even after she emailed out 30 minutes ago saying she posted them. Fuck! I want my test back.
oh nvmind. i'm smart enough to fix it. too bad i had to delete something i wrote.
i'm not a bad girl. you. oh you. but i love this video. i put videos on my new vimeo. from carrie's birthday party this weekend. i have a lot more. they're funny.
i made a lot of chili today. come over and eat it. i didn't go to seneca falls this weekend. should i have? i was listening to serge gainsbourg today. i love you... i don't. je t'aime, oh oui je t'aime. moi non plus. oh, mon amour, Tu es la vague, moi l'île nue. you are the wave, i am the naked island. you come and you go between my loins.
I made a joke with someone and i was going to write in my blog about it. but i forget what it was...i remember where and who, though! it was at the hapa ice cream study break this wednesday and bryan said something. or i said something. probably about ice cream and he said "oh, are you going to blog about it?".
today i took a long walk. i ran into many people on mass ave. first it was will bosworth, he was sitting with a pretty girl on the steps of the post office. he always says hi to me after i've already walked by and not noticed him then i have to turn around and i don't know what to say to him and the pretty girl is so distracting and she's sitting above him on the stairs and her name is lauren. i think she's hapa. dark hair! i didn't know if i would turn right and go to inman square or go straight to harvard sq but then i went straight and realized that i could walk back through inman and get a sandwhich. i did that! but first i saw sara and brendan with ice cream cones (jp licks in harvard square) and the medar and his brother and his girlfriend. she has short hair now. it's nice. so then i went to inman and i was thinking...wasn't i walking here not too long ago? like 16 hours ago? i was.
24 hours ago i was sitting in mary chung's with my family and praveen. totally on accident. praveen came by to go to dinner, i said "mary chung's!" then my mom texted me when i got out of the shower "we're going to mary chung's" i guess that's her inviting me to dinner with them. ha, i was going there. so praveen and i walked over in the rain and waited for my family and i was really excited to see them and my sister was asking me all sorts of questions in front of my parents, praveen was hunching and snickering when my sister said, "so amanda! how's your sex life" and my mom looked over at me and said, "you're high. i know it. you are so stoned." she called me this morning to tell me how disappointed she is that i don't have enough respect to wait until after a family dinner to get high. ummm. i wasn't even. i remember when my sister used to sneak into my closet and borrow my clothes without asking. i could always tell. first, my closet would be a mess from her rummaging; second, when she folds jeans she buttons the fly. i never do that...even when i told her i could tell that she borrowed my pants by the way they were folded, she kept doing it. lol.
