Thursday evening

I have dinner plans here for my mom's birthday. Love it.

my burger last night was soo good

uh...


awkward silence.

Heathcliff is no Edward Cullen.

I finished Wuthering Heights last week. Not sure what exactly possessed me to read it. I found myself constantly (till the end) referring to the family tree provided in the extra pages of the 'special barnes and nobles classic edition' to make sure i understood which Catherine they were referring to, who in the world was speaking, when they were referring to them by their last name/first name/ combination of both, and how the characters were related (...are they cousins or lovers? oh wait, both!).

For some reason I had the impression it was going to be a love story- more specifically a sappy happy love story. I think i thought that because the copy i have looks like my copy of Pride and Prejudice.

Do not be fooled. They are nothing alike.

Regardless, it was good in it's own gloomy mid 1800s sort of way.

I need a break.

Today I'm halfway done with the first Twilight.

Beerfest

It was one of those epic events that we all will remember for ever. It was Olympic Village meets Orchard Street. It made me realize once again how much I love college.

Pics: we got Canada, Russia, Germany, the Girls (sweeden is in there too), and Ireland in action at Speed Quarters. Ireland kicked ass and Won it all. Russia lost to Canada- and went to the bars. In red tutus.