Unfinished Business

The picture above features a picture that Eric took of his brunch plate at Liaison Bistro. Surprisingly, I found his picture to look alot better than most of the pictures that I have featured on my blog. The plate shown is an Ouefs Liaison, which is poached eggs over Dungeness crab cakes topped with hollandaise sauce. Unlike most restaurants that Eric and I tried over the summer, Liaison Bistro was one of the few that we would be willing to go again since the food is not only delicious, but also the really nice service.

These last few months I’ve been on a long hiatus since summer school was very long and tough, yet busy and enjoyable at the same time. Between the endless nights of starting or revising papers, Eric and I would go on short adventures of either trying out restaurants around the Berkeley area, using each other as guinea pigs and do some experiment cooking, or have weekly gatherings of either watching Studio Ghibli movies or Food Network’s “Who Will Be the Next Food Network Star?” Those adventures definitely kept me sane for the most part of the summer, along with the 14/week work hours that I tried keeping up. In the end, most of my paychecks went down the drain due to shopping. So I decided that I am going to make sure I ban myself from shopping, a nearly impossible challenge to overcome.

Overall, I was very pleased with the grade that I received in the course and I was touched by the words of my instructor on the last day of class. I think out of all the professors that I have had the last few semesters, my College Writing instructor was so far the most effective teacher who pushed my boundaries away and kept me going. I learned alot of things from not only the instructor herself, but also the peers who also helped me drive my essays in the right directions. But I would not have gone this far without Eric’s help, and I really apologize since I feel bad for making him come over all the time in the wee hours to help me with my essays. Looking back, I am very happy to have taken this class since it really showed that 1) I don’t completely fail at writing anymore and 2) the work really pays off.

It’s great being back at home again and seeing my family. There were also several things that I was surprised with since my sister changed the look of our room (yay! we have a sofa!) and our bathroom downstairs is having a beauty makeover. I really miss having a dog in Berkeley, I think I am having withdrawal symptoms since I squeal at every dog I come across. Seeing friends was great too, especially with really cheap dim sum!  Gah, I wish I can afford at DSLR! I was playing around with Eric’s and now my urge of getting one has only gotten stronger. I need to save up.

Begin

It was only recently that I began to like pastries to go with coffee. Throughout the year, I always like looking at the café while passing by and seeing people relaxing outside while sipping their favorite beverages. The café soon became one of my favorite places to go to to relax and do homework since it was close to the dorms. One of my favorite pastries is the almond croissant since it’s not too sweet or overbearing. I guess what I enjoy alot about Berkeley is doing my homework in a coffee shop during the weekends since I find it much more relaxing and less distracting than in the dorms.

I’ve completed my finals a little more than a week ago and I received my final grades. There’s a little part of me that wants to nudge myself saying that I could have done better that semester considering I was taking less classes but at the same time I should feel content about how I performed. I guess the bright side in it is that my mom was rather content with my results and didn’t say that I couldn’t keep my job, whew. But in the end, I just hope that I can at least improve as each semester progresses to show at least that I have the ability to do better. Though, I’m still rather frustrated with myself that I am still not able to achieve the area that most people are doing. At the same time, I am still content that it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.

Packing up everything after finals was pretty hectic and saddening. In retrospect, I feel pretty fortunate that I was able to be rather close to the floor, close enough that many of the floormates encouraged to have get together dinners every week. I was a bit surprised that the majority of the floor was anything but emotional, but rather everyone looked forward seeing each other again. In the end, there are two ways to approach this kind of situation, and I’m glad that people took the future more optimistically. However, I’m sure everyone knows in reality most of us will probably drift away. I would be pretty surprised and grateful if I end up being wrong next year.

My summer break week went by really quickly, which is rather sad and irritating. I guess the only thing that I got out of the break was to stay up really late and wake up really late…a habit I never did during college and only do at home. I guess that routine never subsided since I would be drowning myself with tea that would make me wide awake. It was the only time that I was away from my parents too, so I really took my time.

Though, the summer wasn’t very enjoyable since there was alot of stuff to take care of in terms of the apartment that two girls and I are sharing. At first, I thought that the outline of the apartment was finalized and ready to go for me to move in. However, I was soon welcomed with scolding and anger from one of my roommate’s parents, which left me frustrated and unhappy with the result. I have to admit, what I did afterwards was rather immature as well (hanging up in the middle of a videochat),  but I was rather “resentful” of how poorly the whole apartment situation was handled. Luckily, all three of us moved passed it since we had more things to worry about for the apartment.

