Howdy. Happy Week 7 of Fall Quarter. Craz-i-ness. Just 11 days until I'm back in the 650 and I could not be more stoked to swim in a pool full of gravy (but actually). A few activities have transpired as of late so, in the spirit of blogging, allow me to reccount a few.
Let's start with Halloween. (Eek...has it been that long? Whoops). Even though I had no set plans and all of my friends were out of town, I was not about to let a perfectly good holiday pass me by uncelebrated! If you'll recall, Eric and I went as Lucy and Ricky last year though, of course, Eric just wore things he already had in his closet. Well, it was up to us (me, really), to top last years costume. Story time: in the early months of Eric and I dating, we discovered that we both spent many a morning before school eating Raisin Bran and watching Saved By the Bell re-runs (what are the chances, eh?) Since I already had the high-waisted shorts and jumped at the chance to see Eric as a blonde, we went as the two main characters, Zack and Kelly! Did I mention Eric went blonde? Of course, I practically had to duct tape his hands to the bathroom counter to get him to let me do it, but do it I did. I saw one lone can of temporary golden blonde hairspray at Target a while back...and I it was a done deal. So, if you've ever wondered what a blonde mexican looks like in light wash denim...look no further. (at my Facebook page)
Side note: that 80s telephone, though perhaps a slight exaggeration of size, was made by yours truly. Out of a saltines cracker box and tin foil.
And how did the Blonde Prince and I spend our Halloween night, you might ask? Getting Chinese takeout--which is a story in itself. We had both heard of this "legendary", "amazing", Chinese restaurant called the Four Seasons (lol) in Davis. Here's the catch; its in a gas station. No, literally in a gas station. As in, one moment your strolling the aisles for slim jims and a slurpee and the next, you are standing in a Chinese restaurant. Its fantastic. When you think about it, its a pretty genius concept; fill up yer gas, fill up yer belly! I'm telling you, keep a look out for it on Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives next season.
As for the rest of my time here in CT, I've been writing papers, generally figuring out my life and avoiding poisoned salads. It looks like I'm one step closer to studying abroad next year which is quite exciting. While I have always imagined studying in the United Kingdom, I'm not too picky. As long as the cow scent ain't too strong and there's at least one English-speaker, I'm good to go!
Speaking of traveling...has anyone seen Interstellar? (Warning to my precious Nani: DO NOT SEE THIS MOVIE. I repeat. Do not see this movie). Its essentially if Apollo 13 and Inception had a baby. I saw it in imax which, at times, actually made me feel like I was on Star Tours at Disneyland. I tell you all of this because I had somewhat of a, shall we say, meltdown during my viewing experience. The movie isn't supposed to be particularly sad or emotional--but Matthew McCognahay's baby blues and my hormonal mood swings wrecked me. About halfway through the movie, everything became either so sad, so happy, or so poignant that it brought me to tears. Sobbing, blubbering tears. This didn't end when the movie was over. Oh no, I cried all the way out of the theater, all the way to the parking structure, and alllll the way back home. Yep. I believe my words were "its just soo beautiful!!" *cue uncontrollable sobbing* I felt like Chessy when she finds out that Hallie has been Annie all along and--you know what, nevermind.
I could write more for you folks but I must go give an admissions presentation to 113 high school students and parents now. Happy Saturday to me.
I will see you all very soon! The holidays are among us!
