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Things Derek Morgan excels at:

1. Kicking down doors

2. Flirting with Garcia

3. Pretty much anything and everything, really.

Things I excel at:

1.Sending people “Titantic” when they leave their netflix queue open on public computers.

2. Getting lost.

3.  Perfecting the timing of “your mom” jokes.

1. Understanding parents (of course, they’re only understanding since I’m gone most of the year)

2.  Libraries with free wifi.

3. Some semblance of self-discipline so I’ve gone through about half of all the readings I need for CITIES.

4. Indescribably beautiful weather. Goodbye Seasonal Affective Disorder!

5. Sleep.

My parents are getting a little concerned since I slept from 8 PM until 9 AM this morning. (In their words, “… Do you sleep at school? Ever?”)

2. I watched Hachiko: A Dog’s Tale which is an excellent movie, but a complete tearjerker. I was anticipating that since I knew the story well, but still… I have never cried so hard due to a movie before. And now after just receiving news about #1, I feel like I should watch it again so I have an excuse to sob like an emotionally disturbed child.

3. I’m meeting Johnathan and possibly my friend Daveed soon. And my mascara survived my cryingfest (waterproof mascaras are a godsend), my eyeliner is smeared–everywhere.

My Macbook is too clunky and has too many scratches/dents from me hauling it to class.

A netbook, on the other hand, is tiny and portable which means it won’t threaten to split my bag when I lug it to class for note-taking.

The main thing that deters me is my gigantic music collection. I have over 38 GB and it takes too long to load on a Macbook, so I shudder to think of how long it’ll take on a tiny netbook. :[ And yeah, I’m definitely one of Those People who can’t be without their music.

Now if that’s not hilarious by itself, I’ve discovered that my mom has accidentally taught Tiffany the wrong lyrics because Jay Chou mumbles.

I love my family.

And stuffed with Chinese food. :D

Apparently since I’ve been gone, my family has acquired a “pet rabbit”. It lives under the shed in our frigid wasteland of a backyard. My mom is still traumatized from finding the frozen carcass of a baby bunny from the Winter of 2008, so she’s determined to keep this one alive by leaving it lots of food.

According to my sisters, it’s now enormous.

So now, my family call this bunny “小胖“ (Small Fattie) and my dad often inquires about its health when he comes home:

“How is 小胖 doing?”

I can’t make stuff like this up.

I love my family.

Accidental five hour naps are kind of a blessing in disguise.(It was glorious. I went to bed at nearly 5 AM last night.)

Now I’m listening to the fantastic Shiina Ringo music Inez gave me and trying to get through all my Japanese Civ readings and my Chinese homework.

My body’s been weird for the past hour or so. I hope it’s just stress/asthma or allergies acting up and I’m not actually getting sick. I can’t get sick right now.

Basically, I watched Zombieland last week and have had zombies on the brain (ahaha, terrible yet entirely unintentional pun) ever since. Because zombie movies= instant hilarity and lots of blood and gore. What’s not to love?

So naturally, I’ve complied a playlist because I don’t already have enough to do during midterms week. (Fun fact: this also doubles as my “run like you stole something”/work out playlist.]

Stacy’s Zombie Apocalypse Playlist

1. Muse– Apocalypse Please

2. The Clash–London Calling

3. Michael Jackson–Thriller

4. Tool–Jambi

5. R.E.M.– I Walked With a Zombie

6. The UNC Clefhangers– Time is Running Out [Muse cover]

7. Queen–Another One Bites the Dust

8. Voltaire– When You’re Evil

9. Leslie Hall–Zombie Killer

10. Muse–Sing for Absolution

11. Nirvana–Smells Like Team Spirit

12. Muse–Stockholm Syndrome

13. Queen–Don’t Stop Me Now (This is only on here because of this epic scene in Shaun of the Dead)

14. Zombinas and the Skeletones–Nobody Likes You When You’re Dead

15. Muse–Assassin

16. Jonathan Coulton–Re: Your Brains

Sun, slight breeze, incredible blue skies.