To be honest, I’m quite excited yet a bit sad to live a new life in an apartment. The great upsides to it is that I’m able to cook and experiment on different dishes rather than settling with the rather bland dorm food. I guess there will also be less distraction in terms of studying, so hopefully my grades will improve? However, it definitely will feel different without all the noise down the halls of the dorms and the accessibility of seeing friends/floormates. But then again, life is always full of compromises.

Warming up.

After being a Cal student for a semester and a half (almost two semesters! wow!), I find that it is VERY rare to have myself free from any homework during the weekends. If you have not heard my utter complaints about the rather long lab reports due every beginning of the week, you are very lucky. This week though, I was free of lab reports, confusing homework problems, and Mastering Physics! Hurrah!

To I guess celebrate for the free time, I decided to go to the dentist. Yeah, very exciting isn’t it? Well my top wisdom teeth decided to come out, which cause massive headaches during the week. Hopefully I will be able to wait it out until the summer and pull them out then instead of having to fly back. Afterwards, Eric and I went to the Berkeley’s Farmers’ Market, where we walked around and looked at all the interesting fruits and $10 orchids. I would have bought the orchids considering their long lifespan and it’s rather cheap price. Unfortunately, I already have a bouquet of real and fake flowers that I can barely find room for. Boo, well I guess I’ll consider buying it for the apartment during the summer.

Anyways, Eric and I later went to Jack London Square in Oakland. I have to say, it was rather uncomfortable walking in an urban area known for its high crime rates. Walking around Jack London Square was quite a pleasant experience, despite its small walking area. The plaza comprises of many fancy restaurants, a yacht showing, and random shops to look around. Eric and I decided to browse around Bevmo! since he wanted to buy another bottle of the Torino syrup to serve italian soda with. Along with that, we also bought some brie cheese and crackers to snack on during the week.

Since last summer, Eric and I have an inside joke where I strip his masculinity by treating him to a meal (typically dinner). Because he owed me about three dinners, he insisted on paying me back. I felt guilty because technically my mother tells mt to treat him as a “thank you” for the many favors that he does for me (such as walking me to the dentist), but it’s rather hard to say no to a persistant person taking me to a nice restaurant. So, we decided to go to Yoshi’s since I was very attracted to their menu the week before.

I was rather amazed how much Eric ordered: four rolls, one seaweed salad, and two desserts. The restaurant overall was delicious, and I was quite amused by the chef torching the salmon on the sushi roll. What bothered me the most in the dishes was a type of flavoring leaf that was used in their salad and in one of their rolls. To me, it tasted rather soapy and reminded me of lavendar tea I had with Ashley back in high school. I was interested in their Japanese/French dessert fusioned crème brûlée filled with red bean filling; though, I felt that the combination did not taste as suitable as a combination of peanut butter and jelly.

This week was rather…uneventful. Actually, no, there was a boat dance yesterday that was pretty fun. The Boat Dance that was hosted by our resident hall program rented a boat that had four floors filled with dance floors and rockband. It reminded me much of the high school dances at home, without the pictures sand corsage. I guess my mother will be happy to know that I wore the winter formal dress from senior year that she made me bring up. I felt a bit overdressed, oh well. What was nice about the event was that the boat actually drove from one side of the San Francisco Bay to the other side, and back; we got to see alot of nice buildings along with Pier 39. It was definitely a nice experience since it’s rather sad to know that college students will rarely ever be invited to these kinds of events.

Gah, I am bothered with my schedule dilemma for next year since I still have yet to fulfill an English requirement that I should get done soon, but my schedule is full as it is. I really want to go to Japan Town tomorrow since that’s another place I still have yet to visit. Though, I should be studying for finals…

Race Against.

A usual Sunday night that is typically used to catch up on last minute homework, I surprisingly have time to update with a new entry. I normally don’t drink alcohol, nor have I ever partied in college (yet). But I have a sudden craving for wine since my floormate was offering brie cheese and crackers.

For some odd reason, I never really found alcohol as a…how do I say this, a major source to have fun. There are times when I look down at people who depend on alcohol to spend their weekend to only get drunk, get a hangover, and repeat the same cycle the next weekend. However, I do find alcohol a nice ‘escape’ from means of stress. I will admit, I have used alcohol in means of forgetting some things, but I would never do it just because there’s nothing else better to do.

