musings

1. Live. Don’t waste time and treasure every minute.
2. Be a good sister. Good daughter.
3. Do what I’ve been meaning to do for awhile. Gotta suck it up and do it.
Keeping it simple, the only way I know how to stick to it.

Is pretty darn fun. 
Top 10 list count down:
10. MGM lions. I like lions. Phroawr!!
9. The Venetian gondolas. I always wanted to see a real one, but sometimes you just can’t get everything. So a replica works too.
8. Las Vegas at night. Infinitely better than Las Vegas in the day light. Pretty lights. 
7. Walking the Strip. [...]

I like to think of myself as generally upbeat with moments of downbeats. But the drum usually beats up. 
But all in all, I’m almost certain 23 Dec will forever go down as the Nightmare before Christmas. At least, it will now cause rah hahahaha, I’m writing about it. (I think at 3am in the morning, [...]

… Noooot so much.
Monday night I head off to the States again. I mean, it’s not that bad. At least that’s what I’ll keep telling myself. Cause first I’m going to Vegas to celebrate Christmas, then another friend’s place, then a wedding, ONLY then school.
So really, it’s all fun and games.
But my brother keeps [...]

You must be wondering about the quotation marks around the word pet. Am I being witty? Is this going to be a post about a pet peeve involving quite literally a pet? Thus a rather lame play on words?
Nope, just a post about a pet peeve involving no pets.
Maybe you don’t think as much as [...]

stupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupid.
Sometimes I wish I could turn back time and erase the dumb things I’ve done.
Either that or be able to take away the memories of me doing it and bury it somewhere.
Take the embarrassment and put it in a an empty box and put the box in an empty closet. Works for Bree dunnit? Then [...]

* rough translation: mmm food, in baby talk. Or. Feed me you grown person or I will yell and scream and WAAAA…
To explain the Cass of today we look at the Cass of yesterday.
“You know what your uncle used to say? Every time I see Shiouling she’s eating something. Hand always holding some sort of [...]

… Or, considering that I’m leaving again in 2 weeks… let the unpacking reach a point of not happening at which it will merge with packing resulting in me not quite doing anything with the huge suitcase now taking up room in my, well, room. 
It’s kind of sad that I’ll only be here for two [...]

you are the northern lights.
Josh Ritter.
That’s one of the few things I’ll take home with me. A new artist to listen to, a little extra poundage from too many cups of hot chocolate, the Oxford sweatshirt bought for the cold, a few too many problem sets all solved and graded…
… but you can’t beat the [...]