All I’m asking.

(Oh, and wifi. I think I just ruined it.)

I should not be allowed to go into drugstores alone. Or at least, I shouldn’t be allowed to go into them with my debit card because I always walk out $30 poorer.

I watched Zombieland (finally!) with Melody and it’s quite possibly my new favorite movie. I know I’m a little a weird about zombie (I’m actually making a zombie apocalypse playlist right now). I find the entire genre of zombie films hilarious and fascinating.

It helps that I’m a fan of action movies so  chase scenes/gratuitous violence and gore don’t deter me– quite the opposite, really. The dialogue in Zombieland is pretty fantastic– there are some great one-liners:

“Thank god for rednecks.”

“No! She’s only famous when she’s Hannah Montana! She’s only famous when she’s wearing the wig!”

“I hate coconut! Not the taste, but the consistency.”

“When Tallahassee goes Hulk on a zombie, he sets the standard for “not to be fucked with”.”

“You’re like a giant… cock blocking robot, like developed in a secret fucking government lab.”

I think it says something about me that despite having an arsenal of reasons why I should work out more often than three times a week (health/vanity, etc.)– what will get my ass to the gym is the prospect of a zombie apocalypse and myself being one of the first victims. (Rule #1: Cardio, I’m really really terrible at running and I don’t want to become an undead.)

So yeah, tomorrow afternoon– hauling my ass to the gym. I have no plans on becoming one of those fatties in the movie because goddamn, I may have asthma and suck at running– I will survive a freaking zombie apocalypse if one should ever occur.  Especially since (haha) my life does depend on it.

Andy and I stayed up too late to watch Down with Love, the Taiwanese drama starring Ella from S.H.E. whom I love and adore. The drama itself is hilarious, sometimes unintentionally so, as most Taiwanese dramas are.

Evan, Andrea, and I finally have a time set for getting together for dinner tomorrow. Life is awesome. :)

And I am terribly tired. I do not understand why I always stay up so late when my favorite place in the whole wide world is my bed. Or possibly Hong Kong. But you know,  my bed is a close second.

So I’m now inclined to believe that there is a god and I’ve been sacrificing virgins or baby cows to this wondrous deity in my sleep or something. There are no words to describe how much I needed this snow day, despite finishing my paper proposal at freaking 4 AM in the morning.

I do have mixed feelings about the King of Prussia trip being canceled tomorrow, especially since I planned to go with friends. I’ve been in the mood for some major retail therapy. I wanted to buy a hat, a pair of comfortable heels (I need all the help I can get since I’m so vertically challenged), and a white dress for May Day.

Anyway, I have my Chinese oral tomorrow and I’m in nowhere prepared because the lessons we’re being quizzed on are “post office” d “sightseeing” the vocab in both sections are not my forte. If I need to know how to say “人老珠黃” ["women grow old and pearls turn yellow", idiom] tomorrow, I may just punch myself in the face. I also have a paper proposal for my CITIES class tomorrow and I haven’t even started and I need it to be done by noon because I have to catch a train at 12:20 to Philly so I help out at a Chinatown charter school. So, um. Yeah.

I get so nostalgic about this song, ahahaha. I remember when I used to listen to this on repeat and sing along. Now I think I only liked it because it’s within my range– but I do like the first verse, especially the first two lines: “breathe in for luck/breathe in so deep”.

My head floods with thoughts and dizziness; the after effects of too little sleep, the grease of dinner, and weak caffeine coursing through my veins. My heart stutters, stops, continues, as Vienna Teng’s voice haunts my subconscious and send chills down my spine.

And the words: they’re everything and nothing
I want to search for her in the offhand remarks

My voice is like gravel right now. I’m wondering if I’m heading towards a mini-breakdown because I have so much work, so little time, and it’s just like my body to suddenly decide that it’s been treating me pretty decently for a couple of weeks–so bam!– sore throat and a tension headache blooming at my temples.

1. There are reasons why I have stand-in lunch dates with certain amazing people