I do have preferences in what I drink. I usually prefer drinking wine or champagne, or at least something sweet that would compliment well with meals. The picture above was a sparkling champagne that was offered to me and Shark during our Valentine’s Day dinner as an ‘apology’ for the suddent fire alarm that went off in their dining room. Since Adagia Restaurant is situated next to a dorm building, I wouldn’t be surprised if they had several of those incidents. It was kind of annoying, but we didn’t complain since the sparkling champagne was really good and complimented really well with the dinner.

I finally finished my second round of midterms and I can enjoy the week that is left before spring break. Unfortunately, I will not be returning to my small surburban town, but I will be up here enjoying the free time by myself. Well, not really, I will have friends here and there, but I’m sure that it will be significantly quieter than it is at a normal basis. I’m actually quite excited since I have a list to do during the break which includes: PostSecret Gallery at Walnut Creek, the campus Botanical Gardens, Berkeley Marina, Stanford in Palo Alto, the campus Lawrence Research Lab, and the Children’s Hospital Oakland Research Institute. At least I’ll be productive during break, right?

Bittersweet

It’s interesting to see how much creativity comes into making sushi. Though in many ways now the cuisine is slowly deviating away from it’s origin, but high in demand. I’m skeptical whether or not it’s allowed to call those rolls under a “fusion” category of Japanese food, since I highly doubt they are really this creative there too. Perhaps it attracts the customers more seeing creatives names such as “under the sea” or “lion king” as a dish name.

Although it seems like I haven’t updated this for a while, I have, but I just didn’t finish it. I plan not to either since it was supposed to be for a pre-Thanksgiving post, but seeing that Thanksgiving past for a while now I see no point in sharing.

Lately I’ve been more bitter of what’s going on around me, especially the people. I find it surprising that our floor doesn’t have any drama and we all get along. There are many instances that I try ignoring the bitterness and the things that have been bothering me, but it hasn’t been doing well. Unfortunately, it’s been affecting me physically too since I noticed that I’ve been having more stomach aches than I have eating. I still eat, don’t worry about that. I just happen to eat less, but I guess that’s a good thing since I’ve been eating more healthy food, especially cuties!

People were also surprised of the shirt that I bought recently, commenting about how morbid, disturbing, and depressing it is. I’ve looked at it a couple times that I’ve also become slightly startled by the design as well, but I still think it’s money well spent.

Have I grown more bitter? Maybe it’s just the slight stress from finals. However, the more I stare at my grades and the performance that I can do for the final, the more I grow nonchalent about my grades since there’s not much I can do to change it. I will still try my best though, I wish whatever is bothering me will hurt me less than it is now. I hate the feeling that I have many things that are in my mind, but I can’t do anything to fix it.

Eating away.

For those who survived third year of high school, the name Emily Dickinson must have rang in your head a couple of times. To most people’s dismay, I found the poet’s name melodious to my ear. Ironically, I knew of Emily Dickinson since I was in second grade because we were forced to remember it and recite it in front of the class. Actually, that’s not the irony. The irony of it is that I surprisingly won second place in my grade for that poem and it was one of the shortest poems that was offered. After randomly stumbling upon it and reading it again, I realized it’s one of the few optimizing poems that Dickinson wrote. Anyways, here’s the poem if you’re interested to read:

That I did always love,
I bring thee proof:
That till I loved
I did not love enough.

That I shall love alway,
I offer thee
That love is life,
And life hath immortality.

This, dost thou doubt, sweet?
Then have I
Nothing to show
But Calvary.

- Emily Dickinson

I’ve gone to Strada more than I imagined, I guess you can say it’s the substitute of my weekly Starbucks trip during senior year. Italian soda and Strada Bianca Mocha currently substitute my love for boba since the boba here, quite frankly, sucks. All the times that I’ve had boba have either disappointed me or made me sick to my stomach. The first thing that I’m going to do at Walnut is to get some Ten Ren’s and no I don’t care how much the price raised since then. In the all, it’s worth the three or so months of deprivation.

I have more to write, but I’ll choose not to share.

Breathing in.

As I’m sitting here watching my laptop slowly running out of batteries, staring aimlessly at my Statistics work that I should be doing, and smirking as grim-faced UCLA fans walk down the Cafe (because Cal’s football team is that good), I sometimes wonder as I am yawning and stretching what am I going to do with myself.

Nah, it isn’t something so serious that it will be life changing.

