With Mr. Pan Wei Bo. <3

Despite the fact that he may be shorter than me in 2 inch heels, he has one of the most gorgeous smiles ever. And his lips look absolutely delectable. Not to mention sexxxy, sexxxy dance skills. (Play it Cool MV-hoshit so hot.) I wasn't smitten with him until yesterday, though. I watched a clip of him where he said "Girl, I got something to tell you. I love you." I would gladly surrender my soul to him if he said something like that to me, not to suggest that he's a succubus or anything. (But if he is one, HOT SUCCUBUS.)And of course his accent is flawless, being born in Virginia. In addition to that husky man voice of his, whoa. It made me quiver a little. Oh! And something else that drew me to him, or, well, made me go WHAT?!!?! SERIOUSLY? So apparently, HE WENT TO CAL POLY. Dude, that's down the road from my house. NOOOOOOOOO. Then again, I was about eight at the time. Still, HOT MAN.

Okay. So I'm mainly doing this to procrastinate on studying for the final I have tomorrow at freaking 8 AM. Yes, yes. Bio at 8 in the morning is not the best way to greet the coming of a new week. I used to hate Mondays and I most likely always will considering my winter schedule is much like the one I have right now (IF I GET IN 40B D:< I've been completely nocturnal these days, literally. Elva's even more nocturnal considering I sleep after sunrise at about 8am everyday and she sleeps even later than I do. It's not great, but I simply can't wake up at 3pm then sleep again at 12.

Going on about lame college life, I'm broke. Flat out broke. I had five bucks in my wallet two days ago, but I used it on KFC that evening. I even had to borrow 38 cents from Elva. Well, I have approx. 3.50 in my debit card, but I have a feeling it won't take me far. At least my parents brought me enough food to last the week (hopefully). Well, I tried to cook my way through last week and it wasn't all that bad. I actually enjoy it quite a bit now. (Jennifer's way of cooking is throwing together whatever was on sale at Albertson's with eggs, spritzing some Tabasco and soy sauce on it, then eat it with rice. It actually isn't so bad. No master chef, but edible stuff at least. (: I feel accomplished.)

Arrghh. So I was rewriting my drama paper (not really), but since I had to read the comments more carefully, I noticed one that made me, uh, shake my head in disbelief. Appler, you know that bitch with the dump as an ass? (Not to be mean, but she's really, really annoying. You have no idea. I can't believe she got Donovan to prohibit laptops. Lame, much?) Yeah, it was her comment. WELL, apparently next to "profound/profundity/profoundness," she has little knowledge of any other vocabulary. She tried to fix a sentence of mine that made COMPLETE sense, but since she didn't know what the word I used meant, she fucked up the whole thing. The word I used was "austere" meaning simple/plain/etc...yea so she actually CIRCLED it and put a question mark next to it. UH, OKAY. It's called a DICTIONARY. Yea, sorry for the rant. It just really bugged me, so I'm leaving it. Sorry if she doesn't have a dictionary handy (ahem dictionary.com ahem), but that's no reason to make me change the whole sentence (it's my topic sentence!) and I already used the other synonyms for it multiple times. Screw her. Okay yea. Just a little bitter.