Last night my pals took me to TGIF to celebrate my belated 21st. On hand were Liz, Sarah, Betty, Anna, Ashley, Lauren, Christina, and Kristin. Haha, yay for getting lost three times before we got to the restaurant. The fog and the recurring memory of Texas Chainsaw Massacre didn't exactly help :). Good thing our spirits were lifted once Cher came ( Read more... )

1. Thank you to my parents. You bought me a present I don't really think you could afford. I love my new digital camcorder/camera. I'm slowly getting the hang of it (p.s. check my digital journal link for the first pix I took with my new camera...I'm too lazy to actually attach the link in this entry ( Read more... )

Birthday countdown starts. 9 days. Weeeeeeeee.

My roomie has found the perfect 21st brithday drink for me:

"Nutty Accountant" in a chilled martini glass (how could I not love anything associated with Accounting?)
-1/4 vanilla vodka (what I am known to have been arrested for)
-1/4 Godiva chocolate liquor (c'mon...who doesn't like chocolate ( Read more... )

Yes. My title is true. And it's only the 3rd week of classes ( Read more... )

Wow, my past entries have been half-assed lately. I'll try to elaborate more fully about my life.

Thursday night, half of my campus had a black-out. So Betty, Sarah, Liz, Odessa, Christina and I decided to drive to Peace-a-Pizza instead for dinner. Good times. First we stopped by Barnes and Noble and Sarah and I had a giggle fit over the book, " ( Read more... )

Yay! I just found out that Sarah, Liz, Betty, and I definitely get an apartment next year! Yay for a kitchen and own bathroom!

And in other good news, I'm the new treasurer of Thundercats (a university organization that organizes off-campus outings for students)! Yay for resume' fillers!

Hehe. So I'm finally updating. I actually have stuff worthy to write about ( Read more... )

Too many things have happened today ( Read more... )

This semester will kill me for sure. I just happen to sign up for all the boring classes. All requiring big-ass presentations as the final. Stupid business courses. Who cares if I hyperventilate when I speak in public? Or fidget uncontrollably. Or say "um" a whole lot? Why isn't it good enough that I can write kick-ass proposals, or liven up ( Read more... )