Well, maybe.

At some point when I swallowed down my foamy Strada Bianca Mocha beverage (which is pictured above at a sad angle because placing a vertical picture would make the whole entry look unusual) and stared at my scribbled work, not motivated to study even though I have a midterm this coming Thursday…

I felt content. With tired eyes and a sore body, I felt as though I didn’t have a reason to complain (like I usually do). For some reason, missing home didn’t feel as painful.

Now I know what it is. At this very minute,

I’m just letting things go for itself. I’m not actually trying to control whatever is happening to me right now, I let time take the best of me, which is not normal for me to do.

Feeling the burn.

This petite, dainty, and decorative dessert may be misleading. During the adventure with Eric at Pier 39, we were captivated by the color and cuteness of a store named “Kara’s Cupcakes.” With our stomachs slightly growling at 6 o’clock in the chilly evening, we immediately came in to try out the adorable cupcakes that were neither too plump nor too small to our eyes. As simplistic as I am, I purchased the pristine “Sweet Vanilla” that I would rely on as being an ubiquitous choice. It would also have been a pain if I bought a flavor I didn’t like and pay $3 for something I would gag on.

After taking the first few bites, I realized that the sprinkles made the cupcake alot more difficult and messy to eat, as though they each had an attraction to my lips. With a mess on the brightly colored table and crumbs all over my lap, I slowly licked all the different places that the frosting scattered. It was the same on Eric’s end as well, apparantly cupcakes are alot harder to eat than it did when I was a kid. The cupcake was pleasantly rich and moist, giving off this sweet yet light scent at eat bite. The sprinkles were quite crunchy as well, which gave a wonderful texture complementing with the soft vanilla cake. Although I did feel congested after eating it, it was still a joy to have during the time. Hmm, this is really making me want to eat another one right now…

School has been the usual, although it’s never really the “usual” anymore since there are always spontaneous moments that happen when you least expect them. What’s even more surprising is when you witness an unexpected miracle at the most hopeless situation. Normally, you would see me have a Mickey Mouse lanyard hanging around my jeans while I’m walking around campus, which contained my dorm room keys and my 2GB flash drive. After lab, that handy dandy strap wasn’t hanging around my keys, so I called Erica to see if I left it in the room. Unexpectedly, the secure and common answer that I would get from her is, “yes,” which lead me to be even more worried when she replied back saying that she didn’t. I quickly walked back with my floormates to the hall. Into the room, I emptied out my backpack, pulled aside my bedsheets, and looked for any other place that I could have possibly left it.

It wasn’t there.

Panicked, I along with my floormates retraced my steps around my typical Monday mornings till my last class. After scanning through the roads and the four different halls, my hopes for my key to be randomly found grew thin and I considered to pay for a new key. However, things started to turn up when a girl in Pimental Hall pointed out that she saw a post-it note near the bathroom reporting a lost key. I immediately ran to that area and called the number that was written on the note. Luckily, the girl who found it was still in campus. In the end, my friends stared at me in awe because I was walking around campus either jumping in joy or just yelling out that my key was found. Despite the fact that I have a somewhate cynical view to human nature, the girl who was nice enough to return the key (and the 2GB flash!) shows that there are some good in the world.

It’s funny that alot of my classmates in high school are starting school during the time when I have midterms in Berkeley. That’s lame.

Lately, Erica and I have been going down to the main Unit 1station to the fitness areas. Considering that I haven’t worked out for almost 3 years, running on the treadmill for 1.6 miles was tiring. Every morning, Erica and I groan in pain every morning because our legs feel so tight after a good exercise the night before. I realized the ellipticals make you sound like you ran much farther than you actually did in comparison to the treadmill. I guess in a way that boosts you self-esteem, thinking that you’re able to run much farther than you think. (The cake is a lie, says Shark)

Yeah, Shark wanted to add a little comment. Supposedly it’s related to the computer game, Portal, so if anyone gets this, please explain it to me! Yeah, my floormate’s name is Shark, isn’t that interesting? It’s amusing seeing people having to ask his name again because they’re in disbelief that he’s named after a fish.

It’s been a while.

