I never would have believed that the words "I love you" can hurt more than anything else.

I was wrong.

I have locked myself in my room this weekend with the intention of finishing my law school applications, notably my personal statement. Instead, I

Slept for about 38 hours in the last two days.
Ate a whole chicken, couple bars of chocolate, among other things.
Watched a couple of Japanese anime movies.

I thought that I at least would get some inspirations by sleeping, but turns out I either cannot remember what I was dreaming of or the ideas just seem too fantastic (or pornographic) for the personal statement...

What to do?

Good to be back at Rice!  The first week of school is almost over and I have been insanely busy already, it's great!  Just like the old times.  =)

 

Anyways, so I today was a day like any other, woke up at 6:30am, had a long breakfast and then went to Shepherd, had my first class (Modern Music History) at 9:25am - the teacher is really nice, reminds me of nutmeg for a little big in his way of talking, don't know why...  Then I had my baroque art history course until 12:05pm.  Had lunch back at the college, did homework, then went to Senior Orientation, and then to Weiss to do homework with Matt until almost 7pm.  Since I had an LPAP class at 7:30pm, I didn't bother go home and just went to Autry right away.  

My LPAP class is Capoeira - a Brasilian martial art/dance, and it is going to be so much fun I think.   Anyways, the teacher seemed niceand very energetic, and a lot of happy people in the class too, though I am a little worried about having to do cartwheels in class, don't know if I can handle it...  Anyways, I hadn't thought about it, but I was actually wearing these really tight jeans, so it was hard for me to do all the stretching and kicking - still, I managed because I am a good student.  *nods*

 After some warm up we started doing steps across the room, where we make large steps and kick, etc., and then comes time to step backwards and kick up and outward, and as I faced all my classmates to kick, I heard this sound...

 Yep, I looked down and I have a HUGE split in the middle of my jeans, IN THE CROUCH AREA.  Needless to say, the class was very entertained.

 Life just doesn't get boring I guess...  Thank god the teacher had an extra pair of pants for me to wear.

 Lesson:  Don't wear tight jeans to LPAP, especially when you have to spread your legs.

 K I'm out.