So as I had promised, here are some better pics of my budding saplings…

I’m amazed by how quickly they’ve grown in the past couple weeks. I think they just needed some time to really get comfortable with their surroundings and really dig in their roots to stabilize themselves before they reached for the sky. Aww, I’m so proud of them! I totally feel like a parent, haha. I can kind of empathize with my parents now. My plants are my kids, and I worry about whether or not they’re getting enough nutrients, particularly over the weekend when I’m not with them. I sucked at parenting fishes, so I’m glad that my plants have taken a liking to me. Yay for plants! Perhaps when they become more distinguishable, I’ll give them names, haha

I decided to come home on Friday on the spur of the moment. Paul was coming this weekend for his swearing in ceremony and I figured it was a great opportunity to kill two birds with one stone as I hadn’t seen both Paul nor my family in a long while. I haven’t seen my family since I left for China back in early July, so it’s been nice to just catch up with them. Paul’s also been getting situated with school in AZ, and I haven’t made it out there yet, so it was a total treat for me to see him down here.

I drove down at noon on Friday and pretty much was canceling my weekend plans as I was driving down here. The drive was pretty nice. I averaged around 72 mph the entire way because I didn’t want to get another speeding ticket, and the drive was quite pleasant. I didn’t hit any traffic even as I entered LA county. The plan was to surprise Paul since he wasn’t expecting me. He and his friend were planning to watch Wong Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest in Santa Monica, so I basically figured I’d surprise him at the show. I got to the playhouse a bit early, so I just hung out around the area until it was showtime, then enlisted a friend’s help to make sure that Paul was in fact coming to the show. Once 8:25pm struck, Paul showed up to find me waiting with flowers in hand as his surprise date. Haha, I think I get more of a kick out of surprising someone than being surprised myself. After the show, he had to go to some birthday parties, and I decided to head home and surprise my family.

My time back home has been pretty relaxing and nice. I think it’s good to come back home and just veg. My mom’s been cooking up a storm since she has another mouth to feed now, and I’ve just been enjoying all the perks of being home again. My dad washed and cleaned my car and I got to tend to my plants in the garden. Yay for home!

EXCITING NEWS!!!

So my longan and wong pei seeds are growing. Here are some pics for now. I’ll take better ones later…

If you haven’t seen it already, here it is, Tina Fey at her best…








…and as if that weren’t good enough, I’ll leave her to explain why it is I’m such a die-hard Hillary supporter…

It’s 2:30 in the morning and I can’t seem to sleep. It’s not that I’m not tired or anything, far from it actually; I just have a lot on my mind. I kind of wish I had a pensieve like the one Dumbledore had where I could empty all of my thoughts and sift through them at a later time. Wouldn’t that be nice? A clean slate whenever you wanted it, untainted by the nonsense of the inept and the ignorant. I guess one could argue that’s what forgetting is for, but that’s just too dangerous and too much of it leads to Alzheimers, which is not a pretty sight. My grandmother had Alzheimers. Fortunately, she didn’t have to suffer for very long with it. It’s painful to watch someone’s memory deteriorate, and even more painful, when you’re part of that memory…

It’s almost 11pm and I’m just now on my way home. Yes, work’s been busy and it doesn’t seem to be slowing down anytime soon. I guess that’s a good thing though, otherwise I’d be out of a job. It’s been pretty difficult juggling work and and studying for the past year. I’ve been out of school for about 3 years now and it’s just weird operating on this schedule again. Forcing your brain to think after it’s been exhausted from 10+ hours of work each day just is not a nice thing to do to oneself. It’s a little late, but I think I’m finally creeping back into student mode though, which is a good thing because this month is going to be anything BUT pretty. Work, Roots, LSAT, and apps. They’re going to be my best friends for the forseeable future, whether either of us like it or not…

My mom called me today, like she does every day. Ever since I left for college, my family calls me constantly. Yes, I know what you’re going to say, “they call you because they love you.” I get it, but that doesn’t make it any less annoying. I’ve been really busy at work, especially since it’s the end of Q3 and I’m up for a promotion and a raise. So couple that with working on stuff for Roots and studying for the LSATs, I really don’t have much time to just chit chat. My family seems to think otherwise. Most of the time, I enjoy talking to them and indulge them in a lighthearted conversation, but today just was not a good day. I was already a bit irritated from work, so that in combination with my mom’s incessant voicemails and calls just made for a lead straw that broke this camel’s back. They complain that I don’t call enough, even though I call them at least twice, if not more, a week. On top of that, they complain that when I do call, it’s usually because I need something–sooooo not true. Either way, I just can’t win.