The word “guppy’s” was repeated quite a couple of times during the last year of high school, especially through my sister. Anyways, the name popped up again in Hacienda Heights nearby my grandmother’s apartment. Because it was deemed, I guess, “popular”, I decided to give it a try since they were known for their shaved ice. I invited Clarice and Eric over since we were going to get together. Pictured here is the strawberry and mango combination, though there were bananas in there too because the lady gave us the wrong order. Anyways, I was shocked how large the portion was for a “small.” I couldn’t imagine two people (as they recommended) to finish that size. Despite the fact that each of us had to pay about $4 each, it was rather decent. Though, I still rather eat the old fashioned shaved ice in Taiwan where they added red bean or green beans.

Long time no see? I guess you can say that since I haven’t updated for a while. I’m currently in Berkeley, and school started since the end of August. Ironically, the weather here in the beginning wasn’t as different as the weather in Walnut. Disappointed, I stuck with my shorts and walked around the campus with a back soaked with sweat. Classes were alot farther than I expected, though I shouldn’t complain since there were many other campuses down at SoCal that must be bigger. That just goes to show that I have poor health!

Currently, the weather is much cooler. It was weird seeing that one day is was blazing hot and the day after it was immediately cold and windy. Many people got sick because of that, which sucked since I think I caught a small bug. Luckily, Eric took me around some supermarkets so that I would be able to buy some lemons and honey to make some hot lemon juice for my throat. That remedy has been around me since I was small, so it did make me a bit homesick for a while.

Speaking of homesick, I am terribly nostalgic at the moment and I miss my family and friends down at Walnut. Since this weekend is the Chinese Moon Festival, I’m missing out on some family time and the best part, moon cakes! Hopefully Erica will be able to get some from her relatives at San Jose. I envy her since she has some relatives around. Unlike her, many of mine are either down at southern California or at Taiwan. Whenever I browse around Facebook, I see pictures of my friends who haven’t started school yet and already going out everyday. In retrospect, I ended up regretting not going as much during the summer since I don’t have that time anymore to spend time with friends until winter break.

However, Berkeley is not as bad as I am describing right now. At the moment, the weather is quite comfortable and beautiful. From my dorm room window, if you look towards your right, you can get a glimpse of the Golden Gate Bridge at the bay. It’s amazing, especially at night since you see it glowing. During the weekends, I’m able to go out to alot of places thanks to the BART. My goodness, life would be quite boring if the BART wasn’t there. Anyways, I’ve been to San Francisco a couple of times, the bay, Fremont, and Hayward. I had a few adventures here and there that involved alot of walking. Yay for exercising.

College is definitely different from home, but it’s nice to have the independence to study and go out at whatever that fits your schedule. Until then, we’ll see when’s the next time I’ll update this. Time for laundry!

My head is about to implode.

Before I get into the food pictured, I wanted to explain the reason why my head is about to come off. I mentioned before that I was really addicted to a tetris on my sister’s iPhone, so my sister and I always had this friendly competition against each other’s scores. At first, our scores would bounce each other, which led to many games filled with determination and concentration. As “dorky” as this game would be, I realized that it was one of the few things that help my sister and I bond since we have few mutual interests. It did get to a point though that my sister earned a score that was twice the original high school. Since then, my sister and I are at the brink of just giving up because it’s nearly…impossible.

Anyways, back to the food! This was one of the few desserts that I had along with Jono’s family in Taiwan. I would say few because we had dozens of dishes that just randomly came out while we were at this fancy Japanese restaurant. Unlike the usual sashimi and mango desserts, I was quite intrigued by the unusual shape and color. I’m not very sure what this dish was called, but I just know that it’s a fruit that was imported from Thailand. From what I remembered, it tasted much like a cross between a banana and some starchy vegetable like a potato. I guess you can say it’s much similar to taro, but it tasted more like a banana. Confusing? Yes, but I just remembered that I really enjoyed the crispy outside texture while the warm filling melted in my mouth.

The past few days has been rather busy considering that the Beijing Olympics just started. Hurrah! I guess I’ll just break down what I’ve been doing lately.

Friday. This was a rather interesting day since it was Father’s Day in China/Taiwan and the first day of the Olympics. Because of the time difference, my parents and I stood up till 5AM to see if the Chinese channels would actually release the welcoming ceremony. Sadly, it didn’t since we flipped through about eight channels for forty minutes. We did have some hope of seeing bits and pieces of it though, so we looked forward in seeing it that night. Anyways, it was a Happy Father’s Day! for my dad at least, although he’s not much of a celebratory person himself. That morning was exhausting though because I had to drive my brother and myself to the dentist for a check up. Because I grind my teeth, my currently invisiline retainers that I’ve had for almost three years are cracking apart. Blargh, I was quite sad that I had a few small cavities though. What really made me sad though is that one was big enough to need a shot. I have a huge fear of needles, so my dentist would always inject me very slowly since I would panic very easily. How embarrassing. As for my brother, he just needed some minor stripping, which he claimed was very painful. Hmmm, I didn’t remember stripping being so painful, though it did feel weird that my teeth had to be “straightened” through this type of sandpaper. My mom, sister, and I went out afterwards to do some shopping and we came home in time for the Olympics!

I must say though, the Olympics was simply incredible, it really made Chinese people in America like us VERY proud. Even though there were many different parts, every minute of it was just enjoyable and ineffable. There were many times where we were awed by every individual’s performance, proving that every person, every detail, counted. It was surprising how much money that China actually invested on the Olympics and the amount of construction that many people had to undergo. In the end, it was worth seeing the Bird’s Nest and the many other structures that were newly made just for the Olympics. I have to say though that it was the perfect day to start the Olympics. The number eight in Chinese, “ba,” rhymes with the word “發” which is pronounced “fa.” The word fa usually connotes good luck or fortune, so having three 8’s on a date should have surely made alot of Chinese in the world very happy.

Saturday was also very eventful as well, though I don’t remember much of what I did. I guess the biggest highlight was at night since I was able to bond with my parents by going to 辛巴樂 with them for a late dinner. My dad that night was in a good mood I guess despite the fact that he was giving me some advice for college. Some of the advice though was…a bit awkward since I never imagined him sharing that particular advice to me. Of all things, I would have expected my mother to say that. Odd. Anyways, if you want to know, I’d be happy to share, but not here. My dad was kind of happy that day too, so he posed a funny expression for me, which is currently on my phone as a wallpaper. Whenever I look at it, I can’t help but either smile or laugh.

After eating dinner, I asked my mother if I could go out with Eric for a bit since he just came back from Berkeley. It was nice seeing him again, considering we haven’t seen each other since my CalSO back in early June. I kept scolding him that he was too skinny though, hope he wasn’t too annoyed by that. Anyways, there wasn’t much to do at Walnut, and I wasn’t much into the Village either. So, I decided to take him to Tea Station since I didn’t like Walnut’s Ten Ren’s anymore. Riding in his car, he commented on how he never really hanged around Hacienda Heights very often. I found that kind of unusual since my grandparents lived in that area since I was a child, and I was always taken there as a child as well. It was nice to introduce to him something different though instead of the same old McDonald’s or what not.

Since he wasn’t in the mood for something fruity, I recommended green milk tea since it was a personal favorite of mine in Tea Station. It was nice talking to him face to face again, and it was amusing seeing him drink his beverage rather quickly, a good message to show that he liked it. I successfully stripped away from his masculinity again by treating him the second time. Score! I had to take the bill and run to the counter to pay for it.

I have a hard time sleeping, considering that I went to bed at 2AM and still didn’t sleep till 4AM. Oh well, I woke up rather late and ate dim sum with my family minus my father. I noticed that I get full very easily, but I get hungry rather quickly. While I was tutoring my brother, he pointed out how skinny I was, which I found rather insulting. Not my fault I’m not as bulky as them. Pitiful that I can’t do a pull up by myself though. After lunch, we came home and watched the Olympics while I was on the phone with Jono deciding how to buy the laptop. We then left to Bed Bath and Beyond to wrap up on some dorm shopping. Dorm shopping is expensive! We cooked dinner afterwards. My brother cooked the steak with a sauteed side of white mushrooms and caramelized onions. I made some Spanish rice since my mom was craving that and broiled salmon smothered in a special sauce that I make that is composed of ground black pepper, honey, mustard, mayonnaise, and butter. I also decided to cook some broccoli since we lacked some vegetables; salad never seems enough for me.

While my family and I were cooking, we were watching the women’s Olympics. Wow, I must say, China was undeniably had some strong determination this year. I was also appalled by the team members’ appearances since they didn’t look anywhere close to their age. Most of them claim to be at least sixteen, when they really don’t even appear anywhere close to the age of fourteen. There were a few moments when they performed really well and immediately fall the second after. It was a tragedy to see them cry or make disapproving faces to themselves despite their great performances.

Anyways, there was something memorable this night as well, but I don’t want to mention it here, but in my green journal!

I’m excited about tomorrow though, yay for going out!